Always On The Side Of The Children

Readers familiar with previous posts will be aware that some rather surprising people have been employed as civil service mandarins with responsibilities for Gov’t Departments concerned with health and welfare. My post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’ introduced Bing Spear, who was the Home Office’s Chief Inspector in its Drugs Branch, 1977-86 and before that was Deputy Chief Inspector, 1965-77. Bing certainly kept odd company for a mandarin – his intimate knowledge of addicts down on their luck as well as of their sexual partners, their dealers and their drug habits, together with his personal friendships with Top Doctors who had a tendency to find themselves accused of dealing drugs, his transferring of a particularly ‘soft’ Inspector to cover Dr Dafydd Alun Jones’s patch in north Wales and Bing’s mysterious health problems suggest that Bing was an addict himself and very likely corrupt to boot.

My post ‘Socio-Political Context of The North Wales Mental Health Services In The 1980s’ describes how, from 1987, an even more worrying mandarin, Brian McGinnis, was employed as Under-Secretary of State for Mental Health in the DHSS, with responsibility for high security hospitals. McGinnis was the man who was instrumental in forming the Broadmoor task force which included Jimmy Savile among its members. After McGinnis had retired and was taking on voluntary work, in 2002 Bromley Council ended his involvement with children with learning disabilities and in 2005 Croydon Council banned him from working with children.

Rupert Hughes was another mandarin from that era, the civil servant who was responsible for the Children’s Act 1989, which has since caused a great many problems. The Children’s Act was drafted and passed in the wake of the chaos of the Cleveland Child Abuse Scandal in 1987, but one only has to look at what is happening to ‘looked after’ children today to know that the Children’s Act has failed dismally. Rupert Hughes is described as being the ‘father’ of the Act and Brenda Hale – now the President of the Supreme Court of the UK – the ‘mother’. See post ‘In The Courts’ for further information concerning Brenda and why she is not the feminist hero that she advertises herself as being. Rupert Hughes was the Assistant Secretary of the Children’s Division in the DHSS – he joined the civil service after graduating from Oxford and initially worked in the MAFF. Later he moved to the Cabinet Office and then in 1984 he joined the DHSS. He enjoyed the support of Lord Mackay of Clashfern, the Lord Chancellor – who kept the lid on the sleaze and horror which swirled around the wife-beating drunken alleged child molester Sir Nicholas Fairbain (see post ‘More On Baroness Patricia Scotland QC – And Her Very Sleazy Friends’)  – and the Health Secretary Ken Clarke, whom I have now concluded did absolutely nobody any favours but himself (see post ‘Running The Country – And All That Jazz’). Rupert Hughes was described as having a ‘fairly free hand’ with the DHSS. After eleven years at the top of the Children Services Division of the DHSS, years during which there was scandal after scandal involving the serious abuse of, the trafficking for sex of and even the deaths of children in care, Rupert retired in 1995. After retirement Rupert Chaired the Michael Sieff Foundation and was a Fellow of the Centre for Social Policy at Dartington, Devon, Chairing the Centre for three years. Rupert was a member of the Reform Club and his partner was Priscilla Campbell Allen. The Reform Club was traditionally associated with the Liberal Party although today is has no official political affiliation. Jeremy Thorpe was an enthusiastic member of the Reform Club.

Regular readers will know that whatever the excesses of Rupert, the problems in the UK’s child care system started a long while before Rupert got his hands of the levers of power. There have been problems with children in care being abused for decades – although in previous eras sexual abuse didn’t get much of a mention, the issue discussed was usually that of ‘cruelty’ – but things seemed to escalate rapidly in the 1970s, which saw the large scale infiltration of children’s social services right across the country by paedophiles operating in gangs which were connected with each other and who had links with paedophiles and traffickers overseas.

The person who was appointed to the top of the tree by Ted Heath’s Gov’t in 1970 was Barbara Kahan, a social worker who was the Home Office’s Deputy Chief Inspector of the Children’s Dept. At that time the Home Secretary was Reginald Maudling who ended up resigning after he was involved in a major scandal linked to large scale corruption in business dealings. When the remit for child care was taken over by the DHSS in 1971, Kahan transferred to that Dept, to work under Secretary of State Sir Keith Joseph.

Barbara Kahan was someone who was at the heart of a system that was rotten throughout her whole career and became a good deal more putrefied whilst she was at the highest level. Kahan came from a Labour Party, Methodist family and in 1939 went to Newnham College, Cambridge. Whilst at Cambridge she re-started the University Labour Club, also worked for Richard Acland’s left-leaning Commonwealth Party and joined the Peace Pledge Union. After Cambridge, Kahan undertook a social science course at the LSE.

Kahan began her career in Dudley, West Midlands, where she was a child care officer, 1948-50 – she opened the first children’s home in Dudley. After that Kahan went to work for Oxfordshire Children’s Dept, which became absorbed into the social services in 1970 at the end of her time there. In 1964 Kahan became President of the Association of Childcare Officers.

When Kahan first began her career, most child care officers were women – often women like her ie. well-educated women from middle class backgrounds, frequently with a touch of radicalism. A lot of those women will have been very genuine. However by the late 60s/70s when the very real problem of residential homes for children being literally infiltrated by paedophile gangs began to grow, women served a very useful purpose – exactly the same purpose that women serviced in abusive institutions like the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. They were there to reassure the public that nothing dreadful could be going on – certainly not sexual abuse, because women are caring and they would never collude with such activity. Sadly they did and they did so regularly.

In my own case, Dr Sadie Francis (Dr X’s wife), Janice Davies, Jackie Brandt, Maggie Fookes and Bridget Lloyd all lied about me in statements to the police and in Court because Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) et al wanted to construct a picture of me as mad, bad and dangerous to know. That is much easier if it is women making the claims of being terrified – nothing shifts the criminal justice system like A Woman In Fear. Especially an Angel. If the children of the Woman In Fear can be mentioned to the police or in Court, so much the better. When I discovered that these women  were claiming to be terrified of me, I wrote to them to apologise and to say that if anything that I had ever said or done had frightened them, I was sorry. Those letters turned up in my medical records – along with documents written by those women themselves saying that they were not frightened of me and that in Bridget Lloyd’s case she knew that I wouldn’t recognise her even if I saw her. There were also letters and memos from managers and Top Doctors (most frequently Alun Davies, the manager of the mental health services in Gwynedd and Lucille Hughes, the Director of Gwynedd Social Services) and also from the crooked solicitor in the Welsh Office – Andrew Park – urging these people to contact the police and tell them that I had threatened them and that they were terrified. It was a conspiracy involving perjury on an industrial scale and their status as women who were ‘victims’ of mine was ruthlessly used by people who were facilitating a paedophile ring.

Other patients from north Wales who had cause to complain have shown me documents relating to their own cases in which the very same techniques were used which, in some cases, involved exactly the same ‘women in fear’. One man, after months of sheer frustration at the misconduct of the Arfon Community Mental Health Team – of which Brandt, Lloyd and Fookes were members – threw a cushion across the room in their office, snapped a leaf off of a pot plant and walked out, slamming the door. The police were called, told that he had threatened the Little Women, thrown furniture about and had broken the door. He was not told that such serious allegations had been made, but Tony Francis ordered him to write to the Arfon Team and apologise for upsetting them. So he did. Years later when his lawyer obtained his files, this man discovered that his letter of apology had been attached to the fictitious account of what had happened – so it looked as if he was indeed apologising for the heinous crimes that they had alleged and documented without his knowledge.

Again and again patients in north Wales told me that this had happened to them. The stories were remarkably consistent – that patients had been insulted or physically assaulted by male staff in the Arfon Team such as Keith Fearns and Bob Ingham, only to find that after they had complained about this the police would be on their doorstep because the Little Women had made statements. Little Women whom the patients often had never heard of.

One of the internal investigations into the serious abuse of children in the care of Clwyd County Council revealed the key role of Irene Train, a nurse who was promoted to senior management and colluded with the most appalling conduct (see post ‘Don’t Be Silly, He’s Nice’).

The Waterhouse Report – the cover-up of all cover-ups – mentions ‘caring’ women social workers who claimed to have been ‘just playful’ when children had complained of being kneed in the groin by them, slapped around the face, forced to strip, dragged along by their hair or had even been subjected to attempts to suffocate or smother them.

They may have been women but they were colleagues of a paedophile gang. The evidence against Lucille Hughes was so damning that even Sir Ronald Waterhouse named her as knowing that a paedophile ring was in operation but failing to act. Lucille was Dr Dafydd Alun Jones’s mistress.

Barbara Kahan will have known that the abuse of children in residential care was endemic. In her obituary we are told that she ‘believed in residential care’ ‘long after this approach had gone out of fashion’. Residential care went ‘out of fashion’ because it was realised that the system was brutal and attracted predators.

Whilst Kahan worked in Oxfordshire she introduced the payment of a special enhanced rate to people who fostered ‘difficult’ children. In north Wales and other regions, there is evidence that this policy resulted in callous, inappropriate people fostering numerous children because it was very profitable (see post ‘Tower Hamlets, Paul Boateng and Tessa Jowell’). Foster carers should be paid because it is a valuable and difficult job, but it is essential that they should be appropriately vetted. Paying sexually abusive thugs a lot of money to foster five or six children is not a particularly good idea.

Kahan’s obituary in ‘The Guardian’ observed that she never became Director of Social Services in Oxfordshire because she made ‘too many enemies’. One way of making enemies is to blow the whistle – but Kahan didn’t do this. Kahan didn’t become Director of Oxford Social Services, but in 1970 she was appointed Deputy Chief Inspector of the Children’s Dept by the Home Office. In 1970 the Home Office was directly managing Bryn Estyn, as well as Axwell Park Approved School in Gateshead. Axwell Park was at that time employing Matt Arnold and his friend Peter Howarth and there were complaints of boys being abused. In 1973 Arnold and Howarth both transferred to Bryn Estyn to work – where boys were abused. Howarth later died in prison after being convicted of a number of counts of sex offences against boys in his care. In 1971 Barbara became Assistant Director of the Social Work Service at the DHSS under Secretary of State Sir Keith Joseph. The Keith Joseph who consistently refused to hold an investigation into the deaths of more than 40 children at the notorious home The Beeches.

It was Keith Joseph who took receipt of the Finer Report in 1974 – the Finer Committee sat between 1969-73 on the subject of one parent families. Barbara Kahan was a member of the Committee.

Sir Keith Joseph was a barrister who was the Conservative MP for Leeds North East, 1956-87. Right where Savile, the paedophiles and their corrupt police officer friends were busy for the whole duration of Joseph’s time in Parliament. Joseph served as a Cabinet member in the Gov’ts of Harold Macmillan, Sir Alec Douglas-Home, Ted Heath and Margaret Thatcher. Joseph was Secretary of State for Social Security, 1970-74. He was the intellectual force behind what became known as Thatcherism, but his own campaign for the Tory leadership died a death in Oct 1974 after he made a speech in Edgbaston about the ‘cycle of poverty’ among the lower orders and was rash enough to remark that what with the council house people breeding like rabbits and single mothers, ‘the balance of our human stock, is threatened’. There was outrage and he was never taken quite so seriously again. The speech had actually been written by Alfred Sherman, one of Thatcher’s gurus, which explains a lot. Papers released under the 30 year rule at the end of 2011 revealed that Joseph had considered that there should be a ‘managed rundown’ of Merseyside.

In 2014 former Tory activist Anthony Gilberthorpe claimed that whilst he was a young man he discovered that a number of Tory Ministers were holding sex parties with under-aged boys. Keith Joseph was one of the Ministers whom he named. Gilberthorpe maintained that he handed a detailed dossier about these matter to Thatcher in 1989.

 

I don’t think that there was any danger of Barbara blowing any whistles at all – and she obviously didn’t blow any when she reached the dizzy heights either. She remained as Assistant Director until 1980, by which time children were being trafficked to Europe by the paedophiles ‘looking after them’ and in north Wales and elsewhere were being found dead. By 1980 there had been a number of convictions of child care workers for physical assault and various sex offences in north Wales, as well as in other regions of the country – but Babs didn’t click. Babs retired from the civil service in 1980, but she didn’t put her feet up.

In 1980 Babs launched the Gatsby Project, a distance learning project for residential child care workers, and she directed the project until 1991, when it was absorbed into the Open University. It sounds great doesn’t it – except that Babs carried out the Gatsby Project with Peter Righton, who was an active member of PIE and was convicted of the possession of child porn in the early 1990s. Righton’s special interest was social work education.

Peter Righton was a leading social work teacher and academic who argued in his work that sexual relationships between adults and children were not damaging. He worked at Keele University in 1965 as a lecturer in social work and in 1968 he was appointed as a senior lecturer with, and became the Director of Education for, the National Institute of Social Work. The National Institute of Social Work was located in Tavistock Place, just down the road from BMA House. Tessa Jowell was a Fellow of the National Institute for Social Work, as of course was Babs. In 1971 Righton joined the NCB (National Children’s Bureau) and subsequently set up a unit there – he came out as gay in the same year. In 1973 Righton delivered the annual Barnardos lecture. He was also a Governor at a school for children with special needs.

Righton was close friends with Charles Napier, a paedophile teacher who had been banned from teaching in the UK. Charles Napier worked in a number of different countries and his correspondence with Righton includes discussions between the two of them regarding the high quality and beauty of the boys that Napier was encountering in various overseas destinations. Napier ended up obtaining a senior job with the British Council in Cairo before he was removed from his post as a result of trouble with the authorities concerning his sexual activities with children. Righton was based in the UK but he made frequent trips to Europe where he met up  and kept company with under-aged boys. Righton’s colleagues explained Righton constantly keeping company with teenaged boys by making reference to his commitment and abilities with children. Such explanations for paedophiles’ behaviour were certainly used in the 1970s. I can remember two teachers at the school that I attended whose conduct in relation to children was explained thus – one of those people was very deceptive and I don’t think that his colleagues did realise that his conduct towards the girls was very questionable, but the other one was a PE teacher who was so notorious that the kids nicknamed him ‘Fiddler’. Boys would openly tell people that they didn’t want to go into the showers if Fiddler was there and I watched Fiddler chase boys around the school trying to smack their bums for non-existent crimes. The teachers at that school undoubtedly knew what Fiddler was doing – he was promoted to the post of Deputy Head and in retirement coached boys at a football club in Bridgwater. The company that Righton kept and his activities I suggest put him in the same category as Fiddler – it was obvious to everyone that he was abusing children, but everyone was tying themselves up in knots to explain why he wasn’t.

In 1982 Peter Righton helped draft the Barclay Report, Sir Peter Barclay’s Report into the roles and tasks of social workers in England and Wales. The early 80s also saw Righton link up with Babs to deliver courses in child care.

Righton contributed a chapter to a notorious book by Brian Taylor, ‘Perspectives On Paedophilia’ (1981). Righton makes it clear in his chapter that he has no problem with adults having sex with children. Another contributor to the book was Belfast child psychiatrist Dr Morris Fraser who was convicted of a sex offence against a child but was nonetheless allowed to continue practicing by the GMC. The GMC legal assessor who worked on Fraser’s case was Patrick Mayhew, who later became Attorney General and Secretary of State for N Ireland under Thatcher. It was Patrick Mayhew who, when he was Attorney General, backed the mounting of cases against me brought by Gwynedd Social Services (see post ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’) and then by Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) (see post ‘The Sordid Role Of Sir Robert Francis QC’), in which my imprisonment was sought for contempt of Court. In both cases the witnesses had perjured themselves and I now have documents that demonstrate that their own lawyers knew this – presumably Mayhew knew it as well. Morris Fraser later worked at UCL and at Springfield Hospital, the psychiatric hospital attached to St George’s Hospital Medical School. I was a patient at Springfield when the north Wales mental health services tried yet again to have me imprisoned on the basis of their perjury – Springfield witnessed all of it and did not lift a finger to help me, either medically or legally (see post ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London…’).

Documents forwarded to me from my lawyers last year show that what Springfield staff Dr Robin Jacobson, Dr Ruth White and Dr Alice Levinson were doing were having telephone conversations about me without my knowledge with Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and Dr Tony Francis – Tony Francis had helpfully suggested that they should also speak to Lucille Hughes about my ‘dangerousness’. I had never met Lucille Hughes. Correspondence had passed between Lucille Hughes and the social work dept at St George’s about me without my knowledge – although I had never had any contact with the social work dept at St George’s and was never offered any. Robin Jacobson had admitted in correspondence to his colleagues that Dafydd was sexually involved with patients. Despite knowing this, Professor Nigel Eastman told me that he thought that I ought to return to live in north Wales. Where presumably I could be shagged by Dafydd and then imprisoned for offences that I had not committed.

Morris Fraser was involved with Azimuth, a charity in Cornwall which provided sailing holidays for children. Fraser was eventually featured in a TV expose – as was Righton – by which time he was living in Southampton.

By the late 1980s Righton was living in Evesham and held a senior role at the Open University. In 1991 he contributed to the review of the Charter for Children. At this point Righton was charged – and later convicted – for child porn offences. He was sacked from the team working on the Charter. Babs was interviewed about her close working relationship with Righton and maintained that he was of course an evil genius who had conned her and many others in the world of social work and how upsetting this was. Which was certainly interesting because not only had Righton spent years explaining the beneficial effects of sex with children to his colleagues, but he had admitted to at least one of them that he had been involved sexually with children but they kept it quiet out of loyalty to a colleague. Babs also mentioned that Peter Righton was gay and being a social worker she didn’t discriminate against anyone on the basis of their private life.

The concept of a private life is one that is frequently deployed by professional people if others dare question their illegal or unethical conduct. Dr Tony Francis wrote furious letters to third parties about me accusing me of commenting on the ‘private lives’ of Gwynne the lobotomist and Dafydd. Not only were their lives anything but private – half of north Wales openly discussed their wrongdoing – but privacy is no defence against sexually exploiting patients, facilitating a paedophile ring and involving oneself in serious criminal activities. Yet according to Francis it was me who  should be investigated by the police and banged up – as should whoever gave me the info about the ‘private lives’ in question – because my comments about private lives just demonstrated how twisted and dangerous I was. I was interested to discover that in 1976 when Cyril Smith was investigated for child abuse, he wrote to the BBC expressing his concern that they might investigate the ‘private lives’ of politicians (see post ‘Dr Death’).

Other high points of Righton’s career included his role assisting with the Home Office Children’s Dept in 1970 – well Babs was working there, of course he’ll have been assisting – and his regular contributions to the journal ‘Social Work Today’, 1976-85. In some of those articles Righton promoted sex between children and adults. Righton also shared a platform with Sir Keith Joseph whilst Joseph was Secretary of State at the DHSS and was of course working with Babs.

After his conviction for child porn, outing as a paedophile and enforced retirement, Peter Righton moved into a cottage on the estate of Lord Henniker (see post ’95 Glorious Years’ for details about Lord John Henniker). Whilst Righton lived on the estate, children from Islington Council were taken to the estate for visits. There was at least one allegation that Righton had abused a child during one such visit.

In 1993 the Utting Report by William Utting noted that Righton was suspected of a ‘trade’ in young victims in Malta.

In April 1992 John Rea Price, the former Director of Social Services at Islington Council, was appointed Director of the NCB. Price had recently resigned after twenty years at Islington. Just after he resigned, the scandal of the paedophile ring that had operated in Islington children’s homes for years became public.

Babs Chaired the NCB, 1985-94 and was Vice-President, 1994-2000. Babs certainly mixed with the best. ‘The Times’, 1 Oct 1987 reported that a luncheon was held for the NCH (National Children’s Home) ‘to help children in danger and families in need’ at the Waldorf Hotel. The host was Lady Henrietta St George and speakers included Angela Rippon, Nerys Hughes and Norma Rose, the National Co-Ordinator of Careline. Also present was Babs, a number of aristocrats and the wives of a variety of MPs, including David Heathcote-Amery’s wife.

Following her retirement, between 1983-99, Babs was a professional advisor to the Commons Select Committee on Social Services. So Babs advised that Committee whilst scandal after scandal in children’s social services exploded – and whilst politicians including Sir Peter Morrison, Cyril Smith and Greville Janner abused children in care. Babs advised throughout the Staffordshire Pindown Scandal, the Frank Beck Scandal in Leicestershire (see post ‘Radical Leicester And Some Other Free Radicals’), the Islington Scandal, the Lambeth Scandal, the Cleveland Scandal, the Satanic Panics in Nottingham, Rochdale and the Orkneys and the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal.

If I was Babs I would have concluded from this that I must have missed something during all those years at the top, not simply that Peter Righton was an evil genius who had duped me. Not Babs. No – Babs was considered such a sage that after the Staffordshire Pindown Scandal was exposed, Allan Levy QC who, in 1990 was appointed to Chair the Inquiry into Pindown, specifically requested that Babs be his Co-Chair. Not that Levy had ever met Babs or so he reassured everyone – Levy just knew about Babs’s towering reputation.

The events comprising the Pindown Scandal occurred in Staffordshire, 1983-89. Tony Latham, a social worker who sounded remarkably like Keith Fearns of the Arfon Community Mental Health Team in that he was aggressive to clients, intimidated staff and ran a variety of businesses incompatible with a job as a social worker, had developed a ‘method’ of ‘behavior control’ for children in care which he termed the ‘Pindown’ method. It wasn’t rocket science – Latham locked errant children in rooms by themselves in their nightclothes and frequently with no access to a bog. He didn’t just keep the children in isolation for a few hours. Or days. Or a week. The kids were locked in by themselves for months. Latham and the meatheads who worked as minions under him did this to 132 children in four different homes. Two children attempted suicide. I had information that things in Staffordshire were rather worse than even Pindown suggested. When I lived in north Wales I met a retired headmistress who had previously lived in Staffordshire and been a foster carer for Staffordshire Social Services. She fostered teenaged girls and one of them told her that she had been sexually abused by a social worker. The lady whom I met contacted the Social Services immediately and told them of her foster daughters allegations. Both girls were removed from her care hours later. She never saw them again. Her husband was then arrested and charged with sexually abusing the girl himself. He was remanded in prison. He was eventually found not guilty, but his wife was a headmistress – their lives in Staffordshire were over. They retired but the accusations and harassment continued – they ended up living in near hiding in north Wales.

Allan Levy QC was brought up in Lancashire and went to Hull University. He sat on the Committee for the Family Law Association, 1987-97; was a Committee Member of the Bar Council for two years; from 1988 was on the Council for JUSTICE; was a member of the Council of the Medico-Legal Society from 1990; and from 1990 until his death in 2004 Levy was the honorary legal advisor to the NCB. He also Chaired the BMA Steering Group which published ‘radical’ guidance concerning children’s and young people’s health in 2000. Levy was a supporter of the charity Young Minds and was an early advocate for the establishment of the post of Children’s Commissioner.

One of Levy’s high points was in 1987 when he acted for the official solicitor – representing the interests of a 17 year old girl with Down’s Syndrome, he took the case to the House of Lords to gain approval for the girl to be sterilised. The case caused a furore, but Levy got his way – those tubes of that teenager were ligated. In 1992 Levy Knew Best once more when he acted for the father of an adult accident victim who was a Jehovah’s Witness and refused blood transfusions. Old Levy obtained a Court Order forcing blood transfusions upon this adult with capacity.

Mark Fisher, the Labour MP for Stoke-on-Trent Central, 1983-2010, was full of praise for Kahan and Levy’s Report into Pindown. Fisher was educated at Eton and Trinity College, Cambridge and was Principal of Tattenhall Centre of Education, Cheshire, 1975-83. He was a Councillor on Staffordshire County Council, 1981-85. So I suspect that Mark Fisher might have known quite a bit about the mistreatment of children in the care of Staffordshire long before the rest of the world found out about Pindown. The paedophile ring that operated in north Wales did of course also operate in Cheshire. Fisher was Principal of that College in Cheshire whilst Sir Peter Morrison was MP for Chester and was known to be abusing boys in north Wales and Cheshire.

Mark Fisher is the brother-in-law of Tory MP Sir Michael Grylls, who was involved in the Ian Greer Associates cash for lobbying scandal in 1987 along with Neil Hamilton, Michael Brown and Peter Morrison. Hamilton was MP for Tatton at the time, the neighbouring constituency to Chester and used to attend social events with Peter Morrison. Fisher is the uncle of Bear Grylls.

Mark Fisher has been the Patron of the National Benevolent Fund for the Aged since 1986. He was a member of the BBC’s Advisory Council, 1987-97, was a Council member of the Institute of Policy Studies, 1985-97 and was Deputy Pro-Chancellor of Keele University, 1989-97.

In the Parliamentary expenses scandal of 2009 it was revealed that Mark Fisher claimed over £17k in expenses, none of which he was asked to repay. He was the MP who claimed for a bottle of Toilet Duck and a 34p Kit Kat.

In 2009 it was discovered that Mark Fisher had been receiving £67k pa from the Qatar Museums Authority for ‘advice on the development of the Museums Authority’s plans’. Fisher was required to attend three Board meetings a year.

 

Babs asked her old mate Peter Righton for his advice whilst she was working on the Pindown Inquiry and Righton subsequently gave evidence to the Inquiry.

Kahan and Levy’s Report as a result of the Pindown Inquiry led to a Dept of Health initiative in 1998, ‘Quality Protects’, which was going to transform children’s services. So that’s why at present twenty years after Quality Protected almost every local authority in the country has a problem with children in care being sexually exploited and trafficked, why over thirty social service departments in England are in special measures and why there’s been a documentary on ITV tonight about endemic abuse in children’s homes.

Levy Chaired the ‘Vladimir and Barbara Kahan Trust’. Like Rupert Hughes and Jeremy Thorpe, Allan Levy was a member of the Reform Club.

Allan Levy did not ever marry or have children.

 

Babs died in 2000 and her obituary mentioned that ‘in recent years’ she had been employed as an expert witness for solicitors representing children who had been abused in residential care. I suspected that Babs might have generated a few bob by providing this service, in much the same way that Professor Nigel Eastman and his colleagues provide expert opinions in cases in which Top Doctors with whom they have worked or are even mates have damaged or killed people. It was not for no good reason that Nigel took over from Professor Robert Bluglass as the UK’s leading forensic psychiatrist. Top Doctor for hire – chimneys swept, gardens dug, drives tarmaced, criminal misconduct/sexual abuse/deaths concealed.

In 1955 Babs married a Top Doctor herself, Dr Vladimir Kahan, a child psychiatrist based in Oxford. Babs assisted Vlad with the work for his book ‘Mental Illness In Childhood’, published by Tavistock Publications. The ‘research’ for the book was conducted between 1959-65 at West Stowell House, a unit for ‘psychotic and severely disturbed children’, managed by Babs and funded by Oxford Regional Hospital Board. Of course at that time one group of children who were routinely labelled as ‘severely disturbed’ were those children who were known to be participating in sexual activity – even if they had clearly stated that they had been coerced into that activity. Vlad died in 1981.

 

Peter Righton wasn’t the only questionable person whom Babs worked with. Babs was the manager of Louis Minister when he worked for Oxfordshire Children’s Dept as a child care officer in 1966. Prior to that, Minster had been a child care officer in Hertfordshire for the NCH – some of those named in the Waterhouse Report had worked for the NCH. After two years at Oxfordshire, Minster was appointed as a community development officer in Liverpool in 1968. In 1971-72 Minster was Deputy Director of Social Services for Sunderland County Borough Council. At a later date, the Director of Social Services at Sunderland, Colin Smart, alerted police to the abuse of children at Witherwick House in Sunderland in the 1970s and 80s. In 1972 Minster was employed as a senior social work lecturer at Robert Gordon’s Institute of Technology, Aberdeen. In 1975 Louis Minster was appointed as Director of Social Services for the London Borough of Richmond-Upon-Thames – he remained in post until 30 Oct 1984 when he was sacked, after a full meeting of the Council which was a closed meeting due to the ‘confidential’ nature of the business discussed. Minster himself claimed that his removal was ‘political’ – the Lib Dems had taken over control of the Council 11 months previously after a long period of Tory rule. Minster received a pay off, a pension and a new post in Glasgow training social workers.

Minster may have claimed that his removal was political but a great deal had happened to suggest otherwise. Whilst Minster was Director of Social Services in Richmond, it was alleged that children in the care of Richmond were taken to the notorious Elm Guest House nearby in Barnes, where they were molested at parties. Some of those alleged to have visited the Elm Guest House were Sir Peter Morrison, Cyril Smith, Anthony Blunt, Jimmy Savile, Sir Peter Hayman, Leon Brittan, Donald Naismith (the Director of Education at Wandsworth – Wandsworth Social Services provided the social workers who worked with St George’s Hospital Medical School/Springfield), Colin Peters QC and a number of police officers. Another alleged visitor was a man called Louis Minster.

It is alleged that the abuse at Elm Guest House began in 1977 and continued until at least 1982, when it was raided by the police. Richmond Council staff were given advance warning of the raid. Terry Earland, Head of Children’s Services at Richmond, stated that he had ‘no doubt’ that children were being abused at Elm Guest House. Because of this, Terry knew that a social worker would need to be present during the police raid, so he informed his boss Louis Minster of the need for a social worker. So if Louis was booked in to let his hair and trousers down at the Elm on that day, presumably he would be able to change his arrangements. The only surprise is that Louis didn’t double up as the social worker on duty himself.

Louis Minster was the boss of John Stingemore, the manager of Grafton Close children’s home in Richmond. In 2015 Stingemore was found dead shortly before he was due to stand trial, along with a priest, for a number of sex offences against boys as young as nine. It is alleged that boys from Grafton Close, as well as other Richmond homes, were taken to Elm Guest House to be used for sex.

The activities at Elm Guest House were the focus of Operation Fernbridge, 2013-15.

After the 1982 police raid on Elm Guest House, Carole Kasir, who ran it, was convicted of keeping a disorderly house. Police claimed that they did not find evidence of child abuse – so the warning to Louis Minster that a raid would be happening had been effective then. Carole Kasir advertised Elm Guest House as a gay rendezvous in ‘Gay News’ and elsewhere. In 1990 Carole Kasir was found dead, allegedly having committed suicide by an insulin overdose. Her friends dispute this and believe that she was murdered.

Louis retired to Malta. He lectured in social work at the University of Malta,  1988-97, then on an occasional basis until 2002. Minster also trained assistants to work on cases involving drug abuse. In Malta Louis also developed an interest in gerontology. The UN had established an Institute of Ageing on Malta and in 1989 Louis attended the Expert Group meeting as a representative of the University of Malta.

Malta would seem to be a bit of a magnet for child abusers – one of those recently arrested as a result of Operation Pallial who had abused children in north Wales was discovered living in Malta. The only thing that springs to mind re Malta for me is that Lady Juliet Bingley, who was Chair of MIND, 1979-83, whilst MIND colluded with Dafydd and the paedophiles in north Wales – Lady Juliet’s son William later became legal director of MIND and he then continued her sterling work in concealing Dafydd’s criminality – spent a few years living in Malta from 1959 as a result of her husband Admiral Sir Alec Bingley being Commander-in-Chief of the Mediterranean Royal Navy. Whilst she was in Malta, Lady Juliet busied herself by setting up health and social care establishments and becoming a personal friend of the former PM of Malta, Dom Mintoff. Mintoff resigned as PM which resulted in Malta being governed directly from London. Juliet Bingley served as a ‘messenger’ between Mintoff and the Governor throughout the 70s and 80s.

 

There are a few familiar  names associated with Richmond-Upon Thomas – for a start Dr Alice Levinson who worked at St George’s/Springfield whilst they concealed the criminal activities of Dafydd and the paedophiles lives there and bases her private psychotherapy practice in Richmond. Levinson is too young to have been protecting paedophile gangs whilst Louis Minster reigned supreme at Richmond, but interestingly enough a Keith Vaz was the solicitor to Richmond Council in 1982. Keith also later popped up as a solicitor for Islington Council and at a law centre funded by Leicester City Council, whilst Islington and Leicester had problems with organised child abuse (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part I’).

The Chairman of the Social Services Committee in Richmond Council whilst Louis was busy was Dr Jenny Tonge – she is now Baroness Jenny Tonge. Jenny was a Richmond Councillor between 1981-90.

Jenny was born in Staffordshire and her parents were teachers. She went to Dudley High School, 1951-59 and then trained as a Top Doctor at UCL, graduating in 1964. Jenny joined the Liberal Party whilst she was at UCL. Jemmy has membership of the Faculty of Family Planning and Reproductive Health Care of the Royal College of Obstetricians and Gynaecologists. Between 1968-78 Jenny worked as a GP and in family planning and was senior medical officer for the Women’s Services, Ealing, 1992-96.

One thing that Top Doctors who work in what is euphemistically called ‘family planning’ do get to hear about is women and girls being coerced into sex or sexually exploited – because they’re giving out the contraceptives or dealing with the resulting pregnancies and/or STDs.

In the 1992 General Election Jenny stood as the candidate for the Lib Dems for Richmond and Barnes. It was considered the Party’s most winnable seat but Tonge was not elected. I have found a reference to a ‘blaze of publicity’ which surrounded Jenny in 1992 but I haven’t discovered what the blaze was actually about.

The person who did win the seat of Richmond and Barnes in 1992 was the Conservative candidate Jeremy Hanley – Hanley was the sitting MP, having been first elected in 1983.  Jeremy Hanley was Conservative Party Chairman, 1994-95) and openly made jokes to his Parliamentary colleagues about Peter Morrison’s homosexuality.

Keith Vaz had stood as the Labour candidate in Richmond and Barnes in 1983 – he later found a home for his talents in Leicester East in 1987, in a constituency just down the road from that of Greville Janner.

Jenny Tonge made it into Parliament in 1997 when she won the newly created constituency of Richmond Park. She was the Lib Dem Commons spokesperson for children, 2003-04. In Jan 2004 Lib Dem leader Charles Kennedy sacked Jenny from the post – not because she had spent many years sitting on a Council and then was Chairman of the Social Services Committee whilst a paedophile ring raged within that Council’s Social Services, but because she made some inopportune comments about suicide bombers in Palestine.

Nonetheless Jenny was given a peerage in 2005.

In Jan 2009 Baroness Jenny was appointed the Lib Dem spokesperson for health. Cleggy sacked her in Feb 2010 over bizarre allegations that in the wake of the 2010 earthquake in Haiti, an Israel Defence Emergency Aid hospital in Haiti was secretly harvesting organs. There were more fireworks in 2012 after Tonge made further remarks that were deemed anti-semitic and offensive. She ended up parting company with the rest of her party and sitting as an Independent Lib Dem. After Corbyn was elected as Labour Leader, Tonge stated that she was thinking of joining the Labour Party. The Deputy leader of the Labour Party Tom Watson said that Jenny would be most welcome, although it seems that she wasn’t tempted. Jenny resigned from the Lib Dems in Oct 2016.

Jenny was married to another Top Doctor, the late Dr Keith Tonge, whom she met in 1959 when they were students at UCL. Keith Tonge was a neuroradiologist at St Thomas’s Hospital – the hospital that tends to accept the most privileged people as medical students. St Thomas’s is located very close to Parliament. Top Doctors at Tommy’s tend to know a great deal of sensitive information about people who work in Westminster. A stranger who follows this blog told me that sexual relationships between the staff of St Thomas’s and our esteemed representatives and their minions in Westminster are common. Whether they ever attended parties at Elm Guest House together I do not know – but Jenny and Keith would.

 

The MPs of other constituencies within spiting distance of Richmond-Upon-Thames are worth considering as well. Just down the road was the constituency of Kingston-Upon-Thames. The MP for Kingston-Upon-Thames, 1979-95, was Norman Lamont. Norman Lamont’s highest profile job in Gov’t was as Chancellor of the Exchequer, 1990-93 in John Major’s Gov’t. Norman was famously on duty on Black Wednesday – his political advisor who had helped cause the crisis was a man called David Cameron (see post ‘Running The Country – And All That Jazz’). Lamont was a member of the Cambridge Mafia, a group of people who knew each other from their time as members of the Cambridge University Conservative Association, who all played key roles in Thatcher’s and Major’s administrations. Other members of the Mafia include Ken Clarke, Michael Howard, John Selwyn Gummer and Leon Brittan. These people served in Gov’t with, and knew that, Sir Peter Morrison, Thatcher’s aide and Tory MP for Chester, was molesting children. Norman Lamont was Minister for Trade and Industry, 1983-85 – he was succeeded by Sir Peter Morrison. Lamont’s father was a Top Doctor – a surgeon – who practiced in Shetland. A very influential Top Doctor had connections to Kingston-Upon-Thames – Professor Hugh Bentall. Hugh Bentall’s family own the upmarket department store in Kingston-Upon-Thames, Bentalls. Hugh Bentall was a cardiac surgeon at Hammersmith Hospital – other staff there grumbled about the enormous influence that he wielded within Hammersmith Hospital/Royal Postgraduate Medical School. When I was there in 1986/87 we were given lectures in anatomy by a woman who aroused the ire of nearly all other staff. It transpired that the root of the discord was the feeling that she had secured her job unfairly. She had been a secretary who became Bentall’s mistress. He arranged for her to do a degree in anatomy, then a PhD and then a lecturing job for her materialised…

Hugh Bentall’s son Richard knows all about Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends. Richard Bentall is a clinical psychologist who trained at Bangor and who worked at Bangor University’s School of Psychology for years. Richard Bentall knows how dreadful the mental health service is in north Wales and he knows how questionable much of the mental health research that has been conducted there is.

In 1991 it was discovered that a sex therapist called Lindi St Clair who also used the name Miss Whiplash was selling her services from a flat owned by Norman Lamont. He knew nuzzing. Norman Lamont was given a peerage in 1998. In the same year, when Spain indicated that they wanted to put Augusto Pinochet on trial for torturing and killing all those people in Chile when and after he seized power in a coup, killing Chile’s democratically elected leader along the way, Norman Lamont agreed with Thatcher that Pinochet was one of the good guys and described him as ‘a good and brave and honourable soldier’.

Surbiton is another constituency close to Richmond. The MP for Surbiton, 1983-97, was Conservative Richard Tracey. Tracey is a law graduate of Birmingham University. He was a leader writer for the Daily Express, 1964-66. Then between 1966-78 Tracey was a presenter and reporter for the BBC, working on TV and radio current affairs programmes. He then worked as public affairs consultant, 1978-83. Tracey is a JP and was a member of the Metropolitan Police Authority, 2008-10. He is now the London Assembly Member for Merton and Wandsworth. Remember where the social work team who served St George’s was based – and the job of one of the alleged visitors to Elm Guest House?

Richard Tracey was preceded as MP for Surbiton by Conservative Sir Nigel Fisher, who held the seat between 1955-83. Prior to that Fisher had been MP for Hitchin, 1950-55. Fisher had been PPS to Gwilym Lloyd George, one of the Lloyd George dynasty from Gwynedd, members of whose extended family challenged Edwina Hart’s attempts to confront the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales (see posts ‘A Vampire At Glyndwr University!’ and ’95 Glorious Years!’ ). Sir Nigel Fisher was the father of Mark Fisher, who so admired Levy and Babs’s Report into the Pindown Scandal.

 

I obtained much of my information about Babs for this post from her obituary that ‘The Guardian’ published in 2000. The obituary of this deeply compromised woman who was well-networked with paedophiles equated to a hagiography. It was written by a Terry Philpot. In much the same way that Tam Dalyell churned out kind words in the event of the most unscrupulous, sleazy politicians dying, Terry Philpot busied himself stressing how recently deceased people who managed social service departments shot through with serious abuse of children were selflessly dedicated to the welfare of those in their care. Babs was of course ‘always on the side of the children’.

Who is Terry? Terry is a PR man for social workers, including it would seem those who were also child abusers. Terry  has written for ‘The Guardian’, ‘The Independent’, ‘The Tablet’ and ‘New Society’. Terry was Editor of ‘Community Care’, the in-house magazine for social workers which is so far removed from reality that it can fairly be described as delusional. John Allen used to advertise for staff for the Bryn Alyn Community in ‘New Society’.

Terry Philpot also wrote the obituary of Brian Roycroft, which appeared in ‘The Guardian’ in 2002. Brian Roycroft was ‘one of the most charismatic and influential social services directors’ – Roycroft was Director of Newcastle-Upon-Tyne City Council Social Services, 1971-93. Before Roycroft was Director, he had been children’s officer, Director of Education and Chief Executive of Newcastle-Upon-Tyne City Council for short periods of time. He had worked for the City Council since 1967 and for the three years before that Roycroft had worked in Gateshead as a children’s officer. So Roycroft will have known – if not known personally, then certainly known about – Matt Arnold and Peter Howarth whilst they were working at Axwell Park School in Gateshead and Howarth was abusing children there.

The City of Newcastle sent children on placement to the Bryn Alyn Community and continued to do so even after Newcastle police were told of allegations that children from Newcastle had been abused at Bryn Alyn. When questioned about this after the shit hit the fan over the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal, Roycroft stated that thousands of children had passed through the system and he really couldn’t remember a thing about matters Bryn Alyn. Which is odd because former residents of Bryn Alyn who were sent there by Newcastle City Council remembered Brian Roycroft turning up at Bryn Alyn to open an extension. They thought that Roycroft’s memory problems were farcical because whilst at Bryn Alyn he came face to face with the dreadful conditions – but continued to send kids there.

One boy from Newcastle who was sent to Bryn Alyn maintained that he was threatened at gun point by a staff member demanding sex. Now you won’t read about that in ‘Community Care’ – or indeed in the Waterhouse Report.

The man who sent kids from Newcastle into the arms of John Allen’s organised crime network in north Wales was a very big name in social work. He was President of the Association of Directors of Social Services and Thatcher appointed him as a European Social Commissioner.

Roycroft’s most famous client was Mary Bell, the 10 year old who killed two small boys in 1968 – Mary was from Newcastle. Gitta Sereney wrote an acclaimed book about Mary Bell, ‘Cries Unheard’. The book contains extracts of interviews that Mary gave as an adult about her time in care. Mary maintains that on one occasion she was taken on a day trip by her social worker and plied with alcohol. Sereney makes a point of saying that the social worker had emphasised that this had never -indeed could not have – happened. Sereney makes comments about how children’s memories play tricks on them. Whereas the memories of Directors of Social Services don’t function at all when they are asked why they’ve been handing kids over to a branch of an international paedophile ring.

In his obituary of Roycroft, Philpot observes that Roycroft was born into his job – literally. His mother and father were houseparents at the NCH home in Frodsham, Cheshire. Brian Roycroft trained as a social worker at Birmingham and Leeds Universities. In 1957 he became a child care officer in Hertfordshire, in 1961 he was appointed assistant area officer for London County Council’s children’s dept and then in 1964 he went to the north east to join the paedophiles up there. A lifetime of networking and continuous professional development!

Roycroft continued with his giving after retirement. He Chaired a local Housing Association that he founded and was also Chair of the Alzheimers Disease Society. It continued after his death – Roycroft left dosh in his will which was used to establish the Brian Roycroft Fund. Mike Worthington, Chair of the Fund, described Brian as ‘an inspirational leader’. Not ‘a friend and business associate of one of the country’s most dangerous paedophiles’.

Whilst Roycroft was Director of Newcastle Social Services, the Sunday Times magazine reported that other Directors of Social Services voted Roycroft ‘the Director’s Director’.

I have described many of the links between the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales and the north east in previous posts eg. ‘The Newcastle-Upon-Tyne Connection’. I previously mentioned abuse at an institution in Durham, the Aycliffe Centre (it seems to have undergone several name changes during its long and unhappy history). So whilst researching for this post I was fascinated to discover that Derek Brushett, a Children’s Inspector for the Welsh Office, had worked at a former approved school, Aycliffe Secure Remand Centre/Community Home. Brushett had been the Deputy Headmaster at the educational part of the establishment, 1967-74. Could a network facilitating these sorts of connections explain why Matt Arnold at Bryn Estyn earned more than his manager in Clwyd County Council and was known to have a hotline to the Inspection Dept at the Welsh Office and would only take his instructions from them?

 

So in the face of all this, Babs Kahan only ever had the interests of the children at heart. She somehow missed the presence of a pan-European paedophile ring – which was well on the way to developing into an international ring – under her nose. One which blossomed during the years that she occupied some of the most senior positions in children’s social work in the UK. Politicians and diplomats named in the House as child abusers by Geoffrey Dickens and crucial information re the abuse of children by politicians and others lost by Leon Brittan whilst he was Home Secretary (see post ‘A UK Network’), the conviction of Oliver Brooke Professor of Paediatrics at St George’s for the possession of child porn (much of it from Europe), the presence of a brothel catering to interesting sexual tastes just down the road from St George’s which included Top Doctors, judges, politicians, clergymen, lawyers and peers among its clients (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’) and scandals in children’s social work blowing up all over the UK repeatedly involving people popping abroad to work or go on holiday or indeed owning properties abroad. Oh – and nearly everyone who blabbed subsequently being found dead. Babs and her colleagues didn’t notice a thing.

International child sex trade facilitated by professional people including politicians, some of whom were paedophiles themselves? What absolute nonsense. As for those sick evil fantasists claiming to have been sexually abused by eminent people – well they should be prosecuted. Broadmoor’s the place for people like them. As Jimmy Savile knew…

All together now – ‘We didn’t know…’

 

There will be another post regarding events in the north east of England coming soon, looking specifically at the Cleveland Child Abuse Scandal and those professionals involved.

 

 

 

The Crème de la Crème

It is clear that from the very inception of the NHS bad attitudes towards, as well as the neglect and even abuse of, certain groups of people were tolerated within the service, even by those who have been written into history as moving mountains in their efforts to establish the NHS as a result of their desire to see the poor and disadvantaged receive heath care. The politician who achieved hero status as a result of his work regarding the creation of the NHS was of course Nye Bevan, but there is someone else whose name is not well known outside medical and history circles whose reputation stands upon the towering achievement that is the NHS. That man is Sir George Godber.

Sir George Godber was a Top Doctor and civil servant who worked with both William Beveridge and Nye Bevan to establish the NHS and then was Chief Medical Officer, 1960-73. When Godber died in 2009 ‘The Guardians’ obituary described him as a ‘medical lay saint’. No-one seemed to have a bad word to say about Godber, absolutely no-one.

George Godber was born in 1908, went to Bedford Modern School and then read medicine at that educator of so many of the paedophiles’ friends, New College, Oxford (see post ‘A Study In Tyranny’). Godber trained at the London Hospital and London School of Hygiene, qualifying in 1933. We are told that it was Godber’s experience of working on a casualty ward in a municipal hospital in the London Docklands after qualifying where he encountered seriously ill people who were too poor to afford a doctor but too proud to ask for charity that convinced him that a state-funded health service was necessary.

Godber entered public health medicine as a route into the Ministry of Health. He worked as a county medical officer in Surrey and then joined the Ministry of Health as a medical officer in 1939. He was involved in providing health care services during WWII and organised maternity services in the suburbs for evacuees from inner cities. In 1942 with the publication of the Beveridge Report, Godber was part of the team which prepared the ‘Domesday Book’ survey of British hospitals, personally visiting 300 establishments in Yorkshire and the north midlands.

