Eric John Margetts - The Epitaph (Obituary) he deserves Part 2…Murder?

Murder is all about Means, Motive, and Opportunity. If a person has these three things in their circumstances, one begins to wonder ‘Hey, why WOULDN’T they do it?’.
If you don’t want to be in the frame for a heinous crime, it’s a good idea to not have these things. So rich people tend not to be accused of stealing - even though everyone knows that a business owner who mysteriously pockets 650 million simultaneously that around that amount disappears from the business, sinking the pension fund, makes him guilty. He’s rich, but he just got massively richer.
Eric John Margetts had means motive and opportunity to murder (kill if you prefer), Jean Margetts nee Fisher, his then-wife, back in the spring of 1987. In fact it is much worse than that - he had means motive and opportunity for almost the entirety of his marriage to her. Think on it - he’s had two other children scant miles away, and a woman over there thinks it is her right to be married to him.
What sort of conversations do you think these two cheating b@st@rds had, in the wee small hours? They celebrated Jean Fisher’s death, that’s a fact I am sure of. Joan Margetts as she became, desperately wanted my mum gone, so that’s a fact we can be sure of.
The truth is, my mother’s life was in danger for a very long time. Just ponder that. If Joan over there in East Kilbride was able to pressure Eric to hand money over despite it impoverishing us in Eaglesham, with our crumbling old house with it’s hole in the roof and the ancient expensive oil-fired heating system, was there anything she wouldn’t pressure Eric to do?
But his actions are his, he should have answered for them. Because of massive lying, with 100% complicit support in this by my brothers, cousins and everyone close to my family, both in Eaglesham and East Kilbride, Eric literally escaped serious scrutiny. Plainly, this should have happened.
In 1997 I wrote a letter to the Procurator Fiscal. I will post this letter and Jean Margetts’ Will, in due course. The Procurator Fiscal in Edinburgh was clear an investigation was ‘not in the public interest’ to quote their letter to me, and the Will of Jean Margetts shows she had no idea there was fully another family of biologically-related children, to her husband just 4 miles away.
While Jean Margetts was dying, my father was over there, making cosy with a rival lover. You can decide how cosy it got, he had two kids to the woman. The entire business is unpleasant and indeed in the end, pretty grisly. To have avoided scrutiny required massive deception. And to really avoid blame for family estrangement, one needs a ready scapegoat. I was the scapegoat.
Stupidly, at the same time as needing me duped, Eric & Joan acted as if I should ALSO know the truth. Hence when I questioned her appearance at my grandfather’s funeral, Eric defended it but I said - she never met the guy. Of course she may well have. Spending no more than four hours with each of his alleged ‘real’ grandchildren, has never been explained.
Lies, lies, lies. By omission or outright, to save his sorry skin, all backed up by his other woman with an axe to grind behind the scenes, in East Kilbride.
Live your own lives, have a mess. But don’t start blaming someone else when it goes wrong. Scum, the pair of them. Eric’s gone, he started a war with his Will, because it was Jean’s money, not his. He never had any, the man was always broke. That’s what being blackmailed into supporting your secret family, does to you. Hell mend them all, the greedy bastards.