Just days ago a senior member of staff at Bangor University was convicted of internet child porn offences. Dr Ian Connor, described as an ‘Operations Manager’ at Bangor University, was however let off lightly by the ever understanding Judge Huw Rees.
Media reports of the case stated:
Dr Ian Connor was guilty of looking at some of worst kind of abuse images. A university academic who said in online child abuse chats that he wanted to go ‘kiddie hunting’ has been allowed to walk free for court. Dr Ian Connor, 53, had set up a fake Twitter account and used Bangor University’s wi-fi to carry out his crimes.Connor, from Upper Clwyd Street in Ruthin, admitted distributing three indecent images of the worst kind of abuse, and making 41 others which were in the lower seriousness categories.
Judge Huw Rees, sitting at Caernarfon Crown Court, heard Connor had worked in education for years, but was involved in online chat of an “extreme” nature in which he said he wanted to go “kiddie hunting”.
Judge Rees told Connor: “You should be entirely ashamed of your actions as I think you are. Showing any interest in such images creates a demand for further abuse of children.”Judge Rees said Connor had been made redundant, not linked to his arrest, but had a new job. He wasn’t allowed to work in education and his marriage had suffered as a result of his arrest.“Imprisonment is a real option here. It would be a relatively shortsentence,” the judge said. But instead he made a community order to tackle Connor’s “perverted lust” for viewing child abuse images.Connor’s barrister said internet perverts would engage in “banter” with no real intention to carry out an act.’.
Judge Huw Rees has come in for criticism recently because of his perceived leniency when sentencing people convicted of child sex offences. Previous posts discussed the recent conviction of Simon Thomas for serious child porn offences. Simon was the Plaid MP for Ceredigion, 2000-20005 and the Plaid AM for Mid and West Wales, 2011-18. Judge Huw Rees was very understanding in Simon’s case, just as he has been with Ian. Simon was given a relatively short suspended prison sentence.
It’s not that I want Ian and Simon to have their knackers cut off, but there seems to be a great degree of protection being afforded to some people – but only some people – who are being convicted of child sex offences. The people receiving protection are people in professional jobs who very obviously have links to Dafydd’s extended network. They absolutely don’t need to be castrated but they do need to be removed from professional positions and that is not happening.
Those involved with implementing the community order to tackle Ian Connor’s ‘perverted lusts’ will almost certainly be part of Dafydd’s network themselves, as is Huw Daniel, another judge who banged on about the ‘perverted lusts’ of a child sex offender whom he jailed in 1997, during the early part of the Waterhouse Inquiry. During the trial, Huw Daniel lifted a Court Order that the police had obtained preventing the naming of a group of defendants who were awaiting trial; the police argued that if they were identified it would put at risk a big investigation into a paedophile ring that was still underway. Huw Daniel identified them.
I remember Ian Connor well; he arrived to work at Bangor University when I was working there after I finished my PhD. Ian was a very great problem at Bangor University – although no-one ever mentioned anything about him having a sexual interest in children – and a lot of people were wondering why he was ever appointed to, and then allowed to remain in, a job that he very obviously could not do.
At the time, the various different academic Schools at Bangor were grouped into ‘Colleges’ and a ‘College manager’ was appointed to oversee the running of the Colleges; Ian Conner was the College manager for the School in which I worked. The College managers weren’t at the very top of the tree in terms of management at Bangor, but they were senior and they were paid considerably more than many of the academic staff, which caused huge resentment and much discussion of ‘so what is this university about, teaching and research, or management?’
The person blamed for the managerialism was of course Merfyn, the VC. As far as I could work out, Merfyn had indeed wanted to appoint a team of managers because it was clear to him when he became VC that there was, essentially, no effective management or co-ordination. But Merfyn’s wife became very ill, later dying in the care of Dafydd’s mates and as explained in previous posts, the Deputy VC, Fergus Lowe, effectively took over the running of the University while Merfyn took compassionate leave during the time before Nerys’s death. Miranda and the Gwerin were after Merfyn’s blood as a result of Merfyn, his friend and Nerys having spilt the paedophiles’ friends’ pints on more than a few occasions previously (see posts ‘Anthem For Doomed Youth’ and ‘Lest We Forget’), but what I didn’t know at the time was that they had gone particularly ape-shit as a result of Merfyn allowing me to complete a PhD at Bangor and then letting me stay on as a member of research staff.
I completed my PhD in the School of Education, a hotbed of anti-Merfyn sentiment. The School of Education was substantially staffed by former school teachers who had worked in north Wales schools while the paedophile gang enjoyed themselves with the collusion of so many working in education in north Wales. My PhD supervisor was not Of Them and was effectively bullied out of his job – as was his wife, who also worked as a senior lecturer in the University – shortly after I finished my PhD. The hands-on kicking of my PhD supervisor was largely done by henchmen Profs John Farrar, Tom Corns and Colin Baker, but the grand design was the work of Fungus and he had given the instructions to the three stooges.
Previous posts have discussed these three old timers and their knowledge of and collusion with the trafficking ring that was operating in Bangor when they were much younger academics, led by Gwynne the Royal Lobotomist and Dr D.G.E. Wood et al at the Student Health Centre. Wood was married to a lecturer in Farrar’s own Dept, Plant Biology and a number of other staff in the Dept of Plant Biology were married/related to/good friends with members of the Gang, including social workers. One of Farrar’s colleagues was having sex with local school girls and this was openly discussed in the Depts of Plant Biology and Zoology and no doubt elsewhere. Farrar himself had an affair with an undergrad, Stel – I have been told that this was not a one-off but I wasn’t around to witness the others – who was then given a job as Farrar’s research assistant when she graduated. Stel later married Farrar, then they divorced, but they both made full use of their knowledge of the criminality of the Gang to advance themselves, including what the Gang did to me.
Tom Corns is married to a now retired social worker for Conwy County Council and their son is a Top Doctor. Colin Baker’s wife worked in Ysbyty Gwynedd and Colin’s career at Bangor began in the Dept of Psychology when it was ruled over by Dafydd. Colin later transferred to the School of Education.
Like so many others in Bangor University, the three stooges had a great deal to fear once I began litigation against the NHS in 2005, the year in which I finished my PhD.
After I finished my PhD, I began working in the School of Social Sciences. That too was a School in which a cohort of paedophiles’ friends worked, but I worked very closely with some really good sociologists who were not Of Them. One of my closest senior colleagues, Graham Day, had spent years being targeted by the Gang, that was common knowledge and everyone knew that it stemmed from the crap that the Gang had thrown at Graham back in the 1990s, when the Gang were under police investigation so were utilising distraction techniques.
The Gang wrongly accused Graham of discriminating against Welsh people when he made appointments in his capacity as Head of Dept and ‘The Guardian’ was kind enough to publish this libel. Merfyn’s late wife Nerys was caught in the cross-fire. See eg. ‘Badlands’. Nerys was also Never Forgiven by the Gang after an article of hers was published in ‘Prospect’ magazine in 1997 alluding to a problem with the sexual harassment/exploitation/assault of a student at Bangor by a member of staff in the halls of residence. The Senior Warden of the halls at the time was Dr Tony Jones, the Oliver Reed of Bangor, around whom worrying allegations re his fondness for ‘boys’ swirled. Whatever Tony Jones did or didn’t do with boys, he was good mates with the Gang, including the Top Docs and local corrupt police officers and he did deals with them to cause problems for people whom he had taken against, of which there were quite a few.
Nerys and Merfyn had grown up in Gwynedd and knew all about the Gang, but I didn’t realise for a long while that they had both been targeted by them many years ago. I realised that Graham knew something about the Gang beyond their dreadful behaviour towards him, but we never discussed it and Graham kept a dignified silence in the face of conduct so vile that he could have sued the University for allowing it.
When I worked at Bangor, the role of the Head of School of Social Sciences rotated between three senior members of staff, all of whom were given serious grief by the Gang.When Ian Connor was appointed College Manager for our College, Graham was once again Head of School. Nerys was dying and Fungus was running the University, also with the agenda of Getting Merfyn Out, but that was because Fungus wanted Merfyn’s job. Fungus was deeply contemptuous of – and hated – the Gang himself but he wasn’t as thick as them and he skilfully used their own criminality to further himself and then use them as his minions. It became evident to me that although Fungus was causing major distress right across Bangor University once Merfyn was off looking after Nerys, every decision that Fungus took which affected the School of Social Sciences would so obviously cause serious damage to the School that it must have been intentional. Fungus was also behind decisions which caused great upset but which people believed that Graham was responsible for…
There were the more obvious Fungus gestures, such as the School of Social Sciences not being given sufficient office space to house the staff – in particular me – and there was always a problem with basic equipment eg. printers breaking down and not being repaired. The School was also housed in a building which was not only falling apart and never repaired, but the office of one of the senior Profs – who was Head of School for an extended period of time – had the windows sealed shut as a result of a cock up of a repair job, so when we had team meetings in his office we were sweltering in the summer, because his radiator would be on full blast as well and whoops there was no way of turning it off! In the winter, the radiator broke down, so when we popped in to see this Prof, he would be muffled up in his scarf and coat, not mentioning the obvious.
I and my immediate colleagues liked Graham and his two senior colleagues and we could see that they were under attack, so we adopted the spirit of the Blitz. One day we went into the office which either boiled one alive or froze one to death and our Prof was sitting at his desk while a bucket next to him collected the water which was dripping through the ceiling. The School secretary later marvelled at his resilience when she told us ‘Ooh he’s good you know, nothing ruffles him, he just rang me and said Brenda, can you bring up a bucket please, there is water coming through my ceiling’.
It was on the back of this aggro and these working conditions that the Prof with the bucket to collect the water coming through his ceiling bagged a huge research grant from the EU for a flagship project and one of his PhD students – the girl who shared my office when I eventually was given an office – won an award for being one of the best 30 sociology PhD students in the world. It never received a mention at Bangor outside of our own small team, but the University website continued to trumpet the achievements of so many in er the School of Psychology, for example when someone HAD PUBLISHED A PAPER!!!!
Furthermore, after Marta had been identified as one of the leading 30 young sociologists in the world, she was told by one of the Gwerin – who had failed his own PhD viva and had to rewrite – that she shouldn’t have been given a job at Bangor because she was Polish. That member of the Gwerin rewrote his thesis with the help of (English) Graham and the (English) Prof with the bucket to collect the water and then enjoyed a salary from a research grant that his (Welsh) supervisor Dr Delyth Morris aka Duckula (a former social worker who had worked with the Gang in Caernarfon) had obtained after she plagiarised my work, the work of an Englisher.
The Gang and the Gwerin didn’t seem to realise that we did know what was going on and it simply made us more determined to support each other rather than start blaming the various Heads of School for what we knew was the result of an attack on them from forces above. One day I was told by one of my colleagues (a German – yes, there were complaints from the Gang that the School of Social Sciences was full of fucking Poles and Germans) that she had just watched the presentations by the two candidates who had applied for the post of our College manager. She said that one man was very, very good and the other was dreadful and had previously been working as a manager at an FE college in north Wales which was notoriously in trouble. This lecturer had been quietly watching the fuckwittery and the undermining of our Heads of School and indeed was suffering herself and she observed ‘I really will not be surprised if they appoint that absolute idiot’. They did, it was Ian Connor.
The appointment of Ian Connor will have been Fungus-led (Fungus was Irish). Ian duly arrived and he certainly was impressive. Ian Connor was the worst manager that could have been invented, he excelled on every level. Rude, bullying, incompetent, refused to discuss or answer e mails about crucial matters, lied constantly and very obviously had no idea how to facilitate the work of a university dept. Ian just being hopeless wouldn’t have mattered had Ian not been responsible for anything, but Fungus ensured that Ian Connor had to be consulted about virtually every decision in the School, no matter how minor. It was a highly effective way at stopping the functioning of the School, far better than sealing the windows in high summer and turning the radiators up or ensuring that the Prof’s office required a bucket to collect the water that was running through the ceiling. For many months, I didn’t have to endure interactions with Ian Conner, because as a member of research staff working in the team led by the Prof with the bucket and Graham, my orders came from them. It was the teaching staff who’s world was really screwed by Ian Connor who was paid £20k pa more than many of them. People were at boiling point, Fungus must have been delighted. So imagine my surprise when the administrative furniture was rearranged and I too was told that I had to discuss such and such with Ian Connor…
It was a surreal experience trying to get any sense out of Ian, I understood straight away why his arrival had resulted in staff crying, going on anti-depressants, screaming at each other, the loss of all goodwill etc…
The final insult to the academic staff who were paid so much less than Ian Connor was that of Ian’s PhD. Ian was academically hopeless but announced his desire to undertake a PhD which of course had been encouraged by those using Ian as a nuclear missile. Ian approached a number of the staff in the School of Social Sciences whom he had treated dreadfully and demanded that they supervise his PhD, which he was actually doing with the Bangor Business School. The social science staff involved persevered but were frank that Ian just did not have the background or even the ability to complete a PhD and wasn’t he supposed to be the full-time College manager anyway?
Ian’s PhD dropped off the radar, so imagine everyone’s surprise when after just two years, during which he had been working full-time and had not taken study leave or conducted any research, it was announced that Ian had written his thesis. I know someone who saw that thesis and they observed ‘It is not up to Master’s level, let alone PhD level, but because Fungus and Bangor Business School are involved he will be given that PhD and what a time bomb it will be’.
We all knew of a few other bombs ticking away in the Business School linked to Prof Ted Gardner aka Papa Smurf (see previous posts eg. ‘Corruption Bay Special’ for a few details of the excesses of Bangor Business School), including a PhD given to a member of a Middle Eastern Royal Family with a dreadful human rights record in spite of no-one having any evidence that this man had ever completed the work needed for a PhD and another PhD which was known to have been plagiarised but when the matter was reported to the awful John Thornton, Papa Smurf’s Big Mate who had once worked for the World Bank and claimed to live in Washington DC no less (obviously commuting from Washington DC to Bangor on the bus), Thornton ordered everyone to shut up about it and just award that PhD. But then Thornton also ordered staff of the Business School to write references for students whom they did not know, on the basis that the provision of a good reference was part of the deal when they registered for the course and paid their fees. I was forwarded the e mail by a mortified member of staff…
Thornton’s: VERY expensive, not good value for money and not really all that they are cracked up to be.
Ferraro Rocher: Small and golden with surprising impact.
The other day during a Radio 4 discussion, someone asked the question ‘How can something so small cause so much damage?’ I was intrigued but because I hadn’t been listening properly I wasn’t quite sure what little thing had caused the damage.
The Heads of the School of Social Sciences, including Graham, took the rap for all of Ian Connor’s day to day wrongdoing and mismanagement.
And now Ian has been done for child porn offences. If only Fungus – who in 1987 overthrew Dafydd’s influence in the Dept of Psychology at UCNW and then built his own empire on concealing and colluding with the trafficking ring (see eg. post ‘Feet In Chains’) – had not been found suddenly dead shortly after I left Bangor, I would drop in on him and offer Fungus my congratulations on his choice of College manager.
So to all those people who snapped at me that Merfyn was a managerialist who had destroyed the University; no, it was your mate Fungus wot did it, it was Fungus who systematically appointed and then imposed fuckwitted managers on the people whom Fungus wanted to drive out ie. Graham and his senior colleagues because they were supporting me…
The media reports re Ian’s conviction mentioned that Ian now has a new job and will no longer be working ‘in education’. I have been sent other information, which I am assuming is correct: that Ian has been appointed to a senior position with responsibility for Widening Participation in Wales. So Dr Ian Connor of Kiddie Hunting is now responsible for a job in er education, encouraging students from disadvantaged backgrounds to apply for university. Is Ian going to be the best advert to attract the punters?
Previous posts and comments discussed how part of my PhD covered the reasons why Miranda’s Widening Participation strategy fell flat on its face. Because I was researching such matters, I found out a great deal about the badly thought-out chaos which was Miranda’s idea of expanding HE, not all of which I could have included in my thesis or published academically. Such as, that in north Wales – in other regions as well to a certain extent, but it was very obvious in north Wales – the responsibility for Widening Participation was given to people who did not have any knowledge of the sociology or cultural theory needed to understand the lack of applications for HE courses from certain cohorts; furthermore those charged with widening participation responsibilities were virtually all people with a background in social work, community work or counselling. Members of the Gang.
The height of idiocy was achieved when Meri Huws aka the Crack of Doom – a former social worker for Gwynedd Social Services who in the 1980s had responsibility for the patch which covered Ty’r Felin children’s home, where kids were abused and trafficked, including to Dolphin Square – was given responsibility for leading ‘WP’ in north Wales. The Welsh Gov’t – led by FM Rhodri Morgan, who was reputed to be one of the Crack of Doom’s many former bedfellows – provided Meri with a ludicrous orange bus, which was then driven around north Wales with Meri on board, stopping at disadvantaged locations eg. Maesgeirchan (the council estate on which Ty’r Felin was located) in order to allow the Crack of Doom to invite the residents to enrol for a university course in Wimmin’s Studies or History. They were the only courses promoted; of course I went undercover and checked it out, it was hilarious…
So a woman who had acquired the moniker of the Crack of Doom arrived in an orange bus on the council estate where, 30 years earlier, she had played a major role in abusing and trafficking children, to invite the residents – who remembered her – to enrol on a course in Wimmin’s Studies. Guess what?? Participation remained ‘very low’, which demonstrated that there are Barriers To Participation. The biggest Barrier in north Wales was the Crack of Doom.
This fuckwittery cost the Welsh Gov’t a great deal of money and it made a laughing stock of their WP initiative. The Crack of Doom’s bus was called the Hwsbws. Within days I heard people pissing themselves laughing at the Hussybus, for reasons obvious to all of those who knew Meri; within weeks of beginning my PhD I had heard much about Meri and er witnessed a quite entertaining scene at first hand…
I have received another titbit about Bangor University as well; that Linda Evans will be retiring at the end of the year. Linda Evans featured in a previous post. Linda used to be employed as one of the student counsellors at Bangor University. In 2000 when I was doing teacher training at Bangor, I went to see Linda, having been refused all ‘services’ at that point from those we know and love at the Hergest Unit. Linda told me that she could not see me because I was a Hergest patient. I reiterated that no, I wasn’t, the Hergest Unit had made that quite clear… Linda told me firmly that because I was a Hergest patient and had ‘been on medication’ – I wasn’t when I went to see her – she could not see me. A few years later when my lawyer obtained copies of my medical records, I found a letter that Linda Evans had written to Dr Sadie Francis – one of those who was refusing me NHS ‘care’ – at the Hergest Unit immediately after I had seen her. Linda simply wrote Sadie a couple of lines informing her that I had paid a visit to the student counselling service. Sadie had replied to Linda thanking her for that info and asked when Linda was next free because in Sadie’s words ‘We must do lunch sometime, as we are friends and haven’t met for a while’.
I knew another Bangor University teacher training student – much younger than me, she was in her mid-20s – who went to see Linda during the same academic year that I did. When she was 12, this trainee teacher had been targeted by a serious sex offender who was running a big ring in Devon at the time. I was amazed to hear his name again because I recognised it. In 1985, the year after I complained about Gwynne the Royal Lobotomist, a girl I knew from UCNW who had graduated in zoology in 1984 with my cohort had gone to work for this man’s dolphin charidee and had complained to the charidee about him ‘being a bloody pervert’. He admitted groping and harassing her but claimed that she ‘led him on’ after discovering that he had ’emotional problems’. The zoology grad who complained was a friend of Dr D.G.E. Wood and his wife and of Sarah Jenkins, the daughter of Sheila Jenkins, a Gwynedd social worker who was friends with Sadie Francis. They all knew that the zoology grad had complained about the old sleazebag in Devon.
On two occasions, Sheila Jenkins lied to the police about me, demanding that I be arrested; on one of those occasions she made a statement along with Sadie. Sheila Jenkins was married to David Jenkins, an academic at Bangor University.
After the Bangor trainee teacher whom I knew in 2000 told Linda Evans about the ring in Devon that she encountered when she was 12, Linda Evans made it quite clear that she did not want her to return to the counselling ‘service’ again.
Linda Evans, as well as working as a student counsellor in Bangor University, also worked in the Dept of Lifelong Learning. The Head of the Dept of Lifelong Learning was Meri Huws. Linda also had responsibilities for the Widening Participation programme in north Wales. The Dept of Lifelong Learning was a Dept within the School of Education.
Sadie Francis retired from the NHS at about the time that I began my PhD. After ‘retirement’, Sadie continued to do locum work and also sat on the Community Health Council (the ‘patients’ voice’ in north Wales) when the CHC refused to investigate complaints about the mental health services. In retirement, Sadie signed up for a course at Bangor University. In the Dept of Lifelong Learning, Meri and Linda’s Dept! Sadie had worked as a Top Doc with the Gang when Meri had been a social worker in Gwynedd. Dafydd was friends with Nefyn Dodd, the manager of Ty’r Felin children’s home. Meri’s line manager was the Director of Gwynedd Social Services, Lucille Hughes, who was Dafydd’s mistress.
Readers with sufficient interest in these shenanigans will remember that I have blogged in detail about all this previously, so I’ll just highlight a few more of the most obvious links to refresh memories.
When Meri was working as a social worker in Gwynedd, she was also Chair of Cymdeithas yr Iaith aka the Welsh Language Society. Dafydd’s network were involved with Cymdeithas. Stel Farrar, the former UCNW student who married and later divorced John Farrar, was working as a Welsh for adults tutor in the Dept of Lifelong Learning when my senior colleagues were under fire from John Farrar, Fungus and others. Stel and Farrar’s son, Robin, has in recent years held high office with Cymdeithas.
Meri was a student at Aberystwyth University when Carlo was a student there for a term just before his Investiture. Meri has worked at Coleg Menai, Bangor Normal College, in Dublin and after she waved Bangor a fonf farewell she was offered a senior post at Trinity St David University. Meri was then appointed Welsh Language Commissioner. Meri has had relationships with Welsh Gov’t Ministers Andrew Davies and Alun Pugh. See post ‘People With Energy’ for full details of Meri’s adventures.
When I told Brown about Ian Connor’s conviction, Brown observed ‘He must have really wanted to get caught if he was doing it on university computers. But then I suppose some people have a sense of entitlement that means they’re unwilling to consider that the laws which apply to everyone else apply to them.’
Indeed. This lot have a massive sense of entitlement and no fear at all of getting caught because they do exactly what they want, their positions having been achieved on their knowledge of serious criminality. Everyone mentioned above knew what had happened to me and other people at the hands of the Gang and they knew that the cover-up extends to Gov’t levels. They can do anything and they will not have to face the consequences. Ian Connor has not gone to prison – although I accept that it won’t have really been the solution – and he has another professional job in er education. A Gov’t funded initiative no less. Judge Huw Rees was just as understanding when Simon Thomas appeared before him a few months ago. Simon went to Aberystwyth University, worked at Taff-Ely Council, then the National Library of Wales and his father-in-law was a well-known Welsh Minister of Religion…
Ian Conner lives at Ruthin, just down the road from Denbigh, the Ruthin where former Ynys Mon Plaid MP and AM and Deputy FM Ieuan Wyn Jones – who was born in Denbigh and who’s dad was a Minister of Religion at Denbigh – worked as a lawyer.
Wake up everyone, this is a ring and a very big one which has been in existence for a very long time. This lot are all linked to each other and the people who are not actually abusing people are facilitating the ring and ensuring that the others don’t get caught; one of their functions is to get rid of whistleblowers and witnesses who won’t shut up. Previous posts have explained how, after I began this blog, I was told that it was tutors from the School of Education who were responsible for trying to have me struck off the teaching register after the attempt to imprison me in 2004 on the basis of the extensive perjury of NHS staff imploded.
I have been told that Linda Evans was utilised, that Linda knew that I and the trainee teacher who was a witness to the ring in Devon were friends, that confidentiality was broken and unsubstantiated allegations made. We were both targeted for unpleasantness and harassment from the ‘mentors’ when we were on teacher training placement at Holyhead School, so much so that my friend left Wales to teach in England. We both had the same tutor at Bangor University: the Dean of Education, Prys Morgan Jones. Who worked very closely with Meri Huws and, interestingly enough, also with the mother of Cynog Prys, the PhD student in the School of Social Sciences who told my Polish colleague that she should not have been employed at Bangor, on racial grounds. Meirion Prys Jones, Cynog’s mum’s brother, is the former Chief Exec of the Welsh Language Board. Meri served as a member of the Welsh Language Board along with Meirion and has also served as Chair of the Welsh Language Board. Cynog’s dad is a former social worker…
Previous posts discussed how Gwilym Sion ap Gruffudd , someone networked into the Gang, befriended me when I worked at Bangor University, used my friendship to gain information about me, my battles with the NHS, litigation plans, evidence etc, hacked into my e mail account, downloaded numerous e mails and forwarded them on to members of the Gang. Gwil, like Cynog, had screwed up a PhD which was funded by the Welsh Language Board and was awarded to Gwil when Meri was Chairman of the Welsh Language Board. When it became clear that the PhD was not going to be completed, Gwil bagged yet another load of money from the Welsh Language Board to have yet another ago at another PhD, as well as a lecturing job in the School of Education as a bonus. I have been told that this was his reward for passing on info about me.
By the way Gwil, you still owe me the thousands of quid that I lent you, you still owe my former PhD supervisor the £1000 that he lent you to keep a roof over your head when your fellow Gang members were going to illegally evict you through a rigged Court process and the next time that you become clinically depressed and suicidal and are left to die by the Gang, you won’t be able to come to me and my friends for help as you did before will you? I’m sure that you’ll get all you need from elsewhere Gwil!
The activities of this lot have nothing to do with Welsh language activism or Widening Participation. They are part of an extended network of people involved in serious organised crime and the whole lot of them need to be extracted from every position of influence; they seem to be incapable of responding fairly and honestly to anyone who is not a fucking criminal.
I have named many more of the network again and again in previous posts, both in Bangor University and elsewhere. Perhaps those who are Standing By Victims Of Sexual Assault and Investigating Historic Abuse would like to bloody well deal with them. They are not a secret, one of them merrily downloaded child porn using the Bangor University wi fi after he had spent years in a job that he should never have been given anyway, bagged a PhD that he did not do and then behaved offensively to senior members of staff who’s work he was supposed to be facilitating.
I was entertained to be told that the reason why the Gang flooded into the Widening Participation roles while I was doing my PhD was that I had appeared in ‘The Guardian’ discussing my work. Which shows what a joke they all are; I didn’t need to drive around in an orange bus and ask people who’s lives I’d ruined to come and do a degree in Wimmin’s Studies with me. Furthermore, if I had have wanted to do that, I’d have updated that laughable course and restyled it Gender Theory or something similar. There were further traumas when I completed my PhD in two years, the fastest that a University of Wales student had ever done. Which is why Ian was given a PhD in two years. The difference between me and Ian is that I actually completed a PhD.
Just piss off out of it you fools, you screw up everything that you touch because you can’t bloody well do it, knowing only blackmail, bribery and corruption. Linda Evans will be stepping down at the end of the year??? Kick her out now, hasn’t she done enough damage? Escort the cow off of the premises in handcuffs and don’t give her a penny more and if there’s one squeak from Eileen Tilley, the corrupt UCU rep at Bangor who was thrashing out all the dirty deals for these gangsters, throw the book at Tilley as well, there’s no shortage of evidence. See previous posts…
One further part of the Grand Design: For years and years, including the year that I did teacher training, there was no counselling of any sort available on the NHS in Gwynedd. Sadie Francis and her colleagues were actually advising patients to register for courses at Bangor University because ‘there’s a counsellor there and that’s the only way that you’ll get counselling in Gwynedd’. What little ‘counselling’ there was in Gwynedd stopped when the Waterhouse Inquiry approached. No-one dared offer a counselling service because of what the clients might want to talk about.
At the same time, Miranda told mental health teams that Empowered Service Users had to be Socially Included and coerced into registering for Education or Training. Once they had done that, they were discharged from care and categorised as ‘well’, a success story for the NHS. There was no category for the many who couldn’t cope, having been forced into being ‘Socially Included’ and who withdrew from education/training or became ill again and were refused care or even those who killed themselves. If they did succeed at Education or Training and tried to access support from the Bangor University counselling service, there was Linda to flag up who the grasses were and Get Them Out.
I don’t want to hear that this was ‘just what happened to you’. It was a system and, in north Wales, a system designed to maintain the fiction that there was No Evidence of a paedophile ring. Every member of that ring was appointed to a job in Miranda’s new Brave New Cool Cymru and they then shafted everyone who could possibly speak up.
Gruff Rhys: His dad was the Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council
Cerys Matthews: Her dad was a Top Doctor in Cardiff who then relocated to West Wales
Footnotes: Wales’s FM Mark Drakeford is a former social worker who worked for Dyfed Social Services when a ring with links to Dafydd was in operation in West Wales ie. the former counties of Carmarthenshire and Pembrokeshire. Meri grew up in West Wales and so did Meirion Prys Jones and his sister, Cynog’s mother. Drakeford’s adult son is currently in prison serving an eight year sentence for a violent rape; he was also convicted of grooming an underaged girl for sex but that was eclipsed by the rape conviction.
Readers have sent me a link to a recent Mail Online report stating that there are far more sexual assaults on children by doctors, social workers and teachers than ‘was known about’. These assaults were known about. They were well known about and people have been systematically appointed to senior positions in those professions on the basis of their ability to conceal those offences. Everyone knew that was how it worked, which is why north Wales is crawling, absolutely crawling, with professional people who think nothing of lying, cheating, fiddling, bribing, blackmailing, perjuring, forging and/or planting evidence against witnesses.
My posts ‘The Bitterest Pill’ and ‘Houseparty’ discussed the regime at the DHSS when Richard Crossman was Secretary of State for that Dept, Nov 1968-June 1970. Crossman was a facilitator of the Westminster Paedophile Ring who was friends with other facilitators, a number of whom were personally known to Dafydd and the gang. I describe how under Crossman the DHSS seems to have operated an open door policy for friends of people who were advisers to Crossman, in particular Professors Richard Titmuss and Brian Abel-Smith of the LSE. Friends and colleagues of Titmuss and Abel-Smith turned up to Gov’t meetings and were sometimes given access to Gov’t documents when Crossman had never even met them before. If they were a friend of Titmuss or Abel-Smith that was OK by Crossman, in much the same way that in the 1970s/80s one could turn up to a party and say ‘I’m a friend of Dave’s’ and gain entry because there would usually be at least one Dave at the party.
Crossman did of course have an array of civil servants and Top Docs around him as well who were rather more legit as advisers, but even these Top Docs, including the Big Names who were hugely influential in their field, often had rather flaky roots but because the medical world was small, limited and nepotistic, they were all colleagues who had been trained by the same few people and were dependent upon their continued patronage. There were among them more than a few who were facilitating organised abuse and even more who knew that this was going on but who remained silent. The Docs’ friendships with each other spanned political allegiances. Thus Ted Heath’s friend and personal physician Sir Brian Warren, a Top Doc based in Belgravia who wouldn’t touch NHS patients, was a colleague of and facilitated the organised abuse that was being facilitated by Uncle Harry’s friends in the Socialist Medical/Health Association, who were Committed to the NHS and Doing It For the Poor. See eg. post ‘Uncle Harry’s Friends…’.
My post ‘Houseparty’ discussed Lord Max Rosenheim, a hugely influential Top Doc who’s Midas touch was sought by many Top Docs early in their careers; Max Rosenheim will have ended medical careers just as effectively but the people who experienced that aren’t writing about Max and his mates on the Royal College of Physicians ‘Lives of the Fellows’ online, so their accounts are not widely known.
Since finishing ‘Houseparty’ I have come across documents demonstrating that Lord Max was a good mate of Dr John B. Harman, Harley Street Top Doc father of one Harriet Harman. Shortly after reading those documents I heard Harriet on Radio 4 demanding that Theresa’s Gov’t put an end to the indefinite detention of people in immigration detention centres NOW, that it was an absolute disgrace and that it Had To Stop. I kept thinking ‘but that was going on when Harriet was Solicitor General and when she was acting Leader of the Labour Party’, because I was someone who thought at the time that it was an absolute disgrace and had to stop. Harriet did finally fess up during the interview that ‘of course it should have been stopped when the Labour Gov’t was in power’. Your Gov’t Harriet. You were the fucking Solicitor General and held Cabinet positions, so why didn’t it stop?
A Man Who’s Colleagues Facilitated the Westminster Paedophile Ring:
A Victim of the Patriarchy Who’s Father’s Colleagues Facilitated the Westminster Paedophile Ring:
Uncle Harry, Who’s Colleagues Facilitated the Westminster Paedophile Ring:
Uncle Harry’s Nephew:
Richard Crossman’s Houseparties at the DHSS were so frequent and welcomed so many that this post will discuss a few more of his guests. The Houseparties began before Crossman took up his post of Secretary of State for the DHSS. Because the DHSS was a superstate which was formed by the merger of two Ministries, Health and Social Security, Crossman was cluttering the place up before the merger, meeting everyone and holding the Houseparties. Those who dropped into the Houseparties before Crossman began his stint as Secretary of State were invited back again, as Crossman’s ‘Diaries’ confirm.
On July 10 1968 Crossman noted that Judith Hart was to be a Minister in the new DHSS, along with Sir Kenneth Robinson, Dafydd’s mate who was Minister of Health, Oct 1964-Nov 1968. Judith Hart is yet another Labour Woman who Fought For Other Women yet somehow managed to assist her male colleagues in facilitating abuse and not say anything about Dafydd et al, even when she was Chair of the Labour Party under Footie, Nov 1981-Nov 1982 and in the Lords from Feb 1988 until her death in 1991. Hart was Minister for Social Security, 26 July 1967 – 1 November 1968; Harold Wilson then appointed her Paymaster General, so she didn’t actually remain in the DHSS under Crossman. Hart was an LSE graduate – people associated with the LSE certainly thrived under the Wilson-Crossman regime – a member of the Fabian Society and a branch Secretary of the Association of Scientific Workers, which had many members who worked in the NHS as lab staff. They were witness to the wrongdoing of the Top Docs and as professional people themselves, they knew the enormity of the wrongdoing.
During the 1970s/80s/90s – throughout those years the union underwent a number of name changes, eventually evolving into MSF – they really had everyone over a barrel. Red Ken built his career as a member of that union and St George’s Hospital Medical School was very nearly run by the MSF reps. They knew about the Westminster Paedophile Ring which was being facilitated by so many of the Top Docs who were much more highly paid than them and who frequently treated them badly… Their power base will have been substantially built up during the 1970s when Dafydd and the related gangs expanded their activities into an international trafficking ring. Ripe for Thatch to appoint those people who’s constituencies hosted the constituent rings as Cabinet Ministers.
The Lord King of the Sausage Rolls
Read more about Judith Hart in previous posts.
Crossman mentioned that Judith Hart’s Permanent Secretary was Sir Clifford Jarrett. Clifford featured in my post ‘The Bitterest Pill’; Clifford was one of the Civil Service mandarins who was part of the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Jarrett had been Permanent Secretary at the Admiralty, 1961-64, so he knew about Mountbatten, the gay spies and the rest of the shenanigans, as detailed previously eg. ‘The Defence Of The Realm’. Sir Clifford was then transferred to a post in the Ministry of Dafydd And The Westminster Paedophile Ring in the same year that Dafydd’s mate Sir Kenneth Robinson became Minister of that Dept. Which was the year in which Dafydd was given a job as a consultant at the North Wales Hospital. Responsible for the women’s side of the hospital, with 900 women imprisoned usually because they had had sex with or become pregnant by someone who was now rather embarrassed about it and wanted the woman silenced and out of sight. Clifford Jarrett remained in the Dept for Westminster Swingers until 1970, when he retired. When Harold Wilson lost the General Election in June 1970, Richard Crossman resigned from the Labour front bench to become Editor of the ‘new Statesman’ to which he had been a frequent contributor and Assistant Editor, 1938-55. Crossman left the New Statesman in 1972.
I note with some irony that on July 12 1968, Crossman made an entry in his diary about the diplomatic incident caused by Harold Wilson’s recent reference to the ‘bestialities’ of the regime of the Colonels in Greece. Kids in the children’s homes in north Wales were forced to have sex with animals while being filmed, child porn being one of the highly profitable side lines of Dafydd and John Allen’s business.
Jim Callaghan was Home Secretary, 30 November 1967- 19 June 1970, which covered the period of time that Crossman was at the DHSS and the months preceding. At the time, the Home Office was directly managing Approved Schools, including Bryn Estyn. The abuse of boys at Bryn Estyn at that time was appalling and known to the authorities; Dafydd’s gang simply built on and expanded that abuse, particularly after Matt Arnold and his mate Peter Howarth arrived to work at Bryn Estyn in 1972. Callaghan and his wife Audrey had been colluding with organised abuse for years and Audrey was Chairman of the Governors at Great Ormond Street Hospital, 1968-72. She was then Chairman of Special Trustees, 1983-90, involved with fundraising for GOSH. Sunny Jim subsequently used his position as PM to help with this. Lots of good PR for all involved, including that nice Mr Savile. Take a look at some of the Top Docs named on this blog who worked at GOSH in the 1960s and 70s eg. Geoffrey Chamberlain. They were facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring…
The reason why GOSH received so much good PR and was constantly the subject of craven media attention – and still is – was because that lot were involved. Topped off by Diana serving as President of GOSH from 1989 until she crashed in the tunnel. In 1989 I was offered that job at St George’s by Geoffrey Chamberlain which I have now been told was an elaborate trap by the Westminster Paedophile Ring to get me out of medical research for ever.
‘We’re the paedophiles’ friends and you can’t get us.’
It was Callaghan who as Home Secretary allowed George Thomas’s mate the south Wales Labour MP Leo Abse, another member of the Westminster Paedophile Ring, to single-handedly orchestrate the negotiations which eventually led to the passing of the Children Act 1975, which resulted in so many kids in care being handed over to Dafydd’s gang and linked gangs. Everyone involved with getting that Act on the statute books was part of Dafydd’s network, it was a real horror story. See post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’.
The Lord Callaghan of Cardiff – Wales’s Finest!
I have mentioned in previous posts that Richard Crossman was a wealthy man who did like living it up, both when he was at home on his farm in Oxfordshire – Crossman didn’t do the farming bit himself, he oversaw the management of the farm – and when he was in London. Crossman’s time in London was one long round of dining at the best gentleman’s clubs, going to the opera, theatre etc. He got on well with Lilibet, he was a regular at Buck House. On July 12 1968, Crossman popped over to Lilibet’s for a meeting of the Privy Council and ‘after the formalities’, Lilibet agreed that Crossman and his companions ‘should withdraw to the Caernarvon Room next door for drinks with her’. Crossman had nipped over to the Palace with Jennie Lee (Nye Bevan’s widow), Roy Mason (the Labour MP for Barnsley, a former Yorkshire miner who in 1940 was a mature student at the LSE and who served as N Ireland Secretary, 1976-79), Lord Dick Marsh (a trade unionist and Labour MP) and Dafydd’s personal friend Sir Kenneth Robinson. Lilibet was joined by Michael Adeane, her Private Secretary, 1953-72, (see previous posts). So the key members/facilitators of the Westminster Paedophile Ring knocked back the booze with Lilibet. I haven’t yet discussed Roy Mason and Dick Marsh on this blog but I will do…
Crossman details the drinks party and how they all had a lovely time. Lilibet had been watching the wresting on TV with Phil the Greek (no, I am not taking the piss) and they had really loved it because one of the wrestlers had chucked the other one out of the ring, who sustained a broken wrist and was in agony, but he got back in and continued with the match. So Lilibet liked the real wrestling then, involving people who ended up injured, rather than the staged and ridiculous Big Daddy/Giant Haystacks bouts. I wonder if Lilibet was one of the old bags who used to sit at the front and bash the baddies with her handbag, as screened on Saturday afternoon TV? Lilibet, do you remember Catweazle? He wore a silly outfit a la Big Daddy, he wasn’t just in his trunks like Mick McManus, but he did seem to take the matches more seriously than Big Daddy, who simply charged at his opponents and hit them with his belly.
I expect that Lilibet and Phil became even more excited over the boxing, because people sustained permanent brain damage during that, not merely a fractured wrist.
On July 14 1968, Richard Crossman entertained At Home on the Oxfordshire farm. Nicholas and Olga Davenport went over to his place, along with David and Marilyn Butler.
Ernest Harold ‘Nicholas’ Davenport (1893–1979), was a journalist and economist, who was born on 10 August 1893 at Ashby-de-la-Zouch, Leicestershire, the youngest in the family of Thomas William Davenport, a brewer and high Anglican lay preacher. Leicestershire had a history like north Wales, of longstanding organised very serious abuse which finally exploded in the 1980s/90s among revelations that all authorities had known about this for decades but somehow had done nothing. One of Nicholas Davenport’s volumes was entitled ‘Vested Interests Or Common Pool?’
Lord Barnett Janner was a lawyer in Cardiff who was initially a Liberal. Geoffrey Chamberlain’s father was Secretary to the Lord Mayor of Cardiff and Chamberlain grew up in south Wales. Barnett served as the Liberal MP for Whitechapel, 1931-35; the Labour MP for Leicester West and then Leicester North West, 1945-70.
Barnett was succeeded in his seat by his son, The Lord Janner of Braunstone
Nicholas Davenport does not have much of an internet presence being one of the Ancients who has rather faded from history, but his wife Olga hasn’t. Olga Florence Edwardes Davenport (26 May 1917 – 23 July 2008) was a South African-born British actress and artist. Olga Edwardes appeared in several films and plays from the mid 1930s into the mid 1950s, including ‘Contraband’ (1940), ‘The Angel with the Trumpet’, (1950) and ‘Scrooge’ (1951). She also appeared on British TV in 1939, in teleplays such as ‘Condemned To Be Shot’. Olga trained in fine art and returned to that following her acting career.
Olga’s younger brother Paul studied at Imperial College London and attended lectures by the socialist and Fabian Harold Laski. Laski was Chairman of the Labour Party, 1945-46 and was a Professor at the LSE, 1926-50. Laski taught Uncle Harry’s brother-in-law and gave Ralph a helping hand when Ralph wanted to serve in the Royal Navy but encountered difficulties, being Polish. See previous posts.
Olga’s father, J. M. Solomon, was an architect who designed the Johannesburg Art Gallery and in Cape Town he converted the old Town House into the Michaelis Gallery. Jo Solomon went on to plan the University of Cape Town by the time he was 34 years old. In his brief residence in London he came to know H. G. Wells, G. K. Chesterton and Arnold Bennett as well as most of the leading academicians and scientists.
