Welcome to Murder Mile.

A true crime podcast and audio-guided walk

featuring many of London's untold, unsolved and long-forgotten murders,

all set within one square mile of the West End.

Today's episode is the concluding part of the murder of Nora Upchurch.

A West End prostitute who was found strangled in a locked and empty shop by Frederick Field.

A local handyman, whose detailed description of her supposed killer,

ultimately led the police to their chief suspect himself.

Murdomal contains grisly descriptions which may offend, as well as realistic sounds, so that, no matter where you listen to this podcast, you'll feel like you're actually there.

My name is Michael. I am your tour guide, and this is Murder Mile.

Episode 19, Nora Upchurch and her lonely death in the empty shop, part two.

On Tuesday the 25th of July, 1933, at 12.30pm, in Shoe Lane, a tightly cobblestoneed road just off Fleet Street, which is the supposed workplace of the bloody barber, Sweeney Todd,

but is more famously the home of many of Britain's worst tabloid hacks,

who'd happily slit their own mother's throat, spill their granny's guts, and package up the entrails into a steamy festering pie, simply to lure their easily duped readers into swallowing great mouthfuls

of unfettered bullshit. Here, a man paced nervously back and forth, his black scuffed shoes,

almost wearing a hole in the pavement. The rough calloused fingers of his trembling hands,

shaking as he chained smote another cigarette. And although he didn't look like a journalist,

being just five foot seven inches tall, ten stone in weight, with odd little elf-like ears, hollow brown eyes,

a large bulbous nose, ruffled brown hair, and was dressed in a tattie dark suit.

He looked out of place among the throng of typists, scribblers and finger smiths,

and more at home on a building site, a factory,

or renovating an empty shop. And yet the deep dark secret he had held on to for almost two years

...