Life sentence for Berrow murder
Penelope Jackson has been convicted of the murder of her husband David. Jackson, 66, denied one count of murder. Following a two-and-a-half week trial, the jury found her guilty by majority verdict, after more than 10 hours of deliberation. Judge Martin Picton handed Jackson to a life sentence of which she’ll spend a minimum 18 years in prison, minus time already served in custody. He said he did not detect a shred of remorse and that Jackson chose to stab her husband to death.
Mrs Jackson stabbed her husband a number of times at their home in Berrow, Somerset. The court was told the pair had begun arguing that night following a row over dinner, culminating in Jackson stabbing her 78-year-old husband.
David Jackson phoned the emergency services at about 9pm on Saturday 13 February. He told them he had been critically injured. The 999 call was played out to the jury during the trial. Penelope Jackson could be heard taking the phone from him. She told the call-handler ‘I’ve stabbed my husband’. On the phone call she described stabbing him in the chest and twice in the abdomen. She added that she’d aimed for his heart, but he ‘hasn’t got one’. She said she’d ‘had enough’.
Paramedics were sent to their home address in Parsonage Road, Berrow, but Mr Jackson was pronounced dead at the scene.
A statement was issued following the verdict by the couple’s daughter, Isabelle Potterton:
On 13 February my whole world fell away from my feet. From the moment when the police knocked on our door and told us what had happened, I had not only lost my dad but I had lost my mum too. My life was changed forever.
I have dealt with the looks of pity and people contacting for the gossip. I have dealt with people asking the most inappropriate questions. I have done all of this because I have had to. I have to be strong for dad. I have to be strong for mum.
I have lost the man that I looked up to and loved. I have lost the man that was always there for me no matter what. The man that came and fixed things in my house which I didn’t know even needed fixing. The man that could make me laugh.
But I feel I have also lost my mum. I have lost the woman who always knew how to make me feel better. The woman who was my friend, my champion and my support. The woman who cared, cherished and loved me. Yes I know mum is here but she’s not the same person I knew. I don’t know what the future holds but I do know that the relationship I once cherished can never be built back to what it was.
However, I love both of them. I always have and I always will.
I would finally like to thank family and friends who have supported us over the past eight months, especially my husband who has been a rock to me. I don’t believe we’ll ever come to terms with what has happened but would sincerely ask for our privacy to be respected as we seek to move forward with our lives.