In 1950 George Godber became Deputy Chief Medical Officer at the Ministry of Health and in 1960 he was appointed Chief Medical Officer at the succeeding dept, the DHSS. He remained as CMO until his retirement in 1973. Godber led a very active retirement – he lived to the age of 100, was driving until he was 97 and didn’t experience serious health problems even in old age. He was Chair of the Health Education Council, 1977-78 and seems to have socialised, given interviews, reflected on the past of the NHS and taken a keen interest in developments and plans. It is highly likely that Godber would have been called on informally for help and advice long after his retirement.

So that’s the bare bones of Godber’s career.

Godber was at the helm whilst Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and Dr T. Gwynne Williams at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh illegally imprisoned, lobotomised, shocked and drugged the victims of the paedophile gang as well as people who were gay along with unmarried pregnant women – and in at least one case that I know of, a pregnant woman who was married but who had left her husband against her mother’s wishes. Godber was in post when people in the ‘care’ of Dafydd and Gwynne died under questionable circumstances which went uninvestigated, when they ‘disappeared’ ‘within the system’ after what was supposed to be a brief stay in hospital, when they remained in the hospital for decades for no explicable reason and when they were transferred to high security hospitals and prisons on the ‘evidence’ of people who had demonstrably lied in other cases. Godber was CMO during all those years when the physical and sexual abuse of patients at Denbigh was openly discussed. He was CMO in the 1960s when Dafydd was named in ‘The Times’ after he discharged many seriously ill patients into ‘community care’, only for them to be later discovered in unsuitable accommodation along the north Wales coast, uncared for and in some cases starving and covered in lice. At this time Dafydd was a leading light in MIND, promoting community care.

Godber was also CMO when the Top Doctors of north Wales flatly refused to provide abortion services after the 1967 Abortion Act, thus leading to the St David’s laundry of Bangor (see post ‘Every Sperm In Sacred – Particularly In Scotland’).

Godber’s responsibilities weren’t just to the DHSS. His role as CMO also spanned the Home Office and the Dept of Education and Science and thus included responsibility for approved schools, remand centres, high security hospitals, prisons and other educational institutions. Such establishments were also under the control of Dafydd, Gwynne, the paedophiles and their friends eg. Axwell Park Approved School Gateshead, Bryn Estyn, Risley Remand Centre, Broadmoor, Park Lane/Moss Side/Ashworth.

Did George Godber perhaps not know what was going on? Well it would have been difficult for him to have missed the article about Denbigh in ‘The Times’ – it caused a very great hoo ha, it was considered a major scandal, particularly when it was revealed that no-one, not even the patients themselves, knew that they were going to be transferred ‘into the community’. The story is that one day a number of coaches turned up at the hospital, the patients were loaded up and off they went. The patients who were transported and left to die seem to have been very vulnerable, frail, chronically ill patients. No doubt Dafydd and Gwynne kept the young attractive ones banged up to continue to provide sexual services to the staff and they won’t have dared let out any of the victims of the paedophile gang.

There’s another reason why Godber would have known just how bad Denbigh was. Because in the early 1960s the Health Minister Enoch Powell visited the North Wales Hospital himself. Dafydd and Gwynne’s work was proudly on display and Powell was so appalled at what he saw that he told the reception committee that he would not allow them to do this to people. When he returned to London Powell immediately proposed the closure of all the long stay psychiatric hospitals and made his famous ‘Water Towers’ speech.

When I found out about all this I was certainly intrigued. Not only because dear old Gwynne and Dafydd had impressed Enoch Powell so deeply with their expertise, but by the fact that they had actually invited him in the first place – well they were both crackers, I can only presume that they had spent so many years telling their lies about the wonderful facilities and care on offer at Denbigh that the mad old buggers had come to believe it themselves – and because Denbigh DIDN’T close. Not until 1995. Enoch Powell, a robust man with a big cult following, had been horrified, had determined to put a stop to Dafydd and Gwynne’s activities, had made a speech and ordered a policy change, but bugger all happened. Furthermore, Powell’s interest in the matter stopped. Completely. I contacted the archive at Cambridge University which holds Powell’s papers because I wanted to go through them and read everything relating to Denbigh, but guess what? There are NO references to Denbigh in the Powell papers.

Powell is someone who tore the Tory Party apart over the issue of race, he inspired dockers to march in protest over immigration and when he really wanted to kick the Tories in the knackers he defected to the Ulster Unionist Party. He also regularly confronted Tory grandees like Heseltine on the TV and told them that their policy with regard to the nuclear deterrent was ‘stupid’. Powell was very effective indeed at causing the maximum trouble on issues over which he felt strongly. Yet something had silenced him after he announced his intention to put a stop to Dafydd and Gwynne’s reign of terror – and references to his desire to do this have not been recorded.

Powell never spoke about Denbigh again but he did talk about his time as Health Minister, between 1960-63. He observed that ‘The unnerving discovery every Minister of Health makes at or near the outset of his term of office is that the only subject he is ever destined to discuss with the medical profession is money’. So he wasn’t destined to discuss the abuses of two maniacs in north Wales who were facilitating a paedophile ring.

‘The Daily Telegraph’ obituary of Godber mentioned that Enoch Powell had described Godber as his ‘bodyguard and lightening conductor’.

The Torygraph also explains that Godber ‘helped found and plan the NHS’, had ‘played a leading role in shaping it over its first 35 years’ and that between 1960-73 Godber ‘wielded immense influence as CMO in the Department of Health and Social Security’.

Could Dafydd and Gwynne’s continued survival and gross abuses after the visit from Mr Powell possibly have been down to Sir George Godber?

So what else did Godber’s obituaries say about him? Well they retold the entertaining Top Doctoresque anecdotes that were Godber’s favourites. Godber enjoyed telling people that minutes after the NHS was established in 1948, he was on duty at the Ministry when he received an SOS from a GP who was requesting leeches. Godber thought that this was a hoax, but it transpired not to be – it really was a GP after leeches, to treat an eye injury sustained by the US ambassador. The leech has made an experimental comeback recently under certain circumstances. However leeches had rather gone out of fashion in 1948 and Godber knew that. Nevertheless, the T. Gwynne Williams of general practice had obviously been summoned in an emergency and had called for leeches – which Godber had supplied. We are also told that later in life Godber used to reminisce about newspaper coverage concerning the waste of NHS resources, such as stories that people were asking for cotton wool on prescription and then using it to stuff their cushions or asking for ambulances to take them shopping. Godber’s favourite story was that of the bald prisoner who had persuaded a psychiatrist that he needed a wig – only to escape using his new disguise.

Godber did not reveal that in north Wales there was a crumbling huge asylum costing a fortune to run and employing hundreds of staff which was used as the personal prison of two men who were facilitating a paedophile ring. Neither did he mention the ambulances which were summoned in the dead of night to deliver people who had been arrested unlawfully to the asylum under cover of darkness. Nor did he mention the legal expense incurred as patients who dared complain were dragged through the courts repeatedly on trumped up charges. Godber knew of much more serious abuses of NHS resources than people making cushions, going shopping or indeed escaping prisoners – if indeed any of those things ever did happen.

There is firm evidence that Godber knew that all was not well in the NHS. He implemented the proposal for the confidential inquiry into maternal deaths in 1952. OK – so mothers were dying at a rate that alarmed even this complacent old fart, so he set up a CONFIDENTIAL inquiry. That is, one that the mothers who might be at risk of dying knew nothing about. This inquiry was then used as a model for later confidential inquiries into deaths associated with analgesia and surgical operations. So the Top Doctors were killing people under anaesthetic on the operating table as well but that was kept quiet too. Could there possibly have been a confidential inquiry into Dafydd and Gwynne that no-one knew anything about on Godber’s watch? It wouldn’t surprise me – a MIND worker who didn’t realise that he was talking to a service user with a brain fessed up to me in 1987 that there had been a big investigation into the mental health services in north Wales, that ‘one man had everything sewn up for himself’ and that ‘it was something to do with Freemasonry’. Yes, that was Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends that the man from MIND was talking about. It was something to do with organised crime involving some of Thatcher’s friends as well.

One of Godber’s obituaries tells us that ‘one of [his] strongest publicity campaigns was against promiscuity, venereal disease and unwanted pregnancy’ but that after his retirement Godber admitted ‘limited success’ in this area, because no-one had a clear idea how to teach young people about sex. No-one rescued them from the clutches of a paedophile gang either and they put a stop to Enoch Powell when he wanted to shut down the prison that the paedophiles were using to incarcerate their victims.

Sir Douglas Black claimed that Godber ‘saw and pursued his duty in promoting the rights of others’. Unless they’d been illegally incarcerated by a paedophile gang obviously. Sir Douglas Black played a key role in the development of the NHS himself. In 1974 he became the first Chief Scientist at the DHSS. He was President of the Royal College of Physicians, 1977-83 and President of the BMA. He was commissioned by Jim Callaghan’s Gov’t to lead an investigation into inequalities – the resulting publication, the Black Report, made Thatch very angry.

Fifty years after the creation of the NHS Godber was quoted as saying that ‘we need to provide the most we can for the most people, not everything for the privileged few’. Presumably this only applies once an exception has been made for the salaries of the Top Doctors and the writing off of huge swathes of people who aren’t considered worthy of their very precious time.

On the 60th anniversary of the NHS – 2008 – the BMJ reported that Godber was too frail to attend the anniversary service at Westminster Abbey. I remember the 60th anniversary of the NHS very well. I was still living in north Wales then and the threats and harassment towards me on the part of the paedophiles’ friends had become very public and well-known locally. I phoned the A&E Dept at Ysbyty Gwynedd for advice and help on that evening. I didn’t dare actually go to hospital in person because the last time that I had done that I had been threatened by two male nurses, refused treatment, accused of abusing the staff and the police were called to throw me out. CCTV had recorded the whole scene so my lawyer subsequently requested release of the footage. The Chief Exec of the North West Wales NHS Trust, Martin Jones, admitted destroying the footage – AFTER the Trust had received my complaint. So on the 60th anniversary I rang in order to avoid further attempts to arrest me. Stephen Gallagher, the senior nurse who had previously refused to treat me and made fallacious allegations about me to the police, slammed the phone down on me. I rang back and he slammed it down again. A friend of mine and her husband rang Gallagher and expressed concern about his conduct. They were insulted by him. My friend then told Gallagher that she worked in the hospital herself and she would be making a complaint about him – he responded by making threats to her career. She told him that she had lost her daughter to suicide which is why she took such a dim view of someone with a mood disorder being denied treatment. Gallagher told her to stop being ‘manipulative’. When my friend went into work the next day she was met by a posse of managers who interrogated her and told her that I was ‘using’ her to ‘get at’ the hospital managers. There was a flat denial from Martin Jones to my lawyer that I had ever been refused treatment. It transpired that Gallagher had previously been the subject of a complaint by a doctor and a note had been put on his staff file stating that his competence and integrity could not be relied upon. Another senior nurse involved in the first incident in which I was denied treatment was some years later arrested and charged after another member of staff witnessed him throw a patient in her 80s against a drinks machine and injure her. Then Gallagher found himself under the spotlight yet again after he was the last person to see a patient who was turned away from the A&E Dept without treatment and found dead in the cathedral gardens in Bangor hours later. See post ‘Two Dangerous Very Dishonest Nurses’ for the full details of these incidents.

Martin Jones is now Director of the Workforce at the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board.

BBC News Wales Online reported the other day that Gruff Rhys, the frontman of the rock group the Super Furry Animals, is planning to take part in a concert to celebrate the 70th anniversary of the NHS. Gruff Rhys is the son of Ioan Bowen Rees, who was Chief Executive of Gwynedd County Council whilst it’s Social Services Dept hosted a paedophile ring, perjured themselves in order to frame complainants and ran the toxic Arfon Community Mental Health Team who neglected psychiatric patients so badly that some of them were living rough in the local villages and towns (see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’) and were even found dead.

 

George Godber had a fellow civil service mandarin to assist him, Sir Bruce Fraser, who was appointed Permanent Secretary in the DHSS in 1960, when Powell became Health Minister and when Godber was appointed CMO. Fraser had been moved over from the Treasury and Godber’s obituary describes Fraser as therefore ‘not scarred by the experience of setting up the NHS’. Which says a lot about the pitched battle that was fought between the Top Doctors – in the form of the BMA – and the Labour Gov’t when the NHS was established. The BMA did not want the NHS at all and fought tooth and nail to stop it. Hence Nye Bevan’s now notorious method of persuading the Top Doctors to agree to accept the NHS – he would ‘stuff their mouths with gold’. The interests of the patients have never been foregrounded by the NHS – although I accept that there were many genuine people who did campaign for it – and an enormous degree of secrecy pervades every part of the NHS, particularly with regard to patient harm.

Bruce Fraser was born in 1910 and like Godber went to school in Bedford, but to a different school – Bedford School – and then studied at Trinity College, Cambridge. In 1933 he was appointed to the Scottish Office and then to the Treasury in 1936. He was briefly the Minister for Aviation in 1960 and then became the Permanent Secretary at the DHSS. Between 1964-65 Fraser worked in the Dept of Education and Science and then in the Ministry of Land and Resources, 1965-66. He was Comptroller and Auditor General, ie. the head of the Exchequer and Audit Dept (now the National Audit Office), 1966-71.

Sir Bruce Fraser co-authored a classic text for civil servants, ‘The Complete Plain Words’ with Sir Ernest Gower. This was a guide as to how to teach officials and others to write clearly and it was published by HMSO. HMSO did of course produce the guidelines for Gov’t Depts such as the DHSS. When I first began experiencing problems with the mental health services in north Wales I requested a copy of my medical records – by then I had been lied to, lied about, repeatedly threatened and my records had also been crudely doctored (so to speak) after I had complained about Gwynne the lobotomist. I was told that it was illegal for me to access my records – I knew that this was nonsense, so in the end I called at the office of the pen pusher who was at the time Mr Big Pen Pusher in Gwynedd Health Authority, Bernard Rhodes. I had acquired a publication from HMSO in which the guidelines re patient access to medical records was set out. Bernard started lying to me again – he had already done so by letter – so I quoted out of the HMSO publication. Bernard yelled at me that perhaps I’d like to have a conversation with HMSO then – HMSO wrote the publication from which I was quoting for Bernard’s guidance, so there’d be no point in me conversing with HMSO, it wasn’t them that were lying to me. I yelled at Bernard that the NHS was there for the sake of the patients not the doctors. At this point Bernard lost it completely, yelled ‘NO NO NO’ and threw me out of his office (see post ‘Former NHS Managers Of Notoriety Now Keeping A Low(er) Profile’). I now have a copy of a letter that Bernard wrote and cc’d to a number of people after that meeting which stated that ‘the less said to this young lady the better’. Presumably because I had caught them lying and breaking the law. I didn’t realise at the time that the mental health services were facilitating a paedophile ring, participating in serious criminal activities and had been doing so for decades. But Sir Bruce Fraser the man who wrote the guide for officials published by HMSO knew that they were, as did many other people. No-one took any action to stop them.

 

Earlier today I watched a 1968 episode of ‘Tomorrow’s World’ which featured a few Top Doctors from Godber’s time as CMO – he will have personally known some of them. BBC News Online made the clip available on their website because it has just been the anniversary of Christiaan Barnard performing the first human to human heart transplant – Barnard faced a great deal of opposition from the Top Doctors at the time and ‘Tomorrow’s World’ screened a question and answer session between Barnard and other Top Doctors following the transplant.

In 1968 Dafydd and Gwynne were in their heyday and many, many people in the UK medical establishment and in Gov’t knew just how serious their wrongdoing was. As with authorities who are now being faced with evidence of organised child abuse which they ignored, when the Top Doctors are faced with their wrongdoing of yesteryear, the excuse of ‘ooh society saw things differently then’ tends to be trotted out. No – child molesting has never been acceptable which was why so many people worked so hard to conceal it and even went as far as killing the witnesses. ‘It was different in the 70s’ – well yes the clothes people wore were of a different style and attitudes to things like mixed race marriages and gay relationships were different, but I was alive and kicking in the 70s and at no time do I remember molesting children being considered an OK way to spend one’s time. Likewise no Top Doctor would have publicly endorsed facilitating a paedophile ring, trafficking psychiatric patients into prostitution and illegally imprisoning young women because they have complained about one’s mate’s highly improper behaviour towards them. Would they Dafydd? Or come to think of it neither they would they have endorsed perjury, hounding complainants AND their friends out of jobs, threatening them and then trying to bribe them when the threats didn’t work.

The Top Doctors knew exactly how they should have been conducting business and this is exemplified on the ‘Tomorrow’s World’ clip. Christiaan Barnard is accused of breaching confidentiality, of putting patients at risk, of seeking publicity and thus cheapening medicine and of misrepresenting the success of his surgery. The level of debate was excellent – the Top Doctors certainly knew what they should have been doing and because they were being filmed they did indeed do it, whilst they paid attention and sat up straight in their suits with their ties done up, with freshly applied Brylcreem and a centre parting and horn-rimmed specs. Christiaan Barnard was not even running a paedophile gang, but the Top Docs gave him a real grilling.

However the Top Docs gave the game away. They were happy to converse and debate with each other even when they strongly disagreed, but unfortunately someone had let in someone else who was Not A Top Doctor  – one Malcolm Muggeridge. Muggeridge actually raised many very similar points to the Top Doctors but they weren’t going to take that from a bloody journalist. They were consistently rude to him using every technique in their repertoire to undermine him. Muggeridge insisted on completely disgracing himself and the Top Doctors did what they did to me on every occasion when I faced them with evidence of their criminal activities – they all joined forces and refused to answer Muggeridge’s question and they ordered Barnard to ‘ignore that question’ as well. So what had Muggeridge said which outraged the Top Doctors so much? He had asked whether Christiaan Barnard had carried out this very controversial surgery in cape Town in South Africa using a ‘coloured person’ as a donor because of the apartheid regime placing less value on the lives of certain citizens. Christ those Top Doctors did not like that. It was as if Muggeridge had accused them of running a paedophile ring. As I watched the Top Doctors sharply draw in their breath and harrumph away in disgust at Muggeridge daring to suggest such a thing, I remembered how many medical techniques had indeed been pioneered on black people – or on psychiatric patients of course – until everyone was convinced that the technique or treatment was safe. In 1968 black people in South Africa routinely experienced far poorer standards of healthcare than white people. Black and white people did not usually use the same hospitals or even share the same doctors. Furthermore the South African police had a habit of violently assaulting and even killing black people and the Top Doctors were not overly concerned about this. We doctors???? Discriminate against black people???? In apartheid South Africa??? How very dare you. Don’t answer that man.

We doctors??? Lie on your medical records??? Then alter them??? Then threaten you and ensure that you were sacked??? Then illegally imprison you and perjure ourselves in Court?? Then ensure that your friends who know what we did were sacked as well??? Dr Dafydd Alun Jones is having sex with patients??? You’re mad – how very dare you. No we will not communicate with you under any circumstances particularly now that you’re in possession of documents written by us in which we admit that we did everything of which you accused us and a great deal more besides.

The Top Docs don’t like admitting this but in the NHS black patients are far more likely to be sectioned, detained in locked wards and forcibly ‘medicated’. They are also more likely to be killed by staff ‘restraining’ them or to be tasered by the police to ‘calm them down’. This has been the case for many, many years although the Top Docs are of course committed to fighting discrimination and stigma. Not that they’ve ever discriminated against or stigmatised anyone in the first place.

Let’s have a look at some of those who featured on the ‘Tomorrow’s World’ programme who stopped speaking to Muggeridge – simply because he suggested a very real possibility – who were leading figures in medicine whilst Dafydd and Gwynne were being allowed to do whatever they felt like by George Godber.

Lord Robert Platt: Platt was a kidney specialist but is actually most well-known for his debate with George Pickering in the 1940s-50s regarding hypertension. Although Lord Platt was a central figure in the UK medical establishment, he wasn’t your typical Top Doctor and was considered frighteningly liberal. He was born in 1900 in Marylebone and his parents established and ran a co-educational boarding school in Derbyshire – his mother was one of the first women to become one of HM Inspectors of Schools. His uncle was a close friend of Keir Hardie and his cousin had been involved in the Spanish Civil War.

Platt studied medicine at Sheffield University and qualified in 1921. He worked as a physician at the Royal Infirmary Sheffield in the 1930s and built up an extensive private practice at the same time. The Royal College of Physicians ‘Lives of the Fellows’ site explains that Platt became a ‘socialist’ during his war service. He resigned from the BMA in 1947 and never rejoined. Platt was an enthusiastic supporter of the NHS. He was awarded the Chair of Medicine at Manchester University in 1946 and for much of his career he was head of Central Manchester Health Authority. Platt was a member of the Royal Commission on Medical Education and a member of the first working party set up to review the medical staffing of hospitals. He Chaired the Merit Awards Committee and at various times was President of the FPA (Family Planning Association), ASH and the National Society for the Abolition of Cruel Sports. Platt was supportive of women in medicine.

Lord Platt was also President of the Eugenics Society. In the early part of the 20th century eugenics had not yet become toxic and many people considered quite respectable supported eugenics, but as the years passed, eugenics became associated with some rather worrying people (see post ‘The Case Of The King’s Sperm’). I note that Lord Platt was still involved with the Eugenics Society in the mid-60s.

Platt was President of the Royal College of Physicians, 1957-62. The Royal College are most grateful to Lord Platt because he oversaw the relocation of the College into their present Regent’s Park building, in much the same way that the Royal College of Psychiatrists have been forever grateful to the man who bagged them their palatial residence.

Lord Platt sat as a crossbencher after he was given a peerage. It is noted that he spoke on pornography and euthanasia, but the Royal College of Physicians remarks that latterly he supported ‘less progressive concerns’ such as the preservation of the Elizabeth Garrett Anderson Hospital and opposed the compulsory wearing of seat belts. It’s interesting that the Royal College categorise Lord Platt’s support for the Elizabeth Garrett Anderson Hospital as ‘less progressive’. When Camden Area Health Authority announced the closure of that hospital in 1976 it was not a bunch of Neanderthals who campaigned to keep it open, it was feminist groups as well as other women. The Elizabeth Garrett Anderson was the only hospital which was for women and staffed entirely by women – women who had previously had bad experiences with men very much appreciated the Elizabeth Garett Anderson. Camden Area Health Authority ignored the protests and closed the hospital in 1979. In 1979 Dafydd was sexually exploiting patients and illegally imprisoned Mary Wynch for a year. William Kerr and Michael Haslam were raping and abusing female mental health patients in Yorkshire and were afforded complete protection (see post ‘All The Ingredients Of A Scandal’). John Allen’s paedophile gang and trafficking business in north Wales was booming and was being ably assisted by Dafydd and the mental health services in north Wales. Mental health patients and kids in care in Camden were also being abused and exploited, on the doorstep of Frank Dobson, Tessa Jowell and many others who later became leading lights in the Labour Party under Tony Blair (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part IV’).

Lord Platt was an accomplished cello player and was active in a variety of music organisations.

Lord Platt was rather different to the other Top Doctors of his era. He will have known about horrors like the appalling institutional abuse of vulnerable people by the NHS and was a very powerful figure in an era in which Top Doctors were even more powerful than they are now. But I can find no record of even Lord Platt speaking out against the abuse of certain groups within the NHS. Perhaps he just felt that it was a hill too steep to climb – the Royal College implied that he had evolved into a daft old buffer because he dared support a massively popular hospital providing a much needed service and because he dissented on the seatbelts business. The campaign to make wearing seatbelts a legal obligation was backed by the BMA – and promoted by a man called Jimmy Savile.

Another Top Doctor in the ‘Tomorrow’s World’ audience Sir Thomas Holmes Sellors, a cardiothoracic surgeon. Sir Thomas went to Oriel College, Oxford and then to the Middlesex Hospital, where he qualified in 1926. He was some ten years older than Gwynne the lobotomist who also qualified at the Middlesex. My post ‘I Don’t Believe It!’ names a few other Middlesex alumni who became very big names in medicine whilst Gwynne and his protégé Dafydd were allowed to wreak havoc in north Wales. Sir Thomas developed open heart surgery units at the Middlesex, Harefield and the National Heart Hospitals. Sir Thomas himself worked at Harefield from the outbreak of WWII util he retired and it was he who put Harefield on the map. Harefield has an international reputation as does its star surgeon Professor Magdi Yacoub. My post ‘I Don’t Believe It!’ discusses some world-leading research conducted by Magdi Yacoub with Professor Julia Polak, who when I worked at Hammersmith Hospital was widely reputed to have been perpetrating research fraud.

Thomas Holmes Sellors was President of the Royal College of Surgeons, 1969-72 and President of the BMA in 1972.

Holmes Sellors was ‘active in the medico-political field’ from the inception of the NHS and he is remembered for having a taste for ‘gracious living’, with homes in London and Buckinghamshire. Holmes Sellors remained active for many years after his retirement and was, among other things, the Chairman and later the President of the Medical Council on Alcoholism. Dr Dafydd Alun Jones was constructed as an ‘alcohol and drugs specialist’ (see post ‘The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron?’).

Thomas Holmes Sellors had a stroke when he was older and  in 1986 spent time in hospital. Sir Reginald Murley, who wrote the tribute to Holmes Sellors on the Royal College of Physicians ‘Lives of the Fellows’ site, remembered that he went to visit Sir Thomas who was ‘chuckling with glee’ whilst reading a tabloid newspaper which he’d only purchased because no other newspapers were available in the hospital. Murley noticed Sir Thomas’s ‘unusual reading matter’ and observed that Holmes Sellors was reading about a ‘house of ill-repute on Ambleside Avenue, Streatham’ and remarked to Murley that ‘I had two respectable maiden aunts who lived there. Heaven knows what they would say if they could read that’. What a pair of jolly old buffers Holmes Sellors and Raymond Murley must have been. It was not mentioned in the ‘Lives of the Fellows’ that the house of ill-repute in question, Cynthia Payne’s brothel, was just down the road from St George’s Hospital Medical School and that a number of consultants were clients of Madam Cyn’s. As were a number of judges, MPs, peers, lawyers and clergymen. After Madam Cyn was first raided in 1978 she went to prison, although none of her customers did. Business continued after her release and she was raided again in 1986, which will have been what Holmes Sellors was reading about. No-one understood quite why but she was treated very much more leniently on that occasion, although it wasn’t because the Courts had become any more liberal or less hypocritical.

In 1986 Oliver Brooke, the Professor of Paediatrics at St George’s, was imprisoned for the possession of huge quantities of child pornography. He was released on appeal after a sympathetic judge commented that his collection of kiddie porn could be compared to a collection of cigarette cards. One of the detectives who worked on the Brooke case later revealed that Brooke was Mr Big in a pan-European paedophile network.

One person who had a great deal of knowledge about the activities at Ambleside Avenue and those who visited the brothel was David Sutch, who lived there himself with Madam Cyn for a while. Sadly he cannot enlighten us now because he hung himself in 1999 – so he was dead before the cover-up that was the Waterhouse Report was published in 2000. David Sutch suffered from manic depression and didn’t seem to get the care that he needed from the colleagues of the brothel’s customers. For more background on Ambleside Avenue and the convenience of David Sutch’s suicide, see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’.

Sir Thomas Holmes Sellors was among the very top of the Top Doctors – he is so revered that the Royal College didn’t just have the usual portrait of him painted, they had a whole sculpture made! There is a bust of this glorious man in the Royal College.

Between 1958-67 Holmes Sellors was Chair of the joint consultants committee, which links the BMA with the representatives of the Royal Colleges. Until I read this I didn’t know exactly what the joint consultants committee was, although I’d long since wondered. I’d wondered because in 1988 when I was told that my complaints about the mental health services in north Wales were finally going to be heard, it was the joint consultants committee who appointed Professor Robert Bluglass to investigate my complaints.

Bluglass ignored every part of my complaint relating to Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) and Gwynedd Social Services and stressed that I had caused a lot of trouble and a lot of people great annoyance, although he had documentary evidence that Dafydd had broken the law and lied repeatedly (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’). No action was taken against anyone. Much more recently I discovered that Bluglass was a close colleague of Professor Ian Brockington – Brockington had been Tony Francis’s boss immediately before Tony Francis relocated to north Wales (see post ‘Ian Brockington’s Mischief’). Some three years after Bluglass blamed my unreasonableness for the wrongdoing of people who were facilitating a paedophile gang, a patient was murdered at Ashworth Hospital. Robert Bluglass was appointed to lead the investigation. He in turn appointed two nurses to help him – one nurse was one of the senior nurses from the Reaside Clinic, the clinic of which Bluglass was clinical director and the other was one of Dafydd’s senior nurses. Not only did Dafydd himself send ‘dangerous’ patients to Ashworth , but after I complained about a nurse who assaulted me whilst I was in Denbigh my complaint was not investigated on the grounds that the nurse concerned, Stephen Rose, had left Denbigh for a job at Park Lane Hospital. Park Lane merged with Moss Side to form Ashworth Hospital. There were a number of inquiries into the very serious problems at Ashworth, including the inquiry led by Bluglass. Problems included patients being violently and sexually assaulted by staff, children being taken into the hospital to visit paedophiles, child porn discovered on the premises and a number of deaths. Things just never seemed to improve, although I’m sure that Bluglass did his best.

I now have documents in my possession which demonstrate that one organisation who provided Tony Francis with advice and support after I complained about the wrongdoing of the mental health services was the BMA. Bluglass, Francis and Dafydd were all members and/or fellows of the Royal College of Psychiatrists.

Professor Catherine Robinson, one of the ‘suicide experts’ who works for the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board, used to be married to a psychologist who worked at Ashworth! Catherine herself worked at Denbigh! Time to make a police statement Catherine rather than simply warning all your former colleagues that I was preparing to publish what I knew?

For some unknown reason, a few years ago Bluglass asked for his name to be removed from the medical register and all references to him disappeared from the internet. He has reappeared online now though. There’s a nice photo of him drinking champagne with his friends and he and his wife Kerry – also a Top Doctor – enjoy themselves singing in an elite choir, the St James’s Singers.  Dame Judi Dench is their Patron. Dame Judi gave an interview recently in which she explained that she didn’t mind getting old but sadly her eye-sight is so bad that she can’t read anymore. She obviously can’t see who’s in her fucking choir either.

 

This blog has paid attention to wrongdoing and fuckwittery being passed down through the generations. Sir Thomas Holmes Sellors did not let the side down in this regard. He had a son – Sir Patrick Holmes Sellors. Sir Patrick died in 2010 but whilst he was alive he was certainly what my friend Brown would call a ‘highly effective shit’.

Patrick Holmes Sellors studied at Oriel College, Oxford and the Middlesex Hospital, like his father. He became an ophthalmologist and due to his general marvellouness he was appointed as a consultant at dear old St George’s when he was just 31. Sir Patrick was also a consultant at the Royal Marsden Hospital and had an extensive private practice. He was honorary consultant to the King Edward VII Hospital for Officers and for St Luke’s Hospital for the Clergy. In 1974 Sir Patrick was appointed Surgeon Oculist to the Royal Household and in 1980 to HM the Queen herself.

Sir Patrick’s obituaries however tell us that his ‘main skill’ lay in ‘medico-legal work’. He must have been very skilled indeed if that eclipsed his Royal duties – his obits mention how Top Doctors would consult Sir Patrick for ‘help’. Sir Patrick was so good at getting Top Doctors out of trouble that he joined the Council of the MDU in 1977 and remained there until he retired in 2003, whereupon the MDU made him an honorary fellow.

When the Edward VII Hospital incurred all that bad publicity after a nurse killed herself, a glowering Lord Simon Glenarthur was wheeled out to intimidate the press. Simon Glenarthur was Chair of the Hospital – he had also been Director of the MDU since 2002. Simon Glenarthur was the Health Minister responsible for the ‘tainted blood’ scandal which resulted in the death of a great many haemophiliacs, although his name was kept under the radar (see post ‘Update On ‘Tainted Blood’ Scandal – The Culprit’).

It was the MDU who provided Dr Tony Francis and his wife, Dr Sadie Francis, with legal ‘advice’ throughout the years 1987-1995 – and I suspect after that as well – as I was repeatedly arrested and prosecuted on the basis of their perjury and the perjury of their colleagues. I have copies of letters that the MDU lawyers wrote to the Francis’s strongly advising them to cease their litigation against me and telling them that there was not the evidence for the claims that they were making. The Francis’s refused to drop the cases so the MDU went ahead regardless, in the knowledge that the allegations against me were untrue. One of the MDU lawyers, Ann Ball, had an extended telephone conversation with me and I told her myself of the criminal wrongdoing that I had witnessed in north Wales. Anne Ball told me that the Francis’s ‘didn’t know’ about any of it. Yet at that time Anne and her colleagues knew that the Francis’s were lying on oath and encouraging others to lie on oath whilst demanding my imprisonment. I also have copies of letters written by Tony and Sadie Francis cc’d to Dr Ian Sanderson of the MDU, complaining about the ‘threat’ that I presented to them and other staff – the ‘threat’ being that I was writing letters of complaint and arriving at Ysbyty Gwynedd in person when my complaints had not been investigated (see post ‘The Night Of The (Dr Chris) Hunter’). The barrister employed by the MDU in the 1991 attempt to have me imprisoned on the lies of the Francis’s was Sir Robert Francis QC (see post ‘The Sordid Role Of Sir Robert Francis QC’). Robert Francis is considered such a safe pair of hands that he has Chaired many investigations into NHS failures, including the inquiry into the care and treatment of Michael Stone after Stone’s conviction for double murder – Michael Stone has always maintained his innocence and was only ever arrested because a Top Doctor phoned someone and stated his belief that Stone Had Done It after watching the murders discussed on Crimewatch. Stone’s legal team are now back in Court once more with new evidence which they believe demonstrates his innocence. A crucial bit of evidence uncovered by Stone’s legal team previously ‘went missing’ on its way to the forensic labs.

Sir Patrick retired in 2003. At the time of his retirement I had just been charged with ‘threatening to kill’ Alun Davies, the manager of the Hergest Unit, on the basis of numerous NHS staff lying in police statements about me – once again. The police who arrested me said that if I was found guilty I’d be looking at a prison sentence of seven years. The case collapsed two years later when it became clear that I hadn’t threatened to kill anyone (see post ‘Interesting Happenings In The Legal System’). There was no investigation as to why so many people had lied to the police and had turned up to Court to lie in the witness box. Last year I found out that after that case, the PNC had been unlawfully accessed to record a conviction of ‘violent disorder’ against my name and a certificate of indictment had also been forged, stating that I had been found guilty of ‘violent disorder’ (see post ‘Even More Confusion Regarding Those Legal Conundrums’ and ‘An Update On Those Legal Condundrums’). I wrote to the North Wales Police’s legal services about this and am still waiting for their explanation.

Sir Patrick died in St Thomas’s Hospital after being taken ill at an MDU celebratory dinner in 2010. What they were celebrating I do not know but he died after his colleagues’ efforts at medical treatment proved unsuccessful. Which seems like natural justice after Holmes Sellors’ career of ensuring that dangerous, lying, criminal doctors got away with framing innocent people, refusing people treatment even in life threatening situations as well as running paedophile gangs and people trafficking rackets.

Tony Francis killed himself a few years ago when Operation Pallial re-opened the investigation into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. I was surprised to hear that Sadie Francis had told neighbours that Tony had killed himself because of me no less – namely my ‘harassment’ of him. This presumably was the ‘harassment’ that Sadie’s own MDU lawyers told her to stop telling porkies about many, many years ago. I had not seen let alone communicated with either of the Francis’s for a number of years before Tony Francis’s death. My harassment of criminals aiding a paedophile ring must have had supernatural qualities – what a pity it didn’t cause them to stop their involvement in serious crime twenty years ago.

Time for a visit to the police station Sadie? This time to provide details of who else was involved in the paedophile ring, rather than a statement consisting of a pack of lies about me or indeed any other patient – I was not the only one arrested for ‘threatening’ staff or other crimes that many people did not believe had been committed. Such as Lee Crabtree – a seriously ill young father who was arrested for ‘attempted robbery’, remanded in Altcourse Prison and who hung himself hours later. The details of Mr Crabtree’s ‘crime’ consisted of him ‘escaping from’ – ie. walking out of – the Hergest Unit whilst in distress and then trying the door of an Angel’s car in a rather ham-fisted getaway attempt. The police took him back into the ward – only to  be told by the Hergest Unit that they would not readmit him and insisted on him being charged with attempted robbery. His wife knew nothing about any of this until Altcourse Prison telephoned her to tell her that he had killed himself and his ‘property’ (ie. clothes) was still at the Hergest Unit. She rang the Unit and an Angel told her that they were far too busy to go looking for lost property. Well they’ll have been needed down the station to lie their arses off to the police in an attempt to frame the next patient who had dared complain. And to man the hot-line to the MDU.

Tony and Sadie Francis’s son is a lawyer. He specialises in ‘medico-legal’ matters. He represents health and welfare organisations rather than patients who have suffered harm. At one point his CV was boasting of the many thousands of pounds that he had saved one local authority after challenging the provision of patients’ care packages.

At the height of the time of the Francis’s allegations that I was about to murder them in cold blood, a particularly foul police sergeant whom Tony Francis seemed to be on very good terms with told me to jump off the Menai Suspension Bridge because ‘decent’ people didn’t want me near them. This was just months before the five witnesses to the activities of the paedophile gang which operated in north Wales and Cheshire were murdered in an arson attack caused by a decent person chucking a petrol bomb into the building where the witnesses had been invited to a party (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’). I don’t know the name of the Ginger Pig, but he was the Sergeant in Menai Bridge Police Station in 1991. There will be records relating to him and his activities – unless of course they’ve gone up in flames as did the records off all of the children who had ever passed through the Bryn Alyn Community at the start of the Waterhouse Inquiry.

 

So what about Malcolm Muggeridge, the man who mentioned what is now called institutional racism, who so angered the Top Doctors? The caricature of Muggeridge subscribed to by comedians in the 70s and 80s was always that of a man as old as the hills wringing his hands and banging on about religion. So it was quite a surprise when Jean Seaton’s book ‘Pinkoes and Traitors: The BBC and the Nation 1974-87’ claimed that Muggeridge ‘groped incontinently’. Seaton is the ‘official BBC historian’. She accuses the BBC of being in years gone by log jammed with dreadful misogynist men and mentions someone ‘in authority’ who persistently asked young women if he could spank them. I presume that this was ‘Spanker’, a man whose name I have forgotten but who was the subject of a number of ‘Private Eye’ articles in the 1980s – unless of course the BBC were employing more than one man who asked his young female colleagues to participate in spanking sessions with him. Seaton records that after a group of outraged female employees approached the Governors about Spanker’s activities, he was relocated to America in another BBC post which came with a luxurious New York apartment thrown in.

I remember the case of Spanker well, because not long after there was another Spanker who hit the news – only this one was a GP in south London. He had asked a number of women patients to keep diaries of their sexual fantasies, read them with him and in return he spanked them. A number of patients made representation to the GMC. In his defence Spanker explained that he was a Committed Christian and he believed that his treatment was helping these troubled women. During the fitness to practice hearing, ‘Private Eye’ ran their spoof ‘A Doctor Writes’ column making reference to a doctor who is spanking his patients soon finding himself an ex-doctor. Of course because the GMC was involved Spanker didn’t become an ex-doctor, he was allowed to continue practising and probably spanking as well.

Seaton’s book refers to an incident in which Robin Day asked Joan Bakewell ‘do men stare at your breasts when you interview them?’. That’s the Robin Day who was a lifelong friend of Sir Ronnie Waterhouse who concealed rather more serious wrongdoing in north Wales than men staring at Joan’s boobs. I take Seaton’s point that the BBC was crawling with appalling old men who constantly propositioned younger women, but as I discussed in my post ‘A Secret And Forbidding Place To Work’ some of those women exploited that situation for their own benefit. In fact Joan Bakewell herself freely admits that she shagged a lot of people who assisted her career and Esther Rantzen achieved greatness by having an affair with and then marrying Desmond Wilcox. It’s not rocket science and it’s a lot easier than working long hours for years and competing on merit.

Seaton argues that Strong Women at the BBC eventually refused to be walked over and denounced the behaviour of their male colleagues and Changed Things. So that is why the Strong Women all remained silent about Savile, Rolf and Stuart Hall. It must also be why Jo Brand is wheeled out by the BBC constantly – and was again this morning on Radio 4 – as an example of a woman who’s not afraid to take on the Men, as exemplified by her giving Ian Hislop a bollocking on ‘Have I Got News For You’ a few weeks ago. That’s the Jo Brand who is a former psychiatric nurse who is married to a man who still works as a psychiatric nurse and who is an ambassador for MIIND – who has said precisely nothing about the abuse of psychiatric patients by the mental health services. Ian Hislop edits a magazine which regularly highlights cases in which psychiatric patients have been killed whilst in the care of the state. Which is probably why he isn’t a MIND ambassador.

Seaton’s book mentions that George Howard, the Chairman of the BBC Governors 1980-83, attempted to charge the BBC for what was thought to be the use of a prostitute. Seaton’s book does mention Savile – but only in the context of the only discussion about him by the Governors being one concerning how to ration Thatcher’s appearances on his radio and TV programmes.

Seaton’s book was published in 2015 – Dame Janet Smith who led the Public Inquiry into the extent of Savile’s abuse called for witnesses with evidence to come forward early in 2012 , so Seaton would have known what Savile had been up to by the time that she was writing that book. Shortly after Seaton’s book was published she had to offer an apology to the family of Huw Wheldon after she accused him of being one of the BBC gropers. Huw Wheldon came from north Wales, went to Friars School in Bangor and had close links to the paedophiles’ friends.

Malcom Muggeridge famously appeared on the TV programme Friday Night Saturday Morning in 1979 in the company of Mervyn Stockwood to denounce Monty Python’s Life of Brian.

Mervyn Stockwood was the Bishop of Southwark, 1959-80. He came from Bridgend in south Wales – where his father was a solicitor – and then went to Christ’s College, Cambridge, graduating in 1934. Stockwood was the archetypal trendy vicar of his day and in the 1960s created what became known as ‘South Bank religion’. He was a liberal theologian who supported homosexual law reform and he blessed gay relationships, although he claimed to be celibate himself. Mervyn Stockwood, like many clergymen of his time, turned a blind eye to many things. He no doubt kept quiet about much in Southwark but Mervyn Stockwood was the honorary assistant Bishop of Bath and Wells and he kept quiet about a great deal in Somerset as well.

I went to junior school in Somerset with a girl from a church-going family whose dad was a churchwarden. Suddenly the family stopped going to church or indeed having any involvement with the church or village life at all. They were denounced as snobs by the much of the rest of the village, particularly when they took their two daughters away from the local school and sent them to a private school. The vicar remarked on how sad he was to see them turning their backs on the parish. What most people didn’t know was that the sister of the girl who I was in class with had been sexually abused by the vicar. No-one found out until she had a ‘nervous breakdown’ and was hospitalised in Taunton. The vicar went to visit her on the grounds that he was, well, the vicar. The staff let him in whereupon he then molested her in the hospital and was caught red-handed by a nurse. The vicar then rang the girl’s parents and told them that if they prosecuted him he would ensure that the village would discover the identity of their daughter whom he had molested and she would end up in an even worse state than she was already.  The girl’s dad went to the local policeman – only to discover that he had been threatened with disciplinary action himself if he took any action against the vicar at all. It transpired that the girl was by no means the only victim of that vicar. Before anyone had ever discovered that he had molested her, 36 women had complained about him harassing them to the Bishop of Bath and Wells. They had all been told that the Church would deal with it and although some of them knew that the vicar had made a nuisance of himself with other adult women, only three of them knew of the extent of it and they didn’t realise that he was abusing children as well. It was then discovered that the vicar was the biological father of one of the other children in the village and that this was such a common situation that the Church had made financial arrangements for such children and referred to them as ‘children of the Church’ (as opposed to the children of the vicars). It got better. One of the few people who did know about the extent of this vicar’s offending then found out that he had been transferred to the parish in Somerset after behaving in exactly the same way in a parish in Lincolnshire.

As for letting the Church deal with it – the vicar remained as vicar of that parish until he retired nearly twenty years later. His wife continued as Brown Owl of the village Brownie pack and her husband would kindly give lifts to the Brownies when they attended pack meetings. He continued to hold confirmation classes in the rectory, which was how he initially gained access to the girl whom he molested even on hospital premises.

That particular vicar came from a well-known legal family and a number of his relations were barristers and judges.

This was not the only degenerate vicar in Somerset whom I knew of. There was another one in a parish a few miles away who was a man in his mid-fifties married to a woman many years younger than himself – the story was that he had been a teacher and that she had been one of his pupils. What with him being a former teacher, he used to pop into the local primary school to give the kids R.E. lessons. On one occasion he hit one of the boys so hard that he injured him. This man disappeared from the parish a few years later, to the great relief of the local school kids. Not because he was violently assaulting them, but because he had stolen thousands from Church funds. The Bishop explained that he wouldn’t be prosecuted because he was in a difficult situation with that young wife and five children and he was an alcoholic to boot.

All this occurred when I presume Mervyn Stockwood was the Bishop’s assistant. I can only imagine what might have been going on that I never heard about. However I’m glad to say that the Life of Brian did come to the cinema in Bridgwater and we all enjoyed it. A few years later when I made friends with someone who had grown up in Pwllheli he told me that the Life of Brian had been banned there and he’d not yet seen it. Oh well, in Somerset we just had violent, thieving, dirty vicars – so the local teenagers got to see the Life Of Brian. In Gwynedd they had the paedophile gang run by Dafydd and Lucille, so obviously the very idea of screening a blasphemous film would be completely beyond the pale.

The man behind Mervyn Stockwood’s appointment was Geoffrey Fisher, the Archbishop of Canterbury, 1945-61. Fisher was a keen Freemason, the Grand Chaplain in the United Grand Lodge of England. He presided over Princess Elizabeth’s wedding and over her coronation. Fisher retired in 1961 and strongly advised Harold Macmillan against appointing Michael Ramsey as his successor. It is alleged that Fisher told Macmillan that Dr Ramsey was ‘a theologian, a scholar and a man of prayer and therefore is entirely unsuitable as Archbishop of Canterbury. I have known him all my life. I was his headmaster at Repton’. Former pupils at Repton School alleged that Fisher really enjoyed caning boys for no good reason, even by the standards of the time. Macmillan appointed Ramsey as Archbishop anyway.

 

To return to the man with whom I began this post, Sir George Godber. As with Sir Thomas Holmes Sellors, George Godber’s Top Doctor genes were passed onto the next generation, specifically to his son, Dr Colin Godber.

