Scenes from a Teenage Killing

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I was there on the spot when it happened, right here.

Just nothing I could do to help him.

-Reporters have said it's a gang war. It wasn't.

-It's nothing like that.

If it was a gang war, why did two people get hurt?

It would be a lot more than two people getting hurt.

"A teenager was stabbed to death in an orgy of violence

"and regulars clashed with a gang of thugs outside a pub.

"Shevon Wilson, 17, collapsed in a pool of blood

"as around 30 young men brawled

"in a tough area of Bristol yesterday."

There's some hostility about because that's where it happened. It happened outside that pub.

The person that done it come out from that pub. So, obviously, people are not happy about it.

The police are taking the piss. They're standing out here

all the time, mocking us, they want us to do something. They want the excuse.

"Crazed attackers, some barely teenagers, grabbed bricks and bicycle parts to batter each other.

"Locals blame the violence on a gang known as the Speedwell Crew

"or the Top Lot, who entered The World's End pub looking for trouble."

The first article that I read in the paper said that 30 youths come down to this pub,

hooded up, basically looking for trouble, when that didn't happen. You know what I'm saying?

"It is believed regulars then fought back

"and a mass battle sprawled outside."

If I wasn't there and I just read the paper, I woke up on Saturday morning and I read the paper,

you get what I'm saying, and I just heard that, I would think, yeah, well, OK, it was a big fight.

It was a big fight and yeah, he got stabbed, well, they shouldn't have been fighting,

or something like that. That's what I would think.

You get what I'm saying? If I wasn't there. But I was there, innit.

"After being stabbed, Shevon was rushed to hospital,

"but he later died from his wounds."

Just makes me feel shame, like...

Like, we're the bad ones, if you know what I mean.

Everything's just put on us, just because we're a group of mates

who hang around up by a local shop, wearing hoodies.

-Police...

-From my point of view, investigating murder, and my team,

what generally comes across is that there's never a reason for why these things happen.

Erm, I think we've dealt with about nine murders in the last 12 months,

and if you watch the cop shows on TV and everyone's talking about motive, you need motive, what's the motive?

None of the jobs I've dealt with have had any kind of motive whatsoever. They've all been over stupid things.

This stair and this stair had, like, two huge pools of blood on them.

It looks like, basically, it's a drag mark and then a step down

and there's blood in the shoe and it's sort of spattered out.

If there are difficult questions,

then we do have to face them head-on.

Yeah. Need to be keen to stress that it's not organised crime.

They're groups of lads, they're not gangs.

The victim isn't known to us, full stop.

The cause of death in the PM yesterday, there's three causes which all follow on from each other.

The main cause of death is multi-organ failure,

which was caused by hypovolemic shock,

which is essentially blood loss.

The stab wound is between nine and 11 centimetres deep.

-OK.

-And it's an angle upwards and inwards. It's about there.

-Slightly up and slightly pointed to the inside of the body.

-Right.

Single wound, that took out both his femoral artery and femoral vein.

According to the pathologist, essentially he was dead as soon as it happened.

-There was no chance of him surviving.

-Right.

-Huge blood loss.

There was some blood on the door here.

Any of the green arrows are blood swabs that we've taken.

The red arrows on the floor are footwear marks in blood.

This room is surprisingly tidy, compared to how we found it.

The television table had been upturned with the television on the floor, which is damaged.

The vase had been thrown.

This weekend was the end of Ramadan, which is fasting, and the start of the Eid festival.

And as a result, traditionally, the young Asian lads go out celebrating.

And on Sunday night, a group of lads from Bolton

and a group of lads from the Oldham/Bradford area

have all ended up in town celebrating Eid in Manchester city centre.

By coincidence, they all end up staying in Victoria Buildings.

It's not a hotel, it's more like serviced apartments, but they do rent them out on a nightly basis.

As the night goes on, there starts to develop a bit of tension

between the two groups, and we don't know why exactly.

At which point, there's a massive fight.

23 is completely trashed, and eventually, there's a bit of hand-to-hand combat, if you like.

And at the front of that hand-to-hand appears to be our victim, Zhen.

And at some stage in that melee, he receives a stab wound.

We know from the suspect accounts that he is stabbed by a man who comes out of that bedroom there.

And there is some blood there, albeit not a great deal.

We also believe that Zhen manages to walk.

-So we assume that he gets to the door here and this blood here is probably Zhen's.

-Yeah.

-The next bit is his four friends, carrying Zhen out.

-And they're obviously struggling.

They drop him a couple of times and that's probably why the blood is on the carpet everywhere.

-The next people you see come down now are the other contingent.

-The Oldham lads.

-Yeah.

So, if we go through these slowly... He's got a bottle in his right hand.

Bottle in his right hand. Bottle in his right hand. Stick.

Don't think anything at all. Stick. And this lad here, he's got a bottle in his left hand

and in his right hand, you see a glint, which I think is a knife. But if I show you that slowly...

There. Just see that glint then? There. About the size of a knife.

Now, this knife block is similar to the one that's been recovered out of 39,

minus that.

There's two knives been found in the bedroom at 23.

One of them fits the wound,

according to the vascular surgeon that repaired Zhen's leg, and also the pathologist.

That's his friends who brought him out the building, they're now trying

to give him CPR and trying to stop the blood flow.

Zhen's family speak about him as this sort of glowing light in their lives.

Educated, bright young man. He's 18 years old, you know.

He's at the start of his life. Loads of people in Bolton knew him as this

bright, bubbly kid that was always happy and that had loads of friends.

-So they know he's dying, don't they?

-Yeah.

Going back to the scene on the Monday morning when the cops arrive, they're met by a real chaotic mess.

They see a lot of young Asian lads, a lot of them agitated.

Some have got tops on, some haven't. Some with blood, some with injuries.

And they make the decision to lock everybody up for violent disorder.

And from the accounts, there are at least two of the suspects have described

a man who was fighting with Zhen in room 23.

And he's described - quite a distinctive lad -

over six feet tall with an unusual beard and heavy build.

So he is called Shahab Rahim.

We have four key witnesses now who saw Rahim fighting with Zhen at the time he was stabbed,

and if they'd been sober at the time and if they hadn't been arrested, it would be a clear case.

Unfortunately, they weren't sober, and they were arrested, so it makes it more difficult for us.

-Are you fit and well?

-Yes.

-Any injuries?

-No.

-Any medication?

-No.

-Drugs problems?

-No.

-Mental health problems?

-No.

-Ever tried to hurt yourself?

-No.

He presents as an intelligent, softly-spoken, polite guy.

But the evidence, even at this stage, against him, I feel, is quite strong.

Can you see that male there, Shahab?

-No comment.

-Is that you?

-No comment.

You've got Zhen's blood on your right shoulder,

-can you explain to me how that got to be on your T-shirt?

-No comment.

-How has that happened?

-No comment.

Sometimes you get away with no comment if the police evidence is a bit thin,

and sometimes they ask, "Have you got a statement?"

We say, "We're not telling you," and that generally means we haven't.

