Originally posted by Lombro2
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You really need to ask Palmer such questions, as our resident psychoanalyst, because I couldn't begin to explain why Anne - oh so quiet throughout 1992 and 1993 - would have gone on to make the wholly unnecessary claim, whether true, partially true or false, to have used the diary to help and encourage Mike with his writing ambitions, if the bloody thing was in her own handwriting and she was finally appreciating just how dim she had been, while all around her were shouting "fraud" and, in Mike's case, shouting louder than anyone: "It's a fraud - everybody knows it. It will eat your pets..." sorry, I got carried away there.
When Anne said she had given the diary to Mike via Tony Devereux back in 1991, the first of many inevitable questions was "why?" The explanation she gave was tied in with her life with Mike up until that time, so the diary became something to keep a frustrated writer occupied and out of the pub.
Was this the sort of cover story anyone would have told if they had created a hoax for their frustrated writer of a husband who was too fond of the demon drink at the best of times, but was now on the brink of spilling more beans than he had ever spilled warm beer? I think we need Palmer to explain the workings of Anne's mind.
Would the same cover story not have worked better for someone whose husband had brought the diary home from the pub in March 1992? Anne could have appealed to the same frustrated writer in him to use it as the basis for a story, keep him occupied and out of the pub, and not to show it to anyone if he'd got it from somewhere he shouldn't. That way, it wouldn't have mattered if the diary was genuine or not; Victorian or from the swinging sixties, and the story could have been his. But Mike saw things differently. He wanted to see a book about the diary on the shelves, but with his name attached to it as the man with the means to unmask Jack the Ripper. He couldn't do that with a fictional story, or by taking the diary to a dealer in antiques, so he contacted someone in the publishing business.
Anne was not happy about it, and wanted little to do with Doreen and Robert Smith, but she presumably trusted their instincts - and her own - that the diary had not just fallen off a tree. The book itself was clearly old enough to have been in anyone's family for many a decade, so that appears to have been good enough for her to tell her tale and not be 'terrified' that anyone would prove the contents were recent - let alone in her own hand.
Love,
Caz
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