June 18, 2025 • 26 mins
In 1973, the body of a teenage boy surfaced in Shoreham Harbour, weighted down with concrete and secrets. Clive Olive was 16, a dreamer turned drifter, seduced by a violent subculture.
This episode unravels the chilling story of biker gangs, betrayal, and revenge in 1970s Britain.
The motive was personal. The violence, unforgettable.
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Sources:
The True Story of the Ollie Murder by Detective Chief Superintendent Jim Marshall
Angels of Death by Professor Hugh Johnson
Aberdeen Evening Express - 21 April 1973
Wolverhampton Express and Star 21 April 1973
Belfast News-Letter - 24 April 1973
Birmingham Daily Post -03 May 1973
The Scotsman - Wednesday 28 November 1973
Daily Mirror 30 November 1973 Wolverhampton Express and Star 3 Dec 1973
Daily Mirror 7 Dec 1973
This episode unravels the chilling story of biker gangs, betrayal, and revenge in 1970s Britain.
The motive was personal. The violence, unforgettable.
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📺 youtube.com/@prashsmurdermap
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🎧 Listen to my new podcast Curious Britain
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Your support means the world to me and helps keep Prash’s Murder Map alive. I truly appreciate it!
Sources:
The True Story of the Ollie Murder by Detective Chief Superintendent Jim Marshall
Angels of Death by Professor Hugh Johnson
Aberdeen Evening Express - 21 April 1973
Wolverhampton Express and Star 21 April 1973
Belfast News-Letter - 24 April 1973
Birmingham Daily Post -03 May 1973
The Scotsman - Wednesday 28 November 1973
Daily Mirror 30 November 1973 Wolverhampton Express and Star 3 Dec 1973
Daily Mirror 7 Dec 1973
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Speaker 1 (00:01):
Nineteen seventies, Britain was characterized by its eclectic pop culture,
spanning from glam rock to skinheads, punks and the Hell's Angels.
In some areas there was a carefree, good time atmosphere,
but elsewhere the country grappled with high youth unemployment, political division,
(00:21):
industrial unrest, and rising violence. Despite the prevalence of motorcycle
gangs among a sizeable subculture of teens and young adults,
many members were both morally and financially bankrupt and could
not afford bikes. Later lyricized in the Clasher's Bleak anti
(00:42):
anthem This is England, with the line I got my
motorcycle jacket, but I'm walking all the time. It was
against this backdrop that sign maker John Amadio went for
a walk along the south side of Ordering and Basin
at Shoreham Harbour in Hove on the evening of Thursday,
(01:04):
nineteenth of April nineteen seventy three. He was expecting nothing
more than a relaxing stroll and paused to light a
cigarette as he took in his surroundings. On one side
he could see the bustling town, on the other, the
cold expanse of the English Channel. He watched as a
(01:26):
Dutch ship turned itself around in the widest part of
the basin. Notwithstanding the financial and cultural challenges faced by
the nation, Shareham was a lively yet ordinarily peaceful West
Sussex town, so what happened next came as a shock.
(01:47):
The boat's propeller stirred ripples through the murky harbor waters,
and a few moments later an object bobbed about on
the surface, disturbed by the boat's motion, and lifted from
the s silked below. At first, John thought it was
a tire, but when he moved closer he realized his mistake.
(02:09):
It was a body. Two constables arrived in response to
John's agitated call, and they rowed out into the harbor
to tow the body to shore, using a boat hook
to snag the epaulet of the corpse's navy blue jacket.
It felt extraordinarily heavy, the reason for which became clear
(02:33):
once the police wrestled it onto the keyside. The body
was that of a well built man, his arms and
legs bound with a blue plastic bag filled with concrete
blocks tied to him with rope. Someone had evidently taken
great care to ensure he would sink to the bottom
(02:54):
and never resurface. Officers quickly set up canvas greens to
shield the deceased from public view and placed an urgent
quarter headquarters. It was the day before the start of
the long Easter weekend and Detective Chief Superintendent James Marshall
(03:16):
was just about to finish up for the break when
it was called out to the crime scene. His team
of detectives had just solved the murder of a fifteen
year old girl who had been stabbed to death while hitchhiking,
but it looked like they would have no time to
rest on their laurels and would be launched straight into
another murder inquiry. Pathologist Hugh Johnson, Professor of forensic Medicine
(03:44):
at Saint Thomas's Hospital in London, arrived at Aldrington Basin
at eight pm and conducted the examination in the semi darkness,
aided by floodlights. When the body was moved, one decaying
hand fell to the g There was no scalp present
on the head and the face was mostly skeletonized, the
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flesh largely eaten by fish. Detective surmise that the victim
could have been murdered at sea, then weighted down and
cast overboard. Professor Johnson carried out an extensive post mortem
at hove Borough Mortuary and established that the victim was
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a young man of approximately six feet in height. His
lower jaw was missing, as were several teeth in the
upper jaw, and as his wisdom teeth were not present.