But we've got these four statements, we've got this blood, we've got CCTV.

We've got the knife from the room you were in

and you already told us you were in the room. That's a lot of evidence.

All you can do is look at me and say no comment,

-and that ain't good enough, is it?

-No comment.

Bearing in mind this is a murder inquiry - I think you stabbed Zhen.

I think you murdered Zhen Asghar, what do you think of that?

No comment.

I do feel that we're looking at the right person here.

And I think a dispute over something as simple as a £20 note or a CD,

I think, from what's coming out of the other interviews, could have started this situation.

The phrase being used was "being disrespected".

It's a common term amongst kids, isn't it?

And I think it comes from the States, as in dissing somebody.

That, ultimately, it would appear, is the reason that Zhen has been killed.

There's a lot of talk of gangs generally throughout the public now.

It's quite a trendy thing to talk about.

From a police point of view, we don't refer to them as gangs, we refer to them as organised crime groups.

Some people refer to gangs as a group of lads that hang around together,

and if that's the truth, then we were all in a gang as kids.

That's not what this is about.

'Good evening to you from Points West.

'A 17-year-old boy who was stabbed to death in Bristol early yesterday morning has been named by police.

'Shevon Wilson was fatally wounded in the chest during a fight outside The World's End pub in St George...'

Well, I was angry all the time because someone had murdered my brother.

The pub was open still and people were still going in and out of the pub,

almost as though nothing had happened, as though, you know, someone hadn't been murdered.

And I think if the pub had been closed, it would have shown

some sort of respect for what had happened outside the pub.

Did you think of closing the pub afterwards or shutting the pub down for a few days?

No way. No. Goodness gracious! Why should we let it affect all the other customers who use the pub?

-It was nothing to do with the pub.

-It was nothing to do with the pub.

How could that happen outside your pub the night before and you don't even shut your doors?

He should have paid respect and closed that pub.

If I closed, it's just a closed door.

But if I'm there, people can ask what the hell went on.

I was there to tell them.

There was a lot of hostility between the locals in the pub and my brother's friends.

They were sat on one side of the road, the locals were on the other side of the road

coming in and out of the pub, and it was just a very tense atmosphere,

and it wasn't needed at that time.

The guy who stabbed him or killed him, that's his uncle whose pub it is.

So they're all family.

Half of the shit what was written in the paper, all the lies, was because of them.

They were blaming us, saying that the attacker was our nephew, for a start-off, which he wasn't.

And, er, it was just our fault.

No rhyme, no reason to it. Nothing.

Couldn't make head or tail of it half the time.

They just needed somebody to blame.

It was like The Birds.

-All in their black hoodies, looking around like that.

-The Birds?

-The film.

-The Birds, you know.

I thought something was going to happen,

to be honest, because there was a lot of angry people, just thinking,

why it happened. Why, like, you know what I mean?

And you just couldn't stand looking at anyone who come from that pub.

So I think eventually that's why the decision was made to have a bench,

and move the flowers and things up into Meadow Vale opposite the shops,

where they could kind of go and pay their respects without any problems or any hostility.

How important is this shrine, is this place now to you?

This is very important. If anybody come up here and disrespected it, I will go mad.

-Then there'll be something in the paper about that.

-Yeah, that would be summat to write about.

That's when you can come out saying that we started this shit.

At the end of the day, my brethren got murdered.

-He's an innocent guy, yeah? He doesn't deserve this shit, yeah?

-Don't worry. Don't get emotional.

So, I'm just saying, anyone want to disrespect anything you see here, yeah, anyone wants to disrespect it,

then that's when the papers can have the excuse

-to start writing shit about us.

-That's when they can write what they writ.

They were under the impression, the youngsters,

that I'd sold a story, you know, to the News of the World.

One of them turned round, I just remember this - "How much did you get paid for it?"

There's no way I got paid for anything.

Nobody's even spoken to me from the News of the World.

"A teenager was stabbed to death in an orgy of violence

"and regulars clashed with a gang of thugs outside a pub."

-We're not even a gang, we're friends, and even then, we don't look...

-It's just the way we dress.

Friends... We call our friends family.

Just because certain kids is unified, d'you get me?

Just because there is unity in this community, people see it as a gang.

But it's not that. And I hear people saying it.

-Why do they say it, do you think?

-Because they're mentally not on the same level, you get me?

They're mentally circumcised in their intellect.

"The locals blame the violence on a gang known as the Speedwell Crew

"or the Top Lot, who entered The World's End pub looking for trouble."

And they're putting shit in the paper about a gang from Speedwell,

also known as the Top Lot. I don't know where that come from.

I think during the initial reporting, they felt

they were misrepresented in the press - that it was a gang, that...

They were in a gang, there was a whole gang of them.

There was nobody else here, love. Nobody!

Have you read The News of the World?

Erm, they were misrepresented.

Er, they didn't come in the pub looking for trouble.

There was no fight in the pub.

There was no fight outside.

Now, I cannot get that retracted.

-Is that a young man?

-No.

-It's not. He's not here at the moment.

That means he's in there, or the family are viewing.

This is Abdul Karim here.

I've worked here five, nearly six years, and a murder would come along now and then, a murder case.

In the last two years, it has been horrific,

and we're a small, small undertaker.

I'm so sorry that you've had to lose a friend like this.

-Are you OK, sister?

-Yeah, I'm fine.

-It's all right, don't worry. It's natural.

I don't know how, if I was your age, how to cope.

I've never experienced this. How did you know him, was he a friend, a school friend?

We went to school together, he lived on my estate. We saw him every day.

-So you've known him quite a few years.

-Yeah.

But in a generation sort of thing, like,

it's a thing that happens every day, so... it's corrupted, like.

Maybe 20 or 30 years ago, like, it wasn't as bad as this,

but because it's something that we see every day,

you just get used to it, kind of - well, not used to it, but...

-You learn how to deal with it, I think.

-Yeah, definitely.

-How old are you guys?

-16.

Wow. So you've got the whole of your life ahead of you.

-But you never know when it's going to go.

-Yeah, definitely.

As a Muslim, we are ready to go and thank God,

because our religion says,

whatever happen to you, it says, you have to thank God...

..because He has decided.

And I thank God, of course, but...

But I still miss him so much.

God has a good reason for all these people passing.

I don't know what that is, I couldn't even fathom what it is.

You have to believe, though, that everything that happens on earth is down to God's will.

So although it's really hard, we ask you please, don't let your tears fall

on his coffin cloth, because that would make the washing null and void.

And also, talk to him, because he can hear everything - but say nice things to him.

If you're all crying and screaming and waling, he can hear that and imagine how he feels.

Part of my religion, we are not allowed to cry a lot,

because...

..we say you are hurting your child.

He is not going to be comfortable.

So...

I hope God is not going to punish me for this, but...

..I cry. I know it's bad for my son but I cannot help it.

At night-time, sometimes, I wear my son's clothes and go out and walk.

Like I feel no-one is going to see me when I cry or scream.

I wear his clothes every day, every single day.

I cannot take his clothes off.

I felt like I was blessed to know him. He wasn't a...

