Once again, those pained and painted expressions of affected grief stare out at us from the Daily Mail Pages, as the umpteenth effort to extort ever more taxpayers’ cash to fund the ‘Search for Madeleine’ enters the race track which ends with the massed attack on the Home Office and Metropolitan Police coffers, as the search to gather funding for the thirtieth, or is it only the twenty-ninth attempt at accomplishing the team’s efforts in searching ‘one significant final line of inquiry’.
We read of the lunacies of this sad pair as they dredge, once more, the public’s available supplies of sorrow, as they once more attempt to gain support for ever more cash to spend on the search for their missing child. No mention of the millions which have been squandered in ‘following this lead’; or searching for ‘that missing witness’, or even attempting to right the wrong of a Portuguese policeman’s book, which detailed HIS ideas about that poor child’s parents. No mention of their sinking cash into the pockets of any slick, fast-talking con-man who reckons that he can solve the crime which fixated millions of readers: fixated that is until we all got slightly bored with the whines of a couple who should, by now, have just got on with their lives; and let the shadows grow quiet.
Let us all recall instead how this tragedy came about, when a couple of well-educated Brits decided to eat and drink with their mates at some Portuguese cafe, ‘just a couple of hundred yards ‘away from their apartment. The apartment where lay; unprotected, their twins and that small girl with the appealing eyes, those children who were not protected by a child-minder, because the parents claimed they would check back regularly!
Give us all a break, Gerry, get on with your life, and tell your missus that the ’EYES’ don’t have it any more!