Killer Jeremy Bambers Christmas message.

[John]

Killer Jeremy Bamber reminiscences in his latest blog to the faithful.  If I didn't know any better I would think he is beginning to realise what he is missing after 27 years inside.  Any regrets Jeremy?


A Christmas of Less Liberty

A Christmas of Less Liberty is part of a series of pieces written by Jeremy reflecting on his life to mark 27 years in prison and 26 years wrongly convicted of murdering his family in 1985.

“I wanted to share with you some small snapshots from my memories of Christmas time. The fun started from when we got the tree. We were never organized as Dad just liked to wing it and stop and buy trees from the road side. It had to be big; the lounge had such high ceilings and it was a running joke to see just how ridiculously huge a tree Dad would get. Dad loved to get that reaction...

Between us we’d choose things for all those people Dad wanted to give presents to, no lists or plans; we’d just go into the shops and look at stuff we liked, and decide who else might like it and get it for them.  Dad being a country farmer, and me just a little boy, we had no idea about what was fashionable...

I’d go shopping with Mum in Colchester from when I was little up until I was about 15. As I grew older, we would split up in town and then later we’d meet up outside Williams and Griffins at a set time and on our way back to the car we had to go past this beautiful cake shop and tea rooms. The window display was full of éclairs and all kinds of cream cakes and delicious chocolatey things...

This will be my 28th Christmas at Her Majesty’s Pleasure, and being locked up for 15-and-a-half hours a day over most of the Christmas period is just horrible. The idea of having endured 27 already with another 28 or so to go, when I’ve proven over and over again that I didn’t murder my family and couldn’t have done is soul destroying.  My alibi has been kept hidden from the trial, two appeals, three police enquiries, countless IPCC complaints and enquiries and a total of 14 years investigating by the CCRC and yet no one has uncovered the evidence which we now have. The past year has shown everyone how many high-profile cases of police corruption have gone un-investigated, how police have ignored the pleas of innocent people to help them, how police have taken payments from journalists, and how public bodies frequently cover up the negligence and corruption which is virulent in the UK today and adds to the needless suffering of those who justice is supposed to protect.



The above is an extract, read the full blog here.

[John]

Am I missing something? Where has he proven over and over that he didn't murder his family or couldn't have done it?

What is this mythical alibi he refers to which has been hidden?   Was this when he was home alone?

Is the guy delude or what?   8-)(--)

[Tim Invictus]

If those memories of shopping with daddy and naughty larks with Sheila are true then perhaps, just perhaps, Bamber does carry some guilt for slaughtering them all for money! Or is Bamber once again showing what a great actor he (thinks) he is?

That Crimbo message is the first I have seen in Bamber's name that doesn't talk about what he is going to "when" he gets out as if it is imminent and definite! Maybe he is coming to terms with he whole life tariff he should!

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[Padgates staff]

Who wrote that for him J K Rowling?

[puglove]

Killer Jeremy Bamber reminiscences in his latest blog to the faithful.  If I didn't know any better I would think he is beginning to realise what he is missing after 27 years inside.  Any regrets Jeremy?


A Christmas of Less Liberty

A Christmas of Less Liberty is part of a series of pieces written by Jeremy reflecting on his life to mark 27 years in prison and 26 years wrongly convicted of murdering his family in 1985.

“I wanted to share with you some small snapshots from my memories of Christmas time. The fun started from when we got the tree. We were never organized as Dad just liked to wing it and stop and buy trees from the road side. It had to be big; the lounge had such high ceilings and it was a running joke to see just how ridiculously huge a tree Dad would get. Dad loved to get that reaction...

Between us we’d choose things for all those people Dad wanted to give presents to, no lists or plans; we’d just go into the shops and look at stuff we liked, and decide who else might like it and get it for them.  Dad being a country farmer, and me just a little boy, we had no idea about what was fashionable...

I’d go shopping with Mum in Colchester from when I was little up until I was about 15. As I grew older, we would split up in town and then later we’d meet up outside Williams and Griffins at a set time and on our way back to the car we had to go past this beautiful cake shop and tea rooms. The window display was full of éclairs and all kinds of cream cakes and delicious chocolatey things...