He had his head screwed on.

Like, most boys these days, out of all of them, he was one of the good ones.

He knew what he... He wanted something out of life.

He wanted to go somewhere. He wanted to go places.

Is the first time that a friend of yours has been killed?

No, I've had three friend killed.

And this is the second one in my year from my school.

HE SPEAKS ARABIC

One by one. Give some to somebody else, please, because that is full. That's it.

Over here, fill up this side, please.

-So how long you been here, Jibbs?

-Me?

-Yeah.

All night.

-All night.

-All night.

-Everyone was out all night?

-Yeah.

Yeah.

No sleep, look at me.

-What about you, Kamari, you out all night?

-Yeah.

What was it like?

Tiring.

-Tiring?

-Yeah.

-I saw there was a tent up there - whose is the tent?

-I slept in it.

I don't know, I just woke up in it.

I'm here every night.

-Why's that?

-Cos I should.

If you're walking down the road and there's half a dozen, three or four or whatever...

-Even you would cross over!

-..hoodies on that side of the road,

you're intimidated, and that's how I would describe them.

They're very intimidating, they know they are.

And they love it. They love it.

I think, erm,

a few of the neighbours had said that sometimes they found the group quite intimidating,

but I mean Shevon was always the kind of guy that if somebody was walking down the street,

you know, and their group of friends was blocking the pavement, he would

always say, "Come on, guys, move out the way, you know, somebody's trying to walk past."

And they'd listen to him, and they'd move. So he always considered, you know, what was going on around him.

You got some scars, haven't you, Jibbs?

Yeah.

Got scars.

That one.

I got stabbed in my belly and they had to cut me open and

stitch up my bowels, because they punctured my bowels and that.

And then on my back, innit.

Hit my spinal cord and punctured like the bag, the fluid bag that goes from your spine to your brain.

So I couldn't sit up or nothing for week and a half.

Couldn't move, nothing.

They said I could be paralysed.

Punctured my lungs, scars under my chin there.

-What was that over?

-Wrong place, wrong time.

What's this game, Kam?

Call Of Duty.

Oh, my...

What's the purpose of the game?

Merk everyone. Oh, see. Merk them.

-What?

-Merk them.

-Merked.

-What's that?

Got killed.

Ooh, merked him.

It's just a word, innit?

Merk. Murdered. Killed.

Every day, I play. That's what makes me think of Shev.

Every day, turn that on, Shev would be on it.

It'd say "Wilson 909", cos we used to play online.

-And how long has it been now?

-Three weeks today.

Every Friday, man. I just think about it every Friday, innit?

On Monday it's his funeral, innit?

-Funeral?

-Yeah.

Gonna be a massive funeral. Too much people, like.

He was so kind. People love him.

Don't understand, man.

Not been to a funeral of a young person?

No... No.

COMPUTER GAME BLARES

We did go to the graveyard,

cos I wanted to see where he was buried, so we seen it.

Do you know that other part, not that part, the bottom part?

About, on the bottom row, about one, two, three, four, the fourth one,

this way, that was his grave.

Mam, when Ian got killed, he got stabbed seven times.

One on his heart, one there,

three, four, five, six, seven.

How do you know that he got stabbed in those places and that many times?

Cos I know that somebody told me they got stabbed seven times.

You told me that.

I haven't told you he got stabbed seven times.

I don't know how many times he got stabbed.

Maya told me, when she lived next door.

Even though we didn't know Ian at all, it worried me that he was just accepting that this was

a normal thing to happen, and I think because there was so much violence in the area, so many violent fights that

went on, and that he was aware of and that he could hear, he just thought it was just another incident.

When Ellie and me are asleep, we always look out the bedroom window.

She always does this.

See if there's any like naughty kids outside, isn't it, Ben?

To see what they're doing.

I think if Ian had lived, I'd have been really, really glad that I'd gone out,

but because he died anyway at the scene,

I wish now that I hadn't heard anything and we still sat in that front room and watched telly.

I always wish that.

Myself and my children were sitting in the front room of our house.

I remember we were watching Britain's Got Talent, because its Ben's favourite.

My sister's friend went upstairs and then she saw loads of people,

like a big group of people, in the back alley out the window.

So she ran down and had a look and we all followed her,

and then my mam came out to tell us to come back in, but then someone shouted, "He's been stabbed."

She ran out with a tea towel and said, "Move out the way, cos I'm a nurse."

I can't remember anything else.

I recognised somebody that I knew in the crowd.

He lived over the road from me.

And I asked him to help me to put the towel over the wound

and apply pressure, whilst I did CPR, because I realised at that point that he'd stopped breathing.

After he'd been stabbed, Ellie said he'd been took to hospital and died in hospital.

Fortunately, afterwards I found out that Ben had stayed in the house watching Britain's Got Talent,

so the first he knew of it was when I came back in the house and I was covered in blood.

I was just devastated when I found out how young he was.

I can, to this day, remember his mam

screaming and crying.

My mam got asked to go to court for a witness and then

all the teenagers on the street just started calling my mam a grass

for talking to the police about what she saw.

And then they were threatening to, like, set our house on fire.

There've been lots of incidents where maybe 16 youths would be in my garden refusing to leave.

And then one day three of them came to my front gate and told me that

they were going to take my little boy, Ben, and basically they were going to rape him.

There were direct threats on many occasions about me giving evidence at court.

Even though I actually hadn't witnessed the murder, I had witnessed

things before and after of the use of weapons.

But I knew that I couldn't give evidence and carry on

living there, because it was too dangerous and I was frightened.

That one. This one that I'm standing on. When all that's moved, all this bit

is going to be my room.

Do you like the new place better than the old house?

I miss my old house, that's the best one.

Our stuff was in boxes for about 16 weeks and the police said they would help us.

They got in touch with the housing association and told them that they wanted us moving within the week.

16 weeks later we were still there.

So I found us somewhere to live.

It's not an ideal flat at all, but it was better than where we were.

This is the toilet. And then...

This is the shower in here.

We've got the kitchen sink,

but then for, like, brushing our teeth and that it's in the front room.

-There.

-And that's the only sink in the house apart from the kitchen one?

-Yeah.

-And that's in your bedroom?

Yeah.

DANCE MUSIC PLAYS

What's that noise?

Just music from people playing it upstairs.

I've told them to shut up about a million and 164 million times.

-Is it like that all the time?

-I don't know.

Well, it has been like all the day, mainly.

Yeah.

The house is a bit backside first and...unorthodox, I suppose.

I mean, there's no gas central heating,

so we've got some oil-filled radiators,

-so we'll have heat, but it's OK, isn't it, Ellie?

-Yeah.

Yeah.

Just do things bit by bit.

My mam went to court as a witness and the family that it happened to, like the boy that got murdered,

they were really thankful for my mum for going into court, cos she didn't have to.

I'd never met his mum before,

and she just gave me a hug, and so did his younger brother,

and just said, "Thank you so much for coming and giving evidence."

And I just thought, yeah, it is worth it. It is.

I just hope that somebody would do it if it was one of my children.

