David James Evans
11th February 1969 to 28th July 2002
David's Life
- a Tribute by Mum Valerie
David was
born on a freezing Feb morning in Billericay in
Essex. He was in such a hurry to get here that I
never had time to make it to the delivery room,
and had him in the ward.
He was a beautiful baby, and also an active toddler.
He never bothered with the crawling stage, too slow,
he just went straight to walking at 10 months and
in a few days he learnt that running was even quicker.
After that I needed an extra set of eyes in the
back of my head as then there was no stopping him.
His favourite pastime when he was about 2 was trying
to escape from the garden. We had to tie the gate
shut, and when this failed, David used to try and
tunnel his way out from under the fence using his
toy diggers. A couple of times David did escape,
and then I had to go and fetch him back from the
playground, as that was where he liked to go. In
those days the early 70's playgrounds were always
set out in concrete, so not a safe place to be alone.
David started school at 5, but did not like it much
at first, he hated be away from me, but he soon
settled.
We moved to mid Wales in August 79, when David was
10, as by then the area we lived in was getting
quite rough, and as my husband is from this area,
and we had been here on hols etc, we thought it
would be better for the children with more freedom,
and a better quality of life. That must have been
the worst thing I have ever done, because if we
had stayed in Essex, David would not have met that
lunatic in his car that dreadful day in July 02.
I will always regret that for as long as I live.
David did enjoy his life here as far as I know.
He joined Welsh Royal Crystal at 17, and learnt
to be a glass blower, and an excellent one at that.
I have some unique pieces that David made for us,
mostly swans, dolphins in blue, and his speciality,
lots of beautiful paperweights. These to me are
priceless and irreplacable as David made them.
David's main love in life was his motor-bikes. He
learnt to ride at 16, as round here transport is
a must. He always had a bike from that day on, and
in 2001 he saw this lovely green & white Kawasaki
for sale - he loved that bike, but sadly it was
on that bike that he met that idiot.
What hurts is that David's killer has never shown
any remorse for what he has done, and as the CPS
decided not to charge him with anything, he is free
to live and kill again. The police force around
here are farcical in the way they treat victims'
families. The liason officer was useless, he admitted
that this was his first road death that he had dealt
with. We were not even given an experienced officer
to deal with this tragedy.