Maddie: Investigation continues and gains new momentum (Updated 5/07/08)

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4/07/08 Updated 5/07/08

Maddie : Enquête continue et gagne nouvel élan

Malgré toutes les informations avancées dans les médias, en particulier au Royaume-Uni, la Police judiciaire (PJ) a nié que l’enquête à la disparition de Madeleine McCann soit abandonnée ou archivée, ce qu’est confirmée par une source de la l’Association of Chief Police Officers (ACPO) qu’avance l’existence de deux témoignages décisifs qui n’ont pas encore été communiqués aux autorités portugaises.

Plusieurs centaines de témoins ont été interrogés depuis le jour de la disparition de Madeleine, au Portugal par la PJ, mais également au Royaume-Uni où les interrogatoires ont été effectués à plusieurs endroits du pays.

Maddie: the investigation continues and gains new momentum.

In spite of all the information put forward in the media, in the United Kingdom in particular, the PJ have denied that the investigation into Madeleine McCann's disappearance is to be abandoned or archived. This is confirmed by a source from the Association of Chief Police Officer (ACPO) who put forward the existence of two crucial witness statements, which have not yet been communicated to the Portuguese authorities!

Several hundred witnesses have been interrogated since the day of Madeleine's disappearance, in Portugal by the PJ, but also in the United Kingdom, where the interrogations were carried out at several places in the country.

Selon la même source, au moins deux témoins ont mis directement en cause la responsabilité d’un membre du groupe des neuf britannique – connu comme les “Tapas 9” — dans la disparition de Maddie, mais le contenu de leurs déclarations n’a jamais été transmis aux autorités portugaises.

According to the same source, at least two witnesses have directly called into question the responsibility of a member of the group of nine British people - known as the, "Tapas 9" - in Maddie's disappearance, but the contents of their statements have never been sent to the Portuguese authorities.

“Il existe un circuit bien précis pour faire arriver l’information au Portugal et tout n’a pas fonctionné comme il était prévu, ou comme il serait normal de fonctionner dans un cas de coopération internationale,” affirme ce responsable soulignant que les diverses forces de police qui ont collaboré à l’enquête sur le sol britannique, en particulier dans le Leicertershire, ont été “dépassées” par les agissements de leur hiérarchie, victime à leur tour du rôle joué par le gouvernement.

Pour rappel, l’Association of Chief Police Officers (ACPO) et la police du Leicestershire, ont collaboré dans l’enquête des autorités portugaises, comme l’a confirmée Patricia Scotland, Ministre d'Etat et Attorney General pour l'Angleterre et le Pays de Galles.

"There is a very clear system for getting information to Portugal and it has not all worked as planned, or as it would normally work in a case of international co-operation," this officer stated, stressing that the various police forces who collaborated in the investigation on British soil, in particular in Leicestershire, were, "overtaken," by the actions of their superiors, victims in their turn to the role played by the government.

As a reminder, the Association of Chief Police Officers (ACPO) and the Leicestershire police, have collaborated in the investigations by the Portuguese authorities, as Patricia Scotland, Minister of State and Attorney General for England and Wales has confirmed.

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To be continued.

Making connections with the past.

I was thinking this morning of how memories are not stored as discrete chunks in our brains, but as endless links and circuits that take us off on other tracks, like looking up a reference on an A-Z, and finding the road continues on page 89, and leads to somewhere quite unexpected.

So, thinking about my fast track to Victoria and back, took me over the page on my mind map to Hereford, where I used to live. This was via speaking French and where I went to college, studied the language and visited a university in Normandy.

The above view of the old bridge reminds me of a friend whose house overlooked the river. It is also reminiscent of my first year in the city, before the new bridge was open, and this old bridge was the only route out of Hereford to the south. Walk south over this bridge and you come to the playing fields, where I spent many happy hours with my children, playing on the swings, splashing in the paddling pool, and learning to swim at the leisure centre.

Hereford's department store, Chadd's, where we used to go after school on Thursdays, and eat huge, sickly meringues, filled with fresh cream, on the way to my daughter's ballet class. My friend E. would whizz up to the school gate in her rattly mini, and three of us, our two daughters and I, would climb in and off we'd zoom for the weekly treats.

The Cider Museum at Bulmer's, Hereford. This was actually at the end of our road, but throughout 11 years that we lived there, we passed the front door and never went in, only exploring it in the week before we left the city. The Bulmer's building at the end of the road was quite tall, and during the cold weather of winter, the snow and ice did not disappear from our road or gardens, until the sun had risen over Bulmer's. In late summer, the smell of cider-making, that heavy, sweet smell, hung in the air, and clung like syrup to clothes, hair and washing on the lines.

I went to college in Hereford, where I studied French. The college subsequently closed and became a college of the Royal National Institute for the Blind. A beautiful old building. I recall a few good gigs there, especially the Curved Air evening, which was brilliant.

I have been back to hereford quite a few times since I left. The centre has become, like many town centres, populated by chain stores, and where the old market used to be there is a shopping mall, with more chain stores. Yet, it seems that the character of the city has not changed so much in itself. It has a veneer of being dragged into the plastic-wrapped 21st Century, but at its heart, it is still a market town, the centre of a thriving rural area and community.

Just to finish off this little trip through these pages of my mind map, an image from a Herefordshire village, that reminds me of how diverse and beautiful the county is. This is Credenhill church. Credenhill is a village, where old buildings like this beautiful church, sit comfortably close to modern semi-detached houses, and the RAF base. I went for a meal at a chip shop there once. Well, actually, it was in the restaurant next to the chippie, where an adjoining door brought the food to the tables. It was very much a surprise meal: a surprise for my birthday, and also a surprise in that the restaurant, owned and run by the owner of the chippie, served gourmet French food and tables had to be booked well in advance and could only be booked if one had been referred by an existing customer! Snobbery? Probably! But the food was exquisite and the experience of finding such a restaurant adjoining a chippie in a row of local shops, on a housing estate, served me well for some time as dinner conversation!

Well, this track did lead me to somewhere quite unexpected! From Victoria, to a French university, to the city of Hereford, to a chippie! Haven't been in a chippie for years, not since the time I came out with the warm bundles and found I had locked the car with the keys inside, but that, of course, leads down lots of other roads, which I don't have the time or inclination to explore today.