Colin Godber is a psychogeriatrician who is now a Trustee of Age Concern. He has lived in Hampshire since 1971 – when his dad George will still have been CMO. We are told that Colin Godber was ‘instrumental in the development of mental health services for older people in and around Southampton’. Hampshire mental health services were renamed Southern Health NHS Foundation Trust in 2011. They have been in the news over the last two years or so after it was revealed that hundreds of people had died in their care but the vast majority of the deaths had not been investigated. The Southern Health Scandal only became public as a result of the tenacity of Dr Sara Ryan who refused to be fobbed off with lies or threatened into silence after her son Connor Sparrowhawk drowned in the bath whilst in the care of Southern. Sara received an insulting telephone call from a member of staff at Southern, the son of a Board member sent out a tweet calling her a ‘fucking pest’ after he had read a confidential report containing details od Connor’s case and the psychiatrist responsible for Connor’s ‘care’ referred to Sara as a ‘toxic woman’. Southern were eventually prosecuted by the HSE. Hundreds of people DIED. Southern were prosecuted by the HSE – for, I think, only Connor’s death. After the hundreds of deaths but before Sara kicked up a fuss, the CEO of Southern, Katrina Percy, won an award for ‘CEO of the Year’ from HSJ (Health Services Journal).

Colin Godber retired in 2005 and now provides ‘advocacy between the NHS, local authorities and voluntary services’.

In 2014 the journal ‘Old Age Psychiatry’ published a piece entitled ‘A Psychogeriatrician – The Crème de la Crème’. An intriguing title because psychogeriatrics is the most unpopular and least prestigious of any medical speciality. Jobs are going begging and if they are filled are filled by Top Doctors who for some reason have not been able to secure work elsewhere or overseas doctors. This has been the case for many years. The article opened with a piece written by Lord McColl of Dulwich, a retired surgeon, who related a story about Colin Godber and Professor Simon Lovestone in the Lords debate on ‘Mental and Physical Health: Parity of Esteem’ on Oct 10, 2013.

McColl explained that his own wife had suffered from Alzheimers and he wanted to pay tribute to the Maudsley Hospital who were ‘superb’, especially Professor Simon Lovestone. McColl explained that Lovestone had been inspired to become a psychogeriatrician, who, McColl told the Lords, were ‘the crème de la crème of the psychiatry world’, by one Colin Godber. The story was that Lovestone met Godber and Godber invited him to come and visit one of his patients at home. At the patient’s house, Lovestone witnessed the patient prepare ‘a nice cream tea’ and then play the piano for half an hour. Lovestone later observed that the patient didn’t seem to be much of a patient and Godber explained that the man whom they had visited wasn’t the patient, it was his wife who had been the patient and Godber had been her doctor. She had died some two years ago and on the anniversary of her death, Godber always went to have tea with her widower. Lovestone was so amazed by the experience that he dedicated the rest of his life to psychiatry.

I don’t know how true this story was – like a few other things that have come out of the mouths of Top Doctors and Angels, it is probably more worthy of Enid Blyton than ‘Old Age Psychiatry’. McColl had already told a whopper when he described psychogeriatricians as the ‘crème de la crème’, but he was telling that whopper to a bunch of Lords who will have either not known their arses from their elbows re the Top Doctors and their specialities because most of them are politicians who have been put out to grass to the best day centre in the UK – the others who are Top Doctors themselves have spent their careers lying through their teeth in exactly the same way that McColl was, so they weren’t going to blow the gaffe. I do know that EMI patients in Godber’s care will not have been treated to nice cream teas. Particularly if they were in the care of Southern Health.

As for Lord McColl, the man who was happy to kick-start this fantasy on behalf of the Top Doctors – he is of course a Top Doctor himself, the Professor of Surgery at Guy’s Hospital who retired in 1996 and will know damn well the state of mental health care for the elderly. If his own wife really did receive ‘superb’ care, it will have been because as the wife of a Top Doctor who is also sitting in the Lords someone at the Maudsley decided that she was deserving of a rather better service than the rest of the population. Ian McColl is a Tory peer who was given his peerage in 1989 as a result of his work for disabled people – which is so gobsmacking that I’d like to find out more. He was PPS to John Major, 1994-97 – during the years when Major and Hague organised the cover-up into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal… Between 1997-2000 McColl was Shadow Minister for Health and a Trustee and surgeon to Mercy Ships. I don’t think I’ll dare step aboard one of those if McColl is all that will stand between me and death. McColl recently became an advocate to stop human trafficking and in June 2015 he introduced a Private Members Bill to prohibit the advertising of prostitution.

The Maudsley trained Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and certainly in 1991 Dr Paul Bowden, a leading light at the Maudsley, was still concealing Dafydd’s wrongdoing.

Godber seems to have spent many years perpetuating myths about the NHS and the care it offers. Godber was one of the signatories to a letter in ‘The Guardian’ on 7 April 2015 concerning the Coalition Gov’ts management of the NHS – written the month before the General Election. Godber et al write that ‘as medical and public health professionals our primary concern is for all patients’. Signatories to that letter included:

Dr Gwen Adshead, community psychiatrist: Gwen Adshead is both a forensic psychiatrist and a forensic psychotherapist and from 1996 for a number of years worked as a consultant at Broadmoor. She has been referred to the GMC on a number of occasions and I think that she has been involved in controversy regarding false memory syndrome. Gwen is the proud possessor of a degree in mindfulness based cognitive therapy which does rather destroy her credibiliy; Professor Richard Bentall, clinical psychologist, Liverpool University: Richard Bentall trained at Bangor University and spent many years working in north Wales. He knew exactly how abusive the mental health services were, he knew how many patients were left destitute or committed suicide, he will have known Dafydd and almost certainly Gwynne as well, he knew about the fraud that was mindfulness based cognitive therapy (see post ‘The Biggest Expert of The Lot’) and as a former Professor in the School of Bangor University, he’ll have known about the wrongdoing in that School (see post ‘He’s Not The Messiah, He’s A Very Naughty Boy’). Before Richard Bentall waved goodbye to Bangor and popped over to Liverpool, a friend of mine was accidentally cc’d into an e mail from Bentall after my friend raised concerns about practice in mental health research in north Wales. Bentall admitted in the e mail that it was now virtually impossible to recruit people from north Wales for clinical trials for mental health projects – that was because the patients had all had such distressing experiences with the local mental health professionals that there was absolutely no goodwill left and they weren’t going to volunteer for anything. After seeing this e mail, I began to wonder where all those people had come from who according to Bentall’s colleagues in north Wales had taken part in trials and projects which were of course all written up as successes and published….

Other signatories were Dr Clare Gerada, the former Chair of the Royal College of GPs, who is married to Professor Sir Simon Wessley, the former President of the Royal College of Psychiatrists; Dr Roger Banks, the former Vice-President of the Royal College of Psychiatrists; Professor Dinash Bhugra, the former President of the Royal College of Psychiatrists – Bhugra was Patron of Mark Williams’s Centre for Mindfulness at Oxford University and has been associated with many other questionable things; Professor Allyson Pollock – who for years has said whatever is convenient and whatever will further her own interests and who featured in my post ‘More Summer Reading’; Professor Wendy Savage, who was a friend of Prof Geoffrey Chamberlain who took part in a major research fraud (see post ‘I Don’t Believe It!’) – Wendy Savage also spent a long time as a member of the GMC whilst they ignored dangerous doctors; and none other than dear old Dr David Owen (see post ‘Dr Death’).

‘Our primary concern is for all patients’ – every one of those signatories has remained silent about serious harm to vulnerable people and some of them have been personally close to people involved in scandals or have been at the centre of scandals themselves.

 

‘The Daily Echo’, 7 Sept 2011 reported that five Southampton doctors had signed a letter calling for the Gov’t to stop their NHS reforms because they would result in ‘irreparable harm to the NHS’. Godber was a signatory. The irreparable harm to the NHS in north Wales had occurred decades before, whilst Godber’s dad ensured that Dafydd and Gwynne remained untouchable. Ironically at the time that Godber signed this letter, the Betsi Board in north Wales did have a CEO, Mary Burrows, who was doing her best to confront the entrenched corruption – the crooks who were still alive whom Godber’s father protected and many of their children and friends hounded her out. Since Mary departed the Board has sunk deeper and deeper into the red, is completely unable to recruit and was put into special measures after the biggest scandal involving the abuse and neglect of elderly mentally ill patients that had yet happened in the UK. The crème de la crème! That’s why patients were filmed undercover crawling around naked on floors covered with urine and faeces, one with an untreated broken arm, whilst nurses swore at them (see posts ‘The Tawel Fan Scandal’ and ‘Update On Tawel Fan Scandal -Sept 16th 2016’). No member of staff was disciplined – except for the nurse who blew the whistle who was suspended, arrested, sacked and received death threats. A member of staff had previously raised concerns but they were told by a psychogeriatrician – obviously a member of the crème de la crème de la crème – to keep quiet and that he ‘didn’t want any more complaints’.

An earlier offering from Godber appeared in ‘The Independent’ on 16 Aug 1994, in which he blasted that ‘the care of the elderly and others with chronic illness’ has been ‘most blatantly betrayed under the smokescreen of the new double-speak of community care’. Godber mentions the ‘lame semantics’ of a previous correspondent and talks about the ‘concerted effort to squeeze much of NHS hospital respite care out of health’. Godber’s analysis of what was happening at the time was quite correct – I watched it myself in north Wales. The patients who had care withdrawn from them when the day hospital at the Hergest Unit closed down, many of whom died, were the very same patients who could remember what Dafydd had done to them decades previously when Godber senior had ignored it all (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part IV’). In 1994 the Jilllings Investigation into the abuse of children in care in north Wales since 1974 was underway. The abuse that had been facilitated by Dafydd and Gwynne whilst George Godber was CMO. When the Jillings Report was submitted in 1996 it was so damning that the Council’s insurers ordered it to be withheld from everyone – even the Council who had commissioned it – because what had happened in north Wales was indefensible. The Report was pulped. To this day the only people who read the full unredacted version were the Council’s insurers and legal advisors. See post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake’ for details.

George Godber retired in 1973. One of his obituaries observed that ‘the shape of the NHS in the mid 1970s was very materially determined by Godber’s influence’. The Jillings Report investigated the abuse of children in north Wales from 1974 onwards  – and the role played by the NHS and other agencies.

Both Godber Major and Godber Minor seem to have been particularly well-versed in the art of the smokescreen of double-speak themselves.

 

 

The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part IV

I wasn’t planning to publish this post just yet, but I  have prioritised it as a result of a number of recent requests. So by popular demand, I introduce – Alan Milburn and chums.

Alan Milburn was the New Labour politician who was always described as being politically closest to Blair, although it was dear old Tessa the paedophiles’ friend who memorably said that she would jump under a bus for him. Millburn is currently the ‘Social Mobility Tsar’, ie. Chair of the Social Mobility and Child Poverty Commission, a position to which he was appointed under the ConDems Coalition Gov’t. Milburn’s Deputy Chair was Neil O’Brien, the Director of right wing think tank Policy Exchange, founded by paedophiles’ friends Francis Maude and Archie Norman (see post ‘Disgusting Of Tunbridge Wells And A Few Equally Disgusting Others’), but it is now Gillian Shepherd who was a Cabinet Minister in John Major’s Gov’t. Prior to this role, Milburn was the Chair of the Panel on Fair Access to the Professions which was set up by Gordon Brown and included senior Lib Dem strategist and advisor to Clegg, Neil Sherlock. Milburn was all over the media a couple of days ago expressing his deep distress that social mobility just wasn’t happening in the UK. Could that possibly be at all related to twenty years of you and your ilk dominating policy Alan? The ConDems didn’t even bother to get themselves new policy advisors, they used the left-overs from Blair and Brown – Cameron and Cleggy and then even Theresa May inherited loads of them. Alan Milburn and Louise Casey’s ideas didn’t work twenty years ago and they’re still not working. Nonetheless Louise – who’s mate from university memorably took part in a ‘profile’ programme for Radio 4 and remembered going inter-railing with Louise when they were undergrads and explained that they ‘ate cheese and onion crisp sandwiches and giggled’ – is now Dame Louise. I can only presume from what Louise passes off as policy reports – which contain such gems as observing that low income households often also suffer from associated issues such as mental health problems and incest (it’s those council house people again and I bet that Louise found coal in their baths as well) – that she still spends most of her time eating crisp sandwiches and giggling.

Milburn is not however best remembered for his laughable appointment as Social Mobility Tsar. Milburn became notorious as Secretary of State for Health, Oct 1999-June 2003. I will return to this part of Milburn’s glorious career later in this post.

Milburn was MP for Darlington, 1992-2010. Darlington was a safe Labour seat – and the neighbouring constituency to Blair’s. By the time that Milburn was elected, Blair had been the MP of the neighbouring constituency of Sedgefield for nine years, but wasn’t yet leader of the Labour Party. Milburn will have been selected for that seat on Neil Kinnock’s watch – Milburn was elected in April 1992, three months before John Smith became leader. By the time that Milburn won Darlington, what later became the New Labour machine was well-advanced – Mandelson was running the show and Alastair Campbell had been a advisor close to Kinnock  for years and even used to go on holiday with the Kinnocks. Numerous other future key figures in New Labour were playing leading roles. Although Milburn wasn’t elected until 1992, he’d been beavering away for a long time.

Milburn was born in County Durham and grew up in Newcastle-Upon-Tyne. He graduated from Lancaster University in 1979 and according to his wiki entry, after graduation he ran a radical bookshop, ‘Days of Hope’. However a BBC News report from May 2002 features comments from trade unionist  Alec McFadden, one of Milburn’s mates from his youth. Alec met Milburn when Milburn was doing a PhD at Newcastle University which Milburn never completed. In those days Milburn was committed to CND and world peace and was a fierce opponent of private medicine. McFadden and Milburn both marched across the Tyne Bridge on the 40th anniversary of the establishment of the NHS wearing badges which read ‘public it’s ours, private it’s theirs’. McFadden met Milburn in 1979 when McFadden was the regional President of the TUC and Milburn went into his office looking for welfare advice. Within months Milburn had abandoned his PhD, had become involved in local activism and began working as the sales assistant in Days of Hope. Milburn was attending CND meetings around Tyneside and spent a lot of time in pubs debating revolutionary politics. When he was 23 yrs old Milburn married his first wife Mo O’Toole and McFadden was best man.

Mo O’Toole went to school in Newcastle and then on to Northumbria University. She split up with Milburn in the late 1980s – at the time she was a Labour Councillor in Newcastle. She did a PhD at Newcastle University, lectured at Bristol University and then at Newcastle University. Between 1999-2004 Mo was a Labour MEP for the North East of England.

Mo’s LinkedIn profile tells us that she was Stakeholder Partnerships Manager, English Regions, 2005-08; Co-Owner and Managing Partner of Carruthers and Kent Wine Company, Shop and Deli, 2010-present day; Visiting Professor of Culture, Creativity and Innovation at Newcastle University, 2008-present day.

Mo is someone else who has remained silent about a great deal. She made it onto the all-women shortlist for the safe Labour seat of Bishop Aukland for the 2005 General Election but wasn’t selected. Helen Goodman was the lucky winner and was subsequently elected.

Goodman is an Oxford graduate who began her career in HM Treasury. She is a member of the GMB and was Head of Strategy at The Children’s Society. Goodman worked as a researcher for Philip Whitehead who was Labour MP for Derby North, 1970-83. A number of those who abused children in care in north Wales throughout the 70s and 80s had previously worked in Derbyshire. John Jillings who led the 1993-96  Jillings Investigation into the abuse of children in care in north Wales was the former Director of Derbyshire Social Services. The Jillings Report was so damning that it was pulped and even the Councillors of the Council who had commissioned the Report were not given access to it (see post ‘It’s A Piece of Cake’), but one thing that was widely suspected was that even Jillings had sanitised the situation in north Wales. Jillings was frank that the most terrible abuse had gone on, but he certainly pussy-footed around the question of whether a paedophile ring was in operation and in the end he just decided that it was best not to comment about that particular possibility. He was probably bearing in mind that the year before he was commissioned to conduct that investigation five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were killed in an arson attack.  Philip Whitehead also served as an MEP, 1999-2005, first for Staffordshire East and Derby and then for the East Midlands. Staffordshire was host to the ‘pin-down’ child abuse scandal in the mid-80s and whistleblowers found themselves fitted up for child abuse themselves (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part I). Staffordshire also of course had a lethal NHS which wiped out the local population for years. Before Philip Whitehead was a politician he was a documentary producer – he worked independently as well as for the BBC and ITV, 1967-70, as an editor. After he lost his Commons seat in 1983, Whitehead returned to TV work.

Some of Helen Goodman’s work was funded by the Runnymede Trust, through which a number of the paedophiles’ friends named on this blog have passed. One of the founders of the Runnymede Trust was barrister Anthony Lester. Lester was Chair of the Runnymede Trust, 1990-93. Anthony Lester had been special advisor to Roy Jenkins when he was in the Home Office in the 1970s concealing organised child abuse (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part I’). In 1981 Anthony Lester joined Roy Jenkins in establishing the SDP. Jenkins was later a mentor to Blair. In June 2007 Gordon Brown appointed Lester special advisor on constitutional reform to the Secretary of State for Justice Jack Straw – Straw had been appointed to that role the day before.

McFadden notes that Milburn’s skill with the media was apparent even back then. In 1983 Milburn joined the Labour Party after becoming involved in the unsuccessful campaign to oust the Conservative MP for Newcastle-Upon-Tyne Central, Piers Merchant. Merchant was elected in 1983, so that campaign must have kicked off virtually as soon as he became the MP. Merchant lost Newcastle-Upon-Tyne Central in 1987 but was elected as Conservative MP for Beckenham in 1992.

Piers Merchant was someone who found himself embroiled in a number of sex scandals. Prior to the 1997 General Election he was caught by a photographer from the Sun having some sort of sex in a public park in south east London with a ’17 year old Soho nightclub hostess’. Piers was married and his side of the story was that the ‘hostess’ was simply a friend and that there was no question of a sexual relationship with her. He and his wife were photographed doing the usual canoodling bit in order to demonstrate that there was no truth in the allegations, although the Sun had provided some rather damning evidence. Nonetheless Piers was re-elected. Not long after he was returned as MP however, there was another tabloid story about Piers and the hostess – Piers’ explanation was that the hostess was now his research assistant, they were writing a book together and that the teenager was a family friend. Piers’s wife was photographed hugging the teenager and told the press that she had no problem with the teenager being in the family home. However, the Sunday Mirror had secretly filmed footage inside what was described as Piers’ and the teenager’s ‘love nest’. Piers claimed that he had set up this whole sting himself, with the help of his friend who had received £25k from the Sunday Mirror – the explanation being that it was Piers who was trying to entrap the newspaper, presumably to expose their techniques. Later still, Piers stated that although he was having an affair with the former hostess, he hadn’t been previously. The teenaged hostess subsequently returned to live with her parents and they expressed the opinion that she had been ruthlessly used by Piers and that he had wrecked her life. Piers stood down from Parliament when the scandal refused to die down. Piers was caught up in another scandal as well, concerning his extra-marital affair with a 41 year old woman.

After Piers left Parliament, he joined UKIP and in 2004 stood as a candidate in the European election. Robert Kilroy-Silk, a fellow UKIPPER, sent Piers a note saying ‘please do not stand within 10 yards of me because I am sure you’ll understand that I do not wish to be photographed with you’. In the mid-1990s Robert Kilroy-Silk invited Dr Dafydd Alun Jones onto his TV show as an ‘expert’. At that time Dafydd was facilitating a paedophile gang, was lying in Court and was handing over whatever drugs his addict patients requested – some of them were selling those drugs onto local school children. Dafydd had been sued for unlawfully imprisoning Mary Wynch, had unlawfully imprisoned other people, was known to be having sexual relationships with patients and had threatened and then tried to bribe me into withdrawing my complaint about him. Kilroy – you’d have been better off with Piers.

As far as I am concerned, whether Piers was having extra-marital affairs or not was a matter for him and his wife. It is very difficult to actually get to the bottom of what Piers was up to and who was entrapping who, but I’m interested that tabloid newspapers were vigorously pursuing Piers. The reference to a Soho nightclub ‘hostess’ is an obvious suggestion that Piers’ friend was a sex worker – she was a young one at that. Piers was elected for Newcastle-Upon-Tyne in 1983 but lost his seat to the Labour candidate Jim Cousins in 1987. At that time the Cleveland Child Abuse Scandal – that useful distraction from the activities of the paedophiles and their friends in north Wales – was at its peak. Piers was then re-elected as Tory MP for Beckenham in Kent in April 1992, which was where he encountered the problems with tabloid nespapers. I knew Beckenham vaguely. You’ve guessed it – I worked on an MSc project with the Wellcome Laboratories at Beckenham in Kent in 1987, during those years when unbeknown to me the paedophiles’ friends of north Wales were stalking me and contacting everybody that I was working with. Piers will have been selected as the candidate for Beckenham sometime after losing his Newcastle seat in 1987 but before April 1992. During that time, Alison Taylor, Mary Wynch and I were all raising concerns about the criminal activity in north Wales and police investigations into a possible paedophile ring had begun. There were repeated attempts to frame me for serious offences and I had been hounded out of my career. Days after Piers was elected, five other witnesses were killed by a petrol bomb. I absolutely accept that Piers being selected to stand for that constituency may have been totally unrelated to the activities of the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales, but a few things are worth mentioning.

There was a campaign to remove Merchant from office in the early 80s in which Milburn was active and it was as a result of this that Milburn joined the Labour Party. I can find no information as to WHY there was a campaign to remove Merchant – Milburn knows but doesn’t ever seem to have spoken publicly about it, even when Marchant became embroiled in high profile sex scandals. Merchant – and Milburn – lived and were active in politics in a region of paedophile activity, to which the paedophiles in north Wales had very strong links. Matt Arnold and Peter Howarth worked at Bryn Estyn when the most serious abuse of boys in that home took place – Arnold was Head and Howarth later went to prison for molesting the boys at Bryn Estyn – after they had both relocated from the Axwell Park Approved School in Gateshead where it seems that they were known about and were very likely to have been afforded protection by Ernest Armstrong, the MP for North West Durham and father of Blair’s big mate Hilary Armstrong (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’). Hilary Armstrong succeeded her father’s seat in 1987.

Merchant was up to something which had brought him to the attention of tabloid newspapers and whatever it was his wife was colluding with, or at least tolerating, it. Tabloid newspapers don’t usually get that excited about MPs having heterosexual affairs with women to whom they are not married – they’ll run a story, but all is usually forgiven and forgotten after a photo-call featuring the MP and his family and a few contrite words from the shagger himself along the lines of how lucky he is that his wife is standing by him and how of course she’s always really been the only one for him, a la John Major, Cecil Parkinson, John Prescott, Paddy Ashdown and many more. Tim Yeo had five mistresses at once and Alan Clark wanted to have sex with anything that was female and alive, none of it was considered that horrifying. What if Piers Merchant’s tastes had run to rather more than adult consenting women? The tabloids won’t have dared to have publish it in the same way that they didn’t publish a word about Sir Peter Morrison, Cyril Smith or even Jimmy Savile, but they will have known and will have been interested in him.

A few more interesting things about Piers – he graduated from Durham University in the early 1970s and then spent nine years working as a journalist in Newcastle. So Piers began his career as a local journo just before Matt Arnold and Peter Howarth relocated from Gateshead to Bryn Estyn. Piers then went into PR work. After Piers was elected for Newcastle-Upon-Tyne, he worked as PPS for Peter Lilley when Lilley was Secretary of State for Social Security, 1992-97. As well as being remembered for singing nasty vindictive songs about people with less money than him at the Tory Conference, Lilley is also remembered for being the centre of allegations that he was gay but didn’t dare admit it. Merchant was a Tory MP when Sir Peter Morrison, MP for Chester, was at the heart of Thatcher’s Gov’t. Morrison was Lord Commissioner of the Treasury, 1979-81; Minister of State for Employment, 1983-85; Minister of State for the DTI, 1985-86; Deputy Chairman of the Party, 1986; Minister of State for Energy, 1987-90; PPS to Thatcher, July-Nov 1990. Throughout this time Morrison was molesting children, including children in care in north Wales.

I really cannot work out what Merchant was up to himself but he’ll have known about Morrison because they all did and I bet that he knew about Arnold and Howarth when they were in Gateshead.

The man who replaced Piers Merchant as MP for Newcastle-Upon-Tyne Central in 1987, Jim Cousins, was a product of New College, Oxford, an institution that educated quite a few of the paedophiles’ friends (see post ‘A Study In Tyranny’). Cousins was considered a member of the awkward squad in the Labour Party – he rebelled on matters such as the Iraq War. However he was fully behind New Labour’s NHS Reforms. Before he was elected to Parliament he was a lecturer at Sunderland Poly, 1982-87. So he’ll have had local knowledge. Cousins had been a leading member of the Liberal Club when he was at Oxford in the mid-60s – so it’s very likely that he knew the sort of things that Jeremy Thorpe was doing (see post ‘My How Things Haven’t Changed’).

Jim Cousins was selected as a Labour candidate and then voted into Parliament in the midst of the then biggest child abuse scandal that the UK had experienced. He doesn’t seem to have said much about it – but then most of the other local MPs didn’t either. Cousins, like most of the other New Labour stalwarts featured in this post, was selected by Kinnock’s Labour Party machine – the Kinnock who knew about the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales, who along with his wife Glenys was a long-standing personal friend of Lord Cledwyn who concealed the wrongdoing of the paedophiles and their friends for years (see post ‘The Cradle of Filth’), who had recently selected Blair for the safe seat of Sedgefield next door to the Armstrong’s fortress. Blair – a barrister from London who had worked as a junior for the crooked barrister George Carman who knew about the paedophile gang in north Wales/Cheshire and who was married to Cherie – who worked in the same chambers as Carman and was ‘mentor’ to scores of other young barristers who were ignoring organised child abuse. Lest anyone think that I’m on the Grassy Knoll, I’ll just remind them that by this time Kinnock had embarked upon his ‘modernisation’ of the Labour Party and Mandelson was the man orchestrating it. It was for the 1987 General Election campaign that Mandy produced the infamous ‘Kinnock – the movie’ film, in which the elderly of south Wales were filmed saying what a nice boy Kinnock was and which featured shots of Kinnock and Glenys walking along the Great Orme, where neither of them lived or had ever lived. Mandy could have dug up just as many people from Wales who would have frothed at the mouth about Kinnock’s opposition to devolution, or people with whom he went to university who viewed him as a thick wally. Mandy could even have wheeled out Dr Tony Francis (Dr X)- a paedophiles’ friend from north Wales who was busy perjuring himself and telling others to do so as well in attempts to frame me after I complained about him, Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and Gwynedd Social Services breaking the law and threatening me – who told a number of students in north Wales who had also complained about the mental health services that he knew Kinnock from his time at Cardiff University.

In 1987 Mary Wych, Alison Taylor and I were all shouting as loudly as we could that something terrible was happening in north Wales. Alison was a Gwynedd social worker who blew the whistle on the abuse of children in care and alleged that a paedophile gang was at work.

 

So Milburn joined the Labour Party in 1983 for some unpublicised reason related to the failure of the campaign to have Piers Merchant removed from office. Alec McFadden remembers that Milburn enhanced his standing in Labour Party circles in the north east by editing a trade union sponsored tabloid called Rostrum. It was at this time that McFadden claimed that Milburn began to change his image – he lost his beard and long hair. In the mid-80s Milburn landed a job as co-ordinator of the Trade Union Studies Information Unit, an organisation that we are told was ‘County Council based’, although which County Council is not made clear. The problem of the abuse of children in the north east will have been located in the Local Authorities.

Milburn became Chair of the Newcastle-Upon-Tyne Central Constituency Labour Party.

In 1990 Milburn became the Business Development Officer for North Tyneside Borough Council and President of the North East Region of MSF. MSF was the union which represented many of the non-clinical staff in the NHS and in universities. In 1990 I was working at St George’s Hospital Medical School and gradually being hounded out of my job – one of the those involved was the Departmental rep for MSF, David Hole, who as far as I could work out was corrupt, as were some of his fellow MSF reps.

In 1990 Milburn secured the Labour nomination for the Tory marginal  seat of Darlington – the neighbouring constituency to Blair’s constituency Sedgefield. In April 1992 Milburn won the seat off Tory Michael Fallon – he who recently resigned from Theresa May’s Cabinet because he had touched a friend of many years standing on the knee whilst having a meal with her. No-one has yet found out the real reason why Fallon scarpered, but I notice that Fallon was PPS to dear old Cecil Parkinson in 1987. Whilst Sir Peter Morrison was busy with boys in north Wales and Cheshire as well as in other parts of the UK. On one occasion Morrison was seen driving away from Bryn Estyn with one of the boys in his car. The Bryn Estyn which was employing Matt Arnold and Peter Howarth who had relocated there from the Axwell Park Approved School in Gateshead – where there had been allegations that Howarth had molested youngsters.

Milburn was elected as MP for Darlington in April 1992 – at the same General Election which saw Piers Merchant elected for Beckenham, at the General Election in which Sir Peter Morrison stood down as an MP. Another very well-known figure was elected to a constituency in the north east of England at the same General Election – Mandelson. He was elected for Hartlepool. Just days after that election, five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were killed in an arson attack started by a petrol bomb thrown into the building after they had all been invited to a party (see post ‘The Silence of the Welsh Lambs’). The man who allegedly confessed to starting the fire was hit by a lorry and killed a few days later and one of the survivors of the fire who had also been in care in north Wales as a child was found dead in questionable circumstances at a later point after he told people that victims of the paedophile gang in north Wales were being murdered because they had knowledge of sexual liaisons involving politicians. At the time of the fire, police investigations into a possible paedophile ring in north Wales and Cheshire involving public figures had begun.

Milburn became good mates with Blair, Hilary Armstrong, Mandy and the in-crowd. Alec McFadden told the BBC that he and Milburn drifted apart after Milburn became an MP. Milburn has denounced his own beliefs from his days in the Marxist book shop as ‘crackers’. McFadden also stated that ‘Alan has said it would be foolhardy to be in total opposition to Mr Blair’ and that Milburn ‘doesn’t have the right to choose for himself and decide policy’. Yes but when witnesses to a paedophile ring are being murdered Milburn it’s time to speak up or at least disentangle yourself from the people who are either doing it, concealing it or keeping a lid on it in order to become PM.

McFadden mentioned that Steven Byers was another ‘old mate’  who had effectively sold out. Byers was another ally of Blair who was based in the north east of England. He was elected as MP for Wallsend in 1992 and when that constituency was abolished was elected for the safe seat of North Tyneside, 1997-2010. Byers first stood for Parliament – for Hexham – in 1983. So he was someone else selected to stand for Labour whilst Kinnock was leader. Byers has a Chester connection – he went to Chester City Grammar School, then Chester College of Further Education. He read law at Liverpool Poly – as did the former leader of Plaid, that great friend to the paedophiles’ of north Wales, Ieuan Wyn Jones, although Jones is four years older than Byers. Byers then became a law lecturer at Newcastle University. He was elected a Councillor for North Tyneside District Council in 1980 and became Deputy leader of the Council in 1985 – someone else who will have heard about child abuse on his patch and who was on the doorstep when the Cleveland Child Abuse Scandal occurred.

In 1993 Byers became an ally of Blair when Byers became a member of the Home Affairs Select Committee. Byers subsequently identified himself as an ‘outrider’ for the New Labour project.

When Blair became Labour leader he appointed Byers as a Whip and when Blair became PM Byers was appointed Minister of State in the Department of Education and Employment under Secretary of State Estelle Morris. Morris famously resigned from that post saying that she realised that she wasn’t up to the job, was becoming unwell with the stress of it and would be much happier out of Gov’t. This resulted in Morris being widely derided for her honesty – but what if Morris had found herself surrounded by ruthless unscrupulous people who were building their careers on the back of their knowledge of something terrible which they were concealing?

When Byers was appointed as Chief Secretary to the Treasury in July 1998 he also became a member of the Privy Council. Stephen Byers was, variously: Minister of State for Education; Chief Secretary to the Treasury; Secretary of State for Trade and Industry and President of the Board of Trade; Secretary of State for Transport, Local Gov’t and the Regions. In 2010 Byers was caught in a lobbying scandal by journalists from the Sunday Times boasting of his access to Andrew Adonis and Mandelson and describing himself as a ‘cab for hire’. He did not resign from the Labour Party but was subsequently banned from Parliament for two years.

 

When Blair won the election in 1997 Milburn was appointed Minister of State for Health under Secretary of State Frank Dobson. Dobson was known to be completely opposed to any sort of privatisation of the NHS and is known for not having the sort of allegiance to Blair and New Labour that Milburn had. Dobson is generally portrayed as a genial Father Christmas character – he didn’t thrive under Blair’s regime but he was wheeled out by Blair in 2000 in an unsuccessful attempt to stop Ken Livingstone becoming London Mayor. However I note that Dobbo was elected as a Labour Councillor for Camden London Borough Council in 1971 and very soon became leader of the Labour Group on the Council and therefore Leader of the Council. He resigned in 1975 when he was appointed to the impartial role of Assistant Secretary of the Office of the Local Ombudsman, a job he retained until 1979.

Dobbo was MP for Holborn and St Pancras 1979-2015 – so he was around a very, very long time, particularly when one takes into his account his years on Camden Council. Dobbo was present throughout the paedophile years and involved with a Council choc full of future New Labour stars who were up to their necks in wrongdoing, including their silence regarding the organised abuse of children – including Tessa, David and John Mills (see posts ‘The London Connection’ and ‘Tower Hamlets, Paul Boateng and Tessa Jowell’).

I have mentioned many times on this blog that in the first few years after the new millennium figures were released which showed that Conwy in north west Wales had the second highest suicide rate for women in England and Wales. No-one could understand why because Conwy is a rural area, wealthy by north Wales standards and very desirable. There was never an investigation – which probably was no coincidence because an awful lot of people believed the problem was almost certainly related to the presence of the lethal Dr Tony Roberts as the psychiatrist leading the mental health team for Conwy, who’s goal in life seemed to be to cause as many patients as possible to commit suicide by refusing to believe that anyone was ill no matter how ill they were. In 2002 Tony Roberts did his best to kill me – he ordered an on-call GP to ‘do nothing’ on the grounds that I was a ‘known troublemaker’ after the GP contacted him and described me as ‘suicidal ++++’. Roberts then ordered every other doctor not to treat me, ignored letters from my lawyers telling him that I had a legal right to a second opinion and tried to have me framed for ‘threatening to kill’ Alun Davies, the manager of the Hergest Unit, after I had called Davies a fat idiot. The case subsequently fell apart and it was clear that the Angels and Top Doctors had perjured themselves but as ever there was no investigation into this. Neither has there yet been a resolution to a problem which I only uncovered last year – after that case collapsed, someone unlawfully altered the PNC to record a conviction of ‘violent disorder’ against my name and someone also forged a certificate of indictment stating that I had been convicted of ‘violent disorder’ (see post ‘Even More Confusion Regarding Those Legal Conundrums’). The former Chief Executive of the North West Wales NHS Trust Martin Jones somehow knew about all this when I didn’t. The North West Wales NHS Trust ran the Hergest Unit and employed both Tony Roberts and Alun Davies at the time, as well as the Angels who happily joined in with the perjury. I made a complaint to the GMC about Roberts but they took no action. Last year my lawyer forwarded me a copy of a document that had been found in the possession of the GMC – it was a forged letter, purporting to be from me, relating to my complaint about Roberts (see post ‘ The General Medical Council – And Yet Another Forged Document’).

My problems with Tony Roberts occurred in 2002 . When it was admitted that the suicide rate for women in Conwy was second only to the suicide rate for women in – Camden! We know that the problem in Conwy was Tony Roberts – Roberts was also a wider problem because somebody appointed this madman as clinical director of the Hergest Unit and then the fun really began.

But who or what was the problem in Camden? I don’t know much about Camden but I do know that although it contains an affluent area where Blair’s mates no doubt lived, one area – St Pancras – was the location of sex workers, including sex workers who were children in the care of the local authority. I say ‘was’ because I haven’t been there for years – I know that the railway station has been redeveloped and is now very grand – but when I lived in London in the late 80s/early 90s, I used to go through St Pancras and I saw those kids flogging their services. Many of them had very obvious serious mental health problems, as did a few other folk, including a man who seemed to be suffering from a serious psychotic condition who lived in that station and was sustained by the Mars Bars that the people who manned one of the stalls selling sweets gave him.

I was not the only person to notice what was going on in St Pancras Station. After I left London I watched a TV documentary about young homeless kids in London and it was revealed that many of them had left local authority ‘care’. At one point in the documentary, a group of young people were interviewed and angrily told the journo of the total disrespect with which they were treated by wider society, of the hassle that they received from the police and of the assaults that they received from thugs. One boy then yelled that everyone knew what was happening to them and that ‘the MP for [constituency bleeped out] is picking up young boys’.

It all happened on your patch Dobbo. Anything to declare whilst you tell us all how great the NHS is?

After a survey of his constituents in 2008 Frank Dobson was named as being one of the very worst MPs in terms of their responses to constituents’ correspondence. Out of 269 of constituents letters sent to Dobbo via WriteToThem.com, Dobbo had replied to just 69. Let me guess -if you were an Angel or Top Doctor who wrote to Dobbo about The Cuts, you’d get a reply by return of post. Concerned constituent asking Dobbo to help because of the terrible problems that you’re having with the mental health services or writing because you’re a resident who has discovered that the kids in the care of Camden Council are being abused or neglected? You’ll have been ignored.

 

Milburn was responsible for driving through PFI deals for hospitals. The PFI deals that are now costing the NHS a great deal of money, far more money than those bastard patients missing appointments or turning up at A&E making a nuisance of themselves because they are unwell, anxious and unable to get an appointment with their GP for three weeks.

Milburn obviously felt that he didn’t make much headway under Dobbo and it is said that Milburn drove through the desired NHS reforms later when he became Secretary of State for Health himself. Meanwhile, whilst Dobbo was Secretary of State for Health, before devolution made the NHS in Wales the responsibility of the National Assembly, the criminality and corruption in the NHS in north Wales continued unhindered. Whilst Dobbo the stooge sat there in office, all hell was unleashed where I lived because the Waterhouse Inquiry had begun and was taking evidence from the former kids in care who had been so seriously abused. The Hergest Unit very obviously started falling apart, the better staff left in droves, Dr Tony Francis had a nervous breakdown and took early retirement after publicly declaring that he loathed all of his colleagues, the consultants were all at each others throats anyway and the care of the patients – which was always very mediocre – basically stopped. The Hergest Unit had a day centre which was about the only part of the Unit which functioned properly and was led by a nurse who I think really did try her best to look after patients with serious long term illnesses against the backdrop of a paedophile gang and their protectors. The day centre was closed down and the nurse who ran it was redeployed as a travelling CBT therapist ‘in the community’. The nurse didn’t drive so spent nearly all of her time sitting on the bus travelling the long distances between the rural locations which she had to visit. Everyone could see that it was farcical, particularly as she was probably the most capable member of staff that the mental health service in Gwynedd had. She wasn’t nuts, she wasn’t a paedophile and she actually knew how to conduct CBT. So Alun Davies and Tony Roberts had her spending her days on a bus. Following the closure of the day centre, patients could be seen destitute around the local towns and a number of them died. The ones who died interestingly enough were those who could remember what went on in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh when Dafydd used to illegally bang up anyone who had complained about him or the paedophiles or who were the patients who had been the former residents of the children’s homes in north Wales. All care and support for them was withdrawn and the pleas of neighbours and other horrified onlookers were ignored. One patient who was left for dead was a close relative of a man whom Alan Milburn knows. She didn’t actually die – by some miracle – but she did become destitute. Her close relative who knows Milburn won’t have afforded her any protection – a family rift when they were young meant that he will not have felt any obligation to her and he’s a famous man in the public spotlight who would only feel embarrassment because of his seriously ill relative. But the patient concerned is someone who can remember the North Wales Hospital and what Dafydd did out there and is also someone who was sexually used by the staff herself. She’s ill but she’s not stupid, there’s no telling who she might name if someone looks after her and asks the right questions.

Another patient who became destitute although neighbours rang Gwynedd Social Services and the Top Doctors repeatedly begging for someone to take care of her as she visibly lost weight through severe malnourishment, lived in derelict buildings, ran out into the road in Bethesda and yelled abuse at the traffic etc used to entertain people who did talk to her by maintaining that she was a prostitute and a groupie. When she first told me all this, to my shame I presumed that it was just the ramblings of a very distressed person. Then I noticed that the rest of her observations were spot-on – and I learned that a paedophile ring had operated in the region for years, a ring which took kids in care and mental health patients to London, Brighton and Manchester and sold them for sex, including to well-known people. This woman’s particular claim to fame was that she had had sex with Mick Jagger. People would listen politely and she would simply repeat that honestly she had, when she was young, because she had been a groupie. She was the right vintage to have been a groupie in the 60s/70s, but I always presumed that she had probably had sex with some rather less high profile people but not actually Murdoch’s wife’s leftovers. Until the day that I saw a collection of photos of Jagger with some of his mates taken in the late 60s – and one of those in the photos was someone who’s network had definitely extended as far as the dispossessed of north Wales.

I also found out today that Jimmy Savile visited Bryn Estyn. I had heard rumours but I thought that they were no more than that. Apparently not – Savile was there and he whilst he was there he was entertained by watching Peter Howarth and others gang rape the boys in their care.

You don’t have to worry Dobbo/Milburn/Blair, nearly all those patients are now dead. They were systematically exterminated in full public view whilst you all spouted rubbish about ‘service user involvement’ and ‘rights and responsibilities’. Not forgetting ‘tough on crime and tough on the causes of crime’ of course.

As Minister of State under Dobbo, Milburn will have known what was going on in the NHS in north Wales, it did not pass unnoticed, there were letters to politicians from many people.

Milburn was moved from the post of Minister of State in the Dept of Health in Dec 1998 to the role of Chief Secretary to the Treasury.

By Dec 1998 the Waterhouse Inquiry had stopped hearing the witnesses evidence and had set about the process of discrediting them as much as possible in their Report which was subsequently published in Feb 2000. In Oct 1998 had Blair appointed Alun Michael as Secretary of State for Wales after Ron Davies’s moment of madness on Clapham Common, which resulted in Alun Michael subsequently becoming First Secretary (now known as First Minister) of the newly created National Assembly for Wales, an appointment that just about no-one supported but Blair. Alun Michael resigned as First Secretary and as Leader of Welsh Labour in Feb 2000. The month in which the Waterhouse Report was published. William Hague, who as Secretary of State for Wales under John Major had orchestrated the cover-up which was Waterhouse, by this time was leader of the Tory Party in Opposition – he’d been appointed to that role in June 1997, having done everyone a massive favour re Waterhouse.

The reason that Milburn was moved to the Treasury however was because Mandy had been forced to resign as Secretary of State for the DTI after the business of the huge undeclared loan from Paymaster General Geoffrey Robinson. Stephen Byers was appointed Secretary of State for DTI in Mandy’s place and Milburn replaced Byers as Chief Secretary to the Treasury. Milburn was Chief Secretary to the Treasury under Chancellor of the Exchequer Gordon Brown.

In Oct 1999 – four months before the Waterhouse Report was published – Milburn replaced Dobbo as Secretary of State for Health. Whilst Secretary of State, Milburn battled with Gordon over NHS funding  and the establishment of NHS foundation hospitals. Gordon famously did release the purse strings for the NHS and it received a great deal of money, as did the Top Doctors personally. Concerns were raised within the Labour Party that foundation hospitals would lead to a two-tier NHS. No-one mentioned the possibility that patient harm and deaths would be concealed by Trusts in their efforts to achieve foundation status. Meanwhile at Mid-Staffs things were going dreadfully wrong – and everybody in the Dept of Health lied through their teeth, fiddled the stats and concealed thousands of deaths.

Milburn resigned as Secretary of State unexpectedly in June 2003 and no-one quite understood why, particularly as he had been identified for promotion. He trotted out the usual lame excuses of the exhaustion and stress with all the commuting between London and the north east and wanting to spend more time with his partner and two children. When Milburn resigned Peter Cordy, the Chief Exec of Macmillan Cancer Relief, said that Milburn had ‘played a pivotal role’ in developing and introducing the NHS cancer plan. UNISON General Secretary Dave Prentis ‘praised Mr Milburn’s dedication’ regarding the ‘difficult job that he had to do in turning around our NHS after 20 years of neglect’. That’s the Dave Prentis who represented thousands of NHS workers, including those employed in the north Wales mental health services at the time who were neglecting and abusing their patients and committing perjury in attempts to frame them. A leading light in COHSE, one of the unions that eventually merged to form UNISON, was David Williams, a ‘nurse’ from the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, who had worked there whilst Gwynne the lobotomist was still incapacitating people for life if they dared to complain about the Top Doctors or paedophiles assaulting them (see post ‘A Very COHSE Relationship With Some Very Nasty People’).

Milburn made a brief return to Gov’t in 2004 when he was appointed Minister for the Cabinet Office and Chancellor of the Duchy of Lancaster to enable him to lead the campaign for the 2005 General Election, but it got off to a bad start and Milburn stood back from the campaign.

In 2007 Milburn launched the 20:20 website with Charles Clarke. Clarke was a researcher for Kinnock and then became Chief of Staff of Kinnock’s office. Lady Margaret Jay, the daughter of former Labour PM Jim Callaghan Chaired the launch. That’s the Jim Callaghan who visited Glenys Kinnock’s parents’ at their house in Holyhead with Lord Cledwyn, who concealed the paedophile gang in north Wales (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’).

After resigning as Secretary of State to spend more time with his partner and children, Milburn remained a busy man. He took a £30k pa job as an advisor with Bridgepoint Capital, a venture capitalist company with investments in private medical companies. Bridgepoint was involved with a group of care homes which were named and shamed as neglecting their patients. I also remember seeing the name of Chris Patten in connection with Bridgepoint.

Whilst Secretary of State for Health, Milburn made strident attacks on the junk food industry and claimed that the biggest world health problem is chronic illness caused by junk food, including fizzy drinks. After he resigned he called on Ministers to ban snack vending machines from schools.

In May 2007 Milburn accepted a £27k pa post with PepsiCo to assist in building a healthier image for the company. Milburn sat on the nutritional advisory board which was set up by the UK arm of PepsiCo. Philip Gould, another good mate of Blair’s and a key figure in New Labour, sat on the board as well. PepsiCo stated that they hoped that Milburn’s Ministerial track record ‘would be of enormous value’. That’s why this December that huge red juggernaut going under the name of the Coca Cola Truck will be arriving at a town near you to flog sugary fizz with no nutritional value at all to kids gearing up for Christmas.

Milburn is Chair of Global Advisors for Mars Incorporated, is also on the Board of Bridgepoint’s ‘portfolio company’ Diaverum AB and is a Board member of Apos Therapy. Dear old Stuart Rose sits on Bridgepoint’s European Advisory Board, along with Milburn. Milburn is also a member of the Strategic Advisory Board at WellDoc and Vice-Chair, Lloyds Pharmacy Advisory Board.

