*** I am closing Queer Crime but I will keep the episodes published so we do not lose these tragic stories. As a thank you for your support over the past two years, I’m publishing two Patreon episodes and one new episode. Good luck with everything and remember … be kind to each other. ***

The only thing I can say about this man is that he is a monster. 

*** I am closing Queer Crime but I will keep the episodes published so we do not lose these tragic stories. As a thank you for your support over the past two years, I’m publishing two Patreon episodes and one new episode. Good luck with everything and remember … be kind to each other. ***

I have researched, written, recorded, edited and published over 30 episodes for Queer Crime. I have read about all sorts of people who are mad, people who are bad and people who are twats. The guy in this story beats almost all of those people. I hate being unkind about people, but this man deserves all the vitriol you can muster. A total wanker. A horrible bastard to his very core. Someone with no interest in anything except himself and his own pleasure. I don’t know him … but suffice to say, I hate him.

The man that I am referring to is Nathan Maynard-Ellis.  

Final episode number 1

*** I am closing Queer Crime but I will keep the episodes published so we do not lose these tragic stories. As a thank you for your support over the past two years, I’m publishing two Patreon episodes and one new episode. Good luck with everything and remember … be kind to each other. ***

Rotherham is a large town in south Yorkshire which has a rich history in cast iron, glass manufacturing, flour milling and, most importantly, coal mining. There were 24 coal mines in Rotherham over the decades and these coal mines gave people employment opportunities to people all over the United Kingdom.  

One of those people who moved to Rotherham in search of employment was Patrick Cooney. He had travelled from Scotland and had spent 18 months living in lodgings in the Rotherham area. A hard-working and easy-going young man, Patrick was very well liked by all who knew him … so when he walked into a police station in Rotherham at 2pm on Saturday 1 July 1950 and told the police officer on the front desk that he had killed someone, everyone who knew him was stunned.