So what if it was you, or you saw somebody injured in the street like that?

I would just automatically call an ambulance, because I wouldn't want to get

involved with it too much, because I've learnt from when my mum got involved with it.

I don't think that it clicked in straight away.

I said, "No way can this be true."

And then, obviously, as time goes on and stuff, it gets more real.

At the funeral, it got real.

Like, seeing all your friends all suited up, it should be for a wedding, not a funeral.

Purple, that was his favourite colour, wasn't it?

I used to say to him,

like, "Why do you like purple?

"That's a girlie colour." But he's like, "No, that's my colour."

It's always been his colour.

It was a no-win situation, really.

If I went to the funeral, it was, "What's he doing there?"

You know? If I didn't go, it's,

"Huh, couldn't give a damn. Couldn't care less," you know?

So why did you go?

To show my respect.

For his family.

I've got nothing to hide.

Got no axe to grind.

As a kid, what do you know about Shevon?

Until I saw his picture in the papers, I didn't know who he was.

He was always quite quiet.

Very shy. And me and my sister, we used to tease him all the time.

I think out of his friends sometimes he was quite a positive role model, and it definitely shows that in

some of the tributes that they wrote once he passed away, that they looked up to him, I think.

I don't know, someone would say, "Oh, I've seen a car down there and the door's open, blah di blah."

Some of them would be like, "Yeah, come on, let's go,"

but he would've been one of them to say, "No, I can't be bothered with that shit."

Just the same as me and a couple of the others.

He was basically setting his life up good, cos he had a moped

and his apprenticeship that would've led to good money.

He used to talk about it all the time, like working on the coaches, working on buses,

and he actually liked it.

All I got is good memories, and they'll always live with me.

Always.

Like, I'll never forget the time over the park when we were playing

football and he said to me, "I bet you I'll volley this ball

"over there all the way to hit the crossbar,"

and I said, "You're not doing that first time,"

and he's like, "Do you wanna bet?"

So I flicked the ball to him, flicked up to him, and he just whacked it, and it went... Hit the crossbar.

I was like, "Never!" He's running round the park like, "Yeah!"

I was just laughing my head off.

I was like, "You could never do that again in a million years."

David's the chunky one.

-He's the one kneeling with his nappy on.

-In the pool.

He gets clobbered in a minute.

This is when we realised there was something wrong with David.

He wasn't interacting like the other kids and he wouldn't necessarily talk to you.

He'd squeal at you.

But different squeals meant different things to him.

Right, you'll see his special wave now. See it?

Oh, bless him, look at him.

That's when he wanted something.

I'd say when he started school, when he were five...

..that's when I really noticed it,

cos it was a nightmare.

At the beginning it was bad behaviour, bad parenting.

Then they realised that it was nothing to do with that,

it was something to do with David, so we had to go to Westcotes House and he had to be monitored.

And they were the ones who said autistic spectrum disorder, but they weren't sure which one it was.

He used to come and go, "They're calling me half a brain again, Mum."

They used to go like that to him. Half a brain.

I mean, he hardly ever went out, did he?

I think about three times he went out.

After the third attempt was obviously when he got killed.

How long's it been now since David died?

Eight weeks yesterday.

So it's just dragging on.

-Dragging on?

-Well, yeah, because obviously they've still not released his body.

First impressions I saw, it's a stabbing.

I turned him and there was nothing there.

I just couldn't understand it.

Every day is a struggle for me.

I don't sleep at night now.

I don't sleep whatsoever.

I can't sleep, because all I can see is my boy on the floor.

HE SOBS

I just want my boy back.

Heidi? Have you got a second?

-Have you got some diazepam, please?

-Yeah.

I just wish I could turn me head off.

You have to calm yourself down, cos you won't let your kids see you like that.

I know. That's right.

You'll have to go in the other room and sort yourself out.

-Don't let the kids see you, please.

-I know. I can't help it, though.

Do you want a drink of water?

Please.

'Clive, he's completely switched off.'

He can't cope with it at all.

He's getting bad nightmares.

He's getting flashbacks of what happened down there.

He really needs to speak to someone, to be honest with you.

Thank you.

How about you?

I don't really know what I need or what I want.

I'm just confused, I think, with all what's going on.

It's a new situation. You don't know what to do, do you?

I've never been here before. I don't know.

So I haven't got a clue.

All I know is these boys have been bailed.

They've got no bail conditions set against them, so they can come and go as they please.

-How do you feel about that?

-Angry.

So what happens now?

I'm waiting on the police to get back to me to see what's happening there.

Obviously, I'm waiting for the coroner to release his body.

So it's just a waiting game, really.

Waiting by the phone or me door to knock, so I know some more, to be honest with you.

I initially got told it'd be 10 to 12 weeks before David would be released.

10 or 12 weeks went.

Then I got told there needed to be another autopsy

and I actually had a go at the family liaison officer,

accused her of lying to me about how long it was going to take.

She made a few phone calls and come down to my house, and she says,

"We can actually give you David, if you want him."

I'm like, "Fine, fine. When are you going to release him?"

She goes, "That's the thing.

"We can release him, but we can't release his brain."

And I was like, "You're having a laugh."

I says, "No, my son comes complete with me.

"I'm not having him incomplete."

So when I finally got the phone call that they were releasing David,

that was why it was so traumatic.

How long had they kept him for?

Seven and half months.

-Seven and a half months you've been waiting?

-Yeah. Yeah.

So, from... Yeah, seven and half now, today.

Were you given any reason why they kept him for so long?

Because of all the medical tests they needed to do.

But why did that take so long?

Because, in total, he had to have three autopsies and postmortems.

Do you think this day will make a difference for you as a family now?

I think it's more accepting it.

To be honest with you, I think it's more about accepting it's happened and he has gone,

because it doesn't feel real.

Maybe this is what we need, you know, to wake us up a bit, I think.

Oh, my God. Look at you.

How are you?

TEARFULLY: Better for seeing you.

I'm still not coping with everyone around me, though.

I'm afraid you're going to have to, for today.

Will you be all right with that?

Yeah, that'll be fine.

Oh...for God's sake.

-I can't look at the car.

-Take a deep breath.

-I have done.

-You'll be fine.

-It's all right.

Come on, then, Clive.

It's the last thing he needs us to do for him.

Right, this is Billy, David's friend.

Would you look after him, because I'm going to put him in your car with you, OK?

Stay with Lyn and Bob.

Lyn, Bob, Kirsty, Simon and Billy,

all in the third car.

-What would be justice for you?

-They're punished for it.

What kind of punishment?

Prison.

Anything. Just to prove that they did do it, and then I can grieve for me son, then.

-Because you don't think you have yet?

-I haven't even started.

It was a long, hot, warm night.

It was quite a busy night. Then I noticed there was a few that I didn't really know.

We had some young people come in to play round the pool table.

My grandad was on his perch, if you like, and he asked them for ID,

and because not all of them had ID, he said they couldn't come in.

