We continue to follow Abe and Ella’s new blog with some interest.
Not the actual blog bit, that’s about as exciting as a mashed-potato sandwich. It’s basically just a place where Abe can practice his primitive verbal skills, making up words like ‘masodomite’ and ranting about how he’s really not the problem, dammit!
He’s wrong of course. Abe is the whole problem, as this astute commenter points out (after Abe mumbles some more about ‘masodomites’, just skip that bit):
This one, for example, notes that “JC (Jean Clement) contacted the local authority and THEY began the investigation. You (Abe) claim you didn’t want the CPS involved or public scrutiny. when the police came round due to JC contacting them you didn’t initially let them enter. So you moan about the investigation, but it’s an investigation you didn’t even want. What was your plan?”
In what deranged universe would Abe and Ella truly believe that her children were being subjected to such ghastly horrors, being forced to murder babies, being raped multiple times per day, suffering terribly…and yet neither adult would want to contact the police? And would, in fact, refuse to speak to the police at first?
This takes us back to Finbarr’s revealing video of the conversation at Abe and Ella’s Hampstead house in early September: Abe was clearly freaked out at having come face to face with DC Steve Martin, whom he’d originally met when he was arrested for beating his older son. That conversation shows quite clearly that Abe would rather not have to deal with the police; his original plan was quite different:
This is the nub of the thing: it started with Ella not wanting the children to spend a weekend in Sheffield with their grandparents. What better way to put a stop to that than to than to claim that an innocent family visit would result in harm to the children?
Sadly, it’s not at all uncommon for one parent to make allegations of sexual abuse about another parent, to curtail access. Normally this kind of thing stays in the family court system, and doesn’t spill over into criminal court; but Abe just couldn’t resist adding his own special touches. A little ‘cult ritual’ here, a bit of ‘baby-murdering’ there, and the story began to grow legs of its own. Soon it was running circles around them all, and the lies grew ever wilder and more frantic, just to keep up.
Next thing they knew, instead of presenting their complaints to the Family courts, Abe and Ella found themselves under the scrutiny of the police, and that’s when it all started to go pear-shaped.
Like most liars, Abe is terrified to tell the truth now. It’s all grown too big; there’s far too much at stake. Instead, he sits in front of his computer in Spain, compulsively deleting anything that threatens to topple his insane house of cards.