true, but you thinks the pigs could tell if someone stabbed himself from the wounds & also if people were defending themselves
I know 2 Garda working in Bray and I wouldn’t trust them to tell me the time of day! Incidentally I think that Wexford Garda who made the false statement about the taxi driver was also based in Bray.
I probably know one of the two you’re referring to. House party in Bray and then drink drive up to Club 92 for the last couple of hours for a few more pints and shots before driving back.
Did he hurl for Wicklow?!
I know a guard who attached a hitch to his squad car so he could do a bit of farming while on duty, moving calves to where he had land taken and what not.
Another guard in Limerick used to run a restaurant in his ‘spare’ time. ie while on duty.
I see Boss Valenti got a nice bit of free publicity out of this
A good friend of mine is a neighbour of the young lady involved and I got some exclusive insights this evening. A blow-by-blow account, quotes from her hospital bed, the works.
and…?
And are you going to divulge any of this or shall we all have a stab in the dark?
She’s in good spirits. 
I’ll post up more tomorrow. 
Perhaps the multiplicity of wounds on the survivors was because the 1st (2nd, 3rd, etc) didn’t get the job done.
The Sunday Independent - what a paper:
Spurned love that turned to hate and murderous rage
No one really knows what was going on in Shane Clancy’s mind but it had its roots in a failed romance and class divisions, writes Jim Cusack
Sunday August 23 2009
Dunnes Stores at Cornelscourt in south Dublin is a strange and almost dreamy place in the small hours of the morning, just like the Tesco less than a mile away which also opens 24 hours a day. Parents with babies who won’t sleep and, in recent years, Muslim women with their children are often there shopping late at night or early in the morning. They mingle quietly with the other shoppers, people on their way home in the early hours from working night shifts.
The management at Dunnes Stores did not want to comment last week about the young man who was captured on the store’s CCTV buying the discount block of kitchen knives at around four o’clock last Sunday morning.
No one thought to stop or question the clean-cut, casually dressed 23-year-old murderous stalker in their midst.
Shane Clancy was in a controlled rage. He had been living a lie for years, trying to make sure his humble origins did not inhibit his ability to mix with those more fortunate in their background. He had spent the previous three months stalking a beautiful young college student from a middle-class background who had grown up in the peaceful area of Killiney, attending the fee-paying Loreto Abbey in Dalkey.
In the eight hours before he bought the knives in Cornelscourt, he had been closing in on his prey. He had found a way to get to the girl who was trying her best to avoid him, and who was by then scared about what he might do if they met. Jennifer Hannigan is well-known and liked in the Dalkey and Killiney neighbourhoods.
She is a beautiful girl with a sunny disposition. She had spent three years in an increasingly difficult relationship with Shane, who came from a relatively poor background, growing up in the working class neighbourhood of Sallynoggin, the ‘Noggin’ as it is known locally. Shane, who was living with relatives in Dalkey, met and formed a relationship with Jen, as her friends know her, while they both worked part-time in the Club Bar in Dalkey.
[b]According to friends, Shane had a driven personality and was increasingly possessive in his relationship with Jen. He seemed to be wanting to prove that he was as good if not better than the middle-class Dalkey and Killiney college kids who socialise in the pubs and each other’s ‘gaffs’ in the area of south county Dublin.
There is a strong, though unspoken, separation between the middle classes and working classes in south county Dublin. The middle class girls who go to fee-paying schools like Loreto, Holy Child in Killiney and Cluny and Rathdown in Glenageary are close-knit social groups. They all tend to know people who know each other. They speak in the same ‘Dort’ accent and are often not very politically correct in their references to people who speak with ordinary Dublin accents or people who come from the country, calling them “boggers”. They use words such as “scobie”, which refers to a young person who dresses in the tracksuits and runners that denote the working class Dubliner.
There is an invisible but real barrier between their world and that of the working classes.
