When the actual ride happened, it was pretty brutal, but I think Alice would have really approved of the camaraderie and especially the drinking in the bar at the end of each day.
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… most difficult of all are my thoughts of life before Alice was murdered. Because everything that happened before that day led us to the point where she was murdered.
The reality is that having survived the trauma of losing a daughter, I find myself having to face up to asking for funds to help prevent it happening to others.
Our fundraising cyclists have ridden across England, Scotland, Ireland (once virtually and once for real)—and now it’s time for Wales!
it was important to keep Alice’s name alive. It was inconceivable that such zest for life and vitality would simply disappear
Family liaison officers are amazing people. They are absolutely essential if your daughter has been murdered, because you need someone to ask all those unimaginable questions.
In the early days, most people just gave me a hug. I didn’t have to speak and I could avoid crying. But then people needed to talk to me about Alice, about what to do with her stuff, arrangements for her funeral and mundane, but hugely distressing administration tasks. I discovered that if I felt emotional, I could avoid crying by just stopping what I was saying, usually mid-sentence. In those early days there were a lot of silent pauses. I think my friends got used to it.
