Women’s support groups were jubilant yesterday after a 38 year old London woman was allowed to walk free from court, despite being found guilty of murdering her husband, in what was described in court as: “a frenzied and sustained attack” with an axe in June 2015..
During the six weeks trial, the court heard how Mrs Mary Terry from Whitechapel in East London, was close to the onset of her menstrual cycle at the time of the murder. The court was then told how she had been subjected, to what her barrister described as, “a sickening catalogue of abuse” at the hands of her 45 year old chartered accountant husband of 18 years, Miles.
A number of female jurors wept openly as defending counsel, Penelope Barrington-James QC, described how, during their marriage, Mr Terry had repeatedly made a slight squeaking noise on the lino with his wet shoes after taking the bins out in the rain; had once left a trace of tomato sauce on a plate he had supposedly washed up; and how – only 3 weeks into their marriage – he had mistakenly put a knife in the fork drawer.
The court then heard how, on the night of the murder, Mr Terry began whistling while hoovering an upstairs bedroom. Mrs Terry then went out to the garden shed from where she took an axe which she used to decapitate and then butcher Mr Terry as he was kneeling down to hoover under the bed.
Following the guilty verdict, Mrs Justice Ann Francombe, presiding, handed down a conditional discharge, citing: “extreme provocation and an unacceptable and horrendous level of spousal abuse” in her summing up.
Outside the court, a clearly annoyed Mrs Terry spoke briefly to waiting reporters: “I’m just relieved this ordeal is now over and I can get on with my life. My husband wasn’t an inherently bad man but he definitely had it coming, the unfeeling bastard”
She then snipped off the tie of a nearby police officer and knocked off his helmet before getting into a taxi with a reporter from a Sunday newspaper.
January 29, 2016 at 12:59 pm
A knife in the fork drawer! The husband was clearly asking for it.
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January 29, 2016 at 1:01 pm
Absolutely, Bun! Justice was clearly served on this occasion and it’s heartening to see.
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January 29, 2016 at 1:04 pm
I would say that it warms the cockles of my heart, but I’m afraid you’d take umbridge being that you’re a whelk.
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January 29, 2016 at 1:27 pm
For God’s sake Bun! Stop accusing me of being shellfish!
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January 29, 2016 at 2:02 pm
I’m sorry about that. You won’t be able to winkle another shellfish-related word from me.
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January 29, 2016 at 2:47 pm
Reblogged this on mikesteeden and commented:
This one from a new blog made both my wife and I chuckle more than a little. Do check them out on;
https://thewhelkwordpresscom.wordpress.com/
There is a link to their Facebook page there also
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January 29, 2016 at 5:38 pm
Thanks Mike. Much appreciated old horse 🙂
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January 29, 2016 at 7:24 pm
It is what it is all about – no need for thanks Lionel
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January 29, 2016 at 2:56 pm
My kinda woman. Do you know what this does for women everywhere? Well, let’s just say I’ll be sharpening my knives the next time I find his underwear under the coffee table.
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January 29, 2016 at 5:26 pm
I’m telling! 🙂
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January 29, 2016 at 2:59 pm
Thank God the judge didn’t clear his throat. Things like that trip up a girl.
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January 29, 2016 at 5:28 pm
Thank God he didn’t trip her up is all I can say 😀
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January 29, 2016 at 3:02 pm
This was so hilarious yet so terribly naughty of you to make merry of our hormonal imbalances 😀
I loved its dark humour
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January 29, 2016 at 5:31 pm
In actual fact, I didn’t want to write this one. Our sports correspondent told me that if I didn’t come up with something funny she’d shove her Evening Primrose tablets where the sun don’t shine 😦
Thank you for your kind appraisal. Much appreciated.
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January 29, 2016 at 6:52 pm
Lol, your sports correspondent must have been having one of those blessed moments 😀
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January 29, 2016 at 4:22 pm
I only whack the hubby with a pan — but this is? This is plausible. Hmmm.. you got me thinking now woman.
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January 29, 2016 at 5:35 pm
I understand where you’re coming from but I’d hate to be responsible for your hubby’s grisly murder. Can’t you just use a heavier pan? My wife swears by a cast iron skillet. 😀
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January 30, 2016 at 2:05 am
Had to get rid of it – got skewwiff from the last time!
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January 30, 2016 at 4:22 am
Skewiff eh? Are you a heavy drinker perchance? If so,here could be a glittering future ahead for you as a satirist 😀
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January 30, 2016 at 4:34 pm
As a matter of fact, yes – prefers Adam’s ale anytime 😉
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January 30, 2016 at 6:20 pm
Very wise! No Sunday morning hangover and no bar tab from Adam either. 😀
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January 29, 2016 at 9:42 pm
I’ve made that squeaking noise…
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January 30, 2016 at 4:11 am
I don’t know if you’re aware of this Dan, but…she’s behind yooooooooou 🙂
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January 30, 2016 at 11:40 am
Ha ha. I showed her this post. She said “I’d let her go”
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January 29, 2016 at 10:21 pm
Great story! I bet this copycat crime is based on the famous Henschke case in which Doris accidentally shot her husband Cyril. Doris got off too. http://justinianarchive.com/1309-article
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January 30, 2016 at 4:15 am
Nope, it was actually based on my own murder. My wife ran me over with a spiked steamroller after I’d “stroked the cat too noisily” during a particularly heavy flow on her part. Fortunately, it was what she would have wanted. Glad you enjoyed the story and thank you very much for following our ridiculous blog 🙂
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January 29, 2016 at 10:32 pm
Justice done, at last!
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January 30, 2016 at 4:19 am
Indeed. Personally, I’d have given her 500 quid out of the public purse. Think of all the weaponry she could buy with that! 🙂
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January 31, 2016 at 4:13 pm
Miles had it coming! 😀
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January 31, 2016 at 4:59 pm
Oooh you’re a heartless one considering your name 🙂
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January 31, 2016 at 5:36 pm
haha! Poor Miles.
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February 11, 2016 at 12:31 pm
Delightful. I thought she should get off simp[ly from looking at the picture. A trial didn’t seem necessary.
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February 11, 2016 at 1:01 pm
I had to quickly check on the picture that we used for that one Hugh, and I have to say, you’re absolutely right old chap! Innocence and bonhomie simply exudes from the lady 😀
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February 20, 2016 at 4:46 pm
He as asking for. She shouldn’t have let it get that far! Reblogging.
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February 20, 2016 at 4:47 pm
Reblogged this on Nutsrok and commented:
Reblogged from Whitechapel Whelk.
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February 20, 2016 at 9:40 pm
A knife in the fork drawer? I’ve made that mistake myself. OUCH! No. Him. Not me. Pleeeese. H.e.l.p.
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February 21, 2016 at 5:34 am
Don’t go asking me to take sides now! Waaaay too dangerous! Thanks for stopping by though!
Phew, I think I got out of that one ok folks.
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February 21, 2016 at 11:39 pm
😀 😀 😀
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February 21, 2016 at 1:26 pm
I needed ridiculous today, and BOYOBOY did you deliver! I have no cash, but please accept my virtual “hearty handshake”!
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February 21, 2016 at 4:43 pm
I have no hands, but please accept this virtual cheque for 1 million pounds.
I’m glad we “delivered” That will be one million pounds + postage please.
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March 1, 2016 at 1:45 pm
When will men learn not to taunt us by whistling while doing the drudge work. Obviously he was asking for it.
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March 1, 2016 at 5:55 pm
I couldn’t agree more! I’m ashamed of my own gender sometimes, I really am. 😀
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