But within these broad class spheres there are intersecting social strata: the bright middle-class kids whose parents aren’t too wealthy and who have, at times, to struggle to pay the fees are separate from the progeny of the brash new Irish rich typified by the character of Ross O’Carroll Kelly. The middle-class kids in south county Dublin refer to the young, fashion conscious airheads of this sub-class as “D4s”. It’s as derogatory in their parlance as scobie or bogger. Jen Hannigan is one of the sensible young kids who had no hang-ups associating with people from different backgrounds. That’s why she ended up, at a too-young age, with the possessive Clancy.[/b]
Shane Clancy was bright. He studied hard at school and unlike the majority of kids from working-class Dublin neighbourhoods, had succeeded in gaining a place in Trinity College where he studied Irish and Theology.
His parents, Leonie, a hairdresser and Patrick, a gardener, had seven children and strove hard all their lives to do their best.
Shane was similarly very hard-working and had enough money from his part-time work to pay his way through college, buy a cheap, second-hand Skoda and rent a bedsit in Dalkey. And he had the beautiful girlfriend from a class above his station.
Earlier this year his world had begun to unravel. Jen was increasingly uncomfortable, according to friends, and was moving away from Shane. As she did so, his behaviour began moving increasingly towards that of a stalker. He pestered her with phone calls to both her and her family home in Ballinclea Heights. At the start of the summer, she ended the relationship having met Sebastian Creane, a boy from a very similar background as hers who was a fellow student at the Dun Laoghaire Institute of Art, Design and Technology. Seb was an artistically gifted boy who was studying photography. He and Jen were both doing a visual communications degree. The two, as seen from the outside, seemed a perfectly matched pair. Their relationship started before the end of last term and they were very happy together. Seb and his friends had, by that stage, already planned a vacation in Spain and Morocco. Jen and her friends had other plans so they were separated until they both returned earlier this month.
It is a pleasant time of year for families in south county Dublin with the growing offspring coming back from abroad in time for preparations for their return to colleges. The pubs from Glasthule to Dalkey are filled with the youngsters happy to be back in each other’s company after the summer break. The Eagle House pub in Glasthule has become a popular spot in the past year or so for students, having started a cheap night on Tuesdays when all bottles of beer are 2.
The comfortable, affordable bar was where Seb and some old friends from St Gerard’s in Bray – another expensive private school – chose to meet up last Saturday evening. Shane was there. He was targeting Sebastian.
Shane had already insinuated his way into the company of one group who knew people in Sebastian’s company and further insinuated his way into Seb’s group.
As the evening unfolded, he attached himself to Seb and his friends, whose defences were lessening by the hour as they moved to the late-opening Club Vico above the Queen’s Bar and restaurant in Dalkey, about a mile from Glasthule and in the direction of Bray where they lived.
Jen was with friends socialising in Bray. There she would not bump into Shane Clancy.
Friends later said that despite misgivings which some had about him, Seb and two friends from Bray accepted a lift from the tee-total Shane who seemed eager to see them home. He wanted to find out where Seb lived. He already knew he was seeing Jennifer. He had not come prepared to carry out the plan which he had already hatched but he would work out ways to do so.
Shane insisted on leaving Seb to the door of his house in Cuala Grove where they parted company. Inside the house were Seb’s older brother Dylan and his girlfriend, the talented rock guitarist Laura Mackey, a member of the band Boss Volenti.
It was around 4am. Seb and Dylan’s parents, Nuala and James were away on holiday in Cornwall.
Jen arrived 20 or 30 minutes later, according to accounts. Shane was watching from his car. He drove away through Bray town to the N11 and back towards Cabinteely and Dunnes Stores, with its 24-hour supply of kitchen equipment, including knives. His bumping into Sebastian earlier in the night had precipitated his actions. Now he was on the verge of fulfilling his murderous plot against these happy young people.
Shane returned to the Creane home in Cuala Grove. He gained access to the house, stabbing Sebastian over and over, then turned to Jennifer whom he first beat and kicked and then began stabbing. Dylan, roused from sleep, rushed to defend his brother and was stabbed a total of eight times before falling from shock. Laura Mackey escaped injury.
Jennifer, a scout leader, somehow managed to get out through the back of the house, the broken blade of one of the knives protruding from her shoulder blade, climbing over a fence into the next door garden then over another fence into another garden where she raised the alarm.
Shane had followed her out into the back garden but she had escaped. At this point, still brandishing one of the knives, he seemed to give up. He knelt on the grass and began stabbing himself in the chest in the area of the heart. One of the wounds punctured his heart. In the panic and confusion that followed, it had seemed that Shane had fled the scene and his body was not discovered until much later in the morning.
