Welcome to Murder Mile.

Today I'm standing on Hammersmith Grove in Hammersmith W6.

One street west of the pickup by George Edward Heath,

one street north of the blind obsession murders, and just three streets south of the cruel

and sadistic killing spree by the shoebox killer, coming very soon to Murder Marr.

To the side of Hammsmith Broadway station, on the Hammsmith and City Line

stands a defunct set of railway arches

for the disused Grove Road Station.

Is the kind of place you might go for a baggy of scag, a swift hand shandy,

a dodgy geyser doing barely legal emoties for a tenor, a handgun for a pony, and a safe

blown for a score, but mostly it's full of rats, mice, litter, pawn mugs and pigeon poop.

Back in the 1940s, 16 railway arches was the pay office for George Wimpy and Co. With a little window where labourers came to collect their weekly wage from Alfred Mitchell, the pay clerk.

Being a discreet wooden office in a yard full of lorries, steamrollers and building materials,

with no signs as to this archer's purpose, you would only go there if you knew where it was,

what it was, and why it was there.

So it's odd that on the 9th of November 1940 at just before 4 a.m.

The pay office was broken into, and three men were attacked in their beds as they slept.

But was this a robbery, a cover-up, or was it revenge?

My name is Michael.

I'm your tour guide, and this is Murder Mile.

Episode 252, The Sleepers By November 1940, two

two months into a perpetual eight-month bombing campaign by the Luftwaffe,

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