Murder on the Piccadilly Line

Gloucester Road Tube Station. The eastbound platform of the Piccadilly Line. You don’t know it, but you’re actually stepping into a crime scene. Being London, that’s hardly surprising. But the crime that happened here was inexplicable in the sense that there was no known motive, no witnesses and no clue. The story starts here, but […]

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Gruesome Tales, This Thursday!

The scene that met the Policemen made them collectively shudder. Robert and Nathaniel Coombes were calmly playing cards downstairs. Their mother was nowhere to be seen. But she was in the house. Upstairs, lying in bed, actually. Murdered. Her face had been largely devoured by maggots while rats had eaten her brain, heart and right […]

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A Gangster’s Paradise

by Sheldon The people whose houses backed on to Chingford Mount Cemetery would be forgiven for thinking that the Resurrectionists had returned, early in the morning of the 15th of June 1934. Flickering torches slowly meandered their way through the darkness, the light catching the odd headstone here and there. Their flickering light barely illuminating some […]

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Amongst the Stones of Leytonstone

by Sheldon Multiple stone eyes gazed heavenward as myself and Paul entered a mass of marble in Leytonstone, East London. The second part of a day trip which had firstly taken us to Chingford Mount (a forthcoming post), we decided to explore this vast, crowded expanse of weathered, wonky crosses and angels. St Patrick’s Catholic Cemetery opened […]

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