The paramedics on the only ambulance in the area at the time arrived and worked to treat the two terribly wounded victims and tried, in vain, to revive Sebastian. Jennifer and Dylan were both taken to St Vincent’s Hospital, the
nearest with a trauma unit. Laura was treated for shock. By the end of last week, both Jennifer and Dylan were reported to be recovering well. One of the stab wounds to Dylan had punctured his lung.
No one really knows what was going on in Shane Clancy’s mind. There were clear signs, according to people in Dalkey and Sallynoggin, that he was becoming detached and was smouldering with rage over the break-up with Jennifer.
Shane did succeed in part of his intentions: if he could not have Jennifer, no one else would. He did succeed in depriving her of the boy she loved. Sebastian Creane was described last week by his former headmaster at St Gerard’s as a “hardworking, conscientious and diligent pupil who was consistently popular with both pupils and teachers”. Mr Geraghty added: “He was always a perfect gentleman who cheerfully and willingly gave his best in all school activities”.
Sebastian, friends say, was a very cheerful and considerate young man. His mother, Nuala is a special needs teacher in Bray, his father, James, an information technology professional, both originally from Ballina in Mayo.
Shane Clancy’s actions constitute a very rare occurrence and it brought to mind for many people in the area the murder of another young person, that of Raonaid Murray, 10 years ago. Raonaid was a pupil at St Joseph’s of Cluny School, just over the road from where the Hannigan family live. Raonaid, too, was out socialising with friends gathering for the last weekend of the summer holiday before the return to school and college. The parents of south county Dublin will be even more wary of where their children are at night after Clancy.
What kind of a tool wrote. Thank fuck I don’t waste any of my hard earned on that excuse for a paper.
I scored a Holy Child Killiney bird in Galway in 1991. Had my first Tequila slammer the same day. Great times.
What a load of bollocks. Yer one is from Ballinclea Heights, a nice but very modest housing estate in Killiney. “A class above his station”, I don’t think so. I grew up playing football in Sallynoggin with Joe’s. His grandparents lived in Dalkey. They both worked in The Club, which is as an ordinary Dalkey man pub as you can get.
About the Eagle House, “The comfortable, affordable bar”, what the fuck, it’s the same price as anywhere else, except for the cheap beer on tuesdays, this was a Saturday.
This kind of shite shouldn’t be allowed be printed. To imply he murdered someone even partly because of “class divisions” is absolutely scandalous, in my opinion. What a shit newspaper.
[quote=“Thrawneen”]What a load of bollocks. Yer one is from Ballinclea Heights, a nice but very modest housing estate in Killiney. “A class above his station”, I don’t think so. I grew up playing football in Sallynoggin with Joe’s. His grandparents lived in Dalkey. They both worked in The Club, which is as an ordinary Dalkey man pub as you can get.
About the Eagle House, “The comfortable, affordable bar”, what the fuck, it’s the same price as anywhere else, except for the cheap beer on tuesdays, this was a Saturday.
This kind of shite shouldn’t be allowed be printed. To imply he murdered someone even partly because of “class divisions” is absolutely scandalous, in my opinion. What a shit newspaper.[/quote]
take the marbles out of your mouth you posh cunt…
[quote=“Thrawneen”]What a load of bollocks. Yer one is from Ballinclea Heights, a nice but very modest housing estate in Killiney. “A class above his station”, I don’t think so. I grew up playing football in Sallynoggin with Joe’s. His grandparents lived in Dalkey. They both worked in The Club, which is as an ordinary Dalkey man pub as you can get.
About the Eagle House, “The comfortable, affordable bar”, what the fuck, it’s the same price as anywhere else, except for the cheap beer on tuesdays, this was a Saturday.
This kind of shite shouldn’t be allowed be printed. To imply he murdered someone even partly because of “class divisions” is absolutely scandalous, in my opinion. What a shit newspaper.[/quote]
Cunts should be lined up who write for that rag and bate within an inch of their lifes with an ash plant.
Ah shur Liam Lawlor was al flagrante with a Russian call girl when he died according to these boys.