ANNE ELIZABETH CLACKERS
It was in February when just at lunchtime - we usually close between one and two, when my husband and myself went up to open up the shop.  I asked him to go into the wholesalers to go and get some goods at the wholesaler.  I went and I helped him load empty crates onto the truck and he left.
	It wasn't long that he had left when a guy had entered the shop and he said to me, could he have a look at Makweta blankets.  I said to him: "Do you want to have a look at a Makweta blanket, don't you know what a Makweta blanket looks like?"  He asked whether I could take it down and I said: "Do you want to buy it now?", and he said: "No, a farmer was going to come and buy it."  So I said well I'll take it down when he comes and buys it.
	I asked him if I could help him, he said no, he was just looking around in the shop.  And the next minute a guy with a balaclava entered the shop, he jumped onto the counter, he sat with his one leg on the counter and he said to me: "Go and fetch me a coke".  I said to him calmly I would.  I just sensed that there something wrong because he was balaclava'd and I starting making my way to the front door.  There is only one entrance,  and I got to the entrance and I was pushed back by the third person.
	The door was closed, there was nobody in the shop.  The guy with the balaclava started choking me, he started throttling me, he tried to get my windpipe out, I fought back, just the two of us.  I had him against the wall, I was in the middle, he kept on beating me.  I tried to make my way back to the door.  I was pushed back again from the guy standing at the door and at that moment I did have strength.  And the guy in the balaclava said to the other guy behind me:  "Help me, I can't kill this woman, she's got strength".  And I did have strength and God had given me that strength.  
WITNESS DISTRESSED
	From the door he pulled a knife out on me, he said: "Yes, I can't kill this woman, I am seeing something".  He said that he saw something.  And it was true when he said that he couldn't kill me, but I know that God had given me the strength because I haven't got such strength, to help me.  The guy in the balaclava carried on beating me.  He asked him for money and I said to him: "Alright, I will give you money".  I went to my till, I then thought no, you've already beaten me and you're asking for my money, I won't give you my money.  I took the till from the table and I threw it onto the floor.  I wanted to get attention from somebody to come help me.  At that time the noise was there and I started shouting and then they started using my dishcloths to close up my mouth.  I begged him to stop beating me.  He kept on saying: "Give me money, give me money".  I said to him: "Alright, I will".  I had some change under the counter and I gave him that and he must have thought it was a lot of money, but it wasn't much.
	There were batteries on the counter - because the guy at the door came and said to him there was somebody coming up from the house, and that was my son.  
	While the beating was going on I was standing up all the time, with the strength that I got from God.  I walked outside and I saw my son and I ...(indistinct) him - I'm sorry.
WITNESS DISTRESSED