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Oh. Oh, Last time on the mens rea podcast we met Fred Chipman, a distant and aloof young man, not the brightest but a hard, who was first introduced to the drug morphine when his mother passed away peacefully due to its effects and treating her terminal cancer.

He went on to medical school and met his wife and had a child and by all accounts he appeared to be a hard-working dedicated doctor,

though he had very few friendships amongst his colleagues and had a slightly higher than normal

mortality rate for those under his care.

He moved from hospital practice to general practice after a brief stint in rehab for an addiction to

the opiate Pethadine and built up his list of patients while killing off the select few from

the ranks of elderly people mainly women who liked the extra attention that they got from Dr. Shipman.

He left his second general practice suddenly, causing chaos in his wake and taking his list of patients with him.

Now that he was accountable to no one, his behavior became even worse.

He was crabby, superior, and disrespectful to those working around him, and he began killing in ever-increasing numbers.

Eventually, people began to notice. The first were people who would have been ignored had they brought it up, a taxi driver, care workers, home help, a funeral director.

But then, a doctor from another surgery got involved. The investigation into Fred Shipman began, and ended, who doesn't trust a doctor.

But then he made a mistake.

He killed Kathleen Grundy and forged her will, leaving nearly 400,000 pounds to himself, her entire estate.

A new investigation began and Kathleen Grundy's body was exhumed a month after her burial. The game was up.

On the 19th of August to 1998, Shipman arrived to the surgery where he was still practicing to be met by journalists and photographers.

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