So I said, "Well, look, it's my license, it's my pub,

"I don't have to let you in and I don't have to give you a reason,

"but I WILL give you a reason - because there's too many of you and you're too young."

They didn't disperse like my grandad thought they would, just move on to the next pub.

They were hanging around outside on the street,

and then more and more younger kids were coming along

and it just escalates.

This forecourt was covered in bikes.

They dumped their bikes here.

There were a couple leaning against the car,

and the chap that's been arrested

went over to them and said,

"Come on, you know, don't lean on the car.

"What's the matter with you?"

I know that there was a small exchange of words outside the pub,

and that Shevon had been asked to move off the landlord's car in a rude way.

You know, can you effing move off of the car?

Shev has obviously said summat back.

He might've said, "Oh, shut the fuck up.

"You don't have to speak to me like I'm a prick," whatever he said back to him.

So I said, "Leave it, leave it, leave it."

That was basically it, then.

That was that. He got off the car.

About an hour later, we're all leaning back on the car, innit?

So then he come back out again, but this time he come like he wanted to fight, man.

-And then what?

-And then the guy left.

And then the guy come back.

My man come back in black hoodie, black tracksuit bottoms, hood up

and a shank.

And approached Shevon, and we were told that he put his arm around him

as though he was going to whisper something in his ear, and that's when he stabbed him.

I rolled over, I'm like, "Shev, did he just shank you?"

Shev's lifted up his top, innit, looked down and he's like, "Yeah."

So then that's when I just went nuts, innit.

Just picked up my bike, started running towards him.

Chucked it in his face.

So even if my mind was telling me,

"No, don't go near him, he got a knife in his hand and he just stabbed your friend,"

my body was still telling me, "Do it," so I done it, innit.

And then one of my brother's friends stood on his hand and disarmed him, actually.

And he dropped the knife, and then that's when all the rest of the men come over.

And the next thing I know,

my grandson comes running in from the front room, "Nan, Nan, quick!

"All hell's broke loose outside."

Because I'm a member of St John Ambulance, it all just kicked in.

At first I was only aware of one person who'd been injured, so that's who I ran to.

And by the time my Sam got to him, they were still beating him up.

This kid was stood above me screaming, "Let the bastard die,"

with this breeze block in his hands,

going to chuck it down on his head.

I honestly thought that breeze block was going to come down on his head there and then.

I think it was Jamie, he was still hitting the guy and stuff

when the police pulled up, jumped out of the car and ran over to him.

He didn't care, basically, what happened that night.

He just wanted to hurt the guy.

What would you do if your friend passed away in front of your eyes,

and you see the man walking up the road like he hadn't done nothing?

You were arrested for...?

Basically wounding with intent on the other man, on the man who stabbed Shev.

Cos we stopped him.

I then got called over by my grandad to say there was another casualty.

I could see that one person was on the floor. As I know now, it was Shevon.

My Sam went running over to him.

A lot of people were shouting, "He's been stabbed, he's been stabbed."

This young girl was holding him and crying, and I said,

"I'm a first-aider, let me have a look, see what's happening."

You could see there was blood coming from his shirt,

and it was coming out pink and frothy, which meant a puncture to the lung.

As I tried to pull him around from sitting up onto the floor

to start chest compressions, cos he wasn't breathing,

it was a bit traumatic for everyone.

I don't think people knew what I was trying to do.

They thought I was trying to maybe hurt him again.

And they were screaming at him.

They were screaming, "Leave him alone. Leave him alone."

So I think that's why I was pushed away and people were getting violent with me.

Some guy had come out to help our mate, who was wounded, yeah,

cos he knew first aid, but he said that we wouldn't let him get to the boy, cos we were going so mad.

We told him, if you come near him...

If that was the case, why was everyone screaming?

They didn't run to Shev, they ran to him, innit.

So I returned over to the other gentleman.

I didn't realise who it was until I cleared up some of the blood,

and I was a bit in shock when I realised it was somebody I knew.

He says, "Nan, it's Sam."

He says, "Action Man."

Right? And I says, "No, what's he doing here?"

Cos I'd seen him go home.

I remember the press saying something about a Facebook row leading to gang violence.

And I just thought, gang violence?

Hello! This was a one-on-one thing. In fact, it wasn't even one-on-one.

It was just someone decided to take a life.

This is Salum's video. He was dancing.

Salum was born in Tanzania.

His mum also, obviously.

And eventually she'd gone back to Tanzania and he just wanted to stay.

People come into your life for a reason,

and in this case, he came into our life

because he needed a family, so we were his family - that's it.

He was very serious about where his life was going to go,

in terms of a career and his education and stuff like that,

so he was aware that he'd have more of a chance, more opportunities...

-Over here.

-..in this country, than in Tanzania.

There was a lot of friends that Salum did have, anyway,

but he had about four or five boys that he was so close with, you know,

and I know that this boy was one of them.

When I see him today, I'm going to be thinking,

how can you say you're not guilty?

Number one, you said you was. Number two, everybody knows you done it.

You didn't do it in secret.

You done it in front of people, you know?

Now you want to say that you didn't murder him?

So they're going to try and say it's manslaughter. It's murder.

It's murder, through and through. It's murder.

It's cold-blooded killing.

Oh, I feel sick, honestly.

My stomach's turning.

Me, personally, I think the judge should give him to me,

because if I've got him, I know exactly what I'll do.

I'd probably put him in a chair, tie him up like I saw on that film,

stick two metal rods in his legs and hook him up to the electricity,

and every now and then, I'd switch my light on and off.

That's what I'd probably do to him. Honestly.

You've never been in court before?

This is probably the highest court in the land.

The important thing is that

the young man that murdered your child will be in court, as well.

He'll be standing there.

What you mustn't do is to try and show any emotions.

-OK.

-If you get tearful, then, please, you must leave,

because that might influence the jury, in some respect.

-Do you understand?

-I do.

-I can see you getting upset now.

-Sorry.

-Don't worry.

-Sorry.

-It's OK.

-It's OK, it's understandable.

I know it's going to be very difficult for you, but Enrica's here to support you.

I'm here to support you. That's what my job is to do. OK?

This boy had made a comment to Salum and, you know, it wasn't nice.

He was really acting like he was some big, big man.

Tough, and, you know, like he's some gangster,

and Salum just answered him with, like, one word,

like, just called him a pussy.

These young boys, you call them a word like that,

you know, they take it to such great offence.

It's just like, "It's the worst thing you could ever say to me."

It got to him so much that he looked at his friend,

turned around and then he hugged him and then pushed the knife in.

He made a statement saying Salum was his friend, his closest friend,

and he thought Salum was going to stab him.

So, Salum was looking at him dodgy.

Because Salum was looking at him dodgy,

he's decided to take out a knife and killed him first with a knife.

And he's sorry.

And he loved him.

Oh, my gosh.

-So he says.

-I'm sorry.

-So he says.

There's a lot of smiling going on between him and his family,

so, yeah, that pisses me off.

It's like none of them actually care. That's what's really making me angry.

I know that's their family in that dock,

I understand that his mum loves him, no matter what, but...

..we ain't got Salum any more.