In Jan 2015 the Guardian reported that Bridgepoint were the major shareholders in Care UK, which is involved in outsourcing NHS services.

Milburn is Chair of iwantgreatcare Ltd.

Milburn also works for PwC. He is the Chair of their Health Industries Oversight Board.

Milburn co-authored an opinion piece for the Financial Times with John Hutton, another Blair ally and a Cabinet Minister between 2005-09. Their article urged the current Labour leadership to embrace the records of the Gov’ts of which they were a part. Hutton is a consultant to Lockhead Martin, an advisor to the Bechtel Corporation and a non-executive Director of Circle Holdings plc. Circle was the firm which failed to deliver and actually pulled out after receiving a contract to manage Hinchingbrooke Hospital in Cambridgeshire.

Milburn was a member of Ed Miliband’s ‘top team’, along with Mandy and Alistair Campbell.

Milburn became Chancellor of Lancaster University in 2014 and the University’s website states that Milburn is involved in charitable projects as diverse as working with Blair in Africa to acting as a Trustee for Yorkshire Sculpture Park.

In Nov 2017 the Telegraph reported that A.M. Strategy, a private company set up by Milburn after leaving Gov’t, had made more than £500k in the past year and had accumulated over £1 million in profits since its establishment. Milburn directs this company with his long-term girlfriend Ruth Briel, the person whom he resigned from Gov’t to spend more time with.

In much the same way that Milburn didn’t slow down at all after his resignation from Gov’t, I’m not sure that Ruth has much spare time herself to spend with Milburn. As well as being a Director of A.M. Strategy, Ruth is Dr Ruth Briel, a Top Doctor – an NHS consultant psychiatrist and clinical director at the Tees, Esk and Wear Valleys NHS Foundation Trust. She is a member of the Academic Health Sciences Network for the North East and North Cumbria as well as Chief Operating Officer for the NHS Leadership Academy.

Briel is involved with NHS Improvement who have been completely unable to improve the NHS at all. She sits on the Senior Advisory Group ‘to advise and enable the creation of an improvement movement across the NHS in England’. Many Board members of NHS Improvement are known to this blog and include: Chris Hopson of NHS Providers; Dr Matthew Patrick of the South London and Maudsley NHS Foundation Trust; Jim Mackey of NHS Improvement; Prof Chris Ham of the Kings Fund; Roy Lilley of the Academy of Fab NHS Stuff; Will Warburton of The Health Foundation; Prof Maxine Power of Salford Royal NHS Foundation Trust; Nigel Edwards of the Nuffield Trust; Lord Ara Darzi; Prof Sir John Burn of Newcastle University.

John Burn is Professor of Clinical Genetics as Newcastle University. At least some of his research is or has been funded by Cancer Research UK, the leading lights of which are those people whom I witnessed behaving so badly in 1987 (see post ‘A cause Close To Our Hearts’). Burn studied at Newcastle Medical School, 1976-80 and led the regional NHS Genetics Society for 20 years. He helped to create the Centre for Life in Newcastle which houses the regions Fertility and Genetics Services. Burn launched ID testing company Northgene Ltd in 1995; Chairs DNA device company QuantuMDx; is a non-executive Director of NHS England; Executive Chair of Global Varione Ltd. He was genetics lead for the UK NIHR (National Institute of Health Research); the previous lead clinician for UK NHS (North East); was Director of the Institute of Genetic Medicine at Newcastle University (2005-10); President of the European Society for Human Genetics (2007).

Presumably Professor Sir John Burn is well-acquainted with Milburn, Ruth and their mates.

Just a couple of days ago it was announced that Ian Dalton CBE is to be the new Chief Exec of NHS Improvement. Dalton is currently the CEO of Imperial College Healthcare NHS Trust, a collection of teaching hospitals, some of which have been involved in research fraud and very questionable practices for decades (see posts ‘A Cause Close To Our Hearts’ and ‘I Don’t Believe It!’). He was President, Global Gov’t and Health, BT Global Services, April 2014-Sept 2016; President, Global Heath, BT Global Services, May 2013-April 2014; Chief Operating Officer and Deputy Chief Executive, NHS England, 2012-13; Chief Executive, NHS North of England, 2011-12; MD, Provider Development, UK Dept of Health, 2010-12; Chief Executive, NHS North East, 2007-11; National Director, NHS Flu Resilience, UK Dept of Health, May 2009-10; Chief Exec, North Tees and Hartlepool NHS Trust, 2005-07; Chief Exec, North Cheshire Hospitals NHS Trust, 2003-05.

So there we are – Dalton has presided over a long and glorious history of NHS failure, catastrophe and cover-up in regions of the country where child abuse connected to organised crime has caused havoc but luckily Ian Dalton was at the heart of the network of Blair and his mates, so he just carried on climbing upwards.

 

Ruth Briel is also listed as a Director of North East Transformation System Ltd and her address was given as Gateshead Health Trust HQ.

Briel has had a very long association with the NHS in the north east, particularly the mental health services. She qualified from Newcastle University Medical School in 1988. In the aftermath of the Cleveland Child Abuse Scandal, just as Butler-Sloss’s Inquiry into it all was underway. There is no way that Ruth and her peers will not have been discussing that and indeed hearing some of what really went on. It is highly likely that Briel personally knows some of those who were key players in that scandal – a scandal which resulted in hundreds of children being removed from the care of their parents, most of whom Butler-Sloss quietly later admitted had not been abused. More recently authorities in Cleveland admitted that ‘mistakes were made’. The biggest mistake was the complete concealment by all agencies of the en masse abuse of children in care by a series of paedophile gangs with links to each other across the UK which operated through the social services.

The information provided in this blog post does of course back up the information in my post ‘The Newcastle-Upon-Tyne Connection’.

 

So those are some of the people who led the NHS during those years following the Waterhouse Inquiry whilst the surviving witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were systematically exterminated. It’s a rather different story to the one that launched Milburn’s political career – the story of the son of a single mother who worked as an NHS secretary and who was brought up on a council estate and never recovered from the Council painting his front door the same colour as everyone else’s on the estate. I know that was a bit of a liberty Alan, but it couldn’t have been that traumatic – it’s not as if you were murdered when you were fire-bombed because you had information about politicians molesting children.

 

 

 

A Trabant That Wants To Be A Ferrari…

The Guardian Online recently published a feature on neurosurgeon Henry Marsh who has carried out much work in the Ukraine. Henry is showing them all how to do it out there and remarked that the Ukraine is like a Trabant that wants to be a Ferrari. Henry has featured on this blog previously (see post ‘News Round Up, May 12 2017’). He spent most of his career at the Atkinson Morley Hospital and St George’s Hospital Medical School. I have never met Henry Marsh nor did I ever hear anything about him whilst I worked at St George’s, but his colleagues concealed the criminal activities of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones, Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) and Gwynedd Social Services, who in turn were facilitating a paedophile ring (see post ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London…’). Henry Marsh may be a thoroughly decent man but he must have known what some of his colleagues were getting up to, particularly as one of them, Professor Oliver Brooke, was imprisoned for the possession of child porn in 1986 and two others, Professor Geoffrey Chamberlain and Malcolm Pearce, perpetuated a major research fraud which became a public scandal in 1994 (see post ‘I Don’t Believe It!’).

The Ukraine is by no means the only Trabant that wants to be a Ferrari. St George’s experienced the same phenomenon, as did huge swathes of the rest of the UK medical establishment and they haven’t changed. Who knows, the Top Doctors in the Ukraine might be prepared to actually do some work in an effort to transform themselves into a Ferrari, instead of simply bullying, lying and cheating…

I was reminded of my days at dear old St George’s again yesterday – I had the biggest surprise that I’ve had for a long while. I am currently reading Jon Snow’s book ‘Shooting History, A Personal Journey’ and I have reached the chapter in which Snow describes his trip to El Salvador in 1981, by which time the Salvadorean Civil War was underway. The US-backed El Salvadorean junta’s death squads were massacring civilians and Snow saw bodies everywhere, including bodies of children, but the guerrillas of the FMLN who were fighting the junta were incredibly dangerous as well. The FMLN was the main participant in the Salvadorean Civil War and they raised funds for their activities by holding up any unarmed vehicles and robbing the occupants. The FMLN killed people too. Jon Snow’s book mentions that he – whilst working at that time for ITN – had an incredibly helpful ‘informant’ from whom most of his scoops came, who had grown up in El Salvador, founded a guerrilla movement and had then fled to London in fear of his life. In 1981 Snow’s informant was FMLN’s representative in Europe. Snow wrote his book in 2004 and mentions that at the time of writing the former guerrilla was a member of the medical establishment in London and had been part of a Nobel Prize winning team. Snow tells us that the man in question was Dr Salvador Muncada. I knew exactly who Snow was talking about – it was the pharmacologist Salvadore Moncada (Snow spelt his name incorrectly), who is now Professor Sir Salvadore Moncada. The vile specimens whom I worked with at St George’s were colleagues and friends of Moncada and I heard much about him. Not that any of us were told that he was a former guerrilla from El Salvador – the story given to the uninitiated was that Moncada ‘was Spanish’ and was ‘really brilliant’. Moncada was Director of Research for the Wellcome Trust Laboratories at that time. Something else was said about Moncada as well – that he would definitely be receiving a Nobel Prize. Moncada’s glory rubbed off on those working with him – I was told by medical students and staff at St George’s that Patrick Vallance,  Moncada’s mate and the man who told me that Moncada was Spanish, was probably in line for a Nobel Prize as well. Patrick Vallance was a physician and pharmacologist at St George’s who, like Henry Marsh, knew how serious the misconduct of some of his colleagues was. I don’t know how many people at St George’s knew what the reality of Moncada’s history was – the students won’t have known, but I bet that Vallance did.

When I was at St George’s, Patrick Vallance was one of the people whom I had a very bad experience with. I had been asked to work with him when I first arrived there and everything started off very well – which was how I got to hear about the wonders of Moncada and it was mentioned that I should try and work with him myself one day. Then, as explained previously on this blog, senior colleagues at St George’s started becoming very angry indeed that I had made complaint about the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales and I was literally ordered not to make any more representations about them and to forget about north Wales and make a life in London. This was not friendly advice from concerned people, it was a command accompanied by threats to my career. I had no idea at that time that people at St George’s had direct links with those we know and love in north Wales and that some of the parties had been in direct contact with each other and had even been intercepting my mail at St George’s. People in the dept in which I was based, the Dept of Obstetrics and Gynaecology, became incredibly aggressive and hostile towards me although they weren’t particularly pleasant to anyone – workplace bullying, class based snobbery and casual racism were the order of the day there (see post ‘St George’s Hospital Medical School, 1989/1990…’). The poison did not seem to have spread to the Pharmacology Dept where Patrick Vallance was based, so I just presumed that they were all a bit unhinged in Obs and Gynae. My work with the pharmacologists was going very well and after a while a visiting Prof arrived at St George’s to review  people’s work. He asked to see my work and when I showed him my results he became very enthusiastic and told me that I really ought to show them to Professor John Vane, his colleague at Barts because he thought that I might have hit on something quite exciting. The visiting Prof, Nick Wald, was not a pharmacologist, he was an epidemiologist. I told my PhD supervisor, the dreadful Cathy Wilson, that Prof Wald wanted me to go over to Barts to see John Vane, whereupon Cathy Wilson screamed at me that someone like me doesn’t go to see John Vane, didn’t I realise that he was such a big name that he had been given a knighthood. I tried to explain that Prof Nick Wald knew John Vane and that this was virtually an invitation – whereupon Wilson ordered me not to contact John Vane.

After I was banned from contacting John Vane, I encountered a problem. Some of my equipment in the lab in the Dept of Pharmacology broke down. An even bigger problem was that no-one would fix it. I told a number of people that the water bath was faulty and I was ignored. I then stopped using it, hoping for it be repaired – only to be faced with Wilson hurling abuse at me for being lazy and ordering me to get back to work. With the faulty water bath in the pharmacology dept. I had no choice but to work with the faulty water bath. At which point Patrick Vallance walked into the lab, hit the roof and told me that he would not believe any of my data. He never spoke to me again. No-one offered to fix the water bath. I was not provided with any more equipment. Shortly after, I was arrested at the behest of the paedophiles friends’ in north Wales – after they had perjured themselves and had even been told by their own lawyers to drop their litigation against me. I left St George’s and was very glad to see the back of all of them, but as regular readers of this blog know, my adventures simply continued when and after I was admitted to Springfield Hospital, the mental health unit attached to St George’s (see post ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London…).

Until recently, I presumed that the madness of St George’s was confined to the Dept of Psychiatry and the Obs and Gynae Dept. It has become very clear that it wasn’t. I had also always presumed that Vallance and his colleagues were not involved in the sort of lies and deception that some others at St George’s were up to their eye-balls in and that he had genuinely not understood that I had been told to work with faulty equipment, had presumed that none of my results could ever have been used and that’s why he stormed off.

I have since received information that there was a substantial problem throughout St George’s with corruption, that it was long-standing and permeated the whole of the institution. So after reading about Salvadore Moncada’s history as a terrorist in El Salvadore and realising that Patrick Vallance was passing him off as Spanish, I thought that I’d see what I could find out about Moncada.

Salvadore Moncada’s wiki entry tells us he was born in Dec 1944 in Honduras but that he moved to El Salvador with his family in 1948. Moncada studied medicine at Facultad de Medicina, Universidad de El Salvador, 1962-70 and in 1971 arrived in London to do a PhD with John Vane in the Dept of Pharmacology at the Institute of Basic Medical Sciences at the Royal College of Surgeons. After a short period of research in Honduras, Moncada then moved to the Wellcome Research Labs at Beckenham, Kent, where he became Director of Research in 1986. In 1996 Moncada moved to UCL where he set up the Wolfson Institute for Biomedical Research, of which he was Director until 2012.

Wiki tells us that whilst at the Royal College of Surgeons Moncada collaborated in the discovery that aspirin-like drugs inhibit prostaglandin synthesis; that in 1975 at the Wellcome Labs he led the team which discovered thromboxane synthase and the vasodilator prostacyclin; that whilst Director of Research at Wellcome Moncada presided over the discovery and development of lamotrigine (an anti-epilepsy drug), atovaquone (an anti-malarial) and zomig (a migraine treatment), as well as initiating work which resulted in the development of lapatinib (for the treatment of breast cancer). We are also told by wiki that Moncada was responsible for the identification of nitric oxide as a biological mediator, that the work regarding the biological synthesis of nitric oxide in the cardiovascular system came from his lab, as well as some fundamental information about the role of nitric oxide in the peripheral CNS and in cancer. Moncada’s later work focused on areas of mitochondrial biology and cell metabolism. Most recently, his work has led to the finding of the molecular mechanism that co-ordinates cell proliferation.

 

When I was left to work with broken equipment in 1990, Patrick Vallance was working with Moncada on nitric oxide and vascular pathology and it was this work which people were raving about and expecting them to bag a Nobel Prize for. Moncada was indeed at that time Director of Research at the Wellcome Labs – that bit at least is true. Whilst wiki doesn’t pretend that Moncada is Spanish, it makes no mention of him leading a guerrilla movement or fleeing to London to save his skin. Or of having been the FMLN’s representative in Europe. Now if one is following a career as a Top Doctor and is in pursuit of a Nobel Prize, I can understand that one wouldn’t advertise one’s former activities as the leader of a guerrilla movement – in 1981, when Snow maintains that Moncada was the representative of the FMLN in Europe, the FMLN was perceived as being on the side of the poor and dispossessed but it was still closely associated with guerrillas. It wasn’t until 1992 that the FMLN became a legal political party of the left in El Salvador. Even then FMLN replaced their former guerrilla leader with a TV journalist in an effort to clean up their image. The FMLN was formed in Oct 1980 as an umbrella group for five long-standing guerrilla movements – all with incredibly bloody, brutal histories. Moncada left for London in 1971 – long, long before the FMLN even tried to attain a degree of acceptance politically. He was presumably the leader of one of the guerrilla groups which later formed the FMLN – there is info available about those groups, but Moncada’s name does not appear online. Wouldn’t be too good for PR would it Salvadore?

So – I wondered how Salvadore had managed to gain a foothold in London in 1971 in John Vane’s research team. It’s not every day that the leader of a terrorist group knocks on the door of a pharmacology research team and is registered for a PhD. Being me, I wondered of Moncada might have had some very damning info about the US-backed regime in El Salvador, which could have been massively politically sensitive and useful to people wanting to help him. He probably did – he obviously retained a big interest in El Salvadorean politics for a very long while, because in 1981 he was the FMLN’s representative in Europe. As well as discovering all these new drugs and molecules – er, are you thinking what I’m thinking? Something’s not right here. Being a world leading scientist is not a part-time activity.

It is well-established that during the Salvadorean Civil War, the US-backed junta did the most appalling things. This was when nothing could be allowed to disrupt Thatcher’s special relationship with Reagan, not even death squads assassinating nuns, priests, doctors, nurses, journos, pregnant women and children. Moncada will have had the most serious dirt on many people and he will have known how to use it – he was a former guerrilla leader turned political negotiator. It could explain some of that funding that he was so successful in landing…

I now realise why I was not allowed near John Vane et al. Christ almighty, I was blowing the whistle on a bunch of Top Doctors in north Wales who were involved in criminal activities, what was I going to do if I discovered that a former guerrilla leader was a big cheese in UK pharmacology and that yet more lies were being told?

However, the mysteries regarding Professor Sir Salvadore just deepened when I read more.

In April 2005 the Times Higher Education Supplement published an article by Anna Fazackerley regarding her meeting ‘a living legend’. Yes, Anna had met Salvadore – according to Anna, Salvadore is ‘south American’ and Salvadore stated that ‘I’m not interested in the limelight’. Anna tells us that Moncada trained as a doctor in El Salvador in the late 1960s, ‘although he says that he never seriously considered a clinical career…while he was studying he grew increasingly angry about the political abuses he saw in his country and decided that he had to speak out. As a result, he was imprisoned, persecuted and finally expelled.’

Moncada did more than ‘speak out’. He led a guerrilla movement. They were not very nice – they murdered people. Not just members of the junta either – anyone who got in their way, including the poor and dispossessed, women and children.

Anna quotes Moncada as saying ‘I have a basic disgust for injustice. The worst form of injustice – from one human directly to another – is what I cannot bear’.

So THAT’S why he became a violent terrorist before he cleaned up his act and worked as a pharmacologist with colleagues who assisted some criminals who were facilitating a paedophile ring!

Why did Salvadore murder people? It was because he was ‘moved’ ‘to do things in a society that was so corrupt’. So what’s your explanation for working with that bunch of shits at St George’s who assisted a paedophile ring then Salvadore?

Fazackerley notes that ‘although the consequences were severe, he is unrepentant. “I’m not sorry, not at all. My views haven’t changed – I’ve mellowed with age but I still feel the same way”…’

Why would this man ever worry about the victims of the North Wales Paedophile Ring who were found dead after they’d complained?

Moncada’s account to the THES – as told by Fazackerley – of how he arrived in the UK is fascinating. It was ‘an accident of fate’. After he was ‘banished to the Honduras where he was born, the young Moncada was separated from his wife who remained in El Salvador. They used to meet in neighbouring Guatemala and it was here that a friend and Professor of Physiology ‘pulled strings’ to get him in the UK. The friend, Fernando Molina, wrote a letter of recommendation to a colleague from his student days at the Royal College of Surgeons in London, the pharmacologist (and Nobel laureate) John Vane. An answer came almost immediately. Vane didn’t know who this chap Moncada was but if his friend Molina rated him that was qualification enough. In February 1971 Moncada, who barely spoke any English, joined Vane’s team in London. Within months his name was on one of three now classic papers…his stellar research career had begun’.

OK. Many PhD supervisors do accept students on the recommendation of their colleagues, but they do usually want evidence of the potential student’s work. Moncada hadn’t been working in pharmacology – he’d been leading a terrorist movement. Furthermore, he spoke barely a word of English. The London Medical Schools are not only centres of entrenched racism – even today, let alone in 1971 – but the language of science is English. Particularly in England. How did Moncada manage to get by in the lab on a day to day basis, yet alone contribute to three classic papers within months of beginning a PhD? Any PhD student knows that finding your feet and waiting for the first results, let along writing them up as three classic articles, is not something that is achieved ‘within months’ of registering for your PhD.

As for coming to the UK – Moncada told the THES that the ‘majority of my classmates went to the US for training and several have had very successful careers there’ but ‘for me coming to the UK was the right choice. I’ve been treated extremely well and have been given all sorts of opportunities’.

Moncada couldn’t have gone to the US – he’d have been arrested or assassinated. In fact I’m very surprised that Moncada hasn’t been assassinated in the UK. International terrorism is not a nice business. Er – did you by any chance change your identity Moncada? Is that why your name doesn’t appear anywhere in relation to the FMLN?

WHO is Professor Sir Salvadore Moncada?
And how did he deal with those trivialities like a passport and ID when he entered the UK after being expelled from El Salvador following his imprisonment for terrorist activities?

Anna of the THES mentions that the phrase ‘good fortune’ crops up a lot in his conversations. Good fortune? A massive criminal network is what I suspect has been responsible for Moncada’s success.

Things get even less clear when one reads an interview with Moncada conducted with Richard Thomas as part of a Wellcome Trust Project conducted by Dr Tilli Tansey (Wellcome Trust Centre for the History of Medicine, UCL) and Professor Leslie Iversen (Dept of Pharmacology, University of Oxford). During this interview Moncada explains that his mother’s family were European Jews who left Europe in approx. 1938 and fled to Honduras and that whilst at medical school in El Salvador, Moncada was a ‘student activist’. In this interview once more Moncada tells us how after he was expelled from El Salvador he used to meet his family monthly in Guatemala – he had a small daughter who lived with his wife in Honduras. Moncada explains that he knew Professor Fernando Molina of Guatemala because he had been on Sabbatical in El Salvador when Moncada was a student, so he asked Molina if he could help him get to Europe. Molina told Moncada that he had known John Vane about seven or eight years previously when he worked with Vane at the Royal College of Surgeons. Molina had been friends with John Vane and although Molina hadn’t written to John Vane for six or seven years, Molina was happy to drop him a line. After the meeting with Molina, Moncada went back to El Salvador and his wife and daughter returned to Honduras. ‘Almost by return of post’ Vane wrote back to Moncada and said ‘I don’t know who you are. I don’t know anything about your background, but if my good friend Fernando Molina is saying you can come here, I will take you’.

There are still no clues as to why John Vane accepted as a PhD student an overseas graduate about whom he knew absolutely nothing who had not shown any interest in a career in pharmacology. Who funded Moncada whilst he was working for Vane? It won’t have been his country because they’d imprisoned him and thrown him out. Why was this enormous favour done for Moncada – by one Professor whom Moncada had bumped into as an undergrad whilst the Professor was on a sabbatical and by one of the biggest names in UK pharmacology? We also have a new rather interesting part of Moncada’s biography to consider now – his mother’s family were European Jews who had fled the rise of the Nazis. Why the hell did they go to Honduras? It was not a standard destination for Jews escaping Hitler. But can we believe any part of this biography – Moncada was a terrorist who had escaped to the UK rather than be assassinated, it’s not likely that even years later he’d be providing details of who he was in public lectures. People who have fled death squads usually remain very cautious for the rest of their lives.

In this interview Moncada also goes on to talk about his career. He mentions arriving to work with John Vane at the Royal College of Surgeons in 1971 and how in 1982 Vane received the Nobel Prize for the discovery of prostaglandin. Moncada explains that then Patrick Vallance, who was just finishing his medical studies at St George’s, got in touch with Moncada and asked if he could work as a post-doc at the Wellcome Research Laboratories. During this interview, Moncada explains that he left the Wellcome Research Laboratories when Glaxo brought them because he wanted to continue to be in an environment of scientific discovery rather than purely drug discovery. Thus Moncada left Wellcome and established the Wolfson Institute at UCL.

The one part of his story that Moncada is consistent about is his arrival in London in Feb 1971 after a Professor whom he knew on a fairly casual basis recommended him to John Vane, whom that Professor had worked with seven or eight years previously and that John Vane simply accepted Moncada as part of his team despite knowing nothing about him.

Perhaps them Salvadore can explain why on John Vane’s wiki entry there is a nice photo of him with John Vane which wiki tells us is a photo of them ‘from the Sixties’. We can’t ask John Vane to explain because he’s dead, so it’s down to you Salvadore – and if you want to be arsey about this and claim that wiki has made a mistake, the date of that photo can easily be verified because it is a photo of you both standing in someone’s lab and it will be quite easy to correlate the date of the lab equipment in the photo as well as the age, hair, beard etc of you and Vane.

We have established that Moncada was safely well away from El Salvador when the civil war began and that in 1981 he was not only the representative for the FMLN in Europe, but according to Jon Snow Moncada was also providing information to Snow and ITN about the FMLN. Snow is clear that he hates the El Salvadorean military junta, but he does acknowledge that the FMLN guerrillas are dangerous as well. Whilst Snow was in El Salvador, Alexander Hague under Reagan’s new administration maintained that the FMLN arms were being supplied by the Soviets – Snow’s brief from his bosses at ITN was to infiltrate the FMLN in order to ascertain whether their weapons were from the Soviet Union. Jon Snow maintains that they were not – but I’m interested that not only did he have that remit from his bosses at ITN, but that Moncada was his informant. The fact that Moncada was a useful informant suggests that Moncada – whilst leading the world in pharmacology – still had incredibly close connections with the guerrillas in El Salvador, but I doubt that the FMLN knew that he was providing information to UK journalists. Snow’s book makes it clear that he and his  colleagues would have been killed themselves if anyone had realised that they were journalists secretly photographing events in El Salvador.

So in 1981 ITN seemed to be using its journos to assist the US in its foreign policy objectives -by the use of an informant who was a former terrorist who had a very cosy relationship with the Royal College of Surgeons. Would any of the leftovers from Thatcher’s first administration who are still alive like to explain all of this?

Moncada graduated in 1970 and arrived in London in Feb 1971, after leading a guerrilla movement. He hadn’t done much medicine at medical school then. If he had been imprisoned, that must have been after he graduated, so he obviously left for London asap. This was ten years before the civil war broke out, so what was going on in El Salvador at the time?

The PDC, the National Coalition Party, was active in El Salvadorean politics. It was led by Napolean Duarte who had been the Mayor of San Salvador, 1964-70. Duarte was preparing to run for President with the political grouping the UNO (National Opposition Union). In the event, Duarte lost the 1972 Presidential election to the ex-Minister of the Interior, Col Arturo Armando Molina. Notice that surname??? I don’t know anything about Central America, it could be that Molina is their equivalent of Smith, but you never know… The election was widely viewed as being fraudulent, with Molina being declared the winner although Duarte received the majority of votes. Duarte supported the request of a group of army officers to back a revolt to protest the fraud – he was captured, tortured and exiled. Duarte lost a few fingers to his captors and went to Venezuela. He returned to El Salvador in 1979 and was installed as a an acceptable face for a President with the help of Washington. By that time the lethal Roberto D’Aubuisson aka Major Bob had exerted his reign of terror over El Salvador and Duarte admitted that he was powerless in the face of Major Bob and his death squads. Washington wanted Duarte as the official face of the Gov’t, but Major Bob had contacts with US intelligence, with the political right and with the military. He was unstoppable and completely out of hand – it was assumed that it had been him who had given the order to assassinate Archbishop Oscar Romero whilst he was holding mass in his Church in San Salvador in 1980, the event which effectively began the civil war. In 1982 Major Bob became President of the Constituent Assembly. The US then stopped even pretending to oppose Major Bob and backed him. Major Bob ended up as President of El Salvador and his party ARENA spent many years in Gov’t.

What was happening in the US as Moncada escaped El Salvador and was embraced by John Vane and the Royal College of Surgeons? Nixon was in office, the Vietnam War was still underway and the US were busy covertly supporting the opponents of Salvador Allende in Chile – which led to the coup in Sept 1973 during which Allende was murdered and Thatcher’s mate Pinochet installed as leader. In early 1971, Chairman Mao invited a team of American table tennis players to China, which was considered a breakthrough in relations – in July 1971 it was announced that Nixon would visit China the following Feb. Following the thawing of relations with China, there were negotiations for Nixon and his wife to visit Moscow – which they did in May 1972, where they met Leonid Brezhnev. All these negotiations were considered important because they persuaded the Soviets and Chinese to reduce their support for the Viet Cong. A knock on effect was the US scaling down its Space Programme – in July 1972 it was announced that there would be a five year co-operative programme between NASA and the Soviet Space Programme.

As for the UK, when Moncada made his appearance in the Royal College of Surgeons – Ted Heath was in Gov’t, with all the attendant problems…

 

I have seen how much the Top Doctors and an assortment of politicians milked their knowledge of the North Wales Paedophile Ring and how much havoc that caused and continues to cause decades later. Salvadore Moncada was a terrorist in exile who continued to have involvement in the politics of a dirty, brutal civil war in which no-one knows how many people disappeared and an estimated 75,000 people died. I can only imagine what the Top Doctors got up to with him in their camp. With Moncada’s help that fleet of clapped out, uninspiring, hopeless, polluting old Trabants all dressed themselves up as Ferraris and robbed the UK taxpayer of millions as they established enormous research institutions on the back of sod all but knowledge which enabled them to blackmail people in high places. As for Savadore – he wasn’t simply a lying, cheating social snob who fabricated his research and dripped with contempt for his patients like your common or garden Top Doctor. He was a fucking terrorist. No wonder they all told everyone how brilliant he was.

 

Salvadore’s terrorist connections and dirt on people in very high places have obviously enabled him to achieve a great deal, but interestingly not the Nobel Prize which everybody thought was a given. The ground had obviously been very carefully prepared – everyone had been told how brilliant Moncada was, how brilliant his associates like Vallance were and nitric oxide was talked up as much as Professor Mark Williams talked up Mindfulness (see post ‘The Biggest Expert Of The Lot’). In 1992 the journal ‘Science’ declared nitric oxide to be ‘molecule of the year’ – what I remember 1992 for is being the year that five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were killed in an arson attack after they were invited to a party and someone chucked a petrol bomb into the building (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’) – well Moncada and Vallance were working on nitric oxide and there was that Nobel Prize that was coming their way as everybody had been assured.

The first shock for the Moncada camp was Moncada failing to win the Lasker Award in 1996. There was a lot of wailing and gnashing of teeth after that, but hissy fits were really thrown with a vengeance in 1998 when Moncada was not given the Nobel Prize for physiology and medicine. The award was given for the uncovering of the role of nitric oxide as a biological mediator, but the scientific community was ‘outraged’ when Moncada was not among the three prize winners named. Moncada himself did not protest and this was taken as a sign of what a gentleman he was. The Nobel Prize was instead awarded to three Americans – Robert. F. Furchgott, Luois J. Ignarro and Ferid Murad. It was two of these – Murad and Furchgott – who won the Lasker Award in 1996. When I read the names of the people who had won the Nobel Prize my first thought was that someone had discovered Moncada’s past and had ensured that he wasn’t listed; then it sunk in that it was three Americans who won the prize and I thought oh well, AMERICANS, they’ll have definitely known about Moncada’s time as a terrorist; then I speculated that perhaps fair play had triumphed and that the Nobel Prize might have gone to the most deserving. Then I looked at the CVs of those who had won – they are all very big names in very big powerful US universities and they hold senior positions with very big powerful drug companies. In 1990 Murad was Vice-President for R & D of Abbott Laboratories, Illinois. (Dr David Owen was a Board member, 1990-2011.) In 2012 Abbott were charged with a $500 million fine and a$198.5 million forfeiture for illegal marketing, after unlawfully promoting the anti-psychotic Depakote for uses not approved by the FDA including use in children. It was the second biggest fine in US history for a drug company. Abbott also received a term of five years probation and court supervision. So what I think had actually happened was that the three winners had even bigger mates that Moncada had.

Not winning the Nobel Prize has not held Moncada back. He was made a Fellow of the Royal Society in 1988; a Foreign Member of the National Academy of Sciences of the USA in 1994; a Fellow of the Royal College of Physicians in 1994; an Honorary Fellow of UCL in 1999. He has authored over 500 papers and in the 1990s he was the most cited biomedical scientist in Britain and the second most cited biomedical scientist in the world – and he probably still is.

Moncada also has an interest in medical education and the development of science and technology in Latin America. He is a Consultant for the Pan-American Health Organisation (PAHO) – a registered office of WHO – and he founded Honduras Global, an international network of experts supporting the development of Honduras. Moncada also tell interviewers that he enjoys travelling and spends time with his family.

Moncada does have a family, but he has long since split with the wife whom he used to have to meet in Guatemala because he had been banned from El Salvadore where his wife and daughter lived. Moncada is now married to Princess Marie-Esmeralda of Belgium, daughter of King Leopold III and aunt of King Philippe! She is a journo, documentary maker, environmental activist and a wimmins and indigenous people’s rights campaigner. In 1989 she supported the campaign to protect the Amazonian forest with dear old Sting. Who then gave everybody a good laugh by advertising luxury cars – his wife Trudie Styler supplied even more entertainment by having ding dongs with her servants. Then there were those boasts about tantric sex…Princess Marie-Esmerelda also writes books about her ancestors, but says she prefers to concentrate on exploring their personalities than on their biographies. Well that’s one way of coping with forebears who ran the Belgian Congo – Marie-Esmeralda has obviously seen those photos of the Congolese children with hands missing after they were chopped off because they were not working fast enough.

Marie-Esmerelda is Patron of the Princess Lillian Foundation, established in 1958 by her late mother. Orginally the charity sent children in need of complex heart surgery abroad for treatment, but in the 70s the Foundation focussed on organising high level scientific meetings. I wonder how the Princess and the former armed revolutionary met then?? Since the death of Princess Lillian, the Foundation has created a visiting Professorship. In 2008 Marie-Esmeralda spoke at a conference on mental health and well-being at the European Community in Brussels. She is the Honorary President of Care Belgium and was until very recently the Honorary President of Delphus, an association offering autistic children assisted therapy with dolphins.

 

What I’m wondering is who is doing the research and writing those papers because it cannot be Salvadore.

 

After leading the Wolfson Institute at UCL that Moncada established for twelve years, he upped sticks and went to Manchester. In Nov 2013 it was announced that Moncada would be the Professor of Translational Medicine and Strategic Advisor at the new Centre for Cellular Metabolism in the University’s Institute of Human Development. It was stated that Moncada’s new post was with the University of Manchester and the Manchester Academic Health Sciences Centre, a partnership between academics and six NHS Trusts in Greater Manchester. (I note that one of the Trusts listed is a mental health Trust known for eliminating its patients.) Salvadore was quoted as saying that he would be working with Professor Ian Jacobs with whom he had ‘collaborated enjoyably and successfully in the past’ and that he was delighted to be working with Nancy Rothwell, who was now Vice-Chancellor of Manchester.

Nancy’s been a fan of Salvadore for a while. Before he got within sniffing distance of Manchester, she’d told a journo that ‘he is thought of as very charismatic. I think that he is delightful’. Well you are not someone that he has gunned down or robbed on the road to fund his guerrilla movement are you Nancy. Instead you’re hoping that he’s going to be bringing billions into your institution which George Osborne and Andy Burnham have pinpointed as being a key player in the Northern Powerhouse.

Professor Ian Jacobs didn’t hang around with Moncada for long despite their enjoyable and successful collaboration – Jacobs was appointed the President and Vice-Chancellor of the University of New South Wales in Feb 2015. Ian Jacobs could tell a few tales – he’s rubbed shoulders with a few who have starred on this blog. He is a gynaecological oncologist who worked at the Royal London Hospital when Wendy Savage and her boss took lumps out of each other (see post ‘Every Sperm Is Sacred – Particularly In Scotland’), he has worked for the Cancer Research Campaign who were happy to fund research that was known to be highly questionable by everyone else funded by the CRC (see post ‘A Cause Close To Our Hearts’), he worked at Addenbrookes Hospital, an institution dominated by Mary Archer and Trumpers (see post ’95 Glorious Years!’) and of course he’s passed through Barts on his travels, which was how he probably got to know Moncada – John Vane founded the William Harvey Research Institute at Barts. Jacobs’ potential could be seen as far back as 1985 – when he began one of the largest trials for ovarian cancer screening in the UK. I suspect that was something to do with Dr Vicky Clement-Jones and BACUP. Which was going to revolutionise ovarian cancer treatment (see post ‘The Cradle of Filth’). The outcomes in the UK for ovarian cancer are still very poor.

In April 2014 Moncada was appointed Director of the Institute of Cancer Sciences at the University of Manchester. Manchester University explained that they were due to open a £28.5 million Manchester Cancer Research Centre and that the University has ‘an outstanding history of research and innovation’. Presumably that includes the research done at the University of Manchester by the paedophiles’ friend Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) when he worked there immediately prior to facilitating the paedophile gang in north Wales whilst using his contacts to protect him (see post ‘Ian Brockington’s Mischief’). So who coughed up the £28.5 million for Salvadore to play with?

 

As for Patrick Vallance, the colleague of those who facilitated a paedophile gang and fabricated research at St George’s – Patrick is leaving his post as Head of R & D at GSK and from Spring 2018 he will be Chief Scientific Advisor to the Gov’t of the UK. Patrick’s new post was announced earlier this month by the Cabinet Secretary Sir Jeremy Heywood. Who will, I am sure, know who Salvadore Moncada really is – the UK has something called the security services. Sir Jeremy will also know about the activities of Patrick’s colleagues at St George’s, via this blog if from nowhere else.

Isn’t it great to know that the British Gov’t consider a bloke who is a long-standing friend of a former terrorist and a former close colleague of numerous people who fabricated research and facilitated serious crime suitable to occupy what is probably the most important Gov’t advisory position?

 

 

So Who Was Angry About What?

The recent flurry of media allegations and counter-allegations concerning Ted Heath have quietened down over the past two weeks or so. I have mentioned previously that although I have never received information suggesting that Heath did abuse children, some of the people whom he appointed to senior positions did some pretty appalling things and were involved in concealing the abuse of children and/or mental health patients. Some of those responsible for the unlawful arrest and imprisonment of Mary Wynch were appointed by Heath (see posts ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’, ‘Those Lawyers And Judges Involved In The Mary Wynch Case’ and ‘A Few Of The Relevant Politicians Re Mary Wynch’s Case’). Willie Whitelaw, Heath’s friend, was a key figure in concealing the wrongdoing in north Wales (see posts ‘The Cradle Of Filth’ and ‘A Bit More Paleontology’) and it was whilst Willie was banging on about giving young offenders a ‘short sharp shock’ that youngsters in Bryn Estyn – which until 1973 was an approved school under the direct control of the Home Office – were beaten, buggered, injured and used to provide sex to various bigwigs.

I’ve been reading a bit more about Heath’s advisors and confidents. Of course the brilliant thing about the suppression of political scandals is that because civil servants and advisors usually work for successive Prime Ministers, the scandals can continue to be very effectively concealed in the event of a change of Gov’t.

One person who worked for successive administrations was Sir Tom McCaffrey, a civil servant who served under both Labour and Tory Gov’ts and who eventually became Jim Callaghan’s Chief of Staff.

In 1966 McCaffrey was appointed Chief Information Officer for the Home Office under Home Secretary Roy Jenkins. In 1971 McCaffrey was appointed deputy to Heath’s spokesman in Number 10, Sir Donald Maitland. By 1972, Heath’s Home Secretary Robert Carr had secured McCaffrey’s return to the Home Office as Director of Information Services. In 1974, Jim Callaghan, Wilson’s Foreign Secretary, asked Sir Tom to lead the Foreign Office news department. Jim Callaghan appointed him to a Committee to examine the presentation of Gov’t policies in 1975.

In 1976 when Wilson resigned, McCaffrey moved to Number 10 with Callaghan. McCaffrey’s ‘official’ biography tells us that he became Callaghan’s Chief of Staff when Thatcher was elected, but Jon Snow in his book ‘Shooting History, A Personal Journey’ mentions meeting Sir Tom McCaffrey, ‘Jim Callaghan’s Chief of Staff’ in 1977. When Michael Foot became leader of the Labour Party, Sir Tom stayed on as his Chief Assistant. Sir Tom stood down in 1983 with Kinnock’s arrival as Labour leader, on the grounds that he was fed up with the battles between the Bennite left and the leadership.

However McCaffrey was clearly not really a man who wanted a quiet life. He then accepted a job from Robert Maxwell to head the office at Cap’n Bob’s British Printing and Communication Corporation. The official remit was that of ‘interior reorganisation’, but in reality McCaffrey served as someone whose excellent Labour contacts were useful to Cap’n Bob. No doubt the Labour Party also hoped to benefit from Sir Tom’s close association with Maxwell. Sir Tom resigned after six months of industrial disputes and Cap’n Bob’s attempts to take over football clubs and the Observer. Sir Tom was obviously a glutton for punishment – he returned to work for Cap’n Bob as Public Affairs Advisor when Maxwell took over the Mirror Group, but resigned six months later.

McCaffrey died in 2016. One of his sons followed him into the Gov’t Information Services.

McCaffrey will have known about Bryn Estyn and he’ll have known that the abuse of boys there continued throughout different Gov’t administrations. This knowledge and McCaffrey’s ability to control it will have been invaluable. He’ll have known a lot about Maxwell as well – he might even have known that he was dipping into the pension fund. McCaffrey was obviously highly valued which was why Robert Carr wanted him back at the Home Office in 1972.

I mentioned that Tom McCaffrey was briefly deputy to Sir Donald Maitland, Heath’s spokesman in Number 10.

Sir Donald Maitland was a diplomat and Heath’s Chief Press Secretary, 1970-73. In Maitland’s obituary in the Daily Telegraph Maitland was described as one of Heath’s ‘most trusted advisors’, especially in relation to N Ireland and industrial relations. It was noted in his obituary that Maitland briefed and misled journalists and that he was also very successful on securing Heath appearances on current affairs programmes – this was a great frustration to the Labour Party because they had no right of reply to such broadcasts.

Maitland was an Arab specialist who joined the Foreign Office in 1947. He became Private Secretary to Minister of State Lord Reading at some point prior to 1956 (please see post ’95 Glorious Years!’ for information on Lord Reading, one of the old Imperialists whom Trumpers’ and her parents were friends with). Maitland won Heath’s confidence when he worked in the Foreign and Commonwealth Office’s news dept and was seconded to work as Heath’s Press Officer, 1960-61, whilst Heath was Lord Privy Seal in Harold Macmillan’s Gov’t. Between 1965-67 Maitland worked as Head of News for the Foreign Office, first under Foreign Secretary Michael Stewart, then under Foreign Secretary George Brown. Maitland headed George Brown’s Private Office, but was known to dislike Brown intensely – but then a lot of people did. Maitland was appointed as Ambassador to Libya just as Colonel Gadaffi seized power in 1969.

In the early 1970s Donald Maitland had a key role in the propaganda campaign that the British security services operated in relation to the IRA. In a letter to the PM (Heath) dated 4 Nov 1971, Maitland confirms that he’d Chaired a meeting with Clifford Hill and had decided, along with Sir Dick White and Norman Reddaway, to place anti-IRA propaganda in the British press and media, the first task being to counter the effects of the Compton Report. The Compton Report was the result of the Inquiry into the physical abuse of IRA suspects held under the policy of internment. Hill, White and Reddaway were all members of the security services who are known to have been involved in spreading propaganda and misinformation for various purposes. Maitland confirms in his letter that the machinery for the propaganda campaign was already in place. Maitland was Heath’s spokesman in Number 10 in 1971.

In March 1974 Maitland was recalled from his post with the UN as Britain’s Permanent Representative – a post to which he had been appointed in March 1973 – after Ivor Richard’s shock defeat in the previously safe Labour seat of Blythe and Wilson’s unexpected return to power. Ivor Richard lost the seat to Eddie Milne, who had stood as the Independent Labour candidate. Eddie Milne had been the sitting Labour MP but had dared raise concerns about the corruption in north east England including the Poulson Affair, which had involved a number of big Labour figures and resulted in a number of prison sentences as well as the resignation of Reginald Maudling, the Conservative Home  Secretary. Milne had been deselected by the Labour Party but won the election nonetheless. Not that anyone need have worried – a vendetta against him ensued, the political careers of Milne and his supporters were destroyed and at the Oct 1974 General Election Milne lost the seat to Labour’s John Ryman, a con man who swindled wealthy women. Maitland  was obviously recalled for some purpose, although there was no job for him – so a post was created especially for Maitland, that of Deputy Under-Secretary at the Foreign and Commonwealth Office. In 1975 Maitland became Britain’s Permanent Representative to the EEC in Brussels.

At the end of 1979 Maitland was appointed Deputy to Sir Michael Palliser, the Permanent Under-Secretary in the Foreign and Commonwealth Office and Head of the Diplomatic Service. Palliser later became Thatcher’s Special Advisor in the Cabinet Office, April-July 1982, during the Falklands campaign.

Between June 1980 and his retirement from the civil service in Dec 1982, Maitland was Permanent Secretary at the Dept of Energy, under Secretary of State Nigel Lawson – he who does not accept that climate change is happening. Maitland’s role at the Dept of Energy was described as strengthening relations with the Arab members of OPEC. I note that Dr David Owen was Shadow Secretary of State for Energy for the year preceding the time that Maitland was Permanent Secretary and for the first six months of his incumbency. Which might explain why Dr Death was Chair of Yukos International UK BV, a division of the former Russian petroleum company Yukos, 2002-05 and was a Director of the Texas-based Hyperdynamics Corporation, ‘an oil concern with an exclusive lease to an offshore area of the Republic of Guinea’, 2009-14.

Donald Maitland didn’t put his feet up when he retired. He was a Director of Britoil; Deputy Chair of the IBA; Chair of the Independent Commission On the Worldwide Telecommunications Dept.

In 1989 Maitland was appointed Chair of the Public Health Education Authority. My post ‘Socio-Political Context Of The North Wales Mental Health Services In The 1980s’ explains how at this time, the very highest echelons in the Dept of Health were concealing the abuse of patients in special hospitals – including that carried out by Jimmy Savile who had by then been appointed general manager of Broadmoor by Jean Trumpington (see post ’95 Glorious Years!’), as well as the criminal activities of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) in north Wales as they facilitated and concealed the paedophile ring in north Wales which was supplying children to the Westminster Paedophile Ring. A new problem facing those who participated in promiscuous gay sex, particularly with intravenous drug users had emerged – HIV AIDS. My post ‘Professor Prestigious And His Associates’ describes how dear old Dr Donald Acheson the Chief Medical Officer really pushed the boat out at this time, when he and others realised that public figures – including those in Westminster – were at very great risk indeed if they were having sex with rent boys. The threat was real and was demonstrated by the death from AIDS in 1993 of Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon, son of Lord Lloyd Tyrell-Kenyon. Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon was known to be sexually using boys in care in north Wales. The social services knew about it and had even documented it. The North Wales Police knew about it and even managed to have one of Tyrell-Kenyon’s under-aged sexual partners convicted of theft – after he had spent the night with Tyrell-Kenyon in the Crest Hotel in Wrexham – and sent to a detention centre whereas Tyrell-Kenyon faced no charges himself. Lord Lloyd Tyrell-Kenyon was a Conservative peer, a member of the North Wales Police Authority, Chairman of Clwyd Health Authority, a Councillor for Flintshire County Council, a magistrate and the Master Of The North Wales Province Of Freemasonry.

