On Tuesday while Neelu’s courtroom drama was playing out, another hearing was held at Southwark Crown Court, this one to determine whether Sabine McNeill’s trial date should be brought forward to August (as Angela has been claiming it already has).
We are most grateful to Wesley Hall for kindly posting Belinda’s summary of the hearing, as we weren’t able to attend.
Of course, despite an informative lede, Belinda was unable to resist rampant editorialising. She claimed that the fix was in, the whole thing had been pre-decided, and so forth, based on the fact that on the same day that the court made its decision, Belinda received a letter from an entirely different court (Westminster Mags) about the bail security money which she and Tracey Morris scrambled to raise on Sabine’s behalf.
But of course, in the mind of the troofer, there is no such thing as coincidence. [insert exaggerated eye-roll]
Sabine not present in court
Belinda reports that Sabine was not present “on account of being unwell”…though it seems that there was more to this than met the eye, as we shall learn: As it turned out, Sabine was not so much “unwell” as “not bloody feeling like going to court that day”.
We do wonder whether this has anything to do with Belinda’s previous reports about Sabine being unable to acquire certain necessities of life, such as Vaseline for her lips and bicarbonate of soda for her digestive issues.
Belinda makes a weak attempt to claim that her friend was saving tax-payers’ money by sulking in prison rather than attending her own hearing, but when viewed next to the expense of a several-months’ long remand followed by a three-week trial, a short van ride to and from court seems a rather paltry saving.
Apparently Belinda appreciates our brilliant genealogical research skillz, though, so that’s something. (Hint to Belinda: genealogy is a fascinating and educational hobby, and might yield you more enjoyment than mucking about in other people’s lives. Just a thought. Plus you have to admit, your family’s history is pretty interesting.)
‘They are wealthy enough to sue me for every penny I still possess’
As for the idea that those that the Hoaxtead mobsters have persecuted for the past three years could afford to sue her, let’s ask that another way: if the parents, teachers, social workers, police officers, and small business operators of Hampstead could have afforded to initiate lawsuits, why would they not have done so by now?
In fact, we don’t think we’re speaking out of turn if we reveal we’ve been told that the police advised the dozens of people who’d been attacked out of the blue to rely upon the police rather than attempt to launch lawsuits. We understand that they were informed that it would not only be less costly—an important consideration for the vast majority of the accused—but also more efficient.
Sadly, this proved not to be the case, at least for the first two years of the hoax. Instead of making arrests and laying charges of harassment, malicious communications, violations of court orders, and so forth, the police naïvely adopted a strategy of visiting the prime movers of the hoax and requesting nicely that they cease and desist.
This had approximately the same degree of effect as farting against thunder.
Belinda’s description of her own friendly police visit was apparently not atypical, though we must say that the detail about someone potentially “arranging an accident” for her sounds very much a post facto invention. Perhaps it was prompted by whatever tattered shreds of conscience remain to her? Hard to say.
Belinda writes that she told the visiting police officer:
“Tell those angry people I can’t retract my allegations as there are no allegations to retract! There may be suspicions but suspicions carry even less weight than unfounded or unsubstantiated allegations! And the reason for the suspicions is YOUR, X Police’s failure to carry out proper forensics in this case. THAT is why the suspicions still hang around and THAT is why the people battering away at you are angry, because YOU lot didn’t investigate, therefore THEIR names have not been cleared – they could be INNOCENT AS THE DRIVEN SNOW!” is more or less what I threw back at this beleaguered policeman, clearly dying to appease the 30 Very Angry People in order to be able to enjoy his summer holiday with some measure of peace-of-mind.
Was I supposed to feel sorry for this poor police officer and ease his mind by complying with his suggestion?? It was a really quite surreal situation as I had no doubt that the Angry People, some of whom had already spotted me in the street or in the children’s playground of my local park and had made a fearful scene! undoubtedly frightening any children within range, were Very Angry Indeed so I could well imagine what this hapless police officer could have been going through and I did feel stirrings of sympathy for him at the time… just hope PS you did manage to switch off from the nightmare and enjoy your holiday!
“30 Very Angry People”? But not a paragraph before, didn’t Belinda note that there were “some 70–80 aggrieved people”?
Perhaps, as her claims of fearing for her life grow, her recollection of the number of people whose lives she’d helped damage shrank.
And split hairs as she might after the fact, on various occasions Belinda did claim that those 70–80 people, along with RD, had committed some very foul crimes against their own children. If she’d like, we can provide her with chapter and verse. (Perhaps she could relay the request through Wesley?)
As for the angry people who spotted her in the street or in the park, we have heard about the 2015 incident, and find it shocking that Belinda would be surprised at the reception she received. We thought the parent in question was quite restrained, in the circumstances.
Perhaps if Belinda doesn’t want her grandchildren frightened and her own children embarrassed in public by irate people who’ve had their families, careers, and peace of mind destroyed by her and her followers’ lies and machinations, she might wish to rethink the entire “let’s start a Satanic ritual abuse hoax” scenario, and keep her well-manicured fingers out of other people’s lives.
As we say, genealogy can be a very fulfilling hobby.