In January 1994 grandmother
Shirley had visited her daughter who was in hospital. She had to get two buses
home. At the Interchange station in Bury she got off the first bus and waved
goodbye to her grandson. She never boarded the connecting bus and was murdered
in the toilets. Here I am at her grave.
Waiting for the second bus Shirley visited the
toilets but once inside the cubicle she was savagely attacked. Ian O'Callaghan,
who was 25 at the time, sexually assaulted her with a bottle, strangled her and
then sliced off her right breast. He accidently cut himself and left spots of
his blood on the toilet door. They would lock him in prison years later.
Despite their exhaustive efforts twelve years
passed before the police were rewarded with a breakthrough. In 2006 O'Callaghan
was arrested on suspicion of drink-driving and police
took a DNA swab. It matched that left in the toilets at Bury Interchange. At
the trial the court heard that 38-year-old O'Callaghan had a string of
convictions for sex offences. They concluded he'd amputated Shirley’s breast to
destroy evidence or to take a trophy home. Receiving a life sentence with a
minimum of 28 years he collapsed in the dock and began crying.
Bury Cemetery is sprawling and it took about
thirty minutes to find Shirley's grave. She lies with her husband who had died
two years before her murder. Their 48-year-old daughter Beryl joined them, dying
without knowing who'd murdered her mum. What a miasma of misery dwells here -
and not one bright flower to counter the sadness. Had Shirley not needed the
toilet she would have probably have lived for a few more years. I did a salute
and left.







The toilet where Shirley was murdered...
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