One of Donald Acheson’s biggest problems regarding the public education campaign concerning AIDS was persuading Thatcher and some of her Ministers that it was necessary to talk frankly about gay sex. Acheson eventually overcame their resistance – presumably by explaining that a few of their number stood to die unpleasant and drawn out deaths if they didn’t change their behaviour. However it seems that Maitland was part of the resistance, or if he wasn’t, he was taking orders from them – it was Maitland who ordered the suspension of the HEA’s programme on HIV and sexual health in 1992 after the newly appointed Health Minister, Dr Brian Mawhinney, banned a ‘smutty’ pocket guide produced by the HEA . Mawhinney is rather more well-known for his role as Chairman of the Conservative Party, 1995-97. Mawhinney’s brother is married to barrister Patricia Scotland. Scotland acted for the Welsh Office at the Waterhouse Inquiry, the cover-up orchestrated by Secretary of State for Wales William Hague under John Major’s Gov’t, whilst Patsy’s brother-in-law was Party Chairman – the Welsh Office which had completely failed to protect children in care in north Wales from the paedophile gang. The Welsh Office which had failed to respond to complaints of child abuse or even convictions of social workers in north Wales for assaults on children and which had concealed the criminal activities of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones, Tony Francis and Gwynedd Social Services by using their own corrupt lawyer Andrew Park and their corrupt Medical Ombudsman, Professor Robert Owen. Patricia Scotland was given a peerage shortly after the Waterhouse Inquiry opened, at . Readers can find details of Patricia’s interesting networks and activities in my posts ‘Baroness Patricia Scotland QC Was On Board As Well!’, ‘More On Baroness Patricia Scotland QC – And Her Very Sleazy Friends’ and ‘Even More About Baroness Patricia Scotland QC’.

Donald Maitland’s term at the HEA ended in 1994. By which time scores of witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal had been found dead – including five who had died when a petrol bomb had been thrown into the building in which they were attending a party (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’) – and the careers of a number of my friends who knew what had happened to me in north Wales as well as my own career had been wrecked. By the time that Maitland had finished his stint at the HEA, Gordon Anglesea, a senior police officer in north Wales, had either won – or was well on the way to winning – his libel case against media outlets who had named him as abusing children in care in north Wales (see posts ‘Y Gwir Yn Erbyn Y Byd’ and ‘Y Gwir Yn Erbyn Y Byd – A Few Additional Comments’). One of the people who gave evidence that Anglesea had molested him when he was in Bryn Estyn was found dead a few weeks later. Last year Gordon Anglesea  was imprisoned for the historical abuse of boys in care in north Wales. As Maitland departed from the HEA, the deal which allowed Dr Dafydd Alun Jones to ‘retire’ without any of the many serious complaints about him being investigated and which allowed Dafydd to walk away clutching the contract to provide ‘substance abuse services’ for north Wales (see post ‘The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron?’) was virtually in place…

Maitland was Pro-Chancellor of Bath University, 1997-2000.

Maitland’s obituaries all commented on how intimidating he was for such a small posh man. The Guardian observed that ‘he was sometimes thought to be too ruthless in pursuit of his goals’ and that ‘his goals were…[the] public interest…it was patriotism that inspired him’.

The public interest would never have been served if it had been revealed that some politicians and Whitehall figures had been molesting children, that children who complained and other witnesses were illegally banged up in mental hospitals, framed for serious offences, denied NHS treatment, unlawfully dismissed from their jobs and if they still wouldn’t shut up would be found dead. Neither would the public interest have been served if it had been demonstrated that numerous Top Doctors, lawyers, judges, civil servants, police officers, politicians and members of the security services colluded with all of this and that the media wasn’t reporting it.

Maitland won’t only have known about the wrongdoing in north Wales. He’ll have known about the abuse of boys in the Kincora Boys Home in Belfast by civil servants and members of the British Army and he’ll have known about his fellow diplomat Sir Peter Hayman who was known to be a paedophile, was a founding member of PIE but wasn’t prosecuted even after he left a package containing child porn and other indecent material on a bus (see post ‘Close Your Eyes And Make A WISH’).

I don’t know where we’d be without patriots who act in the public interest. Long before I knew that a whole army of people like Donald Maitland existed, in 2005 I had the public interest defence pulled on me by Adam Peat, the Ombudsman for Wales. I had written to Peat to tell him that I had evidence that staff in the Hergest Unit at Ysbyty Gwynedd had perjured themselves in an attempt to have me convicted of serious offences and that I and other patients had been assaulted by staff and then denied NHS treatment when we had made complaint. Peat’s sidekick threatened me on the phone – as did someone from the NMC after I had made a complaint about Sian Ruth Lloyd, one of the lying, assaultive nurses – and I then received a letter from Peat telling me that it would not be in the public interest to investigate my complaint (see post ‘Yet More Crime And Punishment’). At the time, the catchment area for the Hergest Unit had the highest suicide rate for women in Wales and the second highest suicide rate for women in the whole of England and Wales. There were also a high number of patients prosecuted for ‘attacking staff’. My complaint about Dr Tony Roberts, the particularly unhinged Top Doctor who was behind the co-ordinated attempt to frame me, went uninvestigated by the GMC and last year my lawyer forwarded me the documents relating to my complaint. One of those documents was a copy of a forged letter purporting to be from me concerning my complaint about Tony Roberts that had been found in the possession of the GMC (see post ‘The General Medical Council – And Yet Another Forged Document’).

 

So what of Robert Carr, who as Home Secretary under Heath had brought Tom McCaffrey back into the Home Office by 1972 – after McCaffrey had been Maitland’s deputy whilst Maitland was doing his Lord Haw-Haw bit for Heath and the security services in N Ireland in 1971?

Robert Carr was the Tory MP for Mitcham, 1950-74 and then for Carshalton, 1974-76. He had been PPS to Anthony Eden, 1951-55, when Eden was Foreign Secretary and then PM. Carr was Secretary of State for Employment, 1970-72 and for a few months in 1972 was Lord President of the Council and Leader of the Commons. After his time as Home Secretary, 1972-74, when Heath was defeated in the first ballot of the Conservative leadership battle, Carr became the temporary leader of the Tory Party at Heath’s request. Carr received a peerage after the Tories lost office. He was a Director of Cadburys-Schweppes, 1979-87 and Securicor, 1974-85. He was Chairman of Prudential Assurance, 1976-85 and Business in the Community, 1984-97. Carr was President of Surrey Cricket Club, 1985-86.

Carr’s time as Home Secretary was marked by the IRA’s mainland bombing campaign and the problems caused by Idi Amin expelling 40,000 Ugandan Asians and the arrival in the UK of many of them. However the matter which really caused Carr a problem and which prevented him being considered for the leadership of the Conservative Party himself was the saga of the Industrial Relations Act of 1971. This was an Act which had been written by Geoffrey Howe who was then Solicitor General in an attempt to severely curb the power of the unions. It faced massive opposition and also proved to be unworkable. It led to the jailing of a group of dockers from the TGWU – who had to be hastily released from prison by Geoffrey Howe himself.

It was the fall-out from the Industrial Relations Act which led to the one thing involving Carr which still causes interest – the prosecution and imprisonment of a number of members of the Angry Brigade, after they planted a bomb at Carr’s house in Jan 1971 which blew up his kitchen but didn’t result in injury to people.

The Angry Brigade were the epitome of everything that was loathed and feared by the early 1970s petit bourgeoisie. They were a group of young people described as ‘university drop outs’ and ‘Trotskyists’ who were dossing down in a house in north London. The Angry Brigade actually seemed to have been comprised of a variety of people. Although most of them did have a middle class background, one, Jake Prescott, was a heroin addict and burglar who had grown up in care and experienced the sort of disadvantage and abuse that the others had little knowledge of. Years later Jake Prescott claimed to have been ruthlessly used by the other members of the Angry Brigade whom he maintains duped him into sending out envelopes containing explosives. Jake has observed that whereas he really was angry and had a lot to be angry about, the others in the Angry Brigade were ‘mildly cross’ middle class Trots.

People have written about the Angry Brigade but nothing is very clear about them even now. Jake claims to have been conned by a bunch of posers who were playing at being revolutionaries, another member who was imprisoned for planting the bomb at Carr’s house maintains that they were completely innocent and were stitched up by the police and the Courts and yet another woman told of how she was a fairly benign activist who was monstered by the legal system and the press, developed serious mental health problems in prison and was threatened with transfer to a secure hospital without limit of time. It is now decades since the trial of the Stoke Newington Eight as they were known, but most of them have shunned virtually all publicity ever since. A number of them did rebuild their lives but they changed their names and/or emigrated and most of them just won’t discuss the Angry Brigade no matter how many journos try to persuade them to do so.

There were allegations at the time that the bomb squad had planted evidence. The police found the most extraordinary arsenal of explosives, guns and weaponry in the house that was the base of the Angry Brigade – it does seem incredible that such a cache would have been quietly sitting in a house in north London and I haven’t read any explanations as to how the young people concerned would ever have got their hands on such weapons. Some years ago one of the police officers involved in the case was interviewed by the Guardian and he did sound rather like a ham actor off Dixon of Dock Green, explaining that the Angry Brigade were a ‘cunning lot’. So are police officers who frame innocent people, but they don’t claim to be revoltionaries, so people aren’t so rattled by them.

There is one member of the Angry Brigade who has fared very much better than the others though. She wasn’t convicted although she did stand trial for conspiracy to cause explosions, she didn’t have her life destroyed, she didn’t become ill and she didn’t emigrate – she became an advisor to the New Labour Gov’t. She did change her name – although she needn’t have bothered because everyone knows who she is. The person concerned is Angela Mason (formerly Angela Weir).

Angela has one hell of a CV. She has a BA from Bedford College, University of London and an MSc from the LSE. Angela at some point lectured at the LSE and was a lecturer at the Rachel McMillan College of Education, London, 1968-70. She was also: Community Worker, Camden Law Centre, 1970-74; Articled Clerk and Solicitor, Battersea Law Centre and West Hampstead Law Centre, 1975-83; Welfare Rights Advisor, Camden Social Services, 1984-85; Solicitor, Social Services, London Borough of Camden, 1985-86; Executive Director of Stonewall, 1992-2000; Head of the Women and Equalities Unit (now the Gov’t Equalities Office), 2003-07; National Advisor for IDeA (Improvement and Development Agency), a body providing regulations and guidelines on equalities to Local Authorities in England. In 2010 Angela was appointed Chair of the Fawcett Society and in the same year she became a Councillor for Camden. Angela was soon Deputy Leader of Camden Council and Cabinet Member for Sustainability, but was dismissed from these roles in May 2011 – although I haven’t found out why. Angela didn’t spend long in the wilderness though, she was reappointed to Camden Council’s Cabinet the following year, as the Cabinet Member for Children. Angela has also been a member of the Equal Opportunities Commission, was an advisor to Ken Livingstone when he was Mayor of London, picked up an OBE in 1999 and a CBE in 2007.

Angela’s rise has not been without controversy. There was quite a row when she was appointed Director of Stonewall. Angela was appointed by Michael Cashman, the founder of Stonewall and former EastEnders actor (ie. ‘Colin’, who participated in TV’s first gay kiss). Cashman was a Labour MEP, 1999-2014 and in 2014 was given a peerage. (Cashman’s late partner Paul Cottingham worked for Cashman as a researcher and Cashman became embroiled in a scandal regarding the amount of money that he was claiming on expenses and paying Cottingham. Cottingham also worked as a High-Value fundraiser for the Labour Party.) A group of horrified people confronted Cashman who asked him if he realised who Angela actually was and the damage that Stonewall could sustain if Angela was at the helm, but Cashman explained to the Guardian some years later that he told one of the protestors that he knew for a fact that one of them ‘had just travelled to Berlin for a good flogging and they soon shut up about Angela’. Cashman wasn’t able to blackmail everyone into silence however – people continued to bellyache, with some claiming that Stonewall no longer represented grassroots activists and had aligned itself far too closely with New Labour. People were angered when Angela in her capacity as Director of Stonewall urged everyone to vote for Frank Dobson when he stood for election as Labour’s candidate for London Mayor in 2000, shortly after Dobbo had made it clear that he wasn’t going to taint himself by defending gays. It was pointed out that by 2000, Blair’s Gov’t had actually vetoed gay equality legislation on 15 separate occasions. There was further criticism of Angela in 2002 when it was felt that she didn’t give enough support to senior police officer Brian Paddick when he was removed from his position as Commander for the London Borough of Lambeth in 2002 after libellous allegations were published about him.

In Nov 2002, when Angela’s appointment as Head of the Women and Equalities Unit was announced, Steve Doughty wrote an article for the Daily Mail identifying Angela as one of Tony’s cronies and revealing that her salary was going to be £80k pa. Doughty observed that ‘the gay lobby has become increasingly influential under Tony Blair’.

Angela is a lesbian and had built up a reputation as a gay rights activist, but I don’t think that it was her gayness or indeed her fighting for gay rights that endeared her to Tony Blair. Indeed a lot of gay activists were very critical of Angela, including Peter Tatchell – who was busy being a gay rights activist long before anyone else was – who denounced Angela as ‘establishment’ and a ‘safe pair of hands’. As children’s comics used to ask when I was young, ‘can you see anything hidden in the picture’? I can – Camden fucking Council. Home of paedophiles’ friend Tessa Jowell (see posts ‘The London Connection’ and ‘Tower Hamlets, Paul Boateng and Tessa Jowell’) and her brother-in-law John Mills – one of the biggest donors to the Labour Party and husband of former DPP Dame Barbara Mills who also did a lot of favours for the paedophiles’ friends and indeed the paedophiles themselves (see posts ‘A Future Leader Of The Labour Party’). I note that Angela was already under the wing of Camden when the trial of the Stoke Newington Eight took place – she was working for Camden Law Centre. Angela was acquitted. It is possible that she was indeed innocent – but there were serious concerns that some of the others had been as well but they were convicted and went to prison for years. Is it possible that her association with Camden Law Centre might have afforded Angela some protection?

Once she’d done that stint with Camden Law Centre, there was no stopping Angela, she went from strength to strength. It is not – as the Daily Mail believes – that it was the ‘gay lobby’ who became so influential under Blair, it was the paedophiles’ friends who were so influential. As for Michael Cashman and the way in which he dealt with people who objected to Angela’s appointment of Director of Stonewall – travelling to Berlin for a good flogging Michael is neither here nor there if everyone involved is a consenting adult. A flogging between friends really is completely irrelevant, but organised child sexual abuse most definitely is not.

Angela’s £80k pa – at 2003 rates – job with the Women and Equalities Unit was with the DTI and involved working with Patricia Hewitt, the Secretary of State for the DTI and President of the Board of Trade. The Patricia Hewitt who was General Secretary of the NCCL when it was affiliated to PIE and championing paedophiles’ rights – the Patricia Hewitt who succeeded the Leicester seat of Greville Janner when Janner was elevated to the Lords. The Greville Janner who was never charged with child molestation because a number of DPPs  – one of which was Dame Barbara Mills – for reasons which they have never explained just didn’t get it together to bring charges against him despite files of evidence being sent to the CPS.

Angela lives in Camden. Along with many others who were leading lights in New Labour.

A 2007 Guardian interview with Angela mentions that she won’t talk about her time with the Angry Brigade, but it is a gushing article which described Angela has having ‘a twinkle in her eye’. My eyes would be twinkling if I’d duped a bunch of idiots who had protected a paedophile gang – I suspect that Angela’s bank account has a twinkle in it as well after that stint with Patricia Hewitt.

An ingratiating article about Angela published in the Guardian in 2002 mentioned that one of her former tutors from Bedford College had ‘forged a strong bond’ with her. The implication seemed to be that this bond had been forged once Angela had developed a name for herself as a gay rights champ, rather than when Angela was an undergrad at Bedford College. The tutor with the late-developing bond remembered how Angela as a student had always seemed so unhappy and he now realised that she was struggling with her sexual orientation. Who was this clairvoyant after the crisis? It was Lib Dem peer the late Conrad Russell.

Conrad Russell doubled up as the 5th Earl Russell, the son of Bertrand Russell and his third wife Patricia, who had been his children’s governess. Conrad’s wiki entry states that he inherited the title after his older half-brother John pre-deceased him. My antennae started twitching when I saw Russell’s name. Bertrand Russell lived at Penrhyndeudraeth in Gwynedd for many years and was a key figure in the hub of a group of intellectuals and peace activists in the area. There are however a few people in the region who maintain that Russell was not quite what many people imagine him to have been. Back in the summer I read an excellent in-depth 2001 biography of Bertrand Russell by Ray Monk.

I had wondered about Bertrand Russell ever since I found out that after T.S Eliot had his wife Viv institutionalised, Russell visited Viv in the asylum over a considerable period of time to have sex with her. I don’t know how consenting the relationship was, but Viv was banged up for many years – mainly it seems because she pissed her husband and his mates off – in the sort of mid-twentieth century asylum in which the sexes were segregated, mass surveillance was constant and in which it would be damn near impossible for a patient to have sex with anyone. Unless of course it was as a result of the staff abusing their positions, as in the case of the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, in which case patients would find it very difficult to avoid have sex with the Dafydd or Gwynne preying on them. I always wondered how Russell managed to get into that asylum and have sex with Viv Eliot on a regular basis.

Monk’s book provides a few clues. Far from being an benign man who only wanted world peace, Russell – at least as far his relationship with his family was concerned – was a total control-freak, if not a tyrant. It is well documented that Russell had many extra-marital relationships, but his letters make it quite clear that when his second wife Dora finally found herself a partner after years of Russell shagging other women and generally neglecting and undermining her, Russell was absolutely livid and became even more difficult. Russell’s eldest son John Conrad Russell was famously diagnosed with schizophrenia. Accounts of the Russell family usually paint John as inexplicably mad and suggest that this must have caused poor old Bertrand a great deal of heart-ache. Perhaps John would have developed serious mental health problems regardless, but what does not get mentioned so often is that from when he was a baby, throughout his childhood, Russell constantly carried out cruel bizarre experiments on John which would not have been a barrel of laughs. As John began to buckle under the stress of his father’s cruelty, Russell simply experimented a bit more. By the time John was a young man he wasn’t functioning well – which resulted in Russell expressing his deep disappointment and confusion as how one so hopeless could have sprung from his loins. Conrad Russell became the 5th Earl Russell because John Conrad died before him, although Monk’s biography of Russell explains how Russell moved heaven and earth in his attempts to prevent John Conrad from inheriting his title, what with John being so inferior and not worthy of bearing the title of the Earl Russell.

Although Russell remained angry and disappointed with John throughout John’s life – unsurprisingly the two of them really did not hit it off – Russell exerted the most extraordinary degree of control over John even when John was well into middle age. Parents with adult children who suffer from serious mental health problems often do end up in controlling mode as a result of witnessing their child not being able to look after themselves. However Russell was controlling in a way in which no-one, even fifty years ago, could ever have interpreted as helpful. As John got older Russell conducted an all out war with John’s mother Dora – who became Russell’s ex-wife. John and Dora did get on well but Russell did all he could to ensure that Dora had little influence on John’s life. Although history has labelled John mad, he managed to go to university, marry and have children before he developed very severe mental health problems. John believed that Russell was having a relationship with his wife. This was used by some people at the time as evidence of just how mad John was. It is now accepted that it was highly probable that Russell did indeed have a sexual relationship with his daughter-in-law. At one point John seemed to have a Top Doctor whom he found very helpful. He expressed the view to the Top Doctor that his mental health had been disastrously effected by his father’s behaviour. The Top Doctor agreed with John’s analysis. At various times, when John and the Top Doctor felt that John was coping very well and recovering, Russell demanded that John be certified. On at least one occasion, it was only the Top Doctor’s very robust defence of John that prevented Russell from having John banged up.

John’s daughter Lucy was very fond of her dad and he of her. Russell took legal steps to ensure that John and Lucy did not see each other and that John lost his parental rights over Lucy. Russell supplied the solution to the loss of Lucy’s father – he should have parental rights over Lucy himself! Indeed Lucy for a long while lived with Russell. When Lucy was a teenager she started telling people that she felt very uneasy about the way that her grandfather kissed her. Wiki entries state that Lucy was Russell’s favourite granddaughter, but sadly she developed schizophrenia, like her father. Russell did something very unpleasant to his favourite granddaughter after she left for university and acquired a boyfriend. Russell told her to break off the relationship, although there are no accounts of the relationship being an abusive or exploitative one – from what I can work out, Russell hardly knew Lucy’s boyfriend anyway. Lucy didn’t dump her boyfriend so Russell cut her off. He also withdrew her allowance, which left Lucy in very severe financial hardship. Lucy entered young adulthood incredibly distressed, ended up in the hands of the Top Doctors and received a diagnosis of schizophrenia. She set fire to herself at the age of 26 and died. Russell told everyone that Lucy set fire to herself whilst protesting about world peace. People who were close to Lucy at the time were very angry about this – they maintained that Lucy was deeply distressed, had been in a bad way for a long time and had committed suicide. Wiki tells us that Lucy died from self-immolation whilst protesting about world peace.

When Bertrand Russell wrote to most people on a formal basis he would sign the letters in the way that most holders of the title ‘Earl’ would, by just writing his name, ie. ‘Russell’. When he was writing letters demanding that John be certified or that he be given power over John’s family, he signed the letters ‘Earl Russell’.

Ray Monk’s book mentions that the solicitors whom Bertrand Russell employed in his efforts to have various members of his family disinherited, certified, prevented from living with their own children or generally shafted were the London solicitors Theodore Goddard. I had only ever heard of this company once before, a very, very long time ago when I was told a story by a farmer’s wife who had lived on an isolated farm in the west country in the early 1960s when she and her husband had encountered serious financial difficulties . She told me that after they had advertised their farm for sale they received a letter from a London solicitor of whom they had never heard and certainly never had any dealings with inviting them to a meeting where they would ‘hear something which would be of benefit’ to them. The farmers didn’t quite know what to do about this, they were very suspicious indeed and decided to ignore the letter. They then received a visit from representatives of the London solicitors who told them that they knew exactly how serious their financial problems were – although the farmers certainly hadn’t told them anything, these men knew an awful lot about them – and that they had ‘clients’ who didn’t want to buy their farm off them, but wanted them to move out of the farm for a number of months, not visit the farm at all, but then return and carry on life as normal. In return for doing this, they would receive the full asking price of the farm. By now the farmers had concluded that they were dealing with crooks and refused the wonderful deal. The representatives arrived in the west country several more times over the next few weeks to tell the farmers what idiots they were in an attempt to persuade them to change their minds. The farmers sold up as planned and days before the sale went through, the men from London arrived with used notes in cases and started yelling at the farmers that they were a pair of fools, all they had to do was lend them their farm for a few months and they’d never have to give up farming. A few months later, after the Great Train Robbery, the farmers had the fright of their lives when it was revealed that the robbers had found a remote farm remarkably similar to theirs to hole up in. The farmers that I knew of course never had any proof that the spivs who had been pressurising them were anything to do with Mr Biggs and co but they never forgot about it. Or the name of the London solicitors who had written to them out of the blue, who knew all about them and turned up in a flash car with cases of used notes. It was a firm called Theodore Goddard.

The wiki entry for Bertrand Russell mentions that many of his family suffered from severe mental illness and that on one occasion John – who did become the 4th Earl Russell despite Bertrand’s best efforts – gave a speech in the Lords that was so ‘outlandish’ that Hansard refused to record it, the only time that this has ever happened. Sounds like those letters that John used to write about his father – alleging that his father was having sex with his wife, was trying to purloin his children and was doing terrible things but no-one would touch him because he was a famous philosopher, mathematician, Nobel laureate and an Earl.

So that is the story of Bertrand Russell and his barking mad relatives who could never be believed on any matter. I have been trying to find out whether Bertrand Russell had any connections to anyone at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh but so far I have drawn a blank. Perhaps Dafydd would like to enlighten us.

It has occurred to me – a highly promiscuous man who wasn’t too concerned about other people’s welfare and who felt able to use anyone including members of his family in any way that he wanted subsequently finds himself surrounded by family members who suffer from unfathomable serious health and mental health problems which worsen with time. Anyone heard of neurosyphilis?

Conrad Russell, supporter of Angela, fared somewhat better than his elder brother, although Conrad did admit to becoming so depressed when younger that he attempted suicide twice. After Conrad died, his son Nicholas became the 6th Earl Russell. Nicholas was a Labour politician. He was a member of CND, active in the Co-Operative Party, campaigns officer for the RNIB and Chair of Disability Labour, the representative on the NEC’s equalities sub-committee. In 2010 Nicholas was elected a Labour Councillor for Waltham Forest Borough Council. He died in 2014 and his son John Francis Russell became the 7th Earl. John Francis Russell was a Lib Dem Councillor for Lewisham Borough Council, 2006-10. He is the Chair of Trustees for the charity Wide Horizons.

 

 

The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part I

The sociologist Pierre Bourdieu once described Tony Blair as the ‘most dangerous man in the world’. Bourdieu said this years before most other people woke up to just how dangerous Blair was. I have just finished reading Blair’s autobiography, ‘A Journey’. I’ve avoided reading this for years but I purchased it the other day after seeing it going for £1 at a Christmas jumble sale, so I finally decided to see what Blair had to say for himself when he wrote the book back in 2010, when he had only recently stepped down from PM, had set his heart on accumulating enormous wealth and was supping with even more unsavoury people than he had previously.

I presume that the book has been ghost written and as with Trumpers’ book (see post ’95 Glorious Years!’) it is so incriminating that I wonder whether Blair even read the manuscript before publication. I’m not going to review the whole book in detail here – Blair participated in so much wrongdoing with so many dreadful people that I’d need to dedicate the whole blog to him – but I will instead provide details about some of the key figures whom Blair relied upon and who assisted him and of course pay attention to those who were involved with health policy during his time in office. Blair’s health policy was basically to give lots of money to the Top Doctors, do nothing at all to tackle the entrenched very serious problems in the NHS, but stamp on whistleblowers so hard that no-one would dare raise concerns about anything. Blowing the whistle in the NHS has always been very nearly impossible but during Blair’s time it meant that you were well and truly finished – the Top Doctors themselves now admit this.

‘A Journey’ is written in a sort of blokey, matey, highly narcisstic style – whether Blair requested that the ghost writer do this I have no idea – but what comes across very clearly is Blair’s control-freakery, his obsession with polling and controlling the media, as well as him constantly keeping a beady eye open for signs of dissent around him. Which was pretty much what his detractors said about him at the time.  He constantly boasts about his achievements – policies which were known to be failing at the time but which New Labour simply refused to admit were failing – and praises himself particularly for his policies re education. They were the policies largely dreamed up by Lord Andrew Adonis – the Lord Adonis who is now appearing in the media virtually daily, admitting that his policies have resulted in serious problems in schools and universities. Educational sociologists told Blair and co at the time that those policies wouldn’t work, schools and universities fed back that they weren’t working but Blair ignored everyone. But then he ignored thousands of people dying at Mid-Staffs…

Blair ruthlessly targeted people who could help him no matter who they were, what they were doing or how flaky they were – Lee Kuan Yew, Berlusconi, Murdoch, Sarkozy, Bill Clinton, George Dubya Bush – the conclusion is always the same, great guy, great charisma, I could learn from them. Alastair Campbell’s appalling behaviour was dismissed as Alastair being a bit highly strung. So THAT’S why he tried to destroy the BBC and hounded Dr David Kelly to death.

Numerous New Labour failures and cock-ups get a mention – the Millenium Dome, Tessa Jowell’s bright idea to roll out gambling on an en masse scale to rejuvenate the UK economy, the round the clock boozing, ASBOs which resulted in the criminalisation of thousands of vulnerable people including children with mental health problems, cash for honours, Mandelson’s serial resignations, it’s all in there. None of it is ever Blair’s fault and whenever he can he explains why the disaster was really a rip-roaring success if only the ignorant electorate could see it. Even Prescott punching a member of the public was conceptualised as a fuss about nothing and it was only southern middle-class women who had a problem with Prezza anyway. No Blair, it was anyone with a brain – Prezza is an ignorant loathsome fatheaded hypocrite who came out with gems like ‘this Labour Government will increase homelessness’ and called on the services of a Ministerial car to drive his daft wife a matter of yards down the road lest her hairstyle ended up ruffled. As evidence that Prezza was OK, Blair mentions that Cherie was delighted when Prezza punched a voter in the face because Cherie’s a Liverpool girl. Cherie’s also very brittle, barking mad and ended up employing an even bigger nutter than herself in the form of Carole Caplin, the ‘lifestyle guru’. As for Prezza shagging his diary secretary Tracey Temple in Ministerial offices and Temple then flogging the story to the Daily Mail, well it wasn’t a ‘real’ affair and Pauline took Prezza back which just shows how much they loved each other. Rather than how much Pauline wanted to hang onto Ministerial cars, grace and favour fancy Gov’t residences and a future as Lady Pauline.

Despite telling everyone what to do and yearning to be President of the World, Blair isn’t that resilient and it often all gets too much for him so he buggers off to the Seychelles or to one of the houses of one of his rich unscrupulous friends for a holiday, leaving the Rottie Campbell holding the fort.

Cherie comes across as frail and crazy in the book – I remember that Cherie seemed rather like an academic version of Lady Di. She consulted mad healers and lifestyle coaches and there were stories of women being approached and asked if they would be Cherie’s friend. I always used to wonder where Cherie’s real mates were – by mid-life, most women have built up a bunch of confidents with whom they were at school/university or with whom they have worked or, if they are mothers, whom they met through the activities of their children. Blair mentions how difficult it was getting ‘support’ for Cherie and how this role was partly filled by Fiona Millar (Campbell’s partner).

A lot of people didn’t like Cherie and it was as if people wondered why Blair hung onto her, especially in the face of rumours that Cherie was massively jealous of his friendship with Anji Hunter or later on the allegations that Murdoch’s wife Wendi Deng had the hots for Blair. Blair and Cherie met when they were both junior barristers in London – Cherie was considered much more political than Blair and she did stand unsuccessfully for Parliament herself, but it was Blair who really went for the jugular where a political career was concerned. Blair didn’t know a great deal about politics – but his father had been an active Conservative so Blair had met a few Tories – and he didn’t have much time for the Labour Party, it was allegedly Cherie who inspired him to get involved. But I bet the idea of being a Leader really appealed to Blair.

It is well-known that Blair was a pupil of the dreadful Derry Irvine whom Blair later appointed as Lord Chancellor when Blair became PM. As well as buying ridiculously expensive wallpaper and spending a fortune having his official residence redecorated a la Baroness Patricia Scotland, Derry Irvine was alleged to be a wily old bugger who helped Blair out in many unspecified ways. Irvine was also well-connected to some very powerful figures in the Scottish Labour Party. What Blair does not mention in ‘A Journey’ was that as a junior barrister Blair worked in the chambers of the crooked lawyer George Carman. The George Carman who was a phenomenally violent alcoholic and gambling addict who kept company with prostitutes, gangsters and bent coppers, the George Carman who knew about the paedophile ring which operated in north Wales and Cheshire, the George Carman who knew that politicians were having sex with under-age children and the George Carman who numbered Jimmy Savile among his clients. For more details of the unsavoury activities and associates of George Carman, see posts ‘No Ordinary Methods’ and ‘No Ordinary Methods – Supplementary Post’.

Cherie didn’t work for Carman, but as this blog has previously mentioned Cherie was very well-networked with numerous ‘radical lawyers’ and many of them considered her a mentor. These were the radical lawyers who knew that children in care were being used for sex by public figures but who remained silent. Some of these lawyers such as Keith Vaz were employed by the local authorities whose children’s homes had been infiltrated by paedophiles. Others such as Harriet Harman worked in community law centres funded by the Councils in whose care children were being molested. Some like Gareth Peirce and Paul Boateng worked for Birnberg and Co at the time that Birnberg acted for Mary Wynch when she sued Dr Dafydd Alun Jones, before the whole world dropped her like a stone. Some like Patricia Scotland represented the organisations which had been responsible for allowing and concealing the abuse of children – after agreeing to represent the Welsh Office at the Waterhouse Inquiry, Patricia Scotland was given a peerage by Blair. Lawyers and politicians are great gossips and those radical lawyers, many of whom were involved with the Labour Party and later became very famous, will have talked about what was happening to those kids at the hands of the children’s services and mental health services – but no-one represented those kids or mental health patients. Some of those lawyers such as Helena Kennedy worked with psychiatrists who were colluding with abuse. Cherie will have known all about it and she and Blair will have known that it was a problem across the whole of the UK, including in the inner London Labour Councils and that those abusing the children included people from all political parties. I believe that this knowledge regarding where the bodies were buried was later used by Blair to exert political power.

When Blair became PM, again and again it was lawyers who had ignored, colluded with or concealed the serious abuse of children in care who were appointed to senior positions or given peerages. Goodies were also showered upon people who had kept schtum after they found out about such abuses through their work in the voluntary sector or as Councillors. People who covered up corruption in the NHS also flourished under Blair. This blog has named a few high profile people in these categories, such as dear old Margaret Hodge, Patricia Hewitt, Tessa Jowell, Paul Boateng, Patricia Scotland, Helena Kennedy, Andy Burnham etc but there were loads of people such as this who thrived under Blair.

Blair’s autobiography names more people of whom I was unaware and whilst I was researching them I came across yet more names. There isn’t the scope on this blog to mention them all – Blair clocked up an awful lot of advisors during his years in power and the remit of many of them was to introduce private business into the public services, including the NHS. Some of them subsequently became very rich as a result of their interests in this area. A number of Blair’s advisors had previously been members of, or had worked for, the Conservative Party. No wonder the unions loathed him – but of course because so many of those unions represented public sector workers who had colluded with the abuse of children in care or vulnerable people at the hands of the NHS, Blair had them over a barrel as well.

Many of Blair’s advisors became well-known as a result of working for him and are remembered for their time toadying to Blair or as leading lights in New Labour, but there a number of his inner circle who had previously worked for Neil Kinnock or even the Labour leaders before Kinnock. My post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’  details the links between Kinnock, his wife and the paedophiles’ friends. The generation of party workers who were around in Kinnock’s day – or of course who worked under Michael Foot or Jim Callaghan – were just as compromised as Kinnock. Not only was the north Wales/Cheshire paedophile ring well-established and busy in children’s homes as long ago as the 1960s – although it was in the 70s and 80s when business really seemed to boom – but it was during the 1960s and 70s that the appalling George Thomas aka Lord Tonypandy gained seniority in Parliament. Thomas himself has been investigated for the historical abuse of children, as was his mate Leo Abse, another Labour MP from south Wales.

Someone who remained a member of Blair’s inner circle who went back a very long way was Hillary Coffman. Coffman was a special advisor and media advisor to Blair’s Gov’t from 1997, worked for Blair during the 2001 General Election campaign and was later employed as a media advisor by Cherie. The Lords register of interests also lists her as an advisor to Charlie Falconer, Blair’s big buddy who was Lord Chancellor, 2003-07. Coffman resigned from her job with the Labour Party at the same time as Blair resigned as PM.

Coffman had previously been a spokesperson for Michael Foot, Neil Kinnock and John Smith. Coffman has been described as being totally loyal to the Labour Party – so she’ll have put the Labour Party above inconveniences like children being molested or illegally incarcerated in mental hospitals when they were older if they dared talk about what had happened to them.

Coffman became involved in a spat in 1996 when Brian Sedgemoor, a Labour MP, accused her of smearing him. Coffman had made it known that Sedgemoor was believed to have made some allegedly disloyal comments – Sedgemoor maintained that he hadn’t done this and alleged that Coffman had mobilised a substantial campaign against  him.

Coffman had been married to David Seymour, Alastair Campbell’s associate editor when Campbell had worked at the Daily Mirror. Seymour was Political Editor of the Daily Mirror, 1993-2006. So being married to ultra-loyal old Hillary, David Seymour may well have not reported a few things that he probably should have, lest it embarrassed the Labour Party.

Hillary later married David Hill. David Hill has had a very long association with the Labour Party. He worked as a press aide for Roy Hattersley whilst Hattersley was MP for Birmingham Sparkbrook and was Hattersley’s Chief of Staff when Hattersley became Deputy leader to Kinnock. Hill was then Director of Communications for the Labour Party, 1991-97. He left that position immediately after the 1997 General Election and joined Keith McDowell Associates. When that company was purchased by Lord Tim Bell – Thatcher’s old mate and PR guru – Hill ran the political PR arm of Bell’s company, Chimes Good Relations. Clients included Monsanto, Tesco and Corus. Corus was the steel company whose Director was Bryan Sanderson, Chair of BUPA who supported New Labour in the 2001 General Election. Hill managed the publicity for Corus when they sacked thousands of workers. He was then seconded to work for New Labour during the 2001 General Election campaign, during which time he was senior press spokesperson at the Labour Party HQ at Millbank. After Alastair Campbell stood down in 2003, Hill replaced him as New Labour spinner in chief – he remained as Director of Communications for Number 10 until 2007. He then resigned along with Coffman when Blair stood down and Hill returned to work for Tim Bell at Bell Pottinger.

Another loyal servant of Blair’s who went back a long way was Bruce Grocott. Grocott was Blair’s PPS 1994-97, when Blair was leader of the opposition, then again 1997-2001, when Blair was PM. Grocott was MP for Lichfield and Tamworth 1974-79, then for Telford 1987-97.

Grocott and his wife Sally were both students at Leicester University in the early 1960s. In 2012 Leicester University welcomed Grocott back as Chancellor! Greville Janner, the Labour MP who was known to have molested children in care in Leicestershire but who was never prosecuted despite being interviewed by police and a file being sent to the CPS, was MP for Leicester West, 1974-97. Janner molested children along with Frank Beck, a senior social worker for Leicestershire County Council who in 1991 was sentenced to five life terms for sexual and physical assaults against more than 100 children n his care. Janner was elevated to the Lords in 1997. My post ‘The Great And The Good’ details a few extracts from a highly incriminating book that Janner wrote before he was reported to the police for sexually abusing children. Janner’s Leicester West seat was succeeded by Patricia Hewitt. Hewitt had spent nine years as General Secretary of the NCCL whilst the NCCL was associated with PIE and was campaigning for paedophiles’ rights. In 1983 Hewitt left the NCCL and took up the post of Neil Kinnock’s press secretary. Hewitt is considered to have been one of the key figures who helped Kinnock ‘modernise’ the Labour Party. Hewitt was elected for Leicester West in 1997 when Blair became PM. Blair appointed her Minister for Women in 2001 and in 2005 appointed her Secretary of State for Health. She remained in that post until 2007. Hewitt left the Cabinet when Blair resigned. After she left the Commons in 2010 Hewitt took on a series of lucrative directorships, including one associated with private healthcare. She was also involved in the ‘cash for access’ scandal.

Forensic psychiatrist Dr James Earp of the mental health services in Leicester colluded with the criminal activities of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales (see post ‘An Expert From England’) and the mental health services for which Earp worked had their base in Leicester University’s Medical School. Earp and his colleagues will undoubtedly have known about Janner, Beck and the abuse of children in care on their patch. I have discovered a direct connection between Earp and the mental health services in Wales. A Royal College of Psychiatrists Summer Newsletter of 2013 contains an interview with ‘psychiatrist of the month’, Dr Mark Janas who has been Consultant Forensic Psychiatrist at the Caswell Clinic, Bridgend since 1999 and Regional Advisor in Forensic Psychiatry for Wales for the Royal College of Psychiatrists since 2011. Janas trained at the University of Wales College of Medicine (ie. Cardiff Medical School) and whilst he was doing his training also completed an LLM at Cardiff Law School, as a result of his interest in medico-legal issues.  During the interview Janas remarks that the psychiatrist who had influenced him most was Dr James Earp, whom he worked with when Janas was a junior psychiatrist working in Leicester. Since 2004 Janas has been Training Programme Director for Higher Training in Forensic Psychiatry in Wales. After being influenced by a crook concealing the serious abuse of children.

Whilst I was working in St George’s Hospital Medical School in 1989, Dr X, ie. Tony Francis, and his delightful colleagues from Gwynedd Social Services held a ‘case conference’ about me at the paedophiles’ victims’ prison Garth Angharad in north Wales, with Dr Chris Hunter from the Whitchurch Hospital and Caswell Clinic, a man whom I did not know existed. The result of this case conference was Chris Hunter announcing that I was extremely dangerous and that Hunter would be happy to compile a Court report about me. I was not facing any charges at the time. Within a few months of this case conference, I had however been arrested as a result of Tony Francis and his wife Sadie Francis – also a Top Doctor – perjuring themselves. The serious charges against me were dropped before the trial. I only discovered that I had been the subject of Chris Hunter’s case conference and diagnosis last year when my lawyer forwarded me documents from my medical records that she’d managed to obtain. Hunter’s opinion that I was extremely dangerous had been entered upon my medical records and forwarded to a number of people without my knowledge. Please see post ‘The Night of the (Dr Chris) Hunter’ for details.

Leicester was quite a honey pot for politicians who ended up in scandal but simply went from strength to strength – the notorious Keith Vaz, a lawyer who previously worked for Islington Council whilst children in the care of Islington were molested, who then worked as a community lawyer in a centre funded by Leicester City Council, has been MP for Leicester East since 1987. Vaz’s sister Valerie, like Keith a lawyer, was a Councillor for Ealing, 1986-90 and has been MP for Walsall South since 2010. Valerie worked as a lawyer for local Gov’t and then, whilst Blair was PM, worked in the Treasury Solicitor’s Dept and in the Ministry of Justice. I think that Valerie will have been working under Charlie Falconer at the time. Keith and Valerie’s mother was a Councillor in Leicester. Valerie is now said to be ‘dominating’ the newly created  cross-party working group examining  sexual abuse in Westminster.

Leicester was not the only hot-spot for the abuse of children and mental health patients where Grocott touched down. Grocott lectured at what later became Birmingham Poly (now Birmingham City University) and was at the same time a Councillor on Bromsgrove Urban District Council. Birmingham had a massive problem with the abuse of children in care, police corruption and abuse and corruption in its mental health services. Professor Robert Bluglass – an old friend of this blog who covered up the criminal activities of Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’) – was a leading figure in Birmingham University Medical School and in Birmingham NHS for years. Bluglass mysteriously requested that his name be taken off the medical register some years ago and nearly all references to him on the internet disappeared – although poor old Bluglass became an internet star again when I began this blog, just when he wanted to disappear! – but his wife Kerry Bluglass, a Top Doctor herself, lived to fight another day. Bluglass still lives a pretty good life though – he owns Compton Verney, one of Europe’s finest art galleries and enjoys himself singing in the St James’s Singers, of which he and Kerry are both Vice-Presidents and of which Dame Judi Dench is Patron. He’s a cut above your common or garden paedophiles’ friend.

Grocott clearly developed a penchant for living in the gutter – between 1972-74 he lectured at North Staffordshire Poly (now Staffordshire University) and Grocott now lives in Staffordshire. You’ve guessed it – there was a problem with child abuse in Staffordshire! The abuse of children in care in Staffordshire hit the media in the 1980s when the activities of Tony Latham and his ‘pin-down’ regime were revealed. Latham was a social worker who sounded a bit like the obnoxious Keith Fearns of Gwynedd Social Services – he was an aggressive bully, everyone was frightened of him, he ran a number of dodgy businesses that were rather inconsistent with the role of a senior social worker and no-one challenged him despite constant complaints about his conduct. Some years ago I knew an elderly lady – a retired headmistress – who had been a foster parent in Staffordshire in the 1970s and 80s. One of the girls whom she fostered told her that she had been abused by a social worker. The lady whom I knew contacted the social services immediately. Both her foster daughters were removed from her care and she never saw them again. Her husband was accused of abusing the girls himself, was arrested and was held on remand in prison. He was eventually acquitted, but he and his wife then fled Staffordshire and went into hiding.

There was of course another problem in Staffordshire as well – the local NHS. Mid-Staffs only became infamous more recently despite the best efforts of Blair’s Gov’t to hide what was happening there, but as in north Wales serious problems had been brewing away for decades. I found a reference in Hansard to the difficulties in the NHS in Stafford whilst John Major was still PM. As ever, Westminster went into denial whilst patients died.

Grocott will have known that the ‘services’ in Staffordshire were abusing children, framing innocent people who found out about it and killing the NHS patients. It will have been this knowledge that made him so useful to Blair.

Grocott was useful to a few people years before Blair emerged as a big cheese. Shortly after he was first elected, in October 1974 Grocott was appointed PPS to the Minister for Local Gov’t and Planning and remained in the post until 1976 – the Minister in question was John Silkin. Younger readers will probably never have heard of him, but he was a big figure in the Labour Party and challenged for the leadership after Callaghan resigned.

John Silkin was a Labour politician who was a lawyer from an influential family of Labour politicians who were lawyers. His father was Lewis Silkin, MP for Peckham (Harriet Harman’s future manor) and a Minister in Clement Attlee’s Gov’t between 1945-50. Silkin’s brother Arthur was a civil servant and his other brother Samuel was a barrister, a Labour MP and Attorney General between 1974-79, under Harold Wilson’s and then Jim Callaghan’s Gov’t. So Samuel Silkin was yet another legal advisor to two Gov’ts who knew that some public figures, including politicians, were molesting children in care and banging up witnesses and complainants in psychiatric hospitals. Samuel was also Chairman of the Society of Labour Lawyers. He was a Councillor for Camberwell Borough Council 1953-59 and in 1964 became the MP for Dulwich, a seat he held until 1983. Gerald Bowden – a Conservative – succeeded him, but in 1992 the seat was won for Labour once more by dear old Tessa Jowell, one of Blair’s biggest mates! Tessa – who had been a childcare officer with Lambeth Borough Council whilst the Council’s homes were rife with paedophiles, a psychiatric social worker at the Maudsley Hospital which concealed child abuse and Assistant Director of MIND whilst MIND concealed the sexual abuse of children and associated criminal wrongdoing in psychiatry. Tessa – who had just kept the lid on so much shit and ended up as Minister for Women under Blair and in the Lords (see post ‘Tower Hamlets, Paul Boateng and Tessa Jowell’).

John Silkin had been a student at the University of Wales, but I haven’t been able to find out at which college. He served in the Royal Navy Voluntary Reserve and was a Councillor for the Metropolitan Borough of Marylebone 1962-63 – the area will have covered Harley Street. He was MP for Deptford 1963-64, then MP for Lewisham, 1974-87. He was succeeded by one of the Labour Wimmin who also kept schtum about child abuse, Joan Ruddock. Silkin was Gov’t Chief Whip, 1966-69. Who gets given the job of Chief Whip? Someone who has a lot of dirt on a lot of people and is prepared to twist their arms over it. Silkin was Leader of the Commons, 1968-69. When Labour were in opposition Silkin was Shadow Secretary of State for Health and Social Services, 1972-74.