Olga’s work included leading roles in the West End theatre, in Shakespeare at the Memorial Theatre, Stratford-on-Avon as well as in films, radio and TV. During WW II, she spent a year with the BBC Repertory Company and appeared with John Gielgud in ‘Landslide’. Olga was, for a time, a TV presenter.
Olga’s first marriage, in 1941, was to Anthony Baerlein, who had kept wicket at Eton in 1930. Baerlein was a writer, a novelist and journalist who wrote features for the Daily Express. Baerlein joined the RAF in 1940 and flew bombers over Germany.
Olga’s married Nicholas Davenport during WW II. Davenport described their meeting in his Memoirs:
…I saw across the room a beautiful brunette talking to a guest animatedly. She had a retroussé nose, the high cheekbones of the Slav, long dark eyelashes, the heavy lidded eyes of an infant Buddha, and a very clear, cultured English voice. She was unique. I went over to intervene in the conversation, in the rude way tolerated at cocktail parties and was immediately, but with charm and humour, put in my place. This made me determined to take her out to dinner and after the party, emboldened by many gins, I pushed aside a man who was actually getting her into a taxi and before she had time to protest I told the driver to go to L’Ecu de France, a restaurant where I was well known and could be sure of a table. There over dinner I proposed. She raised a quizzical eyebrow and said: ‘Perhaps you will ask me again when you are sober’. I did.
On one occasion when Dafydd was trying to be rude to me he said ‘really my dear you’re getting rather tiresome’, so I said ‘Frankly my dear I don’t give a damn’ and for a while the Hergest Unit contained patients quoting from ‘Gone With The Wind’. Dafydd didn’t quite have the panache of Rhett Butler, as Patient F made clear when he told Dafydd that he was ‘a failure as a sex fiend’.
The Davenports lived at Hinton Manor ‘where they entertained economists, philosophers and politicians at grand gatherings’. So Richard Crossman will have gone to the Davenports’ At Homes.
Nicholas had his own interest in the arts, being invited to join the Board of the Alexander Korda Company, set up as an amalgamation of MGM and Korda production interests in Britain. Davenport’s great love was for the Baroque, which he was able to collect cheaply, because it was out of fashion. Olga’s paintings sat happily with these works at Hinton Manor, ‘where she expended huge design energy on the house. It was possible to travel long corridors between the sombre faces of ancients then open the door into a room full of Modernist colour.’
Nicholas Davenport was seen as a radical economist and wrote in favour of the Beveridge Plan and its likely emancipatory effects upon women.
Olga returned to study fine art in the 1950s, studying painting at the Chelsea Polytechnic, at the Royal College of Art and at Peter Lanyon’s school in St Ives. She exhibited with the London Group and with the Women’s International Art Club. Olga displayed in a number of group exhibitions including an Arts Council tour, at the Leicester Galleries, at the Whitechapel, the A.I.A., the Drian Gallery, Galerie Creuse, Paris, House of Fine Arts, Athens, ‘Women in the Arts Today’ at the Northampton Museum and Art Gallery, the Bear Lane Gallery in Oxford, Grabowski Gallery and at the Demarco Gallery.
Olga had two one-person shows at the Piccadilly Gallery in London’s Cork Street, in 1969 and in 1976. In 1978 she had a solo show of oils at the Oxford Gallery. Olga’s works are in the permanent collections of the Nuffield Foundation, St Anne’s College Oxford, Warwick University, the Department of the Environment and in private collections in England, Switzerland, South Africa, Belgium and the USA.
There is a bust of Olga by the sculptor F. E. McWilliam; two portrait drawings of her in her collection by the British artist, Theyre Lee-Elliott; and another gouache drawing of Olga dancing by Lee-Elliott, with a verse by the artist on the reverse dedicated to her.
Sir David Edgeworth Butler who, along with his wife Marilyn, joined the Davenports for Crossman’s At Home, wasborn in 1924 and is an Oxford-based social scientist and psephologist. Butler was educated at St Paul’s School and New College, Oxford. New College was a recruiting ground for the British security services; Crossman was a student there and as an Oxford don recruited for the security services himself. After New College, Butler spent 1947-48 at Princeton University. He returned to Oxford to work at Nuffield College, where he remained throughout the remainder of his academic career.
Between 1956 and 1957, Butler served as personal assistant to HM Ambassador in Washington, the US President at the time being Eisenhower.
Butler is well-known for co-authoring the Nuffield Election Studies of each UK General Election since 1945. From 1974 to 2005, this series was co-authored with Dennis Kavanagh. Butler was a prominent on-screen expert on the BBC’s election night coverage, 1950-79. He has since appeared as an electoral analyst on various television and radio programmes, including for ITV on the night of the 1997 General Election and Sky News election night coverage in 2001. So David Butler was one of those who kept getting it wrong and raising the hopes of the Windbag. Only for the results to come through and dearie me, Thatch had won again.
Was it worth keeping quiet about the crimes of your mates Tony Francis and Dafydd then Windbag?
David Butler is an Emeritus Fellow of Nuffield College, Oxford and sits on the editorial board of the academic journal ‘Representation’. Butler picked up his K in 2011 for services to giving the Windbag false hope and keeping his mouth shut.
The Viscount Tonypandy
Since 1973, Butler has been involved in founding and organising the Oxford University Australian Politics Lunch, which “has only one rule, you are not allowed to talk about anything except Australian politics”. Notable lunch attendees included Kim Beazley.
Julia Gillard: PM of Australia, in office
24 June 2010 – 27 June 2013
Julia was born in September 1961 in Barry, south Wales. Just before the Profumo Affair, with which a youthful Dafydd was linked. Gillard’s father was born in Cwmgwrach; he worked as a psychiatric Angel. Her mother was born in Barry and worked in a Salvation Army nursing home.
The family migrated to Australia in 1966!
Julia became PM of Oz just as all that business re the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal blew up again, which resulted in Operation Pallial and the Macur Review.
Julia was held up as a model of a Strong Woman after Australian Men were Very Rude Indeed to her. They compared her to a chicken with ‘two fat thighs and small breasts’. Had I ever met Julia’s dad I’d have been far ruder than that to him… As I have been to his mate Dafydd…
Since retiring from politics, Julia has been crocheting and making soft toys.
David Butler’s wife was Marilyn Speers Butler, Lady Butler (néeEvans; 11 February 1937 – 11 March 2014) was a literary critic, King Edwards VII Professor of English at Cambridge University, 1986-93 and Rector of Exeter College, Oxford, 1993-2004. Marilyn Butler was the first female head of a formerly all male Oxford or Cambridge college. Marilyn Butler was educated at Wimbledon High School and St Hilda’s College, Oxford.
Marilyn Butler’s obituary in ‘The Guardian’ provided further information:
Born in Kingston upon Thames, south west London, she was the daughter of Trevor Evans, an industrial correspondent of the Daily Express who was knighted in 1967, and his wife Margaret (nee Gribbin)….After graduating in 1960 she became a BBC trainee, worked in newsrooms in London and Manchester, and was then a BBC talks producer. In 1962 she married David Butler, an academic at Nuffield College, Oxford, who was already building a reputation as one of Britain’s top psephologists. Her marriage was one of the reasons she moved back to Oxford to begin a DPhil at St Hilda’s…In 1973 she had been appointed fellow and tutor in English at St Hugh’s College, Oxford…In 1986 she went to Cambridge, taking up a fellowship at King’s College.In 1993 she returned to Oxford, which was always the family home, to become rector of Exeter College…Her graciousness and love of conversation made her well-suited to the peculiar demands of the role. She may now have been one of the great and the good – a Fellow of the British Academy (2002), a member of the Higher Education Funding Council for England (1997-2000) – but she remained as approachable as ever. She retired from the Rectorship in 2004. Her last years were clouded by illness and the early death from a heart attack of her son, Gareth, a successful radio producer and former editor of Radio 4’s The World This Weekend. He had gone into the career in which she had started: journalism.
In addition, Marilyn’s Torygraph obituary informed us that her father was a ‘former South Wales miner who had worked his way up through penny-a-line local newspapers to become industrial correspondent of the Daily Express. He was knighted in 1967’.
He will have known about George Thomas and his molesting then and a great deal more besides. Marilyn’s dad had bagged his knighthood from Harold Wilson’s Gov’t by the year before Marilyn was dining with Wilson’s mate Crossman, who was a member of the organised abuse ring of which Thomas was part. George Thomas was Secretary of State for Wales when the Butlers dined at Crossman’s place.
The family lived at Kingston-on-Thames because the only train which left Fleet Street after 4 am, the time of the Express’s last edition, went to Kingston.
Sir Hugh Bentall, the cardiac surgeon at Hammersmith Hospital who was involved in a great deal of deception and wrongdoing himself as well as having links with Dafydd’s gang, virtually owned Kingston-upon-Thames. See post ‘Interesting Facts’.
David and Marilyn Butler are mentioned in other diary entries of Crossman’s, he is quite close to them, meets up with David Butler on occasions via his work and has them over to dinner parties at his farm on three occasions between April 1968-June 1970. In one entry Crossman mentions that David Butler usually tried to extract information from him when they meet up.
The Butlers had three sons:
Daniel Richard Butler (1963) who has two children with Bel Crewe (1965); Jack Badger(1994) and Molly Megan (1997).
Gareth Edgeworth Butler (1965-2008) who had two children with Lucy Anderson; Joel Anderson (1994) and Sacha Butler (1996).
Edmund Edgeworth Butler (1967) who has three children with Anna Korycinska; Staś (1996), Misia (1999) and Zach (2000).
The Guardian’s obituary for Gareth Butler, written by Jon Sopel, stated that:
Gareth Butler, who has died suddenly from a heart attack at the age of 42, was one of the cleverest, most knowledgeable and likeable people in broadcasting. As one would expect from someone who had taken over editing the series British Political Facts from his father, the psephologist David Butler, he held in his head facts and figures, policy details and statistical quirks that never ceased to amaze. Who needed Google when Gareth was in the office?
He was a natural to steer BBC Radio 4’s election night coverage, taking charge of editing the general election programme of 2005, countless local council elections, European polls and US election nights. His last job at the BBC was as deputy editor of The Politics Show, which he had joined at its birth in 2003. The final programme he edited was from the World Economic Forum in Davos at the end of January, where we had gone to interview the prime minister.
We also learned how Gareth would pass car journeys with the two children from his first marriage, Joel, 13, and Sacha, 11. They would give him a year, any year from the middle ages onwards, and he would provide a fascinating or obscure fact about it. Needless to say, once we discovered this, the rest of the dinner was spent trying to catch him out. We failed miserably.
Born and brought up in Oxford, after the Dragon school and then Abingdon school,
Abingdon School is quite posh and has educated many influential people. Professor Nick Lemoine, who has built a nice career for himself on the back of knowing about a great deal of medical research fraud and other wrongdoing on the part of the Top Docs – Nick’s knowledge of such matters overlaps with mine – is an old boy of Abingdon School. See previous posts.
Gareth won a scholarship to Gonville and Caius College, Cambridge, where he graduated in 1986 with a first in history. Academia would have been a natural choice – his father being a fellow of Nuffield College, his mother Marilyn a former rector of Exeter College, Oxford, and one of the country’s foremost literary critics. But like his two brothers, he chose journalism. After brief stints as a House of Commons researcher with the former Labour chancellor, Denis Healey,
The dreadful old git who concealed/colluded with the Westminster Paedophile Ring and Dafydd et al, as did Gareth’s parents and their pal Dick Crossman.
and Labour frontbencher Tom Clarke,
Thomas Clarke (born 10 January 1941) was the Labour MP for north Lanarkshire constituencies, 1982-2015. He was born in Coatbridge and was educated at All Saints Primary School in Airdrie and St Columba High School in Coatbridge, followed by the Scottish College of Commerce in Glasgow. Clarke’s brother, Tony, later become a Councillor on North Lanarkshire Council.
Clarke has long been a strong supporter of British film making and was an Assistant Director of the Scottish Council for Education Technology and was also the President of the British Amateur Cinematographers Central Council in 1971. He then became a Deputy Director of the Scottish Film Council and was the organiser of the Scottish International Amateur Film Festival in 1971. Clarke is a member of the GMB and British Film Institute, as well as being the Chairman of The Citizens Trust.
Clarke’s political career began at the age of 18 when he was the election agent for the Labour MP James Dempsey. Aged 22 he then served as a Councillor on the Coatbridge Town Council from 1964 and he became a JP for the Lanark area in 1972. The Coatbridge Town Council was replaced with the Monklands District Council in 1975 where Clarke continued to serve Coatbridge. He then served as the Monklands Provost (Mayor), 1974-82. He served as the Vice President of the Convention of Scottish Local Authorities, 1976-78 and served as President of the Convention, 1978-80.
After being elected to the Commons in June 1982, Clarke became known quite quickly in Parliament for his work on issues surrounding disabled people and in 1986 he sponsored the ‘Disabled Persons (Services, Representation and Consultation) Act’. Which hasn’t made a great deal of difference to many disabled people. Tom seems to have missed the most serious neglect, abuse and discrimination.
After the 1987 General Election, the Windbag appointed Clarke as Shadow Minister for Personal Social Services from 1987, in which role Clarke served until 1992. The years between 1987 and 1992 saw Alison Taylor and I raise constant concerns about Dafydd and the gang, who were doing whatever they wanted, flouting all laws yet not being challenged by anyone in authority. The Windbag personally knew a number of members of the gang, as did his wife. The Windbag was far more interested in chasing the votes of NHS staff to take an interest in the neglect and abuse of their patients.
Clarke then became a member of the Shadow Cabinet of John Smith as Shadow Scottish Secretary. He served as the Shadow Minister for Overseas Development, 1993-94 and Shadow Minister for the Disabled, 1995-97, under Miranda. Following the 1997 General Election, Clarke served as a Minister of State at the Dept for Culture, Media and Sport with responsibility for Film and Tourism. Clarke served as the Treasurer of the All Party Group on Carers, 2005-10 and was Chair of the All Party Group on Learning Disabilities.
Clarke’s efforts in the direction of the disabled and carers seem to have been highly ineffective. Look at what has happened and continues to happen to them…
In 2016 Clarke was awarded with a Papal Knighthood and an audience with Pope Francis for his work on International Development and Disability Rights. Savile was awarded a Papal Knighthood and there had been outrage about that before Clarke accepted his, so I wonder why Clarke wanted one?
Garethjoined the BBC in 1987
At the time Thatch had an iron grip on the BBC. The Chairman was Thatch’s henchman Marmaduke Hussey and in 1987 Alasdair Milne was forced out as DG and replaced by Sir Michael Checkland. See previous posts. My friend who was eventually forced out of his job at the BBC, for refusing to take a bribe and for being friends with me, began working for the BBC in 1987…
ChildLine was established in 1986.
I wrote to Esther about Dafydd and the gang in 1987. I did not receive a reply.
at central talks and features in the current affairs department of Bush House. After that, he went on to special current affairs at Radio 4 to work on the programmes Law in Action and Stop Press. Inevitably, Gareth’s acute political antennae led him to the World at One and The World This Weekend. He became editor of The World This Weekend in 1995. This was the start of what became a major problem: how to manage the competing demands of having a job which required one to work at the weekend, with an Arsenalseason ticket in your pocket. The ingenious solution was a very peculiar rota pattern at The World This Weekend – with a big gap in the middle of Saturday afternoon.
In 1997, Gareth went on to work for the then head of BBC News, and now chief executive of the Royal Opera House, Tony Hall.
‘We Didn’t Know.’
This was a job that required rather different skills. Here you needed the highly attuned antennae of the mandarin, dealing with complaints from the public, navigating a path through the often complex internal politics of the BBC and having the intellectual rigour to think through delicate editorial judgements on which, as an organisation, the BBC is rightly judged. Gareth upheld all that was good about the corporation’s public service values.
But it was his ability to understand and communicate nuance that lent itself so well to covering politics, and why politics was always going to be the perfect job in journalism for him. He finally arrived in October 1999 at Millbank, the BBC’s studios at Westminster, as an assistant editor of live programmes, producing programmes like Dispatch Box and, most recently, The Politics Show.
Gareth was not a showy person but was starting to move into the limelight himself. His first article since leaving the BBC is published in the current issue of the magazine Progress...
· Gareth Edgeworth Butler, broadcaster, born May 3 1965; died February 29 2008
Lethal heart trouble in middle age. Just like John Smith, Robin Cook and so many others… See previous posts.
Now don’t you worry my dear, we’ll look after you.
Professor Hugh Bentall outlived Gareth; Bentall died in 2012, aged 92 years.
By the time that Gareth had that fatal heart attack, Hugh’s son Professor Richard Bentall was a well-known clinical psychologist receiving much media coverage, having trained and worked with Dafydd’s gang. Richard had married and divorced the daughter of Dr Eifion Jones, the Dean of Science at UCNW, who facilitated Dafydd’s ring for years.
Nerys, the wife of Merfyn Jones, the then VC of Bangor University, died in 2008, in the care, or rather the lack, of Dafydd’s pals at the Walton Centre. Merfyn, Nerys and one of Merfyn’s friends had all previously spilt the pints of the paedophiles’ friends so Fings Broke, with the assistance of No 10. See eg. ‘Badlands’, ‘Anthem For Doomed Youth’, ‘Lest We Forget’ and ‘The Point Is To Change It’. Nerys had articles published in ‘Progress’ as well amazingly enough.
Nerys and Merfyn both grew up in Gwynedd and knew about the earlier incarnation of Dafydd’s gang, in the days when it provided services to Bertrand Russell and his pals, who lived or had second homes in or near Croesor in Gwynedd. See eg. ‘The Village’ and ‘The Vermin Club’. One of those with a second home in Croesor was Eric Hobsbawm. Many other Marxist intellectuals had second homes in Cwm Croesor as well. See post ‘Captain Swing And His Crew’. Eric’s daughter Julia formed the PR company Hobsbawm Macaulay Communications with her friend Sarah. Hobsbawm Macaulay worked for trade unions and the Labour Party. In 1997 Sarah Macaulay met a nice young Chancellor of the Exchequer and subsequently married him.
Uncle Harry’s nephew was a big mate of Gordon’s and succeeded Gordon as Leader of the Labour Party. When Eric Hobsbawm died in 2012, Uncle Harry’s nephew had many kind words for him. Uncle Harry’s nephew’s dad Ralph was an old mate of Eric’s from the days of the ‘New Left’ in the 1950s and 60s. Ralph knew about the Westminster Paedophile Ring as well. Eric Hobsbawm worked for the security services and if Ralph didn’t actually work for them as well some of his best friends did. See previous posts…
On July 15 1968, the day after the Davenports and the Butlers went to the Crossmans’ for dinner, Crossman was entertaining again, giving a dinner for Doug Garnett, the Labour Party Organiser for East Anglia to meet John Silkin, the then Chief Whip. The Silkins were a family of lawyers, a number of whom became Labour MPs. Sam Silkin served as Attorney-General, 1974-79 – while Dafydd et al illegally imprisoned Mary Wynch – and at one point it looked as though John Silkin might become Leader of the Labour Party. See previous posts. My post ‘The Science of Animal Behaviour’ discussed the organised abuse in the Norfolk/East Anglia area and how many roads led to Lord David Ennals, Dafydd’s mate, who, when Crossman was dining with Garnett and Silkin, was Minister of State for Social Security. Ennals served as Secretary of State for the DHSS himself, 1976-79. When Mary Wynch was unlawfully arrested and imprisoned by Dafydd and the gang.
In the evening, on July 16 1968, Crossman held a meeting of ‘my own little Brains Trust’, which was headed by Brian Abel-Smith and Richard Titmuss of course. The meeting was to discuss the Fabian Society pamphlet suggesting that housing allowances should be substituted as an alternative to family allowances, which was written by Della Nevitt, an ‘expert on housing finance and since Oct 1967 a Professor of Social Administration at the LSE’. Crossman was referring to the Fabian Tract 384, ‘Social Services For All? Part Three’, by Audrey Harvey and Della Adam Nevitt, July 1968, which cost 3s 6d.
Chapter 7 was written by Audrey Harvey and entitled ‘What Help For Poor Tenants?’ Audrey shamelessly drops names of people from the LSE and references their publications, including Professor David Donnison and of course Richard Titmuss, in particular an article that Titmuss had published in ‘New Society’ in 1968. Audrey’s chapter has references to a number of Labour Ministers from that era, including Anthony Greenwood and Crossman. ‘New Society’ was a magazine aimed at social workers and John Allen used to advertise for staff in there. ‘New Society’ employed a columnist called Geoffrey Parkinson who worked for the Inner London Probation Service and ended up in hot water with his employers when it was discovered that he was encouraging his clients to commit petty crime as his rehab plan to wean them off more serious crime. Geoffrey Parkinson knew what Dafydd’s partner gangs in inner London were doing, but then so did his senior managers who hated him and suspended him from work. See post ‘Only One Died’. I suspect that it was a bit of a BBC situation, such as that which saw Frank Bough given the boot for those parties with cocaine and prostitutes while Jimmy Savile, Rolf Harris and Stuart Hall continued within the BBC’s warm embrace.
David Vernon Donnison (19 January 1926 – 28 April 2018) was Professor of Social Administration at the LSE, 1961-69 and Professor of Town and Regional Planning, 1980–91 and Honorary Research Fellow (from 1991) at Glasgow University. Donnison was born in 1926 in colonial Burma. He was educated at boarding schools from the age of 8, finally at Marlborough College, 1940-43. Donnison served with the Royal Navy during WW II, before going to Magdalen College, Oxford in 1947. Donnison was appointed to a lectureship at the University of Manchester in 1950, where he worked under W.J.M. Mackenzie, where he remained until 1953.
Prof William James Millar Mackenzie (1909–1996), aka Bill Mackenzie, was Professor of Government at Manchester University, 1948-66 and Professor of Politics at Glasgow University from 1966. He was appointed a Fellow of the British Academy in 1968. The W. J. M. Mackenzie Book Prize of the Political Studies Association is named after him.
Mackenzie was born in 1909 to a family living in Edinburgh and after schooling at Edinburgh Academy, Mackenzie studied classics at Balliol College, Oxford, after which he obtained a Bachelor of Laws degree at the Edinburgh University. In 1933 Mackenzie was appointed a Fellow in Classics at Magdalen College, Oxford, before switching fields to teach PPE.
Ted Heath, Denis Healey and Woy Jenkins were all at Balliol in the late 1930s. Heath and Healey were friends. Heath and Jenkins both studied PPE. During WW II, Mackenzie worked first at the Air Ministry and later with the SOE, as did a number of people who used their links with the security services to protect Dafydd et al.
After WW II Mackenzie initially returned to Magdalen College, but in 1948 he was appointed Chair of Government and Administration at Manchester University. In 1966 Mackenzie returned to Scotland as Professor of Politics at Glasgow University.
Dennis Kavanagh, the political analyst who was appointed Professor of Politics at Liverpool University in 1996 and co-authored with David Butler, wrote Mackenzie’s obituary for the Indie which included the following information:
W.J.M. (“Bill”) Mackenzie was one of two or three personalities who shaped the social sciences in British universities in the 1950s and 1960s. In these years he was also an adviser on constitutional development in East Africa and on English local and regional government.
Mackenzie came from a reasonably prosperous family in Dundee and he was always something of a canny Scot. His father was a successful lawyer (Writer to the Signet) in Edinburgh…He…won a scholarship to Balliol at 16, and had to wait a year before going up in 1927….he returned to Edinburgh to gain an LLB in two years. He was appointed as a Classics don at Magdalen, Oxford in 1933…when the College looked to strengthen its PPE teaching, he switched to being a Politics fellow in 1936…To the end one felt that he found the study of politics congenial because it allowed him to indulge in and profit from his interest in so many other fields.
He was part of the dons’ invasion of Whitehall in the war. From 1939 to 1944 as a member of the secretariat in the Air Ministry (1939-44), he was a participant observer of the conflict between Tizard and Lindemann and the debate over the bomber offensive. After the war he wrote a secret history of the SOE operations in France, which has not yet been published.
Because it’s a secret.
If anyone knows of any other lucky folk who have been given a Chair without managing to publish anything, please do let me know. Even those Angels of The North Wales, Professors of Fiona Irvine and Mike Nolan (see previous posts), published something, although it was rubbish and not particularly truthful.
but he built up an outstanding Government department which until the early 1960s was the best in Britain and gained an international reputation.
Had anyone managed to publish anything by then? Who rated it the ‘best in Britain’?
He did it by spotting talent: from Aberdeen to Oxford he picked bright young men who were not necessarily political scientists but wished to become so.
This is even better. The Chair of the Dept has no publications, but he did work in Whitehall with all the gay mandarins who by Crossman’s time at the DHSS were facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring, including Dafydd’s part of it and he talent-spots Bright Young Men who weren’t political scientists but fancied having a go at it anyway. Thus the Dept became the Best In Britain.
At Manchester he created a culture, not of publish or perish, but of intellectual excitement and keeping abreast of developments in the discipline in the United States.
Publish or perish can result in very poor publications, but if that lot weren’t publishing anything, how did anyone know that they were doing anything at all? Except of course for making friends with folk in the US…
In the early 1950s his young colleagues were pioneers in studies of voting behaviour, community power, pressure groups and developing countries.
Is there any solid evidence of this beyond the folk memories handed down by themselves?
He had a remarkable instinct for where the subject was heading.
And probably of to whom to toady.
Manchester was an exciting place to be in the 1950s. Sir John Barbirolli conducted the Halle, the Guardian was still a Manchester paper and the BBC Brains Trust met regularly there. The University’s social science faculty was probably the liveliest in the country. The economists Ely Devons and W. Arthur Lewis, the anthropologist Max Gluckman, the philosopher Dorothy Emmet and Mackenzie argued enthusiastically at weekly interdisciplinary staff seminars. These were exhilarating but also sometimes terrifying occasions for visiting speakers because subject boundaries did not exist for the Manchester polymaths. Mackenzie’s view was that politics was best studied in conjunction with other subjects and that other subjects should always be aware of the political dimension.
As well as building up an institution Mackenzie was also shaping the discipline. Perhaps no other professor of politics exercised more patronage. He made many appointments at Manchester but he also influenced the selections for many Politics chairs in the 1960s. That many of his junior appointments went on to professorships and vice-chancellorships was a tribute to his talent spotting. Sir Charles Wilson, the principal at Glasgow University, in 1965 sought his advice on whom to appoint to the University’s James Bryce Chair of Politics. Mackenzie provided some names but in the end offered himself.
He had twice built up the Manchester department, in the 1950s, and again in early 1960s, and seen his young lecturers go off to chairs.
Which will have meant that as well as knowing Ted Heath, Mackenzie will have been owed a lot by a number of senior academics.
It was now time to return to Scotland and in 1966 he took the Bryce Chair.
Young lecturers at Manchester regarded Mackenzie with reverence tinged with awe. This was due partly to his erudition in so many disciplines, and partly to the exacting standards which he insisted on. It is difficult to imagine a similar relationship in university departments today. I once overheard an elderly academic refer to some of his former colleagues, now distinguished professors of politics (then in their forties), as still “Bill Mackenzie’s little boys”.
This was probably meant as an insult.
His management of the department was informal and paternalistic. He made the appointments, held few departmental meetings and governed by conversation and memo. It was a benevolent despotism and, again, is almost unimaginable today: those were days when powerful professors could stand up to Vice-Chancellors and win…
So Mackenzie was one of those old gits who told the VC what to do and trampled over everyone else as well.
…He did not believe that lectures or even articles should be too worked out. They should stimulate, suggest and leave students and readers to work things out for themselves.
So when he actually managed to publish an article, he didn’t worry about completing it.
A young colleague commented that a number of students did not fully understand his lectures, but did not doubt that they were listening to a great man.
Rather than just a hopeless teacher.
Mackenzie was also one of the “Good and the Great” who staffed government committees, councils and other public bodies. He knew his way around Whitehall but – from his years in Scotland, Oxford and Manchester – also knew the world outside.
He always took the view that his academic studies should inform his role as a man of affairs and vice versa. He was a constitutional advisor to the new states of Tanganyika and Kenya. He was one of the first members of the new Social Science Research Council between 1965 and 1969, served on the Maud Committee on Management and Local Government (1964- 66), the committee on Remuneration of Ministers and MPs (1963-64) and the North-West Regional EconomicPlanning Council from 1965 until his departure to Glasgow. In Glasgow he was a member of various local and Scottish public bodies.
In 1963 he drew on the austere skills of the classical philological skills and his intimate understanding of the ways of Whitehall to write a brilliant full page translation in the Manchester Guardian of the 1961 Plowden committee’s report on public spending. It began “We proceed on two principles: ‘No dirty linen in public, and outside critics are bores’.” He regarded the report as an example of opaque Whitehall prose employed as a device to allow mandarins to converse in public without being understood.
The Earl of Stockton
Lady Dorothy Macmillan. Who had a long-lasting affair with Lord Bob Boothby and was named in a few other examples of Naughtiness in High Places. Died 21 May 1966 from a heart attack… That wasn’t usually used as an excuse for deaths of women at the time.
Lord Bob Boothby served as the Tory MP for Aberdeen constituencies, 1924-58. So Bob Boothby will have known about Sir Dugald Baird and his en masse illegal abortions of babies of women who’s incomes were deemed by Baird to be too low to have a family. See previous posts. Bob Boothby was bisexual, used rent boys, was friendly with gangsters, including the Krays and was alleged to have had an affair with Ronnie Kray.
When Ronnie Kray was in Broadmoor there was much ranting when it was discovered that he was receiving VIP treatment, that the screws served him tea on a tray, called him Mr Kray and bought him in goodies from the outside. Why anyone was surprised I cannot understand. The institution was serving as a prison for those who were witness to the Top Docs role in the Westminster Paedophile Ring, which was why no-one ever ‘reformed’ it or closed it down, in spite of all the hot air. It was also why Savile was appointed General Manager.
It is true that he never specialised and so did not produce the great definitive book. But his real qualities were better seen in the acknowledgements and prefaces to articles and books that other political scientists were writing in the 1950s and 1960s…
His qualities were best seen in the scores of essays, talks and seminars which he gave. Some were collected in his Explorations in Government: Collected Papers 1951-1958 (1975). Often he was oblique and allusive, pointing to puzzles and problems, suggesting new ways of looking at the familiar. This was a very different style from his distinguished successor at Manchester, Sammy Finer, who always liked to have the last word.
Yet his publications were distinctive and heterogeneous….From his interest in Africa came Free Elections (1958) and Five Elections in Africa (1960), with Kenneth Robinson… [the Kenneth Robinson who was an educationist, not Dafydd’s mate the Health Minister]
His appearance changed little from his forties to his seventies. He had a shock of silver wavy hair, friendly blue eyes, a ruddy complexion and a slow Scottish accent. He had a tall shambling gait and there was something of the figure of Father Christmas about him. He was a good mixer, humorous, a marvellous stimulator of staff and students, and always welcoming to those from overseas.
As Mackenzie knew Ted Heath and everybody had to toady to him, we cannot be sure that Mackenzie was worthy of this description.
He retired from his Glasgow chair in 1974. There followed more books: Power, Violence and Decision (1975), Political Identity (1977), Biological Ideas and Politics (1978) and a study of health care. If they did not attract the attention they deserved, it was probably because the range was too wide for a more narrowly trained generation of political and social scientists.
Or perhaps because they were not that earth-shattering.
He married Pam Malyon in 1943. There were four daughters and one son.
William James Millar Mackenzie, political scientist: born 8 April 1909; Fellow of Magdalen College 1933-48; War History SOE (part-time) 1945-48; Professor of Government and Administration, Manchester University 1949- 55, Professor of Government 1955-66; CBE 1963; James Bryce Professor of Government, Glasgow University 1966-70, Edward Caird Professor of Politics 1970-74 (Emeritus); FBA 1968; married 1943 Pamela Malyon (one son, four daughters); died Glasgow 22 August 1996.
In 1966 the LSE tried to tempt Bill Mackenzie to work for them, but he relocated to Glasgow instead. I suspect that the LSE may have been keen to add Mackenzie to their collection because he may have been very close to someone who was at the centre of Naughtiness in Intellectual High Places. Mackenzie worked with Dorothy Emmet at Manchester. My post ‘How No-one Knew About Dr Dafydd Alun Jones’ mentions one of my favourite books, Isabel Emmett’s 1964 community study of Llanfrothen/Croesor, ‘A North Wales Village: A Social Anthropological Study’. Emmett was a social anthropologist who worked at Manchester University and who married a man from Croesor and she knew all about Gwynne, Dafydd and the Bertrand Russell connection. I have always seen her name spelt ‘Emmett’, rather than ‘Emmet’, as in Dorothy’s name, but surely they must be from the same family? I am doing a bit more digging.
Mackenzie and Dorothy Emmet – as well as Isabel Emmett – worked with Max Gluckman, the social anthropologist and the founder of the Dept of Anthropology at Manchester University. Professor Eric Sunderland, the well-camouflaged paedophiles’ friend who was Principal of UCNW, 1984-95 and drafted into UCNW to save the skins of Dafydd and the gang (see previous posts) was an anthropologist who will have definitely known Max Gluckman and Isabel Emmett.
Eric Sunderland was born at Ammanford, Carmarthenshire, went to the local grammar school and then to what is now Aberystwyth University, where he completed a Bachelors and a Masters degree. Sunderland then went to UCL to do his PhD and after military service worked for the National Coal Board for a year. In 1958, he secured a lecturing job in the Dept of Anthropology at Durham University. Sunderland became Professor and Head of the Dept of Anthropology in 1971 and served as PVC of Durham University, 1979-84. He held some of the most important posts in his field, including Honorary Secretary of the Royal Anthropological Institute, Secretary General of the International Union of Anthropological and Ethnological Societies and Chairman of the Biosocial Society.
So Eric had been at the scene of many crimes. There was organised abuse in the part of Wales in which he grew up and by the time that Eric was called to UCNW to help out paedophiles in distress, the gang from his old neck of the woods had linked up with Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. Aberystwyth was as much of an institution controlled by the paedophiles’ friends as Bangor and furthermore Aber produced the generations of law grads who then evolved into crooked lawyers who concealed or facilitated Dafydd’s gang and the wider Westminster Paedophile Ring. The NCB was a nest of lice and in the wake of the Aberfan disaster a dirty deal was thrashed out between Harold Wilson’s Gov’t, the NCB and the circle of bent lawyers who were facilitating the criminality of Dafydd et al which resulted in the bereaved families being shafted yet no-one being held to account (see previous posts). As for Durham University, that was an institution which, like its neighbour Newcastle-upon-Tyne University, was concealing a big paedophile/trafficking ring in the North East of England, which by the late 1960s had direct links with Dafydd et al and became a supplier of children and staff to the ring in north Wales.
This man became PM the year before Eric was appointed Professor and Head of Dept at Durham:
Dorothy Mary Emmet (29 September 1904 – 20 September 2000) was Head of Manchester University’s Dept of Philosophy department for over 20 years. With Margaret Masterman and Richard Braithwaite, Dorothy Emmet was a founder member of the Epiphany Philosophers.
Emmet’s obituary in ‘The Times’ told us:
DOROTHY EMMET was an agelessly active, perceptive, acute and sympathetic philosopher, friend and citizen. Her first book, published in 1932…concerned the philosophy of A. N. Whitehead, with whom she had worked from 1928 to 1930… Dorothy Mary Emmet was born in London and grew up in the village of West Hendred, near Wantage, where her father was the vicar until he moved the family to Oxford on becoming Dean of University College…until she was nearly 14, she and other children near by were taught not at school but by a governess – and by her father who, “above all, made us interested in discussing ideas”.
In 1923, after schooldays in Brighton…she went up to Oxford, where she took firsts in Classics and philosophy. Of the philosophers who taught her there, she was most impressed by R. G. Collingwood and by her tutor (and the Master of Balliol) A. D. Lindsay…
Sussex was the location of the country residence of some of the members of the Bloomsbury Set, many of who had second homes at Croesor in Gwynedd. Dafydd’s partner gang operated in Sussex and the kids in care in north Wales were trafficked to brothels owned by John Allen in London and Brighton. Again and again, the names of people involved or implicated in the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal had their origins in, or strong links to, Brighton/Sussex eg. Keith Best, the most English of barristers who suddenly rocked up as the Tory MP for Anglesey in 1979 and made himself of great use to Dafydd and the gang. See previous posts.
Dorothy Emmet’s first job was prompted by a speech given by R. H. Tawney in support of the miners in the 1926 General Strike, which she said gave her the nearest thing she ever had to a conversion experience, and led to her lifelong concern with politics.
Tawney was a big name at the LSE of the generation which preceded Abel-Smith and Titmuss.
In the Rhondda Valley – with its 80 per cent unemployment rate – she gave WEA classes based on Plato’s Republic to audiences that included her later friend and Speaker of the House of Commons, George Thomas.
George Thomas who was a child molester and by the time that he was a teacher in the valleys in the 1930s, he was networked into the Abse family and others involved – or who would become involved – with organised abuse, including the Westminster Paedophile Ring as well as Dafydd et al. See post ‘O Jones, O Jones’.
…a Commonwealth Fellowship (later known as a Harkness), took her in 1928 from the Rhondda to Cambridge, Massachusetts, where she not only worked with Whitehead but became a friend of his family.
Emmet was a Commonwealth Fellow at Radcliffe College, Cambridge. Which was where Bertrand Russell’s daughter Lady Katherine Tait studied. See previous posts.
…Soon after returning to Britain, Emmet became a lecturer in philosophy at what is now Newcastle University [in 1932], before moving to Manchester University in 1938. She stayed there until her retirement in 1966, having become professor and head of department in 1946. Among the distinguished philosophers whom she attracted to the department were her graduate student Alasdair MacIntyre and her colleague Arthur Prior. Those were, as she said, good days for the Manchester department. And not only for the philosophers, but also for the social anthropologists, notably Max Gluckman, with whom she established a formidable intellectual alliance, leading to her books ‘Function, Purpose and Powers’ (1958) and ‘Rules, Roles and Relations’ (1966).
When she retired she moved to Cambridge to live with Richard Braithwaite and his wife Margaret Masterman, friends and Fellow members of the Epiphany philosophers, a group concerned with the nature of religious and other extra-ordinary experiences. Made a fellow of Lucy Cavendish College in 1967, she was active in both college and university life.
Many people who have been involved with Lucy Cavendish College colluded with the Westminster Paedophile Ring and those associated with it. This continues; Andrew Marr’s wife Jackie Ashley has served as the President of Lucy Cavendish College. Jackie is the daughter of Jack Ashley, the Labour MP who spent years representing a Staffordshire constituency, where there was a ring linked to north Wales. See previous posts.
Her achievements were recognised by an honorary fellowship at her Oxford college, Lady Margaret Hall and by honorary degrees from Glasgow, Leicester and the Open University…
Dorothy’s obituary in the Indie provided further bits and pieces of information:
Professor Dorothy Emmet…headed the department of philosophy at Manchester university for over 20 years; she built it up from a handful of students and a single lecturer to 400 students and a strong and varied staff… in 1918, she went to St Mary’s Hall, Brighton..She was influenced by AD Lindsay (whose concern to link intellectual and practical issues in political philosophy made such a lasting impression that she once described herself as “a step- daughter of Balliol”)…
For several years she spent part of her vacations tutoring for the WEA summer school at Balliol. After graduation, she joined the Maesynhaf Settlement in the Rhondda valley, teaching classes, largely based on Plato, to unemployed miners, many of whom were strongly influenced by Marxism. There were vigorous arguments about morals, politics and economics. One student looked after the books she had brought from Oxford; he was George Thomas, later Speaker of the Commons.
Adult education initiatives such as the WEA and Ruskin College, Oxford, were colonised by people who later were part of, or colluded with, the Westminster Paedophile Ring. The WEA in south Wales hosted George Thomas, the Windbag, Ron Davies and many more. Scores of Labour MPs studied at Ruskin, including Prescott, who was there at the same time as Matt Arnold and Peter Howarth, of Bryn Estyn fame. See post ‘A Study In Tyranny’.
From 1928 to 1930, Emmet held a Commonwealth Fellowship at Radcliffe College and attended a graduate seminar held by AN Whitehead, whose thought attracted her to Cambridge, Massachusetts. On returning to England, she held a temporary teaching post at Somerville College, Oxford, had another spell in the Rhondda…
The Ladies of Somerville were on board with the Westminster Paedophile Ring as well, the two most high profile being Thatch and Shirl. None of them broke their glass ceilings without being accessories to male misconduct. See previous posts.
Emmet was appointed lecturer in philosophy at Armstrong College, Newcastle-upon-Tyne (now the University of Newcastle) in 1932. She later described the department as one man and his dog: she was the dog. The department had to cover the whole range of philosophy… In 1938, she moved to Manchester as lecturer in the philosophy of religion, becoming…professor of philosophy in 1946…In more than 20 years at Manchester…as dean of arts from 1962 to 1964..Emmet…encouraged the establishment of joint honours schools and enthusiastically developed links with colleagues in the departments of government, economics and anthropology. Her activities were not confined to Manchester. She gave the annual philosophical lecture to the British Academy in 1949, the Stanton lectures in Cambridge in 1950-53, and was president of the Aristotelian Society in 1953-54…In September 1966, she resigned her chair at Manchester and went to live in Cambridge. She became a regular member of the Moral Sciences Club and, as one of the Epiphany Philosophers, was involved in the publication of the journal, Theoria to Theory. She was elected an emeritus fellow of Lucy Cavendish Hall in Cambridge and an honorary fellow of Lady Margaret Hall…
To the end of her days, Emmet keenly followed the fortunes of “her” department at Manchester. Her last paper there was given in 1994…
Leemon McHenry also provided an account of Dorothy’s life:
Dorothy Emmet was born in London on September 29, 1904… In 1926, she read Whitehead’s Science and the Modern World and decided to apply for a Commonwealth Fellowship to study with him in the United States. When asked during the interview why she wished to study with Whitehead, she replied, “Because I can’t understand him.” Since her examiners were equally mystified by Whitehead, they agreed this was a good reason for the transatlantic voyage….She had close personal contact with him while a student at Radcliffe College, the woman’s college near Harvard University.
It was a fairly indulgent system that Dorothy was dealing with.
…Upon returning to England, she lectured on Whitehead’s philosophy while a research fellow at Somerville College, Oxford… After Oxford, Emmet was appointed Lecturer in philosophy at King’s College, Newcastle-upon-Tyne in 1932 and then moved to Manchester University in 1938 where she became the Sir Samuel Hall Professor of Philosophy and Head of the Department of Philosophy, California State University.
Bertrand Russell’s daughter Kate also studied at California State University.
