#225 - The 'Immoral' Mrs Patmore - Part Two (Harlesden, London, UK)
Murder Mile UK True Crime
Murder Mile UK True-Crime Podcast
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🗓️ 21 September 2023
⏱️ 67 minutes
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Summary
This is Part Two of Two of The ‘Immoral’ Mrs Patmore. On Saturday 4th August 1945, Private Cyril Patmore knocked on the door of 12 Greenhill Road in Harlesden to speak to his heavily pregnant wife, Kathleen. Expecting to give birth within the week, this should have been a joyous moment for this devoted father of five. But with Cyril knowing for certain that the child was not his, what she said in these final moments decided if she lived or died.
- Date: Saturday 4th of August 1945 at 8:55am
- Location: 12 Greenhill Road, Harlesden, London, England, NW10
- Victim: 1 (Kathleen Marjorie Jenning)
- Culprit: 1 (Cyril Patmore)
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| 0:00.0 | Welcome to Murder Mile. |
| 0:14.0 | On Saturday the 4th of August, 1945, at 8.55am, Frederick Keeling, a driver for taxi lugs, |
| 0:27.6 | a local cab company, pulled up outside of 16 Greenhole Road in Harleston. |
| 0:44.3 | The street was silent, as the residents were roused by the chirp of a dawn chorus and the clatter of a milk cart. |
| 0:50.3 | Having loaded the first of his fare's luggage into the boot, for what should have been an unremarkable day. |
| 0:57.0 | It was then that Frederick saw Cyril. |
| 1:02.0 | Standing outside of his wife's lodging at 12 Greenhill Road, a short stocky man in an army battle dress slowly approached him. |
| 1:14.5 | His face a ghastly white, his mouth agog with shock, and his pale hands dripping with |
| 1:20.7 | a deep red ooze. |
| 1:25.8 | Although slow, he didn't stumble like a man in pain, but a man in shock. |
| 1:30.3 | As in his hands, he held a curved knife, which continuously dripped with the fresh-warm blood of his victim. |
| 1:39.3 | Stopping by Frank's car, the driver stated that he didn't feel afraid. |
| 1:49.0 | A civil wasn't seen as a threat, but as someone who needed help. |
| 1:54.0 | And as the soldier shook his bloody hands, spattering the pavement below. |
| 2:01.6 | In a quiet voice he uttered, |
| 2:03.6 | Get the police. |
| 2:05.6 | I've done my misses. |
| 2:10.6 | And as Frank drove off to find a phone box to call the police, |
| 2:14.6 | Cyril walked out of Greenhill Road. |
| 2:22.3 | Only this wasn't his escape, as he didn't even attempt to flee. |
| 2:31.3 | Keen to give himself up, amidst the gaggle of gobsmacked pedestrians, |
| 2:36.9 | this blooded and day soldier trudged half a mile north to Harleston police station. |
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