So between 1974-76, Silkin was Minister of State for Local Gov’t and Planning, with Grocott as his PPS. The Secretary of State above them was Tony Crosland, Secretary of State for the Environment. Tony Crosland was one of the big figures in post-war Labour politics. He studied at Oxford and became President of the Oxford Union and then taught there as well. Among his students were Tony Benn as well as Norris and Ross McWhirter. Crosland was then elected as MP for South Gloucestershire and subsequently Great Grimsby. Crosland was Secretary of State for Education and Science 1965-67, President of the Board of Trade 1967-69, Secretary of State for the Environment 1974-76 and Secretary of State for the Foreign Office and Commonwealth Affairs, 1976-77.

Tony Crosland was considered a socialist intellectual on the right of the party, the leader and intellectual guru of the ‘social democratic’ wing of the Labour Party in the 1970s. He famously hated grammar schools and told his wife that he would destroy every one of them. He supported James Callaghan for the Party leadership on the grounds that Harold Wilson was a crook and George Brown was a drunk.

Crosland was bisexual and when he was a student at Oxford he had a relationship with Roy Jenkins. In the late 1990s Roy Jenkins was an advisor to one Tony Blair!

Roy Jenkins came from south Wales and was the son of Arthur Jenkins, an NUM official who became President of the South Wales Miners Federation and the Labour MP for Pontypool. Arthur Jenkins was appointed PPS to Clement Attlee. Roy was a student at University College Cardiff, then Balliol, Oxford. Whilst at Oxford, as well as having an affair with Tony Crosland, Roy Jenkins was mates with Denis Healey and Ted Heath.

During the war Roy Jenkins worked as a code breaker at Bletchley Park, but as the case of Jean Trumpington demonstrates (see post ’95 Glorious Years!’), Bletchley Park played fast and loose with job titles, so who knows what Roy Jenkins really did at Bletchley Park.

In 1948 Roy was elected as Labour MP for Southwark Central and then in 1950 as MP for Birmingham Stetchford, a seat he held until 1977. So he’ll have known about Bluglass et al then. Roy Jenkins was Home Secretary 1965-67 under Harold Wilson, then Chancellor of the Exchequer 1967-70. So Roy was Home Secretary when Bryn Estyn was an approved school managed directly by the Home Office and the paedophiles who later went to prison for abusing the boys there were gradually filling the place up – having been given jobs after they had abused boys in approved schools managed by the Home Office in other parts of the country. Between 1970-72 Roy was Deputy Leader of the Labour Party and when Wilson won the election in 1974 and returned to power, Jenkins once more became Home Secretary. He remained in post until 1976, when he left politics. Between 1977-81, Jenkins was President of the European Commission.

In 1981 Jenkins decided that the world needed him to do something about Michael Foot, so he founded the SDP, along with Dr Death, Shirl and Bill Rodgers. Roy was very much the leader of the Gang of Four. In 1982 he won a by-election and became the MP for Glasgow Hillhead. Roy got really excited and the Gang of Four anointed him Prime Minister Designate for the 1983 General Election campaign, but it all fell apart when the SDP did rather badly at the election and Roy resigned as leader. Dr Death took over instead – the Dr Death who had worked with the monstrous Dr William Sargant when Dr Death was a junior psychiatrist, the Dr Death with connections in Wales to Top Doctors, the Dr Death whom I was told knew some of the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales (see post ‘Dr Death’).

In 1987 George Galloway defeated Roy at the polls. The same year Roy became Chancellor of Oxford University, a post he retained until 2003. Roy picked up a peerage as well of course and became the leader of the Liberal Democrats in the Lords, under Paddy Ashdown.

Roy was considered a liberalising Home Secretary and he observed that the permissive society is the civilised society. He oversaw reform of the law on obscene publications, on homosexuality, on divorce and on crime and punishment. He was a bit of a joke on the left with his penchant for high living and fine wines but the joke turned sour when he formed the SDP. As well as his affair with Tony Crosland, Jenkins had a number of affairs with women throughout his marriage, often posh socialites. John Campbell’s 2014 book about Jenkins, ‘Roy Jenkins: A Well-Rounded Life’, seems to be an attempt to sanitise Roy Jenkins and stresses that Roy wasn’t actually a homosexual, although Campbell acknowledges that Jenkins had a relationship with Tony Crosland. Which is a bit like all these claims that Oliver Reed didn’t have an ounce of homoeroticism in him as he wrestled naked in mud with other men. I don’t mind who Roy Jenkins wrestled naked with in terms of consenting adults, but I really do wish that this great reformer hadn’t concealed the sexual abuse of children and the associated criminal activities of Dr Death’s associates.

Jenkins wasn’t merely Blair’s advisor, he is considered to have been a key influence on New Labour. His official biographer was a big mate of Blair’s, Andrew Adonis.

Cardiff University are so proud of Roy that one of their halls of residence is named after him.

 

So although John Silkin knew about all the shit in health and social care, he wouldn’t have been able to use it against Heath because Silkin’s hands were filthy as well. Silkin was Shadow Leader of the Commons under Michael Foot, 1980-83, then Shadow Secretary of State for Defence under Foot and then Kinnock, 1981-84.

Silkin was married to Rosamund John, who was an actress and Labour activist ten years older than him. He categorised himself as being on the ‘soft left’ of the Labour Party, but that it didn’t mean that he was going to fight for people being abused by the state if he thought that he could become leader of the Labour Party by keeping quiet about it.

John Silkin was mates with Tam Dalyell. When I was young I used to appreciate Tam Dalyell because of his tenacity in trying to hold Thatcher to account for the lies that she and her Gov’t told about the sinking of the General Belgrano. Whilst researching for this blog however, I have had cause to look up the obituaries of many politicians, some of whom I know concealed – or actually did – some dreadful things. Tam Dalyell had a sideline in writing obituaries – again and again Tam Dalyell described these absolute bastards who had colluded with serious crime in glowing terms. I know that it is customary to be polite in obituaries, but Tam really pushed the boat out to ensure that a lot of deeply unpleasant people were fondly remembered. He will have known the truth about them – and he was mates with some of them as well.

Tam never got very far with his efforts to squeeze the truth out of Thatcher and the Tories used to just shout him down or filibuster. Of course what Tam Dalyell never did was to get rid of Thatcher by making it public that her PPS Sir Peter Morrison was abusing children from north Wales children’s homes and that kids from those homes were being trafficked to Westminster to provide sexual services for politicians and their colleagues – and that witnesses were being found dead or were being illegally incarcerated in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. Because the Labour Party was host to the likes of Greville Janner, George Thomas and scores of Councillors in the Metropolitan Authorities who were running boroughs where children in care were also being abused.

 

So Bruce Grocott had a big mate in John Silkin and will have acquired a lot of dirt on a lot of people. In 1987 Grocott was appointed Deputy Shadow Leader of the Commons – Jack Cunningham was Leader – and then Grocott became an advisor to Kinnock. Kinnock and his wife Glenys were already mates with the likes of Cledwyn Hughes who was concealing child abuse and associated wrongdoing in north Wales (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’). When the Labour Party finally gave up on Kinnock, Grocott was appointed Foreign Affairs spokesman under the next leader, John Smith.

After stepping down from the Commons in 2001 having loyally served Blair – including throughout those fraught years whilst the Waterhouse Inquiry was hearing about the dreadful abuse of children in north Wales and then heaven forbid when the Waterhouse Report was published and despite doing its best at a cover-up had to admit that children had been horrendously abused and that a paedophile ring had been in operation in north Wales and Cheshire, via the social services, but reassured us that NO public figures had abused the children – Grocott was given a peerage! Grocott was Gov’t Chief Whip in the Lords, 2002-08. So by the time Grocott finished his stint as Chief Whip in the Lords, Blair was no longer PM and Gordon could be blamed for everything. Phew!

Grocott ticked another box that was important to Blair as well – between 1979-87, Grocott wasn’t in Parliament. But he made himself useful – he worked as a producer and presenter for Central TV. Just in case anyone thought of making a documentary about organised child abuse and the associated abuse in the psychiatric services…

 

Whilst Bruce Grocott was Blair’s PPS, Blair employed another person as PPS to work alongside Grocott – but unlike Grocott this person didn’t get a mention in ‘A Journey’ and isn’t in the Lords.  However I suspect that this person was very important to Blair in terms of keeping the lid on the Westminster Paedophile Ring…

The person concerned will be discussed in ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part II’, which will be coming soon.

 

 

 

 

 

I Don’t Believe It!

The main stars of this post have both feet in the grave rather than just one, but their poisonous legacy lingers on.

In my post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’ I mentioned that one of the many old pupils from Bishop Gore School (formerly Swansea Grammar) who had achieved great eminence was Professor John Howell, President of the BMA, 1989-90. As detailed on previous posts, at this time the Top Doctors in the mental health services in north Wales were busy perjuring themselves in an attempt to have me imprisoned, actually documented their plans to do this and cc’d those plans to their partners in crime in various senior NHS and Social Services posts. In the case of Dr Tony Francis (Dr X), he was using the services of the MDU and Welsh Office lawyers to frame me – although the MDU lawyer, Ann Ball, was telling him not to proceed with litigation against me and the Welsh Office lawyer, Andrew Park, admitted that there was no evidence that I had committed the offences that Francis was alleging. Ann Ball and Andrew Park were well aware that I was raising concerns about Francis and his colleagues being involved in criminal activities – I spoke to Ann Ball about this myself on the telephone. Francis was also cc’ing the BMA into much of his correspondence. The BMA whilst John Howell was President.

John Howell was known as Jack. He died in 2015 and a Diana Brighouse wrote the BMJ’s obituary of him. Diana was one of his former students at Southampton. Diana explained that Jack Howell told her that if ever she needed advice or was concerned about anything, she could always go to him. I bet he did – that is the time honoured method which is used by Top Doctors to identify potential whistleblowers among medical students or junior doctors and get rid of them fast using methods of which they will be unaware and will probably only find out about years later – as I have discovered myself… Diana mentioned that Jack emphasised to her and the other students how important it is to persuade their patients to trust them and he showed them the way by sitting next to patients and asking them where they lived, what they did for a living etc. I remember it well – the corrupt Dr D.G.E. Wood pumped me for info regarding Brown and me and used it to stuff us over, as did Tony Francis. ‘For God’s sake don’t trust me, I’m a doctor facilitating a paedophile gang and the sexual exploitation of patients.’ Diana mourned not only Jack but the sort of medicine that he practiced. I’ve got news for Diana – she has nothing to worry about, Jack’s style of medicine is alive and kicking, even if Jack isn’t. Intriguingly Diana mentioned that all the students called Howell ‘whispering Jack’.

Jack Howell was the co-founder of Southampton Medical School. He was born in Swansea in 1926 and qualified at the Middlesex Hospital in 1950. He was Senior Lecturer and Consultant at the Manchester Royal Infirmary, 1960-69 and in 1969 was appointed Foundation Professor of Medicine at Southampton. He was President of the British Thoracic Society, 1988-89 and Chairman of Southampton District Health Authority, 1983-98.

Jack Howell was a friend and colleague of Donald Acheson who was UK Chief Medical Officer, 1983-91. Acheson was also involved in the foundation and development of Southampton Medical School. Acheson was President of the BMA in 1996-97 – as the Waterhouse Inquiry was launched and began taking evidence. Acheson also trained at the Middlesex Hospital and was a similar vintage to Howell. Dr T. Gwynne Williams, the lobotomist who worked at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and who assisted Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and Dr Tony Francis in concealing the North Wales Paedophile Ring, trained at the Middlesex Hospital. He was slightly older than Acheson and Howell but the Middlesex has loyal alumni – as do all medical schools – and they will have all known each other. Donald Acheson helped the Tory Gov’t out of a pickle whilst Thatcher’s aide Sir Peter Morrison MP – among others – were abusing children in care in north Wales (see post Professor Prestigious And His Associates’).

Both I and an embryologist who was a graduate of Aberystwyth University had very odd experiences when we were interviewed for jobs at Southampton Medical School’s newly created IVF Unit in 1989. I suspect that part of the explanation for this was my raising concerns about what was going on in north Wales at the time as well as wrongdoing in Southampton Medical School which the people interviewing us feared that we might notice. Please see post ‘Professor Prestigious And His Associates’ for full details.

Donald Acheson had – quite incredibly considering what he concealed during his career – carried out work on health inequalities whilst he was CMO. He was assisted in this by one Michael Marmot, now Professor Michael Marmot, the go-to man globally where health inequalities are concerned – I suspect that Acheson and Marmot’s earth shattering contribution to this research is the reason why health inequalities remain stubbornly with us (see post ‘Professor Prestigious And His Associates’). Tony Blair commissioned Acheson to Chair an Inquiry into inequalities in health in 1997 and then in 2008 Gordon Brown commissioned Marmot to review health inequalities. Marmot worked at UCL and was President of the BMA, 2010-11. UCL has a flagship health inequalities unit led by Michael Marmot – which is ‘supported’ by the Department of Health and the BMA.

In 1987 the Middlesex Hospital and UCL merged. The senior administrator who worked at the Court of the University of London who oversaw that merger was Ann Widdecombe. Despite having such a senior job, London University were most helpful to Honest Ann when she was seeking a Conservative seat – she was allowed extensive paid leave to campaign and was even given the use of a member of the secretarial staff from London University to assist her. Widdecombe was also overtly encouraged and supported by her boss at the University when she was involved in covert activity opposing CND. The Anglesey Conservative Association were particularly eager to snare Widdecombe as their Parliamentary candidate. Details of Widdecombe’s extraordinary path to Westminster may be read in my post ‘Doris Karloff – Honest About Her Expenses But Not Much Else’.

Another old boy of Swansea Grammar who was of a similar vintage to Jack Howell was Lord Brian Flowers, who became Rector of Imperial College and then Vice-Chancellor of the University of London. My post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’ provides an account of Flowers’ career. I mentioned that Flowers was running the University of London whilst there was endemic misconduct and research fraud occurring at RPMS (Royal Postgraduate Medical School)/Hammersmith Hospital (see post ‘A Cause Close To Our Hearts’) and whilst St George’s Hospital Medical School employed Oliver Brooke – a key figure in a pan-European paedophile ring who was imprisoned for the possession of child porn – as their Professor of Paediatrics. Flowers was in post whilst the University of London was doing all it could to ensure that Ann Widdecombe became a Tory MP.

Whilst I was a postgrad at RPMS, I was told by a fellow student who’s husband was a member of staff there that it was known that one particularly questionable academic at RPMS – even by the standards of RPMS  – was Professor Julia Polak. Polak was famed for her utter ruthlessness. She was a Top Doctor who had qualified in Argentina but her qualification wasn’t recognised in the UK. When she arrived in the UK she was taken under the wing of one of the few really decent academics at RPMS who gave her research facilities and helped her to build her career. When he retired and wanted to remain as an Emeritus Professor – by which time Polak was managing the department – Polak refused him any facilities. I was told by more than one person that Polak would do anything to make a name for herself and that she was believed to be committing even more audacious research fraud than many of her colleagues. I met one person who had been shafted by her whilst a PhD student.

A few years after I left London, Julia Polak became famous. She was the centre of a story worthy of the script writers of ‘Holby City’. In the 1990s Polak had begun to feel a little unwell. Nothing serious or too worrying, just a bit of breathlessness really. At the time Polak was working with Professor Sir Magdi Yacoub, the transplant surgeon at Harefield Hospital, researching ways of improving the treatment of patients with pulmonary hypertension.  Julia mentioned that she had been experiencing a bit of breathlessness and her colleagues urged her to get herself checked out. After a while she reluctantly agreed to be examined by one of her colleagues at RPMS/Hammersmith Hospital – specifically who does not seem to be public knowledge. To her absolute amazement, not only was she suffering from exactly the same condition on which she and Yacoub were working  – pulmonary hypertension – but she was seriously ill as a result of it! In fact she was at death’s door and Magdi recommended a heart and lung transplant. Julia was most reluctant to agree, but after a short while she realised that it was the only answer. She was whisked off to Harefield Hospital where she waited nearly two months in intensive care for organs to become available. The call came at 2am whilst she was on a weekend visit home – so back into Harefield she went and in 1995 the life-saving surgery was performed by the great man himself. Julia laid low for a few weeks, but once she was back on her feet, she realised that her life’s work was now to Discover A Cure for lung disease.

Julia set about publicising Her True Story, founded the Julia Polak Lung Transplant Fund and then along with her colleague Larry Hench she established and later led the Centre for Tissue Engineering and Regenerative Medicine at Imperial College – RPMS/Hammersmith and the other London medical schools were merged with Imperial College at the behest of Lord Brian Flowers. Magdi Yacoub joined Julia’s new Centre.  Julia’s Story became the basis for a novel by Rosemary Friedman, ‘Intensive Care’. So business-like was Julia about her Life’s Work that she even produced her own old diseased lungs to show to students at RPMS.

Julia was made. She became Dame Julia and advised on Parliamentary Committees. She obtained funding from the Texas/UK Collaborative Research Initiative in Biosciences. Sadly in 2014 she died of ‘undisclosed causes’. At the time of her death at 75 years old, Dame Julia was one of the world’s longest surviving heart and lung transplant patients.

So someone with a reputation for being prepared to murder her grandmother if it would advance her, as well as for research fraud, who worked in an institution in which misconduct was endemic and in which other senior academics were known to be carrying out research fraud, managed to suddenly develop the condition which she was researching which was only diagnosed by an unidentified colleague in the fraud-plagued institution in which she worked herself, then nearly died of the condition which she was researching which had been diagnosed by her colleague, then made a Lazarusesque recovery after a double transplant performed by another colleague – which took place at 2am at the weekend, so there won’t have been that many people around to witness or indeed not witness the operation. In the wake of all this, a novel is written, heart-tugging charities are set up and the millions roll in. The benefactors are the institution which employed in a senior position everybody involved with saving Julia’s life and of course Julia, Magdi and their colleagues, including Lord Brian Flowers. As for the displaying of the diseased lungs to the students – diseased organs are ten a penny at RPMS, whilst I was a postgrad there we were given them to dissect every day. Organs and other specimens are frequently kept by hospitals without consent and sometimes unlawfully. When I worked at St George’s I came across a foetus in a jar and I asked the dreadful Dr Cathy Wilson – who’s lab this was in – the age of the foetus (because it looked fully formed) and she shrieked at me. Probably because that foetus should not have been in a jar sitting in her lab and she knew it.

Lest anyone unfamiliar with the everyday story of medical school folk have difficulty believing that Polak et al could ever get away with a fraud as substantial as the one that I suspect them of having committed, I wanna tell you a story to quote Max Bygraves.

Some two years after I left St Georges and their criminal wrongdoing behind, I read in the ‘Indie’ and the ‘Guardian’ that a consultant at St George’s had made history by saving an ectopic pregnancy. He had carried out an operation in which he had transferred the embryo from the Fallopian tube into the uterus, the pregnancy had progressed to term and had resulted in the birth of a healthy baby. The consultant who had performed this miracle was Malcom Pearce, who had been my boss at St George’s. Malcolm Pearce was very energetic and cleverer than a lot of his colleagues and I didn’t think was as poisonous as many of them, but people did used to grumble about him and his excessive drinking and there were whispers that a Chair in the US was going to be found for Malcolm before he somehow disgraced himself at St George’s. So when I read about the miracle that Malcolm had performed I presumed that he had sorted the boozing and had achieved something. In 1994 a huge scandal blew up at St George’s. It transpired that Malcolm had not performed the operation which he claimed. He hadn’t even attempted to perform it. He had made the whole thing up and published it. It was never made clear how Malcolm’s fraud was uncovered, but once it was, Sir William Asscher the ‘absolute bastard’ (to quote a former colleague) who was the Dean of St George’s conducted an inquiry. It was found that Malcolm had doctored (so to speak) medical records and had fabricated the results of some other clinical trials. Malcolm was subsequently struck off.

The question that I have always been interested in is why was Malcolm Pearce hung out to dry for doing something that huge swathes of his colleagues were doing – research fraud – and for doing a lot less than some others – for example facilitating a paedophile ring in north Wales…

When Malcolm’s fraud became public, everyone followed the line of ‘We’re shocked and disgusted and we knew nuzzin…’ Well did no-one wonder where the baby that Malcom had successfully saved was? This was a medical first, surely that baby would have been of interest. As would be the baby’s mum. Where was she? What about the rest of the team who had looked after the mother and baby? Where were they? What about the theatre staff who would have been present at the medical miracle? There must have been some degree of collusion on the part of at least some other members of staff.

Somebody else suffered badly from the fall-out over Malcolm’s fantasy, but not as badly as Malcolm did – Professor Geoffrey Chamberlain, the Professor and the Head of the Obstetrics and Gynaecology Dept at St George’s and at the time President of the Royal College of Obstetricians and Gynaecologists. Chamberlain had co-authored the paper with Malcolm. Chamberlain gave evidence at Malcolm’s GMC hearing, blamed the whole business on Malcolm and made a few Dr Finlayesque comments about having trusted Malcolm and having been dreadfully let down by him. Chamberlain didn’t get the knighthood that he was expected to be in line for, but he wasn’t struck off or disciplined in any way.

I confess to having been very slow on the uptake about this matter. I have blogged about all it previously and because I have been so pre-occupied with why Malcolm was thrown to the wolves when others were doing so much worse, I have missed the obvious. Chamberlain CO-AUTHORED THE PAPER. Of course Chamberlain too would have wanted to meet the mother and baby involved – Chamberlain was famously sociable and clubbable, the patients loved him and he had a Harley Street practice with celeb patients as well. He would have wanted to be photographed with that baby and to have featured in feel-good stories.

Geoffrey Chamberlain was in on that fraud but he was the one who got away. Surprise Surprise!

Chamberlain was Welsh. His father Albert was Secretary to the Lord Mayor of Cardiff. Chamberlain went to Llandaff Cathedral School, Cowbridge Grammar School and then read medicine at UCL. He trained at RPMS, GOSH, Queen Charlottes and Chelsea Hospital for Women and King’s College Hospital, London. He was Professor of Obs and Gynae at St George’s, 1982-95. Between 2000-08 he lectured in the history of medicine at Swansea University.

Between 1955-74 Geoffrey Chamberlain served with the Royal Naval Volunteer Reserve and reached the rank of surgeon commander. Gwynne the lobotomist who facilitated the paedophile ring in north Wales had also spent a number of years as a surgeon in the Royal Navy.

Geoffrey Chamberlain had been a colleague of and was on good terms with Oliver Brooke. Oliver Brooke’s stash of child porn was discovered in the cupboards of an office in St George’s.

 

We cannot ask Geoffrey Chamberlain to explain his wrongdoing because he is now dead. However I believe that his wife, another Top Doctor, Professor Jocelyn Chamberlain, is still alive. Jocelyn spent much of her career involved with the cervical screening programme – another field of medicine in which lies have been told. In the 1970s Jocelyn Chamberlain worked at the Middlesex Hospital.

The victims of and witnesses to the paedophile ring in north Wales were found dead Jocelyn. Time for you to make a police statement before you too are no longer with us. Perhaps you’d also like to tell us why Malcolm Pearce was lynched – was he about to grass you all up? Because Malcolm Pearce was finished off at the same time as Gordon Anglesea the former senior officer with the North Wales Police was awarded nearly £400k damages after he was accused of sexually abusing boys in care in north Wales and as investigations into the possibility of a paedophile ring in north Wales began. In 2016 Gordon Anglesea was imprisoned for historical sexual offences against boys in care in north Wales. Weeks after giving evidence against Anglesea, the young man who accused him of abuse was found dead.

Every summer the Chamberlains used to hold a garden party at their house in Wimbledon. One of their neighbours was George Carman QC, the corrupt barrister who knew about the north Wales paedophile ring (see posts ‘No Ordinary Methods’ and ‘No Ordinary Methods – Supplementary Post’). Just down the road in Wandsworth lived Michael Mansfield, the radical lawyer who also studiously ignored anything to do with the north Wales paedophile ring (see post ‘Workers’ Play Time’).

 

95 Glorious Years!

Baroness Jean Trumpington retired from the House of Lords at the end of last month at the age of 95 and what a fuss in the media there was. Trumpers – as she likes to be known – was interviewed and featured everywhere, in a consistently positive way. Much was made of the fact that Trumpers virtually single-handedly defended Hitler, that she gave Thatcher a few good bollockings and that she ‘dealt with’ Lloyd George as a young woman. Trumpers was even named in a ‘Guardian’ article as a feminist icon and the nation remembered her stellar performances on ‘Have I Got News For You’ and other light entertainment programmes.

A few weeks before she announced her retirement, this blog revealed that Trumpers had actually been the Minister in the DHSS responsible for appointing Jimmy Savile general manager of Broadmoor – where he sexually assaulted and raped a number of women patients, two of whom are thought to have killed themselves as a result. When I wrote that – it was just a bit of information that I supplied in a comment following my ‘Wheels Within Wheels Or Flies Drawn To The Same Incestuously Corrupt Shithouse?’ post – I’d barely heard of Trumpers, although I had seen her on ‘Have I got News For You’. I was fascinated to hear that it was she who appointed Savile whilst she was Parliamentary Under-Secretary of State – not just because it was a stupid monstrous thing to do, but because Edwina Currie took the flak for that. Indeed, this blog gave Edwina Currie flak for it – Currie was also a Minister in the DHSS, working under Ken Clarke as Secretary of State, who after Savile’s death held her hands up to appointing him. Currie admitted attending dinners in the Athenaeum with Savile, corrupt civil servants and Savile’s former NHS manager mate from Leeds, Alan Franey (see post ‘Socio-Political Context Of The North Wales Mental Health Services In The 1980s’). Yet it was Trumpers who did the dirty deed – I suspect that Trumpers attended a few knees ups in the Athenaeum along with the rest of them.

So why did Edwina – and to a lesser extent Ken Clarke – cover Trumpers’ arse? Edwina was having to defend herself repeatedly in public while furious people demanded to know how she could ever have been so foolish as to appoint a serial sex offender to such a position. A public inquiry into Savile was taking place, the BBC was under fire, monuments to Savile were being taken down and even the over-the-top headstone from his grave was removed – throughout it all, no-one mentioned Trumpers. Edwina is no shrinking violent – did she perhaps have such a good relationship with Trumpers that she was happy to protect a friend who had been guilty of a huge misjudgement but was basically a decent person? Unlikely, based on an interview that Trumpers herself gave to the ‘Guardian’ in 2004 – Trumpers stated that Edwina was a ‘bitch’, was ‘dreadful’, talked far too much and that Trumpers was always having to clean up after her. Trumpers mentioned the eggs business as an example. The eggs business was interesting – Edwina had to resign because she pissed off some very wealthy factory farmers who stood to go bankrupt. Edwina had made public comment stating that ‘most of our egg production’ was infected with salmonella – which at that time was true. Not every egg was infected with salmonella, but just about every intensive egg farm in the UK was infected with salmonella. Edwina had already been rude to the elderly who had suffered from hypothermia, she’d made misleading comments about the effectiveness of the UK’s cervical screening programme – but she was out on her ear when she told the truth about a highly profitable sector of the country’s intensive agriculture sector.

What Edwina didn’t do all by herself though was appoint a serial sex offender to a senior job in a secure hospital housing sex offenders as well as the victims of sex offenders. (Yes, the dear old NHS still does that. There have been cases where women who have been raped found themselves in the same hospital as the man who raped them. I shared a ward at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh with a rapist and a man who had killed his wife and at Springfield Hospital I shared a ward with yet another man who had murdered his wife. I do not believe that this should result in a policy of single sex wards as dear old MIND have been trying to implement, but I do think that sex offenders or men with a track record of violence towards women should not be placed in wards with women.)

Not only did Trumpers appoint Savile and then when it was revealed years later enjoy full protection from the scrutiny of the media, but presumably at the time no-one told Trumpers that it was a ridiculous and dangerous appointment. Some of the civil servants themselves were fully on board and were partners in crime with Savile and it is quite clear from his autobiography that in his capacity as Secretary of State for Health Ken Clarke didn’t really give a stuff about the chaos that presided in his dept. Ken was never in any danger of over-working and he delegated most things to other people and got on with getting pissed with his mates in the Commons dining clubs, eating curries and going to jazz clubs (see post ‘Running The Country – And All That Jazz’). Presumably Edwina felt unable to stop Savile’s appointment – although she did admit that she admired Savile’s threats to screw the POA using unlawful methods, so perhaps appointing Savile was one thing that she and Trumpers did not fall out over.

After finding out that it was Trumpers who had made the Savile appointment but no-one dared fess up to that in public, I thought that I’d better find out a few more things about Trumpers. I then discovered that Trumpers was given a peerage in 1980 by Thatcher BEFORE Trumpers had entered Gov’t – or in fact before Trumpers had achieved anything very much at all beyond being Mayor of Cambridge. Que?? So I began digging and from what I have read, the myths that surround Trumpers are myths as big as the myths that surrounded Savile. As with Savile, there is much evidence that many people knew about Trumpers’ feet of clay…

 

Trumpers published an autobiography in 2011, ‘Coming Up Trumps’. It is illuminating.

Trumpers was born into immense privilege. Her mother Doris was American, the daughter of an immensely wealthy business family. Her father Arthur Campbell-Harris had been the aide-de-camp to the Viceroy of India, Lord Reading aka Rufus Isaacs. Lord Reading was a Liberal and a barrister who had been Solicitor General and Attorney General in Asquith’s Gov’t. He was then Foreign Secretary under Ramsay MacDonald’s National Gov’t and then Lord Chief Justice. In 1913 Reading had been named in the Marconi financial corruption scandal, which also implicated other members of the Liberal Gov’t, including Lloyd George. Reading’s other claim to fame was that he imprisoned Mahatma Gandhi in 1922. Trumpers’ mother was a good friend of Lady Reading, Alice. Alice was what in those days was called an invalid and concerned herself with charitable causes, such as establishing hospitals in India. After Alice died, Reading married his secretary Stella Charnaud, who founded the Women’s Voluntary Service. After Reading’s death, Stella was given a peerage in 1958 and became Baroness Swanborough, the first woman to sit in the Lords in her own right.

Lord and Lady Reading weren’t the only grand friends that Trumpers and her family had. They mixed with the best. As a child, Trumpers shared a dance teacher with Princesses Elizabeth and Margaret. The family lived in Cumberland Place in Marylebone and even Trumpers herself realises that they were fabulously wealthy and led the life of Riley. Other friends of the family included John Thorpe, a Tory MP and his wife Ursula. The Thorpe’s had a son called Jeremy whom Trumpers used to play with, although in her book Trumpers maintained that she found Jeremy foul. I suspect that she may have decided that at a later stage in her life, perhaps after Thorpe’s career ended in scandal and he no longer had a chance of becoming PM – because as we shall see, if somebody was rich, titled and important, Trumpers could be most forgiving of unpleasant personality traits.

The family that Trumpers’ own family were bestest mates with however were the Lloyd Georges. Trumpers’ grandparents had been big buddies with Lloyd George and his wife Dame Margaret and Trumpers’ mother was close friends with Lady Olwen Carey Evans, Lloyd George’s daughter. Margie Carey Evans, one of Lloyd George’s granddaughters, had been a bridesmaid at Trumpers’ parents wedding and Robin Carey Evans was Trumpers’ first boyfriend. Robin Carey Evans is still alive and lives in Australia – he is the godfather of Richard Branson.

Lloyd George’s family are of course from Cricieth in Gwynedd. There are a lot of Lloyd George’s, or as one branch of the family is called, Carey Evans’s. It was the Carey Evans’s with whom Trumpers and her family was friendly.

There are still Carey Evans’s living near Cricieth – I mentioned two of them on this blog a few months ago, but when I came across their names I didn’t actually realise who they were. I found the names of D.B. Carey Evans and Annwen Carey Evans on a ‘memorandum’ of furious indignant protest that had been submitted to Parliament’s Welsh Affairs Committee in 2008. This ‘memorandum’ had been part of the co-ordinated attempt by the paedophiles’ friends to bring down Edwina Hart, the Welsh Health Minister who had dared confront the Top Doctors and the paedophiles’ friends. It was signed by many disgraced people and paedophiles’ friends, as well as the two Carey Evans’s. Full details can be read in my post ‘A Vampire At Glyndwr University!’. I do not know D.B. Carey Evans or Annwen Carey Evans – there is a David Carey Evans who runs businesses near Cricieth including a trout farm or something similar and on the memorandum Annwen Carey Evans noted that she was formerly the High Sheriff of Gwynedd – but they will undoubtedly be members of the Lloyd George clan. The Carey Evans’s will have known the backgrounds of some of those who signed the memorandum along with them, some of those signatories were infamous – one couldn’t live in north Wales and have not known about them. As for the relationship between the locals around Cricieth and the Llord Georges – whilst local people would speak admiringly of Lloyd George, what with him coming from Llanstumdwy and ending up as PM, there was a sense that the descendants of Lloyd George lorded it over everyone else. They were thought to be important and no doubt considered themselves important as well – which is why two of them ended up putting their names to a memorandum cooked up by a bunch of crooks designed to remove a Health Minister, despite them holding no positions in the NHS or related services at all.

Another name popped up in connection with the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal which was linked with the Lloyd Georges – that of Alistair McAlpine. McAlpine was named on Newsnight in 2012 as being one of the people who abused boys at Bryn Estyn and a huge row ensued after the man who named McAlpine subsequently said that he thought that he had been mistaken. Some people – including Sally Bercow – had been daft enough to repeat the allegation online and McAlpine successfully sued them. No-one mentioned at the time that although McAlpine may have been wrongly named, some of McAlpine’s colleagues in the Tory Party, such as Sir Peter Morrison, MP for Chester, had been abusing boys from children’s homes in north Wales. McAlpine was Tory Party Treasurer from the mid 1970s until 1990 and he was also an advisor to Thatcher. Morrison was Thatcher’s PPS and Deputy Chairman of the Conservative Party.

The mother of Owen Lloyd George, the 3rd Earl Lloyd-George of Dwyfor ie. Lloyd George’s grandson –  was Roberta McAlpine, Robert McAlpine’s daughter. (Alistair McAlpine was Robert McAlpine’s great-grandson.) Roberta married Lloyd George’s son Richard. Owen Lloyd George sat in the Lords as a cross bencher – he did not live in Wales until he was 63, when he purchased a house in Pembrokeshire. Owen married Ruth Coit, with whom he had two sons and a daughter. After that marriage was dissolved, he married Jo, daughter of Sir Alexander Gordon- Cumming and Elizabeth, Countess of Cawdor. Just to confuse things even further, Jo had been previously married to the Earl of Woolton and to Lord Ferres. For further details of these rather complex relationships and their connections to present day media barons, please see post ‘Did Glenda Occupy A Key Role In Keeping It All Out Of The Media?’

Owen’s eldest son succeeded him as the 4th Earl Lloyd-George of Dwyfor.

Other member of the Lloyd George family whom Trumpers’ and her parents knew included Gwilym Lloyd George aka Viscount Tenby, who was the brother of Olwen Carey Evans. Gwilym was an MP (for Pembrokeshire, 1922-24 and again between 1929-50; then for Newcastle-Upon-Tyne, 1951-57). He was Home Secretary 1954-57 – Gwilym was the Home Secretary who refused to commute Ruth Ellis’s death sentence. Gwilym became Viscount Tenby in 1957. Gwilym had two children – David, the 2nd Viscount Tenby who died unmarried and William, later Lord Tenby, who sat as a cross bench peer. William was one of the 90 hereditary peers who retained his seat in the Lords after Blair’s ‘reform’ of the Lords in 1999. Gwilym married Edna Gwenfron from Denbigh. Timothy, the son of William studied at Aberystwyth and later went to Australia. Gwilym’s sister Megan Lloyd George also had a long career in politics.

Olwen Carey Evans married Sir Thomas Carey Evans – a Top Doctor who was surgeon to one Lord Reading, the Viceroy of India… Thomas Carey Evans was the son of Dr Robert Davies Evans, a GP in Blaenau Ffestiniog, who was also High Sheriff of Merionethshire. Evans’s wife was the sister of Sir Robert Armstrong-Jones, a notable Welsh physician and psychiatrist, who studied at what is now Bangor University and then St Barts Hospital, London. Armstrong-Jones then lectured at Barts, was a consulting physician to the military at London and Aldershot before WWI and during that war, was a Lieutenant Colonel in the Royal Army Medical Corps. In 1929 he was High Sheriff of Caernarvonshire. Throughout much of this time Armstrong-Jones was also Superintendent of the London County Council’s Claybury Asylum – he remained associated with Claybury until his death at the age of 85. When he was younger, Armstrong-Jones worked at Colney Hatch Asylum. Armstrong-Jones’s son Ronald was a barrister – who’s own son was the drug imbibing bisexual notoriously promiscuous Anthony Armstrong-Jones aka Lord Snowdon, past star of this blog, as is his wife, Princess Margaret! The Snowdons were patients of Dr Peter and Ann Dally, drug dealers to high society (see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other)…

Sir Thomas Carey Evans was educated at University College Cardiff, then did his medical training at the University of Glasgow and at Barts. He served in the military in India and later settled in London, living at Wimpole Street. In 1936 Carey Evans was appointed the first medical superintendent of Hammersmith Hospital. Carey Evans was medical superintendent at Hammersmith when the Royal Postgraduate Medical School was established there and he remained there for approx ten years. For details of the long-standing research fraud, cronyism and misconduct that I witnessed and was told about whilst I was doing my MSc at Hammersmith Hospital/RPMS in 1986-87, please see post ‘A Cause Close To Our Hearts’. Thomas Carey Evans retired to north Wales in 1945 where, according to his obituary, he immersed himself in his love of the language and culture – whilst his extended family and then his descendants completely shafted the region. Thomas Carey Evans died in 1948, but Olwen lived until 1990.

Thomas and Olwen had four children – Margaret, Eluned, Robert and David. Eluned is the mother of Thomas MacMillan and Margaret MacMillan. Margaret is the historian and warden of St Antony’s College Oxford. Margaret’s sister Ann is manager of the London Bureau of CBC and is married to the journalist Peter Snow. Their son is BBC regular and star of ‘The One Show’, Dan Snow! That’s ‘The One Show’ which features the lame and hopeless Alex Jones, who went to Aberystwyth University and soon inexplicably became an over-paid star at the notoriously Oxbridge-dominated BBC – some of us are wondering how she managed to do that. Dan Snow therefore is the great-grandson of Olwen. In one interview Dan remembers visiting north Wales as a little boy and witnessing much cap-doffing towards Olwen…

Dan is a friend of Prince William!

But wait until you hear about Thomas MacMillan. He hasn’t wasted his time being a Top Doctor or even signing arsey memorandums in a desperate attempt to protect the jobs and pensions of people who should never have been appointed to their jobs in the first place. He’s not on ‘The One Show’ either. Thomas is Mr Big Bucks himself. He has been, variously, Chair of CIBC Mellon Canada; President and CEO of CIBC Mellon; Executive Vice-President of Corporate Services at the Montreal Trust; Vice-President, President and CEO of Chase Manhattan Bank of Canada. In 2012 Thomas MacMillan was appointed Chair of Blair Franklin Asset Management.

Howz about that then as Trumpers’ friend Jimmy would no doubt have observed.

 

New visitors to this blog unacquainted with the ways of the Top Doctors and paedophiles’ friends might well accuse me of being on the Grassy Knoll when I take the trouble to map out these connections and networks. I too used to believe that people who carry on in the way that I do were on the Grassy Knoll. We are not. People like Trumpers learnt at a very young age that having friends in Very High Places – preferably places like Buck House – can be very useful, especially if you or your friends and associates are doing things that they shouldn’t be. Trumpers’ book is quite explicit about this – not only does she actually admit that she ruthlessly used her rich and powerful friends to get what she wanted, but she is finely attuned as to who’s title is the most prestigious, which families have the highest number of members who are dukes and exactly who owns which stately home. Trumpers is rude about gongs like MBEs and states that she doesn’t care much for ‘baubles’ – that’s because the only thing that matters in her eyes is a peerage, particularly if it’s an hereditary one. She’s taken a leaf out of the book of Michael Winner and very obviously thinks that an OBE is just for those who have worked as a dinner lady for 40 years. A dinner lady for the working classes that is – serving at a banquet at Buck House is a different kettle of fish entirely, as Trumpers explains in her book when she tells us that she had always wanted to serve at a state banquet but that is usually a male preserve (a bit like inheriting the title and the family seat, or until very recently the Crown).

Trumpers’ family hit a major trauma in 1929 with the Wall Street crash – they ‘lost everything’. Well, by Trumpers’ standards it was ‘everything’. It was quite a lot – millions – but they had so much anyway that they did not have to claim benefits or go on the parish or whatever one did in 1929 when you were sharing a dance teacher with Lilibet and Margaret Rose. They moved out of their palatial residence at Cumberland Place into a ‘cottage’ in Kent called Rowlings. Trumpers’ has been good enough to supply a photo in her book of the ‘cottage’ to which they decamped when they were destitute, I can recommend looking at that photo – readers will gain some idea of the planet that Trumpers’ lives on. The cottage came with servants as well and land. I’m glad to say that Trumpers’ parents friends were also willing to slum it at the cottage, so Prime Ministers and their friends continued to visit.

According to Trumpers, Rowlings was managed by the Lunacy Commission because the man who owned it had ‘gone mad’ and couldn’t manage his own affairs. I know that this can happen to people if they become sufficiently distressed, but I also know that Dr Dafydd Alun Jones said this of Mary Wynch and relieved her of her property – she successfully sued him and demonstrated that he was a corrupt old bastard who had illegally had her arrested and banged her up in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh for a year. However when Michael Howard at the Home Office finally spat Mary out in 1995, her property was not returned to her. Unlike Trumpers, Mary really did lose everything – at the hands of some of those who signed that ‘memorandum’ along with the Carey Evans’s… Brown and me also got to hear about an aristocrat in north Wales who did not inherit because he was deemed to be mentally incompetent. ‘Now there’s a job for D.A. Jones’ observed Brown when we were told of this very worrying case. I wouldn’t be at all surprised if indeed Dafydd had been involved. Trumpers maintains that because Rowlings was managed by the Lunacy Commission they were not allowed to buy it, they could only rent. Yet further on in the book Trumpers mentions that her mother was given the option to buy – it was the Lunacy Commission who seemed to be making this offer, not the man who had ‘gone mad’. Er – what was going on Trumpers? Had the owner of Rowlings recovered – and if so why were you still dealing with the Lunacy Commission? If he hadn’t recovered, why were they trying to flog your mother his house? Rather than buy Rowlings, Trumpers’ mother opted for the purchase of another little bolt hole, this time one with ten bedrooms. At one point Trumpers mentions that the family had miraculously come into a great deal of money again, but she doesn’t explain quite how. Until they received that windfall, Trumpers et famille effectively lived off the generosity of their very rich friends – and I mean rich. Trumpers’ et al were the poor relations because they didn’t own half of Scotland.

Trumpers’ account of her young life names others whom she and her parents hung out with – including the Prince of Wales and Mrs Simpson in Biarritz. Trumpers’ dad was a womaniser which caused Trumpers a bit of embarrassment when she was a young woman – she’d turn up to swanky clubs with her own beau, only to find her dad in there with one of his mistresses. A scene occurred at the wedding of the Duke of Kent and Princess Marina in 1934 when one of Trumpers’ dad’s girlfriends arrived.

A major part of the Trumpers’ biography as sold to the nation by the media was Trumpers’ time as a landgirl, doing her bit for the war effort. Trumpers was famously a landgirl in Churt, on Lloyd George’s farm. Whilst at Churt, Trumpers shared the cottage in which Lloyd George’s mistress Frances Stevenson lived. Upon Trumpers’ retirement, the BBC and ‘Guardian’ made much of Trumpers’ success as a teenager in fighting off the lecherous old Lloyd George. A different story emerges from Trumpers’ books and earlier interviews. Lloyd George used to turn up to the house where Frances and Trumpers were living and measure Trumpers’ vital statistics. Trumpers’ did not fight him off, she thought it was a bit weird, but as she said in one interview ‘he was the grandfather of all my friends’. She’d known him since she was in the womb, he was almost as well-known to her as her own parents were and she’ll have known exactly what he was like – she was his mistress’s flat-mate. As for Trumpers’ contribution to the war effort – her book states quite clearly that she was the only landgirl at Churt and she was sent there because it would imply that Lloyd George was making a contribution to the war effort himself. Trumpers’ also admits that the famous photo of her, the farm manager and Lloyd George at work on the farm was posed especially for the newspapers. None of this is unusual – but it has all helped build up a public image of someone whom Trumpers was most definitely not. The produce from Lloyd George’s farm – honey and mead – was sold by Fortnum and Mason who made the identity of the farm’s owner a selling point.

This brings me to next part of the Trumpers’ myth – Hitler and Trumpers’ part in his downfall. When Trumpers stepped down from the Lords, everybody banged on about her having worked at Bletchley Park WITH ALAN TURING.

Trumpers’ received virtually no formal education. She did speak French well – because as a child she had a French governess. Trumpers had learnt French, she had learnt ballet and she had learnt the correct way to curtsy at Court, but she had not learnt much else. She was very weak at maths – even by her standards – and she expressed quite a contempt for education anyway. She didn’t need it and couldn’t see the point of it and what formal education she had ended when she was 15. She was then sent to a finishing school in Switzerland where two batty old ladies with Royal connections taught her things that probably even Trumpers didn’t need to know. Trumpers did however subsequently pursue a secretarial course, a very basic bog standard one.

When Trumpers hit 18 in 1940 she didn’t know what to do with herself and no-one else knew what to do with her either. Her father had a friend who was a Lieutenant Commander in the Navy who knew someone who was working at Bletchley. Trumpers was told to go along to Lyons Corner House where she was ‘interviewed’ by a Frank Birch. She was then given a ticket to enable her to go to Bletchley Park the very next day. So they obviously weren’t waiting to receive her references. Trumpers explains in her book that there was ‘no vetting’ because ‘they were snobs’ – she maintains that if you spoke the Queen’s English and had been to the right school you were alright. Or indeed if you had a dad who had a mate at Bletchley Park and you’d been groped by Lloyd George whilst dossing down with his mistress and had connections to Royalty.

