Gerry McCann, speaking on June 3rd, 2007: "Later this year (...)" LET'S HOLD A MADELEINE DAY FOR THE WHOLE WORLD

psycholisa wrote:Is that a day where we all leave our kids alone in the house while we go out and get p###ed with our mates for the night????

That's a day when the whole world can join in and at a given time, synchronised around the globe, millions can have the opportunity to throw money into the buckets provided!

Why when she could have been found that day or the next?
The only reason to have a Madeleine day was if you knew she wasn't coming back !
If as they claim she had been abducted she could have been found or dropped off somewhere so why was he so sure that there would be anniversaries and so on? he would only plan those if he knew she wasn't coming back

THREE WHEELS ON MY WAGON
(Burt Bacharach / Bob Hilliard)

The New Christy Minstrels

mangled by Hobnob


Three wheels on our Renault,
And we're still rolling along
The cops are chasing us
Accusations fly, right on by
But we're singing a happy song

We're a singing gimme, gimmus, money and fame
Mccanns, we never say die
Was an abductor what came
And we can watch those cops
Stand impotently by

SPOKEN: “Gerry, they’re catching on to us!”
“Get back in the Renault kate!”

Two wheels on our Renault,
And we're still rolling along
Them cops are after us
The honest truth, burns our ears
But we keep spinning our song

We're a singing gimme, gimmus, money and fame
Mccanns, they never say die
A mile up the road there’s a lawyers office
And the cops can watch us
Scarper via the sky


SPOKEN: “Duh,kate? Are you sure this is the right story?”
“Will you hush up? You and your scripts!”

One wheel on our Renault,
And we're still rolling along
Them Cops are still after us
We're still hiding, clarrie at the reins
But we're singing a happy song

We're a singing gimme, gimmus, money and fame
mccanns, we always lie
A mile up the road there’s a newspaper office
We can sue and get rich whilst the media
Go carefully by

SPOKEN: “Gerry? Should I get the bag of wristbands and t-shirts?”
“Woman, I know what I’m doing!”

No wheels on our wagon,
So we're not rolling along
The Cops captured us
They look mad, things look bad
So I’m spilling the beans

SPOKEN: “C’mon all you Coppers sing along with me!”

We're a singing gimme, gimmus, bail and mercy
Mccanns, we got found guilty
A mile up the road there’s a nice prison cell
Where the cops can watch us
As the years go crawling by