She hired the philosophers Alasdair C. MacIntyre, Anthony John Patrick Kenny and Wolfe Mays. When she retired in 1966, she went to live in Cambridge with a group called the “Epiphany Philosophers” who were involved with the creation of the journal, Theoria to Theory…It included Richard Braithwaite, Margaret Masterman, Mary Hoskins and Ted Bastin. During this time, Emmet was also active in the Moral Sciences Club at Cambridge University.
Bertrand and his mates were in the Moral Sciences Club and Cambridge…
Emmet died in Sept 2000, eight months after the publication of the Waterhouse Report, which flatly denied that the crimes of which so many of her friends and colleagues had committed over a period of decades had ever occurred.
Dorothy Emmet…Professor of Philosophy in Manchester, the first woman to hold such a position in Britain. I’ve had quite enough of breakers of glass ceilings who did disgusting things.
So Dorothy was a philosopher with multiple links to Bertrand Russell and his family and friends, the Bertrand who from 1955 onward lived down the road from Croesor and made use of the services provided by Gwynne and Dafydd…
One of Dorothy Emmet’s papers was entitled ‘That’s That’…
Previous posts have described how Manchester was a stronghold of another group of Top Docs who partnered Dafydd and the north Wales gang, including Kenneth Rawnsley and Hugh Freeman. In 1966, Kenneth Rawnsley became Professor of Psychological Medicine at Cardiff and then directed Operation Protect Gwynne And Dafydd from there for many years. Rawnsley and his colleagues colluded with George Thomas et al in return for good PR, endless cash for the NHS and never having to face scrutiny. Rawnsley’s wife, Dr Elinor Kapp, was a child psychiatrist in south Wales who was also a founder member of one of George Thomas’s medical charidees. In Manchester, Kenneth Rawnsley worked with social anthropologists and even had a go at being an anthropologist himself with bizarre results, Rawnsley deciding to study Human Females and their Selection of Mates (mates as in sexual partners, rather than the people one knows from the pub). See post ‘The Discovery Of A Whole New Galaxy…’ for details of Rawnsley, his own Mate Elinor as well as his other mates and their rather eccentric research. Dr Tony Francis was a student of Rawnsley’s and worked for Rawnsley as a junior doc after he qualified.
In 1974, Dafydd’s former boss Dr Bob Hobson relocated to Manchester University from the Maudsley. At the Maudsley, Hobson had run an abuse ring. He surprised the world by leaving the London scene and heading oop north the year before the Children Act 1975 resulted in huge numbers of children being handed over to the care of the gangs supplying the Westminster Paedophile Ring, including Dafydd’s. Many of the kids in the children’s homes in north Wales were sent there by local authorities in London, the West Midlands, the North East of England and Greater Manchester. See post ‘The Mentor’ for details of Hobson and his pals in Manchester.
After Tony Francis worked for Kenneth Rawnsley in Cardiff, he worked at the Institute of Psychiatry at the Maudsley and then at Manchester University. Dr Sadie Francis trained at Manchester University, as did the lunatic Dr Tony Roberts, who presided over death and destruction at the Hergest Unit and could boast of the second highest suicide rate among his female patients of any area in the whole of England and Wales.
Somebody really should have put a stop to this shouldn’t they?
As the police investigations into the abuse of children in care in north Wales began, Tony Francis’s mate in Manchester, Professor Hugh Freeman, embarked upon a new career as an historian of psychiatry and began to rewrite the history of him and his colleagues. He was greatly assisted in this by Professor John Pickstone, who found himself in receipt of generous funding from the Wellcome Trust and Professor Roy Porter, probably the biggest name in the history of medicine in the world who’s career began at Cambridge University. See previous posts.
Dorothy Emmet’s friend and colleague Richard Braithwaite was married to Margaret Masterman.
Margaret Masterman was a linguist who studied at Newnham College, Cambridge and in 1955 founded the Cambridge Language Research Unit. Margaret Masterman would have known Andrew Radford, the linguist who completed his first degree, PhD and then postdoc research at Trinity College, Cambridge and who in 1980 was appointed as the Professor of Linguistics at UCNW. Radford’s penchant for having sex with undergrads and then rewarding them with Firsts caused a great deal of trouble; his conduct made many other staff very unhappy, but the Student Health Centre and Tony Francis concealed his excesses, even when a student’s parent made a complaint. See previous posts.
I am wondering if Margaret Masterman is any relation of Crispin Masterman, one of the bent barristers who acted for Gwynedd Health Authority in a High Court case against me in 1990. See post ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’. Masterman is an unusual name and the family is an influential one who might have produced someone like Crispin.
Margaret’s father was Charles Frederick Gurney Masterman (24 October 1873 – 17 November 1927), a Liberal Party politician. He worked closely with David Lloyd George and Winston Churchill in designing social welfare projects, including the National Insurance Act, 1911. His brother was Howard Masterman, the Bishop of Plymouth. Charles Masterman was educated at Weymouth College and Christ’s College, Cambridge where he was President of the Union and joint Secretary of Cambridge University Liberal Club, 1895-96. He was elected a junior Fellow of Christ′s College in February 1900. Following this, Masterman became involved in journalism and co-edited the English Review with Ford Madox Ford, Head of British propaganda in WW I.
Charles Masterman married Margaret’s mother, Lucy Blanche Lyttelton, a poet and writer, in 1908. Lucy was active in the Liberal Party in Salisbury. Peter Morrison’s father John Morrison, Lord Margadale, was the Tory MP for Salisbury, 1942-65 and the family seat was in Wiltshire, a county that was pretty much run by the Morrison family.
As well as Margaret, the Mastermans had a son, Neville Masterman, an historian at University College, Swansea. The institution which employed Rhodri Morgan’s father and brother and a great many of his friends.
In the Liberal Party landslide victory in 1906, Masterman was elected as MP for West Ham North. He was re-elected in Jan 1910 and in Dec 1910, but the December election was later declared void.
Masterman was returned to Parliament at a by-election in July 1911, for Bethnal Green South West. In 1914, Masterman joined the Cabinet as Chancellor of the Duchy of Lancaster. The law at that time required him to re-contest his seat in a by-election on joining the Cabinet. Masterman lost his seat in February and then stood in by-election at Ipswich, losing again. He resigned from the Gov’t as a result.
Masterman served as head of the British War Propaganda Bureau, known as “Wellington House.” Until its abolition, in 1917, the department published 300 books and pamphlets in 21 languages, distributed over 4,000 propaganda photographs every week and circulated maps, cartoons and lantern slides to the media.
Bill Mackenzie, Ted Heath’s old tutor and the daddy of so many, died on 22 August 1996, which was within days of William Hague’s public announcement that Sir Ronnie Waterhouse would be Chairing the forthcoming Inquiry into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal.
In 1953, Mackenzie’s junior colleague at Manchester, David Donnison, took up a lectureship at the University of Toronto. Returning to England two years later, Donnison joined the LSE as a Reader and thus Richard Titmuss’s Deputy as Chair of Social Administration; in 1961, he succeeded Titmuss to the Chair. As ‘The Scotsman’ summarised, Donnison was thus among a “distinguished group of social administration experts at LSE in the 1950s and 1960s – notably Titmuss, Brian Abel-Smith, Peter Townsend, Roy Parker, John Grieve and Tony Lynes”; with a “profound commitment to eradicating poverty of income and opportunity, [they] had a deep and lasting influence on the development and growth of Britain’s welfare state.” At the LSE, Donnison focused on housing and planning; he received a major grant from the Joseph Rowntree Foundation to study the social effects of the Rent Act 1957. Donnison wrote Housing since the Rent Act, which was published in 1961, and subsequently served on Milner Holland’s Royal Commission on Housing in Greater London from 1965 and the Govt’s Central Housing Advisory Committee. In 1967, Donnison wrote ‘The Government of Housing’, a Pelican study which resulted from his work as a consultant to the UN Economic Commission for Europe.
Sir Edward Milner Holland (8 September 1902 – 2 November 1969) was a British lawyer. Holland was born in Sutton, Surrey, the son of the publisher Sir Edward John Holland and was educated at Charterhouse School and at Hertford College, Oxford. He was called to the bar by the Inner Temple in 1927 and practised mainly at the Chancery bar.
Sir Cecil Havers, his son Lord Michael Havers (Thatch’s Attorney-General) and his daughter Lord Elizabeth Butler-Sloss, were all members of Inner Temple. All three of them colluded with the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Jeremy Thorpe was also a member of Inner Temple.
During WW II, Milner Holland served in the British Army and served as the Deputy Director of Personal Services at the War Office. Milner Holland was Attorney-General of the Duchy of Lancaster, 1951-69. He was Chairman of the General Council of the Bar, 1957-58 and 1962-63. Later in his life Milner Holland refused an offer of an appointment as a High Court judge.
David Donnison also studied education and served on the Plowden Committee on Primary Education in 1967, developing the concept of Educational Priority Areas with Michael Young.
Lord Michael Young was a barrister and sociologist who did his first degree at the LSE in the late 1930s and then returned to do his PhD there in the early 1950s. Michael Young was very much part of the LSE crowd who surrounded Richard Crossman and he wrote material for the Fabian Society. In the 1980s Young co-founded International Alert with David Ennals’ brother Martin. Michael Young was hugely influential during the years of Wilson’s and Callaghan’s Gov’t and he knew about the Westminster Paedophile Ring. He worked with members of it and he will have found out exactly what was going on before he got as far as being one of Wilson’s circle, because he had previously conducted community studies in the East End.
Michael Young is the father of the illustrious Toby, who maintains that he is right wing because of his youthful experiences watching his dad and his dad’s champagne socialist mates come up with ideas for ‘services’ for the plebs which they would never use themselves. Toby will indeed have seen a great deal of that but I’m not convinced that Toby’s own politics are an effective response and Toby knows that many of those Tory grandees with whom he has aligned himself and who have welcomed him into their fold concealed and facilitated the same criminality as his dad and his dad’s mates. See previous posts for details of Toby Young’s adventures.
From 1968 to 1970, Donnison also Chaired the Public Schools Commission, which reported on the financial state of the public schools and then went on to investigate direct-grant grammar schools.
In 1969, Donnison left his Chair at LSE and worked (until 1976) as Director of a think tank, the Centre for Environmental Studies. In the meantime, he joined the Supplementary Benefits Commission (SBC) as Deputy Chairman in 1973 and two years later took over as Chairman, serving until 1980. The SBC survived Heath’s Gov’t and continued to be dominated by people who had been in Crossman’s circle.
The SBC was abolished by Thatch’s Gov’t, but Donnison later recalled that its work entailed him meeting some of the poorest people in the country; for him, it was “radicalising” experience and he returned to studying poverty. Donnison was appointed Professor of Town and Regional Planning at Glasgow University in 1980. The regeneration of Glasgow was underway in the 1980s and Donnison took a keen interest in it; he led the mid-term review of the GEAR project and, with Alan Middleton, edited Regenerating the Inner City: Glasgow’s Experience in 1987. At Glasgow University, Donnison also became the inaugural Co-director of the Scottish Housing Research Group in 1982.
After Donnison retired in 1991 he became an Emeritus Professor and an honorary research fellow at Glasgow University. Donnison received the Lifetime Achievement Award from the Social Policy Association in 2008.
In the 1960s, Donnison had controversially advocated that benefits should not be awarded at the discretion of civil servants and that claimants should have statutory rights. He ‘remained an advocate of marginalised groups for the rest of his life’.
In retirement, Donnison continued to write, authoring Policies for a Just Society (1997) and Speaking to Power: Advocacy for Health and Social Care (2009); but he was also a keen windsurfer, painter, draughtsman and poet and he took up playing in a ceilidh band. Donnison was well-settled in Scotland and lived in Glasgow for the rest of his life, although he spent long periods of time on Easdale Island.
Donnison married Jean Kidger (died 2017), whom he had met at Oxford, in 1951. They separated in 1979 and he married the writer and activist Kay Carmichael in 1987. By his first wife, Donnison had two daughters (Rachel and Polly), two sons (Christopher and Harry) and a foster son (John), and with his second wife a step-daughter (Sheena).
Donnison’s obituary was published by ‘The Guardian’ in April 2018:
David Donnison, who has died aged 92, was one of a group of outstanding academics who played an important part in shaping social policy during the 1960s and 70s, and, in his case, well beyond. He remained engaged in public debate until the end of his life.
David was, first and last, a “bottom up” person. Who should decide the design of the housing estates into which rehoused tenants should move? Who other than the tenants? Who should manage their estates or, where possible, own them? Who else but the tenants, at least in a major way? What discretion should officials have in deciding on the benefits claimants should receive? None, or nearly none, he argued in a fierce debate with RichardTitmuss, his colleague at the London School of Economics. Claimants should have clearly defined statutory rights.
In his later years he became a strong supporter of advocacy on behalf of marginalised or disempowered groups. His book Speaking to Power (2009) is an eloquent account of the advocacy movement that was to bear fruit in Scotland. That country’s independent way of doing things fitted David’s instincts so much better than conservative England.
…he was born …in Burma (Myanmar) where his father was a colonial administrator…He told the story of this colonial family, of Burma and his early life in a revealing account, ‘Last of the Guardians’ (2005). Perhaps it was this background that gave him the quiet assurance with which he could tell permanent secretaries and senior politicians, with great courtesy, that they were just wrong and why that was so..
He went on to become an assistant lecturer at Manchester University (1950-53), where he produced his thesis, published as The Neglected Child and the Social Services (1954). He then had a spell as a lecturer at Toronto University (1953-55). But Titmuss, just appointed to the new chair of social administration at LSE, was searching for someone to be his deputy as reader. He chose David…
It was at the LSE that he began his lifelong interest in housing, cities and town planning. He obtained what was then a big grant from the Joseph Rowntree Trust to study the impact of the 1957 Rent Act which had given unscrupulous landlords such as Peter Rachman the incentive to terrify and expel tenants who had enjoyed controlled rents.
He worked as a consultant for the UN Economic Commission for Europe, surveying housing policies. That led to ‘The Government of Housing’ (1967), which became a bestselling Pelican book. It is classic Donnison. What exactly is the housing problem? What is the demography, economics and politics of it? What do we do about it? Look beyond Britain to the generality of urban problems across Europe…
He advised Richard Crossman, the new housing minister, on ways to introduce some form of fair rent policy. He then left the LSE to become director of the thinktank the Centre for Environmental Studies (1969-76).
Howard Glennister, a Professor of Social Policy at the LSE, was the man who wrote this obituary of Donnison and commented that he had been a researcher attending meetings of the Centre for Environmental Studies.
He served as deputy chairman of the Supplementary Benefits Commission (1973-75) and was its chairman (1975-80). He carried though his determination to make the powers of the commission more rights-based and spent time visiting local offices and trying to understand the issues from the perspectives of local staff and recipients. He reflected on the deep-seated issues involved in The Politics of Poverty (1982).
In 1980 he moved to Glasgow University to become professor of town and regional planning, having separated from his first wife, Jean (nee Kidger), the previous year. He began a new non-London life and in 1987 married Kay Carmichael, who gave him “frank criticism and loving comradeship” as he later put it. There he stayed, observing and participating in Glasgow’s regeneration and reflecting on it in Regenerating the Inner City: Glasgow’s Experience (1987, edited with Alan Middleton). He was, after formal retirement in 1991, emeritus professor and honorary senior research fellow in the University’s department of urban studies.
He became increasingly in tune with Scotland, with its deeper collectivist sympathy for active government. David continued his passionate local involvement in Glasgow and in his beloved island of Easdale – communally run, as was his ideal.
Easdale Island in Scotland is now owned by Jonathan Feigenbaum, the son of the previous owner, Clive Harold Feigenbaum (1939–2007). Clive was a British businessman who was involved in a lifelong series of scandals in the world of philately. He was repeatedly investigated and prosecuted. Particularly notable was the sale of “gold” stamps from Staffa and Clive’s role in the collapse of attempts to list Stanley Gibbons, of which he was Chairman, on the Unlisted Securities Market in 1984.
‘The Scotsman’ also published on obituary for David Donnison; here are extracts from it:
…He rapidly became known as an expert on housing, serving on the Milner Holland Royal Commission on Housing in Greater London (1965) and the Central Housing Advisory Committee and publishing Housing since the Rent Act (1961) and the standard work The Government of Housing (1967), later republished as Housing Policy, with Clare Ungerson (1982). His commitment to equality was shown by his service as Vice-Chair and then Chair of the Public Schools Commission appointed by Anthony Crosland;
It was Tony Crosland who in the 1960s concealed the paedophile ring in the North East of England which was linked to Dafydd’s; Miranda’s mate Ernest Armstrong, who had served as a Councillor in Sunderland and had been directly responsible for the institutions in which some of the youngsters were being abused, used his connections to Crosland to keep it quiet. See previous posts.
he gave his name to its Second Report, on Independent Day Schools and Direct Grant Grammar Schools (1970). Drawing on the work which had led to TheNeglected Child and the Social Services (1954), he also served on the Central Advisory Council for Education (England) which produced the milestone Plowden Report on Primary Education in 1967, and he chaired the poverty studies panel established by the then Social Science Research Council. In 1969 he moved to become Director of the Centre for Environmental Studies (CES), established by Richard Crossman in 1966 as a pivotal gathering place forurban and environmental research, and stayed there until 1976. David’s most prominent role was at the Supplementary Benefits Commission (SBC). He was first appointed, by Sir Keith Joseph, to succeed Titmuss as Deputy Chair in 1973
Keith Joseph might have been obliged to tolerate people whom he would have had no liking for at all on the SBC because Joseph, an MP for a Leeds constituency, was colluding with Savile’s gang on his doorstep. Joseph appointed Barbara Kahan as his social work adviser; Kahan was a social work manager who was married to Dr Vladimir Kahan, a child psychiatrist and together they concealed organised abuse in Oxfordshire. Kahan remained a Gov’t adviser for many years and was still dispensing advice re children’s social work in the 1990s. Earlier in her career Kahan had been the manager of Louis Minster, who later became the Director of Social Services for Richmond-upon-Thames, which was supplying the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Minster was abusing children himself and on at least one occasion a police operation which could have caught Minster and others came to nothing because of the obligation on the part of the police to ask for social work support for the children; the social workers concerned ‘shared the information’ with Louis…
and by Barbara Castle as Chair in 1975.
Castle was one of those who protected Dafydd and related gangs; Castle had ignored the abuse, neglect and even deaths of children and vulnerable people in state care from her earliest years in politics, as did her husband Lord Ted. See previous posts.
He accepted the chairmanship on condition that the Commission could publish an independent annual report on the problems it was dealing with. At the SBC until 1980, he promoted a change of culture, instituting seminars bringing together different interests within the organisation and opening it up to outside influences and contributions. The SBC and CES were both quickly abolished after the advent of the Thatcher government in 1979; as he later commented “Margaret Thatcher was not in the least interested in people like us”.
David Donnison’s early years were far more privileged than Thatcher’s. He boarded at Marlborough College with a whole selection of posh people, many of whom later became high profile members or supporters of Tory Gov’ts. Donnison’s name appears on an ‘old boys who have recently departed’ webpage constructed by Marlborough College, along with a selection of judges and other big wigs. One of them is Sir Henry Brooke, father of Thatcher’s Cabinet Minister Peter Brooke. The whole Brooke family were Tories with Top Docs in their network and they concealed the Westminster Paedophile Ring through successive generations. David Donnison won’t have liked them but they were protecting Donnison and his mates because everyone would have come down together if they had not.
David’s life moved further north as he returned to academia, as Professor of Town and Regional Planning at the University of Glasgow from 1980 to 1991. David took to Glasgow, and Glasgow took to him. He later said that his SBC work had “necessitated contact with some of the poorest people in the country and it was a radicalising experience” and his subsequent work showed a new emphasis on poverty and place. Renewal of neighbourhoods became a major area of interest, not least when he led the mid-term review of Glasgow’s GEAR project. More than any other UK city, Glasgow has developed models and programmes of neighbourhood change, primarily led by communities and social housing tenants. Within Glasgow University David was the initial Co-Director of the Scottish Housing Research Group (1982) that evolved into the UK’s national Centre for Housing Research and ultimately the Department of Urban Studies, one of the best housing and urban research centres in the world.
After his formal retirement David carried on working and writing, publishing Policies for a Just Society (1997), and Speaking to Power: Advocacy for Health and Social Care (2009), as well as reflections on his experience of Burma Last of the Guardians: A Story of Burma, Britain and a Family (2005), a volume of poems about the loss of his wife Kay, Requiem for Kay (2011), and a posthumous volume of Kay’s writings, It Takes a Lifetime to Become Yourself (2017).
They don’t stop at retirement. They can’t afford to, they have a great deal to keep the lid on.
David’s full, and fulfilled, life was a great, and gracious, journey from distant Empire to the closer embrace of communities in Glasgow and Argyll. If David’s head was at Gilmorehill, his heart was in the East End of the city, or wherever poverty prevailed. He was at home with the people and places that he analysed in his great flow of books, articles, broadcasts, speeches, seminars and conversations.In retirement, David took up painting, drawing, writing poetry and playing the concertina in a ceilidh band. He windsurfed all of the major lochs in Scotland, and spent much of every year as part of the community at Easdale Island.
David’s fellow proles in Glasgow’s East End to whom he was committed and where his true heart lay did not enjoy such past-times.
He was awarded honorary doctorates by the universities of Bradford, Hull, Leeds and Southampton, but characteristically, he did not accept any state honours.
David was probably too busy windsurfing to find time to waste with Lilibet. The Scottish lochs are after all much nicer than Buck House.
David married Jean Kidger, a fellow student at Oxford, in 1951 and they had two daughters, Rachel and Polly, and two sons, Christopher and Harry, and a foster son, John. They separated in 1979. David’s marriage to his second wife, Kay Carmichael, his colleague on the SBC, came in 1987. She died in 2009 and Jean in 2017, but he is survived by the children of his first marriage, step-daughter Sheena and six grandchildren.
‘Guardian Society’ published two letters in response to David Donnison’s obituary:
Hugh Kerr wrote: David Donnisonwas one of my professors at the London School of Economics when I was a social work student in the 1960s. He was working on the Milner Holland report, which recommended rent control and security of tenure for privately rented tenants – in response to Rachmanism – and we would discuss ways of combating this in seminars. His recommendations were implemented by Harold Wilson’s Labour government of 1964-70 and worked very well, but were abolished by Margaret Thatcher’s Conservatives in the 1980s and sadly not reintroduced by the Blair or Brown governments.
I met David last at the Celtic Connections festival in Glasgow in January, when he agreed that rent control must be brought back and was hopeful that this might happen in Scotland. David was very much in tune with Scottish life when he moved to Glasgow. On the big antiwar demo in Glasgow in 2003 I asked who he was going to vote for in the upcoming Scottish parliament elections. He replied: “Tommy Sheridan and the Scottish Socialists, of course!”
Pen Keyte wrote: The description of David Donnison as a “bottom-up” person jogged a felicitous memory. From 1979 I was part of a small team writing teaching and learning materials for the then Youth Opportunities Programme. We published a magazine about rights and responsibilities for 16-year-olds, and wanted to include a page on benefits. Someone had the bright idea of attempting to contact David, who was then chair of the Supplementary Benefits Commission. I rang its number and to my surprise got straight through to him. I asked if we could publish his photograph at the top of our information page, with a speech bubble saying “It’s your right!” He thought for a moment, and then to our amazement and delight, said, simply: “Yes.”
A Bottom Up Man:
Hugh Kerr (born 9 July 1944) is a Scottish politician and a former lecturer in social policy at the Poly of North London. The North London Poly gained a terrible reputation from the mid-1970s onwards as a result of its ‘disruptive students’. They may have been tossers, but perhaps their lecturers were and they knew it. In 1984, Lords Hansard recorded a session in which Lord Max Beloff suggested that the North London Poly should be closed. Lord Max was friends with Ioan Bowen Rees, the Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council. Lord Max’s son Michael Beloff QC is a friend of Miranda and Cherie and famously ensured that the 1996 Jillings Report was made available to no-one but lawyers and insurers and was subsequently pulped. See post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake’. Other peers who chipped in agreeing that the students were revolting included Lord Cledwyn, the Windbags’ friend who was also a friend of Dafydd and the gang and Lord Annan, aka Noel Annan, who as VC of London University concealed medical research fraud and the criminal conduct of the Top Docs who facilitated the Westminster Paedophile Ring. See previous posts.
Hugh Kerr served as the Labour MEP for Essex West & Hertfordshire East, 1994- 99. Upon his election in 1994, Kerr based his euro-constituency office in the marginal constituency of Harlow, providing support for the local Labour party and its nominee Bill Rammell. Bill Rammell was Miranda’s Minister for HE who simply kept telling academics who were explaining to him that Miranda’s HE reforms were wrecking universities and would never work that they would work and that will soon become clear. Bill’s reward for remaining firmly in denial as VCs told Miranda ‘this really is not working’ was to be given a university of his own to play with – the University of Bedfordshire – as VC. Lord Adonis, who invented some of the insane policies inflicted upon universities by Miranda, has admitted that the policies didn’t work and they are now being reversed.
One group of sociologists of education who were explaining why Miranda’s and Bill’s policies would never work were the team based at London Met University, Prof Diane Reay and her colleagues. Diane and co were treated so badly by the VC of London Met that they all left for other institutions. The London Met used to be known as the North London Poly.
Hugh Kerr fell out with the New Labour Gov’t not long after the 1997 General Election – when Rammell was elected as Harlow’s MP – accusing Miranda of “stalinist tendencies” for planning to abolish all current euro-constituencies and for introducing a party list regional system for future European elections and to stifle any criticism by Labour MEPs.
Kerr was suspended by the NEC and later expelled from the Labour Party along with fellow dissident Ken Coates MEP, with whom he then formed the Independent Labour Network. He left the Party of European Socialists and joined forces with the Green Group in the European Parliament, becoming the first Scottish Socialist Party (SSP) MEP. Kerr lost the seat in June 1999.
After a period living in Australia, Kerr returned to Scotland and worked as Press Officer to Tommy Sheridan MSP. In the May 2003 Scottish Parliamentary Elections, Kerr stood as the unsuccessful SSP candidate for East Lothian. Kerr resigned from the SSP in September 2006 to become the Press Officer of Solidarity, a new party led by Sheridan, but left the party in 2011 to join the SNP. Kerr resigned from the SNP in 2016, in protest against SNP Leader Nicola Sturgeon holding a copy of the ‘Scottish Sun’.
Kerr was a defence witness in HM Advocate v Sheridan and Sheridan.
Tommy Sheridan was the subject of a great deal of highly publicised litigation some years ago. Allegations were published by a Murdoch owned newspaper that Sheridan was a swinger and had visited a swinger’s venue in Manchester. Sheridan angrily denied it. There were a number of trials as a result with various people giving directly conflicting evidence. More than one person perjured themselves. Tommy Sheridan won one case against Murdoch et al and there was much celebrating in public which pissed the Daily Mail off. There was then further litigation which resulted in Tommy Sheridan being convicted of perjury. He was jailed. If Tommy Sheridan had perjured himself, he was definitely not the only person who had; he could not have been, the sheer amount of conflicting evidence can only mean that more than one person committed perjury. Yet Sheridan was the only one charged. See previous posts for details of the Sheridan-related litigation.
Hugh Kerr knows something about all of that, as do many other people in the Scottish Labour Party, the SNP and the various parties that Tommy Sheridan has led.
A few thoughts:
I have mentioned previously that two of my friends who stood by me throughout the Dafydd Years knew Jack McConnell when they were all at Stirling University. Lord Jack used his knowledge of what was happening to me to shaft my friends and bag himself a series of political positions increasing in seniority until Lord Jack ended up as FM of Scotland. Lord Jack is a big mate of Gordon Brown. My friends were also at Stirling with Tommy Sheridan, but they didn’t know him. Stirling was quite a political university in the 1980s and it was through activism at Stirling University that my friends went on demos, including those at Faslane that Kay Carmichael et al were involved with. I remember my friends telling me at the time just how difficult and unscrupulous those involved with the activism, including the organisers of the Faslane demos, were. Most of those activists, particularly the ones who became politicians, knew about the organised abuse on Clydeside and criminal activity on the part of Kay et al. They all kept silent about that while banging on about the Socialism and Commitment to the Poor and how they were the only Genuine Ones.
They ALL cheated the Poor and sold them down the river, the whole bloody lot of them. It is such a sewer that no-one has dared tell the truth about the Tommy Sheridan case; they all hate Murdoch, but Murdoch et al, rightly or wrongly, had Tommy Sheridan jailed for perjury and somewhere along the way a few other perjurers were not charged and no-one ever explained why.
Murdoch is now married to Jerry, who is the former partner of Mick and before that was the partner of Bryan. I have discussed Mick and Bryan’s links to those we know and love previously on this blog…
So who’s going to tell the truth regarding what Murdoch did to ensure that Tommy Sheridan was jailed then?
Tommy Sheridan gained a following in Clydeside as the socialist alternative to New Labour.
Hugh Kerr currently writes on opera for Scottish arts website The Wee Review.
The University of Glasgow’s website provided information about David Donnison’s second wife Kay after her death in 2009:
Catherine “Kay” MacIntosh Carmichael (nee Rankin) was a social reformer and policy adviser who was a Senior Lecturer in the School of Social Study (later the Department of Social Work and Social Administration). She was responsible for developing the UK’s first training programme for probation officers.
My post ‘Only One Died’ discusses the collusion of the Probation Service with organised abuse and the associated serious crime since at least the 1960s.
Born in Glasgow’s east end in 1925, she experienced a difficult childhood, partly due to her parents’ fragile marriage and partly also to her contracting polio, which resulted in her spending a long period in hospital and only gradually recovering the use of her limbs. This left her with a slight disability which was well disguised, but the effects remained with her in later life. A harsh convent school education had the saving grace that itencouraged her to become an avid reader. Wartime evacuation to Dumfries provided relief before a return to Glasgow and somewhat irregular schooling, which was supplemented by visits to the Tollcross public library and a voracious reading programme.
She gained a social work diploma from Edinburgh University and became a psychiatric social worker in the late 1950s, working with inmates and wardens in prisons and borstals in an attempt to reassess the conditions there and try to put policies in place to offer help and rehabilitation to offenders.
Previous posts eg. ‘The Vermin Club’ have discussed the quite mad and abusive Top Docs who were senior colleagues of Dafydd’s and others in his network who were based in Scotland and ‘trained’ psychiatric social workers in those days. Psychiatry was so rotten that Kay Carmichael will have participated in some dreadful acts. Most of the ‘offenders’ with whom she worked will have experienced criminal conduct at the hands of professional people, including Kay’s own colleagues.
She was appointed a Social casework tutor at the University’s School of Social study in 1963 becoming a lecturer in 1967, a senior lecturer in 1974 and an honorary lecturer in 1981. She was a well respected and influential teacher who inspired her students by her determination to fight for social justice.
Glasgow University colluded with abuse and that collusion was endemic within staff of the Medical School and their social work colleagues. It is nonsensical to talk of any of them fighting for social justice, they simply did not, although they were demonstrating at Faslane. Those we know and love who have connections to Glasgow are fond of waving their credentials about, but they have very obviously not effected change for people having a hard time in Glasgow, although they made very comfortable lives for themselves. I am thinking of eg. Top Docs Jerry Morris and Sam Galbraith of Socialist Principles who were Committed To The Poor and senior social worker Jane Aldgate.
Professor Alexis Jay, who is currently failing to achieve anything at all by Chairing the IICSA, spent years working as a social worker in the Glasgow area, before she was eventually appointed to the most senior position in Scottish social work by Lord Jack. See post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – The Scottish Play’. As for Glasgow University as a whole, well that’s been run by Top Doc Sir Kenneth Calman for years now, the Sir Ken who knows all about the Westminster Paedophile Ring and Dafydd’s part in it, as well as the rampant research fraud in cancer research. It was successfully managing that lot which resulted in Sir Ken becoming CMO of Scotland and then of England and Wales. Sir Ken is the dad of BBC comedy favourite Susan Calman. Sir Ken has been an adviser to the SNP for many years. See previous posts.
Glasgow University also of course educated John Smith, Derry Irvine, Donald Dewar, Menzies Campbell… See previous posts.
She was an active member of the Labour Party for around 50 years and spent a lot of her time campaigning for the rights of minority groups and against nuclear war and weapons. Having married Neil Carmichael, Glasgow Labour MP in 1948, the marriage was later dissolved and she married Professor David Donaldson in 1987. When Tony Blair was elected leader of the Labour Party in 1994 she resigned her membership and latterly, after a spell in the Scottish Socialist Party, she became an active member of the Scottish National Party.
She graduated with a PhD from Glasgow in 2001 when she was 76 years old. Her thesis was titled ‘A Post-Christian Perception of Sin and Forgiveness’. She died on 26 December 2009.
Kay’s obituary in ‘The Scotsman’ told us:
KAY Carmichael, a Glaswegian who did her first social studies at Edinburgh University, was a highly respected social scientist, criminologist, lecturer, writer and fiery activist on behalf of multiple causes ranging from gay rights – when that was not just unfashionable but downright dangerous in Glasgow – to getting American nuclear missiles out of her homeland. Having overcome childhood polio, a broken home and little formal schooling, she spent her life as a psychiatric social worker, studying the lives and problems of her fellow Scots, mostly the poor, the jobless, thehomeless, the single mums and others without a voice, then suggesting ways of improving those lives. She did so not from any academic ivory tower but from knowledge gained first-hand from the streets, including the east end of Glasgow, where she was born. Carmichael was an unabashed daughter of Red Clydeside. She was a staunch socialist, a member of the Independent Labour Party from the age of 20,
As was Richard Titmuss’s mate Professor Jerry Morris (see previous posts).
and served for a time as an adviser to Harold Wilson’s Labour government on social policy and Scottish affairs.
The Harold Wilson who’s Gov’t rearranged the furniture to conceal the Westminster Paedophile Ring, thus allowing it to expand and become an international trafficking ring.
In her later years, however, she become disillusioned with Labour’s direction, quitting the party after Tony Blair was elected leader in 1994, saying he was an “insult” to the Labour movement and that she could not remain a member of a party led by such a man.
Miranda simply took a leaf out of Harold Wilson’s book and shored up his position by systematically placing people who had concealed organised abuse and criminality into senior Gov’t positions.
Until her death, she became a passionate member of the SNP
Sir Ken Calman welcomes you! Anyone for Alex Salmond?
and an outspoken critic of British involvement in Iraq and Afghanistan. She was once jailed for 14 days after breaking through the perimeter fence of the Polaris nuclear missile base at Faslane, on the Gareloch, and plantingflowers as a symbol of peace. She did her “time” in Cornton Vale women’s prison in Stirling, where she confounded the wardens with her wit and erudition.
After she was released Kay remained schtum about all the women in Cornton Vale who were there because they had complained about being abused in care or in the psych system. Some of them might have been her clients…
She was a proud founding member of the self-styledGareloch Horticulturists, or “Horts” for short, women who would stage “guerrilla”raids into the Faslane base, armed only with vegetable or flower bulbs. Throughout her life she was a regular visitor to the “peace camp” among the trees across the A814 from the Faslane base. For much of her life Carmichael was perhaps best-known as the wife and stalwart of Neil Carmichael, Labour MP for Glasgow’s Woodside and, later, Kelvingrove, who would eventually become Lord Carmichael of Kelvingrove. She would have become Lady Carmichael but by the time he was given the title the couple had drifted apart after more than 30 years of marriage. They eventually divorced in the 1980s.
She was said to have been offered a peerage during Wilson’s term but felt uncomfortable with the idea of a title and turned it down.
It wouldn’t have done her image much good.
She would go on to marry David Donnison, now professor emeritus and an honorary senior research fellow at Glasgow University’s department of urban studies. If the term “psychiatric social worker” sounds a bit abstract to most of us, Carmichael visited prisons, including Glasgow’s Barlinnie, to study the psychology of inmates and, indeed, wardens, in the hope of bridging the gap between them and ofgiving prisoners a better chance of returning to society without rejection.
Barlinnie was notorious for the inhumane treatment of people who had already experienced a great deal of inhumanity.
More famously, although by then she was an academic in her 50s, she spent three months incognito in the 1970s in the Glasgow East End community of Lilybank, not far from where she was born. She was deputy chair of the British government’s Supplementary Benefits Commission at the time – assigned to study and assess what benefits should be paid to which people – and she decided that could not be done from behind a desk. She rented a flat in Lilybank and told her neighbours she was, like them, living on benefits – in her case around 10.50 a week at the time. She believed that little white lie was in a goodcause.
I have met so many social workers who tell ‘little white lies’. Particularly when they have been involved in serious crime. Organised paedophile gangs, the fabrication of documentation, perjury. There is no end to the little white lies and it stems from the sort of deception that Kay perpetrated when she spied on her neighbours, because that is what it will have been. It could have been justified if Kay had improved their lot in life, but she didn’t.
And the fact is she did live on that amount for three months, suffering the same hardships as her fellow residents.
If Kay only did it for three months she won’t have suffered the same hardships as them. She will have already had a good supply of basics eg. household items, clothes etc and she would not have been treated like crap and fitted up for criminal offences by Top Docs and social workers. The fact that Kay thought it worth boasting that she had ‘lived like her neighbours’ for three whole months is self-explanatory.
After BBC TV based a series around Carmichael’s time in Lilybank – something she had not intended –
Then how did it happen?
she sprung to prominence in Scotland and to this day people who watched the series say they remember her voice as she related her experiences.
Just like all those who were wowed by Polly Toynbee’s 10 minute undercover stint as a minion in a hospital.
The series was also widely believed to have led to an increase in benefits for struggling families throughout the UK.
When did that happen then? Was it the Needy who received the increase in benefits or Scroungers? Are there not still many struggling families in Britain or have they only started struggling since Kay pegged out? I watched a lot of people struggling in north Wales during the 1980s and 90s as Kay achieved so much.
She went on to write two highly thought-of books, Ceremony of Innocence (1991) and Sin and Forgiveness (2003). Catherine “Kay” MacIntosh Rankin was born in the Glasgow district of Shettleston in 1925. Her father was a Protestant, her mother a Catholic, a mixed marriage which was a potentially lethal cocktail given the religious and social mores of the time. The on-off marriage, during which her soldier father disappeared for much of the time and her mother was an alcoholic midwife, did, however, give young Kay an insight into social relations in her home city that would guide her for the rest of her life. As an infant, she suffered from polio, still highly misunderstood at the time, lost the use of all her limbs and spent a longtime in Glasgow’s Royal Infirmary. She would later recover all but the full use of her left arm, a fact she disguised well. Many of her friends remained unaware of her disability, although it caused her increasing ill-effects in later life. As a result of her parents’ problems, she was sent to a convent school in Girvan, Ayrshire, aged four. She later recalled that it was mostly a nightmare experience under a “brutal” mother superior who humiliated her in front of the entire school for bedwetting.
Kay’s colleagues were doing the same to kids in care when Kay was helping the Poor. In north Wales they were gang raping them as well.
One nun, however, taught and encouraged her to read, which she did avidly for the rest of her life. During the Second World War she was only too happy to be evacuated to Dumfries, where she found herself in the care of a wealthy lady in a mansion called Trigony House, now a luxury hotel. She recalled dining with the lady, each at opposite ends of a long table, served by a butler, an experience which gave the working-class lass from Glasgow a new perspective and confidence.
Such experiences do happen, they happened to one of my friends, but they usually leave the person who has experienced them with a more nuanced take on society and politics than Kay had.
Back in Glasgow, never regularly in school, she took to visiting the Tollcross public library, often reading one book in the morning and another in the afternoon. She was a “speed reader” for the rest of her life, though her lack of education in mathematics left hersomewhat “numerically dyslexic”, according to friends.
Kay’s friends are unlikely to have been very numerate themselves, which suggests that Kay was very weak in this area. That will have been one way in which people could have really pulled the wool over Kay’s eyes; she couldn’t understand the data sets. It would also have meant that she couldn’t analyse anything herself so will have always had to depend on another’s analysis.
She married Neil Carmichael in 1948 and, after his stunning defeat of the Conservative candidate in Woodside in 1962, their three-room-and-kitchen home
They weren’t posh everyone! Don’t leave with the idea that they were in any way privileged.
at 53 Partick Hill Road, in Glasgow’s Hyndland district, became an “open house” and a hotbed of socialist idealism visited by politicians, students and others from far afield. Carmichael gained her first diploma in psychiatric social work at Edinburgh University.
The most elite university in Scotland with the most grandiose medics on earth. Even more grandiose than those in London and that takes some doing. I’ve been told that the Dept of Law in Edinburgh is completely up itself as well. Edinburgh University has educated many movers and shakers.
In later years, she became a senior lecturer in social administration at Glasgow University, where she set up the UK’s first course for training probation officers. She was also a member of the Kilbrandon Committee, which led to the 1968 Social Work Scotland Act and the establishment of “children’s panels” to help rather than punish children experiencing difficulties.
So what went wrong?
She was 76 when she gained a PhD from Glasgow in theology and English, not an honorary degree but one won after the usual years of study. Carmichael and her second husband spent their later years between Hillhead in Glasgow and a home on Easdale Island, Argyll. Friends described her as “an anarchist at heart”. With her usual wit, she preferred to describe herself as “a delinquent”.
Kay was a Gov’t adviser, a facilitator of the Westminster Paedophile Ring, owned multiple homes and was married to a Lord.
She died of a heart attack possibly related to “post-polio syndrome”, according to her daughter, Sheena, who said she had asked to be “played out” at Maryhill crematorium to Liza Minelli’s song Come to the Cabaret, followed by her beloved Red Flag. At her request, mourners will thereafter adjourn to a popular restaurant in Glasgow’s West End for “champagne and sausage rolls”.
With the emphasis on champagne.
Kay Carmichael is survived by her husband, her daughter and two grandchildren.
Compare and Contrast:
Kay, Who Helped The Poor and Lived Like Them:
Kay Carmichael, 1981
An Empowered Service User:
Glasgow, after all those years of Help from Kay and her friends telling Gov’ts and everyone else How To Do It:
Kay and her friends could have become very angry with the running dog Woy Jenkins down the road at Glasgow Hillhead, holding the fort for the SDP. None of them said a word.
The triumph of Kay, Sir Ken Calman and the rest of the People’s Army can be seen in Parkhead Hospital, Glasgow. Parkhead is located in the area that used to be the Gorbals. Parkhead was ear-marked for closure years ago but it is still in operation. I was unlawfully detained there some five years ago. I was assaulted repeatedly by Angels and I watched other patients assaulted. Patients were denied pain relief for agonising conditions and patients were detained for months without even being offered a change of clothes. There was blood, hair and bits of scalp on the walls of the shower. I and other patients witnessed staff forging the drug sheets and I was told by another patient that staff were stealing drugs. One morning at 4 am I witnessed it: one of their mates, a porter, turned up and was given boxes and boxes of drugs to take away and sell on the black market. There was hard core porn available on the TV on a subscribers only channel that had been organised by a member of staff. The law was broken daily.
