Innholdsfortegnelse for February Special - 2016 i Pick Me Up! Special

Calling all armchair detectives! If you’re glued to the TV for every new crime series, or you’re deciding whodunit before the opening credits have rolled, then INSIDE CRIME is the magazine for you! In this fab Chat crime special, we remove the mystery from murder, taking readers behind the scenes of some of the UK’s most notorious homicides. We meet David Swindle ( p12 ), the top cop who launched Operation Anagram, an ongoing investigation into the murders of Scottish serial killer Peter Tobin. A forensic scientist talks us through their role in cracking crime ( p48 ), and you can test your own detective skills, with our CSI quiz on p41 , complete with a special reader offer of cut-price CSI Experience Days. On p32 , a…

As part of Chancellor George Osborne’s £1.3 billion overhaul of the UK prison service, in his Autumn Statement, he announced the sale of HMP Holloway. First opened in 1852, it became the first women-only prison in 1902, and five women were executed there between 1903 and 1955. Now its land will be used to provide up to 5,000 new homes. Here we take a look back at some of its most infamous inmates. CYNTHIA PAYNE Notorious brothel madam Cynthia Payne, who died in November 2015, aged 82, spent six months in Holloway in 1980. She became famous after hilarious evidence at her trial for running a brothel at her Streatham home revealed how clients at her sex parties paid for sex with luncheon vouchers. Two films, Personal Services starring Julie…

He kept trophies from his victims Lothian and Borders cops were there too, looking for Vicky Hamilton. They found a body, using ground penetrating radar. It was Vicky Hamilton. Soon after, they found Dinah, too. It was terrible. Vicky had been killed in Bathgate and driven to Irvine Drive in Tobin’s car. I never met Tobin face-to-face, but I knew he was a horrible b*****d. Vicky was easy prey – young and alone, waiting at a bus stop. Both murdered girls had the antidepressant amitriptyline in their bodies. And Tobin – who kept jewellery trophies from his victims – was a hypochondriac. He used different aliases, hiding in hospitals, after committing crimes. After a month-long trial, in 2008, at Dundee High Court, Tobin was found guilty of the rape, abduction…

More tragedy was to follow It was a bleak time for Marie Besnard. Her husband Leon’s elderly parents had come to live with them at the start of 1940. Only, a few weeks later, Leon’s father had died. Food poisoning from dangerous mushrooms. Soon after, Leon’s mother had died too, of pneumonia. And then, a month on, his sister Lucie was also found dead – an apparent suicide. To make things worse, Marie’s elderly father passed away from a brain haemorrhage. It was the fourth funeral Marie and Leon would attend in less than a year. But even the darkest clouds sometimes have silver linings. Leon’s parents had been rich. And because Lucie was dead, their entire fortune would pass straight to Leon. Marie and Leon would also inherit a…

Unable to face the trial, I stayed away. His guilty plea meant it only lasted a day. Sasha’s lawyer said he wanted to spare his victims’ families the agony of hearing the evidence. It turned out that Sasha had written a sick diary about his murders. And he’d told police where to find the chopped up remains. I also saw a police video, where he was taken in handcuffs, to show them how and where he killed these poor people. How did my son become a monster? He wrote in his diary about his victim Sergei Lisyanin, saying: I was sitting next to him, smoking, we were drinking together. I stood up, took out my knife, he didn’t realise what I was going to do. I stabbed him in his…

Dogs can sniff out body parts When it came to tracking down a new career, Sue Proctor – a former police officer of 30 years standing – put her detective skills to good use. She knew she’d cracked it when, aged 49, she started Think Forensic – a groundbreaking business, bringing the importance of forensic science to the public. As well as educational and corporate work, at her HQ, based in the West Yorkshire village of Skelmanthorpe, Sue runs CSI experience days. Sue, who had worked on crimes ranging from rape to murder and car crime, and as a police driver trainer, also worked with young offenders before leaving the force. Now 61, she says: ‘I did a trial with the mounted branch, which I disliked intensely, as the horses…

I knew she’d pinched our cash Whoever said ‘age is just a number’ must’ve been talking about my mum Norma. She was 76 years young all right! With her living close by, I popped in often. Not that Mum was one to sit around, mind you. When she wasn’t in Oldham shopping, she was walking her shih-tzu dog Alfie, and she loved a bit of banter. I’d often take my friend Jackie Carolan, 46, round with me. I’d known Jackie since school. But now she was just as much Mum’s mate as mine. The three of us got on brilliantly. And towards the end of 2011, we got talking about holidays. ‘I loved Spain,’ Mum sighed. ‘I haven’t been away in ages.’ ‘So let’s go!’ I suggested. ‘Great idea,’ Jackie…

