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We're here. I'm Hannah. I'm Sruti. And welcome to Redhanded. We are halfway through January and don't you forget it.

It's almost over. We can a half left. I like that you think going into February is going to change everything. It does. Why?

Because January is statistically the worst month. Everyone knows that. It's long. It's dark. It's cold. February will be even colder.

I'm afraid. Yeah, but at least it won't be January. Whatever you need. Whatever you need. I'm here for it. You are correct.

Actually, it is almost February. By the time this goes out, even closer to February. Yeah. And then February is teeny tiny very short month. And then it's basically summer.

There you go. Logic. Everybody. Hopefully you are also eagerly awaiting the oncoming summer. But before we get there, we're basically going to spend January 1956 in a very cold part of Scotland.

Extremely cold. Yeah. So let's just do it, shall we? At around 3pm on the 4th of January 1956, a man named George Gribbin was walking his dogs on the East Kilbride Golf Course in Lanakshire.

In Lanakshire, Scotland. Lanakshire. I love it. I'm telling you the second it turns February. I'll be a new woman.

Trying to pass the time looking for golf balls. George noticed what he initially thought was somebody sunbathing in the distance in a small dip on the ground.

In January. In January in Scotland. In Lanakshire. What's he thinking? George. It's a dead body. Don't jump the gun.

So yeah, someone sunbathing in East Kilbride in January in the 50s, no less, was quite unlikely it was also quite a wet afternoon. And then getting closer, the horrifying reality of what George stumbled upon.

Turned that mundane Wednesday dog walk into a day he'd never forget. It was of course as we've hinted out partial remains, specifically the partial remains of a girl's shattered head scattered over a patch of blood soaked ground.

When the police arrived, they discovered the rest of the body in a nearby wooded area, a pair of shoes, a blood stained scarf, some jewelry were also found around the golf course.

And they all seemed to indicate that this poor woman, whoever she was, had likely been chased.

And unusually faced with such a situation where they've just found a dead body out in the open, the police actually immediately knew who their young victim was.

It was 17 year old Anne Neeland. Anne's parents had reported her missing earlier that day. She had vanished two days before.

The Friday before Anne and her sister Alice had met two young men at a dance at the East Kilbride Town Hall.

Alice had danced with a man named James Harrow, and Anne had danced with someone called Private Andrew Mournin from the parachute regiment, which I imagine.

That's like being like a Bitcoin bro back in the day, like it makes you like. You've got something about you if you're in the paratroopers.

I don't understand enough army lingo partly because I'm also not a woman from the 50s. But I can even now sat here in January 2022, understand the romance of it.

Oh, yeah, big time. It would be you want someone who's doing something exciting. Yeah, for sure. Throwing himself out of a plane. Yes, please. Like having a motorbike.

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