Do you know what I mean?

I remember seeing the tent where his body was

and it was just...it was quiet.

The light from the DLR station, for some reason it just seemed... the place seemed orange.

And just saying to myself, 12 hours ago he was alive.

Today...I happen to know

that it's been, what, 246 days.

I always count.

He went down.

He's going down. Murder.

He got convicted of murder.

So I'm crying cos I'm happy.

THEY CHEER

My sister!

Oh, my God, I'm so happy.

Are you happy, babe?

-Go on, man, talk.

-I'm so happy.

-I'm happy.

-Too happy.

At least the world knows now he's guilty of murder.

He's actually a murderer. He is officially a murderer.

-Mwah!

-Mwah!

ALL: Mwah!

He'll come out of prison one day, eventually,

and if he goes for a job, on that application form,

it's going to ask him, have you ever been convicted?

He has to say yes.

When they ask him, "What was you convicted of?", he has to say murder.

He can't even say, "Oh, it was just a little something."

It's murder. He took a life.

You know, wherever he goes, his name is tarnished.

There's the van.

He's going. He's going. Look.

Stupid boy is going. Prison now.

THEY CHEER

THEY LAUGH

In other news, police in Bristol are continuing to question

a 23-year-old man on suspicion of the murder of a teenage boy.

Shevon Wilson was stabbed in the chest during a fight...

How old is he? 23, 24?

How long have we known him?

21 years.

Since he was a little two-year-old.

Coming in with his dad and the dogs.

We've been told by people that knew of him that he kept himself to himself.

That he was a bit of a loner and that he kept ferrets and that he enjoyed hunting with his ferrets.

He loved his ferrets.

The first thing he would have done when he got home was gone and fed and watered his ferrets.

I was just looking at him, like, who is he?

Like, really, no-one knows him.

He'd go hunting, shooting, fishing.

Go out on Dartmoor, Exmoor.

Go for a week camping.

I've heard he's lived round by that pub area for many years,

but, to be honest, I've never heard of this guy before. Never saw him.

He quite often used to wear a camouflage T-shirt,

and very close-cropped hair.

Very smart. Very clean.

And he was like that.

And the kids nicknamed him Action Man.

Little Action Man, cos he's only small, anyway.

It made me so proud of Steven, when I see all them people turn up for Steven.

Yeah. And in the paper, it said it was the biggest funeral that Newham's ever seen,

and I just think that all these people came for my boy.

That shows how special he was.

# Amazing Grace

# How sweet the sound

# That saved a wretch like me... #

That's when he was little, when he was a baby,

and then he was about four there, at a little park thing.

# I once was lost

# But now am found

# Was blind, but now I see... #

He's seven and she must be eight, and he must four, five,

and this was... He was 13 here.

This is when he was in with me in Ilford.

That was the last picture we had taken of him.

# T'was grace that brought me thus far

# And grace will carry me home. #

What was Steven's situation at the time that he was stabbed?

His situation?

He was on a supervision order, which had two weeks.

It finished when he was 16.

And he was coming back to live with me in my house in Ilford.

He was, like, beginning to realise that getting into trouble weren't the way,

and he was knuckling down and behaving himself.

But he never had a chance.

He never had a chance to, you know, to get where he was going, because of them boys.

I remember when I was younger. I knew all my friends was going somewhere and I weren't allowed to go,

I sneaked out my window and gone.

You know, everybody is going to be there, and that's why Steven went.

The party that Steven went to was an awareness on knife and gun crime,

and the impact it has on people's lives.

Not just the people that do it, or the victims, but their families,

and they found 23 knives in that one night.

23.

And who goes to an event on awareness on knife crime and carries knives?

My boy never stood a chance against them boys.

There was about 25, 30 boys around him.

I try not to think about that, to tell you the truth, because...

that makes me think what his last couple of minutes... What was he going through?

So scared.

This is Steven's property.

There is a chain here that's very important to Sharon, and it's his property that was with him

on the night, and it's getting returned to Sharon today at the conclusion of this trial.

Hello, Sharon. It's Andy.

Where are you?

All right, then. Coming now.

I'm going to go and meet my liaison officer.

-Are they over there for us?

-No.

Probably not. Who cares about a 15-year-old black boy being killed?

Nobody cares, really. Apart from their family.

To other people, it's nothing, it's just a couple of photos

and a phone, and, you know, but to me,

it's Steven. You know, it's the last things he had on him.

-Photo ID.

-I want them.

-You want that? Of course you do.

-Set of headphones, do you want that?

-Yeah. Yeah.

Can we see that? Is that mine, yeah?

Because of the treatment of the clothing Steven had on, we keep that and we dispose of that.

All right?

As it says here, it was bloodstained,

so we've tried to obviously...

deal with it as best we can.

Peter is saying he bought it for Steven.

You're saying it's Steven's, but it's going to trial, isn't it, so I don't want any issues with you lot.

I got him that chain for his birthday, so I wanted to

give that chain to my other son, to Steven's little brother, Troy.

So the police, they cleaned it up for me,

and Steven was so pleased with that chain. He really was happy with it,

and I wanted to give it to Troy.

I know Troy will look after it.

Right, if you could sign there to say you've had that property back.

All right? And that's your property.

To think, you know, for 16 years, you got this little boy

and, you know...and there's nothing to show for it, really, is there?

There's nothing to show.

This is Shev's room.

And as you can see, for a boy, he kept it quite immaculate, I think.

He welded this

when he was doing his apprenticeship at the car garage.

And he done a really good job of it, so they mounted it on a piece of wood and gave it to him.

So he was quite proud of that, so we've kept it up there in the windowsill.

There's some photos in here.

That was us, actually, when we were younger.

That's me, Shevon and Deana.

So you've not looked through these since?

No, I haven't, actually.

There's his Primark badge,

when he had his weekend job at Primark.

-Bless him.

-This is all Shev's stuff when he was younger.

Oh, let me see, there's toys from the Early Learning Centre, that was all his little things, toys and that.

And the bus.

This is a few of his Action Men.

There is some more, but Kamara got them over his house.

His Action Men, cos he got one that used to swim in the water, and there was one that was riding a bike.

How is your mum?

Um...

She's getting better, but I think it'll take time.

A lot of her grieving is coming out now.

She's starting to grieve more now.

And how are you today?

Well...

Quite empty, really.

Yeah.

I just...

In limbo, really.

I just walk in and out. Just do what I got to do.

It just seems...

Like when I look at photographs of Shevon and things like that,

I look at him and say, "That's Shevon, that's my son." But I got no feeling.

Because I got a feeling I don't think I've accepted Shevon's death, really.

Because...

..I just can't let go of what happened that night.

I keep going over and over it, and I just keep going over the way his life was taken.

The way it was taken and...

The horrific way that somebody ended his life like that, by sticking that knife in his heart,

because the heart, to me, got more meaning than just an organ that keeps us alive.

I think the heart is like the centre of everything within us.

I think I take his pain sometimes, just as though, like the knife's gone in me.