By Trumpers’ own account, her work at Bletchley was very menial – it had to have been, Trumpers couldn’t have done anything else, she was eighteen and innumerate – and she was mind-numbingly bored as were all the other young women who worked with her. They had no idea at all – understandably – what the work taking place at Bletchley Park was. They were a group of young women all much like Trumpers ie. aristocratic but with no education other than language skills from European governess’s and they had bugger all interest in what was going on at Bletchley either. What did they do? They literally pissed about all day. They ski-ived off work, they hid each other in filing cabinets, they ran up and down corridors and they dressed up in ridiculous outfits to entertain each other. The media reports of Trumpers’ days off from Bletchley maintain that she and her friends would go to London ‘and dance all night’ a la Barbara Cartland. Trumpers’ own account suggests that they got absolutely rat-arsed with numerous young men, some of whom they didn’t actually know. I’m not suggesting that Trumpers and her friends shouldn’t have done this – it is what teenagers tend to do, Trumpers et al were just doing it in a rather more privileged way – but fighting Hitler they were not. However some of the young men in their circle did risk their necks because they were in the Forces. Trumpers did meet Alan Turning – once. Or she thinks that she did. She was ordered to take a message over to a man in a room in another part of Bletchley Park – she didn’t know her way around because she and her mates were all confined to one hut and had to stay in there virtually all the time – but she eventually arrived at the office and gave the message to the man inside, who did not say thank you. Who she thinks might have been Alan Turing. If he’d been the Duke of fucking Rutland she’d have known exactly who he was, how many thousands of acres he owned and how long the castle had been in the family, but Trumpers was not particularly interested in code-breaking or quiet gay mathematical geniuses.

Trumpers only had a rather woolly grasp of what was going on at Bletchley Park, but she was on the ball with regard to a few other things. Such as the nature of the people with whom she was ‘billeted’. Not that Trumpers stood on a train station with a label on her waiting to be taken to someone’s spare bedroom – no, Trumpers was billeted at Passenham Manor, ‘the house of a very rich banker’, George Ansley. Furthermore Trumpers made friends ‘with a girl who later married an ambassador’, ‘which came in handy later on’.

One of Trumpers’ closest friends at Bletchley was Sarah ‘Sally’ Norton, the daughter of the 6th Lord Grantley (Trumpers actually knows the numbers of the Lords, Earls and Viscounts that she hangs out with). Sally later married Bill Astor of Profumo fame – of which I will write more later on in this post. Trumpers was where the action was re Profumo, but as with Savile her name seems to have been kept out of it all.

Sally Norton introduced Trumpers to Max Aitken aka Lord Beaverbrook, the Fleet Street baron – Sally’s mother was Beaverbrook’s mistress and kept a cottage at his country house near Leatherhead. Jean Norton and Beaverbrook later married. Trumpers became well acquainted with Beaverbrook, visited him regularly and spent weekends at his place where she met ‘absolutely everybody’. Beaverbrook’s friends included Asquith, Lloyd George, Churchill, Duff and Diana Cooper and H.G. Wells. Trumpers herself believes that Beaverbrook cultivated her friendship because of her family connections to the Lloyd Georges – Beaverbrook was given his peerage by the Coalition Gov’t when Lloyd George was PM. Trumpers’ book relates anecdotes in which she toadies to Beaverbrook and writes and sings songs to him concerning his greatness. Years later Beaverbrook asked Trumpers to spend Christmas with him – she said that she couldn’t because she was spending it with her family. So Beaverbrook told her to bring them. She responded by saying that she didn’t think that they’d be very happy about that. Beaverbrook never spoke to her again.

What Trumpers’ relationship with Beaverbrook actually was I can’t quite work out – he was known to be a womaniser who treated women very badly when he’d finished using them and the impression one gains from Trumpers’ book is that she was either sexually involved with him or gave him the message that she was available for such activities. But Trumpers seems to have given that message out to an awful lot of men around her. She stresses repeatedly that she was ‘pure’, but I think that it would be quite difficult to stay as the driven snow if you carried on like Trumpers. She spent her whole time ingratiating herself to people who seemed to shag anything that moved, she was often well-bladdered and participated in games of strip poker with groups of soldiers. Part of Trumpers’ media appeal was her constant little jokes about being ‘rather naughty’, doing things that she shouldn’t and ‘not being caught’. It was all wrapped up in terms of an elderly lady smoking in places where smoking was banned or swearing in the Lords, but I suspect that old Trumpers did a few things that would have got other people arrested and up in Court…

One of the soldiers with whom Trumpers got pissed and played strip poker was Patrick Telfour Smollett – he was good friends with David Niven. Smollett married Georgina Fox, the daughter of Sir Gifford Fox, MP for Henley. Patrick Smollett stood as a Conservative candidate for Parliament twice but was not elected. He later became Deputy Lieutenant of Dunbartonshire.

Trumpers’ other very good friend at Bletchley was Osla Benning, who was Prince Philip’s first girlfriend. Osla was the goddaughter of Lord Louis Mountbatten. Osla married John Henniker-Major, who later became Lord Henniker.

Readers who follow the comments section of this blog might remember that one of my correspondents has mentioned Lord Henniker a lot. Henniker owned a country estate in Suffolk where in the 1980s children in the care of Islington County Council – which had a paedophile gang operating within it’s children’s homes – were taken on holidays. Peter Righton, a convicted paedophile who was a founding member of PIE and Director of Education at the National Institute for Social Work, lived in a cottage on Henniker’s estate and there were complaints that Righton had abused children there.

For two years Henniker was Assistant Private Secretary to Foreign Secretary Ernest Bevin in Clement Atlee’s post-WWII Labour Gov’t and Henniker then worked in the Personnel Dept of the Foreign Office. The Foreign Office was still reeling from the defections of Guy Burgess and Donald Maclean and was then clobbered by the Suez Crisis in 1956. Relationships between people in the Foreign Office were fraught and there were internal battles taking place. In the 60s Henniker was appointed Ambassador to Jordan and then to Denmark. After this it was suggested that he might become Private Secretary to HM the Queen, but instead in 1968 the Chair of the British Council Lord Bridges appointed Henniker Director of the British Council via ‘an informal mechanism’. There was much wailing and gnashing of teeth because the staff at the British Council viewed Henniker as having been imposed upon them by the Foreign Office. Lord Fulton took over as Chair of the British Council and in 1972 forced Henniker to resign. Henniker ‘retired’. Osla was by now very ill and she died in 1974.

Henniker remarried Julia Poland in 1976; in 1980 his father died and Henniker inherited his title and the Suffolk estate. For a while in the late 1980s Henniker was the Lib Dem spokesperson in the Lords. Henniker and Julia revamped the estate in Suffolk, Thornham Magna, in the 80s, turning it into an ‘asset for the community’. In 1985 a field study centre was built there to enable children to study ecology… Henniker received funding for the improvements to the estate from Mid-Suffolk District Council and the Countryside Commission.

After his retirement Henniker was: Deputy Lieutenant of Suffolk; Chair of Suffolk Rural Housing Association; honorary lay Canon, Edmondsbury Cathedral; a member of the Mental Health Tribunal; a member of the Parole Board; a member of, and between 1982-86, Deputy Chair of Toynbee Hall. Lady Julia Henniker sits as a Magistrate in Ipswich and is a churchwarden in Thornham Magna.

Toynbee Hall is a building in Tower Hamlets which was established as a hub of radical social causes by an ancestor of the ‘Guardian’ columnist Polly Toynbee. The aim of the Toynbee Hall projects was to bridge the gap between people of ‘all social and financial backgrounds’. I am sure that Toynbee Hall was established with the best of intentions, but as with so many other things set up generations ago that revolve around influential well-off people working with powerless dispossessed ones, there is potential for exploitation. John Profumo dedicated much of his time to Toynbee Hall after he stepped down from political life. In 1965 the Child Poverty Action Group was founded at a meeting in Toynbee Hall. Sir Nicolas Bratza volunteered at Toynbee Hall’s Free Legal Advice Centre in the 1970s. This blog has already explained how the 1970s and 80s community legal advice centres didn’t touch cases involving organised child sexual abuse or the abuse of mental health patients. Bratzer was President of the European Court of Human Rights, 2011-12. Henniker was heavily involved with Toynbee Hall in the 1980s. Toynbee Hall was the scene of my unfortunate encounter with Lisa Nandy and the Compass Group (see post ‘He Knows Where The Bodies Are Buried’).

Lord Henniker’s son Mark is now Lord Henniker – he married Lesley Antoinette Foskett. In 2005 the Henniker’s 21 year old son Freddy was found dead in the woods of the estate. Newspaper reports at the time implied that Freddy had been in considerable distress for a while, but no-one suggested why. Freddy’s mother is a former Chair of Suffolk County Council and a former Lib Dem parliamentary candidate.

 

Some years ago, one boy in the care of Suffolk County Council claimed to have been taken to Wrexham and Islington by his carer where he was abused. Complaints were made to the Suffolk Police and Suffolk County Council but no action was taken.

In Oct 2009 Ofsted appointed John Goldup as their Social Care Director. In the 1980s and 90s, Goldup was a senior figure in the children’s dept of Islington Council. Derek Sawyer was the leader of Islington Council in 1992 and was later Chair of the London Regional Courts Board. Sawyer sat on many committees concerning the probation service and criminal justice system in London. Sawyer set up International British Educational Projects with Derek Slade. In 2010 Slade received a 21 year jail sentence for abusing boys between 1978-83 at St George’s School, Suffolk. With the help of Sawyer, Slade established a new ID via the use of a fake passport although Sawyer denied knowingly assisting Slade.

 

Another friend of Trumpers’ was Jean Graham – Trumpers doesn’t tell us anything about Jean Graham other than that ‘everybody in her family was a Duke’.

Although as a child Trumpers’ was led to expect that she would ‘come out’ – not as gay, but at Court and not the sort of Court that those of us who complained about the paedophiles’ friends found ourselves in so often either – Trumpers was just a tiny bit too young to have enjoyed this, although many of Trumpers’ mates came out. Trumpers did have her five minutes though – by the time that Trumpers hit whatever stage in the life-cycle it was when one came out, Trumpers participated in the ‘new style’ coming out, Queen Charlotte’s Ball, which when Trumpers attended in 1941 was held in Grosvenor House, Park Lane.

Trumpers was mates with Al Friendly who became the Editor of the ‘Washington Post’ but sadly shot himself dead many years later when he was in the final stages of cancer. Al Friendly  was the highest ranking American officer at Bletchley Park – so she palled up with him whilst she was stopping Hitler in his tracks.

During World War II Trumpers’ father was the commanding officer of the Marylebone Home Guard. It must have been the most elite Home Guard in Britain – it took in most of the BBC, as well as Harley Street. Trumpers’ dad had a lot of trouble with the Top Doctors when they joined up – in Trumpers’ words ‘any form of togetherness was anathema to them’, because they were ‘used to being the king of their own little world’. So some of us have noticed Trumpers – and if you accidentally discover that they are facilitating a paedophile gang which is supplying boys to Thatcher’s friends and colleagues, they’ll do all that they can to shaft you. Including using unscrupulous people in the Lords…

Trumpers had connections in the world of entertainment. Bud Flanagan and Chesney Allen were also members of the Marylebone Home Guard, as was Vivian Van Damm, the manager of the Windmill Theatre. The Windmill was notorious because it was the only place in town to put on shows involving stark naked young women. Of course Trumpers bends over backwards to emphasise that they may have all been starkers, but absolutely nothing beyond an innocent British saucy giggle went on. However Trumpers admits that the Windmill put on a ‘private show’ for the members of Trumpers’ dad’s Home Guard during which things got a little out of hand and ended with rampant males fighting each other as they scrambled over the seats to gain access to the naked women on stage. Trumpers assures us that she herself did not witness anything untoward.

Some years ago Brown and I along with a senior colleague wrote a paper about the construction of respectability in rural Wales in the mid-twentieth century. Something very noticeable was that when we interviewed older people about their memories of life when they were young, they all knew that some appalling things had happened, but they all claimed that it didn’t happen in their time or on their patch. It was always in another chapel, or in a previous generation, or in another school, or another town. This is almost a necessary strategy if one is living in a small rural community and one will spend one’s whole life there. There has to be ways of negotiating with one’s neighbours and extended family to live with regrettable incidents in ways that enable the community to continue to function.

Likewise Trumpers spent most of her life in situations in which people close to her and indeed all around her were doing things that certainly in that era were considered completely unacceptable. She knew this, she couldn’t have missed it. There was groping and shagging, heavy drinking rendering people vulnerable and incapable, a very high number of her friends were divorced at a time when indeed only the aristocracy were able to get divorced – and everybody had a mistress. Sometimes quite a few at the same time. Amidst all this Trumpers maintains that her undies remained very firmly in place. Trumpers – I don’t believe you and I challenge anyone to read your book and not draw the same conclusion as me. Trumpers’ set weren’t merely progressive, it was one enormous Ugandan discussion.

However I don’t think that Trumpers’ protestations regarding respectability were done for the same reasons that people in a disadvantaged rural Welsh community made the same type of protestations two generations ago.  Trumpers’ lot were telling everyone else what to do and were making and implementing legislation that they certainly didn’t abide by themselves. They did exactly what they wanted – and if the plebs had found out there would have been outrage. In the same way that there would have been if it had become public knowledge that some of Thatcher’s aides were molesting kids who had been trafficked from children’s homes. Or indeed if it became public knowledge that the decision to appoint one of the country’s most serious sex offenders as the manager of a secure hospital had been made by an unelected uneducated aristocrat who was never in danger of encountering a Top Doctor working for the NHS herself, but who nevertheless had been given a Ministerial position in the DHSS because she fancied going into politics. No wonder Edwina took the blame – Edwina had long since left politics and was occupying herself writing bonkbusters and appearing on TV. Trumpers was still sitting in the Lords, among a bunch of others who’d facilitated or concealed paedophilia and the abuse of vulnerable people.

I don’t mind one bit if Trumpers and her mates occupied themselves bedhopping and boozing – but as the Savile appointment and the presence of people like Sir Peter Morrison in Parliament demonstrated, Trumpers et al were making dreadful decisions. Their own circle didn’t escape unscathed. Trumpers mentions a number of suicides – one of which was of a young man who ‘was her dance partner one night’, then turned up to see her the next day and hours later shot himself dead in the Cavalry Club in Piccadilly, of which Trumper’s father was Chairman. WTF???

One of Trumpers’ dad’s friends and a member of his Home Guard was Rowland Baring, the 2nd Earl of Cromer. He was a member of the Baring banking family and was Lord Chamberlain to the Household, 1922-37. (Baring was portrayed in the 2013 ‘Downton Abbey’ Christmas Special.) Rowland Baring’s father, the 1st Earl of Cromer, Evelyn Baring, was quite something. He was the British Counsel General of Egypt during the late 19th century and his policies were representative of the ‘white man’s burden’ school of thought. He was a founding member and President of the League for Opposing Women’s Suffrage. English Heritage have put up a nice blue plaque in Wimpole Street to commemorate his presence on the earth.

The 1st Earl of Cromer’s other son – also called Evelyn – the 1st Baron Howick of Glendale, had a CV as good as his dad’s: he was the Governor of Southern Rhodesia, 1942-44; High Commissioner for Southern Africa, 1944-51; Governor of Kenya, 1952-59. Baring’s time as Governor of Kenya was marked by the Mau Mau uprising. Files only recently released show that in June 1959, Baring passed on a secret memo to Alan Lennox-Boyd, the Secretary of State for the Colonies, written by the Attorney General of Kenya, Eric Griffiths-Jones. The memo had been written for the sight of Baring and it described the abuse of Mau Mau detainees. It is alleged that Baring supplied a covering letter which asserted that inflicting ‘violent shock’ was the only way of dealing with the Mau Mau insurgents. What sort of ‘violent shock’ did Baring have in mind? Well the Imperial forces certainly pushed the boat out – the Mau Mau were castrated, had their nails yanked out, had pins shoved into them, had injuries inflicted upon their genitals, were raped and buggered and at least one of them was roasted alive.

Meanwhile Trumpers danced all night…

There is a nice photo on the web of the Baring whom Trumpers knew with A.L.Rowse and Roger Makins. The photo was taken by Lady Ottoline Morrell – who was alleged to have had a sado-masochistic relationship with Bertrand Russell. The Bertrand Russell who somehow found his way into the asylum in which T.S. Eliot had his wife incarcerated because she was seriously pissing him and his friends off (Virginia Woolf described her as the bag of ferrets around Eliot’s neck) in order to have sex with her. The only surprise is that this wasn’t all going on in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh.

Evelyn Baring was preceded as High Commissioner to South Africa by William Ormsby-Gore, the 4th Baron of Harlech. The Harlech’s owned vast tracts of land in Gwynedd as well as a grand house near Oswestry, which is where until relatively recently the family lived.

William Ormsby-Gore was a Conservative politician and a banker. He was MP for Denbigh Boroughs and later sat for the constituency of Stafford. Ormsby-Gore was Assistant Secretary in the War Cabinet led by PM Lloyd George and was Secretary of State for the Colonies, 1936-38, under Stanley Baldwin. William Ormsby-Gore was Lord Lieutenant of Merionethshire, 1938-57. He died in 1964 and was succeeded by his son David, the 5th Lord Harlech. This is the Lord Harlech that people tend to think of when one refers to Lord Harlech. This Lord Harlech was the Conservative MP for Oswestry, 1950-61. John Biffen succeeded that seat – who incredibly enough came from a farm just down the lane from where I lived as a teenager and who went to school with my father. Unfortunately John Biffen was part of Thatcher’s Cabinet – until he fell out with her – and at one point wrote an article for the Torygraph or something similar explaining how growing up in Somerset and studying history at school in Bridgwater made him a Tory. It certainly never had that effect on me, although I suspect that a lot of people did try very hard to try turn me into a Conservative voter.

Lord Harlech’s sister Katherine Ormsby-Gore married Maurice Macmillan, the son of Harold Macmillan. Lord Harlech was Deputy Lieutenant of Shopshire in 1961 and in the same year became the British Ambassador to the US. He was appointed after JFK was elected President. David Ormsby-Gore already knew JFK from the time that they’d known each other in London – Lord Harlech was distantly related to him anyway. Media reports refer to ‘rumours’ of Lord Harlech having an affair with Jackie Kennedy after JFK’s death – he asked her to marry him in 1968, so I presume that the ‘rumours’ were true. Jackie said no and subsequently married a much richer Greek gentleman. Lord Harlech remained in post under Lyndon B. Johnson and following the election of the Labour Gov’t in 1964. Harlech played a significant role in the Cuban Missile Crisis. After retiring as Ambassador in 1965, Harlech took his seat in the Lords and was briefly Deputy Chairman of the Conservative Party. He also founded HTV.

Trumpers’ brother knew Jackie Kennedy was she was young and even turned down the opportunity of a date with her…

Lord Harlech’s first wife Sylvia died in a car accident in 1967 and he  remarried Pamela Colin in 1969. The wedding was attended by Princess Margaret, the Duke and Duchess of Devonshire, J.J. Astor and Michael Astor. Then Lord Harlech himself was involved in a serious car accident in 1985 – he was taken to the Royal Shrewsbury Hospital where he died. His funeral was attended by Senator Edward Kennedy, Jackie Onassis and a number of other Kennedys.

The baronetcy was inherited by David Ormsby-Gore’s son Francis. David’s son Julian was the first in line but Julian had shot himself dead in 1974. Readers might have noticed that a lot of unfortunate things happened to the Harlechs. They continued to happen as well. Francis’s sister Alice died of a heroin overdose in 1995. When Alice was younger she had lived with Eric Clapton – it was Clapton who introduced her to the joys of heroin. Clapton later gave it up but Alice didn’t. Eric Clapton now admits that he treated Alice appallingly.

Francis Ormsby-Gore sat as a Tory in the Lords until hereditary peers were removed in 1999. He was a member of the Parliamentary group concerned with the former Yugoslavia. He and his fellow Lords were rash enough to meet with the Bosnian Serb leaders Radovan Karadzic and Ratko Mladic, who were later put on trial for war crimes.

Francis certainly had his own problems. He married Amanda, who is described as a fashion editor. She has worked as a senior stylist with Chanel, worked with John Galliano and Karl Lagerfeld. Francis and Amanda were divorced many years ago and she spent most of her time in Paris. In 2007 the Mail Online ran an article about her ‘being involved with’ Ralph Fiennes. In 1999 Francis ended up selling the ancestral seat at Oswestry because he was short of money – he moved to live on his estate in Gwynedd. He farmed and lived at Talsarnau, near Harlech. Francis and Amanda had two children, Jasset David Cody Ormsby-Gore and Tallulah Ormsby-Gore. Jasset trained at Central St Martins and is a video producer and Tallulah is a model and actress – the Torygraph really loves Tallulah, they’re always featuring her in their fashion articles. It is alleged that Tallulah’s Instagram borders on the pornographic.

Francis developed mental health problems and it is alleged that in 2011 he was sectioned under the Mental Health Act. He also had drink and drugs problems. In 1994 Francis was involved in an incident in which the police found loaded firearms in his car and him drunk at the wheel. He was banned for driving for 22 months and fined £1,400. In 1999 he was fined £1000 for careless driving and failing to stop after an accident. Two months later Francis was fined £300 after being arrested at Crewe station in possession of a wrap of heroin. At one point he spent a year on probation after a drink driving charge. In 2011 Francis was in a car with Tallulah driving in Gwynedd, when he had some sort of panic attack, which caused Tallulah to lose control of the car. She bashed into a car which hit a lamp post. Francis convinced Tallulah to drive off and she was subsequently fined £325.

In 2014 Francis tried to get back into the Lords. He wrote quite a plaintive letter explaining why he thought that he should have a seat. It is alleged that he was very distressed when he was turned down. That’s the Lords which is full to the rafters with the paedophiles’ friends, Trumpers and her mates.

Last year Francis was found dead at his property in Talsarnau. He was only in his early 60s, yet I never heard anything about an investigation into his death.

After Francis died, the media really went to town on the Harlechs. Mail online ran a piece about the ‘curse of the Harlechs’ and marvelled at how many members of this family had met untimely deaths in unpleasant ways. Another piece stated that the Harlech’s were a bunch of self-indulgent hedonists and to demonstrate this reminded everyone that in the 70s the Ormsby-Gores founded a ‘commune’ in Shropshire – this was blamed on their friendship with Sir Mark Palmer, a ‘hippy’ who was a one time Page for HM the Queen and who later founded the model agency ‘English Boy’.

Francis’s friends – the boozing, drug taking, sectionable hippy clearly had some – told a rather different story. They told of a nice man who had led an incredibly distressing life which involved identifying the bodies of three close relatives who had died in dreadful circumstances. Francis’s mates claimed that he had been particularly clobbered by the loss of his seat.

Read one way, the story of the Harlech’s could easily be interpreted as one involving people with a great deal of money who could afford to indulge themselves in ways which were self-destructive. There could well be a lot of truth in that. But the notion that the Harlech’s are so ‘unlucky’ that they must be cursed sets alarm bells going. When I was living in London and complaining about the paedophiles’ friends, all sorts of dreadful things happened to me which I knew were not related to any wrongdoing or cock-ups on my part. It was so obvious that one of my house-mates said at one point ‘God you have the worst luck of anyone I know’. I now have documentary evidence that nearly all those things were a result of the activities of the paedophiles’ friends – as were many of the things that happened to me in the following years and some of the things that happened to my friends who knew what had happened to me in north Wales. Since I’ve moved to a location where the paedophiles’ friends can’t find me, I live an incredibly peaceful hassle-free life. No cars have tried to run me over, no-one’s tried to set fire to my house and no-one’s tried to poison my dogs or get into my house late at night. No-one’s told my neighbours that I’m mad and a danger to their children, so I don’t have to deal with the fall-out from that either. I haven’t even had my computers stolen by relatives of John McTernan or legal documents stolen from my car. Because the paedophiles’ friends do not know where I am.

What if a member of the Harlech family knew something about a very powerful person or people that a lot of people didn’t want to become public? If someone is subjected to an all out vendetta and hate campaign, it’s not difficult to push them over the edge. Likewise if someone does have a drink or drugs problem, it’s not difficult to pressurise them or simply fail to help them with that problem and watch them end up in a mess. Furthermore if people have these these sorts of problems, it isn’t that difficult to explain even deaths as being a result of their own haplessness. The Harlech’s have the sort of premature mortality rate that the kids in care in north Wales or the psychiatric patients did – the Harlech’s died in the same way as well. They have been killed in car crashes, they have killed themselves, they have died of drug overdoses…Oh – wasn’t it alleged that Francis was sectioned under the Mental Health Act in 2011? Francis lived in north Wales – who was the Top Doctor who sectioned him? And why? We know that psychiatric patients drop like flies in north Wales – they are even found dead inside the mental health units and as long as a few Angels are wheeled out at the inquest to recite the manta of ‘they were a danger to themselves and others’, there’ll be no questions asked as to why another one has bitten the dust in exactly the same unit in exactly the same way as someone else did not so long before.

Francis Harlech sounds to me as though he was actually a very vulnerable man, even if he did have rather more money than his neighbours. Furthermore he was so distressed that he ended up in the hands of the mental health services – that tends not to have a happy ending.

Francis and his siblings when they were young people lived near Oswestry in Shropshire. At that time the North Wales Paedophile Ring – which had links with organised criminals involved with drugs, porn and under-aged prostitution – was going great guns. It spilled over into Cheshire and Shropshire – John Allen, a key figure in the North Wales Paedophile Ring who is at present in prison for serious offences against children, owned children’s homes in Cheshire and Shropshire as well as in north Wales.

Oh – and if Francis had been found with loaded firearms in his car, why wasn’t he prosecuted for that? There are a few things about the accounts of Francis and his alleged actions that don’t add up.

The last thing that I read about the Harlechs was that Jasset, now Lord Harlech, held a huge sale of goods at Bonhams from the estate…

 

There is no end to Trumpers’ connections. She knew Mary, Churchill’s daughter. Mary Churchill later became Lady Mary Soames and is the mother of Fatty Soames, the Tory MP who is a big mate of Prince Charles. Another one of Trumpers’ mother’s friends was Lady Winifred Renshaw, the widow of one of Lord Kitchener’s closest friends. Kitchener was a Freemason. Although that will undoubtedly pale into insignificance against the deaths that he was responsible for. Even the paedophiles’ friends haven’t managed to eliminate people on the scale that Kitchener did.

I mentioned earlier the part that Trumpers’ played in defeating Hitler at Bletchley Park. Not only did Trumpers hate working at Bletchley, but she loathed it so much that she hatched an escape plan. She told Bletchley that her mother had been injured and needed Trumpers to look after her and then Trumpers used her ‘good connections’ to get herself another job -in Paris. Trumpers hit a snag though. At Bletchley her role was that of a ‘registrar’. So she was offered a job in Paris as a registrar – but when she arrived in Paris, Trumpers had to explain to her new employers that she didn’t know what a registrar actually did, because although that had been her job title at Bletchley, everyone knew that she hadn’t actually been a registrar there. So Bletchley was knowingly employing a load of upper class teenagers who didn’t know what they were doing whilst giving them job titles to make them sound rather grander and capable than they were. A bit like the University of Warwick, where research assistants on three months rolling contracts are called research fellows and all the lecturers are called assistant professors. Or they were a few years ago. I was told the other day that things are even worse there now and they’ve introduced zero hours contracts. Not for the Professors in Warwick Business School obviously, but for other people.

Despite not being a registrar, Trumpers had a great time in Paris, having been ‘taken in by an extremely rich friend of my father’. Trumpers found herself invited to parties at the British Embassy, where she bumped into folk like the former Tory MP Duff Cooper and his wife Lady Diana, who was the daughter of the Duke of Rutland. Duff Cooper aka Viscount Norwich was a  Minister in Churchill’s Gov’t in 1940 and Secretary of State for War under Stanley Baldwin. He was the son of Top Doctor Sir Alfred Cooper and Duff’s uncle was married to Louise, the sister of George V and daughter of Edward VII and Queen Alexandra. Duff was known for his boozing, gambling and shagging of people who were not married to him. Diana was quite laid back about this, she knew that he’d always come back so she was unconcerned. Diana was, before marrying Duff, Lady Diana Manners. Diana’s parents were rather put out when she married Duff – not because of the boozing, gambling and shagging, but because they were hoping that she’d marry the Prince of Wales. She didn’t do very well for herself in the end, she only bagged a Cabinet Minister and friend of Churchill. Duff, Diana and their mates such as Raymond Asquith, the son of Prime Minister H.H. Asquith, were part of the set known as The Coterie. They hard a rather rougher time than Trumpers and co – most of the male members of The Coterie were killed in WWI.

Duff’s niece Enid was David Cameron’s grandmother.

Duff had a number of children, but his only legitimate child was John Julius Norwich, who pops up on Radio 4 and was for many years a member of the Executive Committee of the National Trust. He is also Patron of the SHARE community, which provides vocational training for disabled people. John Julius is the father of Allegra Huston, who was the daughter of his affair with Enrica Soma, the wife of film director John Huston.

Diana Cooper might have married below her but she remained on good terms with the best – she was friends with the Duke and Duchess of Windsor as Edward and Mrs Simpson came to be known. It was the cousins of one of Trumpers’ male friends who put Mrs Simpson up in the south of France when she did a runner, so Trumpers got to meet them. On the occasion that Trumpers dropped in they had one of their friends there – a Nancy Mitford.

In 1945 Trumpers’ friend from Bletchley Park, Sally, married Bill Astor – on the grounds that he was a Parliamentary candidate in need of a wife. Sally rather let the side down by failing to produce an heir on demand – she had a series of miscarriages but finally gave birth to William in 1951 after staying in bed for seven months during the pregnancy. Bill divorced her two years later and Sally subsequently married Lieutenant Col Thomas Baring.

In 1946 Trumpers’ other close friend Osla married Henniker.

In 1948 Trumpers returned to London – that year her friend Sue married Charles Graham, ‘heir to a baronetcy in Cumberland’.

Although Trumpers’ family famously lost everything in the Wall Street crash, not only did Trumpers’ mum manage to buy herself a ten bedroomed house a few years later, but when Trumpers returned from Paris, her mum purchased her a flat on Grosvenor Crescent Mews in Knightsbridge – just behind St George’s Hospital! Trumpers’ flatmates were Pempe, the daughter of Anthony Crossley, a Conservative MP and Mary Cobb, who’s father was also an MP.

The Duke of Westminster owns most of the property in that part of London.

At this stage in her life Trumpers noted that all the friends that she’d known at Bletchley were ‘now married so I had to be rather careful’.

Trumpers had another go at her version of working for a living when she was back in London. She secured a job in Peter Jones, but was sacked for theft. Not that Trumpers did steal anything but somebody else came in daily whilst she was working there and they made off with the stolen goods. Trumpers was most cross about being wrongly accused – which I can understand, but Trumpers didn’t work out that although she wasn’t actually the thief, she was rather culpable. The thief, a young woman, had walked in every morning and Trumpers had handed over the goodies. Anyway, Trumpers’ parents had a word with Peter Jones so perhaps that’s why Trumpers didn’t end up in Court.

Trumpers observes that in later life when she was a Baroness, she invited the Dirctors of Peter Jones to tea at the Lords – it’s ‘a lovely weapon to have up your sleeve’. Yes it even gets you off the hook when you’ve given an unqualified serial sex offender and paedophile a job as the manager of a psychiatric hospital, given him the keys to every room in the place, let him park a caravan in the grounds in which he molested patients and visitors and let him wander around calling himself ‘Dr Savile’.

The circumstances of Trumpers’ inviting the directors of Peter Jones to tea at the Lords is worth relating. Trumpers had been shopping in Peter Jones and purchased some jewellery that she then decided that she didn’t want to pay that price for – after she’d got it home. So she took it back to Peter Jones and ordered them to drop the price – it wasn’t damaged or substandard in any way, Trumpers just decided that she wanted a price reduction. Peter Jones refused. Trumpers went ape. She kicked up the most enormous stink, let it be known that she had a seat in the Lords and demanded the presence of the directors at the Lords ‘for tea’. On the big day, Trumpers didn’t only organise the tea – and I bet she didn’t even fucking pay for that – but she commandeered an ‘interview room’ in the Lords and laid out all the pieces of jewellery that she’d ever purchased in the room and frog marched the directors of Peter Jones around the room before feeding them what I suspect was the tax-payer funded tea. Just to let them know how much dosh she had – despite having lost everything many years before – and presumably what a valuable Baroness of a customer they’d be losing if they didn’t refund her money on a perfectly good piece of jewellery that she had willingly purchased at the agreed price.

Trumpers then marvelled that the next time that she went shopping in Peter Jones, they grovelled with the best – they called her a taxi, they carried her bags out and stood in the right spot until the taxi arrived with an umbrella over Trumpers’ bags of goods so the goods didn’t get wet whilst Trumpers sheltered in the shop out of the rain. Trumpers pondered on the fact that Peter Jones had been so unpleasant over the theft business when she’d worked for them as a young woman but so helpful when she went shopping there after letting them all know that she was stinking rich and a member of the Lords.  Fancy the same company treating the same person in two such different ways – Trumpers was mystified.

Despite not being a registrar and leaving a menial job with Peter Jones under a substantial cloud, Trumpers then rocked up working for a Tory MP, Viscount Hinchingbroke. Trumpers notes that when she worked for him, he wasn’t a real lord – he was in those days merely the heir to the Earl of Sandwich. When he did inherit he was 62 and had to give up his seat in the Commons, so in 1964 he disclaimed his title. By the time that Trumpers was in the Lords herself, Hinch – as the world called him – was plain old Victor Montagu.

Hinch was the MP for south Dorset and Private Secretary to Stanley Baldwin, 1932-34. He joined the Monday Club in 1964. Hinch was gay but nonetheless married Rosemary Peto, the goddaughter of Queen Maud of Norway. Rosemary left Hinch for another woman and they were divorced in 1958. Hinch married again to Ann, daughter of the 9th Duke of Devonshire, although that marriage was annulled. In 2015 files on Montagu which had been kept closed for more than 40 years were released and it was revealed that although Hinch had admitted indecently assaulting a boy regularly between 1970-72, he had been let off with a caution, after both the police and the DPP refused to take any further action. The DPP making the decision was Sir Norman Skelhorn QC – who was also the DPP who ruled out any prosecution of Cyril Smith in 1970. The boy involved in the Hinch case told the police that Hinch had not only taken him to London but was planning to take him to Switzerland – Hinch confirmed this to the police. Despite his interest in male children, Hinch had children of his own. His younger son, Robert Montagu, has publicly claimed that Hinch sexually abused him on a near daily basis between the ages of seven and eleven. Robert says that he knows ten other people who were sexually abused by his father and he believes that there may be many more. There are clues that the local people living near Hinch knew that he didn’t always conduct himself as would be expected – interestingly enough, at the time that Hinch was merely cautioned for repeatedly indecently assaulting a boy over a period of years, a police officer working on the case observed that the village was totally dependent upon the Montagu estate for employment.

When Trumpers began working for the paedophile she was delighted to find herself among old friends – Lloyd George’s political staff, whom she had known when she pretended to be working as a landgirl in Churt, were back in the House working for Megan, Lloyd George’s daughter, who was now an MP.

Other friends of Trumpers’ were Hugh Rocksavage  aka the Earl of Rocksavage and his girlfriend Lavinia. They married at Cholmondeley – one of the families houses -near Nantwich in Cheshire. The family also owned a pile in Norfolk. Hugh’s father was the Marquess of Cholmondeley – his mother was a Sassoon and his maternal grandmother was a Rothschild (Trumpers is acutely aware of the family trees of her aristocrat pals). Hugh was also a descendent of Robert Walpole, Britain’s first PM.

In 1968 Hugh became the Marquess of Cholmondeley. The Cholmondeleys entertained Princess Margaret and others in Cheshire. In the mid-80s the family turned the estate’s chapel into a concert venue – it’s a magnet for opera buffs and ensembles from Glyndebourne made appearances there. Hugh was Lord Great Chamberlain, a role which his own son David – now the Marquess of Cholmondeley himself – inherited in 1990. Trumpers observed that Lavinia didn’t manage to hatch an heir until 1960 – she kept letting the side down by giving birth to girls. David cut his teeth with regard to ludicrous roles with the Royal household at a young age – in 1974 when he was 14 he became a Page of Honour to HM the Queen.

The Cholmondeley’s house in Cheshire is mentioned in Gyles Brandreth’s autobiography. Gyles mentions a do at Cholmondeley which he, Neil and Christine Hamilton and other members of the City of Chester Conservative Association attended. Gyles admits that all these people knew that Sir Peter Morrison, the then MP for Chester, was molesting under-aged boys and that they openly gossiped about it. This was during the years when the north Wales/Cheshire paedophile ring was causing havoc. Gerald Cavendish, the Duke of Westminster and Prince Charles’s friend, was President of the City of Chester Conservative Association at the time. For details of Tory life in Cheshire whilst Morrison molested kids in care in north Wales see post ‘I Want Serious Money Now Please’.  Trumpers doesn’t mention socialising with Cavendish in her book, but I’m pretty sure that she would have – she couldn’t have resisted a toadying opportunity like that; the Duke of Westminster owned most of Belgravia and it was he who had built the block of flats which Trumpers’ later lived in.

Lavinia, Hugh’s wife – then widow – became President of the North West Division of the NSPCC in 1960 and remained in that role until her death in 2015. Some of those involved with the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were involved with the NSPCC. Savile supported the NSPCC. The ‘Helpline’ which was established to ‘support’ the victims of the paedophile gang in north Wales when they gave evidence at one of the police investigations into that gang was set up by the NSPCC. The manager of the Helpline was a social worker who was a colleague of the paedophiles and the supervisor of the Helpline was the former safeguarding officer of the children’s service in which the paedophiles had operated. At least one person ‘supported’ by the Helpline was found dead whilst they were being supported.

Lavinia was the Vice-President of the Cheshire Agricultural Society – Gyles mentions accompanying Sir Peter Morrison to one of their events.

Lavinia was a busy bee – she was also Patron of St Luke’s Hospice in Cheshire since it’s formation. St Luke’s was the result of the efforts of Harold Hassall the former footballer and Jim Littlemore. The hospice was opened in 1988 by Charles and Di. In the early 1990s it received financial support from the local Health Authority and between 2002-06 St Luke’s entered into a partnership with the local PCT and Macmillan Cancer Support. Cheshire Hospices Education – a training scheme – was set up and between 2007-09 a research programme with the Universities of Liverpool and Lancaster was established. Between 2010-13 the hospice was engaged with the PCT and Cheshire East. It also received funding from Dementia Care UK.

At present, one of the Vice-Presidents of St Luke’s is Fiona Bruce, the Conservative MP for Congleton. Fiona is a lawyer and studied at Chester College of Law in either the late 70s or early 80s. So she’ll have known about the corruption on the Chester and Wales Circuit and will have been at Chester College with many of the people who later worked on that Circuit. Fiona’s own practice, Fiona Bruce and Co, was set up in 1988 and is based in Warrington. Which is the location of Risley Remand Centre – so she’ll have known about the abuse of remand prisoners (many of which were former kids in care or psychiatric patients from north Wales) and the corruption within that institution then.

In April 2015, a new part of St Luke’s opened, a facility near Sandbach, Winterley Grange. Winterley Grange was opened by Phil Redmond, the Liverpudlian who made his name as the producer of the soap opera ‘Brookside’. A man with many links to the paedophiles’ friends, the former Greater Manchester police officer John Stalker, was for a while a scriptwriter for Brookside (see posts ‘ Top of the Cops’ and ‘A Stalker’s Network’ for more information on John Stalker and his mates). Stalker lived in Cheshire – as did George Carman, the corrupt barrister who had connections with the paedophiles’ friends (see post ‘No Ordinary Methods’ and ‘No Ordinary Methods – Supplementary Post’).

Bill and Julie Holroyd, ‘businesspeople, investors and philanthropists’, also attended the opening of Winterley Grange. Bill was appointed Deputy Lieutenant in 2008 and High Sheriff of Cheshire in 2015. Bill Holroyd and many of his associates are involved with Bolton Lads and Girls Club.

Lavinia was also involved with the North West Cancer Research Fund. The North West Cancer Fund has been discussed on the Welsh political blogosphere recently, after somebody pointed out that it has a very heavy presence in the far corners of north west Wales, despite the fund being entirely concerned with activities in the north west of England. Successful research is of course transnational, but it is certainly interesting that the North West Cancer Fund has indeed colonised Gwynedd. I’ll be investigating this further – the Third sector has been completely corrupted and the University of Liverpool’s Top Doctors have been responsible for much of the toxicity of the NHS in north Wales, so there may well have been some very dirty dealings to ensure that the North West Cancer Fund gained a foothold in Gwynedd.

Hugh and Lavinia’s son David married Rose Hanbury, a fashion model. Rose’s gran was a bridesmaid at the wedding of HM the Queen and Prince Philip. Rose’s twin babies were born in 2009 – they were very premature and Rose was taken to Queen Charlotte’s Hospital in London where she was monitored for two weeks before the twins’ birth. The Countess of Chester Hospital has recently been in the news after it was revealed that care was shite and that over the last few years a number of babies had died unnecessarily – a police investigation into the deaths was launched earlier this year. There have been problems with the care of mothers and babies at the Countess of Chester for many, many years and mothers in the know ensured that they did not give birth there. Of course none of this was publicised so mothers who weren’t in the know were reassured that ‘of course it’ll all be alright dear’ by the Top Doctors and risked the necks of themselves and their babies at the Countess of Chester, sometimes with catastrophic consequences. I presume that the Cholmondeleys knew that the Countess of Chester Hospital was dangerous which is why their own high risk pregnancy and delivery was managed by Queen Charlotte’s. I don’t blame them one bit – I wouldn’t book myself into the Countess of Chester if I were pregnant – but they didn’t warn anybody else, despite Lavinia’s connections to the world of healthcare and the Top Doctors.

David Cholmondeley is a film maker!

Another aristocratic family with whom Trumpers had links were located in north Wales. In 1948 Trumpers’ friend Shirley Morgan – the daughter of novelists Charles Morgan and Hilda Vaughan – married Henry Paget, the Marquess of Anglesey – so Trumpers’ mate became a Marchioness. Trumpers noted that Henry’s family owned most of Anglesey – the family seat is Plas Newydd. Henry Paget was the partner of Trumpers’ pal Sally Norton before Sally married Bill Astor.

The Henry who married Shirley was the 7th Marquess – his father, the 6th Marquess, was Lord Chamberlain to Queen Mary. Henry’s mother was Lady Victoria Manners, daughter of the Duke of Rutland. Who will have been something to do with Trumpers’ other pal, Duff Copper’s wife, Lady Diana Manners.

It is of course a standing joke that the Royal family and British aristocracy are all highly inbred, but I didn’t realise to what extent that allegation was true until I began researching Trumpers and her friends. It really is a very small gene pool. But which group of people in the UK get flak from the Top Doctors and the media for daring to marry their cousins? South Asians in Bradford of course. In popular culture rude comments with regard to inbreeding are made about people from Somerset and Norfolk. I heard middle class people in north Wales level the same allegations about people from Anglesey – but they weren’t talking about the Marquess and his family, they were of course talking about the council house people and their ilk. Talking of subsidised accommodation, Plas Newydd was given to the National Trust in 1976, although Henry Paget and the family continued to live there.

Henry was a Conservative peer, but he never actually spoke in the Lords and only voted once. Henry was President of the National Museum of Wales, 1962-67; Vice-Chair of the Welsh Committee of the National Trust – so Henry was his own landlord then – and Lord Lieutenant of Gwynedd, 1983-89.

Dame Shirley Paget was Press Secretary to Gladwyn Jebb in the Foreign Office pre-WWII; President of the Federation of Women’s Institutes, 1966-69; Board Member of the British Council, 1985-95; Chair of Broadcasting Complaints Commission, 1987-91.

Henry was a close friend of Kyffin Williams, the well-known artist who lived on Anglesey for many years. I note that Michael Mansfield’s memoir mentions that Mansfield was taught art at school by Kyffin – the radical Mansfield who ignored any cases related to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal or Westminster Paedophile Ring (see post ‘Workers’ Play Time’).

When the newly wed Charles and Di visited Bangor I was told that they stayed the night at the Marquess of Anglesey’s place. There was a bit of trouble concerning that particular Royal Visit, with rude anti-Royal slogans being daubed on the council offices the night before, so someone had to paint over them – so there were the council offices partially repainted with a shade of paint that very obviously didn’t match the paintwork on the rest of the building as Charles and Di walked past. Then there was another diplomatic incident which involved a group of Welsh language students concealing themselves in some trees and dropping out of the trees as the Royal Couple approached, waving banners at them with slogans painted on them saying ‘Go Home English Prince’ and ‘Go Home Jug Ears’. Poor Di quailed and actually looked quite frightened, although to be fair to Charles he carried on mingling and actually chatted to the folk in the crowd and the students who weren’t yelling abuse at him, rather than spending his time hobnobbing with the bunch of grandiose idiots from the Council and the Mayor, who actually tried to steer him and Di away from the crowd that had turned out to see them. This was the only time that I ever saw Di and I noticed that she was very thin and was wearing a lot of make-up, particularly blusher. A press release later explained that Di was suffering from morning sickness – William was in the very early stages of gestation at the time. We now know that Di was suffering from an eating disorder, was incredibly unhappy and was chucking herself down the stairs at the Palace in distress.

Henry Paget held a number of roles with the Anglesey Conservative Association. So it will have been Henry who had something to do with their desire to snare Ann Widdecombe as the Parliamentary candidate for Anglesey, although Widdecombe had absolutely no knowledge of north Wales let alone Anglesey at all and very little interest (see post ‘Doris Karloff – Honest About Her Expenses But Not Much Else’). Henry will also have known something about the candidate whom they did select and who later became the Tory MP for Anglesey, Keith Best. Best was a barrister who failed to assist when I asked him for help when I first came under attack from the paedophiles’ friends and who unbeknown to me occupied a role in the Welsh Office with was orchestrating the cover-up of the paedophile ring and associated criminal activities anyway. Best was involved in a car crash in which his research assistant was killed whilst Best was driving but not much happened about that and was later jailed for fraud after working a fiddle involving multiple applications for shares. Best didn’t spend long in prison, somehow he managed to secure a very early release. Best was an MP who wanted to get tough on crime – in fact I think that he supported the return of capital punishment. Just like Ann Widdecombe did.

I used to know someone who did voluntary work at Plas Newydd. This person was a Hergest patient who, as with so many, just never recovered from a serious mental illness. They would begin to make a recovery – which was when they would be working at Plas Newydd – but within a few weeks they’d relapse and would be sectioned again. This was always blamed on a recurring mental illness. Which might have been present, but I was good friends with this person and I knew something that the other patients didn’t – that as soon as they began to recover and begin work, Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) would alter their medication and within weeks they’d be seriously ill again. This person grew up in north Wales and lived in London during their twenties, in the late 1980s. They used to tell me about a sexual relationship that they’d had with a well-known figure who over the last few years has been the subject of a number of allegations of rather unacceptable conduct. My friend from the Hergest Unit had a breakdown in London and was sent back to Ysbyty Gwynedd for ‘care’ by Top Doctors in London. My friend’s ambition was always to return to London to live and work once more, but the well-known person and his friends didn’t seem to want my friend back down there. Not that it happened anyway – because every time my friend recovered and took up their voluntary work at Plas Newydd as a route back into paid work in an effort to wave good-bye to service userdom, Tony Francis would start altering the medication…

Henry Paget died in 2013 and his son Lord Uxbridge succeeded him.

