From scanning that article there doesnāt seem to be any reference to it actually being destroyed, rather it was ādiscardedā. When pushed for details on how the gate was discarded, the guards said ask Forensic Science Ireland, and FSI said ask the guards.
Iād say thereās a strong chance itās still out there somewhere blocking a gap.
They arenāt in either of the recent series.
Interesting. They appear to be key players in the whole narrative. I canāt recall but were they discussed in any depth in the W Cork podcast
They knew it would prove ian was innocent.
You would have to wonder why the Gardai were telling GSOC back in 2018 that they couldnāt find items like the gate but are now saying it was never lost.
You would also have to wonder why the Gardai are claiming his coat was washed and/or burnt in a fire while also saying he handled it over to them for testing but they lost it and weāre looking for it.
Did you ever consider the outlandish possibility he could have had more than one coat?
Did you own multiple black winter coats in 1995 out of interest? I doubt many did in pre Celtic tiger island
I think itās probably more relevant if Mr Bailey did rather than you or me.
The probability would suggest that he didnāt have two black winter coats given that very few would have at the time.
Well wan was left soaking in a bucket in the bathroom.
My point is the Gardai admitting to losing the coat while also claiming he burned it. It canāt be both unless he managed to steal it back and burn it?
Whether he had one or four is irrelevant. It was reported as fact the jacket wasnāt recovered despite this being untrue.
Is it possible to watch the Sky documentary without a Sky account if outside the UK and Ireland?
If you have an android phone download Cinema HD2 (find a reputable .apk) and Robertās your fatherās brother.
Servers busy at the minute but I use the site regularly for years and find it excellent. They have all the episodes on there to stream
The Netflix one is short and snappy enough tbh. Iād imagine thereās not a whole amount more to be gleaned.
Thereās not much mystery left to it. A drunken, raving, narcissistic, sociopathic āwriterā and āpoetā lost the head and bashed a beautiful French ladyās brains in when he stopped by her house uninvited in the middle of the night. A load of roaster guards who thought they were cute hoors made a hames of actual, real detective work. Fin.