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Craig Marriott's avatar
Bettina Arndt's avatar

Just wanted to let you all know that I have persuaded "Peter," the man who features in the case I wrote about this week, to join this discussion. He's commenting under "notreallypeter" and will be checking in on our discussion on and off in the next few days. Perhaps you would like to ask him specific questions about his ordeal?

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Chris Pyatt's avatar

I remember a very sad day. The 1st October 2018, for reasons not required here, my wife had just attempted to take her life. I discovered her and called an ambulance, I also called one of my best friends, Sue.

About 15 minutes later the ambulance arrived, along with two police cars. The ambulance officers tried to explain that they had accidentally met the two police patrol cars on their way to our house. I knew this to not be true, it didn't take long to see through their lie. Two female police officers went upstairs with the paramedics to attend to my wife then the interrogation commenced. My wife was upstairs in a bad way, I was not in a good state of mind, yet the interrogation was intense. My friend, Sue, also knew what was happening. I was just another wife abuser who had pushed my wife too far. My wife was medically ok, and after a good 40 minutes, the two female police came downstairs and motioned to the two male police officers for them to go outside. I asked if I could see my wife, a very quick no, stay here was given to me. The police went outside. Ten minutes later, one of the male officers came back in, stating only that their investigation was complete and that if they needed to talk with me again, they would require me to attend a police station.

My wife was taken to hospital, I was not allowed to go with her. I called the hospital first thing in the morning, I was not allowed to talk with her. Later that day, I got a call from the hospital, a nice psychologist wanted to talk with me. We managed to get my wife some help. We are still married and happy as much as is possible, so it ended well.

One more thing, my wife was also questioned, several times to see if I was an abuser, both at our house and again at the hospital. My wife got help, I wasn't even asked if I was OK. I am still not OK with what happened.

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