In 1984, two of East London’s toughest gangland forces walked into a Greek restaurant embarking and were never seen again. What was said to have happened in that restaurant was like a scene straight from a horror movie. A savage, almost primeval attack on the two men. Ceremonial swords carving them up. Begs of mercy and the Lord’s Prayer.
Ripped tablecloths used to trough headless bodies up. A tale that exposes London’s seedy underbelly and the extreme consequences that can befall those involved. This is the savage unsolved mystery of the Barking Valentine massacre. The two men who vanished that night were David Elmore and Jimmy Wington, two well-known faces in East London, hard men. Elmore’s stronghold was Barking.
Back in the mid 1970s, Barking and Dagenham sat right on the fault line between London and Essex. Dagenham was a sprawl of postwar council estates built for Ford workers and their families. A tough workingclass town where respect was hardearned. Elmo ran protection rackets on several pubs and clubs and based himself out of the brewery tap.
He held lockins at the Westbury Arms where faces from across East London would drink, deal, and settle their business long after closing time. He mixed to a crew from Canning Town and had links stretching deep into Essics. But Barkin had other powerful families and none carried a stronger name than the Maxwells, a respected and prominent clan in the district.
It is David Maxwell who would become central in this bloody saga. Mickey Maxwell, brother of local businessman David Maxwell, had a dispute with Elmore one night. The argument turned violent, ending with Elmore burying an ax in Mickey’s head. He survived the attack, but from that moment the feud was sealed.
The Maxwells despised Elmo. To them, he wasn’t just a bully. He was a man who’d gone too far. It wasn’t the first time Elmo’s temper had exploded into violence. His reputation for sudden, brutal outbursts was well known across East London. One witness remembered a night in the brewery tap. Elmore smashing a man over the skull with a fire extinguisher, leaving him spark out on the floor.
Then without a word, he calmly went back to his drink. People feared Elmore. Some hated him. But the question remained, who hated him enough to want him gone but good? James Jimmy Wington was cut from the same cloth as Elmore. A hard man from barking, a few years older and just as ready when trouble came knocking.
Together they made a fearsome pair. That afternoon they’d been drinking their way through their usual haunts. Their final stop was the Hope on Gascoin Street. Around 11 p.m. they left the pub and headed up to Station Parade toward the Cali restaurant, a small Greek place they often used as a late night washing hole.
It was the last time either man was seen alive. Behind the bar that night was Brian Wilson. When police later tracked him down, Wilson was arrested, then released after giving an account detectives believed. He said the two men had come in just before closing, the only diners left in the place. Moments later, two others entered, both armed with long ceremonial swords.
The attack, he claimed, was swift and merciless. >> [screaming] >> A >> David Elmore was struck first, slashed, beaten, and then tied with tablecloths. Warrington tried to intervene, but was overpowered and trusted up beside him. Elmore begged the attackers to let his friend go, but they showed no mercy. It seemed that night Jimmy Wington’s only crime was being in the wrong place with the wrong man.
According to Wilson, the pair were hacked, hit, and stamped to death. One of them muttering the Lord’s Prayer as the blows fell. A phone call was made. Within minutes, a van pulled up outside. The headless bodies were bundled inside and driven away into the darkness. The restaurant, Wilson said, was later clean top to bottom. Forensically, the owners were said by Wilson paid £2,500 to redecorate new carpets, breath paint, and warned never to speak of what had happened again.
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Police eventually charged David Maxwell and Ronald Reer with the murders. men who both denied any part in it called the entire story a fabrication. What followed was one of the most dramatic criminal trials ever to come out of the East End underworld. The barman, the only known witness to what happened inside the Kelly restaurant that night, was placed under witness protection after giving a statement.
His evidence was considered key, but from the beginning there were whispers that had been leaned on or worse terrified into talking. When the case finally reached court, the dock was occupied by David Maxwell and Ronald Reer, a face with deep underworld connections. The prosecution alleged the pair were behind the disappearance and murder of David Elmore and Jimmy Warington.
But in the end, the jury wasn’t convinced. After weeks of conflicting testimony and missing physical evidence, both men were cleared of all charges. As the verdicts were read out, Maxwell smiled, turned towards the gallery, and blew kisses to the jury, declaring to reporters outside that he’d been bitted up from day one. Another man, David Reer, Ronald’s brother, had been accused of helping disposed of the bodies.
He was living in Spain at the time, but later flew back to face the allegations. Like the others, he too walked free. Despite massive searches along the temps and surrounding marshland, no trace of the bodies were ever recovered. Rumors persisted that the men had been weighed down and dropped somewhere in the river. A story that haunted both families for years.
Then in 1985 came a twist so grotesque that even seasoned detectives were left shaken. Two human skulls were hurled against the gates of an Essex police station in the middle of the night. Bits of teeth and tissue still clung to the bone. For a brief terrible moment, investigators believed they’d finally found Elmore and Wington.
But hope soon turned to horror and anger. Forensic testing revealed the skulls didn’t belong to either man. The discovery was nothing more than a cruel hoax, perhaps designed to taunt both the grieving families and the police who had spent the past year chasing ghosts. What happened to David Elmore and Jimmy Warington remains one of Barkin’s darkest mysteries.
A truly hideous crime that left two families without answers and an entire community gripped by fear. In the years that followed, detectives and locals alike argued over the true motive. At first, most believed it was revenge, payback for the infamous axe attack on Mickey Maxwell years earlier. But even that theory began to fall apart.
During the trial, David Maxwell himself dismissed the idea outright. “If I’d wanted revenge for what happened to my brother,” he told the court, “I’d have done it years ago.” By the 1990s, some had quietly shifted their view. Investigators came to believe that the savage double killing was less about personal vengeance and more about underworld politics.
A violent fallout linked to a protection racket controlling the pubs and clubs around Barking and Dagenham. There were other more violent operators around East London who were quite capable of such acts of barbarism. Whatever the reason, the fact remains two men vanished without a trace and those responsible walked free.
The case stands as one of London’s most chilling reminders of an era when bodies were made to disappear quietly, efficiently, and without mercy. Today’s new generation of villains seem to wear violence like a badge of honor, leaving their victims in the street instead of them vanishing without a trace. My condolences go out to the families involved.
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