52 Cavendish Avenue - Pristine facade hiding dark secrets
You wouldn't think anything of it, walking down Cavendish Avenue.
The trees are too well-behaved, the gardens too symmetrical, the air too quiet — all that quiet wealth soaking through the pavement like rain. But behind the trellises and white-painted gates, one house waits with the lights off.
No. 52.
Five bedrooms. Vaulted ceilings. A vast, south-facing garden.
And blood on the floorboards no one talks about.
Cavendish Avenue - Where wealth and respectability hide the darkest secrets
In the summer of 1997, the Tanner family moved into 52 Cavendish Avenue. They were what estate agents would call "ideal buyers": dual academic salaries, three beautiful children, and a golden retriever named Bixby.
David Tanner was a virologist at Addenbrooke's. His wife, Eleanor, taught piano. Their eldest son, Simon, was just about to turn 15 when they moved in. Neighbours remembered him as "quiet, but polite." Their two younger children — Holly (12) and baby Leah (7) — were often seen playing under the apple trees in the back garden.
But within nine months of moving in, they were all dead.
The hallway where police first entered on that fateful night
March 20, 1998. One of those rare nights in Cambridge when the clouds won't clear and the air feels soaked with something older than weather.
At 3:04 a.m., emergency services received a call. A single, breathless voice.
"It's done. I saw the garden turn inside out."
The dispatcher asked for clarification. The boy on the other end just said:
"They needed to go first. I need to follow."
When police arrived minutes later, they found the front door unlocked. The house was silent.
Inside was something else entirely.
David Tanner was found in the home studio, slumped in his desk chair, a soldering iron embedded in his neck.
David Tanner's home studio - where the first victim was discovered
Eleanor lay in the downstairs annex bedroom, her skull fractured in three places. The room smelled of bleach and lavender oil.
The downstairs annex - scene of the second murder
Holly was discovered in the garden room, face down, her hands folded over her chest. A child's recorder lay next to her.
Leah, the youngest, was still in her bed. No visible trauma. An empty vial of sleeping pills on the floor.
Leah's bedroom - the youngest victim showed no signs of trauma
Simon Tanner was found sitting cross-legged on the decked terrace, facing the pond.
He was covered in blood. But not his.
Simon had kept a journal — hundreds of pages, scrawled in mirrored handwriting. The last entries were drawings: pond frogs flayed open, diagrams of stars and "garden gates," and a line repeated over and over:
Simon's journal - hundreds of pages of mirrored handwriting and disturbing diagrams
"She's under the garden, and she's hungry again."
Police initially suspected mental illness. But forensic linguists noted that some of the symbols and phrases matched fragments of proto-Celtic ritual texts — eerily similar to those found in local university archives.
The courtroom where Simon Tanner's case was heard
He was found unfit to stand trial. Committed to a secure psychiatric facility under a sealed name.
He hasn't spoken a word since.
The Tanners' extended family sold the property in 2002. A series of owners have come and gone. The garden has been re-landscaped. The annex remodeled. The original pond was filled with gravel — yet moss keeps regrowing in a perfect circle where it once was.
The house today - remodeled but unable to escape its past
Tenants have reported:
The windows where lights are sometimes seen flickering when the house is empty
In 2016, a family left in the middle of the night and never returned for their belongings. They broke the lease and refused to speak to reporters. One anonymous quote in The Cambridge Independent read:
"There's something under the lawn. It doesn't want to be forgotten."
I lived on Cavendish from 2003-2007. Can confirm the moss circle thing is real. My dog would never walk over that spot in the garden. Also, the house was empty for almost 2 years before we moved to the street. Nobody talks about why.
This is just urban legend nonsense. I've walked past that house hundreds of times. It's just a normal Victorian terrace. You people need to stop spreading this garbage and traumatizing the families who live there now.
@skeptic_kate you clearly haven't been there at 3am. I do night photography around Cambridge and that house... something's wrong with it. The shadows don't fall right. And I've heard the recorder too.
I work at the University Library. The Celtic ritual texts mentioned in this post? They're real. Someone checked them out in March 1998 and never returned them. The borrower's name was listed as "S. Tanner."
My EMF reader goes absolutely mental near that house. Whatever happened there left an imprint. The energy is so thick you can taste it. Has anyone tried contacting Simon? I have connections at Broadmoor...
I was a PC in Cambridge back then. Not on the Tanner case but I knew the officers who were. They wouldn't talk about it, even years later. One of them left the force entirely. Said he couldn't sleep in houses anymore.
The 2016 family that left in the night? I found their old social media. The mother posted a single photo the day before they fled - just a black square with the caption "it knows we're here." Then nothing. Account deleted.
she's still hungry. the garden remembers. march 20th comes again soon. don't go there when the moon is dark. don't listen to the recorder. don't look at the moss circle. she's waiting underneath.
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