Johnson assessed his age as around eighteen or slightly younger.
He wore a navy blue jacket with crested faux army
type buttons, a blue denim levi's shirt, dark blue denim jeans,
(04:54):
a white belt with a metal buckle, and black leather boots.
On his right forearm was a tattoo of a heart
pierced bye arrow with some indecipherable lettering above. This was
another fader tattoo consisting solely of letters, and Johnson had
to rub away the top layers of skin to clearly
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reveal them as H A C. There was no sign
of any head injury or strangulation, and the organs appeared normal.
Through a process of matching microscopic algae found in his
lungs a species of algae from Aldrington Basin, Johnson confirmed
(05:38):
that he had drowned in the same area where his
body was discovered. Inside the man's jacket pocket was a
water logged copy of Arthur Conan Doyle's The Maracott Deep,
a coincidentally marine themed novel about a search for the
legendary drowned city of Atlantis. In his trouser pocket were
(06:02):
two folded pieces of paper and some loose change. The
coins were decimal, indicating that the body had been in
the water for less than two years, as the decimal
system had been introduced in Britain in nineteen seventy one.
Once fully dried and smooth, investigators could see that one
(06:23):
of the documents was a receipt from the Hove Magistrate's Court.
The other was a letter from Youth Employment Services, dated
twenty eighth of February nineteen seventy three, referring to a
job interview for a Clive Olive as a packer at
a local company. In another of the dead man's pockets,
(06:43):
they discovered a white metal bracelet engraved with the name
Oli on one side and Duly on the reverse. Could
Oli be a shortened form of the surname Olive In
the absence of fingerprints, this proved to be a vital
clue in tracing the victim's identity, as his fingertips had
(07:05):
been eaten by fish, although one tiny palm print was
obtained from the right hand and sent to the Sussex
Fingerprint Bureau. The police soon established that a sixteen year
old named Clive Edward Jeremy Olive had been in trouble
with the police in January nineteen seventy three and had
attended Hove Magistrate's Court. He had signed a form there
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which had fortunately been kept in the court office, and
forensics were able to lift a palm print from it
which matched that of the deceased. Now they had confirmed
the victim's identity, detectives worked to reconstruct his movements leading
up to the final days of his life. Clive's distraught mother,
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Pauline Olive, had last seen her son at six pm
on twenty eighth of February nineteen seventy three, and reported
him missing on second of March, which suggested he had
been dead for around six weeks. Pauline identified the clothing
found on the body, tearfully, telling investigators that he wasn't
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a bad lad. Clive's father had left when he was
three years old, and he had lived with his mother
at Norfolk Terrace, just two miles from Aldrington Basin. At
the time of his disappearance, Clive had spent the last
six months working as a kitchen hand at the Gondola
Cafe at thirty six Church Road, Hove, washing dishes on
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the night shift. The Gondola was a popular meeting place
and coffee spot for young people, and Clive enjoyed playing
Jimmy Hendrick's records on the jukebox there. Pauline had initially
assumed that her son was staying with a friend, but
became concerned and when he failed to come home the
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next day, she described him as the apple of my
eye and a quiet boy who never lied to me.
He enjoyed reading comics, loved his pet cat and guinea pig,
and at once dreamed of being a vet, but things
had changed. In the months before his death, he dropped
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out of his O level course at Brighton Technical College
and spent most of his evenings loitering at a youth club,
reading books about the occult and hanging around with the
Mad Dogs of Sussex chapter of the Hell's Angels. Clived
into own a motorcycle, but this wasn't unusual as the
Mad Dogs were described by some as a poor imitation
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of a real thing, and few had their own bikes.
Pauline remembered one occasion when the Mad Dogs came to
their house and demmanded to watch TV. When she refused,
Clive left with them, but the next day she noticed
her son had a black iron a swollen face. The
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gang was infamous for starting fights, and its members wore
steel toe capped boots to make their kicks more damaging,
so it seemed a distinct possibility that they had somehow
been involved in Clive's death. Pauline recalled their influence on
Clive was far greater than mine. He did exactly as
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they told him to do. They were evil and horrible,
and I did my best to keep him away from them.
Some of the Mad Dogs were petty criminals and drug addicts,
while others were known to practice black magic and torture animals.
