From In the Dark: “Blood Relatives”
00:04This is the New Yorker Radio Hour, and this is a special episode of our podcast devoted to new reporting by the New Yorkers, Heidi Blake.Not so long ago, Heidi got a tip that led her to investigate one of the most notorious crimes in modern British history.Five members of a family had been brutally murdered at a rural estate.Heidi's reporting put the official account of that case into question, and it challenges the foundations of the UK legal system.That story is told in Blood Relatives, a new series from our investigative podcast In the Dark, which won the Pulitzer Prize for audio this year.Here's how it begins.The shoreline in this part of England is marshy and riddled with inlets and creeks.It's a pretty desolate place.
00:56This is the coast of Essex, just northeast of London, but an entirely different landscape.The tides seep in and out with eerie, dry.flooding the mudflats.On some mornings, mist rushes up suddenly over the marshes and forms a briny fog.I'm kind of driving in under smoldering grey cloud and just this expanse of bleak salt marshesof the Blackwater estuary.And it feels so isolated.Heading inland from the Blackwater estuary, away from the fog and the sea, I turned on
01:35to a rough dirt track, with tall hedges on one side and open green fields on the other.I wound around the lane, turned down a gravel drive, and there it was.Here's the farmhouse. Big signs saying trespassers will be prosecuted.I had arrived at White House Farm. A place so infamous in Britain that I later learned, reports as arespecifically banned from visiting it. Despite its notoriety, it's a beautiful place.An elegant Georgian manor standing in open fields, with a columned portico and commanding views overthe salt marshes. And it's here that our story begins. The story I want to tell you is about afamily, whose lives once seemed nearly perfect. It centres around two siblings, a sister and brother,
02:49both blessed with charm and beauty,who grew up surrounded by the trappings of privilege in this gracious country manner.They appeared to have all the advantages in the world.Wealth, glamour, status.But in this family, things were not always as they seemed.By the end of the story, one of the siblings would end up dead.the other in prison for murderand the tragedy that would tear this family apart
03:28would become one of Britain's most infamous crimesOne of the most notorious and shocking crimes in living memoryUp to that time I'd never seen anything as horrific as thatIt would become a story so often told and retoldthat it passed into public folkloreWe have a scene of a crime which has been very cunningly arrangedIt was one of the most sensational murder cases of the decade.The kind of thing that didn't need to be questioned,
03:57because it seemed like there was nothing more to know.I felt that I was in the presence of evil.But obviously we feel very sad about it all,knowing somebody that well,and knowing that they're capable of committing this sort of act.From in the dark and the New Yorker,I'm Heidi Blake.And this is Blood Relatives.
04:36Part 1.The family. In 1951, a young couple moved into the manor at White House Farm. They were newlymarried, and hoping to start a family. Their names were Neville and June Bamba. Neville and June'smarriage united two distinguished lineages. Neville came from an illustrious family. One ancestor'sportrait hung in the Tate Gallery in London. Another had apparently fought beside Richard the Lionheartand had even, according to family legend, killed a lion in Palestine.June's family were a sort of local dynasty.They'd been in this part of Essex for generations,
05:57and they'd amassed an enviable fortune,a portfolio of country properties, farms, manor houses,even a lucrative vacation resort on the River Blackwater.Together, June and Neville became pillars of the rural community,like local gentry.There were like the squires of the village, really.They were quite important to us all,and they helped us out a lot, the villages in general.
06:26Barbara Wilson lived for years in the village of Tollshunt Darcy,about a mile from White House farm.There were two or three levels above us, us menials, you know,and everybody looked up to them, really.Neville Bamba was tall and dashing,a former RAF fighter pilot.He managed the family's sprawling farming businessand served as a local magistrate.
06:51Everyone I spoke to told me that Neville was scrupulously kindand fair in all his dealings.June Bamba was less gregarious to Neville,a bit more enigmatic.Mrs. Bambor, she used to come to most of the functionsin the village like teas and things like thatand she helped in the church a lot.And I found that she was very quiet
07:13but very pleasant.She always had a smiley faceand her eyes used to smile as wellso you knew it was sort of genuine really.For a long time, Barbara Wilsonsaw the Bambas the way everyone in the village did.Kind in a patrician way,but remote and untouchable.
