Time to look at what we’ve got
Nitpickers, Jestyns, micro-writing, Keanes, Boxall, bookies, bookies’ clerks, jockeys, Fedosimovs, toe-walkers … enough of that, enough of them. The espionage believers and non-believers, enough of them as well. Coroner Cleland’s collection of blunders, DS Leane’s carelessness, contaminated evidence, Professor Cleland’s bad memory. Enough of all that.
Poison this or poison that. Who cares?
Ballet? So what?
The Littlemore interviews, the 60 Minute interviews, the newspaper, TV and magazine coverages over the last 70+ years. Kate Thomson, Gerry Feltus and Professor Abbott, Paul Lawson .. the Adelaide Advertiser, doctors scientists and DNA matching. Chemists and businessmen, Rubaiyats and TS slips.
Enough of being taken for their rides. All of them.
Because THIS is how it went on the night of 30 November.
It was a set-up.
The man seen lying by the steps between the hours of 7:30 and 8:30 pm was party to the set-up. He was the ring-in.
The man seen looking down at him was party to the set-up. He was the spotter.
The man seen carrying a man along the foreshore was party to the set-up. He was the transporter.
The ring-in lay by the steps long enough to be noticed by passers-by. During this time the spotter spent five minutes checking the ring-in’s positioning against the stone-wall.
The transporter placed a dead body in the same spot the ring-in had picked. But he made a mistake by leaving a partly-smoked cigarette wedged under the dead man’s cheek. A mistake that can be immediately confirmed by reading PC Moss’s list of items found on the body.
No matches or lighter amongst them.
The ring-in made a mistake as well. He may have been thinking the light was too poor for anyone to notice that he was wearing different trousers to those on the body. A mistake that can be immediately confirmed by reading Gordon Strapp’s Deposition.
You don’t have to be Raymond Chandler to figure out these three plotters were rank amateurs at the game.