Roz Purcell

We spent hours and hours from day to dusk looking.

Quite a bit of a blur, to be very honest with you.

One week after Elizabeth's disappearance, on Saturday, 4th September, a large-scale methodical search by Gardaí took place, with everybody joining in.

The Garda pointed to a search area and it was undergrowth and scrubs and rough terrain, rough, rough land.

And then, the search party found something.

Near Castle Tymon Woods, the location where a parked car had been seen in the hours after Elizabeth had walked out of McDaniel's pub in British Bay.

It was one of Elizabeth's friends, Joe McCoy, who made the discovery.

There was a laneway leading from the roadway into the forest.

While searching around the area, they saw a bra hanging on the briars and a scarf.

Then another of the searchers found a shoe.

They went back to Jo's girlfriend, Annette, to take a closer look at it.

I looked at the shoe and said, that's Liz's shoe.

I had no doubt about it.

Annette showed the shoe to Liz's good friend, Mella.

God, I just held in my arms and I just said, oh, please, let her be alive or let her, you know, please let us find her.

Everyone's heart sank.

They knew this was not good and that most likely something bad had happened to Elizabeth.

By now, Elizabeth's disappearance had become national news on both RT TV and radio.

Elizabeth's shoe, her underwear, a silver watch her father had given her for her 21st birthday were all found.

But not Elizabeth.