Just a month before his death, Clive had been arrested
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for breaking into a shop and stealing radios, resulting in
his appearance at Hove Magistrate's Core. The police established a
murder squad comprising sixty officers who spoke to teenagers at
beaches and showed Clive's photo in pubs and cafes to
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understand more about the teenager's life. They soon came across
fifteen year old Julie Harmon, who transpired to be the
Julie whose name was etched onto the bracelet found in
Clive's pocket. The pair had dated for a time, and
through herner other friends, detectives learned that his activities had
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been more unsavory and illegal than his mother realized. He
was considered a loner by his peers and was known
to roam the streets at night looking for fights in
which he would target gay men. He was alleged to
have accepted money for sex, had as many as six aliases,
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and had recently begun experimenting with LSD and Marijuan. Detective
Chief Superintendent Marshalls said while other boys his age worshiped
footballer George Best, Ollie had other idols, the Hell's Angels
and the Mad Dogs of Sussex, who lived by fear
and violent rituals. By way of initiation into the Mad Dogs,
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Clive took part in a ceremony on Brighton Beach which
involved members of the gang urinating on his clothes and
cutting their arms and mixing their blood with his over
the saddle of a motorbike to prove himself. He frequently
broad with rival chapter members, and on one occasion he
was sitting in a cafe with a friend when he
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suddenly abandoned his coffee and ran outside to chase down
two skinheads walking past. When he returned to the cafe
after coming off best in the ensuing scuffle, carried an
air of smug satisfaction. Clive subsequently became unpopular with the
Mad Dogs due to his unreliability when it came to
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attending gang meetings and a propensity for enjoying sexual liaisons
with other members girlfriends. He was known in the neighborhood
as the ten p Romeo or coffee bar Casanova, because
he boasted that he could, in his words, make love
to any girl for the price of a coffee. He
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was said to have traded a former girlfriend in exchange
for a packet of cigarettes within the Mad Dogs community,
and was alleged to have impregnated two fourteen year old girls.
After being hospitalized in an attack spearheaded by the gang
leader's retribution for his treachery, Clive joined a rival chapter
in Hove named the Hell's Angel Cougars, shedding light on
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the tattooed letters HC. It was there that he started
a relationship with fifteen year old Julie Harmon. Police interviewed
more than one hundred young people in the area, uncovering
a subculture in which every member of the Mad Dogs
had a nickname. Clive Olive was known as Olie, Thicker, Simple, Loner,
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Rex or Randy, while the vice president was Tramp, the
secretary was Bluey, and the treasurer was Jip. It was
so inscrutable that the police hired an interpreter whose sole
job was to compile a glossary of phrases and names
to help them decode the statements. Gradually, it emerged that
(14:42):
Clive Olive was last seen alive in the Gondola Cafe,
and one witness reporter seeing a black Austin van driving
out of Aldrington Basin and twenty eighth of February. Interviews
with gang members led investigators to form a mad Dog
Brian Moore, who had allegedly paid people for information about Clive. Interestingly,
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his friend Albert Dawn, owned a black Austin van. Albert
was married to Brian's sister, eighteen year old Christine, and
the three of them lived at the home of Brian
and Christine's father. On first of May nineteen seventy three,
twelve days after Clive's body was discovered in the harbor,
(15:26):
the police visited Brian, Albert, and Christine at home. The
Dawn's bedroom was decorated with swastikas, a picture of Hitler
and Hell's Angels memorabilia, further convincing detectives that the trio
were trouble and they were arrested on suspicion of murder.
(15:47):
They initially denied knowing Clive Olive, but their stories unraveled
and the truth was soon laid bare. Christine Dawn name Moore,
was nicknamed Butch and was eight months pregnant. At five
foot nine, she towered over her twenty seven year old
labourer husband, Albert, who was five foot three, almost entirely
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covered in tattoos, and went by the nickname Mouse. Brian
Moore was a hefty six foot four twenty one year
old who worked in a garage and was known as
a boastful, aggressive drifter with several convictions for theft. He
had been placed in care at the age of fourteen
to protect him from his father's violence, but had recently
(16:33):
returned to his childhood home, joining his sister and her husband.
Brian had a checkered work history and recently spent eighteen
months at Brighton Aquarium, which ended with him pushing the
manager into a pool in a fight over training methods.
He spent some time at a flamingo park in Yorkshire,
(16:54):
then at Windsor Safari Park, where he was promoted a
deputy headkeeper. All was well until an argument with his
girlfriend provoked him into a gruesome suicide attempt, walking into
the leopard cage and locking himself in. The leopards, however,
had other ideas and simply ignored him. Brian became addicted
(17:20):
to amphetamine and cannabis, joining the Mad Dogs in nineteen
sixty nine. By then he was working as a hotel
night watchman, carrying a truncheon during his shifts. His sister,
Christine had an equally troubled past, having been sexually assaulted
by one of her father's friends as the child. She
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spent two years in an approved school as a teenager,
and had been associated with various Hell's Angel chapters before
marrying Albert. The couple eventually became disillusioned with their way
of life and ditched the motorcycle gang, but Albert feared
more and his erratic, belligerent attitude and continued to do
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his bidding. Around September nineteen seventy two, Brian Moore fell
in love with a sixteen year old named Jane Anson.
