Amy's story

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On 15th June 2011, on a sunny summer’s evening at around 7pm, Amy went out for a bicycle ride with our friend and neighbour Lucy. She was happy. She was content. She was safe; or so we thought. Two people were racing their cars at high speed along Blackbrook Way at around 7.30pm. One of them lost control, came onto the pavement, and killed Amy instantly. The driver who hit Amy was driving under the influence of alcohol, without insurance and in breach of his driver’s licence. Both drivers have now been charged with death by dangerous driving.

This ‘Think Amy’ campaign is here to keep the memory of my daughter Amy alive, to

highlight the dangers and consequences of driving dangerously, recklessly and at high speed, to help prevent another tragedy, to help other families who have also lost someone they love and to give my daughter a voice and a voice to others who have suffered a similar consequence.

Furthermore, this campaign will endeavour to influence future ‘Road Traffic’ legislation, allowing tougher sentences for those convicted of serious offences, where victims are killed or seriously injured. We also aim to provide support, information and comfort to other victims and their families in any way that we can.

Amy’s Life

Amy was born on 2nd July 1997 at 7.09am; a beautiful little girl who was brought to my husband and me at exactly the right time. One month earlier, her father Andy was diagnosed as terminally ill with an inoperable brain tumour. At the time of Amy’s birth, Andy was undergoing radiotherapy. He was given a life expectancy of six months.

Amy came into our lives and brought with her joy and hope and a sense of a future for us all. A sunny delightful little girl, so funny, so kind and so very loved. She grew to be such a giving, generous and optimistic little soul - never without a smile - full of excitement and a deep appreciation for all the magical sides of life. She was six years old when finally her father died.

She had a brother called Benjamin who is two years older. She adored him, looked up to him and in her own little way mothered him. The three of us continued to live in our family home in South East London for a further two years. We relocated to Taunton, Somerset in the winter of 2005, to move closer to our family, her grandparents, aunties, uncles and cousins. Amy loved our new location.

She attended primary school in Thurlbear and later went on to attend Bishop Fox’s Secondary School.

Such a character, she was well known and well thought of and was achieving above average grades and her ambition was to become a primary school teacher and work with young children. Like most thirteen year olds, she had many passions and interests. Music and drama were high up on her list. Always a song being played in her bedroom.

She attended a drama school where she was able to express and share with us her larger-than-life personality. She loved animals. She had a cat called Donald; they were firm friends.

She was my daughter, but also my best friend. Amy’s death has left a void in me that can never be filled.

Amy’s death has had a huge impact on the Taunton community for many reasons, but mostly because she was so popular, so loved and her presence here in this town is so very missed.