Er. Not to put too fine a point on it, I met my wife
So now, without further adieu, the third instalment in my three seemingly un-related and life-changing events. I met my wife – yes, that was the event that started it all for me.
Firstly, don’t panic. This is not some namby pamby story of how I met Vanessa, fell in love, got married and lived happily ever after surrounded by roses, eating chocolate and drinking red wine – hmmm, excuse me for a moment, time to pour a glass.
Pause. Gentle gurgling sounds of cabernet sauvignon hitting crystal.
Ahh, now where were we? That’s right, well, meeting V was life changing for me, yes. But something you want to read about in excruciating, cheek-blushing detail? Er, no. Probably not. No, this is about the work Vanessa was doing when we met and how finding out about it, and being inevitably drawn into it, changed my life.
“I honestly didn’t do it, Guv. Stand on me.”
Vanessa was the Project Director for the University of Melbourne’s Innocence Project (UoMIP)
I’m sure you’ve heard of Innocence Projects – and if you haven’t, you need to – so I won’t go into great detail – except to say they investigate claims of wrongful conviction (see www.innocenceproject.org for the original US-based project).
The Tipping Point 