I sent a detailed catalogue of all these incidents to the authorities at Parkhead and also to Alistair Carmichael, the Scottish Liberal MP who, at the time, had the remit for the NHS in Scotland. There was no investigation into any of it.
Alistair is a lawyer who graduated from Aberdeen. Cameron appointed him Secretary of State for Scotland under the Coalition Gov’t.
An elderly lady fell over in the corridor in Parkhead Hospital, because an Angel was herding her along faster than her walking frame would allow her to be herded. Not one member of staff even bothered to help her.
When I finally got out of Parkhead, I discovered that there had been numerous complaints and some deaths there. No-one in Scotland in Gov’t ever mentions Parkhead, they only ever mention Southern General, the flagship neurological centre that is one of the best in the the western world. Other NHS services are being relocated to Southern General as well. Imagine my surprise when I discovered that while I and others were rotting in Parkhead, a Dr Gwen Jones-Edwards was Clinical Director of Southern General. I remembered her; she was a jobbing psychiatrist at the Hergest Unit, who worked with Dafydd and the gang and scarpered when the Waterhouse Inquiry was underway. See previous posts.
So Sir Ken, how did one of Dafydd’s mates, who isn’t even a neurologist, end up as Clinical Director of Southern General, one of the biggest NHS investment projects that the UK has seen for decades?
Sir Ken was CMO when the Waterhouse Inquiry was launched and he was Chancellor of Glasgow University when I was in Parkhead and Gwen bagged that incredible number at Southern General.
See previous posts for details of my Parkhead-related nightmare and of course for Sir Ken’s previous.
As for the authors of that Fabian pamphlet that was discussed by Richard Crossman at his Brains Trust, they were as seriously implicated in the criminality as Kay and her husbands were.
The authors’ biographies on the pamphlet stated that: ‘Audrey works in a CAB in East London and regularly contributes to the ‘New Statesman’. He was author of ‘Casualties of the Welfare State’ (Fabian Tract 321) and ‘Tenants In Danger’ (Penguin Special).’
Lucille Hughes has been involved with the senior management of the CAB for many years now. She placed her minions in the CAB at lower levels. Ronnie Waterhouse was also involved with the CAB and more recently, Tal Michael, the son of Alun Michael – the former FM of Wales who knew about Dafydd and Lucille years ago – was not that long ago appointed as Chief Exec of Gwynedd CAB. See previous posts.
Audrey’s co-author Della Nevitt was described as ‘A Lecturer in Social Admin at the LSE. She is the author of ‘Housing Taxation and Subsidies’ (Thomas Nelson, 1966) and Editor of ‘Economic Problems of Housing’ (Macmillan, 1967)’.
Audrey and Della discussed the rent rebate ‘housing allowance’ system in their pamphlet and maintained that it must stay and that it was one of the successes of the welfare state. That system was still in place until recently and it exists in a modified form today. In the 1980s, there were huge scams as a result, with people moving into really swish accommodation, knowing that the rent allowance would foot the bill. Landlords benefited the most, because they just pushed their rents up knowing that the housing allowance would cover the astronomical rents. I suspect that the people who benefited most in north Wales were working in dear old Anglesey County Council. In the 1980s, they were famous for never, ever calculating the correct allowance; they always underestimated, no matter how modest the rent. One of my friends waited nearly a year for the correct allowance and in the end went out the the offices at Llangefni to see them. She was gobsmacked when they asked her ‘well how much do you want?’ – because they had no idea of the amount owed – so she told them. They wrote a cheque in front of her.
I know what will have been going on. People in Anglesey County Council will have been embezzling the money, there will have been no records kept so when they were faced with my friend in person, they had no other option than to ask her what the figure was…
Everyone knew this was happening. Including Dr D.G.E. Wood, because when I was still in touch with him, having no idea of what he was involved with, he told me that the corruption in the Housing and Planning Dept in Anglesey County Council was terrible. It was in the Social Services as well, that’s how Wood was able to run a trafficking ring.
A note on the pamphlet about the Fabian Society states that ‘it is not an organisation of armchair socialists’ and that its members are active in the Labour Parties, Trade Unions and Co-operatives…’representative of the Labour movement, practical people…’ That will explain their achievements.
Another Radical Conscience From the Mean Streets of Glasgow Who Fought For Social Justice:
Judith Hart who Fought For Women was the MP for a Clydeside constituency.
Other contributions to the world of socialism from Della Adam Nevitt include this volume:
Adela Adam Nevitt – it is definitely the same person, she used both names –
published ‘Housing in a Welfare State’, an article in the journal ‘Urban Studies’, February 1, 1977.
The abstract read:
No universally accepted concept of social justice underlies the provision of housing in the United Kingdom. For the last half century this has led to incrementalist housing policies which have not always been consistent with other welfare policies which have been more comprehensively conceived and applied. Using Scotland as an illustrative case, the practical consequences of social welfare policy in general and deprived areas in particular are described, and the absence of adequate protection for the most vulnerable members of society is noted.
Della Nevitt starred on BBC Radio 3 on 10 Sept 1969 at 6-30 pm in a programme called ‘People in Towns’ on urban poverty. It was described in the ‘Radio Times’ thus:
PETER TOWNSEND, Professor of Sociology at the University of Essex, and DELLA NEVITT Lecturer in Social Administration at the London School of Economics, talk to the radio tutor, ALAN F. SILLITOE, about the extent of urban poverty in Britain today and about means of alleviating it.
Produced by RON BLOOMFIELD
(Thirteenth of twenty programmes: broadcast in January. Next programme: tomorrow 6.30 pm. For publication see page 50).
Produced By: Ron Bloomfield
Previous posts have discussed Peter Townsend’s friendships with members of the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Townsend married his LSE student Jean Corston – now Baroness Jean – who grew up in Somerset and served as a Labour MP for a Bristol constituency. Baroness Jean has as much Wimmin’s Wisdom as did Kay Carmichael and has done nearly as much damage as a result of her helping the Poor.
A Professor Michael Nevitt, PhD is listed at the Department of Epidemiology and Biostatistics, University of California, San Francisco (UCSF), as the Associate Director, San Francisco Coordinating Center. I do not know if he is anything to do with Della…
While searching for information on these accessories, I found a Feb 1999 obituary of yet another Woman Who Helped, written by the mother of all accessories herself, Barbara Kahan:
SOCIAL WORK is everyday news as we approach the Millennium and it must be difficult for people to imagine that it was not always so. Joan Cooper played a leading role in many aspects of it, particularly child care, for 50 years during which major changes took place. Children mattered to her, not only collectively, but as individuals.
The standard line for every social worker who colluded with abuse and neglect.
She was born at the beginning of the First World War. After high school in Manchester she graduated in arts and history from Manchester University and completed training as a teacher.
It’s the Manchester contingent again.
At 27 she became an Assistant Director of Education in Derbyshire and acquired invaluable experience of local government while the war progressed and post-war Britain began to be planned and achieved.
Now it’s Derbyshire, the location of another one of the centres of long-standing organised abuse which by the 1960s was run by a gang linked to the gang in north Wales and staff were exchanged between Derbyshire and north Wales. The Jillings Panel, who during the mid-1990s investigated the abuse of children in the care of Clwyd County Council since 1974, admitted that the abuse was severe and inexcusable, but refused to speculate on whether a paedophile ring with links to other local authorities was involved. John Jillings, who Chaired the Panel, was the former Director of Derbyshire Social Services. See previous posts.
During the war the fate of Britain’s disadvantaged children was seen to be far worse than previously acknowledged. Evacuation revealed acute poverty, significant areas of neglect and the particular plight of children who “were deprived of a normal home life”. For them the rigours of the Poor Law – harsh physical conditions, poor staffing ratios and institutional living standards – were still commonplace and even voluntary organisations could be Dickensian in their methods.
The kids were being abused and forced into sex work during that era and the Joan Coopers who found out about it built on it rather than stopped it.
Post-war legislation to change Britain’s health, education and social services included the Children Act 1948, a landmark in abolishing the Poor Law and introducing a service for “deprived children” which would offer them care and opportunities like other children. The key figures in these changes would be Children’s Officers in charge of new Children’s Departments in each local authority, with a remit for enthusiasm, pioneering new methods and personal commitment to individual children.
The people who became Children’s Officers had worked and gained seniority in the previous system; the mistreatment of children continued.
Cooper became a Children’s Officer in 1948. She played an important role in the Children’s Officers Association, which became an instrument for debate and development with the Home Office, local authorities and other professions.
The Home Office was the organisation at the top of the pyramid which rubber-stamped and concealed the abusive practices.
On the association’s executive she helped to inaugurate in 1963 what is now the National Children’s Bureau, a voluntary organisation attracting all professional groups and interests in children and their needs and promoting research, development and good practice.
Barbara Kahan was involved with the NCB, along with social work academic Peter Righton. When Babs was asked why she worked with Righton, a convicted paedophile, she explained that Righton was very clever and had fooled her, because that’s what paedophiles do.
Oh yes they will, because paedophiles are Clever and somehow end up as social work managers, Gov’t advisers and Top Doctors.
In 1965 Cooper became Chief Inspector in the Home Office Children’s Department. This meant that, as well as responsibility for inspection of all childcare services, she had power to influence important developments such as the Children and Young Persons Act 1969, which brought a more enlightened attitude to young offenders, and the Local Authority Social Services Act 1970, which centralised social services into one department in each local authority.
In 1965, the Welsh Office had not yet assumed responsibility for health and social services. Cooper was the woman who said nothing about the brutality prevailing in the ‘children’s services’ in north Wales and Cheshire, which by then had employed/were employing people like Lucille Hughes and Beata Brookes, who within a few years were key figures in the massive trafficking ring established by Dafydd and John Allen.
Cooper was appointed as Chief Inspector of the Children’s Dept when Frank Soskice was Home Secretary, under Harold Wilson. Frank Soskice presided over a string of miscarriages of justice when he was in various legal offices and was a high profile Freemason. Soskice served as a Labour MP for a Birkenhead, then a Sheffield, then a Newport constituency. Soskice was a member of Inner Temple, along with the Havers’ family and Jeremy Thorpe. See previous posts for more info on Frank Soskice.
Frank Soskice’s son David is a Professor at the LSE.
Alongside a charismatic Under-Secretary, Derek Morrell, she initiated imaginative work through the Community Development Project, the Inspectorate’s Development Group which published many innovative reports and documents and the Youth Treatment Centres focused on a sensitive, inter-disciplinary approach to young offenders.
Derek Morrell was another one of Richard Crossman’s Houseparty guests. One of Derek’s Community Development Projects was located in Newcastle-upon-Tyne and involved Professor David Byrne, who has starred on this blog previously…
Social Services organisational changes locally and centrally in 1971 took Cooper and the Inspectorate to join the DHSS Social Welfare Service. She had to weld into a united body two professional groups with very different approaches. This mirrored local authorities’ struggles in setting up Social Services Departments and required all her experience and skill.
The organisational changes made no difference to the plight of the kids who were being abused and neglected. The same people were responsible for overseeing their welfare and the same people and politicians were responsible for overseeing the wider system. There was still no accountability even in the face of the most serious criminality.
It was in 1971 that Keith Joseph appointed Barbara Kahan as his children’s social work adviser.
When retirement came in 1976 she undertook a year’s training as a mature student at the National Institute for Social Work to prepare for the next stage of her life,
Peter Righton worked with the National Institute for Social Work. As did Tessa Jowell.
and be back in touch with the grass roots. Responsibilities in later years included chairing the Central Council for Education and Training in Social Work, 1984-86, and Parents for Children, 1979-87.
So Joan didn’t retire. She just went on to greater responsibilities to ensure that the criminality had no chance of being discovered and that future social workers were trained and supervised by, as well as answerable to Joan and the others who had facilitated criminal wrongdoing.
Joan Cooper was a very private person. For her, social work was a moral activity and she fiercely supported its ethical context in a period of considerable turbulence. She had no time for “fudge” and shallow thinking; she looked realities straight in the eye with a remorseless intellectual approach which was sometimes uncomfortable but always valuable. Personally she was kind and concerned for individuals and friends. It is a fitting bottom line that in 1998, at 84, she put energy and ideas into the celebrations involved in the initiative “50 Years of Child Care 1948-1998”.
1948: kids in care subjected to organised abuse concealed by Gov’t. Dissenters diverted into the psychiatric or criminal justice system.
The Earl Attlee
1998: kids in care subjected to organised abuse concealed by Gov’t. Dissenters diverted into the psychiatric or criminal justice system.
Joan Davies Cooper, childcare administrator: born Manchester 12 August 1914; Assistant Director of Education, Derbyshire County Council 1941- 48; Children’s Officer, East Sussex County Council 1948-65; Vice-President, National Children’s Bureau 1964-99; Chief Inspector, Children’s Department, Home Office 1965-71; Director, Social Work Service, DHSS 1971-76; Honorary Research Fellow, Sussex University 1979-99; died Brighton 15 January 1999.
Joan Cooper was Director of Social Work Service, DHSS, 1971-76: while Dafydd and John Allen expanded and expanded their business…
Dick Crossman’s ‘Diaries’ show that he is very concerned with how to reach the ‘really poor’, as opposed to Scroungers. Crossman is not only acutely conscious of Scroungers himself, but other people from both the Tory and Labour Parties keep telling him that he mustn’t dish out money to Scroungers. The Scroungers discourse that is a regular feature of Crossman’s ‘Diaries’ is as good as anything that Thatch and Tebbit ever conjured up. The threat of Scroungers is ever present, indeed a Scrounger lurks around every corner.
I was wondering whether the Scrounger of Crossman’s consciousness was perhaps a Long Haired Layabout or a Workman With A Bad Back, which as any fule kno were huge social problems in Britain during the late 1960s and 70s. Imagine my surprise when Crossman described a variety of Scrounger that was an even bigger and well-known problem: an abandoned wife who hasn’t really been abandoned at all, her husband is just nipping next door from time to time to enable the Scrounger to claim Social Security.
Crossman is told by his team – probably the Brains Trust – that this particular type of Scrounger is very difficult to catch out because it would involve spying on them, indeed even sneaking into the Scrounger’s house to catch her in bed with her husband and there could well be complaints if the DHSS began doing that. Crossman doesn’t have a problem with the idea of DHSS folk concealing themselves in the bedrooms of Scroungers, but he does realise that a few other people might. It wasn’t a problem in Apartheid South Africa, Gov’t officials were notorious for doing their Peeping Tom bit in an attempt to catch black people and white people in bed together, Crossman was clearly inspired by that.
On one occasion two young Oxford graduates who work for the DHSS drop into the Houseparty to run a few ideas past Crossman re Scroungers and Crossman muses that they were very impressive. He wishes that there were more graduates working for the DHSS on the front line, but when he told DHSS managers that he’d like those assessing people for Supplementary Benefit to receive an education in social sciences, it was explained that if they were educated they would not be able to carry out their jobs effectively and would start mulling on unnecessary complexities and theoretical problems, whereas their job was to assess people’s need for Supplementary Benefit as quickly as possible and ensure that payments weren’t made to Scroungers.
Some years ago Brown and I carried out an oral history project with older people who grew up in rural north Wales during the 1950s and 60s and one lady whom we interviewed detailed memories of the absolute bastard of the Supplementary Benefit man who used to visit her widowed mother to assess the family. She described him as effectively rifling through the family’s rather sparse and threadbare undies and quibbling over everything that her mum had in the house. He also used to conceal himself in the locality before announcing his presence in an attempt to catch the family spending money like drunken sailors. Not that the family ever extracted much dosh out of Crossman’s official; the kids were given parcels of clothes rather than money with which to buy clothes and the clothes were as foul as possible to ensure that the Scroungers were identified and marginalised at school.
One body campaigning on behalf of Scroungers from whom Crossman found himself subjected to ‘continuous criticism’ was the Child Poverty Action Group. Which ironically was founded by Abel-Smith and Titmuss and starred their LSE colleague and Labour Party adviser Professor Peter Townsend. See previous posts. So there was presumably a bit of infighting within the Brains Trust.
For all Richard Crossman’s mulling over Scroungers, the reality of the largesse of the welfare system did now and then clobber him. Crossman watched a BBC 2 programme on the NHS. It was the sort of PR vehicle for the NHS that the BBC excels in screening and Crossman was delighted to see film footage of the elderly being put to bed by caring Angels. Crossman commented that the BBC 2 programme made the hospital look wonderful, but noted in his diary that he knew what that place and others were really like and they were so grim that he was grateful that as a man of considerable means he would not end up in one himself.
On Sep 20 1968, Crossman goes on an official tour of inspection of Oxford. His first stop is at the Social Security Office, where he is told that the effect of Oxford University has been to ‘increase drug addiction’ and that ‘it is brought in by the women who come down from the north to consort with these young men…they lead a strange life, if they marry a student and can’t get a wife’s allowance from their own local authority, they come to us for Supplementary Benefit and for their children as well’. Crossman remarked ‘that Oxford has changed a good deal since I was a Councillor [Crossman was the Leader of the Labour Group on Oxford City Council, 1934-40].
Indeed, Oxford went from this:
It was all the fault of the hordes of drug addicted northern women who stormed the Oxford Union seeking a Ted Heath as a Mate. Ann Widdecombe was probably one of them.
After hearing how the neighbourhood had gone downhill, Crossman went on to Littlemore, an asylum: ‘I went there once when I was a Councillor…a Dickensian nightmare of huge great shadowy halls, with about 150 people in each. As you come in they crowded around you, women with their grey hair in disorder and long nails… It was a kind of nightmare madhouse’. Someone should have explained to this member of the security services that he too would look like that if Dafydd had kept him in a dungeon. When I went to Denbigh everyone crowded around me. It wasn’t because they were nutters, it was because I was the first new face that they’d seen for ages and they were being grossly abused so they asked the new face to help them.
When Crossman got to Littlemore, he was delighted to see that the halls had been painted and that there were curtains up now and the Angels told him that the padded cells had disappeared. They didn’t tell him that they had been renamed seclusion rooms. Crossman continues: ‘this revolution has been carried out in the last 12 years by a European Jew called Dr Mandelbrote. One finds these adventurous things in modern medicine and it strikes me how reckless doctors are allowed to be and what enormous risks they are allowed to take.’ Including the friend of so many of Crossman’s inner circle :
Crossman walked around Littlemore with the Chairman of the Regional Health Board, ‘the great Dame Isabel’. He was told that what Mandelbrote had done at Littlemore ‘had already produced intense opposition from most of the doctors’.
Later on in the day, Crossman visited the geriatric hospital at Cowley, ‘which had been attacked so savagely in Mrs Robb’s book ‘Sans Everything’…met another tremendously energetic dynamic Central European doctor…’ Crossman explains that this Top Doc’s philosophy was to keep the old folk out of bed and moving; ‘he has stimulated the nurses to shove the old people and only let the acute cases stay in bed. Everybody must be outside’. Crossman notes that this approach ‘requires much higher quality staff than most of these huge old geriatric hospitals possess. If you take second rate nurses and encourage them to push the old people around there will be slappings and cruelties as well and some of this had apparently happened here… the woman who is in charge of the staff problems…told me that the staff in both these hospitals hate the doctors because they make the work infinitely more difficult…it’s much easier to have old people dying in bed. Is it ever possible to get staff capable of carrying out the new ideas, the revolution in geriatric care? That’s what was worrying me as I left.’
Readers might remember from my post ‘Uncle Harry’s Friends…’ that ‘Cowley’ was the long-stay institution in which Dame Rosemary Rue secured a job when she was a junior doctor after having been mistreated and hampered by her senior colleagues. Rosemary Rue discovered something so grim among the practices at this hospital, located in an area of organised abuse which was concealed by the local psychiatrists, that Rosemary’s career took an upward trajectory from then on, with Rosemary eventually ending up as Regional Director of the NHS covering the Oxfordshire region and of course a Dame.
Members of Crossman’s Brains Trust were personally known to Dafydd and they all knew, including Crossman, just how bad things were at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. Much worse than at Cowley Road and Littlemore…
Barbara Robb’s famous book ‘Sans Everything’ detailed the appalling conditions in which elderly patients were living in long-stay institutions, with reference to Cowley Road Hospital. See previous posts. Barbara Robb is viewed as a hero these days, one of the original whistleblowers, but she received a lot of flak at the time (as did the man who blew the whistle on the Ely Hospital Scandal in the late 1960s). Dafydd’s mate Sir Kenneth Robinson wrote a White Paper attempting to defend the horrors that Barbara Robb had witnessed at Cowley Road and Crossman, while telling everyone that Barbara Robb was exaggerating and that of course things were not as bad as she alleged, concealed abuse in such institutions. It was why the North Wales Hospital Denbigh was never the subject of a Public Inquiry, although it was known to be worse than Ely. It was so bad that no-one dared investigate.
Crossman’s mate the great Dame Isabel Graham Bryce died in June 1997 – six months after the Waterhouse Inquiry opened. The Indie published her obituary:
It was for her work on the Oxford Regional Hospital Board (1963- 72) and also for her chairmanship of the National Nursing Staff Committee (1967-75) that Isabel Graham Bryce was, in 1968, appointed DBE. In her long working life, she set herself goals which were beyond mere personal ambition: she took an intense and genuine interest in the welfare of others, high and low, and she applied a systematic approach – derived, no doubt, from her early scientific training – to achieve what she saw as right and fitting.
She was born in 1902, the fourth of five children, in Belfast, where her father, James Lorrain Smith, was a professor of pathology. She was only two years old when the family moved – first to Manchester and then to Edinburgh, where her father became Dean of the Medical Faculty. Her father’s chairmanship of the English Association meant that his family met many of the writers of the day – Yeats and Masefield for instance – when they came to lecture and to read.
Her mother was much involved in good works; she set the example of community work which her four daughters followed. However, when Isabel went to her first job after graduating MA from Edinburgh University, she followed in the footsteps of her father, who had been on a Home Office committee investigating humidity and ventilation in cotton weaving sheds: her project was to study the effects of humidity in shoe factories in Leicester.
She took a year off to do psychological research in Cambridge under Sir Frederick Bartlett, and in 1928 became a factory inspector – an unusual job for a woman in those days – and went to work first in London then in Manchester. In later years she would recall the lip-reading skills of the cotton spinners and how the inspectors had to be careful of what they said, even in the deafening noise of the factories.
At the end of the war she returned to Manchester, a member of the National Council of Women and of the Federation of University Women, but also on the board of the Manchester Children’s Hospital on which she had served briefly before going to Canada. She led a team investigating the work of nurses at the Children’s Hospital, with the result that when the National Association of Hospital Management Committees was formed she was aManchester representative and later a member of the General Nursing Council. Parallel with this she was a magistrate on the senior and juvenile courts.
A move to Sussex when her husband retired in 1955 meant that commuting to London was easier. Fellow commuters were used as information sources and sounding boards. Through one of them, Lord Beeching, she was later invited to join the board of British Transport Hotels as a non-executive director, a post she held for 16 years; her main preoccupation was the working and living conditions of the staff.
Something different, but not out of character, was her five years with the new Independent Television Authority. Her concern for people and feel for efficiency together with her lively awareness of current affairs led to her working with great enthusiasm with such a group, planning and monitoring programmes and getting the feedback of public reaction.
Concurrently, and having moved in the meantime to Berkshire, she became in 1963 Chairman of the Oxford Regional Hospital Board. The region was a large one, embracing not only Oxfordshire but also Buckinghamshire, west Berkshire, parts of Wiltshire and Gloucestershire and Northamptonshire; it included Grendon Underwood and Stoke Mandeville. Her nine years in the position – three periods of office – were the high point of her career: she used all her abilities, drive and, above all, her efficient handling of committees and government officials (including nine ministers), to make this large region an outstanding one.
During a complete reorganisation of the NHS, she chaired the National StaffCommittee co-ordinating personnel changes through to 1975. She held no more official positions after 1978 but continued to be involved in voluntary organisations such as the League of Friends of the Radcliffe Infirmary, the Zonta International Women’s Organisation and the Motor Neurone Disease Association…
Isabel Lorrain Smith, public servant: born Belfast 30 April 1902; Investigator, Industrial Fatigue Research Board 1926-27; HM Inspector of Factories 1928- 34; Centre Organiser, WVS, Manchester 1938-39; Director of Organisation, Ontario Division, Canadian WVS 1941-42; Technical Adviser, American WVS 1942-43; Research Fellow, Fatigue Laboratory, Harvard University 1943- 44; Vice-President, Princess Christian College, Manchester 1953-97; Chairman, Oxford Regional Hospital Board 1963-72; Chairman, National Nursing Staff Committee 1967-75; DBE 1968; Chairman, National Staff Committee 1969-75; director, British Transport Hotels 1962-79, consultant 1979-81; married 1934 Alexander Graham Bryce (died 1968; two sons); died Oxford 29 April 1997.
One of Dame Isabel’s colleagues was Dr J.O.F. (John Owen Fisher) Davies. From 1949-67, JOF Davies was Senior Administrative Medical Officer to the Oxford Regional Hospital Board. From 1961-63, JOF was seconded to the Ministry of Health as Senior Principal Medical Officer. JOF’s obituary in the BMJ states that it was JOF and his colleague John Ravens who ensured that Enoch Powell’s 1961 Hospital Plan was ‘made possible’ by implementing it in their own regions. Enoch Powell’s 1961 Hospital Plan was written by Powell after he visited the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and was so horrified at what he saw that he told the reception committee that he would not allow them to do this to people, returned to London and wrote the Hospital Plan which included closing every asylum in Britain. But, as previous posts have explained, Powell didn’t do that. Someone leaned on him, he completely dropped the subject of closing the asylums and the Hospital Plan was rewritten as the Hospital Programme, which included Powell’s original plans to build a lot of new hospitals but dropped the plans to close the asylums. So JOF’s BMJ obituary – published in March 1978 – involved a sleight of hand. JOF seemed to have been instead one of the people who threw a spanner in the works of the Hospital Plan. JOF would have had a very good reason to do that; JOF was a mate of Gwynne the lobotomist!
Like Gwynne, JOF qualified at the Middlesex Hospital, in JOF’s case in 1931. Pretty much at the same time as Gwynne. JOF was Deputy Medical Officer of Health to the Borough of Willesden and Principal Assistant Medical Officer to Middlesex County Council.He was later Deputy Senior Administrative Medical Officer to the North West Metropolitan Regional Board and then in 1949, JOF took up the senior role with Oxford Regional Hospital Board.
JOF would have known Sir Charles Evans as well, Principal of UCNW for the best part of 30 years until 1984, while Dafydd and the gang were given complete freedom within the institution. Sir Charles was not only a 1953 Everest Hero but he was a neurosurgeon who had trained at and then worked in Oxford. See post ‘Meet The Gwerin!’
So Gwynne’s mate had domain over the Region which covered the Dreaming Spires! Gwynne’s mate was the senior administrative Top Doctor who was responsible for the bins which contained the witnesses to the crimes of those in the Dreaming Spires! No wonder Dame Rosemary Rue did so well for herself after taking a look into the sewer.
It gets better. Gwynne’s mate did a few other things as well. When the Council for the Professions Supplementary to Medicine was formed in 1961, JOF was one of the members.In 1967 JOF became Secretary of the Central Committee on Postgraduate Medical Education and in 1970, when the Council for Postgraduate Medical Education was formed, he became the first Secretary.
In 1965, the year after Dafydd was appointed as a consultant to the North Wales Hospital, JOF was given a CBE and was appointed honorary physician to Lilibet.
Lilibet: patients who complained of being sexually assaulted were lobotomised. Children were gang-raped and forced to have sex with animals while they were filmed. Witnesses were murdered. Your honorary personal physician was mates with the people who were doing it. As was Geoffrey Chamberlain, who was also a pal of Sir George Pinker, another Top Doc to the Royals. When Chamberlain worked in Washington in the mid-1960s, he illegally aborted late gestation foetuses, conducted live experiments on them and then killed them. See post ‘Now Then…’
I’ll wait for a comment from you on my blog Lilibet. My friend was murdered because I discussed that vile old Gwynne with her. Never mind making mealy-mouthed statements that can be interpreted as support for Europe, you need to fucking well abdicate and forget about any member of your dysfunctional family taking over from you. Backstairs Billy and his penchant for young boys is nothing compared to this.
The gang-rapes and murders were recorded by the security services. They were never made public because the trail lead to the Royal Family. The sex offences and murders continued.
On July 18 1968 Richard Crossman noted that Labour had held on in the Caerphilly by-election but with a hugely reduced majority. He discussed the matter with Emrys Jones. John Emrys Jones was the Secretary and organiser of the Labour Party in Wales. The Dictionary of Welsh Biography tells us that:
He was born on 12 March 1914, the son of William and Elizabeth Susan Jones. They lived at 5 Harris Terrace, Penrhiwceiber in the Cynon Valley. He was educated at a secondary school at Mountain Ash, but left school at fourteen years of age. He worked as a shop assistant, 1928—29, a railwayman, 1929—33, for the Rootes motor factory, 1933—36, and as a railwayman again, 1936—49. He joined the National Union of Railwaymen aged sixteen, arranged his first political meeting when he was 17 and three years later had been elected chairman of the Aberdare branch of the NUR.
The NUR was a powerful union in parts of south Wales and the backing of the NUR could take one a long way if one was not in an area where the NUM dominated. See previous posts.
Like so many of his generation, he studied quietly at home and contributed regularly to the NUR Magazine. He began to organise political meetings at the age of eighteen and he was particularly moved by the sight of miners in the dole queue in the Cynon Valley in the 1930s; this was to become a major influence on his thinking and political outlook. In 1942 he left his post at Aberaman station to move to Cardiff where he held a number of positions under the NUR and was elected a member of Cardiff City Council – the youngest member of the council at the time.
There have been problems with endemic corruption in Cardiff City Council in its various incarnations stretching back to the middle years of the 20th century at least. Some Cardiff City Councillors eg. Lord Jack Brooks (see previous posts) became incredibly powerful and the city was run as a fiefdom. Allegations of Masonic corruption were a running theme and George Thomas’s name cropped up in many rotten deals between business and the local authority.
Emrys Jones was the first full-time, salaried regional organiser for the Labour Party in the south-west, 1949-60, the West Midlands, 1960-65, and for the Labour Party Wales from 1965 until his retirement in 1979. He was a regular at the ‘Welsh night’ at the Labour Party annual conferences and built up a close relationship with Jim Griffiths MP who was to become the first Secretary of State for Wales in 1964. During these years he was also secretary of the South Wales region of the Labour Party.
Emrys Jones was busy in the Labour Party in Wales while Dafydd and the gang expanded their empire and literally ran north Wales and while George Thomas and others molested away unhampered. Previous posts have discussed how the Welsh Office was rotten from its establishment, Jim Griffiths being the safe pair of hands whom could be relied upon to get it off to a thoroughly corrupt start. See eg. post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’.
He built skilfully on the efforts of the regional secretaries who had preceded him, notably Cliff Prothero. Emrys Jones was a notably dedicated and skilful organiser who made a major contribution to help the Labour Party to repel the challenge of nationalism in the valleys of south Wales, notably at the by-elections at Rhondda West (1967), Caerphilly (1968) and Merthyr Tydfil (1972).
Those presenting that ‘challenge’ included people such as Ioan Bowen Rees and Dafydd Wigley, who colluded with and concealed the criminality of Dafydd’s gang and who knew that the gang was supplying kids to Westminster figures, including George Thomas…
Therewere also severe internal difficulties within the local Labour Parties in Merthyr Tydfil and Pembrokeshire. He set up a series of working groups to examine pressing issues and to re-define and formulate new policies. He also took steps to ensure that the new position of research assistant was established at Transport House in Cardiff so that the party in Wales would not have to rely entirely on its London headquarters. He also helped to formulate his party’s policies on devolution and the Welsh language.
Devolution and the Welsh language were enormously divisive issues in the Labour Party in Wales. George Thomas and others were opposed to devolution and hostile to the Welsh language, whereas people Like Lord Cledwyn were desperate for a Welsh Parliament and were first language Welsh speakers. See previous posts. The Windbag was one of those who opposed devolution and was unsympathetic to Welsh, which is why so many people in Gwynedd loathed the Windbag. The irony is that Lord Cledwyn was a big wig who was a personal friend of Lady Windbag’s mum and dad and was the man who attached a jet engine to the Windbag’s early years in politics. So naturally when Lord Cledwyn was thrown overboard in 1979 after all those years as the Labour MP for Anglesey (see previous posts), loyally colluding with Dafydd’s criminality, the Windbag didn’t give a bugger.
He sawthe case for a measure of devolution as part of the reform of local government and advocated an all-Wales tier of government controlled by about forty nominated bodies. This model, he argued, could be a precedent for Scotland and the historical provinces of England. Indeed in 1974 he was sent to Scotland by Labour Party leaders to outline the thrust of the devolution policies which were being developed in Wales. Jones was conspicuously even-handed in the struggle within the Labour Party in Wales between the pro—-and the anti-devolutionists. In his heart of hearts, he cherished a hope that Wales would eventually benefit immensely from a democratically elected assembly sitting at Cardiff.
Wales eventually got one of those. I was daft enough to vote for it as well because I was sick of Wales being shafted by Westminster. I didn’t realise that the Welsh Assembly would just be seen as an employment opportunity for Dafydd’s mates. As far as I can see, the only three people in the Welsh Assembly who have conducted themselves properly with regard to admitting that there are major problems in the NHS in north Wales are Darren Millar, Mark Isherwood and Dafydd El. Two Tories and a peer. What has Uncle Harry’s nephew got to say about that?
From the early 1970s he was a warm supporter of the need to set up a Welsh language television channel, and he established a group to explore how this could best be achieved.
This was only achieved by a delegation of ‘three wise men’ paying a visit to Willie Whitelaw and telling him that they wanted S4C and that Thatch had better give it to them or else. The three wise men were Gwilym Williams (the Bishop of Bangor and Archbishop of Wales), Alwyn Roberts of UCNW and another paedophiles’ friend. The bargaining tool was Dafydd and the gang, including Sir Peter Morrison. See post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’.
He also pressed for the award of adequate compensation to the disabled quarrymen of north Wales who had suffered from diseasecaused by rock-dust and their dependants,
Politicians who doubled up as paedophiles’ friends made much of their support for those quarrymen. Look at the detail: every deal thrashed out for the quarrymen was woefully inadequate and somehow did not result in adequate compensation being paid, it was always ‘for the future’. Most of them died until in the early 1990s Dafydd Wigley began to Fight For the Quarrymen. Wigley received much good PR but the quarrymen still didn’t get the dosh. I had a bird’s eye view of it all because I used to live in Rachub near Bethesda, a village full of retired quarrymen, many of whom were badly clobbered by silicosis. Not only did the quarrymen have to live with that, but all the elderly in the area had to endure the corruption and shite ‘services’ provided by Gwynedd County Council, the Chief Exec of which was Ioan Bowen Rees, who was far too busy facilitating the paedophile gang within his Dept of Social Services to provide ‘services’ for anyone, even dying quarrymen. Ioan Bowen Rees was a member of Plaid, had stood for election to the Commons in Merthy Tydfil back in the 1970s and was an adviser to a local MP, one Dafydd Wigley. See eg. post ‘I Know Nuzzing’.
and for the aberrations which remained following the passage of the Leasehold Reform Act of 1967.
In the general election of July 1945 Jones had served as the political agent for George Thomas and had helped to ensure that the party made seven gains in that watershed general election.
That explains EVERYTHING. When Emrys Evans got a mention in Crossman’s ‘Diaries’, George Thomas was Secretary of State for Wales.
He also served as the chairman of the Cardiff North Divisional Labour Party. His hobbies were reading and writing. He married in 1935 Stella, the daughter of T. Davies, a newsagent at Cardiff Road, Aberaman, Aberdare, and they had one daughter Maureen.The family lived at 4 Glancynon Terrace, Aberaman from 1936 until 1942. During his period of service to the Labour Party in Wales, he lived at Caerphilly, and on his retirement moved to Hanham in Bristol, an area which he knew very well since he had served there for the Labour Party in the 1950s.
Bristol… the city where the Top Docs included Dr D.G.E. Wood’s father and his mates. Wood was mates with Tony Francis -as well as Dafydd – and Tony Francis and the Windbag knew each other from their days as students in Cardiff.
On his retirement in 1979 he was awarded a CBE.
The year that Mary Wynch was unlawfully arrested and imprisoned by Dafydd. There was also that little local difficulty with Jeremy Thorpe being up at the Old Bailey. The Jeremy of the Lib Lab pact, the Jeremy who was friends with the descendants of David Lloyd-George, who’s family still retained enormous influence in north Wales and knew many of the local lawyers, members of the judiciary and politicians. Including Sir Ronnie Waterhouse, who’s dad had been a leading Welsh Liberal who had personally known Lloyd George.
He was succeeded by Hubert Morgan as organiser to Labour Party Wales. He died on 24 December 1991 at his home in Bristol.
Emrys Jones possessed a calm personality and he was not given to displays of great emotion. He was unfailingly supportive and sincere, with a deep sense of commitment. He was also very self-effacing, sometimes to the point of diffidence.
When I first knew Tony Francis he told me that I was so self-effacing that he was finding me very difficult to cope with. That was his final conclusion in the spring of 1985. Until I requested copies of my medical records, told him that I would not be withdrawing my complaint against Gwynne the lobotomist and also challenged Francis on a whopper of a lie that he had told me. Within the course of 24 hours I was no longer so self-effacing that I was impossible, I was a dangerous, aggressive Patient who presented a considerable threat to him and all other Top Docs, so much so that no complaints of mine should be responded to and that the police should be called to arrest me if I arrived on NHS premises again. Not that I knew that Francis had written all this down and sent it to other senior figures in the NHS, as well as in the BMA and the MDU. From that day on I was a ‘dangerous personality disordered patient who needed a place in a secure unit’. My how things had changed from 24 hours previously when I was a self-effacing graduate with a place on a medicine degree myself… At Cardiff unfortunately, which I now know is why WW III was declared…
It frightened them nearly as much as me registering for a PhD at Bangor University many years later. ‘Don’t listen to her anyone, she’s mad!’
He presided calmly and effectively over meetings,helping to ensure that his party always took the right decision. Unlike Cliff Prothero, he was no natural power-broker. Thus his immense contribution to perpetuating the dominance of the Labour Party in Wales was not always appreciated. But in 1979 he left the Labour Party in Wales in a relatively healthy state to face the challenge of the future.
It is unfortunate that (unlike Cliff Prothero) Emrys Jones never wrote a volume of reminiscences which would have been an important source for the historian of the Labour movement in twentieth-century Wales.
He didn’t dare.
This tribute to Emrys was written by ‘Dr John Graham Jones, Aberystwyth’.
The lucky winner of the Caerphilly by-election being discussed by Emrys and Crossman was Fred Evans. Alfred Thomas “Fred” Evans (24 February 1914 – 13 April 1987) was MP for Caerphilly, 1968-79, after which he retired. In the year of Mary Wynch, Jeremy and Norman etc.
Evans was born into a miner’s family in 1914. He was educated at primary and grammar schools at Bargoed and went on to study at what became Cardiff University. He married Mary Katharine O’Marah in 1939 and they had a son and two daughters.
Evans was Head of the English Dept at Bargoed Grammar School (1937-1949), Headmaster of Bedlinog Secondary School (1949-1966) and Headmaster of Lewis Grammar School in Pengam (1966-1968).
Teaching, like preaching, was treated with a great deal of respect in Wales when Evans was a teacher. George Thomas was both a teacher and a preacher, so he was a real vote-puller. Thomas was also involved in the NUT and knew many other teachers, some of whom did know that he was abusing kids. George Thomas taught Dafydd’s pal Dr Dannie Abse, who as an adult joined his brothers Leo and Wilfred in facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Dannie’s autobiography supplies a detailed account of his schooling in south Wales and there were teachers who very obviously were doing things that they should not have been doing, although that phenomenon was certainly not confined to Wales. Previous posts have mentioned a number of people who went to Lewis School in Pengam who later became public figures and colluded with Dafydd et al. As did many politicians who had previously been teachers, some of whom were NUT reps eg. Lord Barry Jones. See previous posts.
Evans was agent to Ness Edwards, a Labour Party big wig from a previous era who served as the MP for Caerphilly. Ness Edwards’s daughter Lin Golding was the Labour MP for Newcastle-under-Lyme, 1986-2001. She was married to John Golding preceded her as the MP. John and Lin Golding concealed organised abuse in Staffordshire, the extent of which when it became public in the late 1980s in the form of the Pindown Scandal, was concealed by Barbara Kahan, who co-chaired the subsequent Inquiry. See previous posts. Evans served as a Councillor on Gelligaer Urban District Council, 1948-1951. Evans died in 1987 aged 73.
Evans was succeeded as the Labour MP for Caerphilly by Ednyfed Hudson Davies, a Balliol graduate who was a media friendly politician and rather flash with friends who were theatricals and celebs. Davies had been the MP for Conway, 1966-70. I have blogged about Ednyfed previously and discussed how he was one of Dafydd’s umbrellas. I’ve been wondering for ages why he defected to Caerphilly, because there is a fairly big divide between north and south Wales and a very tight nepotistic south Wales Labour mafia. It’s obvious to me now that I know that Evans was a close pal of George Thomas AND ‘retired’ in 1979. Paedophiles In Distress, Paedophiles In Distress, a Safe Pair Of Hands is needed in Caerphilly. Particularly a flash git who’s mates with the stars and a source of good PR.
The long-standing tradition of swingers and their friends representing Caerphilly was continued after Ednyfed, with Ron ‘I was looking for badgers’ Davies’s election in 1983. See previous posts…
On July 24 1968, Richard Crossman noted in his diary that he held a meeting of the Supplementary Benefits Commission. Attending were the Deputy Chair of the SBC, Richard Titmuss; Kay Carmichael, ‘the wife of Neil Carmichael’; and Professor David Marsh ‘with a professional welfare officer and a professional from Prison Aid’. So David Marsh turned up to the Houseparty with someone who will have known Lord Longford in tow. Lord Longford’s decades of prison visiting enabled him to discover exactly who the witnesses to serious crime were and who they could name; his public image as a naive old nutter who was duped by murdering psychopaths was a most useful smokescreen. Longford personally met numerous witnesses to the Westminster Paedophile Ring and the associated gangs. He knew about Dafydd et al, what was happening in north Wales and he knew about Jimmy Savile. Longford and his extended family, including Harriet Harman, concealed everything. See post ‘Comedies of Menace’.