This will be my 28th Christmas at Her Majesty’s Pleasure, and being locked up for 15-and-a-half hours a day over most of the Christmas period is just horrible. The idea of having endured 27 already with another 28 or so to go, when I’ve proven over and over again that I didn’t murder my family and couldn’t have done is soul destroying.  My alibi has been kept hidden from the trial, two appeals, three police enquiries, countless IPCC complaints and enquiries and a total of 14 years investigating by the CCRC and yet no one has uncovered the evidence which we now have. The past year has shown everyone how many high-profile cases of police corruption have gone un-investigated, how police have ignored the pleas of innocent people to help them, how police have taken payments from journalists, and how public bodies frequently cover up the negligence and corruption which is virulent in the UK today and adds to the needless suffering of those who justice is supposed to protect.



The above is an extract, read the full blog here.

Coo, that's better. I've been a bit bunged up (I do like bread sauce) but reading that has got things moving nicely!! Cheers, Jezza!!     

[Padgates staff]

"This will be my 28th Christmas at Her Majesty’s Pleasure, and being locked up for 15-and-a-half hours a day over most of the Christmas period is just horrible".
So, at 8 hours of sleep and 7 and a half not sleeping but in his cell, what does he do for the remaining 8 and a half hours?

[puglove]

"This will be my 28th Christmas at Her Majesty’s Pleasure, and being locked up for 15-and-a-half hours a day over most of the Christmas period is just horrible".
So, at 8 hours of sleep and 7 and a half not sleeping but in his cell, what does he do for the remaining 8 and a half hours?

He trawls through "Enid Blyton's Warm and Fuzzy Yuletide Fireside Memories."    And nicks bits.

[Angelo222]

You have to remember that he spends a lot of his time in the braille workshop doing a wonderful job for the blind who cannot read.  No doubt he picks up his literacy techniques from the novels he has to code.

As for those nursery rhymes I hope someone proof reads them otherwise Jack and Jill could become Jerry and Julie!     

[Padgates staff]

So, he's picked a skill up, good for him and it's helping people in the process. The braille centre in Sheffield is closing (or it might already have), so it's harder to get braille cards and other stationery for blind people now, although a lass I went to uni with had a computer with programmes that talked to her when she was typing and read the e-mails out etc but that doesn't help when you want to send her a card. Braille services are still needed though.

[Dillon]

I think that much of Jeremy's memories of WHF Christmases are true. He was fortunate in having loving, caring adoptive parents besides a much wider extended family, members of whom would drop in to WHF at Christmas . Perhaps there is a morsel of remorse somewhere . Portrayal of his family as dysfunctional is far from reality and part of the web of distortion put out by some of those blue forum members who cling to the delusions about St J.  I have heard that he was quite a nice normal child so something must have gone desperately wrong maybe from his late teens onwards. 

[Padgates staff]

I had visions of this-:
http://www.goodtimecharlieblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/GetOffThatTractor-400x568.jpg

Sorry it wouldn't let me C+P it.

[Myster]

I had visions of this-:
http://www.goodtimecharlieblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/GetOffThatTractor-400x568.jpg

Sorry it wouldn't let me C P it.

Automatic censorship's a wonderful thing 

 

[James]

He makes reference to another 28 years or so to go in his Christmas message to the faithful.

Does everyone think he has now accepted the inevitable??   >@@(*&)

[puglove]

I think that much of Jeremy's memories of WHF Christmases are true. He was fortunate in having loving, caring adoptive parents besides a much wider extended family, members of whom would drop in to WHF at Christmas . Perhaps there is a morsel of remorse somewhere . Portrayal of his family as dysfunctional is far from reality and part of the web of distortion put out by some of those blue forum members who cling to the delusions about St J.  I have heard that he was quite a nice normal child so something must have gone desperately wrong maybe from his late teens onwards.

It's truly heartwarming to read his happy Christmas memories, and how fond he was of his parents. I can only assume that he experienced some sort of temporary amnesia when he ripped them off at the caravan park.   

[Admin]

I think that much of Jeremy's memories of WHF Christmases are true. He was fortunate in having loving, caring adoptive parents besides a much wider extended family, members of whom would drop in to WHF at Christmas . Perhaps there is a morsel of remorse somewhere . Portrayal of his family as dysfunctional is far from reality and part of the web of distortion put out by some of those blue forum members who cling to the delusions about St J.  I have heard that he was quite a nice normal child so something must have gone desperately wrong maybe from his late teens onwards.

It's truly heartwarming to read his happy Christmas memories, and how fond he was of his parents. I can only assume that he experienced some sort of temporary amnesia when he ripped them off at the caravan park.

Do we know when the first signs that all was just not as it should have been?  Was it when he started at boarding school or was it when he travelled to New Zealand?