Driving to the coast for a long weekend I veered
off the A64 to head into the countryside near Castle Howard stately home.
Pushing through spectacular bucolic scenery kissed by evening sunlight I pulled
up at a one-horse village called Appleton-Le-Street. I parked outside the
abandoned pub. On a warm Thursday evening why was it closed? I spotted the
black charred roof which was testament to a ruinous fire. What a shame. I
walked up a dusty lane to the one and only church to find a police officer who
had died an awful death aged 29.
WPC Alison Armitage
must have grown up nearby as her mum and dad had worked as gardener and
housekeeper to part of the Vestey cattle family in Malton. She was on duty in Oldham in Greater Manchester
with a male colleague Gary PC Lamont. Both were working undercover. They had
located a stolen Vauxhall Vectra in the car park of a
derelict pub and had called for a recovery truck to transport it to a police
compound. In a flash 19-year-old car thief Thomas Whaley appeared, got in the
car and started the engine. Reversing at speed Alison hammering on the back of
the car in an attempt to stop him. Her colleague suddenly witnessed Alison fall
and get sucked under the back of the car. She was dragged further up the road
by the car “rolling and sliding with the car's movements." Alison was
crushed under both sets of wheels. She was struck a second time as Whaley drove
forward and tried to sped out of the car park. The car came to a stop and
Whaley was arrested. Alison was rushed to Royal Oldham Hospital with
substantial but died four hours later.
Whaley was sentenced to eight years in prison for
the manslaughter of a police officer. The career criminal claimed that he had
not seen his victim nor felt her under the wheels of the car. After serving
only five years he walked free from Strangeways
Prison in October 2006 firing with a volley of foul-mouthed abuse at staff as
he left. In May 2019 he was sent to prison again to serve 15 years for assault
and robbery at Catcliffe Post Office.
Being a small churchyard Alison's grave was easy
to spot. As I walked across the grass I could see a few headstones with flowers
on them but somehow just guessed it was this one. Here's the photos. Just 29 -
poor kid. I did a salute and left.