Jane confidon in him that she had once dated Clive
Olive for a week after meeting him at a youth club,
but that her parents hadn't liked him. On her sixteenth
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birthday on ninth of September, Clive attempted her into going
home with him, assuring her that his mother would be
there when they arrived. Jane was perturbed to find that
Clive's mother was away and he had allegedly lured her
there to rape her. Brian Moore was furious at this revelation,
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freely telling Jane and his friends, I know who it is.
I'm going to get him. I will get him sooner
or later. On twenty seventh February nineteen seventy three, Brian
enlisted the help of Albert and Christine, and the three
laid a trap for Clive Olive offering to supply him
(19:11):
with drugs if you met them the following night. They
then stole some rope a plastic bag in concrete blocks
from a building site and picked up Clive at the
appointed hour. Once Clive had been bundled inside the van,
More demanded to know if he knew Jane Andsen. When
he denied it, More angrily reminded him she was the
(19:34):
one you raped. Sensing imminent danger and trying unsuccessfully to
mitigate his guilt, Clive apparently replied, I only raped her once.
Moore was overcome with fury at this admission and started
battering Clive with his fists. When the sixteen year old
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began to cry, More threatened, I'll give you you something
to cry about. He hit him in the head with
his truncheon, and Clive screamed and slumped over his eyes,
staring blankly as blood ran down his face. Fucking hell,
I think I've killed him, said Moore. Albert Dawn responded,
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I hope you haven't got blood all over my van.
Believing Clive to be dead, they bound up his body
and weighted him down. Then the two men threw him
into the harbor while Christine waited in the van. Unknown
to the assailants, Clive was still alive and met his
death by drowning, although he likely never regained consciousness after
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the truncheon blow and was unaware of being submerged in
the chilly waters of Aldrington Basin. Afterwards, a calm and
collected Albert Dawn ripped out the bloodstained carpet from his
van and threw it on a rubbish tip, then painted
the inside of the vehicle. Moore's written statement proved there
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was premeditation when he said the reason we took the
concrete blocks and wrote was because I thought I might
lose my temper when we saw Ollie and I thought
I might kill him. I decided if I killed him,
I would tie him up and put him in the harbor.
I got the idea off the mad dogs who were
going to kill their leader in the same way. What
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got Albert was the bubbles. What got me was the
staring eyes. On Monday twenty sixth of November, the Killer
Trio stood trial for murder at Lewis Crown Court, pleading
not guilty by reason of diminished responsibility. By this time,
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Christine Dawn had given birth to a sun while in
custody at Holloway. Brian Moore cut a striking figure in
the dock in a bus conductor's jacket, with his long
red hair tied in a ponytail. Jane Ansen spoke in
the witness box about Brian's character, stating that her parents
had approved of him. She described him as very kind
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and gentle and extremely loving and protective. It was a
happy relationship until this business about Clive Olive came up
between us. When I told him Clive had raped me,
we had a ritual burning of the clothes I'd been
wearing at the time. When it was his turn to speak,
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Moore proclaimed his innocence, telling the stunned court room, I
don't feel I've done anything wrong. I knew it was
against the law, but what he had done was also
against the law. He raped my girl. Nobody else would
do it, so I felt it would be my job.
I think I've done Brighton and Hova Favor. Enraged by
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the secutions a serbic cross examination, he bellowed, you shut
your mouth or I'll belt you one mate, then grabbed
a bottle of water from the judge's bench and flung
it at the barrister. Prison officers ran from the dock
and grappled with the accused until they managed to subdue him.
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After a nine day trial, the jury found Brian Moore
and Albert Dawn guilty of murder, and they were sentenced
to life imprisonment, while Christine Dawn received ten years from manslaughter.
On hearing the verdict, Christine fainted into the arms of
a female prison officer, but recovered as she was led away,
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reviving sufficiently to scream at the judge, you bastard. George Moore,
Brian and Christine's father, sounded genuinely puzzled as he told
the press, I can't understand why they turned out like this.
I used to be tough with them as children. I
used to leave the imprint of my hand on their backsides,
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but the neighbors complained and the police warned me I
had to stop. George Moore had himself been known for
boasting about sexually assaulting several women in Italy during World
War Two, and had once let off a firework near
his wife's face, causing her to lose her hearing. As
(24:25):
he spoke, he showed no awareness of the irony of
his words. In contrast, Pauline Olive expressed high regard for
her son, recalling that Clive was a nice boy. I
could not have wished for a better son. All I
can say is that I tried my best. Brian Moore
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and Albert Dawn's appeals were rejected. The following year, Christine's
manslaughter conviction was reversed as the judge felt she had
only been a spectator to the murder. She was released
on twenty one of November nineteen seventy four, but would
later return to court more than once on lesser chargers,
Unable to integrate into society as a law abiding citizen.