07:33But one day, she had a chance encounterthat would offer her an inside seatright at the heart of the Bambas family home.I was coming back from taking my daughter to primary schooland Mr Bamber came along and stopped his van and said,Barbara, would you be kind enough to give me a hand with some office work?And I said, yes, sure.And that's how I started.
08:00Neville asked Barbara to come to work for him several days a week,managing his farm accounts in his study at the family manor.The office was a jumble of old papers and golf clubs.and back issues of farmers weekly.But the rest of the house was neat and cozy.It was a real working farmhousewhere the Arga stove was always burning,surrounded by gardens that blossomed with buddlier and honeysuckle.
08:25It was nice to go in the summertimebecause June always seemed to be happy and smiling.And Mr Bamber would always be jolly.He'd come in from the farmand he'd make it some sort of joke or something.So it was a happy sort of atmosphere then.But Barbara came to learn that life was not as simple as she'd imagined for the Bambas.Despite their serene exterior, June and Neville had long been plagued by a private sorrow.
08:58They couldn't have a baby.June in particular was haunted by this.After years of trying, the thing she wanted most in the worldremained out of reach.So one day, the couple turned to the Church of England.They told officials at the Church's Children's Societythat they wanted to adopt a child.And a few months later, in 1957,
09:23the church presented them with a baby,a girl, with a pale face and wisps of dark hair.And then after a few more years, another baby.This time, a boy.The children were named Sheila and Jeremy.At first, the siblings seemed to grow up in perfect harmony,running around the farm with the family's yellow Labrador, Jasper.There's a photograph of the two kids, sitting on the lawn in front of the manor.
09:58Jeremy in a knitted jumper with checked trousers,Sheila in a pleated skirt with a page boy haircut.Jasper sitting between them, almost as if guarding them,It seemed from the outside like the family was finally complete.They wanted to give the impression, I think, that everything's fine, but underneath, you know, it's turmoil.Privately, June had never recovered from her grief at being unable to conceive her own biological child.She struggled to accept Sheila in particular as her own daughter,and often treated her coldly, rarely hugging her or kissing her.
10:43June became severely depressed, and she started disappearing for long stretches of time.Barbara Wilson remembered the moment when she first learned what was going on.Mr Bamba had a word with me and said that she had to go awayand then we set up the money to send to pay for her keep.That was basically, you know, that she wasn't very well.and we've put her somewhere where hopefully she'll be looked after and get better.I assume that, you know, they do whatever they do.You know, use electric shock and things like that, don't they?
11:29June had been committed to a psychiatric hospital,and she did undergo multiple courses of electroshock therapy there.But it didn't seem to help.She kept being sent back again and again,In the end, she was diagnosed not only with depression,but also with psychosis and paranoia.As her mental health kept deteriorating,June became more and more fixated on religious ideals.
11:57She'd always been involved in the church,but now she was obsessed with notions of good and evil,holy and unholy.By now, June's daughter, Sheila,had grown into an arrest,restingly beautiful teenager.She was so striking that people would come up to her in the streetand ask to take a photo with her.
12:21June was troubled by the attention men paid to her daughter.She saw Sheila's flirtations as a mark of wickedness.Once she found Sheila sunbathing naked in a field with a boyfriendand flew into a fury,screaming at Sheila that she was the devil's child.Sheila was anxious to get away from her mother.When she was 17, she moved to London to start a modelling career.And at first, it was a success.
12:53Sheila got a big job in Tokyo and appeared in a Bacardi ad.More jobs followed.She became known in the press as Bambi.In one black and white photo from the mid-70s,she's dressed for the seashore,wearing a bando bikini top and skirt.gentle waves of dark hair framing her face, big, wide eyes smiling at the camera.In London, Sheila soon fell in love with an artist, and they moved in together.
