Graphic Violence

			(Mr. Lewis:) Could you tell the court...
what you remember of that morning?		(Ms. Thurloe:) Certainly. We were walking across the heath..		on our usual route...
	... when Molly,  that's my dog, started barking.. tugging in one direction.
She led me through trees which is where we found...			(crying) I'm sorry.. it was awful.
(Mr. Lewis:) What was so awful Ms Thurloe?		(Ms. Thurloe:) The body.		Graphic Violence
	And beside it what looked like a large sword.			(Mr. Lewis:) And.. Is this the body?
	(Ms. Thurloe:) Yes