Last night (21:45 hours), as he made his way home, a brief word was had with Mrs X’s youngest son.
A very revealing encounter indeed.
One of the many problems Mrs X and Mr X have had, ever since Mrs X attacked Dr Patrick Sookhdeo with her false allegations (February 2014), is that they effectively obliged their children to go along with them.
But the children know the truth by now.
The outrageous false allegations of the last false accuser ‘Mrs Z’ (and ‘Mr Z’) against Dr Patrick Sookhdeo were, thankfully, thrown out by a London jury earlier this year.
However, for the time-being at least, in the eyes of the State [and his spiritual/political enemies], Patrick Sookhdeo remains stuck with the ‘Mrs X’ convictions wrongfully imposed upon him three-and-a-half years ago in Swindon.
Patrick Sookhdeo has always maintained his innocence. (I believe him. So does any intelligent person to consider the case.) The Sookhdeo Not Guilty report (which, since 2018, has been ‘out there’ publicly) clearly establishes the truth that Patrick Sookhdeo is an innocent man, wrongfully convicted.
Sookhdeo’s first false accuser Mrs X has never really left my radar. She was never going to be able to keep up her web of lies and deceit, year in, year out, for the rest of her life. From the beginning, I always knew Mrs X would crack up. In fact, her record in life is that she’s cracked up several times in the past.
Mrs X is the kind of unstable woman who will tell a pack of lies – just like she did with Patrick Sookhdeo (2013/14/15) – but who is subsequently haunted and consumed by guilt, and needs to confess the truth – at least in private, to trusted confidantes. Because, very early on, I understood that Mrs X was unstable in her thinking and moods, I always knew she’d slip up. It’s just a matter of keeping a watch and being patient. And so Mrs X remains under surveillance; she has committed very serious crimes against Patrick Sookhdeo (and hurt many others) and, if at all possible, Mrs X must be brought to justice, and Patrick Sookhdeo fully vindicated, in this life.
Mrs X (with Mr X) may have persuaded some people at her church to side with her, for the time-being, but those people won’t believe her lies forever – not once they grasp the truth.
I do have a measure of sympathy for Mrs X. I know she suffers from long-standing mental and emotional problems. And I know about her family problems. These facts do not excuse Mrs X’s crimes against Patrick Sookhdeo, but they form the broader context in which she did what she did: Mrs X is not a well woman (as even her daughter admits).
Tellingly, one of several items in Mrs X’s home to indicate the underlying issues in her life is Dr Martyn Lloyd-Jones’ classic Christian book Spiritual Depression.
Spiritual Depression currently sits on the third shelf up, where it is the thirtieth book in (from the right end of the shelf).
The ‘thirty pieces of silver’ Mrs X received for her appalling betrayal of Patrick Sookhdeo will never compensate for the guilty feelings of stabbing an innocent man. Judas hanged himself. I’m sure the good doctor, Dr Lloyd-Jones, wouldn’t recommend suicide. Nor would the Lord Jesus.
What Mrs X needs to do is repent. Properly; genuinely; publicly. No more private confessions. Mrs X must go to the police and confess that she made up a pack of lies against an innocent man. Mrs X can have peace. Mrs X can find forgiveness. All she needs to do is repent.
Well, I’ve now had time to note that, in my absence, there’ve been a few moments of what I shall refer to as OBO ‘naughtiness’, both here and on Twitter.
I don’t have time to tidy everything up now, but a little tidying up is on the ‘To do’ list.
As for the [unpublished] yarn that I used to date Sophie Ellis-Bextor’s more attractive sister, one is suitably amused.
I’m back online.
(Thanks to the OBOs for holding the fort.)