The driver of the pick-up truck involved in the crash has been taken into custody by Jamaican police for questioning
A BRIT mum has died in a horror motorbike crash while on a couple’s holiday in Jamaica.
Lisa Ball, 53, from Keighley, West Yorkshire, was on board a rented scooter when a pick-up truck smashed into the bike and sent her flying over 60ft across the road.
Brit grandma Lisa Ball has died in a horror motorbike crash while on holiday in Jamaica
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Lisa was on a dream holiday to the Caribbean with her partner Anthony Hurt as the pair celebrated their anniversary
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Lisa was rushed to hospital but passed away as Anthony was left with minor injuries
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Lisa was on a dream holiday to the Caribbean with her partner Anthony Hurt as the pair celebrated their anniversary.
Anthony is thought to have been driving the scooter with Lisa sat as a passenger when the truck pulled out from a restaurant car park on the island’s tourist trail near to Montego Bay.
Both were dramatically thrown from the Honda scooter along the North Coast Highway, according to horrified witnesses.
The tragic accident took place around 7.40pm on May 19.
Lisa tragically suffered fatal head injuries and was pronounced dead shortly after being rushed to hospital.
Anthony reportedly escaped with just minor injuries to his feet.
A shocked eyewitness who stopped at the scene to help Lisa described the tragedy.
Kacia Campbell-Jones said: “I am still reeling from the shock of the incident, which made for a sleepless night.”
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Tributes have poured in for the beloved family woman since her death was confirmed by Jamaican police.
Her heartbroken daughter Chloe Watson left a heart-aching message on social media saying: “Love you mum.”
She added: “She was a much-loved mum and nana of Olivia, Daisy, Lyla, Lillie and Madelyn.”
As close friend Fiona Ward said: “This beautiful lady is one of my closest friends, she came to Jamaica for a holiday with her partner they were having the best time until this tragic accident.
“This is such devastating news for her family and friends. Everyone who loved Jo is grieving.”
Lisa was also labelled as a “gentle soul, kind and caring” by Claire Ettenfield, a salon owner in her hometown of Keighley.
The driver of the pick-up truck involved in the crash has been taken into custody by Jamaican police for questioning.
The Foreign, Commonwealth and Development Office told The Sun: “We are supporting the family of a British national who has died in Jamaica and are in contact with the local authorities.”
Lisa’s death is the latest fatal tourist road accident in Jamaica in recent months.
In February, a Canadian holidaymaker lost her life on the same highway just hours after she arrived at the island’s airport.
The British Foreign Office has guidance online for tourists warning them to be aware of the dangers of road accidents in the Caribbean.
It states: “Many roads are badly maintained with poor signage. In some locations a 4-wheel-drive vehicle is recommended.
“Road accidents and fatalities are common. Roads in rural areas are often narrow and winding and poorly lit at night.
“Weather conditions can exacerbate poor driving conditions.
“Driving standards vary. Lane discipline is poor. Speeding and drink-driving is common. Many drivers do not have car insurance.”
Tributes have poured in for the beloved family woman since her death was confirmed by Jamaican police
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