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  • Podcast: Murder Most Foul: Amanda Knox on the Lucy Letby Case

    American journalist Amanda Knox joins Frank Armstrong to discuss the case of English nurse Lucy Letby. Knox was herself falsely charged with murdering her roommate Meredith Kerchner in Italy in 2007 and spent four years in prison.

    Lucy Letby was a nurse working in the neonatal unit of the Countess of Chester hospital. She was found guilty of murdering seven babies in her care in 2023, based primarily on statistical evidence and statements she made apparently implicating her.

    Amanda has found parallels with her treatment by the British media, and points to major flaws in the prosecution case.

    Episode Credits:

    Host: Frank Armstrong

    Music: Loafing Heroes – ​​https://theloafingheroes.bandcamp.com

    Produced by Massimiliano Galli – https://www.massimilianogalli.com

  • Ballad of Lucy Kryton

    Ballad of Lucy Kryton

    “There will not be a woman Prime Minister in my lifetime”, Margaret Thatcher

    The morning sun falls whitely on
    the lashes of Lucy Kryton.
    Her blondeness fully insured
    against theft, fire
    and termites. Her forehead
    the hard reality
    that care of both
    the elderly and the daft
    are best handled
    by entrepreneurs.

    Her navy dress
    an incentive scheme for foreign investors.
    Her compassion, a teenager taught failure
    to honour thy father and mother leads
    to a wet sleeping bag in a doorway
    the government won’t be
    rescuing you from. She knows
    hard cases make bad exceptions,
    of which she’ll be making none;
    that for many people in this country
    slavery and the right
    of Nigerian taxi drivers
    to marry each other
    are issues of conscience
    which transcend politics.

    Her fiscal policy is dampness moving
    down other people’s walls.
    The finest mind
    to come out of that part of Claremorris
    in a long time. Her Ireland of the future
    is an auld fella with a wig
    at Mass on a Monday
    somewhere in Mayo,

    as the evening sun bounces savagely
    off the achievements of Lucy Kryton,
    the day the laughter suddenly stops
    and she’s all that there is.