Neil Carmichael was of course Kay Carmichael’s first husband, who colluded with the Westminster Paedophile Ring, before she moved onto her second husband, David Donnison, who also colluded with the Westminster Paedophile Ring in his radical Bottom Up way. Neil Carmichael died in July 2001.
Neil George Carmichael, Baron Carmichael of Kelvingrove (10 October 1921 – 19 July 2001), was the Labour MP for a Glasgow constituency, 1962-83. Carmichael was the son of James Carmichael MP and the grandson of George Carmichael, a founder member of the ILP. Dafydd’s mate Professor Jerry Morris was also descended from original ILP members… See post ‘Houseparty’.
Neil Carmichael was educated at Eastbank Academy in Shettleston and the Royal College of Science and Technology, Glasgow. In WW II, he was a conscientious objector. Carmichael was an engineer and a Councillor on Glasgow Town Council.
Carmichael served in Harold Wilson’s Gov’ts. In 1980 Carmichael introduced a private member’s bill to make seat belts compulsory, but it was “talked out” during the report stage. Readers of my vintage will remember that, as the Awkward Squad contingent among the Great British Public rebelled against the notion of compulsory wearing of seat belts – the Motorcycle Action Group held a similarly high spirited campaign against compulsory crash helmets, the hero of the movement being an old bloke called Fred Hill who was jailed numerous times for refusing to wear his helmet (or ‘lid’ in bikers’ parlance) – Jimmy Savile was wheeled out to patronise us all. One of Savile’s TV shows was called ‘Clunk Click’ after the slogan for idiots that was spouted in Savile’s ‘public education’ campaign. In 2016 ‘The Guardian’ reported that the “clunk click for every trip” public information films presented by Jimmy Savile during the 1970s had been removed from the National Archives ‘as official bodies seek to erase from history records of Britain’s most notorious child abuser’. The Lord Law-Haw bit didn’t make Savile’s crimes retrospectively not happen.
In 1983, Carmichael’s constituency was abolished and merged with Glasgow Hillhead, which had been won in a by-election by Woy Jenkins for the SDP. The two incumbent MPs fought each other, with Woy winning. My post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’ discusses how the Gang of Four targeted seats that were particularly sensitive with regard to matters involving the Westminster Paedophile Ring when they stood for election in their new SDP colours after leaving the Labour Party. Woy targeted Hillhead, which had previously hosted Sir Thomas Galbraith, 1948-82, who had been involved in the gay spies in the Admiralty scandal as a young man and also had the dirt on the shenanigans in High Places re Lord Mountbatten swinging in the Navy when he was First Sea Lord. See post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’. Sir Thomas was known as Tam.
Another Tam was Tam Dalyell, the eccentric Labour MP who wrote numerous obituaries of his Parliamentary colleagues and who became well-known in his later career for spending years trying to nail Thatch over the sinking of the Belgrano. He could have nailed her over Sir Peter Morrison and Jimmy Savile far more easily, but Tam didn’t dare because he was a big mate of Richard Crossman – as is clear from Crossman’s ‘Diaries’, which detail many of the dirty tricks that Tam was employing to conceal crap, smear his opponents etc – and Tam knew all about the Westminster Swingers In The DHSS and Crossman’s Houseparties. See previous posts for further details on Dalyell.
Tam Dalyell’s official name was Sir Thomas Dalyell of The Binns, 11th Baronet.
As for Woy, he receives plenty of mentions in Crossman’s ‘Diaries’. When Crossman was running the DHSS, Woy was Chancellor of the Exchequer and quibbled about the loose change being allocated to the Scroungers via the Supplementary Benefit system but cheerfully OK’d huge sums of money to commission the many mates of Abel-Smith and Titmuss ,who were not of course armchair socialists, to conduct research and publish material that resulted in them bagging cushy numbers at the LSE and other universities but did nothing to improve the lot of The Poor. Woy was also always happy to foot the bill for Harold and Woy’s pet projects.
Woy of course grew up in south Wales, the indulged son of two parents who were a cut above their neighbours and he was directly involved in concealing the criminality of Dafydd et al when Woy served as Home Secretary, 1965-67 and 1974-76. Woy was a Westminster Swinger himself. He admitted to swinging with adults and took the view that this wasn’t anything to do with anyone else; the problem wasn’t that, it was what Woy knew was happening to children and adults at the hands of the criminal gangs… Woy spent years in the Lords with dining facilities, he also dropped in at the European Commission as President, 1977-81 and served as Chancellor of Oxford University, 1987-2003, while that institution gave Chairs to the likes of Tom Burns and Mark Williams who had colluded with Dafydd et al. Woy doubled up as Miranda’s mentor. Throughout it all, Woy worked hard to make damn sure that the truth about the Westminster Paedophile Ring never emerged. See previous posts…
Neil Carmichael was awarded a life peerage in 1983, just as Mary Wynch made her way to the Master of the Rolls and Nice Young Doctors arrived in Gwynedd to reassure everyone that Things Had Changed. Two of the Nice Young Doctors were Tony and Sadie Francis and a third was Dr Lyndon Miles who joined Gwynne and D.G.E. Wood, the people traffickers, in the Student Health Centre at UCNW. During Carmichael’s time in the Lords he became Labour’s spokesman on transport and Scotland. Carmichael’s Ministerial positions in the Commons were:
Parliamentary Secretary, Ministry of Transport (1967–1969)
Parliamentary Secretary, Ministry of Technology (1969–1970)
Parliamentary Under-Secretary, Department of Environment (1974–1975)
Parliamentary Under-Secretary, Department of Industry (1975–1976)
Carmichael died in July 2001, the year following the publication of the Waterhouse Report and his Torygraph obituary read thus:
THE LORD CARMICHAEL OF KELVINGROVE, who has died aged 79, was, as Neil Carmichael, Labour MP for the Glasgow constituencies of Woodside and Kelvingrove for more than 20 years; then at the general election of 1983, he lost his seat in Parliament to Roy Jenkins, the leader of the SDP.
Carmichael and his local party were flabbergasted by the result. Boundary changes had merged Carmichael’s Kelvingrove constituency with more middle-class Hillhead, but it still seemed inconceivable to the Labour faithful that so conspicuous a southerner as Jenkins could retain the Clydeside seat he had narrowly won at a by-election the year before.
No wonder Carmichael was given a peerage to shut him up after that… I wonder why those boundary changes had taken place, who decided that would be a good idea and when?
But the Alliance fought a brilliant campaign, increasing their national share of the vote to 25 per cent – two points behind Labour – although that gave them just six MPs, including Jenkins. His majority was reduced from 2,038 to 1,164, but he had seen off Carmichael’s challenge. His victory tasted all the sweeter for having been achieved at the expense of a man with his roots deep in the kind of far-Left socialism that the SDP was bent on destroying.
Neil George Carmichael was born in Glasgow on October 10 1921. His grandfather was a founder of the old Independent Labour Party (ILP), while his father, James, was right-hand man to the Glasgow Bridgeton MP Jimmy Maxton; he inherited Maxton’s seat in 1946 and soon afterwards left the ILP for the Labour Party. Neil’s sister was also steeped in politics, being married to the Provan MP Hugh Brown.
Two more potential guests for the Houseparties.
Neil was educated at Eastbank Academy and then at the Royal College of Science and Technology, Glasgow. His first job was with a building contractor which specialised in road construction, and later he worked as an engineer for the planning department of the Scottish Gas Board. He established himself as a formidable trade unionist and became a Glasgow City councillor before winning Woodside at a by-election in 1962.
The vacancy had been caused by the promotion of the sitting MP, the Conservative William Grant, from Solicitor-General for Scotland to Lord Justice Clerk. His majority of 2,084 was overturned by Carmichael by a thousand votes as the electorate registered a protest against rising unemployment. On the day of the contest, which was held in a pea-soup fog that kept the poll down to 55 per cent, it was announced that the number out of work in Scotland had passed 100,000.
At Westminster, Carmichael made a reputation as a moderate Left-winger, but at heart he was still in the radical ILP tradition – a pacifist and believer in nuclear disarmament with a distinct touch of republicanism. Carmichael once advocated turning most of the royal palaces into hospitals or schools, although he had little time for the unrestrained excesses of the far Left.
Carmichael’s appearance and voice gave a misleading impression of aggression. His broken nose made him look like a retired prizefighter, while his broad Glaswegian accent could have come from the city’s back streets. This, combined with an inarticulateness surprising in one from a family of public speakers, often made it hard for his fellow MPs to understand what he was saying. Even Scottish journalists in the press gallery sometimes had difficulty in deciphering his words.
In reality, Carmichael was a genial and modest man, and a dedicated constituency MP. From 1967 until 1970, he also served as a junior minister in Harold Wilson’s government, working with Frank Cousins and then Tony Benn at Technology, and at Transport – a particular interest of his – with Barbara Castle. When Labour was re-elected in 1974, he became Parliamentary Under-Secretary of State at Environment before moving to the Department of Industry the next year.
On the back benches he was always ready for committee work and made a point of sponsoring Private Members Bills on matters that caught his interest.
One notable achievement was to win a majority for making the wearing of car seat belts compulsory. He faced bitter opposition, particularly from Right-wing Conservatives who condemned it as a totalitarian interference with the citizen’s freedom.
All anyone needed to have done was spill the beans on Savile and it would all have imploded…
In 1977, he secured an important reform of Scottish law with the Presumption of Death Bill, which enabled the courts to assume the death of a person not known to have been alive for the previous seven years.
During the 1970s and 80s, numerous ‘runaways’ from children’s homes disappeared into that category. They had been forced into prostitution and some of them had undoubtedly been murdered. These were kids of 14 and 15; the Social Services Depts would make one cursory report to the police regarding their ‘absconding’ and no-one even bothered to look for them. Empowered Service Users were also allowed to die very publicly in full public view without anyone lifting a finger. I know some of those who did.
Carmichael also campaigned against the use of the tawse (or strap) in Scottish state schools. He claimed that some Glasgow schools were using it 20 times a day “in an attempt to belt knowledge into the less able child”.
That was true, but the elephant in the room was that many of the same kids were being exploited and abused in another way that Carmichael never mentioned…
He was created a life peer, as Baron Carmichael of Kelvingrove, in 1983, when he left the Commons after losing his seat. From 1987 until 1997 he was a front bench spokesman in the Lords on Transport and Scottish affairs. Away from politics, he enjoyed the theatre and supporting Celtic football club.
He married, in 1948, Kay Rankin, later a prominent social worker. The marriage was dissolved and he is survived by a daughter.
Andrew Roth wrote Carmichael’s obituary for ‘The Guardian’:
Genial, boxer-nosed Lord Carmichael of Kelvingrove, who has died aged 79, was commonsensical, if not charismatic…His heart was in the right (that is, left) place, even if his Glaswegian tongue seldom was, and he died grumbling about Labour’s current rightwing leader and his cronies. Carmichael’s selection, in October 1962, as the CND-backed candidate for the by-election in Scotland’s most marginal seat – Tory-held Glasgow-Woodside – was one of the flashpoints of the battle between leftwing supporters of Harold Wilson and the rightwing backers of Labour’s then leader, Hugh Gaitskell. The Gaitskellites unsuccessfully attempted to block the selection by bringing in rightwingers from the General and Municipal Workers’ Union, most of whom turned out not to be Labour party members.
A month later, Carmichael duly won the seat by 1,368 votes. His maiden speech created a sensation in the Commons press gallery because most of us had to ask Scottish colleagues for a translation of his dialect. His credentials for being in the house were impeccable. His grandfather had been a founder-member of the Independent Labour Party (ILP), while his father, James Carmichael, was a Red Clydesider, representing Glasgow-Bridgeton, first for the ILP, then for Labour. But having an MP for a father did not fix Neil’s future.
Neil simply maxed out on it when he decided to follow in his dad’s footsteps.
…he studied civil engineering at the city’s Royal College of Science and Technology. He worked, first, for various road-building contractors, then for the engineering department of the Scottish Gas Board. In 1948, he married Kay Rankin, a bright and lovely Glasgow University graduate, who became a social worker, lecturer and deputy chairman of the Supplementary Benefits Commission.
And a female accessory to the Westminster Paedophile Ring.
His own political life began in the ILP but, in 1947 – with many other ILPers, including Fenner Brockway – he switched to Labour. Months before becoming an MP, he won a seat on Glasgow city council.
His main priority was how to improve life for his local slum-dwellers.
He didn’t and neither did his wife or her friends and colleagues.
…In Woodside, reported the Observer’s Neal Ascherson in the October 1964 election, “I listened to Carmichael talking on the text of the 1915 rent strike, and then – before an audience of 12 – choking with unexpected tears as he began to describe pensions”.
In parliament, Carmichael joined the “part-loyal” left, on whom Harold Wilson, Labour leader since Gaitskell’s death in 1963, could spasmodically rely. Still a member of CND, he marched in their Easter parade in 1965, and worried about radioactive leakages from the Polaris base planned for Faslane. By 1966, he was parliamentary private secretary to the technology minister Frank Cousins, and, with him, opposed Wilson’s prices and incomes bill – though, out of loyalty, did not vote against it.
In 1967, Wilson made him parliamentary secretary for transport, under Barbara Castle. Two years later, he became Tony Benn’s parliamentary secretary at the Ministry of Technology, where one of his last actions was to fend off the demands of unemployed workers from Derry that the government should sponsor factories to give them jobs.
Always on the side of The Poor! Kay probably offered them Counselling and Therapy instead and a Referral To A Top Doc for those who couldn’t settle down quietly into a life of poverty and destitution. Or if young, into a life of coerced sex work.
Carmichael was also one of the ministers who, in November 1968, had serious reservations about Harold Wilson’s attempted compromise with Rhodesia’s white-supremacist Ian Smith, and about the government’s dealings with South Africa.
So would I have had, but the awful thing was that some of the leading lights in the Anti-Apartheid Movement were mates of Dafydd and the gang as well. eg. Lord David Ennals and Professor Mervyn Susser. See previous posts.
During Edward Heath’s period as Conservative prime minister, he served as a Scottish spokesman for Labour, fighting fiercely against Tory plans to axe Upper Clyde Shipbuilders.
He just needed to have mentioned that Sir Brian Warren, Heath’s friend and personal Top Doc, was, along with Sir Brian’s wife and friends facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring (see previous posts, including ‘Uncle Harry’s Friends…’) and that would have been the end of Heath. But then Neil Carmichael’s bright and lovely Kay was working with them on that particular project, so he couldn’t. Or perhaps he did mention it, I need to gen up on exactly what happened with regard to Carmichael’s efforts with regard to that.
After boundary changes, Carmichael won Kelvingrove in February 1974, and, when Labour unexpectedly came back to power the following month, he emerged, first, as under-secretary for environment, then for industry, until, with other leftwingers, he was sacked by Wilson’s successor, the new prime minister, James Callaghan, in 1976.
Who had as Home Secretary, er, oiled the wheels of the by then huge and dreadful machine that the bright and lovely Kay and her mates had set in motion years previously.
Dismissal, however, did not dent his loyalty.
The whole lot of them would have been in prison if anyone had ratted.
After Mrs Thatcher’s first election victory in 1979, Carmichael served on the select committee on transport, unsuccessfully attempting to make the wearing of seatbelts compulsory, and trying to improve safety for children in cars.
Jimmy Savile…safety… children…Great Ormond Street Hospital…
In March 1982, he introduced a bill to penalise employers for sacking workers without consulting their unions.
Dafydd had whistleblowers unlawfully sacked from their jobs constantly. Including me in 1991. Not that the union would have helped, because it was MSF, who’s reps were colluding with the criminality at St George’s Hospital Medical School which was linked to Dafydd et al. The MSF rep David Hole was one of those who forced me out of my job. He was a member of the Wandsworth branch of the SDP as well. Dr Death knew some of the Top Docs involved with Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. I wouldn’t have been any better off joining any other union either. My post ‘A Very COHSE Relationship With Some Very Nasty People’ discusses how the NHS and public service unions were 100% on board with Dafydd and linked gangs. David Williams, who ‘trained’ as an Angel at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, served as the General Secretary of COHSE… A symbiotic arrangement…
That same month, he defended the direct-labour organisations of local councils in the face of Tory claims that private industry was superior – citing the Royal Hospital for Sick Children in his constituency, which had been contracted out for £3m, only to require £7m in repairs.
The Royal Hospital for Sick Staff accepted Derek Longmuir, the Bay City Roller-turned-Angel as a volunteer prior to Longmuir’s conviction for child porn. After his conviction, Longmuir continued to work as an Angel. The Rollers’ manager, Tam Paton, was an Edinburgh-based gangster who ran a paedophile/trafficking ring and drugs empire. Paton’s empire stretched across to Glasgow as well. See post ‘Remember Girls – Never Get Into A Car With A Stranger!’.
When Labour’s internal right-left fight became fraught in September 1981, Carmichael could not bring himself to vote for his former boss, Tony Benn, as deputy leader, preferring instead the soft-left John Silkin.
Silkin was a guest at Richard Crossman’s Houseparties. Ton Benn wasn’t, but Benn was basing his own plan for world domination on the support of the swathes of people in the Labour Party who hated people like Healey and Callaghan, but who were also colluding with Dafydd and the Westminster Paedophile Ring via the NHS and public sector unions and the leftist metropolitan Councils, as well of course in CND. See post ‘No Cuts’.
In 1983, following further boundary changes, he was pushed into trying to unseat the then SDP leader, Roy Jenkins, from his parliamentary seat at Glasgow-Hillhead. But despite his confidence – “I am a nice, respectable old leftwing founder-member of CND, and the voters know me” – he was beaten by 1,164 votes. The peerage was his unlikely consolation.
Not at all unlikely. The only way that the Red Clydesider could ever be bought off and silenced while Woy held out hopes of being PM. As did Dr Death and that will have been the real concern. Kay, the bright and lovely Kay, facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring, was a PSYCHIATRIC SOCIAL WORKER. Dr Death, until 1966, had been a psychiatrist, working at Tommy’s with the crazed and lethal William Sargant who was London’s answer to Dafydd. See post ‘Dr Death’. Dr Death was active in the Labour Party in Vauxhall while he was still a medical student at Tommy’s and he knew exactly what some of his senior colleagues were doing and how he could capitalise on it if he entered politics. See previous posts eg. ‘Man Of Steel’.
Carmichael did not change with his title. After a year or so, he became Labour’s spokesman on transport and Scotland in the Lords, and fought hard against the abolition of the Greater London Council. But, by May 1997, he was too ill – and too Old Labour – to serve the new masters.
Furthermore Miranda and Mandy had them all over a barrel and no-one had the guts to give Miranda, a former pupil of the corrupt barrister George Carman QC, who acted for many involved with the Westminster Paedophile Ring, a kick in the cerregs and call his bluff.
He is survived by Kay, from whom he was divorced in 1987 after 39 years of marriage, and his daughter.
Could that have been the sort of Political Marriage Breakdown that Tessa Jowell and David Mills experienced when David Mills was done for accepting a bribe from his old mate Berlusconi? See previous posts.
1987: Alison Taylor and I were writing to MPs and Ministers and Brown was publishing and had appeared on TV. The Top Docs were in overdrive; my friend Anne had been killed in 1986, in 1987 there was an attempt to murder Brown’s brother and I had not succumbed to Dafydd’s attempt in the summer of 1987 to bribe me into dropping my complaint. I completed an MSc in Experimental Pathology at Hammersmith Hospital in May 1987 and had witnessed yet more serious wrongdoing there. Prof Oliver Brooke, Mr Big from St George’s, had been imprisoned for child porn offences in Dec 1986 and that ring was in danger of being blown wide open. See post ‘Hey, Hey, DAJ, How Many Kids Did You Kill Today?’ for further details of 1987 Dafydd-related events, including the attempt to frame and imprison me for ‘attempting to stab a doctor’, with which the Home Office and Mental Health Act Commission assisted.
20 July, 2001
Ex-Labour minister Carmichael dies
Lord Carmichael served parliament for over 35 years
Lord Carmichael of Kelvingrove, who served as a minister in Harold Wilson’s Labour government, has died at the age of 79.He had been ill for some time and died on Thursday following a stroke, fellow Labour peer Lord Graham of Edmonton said on Friday.
[Deb Everard, one of the corrupt staff at St George’s who was protected by MSF, was a Tory Councillor in Edmonton. See previous posts.]
As Neil Carmichael, he was elected MP for Glasgow Woodside in 1962, a seat he represented until 1974, when, under boundary reorganisation he became MP for Glasgow Kelvingrove.
He left the Commons in 1983 after being defeated by the SDP candidate Roy Jenkins.
Lord Carmichael served as a junior minister in Harold Wilson’s government from 1967 to 1970, covering the transport and then technology portfolios.
When Labour was re-elected in 1974 he was moved to the Department of the Environment, and the following year to the Department of Industry.
He left the government when James Callaghan became prime minister in 1976 but remained active on the backbenches until his departure from the Commons in 1983.
Created a life peer, in the Lords he returned to the frontbench with Labour still in opposition.
He served as spokesman on both Transport and Scottish Affairs until 1997.
In both Houses of Parliament Lord Carmichael was a popular figure on all sides of the political spectrum.
In 1948 he married Catherine McIntosh Rankin.
They went on to have a daughter but the marriage which was subsequently dissolved.
One man who grew up in poverty on Red Clydeside and who knew what a bunch of con artists Donnison, Kay and Neil Carmichael were but who is not going to say anything because he’s been a celeb for years now is Billy Connolly, who, according to his wiki entry, is ‘worth’ $20 million. Billy is married to Pamela Stephenson who for many years now has worked as a psychotherapist of a Californian variety. Those two really are not going to say a word about the vampires who Helped The Poor of Glasgow no matter how often Billy Opens His Heart about the abuse that he endured at the hands of his father.
The Professor David Marsh who attended Crossman’s Houseparty with Kay the Lovely and Bright Trafficker, features on the webpage of Nottingham University’s School of Sociology and Social Policy in the account given of the School’s history:
The School of Sociology and Social Policy is a diverse centre for social science teaching and research, which builds on an established history dating back to 1948 and the creation of the Department of Social Administration. That year also saw the appointment of the first UK professor in this field, Professor David Marsh, who joined a team of just five other staff. At that time, sociology was taught in a separate department ofPhilosophy, Psychology and Sociology under Professor Jack Sprott.
In 1964, philosophy and psychology were given their own professors and departments. Sociology, with the appointment of Professor Julius Gould, initially became a sub-department of the Department of Social Administration. In due course, a separate Department of Sociology was established, by which stage, the Department of Social Administration had been renamed the Department of Social Policy.
Having delivered social work programmes since the 1950s, the Centre for Social Work appointed its first professor in 1984, Professor Olive Stevenson. In 1987, the two departments, with the Centre for Social Work, merged to form the School of Social Studies, with Professor Stevenson as Head of School until 1991, when Professor Robert Dingwall took over. The school obtained its current name while Professor Nick Manning was Head of School. The school grew to around 30 academic staff under the leadership of both Professor Julia Evetts (2001-2006) and Professor Elizabeth Murphy (2006-2008). The school’s research interests have expanded significantly in the last 30 years to cover not only sociology, social policy and social work, but also public policy, medical sociology, trauma studies, cultural sociology and criminology.
Today, we are taking forward our research expertise and thriving culture through the work of our research centres. We seek to undertake world-class research that contributes to the advancement of theory and debate, and where possible, makes a meaningful contribution to society at the international, national and local levels.
We are host to the Ann Craft Trust, which works to combat abuse of people with learning disabilities.
Dr Ann Craft, along with her Husband Dr Michael Craft, worked at Bryn-y-Neuadd in Llanfairfechan back in the 1970s . Bryn-y-Neuadd was the long-stay hospital for people with learning disabilities and like everything else in north Wales, it was run by Dafydd’s gang. Bryn-y-Neuadd was seriously bad, it might have even been worse in some ways than the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. I suspect that the victims of the gang who were ruined by the work of Gwynne the lobotomist were in Bryn-y-Neuadd. Ooh there’s been no lobotomies done at Denbigh for years and years! No, there’s no lobotomised patients in Denbigh! They’re over in Bryn-y-Neuadd, completely fucked and no-one’s explained to anyone else why…
Like Denbigh, Llanfairfechan was a settlement that housed many members of Dafydd’s gang because so many people were employed at Bryn-y-Neuadd. People with learning disabled children used to try very hard to avoid them ending up in Bryn-y-Neuadd. In the late 1980s, as Enlightenment hit north Wales and Dafydd’s victims became Empowered Service Users, a senior manager at Bryn-y-Neuadd helpfully explained to me that the residents were ‘just vegetables really’. He was interviewing me for a job as an advocate for the vegetables at the time. Not that I was offered the job, the job went to an Angel who had worked with the vegetables at Bryn-y-Neuadd for years, who was in having a cup of char and a chin wag with the interviewing panel when I arrived.
Dr Michael Craft was one of those who conducted Research with Dafydd, on incest no less as well as other matters. Ann Craft was employed to help the vegetables explore their sexuality and to support the vegetables in their sexual relationships, because the vegetables had a Right to have sex with the members of Dafydd’s gang. After Ann and Michael’s groundbreaking work with the vegetables and those accused of incest in north Wales, Ann found herself at the vanguard of the disability rights movement and was lauded for her work with the vegetables. She secured a junior, temporary post at Nottingham University but they loved her and she ended up as a senior academic there. Then the charidee based on Ann’s work was established and thus Ann, who sadly passed away some years ago, has been immortalised as a Disability Champ. For the extraordinary story of Ann and Michael Craft, see post ‘The Old Devils’.
The man who had overall responsibility for the vegetables was Cledwyn Williams. So successful was Cledwyn with those vegetables that from 1983 to 1996, Cledwyn was Assistant Director of Social Services, ‘responsible for mentally handicapped services and for the all-Wales strategy for people with learning disabilities’. Cledwyn was responsible for developing services for people with learning disabilities for the education, health & social services group. After this, Cled became Director of Social Services for Conwy. For many years now Cledwyn has been a Trustee of Dafydd’s charidee CAIS, along with Dafydd’s mistress Lucille Hughes et al.
Nottingham University also provided some of the postgraduate education of Glanville Owen, who was the senior manager in Gwynedd Social Services directly responsible for children’s homes during the latter half of the 1980s, when the paedophile gang made merry within those homes. Lucille Hughes was the Director of Social Services and was Glanville’s immediate boss. Glanville gave evidence at the Waterhouse Tribunal, didn’t manage to explain how he’d missed what was happening in the children’s homes, but told Waterhouse that he would shortly be leaving his job and didn’t expect to work again. Glanville did work again, Glanville was still working in 2011. Glanville was given a job as a policy wonk – or Gwynedd County Council’s idea of a policy wonk – then Glanville was given the post of Chief Executive of Gwynedd Community Health Council. In that post Glanville lied to patients and refused to investigate even the most serious of complaints against the NHS in Gwynedd. When Gwynned CHC metamorphosed into the North Wales/Betsi Cadwaladr CHC, Glanville retained a position as a member. He was still there in 2011. See previous posts, including ‘I Know Nuzzing’.
I wondered for a long while why Lucille and Glanville condescended to give evidence at the Waterhouse Inquiry; they were not usually very happy to answer questions. Then I discovered that legal indemnity was part of the deal for everyone who gave evidence to Waterhouse. The evidence against Lucille and Glanville was so damning that even Ronnie Waterhouse could not help but conclude that they had ignored a paedophile gang at work in the children’s homes in Gwynedd; but only a little paedophile gang, not a big one and not one which included anyone important, such as the Tory MP for Chester. No problem, Lucille and Glanville couldn’t be prosecuted because they’d turned up at the Inquiry and given evidence…
Bryn-y-Neuadd was eventually closed and in the early 1990s the vegetables were moved into community care provided by an organisation called Cartrefi Cymru. There is now a very, very good Angel working as the senior manager at Cartrefi Cymru – or there was some three years ago – but for many years, the ‘community homes’ run by Cartrefi were in chaos and the abuse and neglect of the vegetables continued. One of the Directors of Cartrefi Cymru is Dr Peter Higson, Dafydd’s mate who was a clinical psychologist at the North Wales Hospital and then the General Manager, while Dafydd kept victims of the gang illegally imprisoned in the dungeon out there. Higson’s sister Dr Ruth Hussey is the former CMO for Wales. See post ‘Topsy and Tim’ for details of Peter and Ruth’s extensive previous.
Although the vegetables were moved out of Bryn-y-Neuadd, some other victims of Dafydd’s gang were moved in. A new medium secure unit was built on the site, to house patients who had been deemed to be Dangerous by Dafydd and the gang. At least one of those there is a man who years and years ago when he was a teenager killed the vicar of Llanberis. The official line is that he is Dangerous and murdered a kindly old vicar who Liked Helping The Local Boys, after going to the vicarage With Intent To Rob. The boy himself maintained that the vicar tried to sexually assault him, he never meant to kill him, he pushed the vicar off and the vicar fell and banged his head. I don’t know the vicar or the boy involved, but someone I know did and they simply stated ‘that vicar was a paedophile, we all knew it’.
Some of the Angels who looked after the vegetables at Bryn-y-Neuadd later found themselves jobs as nursing lecturers at Bangor University.
Beer battered vegetables:
The website of Aberdare Boys Grammar school advertises Professor David Marsh as one of their old boys:
David Marsh was a social scientist who held professorial posts both in the UK and abroad. He was born in Aberdare on 9 Jan 1917, and was brought up in John St, Foundry Town where he attended the Town Council School in Clifton Street. His father, Frederick Charles Marsh, was a plumber & water inspector who came to Aberdare from Bristol at the turn of the century. His mother Edith, née Rees, was the daughter of David & Jane Rees who both came to Aberdare from Carmarthenshire – Pencader and Abergorlech respectively. David had a brother Arwyn who was considerably older. David arrived at the County School in 1929, and went through school with his friend Tom Evans, who was later to teach geography at the school. David took his School Certificate in 1933, passing with matriculation equivalence. Two years later, in 1935, he sat his Higher School Certificate passing in English, History and Economics.
Aberdare is in the south Wales valleys, in George Thomas Central.
He then left Wales for Birmingham University, with an award of a County Commercial Exhibition. He graduated from there with a First Class degree in economics. He was then awarded a doctoral research scholarship 1938-39, but due to the outbreak of World War 2, he cut short his research, took a masters degree instead, and joined the army. He was in The Royal Artillery from 1940 to 1946, where he gained the rank of captain.
He subsequently returned to academic life when he was appointed Lecturer in Social Sciences at U.C. Swansea, 1947–49.
University College Swansea was run by Rhodri Morgan’s friends and relations. His parents were educated there, his father worked there and Rhodri’s brother Prys Morgan held a Chair at Swansea. See post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’. Other big names in the south Wales Labour Party, such as Huw Irranca-Davies’s Uncle Ifor Davies, Lord Cledwyn’s side-kick in the Welsh Office, were/are also movers and shakers at Swansea University. There are some much bigger wigs with links there as well. The physicist Lord Brian Flowers grew up in Swansea and in later life, as the Rector of Imperial College and the VC of London University, Flowers presided over the Westminster Paedophile Ring’s activities in the London Medical Schools as well as the huge quantities of research fraud and other wrongdoing. Flowers served as VC of Manchester University as well, just to ensure that all outlets were covered. See previous posts… Professor Geoffrey Chamberlain was one of those facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring at St George’s with whom Flowers colluded. When Chamberlain retired from the NHS, he took up a job as a lecturer in the history of medicine in Swansea University. He arrived there in 2000, in time to handle the fall-out from the Waterhouse Report.
His first professorial post came when he was appointed Professor of Social Science at Victoria University, Wellington, New Zealand, 1949–54.
Dafydd’s gang are international.
In 1954, he returned to the UK, to take up the Chair of Social Administration at Nottingham University. This professorial appointment was the first in this field in the UK. There were just 5 other staff in the department at that time, when Sociology was taught in a separate department of Philosophy, Psychology and Sociology under Professor Jack Sprott. David retired from this post in 1982, when he became an emeritus professor. Following his death, the university established in 1985 The David C Marsh Prize, which is awarded annually to the student judged to be the best student in all aspects of the work of the first year of any single or joint honours degree in the School of Sociology & Social Policy.
The Changing Social
Structure of England and
During his career David wrote extensively in the Social Sciences. His output included the following titles:
National Insurance and Assistance in Great Britain, Isaac Pitman & Sons,(1950);
The Changing Social Structure of England & Wales, 1871-1961, Routledge & Kegan Paul (1965); ISBN: 0710033737;
An Introduction to the Study of Social Administration (Editor) Routledge & Kegan Paul, (1965);
The Social Sciences: An Outline for the Intending Student Routledge & Kegan Paul, (1965), ISBN: 0710018010;
The Welfare State: Concept & Development, Longman (1970), ISBN: 0-582-29531-9;
Introducing Social Policy (Editor), Routledge (1979), ISBN: 0710001339.
David Marsh lived in Bramcote, Nottinghamshire with his wife Masie, née Done. The couple married in Birmingham in 1941 and had one son.
David died in Nottingham on 2 July 1983 at the age of 66. Masie died eight years later in 1990.
David died the year that fireworks were going off in north Wales then… George Thomas was given a hereditary peerage by Thatch in 1983. Which was a bit of a waste, because being a gay paedophile, there was no-one to inherit it and it died with George.
Nottingham was host to the Nottingham Satanic Panic in the late 1980s. The social workers in Nottingham believed some very, very odd things… Previous posts eg. ‘Oh Lordy, it’s CR UK’ have discussed the massive research fraud that Prof Robert Baldwin was perpetrating in the Cancer Research Campaign Laboratories at Nottingham University in collaboration with an American drug company for many, many years. Other people in the CRC knew what Baldwin was doing, as did people in Nottingham Medical School. Everybody hated him but no-one blew the whistle. The VCs of Nottingham University (see previous posts) also knew, including those who were chemists and had links to Big Pharma.
Let’s take a look at the biography of Olive Stevenson, Nottingham University’s first Professor of Social Work. Appointed in 1984, the year that I wrote to the GMC about Gwynne the lobotomist and the year that Brown and I began receiving overt threats from the Top Doctors to ruin our careers. In 1984, George Thomas had a terrible panic because he was hospitalised with an STI and he thought that the story would find its way into the media. George’s mate Leo Abse, the south Wales Labour MP who was also part of the Westminster Paedophile Ring, went over to the hospital (I don’t know which one, my bets are on Tommy’s or the University Hospital in Cardiff), calmed Thomas down and issued a press release which was a pack of lies explaining that Thomas was in hospital with a prostate problem. See post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’. The Top Docs and Angels all lied as well, in return for the usual ie. acres of good PR, no serious complaints investigated and an unconditional ‘yes’ to the BMA’s next pay claim.
Olive Stevenson (13 December 1930 – 30 September 2013) was a British social worker and academic. Stevenson worked as a child care officer in Devon, 1954-58.
She was a social work adviser to the Supplementary Benefits Commission, 1968-70, the years during which Richard Crossman was Secretary of State at the DHSS and gave his mates in the Westminster Paedophile Ring jobs and commissions. Olive’s early career was spent specialising in vulnerable children, but she later also worked with vulnerable adults and the elderly.
In 1961, Stevenson joined Oxford University as a lecturer and was appointed Reader in Applied Social Studies in 1970, an appointment she held until she moved university. From 1970 until her death, Stevenson was a Fellow of St Anne’s College, Oxford.
Organised abuse in Oxfordshire was concealed by social work manager Barbara Kahan, who was appointed as a social work adviser to Sir Keith Joseph as Secretary of state for the DHSS in Ted Heath’s Gov’t; Babs who remained as a Gov’t adviser for years and in the early 1990s concealed the extent of the abuse of children in Staffordshire… Babs’s partner in crime in Oxfordshire was her husband, child psychiatrist Vladimir Kahan. See post ‘Always On The Side Of The Children’. Dame Rosemary Rue, the Top Doc who became Regional Director of the NHS covering Oxfordshire also concealed the abuse. See post ‘Uncle Harry’s Friends…’.
From 1976 to 1982, Olive was Professor of Social Policy and Social Work at Keele University in Staffordshire; Olive was Keele’s first female professor! Peter Righton worked as a social work academic at Keele; Peter was Keele’s first convicted paedophile who doubled up as a member of academic staff! Barbara Kahan was a friend and a colleague of Peter Righton; they were both involved with the NCB (National Children’s Bureau). As opposed to NCH, the National Children’s Home, of which George Thomas was a Patron. Glanville Owen was employed by the NCH before he let the paedophile gang operate in Gwynedd Social Services. Keele University has given Chairs to Jane Tunstill, who was a member of the Jillings Panel and to Charlotte Williams, who spent most of her career as a social worker in north Wales.
In 1985 Tony Francis accused me of being a conspiracy theorist when I told him that D.G.E. Wood had lied to cover up for Gwynne’s lies and malpractice. If I’d known then how big the conspiracy was I’d have congratulated them all on it.
Olive then moved to Nottingham University, where she was Professor of Social Work Studies, 1984-94.
I had the misfortune to work for Prof Robert Baldwin at Nottingham University in 1987, after I finished my MSc! It was a terrible experience although many of the others trapped there were nice; it was the spirit of the Blitz and we were all just looking for escape routes as soon as we could. Baldwin lied to me about the salary and the opportunities available and after three months I realised that this was so bad that I had to get the hell out of there. I have recently been told that my job with Baldwin was another gift from Dafydd and the gang. It wasn’t a pleasant experience, but how stupid of them to trap someone like me there; I’m friendly and all that happened was I witnessed wrongdoing and research fraud and made friends with other people who told me even more. Oh but then I was supposed to have died in this in Nov 1987 wasn’t I:
A police car, three fire engines and an ambulance outside King’s Cross
That lot can’t even carry out a simple murder plot without cocking the whole thing up…
In 1970, Olive became the founding editor of the British Journal of Social Work. It is known that the British Journal of Social Work will publish nothing at all about the abuse and neglect of clients in the care of social workers being a substantial problem. It will only publish material that suggests that neglect and abuse is simply a matter of ‘one off’ scandals. The Br J of Social Work is notorious as a publication that in no way reflects any of the serious difficulties that have stubbornly remained in social work for decades. They’ll publish any old dross about Empowering Service Users though.
Following the murder of Maria Colwell, Stevenson was appointed as a member of the Inquiry into her death; this was the “first the first major national enquiry into a child death”. It was led by Thomas Gilbert Field-Fisher and they published their findings as Report of the Committee of Inquiry into the Care and Supervision Provided in Relation to Maria Colwell in September 1974.
She did not agree with the way the committee had interpreted the evidence and in her minority report pointed out the complexities of the role performed by social workers. She also wrote a section of the main report on inter-professional working, then an unopened area. This all brought her what she described as something like celebrity, which she did not welcome.
Olive’s obituary in ‘The Guardian’
The death of Maria Colwell is usually taken as the first death of a child in the care of Social Services that absolutely should not have happened and that could only have been the result of serious fuckwittery. Whenever another child dies, the press publishes the list of the high profile deaths of children in care, including Heidi Korseda, Tyra Henry, Victoria Climbie, Jasmine Beckford etc and it always extends back as far as Maria Colwell. The ‘Daily Mail’ publishes a ‘why oh why’ article and ‘The Guardian’ bangs on about the complexities of social work and ooh social workers are damned if they do and damned if they don’t. I can answer the Daily Mail’s ‘why oh why’ conundrum; it isn’t a matter of woolly lefties, it is a matter of a long-standing collusion on the part of the social work establishment with organised criminals who have been targeting vulnerable people since the 1960s. There are good people who enter social work, but they do not stay there. The people who do remain are abusive and dishonest or grossly incompetent. The reason why nothing at all has changed since Maria’s death is that people like Olive Stevenson were appointed to the Panels of Inquiry and given jobs as Professors of Social Work. There is no-one but the Olives there which is why nothing ever improves.
From 1973 to 1978, Stevenson was a member of the Royal Commission on Civil Liability. Olive will have been delighted at being able to chip in there. From 1977 to 1983, she was Chairwoman of the Advisory Committee on Rent Rebates and Rent Allowances (ACRRRA). Olive was a member of the Social Security Advisery Committee, 1982-2002; this is the successor body to ACRRRA. From 1985-1990, Olive was a member of the Registered Homes Tribunal; as was a member of Dafydd’s gang in north Wales who had ignored the abuse of children in children’s homes in Clwyd when the welfare of children in those homes had been part of his remit. See previous posts…
Stevenson served as a Chairwomen of a number of organisations: Age Concern England, 1980 to 1983); Councils for Voluntary Service National Association, 1985-88 and Care and Repair, 1993 to 1997. Members of Dafydd’s gang are involved with all of these organisations as well…
Readers will no doubt be impressed with the number of appointments of this sort that Olive The Paedophiles’ Friend managed to clock up. I need to remind them that Huw Vaughan Thomas, who succeeded Ioan Bowen Rees as the Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council and colluded with the same paedophile gang, has a far more impressive list of public appointments. Huw has held high office in all the best County Councils with major abuse problems in their Social Services Depts, he worked as a Civil Service mandarin in the Dept of Employment when Tom King and Peter Morrison cluttered up that Dept, Huw was an adviser to the Welsh Assembly and then when Jeremy Colman, the Auditor General for Wales, was imprisoned for child porn offences, Huw succeeded him as Auditor General. Beat that Olive. Huw is a lawyer. See post ‘I Know Nuzzing’. Furthermore Huw’s wife Enid Rowlands has broken the glass ceiling in terms of Rampant Corruption in an even bigger way than Olive, although Enid never made it into Richard Crossman’s inner circle. Enid is Of Dafydd. Enid grew up in Llanwrst – as did Topsy and Tim – and is a psychology graduate, I suspect from UCNW. Enid has been a member of the Boards of BUPA and S4C, she has sat on the GMC, she is Chair of the Solicitors’ Regulation Authority and of course Enid was a Director of the North Wales Health Authority, at the same time as Topsy’s brother Tim. Enid got into hot water when she was Chair of ELWA, a ‘learning and training’ quango and couldn’t explain what had happened to a few million. Then it was revealed that she had given Topsy’s brother Tim a job as CEO of ELWA without explaining to the world that she was good mates with Tim and sat on the North Wales Health Authority with him. Enid refused to resign and no-one sacked or prosecuted her or indeed Tim. Tim was then given the job of CEO of HIW (Health Inspectorate Wales), where he remained for many years refusing to investigate serious complaints about the NHS and signing off inspection reports declaring dangerous abusive services to be ‘excellent’. See previous posts for info on Enid.
Olive Stevenson was a lesbian. She described the relationships that she did have as “fraught with tension and pain” and this led her to undergo psychoanalysis. Who better to join the Westminster Paedophile Ring as an adviser and then be appointed to senior positions teaching social work students?