ON THE BOX Silent Witness It’s now 20 years since Silent Witness first aired, and it’s still going strong with a series currently airing on BBC One. Emilia Fox takes the starring role as a forensic anthropologist and shows the importance of forensic pathology when investigating murders. Warning: You’ll need a strong stomach to watch the team analyse bodies in the mortuary! Midsomer Murders You’d think that news would’ve got out about Midsomer, but nope, 19 years on from the first episode on ITV and people still plump for the pretty county – although many don’t make the end credits. It’s left to detectives John Barnaby (Neil Dudgeon) and Charlie Nelson (Gwilym Lee) to solve the murder through their lines of questioning. See if you can…

There’s never been a more shocking series of child killings than the Moors Murders, committed by Ian Brady and his girlfriend Myra Hindley between 1963 and 1966. The pair received life sentences in 1966 for the murder and sexual assault of three innocent children, aged between 10 and 17. Hindley died age 60 in prison in 2002, and Brady, 77, is still incarcerated. The final death toll was five, but Brady and Hindley didn’t admit to the last two murders until 1987. The killings were dubbed the Moors Murders because three of the victims were discovered on Lancashire’s bleak Saddleworth Moor. PAULINE READE On 12 July 1963, Pauline Reade, 16, vanished on her way to a disco, enticed into Hindley’s minivan, while Brady followed behind on his motorbike. They drove…

CAT’S MENTAL! Many people might buy a cuddly toy for their kids as a souvenir from their travels, but one passenger took the tiger by its tail in her quest to bring back an authentic furry friend. The Thai woman - named as Piyawan Palasarn - put a tranquilised two-month-old tiger cub inside a tiger toy in an attempt to smuggle the animal on a flight to Iran in 2010. Suspicions were roused when the unusually large bag she used to carry the tiger in went through the X-ray machine, giving staff a glimpse of the real animal inside. CASE CLOSED Two mates bagged the spotlight when their smuggling attempt was caught on camera and went viral on YouTube and Facebook. Attempting to flee Peru, one man nestled in a…

Mass murderer Jeremy Bamber has been posting cake recipes online from his cell in HMP Wakefield. Bamber, 54, has been sharing on his blog details of his favourite puddings from mum June – one of five members of his family he shot dead in 1985. He says his ‘bake-off’ is to honour his mother – paying tribute to her lemon drizzle, rich chocolate cake, Victoria sponge and pineapple upside-down cake recipes. ‘She used to love baking and made delicious cakes for the family to enjoy,’ he said, inviting people to take photos of their own cakes and send them to him at the Wakefield slammer, where he is serving life. Bamber has lost several legal attempts to overturn his conviction for the murder of his adoptive parents Nevill and June,…

Bible John was the nickname of a serial killer, believed to have murdered three young women, after meeting them in the Barrowland Ballrooms in Glasgow, Scotland. Patricia Docker, Jemima McDonald and Helen Puttock were raped and strangled between 1968 and 1969. Although Bible John has never been identified, his modus operandi link him heavily to Peter Tobin. Bizarrely, all three women had been menstruating and sanitary products were placed next to their bodies. Helen had been out with her sister Jeannie that night. She said her sister met a sandy-haired man, who introduced himself as John. During the taxi ride home he used biblical terms, describing Barrowlands as a ‘den of iniquity’. In his book The Lost British Serial Killer , Professor David Wilson said Tobin…

He held a gun to my head Some women love a bad boy. But I believed that, deep down, mine was a big softie. Charlie Netterville, 35, and I met when I was just 15. Friends had warned me about his ladies’ man reputation, but I hadn’t listened. ‘They don’t know you like I do,’ I’d always tell him. After tying the knot in June 2007, we’d had our son Gabe, now 5. Noah followed two years later. But things, it seemed, were about to change… By January 2010, Charlie was drinking heavily, coming in late… Then he started going missing for two or three days at a time. ‘You can’t keep disappearing,’ I’d sob. ‘We need you.’ I knew he was having an affair. My suspicions were confirmed one…

It was clear he was still lying I’d left my wife and kids tucked up in bed when I set off for work early on 7 July, 2005. What started off as a normal day at work within the Met’s anti-terrorism branch turned into a nightmare that still haunts me and many others. Much of my time working on the case was spent up in West Yorkshire, working on the investigation in the bombers’ home towns. My youngest daughter had been born just a month before the blasts happened, but I’d had to leave her down in South London with her mum and move to Leeds. The first bomb factory up there had been found fairly quickly. At that point we didn’t even realise there were more. I analysed phone…