13:22But it was a turbulent relationship.They had explosive rouse, and he slept around.Eventually, Sheila got pregnant, and her mother, June, insisted that the couple get married.But then, soon after the ceremony, the baby.baby was still born. After that, Sheila became increasingly preoccupied with trying to have a baby.But then she had another miscarriage, and some of her mother's dark thought patterns seemed to surfacewithin her. She seemed to see these losses as a sort of divine punishment, and she told peoplethat she thought she exuded an evil aura. She wrote in a letter, I've never felt so confused and unable to
14:11control my brain. It's almost as if I'm schizophrenic or something. I feel so sick of people andstale. Finally, in the summer of 1979, Sheila carried a pregnancy to term. She gave birth to healthy twinboys, Nicholas and Daniel. They were beautiful babies, Bonnie with snowy blonde hair and their mother'sbig, wide eyes. It was everything Sheila had hoped for. But June, who'd struggled for so many yearswith her own infertility, found it hard to welcome her grandson's arrival. When she visited Sheila inhospital, instead of congratulating her or giving her a hug, June stood in the doorway and saidfrostily, who's a clever girl then? Sheila was crushed. Then a few people. Then a few ofA few months after her twins were born, Sheila's husband abandoned her for another woman,
15:18leaving her alone in her London flat with the babies.Barbara Wilson remembers that when Sheila would come up from London to visit White House Farm around this time,she seemed quiet and withdrawn.And we'd sit around the table and chat and have coffee.When I first started to see her, she was quite enormous.and she'd chat and smile.Not a great deal, but she would be normal.But laterally, she did say some other things.
16:01Sheila was quietly unraveling.She started hallucinating and resorting to self-harm.Then she started telling people that she was scaredshe might even hurt the twins.Eventually, her father never intervened.He arranged for Sheila to be sent awayto the same psychiatric hospitalwhere June had undergone electroshock therapy.
16:23Once again, Barbara Wilson was deputized to pay the bills.I used to write the checks out for her hospitalsthat she used to go to, have to go to,because she just kept on having breakdowns.Did you get a sense of sort of what was wrong with Sheila?Oh yes, I knew that it was probably due to drugs.Sheila had been doing a lot of drugs while she was in London,but her troubles went much deeper.
16:54As she'd feared, Sheila went on to be diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia.At the hospital, she was prescribed an antipsychotic.But when she got out, she quickly began skipping her meds,instead smoking marijuana and doing cocaine.She'd call the manor from her London flat late at night,rambling about being the Virgin Mary or Joan of Arc.Barbara said that by now the strain of it all was hard for the bambas to hide.They were always fairly jolly and such like, but gradually you could tell that their mood was changing.
17:33It wasn't only Sheila weighing on her parents' minds.The couple were also having trouble with their younger child, their son.Jeremy had been sent away at the age of nine to board at Greshams,one of the country's most prestigious schools.He'd been a rebellious student.He brewed beer in his dorm and sneaked out at night to watch punk bands.And when he left school and came back to the farm at 17,he rubbed everyone the wrong way.
18:03And with Jeremy coming home and not being very nice,Mrs. Bamba in particular was very nervy.And Mr Bamba was more cross about things.Jeremy was handsome.and debonair, with dark hair and fine features,kind of an incongruous figure on the back of a tractor.And when he came home, he quickly caused a scandalby striking up an affair with a married mother of three.
18:31Then he started growing marijuana behind the cattle shed,and though he did pitch in on the farm,as the years went by, he continually infuriated his fatherby taking off to go travellingand flirting with more enticing careers as a cocktail waiter or scuba diver.Barbara said Jeremy could be charming.He was absolutely lovely at times.You could really, really like Jeremy when he was, you know, to start with when you first got to see him.