(25:12):
Albert was released on parole after fifteen years, but it
is unknown when Brian was released. Detective Jim Marshall's murder
squad was so proud of the successful investigation that they
had a necktie designed for each of the team with
blue fabric symbolizing the sea and a gondola to represent
(25:33):
the cafe, which had been one of Clive Olive's favorite venues.
The Gondola Cafe, once suffused with the center fresh coffee
and the rhythmic, flamboyant pulse of Jimmy Hendrix, closed its
doors just a few years after the murder, replaced now
(25:53):
by an Argentine steakhouse, a modern restaurant with a jukebox
and tenpence coffees, of Clive's youth on nothing but a
distant memory,
Nineteen seventies, Britain was characterized by its eclectic pop culture,
spanning from glam rock to skinheads, punks and the Hell's Angels.
In some areas there was a carefree, good time atmosphere,
but elsewhere the country grappled with high youth unemployment, political division,
(00:21):
industrial unrest, and rising violence. Despite the prevalence of motorcycle
gangs among a sizeable subculture of teens and young adults,
many members were both morally and financially bankrupt and could
not afford bikes. Later lyricized in the Clasher's Bleak anti
(00:42):
anthem This is England, with the line I got my
motorcycle jacket, but I'm walking all the time. It was
against this backdrop that sign maker John Amadio went for
a walk along the south side of Ordering and Basin
at Shoreham Harbour in Hove on the evening of Thursday,
(01:04):
nineteenth of April nineteen seventy three. He was expecting nothing
more than a relaxing stroll and paused to light a
cigarette as he took in his surroundings. On one side
he could see the bustling town, on the other, the
cold expanse of the English Channel. He watched as a
(01:26):
Dutch ship turned itself around in the widest part of
the basin. Notwithstanding the financial and cultural challenges faced by
the nation, Shareham was a lively yet ordinarily peaceful West
Sussex town, so what happened next came as a shock.
(01:47):
The boat's propeller stirred ripples through the murky harbor waters,
and a few moments later an object bobbed about on
the surface, disturbed by the boat's motion, and lifted from
the s silked below. At first, John thought it was
a tire, but when he moved closer he realized his mistake.
(02:09):
It was a body. Two constables arrived in response to
John's agitated call, and they rowed out into the harbor
to tow the body to shore, using a boat hook
to snag the epaulet of the corpse's navy blue jacket.
It felt extraordinarily heavy, the reason for which became clear
(02:33):
once the police wrestled it onto the keyside. The body
was that of a well built man, his arms and
legs bound with a blue plastic bag filled with concrete
blocks tied to him with rope. Someone had evidently taken
great care to ensure he would sink to the bottom
(02:54):
and never resurface. Officers quickly set up canvas greens to
shield the deceased from public view and placed an urgent
quarter headquarters. It was the day before the start of
the long Easter weekend and Detective Chief Superintendent James Marshall
(03:16):
was just about to finish up for the break when
it was called out to the crime scene. His team
of detectives had just solved the murder of a fifteen
year old girl who had been stabbed to death while hitchhiking,
but it looked like they would have no time to
rest on their laurels and would be launched straight into
another murder inquiry. Pathologist Hugh Johnson, Professor of forensic Medicine
(03:44):
at Saint Thomas's Hospital in London, arrived at Aldrington Basin
at eight pm and conducted the examination in the semi darkness,
aided by floodlights. When the body was moved, one decaying
hand fell to the g There was no scalp present
on the head and the face was mostly skeletonized, the
(04:07):
flesh largely eaten by fish. Detective surmise that the victim
could have been murdered at sea, then weighted down and
cast overboard. Professor Johnson carried out an extensive post mortem
at hove Borough Mortuary and established that the victim was
(04:29):
a young man of approximately six feet in height. His
lower jaw was missing, as were several teeth in the
upper jaw, and as his wisdom teeth were not present.
Johnson assessed his age as around eighteen or slightly younger.
He wore a navy blue jacket with crested faux army
type buttons, a blue denim levi's shirt, dark blue denim jeans,
(04:54):
a white belt with a metal buckle, and black leather boots.
On his right forearm was a tattoo of a heart
pierced bye arrow with some indecipherable lettering above. This was
another fader tattoo consisting solely of letters, and Johnson had
to rub away the top layers of skin to clearly
(05:17):
reveal them as H A C. There was no sign
of any head injury or strangulation, and the organs appeared normal.
