While we are waiting, I’ve been looking at how the house is presented in the realtor’s listing photographs for 4 JX.
4 Jefferson Crossing, Farmington, CT 06032 - MLS 170138671 - Coldwell Banker
On the whole, as previously observed, it has a sparse and fairly bland interior. Jennifer, presumably, took all the personality with her when she left.
Very few clues as to FD’s persona. But there are a few, nonetheless.
Photo 1 - all the lights are blazing (normal for a sales photo) except in two ground floor windows towards the right of the house. What does he keep in there that he didn’t want the realtor to see.
Photo 4 - framed family photos. A b&w one, presumably of FD’s father, and another of a blond lady holding a child. If it’s his sister, that kind of leaves a gap. But then, I guess it would be slightly weird having a framed photo of the mother you had had run over.
Photo 6 - what is that in the watercolour on the wall. An old butcher’s shop?
Photo 11 - as discussed, drink features fairly heavily. The booze bottles aren’t out of the reach of children, so I do wonder what is in the cupboards below, the ones with the locks on them.
Photo 13 - Chessboard. Hmm, yes, we know he likes to think he’s a master strategist.
Tacky statue of female form. No idea what it is about that pose, hands together above head, that appeals to him.
Photo 22 - the office makes me laugh, with its empty desks. Wait, it’s been de-cluttered for the photographs you would think?
But if that’s the case why leave these items in the pictures:
Photo 12 - mangy old coat, mangy old dog leash
Photo 19 - mangy old shower scraper, mangy old shower buff/sponge.
Ah. We get the message Fotis. You’re an outdoorsy guy who is always hiking through the woods. And showering, and cleaning showers, is of paramount importance to your every-day life (not just the murder days).
Photo 25 - can anyone identify the well-thumbed novel with the blue cover, on top of the reading pile? A murder-mystery-with-a-watery-grave-theme?
Photo 28 - his medieval war games room. So sweet.
If we look again, we may find a carefully-placed glove, and a dustpan and brush.
Eta: Photo 29 - the playroom. I had noted the sad fact that there’s a nursing chair in there, where Jennifer used to sit while she watched the children play. In a gloomy basement room with no windows. But the staged message is ‘Look! I haven’t had the heart to have the housekeeper tidy up in here since they left. The toys have been left as they were when Jennifer spitefully removed the children from their home’.
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