19:03And he'd laugh and joke and be very friendly.But she also saw a side to him that she found unsettling.She felt like he was always trying to antagonise his parents.I mean, he did horrible things.He rode on Mrs. Bamber's bicycle.She got a bicycle. He rode round and round in tighter circles around her and she'd flinch.Oh, Jeremy, don't do that, but he would do it and laugh and all the things like that.And he used to make up because it used to annoy Mr. Bamba.
19:36He used to wear makeup?Yeah.He used to wear lipstick and I don't know whether it was eye makeup.And he'd come up in the office.It was just to embarrass me, really, and to embarrass Mr. Bamber.To Barbara and others in the village, a man wearing makeup seemed strange.It was just not the done thing.Tolstant Darcy was a pretty reactionary place.
20:02But that wasn't the only thing Barbara objected to.She said Jeremy could be cruel.Once, she claimed, he'd even put a bag of rats in her car.She said he hid them inside a sack of potatoes.It was a big sack, a paper sack.And I went to get in my car.and it rustled.And so I jumped and I was petrified.
20:25I'm petrified of mice and rats.It seemed to Barbara that Jeremy was turning into an embarrassment,maybe even a menace.And as for Sheila, she was declining rapidly.Her modelling career had crumbledand she was working as a cleaner,turning up to jobs dishevelled,staring blankly into space.
20:47In the spring of 1985,when Sheila was 27, she seemed to hit a breaking point.She was home with the twins in Londonwhen she flew into a frenzy,battering the walls with her fistsand accusing anyone who came near of trying to kill her.Neville came down to Londonand had Sheila readmitted to the psychiatric hospital,
21:09where she stayed for a few weeks before being discharged again,this time with new antipsychotic medication.Her doctor gave instructions for it to be.be administered monthly by injection, so she wouldn't skip a dose.That August, Sheila came to stay at the manor with Nicholas and Daniel.The twins were six years old by now, sweet, tousal-haired boys, all knees and elbows.Nicholas was chatty and fascinated by nature.Daniel was shyer and more sensitive.
21:52He carried a baby doll everywhere and told people he wanted to.to be a mummy.The boys always used to come up into the office,and Mr Bamber always gave them a peppermint.And they used to chat and say what they'd been doingand things like that.And we'd probably have about 10 or 15 minutes talking to themand they'd go down quite happily.
22:16Around that time, Barbara remembered being called downto join the family for coffee in the kitchen, as usual.She could see that Sheila was in a bad way.She was dressed all in blackAnd she didn't look wellI must admitShe just looked vacantThat last time
22:37I sat one end of the tableAnd Mrs Bamber was at the topAnd so was SheilaAnd we were just sort of chatting in generalAnd that's when Sheila saidThe Deviland everything is black.All men are evil.
23:07All men are evil, Sheila said.Everything is black.But we didn't, you don't say, well, why?Because you just knew that she wasn't herself.Yeah, she was a poor thing really towards the end.That was the last time Barbara Wilson would ever see.Sheila. 40 years later, as I sat with her in her comfortable living room, watching crowswheeling over the fields beyond the window, she told me she's haunted to this day by that
23:49scene and everything that followed. It took me a long time, a long, long time to get over it.Before this happened, I was just a normal person, but I'm different. I know I'm different.You're listening to a special episode from our investigative podcast, in the dark.This is the New Yorker Radio Hour, and we'll continue in a moment.Part 2. August 7, 1985.Police Sergeant Chris Bues had been stationed in rural Essex for about a year.It was mostly an uneventful job.In this intensely traditional community, local people like to keep the cops out of their private business.
24:52It's the way British country life is.Got lots of little villages, lots outlying farms.Like, you know, we'll sort our own problems out.It's the way country people deal with things, I suppose.Sergeant Bues spent much of his time going out on street patrols,responding to the occasional petty theft.Not a lot of crime at all.Police forces is probably 90% bored and 10% adrenaline.
25:20But on August 7th, 19th, 9% adrenaline.In 1985, that was about to change.Sergeant Buse was on duty in the early hours of that morning.He and two colleagues were patrolling an industrial park,where there'd been a space of break-ins, hoping to catch the thief in the act.We're sitting in bushes and creeping around the industrial estate.When I get a call on my personal radio to go back to the station, urgent,so literally draw what you do and get back there right away.
