I am watching a Kavanagh where a young lad is being accused of arson, killing his pregnant girlfriend in the process.
His father was completely disinterested even though his son would may go down for life. However, his mother was very loving.
This reminds me of my father and my mother, if she had been alive, if I had been charged of that ridiculous accusation and had gone to trial.
I am damn sure that my father would have come to the trial, for appearance’s sake. My mother, if she had been alive would have come regardless.
Thankfully, I was saved from going to trial because I managed to prove my innocence and it was thrown out by the police
But watching this gives me shivers up my spine