Meet the expert: Rachel Griffin, is director of Suzy Lamplugh Trust. For 29 years, the organisation has been helping people stay safe. It was formed in memory of Suzy Lamplugh an estate agent who, after going to meet a client disappeared, presumed killed. If you’re concerned about your personal safety, it’s time to do something about it. ‘The police exist to step in when things go wrong and attacks or crime happen, but as individuals we owe it to ourselves to think about safety and take a few simple steps to help us stay and feel safer,’ explains Rachel Griffin. ‘Personal safety alarms can be a vital tool for men and women of all ages. They are designed to offer some protection against a number of dangerous situations. ‘There are…

Now Sue is giving you the chance to test your detective skills, with a special CSI quiz. Simply read through the information on the crime, meet the suspects, read the autopsy report and the evidence and match the fingerprints to find the murderer. (Answer on page 62 ) If you had fun, you might fancy our great reader offer, of cut-price CSI Experience Days at Think Forensic’s Skelmanthorpe HQ. Sue is offering INSIDE CRIME readers the chance to book a day for £39 per person, instead of the usual £89, if they book before 1 June. To book, simply email info@thinkforensic.co.uk  using the subject heading INSIDE CRIME Offer, giving your name, phone number, email address, the number of people wanting to come and the time of year…

Her sister found her dead THE MURDER A picture-perfect Sussex village, a millionaire’s mansion and a killer on the loose – it’s a case that has all the makings of a TV murder mystery. It was even dubbed the ‘real-life Midsomer Murder’, given that an episode of the popular TV show was filmed in the same village. But, after two years, 9,500 interviews and a £10,000 unclaimed reward, the crime has yet to be solved. In December 2013, in Bosham, West Sussex, Valerie Graves, 55, was battered to death as she slept. Grandmother of two Valerie had been house-sitting for some friends at their £1.6million mansion over Christmas. After an evening spent watching TV with her family, she’d turned in at around 10pm on the night of the 29th, sleeping…

‘How about a jam butty?’ The day I escaped the clutches of Ian Brady and Myra Hindley is one I’ll never forget. It was 1963, and I was just 7 years old. I was no innocent though – me and two of my siblings, had already clocked up 187 arrests for petty thieving. From a chaotic, large Irish family, we’d moved to Manchester in 1960. I was eighth in the line-up of 13 kids, with six brothers and six sisters. Our dad Seamus was a violent drunk – and our mum Elizabeth wasn’t much better. We only went to school to get a hot meal. The rest of the time, our father sent us to bombed out buildings to collect scrap metal. A favourite ploy was to pull out the…

A-list celebrities can’t get enough of designer bags by fashonistas’ favourite Anya Hindmarch. Her handbags can cost £2,700 and tiny purses sell for £195. But it is the actual black and white cotton dustbags they are packed in that have caught the eye of stars, including actress Keira Knightley. And the striped tote bags – which fetch up to £225 on eBay – are sewn together by inmates at HMP Bronzefield in Surrey. More than 10,000 of the dustbags are made each year by lags in the Bronzefield workshop, where women are paid £9.60 for grafting up to 25 hours a week.…

‘Paul’s gone, he’s dead ’ I felt numb with anger My brother, Paul Thrower, had a heart of gold. He was always there for me. A window cleaner, he doted on his son Luke, now 16, who lived with his mum. He made people smile, had lots of friends and we were really close. And so I was devastated when, on 20 February 2014, I received a distressed voicemail from my mum, Margaret Jackson, now 71. ‘Can you call me,’ she asked. I sensed that something was wrong. ‘He’s gone, Dawn,’ she choked through sobs, when we spoke later. ‘Paul’s gone, he’s dead’. I listened, stunned, as she told me she was at St Mary’s Hospital in London to identify my brother’s body. My partner, Gary Murphy, drove us straight…

Tobin was a sex offender I was a Detective Superintendent at Strathclyde Police when I was made Senior Investigating Officer into the disappearance of Polish student Angelika Kluk, in September 2006. Reported missing by her married lover, Martin Macaskill, she worked as a cleaner at the city’s St Patrick’s Catholic church. She often stayed in Glasgow, where her sister Anneta lived, earning money to finance her studies in Poland. She’d been missing since the Monday when I was called into a press conference on the Friday. The church had already been searched, but I asked for it to be searched again. In the early hours of the morning, I was told police had found her underneath the church floorboards, stabbed and bound with cable ties. Angelika’s body was left in…

She'd been cut in half NAME: Angelika Kluk FROM: Krakow, Poland AGE: 23 DISAPPEARED: Glasgow, Scotland, September 2006 DISCOVERED: Glasgow, Scotland, September 2006 The body of student Angelika Kluk was found under the floorboards of St Patrick’s Catholic church in Glasgow. She had been bludgeoned about the head, raped, tied up and stabbed 16 times. A student at Gdansk University in Poland, she was a regular visitor to Glasgow, where her older sister lived. She was last seen on 24 September, 2006, in the grounds of the church. On 26 September her older sister Anneta appealed for information about her whereabouts. Police then appealed for information about a man named ‘Pat McLaughlin’ – the church handyman, who was believed to be the last person to see Angelika. It soon emerged…

