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One day, when Robert was caring for Alexander, she arrived home drunk and caused a scene. He called the police and they let her off with a caution. On another occasion she phoned him at work and said that she’d thrown the baby down the stairs. He raced home to find the infant unharmed.

The couple continued to argue, and Robert moved out to live with his grandmother when Alexander was six weeks old, whereupon Danielle threatened to take an overdose, saying that she’d done so before. The house had been rented to Robert by his employer, so a Catholic charity found Danielle a house for single mothers at the other side of Newcastle.

For the next two months she lived alone, frequently sending texts to Robert Gallon. She made up stories about being mugged whilst out shopping, and, when that didn’t win him back, she pretended repeatedly that the baby was ill. Her own mother had seven children to care for so couldn’t babysit as often as she’d have liked, but Danielle was given various appointments with social services. Unfortunately she often didn’t turn up for them.

On Father’s Day in June she texted Robert again and he came round after work and spent the evening with his child. He continued to visit Alexander, but before long Danielle’s jealousy resurfaced and she kept asking him if he was seeing other girls. She told him that the baby was ‘a devil’ when he wasn’t there and it was obvious that she hadn’t bonded with the child. In August she phoned him when the infant wouldn’t stop crying and a neighbour overheard her screaming ‘Do you want me to throw this bairn down the stairs? Do you want me to stot its head?’

On Saturday 27 August 2005, she sat alone, brooding. She needed to be with someone, preferably Robert, but the baby had become an obstacle and her life was an endless round of nappies, bathing and feeds. She could hear Alexander in the next room, screaming, and sent his father yet another text. It said ‘You hurt me so bad. I can’t think of anything else to do. I’m sorry. I hope you remember that me and the bairn love you. It’s best I leave this way. I love you, always have and always will.’

She’d hoped that her veiled threats would bring him around, but he didn’t respond, so she called and sent texts to him all of the following day, but he’d had enough of her manipulation and stayed away.