"The evening with my family had been perfect. My 18-year-old daughter, Amy, and her sister had cooked a meal for their mother's birthday and there had been a couple of glasses of champagne.
After dinner, Amy popped down to the corner shop. It was 10.30pm. When she returned, she staggered through the front door smeared with mud - and soaked with blood from a dreadful wound in her chest..
continued: Daily Mail
*although not, it appears, sufficiently for him to conclude that the something which must be done might possibly encompass not welcoming here in the first place the kind of dead-eyed Jamaican crack-dealing gangsters who stabbed his daughter.