Olive “remained deeply distrustful of Catholicism” as a result of her parents being Irish protestants who had experienced discrimination in Ireland and had moved to England to escape that. In her youth Olive was a Congregationalist but later became agnostic. Sadly Olive the lesbian agnostic was just as abusive and wreaked as much havoc as the best Papist Molester or Dirty Vicar.
Stevenson was appointed a CBE in Lilibet’s 1994 Birthday Honours “for the development of social services”. As Dafydd’s gang neglected and abused their clients and perjured themselves in Court repeatedly in attempts to secure convictions against them. On 9 June 1994, Matt Arnold, the former Headmaster of Bryn Estyn, died of an ‘unspecified blood disorder’. On 13 June 1994, the trial of Peter Howarth, Arnold’s long-standing friend and colleague at Bryn Estyn, on a number of counts of sexually abusing the boys in his care in north Wales opened. Howarth was found guilty in July and sentenced to 10 years in prison.
Olive was made an Honorary Professor of Kingston University – which had merged with St George’s Hospital Medical School a few years previously – in 2003 and of Hong Kong Polytechnic University in 2004.
The obituary for Olive which appeared ‘The Guardian’ was written by Phyllida Parsloe:
Olive Stevenson, who has died aged 82, was the leading social work academic of her generation. She helped to improve the well-being and safety of vulnerable children and adults, made an immense contribution in teaching, writing and practice, and influenced several generations of scholars. She was also the founding editor of the British Journal of Social Work, the subject’s first academic journal in Britain. In the 1970s she came to national attention when she was a member of the inquiry into the death from abuse of the seven-year-old Maria Colwell: in her minority report she supported the efforts of social workers.
Olive was born in South Croydon, Surrey. Her parents had moved to nearby Purley from Dublin. Her father, a civil servant, was a protestant and feared for his career prospects in the newly formed Irish republic. Her half-sister had died from tuberculosis and Olive grew up with parents who were anxious about her health. But Olive thrived at school and won a place at Oxford to study English. She then trained in social work at the London School of Economics.
As did so many other Caring Young Women of her generation who went on to become key facilitators of the Westminster Paedophile Ring eg. Dafydd’s mate Lady Juliet Bingly.
Her first job was as a child care officer with Devon county council, which was known for its good practice. In 1958 she enrolled on the demanding and prestigious advanced casework course at the Tavistock clinic, London,
The Tavi that was packed with the senior colleagues of Dafydd who were involved in with organised abuse, including ‘Jock’ Sutherland, from Scotland. See post ‘The Vermin Club’.
and after this went into academic teaching, first at the University of Bristol and then, in 1962, at Oxford. After 14 successful years there, she was appointed to a professorship at the University of Keele. In 1984 she joined Nottingham University as professor of social work.
Her first book was Someone Else’s Child: A Book for Foster Parents (1964).
In north Wales, children were abused by foster parents as well as in children’s homes. Complaints or even injuries to the children were ignored. Children who ran away and reported the abuse to the North Wales Police were driven back to their foster homes accompanied by the police and their social workers and told to ‘repeat your allegations in front of your foster mother/father’. See posts ‘More Post-Waterhouse Glittering Careers’ and ‘Tower Hamlets, Paul Boateng and Tessa Jowell’ for an account of just how unsuitable some foster parents in north Wales were.
I remember one foster parent telling me that the book had helped her to understand what the task involved and made her feel appreciated. In all, Olive wrote or co-wrote 12 books plus numerous chapters, journal articles and research reports. Writing seemed to come easily to her and even non-academics found her simple prose pleasurable to read.
She covered a wide range of topics including children in care, child abuse and neglect, child protection and inter-agency working. In later years she turned her attention to the safeguarding of vulnerable adults. When the new local authority social services departments were established in the 1970s, Olive wrote Social Service Teams: The Practitioner’s View (1978). Through her work with the British Journal of Social Work she also became well known in Hong Kong and Australia.
Olive came to wider attention when she was involved in the inquiry into the circumstances surrounding the death of Maria Colwell. This inquiry upset Olive deeply.
Most other people were upset by the circumstances of Maria’s death rather than the Inquiry.
She did not agree with the way the committee had interpreted the evidence and in her minority report pointed out the complexities of the role performed by social workers.
The ‘complexities of the role’ was used as an excuse on every occasion that a social worker in north Wales was caught behaving appallingly in circumstances that could not be denied. There were no complexities; they were running a trafficking gang, it was quite simple.
She also wrote a section of the main report on inter-professional working, then an unopened area. This allbrought her what she described as something like celebrity, which she did not welcome.
She retired officially from the University of Nottingham in 1994, but continued studying and teaching, supervising research students and chairing committees. She was effective thanks to the combination of her intellectual power, ability to communicate, emotional intelligence and her wit. She only really gave up her work at the university in 2010.
So Olive stepped down from officialdom in 1994, after Howarth was convicted and the media was full of articles alleging a VIP paedophile ring in north Wales, followed by angry How Very Dare Yous from those we know and love. But Olive hadn’t gone at all! Olive had only disappeared from public view, which would have been useful for her if anyone who knew what she had been involved was keeping tabs on her. Dafydd adopted the same strategy. As I and others angrily demanded to know why our serious complaints had not been followed up as we gained more and more evidence, in 1995 we were told verbally and by letter that Dafydd had retired, that he was gone and wasn’t coming back and no longer wielded influence over anyone or anything. Dafydd had in reality been given the contract for providing ‘substance abuse services’ for the whole of north Wales, he was running ‘private’ homes – full of people who were placed there by local authorities and the NHS – writing expert witness reports for Courts, holding sex therapy clinics, PTSD clinics, drug clinics and giving evidence to Parliamentary Committees. ‘Retired and gone’. The general public were also told that the North Wales Hospital closed down in the summer of 1995. It didn’t. Part of it closed down, but there were inmates out there for years after 1995, but the NHS has never admitted who was there and when the last patients really did leave.
In June this year came her memoir, Reflections on a Life in Social Work, in which she shared 60 years of experience and the motivations that had inspired her life.
Olive also had a skill and a capacity for friendship, which I enjoyed for the 50 or so years I knew her. She is survived by two nieces and a nephew.
There are a number of comments that have been left by readers in response to Olive’s obituary. One comment states: ‘I know that her minority report on the death of Maria Colwell was very much appreciated by Dennis Allen, then Director of Social Services in East Sussex, who were responsible for Maria’s care,and by front line child protection workers at the time.’
Dennis Allen and his colleagues will have been delighted at Olive’s Report, they were in a great deal of trouble until Olive came along and banged on about the complexities of the social work role. East Sussex was the location of Dafydd’s partner gang. John Allen trafficked the kids from children’s homes in north Wales to brothels that he owned in London and Brighton. Whether John Allen – currently serving his third prison sentence for the sexual abuse of kids in his care – is any relation to Dennis Allen I don’t know.
Another comment stated: Phyllida Parsloe’s excellent obituary does not mention one phase in Olive Stevenson’s life: when she was temporarily seconded as social work adviser to the Supplementary Benefits Commission. She subsequently wrote a sensitive book about the SBC’s more difficult customers, Claimant or Client?, which should be read by the modern politicians who rush to stereotype and punish social security claimants. After that experience she set up a research project on long-term male unemployment and gave me the big break of my career in inviting me to lead one wing of that project, an empirical study that showed the overwhelming significance of poor health and low skill as the key predictorsof difficulties of getting back into work. Olive was a supportive and caring person to work for. She taught me a lot; to this day I advise students on the value of what she called ‘tacking threads’, to hold the narrative together but subsequently to be taken out. I went on to work on her study of the impact of the Seebohm report and have very happy memories of six years spent working with her in Oxford.
People like Olive are so dangerous because people who have never witnessed what they actually do to their clients read what they have written or listen to what they say and think ‘well that all sounds very reasonable’. Which it would be if they were not destroying their clients lives by ensuring that the very factors that they know will keep their clients destitute keep on happening to those clients. Illiteracy a hindrance? Then why is education for kids in care SO bad? Why did the kids in children’s homes in north Wales barely receive any schooling at all? Convictions stopping people gaining employment? Of course, that’s why Empowered Service Users were dragged through court repeatedly until finally a conviction was secured. Want to ensure that a young man who alleged that he was sexually abused by an adult male while in care is never ever listened to again? Then start spreading rumours that He Has A Problem With Women and that the Angels Are Frightened Of Him, accuse him of a sex offence, remand him in custody, ensure that he doesn’t have a change of clothes, a shower or a shave before his court appearance, remand him again for a psychiatric report, write a report based on rumour and speculation with a frightening sounding diagnosis and when he finally gets to trial, he will be found guilty. Particularly if a procession of female Angels and social workers have perjured themselves. I watched Dafydd’s gang do this to people. Furthermore, I was smeared for daring to speak up for ‘people like that’. People like what? The grown up formerly abused children whom the whole world Cares About so much? People died in prison because of that bunch of lying bastards, particularly men, because it was easier to construct them as violent or sex offenders, although Dafydd et al did their best to do that to me as well…
The Indie also published an obituary for Olive:
Olive Stevenson could not have foreseen the great consequences for her when, 40 years ago, she wrote a dissenting addendum to the report of the inquiry, of which she was a member, into the death of Maria Colwell, a child who had been killed by her stepfather. It gave her an unwanted celebrity status which unleashed invitations to lecture and speak and projected her on to the national stage.
However her dissent – she disagreed only with the analysis of the events in the first part of the child’s life – could have been avoided had the inquiry chair, Thomas Field-Fisher QC, been more flexible and understood better the issues.
The complexity of the issues perhaps? Which being a QC not a social worker he won’t have been able to grasp?
She later wrote that his and her values were fundamentally different.
His values led him to take a very dim view of the social workers charged with Maria’s care, which was the view taken by most people who knew anything about the case.
But while she never wished what she wrote to be seen as a defence of social work, right or wrong, she felt compelled to explain the complexities of social work. But she also wrote the chapter on collaboration between services in child protection, a commonplace place today but the importance of which was then little realised.
I’ve witnessed them in action; ‘collaboration’ is indeed exactly what happens. Collaboration on the part of everyone to ensure that no matter how badly those we know and love have ‘failed’, no matter how many laws they have broken or how serious their misconduct, it will all be explained away by the complexities of the issues. Even when Dafydd has caused every single one of those complexities.
Stevenson was born in 1930 in Croydon and grew up in Purley, the youngest child of John and Evelyn (née Dobbs), a civil servant and housewife. Her parents were Irish non-churchgoing Protestants who had come to England from Dublin fearing discrimination by the new Catholic Free State.
Their daughter, a youthful Congregationalist who became an agnostic, remained deeply distrustful of Catholicism.
Which will have caused massive problems for her Catholic clients. Complex ones as well.
When at the local Whitgift Girls School she told the headmistress that she wanted to do psychology when she grew up, her mother was told that she should not read Freud. She did,
It won’t have been a good idea, but not for the reasons that Olive’s mum feared…
and at 17 worked as an assistant house mother in a Croydon children’s home.
After “the Tavvie” she moved to Bristol University in 1959, working as social work researcher and tutor, and in 1962 she assumed a lectureship (and later readership) in applied social studies at Oxford, where she was later professorial fellow at St Anne’s. While there she spent a year as adviser to the Supplementary Benefits Commission, from which came Claimant or Client? (1972), when she saw the issues as relevant to wider social policy as social security.
Her first book, published in 1964, had been a guide for foster parents and she was to write and edit eight more and co-edit and co-write others. She was also the founder and first editor of the British Journal of Social Work. In 1976 she went to Keele as its first female professor and in 1984 took the chair in social work at Nottingham. Her overseas work included visiting professorships in Israel and Australia and supervising PhD students in Hong Kong, while in China she was part of the development of Beijing University’s growth of social-work training.
In retirement she became one of the first chairs of an area child protection committee (now local safeguarding boards). She also continued to teach and write and supervise research students and only left Nottingham properly in 2010. From the 1980s she started to write and lecture extensively about older people, being at one time chair of Age Concern England. Her work on child protection caused her to link that with the parallel but then far-less recognised subject of the abuse of older people.
It was recognised. The state-sanctioned abuse of the elderly caused ructions in the late 1960s. The Ely Hospital Scandal… Barbara Robb’s book ‘Sans Everything’… It was well-known but the state chose to open fire on the man who blew the whistle on Ely – well he was black – and on Robb, while accepting that yes, things were, er, a disgrace.
Tawel Fan Ward at Ysbyty Glan Clwyd, north Wales, 2013-14. The biggest EMI scandal that there has ever been in the UK. The hospital was run by Dafydd’s gang. The only member of staff who was disciplined was the Angel who blew the whistle. She was suspended, sacked and then struck off. She did not make one unfounded allegation and at no time did she take part in the abuse.
..In her recently published memoir, Reflections on a Life in Social Work, she wrote openly about her lesbianism, having lived for much of the time when it was surrounded by secrecy and stigma, which personally caused her unease.
If only Olive had felt as much unease at the boys of 12 and 13 being gang-raped and forced into working as rent boys while in children’s homes in north Wales.
Her wit, practical wisdom, intelligence and an ability to weld anelegant and brilliant synthesis between social policy and social work practice were a hallmark of her work, which influenced generations of academics and practitioners. All this was underpinned by her quest for how both she and her students and readers could use mind and feelings (“heart and head”) together.
Although Stevenson could appear forbidding, it is obvious from her memoir that beneath the carapace of the professional self-assurance and eminence
An overbearing arrogant pompous old bag.
lay anxieties and complexities with which she had to cope all her life, and the struggle to be “freed to be myself”.
Olive was the one who was really suffering!
She wrote of relationships (while not mentioning individuals) that were “fraught with tension and pain” and took her to undergo psychoanalysis.
She died guardedly optimistic that a positive change was coming to social work. Managerialism and central diktat had obscured its vision and ethical basis,
These were imposed by neoliberal gov’ts in a vain attempt to reign in the idiocy and chaos. It did of course just add to the idiocy and chaos as did the rise and rise of the NHS manager.
which she wanted to it rediscover. They were qualities which her own work strove to engender.
It was Terry Philpot who wrote this hagiography of Olive; Terry has featured previously on this blog for waxing lyrical about dangerous criminals employed as social workers.
Kingston University website mourned the passing of dear old Olive as well: ‘Sad news: Professor Olive Stevenson passes away’
16 October 2013
It is with great sadness that we write with news of Professor Olive Stevenson’s death on Monday 30 September. Olive had suffered a stroke in 2010 and encountered health problems since then. On 30 September, she was at home with her good friend Professor Phyllida Parsloe when she died peacefully in her sleep. [I get the impression that Phyllida was Olive’s partner.]
Olive’s legacy to social work during more than 50 years was immense. She was described as “the foremost social work educator of her generation, an inspiring lecturer, a prolific scholar and inquiring researcher and committed public servant and consultant” (extract from information about her memoir Reflections on a Life in Social Work (2013)). Since her involvement in the Maria Colwell Inquiry in 1974 (Maria was killed by her stepfather in 1973), Olive has been a powerful champion for social work and for children and older people on whom she focused.
Tawel Fan. The scandal happened two months after this guff appeared on Kingston University’s website.
We are personally grateful to Olive in her role as honorary professor at Kingston University. She inspired staff, students and many practitioners attending our annual research conference which she chaired until her health prevented her.
Hilary Tompsett was fortunate to see her last on 3 June at her home – the week her memoir was published, and Ray Jones visited regularly.
I’m fairly sure that is the Professor Ray Jones who’s publications with regard to social work scandals can only be regarded as masterpieces of satirical comedy. Ray managed to write a book about Baby P in which he maintained that social workers had not fallen short and yes, Sharon Shoesmith was the victim. Even people most sympathetic to the Complexities Of The Role had to stand back re Baby P and say ‘Christ, how did Shoesmith and her team ever let that happen?’ Because there was so much focus on the fuckwittery of the social workers in the Baby P case, many people missed the collusion of Great Ormond Street Hospital. The Top Doc who examined Baby P when he was taken to GOSH couldn’t explain how she had failed to notice that he had a broken back. I was told that she didn’t ever examine him…
She was amazingly supported by good friends and family and will be much missed. She will also be remembered and missed for her “academic brilliance and humanity” (Harry Ferguson, introduction to her memoir);
and for her great insight and wisdom about the very difficult job that good social work is. She never lost her faith in the profession for which she trained or herunderstanding of the lived experiences for practitioners and recipients of services.
The lived experience for recipients of the Services in north Wales was gang rape. According to one boy at Bryn Estyn, while the man in this pic watched:
Olive’s funeral is on 16 October in Oxfordshire. Our thoughts will be especially with Olive’s friends and family.
Would these be the friends who were the source of pain?
Now then. Phyllida. Olive’s friend of decades. There are no obits for Phyllida, presumably because she is still alive, but I have found out a bit about her. Phyllida currently describes herself as an ‘Independent management consulting professional’, but I have found a detailed account of the life and times of Phyllida on the website of the University of the West of England. Read it and shudder:
University of the West of England, Nov 2001:
Phyllida Parsloe is to be awarded the Honorary Degree of Doctor of Science in recognition of her distinguished career and related achievements and of her contribution to health and social care in particular. Phyllida Parsloe was born in London and attended Wimbledon High School.
Wimbledon has long since been one of the favourite residential locations for Top Docs and senior staff of Springfield, Tooting Bec, St James’s and St George’s Hospitals (before Tooting Bec and St James’s closed), as well as for the more highly paid staff of Wandsworth Borough Council. A trafficking ring operated in the area facilitated by these institutions/organisations as long ago as the 1950s. It was given a substantial boost by Dafydd’s partners in crime in south London from the late 1960s onward, in particular the Labour Councillor and then MP John Tilley. See previous posts. The ring at Wandsworth was part of the Westminster Paedophile Ring that Richard Crossman’s DHSS was running.
She is a graduate of the University of Bristol and the London School of Economics.
Phyllida was at Bristol in the late 1940s. She is of the right vintage to have known Dr D.G.E. Wood’s father, a Top Doc in Bristol at that time.
Crossman’s advisers were mostly drawn from the LSE.
Having begun her career in social work as a Probation Officer for Devon County Council, from 1959 to 1965
Phyllida Parsloe worked at St George’s Hospital as a psychiatric social worker.
St George’s was the London hospital which was at the centre of the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Until it relocated to Tooting in 1980, it was located at Hyde Park Corner in Knightbridge and St George’s was very posh, very elitist and always happy to do favours for rich, titled people in trouble. Lord Lucan’s wife was sectioned by St George’s after he tried to murder her and murdered their nanny Sandra Rivett. While St George’s accused Lady Lucan of being a nutter – although she had head injuries – Lord Lucan fled the country. See previous posts. St George’s Dept of Psychiatry developed a specialism in discrediting the victims of rich and famous criminals years ago as a result of Professor Desmond Curran arriving at St George’s and attracting and training other Top Docs who also discredited victims of crime. Norman Scott found himself in Desmond Curran’s hands when he had a nervous breakdown in the early 1960s as a result of his relationship with Mr Thrope. When Harold Wilson’s Gov’t announced that the new flagship replacement for the St George’s building at Hyde Park Corner would be located at Tooting, one of the St George’s psychiatrists, Peter Brett Storey, formed a link with Springfield Hospital in advance. See post ‘Meet The Gwerin!’. Thus the Top Docs of Belgravia who were facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring moved in next door to Springfield Hospital which was already in business with Dafydd et al, as was Wandsworth Borough Council.
Phyllida may have worked at St George’s back at the dawn of creation, but St George’s is a place of Nepotism and Corruption and the nepotistic corrupt ones hang on to their old pals tightly.
She then moved into the academicworld and lectured at the London School of Economics between 1965 –1970.
Crossman’s mates Brian Abel-Smith and Richard Titmuss reigned supreme and had been churning out graduates who colluded with organised abuse for years by then.
Merfyn’s late wife Nerys was formerly married to the Harvard sociologist Orlando Patterson who received his PhD from the LSE in 1965. See previous posts.
In 1970 she became Associate Professor at the Law Faculty, University of Indiana, USA, and in 1973 Professor of Social Work at the University of Aberdeen.
Phyllida will have known about Sir Dugald Baird and Lord Bob Boothby at Aberdeen. The dreadful Professor J.B. Owen at UCNW who was Of Dafydd’s Gang worked at Aberdeen University and Sinclair Buchan, an oceanographer at UCNW who was mates with Dr Tony Jones, a big pal of many members of the gang, studied at Aberdeen. See previous posts.
Professor Parsloe was appointed Professor of Social Work at the University of Bristol in 1978.
Bristol University was not only the domain of D.G.E. Wood, David Hunt and Peter Townsend, but Gordon Brown’s wife Sarah did her degree in psychology there, at the same time as a girl from Bangor did hers, Sarah Jenkins. Sarah’s mother Sheila Jenkins was a psychiatric social worker who was a paid-up member of Dafydd’s gang. See previous posts.
She has been a member of the Central Council for Education and Training in Social Work since 1986 and was a key member of the Wagner Committee which reviewed residential care in 1988. Between 1988 and 1991 Professor Parsloe was Pro-Vice-Chancellor at the University of Bristol where she held a Chair in Social Work until 1996 and remains an Emeritus Professor.
Phyllida was PVC when Bristol University’s old boy D.G.E. Wood and their other old boy Lord David Hunt were up to their eye-balls in Dafydd’s gang in north Wales and using every network that they could, including that of Bristol University. Professor Peter Townsend and his wife Baroness Jean were in Bristol at this time.
Professor Parsloe has made a massive contribution to both health and social care in Bristol. In particular she has supported and developed joint working between the University of the West of England and the University of Bristol and has helped forge the excellent working relationships between the two social work departments.
So both of those universities have now been infected by Phyllida…
Throughout Professor Parsloe’s career she has shown a life long commitment to applying the highest levels of academic rigour to thesolution of very practical problems.
Which will be why social work is in such a healthy state as a profession with high levels of client satisfaction and able people tripping over themselves to become social workers. Although Phyllida’s most pressing practical problem will have been how to keep her and her mates all out of prison by doing anything, anything at all, to conceal their criminality.
She was a co founder of Dementia Voice; she is now its Chair and continues to support the strong links the organisation has with the University of the West of England’s Faculty of Health and Social Care.
Professor Parsloe’s contribution to education and the region has been significant and important. As Chair of the North Bristol NHS Trust she has encouraged a very special relationship between the Faculty of Health andSocial Care and the Trust.
Although that ended in tears two years after UWE honoured Phyllida; UWE honoured Phyllida the year after the Waterhouse Report was published.
Here’s the geriatric moll:
Some of her contributions to academia:
BBC News online, 14 May, 2003
Trust Chairman Quits Over Debt
Professor Parsloe has been chairman of NBT since 1999
The chair of a health trust which is £44.3m in debt has resigned.
Professor Phyllida Parsloe announced she was quitting the job as chair of North Bristol NHS Trust (NBT) after disclosure of deficits at the trust’s two hospitals.
On Tuesday, she said she was resigning because, as chairman, she was ultimately accountable for the overspend.
An investigation by the local Strategic Health Authority into the debts is expected within a month.
Professor Parsloe said: “North Bristol NHS Trust has not lived up to the appropriate requirements of a public service body,”
“We have failed both to achieve a break-even year end financial position and to predict the extremely serious deficit we have now announced.”
The Trust’s recently-appointed chief executive, Sonia Mills, said: “I understand and respect the sentiments that Professor Parsloe has expressed today which have lead to her resignation.
“She has undertaken this role with tremendous integrity which is consistent with her actions today.”
Anthea Millett, chair of the Avon, Gloucestershire and Wiltshire Strategic Health Authority, added: “‘Professor Parsloe has given long service to the NHS and we are very grateful for the work she has done over several years.
”As chairman, she considered that she carried overall responsibility for the performance of the organisation and I respect her decision to resign.”
Professor Parsloe had been chairman of NBT since it was formed from the merger of the two previous Frenchay and Southmead trusts in 1999.
She was previously the chair of the former Frenchay Healthcare NHS Trust.
The NHS in the south west of England has been very troubled for the past few years. There have been a spate of suicides of junior doctors which no-one has been able to explain, including docs in Bristol and the students at Bristol University have been dropping like lemmings. The student suicides have been the source of terrible publicity for Bristol University who stand accused of not giving sufficient support for students with mental health problems, but no-one has asked where the NHS was. One would have thought with Phyllida at the helm of both the NHS and Bristol University and with fingers in the pie which is UWE too, she ought to be asked about rather more than the NHS debt.
Phyllida is listed as a Trustee of the Sir Halley Stewart Trust, ‘a grant-giving charity that supports innovative and pioneering Social, Medical and Religious projects, to enable human flourishing and to prevent suffering’. Phyllida’s biography as supplied by the Sir Halley Stewart Trust reads:
Professor Phyllida Parsloe, BA, AAPSW, PhD Phyllida Parsloe has been a probation officer, psychiatric social worker and professor of social work. Since retirement she has chaired an NHS Hospital Trust and is involved with a number of voluntary agencies working with refugees and asylum seekers, older people and those with dementia. She serves as a Town Councillor and was previously Mayor of Thornbury, Bristol. She also chairs a local Community Centre.
Phyllida has been listed as a Director of numerous organisations:
Phyllida also appears on the Age UK Bristol website:
History of the Research Forum
The forum had its first meeting late in 1997. It was based on an idea put forward by Age Concern Bristol (now Age UK Bristol) Trustee, Professor Phyllida Parsloe that one of the functions of Age Concern Bristol, beyond delivering services and campaigning, should be to communicate the results of relevant policy research to planners, managers, service providers and users in the Bristol area.
So after a lifetime of telling people what to do with disastrous results, Phyllida is going to tell yet more people what to do.
About the Research Forum
From the start, the forum illustrated this principle by working alongside Brunelcare, a Bristol based organisation that has been involved for over sixty years in providing support for older people of limited means, ranging from home care through to residential care. Over the last twenty years, quarterly meetings have been held in premises run by Brunelcare.
Care has been taken to select researchers whose work is of practical relevance to practitioners and managers. Most of the speakers have been from the Bristol area (particularly from the two universities in the city), though limited funds have occasionally enabled the Forum organisers to call upon researchers from further afield. Some of the speakers are regular attendees at Forum meetings. This adds depth to the linkages between the research and the policy communities. To enhance this service, summaries of speakers’ presentations (together with e-mail contact addresses) arecirculated to people on the Forum mailing list. In this way, the results of research are disseminated to a wider group of people than those who are able to be at a particular meeting. In addition, there is an Information Exchange standing item on the agenda for each meeting and informal opportunities to meet over coffee before and during the break.
We would not be believed if we claimed that visible consequences flowed from every one of the 50+ talks given so far, but some positive outcomescan be identified, for instance, in terms of good practice in relation to dementia care; and the researchers themselves have been able to discuss with people present the sensitive issue of access to staff or service users in future projects. Equally important, the discussion, comments and questions that flow from the presentations have a broader effect on the overall climate in which valuable work in support of older people is undertaken. One obvious measure of success of the Forum lies in the fact that since 1997 the numbers attending have, if anything, tended to rise. The organisers of the Forum do listen to the audience and try to respond to their concerns by identifying and calling upon well based research that addresses their preoccupations.
While searching for gen on Phyllida’s pal Olive, I noticed this obituary for social worker Elwyn Owens in The Guardian’s ‘Other Lives’ column published in Nov 2015, written by his wife Jane Owens:
My husband, Elwyn Owens, who has died of cancer aged 76, worked throughout his life to improve the lives of children and vulnerable people, first as a social worker and then in various managerial positions in social services, including with Barnardo’s and ChildLine.
Elwyn was born in Stockport, Cheshire, to Thomas Owens, a builder, and Gladys (also born Owens), a housewife. However, he spent most of his childhood near Mold, in north-east Wales. After leaving Mold Alun grammar school at 16, he worked at a brickworks and the blood bank, both formative experiences, and then studied theology at London Bible College. He initially joined the probation service, but after qualifying as a social worker at Manchester University he switched in 1966 to become a social worker with Liverpool city council, rising swiftly to become district personal services officer in Everton. There he managed a busy team in a community facing significant deprivation, tackling numerous challenges with energy, imagination and commitment.
A lectureship in social work at Liverpool University led Elwyn to become active in the British Association of Social Workers, of which he eventually became chair. In 1980 he moved down to London to become Barnardo’s divisional director in the capital, where he was an early advocate of giving children a voice.
After a decade at Barnardo’s, Elwyn moved to Wales in 1992 to work for ChildLine, establishing its regional office in Manchester. The following year he went freelance, working for a number of local authorities and voluntary organisations in Wales, north-west England and London, not only with children and vulnerable adults but also with the Esmee Fairbairn Foundation, assessing and making recommendations on a wide range of grant applications.
In retirement he channelled his energies into his local community, helping with various projects, such as a pantomime and a lunch club, at his local village, Gwernymynydd, near Mold. He was also chair of governors at Gwernymynydd’s primary school. A lover of oral history and a wonderful listener, Elwyn enjoyed recording people talking about their lives, and created a number of CDs from such sessions.
Throughout his life he was always willing to face difficult issues and to find creative and balanced ways of responding to them. He was a skilful strategist and problem-solver who encouraged others to grow in confidence and to help themselves. All that he did was tempered with kindness, compassion and unfeigned respect.
He is survived by me, by his children, Stephen, Sarah and Jane, from his first marriage, to Pat (nee Hazlehurst), which ended in divorce.
As they say in Bethesda: ‘Jesus Christ…’
One of Richard Crossman’s guests at his DHSS Houseparties is described in Crossman’s ‘Diaries’ as a ‘great girl for birth control’. I presumed that this throwaway line was a description of a flibbertigibbet in the office to whom Crossman had taken a shine . No, the great girl for birth control was married to the lawyer for the Mirror newspaper and became a Labour peer. She cannot be summed up in a few lines, so I’ll leave the great girl for birth control for a future post discussing more of those with whom Crossman discussed Uganda at the DHSS.
Contraceptives at the ready, the boss has arrived, with a friend.
I listened to the Radio 4 obituaries programme ‘Last Word’ yesterday and they paid tribute to Julia Grant, the trans-activist who was the subject of a series of BBC TV documentaries which charted her gender reassignment during the 1980s and 90s. I only watched one of the documentaries, screened in the 1990s. It was one which contained footage of Julia – who began life as George Roberts – during her consultation some years previously with a Top Doc at Charing Cross, a psychiatrist who was a gender identity specialist. Julia was obliged to see this man before the gender reassignment surgery that she wanted could go ahead. The Top Doc concerned refused to allow his face to be shown on camera or to be identified.
The Top Doc treated Julia dreadfully, absolutely dreadfully. So much so that the crap faced by transgender people gained a great deal of publicity. At one point he snapped at Julia ‘you have stepped out of line and I don’t like people who step out of line’. He subsequently turned down her request for gender realignment surgery. During the consultation Julia was reduced to jelly. She was not highly educated and had no education at all in medicine so was not able to identify the many ways in which the Top Doc breached all good practice and thus she did not say ‘what the fuck do you think that you are doing?’
This was the Charing Cross Gender Identity Clinic, supposedly the global leader in that field. We take referrals from across the world! Yes and as far as NHS UK patients went, it was that shitbag whom they had to encounter if they wanted gender reassignment surgery. No other option. You have this bastard or you don’t even get considered for treatment.
The nation however missed something. This Doc was not alone in being a psychiatrist who conducted himself in that manner. Many of them did, including Dr Tony Roberts at the Hergest Unit, until Roberts finally retired not so long ago. Exactly the same bedside manner: rude, insulting, with bizarre notions of what constitutes ‘gender appropriate’ behaviour, deliberately intimidating. The geographical area covered by Tony Roberts had the second highest suicide rate among women in England and Wales, except for Camden. When I complained to the GMC about Roberts in 2002, the GMC did not investigate my complaint. They maintained that Tony Roberts had not done anything inappropriate. Although he had ordered my key worker off of my case – my key worker whom I liked – appointed himself my doctor against my wishes, refused to treat me and then ordered every other Top Doc not to treat me on the grounds that I was ‘his patient’. One night a I rang the GP on-call, who recorded on my file ‘suicidal ++++’ and contacted Roberts. Roberts faxed two words back – ‘DO NOTHING’.
I was not alone in having these experiences with Roberts. As another patient observed, he was ‘another dangerous madman’. Tony Roberts graduated from Manchester University in 1984. He trained with the abusive nutters there who included Dafydd’s old boss Dr Bob Hobson, who ran a sex abuse ring at the Maudsley and then in 1974 relocated to Manchester where he expanded on the ring there (see post ‘The Mentor’). Ian Brockington, Tony Francis’s former boss, also worked at Manchester University, until he joined Dafydd and Francis’s mate Professor Robert Bluglass at the University of Birmingham (see post ‘Ian Brockington’s Mischief’). After learning at their knees, Roberts headed for a job at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh where he joined Dafydd and then Roberts was appointed Clinical Director of the Hergest Unit…
Years later, my lawyers discovered a document in the possession of the GMC purporting to be my letter of complaint about Tony Roberts. It was a forgery. See post ‘The General Medical Council And Yet Another Forged Document’.
Although the Top Doc who treated Julia Grant so appallingly refused to allow himself to be identified at the time of the TV programme, he was later revealed to be John Randell. John Randell was one fun guy, but no-one dared mention anything at the time other than his sadism towards Julia Grant. By the time that Randell’s earlier interview with Julia was broadcast on the programme that I watched, Randell had been dead since 1982. Although the old bastard had been 6 ft under for years, no-one dared say anything ruder about him in public other than that he was old fashioned, showed bigotry towards transgender people and had some rather odd views about women.
John Randell was born in Penarth, Cardiff in 1918. He qualified as a Top Doctor at the Welsh National School of Medicine in 1941. From 1942-46 he was a Surgeon Lieutenant in the RNVR. Randall knew Gwynne the lobotomist , Professor Geoffrey Chamberlain who facilitated the paedophile/trafficking ring at St George’s Hospital Medical School which was linked to Dafydd’s gang and Randell also knew about the Naughtiness In High Places re Lord Louis Mountbatten and the gay spies in the Admiralty, as discussed in my post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’.
After serving in the RNVR, Randell worked at Guy’s, St George’s and Tommy’s Hospitals. All of which were already facilitating the organised abuse upon which Dafydd et al expanded into a pan-European ring in the 1970s. In 1950 Randell was appointed Physician for Psychological Medicine at Charing Cross. There he worked with Lennox Broster who had been treating intersex people since the 1930s, but not transsexuals as such.
Lennox Ross Broster (1889 – 12 April 1965) was a South African-born surgeon who spent most of his career at Charing Cross. Broster was educated in Grahamstown, first at St Andrew’s College, then at Rhodes University College. Broster received a Rhodes Scholarship and began studying medicine at Trinity College, Oxford. He continued his medical training at Guy’s Hospital, qualifying as a Top Doc from there. Broster served with the RAMC during WW I. After WW I, Broster specialised in the treatment of endocrine disease. In the 1930s and 1940s Broster was among the first surgeons to operate routinely on intersex patients, in work that received frequent coverage in the British press and helped to establish Charing Cross Hospital as a centre for intersex and transgender medicine. His patients during this period included the Olympic athlete Mark Weston.
Broster held junior surgical positions at a number of hospitals, including at the Radcliffe Infirmary and at Guy’s Hospital. He also worked at the Queen’s Hospital for Children. During this period Broster became associated with Charing Cross, where he would remain for the rest of his career. A history of Charing Cross published in 1967 stated that Broster had been “one of the outstanding surgeons” there. Although employed as a general surgeon, Broster took a special interest in endocrinology. Simultaneously with his work at Charing Cross, Broster also served as a consultant to several other hospitals – the Bute Hospital in Luton, Chesham Cottage Hospital, Dunstable Hospital, Beckenham Hospital – and to the Church Army.
In the 1930s and 1940s Broster provided surgical and hormonal treatment to intersex patients, in collaboration with the psychiatrist Clifford Allen. This attracted considerable press attention to Broster and Charing Cross during the 1930s. A 1938 story in the News of the Screws described Broster as “the famous surgeon, who has brought new hope and happiness into the baffled lives of many men and women who were desirous of changing their sex”. Although journalists often described the treatment as sex changing, the patients they wrote about would more accurately be described as intersex and there is no evidence that Broster operated on transsexuals.
Broster gave lecture tours of the United States and Canada in 1936 and 1937. Broster gave lectures to the American Surgical Association in 1941 and he became an honorary fellow of the Association in 1942. In 1948 the South African Medical Association invited Broster to lecture in South Africa and in 1950 he was a visiting Professor at Cairo University. Broster was Chairman of the Court of examiners of the Royal College of Surgeons of England and also acted as an examiner for the Universities of Oxford, Cambridge and Leeds.
Broster represented the South African branches of the BMA on the BMA’s Council, 1938-45/46, when the independent Medical Association of South Africa was established. Broster was also involved with the BMA’s Section of Surgery, serving as an honorary Secretary in 1929 and a Vice-President in 1950.
In 1950 Broster became Chairman of the Commonwealth Medical Advisory Bureau’s Committee of Management. In 1952 he became Chair of a Committee, set up jointly by the Royal Society of Medicine’s Section of Endocrinology and the Society for Endocrinology, which had the task of considering how British research in endocrinology could be encouraged. He was elected an honorary fellow of the Royal Society of Medicine in 1958.
Broster was a strong supporter of the Commonwealth of Nations.
Broster was an enthusiastic Rugby player as a student and a Top Doctor and served as President of the United Hospitals Rugby Football Club. Like all the best Top Doctors, Broster played golf and retained an interest in sports contests between Oxford and other universities.
Broster suffered a stroke after retiring, when about to sit down at Lord’s Cricket Ground to watch a match. He made a partial recovery but later died on 12 April 1965.
Working as a high profile general surgeon in Oxford at the time that he did will have meant that Broster knew and almost certainly taught Sir Charles Evans, the surgeon who served as Principal of UNCW, 1958 -84. Sir Charles trained at Oxford and spent his very early career in surgery there. See previous posts.
Lennox Broster and his wife Edith had three daughters. Their eldest daughter Cynthia also became a physician and finished her career as Principal Medical Officer for the Oxfordshire Area Health Authority. So Cynthia knew about the organised abuse of kids in care in Oxfordshire with which social work manager Barbara Kahan and her child psych husband Dr Vladimir Kahan colluded. Babs was appointed a children’s social work adviser to Keith Joseph when he was Heath’s Secretary of State at the DHSS and Babs remained advising Gov’ts for years. See post eg. ‘Always On The Side Of The Children’. Oxford University’s Dept of Psychiatry has also been complicit with the abuse of kids and vulnerable adults, as well as being party to cancer research fraud funded by the Cancer Research Campaign. See previous posts…
Cynthia married the neurologist Charles Phillips in 1942. When Charles was called up for military service in the same year, Lennox provided a recommendation that led to Charles’s appointment to the RAMC.
Charles Phillips died in September 1994 and as ever the Royal College of Physicians ‘Lives of the Fellows’ online provided an obituary:
Charles Garrett Phillips b.13 October 1916 d.9 September 1994
BA Oxon(1938) BSc(1939) BM BCh(1942) MRCP(1944) DM(1951) FRCP(1962) FRS(1963) Hon DSc Monash (1971)
As a neurologist who studied at Oxford and then soon after returned to work there, Phillips too will have known Sir Charles Evans. Phillips was only two years older than Evans…
Charles Garrett Phillips had a major impact on experimental and clinical neurology, recording from pyramidal neurons in the cortex and contributing to our understanding of central motor control. In his monographs and in many of his papers Phillips successfully demonstrated the relevance of animal data, intelligently adduced, for the management of motor disorders in man.
This sounds rather as though Charles worked in the area of primates in cages with things stuck into their heads.
Phillips’ formidable analytical intelligence was evident at an early stage, and perhaps best demonstrated in his Ferrier lecture and in two monographs. In his 1968 Royal Society Ferrier lecture Phillips explained how the brain was involved in the servo control of the muscles of the hand in primates.
I thought as much.
Secondly, with his main collaborator in the 1960s, Bob Porter, Phillips wrote a book entitled ‘Cortico spinal neurones: their role in movement ‘(London, Academic Press). Published in 1977, the monograph is a seamless synthesis of electrophysiological and micro anatomical studies in which Phillips and Porter refer frequently to the work of their contemporaries as well as historical pioneers. Phillips’second monograph on ‘Movements of the hand’(Liverpool University Press, 1985), based on his 1982 Sherrington lecture, was the acme of his scientific thought and writings. He described in detail the inputs and outputs of the cortical modules which resemble the “integrated circuits in electronics terminology”. He particularly emphasized the importance of inputs from the muscle afferents which he had already highlighted in his Ferrier lecture, and moved easily from the micro to the macro by explaining the circuitry for programmed motor patterns in the central nervous system.
Charles Garret Phillips was the son of George Ramsey Phillips, anaesthetist to St Mary’s Hospital, and Flora Phillips. He was educated at Bradfield College, Magdalen College, Oxford, and at St Bartholomew’s Hospital.
The Bart’s which by the 1970s was facilitating organised abuse which could be traced back at least to the presence of Dafydd’s pal Lady Juliet Bingley working as a medical almoner at Bart’s after she qualified at the LSE in the early 1950s. Lady Juliet’s dad Reginald Vick spent most of his career as a surgeon at Bart’s. See previous posts.
At Oxford he took a first in animal physiology. After medical qualification he spent three years in the RAMC as a neurologist during which time he took the MRCP. After the war Phillips returned to Oxford, where he became a fellow of Trinity College in 1946, a university lecturer, reader and subsequently appointed to a personal chair in neurophysiology in 1966. He was a secretary of the Physiological Society between 1960 and 1966. In 1975 he was elected to Dr Lee’s chair of anatomy at Oxford and retired in 1983.
In spite of the high status he had achieved Charles remained remarkably modest. It was this modesty and a degree of uncertainty, together with the wish not to be constrained by commitments to outside funding bodies, which prevented him from applying for a research grant.
That is the best excuse that I have ever heard for not bothering to apply for research funding.
However, it must also be admitted that the generous ‘class grant’ which the University bestowed on the physiology laboratory made an application for outside funds unnecessary.
That explains Charles suddenly being overcome by modesty.
The realization that the University’s generosity was not uniformly distributed in South Parks Road proved to be one of three culture shocks which stunned Phillips when he took up the chair of anatomy. Incontrast to the situation in the physiology laboratory, Phillips found that virtually all research depended upon outside grant funding.
Charles was astounded that the manna from heaven did not continue.
The two other shocks in store for Charles were, first, the conflict between staff which was generated by the five years of uncertainty which followed Geoffrey Harris’ untimely death in 1971,
This sounds interesting, I will dig a bit deeper when I have time.