25:54There's a guy called Jeremy Bambor's phone.He said there's something going on at his parents' house, White House farm.Jeremy Bamba had phoned the station from the cottage where he lived nearby at around 3.30 a.m.to report that he just received an alarming call from his father, Neville, at the manor.Phone call from his father, who sounds very panicky, who tells him it's Sheila.She's gone mad.His sister, Sheila, had gone berserk, Jeremy said Neville had told him.The twins were asleep, upstairs, and Sheila had a gun.
26:38And he said, then the phone just cut off.Jeremy told police he'd tried calling back, but the phone at the manor seemed to be off the hook.Sergeant Buse and two colleagues jumped into a patrol car and sped through the countryside towards White House farm.and it's all very dark country lanes, no road lighting, anything like that.Hedge roads either side, and I wonder what the hell I'm going to find at the other end.When they reached the farm, they stopped at the end of its winding driveway and climbed out of the patrol car.The manor lay around a bend, hidden by tall trees, and the scene was strangely quiet.The only sound was the faint whining of a dog.
27:25Fire-room incident where someone's got a gun, you're going to get noise.There's no noise in the house at the moment.Well, it's ominous, isn't it?Soon a silver car pulled up behind them, an out-climed a tall, slender figure.It was Jeremy Bamba.Youngish guy, tussled hair, and he spoke quite a...a refined accent, not a localistic accent.He said, have you been in there yet?
27:55I said, no.And he said, well, can't he go in?I said, no.I said, the last thing we're going to go is go in thereand confront someone with a gun.Regular police in Britain don't carry guns,and Sergeant Buse was not prepared to go in without armed backup.But he asked Jeremy to follow him,
28:17up the driveway to take a look at the house.from the outside.They tiptoed through the darknessuntil it came into view.Lights were shining in three windows,the kitchen, the bathroom,and the bedroom where Sheila's twins were sleeping.But the house was totally still.
28:44Sergeant Buse said the scene unnerved him,and he wondered if bringing Jeremy this closehad been a miscalculation.I was thinking,isn't that good an idea bringing in with me?Because if there is someone in there that sees us and takes the pots,I'm actually putting a civilian at risk by doing this.Still, he'd gestured for Jeremy to follow him,
29:07through a field to the front,where light was filtering through the curtains of the master bedroom.And suddenly, a shadow seemed to loom in the window.I thought out of the corner of my eye, I caught a movement.The men ducked behind a hedge and braced for sure,shots, but none came. Then they raced back to the patrol car and Sergeant Buse radioed for backup.From their notes that night, it seems like the awful significance of what might be happeningwith Sheila was starting to dawn on Jeremy. Oh God, he said, I hope she hasn't done anything silly.
29:44He told the officers that his sister was mentally ill and that she'd been distressed earlier thatevening by a fraught conversation with their parents. Neville and June had told Sheila that she wasno longer fit to look after her sons, he said. And they'd urged her to have the boys placed infoster care. He worried that this might have tipped her over the edge and he begged the officersagain to go into the house. But again, they refused. Jeremy kept pleading. They're all the familyI've got, they noted him saying.But Sergeant Buse was adamant.Now, Jeremy, I've explained you several times now.
30:26We're not going in because of the dangers.If, unfortunately, there's something serious going off in there,we don't want to make it worse by having two or three dead policemen added to it as well.I asked Sergeant Buse about that,how he weighed his fears for his own safety and that of his fellow officers,against the fact that there were two little kids inside that house.Obviously concerned for everybody in there and I'm a father.If I had a kid calling for help, I'd definitely be gone in.
31:00But it's easy for me to say, I would have done this, I would have done that.That's not what happened.It was almost five in the morning before a van thundered up the farm track,carrying a squadron of armed officers.But even then, they didn't enter the house straight away.Instead, they mustered inside a cattle barn, facing the back of the property.Then they spent two and a half hours calling through a bullhorn for Sheila to surrender.Still, there was no response.