Through a process of matching microscopic algae found in his
lungs a species of algae from Aldrington Basin, Johnson confirmed
(05:38):
that he had drowned in the same area where his
body was discovered. Inside the man's jacket pocket was a
water logged copy of Arthur Conan Doyle's The Maracott Deep,
a coincidentally marine themed novel about a search for the
legendary drowned city of Atlantis. In his trouser pocket were
(06:02):
two folded pieces of paper and some loose change. The
coins were decimal, indicating that the body had been in
the water for less than two years, as the decimal
system had been introduced in Britain in nineteen seventy one.
Once fully dried and smooth, investigators could see that one
(06:23):
of the documents was a receipt from the Hove Magistrate's Court.
The other was a letter from Youth Employment Services, dated
twenty eighth of February nineteen seventy three, referring to a
job interview for a Clive Olive as a packer at
a local company. In another of the dead man's pockets,
(06:43):
they discovered a white metal bracelet engraved with the name
Oli on one side and Duly on the reverse. Could
Oli be a shortened form of the surname Olive In
the absence of fingerprints, this proved to be a vital
clue in tracing the victim's identity, as his fingertips had
(07:05):
been eaten by fish, although one tiny palm print was
obtained from the right hand and sent to the Sussex
Fingerprint Bureau. The police soon established that a sixteen year
old named Clive Edward Jeremy Olive had been in trouble
with the police in January nineteen seventy three and had
attended Hove Magistrate's Court. He had signed a form there
(07:31):
which had fortunately been kept in the court office, and
forensics were able to lift a palm print from it
which matched that of the deceased. Now they had confirmed
the victim's identity, detectives worked to reconstruct his movements leading
up to the final days of his life. Clive's distraught mother,
(07:56):
Pauline Olive, had last seen her son at six pm
on twenty eighth of February nineteen seventy three, and reported
him missing on second of March, which suggested he had
been dead for around six weeks. Pauline identified the clothing
found on the body, tearfully, telling investigators that he wasn't
(08:18):
a bad lad. Clive's father had left when he was
three years old, and he had lived with his mother
at Norfolk Terrace, just two miles from Aldrington Basin. At
the time of his disappearance, Clive had spent the last
six months working as a kitchen hand at the Gondola
Cafe at thirty six Church Road, Hove, washing dishes on
(08:41):
the night shift. The Gondola was a popular meeting place
and coffee spot for young people, and Clive enjoyed playing
Jimmy Hendrick's records on the jukebox there. Pauline had initially
assumed that her son was staying with a friend, but
became concerned and when he failed to come home the
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next day, she described him as the apple of my
eye and a quiet boy who never lied to me.
He enjoyed reading comics, loved his pet cat and guinea pig,
and at once dreamed of being a vet, but things
had changed. In the months before his death, he dropped
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out of his O level course at Brighton Technical College
and spent most of his evenings loitering at a youth club,
reading books about the occult and hanging around with the
Mad Dogs of Sussex chapter of the Hell's Angels. Clived
into own a motorcycle, but this wasn't unusual as the
Mad Dogs were described by some as a poor imitation
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of a real thing, and few had their own bikes.
Pauline remembered one occasion when the Mad Dogs came to
their house and demmanded to watch TV. When she refused,
Clive left with them, but the next day she noticed
her son had a black iron a swollen face. The
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gang was infamous for starting fights, and its members wore
steel toe capped boots to make their kicks more damaging,
so it seemed a distinct possibility that they had somehow
been involved in Clive's death. Pauline recalled their influence on
Clive was far greater than mine. He did exactly as
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they told him to do. They were evil and horrible,
and I did my best to keep him away from them.
Some of the Mad Dogs were petty criminals and drug addicts,
while others were known to practice black magic and torture animals.
Just a month before his death, Clive had been arrested
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for breaking into a shop and stealing radios, resulting in
his appearance at Hove Magistrate's Core. The police established a
murder squad comprising sixty officers who spoke to teenagers at
beaches and showed Clive's photo in pubs and cafes to
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understand more about the teenager's life. They soon came across
fifteen year old Julie Harmon, who transpired to be the
Julie whose name was etched onto the bracelet found in
Clive's pocket. The pair had dated for a time, and
through herner other friends, detectives learned that his activities had
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been more unsavory and illegal than his mother realized. He
was considered a loner by his peers and was known
to roam the streets at night looking for fights in
which he would target gay men. He was alleged to
have accepted money for sex, had as many as six aliases,
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and had recently begun experimenting with LSD and Marijuan. Detective
Chief Superintendent Marshalls said while other boys his age worshiped
footballer George Best, Ollie had other idols, the Hell's Angels
and the Mad Dogs of Sussex, who lived by fear
and violent rituals. By way of initiation into the Mad Dogs,
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Clive took part in a ceremony on Brighton Beach which
involved members of the gang urinating on his clothes and
cutting their arms and mixing their blood with his over
the saddle of a motorbike to prove himself. He frequently
broad with rival chapter members, and on one occasion he
was sitting in a cafe with a friend when he
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suddenly abandoned his coffee and ran outside to chase down
two skinheads walking past. When he returned to the cafe
after coming off best in the ensuing scuffle, carried an
air of smug satisfaction. Clive subsequently became unpopular with the
Mad Dogs due to his unreliability when it came to
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attending gang meetings and a propensity for enjoying sexual liaisons
with other members girlfriends. He was known in the neighborhood
as the ten p Romeo or coffee bar Casanova, because
he boasted that he could, in his words, make love
to any girl for the price of a coffee. He
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was said to have traded a former girlfriend in exchange
for a packet of cigarettes within the Mad Dogs community,
and was alleged to have impregnated two fourteen year old girls.
