Lidia Thorpe (Victoria, Independent) Share this | Hansard source

[inaudible] her words with you: 'The last time I saw my son Josh he was in shackles. He'd been let out on prison on leave to attend his Uncle Bruce's funeral. After the service, as I walked him back to the police van, he stopped to cuddle everyone, and I thought, "Is he going to say goodbye to me or what?" Before he got in the van, he turned to me. "I love you, Mum," he said. "I love you too, son," I said. "I'll see you when you come out." "Yeah, Mum. I'll come home." We had the biggest cuddle. Those were our last words. Everybody—