31:33Finally, at 7.30, the raid team was authorised to go in.The back door was locked, and it took several blows with a sledgehammer to open it.When the officers finally burst inside, they found a harrowing scene.Neville Bamba was found in his dressing gown, lying amidst the load of ransack furniture effectively.Neville lay slumped over an upturned chair by the kitchen hearth, with his face resting inside a coal scuttle.He'd been shot repeatedly in the head, and blood had pulled on the floor.He'd also been shot in the shoulder and the armand he seemed to have been battered in a struggle.
32:19There was shattered crockeryand shards of a broken light fixture scattered on the floor.The raid team continued through the house.They went up the stairs,found June in the doorway of a bedroom,obviously shot,went into that room,and found
32:42Sheila lying on the floor with rifle going lengthways up the body.Sheila was on her back in a turquoise nightgown and jewellery with a fatal bullet holethrough her chin.Beside her lay a bloodstained Bible open to a passage from Psalms.There was a streak of red in the middle of the page under a line that said,save me from blood guiltiness.Down the hall in the twins room,officers found the boys in bed.
33:21Daniel was curled on his side with his thumb in his mouth.Nicholas lay on his back,the covers pulled up to his chin.Five bullets had been fired through the back of Daniel's head.Nicholas had been shot three times in the face.The firearms officers paused in the face.the doorway, briefly stricken.Then they radioed through the news.
33:47Outside, a senior officer walked over to Sergeant Buse and told him what had happened.One of my bosses comes up and said they've gone in and it's not good.It looks like all the family being killed by the daughter.And you don't like telling people, giving people bad news.But unfortunately, it's part of the police's officers' job.And so I went to Jeremy, I said, unfortunately they've now made entry,and unfortunately, everybody is dead.I said, I don't know the circumstances, but everybody's dead.
34:23And he looked at me and he started to cry.News of the killings tore through the sleepy rural community of Tolls Hunt Darcy.The next day, the massacre filled the front pages of the national newspapers,with headlines like Farmhouse of Deathand Top Model Massacre's family.Police in Essex are investigating a bizarre shooting in which...Late on Tuesday evening, something happenedwhich triggered the deaths of all five of the Bamba family.
34:57Police said they had all died together from gunshot wounds.No one knows why the family had to die.The only remaining member of the family was Mr. Bambor's adopted son, Jeremy.As police conducted their investigation,what happened at White House Farm seemed...beyond doubt. All the details added up. People close to Sheila told police that she'd talked abouthearing voices and being chased by the devil. One who'd witnessed her most recent breakdownsaid he was extremely scared for everyone's safety. Sheila behaved like a person possessed, he said,
35:42and she'd claimed she could hear the voice of God. Sheila's psychiatrist told officers thatshe'd had bizarre delusions.She thought her sons would seduce her and saw evil in both of them, he said.Her worst fear was that she might be capable of killing the boys.Though the psychiatrist had prescribed her a monthly injection of her antipsychotic so thatshe couldn't skip it, when she'd received her last shot, a month before the murders,she'd cajoled a different doctor into giving her a half dose.It seemed clear that Sheila had suffered a psychotic breakdown,
36:27a horrifically violent episode in which she'd killed everyone,her parents and her two sons, and then turned the gun on herself.There was the story about the panicked call Jeremy had received from his father,saying Sheila had gone berserk with a gun.There was Sheila lying dead, holding the rifle, a bloody Bible beside her body.And there was the house, which had been.been securely locked from the inside.It all cohered into a dark, logical narrative.
37:05As one police officer who was there that night said to me,it was all so believable.What other explanation could there be?He told me, the story had ended.It started and finished on that day.Part 3. Master CriminalThe shooting at White House Farm happened a year before I was born,so I grew up hearing about it.