After being hospitalized in an attack spearheaded by the gang
leader's retribution for his treachery, Clive joined a rival chapter
in Hove named the Hell's Angel Cougars, shedding light on
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the tattooed letters HC. It was there that he started
a relationship with fifteen year old Julie Harmon. Police interviewed
more than one hundred young people in the area, uncovering
a subculture in which every member of the Mad Dogs
had a nickname. Clive Olive was known as Olie, Thicker, Simple, Loner,
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Rex or Randy, while the vice president was Tramp, the
secretary was Bluey, and the treasurer was Jip. It was
so inscrutable that the police hired an interpreter whose sole
job was to compile a glossary of phrases and names
to help them decode the statements. Gradually, it emerged that
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Clive Olive was last seen alive in the Gondola Cafe,
and one witness reporter seeing a black Austin van driving
out of Aldrington Basin and twenty eighth of February. Interviews
with gang members led investigators to form a mad Dog
Brian Moore, who had allegedly paid people for information about Clive. Interestingly,
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his friend Albert Dawn, owned a black Austin van. Albert
was married to Brian's sister, eighteen year old Christine, and
the three of them lived at the home of Brian
and Christine's father. On first of May nineteen seventy three,
twelve days after Clive's body was discovered in the harbor,
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the police visited Brian, Albert, and Christine at home. The
Dawn's bedroom was decorated with swastikas, a picture of Hitler
and Hell's Angels memorabilia, further convincing detectives that the trio
were trouble and they were arrested on suspicion of murder.
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They initially denied knowing Clive Olive, but their stories unraveled
and the truth was soon laid bare. Christine Dawn name Moore,
was nicknamed Butch and was eight months pregnant. At five
foot nine, she towered over her twenty seven year old
labourer husband, Albert, who was five foot three, almost entirely
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covered in tattoos, and went by the nickname Mouse. Brian
Moore was a hefty six foot four twenty one year
old who worked in a garage and was known as
a boastful, aggressive drifter with several convictions for theft. He
had been placed in care at the age of fourteen
to protect him from his father's violence, but had recently
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returned to his childhood home, joining his sister and her husband.
Brian had a checkered work history and recently spent eighteen
months at Brighton Aquarium, which ended with him pushing the
manager into a pool in a fight over training methods.
He spent some time at a flamingo park in Yorkshire,
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then at Windsor Safari Park, where he was promoted a
deputy headkeeper. All was well until an argument with his
girlfriend provoked him into a gruesome suicide attempt, walking into
the leopard cage and locking himself in. The leopards, however,
had other ideas and simply ignored him. Brian became addicted
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to amphetamine and cannabis, joining the Mad Dogs in nineteen
sixty nine. By then he was working as a hotel
night watchman, carrying a truncheon during his shifts. His sister,
Christine had an equally troubled past, having been sexually assaulted
by one of her father's friends as the child. She
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spent two years in an approved school as a teenager,
and had been associated with various Hell's Angel chapters before
marrying Albert. The couple eventually became disillusioned with their way
of life and ditched the motorcycle gang, but Albert feared
more and his erratic, belligerent attitude and continued to do
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his bidding. Around September nineteen seventy two, Brian Moore fell
in love with a sixteen year old named Jane Anson.
Jane confidon in him that she had once dated Clive
Olive for a week after meeting him at a youth club,
but that her parents hadn't liked him. On her sixteenth
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birthday on ninth of September, Clive attempted her into going
home with him, assuring her that his mother would be
there when they arrived. Jane was perturbed to find that
Clive's mother was away and he had allegedly lured her
there to rape her. Brian Moore was furious at this revelation,
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freely telling Jane and his friends, I know who it is.
