MY son, Malcolm Anderson, was killed in a road accident on his motorbike in August. I am writing this letter in the hope that the car driver concerned in the accident, Natalie Marsh, will read it as she is now appealing against the penalty imposed upon he

MY son, Malcolm Anderson, was killed in a road accident on his motorbike in August.

I am writing this letter in the hope that the car driver concerned in the accident, Natalie Marsh, will read it as she is now appealing against the penalty imposed upon her, a two-year driving ban and a fine of £500 plus £100 costs.

This was her sentence for killing my son by her lack of concentration.

I wonder if she realises how lucky she is. After all, she can still carry on with her life. She can still kiss her daughter goodnight and hug her. We will never kiss our son goodnight or hug him again. She can still go on and have more children and we will never have grandchildren from Malcolm to kiss and hug. His brother and sister will never have nieces or nephews from him or have a night out with him. His fiancée will never walk down the aisle as Mrs Anderson. Can anyone tell me what more she can take away from us?

PAT and ALF ANDERSON, c/o Nene Road, Huntingdon