37:42My mom would sometimes read out snippets of murder stories from her newspaper,and this story was all over the papers.Huge, huge, huge story.It was like being in a movie almost sometimes, you know,that you were the centre of something that everyone else was reading about.David Woods covered the story of the murders from the beginning.for the Colchester Gazette, a local paper in Essex.Digging and digging and digging.
38:10There was like a feeding frenzy on trying to find out what you could.Not only were mass shootings exceedingly rare in Britain,but the story had all these tantalising elements.You've got everything, big family, money.It was seen as living the ideal life of being pillars of the society they live in.And Sheila, the doe-eyed model.turned killer.Bambi were great nickname, beautiful, tragic.
38:41She fitted a lovely narrative, didn't she, for the press?So there was a feeding frenzy on her as well.But then, the narrative, which had seemed so clear,began to change.Exactly one month after the murders at White House Farmcame a sudden, astonishing turn in the case.Essex police now say that the model Sheila Kappacould have been murdered.
39:08But all the evidence at the time, say police,pointed to suicide.In the past week, they've been working on new information.Police now suspected that the crime had been carried out by an assassinwho shot the whole familyand then arranged the scene to make it appear that Sheila had fired the gun.And Sheila would be the scapegoat because of her mental illness.He would make it look as though she had killed the family and then committed suicide.
39:34And now, the prime person would be the scapegoat.Crime suspect in the case was none other than Sheila's own brother, Jeremy Bamba.New witnesses had come forward and new evidence had been found and now police were convincedJeremy had been plotting for months to murder his family.They said he was a killer so cunning that he'd staged a crime scene that fooled dozens of detectives,so manipulative that he had bamboozled them all with his performance at the scene.and so shameless that he'd used his sister's mental illness to make her a scapegoat.And he'd done it all for his family's fortune, to which he became the sole heir.
40:26But his crime had finally caught up with him.Jeremy was arrested and arraigned on five counts of murder.As he was driven away from the courthouse in handcuffs,Jeremy was photographed smiling broadly out of the window.The resulting picture of the accused killer, grinning in the back of a police fan,became one of the most iconic images of the crime.For David Woods and the rest of the press pack,Jeremy turned out to be the ideal tabloid villain.
41:01A woman eyes, a bit of a cad, really.I mean, you have to say he was a good-looking guy,and he appears to have had a lot of charm.Someone thought a lot of himself, I think.Cocky, narcissists.psychopath and also cold-blooded.He didn't exactly get a good press, did he?In 1986, the year after the killings,
41:24Jeremy Bamba was convicted and sent to prison for life.The murders at White House Farm became Britain's most notorious family massacre,and Jeremy Bamba became one of the country's most despised villains.Tonight is this man evil beyond belief.This was the version of the story of the storyI grew up hearing about.When I got my first job in journalism, decades later,the case was still a tabloid favourite.
41:52The infamous case of the White House farm murder.It was rehashed over and over again in books, documentaries,and hit TV dramas.Neville Bamber called Jeremy told him Sheila was going crazy with a gun.If you believe Jeremy.The phone call he said his dad made to him.It doesn't make sense.So you're accusing him, now are you?
42:10The son.Someone's shooting me.But I personally never had a reason to thinktoo deeply about it. Until one day, a couple of years ago, when I heard something about the murdersat White House Farm that did intrigue me, I got a tip that this most famous of crimes mightstill be unresolved, that the narrative that had been presented to the jury and then been repeatedin countless retellings might be completely wrong. So I dug in. I began looking into the murders,And as I learned more, I became preoccupied with trying to figure out how the whole case had turned so decisively upside down.
42:59What had happened to transform Jeremy Bamba in the eyes of the police and the public from a grieving son,weeping outside a locked manner where his whole family lay dead, into a cunning mass murderer?The more I found out, the clearer it became that nothing about this story was as it seemed.And what I began to uncover would challenge what I thought I knew, not only about the murders at White House Farm, but also about the police, the judiciary, the whole British legal establishment.That's episode one of blood relatives.a new series reported by Heidi Blake of The New Yorker.The story continues on In the Dark, wherever you listen to podcasts.Thanks for joining us.
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