He had about 200 knives Just 19 when my son Alexander was born, it was the happiest day of my life. I’d met his dad, Vladimir Bychkov, the year before at a disco. Eight years my senior, we kept a smallholding together with animals – although I did most of the farming and he found work first at a meat factory and then at a butter plant. In 1988, we couldn’t have been happier when we welcome our son Alexander, nicknamed Sasha, into the world. But after my next son, Alexei, was born three years later, Vladimir started drinking heavily. ‘I’m going to kill you, bitch,’ he shouted, punching me in my face and chest, just because his dinner was late. Poor Sasha, then 8, feared he would kill me,…

Cavern a great time The True Crime Museum in Ha stings is a full-on scarefest! Located next to Hastings Pier, this museum is housed in several seafront caves. On display are artworks by The Krays, a lethal injection bed as well as a recreation of the Acid Bath Murder er’s ‘lab’. You can also match pictures of celebrities to their mug shots or watch a film screening featuring the haunting voices of Fred West and other infamous killers – nightmares guaranteed. • Adult, £7 .50; child, £5.50 . Visit truecrimemuseum.co.uk Behind bars This ancient jail dating back 1,000 years has many stories to tell. Learn about its famous inmates – plenty of them were fem ale, including murderess Mary Blandy, who poisoned her father, and the woman who managed to…

I’d see Dad in big fights From the outside, our Birmingham semi looked like any ordinary family home. But, our family life was far from normal. You see, unbeknown to me, my dad Eddie Fewtrell was the West Midlands’ most feared gangster. Growing up with my sister Rebecca, 52, and little brother Daniel, 41, we were close to my mum Hazel – who’d sadly lost my eldest brother Anthony as a baby. Both Mum – who died in 2003 – and my dad Eddie, 83, were from extremely poor stock. As a kid, Dad wore free shoes, donated by the local newspaper to Birmingham’s poorest folk. His father, a petty criminal, was rarely home. And, after his mum’s death when he was 14, he ended up raising his seven brothers…

I was always a bit of a geek It’s a really varied career Clothing, footwear, vehicles, and weapons are just some of the things we examine for blood patterns, fingerprints, fibres and hair. It’s all part of collecting forensic evidence after a crime has taken place. The items we see are so varied from one day to the next. I had a crash helmet brought to me once... covered in urine. A disgruntled employee had sent it to their boss in a rage! But I’ve seen so much over the years that I never bat an eyelid. I’ve been a forensic scientist since 2000. I remember seeing a job advert in a local newspaper from the Home Office, looking for a scientist to join their forensic science service. At the…

‘No-one is what they seem’ If you love the crime stories in Chat , then you’ll love Barbara Copperthwaite’s crime thrillers. Why? Because Barbara started out as a writer on Chat . ‘I’ve spent over 20 years as a journalist, interviewing real people who’ve been victims of crime,’ says Barbara. ‘As a result of people sharing their experiences with me, I know a lot about the emotional impact of violence and wrongdoing. ‘That’s why my novels are not simply about the criminal act, but the repercussions they have. People like me and you are always at the heart of my thrillers.’ Her debut novel, Invisible , went on sale last year and became an Amazon Top Ten best-seller.…

Don’t walk with me, you’ll get me into trouble,’ she said. He was cold as ice We were aware of strangers in those days, but it was the men we were told not to go with. There were lots of perverts around who offered you sixpence or a shilling to touch them. Me and my brothers would always accept the money, but ran off before we had to do anything. Hindley walked in front of me, while Brady walked behind and I followed her. Their house in Bannock Street was an old terraced property. ‘Come on. Quickly,’ Hindley urged, when we got there. Then Brady put a hand on my shoulder and gently guided me through the front door. I made eye contact with him and he gave me the…

I saw Mum on the floor He’d stabbed her 15 times More than anything, I wanted to be a daddy’s girl. But, for as long as I was aware, my father, Philip Fraser, was different from other dads. While my mum Katheryn was loving, one of my earliest memories was crying in my cot and Dad, instead of lovingly cradling me to sleep, was enraged. ‘Shut up!’ he yelled, picking up the mattress and throwing it on me. My younger sisters, Angela and Susan, and I grew up petrified of his dangerous temper. Mum did her best to protect us, but she must have been too scared to leave. Whenever Dad lunged at her in anger, Mum would calmly tell us, ‘Go to your room.’ It was all she could…