And I feel in a situation where,

when you're a mum,

if your children are growing up, you can fix things if they fall down, but I can't fix nothing here.

I can't fix what happened to Shevon.

I can't fix this, and whatever way I think, I just can't bring him back.

And he's never going to come back.

I just get nightmares.

I just get nightmares of my son's body drowning of blood

outside that horrible pub.

He shouldn't have died at all, but I would have much preferred

that all his blood was over the hospital floor.

And that he died in hospital and not out there in front of all those horrible people.

And what I got a problem with at the moment, as well, what haunts me, is the grave. Every time I go there,

I know Shevon's in there, you know, and I had this beautiful boy,

and I just can't help how much his body has decayed, like, now.

But I don't get that sense of feeling when I'm at the bench.

So lately, I just haven't been anywhere.

I haven't really been to the bench or the grave that much.

I love this picture of him.

He looks so innocent. See, football.

Everything has to have a football on it for him.

This was the first thing, when I got my flat, that I put up.

Right here.

Go to bed, I can see him,

and then when I'm here, it's like he's looking directly at me.

See, they're looking down, and then when I go over here,

they come out.

See, that's why I have to have him there.

-They follow you round the room?

-Yeah.

He would come to the house and he would measure up to me.

Yeah, about here. Yeah, and before he was like, "Jams, you all right?"

and he used to hate it because we used to call him Small Jamzy.

And, oh, my God, he was growing.

Everyone says to him, Jamzy, you're growing. You're getting tall, Jamzy.

And he's like, "Yeah, I'm growing."

And now soon as he was growing, they just took him.

Stupid boy just took you, Jamzy, from us.

HE SINGS

At one point, I was just so angry with God, because I don't understand why my brother had to die.

He's got his whole life ahead of him, and he was actually parting the fight.

He was helping somebody, so why did he die?

Even if he got stabbed, why did it have to be so...so fatal?

Why couldn't it have been just like, I don't know, a little slice,

and he could get a couple of stitches and then...or he could be in hospital for a couple of weeks,

or even if God was going to let him die, why not wait for us to get to him to say bye?

Why someone like Jamzy had to die like that, I don't understand it.

Good morning, people.

Jams was my brother.

I can see a lot of you kids, or as they like to be called,

a lot of you youngers, are into a lot of things that you shouldn't be,

but not my brother.

Football gets played by most kids until a certain age,

but when you get older you have to give up unless you are good, so most kids give up on your dreams.

But not Jahmal. Not my brother.

Lastly, to the kids,

please stop the war.

Leave the knives alone.

Please, if not for yourself, if not for me, do it for my brother.

APPLAUSE

Sickening just thinking about it. It's just sickening.

Two seconds away from death, he must have known he was going to die,

and then no-one, not me, not my dad, not his mum, no faces that he knows, and he was screaming for my dad.

He said, "I want my dad, I want my dad!"

Every time I hold my neck I just think, "Oh, my God."

It's so...such a vicious way to die.

My dad just thinks his child just died like an animal.

He just died like an animal on the floor.

We are gathered here to weep over the death of yet another young child.

I don't know about you, but I am frustrated.

When will we cease standing here

with a young person who should not be in a coffin there?

Roy will tell you.

Sandra will tell you. It's unnatural.

I read the tribute from Roy. He said "Nobody knows, but God, how I feel.

"I never thought I would be burying my son."

It is unnatural for parents to bury their children.

Let me tell you something.

The power of change lies in the hands of the community.

It lies in the hands of the people.

Not the politicians.

No-one else, but us.

There is a disproportionate amount of black youth dying on the street and I am tired of it.

My brothers and sisters, our funeral for Jahmal is drawing to a close.

In a few moments' time, each and every one of us

will have the opportunity to come and file past the coffin,

and, friends, these are precious, precious moments.

SCREAMING

When the coffin was opened, we heard an absolute shriek.

It was at that moment, really, where

effectively, the boundaries somehow went.

But there was a real sense of kind of mania outside.

It was a real manic experience.

The first I heard of it was when we were processing the coffin out and my colleague,

Father David, said, you know, "Stop the procession, there's a fight going on."

Get the kids away from here, man!

Take your beef somewhere else.

I'm not asking you. I'm telling you. Roll out.

I was told that it's because there were some boys from E8,

that apparently that shouldn't have been where we were, and where we was E9,

and they're from E8 and it's literally like, E8 and E9 is, literally, the same place,

and they was told not to come over there, and they came over there,

so they wanted them to go back where they came from.

These were boys who weren't there for the funeral?

No, they was boys that weren't there for the funeral, came to fight the boys that was at the funeral.

Isn't that sick?

It kind of beggars belief. It really does.

I find it so difficult to get my head around this, too.

At one level, there is this talk of respect and, you know,

don't disrespect me and all this sort of stuff,

and at the same time, showing such a complete and utter lack of respect for a family who are grieving,

for a community which is hurting, for close friends whose hearts are crying out in pain, and I just, you know,

I just don't understand it.

AGGRESSIVE SHOUTING

Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!

The day that I went to court, it was just an awful experience.

It was, you know, you feel really angry,

and it's hard to remain dignified in a courtroom when you're, kind of,

a few metres away from your brother's murderer.

The victim's mother leaving court, still traumatised by her son's murder,

but after his killer's sentencing, she mustered the strength to talk to reporters.

Nothing in the world will bring back my son,

but the conviction of the person responsible for ending his life

may give us a feeling of justice, for all our sakes.

Shevon Wilson was stabbed outside this pub

in St George last September.

He'd had an argument with 23-year-old Sam Lengfeld,

who went home, put on a hoodie and picked up a kitchen knife,

then returned to the pub, where he stabbed Wilson through the heart.

The judge said it was a "cold, callous and calculated murder",

ordering that Lengfeld must serve at least 17 years.

He didn't say anything the whole time in court.

Just that he pleaded guilty.

That was it.

-Did he look at you?

-No.

He didn't look at any of us.

I'm absolutely stunned and numb at what he did,

and I would love to know why he did it.

Even if he has got an answer for why, it'll never be good enough.

The only way I can see it getting even....

..is if...he was dead,

or someone he knows, someone he was close to, anyway.

Just that's how I feel about it, innit?

I don't reckon he knows the level of pain he's caused so many people.

How long did he get?

17 years.

What do you think about that?

Numb. You know.

That a young man is locked up for 17 years, and one is dead.

And another two are looking five to seven years for what they did.

In a way, I don't really care,

because, like...

nothing can really get worse than what it is right about now.

But... I do care because, obviously, I don't want to go to prison for

a long time, for just basically defending myself and my friends.

You know what I'm saying?

Ladies and gentlemen, can I have your attention?

I dedicate this song to my daughter, who was, you know, murdered by a nice human being.

And I'm going to sing this song from my heart.

Here I go.

Elvis is in the building.

Thank you very much.

That's Jessica there.

That's Lisa. Natalie.

Anne Marie.

Ashleigh and Marion.

My five daughters.

That's a bit of handful, Garry.

Especially when you wanted a bath or a shower. They were in there before me.