I'm going to get him. I will get him sooner
or later. On twenty seventh February nineteen seventy three, Brian
enlisted the help of Albert and Christine, and the three
laid a trap for Clive Olive offering to supply him
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with drugs if you met them the following night. They
then stole some rope a plastic bag in concrete blocks
from a building site and picked up Clive at the
appointed hour. Once Clive had been bundled inside the van,
More demanded to know if he knew Jane Andsen. When
he denied it, More angrily reminded him she was the
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one you raped. Sensing imminent danger and trying unsuccessfully to
mitigate his guilt, Clive apparently replied, I only raped her once.
Moore was overcome with fury at this admission and started
battering Clive with his fists. When the sixteen year old
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began to cry, More threatened, I'll give you you something
to cry about. He hit him in the head with
his truncheon, and Clive screamed and slumped over his eyes,
staring blankly as blood ran down his face. Fucking hell,
I think I've killed him, said Moore. Albert Dawn responded,
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I hope you haven't got blood all over my van.
Believing Clive to be dead, they bound up his body
and weighted him down. Then the two men threw him
into the harbor while Christine waited in the van. Unknown
to the assailants, Clive was still alive and met his
death by drowning, although he likely never regained consciousness after
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the truncheon blow and was unaware of being submerged in
the chilly waters of Aldrington Basin. Afterwards, a calm and
collected Albert Dawn ripped out the bloodstained carpet from his
van and threw it on a rubbish tip, then painted
the inside of the vehicle. Moore's written statement proved there
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was premeditation when he said the reason we took the
concrete blocks and wrote was because I thought I might
lose my temper when we saw Ollie and I thought
I might kill him. I decided if I killed him,
I would tie him up and put him in the harbor.
I got the idea off the mad dogs who were
going to kill their leader in the same way. What
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got Albert was the bubbles. What got me was the
staring eyes. On Monday twenty sixth of November, the Killer
Trio stood trial for murder at Lewis Crown Court, pleading
not guilty by reason of diminished responsibility. By this time,
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Christine Dawn had given birth to a sun while in
custody at Holloway. Brian Moore cut a striking figure in
the dock in a bus conductor's jacket, with his long
red hair tied in a ponytail. Jane Ansen spoke in
the witness box about Brian's character, stating that her parents
had approved of him. She described him as very kind
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and gentle and extremely loving and protective. It was a
happy relationship until this business about Clive Olive came up
between us. When I told him Clive had raped me,
we had a ritual burning of the clothes I'd been
wearing at the time. When it was his turn to speak,
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Moore proclaimed his innocence, telling the stunned court room, I
don't feel I've done anything wrong. I knew it was
against the law, but what he had done was also
against the law. He raped my girl. Nobody else would
do it, so I felt it would be my job.
I think I've done Brighton and Hova Favor. Enraged by
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the secutions a serbic cross examination, he bellowed, you shut
your mouth or I'll belt you one mate, then grabbed
a bottle of water from the judge's bench and flung
it at the barrister. Prison officers ran from the dock
and grappled with the accused until they managed to subdue him.
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After a nine day trial, the jury found Brian Moore
and Albert Dawn guilty of murder, and they were sentenced
to life imprisonment, while Christine Dawn received ten years from manslaughter.
On hearing the verdict, Christine fainted into the arms of
a female prison officer, but recovered as she was led away,
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reviving sufficiently to scream at the judge, you bastard. George Moore,
Brian and Christine's father, sounded genuinely puzzled as he told
the press, I can't understand why they turned out like this.
I used to be tough with them as children. I
used to leave the imprint of my hand on their backsides,
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but the neighbors complained and the police warned me I
had to stop. George Moore had himself been known for
boasting about sexually assaulting several women in Italy during World
War Two, and had once let off a firework near
his wife's face, causing her to lose her hearing. As
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he spoke, he showed no awareness of the irony of
his words. In contrast, Pauline Olive expressed high regard for
her son, recalling that Clive was a nice boy. I
could not have wished for a better son. All I
can say is that I tried my best. Brian Moore
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and Albert Dawn's appeals were rejected. The following year, Christine's
manslaughter conviction was reversed as the judge felt she had
only been a spectator to the murder. She was released
on twenty one of November nineteen seventy four, but would
later return to court more than once on lesser chargers,
Unable to integrate into society as a law abiding citizen.
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Albert was released on parole after fifteen years, but it
is unknown when Brian was released. Detective Jim Marshall's murder
squad was so proud of the successful investigation that they
had a necktie designed for each of the team with
blue fabric symbolizing the sea and a gondola to represent
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the cafe, which had been one of Clive Olive's favorite venues.
The Gondola Cafe, once suffused with the center fresh coffee
and the rhythmic, flamboyant pulse of Jimmy Hendrix, closed its
doors just a few years after the murder, replaced now
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by an Argentine steakhouse, a modern restaurant with a jukebox
and tenpence coffees, of Clive's youth on nothing but a
distant memory,
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