Geoffrey Wingfield Harris was educated first at Dulwich College (1927-1931) and then at Emmanuel College, Cambridge (1932-1939). He began clinical training at St. Mary’s Hospital, London (1936-1940), worked briefly at Hillingdon County Hospital (1939) and then worked at Cambridge as the Demonstrator in Anatomy (1940-1947), Lecturer in Anatomy (1947-1948) and also Lecturer in Physiology (1947-1952). From 1952-1962 Harris was Senior Lecturer in Physiology, University of London and worked in the Laboratory of Experimental Neuroendocrinology at the Maudsley. Dafydd ‘trained’ at the Maudsley in the early 1960s at the knee of Bob Hobson the trafficker and the wider collection of dishonest incompetents whom were abusing their patients in numerous ways. See posts ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’ and ‘The Discovery Of A Whole New Galaxy…’ In 1953 Harris was elected a Fellow of the Royal Society. In 1962 he moved to Hertford College, Oxford, becoming Dr. Lee’s Professor of Anatomy, a post he held until his death in 1971.
and, secondly, the fact that the teaching of topographical anatomy had notchanged since Phillips was a student. Charles Phillips’ appointment allayed the uncertainty of the interregnum that followed the death of Harris and this, together with his gentle but firm democratic leadership, soon restored civilized relations between the staff.
Translate as ‘Phillips imposed a regime and ruled over dissenters with a rod of iron’.
But he was not so successful in revising the teaching of topographical anatomy. Charles placed greater emphasis on ‘functional’ anatomy, including the introduction of transcutaneous stimulation of muscles. But, it was clear to all that Phillips’ appointment was an interim measure. He will not be remembered as an anatomist, nor would this have been his wish.
This rather sounds as though Phillips wasn’t much good at anatomy and that someone would remind the world of this if ever anyone did remember him as an anatomist.
During his years in human anatomy Phillips also served as editor of ‘Brain’ and on the Medical Research Council, tasks which he took very seriously.
Even though his anatomy wasn’t up to much.
As editor he was proud of the fact that he did not reject papers: rather he urged respect for the work of others even though this sometimes involved major revision of the text or additional experiments to bring the manuscript up to scratch.
Everything accepted, even crap. The journal must have been very short of contributions because journal editors love rejecting papers and stressing that not any old shite gets in this journal.
Charles Phillips was a quick witted and articulate speaker and a gifted conversationalist. To dine with him at a dinner of the Physiological Society was always an immensely rich and pleasurable experience. Indeed Charles endeavoured to make each encounter with colleagues and friends an intellectual occasion using his gentle but penetrating wit and judiciously crafted turn of phrase to set the ambience.
Charles would have put Libby Purves in the shade. Please someone, take Arthur Mullard along to a Physiological Society dinner, secrete a camera about one’s person and film the occasion.
Research for Phillips came to an abrupt end when he transferred to human anatomy and retirement, when it came in 1983, was complete.
His services were dispensed with at the earliest opportunity.
This contrasted quite markedly with the lifestyle of some of his close colleagues who were equally or more active in research after retirement. But it was characteristic of Charles to follow life in a precise and orderly sequence. He also confided that experimentation through the night, which recording from cortical neurons demanded, had become too great a strain. However, it seemed to the observer that Charles was in fact quite content in that he had by the age of 58 completed the task he had set out to accomplish.
58 yrs old is very early for a scientist to pack up work. They usually cling on for decades after retirement at 60 or 65, pursuing the research that they enjoy without being bothered by the onerous admin duties imposed on them before retirement.
It is a tragic irony that the end for a man of his powerful and acute intellect was accompanied by severe mental deterioration.
I wonder what happened…
He married Cynthia, herself a physician, in 1942 and they had two daughters.
The psychiatrist who worked with Broster at Charing Cross and established that institution as the world leader in gender identity work, Clifford Allen, made a sharp distinction between intersexuality and transvestism (the term then in use for what is now described as being transgender) which Allen saw as a psychological pathology not requiring surgical intervention. In 1954 Allen wrote: ‘the abnormal minds should be treated in order to conform them with the normal body and not vice versa’.
I can’t find much about Clifford Allen online, although David Andrew Griffith’s article in ‘Sexualities’, Jan 2018, ‘Diagnosing sex: Intersex surgery and ‘sex change’ in Britain 1930–1955’ does discuss Clifford Allen:
Clifford Allen… the consultant psychiatrist at Charing Cross, the Physician in Charge of the Psychiatric Department of the Seamen’s Hospital, Greenwich, and the Assistant Physician to the Institute of Medical Psychology at the Tavistock Clinic in Bloomsbury.
Previous posts have discussed the Tavi during those years and some of the Top Docs there who were facilitating abuse, including those with links to north Wales.
Broster and Allen shared the view that atypical biology could lead to atypical psychology; if adrenal glands were thought to masculinize the biological, then they would be expected to influence sex roles, aims and object choice as well. For both Broster and Allen, biological normality was structured into a binary of male and female bodies, and linked to a strict psychological normality, as measured by heterosexuality….
Broster largely saw adults, particularly at the start of his research, although he saw an increasing number of younger and pre-pubescent cases just prior to the interruption of his work caused by the Second World War…
In 1940, Clifford Allen argued that treatments should be strictly divided between psychotherapeutic treatment for individuals who do not have an identifiable atypical anatomy and surgical intervention for individuals who do (Allen, 1940). Broster had the authority to decide or deny physical treatments, or to refer to Allen, who had the authority to decide or deny psychological treatments. In Allen’s chapter of The Adrenal Cortex and Intersexuality, he described a case study of a woman who ‘wants to be a man’ so that she could marry her girlfriend. No physical abnormality was found, so Allen offered psychotherapy to address her (in his view) homosexuality, which she refused (Broster et al., 1938: 106–107). Despite the agency that Broster narrated in his case studies, medicine seems to have remained the authority and conveyer of legitimacy for individuals who did not conform to biological or psychological norms of sex.
Broster’s 1944book, Endocrine Man, sharpens the distinction between individuals with what the medical profession defined as physical or psychological abnormalities. He was very clear that in both cases, treatment of some kind should be pursued, to obtain as close a state to ‘normal’ as possible:
When their troubles are due to natural causes their plight is pitiable. Society in general is not a respecter of persons, is suspicious, and indeed often hostile to these abnormals. This attitude should be rightly reserved for the decadent imitators and propagandists of these perverted states, who form a festering sore in our midst. (Broster, 1944: 95)
Broster and Allen were Top Docs who were knowingly working with colleagues who were facilitating abuse. As was John Randell.
Clifford Allen certainly came up with an interesting invention outside of the field of gender identity. During the 1960s, the presence of Caribbean Angels in British hospitals was so visible that it inspired Allen to diagnose a medical condition, Heterochromophilia: ‘the compulsion in human beings to choose a mate of a different colour’. Allen published a letter in the British Journal of Psychiatry in 1968 which claimed that Heterochromophilia stemmed from a newborn’s identification with the first face it laid eyes on when it emerged from the birth canal. ‘It seems to be that the condition is rare and not of great importance,’ Allen wrote. ‘But since we are getting more coloured women nursing white babies these days there is a likelihood of this becoming much more common’.
Those white babies will clap eyes on a big black face and a lifelong taste for mating with negroes will be established.
It would however be preferable to seeing this as soon as one is born, or indeed at any point during one’s life:
I was exposed to dangerous levels of Enid Blyton as a child and I had a copy of the later notorious Three Golliwogs book which contained the line about a big black face at the window. When I was a student, I had a friend who hadn’t been exposed to Enid Blyton and I told him that the three gollies were called Golly, Nigger and Wog. He suggested that Blyton should have written in a fourth golly, Bleck Bestard. Thatch and Denis had investments in South African businesses at the time of this conversation, but their only reason for refusing to impose sanctions on South Africa was the suffering that sanctions would inflict on the people living in the townships. In South Africa as well as in Gwynedd.
Dafydd’s mate Lord David Ennals, a Minister in the DHSS, 1968-70 and Secretary of State for the DHSS, April 1976-May 1979, was Chairman of the Anti-Apartheid Movement, 1960-64. His brother John Ennals was Chairman of the Anti-Apartheid Movement, 1968-76. Lord Ennals’ other brother Martin was the DG of Amnesty International. Jeremy Thorpe was an Anti-Apartheid Campaigner. They all colluded with Dafydd’s gang, as did many more more at the forefront of the Anti-Apartheid Movement. If any of them had gone public on the crimes of Thatcher’s friends Peter Morrison and Jimmy Savile, Thatcher’s Gov’t – one of the few props which the South African Gov’t had during the 1980s – would have been brought down. But none of them did. They and their network instead worked very hard at contributing to the effort to ensure that I and others were never heard re Dafydd. See previous posts for further info about those who were so distressed at what was happening in South Africa that they assisted the gang who supplied kids to Thatch’s friends for sex.
At the end of the 1950s John Randell wrote a paper on 50 transvestites and transsexuals that he had worked with. In his 1960 MD thesis ‘Cross Dressing and the Desire To Change Sex’ (University of Wales), Randell discussed 61 male to female and 16 female to male cases. This was one of the first higher degree theses on transsexuality. The Expert was born.
Part of Nye’s Great Achievement.
During the 1960s Randell was seeing 50 cases a year, which rose to nearly 200 in the 1970s. And every one of them will have been treated like dirt.
They did For The Poor! It’s what they dreamed of!
By Randell’s own figures, he saw 2438 patients (1768 male to female, 670 female to male). He also spent half his time with general psychiatric patients. Told you so. This man was let loose on people whom he was able to detain for years in psychiatric hospitals or recommend for transfer to a high security institution, forcibly inject with drugs which could result in lifelong debilitating ‘side effects’ or of course kill the patient, forcibly impose ECT on the patient or lobotomise them against their wishes. Or he could simply refuse to treat desperately ill patients who were unable to look after themselves. In the event of ordering such ‘treatment’, or indeed witholding lifesaving treatment, Randell’s manners, attitude or rapport with his patients will not have been any better than they were with Julia Grant.
In 1969, Randell’s name was mentioned several times in press reports about the First International Symposium on Gender Identity and he testified at the Corbett vs Corbett trial that he ‘considered that the respondent (ie April Ashley) is properly classified as a male homosexual transsexualist’, which contributed to the legal problems of transsexuals and intersex persons in the UK for the next 35 years.
April Ashley is an English model and restaurant hostess. She was outed as a transgender woman by ‘The Sunday People’ in 1961 and is one of the earliest British people known to have had gender reassignment surgery. April Ashley was constantly told how vile she was by people who then asked her to have sex with them.
Corbett vs Corbett was the case concerned with April Ashley’s divorce. Randell appeared for Arthur Corbett who was petitioning for his marriage to April Ashley to be annulled on the grounds that she was a man. Eeh, he’s a raving male homosexual transsexualist. It’s been diagnosed.
Here’s one of Randell’s volumes.
Readers might recognise the name of the person who wrote the foreword to the book, Prof Desmond Curran. Dessie has featured in previous posts (eg.’Meet The Gwerin!’). Dessie was the daddy of the paedophiles/people traffickers of St George’s, Dessie having founded their esteemed Dept of Psychiatry, to which abusers flocked once Dessie set up shop. It was Dessie who ‘treated’ Norman Scott many years before Norman became headline news after Norman had a breakdown as a result of the harassment and intimidation from Mr Thrope and his friends. Norman ended up in the hands of Dessie because Dessie was an Expert on Sexual Perversion, rather than an Expert on criminals in public life who have shagged both Ma’am Darling and Lord Snowdon, who subsequently marry Miriam, the ex-wife of Lilibet’s cousin and try to have their former non-Royal partners murdered. The diagnosis was that Norman was a worm, a liar, a vagabond, a loathsome spotted reptile and a man, or woman, who chews pillows for kicks and that Mr Thrope was one of the most intelligent, prettiest politicians who could have, had he wanted, become Prime Minister Of This Country Or President Of The World…
Mr Justice Cocklecarrot: ‘And now you must retire, as must I’. Which indeed he did.
Harold Wilson’s good friend the crooked solicitor Lord Arnold Goodman was the first to come to Mr Thrope’s aid:
Lord Goodman was a big mate of Nye’s widow Jennie Lee and Harold Wilson gave them the flagship project of the Open University to play with. By the time that Mr Thrope appeared at Minehead Magistrates Court for the committal hearing in Nov 1978, Sir David Napley was representing him. Napley turned up at Minehead in his Roller, just to show the magistrates who was boss.
George Carman QC the bent barrister, who had known about Dafydd and the gang and the Westminster Paedophile Ring for years, made his reputation by defending Mr Thrope at his subsequent Old Bailey trial in 1979.
Killer Carman hosted two junior barristers in his Chambers who became famous:
Norman, the only man at Mr Thrope’s Old Bailey trial who told the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth:
Now that Norman has been declared to be a Gay Icon at a film stars ceremony, I’m thinking of campaigning for him to become Head Of State. I don’t know if Norman would want to do this, he might prefer to remain in Devon with his horses, but Norman would undoubtedly do a far better job of Leading The Country than the gang of lying criminals who tried to kill him.
I note that on the cover of Randell’s book Dessie is described as the Chancellor’s Medical Visitor. The Chancellor in this context is the Lord Chancellor, rather than the Chancellor of, for example, UCNW, which for the many years that Dafydd’g gang operated in UCNW was Carlo. The Medical Visitor is an expert accepted by the judiciary as being eminent in his field. So the Lord Chancellor accepted Dessie, the foundation stone of a sex abuse ring, as a Medical Visitor. That doesn’t surprise me after the research that I’ve done over the past two years. That edition of Randell’s book was published in 1976 – the book was originally published in 1973 – by which time business for Dafydd’s gang was booming and as previous posts have made clear, the crimes of the gang and related gangs such as the one that Dessie founded in south London, were being concealed at the highest levels of Gov’t. I’m not sure when Dessie attained the status of the Lord Chancellor’s Medical Visitor, it could have been an honour conferred upon him years previously, but the Lord Chancellor 1974-79 was Lord Elwyn-Jones.
The Lord Elwyn-Jones
My post ‘Lest We Forget’ discussed how for many years, Elwyn Jones, a crooked Welsh layer, was one of the principal links between London and Wales in Dafydd’s ring.
1976 was the momentous year in which panic gripped the paedophiles and their friends. In Jan 1976, Norman was prosecuted for a minor social security fraud which was linked to Mr Thrope’s harassment and intimidation of him and the story was finally reported in the press. In March 1976, Andrew Newton, who alleged that he had been hired to kill Norman, appeared at Exeter Crown Court, was convicted of firearms offences and subsequently imprisoned. Norman appeared as a prosecution witness and explained what had been going on. It was becoming clear that Mr Thrope could well find himself charged with a serious criminal offence, which indeed he subsequently was.
The gwerin at UCNW began tearing each other’s throats out in 1976 (see previous posts) and a new Chancellor of the University of Wales – who’s constituent colleges included UCNW – was appointed, Carlo. Dai Francis, a Communist ex-miner who had led the south Wales branch of the NUM during the miner’s strike which brought down Heath’s Gov’t also stood for election as Chancellor, but no-one was going to risk appointing Dai at a time like that. Dai was the father of Dr Hywel Francis, the Labour MP for Aberavon, 2001-15. Hywel Francis was succeeded in the seat by Windbag Jr. See previous posts…
Harold Wilson suddenly resigned as PM on 5 April 1976 and there has been speculation ever since that he knew that he had Alzheimers or ooh he was a KGB spy and was about to be outed… No, the reason was that Harold knew that things re the Westminster Paedophile Ring could unravel quite rapidly and he either jumped or was pushed by the security services. He was only pushed so far, Wilson remained in Parliament for many more years…
He’s popped in for a curry on the way home and is ringing the wife with his lame excuses as to his delay.
Pussy Galore’s fed up that he hasn’t Told His Wife About Them yet.
So in true Paedophiles In Distress style, in 1976, an Expert who was Of The Gang published a book which advertised the credentials of the Expert who knew all about the loathsome spotted reptile who also happened to be a prosecution witness and could well be again in the near future but in a rather bigger case…
Norman, I am touched that the tactics employed to deal with you were very similar to those employed to deal with me! Hilarious, I begin a career in cancer research and suddenly Tony Francis’s mate begins a career in cancer research, funded by the Cancer Research Campaign, just like I was and he even worked with people linked to the team of which I was a member. Only Peter Mcguire et al participated in a massive research fraud which ended in the suicide of one of their colleagues… Brown and I show an interest in publishing about the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and suddenly ooh look everyone, Dafydd’s friends have published on the history of Denbigh, ooh you can’t believe Brown and Baker, YUK, READ US, READ US, DON’T LISTEN TO THEM ANYONE, SHE’S MAD… Brown starts up a journal about Arts In Health and suddenly the Top Doctors are all Experts in Arts and Health.
Oh they are a fucking joke aren’t they Norman. Brown shares his salary out with his friends who have been shafted by those bastards and makes do with three pairs of trousers and a few T shirty things and the troughing bastards continue to demand more and more and more, while stealing Brown’s ideas because they just cannot do it themselves.
After the Corbett vs Corbett trial in 1969, which did transgender people no good at all, Randell was the Expert sought out by the media and appeared on the occasional radio programs. In 1980 the ‘News of the Screws’ claimed that Randell and his surgeon, Peter Phillip, had made London the ‘sex-change capital of the world’. It will have been for people who were prepared to stuff Randell and Phillip’s mouths with gold, there’s always room for more gold in a Top Doc’s mouth even after many years of Nye’s largesse. Randell had not actually been in favour of surgery until his patients who had had surgery abroad returned with positive evaluations. Randell spotted the gold mine and knew that if he didn’t start offering surgery as well, Top Docs overseas would be mining the rich seam that was waiting to be exploited… Even in the 1960s less than 10% of Randell’s patients managed to achieve surgery and only a third of the male to females had vaginoplasty. In the 1970s when numbers increased, still only 15% of patients achieved surgery.
The irony is that during the recorded consultation with Julia, in her desperation to get help, Julia asked Randell if the process could be accelerated if she became a private patient. The old bastard snapped ‘no, my opinion cannot be bought’. Oh yes it can and it was, but not by Julia.
When I was unlawfully refused all NHS care by the CEO of the NW Wales NHS Trust, I wrote to the then Welsh Gov’t Health Minister Edwina Hart and asked to be therefore provided with access to alternative care. Edwina wrote back and said that she would not access any type of private care for me and she had done as much as she could. Well, she had confronted the CEO and Chairman of the Trust, but they ignored her, refused to investigate my complaint or provide the NHS care to which I was legally entitled, so Edwina backed off. I had given her enough evidence to have both of them arrested. The Welsh Gov’t is now commissioning the private sector to treat thousands of patients because the NHS just has not done it. The Top Docs in Wales are also now deliberately keeping their waiting lists so long that desperate patients in severe pain are being forced to pay for private treatment. This is what happens when Gov’ts pander to criminals…
Drop a bomb on them someone.
With regard to transgender patients, I’m not at all sure that the sort of surgery that people were begging Randell for is a good idea, but there isn’t the scope in this post to expand on precisely why. Can I just note that one of my main reservations is that I have known for years that distressed vulnerable patients end up in the hands of Randell and people like him, who cannot be trusted further than one can spit a rat and who simply are not the people to advise on complex gender identity problems? I do understand that people feeling uncomfortable with their gender can feel absolutely desperate, but this lot are really not going to help, even these days. Hamfisted liars and conmen who really are best avoided…
In 1990 Dafydd tried to persuade a 19 yr old patient at Ysbyty Gwynedd to undergo gender reassignment surgery because he was gay. Dr Sadie Francis was later appointed as a gender identity specialist for Gwynedd, although she had no experience in this area. In the late 1980s, Sadie was appointed as a consultant psychiatrist although she was not, by GMC regulations, permitted to hold a consultant’s post, having not followed the appropriate career path. The GMC knew that a fiddle had been carried out and colluded with it. For many years the gender identity specialist in north Wales was Dr Kenny Midence, a clin psy who is a long standing member of Dafydd’s gang and has co-authored with gang members. Comments online regarding Midence’s service – he has a big private practice – suggest that if one hands the dosh over to Kenny, he’ll write the referral for gender reassignment surgery. It probably makes the patients leaving Midence’s office feel a lot better than those who left Randell’s did, but the ‘all comers welcome in return for dosh’ approach could prove disastrous a few years down the line if someone regrets their decision.
When Randell realised that the customers and their money were going elsewhere, he began arguing that surgery could be appropriate and that psychotherapy did not work. Even then Randell restricted surgery to ‘sane, intelligent, single and passable individuals’. ‘Passable’ meaning conforming to Randell’s rather 1950s ideas of being ‘ladylike’…. Dafydd once yelled at me that I was not a ‘normal woman’. Of course I wasn’t, I had a brain and I took the piss out of him.
Randell must have been a bit like one of the men in the Monty Python ‘Nudge Nudge’ sketch, in which Having Sex With A Lady is discussed. ‘Photographs ay he asked him knowingly’. Yeh, the child porn that was being produced in north Wales by Dafydd’s gang, or Dafydd’s mate Prof Linford Rees’s photos of Bathing Beauties (see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’).
Lest anyone wade in with analyses of Randell’s idiocy being a consequence of him being in possession of testicles, let me tell you that I know Lady Doctors and Angels who’s ideas are every bit as laughable. One Lady Doctor told a friend of mine that many Lady Doctors think that ‘periods are horrible old fashioned things which we could well do without’; an Angel I know told female psych patients that they should always shave their armpits – similar advice was dispensed by ‘Jackie’ magazine in 1976; a Top Doc stated in front of female Angels that he could tell when his Lady Patients were well because they wore dresses; one of the much nicer Lady Doctors at Springfield Hospital always wore dresses to work ‘because a lot of my young female patients have problems with their femininity, so I always wear a dress to show them that I’m proud to be a woman’. I can see the idea behind that and this Lady Doctor wasn’t a vicious bitch like her colleagues, but she did know that some of her colleagues were sexually abusing their patients which might be why so many of the patients were in such distress. The nicer Lady Doctor wearing a dress wasn’t going to be sufficient to address that…
I could supply readers with many more laffs, the point that I am making is that the Top Docs and co are frequently as thick as yak shit and narrow minded with it and of course in north Wales and other areas they were preparing their patients for the sex trade. There are also many Top Docs and their colleagues with serious problems themselves in terms of body image, eating disorders etc and in in abusive relationships. Then there are the swathes on anti-depressants or who have alcohol problems… Dysfunction is everywhere among them and often their children.
Until the end of his life, Randall continued to refer to patients, including post-operatives, by the pronouns of their birth gender and would tell a male to female accepted for surgery that ‘you’ll always be a man’. This won’t have reflected any clinical position of Randell’s, it’ll just have been Randell trying to be as offensive as possible. The general psychiatry patients will have been asked to discuss their anxieties and then the info will have been used to cause them as much distress as possible. Marjorie Dawes is far more realistic than people who are not Empowered Service Users ever realise.
Most patients described Randell as brusque, rude and cold. However the model Tula aka Bond girl Caroline Cossey found him to be ‘absolutely charming’. Tula equated to Randell’s idea of what a woman was. Esther claimed that Sir Nicholas Fairbairn was absolutely charming and he was a child molesting, wife-beating drunk. See previous posts. If one wants to achieve stardom, one is obliged to say that foul people are absolutely charming.
Randell is the doctor who told Christopher Wilson, the author of Dancing With The Devil: The Windsors and Jimmy Donahue, that Wallis Simpson, the Duchess of Windsor, had Androgen Insensitivity Syndrome. This rumour was doing the rounds, but one needs to ask how would Randell have known and if he did know for certain, what was he doing breaching confidentiality? The Royals are not immune from being kicked in the chops by the Top Docs, when I worked at St George’s, 1989-91, the gynae records of a member of the Royal Family were being passed around and were the source of much ribaldry and moralising. I suspect that this person had been smeared by the Top Docs for the same reason that Wallis Simpson was, but I am saying no more lest the target is identified.
Other patients of Randell’s included Rachel Padman, the physicist and Alice Purnell, the activist.
Purnell as a boy was sexually and physically abused at prep school by the Headmaster who was later convicted. Purnell worked as a research chemist and volunteer with the Samaritans. In 1965 Purnell, with Sylvia Carter, founded the Beaumont Society for transvestites. Initially there were almost as many overseas members as in the UK, with some in Malaysia, Kenya and other parts of the Commonwealth. Alice became the overseas contact person because of her French. Regional contacts were appointed but were often the only member in their region. Purnell was offered surgery by John Randell in 1966, but turned it down and married a woman instead, going on to have a family with her.
Alice was on Radio 4 with agony aunt Claire Raynor. Raynor knew about Top Doctors facilitating abuse, including Dafydd et al, many years ago. She kept quiet because she wanted a media career as Claire Rayner. See previous posts. Alice attended the TV/TS conferences at Leeds University in 1974, and Leicester University in 1975 – the latter was organized by the Beaumont Society. Leeds and Leicester were both host to paedophile/trafficking gangs directly linked to Dafydd’s gang. Also in 1975, Alice was a co-founder of the Beaumont Trust, a registered charity, which separately from the Beaumont Society, set up a helpline and published educational booklets on transgender topics. In 1976 Alice became Vice-President of the Beaumont Society, and President a year later.
In 1977, Alice trained as a nurse, specializing in geriatric services. She then worked as such for 26 years, at one time becoming a matron, including nursing support for transgender surgery.
She finally had surgery in 1982 after the dissolution of her marriage and remained President of the Beaumont Society until 1984. Alice joined HBIGDA (now WPATH) and attended its European meetings. She found that they were dominated by US concerns and that the Standards of Care were mainly to protect the surgeons and that the emphasis was on psychiatry rather than on psychology/counselling. Alice organized the first of the GENDYS conferences which was held at Manchester University in 1990, a conference which brought together each type of professional who deals with trans persons and each type of trans person. There were a further seven GENDYS conferences.
After obtaining a Masters degree in counselling and psychology, Alice co-founded the Gender Trust. It was a registered charity intended to help transgender rather than transvestite persons. Alice has lived most of her life in Sussex, the location of Dafydd’s partner gang as well as the brothels to which John Allen trafficked kids in care from north Wales.
Alice Purnell was awarded an OBE in the 2012 New Years Honours List, ‘for services to Transgender People’. Alice Purnell contributed “Why does transexuality exist?” and “TV, TG, TS – What’s in a label?” in Michael Trevor Haslam’s volume Transvestism: A Guide. Beaumont Trust, 1993. Michael Haslam was one of the psychiatrists who starred in the Kerr-Haslam scandal. Haslam and his colleague William Kerr were Top Docs based in Yorkshire who raped and assaulted their female patients over decades under the guise of ‘sex therapy’. Numerous complaints were made about them by patients and a la Dafydd, their activities were openly discussed. An Angel who raised concerns was demoted and a Professor at Leeds who complained about them was told to shut it or he’d lose his job. There was no investigation until the 1990s when Kerr and Haslam were approaching retirement. Only one of them was imprisoned and not for very long. See post ‘All The Ingredients Of A Scandal’. One woman patient who had been assaulted by them was told that she would not be allowed to amend the records that they compiled about her. When the scandal finally hit the media, representatives of MIND who had ignored my complaints about those we know and love in north Wales appeared on prime time TV declaring that they were shocked and disgusted.
John Randell died of a heart attack in 1982. Just as Mary Wynch’s litigation against Dafydd and the gang began to move in the direction of the Master of the Rolls…
Here’s a few of the Expert’s contributions to the World Of Knowledge. I haven’t got the time to review them here, but I can guarantee that there’ll be plenty of laffs for anyone who reads them.
John B. Randell. “The Early Recognition of Psychiatric Disorders in Adults”.Medicine Illustrated, vol IV, 215-220, 1950.
John B. Randell. “Euphoriant Effects Of “Preludin”. The British Medical Journal. 2, 5043, 1957: 508-509.
John B. Randell. “Transvestitism And Trans-Sexualism: A Study Of 50 Cases”. The British Medical Journal. 2, 5164, 1959: 1448-1452.
John B. Randell. Cross Dressing and the Desire to change Sex, MD Thesis, University of Wales, 1960.
John B. Randell.“Preoperative and Postoperative Status of Male and Female Transsexuals” in Richard Green & John Money (eds), Transsexualism and Sex Reassignment, Johns Hopkins University Press, 1969.
John B. Randell. “Indications for Sex Reassignment Surgery”. Archives of Sexual Behavior, 1:2, 153-161, 1971.
John B. Randell. Sexual Variations. London: Priory Press. 1973.
John B. Randell. Transsexualism and its management, Nursing Mirror, 45-47, 1977.
David Pearson (dir). A Change of Sex. With Julia Grant. BBC TV. 1980.
Alice Purnell. “Dr John Randell”, Beaumont Bulletin, 14:2, 1982.
I don’t know whether the offensive John Randell of Charing Cross had offspring who became Top Docs as so many Top Docs do, but there is a DrJohn Randall who was/is the Clinical Lead for the Blackburn with Darwen NHS Clinical Commissioning Group. His surname is Randall rather than Randell, but one look at Dr Randall’s biography tells us that he will know about the ring in the north west of England which was facilitated by Dafydd’s mates:
Dr Randall, MB ChB, MRCGP, DRCOG, DipOccMED, qualified from Manchester University in 1988. He completed his hospital vocational training in Blackburn before becoming a GP in his current practice, in 1992; he is GP Principal at Oakenhurst Medical Practice in Barbara Castle Health Centre. Prior to the CCG forming in 2013, Dr Randall was a lead GP in Cardio Vascular Health for Blackburn with Darwen Primary Care Trust from 2002 until 2008. As well as working in Occupational Medicine in various Lancashire industries, he was elected by his colleagues to the Local Medical Committee in 2011 and subsequently Vice Chair in 2012. He is a passionate advocate in emphasising the true value of family medicine. Dr Randall is married with three teenage children. His interests outside of medicine include Manchester City FC, exploring the Highlands of Scotland and long distance running.
John Randell the offensive git from Charing Cross is all over the internet on trans websites; I note that he was linked with many of those we know and love who have starred on this blog before, particularly the lunatic Cardiff University contingent such as Dr Roy Mottram, who was a leading light in the Beaumont Society, along with Alice Purnell. See previous posts. The medical students at Cardiff in the 1980s knew that Mottram et al were bonkers and to be avoided and by the time that they were junior doctors they knew about Dafydd’s gang, about George Thomas, the lot. Those who didn’t want to be forced out of medicine and have their lives destroyed kept quiet about all of it. Those docs are now in their late 50s/early 60s and occupy roles as Professors and leaders of the profession. The gang rape of children and murders of witnesses. They knew about it.
After the offensive git from Charing Cross blocked Julia Grant’s surgery, Julia found another surgeon who Helped, Dr Michael Royle. After her gender reassignment surgery, Julia subsequently haemorrhaged, collapsed and nearly died. She was taken to hospital and was accused of having performed an abortion on herself. The Top Docs didn’t even realise that Julia didn’t have a uterus in which to gestate a foetus to abort, but had in fact undergone reassignment surgery which had gone horribly wrong. Julia believed that the Top Docs didn’t understand what had happened because in those days gender reassignment was so rare. No, they were either grossly incompetent or they knew that Julia had crossed the path of the Fuhrer in Charing Cross so like Brown and I, Julia was on the blacklist and competent healthcare would never be forthcoming. I have not read anything that suggests that Dr Michael Royle, the surgeon who nearly killed Julia and left her with lifelong disabilities, was ever the focus of an investigation.
When the documentary about Julia Grant that I watched was screened, I was in the throes of Empowered Service Userdom and was regularly being arrested by Dafydd’s gang on the grounds of their perjury. I watched the documentary with Patient F and we discussed how Julia’s life had been wrecked by the Top Docs. A few days later we discussed the programme with Ella Fisk, the Angel who ran the day centre at the Hergest Unit. Ella told us that she was incensed by Randell’s treatment of his patient and that when she was young, she had known a lot of Top Docs like that, but now things were very different. Ella knew about Dafydd and the gang. She knew that at the very time that she had that discussion with me, that I had no idea that Tony Francis had for years being forging documents and evidence about my alleged ‘dangerousness’, that he was still doing this and that Francis and Dafydd had collected ‘evidence’ from numerous third parties, even from people with links to the gang who knew me in Somerset when I was a teenager, which was being accumulated to justify my incarceration in a secure hospital.
Ella didn’t conduct herself like they did, I liked Ella, but she knew what they were doing and did not raise any concerns. I suspect that Ella was terrified of them. But the security services knew what they were doing as well and they didn’t stop them either.
There is a lot of info about the Charing Cross Gender Identity Clinic and it’s history online; it is fascinating stuff and I could be blogging about that alone for several posts, so I’ll just make a few brief observations here. People involved with the Charing Cross GIC were also involved with the Albany Trust, which has at times conducted out research in support of paedophilia. The Albany Trust received Home Office funding when Leon Brittan was Home Secretary.
Rachael Webb underwent gender reassignment surgery as a result of a referral from Charing Cross. I encountered Rachael Webb when I worked at Bangor University. After Brown and I had appeared in the media discussing the parlous state of the mental health services, Rachael began e mailing me. That was fine by me, we received communication from a few people who had been treated appallingly but who’s complaints had got nowhere and one couple were in hiding after having received threats. However it became clear that Rachael’s reason for contacting me wasn’t to support an improved deal for the targets of those we know and love. Rachael asked Brown and I to act as expert witnesses to help her to get her HGV licence back after she had lost it as the result of a drink driving conviction. I explained that we were sociologists, we were in no position to act as expert medical witnesses. She suggested that we should just lie. I said no. So Rachael offered to pay us to lie. I said no and Rachael told me that it was OK to lie as an expert witness, a Top Doctor had done it before for her… He was probably called Dafydd.
John Randell’s partner in crime, Peter Phillip, who performed the surgery on those whom Randell deemed suitable on the basis that they had the characteristics of Real Women and wore nylons, girdles, ran a duster over the shelves daily and couldn’t do science, was a urologist. Virtually all trace of Peter Phillip has been eliminated from the internet. North Wales however has its very own Peter Phillip, in terms of a urologist who was enthusiastic about gender reassignment surgery. I am talking about Dr Chris aka Christine Evans, a local celeb in Denbighshire. Dr Chris is a retired surgeon who worked at the lethal Ysbyty Glan Clwyd, but like Dafydd, Dr Chris continued working after retirement and used this to protect Dafydd’s gang. Dr Chris also served as a Councillor for Prestatyn and was a mover and shaker behind ‘The Raven’, a community pub. Dr Chris helpfully wrote a blog in her capacity as a Councillor, in which she explained that she would ensure that the jobs of her surgeon colleagues at Ysbyty Glan Clwyd would be protected now that they were under threat. Were these surgeons local heroes, dedicated to their patients? No. They were grossly incompetent, had killed a few too many people and openly boasted that they were running the ‘service’ for their convenience, not for that of the patients. They were so bad that even the Royal College of Surgeons wrote a report condemning them and saying that the situation could not be allowed to continue. Call Dr Chris!
The surgeons of Ysbyty Glan Clwyd had disgraced themselves to such a degree that no-one would listen to the word of a surgeon from Ysbyty Glan Clwyd, so Dr Chris couldn’t wield influence in that way. Dr Chris hit on a better ruse. Dr Chris doubled up as a Patients’ Champ and got her mates to appoint her to the post of Leader of the North Wales Community Health Council, the Patients’ Voice and Watchdog. It wasn’t difficult for Dr Chris to do this, because the CHC appointments are not in the gift of a democratic vote on the part of any group of patients, they are instead the responsibility of the Welsh Gov’t and County Councils. Dr Chris wasn’t the only Top Doc on the CHC; there was a GP from Anglesey as well as Dr Sadie Francis. Other CHC members included Councillors and their relatives or other NHS staff and their friends and relatives. More recently, Eleanor Burnham, a former Lib Dem AM who was a social work manager and member of the Mental Health Tribunal for the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, arrived on the CHC after poor old Dr Chris resigned in the wake of revelations re her agenda. See previous posts…
When Dr Chris was the Patients’ Voice, the CHC simply refused to investigate complaints about the mental health services, as well as many other matters. Dr Chris had to attend the Betsi Board meetings in her capacity as the Patients’ Champ, so Dr Chris would turn up for the meeting, stay for the first 15 minutes during which time she would Give Her Orders and then would walk out, leaving everyone else to remain for the rest of the 2 hour (or longer) meeting.
I studied Dr Chris and I noticed that she was of the variety of Lady Surgeon who was so butch that she certainly wouldn’t pass John Randall’s Femininity Test. Dr Chris, being a urologist, was well-known for operating on men’s bits and she would use her status in this regard to intimidate men. All men, not just men upon whom she had operated. This is a known technique of Lady Doctors like Dr Chris; Dr Chris had a reputation among women patients of being a crude old bag who was not to be taken seriously, but men are less likely to take the piss out of the Dr Chris’s of the earth. It’s OK men, we did it for you! Dr fucking Chris had no idea of the hilarity that she elicited, which was how I was able to gather so much info on her and publicise why she had led a Military Coup at the CHC.
Dr Chris was a friend of Tony Francis.
Dr Chris enjoyed photo opportunities and during her Brave Battle to defend the jobs of the mates of a gang of paedophiles who were maiming and killing their patients. Dr Chris had her photo taken with Wales’s most famous transgender person and indeed one of the most well-known trans people in the world, the travel writer Jan Morris. When Jan was James, she was part of the 1953 Everest expedition team, along with Sir Charles Evans, the Principal of UNCW for so many years… Jan and her son Twm Morys, another well-known Welsh writer, were generous in their praise of Dr Chris. Jan used to be a posh English man from Oxford but he reinvented himself as a Welsh woman of the proletariat. Jan’s son Twm spent his early years in Oxford, then went to Shrewsbury School, but he too is now a patriotic Welshman. I have no objection to this, of course it’s great when people who migrate to Wales love the country and Jan and Twm are both talented writers, but they have certainly provided much good PR for some very unpleasant people. See previous posts…
Jan Morris was one of John Randell’s patients in the early 1960s. Randell did offer Jan surgery but she could only have surgery in the UK if she divorced her wife, which, to Jan’s credit, she refused to do. So Jan went to Casablanca and had surgery there. Jan’s book ‘Conundrum’ provided an account of it. Jan has not suffered at the hands of John Randell, Dr Chris et al in the way that so many others have, because Jan is posh, she has money and is a famous writer. So the Top Docs who butcher and abuse the proles use Jan for a bit of free publicity when anyone dares challenge them.
The security services knew that John Randell was a dangerous doctor who was part of a network facilitating serious organised crime. No-one stopped him. Hundreds of vulnerable, desperate patients continued to be sent into his jaws, as well as into the jaws of his mates.
So why did you let it happen then MI5? It wasn’t just me, I was just one who happened to survive. Where were the public warnings? Why were patients not told?
Julia Grant was part of the LGBT scene in Manchester in the 1980s and 90s. She knew about Bob Hobson et al and she knew about the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal as well. I bet that Julia also knew about Sir Peter Morrison in Chester and the Westminster Paedophile Ring. If a kid who had grown up in care in north Wales could tell me some 10 yrs ago about the ‘vice ring’ in Buck House involving Backstairs Billy aka William Tallon, the Queen Mum’s loyal retainer who died from an HIV related illness in 2007, why was that vice ring only reported in the media recently? It was in existence by the 1980s and probably years before then.
Now don’t you worry my dear, we’ll look after you…
My post ‘The Mrs Mills Experience’ mentioned that Baroness Lena Jeger, one of the Labour Party’s many Wimmin’s Champs who was so helpful to Dafydd et al for so many years, began her rise to prominence as one who battled for wimmin and children as Vice-President of the NUS. Lady Lena joined the Civil Service – and the security services – in 1936, so she will have been Vice-President of the NUS at some point before that. I think that Lena may have been Vice-President at some time during the years that Sir Frederick Lincoln Ralphs was President of the NUS, 1934-36.
Sir Frederick Lincoln Ralphs (17 February 1909 – 16 October 1978) was born in Wellington, Shropshire into a Methodist family who had been victimised for their involvement with trade unions. My posts ‘There’s Methodism In This Madness’ and ‘Come, Friendly Bombs’ discussed how closely intertwined many Methodists were with Dafydd’s gang and the wider Westminster Paedophile Ring, a connection which was helped considerably by the child abuser George Thomas being for years the most prominent Methodist in Britain and Harold Wilson’s wife Mary being from a Congregationalist family. Thatch of course was brought up in the Methodist Church, although in later life she rather uncomfortably joined the Anglican Church, what with that still being the Tory Party at prayer and Methodism having dangerously close links to socialism. Thatch maintained that their shared Methodism was the basis of her friendship with George Thomas and that this overcame their political differences.
Like George Thomas, Ralphs was a lay preacher. He also served as President of the National Sunday School Union.
The family seats of two aristocrats who were deeply involved with the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal and the Westminster Paedophile Ring – Lord Lloyd Kenyon and Lord Harlech – were in Shropshire. See previous posts. After John Allen had established his children’s homes in north Wales, he opened homes in Shropshire and Cheshire as well. In the 1990s, a major investigation into organised abuse in children’s homes and other institutions for young people resulted in a number of care staff and teachers from Shropshire and Cheshire going to prison. Ralph Morris, the Headmaster of Castle Hill School in Shropshire who was convicted of abuse, was a well-known public figure in Ludlow. Ralph was pals with people linked with other institutions who exchanged staff with children’s homes in north Wales. The context of the case of Ralph Morris, as with those of Keith Laverack, Frank Beck and even Peter Howarth, suggests that although these men almost certainly were child abusers, they had been members of much bigger rings but for some reason they had been very publicly denounced as Vile Perverts and jailed for years while many more of those who joined in the party with them were never named, yet alone charged. See previous posts.
In 2001, Jonathan King was jailed for the sexual abuse of boys of 14 and 15 in the 1980s. He was universally denounced as a Vile Pervert. Jonathan King was a graduate of Trinity College, Cambridge and maintained that the judge who presided over his trial was known to him from his student days and had done the very same thing for which King was jailed. King angrily stated that he could name dozens of well-known people who had sex with both boys and girls of 14 and 15 in the 1970s and 80s as he and allegedly the judge did, yet none of them had been investigated and charged. King wrote and performed in a musical, Vile Pervert, in which he sought to expose the hypocrisy surrounding his case.
