Irish family are 'key witnesses' in the new Maddie investigation

flaxyard wrote:I have watched appalled at the saturation media coverage engineered by TM. But this one maybe is different. If the sighting is dumbed down I think I know what the outcome of this charade will be. My only hope is that such is the magnitude, skill, deftness and media savvy of TM maybe SY are NOT whitewashing this and indeed are attempting to outflank the beast. Create a sense of "compliance" and intent and portray this to TM then hit them with a blinding chessmate. If not I fear this could come to nothing again. Heres hoping...

tigger wrote:

uppatoffee wrote:Perhaps they will also investigate Kate's dream about seeing Maddie.

p. 230

“On the night of 1 September I dreamed about Madeleine for the first time on four months…it was such a dreadful experience…Although I was dreaming, I could feel her. It was as if parts of my body that had been hibernating for months suddenly began to stir. I could sense the cold, dark days lifting as I luxuriated in warmth and light. And Madeleine was holding me, her little arms wrapped tightly round me, and it felt so good, I could smell her, I could feel her with every one of my senses as I soaked up this heavenly moment. My Madeleine. I wanted to stay like this for ever. And then I woke up. Ice began to course through my body, driving out every endorphin and remnant of warmth. I didn’t understand. What was happening? How could this be? I could still feel her! A heavy boot connected with my stomach and the ache in my chest was worse than I’d known it. I was struggling for breath, almost as if I were being strangled. Please God, don’t let her go! Stay with me, Madeleine. Please stay with me. Don’t go – stay with Mummy. Please, sweetheart, hold on. I love you so much. I started to cry. The crying built into seismic sobs. An unearthly sound, like the howl of a wounded animal, was coming out of my mouth. The crushing pain in my chest intensified to the point where I thought I was going to die. I’d been with her. And then she was gone. Again”.

:puke:
This type of prose is nothing like the already edited diary. Definitely had help from some or other hack. Managed to get endorphins in there to remind us she's a doctor. Once again Maddie is holding her she isn't holding Maddie. Which is definitely the wrong way round.
If Maddie was holding on to her - OK, but only just.
The boot in her chest and almost feeling strangled - either but not both of these to convey the apparent sensation.
Seismic sobs, howl of a wounded animal. Mein Gott, who has been writing this drivel?
You don't feel with every one of your sense, feeling is one of your senses - and so on and so forth. The style reminds me of a bodice ripper mixed with a dose of Cartland.

Wouldn't it be nice to see a photograph of Maddie on or next to Kate in PdL? A toddler would be hoisted onto my lap very often. Then you can hug really well. How can a little girl hold her mother? She's not big enough.

Kate: it's like this. We're sorry Maddie was left alone and unprotected. We can't be sorry for you because Maddie can't hold you anymore or be your best friend.
You were her mother and holding and loving her was part of that.

Pershing36 wrote:Key witnesses have been announced in the press before being approached by the police. This sounds like a cracking investigation.

jd wrote:I don't recall any photos of kate from the holiday, let alone one with any of her children...isn't this just....odd?

russiandoll wrote: That took no more than 10 minutes of putting myself in the place of another mother. The child in question was not my own. I have not suffered that kind of loss. I hope I made my point !

friedtomatoes wrote:According to the PJ she phoned them to tell them of a dream she had that Madeleine was buried in a hill, and that was in July.

friedtomatoes wrote:According to the PJ she phoned them to tell them of a dream she had that Madeleine was buried in a hill, and that was in July.

tigger wrote:

friedtomatoes wrote:According to the PJ she phoned them to tell them of a dream she had that Madeleine was buried in a hill, and that was in July.

Ah well, that sort of thing slips your mind. She also had sleepless nights tossing and turning - hating this person who had brought additional troubles into her life. Additional to what I wonder? The diary is a goldmine still.

PeterMac wrote:

tigger wrote:

friedtomatoes wrote:According to the PJ she phoned them to tell them of a dream she had that Madeleine was buried in a hill, and that was in July.

Ah well, that sort of thing slips your mind. She also had sleepless nights tossing and turning - hating this person who had brought additional troubles into her life. Additional to what I wonder? The diary is a goldmine still.

Five, wasn't it ?
And after that her focus turned back to having sex with Gerry again.

russiandoll wrote:Off the cuff :


Four long months full of despair passed before I dreamt of Madeleine. I should have known, after the horror of what had happened, that my darling child would come back to me in a dream, but I was not prepared for the gut-wrenching experience of having my daughter returned to me at last, a joy that turned to sorrow when I woke in a cold sweat. The kick in the guts that was reality left me feeling as if all hope had gone.
I held my child in my arms, protecting her, like the day she was born, that animal maternal feeling overwhelming me. I will never leave you again my lovely girl, I will be there when you need me, always. Keep your arms wrapped around me sweetheart, I need to feel you safe in my arms. I was totally absorbed in this wonderful moment, breathing her sweet scent as she nestled against my shoulder, her warm breath on my neck. I wanted to stay like this for always, holding my sweet baby.
The feeling became less intense as I slowly came back to the real world, and when I was fully awake it seemed to be a morning like any other until that excruciating kick in the guts which told me the truth.......she was gone. This took a few moments to sink in as I awoke, no no I thought, this is not happening, she was here with me in my arms just a moment ago.I could still feel her heart beating close to mine, why could I still feel that if she was gone? I suddenly and sickeningly became aware that the beating heart was my own, and it grew frighteningly faster with the panic that rose in my chest. I howled like a wounded animal, raw emotion buiding until the crushing pain in my chest became so intense I thought I would die.

rainbow-fairy wrote:

russiandoll wrote: That took no more than 10 minutes of putting myself in the place of another mother. The child in question was not my own. I have not suffered that kind of loss. I hope I made my point !

Oh you did russiandoll, and your version (despite as you say not suffering a similar loss was far more believable BUT :-

Am I the only person to find it bizarre in the extreme that September was the first time she dreamt of her missing, likely dead daughter? That is at least 120 days!
Along with 99.9999999% of the McCann's claims, I just do not buy it.

PeterMac wrote:She also had sleepless nights tossing and turning