One of Your Own: The Life and Death of Myra Hindley by Carol Ann Lee

Author:Carol Ann Lee [Lee, Carol Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Biography & Autobiography, General, Social Science, Criminology
ISBN: 9781845968991
Google: sDhySfnET8oC
Amazon: 1845967011
Publisher: Random House
Published: 2010-01-01T11:00:00+00:00

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They used the technology available to them. Thank God it wasn’t as advanced then as it is today . . .

Ian Fairley, interview with author, 20 July 2009

Detective Constable Dennis Barrow of the British Transport Police located the suitcases when the regional crime squad failed to follow up Carr’s inquiry. Barrow’s son-in-law happened to be reporter Clive Entwistle: ‘Dennis rang me when he got home from duty. He said he’d been asked by the sergeant at Hyde, Alex Carr, to look for a suitcase belonging to Ian Brady. He’d been through all five stations and at the last one, Central Station, he found them. He said, “I opened one. There were all sorts of things inside: German books, pornographic magazines, a gun, a knife, a cosh. And there was a tape, a reel-to-reel tape. We played a bit of it . . . Clive, I don’t know what it was, but there was a little girl, crying for her mum. We switched it off. It was terrible . . .”’1

Carr, Fairley and their colleague Bill Edwards drove back to Hyde station. Fairley recalls: ‘Jock said, “Right, the situation is this: the suitcases are in Manchester, but I don’t trust Benfield and that lot to deal with this properly, so stay here and answer the phone if it rings.” He went off and came back with these huge suitcases and heaved them onto the desk. They were packed full, so we didn’t go through everything systematically, but we rummaged through and found some photographs. Pictures of a little girl with a scarf pulled tight around her face, wearing nothing but her shoes and socks, lying on a bed with her head to one side, one of her praying, and another of her stood with her back to the camera, her arms outstretched in a crucifixion pose. I’ve got to confess we didn’t recognise her. But the nature of the photographs was enough. Jock said, “Right, OK, put them away. We’re not going through it all now. At least we’ve got them.” So I locked them in the property cupboard and Jock told me to keep the key. On the way home, after we’d dropped Bill off, Jock invited me in for supper with him and his wife, June. We were sat eating and watching telly when a Granada programme called Scene came on. This particular edition linked in with the inquiry. And up on the screen flashed a photograph of Lesley Ann Downey. Jock and I looked at each other. We knew then that the girl in the photos was her.’2

The following morning, on Carr’s orders, Fairley took the suitcases to another office in Stalybridge and deposited them in a cupboard there. He remembers: ‘When I got back to Hyde, I found senior policemen from every area packed into the chief inspector’s office because they’d got wind of the suitcases. They were arguing over who was going to run the inquiry. Benfield came back from Cheshire, Eric Cunningham – head of

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