I am of the opinion that Jonathan King is a wally, but I believe him on this matter. Furthermore, Trinity College, Cambridge was the centre of a gay sex ring; the shenanigans became world famous as a result of the Cambridge Spies, some of whom were part of what was obviously a ring. Sir Anthony Blunt wasn’t publicly named as one of the Cambridge spies until 1979 and it was only much more recently that Blunt has been named as one of the elite members of the paedophile ring that was based at the Kincora Boys’ Home in Belfast. Lord Louis Mountbatten is another who has been named as being involved with the abuse of boys at Kincora. See previous posts.
One wonders why Jonathan King was investigated and charged when no-one else was, because there was definitely a problem, in Cambridge and in showbiz…
Jonathan King went to school in Seaford, East Sussex – there was a ring in East Sussex which went into partnership with Dafydd’s gang in the 1960s – and Oundle School, which is where Sir Clough Williams-Ellis, the centre of the Welsh Bloomsbury Group who lived at Llanfrothen (see previous posts eg. ‘The Village’, ‘The Vermin Club’ and ‘Captain Swing And His Crew’), went to school, as did many others who colluded with Dafydd and linked gangs. See previous posts. King also attended Charterhouse School in Surrey, where he played with a local band. Patient F who was fitted up in approx 1986 in north Wales for drugs offences as well as for arson and then substantially destroyed by Dafydd and the gang (see previous posts), grew up in Surrey and is of a similar age to King. F didn’t go to Charterhouse, he went to different independent schools in Surrey, but I’m fairly sure that F’s brother went to Charterhouse. F and his brother are of the same vintage as King and F hung around on the hippy and rock scene.
Jonathan King was hobnobbing with Brian Epstein in June 1964, before King went to Cambridge. Epstein was networked with Dafydd’s associates and died when the Beatles were staying in Bangor, in circumstances which raise questions. See eg. post ‘Bernard Levin And Jonathan Miller Talk Bollocks’.
King was a big figure in the music industry throughout the latter half of the 1960s onwards until he was jailed. He worked with a great many people who were known to be sexually exploiting young people such as Jimmy Savile, as well as people whom it is now known were sexually exploited themselves by their managers and others eg. the Bay City Rollers. See post ‘Remember Girls – Never Get Into A Car with a Stranger!’.
King was at Trinity College, 1964-67.
Here’s someone who was at Trinity College, Cambridge, 1967-70:
Here’s Rab, he was Master of Trinity College, 1965-77, after he had spent many enjoyable years as Mr Tory Party, concealing the crap from the dawn of time, throughout the Profumo Affair and afterwards (see previous posts):
Rab: Carlo’s personal mentor at Cambridge
Rab was the Tory MP for Saffron Walden, 1929-65, then sat in the Lords until his death in 1982. Saffron Walden is in Essex but it is one of those places sufficiently near the border of Suffolk that people in Saffron Walden have a great deal to do with Suffolk and at least in the 1980s some people who lived in Suffolk had Saffron Walden as part of their postal address.
The family seat of the Herveys is in Suffolk. John Jermyn Hervey aka Lord Bristol was famous for his drugs and rent boy excess as well as for risking his own life and other people’s by crashing helicopters and cars. Lord Bristol unsurprisingly met a sticky and untimely end despite the willingness of Top Doctors to sell him class A drugs, write helpful Court reports about him, house him in their expensive private clinics etc. However Nicholas Hervey, Lord Bristol’s brother, also met an untimely end and was found hanging in his house in Chelsea. Nicholas had not led a lifestyle anything like his brother, but he was close to Lord Bristol and knew much of what was going on. Nicholas was diagnosed with ‘schizophrenia’ after a difficult period when young and once he received Help from the Top Doctors, Nicholas never looked back. His life was wrecked by the Help and the Medication in the way that I witnessed the lives of so many destroyed in north Wales.
Dafydd’s partner in crime John Allen was based in Suffolk before he opened his first children’s home in north Wales in the late 1960s. Dr John W. Paulley, who carried out dangerous unethical ‘research’ on patients, was based in Ipswich and his wife established a clinic for people with ‘psychological difficulties’ on the basis of no experience and no qualifications in the field. I have received information from people who knew Paulley telling me that the efforts of Paulley and his wife were a cover for organised abuse. Paulley was one of those who was instrumental in the foundation of the University of Buckingham, of which Thatch became Chancellor. See previous posts.
Rab was Chancellor of the University of Essex from 1966 until his death and of Sheffield University, 1959-77.
Rab was friends with Trumpers, who lived in Cambridge during the 1960s and 70s and was involved with the Cambridgeshire Tory Party. When she was Health Minister, 1985-87, Trumpers appointed her pal Jimmy Savile to the management task force of Broadmoor Hospital (see posts ‘The Socio-Political Context Of The Mental Health Services In The 1980s’, ‘A Pretty Classy Piece Of Operation’ and ’95 Glorious Years!’).
Here’s Trumpers, communicating with Lord Tom King, who, like Trumpers, colluded with Dafydd’s gang and the Westminster Paedophile Ring (see previous posts):
Another high profile Tory and his fragrant wife have also lived in Cambridgeshire for many years and held numerous public appointments, although one of them had their career in public life briefly interrupted when he served a prison sentence for perjury:
Read more about Jeffrey and the fragrant Lady Mary – including that unfortunate business of the prostitute with whom Jeffrey claimed not to have had sex dying as a result of a very well-timed car accident shortly before she was due to give evidence at Jeffrey’s trial for perjury – in my post ‘Tuppence And His Fragrant Wife’). Lady Mary committed perjury as well, but for reasons unknown she was never charged.
In March 1997 at Chester Crown Court, Keith Laverack, the one time Director of Cambridgeshire Social Services, was convicted and jailed for the sexual abuse of children while he worked in children’s homes in Cheshire and Cambridgeshire between 1975 and 1987. Judge Huw Daniel presided over the trial. The charges against Laverack arose as part of an investigation into a big paedophile ring. The police had obtained an order preventing the identification of some other defendants because their identification would risk the bigger police operation. See previous posts. Daniel lifted the Court order, the others were named and WHOOPS…
Huw Daniel sabotaged that trial just after the Waterhouse Inquiry had opened and just at the time that Sir Ronnie Waterhouse suddenly decided that he needed a holiday, so he put the Inquiry on hold for a few weeks while he nipped off to Hong Kong. Where amazingly enough he met up and dined with Derry Irvine, who was also hanging around in Hong Kong. At the time of the meal, Derry was Shadow Lord Chancellor, but everyone knew that Derry would soon be Lord Chancellor because a General Election was due and no-one expected the Tories to get back in, not even the Tories.
Huw Daniel is friends with Dafydd and the gang, as was his father. See eg. post ‘Tan yn Llyn’. Daniel spent his entire career on the corrupt Chester and Wales Circuit as a barrister and then a judge. At least one innocent man – the Rev Emyr Owen of Tywyn – was jailed in 1985 because of Daniel’s lies when Daniel was a barrister. See previous posts. Daniel was looking forward to sending me to prison as well, in 2004, on the basis of what he knew was the perjury of NHS staff but the charges were suddenly withdrawn on the first day of my trial. I was later told that someone had come forward who had witnessed the plan to fit me up and threatened to go public on the abuse of patients at the Hergest Unit if my trial went ahead.
What I want to know is who is the Mr Big linked with the Cambridge ring whom everyone is so desperate to protect?
Here’s Sam from ‘Casablanca’ playing ‘As Time Goes By’:
Sir Frederick Lincoln Ralphs family moved to Sheffield while Ralphs was young and he attended Firth Park Grammar School and the University of Sheffield. It was there that Ralphs became involved with the NUS, serving as President, 1934-36. Ralphs was also President of the International Confederation of Students, 1937-38.
Yorkshire was another location of organised abuse, which by the early 1960s had been ramped up considerably by Jimmy Savile’s activities. When Sir Frederick was busy in the NUS and with the International Confederation of Students, Cambridge University and the Cambridge Apostles were at their spying, swinging best. See previous posts.
Frederick Ralphs himself may have left Shropshire, Sheffield and the NUS long behind when he held his own positions in public life, but as I hope that I have made clear on this blog, it is keeping quiet about people one has known as well as about those who one knows which is the crucial factor. Furthermore, people in public life do get called upon to show their loyalty to those on their past stomping ground, even if they only passed through relatively briefly and didn’t return.
No doubt I really did blot my copy book when I was working at St George’s Hospital Medical School, when a Nice Young Doctor called Jimmy Shroff popped up to see me because he wanted to meet the girl that he’d been told was from Bangor who was now at St George’s, because Jimmy was from north Wales! Jimmy had a cup of tea with me and ran a long list of names from north Wales past me, all of whom I knew to be involved in the abuse of patients. He asked me if I knew Dafydd; I wasn’t massively outspoken but I certainly didn’t agree with Jimmy that Dafydd ‘was a funny little man with a beard’. I indicated that I knew of very, very big problems…
Jimmy then dashed off back to work and I never encountered him again.
I now realise that Jimmy Shroff was well aware that I knew a great deal, because he had worked as a GP trainee in Dr D.G.E. Wood’s surgery; Wood was facilitating the ring… When I wrote my post about Jimmy Shroff ‘A Network Stretching To London?’ in Nov 2016 shortly after beginning this blog, I hadn’t yet received all my documentation and I had no idea how extensive the network was. In that post I wrote:
I often wondered whether he was part of the network that were trying so hard to silence me, but he didn’t seem like one of them – he was far more competent for a start and seemed much more normal than the very obviously dysfunctional people whom I was having such trouble with. However in 2005 when I finally retrieved my full medical files I had a surprise – among the very old records was a photocopy of a letter printed on headed North Wales Hospital Denbigh paper. The quality of the photocopying was so poor that I was unable to read the signature – but the content of the letter could just about be read. It was a letter to someone else (their name could not be distinguished either) asking whether their friend had found out which department in St George’s I was working in yet. I never did get to the bottom of Jimmy Shroff’s brief visit to me because he didn’t stay working at St George’s long. I have since discovered that Jimmy Shroff died in 2003. His widow works for the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board.
Jimmy was a mate of Dr D.G.E. Wood and Dr Tony Francis and had been sent to St George’s to see what I would say about Dafydd. Jimmy Shroff was not a loony like Dafydd, he was a competent and personable doctor, but he knew what Dafydd was doing and was part of the effort to keep a lid on the criminality, which is even more terrifying than the lunacy of Dafydd himself.
After Jimmy Shroff died, obituaries appeared in the BMJ and on Europepmc.org. Europepmn.org told us that Jimmy Foden Shroff died from a pancreatic tumour on 13 November 2003 and:
Jimmy Foden Shroff grew up in Leatherhead and qualified from Barts Medical College in 1983.
Bart’s had been facilitating organised abuse for years. Professor Anthony Clare who colluded with Dafydd et al and Prof Linford Rees, a Welsh psychiatrist who knew Dafydd, held Chairs at Bart’s in the 1980s and 90s which added to the party. See previous posts.
During his undergraduate career he also obtained a BSc first class honours in biochemistry. He was profoundly interested in all aspects of medicine, and this attracted him into general practice and he completed the vocational training course, obtaining the MRCGP. At the end of this period he conceived his ambition to train in obstetrics and gynaecology. It was typical of Jimmy that he would undertake this in a thorough way, and he first undertook a number of surgical jobs and obtained the FRCS in 1990. He then went into training posts in his chosenspeciality, passing the MRCOG in 1994, and he was appointed a consultant in obstetrics and gynaecology at the Tameside General Hospital in September of 2000.
Dafydd’s gang had direct links with Tameside. Glanville Owen, who on April 1984 was appointed Deputy Director of Gwynedd Social Services and remained in that post while kids in the care of Gwynedd were systematically battered, raped and trafficked, had previously worked as a senior social worker to the Assistant Director at Tameside Metropolitan Borough Council. In his evidence to the Waterhouse Inquiry, Glanville didn’t manage to explain how he managed to not notice what was happening in the children’s homes for which he was the senior manager responsible, but he did tell Ronnie that he was now in a different role and didn’t expect to continue working for the local authority for much longer. After telling Ronnie that, Glanville however found a new lease of life. By 2003, Glanville was Chief Exec of Gwynedd Community Health Council, in which role he lied to patients and refused to investigate even the most serious of complaints. When the CHCs were restructured Glanville didn’t disappear, he was recycled into the North Wales CHC. He was definitely still there as recently as 2011… See post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’
[Shroff] quickly established himself as a hardworking and conscientious gynaecologist particularly concerned with dedicating himself to the colposcopy and oncology services. With a colleague he developed the West Pennine Gynaecological Oncology Unit andrapidly established a reputation as a valuable colleague who was very much liked by patients, nursing, and midwifery staff, as well as his consultant colleagues. He was a positive and effective multidisciplinary team worker as well as leader. He was also an extremely good teacher and lectured both in the department, the postgraduate centre, and in the Greater Manchester Gynaecology Oncology Group.
Dafydd and the gang had a branch in Greater Manchester. The branch had been in existence for a long time, but it expanded when Dafydd’s mate Dr Bob Hobson relocated from the Maudsley, where Hobson had facilitated organised abuse, to Manchester University, where Hobson facilitated organised abuse. Tony Francis worked in psychiatry at Manchester University in the early 1980s before he arrived to work with Dafydd in north Wales. Sadie Francis studied medicine at Manchester, as did the insane and dangerous Dr Tony Roberts who worked at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and then the Hergest Unit. There was also an exchange of Angels between north Wales and Manchester and during the 1990s, Angels from north Wales were being sent to Manchester University to undertake postgrad degrees, which as far as I could see no-one ever failed. Furthermore the postgrad degrees were in ‘interventions’ which were based on research frauds in which members of the gang in north Wales had participated.
One Angel who did very well out of this scam was Dr Dave Reader, who turned up in Gwynedd as the ‘student’ of one of my key workers during the Waterhouse Inquiry. Dave Reader introduced himself to me as an Angel new to north Wales who was doing a PhD. He didn’t tell me that he had been qualified for many years, had worked as a senior Angel at St George’s Hospital Medical School, knew the people traffickers there and had decided to get a job as an Angel in Gwynedd at about the same time that I left my job at St George’s and moved back to Gwyneddd.
He was an outstandingly clear thinker and wrote most effective notes with a very attractive and neat hand. As a senior house officer he had developed the technique of writing the notes with different coloured inks toemphasise different points, and his note keeping was of such a high standard that few could aspire to it. His ability to draw clear diagrams reflected a school interest in art and technical drawing that stood him in good stead.
Jimmy had a real love of life with catholic interests ranging from swimming, cycling, maintaining his own cars, do it yourself, model railways, and scouting, which initially took him to camping trips to North Wales, where he eventually made his home. He was always positive and interested, and was an extremely attractive character.
His consultant work and life were extremely fulfilling and it was a sad shock for his family, colleagues, and the service when he became unexpectedly ill in January of 2003 and a tumour was diagnosed. He bore his illness and the treatments with considerable fortitude, even when it was clear that it was advancing despite the best possible treatment.
He leaves his wife, Liz; three children; and very favourable memories among his colleagues and patients.
This tribute to Jimmy the Friend of a Gang of Paedophiles and Traffickers, but ooh he did make such excellent notes, he even used different colours, was penned by N.G. Hodges. Those notes could well have been, like the notes of Dafydd’s other pals, written in code. When Dr Robin Jacobson of St George’s Hospital wrote in 1991 that ‘Dr Jones is a psychiatrist in his late 50s or early 60s who trained with Bob Hobson’, Jacobson meant ‘Oh God, he was part of that notorious sex abuse ring at the Maudsley in the 1960s, we are not touching this patient who has complained about him’ and when Dr Neil Davies wrote ‘DAJ’ on the top of documents, it was a signal that the patient concerned had complained about Dafydd…
Ah the doctors they were wonderful! What does the acronym ‘DIEBITCH’ mean please doctor? It’s on so many of the records of the Empowered Service Users from north Wales!
The BMJ in Aug 2004 published a nice photo of Jimmy:
N.G. Hodges has been a busy bee, he has published extensively with many others. For example, in 2016 Hodges published ‘Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease in Welsh Slate Miners’: Reynolds C.J., MacNeill S.J., Williams J., Hodges N.G., Campbell M.J., Newman-Taylor A.J., Cullinan P. (2016) Occupational Medicine, Nov 2016 67 (1):20-25.
When N.G. Hodges co-authored that article, he hadn’t published anything since he wrote the obituary for his mate Jimmy for the BMJ in 2004. Before Jimmy’s obit, N.G. Hodges’ last contribution to medical science had been in April 1996. So N.G. Hodges suddenly published a paper about Welsh slate quarrymen in Nov 2016, the month that I blogged about Jimmy. N.G. Hodges probably hadn’t read that post by the time that he submitted that paper, but he could well have discovered that I had begun this blog a few months previously.
N.G. Hodges gave his affiliation as the School of Health and Related Research, University of Sheffield. Which is a little odd, because N.G. Hodges is a Top Doctor getting on in years who worked in Gwynedd back in the 1970s and 80s, specialising in respiratory illness…
N.G. Hodges’ co-authors who realised that there was a sudden need to publish on obstructive pulmonary disease in Welsh slate miners in 2016 were Carl Reynolds of the National Heart and Lung Institute, Imperial College London; S.J. MacNeill of the School of Social and Community Medicine, University of Bristol; J. Williams of the School of Health and Related Research, University of Sheffield; Michael J. Campbell of the University of Sheffield; A.J. Newman Taylor of the National Heart and Lung Institute, Imperial College and P. Cullinan of the National Heart and Lung Institute, Imperial College.
Reynolds et al in the article’s abstract told us that the object was ‘to study the cumulative effect of mining on lung function and risk of COPD in a cohort of Welsh slate miners and whether these were independent of smoking and pneumoconiosis. The study was based on a secondary analysis of Medical Research Council (MRC) survey data….We created multivariable models to assess the association between mining and lung function after adjusting for age and smoking status…. In the original MRC study, 1255 men participated (726 slate miners, 529 unexposed non-miners). COPD was significantly more common in miners (n = 213, 33%) than non-miners (n = 120, 26%), P < 0.05. There was no statistically significant difference in risk of COPD between miners and non-miners when analysis was limited to non-smokers or those without radiographic evidence ofpneumoconiosis…Slate mining may reduce lung function and increase the incidence of COPD independently of smoking and pneumoconiosis’.
Now N.G. Hodges and pals, not only is there nothing new in this research, but I note that the work was based on a secondary analysis of MRC data. In 2016, there was not a great deal of slate quarrying going on in Wales any longer and the few quarrymen still working in the industry were well-protected, the deleterious effects of slate dust being well-known. So HOW OLD was your data? Donkey’s years old perhaps? Was it perhaps from the MRC Unit which was located in south Wales many years ago, run by Archie Cochrane, with which Dafydd and Tony Francis’s old mucker Professor Kenneth Rawnsley was involved before he was appointed Chair of Psychological Medicine at the Welsh National School of Medicine? See previous posts for details of Archie et al and the MRC Unit in south Wales…
It was the geniuses linked to Archie’s old mates and the MRC Unit who were responsible for the research fraud carried out by Dafydd’s mates in Dec 1990, which blew up in everybody’s faces days after the silly buggers boasted of their Global First In Cancer Research in the world’s media. See posts ‘They Think It’s All Over – It Is Now’ and ‘Hey, Hey DAJ, How Many Kids Did You Kill Today?’. That paper was published the month in which Tony and Sadie Francis had me arrested on the basis of their perjury; they were attempting to have me imprisoned. When that didn’t happen, they perjured themselves again a few weeks later in another attempt to have me imprisoned; then they had another go some three months after that, in the spring of 1991. None of the charges were criminal charges; the Drs Francis had obtained a High Court injunction against me – again on the basis of perjury – and then repeatedly perjured themselves in their claims that I had breached the injunction and should be imprisoned for contempt of court. I have documents demonstrating that Hempsons, the MDU lawyers, who were acting for the Drs Francis, knew that they had perjured themselves and had advised them not to continue with the case against me. The Drs Francis continued nonetheless and Hempsons represented them.
Hempsons had copies of letters written by me detailing the serious abuse of patients and criminality on the part of Dafydd, the Drs Francis and their colleagues. I also had a long telephone conversation with Ann Ball of Hempsons in late 1990 and told her in no uncertain terms that patients were being seriously abused. Ann Ball told me that Tony and Sadie Francis had told her that they knew nothing about my allegations. Hempsons had documentary evidence themselves that Tony and Sadie were party to the abuse and criminality.
By Dec 1990, Professor Mark Williams was becoming well-known on the back of his Mindfulness work, which was yet another research fraud carried out by Dafydd’s colleagues. See post ‘The Biggest Expert Of The Lot’.
Tony Francis studied under Kenneth Rawnsley and then worked for Rawnsley as a junior doctor after Francis graduated.
With regard to the institutions with which those who’s names are on the 2016 paper with N.G. Hodges. Not long after I finished my MSc at Hammersmith Hospital, Hammersmith merged with Imperial College. Dafydd’s pals at Hammersmith and the Top Docs who were perpetrating research fraud, giving out jobs to the people with whom they were having sex etc all (see eg. posts ‘Oh, Lordy! It’s CR UK’ and ‘Interesting Facts’) became part of Imperial College. For years Imperial was ruled over by Lord Brian Flowers, who grew up in Swansea and retained close links with Wales. Flowers was then given domain over the whole of the University of London and served as VC. Flowers ignored patient harm, criminal misconduct and research fraud in all the London Medical Schools, including the pan-European trafficking ring which St George’s was facilitating. Flowers had a go at being the VC of Manchester University as well, just to ensure that the rot was firmly embedded in the north west of England as well as the north east and London. See previous posts.
Sir Charles Evans, the Top Doc who for the best part of three decades served as the Principal of UCNW while the whole institution was a vehicle for Dafydd’s trafficking gang, was close friends with Top Doctor Anne McCandless, who, like Sir Charles, was more interested in climbing than in being a Top Doctor and didn’t have much time for the human race. Anne McCandless worked as a paediatrician in the Liverpool and Manchester areas and along with her Top Doc mates, was complicit with the abuse of kids and vulnerable people. See post ‘Meet the Gwerin!’.
There were other people with close links to Imperial who colluded with Dafydd and the gang, including those from north Wales, such as Professor Wynn Humphrey Davies, who in retirement returned to north Wales and for many years held office on the Council of Bangor University. See post ‘I Told You I Was Trouble’.
My post ‘I Don’t Believe It!’ discusses what I am fairly sure was a huge research fraud conducted by Dame Julia Polak of Imperial College in collaboration with Sir Magdi Yacoub, in the field of er heart and lung research. I was told by someone the other day that Polak did commit that fraud but it was less certain as to how much Yacoub knew about it; there is a suspicion that he just believed her lies… Whatever the truth, Polak and Yacoub built a whole new research centre on the basis of the Medical Miracles that they were performing and millions and millions of dosh has gone the way of Imperial on the basis of Julia’s ‘research’.
One of N.G. Hodges’ co-authors was based at Bristol University. Dafydd’s gang had a hotline to Bristol University, because Dr D.G.E. Wood trained there. There were many more links between the gang and Bristol University as well, such as Sarah Jenkins, the daughter of Sheila Jenkins, a particularly abusive Gwynedd social worker, who did a degree in psychology at Bristol. Sarah Jenkins was on the psychology degree at Bristol at the same time as Sarah Macaulay, who later became Mrs Gordon Brown. Sarah was the business partner of Julia Hobsbawm and they established Hobsbawm Macaulay Communications, the PR company which served New Labour. Julia’s dad Eric Hobsbawm was the Marxist historian who spent much of his life in the Communist Party, had a second home at Croesor in Gwynedd and was part of the Welsh Bloomsbury Group who drew on the services of Dafydd’s gang for years. See eg. post ‘Captain Swing And His Crew’. Eric Hobsbawm was one of that cohort of Cambridge students who were recruited by the security services, so I can only presume that putting a stop to a gang of paedophiles operating within the post-war welfare state was not on their remit.
Lord David Hunt, who concealed the criminality of Dafydd et al throughout his many years as a Tory MP on Merseyside, Welsh Office Minister, Secretary of State for Wales, member of the Lords and is still doing so in his capacity as one of the most senior people in the international law firm DAC Beachcroft, completed his law degree at Bristol University.
As for N.G. Hodges, I have no idea how an elderly, clapped out doctor from Ysbyty Gwynedd who was mates with Dafydd et al managed to get himself an affiliation with Sheffield University in the twilight of his years, but in view of what is going on, it could very easily have been arranged. Sheffield was at the hub of the ring run by Jimmy Savile, who was involved with Dafydd’s gang. I am only surprised that the much bigger names from Sheffield University on that paper – one of whom I think now has a Chair in Australia – were stupid enough to have been party to this lame response to my blog.
As for Sheffield per se, one of the hubs of Jimmy Savile HQ, didn’t a man called David Blunkett ever notice anything amiss in downtown, gangland Sheffield? He led the Sheffield City Council throughout the Savile years and was Home Secretary as well…
‘The People’s Republic Of Sheffield’ had old Tebbs and the Tories fuming. Not so much a People’s Regime if you were a kid in care or psych patient being targeted by Savile’s gang was it Blunkett?
N.G. Hodges’ 1996 effort at medical research was ‘Implication of Flowers and Weeds in Fibrosing Alveolitis’, which was published in the Lancet, April 1996, with W.E. Beer. W.E. Beer was Bill Beer, a Top Doctor who served as the consultant dermatologist for Gwynedd for many years. Bill Beer had no links with Gwynedd before he applied for the job there, so there is probably an interesting story behind that career move.
Bill Beer was yet another Top Doctor who worked with a gang of criminals who found himself a Lucky Winner just after the North Wales Police declared that they found no evidence of a VIP paedophile ring in north Wales and Cheshire. In 1993 Bill Beer found himself in receipt of the Wycombe prize from the British Association of Dermatology, two years after his retirement from the NHS. Bill Beer was killed in a car accident in Dec 1999, two months before the publication of the Waterhouse Report. Beer had just completed writing a history of the C&A Hospital when he died.
Bill Beer was not a home grown Top Doc. He was born in the Nilgiri Hills in Southern India. His father was Assistant Director of the local Pasteur Institute and engaged in anti-rabies research. His great-grandfather, George Beer, had gone to India from Devon with William Bowden where, with the assistance of their wives, they had succeeded in establishing churches, hospitals and a school. Bill Beer’s medical studies commenced in Madras and were followed by junior Doc posts in the Vellore Medical School. Bill came under the influence of an American dermatologist, H. Gass, whose enthusiasm resulted in Bill becoming a dermatologist.
After Bill married, he and his wife Joan returned to the Nilgiri Hills to work in a mission hospital. Then, owing to a change of policy for tea estate hospitals, they came to Britain. Bill was able to specialise in dermatology as a result of support from the Nilgiri mission. He initially enrolled as a full time postgrad at St John’s Hospital and, after passing the membership exam of the Royal College of Physicians of Edinburgh in 1963, Bill was appointed senior registrar at Westminster Hospital where he worked under Peter Samman.
Westminster Hospital contained a proportion of Docs, students and had a number of alumni who were Welsh and two of them, Wilfred and Dannie Abse, were directly involved with Dafydd’s gang and the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Wilfred and Dannie had already trained at Westminster by the time that Bill Beer arrived to work there. By 1963, Wilfred was a Professor of Psychiatry at the University of Virginia and quite a sensation and Dannie, although working as a Top Doctor, was busy building his career in poetry and literature and making lots of influential friends.
Wilfred and Dannie’s brother Leo Abse had been elected as the Labour MP for Pontypool in 1958. Leo was a bent lawyer and a good mate of the child molesting Speaker of the House George Thomas. In later life Leo boasted of bribing and threatening people who had complained about George Thomas to keep quiet. Leo Abse was the subject of an historical abuse investigation into abuse. The whole Abse family were running the abuse ring and there are indications that Leo Abse’s father had been busy before organised trafficking took off in quite such a big way. Famille Abse pushed Dannie into medicine although he wasn’t ever interested in Top Doctoring at any point in his life; he went all queasy over pathology and failed his exams constantly, only ever qualifying because in that era medical students were allowed to carry on having another go until they did qualify. Father Abse also spent a great deal of money paying for Dannie to live in London when he was training; Wilfred had insisted that Dannie train at Westminster. I get the distinct impression from Dannie Abse’s autobiography that the rest of the Abses really wanted another Top Doctor in the family and one based in London, because Top Docs are very useful if one’s extended family are white collar crooks involved in building up a huge trafficking gang. See post ‘O Jones, O Jones’.
Once in Parliament, Leo was the driving force behind legislation to decriminalise homosexuality, for which Leo received much credit. Then Leo set about changing the law with regard to kids in care and by 1975, Leo had managed to get the Children Act on the statute books. It was that Act which resulted in hundreds and hundreds of children being handed over to Dafydd’s gang and related gangs. Where they were procured for the Westminster Paedophile Ring. My post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’ describes how Leo Abse was virtually single-handedly responsible for the Children Act 1975. Every ‘expert’ involved with advising and drafting was an associate of Dafydd’s gang. The final push was Dr Death helpfully using a Private Member’s Bill to get the legislation through Parliament.
Had Leo Abse not been running an international crime syndicate, he would have been admirable. He had plenty of energy, he wasn’t ever put off doing what he wanted, he was still going strong well into old age and he didn’t take any crap from anyone. Unfortunately it is very obvious that although ‘allegations’ against Leo Abse were ‘not proved’, Leo Abse was prepared to work very hard over many years to ensure a supply of teenagers and young people who could be forced into having sex with horrible old buggers to whom they would never have said yes in other circumstances. I wasn’t going to be one of them and had I known about Leo Abse’s involvement with Dafydd et al I’d have been down to south Wales to deal with Leo in the way that the spineless twats with whom he was surrounded did not feel able…
MI5: Next time, just ensure that I get the documentation BEFORE the gangsters have died will you. Then the likes of Brown and I will be able to deal with the fucking problem because it is clear that no-one else will.
Bill Beer had very wide interests, including the Welsh language, in which he became fluent, music, gardening, astronomy and mountain walking. Both he and his wife ‘were renowned for their hospitality and for the pastoral care they gave to junior doctors and university students. His life, both professional and personal, was profoundly influenced by a deeply held Christian faith’.
The Beers were involved in the Missionary movements which I discussed in my post ‘There’s Methodism In This Madness’. The Rev Alwyn Roberts, the former PVC of UCNW, was a former missionary who had been Principal of a college in India. Later in his career, back in north Wales, Alwyn Roberts was a key figure in the facilitation of Dafydd’s gang. Alwyn Roberts was also the man who thrashed out the deal with Thatch’s axe-man Sir Peter Swinnerton-Dyer to keep that little group of Bangor grads and their friends who had challenged Gwynne the lobotomist et al quiet and out of any professional careers in return for UCNW being allowed to live to fight another day in the face of Swinnerton-Dyer’s intentions to close the institution down completely. See previous posts…
Alwyn Roberts was a member of Gwynedd County Council, which was led by Plaid. Had Alwyn Roberts not done the dirty deal with Swinnerton-Dyer to ensure that everyone shafted my friends and I and we had managed to draw public attention to what was happening in north Wales, Thatcher’s Gov’t would have been brought down, because of the involvement of her friend and Minister, Sir Peter Morrison, in the gang operating in north Wales.
‘Ten More Years’. ‘I Want To Go On And On And On.’ Thanks Alwyn!
Yma O Hyd!
Joan Beer I think is still alive; she is a leading light in Penrallt Baptist Church in Bangor. There are some very nice people in Penrallt, I know some of them there, but there is a big contingent of social workers, Top Docs and Bangor University staff who definitely colluded with the trafficking ring. Not much happened at Penrallt without Joan Beer being at the centre of it.
Bill Beer’s obituary for the Royal College of Physicians ‘Lives of the Fellows’ online was written by O.P. Galpin, who was one of the names on the paper which was published in Dec 1990 detailing yet another research fraud on the part of Dafydd’s gang…
Bill Beer’s mentor at the Westminster Hospital, Peter Samman, died in 1992 and his biography is also to be found on the Royal College of Physician’s ‘Lives of the Fellows’ online:
Peter Samman was born in Darjeeling, India. His father, Herbert Frederick Samman, was a Commissioner in the Indian Civil Service, as was his mother’s father. His cousin, C T Samman, a lieutenant colonel who was master of the Worshipful Company of Apothecaries 1928-31…
On his father’s retirement the family returned to the Isle of Man, where Peter attended King William’s College. He went up to Emmanuel College, Cambridge, and then to King’s College Hospital, London.
Samman was at Cambridge in the 1930s, along with all those gay elite men who worked for the security services and used their positions to ensure that they could have sex with kids and young people who didn’t really want to have sex with them and then murder witnesses if they wouldn’t shut up.
Soon after he qualified, the second world war began. He volunteered for the RAF, rose to the rank of squadron leader, spent two years in Canada, and after the war returned to King’s and obtained his membership of the College.
Dannie Abse finished his clinical training at King’s after the Westminster Hospital and he spent quite some time working as a Top Doc in the RAF, reaching a senior position…
The King’s dermatology ethos had attracted him to the specialty. Sydney Thomson – of Thomson’s Disease, congenital poikiloderma, 1923 – was in charge of the department having succeeded Arthur Whitfield, of the ointment. He was house surgeon and medical registrar at King’s until 1947 when he moved to Bristol as senior registrar. There he started a lifelong study that brought him international recognition – the classification of the cutaneous lymphomas…
In 1951 he was appointed consultant physician for diseases of the skin to Westminster Hospital. He spent a sabbatical six months during 1958 at the University of Pennsylvania in the foremost academic unit in the USA, Pillsbury’s. This was followed by his appointment to the staff of St John’s Hospital for Diseases of the Skin. St John’s was his chief academic focus; he was dean for five years.
A man of upright and definite convictions…
He just missed a great deal of what was happening around him
He was punctilious in his attendance to his hospital work at Westminster and St John’s, where he was particularly respected for sound clinical judgement and also in committee.
Bill my dear chap! The international trafficking ring that young Abse is developing needs a dermatologist in the heartland of Gwynedd! You’re good with languages and the region is a Methodist stronghold, you must apply… We must remember our NHS work after all…
His opinion was always the first to be sought at national and international meetings on the subject of cutaneous T-cell lymphomas, mycosis fungoides and pre-reticulotic conditions. He would answer succinctly and clearly, reporting his meticulous analysis of the patients that had been referred to him from all over the UK.
I can only hope that Samman’s research was rather less flaky than that of N.G. Hodges et al…
He gave the Parkes Weber lecture in 1976, entitled ‘Cutaneous reticulosis’. He also contributed chapters on this subject, on nails in disease and on lichen planus, in the celebrated Textbook of dermatology, ed A J Rook and D S Wilkinson, Oxford, Blackwell, 1968, which went into several editions. His The nails in disease, London, Heinemann, 1965, went into four editions. In 1990 he edited A history of St John’s Hospital for Diseases of the Skin, Oxford, Radcliffe Medical.
You can see why a load of wallies in Parliament are taken in on every occasion can’t you. It sounds brilliant, very Dr Finlay.
He married Judith Mary née Kelly in 1953 and settled in Orpington, Kent. He and Judy had a large garden and Peter was a knowledgeable plantsman; he won many cups and awards at horticultural shows where his speciality was chrysanthemums.
The Gumbies of Monty Python fame liked chrysanthemums. The Gumbies did brain surgery as well.
Dr Dannie Abse and colleagues:
[Samman] had three daughters, one of whom also qualified as a Gumby and works as a GP. In his later years he was afflicted with Parkinson’s disease; he died of pneumonia.
The Gumbies could do no more for him…
In Aug 1986, N.G. Hodges and others published ‘Mortality of Slate Workers In North Wales’ in the British Journal of Industrial Medicine, 43(8): 550-555.
The abstract: In a study in 1975 of the mortality experienced over six years by two groups of men one group had been exposed to slate dust and the other had had no previous exposure to dust. In non-smokers there was no material excess mortality associated with past exposure to dust but in smokers there was a pronounced (26%) excess. In the slate workers the risk for smokers was on average 76% greater than for non-smokers, and increased with severity of pneumoconiosis; in those who had not been exposed to dust the risk was 50% greater for smokers than non-smokers. In ex-smokers among those who had been exposed to slate dust the risk of death was higher in those with the lower lung function initially. No such association was detected in the other groups.
So N.G. Hodges and his mates had published something in 1986 using data collected in 1975. Data this old and indeed much older can certainly be valuable in many areas of research, but not in this area. Once again, N.G. Hodges was telling the world something that it already knew about an industry that had changed its working practices and that was in decline anyway, using ancient data.
On this occasion, the cutting edge researcher which is N.G .Hodges co-authored with P.D. Oldham, C. Bevan and P.C. Elwood. I will return to these co-researchers of N.G.’s shortly.
In 1981, O.C. Parry-Jones and N.G. Hodges published ‘Severe Breathlessness, Respiratory Failure and Asphyxia’ in the BMJ, 282(6262):441-443]
In May 1980, N.G. Hodges and others published ‘Effects of Exposure To Slate Dust in North Wales’ in the British Journal of Industrial Medicine, 37 (2): 152-162. N.G.’s co-authors were J.R. Glover, Carol Bevan, J.E. Cotes, P.C. Elwood, R.L. Kell, C.R, Lowe, Margery McDermott and P.D. Oldham.
Glover, Kell and Lowe gave their affiliation as the Dept of Community Medicine at the Welsh National School of Medicine; Bevan, Cotes, McDermott and Oldham were from the MRC Pneumoconiosis Unit, Cardiff; Elwood was from the MRC Epidemiology Unit, Cardiff.
N.G. Hodges gave his affiliation as Gwynedd Health Authority. That hopeless, bankrupt, failed, corrupt organisation that within just a few short years was the subject of questions in the House and a Welsh Office hit squad, even though the Welsh Office had been responsible for colluding with the wrongdoing and shrieking at patients raising concerns that all was fine on this particular ship and How Very Dare You (see post ‘A Visit To Gwynedd Archives’).
The Welsh National School of Medicine led the field in Wales with regard to providing Dafydd and the gang with an umbrella and the official stamp of ‘excellent care’ and ‘expertise’. Prof Kenneth Rawnsley at the Welsh National School of Medicine was responsible for ‘upholding standards of psychiatry’ across the whole of Wales and dear old Ken gave Gwynne of the lobotomies and Dafydd’s Denbigh Dungeon the green light whenever a report had to be compiled about Standards In Wales. It was all OK, perhaps just a little bit of improvement was required but that is only because We Don’t Have Enough Resources. For the purposes of Top Docs in other specialities and various others who refused to take psychiatrists seriously, the nephrologist Professor William Asscher of the Welsh National School of Medicine would be wheeled out to reassure the world that all was well, Asscher being fully on board with the gang and a Real Doctor, rather than a psychiatrist. See previous posts.
The MRC Pneumoconiosis Unit in Cardiff was set up many years ago when lung conditions were a serious problem in the south Wales valleys. It was linked to the MRC Epidemiology Unit in Cardiff, which was originally a spin off from a bigger epidemiology empire based in England with which Dafydd’s mates at the Maudsley became involved. I have accessed some of the work of those units and it really was laughable, even by the standards of the time. Professor Archie Cochrane was a leading light in the MRC Units in south Wales. Archie Cochrane was a robust scientist who seems to have upheld high standards with regard to his own work and he spent much time trying to persuade his colleagues to do the same. They didn’t, not even those who worked alongside him. Archie knew this and he knew about the excesses of Dafydd et al but he never challenged any of it. I don’t know enough about Archie Cochrane to know why this was; he may have simply been swamped by idiots or Archie might be yet another person who was not quite what history maintains he was.
Kenneth Rawnsley worked with those MRC Units at one time and he was able to publish work maintaining that the health differences between the different communities in south Wales were predicated on psychological factors. Ken explained that was why people living in the industrial parts of the valleys who spent their lives down coal mines and lived in poor housing covered in coal dust were moaning and groaning about their aches and pains, coughing their guts up and walked with stoops and limps, but those in the Vale of Glamorgan had a skip in their step, a smile for everyone and clean faces and necks.
They won’t get up off their arses and do a days work that’s their problem.
Unlike this man.
Professor Peter Elwood was a key component of the MRC Epidemiology Unit and a man of whom Cardiff University are proud. See post ‘The Vermin Club’. Peter has been at the forefront of many medical breakthroughs and his stellar career continued at speed, even after his name was on that horribly embarrassing paper published by Dafydd’s gang in Dec 1990…
All the Top Docs at the Welsh National School of Medicine and in Cardiff knew what was happening in north Wales. It was why junior doctors would not take jobs in north Wales and even the medical students’ hearts sank if they had to complete a placement in Bangor. Meanwhile, Professor Fergus Lowe at Bangor University built an empire on the back of holding weak colluding fools over a barrel. Before Fungus blackmailed Unilever, the Leverhulme Trust and the ESRC over the wrongdoing of Dafydd et al, he raised funds and his profile by ‘working with health authorities’ in Wales. Fungus, the Leo Abse of Psychology, kicked all of them about because he knew how serious the criminality with which they had been complicit was. See previous posts.
Here’s the abstract of the May 1980 paper by N.G. Hodges and friends: In a study of slate workers in four areas in North Wales 725 workers and ex-workers who had been exposed to slate and to no other dust were seen, together with 530 men from the same area who had never been exposed to any dust. Evidence of pneumoconiosis was found in one-third of the slate workers, and 10% had degrees of pneumoconiosis that would attract compensation (category 2 or higher). The prevalence of respiratory symptoms was high, and there was evidence of an effect of both simple and complicated pneumoconiosis on lung function additional to that of age. There was a high prevalence (40-50%) of radiological lesions suggestive of healed tuberculosis in men aged over 55. Either pneumoconiosis or old tubercular lesions (or both together) could account for the current symptomatology and disability of the men.
What’s the betting that N.G. and co had used the same old data set that they brought out of mothballs in 2016 when the paedophile gang sent up a distress flare, after using it for their Aug 1986 paper? They certainly made good use of that 1975 data, from a slate industry that barely existed any longer, in which practices had changed out of all recognition by the time that they were publishing. Many of the people in the data set would have been dead by the time that N.G. still faithfully worked the data in 1986, let alone 2016.
Yet more meaningless research brought to the world by mates of Dafydd’s because I’ve popped my head above the parapet again. You can almost set your clocks by it. Aug 1986, my first formal complaint to the Mental Health Act Commission after I was unlawfully detained under the Mental Health Act in Ysbyty Gwynedd when I refused to leave the premises because my previous letters of complaint had not been answered. Dec 1990, I had given Hempsons full details of the abuse and criminality on the part of the NHS and social services in north Wales. Nov 2016, I’d begun this blog.
My how things haven’t changed.
The quarrying landscape of north Wales when N.G. Hodges was publishing about the effects of slate dust on quarrymen: