Negro invader Tennyson Obih, 27, who was granted indefinite leave to remain in Britain in 2000, has been remanded in custody after being charged with stabbing a White policeman, Jonathan Henry, to death in Luton, north of London.
Nigerian Obih, is also charged with the attempted murder of two window cleaners in Luton's George Street early on Monday morning, and an earlier aggravated burglary at a house. Obih faces two charges of the attempted murder of window cleaners Steven Chamberlain and David Knight. Mr Chamberlain was stabbed in the back and is said to be in a serious but stable condition in the Luton and Dunstable Hospital. Mr Knight suffered a minor injury to his arm.
Now widowed Mrs. Henry-Brock spoke of her desperate sadness that a devoted husband and father would not live to see 11-month-old Maggie's first birthday. She said simply: "He saw her first steps, but will never hear her first words. Never see her first school play or sports day. Never see her fall in love or grow or run and jump. She will never know her dad, the gentle giant. He was a lovely man, nothing more nor less."
PC Henry was stabbed twice in the chest as he tried to disarm the Negro knifeman in Luton town centre shortly after 7.15am. The Negro criminal lunged at the officer after police tried to incapacitate him with CS spray. Both blows missed PC Henry's protective body armour.
His horrified colleagues eventually subdued the Negro attacker with a Taser stun gun. Minutes earlier, he had stabbed the two window cleaners. Police said that African-born Obih was in the UK legally, having been granted indefinite leave to stay. Earlier reports had said, wrongly, that he had overstayed his visa and was due for deportation.
In her statement, Mrs Henry told how she met her husband on an evening out in Luton in July 2000 - and how they spent the night in hospital after he fell outside a bar. She recalled: "When we married five years later, on July 2 2005, he made me the happiest woman in the world.
"I didn't get to say goodbye, to tell him one last time that I loved him, or to be careful. I am alone amidst a family who are now incomplete, who will never feel his warmth and joy and love again. He is gone, forever, nothing I can do will ever bring him back. My brother and sisters are distraught, my parents cannot believe they will never see him again. We are alone with our grief, we are alone in our togetherness."
PC Henry's sister added: "He was a kind, loving family man. He had a great sense of fun and had the gift of putting people at their ease and making them laugh in any situation. My brother loved his wife more than anything on earth. They were soulmates, a pair. Two halves of the same coin. They were in love. Nothing can replace the void that his death has left.
"My brother was proud of his daughter. They were the same. She is him. He loved her. She will never know him. Never feel his touch again. Never hear his laughter ring out and fill the room. Never delight him with her laugh, her smile.”