Father talks of 'pointless' life

Beverley Samuels and her children were murdered in their home

The former husband of Beverley Samuels and father of her two children, Fred Wizzart, gave an impact statement saying he now "hated" his life.

It read: "There is absolutely nothing I can say that would in any way justify what has happened and what the meaning of losing three people so close to me has done to my entire life.

"There is such emptiness inside me and anything I do, I feel it's pointless without them.

"I don't have any goals any more. My life was my kids, everything I did or didn't do was for them.

"I longed to see my only daughter start university and for my son to grow into a man and do the sort of normal and special things they do.

"I will never see my daughter or son get married, not to mention grandchildren.

I hate my life as it is now and as I reach out to God for comfort Fred Wizzart

"Kesha was my first child, she set the course of my life.

"She was always a very bright child, worked hard at school and achieved 10 GCSEs, three A-levels and her dream of a place at Manchester University to study law, although she never knew this.

"She was a typical teenager. She had so much depth to her. She could be loud, fun, loving, sporty, but she was also caring, a good listener and in many ways my soul mate.

"She always worked hard to achieve her potential. She really embraced life and took from it everything it had to offer.

"She had so much to live for."

Life 'ruined'

He described his son Fred as "just changing from a child to a young man".

"He was a really funny person, always teasing his mum, aunts and cousins, but he was really caring and loving too. He would always be the first there to stick up for any kid that was being picked on by others."

He described his former wife as "a good person" who would "do anything for you".

Of his life since the murders, he said: "I wake up every morning since this horrific act against my family thinking about a nightmare I have just had, then quickly reality hits and the day begins thinking and torturing, looking for answers.

"I hate my life as it is now and as I reach out to God for comfort. I try and find some sort of understanding.

"What my beautiful children and their mother could possibly have done to deserve this? This person, if I can call him that, has totally ruined my life and me."