What's going on with your hair there, Garry?

Well, I'm an Elvis Presley fan.

And what about Jessica? Was she an Elvis fan?

She always listened to me playing him.

She used to watch me doing the moves.

Sometimes I'd go like that. "Thank you very much."

I always wanted a wee boy, but then a seven-year gap.

I had a seven-year gap and we decided to try again,

and, behold, Jessica.

You'd always see them together, as a pair.

It was always Jessica and Stuart. It wasn't just, like, Jessica or Stuart. It was Jessica and Stuart.

-They were kind of inseparable?

-Yeah.

-Yeah.

But then sometimes from standing back as Jessica's friend,

you thought the arguments were going a bit too far

and you could see it wasn't making her happy. Like, towards the end,

she was always arguing.

And what kind of stuff did they argue over?

Everything.

I don't know.

She loved him.

She did. Well, she told everybody she loved him, so...

Love's blind, as they say, isn't it?

On the night that it happened, Stuart went round to my mum and dad's house, 3.45am in the morning,

banging on the door.

My mum answered the door.

My mum said he was sitting on the floor shaking, and my mum said to him, "What's wrong?

"Where's Jessica?"

And he just said, "Jessica's dead. Jessica's dead." And so my dad ran round...

..to their flat.

I've seen her lying there.

I dragged her out.

She spoke to me. She opened her eyes.

Breathed into her mouth, to get some...

I thought she was dead.

But she opened her eyes and she said,

"I love you, Daddy. I don't want to die."

So we went straight up to the hospital.

She was in the burns unit.

And then the doctors come in and spoke to us,

and they said that she wasn't going to make it.

What do you know now about what he did on that night?

I know he argued wi' her.

Smashing the house up.

Doing this and doing that,

and dousing her with petrol.

And locked the door. And let her burn alive.

He poured petrol over her?

Yeah.

The forensic scientist had said that the smoke pattern in the bedroom

was as though the bedroom door had been held shut,

and she was standing

at the bottom of the bed, in front of the door.

Probably trying to get out.

He held her in that fucking door and just heard her screaming.

I'll never ever forgive him for what he did. I will never, never...

She was such a lovely lassie.

-I'm going to do this for Jessica.

-I know you are. You'll do her proud.

'Me dad, he goes to karaoke and does a bit of Elvis,'

and he always says, "This song's for my baby, Jessica."

# Oh-oh-oh...

# Oh-oh-oh...

# Oh, yeah

# When no-one else can understand me

# When everything I do is wrong

# You give me hope and... #

I can't do it.

CROWD: # You give me strength To carry on

# I guess I'll never know

# The reason why... #

'My routine in the morning is to get up at 7am. Go down the stair. Open the fridge.'

# That's the wonder... #

Psst. Can of beer.

Sit and watch TV, and just chill out, then I wait till the pub's open at 11am.

And straight down the pub and then back up the road for about 9pm or 10pm or something.

Mangled.

My wee baby.

That's your last one!

What?

How do you think it's affected your dad?

Horribly.

He's just not himself.

He's turned to drink to help him. Well, he thinks it's helping him.

You needing a refill?

Yeah.

He's lost weight.

He's always crying.

Always.

To start off with, he was always saying, "I want to be with Jessica.

"She needs me. I'm going to be with Jessica."

I just get flashbacks of that night.

You know, as soon as I shut my eyes I can see Jessica lying there.

Just the horror. Then hospital.

Everything just gets mangled round and it's just like lying there,

hospital, turn the machine off, buried. Know what I mean?

Gone.

Shattered.

Basically, I pleaded not guilty to wounding with intent

and to violent disorder, but pleaded guilty to affray.

What kind of sentence could you be looking at?

Maximum sentence for affray is three years, isn't it?

I'd like to see the judge, see if he's got the guts to watch his friend get stabbed

and try and take the knife off the person that stabbed him,

see what he gets recognised for. He'd be a national hero.

The Lord Lieutenant's award is a special award given for first aid action that is above and beyond

the normal expectation of a first aider.

Because of what I did, I didn't really see I'd done anything

that anybody else wouldn't have done, but one of my superiors

nominated me for an award for bravery.

One had been stabbed in the lower chest. The other was being punched and kicked across the...

I thought I was just going to get a mention, a certificate,

but I won the Lord Lieutenant's Award for Bravery.

For his courage, professionalism and compassion in dealing with this

very serious incident, I present Sam Taylor.

APPLAUSE

As the different conversations went around,

it was, "Sam, Sam, Sam, Sam."

And everyone got confused as to who was who and what was what.

There was a lot of confusion between me, Sam Taylor, and Sam, Sam Lengfeld,

because we both had the same name,

people were assuming that Sam Lengfeld was the grandson of my granddad,

and there were rumours going round that he was his nephew.

That he was his grandson.

That he was family there.

So all the anger was directed towards the family, if you like.

Basically, the way it's put in the paper is he's gone to go over to Shev,

but everyone's pushed him away and said, "Leave him, leave him to die."

But it was the other way around.

-He was going to his cousin.

-Who do you think is his cousin?

The guy who stabbed Shev. Sam Lengfeld, I think his name is.

-And you think that they're related?

-Yeah, they're related.

-They're not related.

-No? They're not.

Well, I've actually moved away from Bristol because of it.

I don't feel the same in Bristol any more.

I don't feel safe, which is really sad for me,

because I don't see my grandparents very much any more, who I miss a lot.

And it's heartbreaking to know

that I can't be down in Bristol, not looking over my shoulder.

Not thinking, "Is something going to happen tonight?"

Hello, there, sir.

Are you going to the chemist?

The road is closed, sir.

The road is closed at the moment, sir.

-I can't walk?

-Not through here, no.

-How can I get down there?

-MOBILE RINGS

I'm afraid you can't. The road's actually closed off at the moment.

Oh. Hello?

Do you know how long it will be blocked off?

-It'll be probably...

-I wanted to go and do my shopping.

-Probably until late in the afternoon, I would have thought.

-Really?

-Sorry. You can't come through, I'm afraid.

-No? OK.

-Just stay on the other side.

SHE SPEAKS SPANISH

I'm not going to go the other way around.

-I can't go all the way back down there.

-Christ's sake. Come on.

-God!

I've got business to attend to, for goodness sake.

I'm trying to get through to my bank.

Everything's closed off. That end. That end. It's outrageous.

I go through here and you stop me going through,

you will be committing a criminal offence. That of assault.

I know someone got stabbed to death. I don't care. It's not me that got stabbed to death and no-one I know.

I feel sorry for them, but I have to get home.

The pub is open.

-Thank you, officer.

-Thank you for your help and understanding.

You are welcome.

Really and truly, if you can't see the youth lying on the floor bleeding,

it's nothing to you, innit? It's just another youth.

If you're growing up and hearing about this stuff and the person ain't close to you,

you're going to be like, "Boy, that's a shame."

But tomorrow you're just going to be doing whatever you're doing.

Just carrying on, I guess.

I just saw the police bring him out and, as I saw

his face, I just started crying, because he was a good person.