Our last chance to get justice for Mum lay with a 35-year-old ciggie butt

I’ve lived in fear of Dad’s mystery killer for decades. Now it’s their turn to be scared

Our Antonella tells it how it is

The mini digger we hired was bright yellow. It sounded like a bus and belched out black smoke. Phil, looking like he sat upon a child’s toy, aimed it down the garden after the hire company unloaded it

After reading my story, most people won’t be sympathetic. You’ll probably think I’m an awful person and deserved every punishment I received. I would agree with you. After all, I spent years scamming

BEHIND THE BIG CRIME