 

Trumpers’ family got a bit worried about her by the 1950s because she hadn’t yet bagged a posh rich man. Trumpers herself didn’t seem to be too bothered about this, she carried on boozing, clubbing, visiting rich friends in their stately homes at weekends and not being very successful at menial jobs which she secured through her connections.

In 1952 Trumpers set sail for America. One of the passengers on the boat with Trumpers was a Shirley Brittan Caitlin. Trumpers couldn’t stand her. Neither can I – not that I have ever met Shirley on a boat, I only know her as the dreadful Shirley Williams, friend of Dr Death and member of the Gang of Four. Trumpers didn’t like Shirley because she was too intellectual – rather than because she colluded with her mate Dr Death who trashed the Labour Party and undoubtedly knew about the paedophiles’ friends and the Top Doctors role in protecting them but used that knowledge to his own advantage (see post ‘Dr Death’).

When Trumpers arrived in America it was business as usual. Her brother – who had married the daughter of a well-known Connecticut lawyer and was living in America himself – got her a job in an advertising agency using his contacts. Trumpers set about making friends with ‘the poshest doctor in New York’, a Dr Neergaard. Trumpers had back problems and Dr Neergaard was so charmed by Trumpers that he treated her free of charge for an extended period of time.

On one occasion Trumpers was invited to a party where poofs were present, which she found so distressing that she left early instead of dancing all night.

Despite the upset with the poofs, Trumpers was not deterred from her networking social activities. She was introduced to Walter Annenberg, ‘a billionaire’, who was in the 1960s appointed as the US Ambassador to the Court of St James by Richard Nixon. Annenberg was the man who introduced Thatcher to Reagan. Trumpers made friends with the daughter of Kline, the Kline of Smith, Kline and French, the enormous and extremely ruthless drug company; she dined with Senator McCarthy and made friends with John Lindsay, who later became the Mayor of New York.

Then, incredibly, love came Trumpers way – or it might have been love, as opposed to the usual ruthless befriending of the rich and powerful. In 1952 Trumpers met Alan Barker, a master at Eton who was in America on a fellowship at Yale and Trumpers was smitten.

As I researched Trumpers, I kept wondering why she had bagged a teacher with academic interests as opposed to one of the stinking rich aristocrats whom she had knocked about with all of her life. My confusion regarding this just shows why Trumpers has the midas touch and I don’t. As I read more about Trumpers’ later life, it clicked – EVERYONE whom Trumpers thought it worth knowing had been to Eton. Including the Prime Ministers – except for Thatch of course – and the other towering political figures of 20th century Britain who were so helpful to Trumpers when she fancied a seat in the Lords and then a career in Gov’t. The alumni from public schools stick together – and Trumpers secured her position at the heart of the most prestigious powerful network of the lot. Trumpers hadn’t gone to Eton – she couldn’t, being female – so she married into it.

Trumpers’ engagement to Barker – as she always referred to him – was announced in the ‘New York Herald’ and ‘New York Times’. Trumpers’ mum felt let down by Trumpers’ engagement photographs though – Trumpers’ mum had wanted to put her in ‘Country Life’, but Trumpers’ choice of outfit for her engagement photos made that impossible (how I do not know, I doubt that Trumpers had purchased an Ann Summers French Maid outfit for the occasion). Trumpers borrowed a tiara from her mate Sally. The tiara in question is now in the possession of Samantha, David Cameron’s wife – Samantha Cameron is the step-daughter of Sally and Bill’s son William Astor.

Trumpers and Barker returned to London and were married in the Chapel of the Royal Hospital, Chelsea. Once more no-one knows HOW – Trumpers somehow obtained special permission, although there had only ever been one wedding allowed in there previously and that had been centuries before.

Thus Trumpers became the wife of master at Eton, although Barker also had a history fellowship at Queens College Cambridge. When Barker was teaching at Eton, not only were the boys there still flogged by masters – although Barker himself didn’t seem to do this – but pupils had ‘beating rights’ over other pupils. Trumpers observes in her book that ‘it doesn’t seem to have hurt anybody’.

The novelist Edward St Aubyn was famously raped by his father on a regular basis between the ages of three and eight years. His father was Roger St Aubyn, a Top Doctor (registered with the Royal College of Physicians and a member of the Royal College of Surgeons). Roger was an old Etonian. Roger St Aubyn was violently sexually abusive to his wife, Edward’s mother, and was also known to have sexually abused at least one girl. Roger St Aubyn was friendly with two psychoanalysts, the parents of the dreadfully bumptious TV psychologist Oliver James. The St Aubyn and James families were good mates for years. Both families knew Arthur Koestler, who raped Michael Foot’s wife as a young woman. Donald Astor, the owner of the ‘Observer’, was networked into the whole lot of them. As a young adult Edward St Aubyn was so traumatised that by the time he arrived at Oxford he was a heroin addict. At one point he overdosed and ended up in Charing Cross Hospital. At Oxford Edward was friends with Nigella Lawson – who’s dad at that time was a member of Thatcher’s Gov’t – and his childhood friend Oliver James. Edward’s friends knew about his heroin problem and his vile father. Oliver James’s parents – one of whom had been analysed themselves by Anna Freud – took on Edward as a client. Roger St Aubyn died in 1985 and it was after that that Edward St Aubyn wrote about what Roger had done to him when he was a child. No-one mentioned it until then – but the friends of the family all knew. Anyone still fancy listening to Oliver James bollocking on about ‘affluenza’ and the ‘Dark Triad’ on the BBC as he advises the nation on parenting?

The older son of Di’s brother Earl Spencer is Edward St Aubyn’s godson. That’s the Earl Spencer who spoke so movingly about his beloved sister at her funeral, who was just so livid at her mistreatment by Charles et al whilst she was in the grip of an eating disorder. Earl Spencer knows all about eating disorders. His first wife Victoria Lockwood was severely anorexic – Earl Spencer wasn’t very nice to Victoria and he used to make jokes about her being ‘thick but thin’. He eventually divorced her – after she’d done the obligatory breeding bit – which must have been quite a relief for Victoria.

Barker’s friend and fellow history master at Eton – who became head of history there – was Giles St Aubyn. Any relation Trumpers?

Barker’s most favourite bestest pupil throughout his years at Eton was a Douglas Hurd. Douglas maintained a friendship with his old history teacher – and Trumpers – until Barker died.

Barker aspired to become head of Eton and Trumpers was pretty desperate for this to happen as well. It was not to be. Trumpers doesn’t go into details, but there are references in Trumpers’ book to Barker having caused problems at Eton, to him having enemies there and having become involved in politicking and colluding which had made him even more unpopular.

In 1958 Barker was appointed head of The Leys School, Cambridge – he remained head until 1975. The Leys wasn’t Eton but it certainly wasn’t Grange Hill. It is favoured by academics at Cambridge – Stephen Hawking sent his son there – and former old pupils from Barker’s time as head include Amschel Rotchschild, both the former and present King of Tonga, Christopher and Peter Hitchens and the King of Bahrain. Trumpers mentions the Kings of Tonga and Bahrain in her book – obviously the Hitchens brothers weren’t worth remembering.

Trumpers had a high old time at The Leys, although the accommodation was a bit substandard (the accommodation at Eton was very substandard, Trumpers wasn’t at all impressed). When Barker took over at The Leys, he discovered that one of their most high profile old boys, J. Arthur Rank, had fallen out with the previous regime. So Barker and Trumpers got to work toadying to him, to tempt him – and his money – back. Trumpers persuaded a whole list of high profile people to visit The Leys – the Duchess of Kent, the Queen Mother (twice), the PM of Singapore and Ted Heath. In fact Ted Heath launched his 1970 General Election campaign from the playing fields of The Leys – as opposed to the playing fields of Eton. Trumpers won’t have worried about this blatant bit of propaganda, because she was by then Chair of the local Conservative Party. Ted subsequently invited Barker and Trumpers to No 10 for dinner.

Trumpers certainly knew how to pick her friends. In 1971 she offered the school’s hospitality to the Home Secretary Reginald Maudling when he was in town to address the Cambridge University Conservative Association. At the time Maudling was in the middle of the Rudi Dutschke scandal. Rudi Dutschke – who later helped found the German Green Party – was in the UK recovering after an assassination attempt and Maudling was deporting him. No-one else in Cambridge was prepared to touch Reggie Maudling with a barge pole, but Trumpers maintained that this was a ‘free speech’ issue so was happy to entertain Reggie. Whether she put him up again after he resigned in the wake of his business associate John Poulson being investigated by the Met Trumpers does not relate.

Reggie did definitely attend one of Trumpers’ exclusive dinner parties. Along with Peter Thorneycroft, Frank Lee ‘and all the wives’. Frank Lee was a former Permanent Secretary at the Treasury and Thorneycroft was  Tory barrister who was Chancellor of the Exchequer under Harold Macmillan, 1957-58. In 1964 Thorneycroft was appointed Secretary of State for Defence. He lost his seat in 1966 – not that it mattered, he was given a peerage in 1967. Thorneycroft was Chairman of the Tory Party, 1975-81. It was Thorneycroft who employed Saatchi and Saatchi to manage the Tories 1979 General Election campaign.

Trumpers remained friends with Michael Edwards whom she knew from her days in New York – Edwards was running US lines, a shipping company. Trumpers had also managed to make friends with the Belgian Ambassador. Another friend was David Montagu, later Lord Swaythling. Although Swaythling ended up in the Lords, he rarely spoke. Swaythling was: Chairman of Samuel Montagu and Co (the family banking business); Chair and CEO of Orion Bank; Director of  J. Rothschilds Holdings; Chairman of Rothschilds International plc; a member of the Board of Banking Supervision of the Bank of England; a founding Director of LWT; a Director of the Daily Telegraph. Montagu’s son Charles married Angela Rawlinson, daughter of Lord Peter Rawlinson. Rawlinson was Solicitor-General under Macmillan in 1962 and Attorney General under Heath, 1970-74. Rawlinson offered his resignation with regard to the Profumo scandal, but it was declined.

Trumpers was also friends with the Adeanes, ‘local landowners’. Lord Michael Adeane was the grandson of the Private Secretary to Queen Victoria and George V. Michael Adeane carried on the family tradition by acting as Assistant Private Secretary to George VI, 1945-52. Working as a Courtier is of course a hereditary trait, so naturally Adeane’s son Edward found himself as Private Secretary to Prince Charles 1979-85. He’d started toadying many years previously – he was Page of Honour to HM the Queen, 1954-56. Between 1960-61 Adeane had been a Plebiscite Supervisor in Southern Cameroon. He was by profession a barrister who specialised in libel and worked in this field between 1962-79. In 1975 he successfully defended Harold Wilson’s right hand woman Marcia Falkender when she was accused of forging Wilson’s signature. Adeane also acted for Marlene Dietrich. Edward Adeane was one of the courtiers whom the Princess of Wales didn’t like and didn’t trust. So that’s obviously why he was appointed as her Private Secretary in 1984. There was much trouble in the Royal household during the Di years and a lot of it swirled around Adeane. Adeane seemed to blame everyone else – Diana was mad, Charles wouldn’t listen to Adeane’s excellent advice and that’s why there was chaos. Adeane resigned in 1985 and returned to the Bar, after falling out with Charles. Nevertheless, Adeane continued to accompany the Queen mum on her grouse shoots.

Adeane was a Director of Hambros Bank, of Guardian Royal Exchange Assurance, of Hambros Channel Islands Trust Corps Ltd and Scottish Investors plc.

Adeane ‘never married’, but had a male ‘companion’, Brent Snape.

 

Throughout the fifties and sixties Trumpers enjoyed herself visiting her rich friends in their stately homes at the weekends. Her regular haunts were – Combermore Abbey in Shropshire (the home of the Crossleys), Cholmondeley in Cheshire (the home of the Cholmondeleys) and the various estates which belonged to the Astors – their estate on Jura, their place at Bletchingdon Park and Cliveden. Yes, Cliveden. Not only that, but Trumpers was where the action was at Cliveden.

I have mentioned that one of Trumpers’ closest friends Sally Norton married Bill Astor. Bill was the 3rd Viscount Astor, son of Nancy Astor, Tory MP for Fulham East, then Wycombe – after that he took his seat in the Lords. Tumpers canvassed for Bill Astor in the 1945 General Election. Although Bill and Sally divorced in 1953, Trumpers continued to visit Bill Astor. She knew his second wife Philippa whom he divorced in 1960 and Trumpers also knew Astor’s third wife Bronwen. Astor was married to Bronwen when the Profumo scandal erupted. Trumpers had been a weekender at Cliveden throughout the whole time that the scandal brewed and then became public. Trumpers’ book mentions that she met Stanley Spencer the artist at Cliveden and that she also met Stephen Ward. Trumpers saw in the New Year of 1962 at Cliveden. By this time, the shagging that led to the scandal had already taken place – Profumo and Christine Keeler met in 1961. Trumpers was there throughout. Of course Trumpers remembers to state in her book that she ‘didn’t know’ about Christine Keeler and Mandy Rice-Davies. Yet Trumpers remembers dining at Cleveden with a ‘girl’ who asked for some more of ‘those fucking potatoes’. Bill told Trumpers sometime after this incident with the potatoes that it had cost him a lot of money to ‘get rid of’ that girl. Did Trumpers imagine that swearing at the dining table enabled one to blackmail one’s host?

There was another visitor to Cliveden at this time – HM the Queen. Trumpers noted that when the Queen came to tea with them all at Cliveden ‘the less presentable young ladies’ were ‘kept out of the way’. Where were they – upstairs in bed with the Cabinet Ministers and the KGB officers?

Trumpers remembers that Bronwen was the daughter of a judge. Bronwen’s daughter married George Case in 1990. Who he? Bronwen left Cliveden and moved to Tuesley Manor, Godalming in Surrey, where she opened her house to the homeless. She also trained as a psychotherapist.

Trumpers’ take on the Profumo affair is that she felt very sorry for Bill. No problem there, I feel sorry for my friends when they land in a slurry pit. However Trumpers certainly had the blinkers on – she maintained that the press made Bill out to be ‘dirty’ which he wasn’t, he was ‘an innocent host’. He might have been your mate Trumpers, but you knew damn well that he was paying swearing girls to go away and hiding the Russians and the prostitutes from Lilibet when she dropped in for afternoon tea. Trumpers doesn’t tell us whether she felt sorry for Stephen Ward who was the scapegoat for the whole business and was later found dead. Trumpers tells us that she remained loyal to poor Bill. Well Bill was the one who had the peerage and the country estates. Staying loyal to poor Bill might well have included Trumpers remaining very firmly silent about a great many things that the press at the time would have paid her good money to talk about – there’ll have been a lot of people in a lot of high places who will have been indebted to Trumpers for her silence…

As with Jimmy Savile and Broadmoor, Trumpers’ name has been air-brushed out of the history of Cliveden. Other people who were having group sex with Ministers and Russian spies/afternoon tea/dinner at Cliveden at the time have had their names bandied around in public for deacdes, but not Trumpers. I only found out because she’s been daft enough to write this book. Neither was any of this mentioned in the retirement tributes to Trumpers – we were simply told that she’d danced all night and defeated Hitler.

Meanwhile, in Cambridge, Trumpers became more deeply involved in local Cambridge life and politics.

Trumpers tells us that she always received a first class service from the vet at Cambridge University – because she had persuaded a rich friend of hers to donate a great deal of money to fund a veterinary fellowship at Cambridge.

In 1995 Trumpers was made an honorary member of the British Veterinary Association.

Trumpers also became involved with Good Works. A lot of women of Trumpers’ class and generation did this and some of them were no doubt very genuine – but we’re talking Trumpers here.

In the late 50s Trumpers became the Governor of a mother and baby home. Trumpers maintained that the woman who ran the home was a ‘good woman but stern’. The girls ‘usually had no education and no background and couldn’t really stand up to someone like her’. The mothers gave birth in the home, whereupon their babies were immediately removed for adoption. Ah so that was what the poorly educated not at all affluent girls couldn’t stand up to – the removal of their babies, obviously against their wishes… Trumpers mentions that at the time East Anglia contained many Air Force and Army bases and she thinks that might be why there was such a high rate of illegitimacy in Cambridge. So the servicemen were knocking up the local girls – the vulnerable ones – and when they got pregnant, enter Trumpers and the mother and baby home to provide the solution. Whether the pregnant girls wanted it or not. Did Trumpers go along to the Forces bases with a supply of condoms? Or have a word with the commanding officers? Probably not…

Trumpers mentions that there were children in Cambridgeshire who knew that they had brothers and sisters who had been taken away. Which suggests that the women who had their babies kidnapped by Trumpers and co weren’t even keeping it a secret – could they perhaps have been very upset by what had happened? So upset that they told children who came along later? Upset enough to kick up a fuss and even try to trace the children whom Trumpers had nabbed?

When Trumpers retired from the Lords, the media tributes mentioned that Trumpers had an interest in women’s mental health. God knows how many breakdowns and even suicides that Trumpers precipitated. Trumpers, like Dr Dafydd Alun Jones, was just determined to help. She sat on the United Cambridge Hospitals Board and on the Social Services Committee – that’s the single mothers screwed then, Trumpers was On The Committees. Trumpers also sat on the Cambridge Folk Museum Committee, was involved with the Rheumatoid Arthritis Association and was Chair of the Cambridge Dogs for the Blind. In 1975 Trumpers was appointed – by a Labour Gov’t – to the Mental Health Tribunal. So if any of the single mothers who’s babies had been abducted were still sitting in mental hospitals, it would be down to Trumpers to decide whether to let them out or not.

In the late 1950s Trumpers became involved with the Conservative Party in Cambridgshire. She and Barker canvassed for the local Tory MP Sir Hamilton Kerr and Trumpers met, among others, Selwyn Lloyd, Francis Pym, Irene Ward and Enoch Powell. Trumpers subsequently became a Conservative Councillor and remained one for ten years.

In the early 70s Trumpers became a Magistrate. Trumpers’ career on the bench ended somewhat unusually, but as with many matters Trumpers there is a degree of confusion surrounding the circumstances of her resignation from the bench. The retirement tributes maintained that Trumpers was responsible for catching the Cambridge rapist whilst she was working as a magistrate. Trumpers’ book tells another story: that for a long while a man from MacFisheries used to deliver to Trumpers’ house and she got on very well with him, so well that he’d stop for a chat. Trumpers maintains that one day she was on the bench when she was told that the Cambridge rapist had been caught and was about to be brought before the bench. The prisoner appeared and it was her delivery man – so of course Trumpers had to resign there and then.

None of this makes sense. Trumpers obviously did not ‘catch’ the rapist – Trumpers was on good terms with the rapist. Furthermore, even if Trumpers had been duped by a rapist into letting him deliver wet fish to her house, that would not be a reason for her to resign from the bench – it would be a reason for Trumpers to step aside from that hearing, any subsequent hearings and his trial, but not to resign. Trumpers did something that she shouldn’t have – I don’t know what, but she did something in relation to that rapist and as ever she was not held accountable.

Trumpers has a very elastic interpretation of the law at the best of times. She mentions that she used to have to park her car in a car park which she found highly unsavoury – they all carry Stanley knives in Cambridge don’t they – so a policeman friend of Trumpers’ gave her a truncheon. Trumpers knows that she shouldn’t have been given it and shouldn’t have kept it because it was possessing an offensive weapon. But she kept it anyway.

Another triumph of Trumpers was the occasion on which she ‘persuaded’ Cambridge Arts Theatre to hand over their takings for one night to her ‘for charity’ – I think to be passed on to the Tory Party. Trumpers then ‘persuaded’ Footlights to perform on this ‘charity’ night – the night that Trumpers picked for her charity night was the night of the General Election. Furthermore, two local Tory MPs turned up and such was the warm feeling towards them that they received a standing ovation.

Trumpers by now wanted a seat in the Commons and started seriously angling for one. Barker would have liked a political career but he couldn’t afford it and anyway he didn’t like campaigning and canvassing. Barker told Trumpers that he wished that he could find a rotten borough and stand there. I’m surprised that Trumpers didn’t create one for him on their doorstep.

Barker was offered the post of head at Westminster School – Trumpers’ friend Rab Butler was Chair of the Governors there – although Barker turned this offer down. What Barker really wanted was to be head of Eton, but that wasn’t going to happen due to him pissing everybody off there.

Rab Butler had become Master of Trinity College Cambridge in 1965 when he retired from politics. He was High Steward of Cambridge University (1958-66) and High Steward of the City of Cambridge (1963 until his death).

Rab Butler was a Tory MP for Saffron Walden who never became PM but he was: Education Minster (1941-45); Chancellor of the Exchequer (1951-55); Home Secretary (1957-62); Deputy Prime Minster (1962-63); Foreign Secretary (1963-64). Butler served under Churchill, Eden, Macmillan and Douglas-Home. In 1959 he was the Conservative Party Chairman.

Whilst Home Secretary, Butler signed off the execution of James Hanratty, although numerous people at the time were raising concerns that Hanratty was a victim of a miscarriage of justice.

Butler was Master of Trinity while Prince Charles was a student there (1967-70) and Butler was special mentor to Charles. Butler’s family owned Gatcombe Park and in 1976 flogged it to the Queen who purchased it for Princess Ann.

Butler was also the Chancellor of the University of Essex and Chancellor of the University of Sheffield.

Butler was the President of the National Association for Mental Health (MIND) and Chairman of the Trustees of the Mental Health Trust and Research Fund (Mental Health Foundation).

Between 1972-75 Butler Chaired the Committee for Mentally Abnormal Offenders (the Butler Committee), which was set up by the DHSS and the Home Office. The Butler Report was published in 1975 – most of its recommendations have still not yet been implemented. Which is not surprising when one considers what the DHSS and Home Office were actually doing between 1972-75. In north Wales they were running Bryn Estyn with paedophiles staffing it and down the road at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh Gwynne and Dafydd incarcerated, lobotomised, shocked, drugged and generally abused the victims of Bryn Estyn and other such establishments, as well as those of the Top Doctors and associated paedophiles.

Like Trumpers, Butler was a member of the Mental Health Tribunal.

Butler’s son Adam Butler was a junior Minister under Thatcher.

 

Trumpers became Mayor of Cambridge in May 1971. Trumpers’ explanation for this was that ‘when I was asked to do something I did it’. Trumpers mentions that one doesn’t always have to agree with what one is asked to do, one does it anyway.

Trumpers had a great time as Mayor, at some official functions she got so pissed that she ended up flat on the floor. Her need for alcohol was sufficiently well-known that she was supplied with gin during Council meetings on the pretence that it was water. They should have just set up an intravenous ethanol drip…

Trumpers was involved with Addenbrookes Hospital from the outset – she helped with raising £100k for a ‘recreation centre’ for the Top Doctors when the hospital was under construction and she then sat on the Board. So Trumpers will know the fragrant Lady Mary Archer then – and of course her delightful husband Jeffrey. Who ended up in prison for perjury after lying in Court about spending time with a prostitute – a prostitute who was killed in a car crash hours before Jeffrey’s trial on a matter related to him lying about her. There was public outrage when it was revealed that Archer was allowed out of prison regularly to host his Krug and Shepherds Pie parties back home with Mary. I’m sure that Trumpers would have received an invitation…

 

Trumpers continued searching for a Parliamentary seat, although her family were less than enthusiastic. Barker was resentful and bitter and refused to help her at all and her son Adam was, according to Trumpers, ‘ambivalent’. Adam himself recently stated in an interview that he never had a mother, he just had a Mayor. Barker was particularly irate to find that when he was travelling in the Mayor’s official car, if Trumpers wasn’t actually in the car with him, the flag had to be removed. Thus Barker sometimes had to endure the trauma of being chauffeured home in the Mayor’s car without a flag.

In 1974 Trumpers was interviewed as the potential Tory candidate for the Isle of Ely, but lost out to Top Doctor Thomas Stuttaford. Who was beaten at the polls by Clement Freud.

For a while Trumpers lived at Sandwich in Kent. She noted that Sandwich was full of old ladies who had once been part of the Prince of Wales’s set. I don’t think that she was talking about the man who later married Diana.  However, Trumpers did find an agreeable lunch guest whilst the family lived at Sandwich – Harold Macmillan. His daughter lived nearby, so he used to drop in on Trumpers when he was in the area.

Ted Heath’s constituency was in Kent.

In 1975 Trumpers and Barker moved to Hampstead, when Barker became head of University College School. She met lots of fascinating new people, including Harold and Mary Wilson, who’s sons were pupils at the School. Trumpers invited Harold and Mary to lunch (twice) and invited ‘all the other VIPs’ that she could find.

Trumpers joined the Board of Visitors at Pentonville Prison in 1975 and became the Commissioner of Taxes in 1976. Trumpers’ observed that most of the prisoners ‘weren’t criminals’, but had led difficult lives and the majority of them couldn’t read and write. Trumpers also noticed that when she did her prison visiting bit, she’d enter the room with the gathered prisoners and the accompanying prison officer would shout out ‘who wants to see the Visitor?’, but the prisoners would sit there silently. Trumpers worked out that the prisoners were too frightened to speak to her in front of the officer, so she would then walk up and down until the officer had allegedly lost interest in the prisoners’ conversations and then the prisoners would start raising their concerns with her. Trumpers simply states that most of the prisoners insisted on telling her ‘how absolutely awful’ the prison was. But as Trumpers discovered, there was no helping these prisoners – Trumpers would make appointments to see them after their realease but they never ever kept those appointments. NEVER. Probably Trumpers because the prison authorities didn’t tell the prisoners that you had made the appointment or they gave them the wrong date and time – because what will have been going on in that prison was so bloody grim that no-one would have wanted those prisoners meeting up with you on the outside…

Interestingly enough, records show that once Trumpers was in the Lords, she took a very hard line on law n order and opposed community sentences, even for minor offenders. Trumpers worked as a Prison Visitor for many years, even I think after she was in the Lords.

Trumpers also found herself a Governor of an approved school and two secondary schools. Jimmy Savile was known to visit approved schools such as Duncroft in Surrey. It is now admitted that Savile sexually abused girls at Duncroft – it was the former pupils from Duncroft that finally alerted the world to the sort of things that Savile regularly got up to. He’d arrive in his much boasted about pink Rolls Royce and the girls would be encouraged to go for a drive in that lovely expensive car. During these drives Savile would give the teenagers cigarettes and sweets in return for sexual favours. The headmistress of Duncroft – when the revelations became public after Savile’s death – maintained that the girls were ungrateful wretches, that Mr Savile was a bit odd but he was good to them. The girls were ‘not Angels’ – they were intelligent girls and some were even the daughters of Top Doctors – but they had become pregnant and one even had five babies. As one of the girls explained when she was a middle aged woman – ‘we had been sexually abused, which was why Savile was able to abuse us again’.

I am just a few years younger than those women and I remember the attitudes in the 1970s well. Boys ended up in ‘approved schools’ because of their involvement in crime but with girls it was nearly always because they had become pregnant after a long history of promiscuity. Such teenaged girls were seen as willing participants in their own downfall and there wasn’t much of an understanding that they had almost certainly been introduced to sex by being molested at a very young age. Once they had acquired a reputation as a bit of a slapper or become pregnant, they were undoubtedly targeted by every unscrupulous man in the area. There is play or novel or a biography of a teenager (unfortunately I can’t remember which work this is) who became pregnant to the horror of the surrounding world, which simply caused a young man to persuade her to have sex with him on the grounds that she couldn’t become more pregnant. Savile specialised in such teenagers.

However, the 70s were rather rewritten in the post-Savile furore and there were claims that ‘in the 1970s’ people ‘didn’t understand about child abuse’. They did. They didn’t see the sexual exploitation of ‘wild’ teenagers as child abuse, but the abuse of younger children – or indeed teenagers that had not gone off the rails – was seen as a very serious and a very nasty business. ‘Interfering with children’ was perceived to be about the worst thing that someone could do. Which is why the likes of Dafydd and the North Wales Paedophile Ring went to such lengths to conceal what they were up to. Even if that resulted in witnesses being illegally incarcerated in mental hospitals or found dead.

In 2004 Trumpers became a Trustee of Crimestoppers. Trumpers supported Crimestoppers because of its emphasis on children and youth offending. This was the Crimestoppers who in the mid-90s received two telephone calls from someone in north Wales informing them of the neglect and abuse that was occurring in nursing homes run by Dr Dafydd Alun Jones – including the suspicious death of a resident – as well as providing them with the name and details of a drug using patient of Dafydd’s who could be seen openly selling class A drugs to school children in Bangor. No action was taken. When the person who made the calls rang Crimestoppers a few weeks later to ask why no action had been taken they were told that the previous calls had been classed as hoax calls and that no investigations or action would be taking place. Crimestoppers was founded and funded by Tory peer Lord Ashcroft.

In 1979 Trumpers was appointed the UK delegate to the UN Commission on the Status of Women. Trumpers explains that this was ‘Barker’s old pupil Douglas Hurd’s doing’ – after all, Barker and Hurd ‘adored one another’. In her capacity as the UK delegate, Trumpers was sent by Thatcher to a conference in Copenhagen. She enjoyed herself boozing with other delegates and made friends with Sally Mugabe, who was married to someone called Robert. Despite the liberal supply of alcohol and the presence of despots’ wives to consume it with, Trumpers became bored at the conference and demanded that Ann Warburton – the UK’s first female ambassador – give her something to do. So Warburton gave Trumpers ‘something to say’ about people who were disappeared by Gov’ts and ‘what we were doing about it’. What were the UK doing about it? Well they were inviting the wives of the leaders of the Gov’ts involved to get pissed with Trumpers at conferences and they were making diplomatic links with those Gov’ts – Thatcher had been busy making friends with General Galtieri until he invaded the Falkland Islands and she really liked Pinochet. (One of Thatcher’s Ministers – I think that it might have been Geoffrey Howe – famously went to Argentina and told them that the UK had recently elected a Gov’t with similar views to the junta…Well Galtieri imprisoned and killed socialists and trade unionists – dunno whether he colluded with a paedophile ring though.)

At the Denmark conference Suzanne Mubarak – who was leading the Egyptian delegation in her capacity as the wife of the Egyptian President – upset the other Arab delegates with her speech about Israel. So after Mubarak had finished speaking, Trumpers made a point of congratulating her on her splendid speech as loudly as she could, within earshot of the other delegates.

It has been admitted that Trumpers’ extensive ‘address book’ was the reason why the UK Gov’t appointed her to that UN body – they believed that Trumpers’ connections would assist British interests.

In 1980 Trumpers hit the bigtime when Thatcher made her a Baroness. Which was extraordinary – because Trumpers’ record of achievement to date had been leaving a number of menial jobs under a very big cloud, resigning as a magistrate for an unspecified reason in connection with a rapist who was selling her wet fish and spending a year getting very drunk whilst she was Mayor. But Trumpers had a huge number of rich powerful friends, connections with the Royal Family and she had been on the scene when the action at Cliveden took place. Furthermore Trumpers had not succeeded in getting selected as a candidate to stand for election to the Commons. Trumpers was getting on in years now, she will have been pulling out all the stops.

Trumpers herself is quite frank about the way in which she ended up in the Lords. She explained that Barker ‘touted’ for her and Barker’s friends Peter Thorneycroft and Rab Butler ‘agreed’.

Trumpers was introduced to the Lords by Rab Butler and Peter Thorneycroft.

After a year in the Lords Trumpers was made a Privy Councillor!

Barker subsequently had a stroke and ended up in Westminster Hospital. All Barker’s VIP former pupils turned up to visit him, including Douglas Hurd, who was at that time a Cabinet Minister – this was probably when Hurd was Home Secretary. Trumpers was pleased to see that before Barker’s grand visitors arrived, the Angels would tidy up the whole ward so that it looked really good. No doubt the wards which did not contain patients who were mates with the Home Secretary were run along the lines of Mid-Staffs, with patients drinking the water out of vases because no-one had fed or watered them and being told by the Angels to crap in their beds because walking across the ward with a bedpan was too much like hard work.

Trumpers found that looking after Barker following his stroke was far too much for her, what with her having so many dinners with other Lords to eat, so Barker moved into an upmarket nursing home – which from what I can work out from information available on the internet caters for former military folk. Barker never served in the military. Was this yet another example of Trumpers and Barkers pulling strings? Barker seems to have behaved dreadfully there, was rude and offensive to other residents and routinely insulted the Matron. He pissed them off so much that when he finally pegged out, the Matron rang Trumpers, asked her if she was alone and when Trumpers said yes, simply responded by saying ‘well your husband’s died’ and hung up. Trumpers noted that Matron had wreaked her revenge, which implied that Matron didn’t have much time for Trumpers either.

Whilst Barker was spending his final days insulting everyone in the home for retired gentlefolk, Trumpers moved into a flat near Sloane Square – on land owned by the Duke of Westminster, Sir Peter Morrison’s old mate in the Chester Conservative Association. There were many politicians living in the same building as Trumpers, including Sir Alec Douglas-Home. Thatch went to visit Trumpers there on one occasion – Trumpers took the opportunity to ask Thatch to give Douglas-Home a Gov’t car and a driver, because according to Trumpers, that’s what former PMs are entitled to for the rest of their lives. Thatch explained that such an offer had been made to Douglas-Home, but he’d turned it down. Trumpers observed that she would therefore have to continue to give him lifts home from the Lords. I don’t know what underpinned Trumpers’ desire for Douglas-Home to be chauffeured around at public expense – whether Home not taking advantage of this offended Trumpers’ sense of what was right and proper or whether she just didn’t want to have to give him a lift home from the day centre.

In 1983, after the General Election, Thatch asked Trumpers to become a Whip. Trumpers couldn’t make up her own mind, so she asked Sir Percy Rugg ‘an old Leysian’ to advise her. Percy Rugg for many years had been a key figure in the London County Council – so he’ll have known a lot about the mistreatment of people at the hands of Top Doctors and paedophiles’ friends. Trumpers trembled in fear once she became a Whip and didn’t actually know what she was doing, but she was delighted to find the Labour Party Chief Whip supporting her on the grounds of female solidarity. Trumpers repaid the kindness by doing the same thing for the new Labour Whips in 1997. Isn’t it good to know that the glass ceiling was broken by these foolish old bags who did not know their arses from their elbows but who had made friends with the right people and kept their mouths shut about outrages and human suffering and then spent their careers doing each other favours. I’d be interested to know which dipstick from the Labour Party helped Trumpers out in 1983 – no doubt the Labour wimmin that she ‘supported’ in 1997 were Tony’s cronies, the Tessas and the Patsys and the Margarets etc.

Between 1983-85 Trumpers was Baroness-in-Waiting to the Queen, an appointment with which she was ‘absolutely delighted’. Trumpers’ role was to greet visitors to the UK on behalf of the Queen. Once more, Trumpers ‘met everyone’, although some of them – such as the King of Bahrain – Trumpers remembered from their time as pupils of The Leys School. Trumpers met the President of Afghanistan in this capacity. His wife had just given birth to a son – not a daughter thank God – and he was so overwhelmed that all he could talk about was the birth of his heir. After he left the UK, Trumpers purchased some things for the baby and sent them on to him via the Foreign Office – she was delighted to receive a letter of thanks from the President, so she knew that he had received them.

I too have purchased presents for new born babies, but in 1983 we were led to believe that the UK was not on the best of terms with the Afghanistan regime. Anyone remember the Russian-backed Afghanistan regime that we heard so much about back then? The regime that was fighting the ‘brave warriers’ of the Taleban – which at that time we were backing? How many people knew that Lilibet had invited the President of Afghanistan to Buck House and that Trumpers was busy celebrating the birth of his son and heir with him?

Trumpers was involved in something that I suspect was an even better kept secret that the visit of the President of Afghanistan to the Palace. After all, Lilibet does have a track record of inviting disgusting people to banquets with her – Nicolae Ceausescu arrived in 1979, the red carpet was rolled out and horrified Romanian exiles who were protesting were shielded from his view. As the final two fingers to the protesters, Lilibet gave Ceausescu an honorary knighthood. Which she later removed when we were allowed to hear about all those starving babies in the orphanages without electricity who had been infected with AIDS because hypodermic needles were re-used. ‘We didn’t know…how did it happen…never again…it’s not the British way of doing things…’ Trumpers mentions in her book that she trotted off to visit her old mate Sally Mugabe when she was dying as a result of kidney failure in St Mary’s Hospital Paddington.

Trumpers explains that Sally had been admitted to St Mary’s under a pseudonym ‘which we always did’ with VIPs. Yes, I know that happens – but this is Mugabe’s wife that we are talking about. The Mugabe, who was by then a complete pariah, who was wrecking his country and killing his opponents. Trumpers’ bit of diplomacy was to point out to the Top Doctor aka ‘kidney specialist’ who was treating Sally Mugabe that the pseudonym that had been given to her, ‘Mrs Smith’, was highly inappropriate because Ian Smith was one of the people whom the Mugabes hated most. The Top Doctor was horrified at the faux pas and another pseudonym was allocated.

Zimbabwe has always maintained that Sally Mugabe died from kidney failure in Harare on 27th Jan 1992. Trumpers was Baroness-in-Waiting TWICE – once between 1983-85, then again between 1992-97. So presumably this visit to a dying Sally in St Mary’s took place in 1992. So Sally Mugabe was receiving treatment in a London hospital under a pseudonym and being visited by Trumpers – before it had been admitted that the Zimbabwe healthcare system was so bad that Mugabe himself was going abroad for medical treatment. Now I would imagine that if Sally was dying at St Mary’s, it would have been very difficult to fly her back to Harare for her final days – she would be on dialysis, life-support, the lot – and the reason that she was in St Mary’s will have been to access treatment that was not available in Zimbabwe.

Did Sally Mugabe REALLY die in Harare? Or did she die in St Mary’s Hospital Paddington – and a whopper was told to conceal the fact that she had left Zimbabwe to receive care? I think we should be told. Particularly in the light of the row concerning the recent appointment of Mugabe as ‘goodwill ambassador ‘for WHO. Trumpers will not be capable of telling the truth about all this, so would any Top Doctors from St Mary’s like to enlighten us? Who was the ‘kidney specialist’ employed at St Mary’s in Dec 1991/Jan 1992? Anyone??? I’ll do a bit of research…

Trumpers’ diplomacy was called upon again after Sally’s death. When Robert Mugabe arrived in London to visit Lilibet! Trumpers was despatched to greet him and offered her condolescences. Trumpers was gobsmacked when Mugabe ‘glowered’ at her ‘in silence’ in response. That might have been because Mugabe had since the mid-1980s been having an affair with Grace and by the time that Sally died had had two children with Grace, which had become the focus of a major scandal in Zimbabwe.

 

At some point, Trumpers represented British interests in Mongolia after the collapse of the Soviet Union. Trumpers didn’t actually know where Mogolia was, but she didn’t have to find her own way there, she was loaded onto a plane and off she went. She received a lovely pale blue scarf as a present from her Mongolian hosts, so she wrapped it around her neck. Her driver later explained to Trumpers that the scarf was a sacred scarf and should NOT be wrapped around her neck. Trumpers observed that it is quite easy to make mistakes when overseas.

Trumpers also lets on that when Mongolia ‘struck copper and ore’, it became ‘hugely rich’ and that ‘because of the UK’s longstanding interest and support’ last year [that would be either 2009 or 2010], Trumpers and Michael Howard were presented with distinction orders at the Mongolian Embassy.

Trumpers – do you by any chance have any info about that utter skulduggery that Craig Murray the former Ambassador to Uzbekistan maintained was going on with British collusion – the boiling alive of opponents of the Uzbekistan regime etc? Jack Straw et al maintained that Murray was an insane boozing womanising liar who should not be believed. As you have spent your whole life being party to wrongdoing on the part of those in high places, I assume that if anyone knows the truth about Uzbekistan and Jack, it will be you. Feel free to contact me Trumpers. Diolch.

I’m wondering if someone in the Foreign Office decided to send Trumpers to foreign lands as a way of insulting people whom they didn’t like, in the way that ‘Private Eye’ maintained that sending Prince Philip to the funeral of Emperor Hirohito was a huge ‘fuck off’ from the UK. Because Trumpers continued to be sent on sensitive missions during which she offended everyone, Trumpers was sent as the Gov’t representative to the funeral of the Sri Lankan President, after he was killed by a suicide bomber. Trumpers purchased a black dress – although black is not the colour of mourning in Sri Lanka. Trumpers did actually notice this, but she managed to ‘make friends’ by eating polo mints throughout the funeral and offering them to the other mourners.

 

In 1985 Thatcher made Trumpers Parliamentary Under-Secretary of State in the DHSS, where Trumpers remained until 1987. Hence Trumpers appointing Savile as manager of Broadmoor.

In an interview with the ‘Guardian’ in 2004, Trumpers stated that Willie Whitelaw ‘a great friend of friends of mine’ ‘pushed’ Thatcher to ‘give her a job’ – I presume that she was referring to that post in the DHSS, because that was the first (and indeed only) real job that Trumpers had ever had – unless you count that one in Peter Jones from which she was sacked.

Willie Whitelaw was not only a great friend of friends of hers, Willie was obviously quite a good mate of Trumpers’ herself. In one interview with the ‘Guardian’, Trumpers recalls staying with Whitelaw in the Lake District when he was Deputy PM and Willie serving her breakfast in bed.

Whitelaw was famously loyal to both Heath and Thatcher. Some allege that Thatcher would never have become leader of the Conservative Party had Whitelaw not refused to stand himself out of loyalty to his friend Heath. When Thatch did become leader, Whitelaw was right behind her every step of the way. The public image of Whitelaw was that of a silly old buffer from another era, an image fuelled when Whitelaw shot a beater by accident on a grouse shooting expedition. The beater didn’t die, he just received a buttock full of lead shot, which added to the hilarity.

What I remember about Willie though was his frequent public statements that he would get tough on young thugs and that what they would be receiving would be a short sharp shock. By this time I had started to become aware that a proportion of ‘young thugs’ were actually highly distressed teenagers who had been on the receiving end of other thugs themselves. What I didn’t know was that when Whitelaw was huffing and puffing, the ‘young thugs’ in Bryn Estyn and other such establishments were being beaten and buggered by the people paid by the state to ‘look after’ them. Willie and the Tories had more than one go with the short sharp shock discourse – it first reared it’s head in the 70s but was wheeled out again during Thatcher’s first administration. It didn’t work on either occasion and had to be quietly abandoned.

Willie was elected Tory MP for Penrith and the Borders in 1955 and represented that constituency for 28 years. He held posts under Macmillan, Douglas-Home, Heath and Thatcher. To summarise, Willie was: Secretary of State for N Ireland, 1972-73; Chairman of the Conservative Party (under Heath), 1974-75; Deputy leader of the Conservative Party, 1975-91; Home Secretary, 1979-83.

In 1983 Whitelaw was given an hereditary peerage – the first one that had been created for 18 years. So someone was very, very grateful to Willie…Willie became Viscount Whitelaw and was appointed leader of the Lords.

On Willie’s various watches, aggressive policing and the ‘sus’ laws led to rioting in London, Bristol and Liverpool. Although Willie held secret meetings with the IRA whilst maintaining that he was doing no such thing, the IRA escalated their bombing campaign on the mainland which resulted in serious miscarriages of justice – which Willie and the gang did all they could to ensure were never rectified. After they were rectified, Willie’s gang made sour comments and refused to adequately compensate the people who’s lives had been ruined by corrupt police officers, prison officers, lawyers, judges and expert witnesses. 1980 Willie dissuaded Thatcher from going to Leeds to personally take charge of the Yorkshire Ripper investigation. Willie realised that was best left to the incompetent, corrupt police officers in Yorkshire whom he and Thatcher backed up fully.

Throughout Willie’s years in Gov’t, the paedophile gang in north Wales and Cheshire who were supplying Willie’s colleague Sir Peter Morrison and others with children to abuse ran riot.

Willie was Lord President of the Council, 1970-72 and 1983-88. The Lord President presides over meetings of the Privy Council and also serves as the Visitor for several universities, including Leicester, Liverpool, London (although not King’s College or UCL), Nottingham and Wales (not Lampeter).

So Willie was Visitor at the University of Wales – whilst Bangor employed Gwynne the lobotomist in the Student Health Centre, who had helped facilitate and conceal the paedophile ring in north Wales and the corrupt GP Dr D.G.E. Wood. The Wood who threatened me after I complained about Gwynne, who told me that my career would be damaged if I didn’t drop my complaint, who altered my medical records and who spent the next few years using passing on information about my whereabouts and employment – as well as Brown’s whereabouts and employment – to the paedophiles’ friends. Who used this info to shaft us. Brown was a PhD student at Leicester whilst Willie was Visitor there and had a few inexplicable experiences, as did I when I was a postgrad at the Royal Postgraduate Medical School (University of London) and worked for the Cancer Research Campaign at Nottingham University whilst Willie was Visitor at those institutions. I then encountered the crooks at St Georges Hospital Medical School – part of the University of London – shortly afterwards. As for Liverpool University – there were scores of connections between that institution and the Top Doctors and paedophiles’ friends in Wales. Dafydd was a graduate of Liverpool, as was Terry Maxwell the Clinical Director of Ysbyty Gwynedd. Professor Robert Owen the corrupt Medical Ombudsman employed by the Welsh Office to conceal the criminal activities of Dafydd and co was Prof of Surgery at Liverpool.

Other Lord Presidents have included: Lord Tony Newton, 1992-97; Lord Gareth Williams, 2003; Lady Valerie Amos, 2003-07; Lord Peter Mandelson, 2009-10; it is now Andrea Leadsom.

All of these names – with the exception of Leadsom – have been named and shamed on this blog. So the Lord President is obviously chosen with great care.

Willie Whitelaw was a Freemason.

 

In 1994 Trumpers literally gatecrashed a state occasion. One of Trumpers’ mates – the MD of Fortnum and Mason – was becoming a Privy Councillor and was so anxious at the thought of licking Lilibet’s boots as required that they asked Trumpers to accompany them. This was unheard of, but Trumpers did it again – she was given permission to break protocol. So Trumpers attended. Two men called Blair and Prescott were being sworn in as Privy Councillors at the same time. After the ceremony, Lilibet tried to make conversation -presumably with those old favourites ‘and what do you do?’ and ‘have you come far?’ – but Trumpers noted that ‘the two Labour men never opened their mouths’, they ‘said not a word to me’. Trumpers summed them up as ‘dreadful’. Trumpers – perhaps you have forgotten, but your colleagues in the House used to take the piss out of Prezza by ordering drinks off him, in tribute to his previous career as a bar steward. I loathe Prescott and Blair – why they ever agreed to become Privy Councillors I do not know –  but I think that I’ve concluded that Trumpers is even worse than they are.

In 2010 Trumpers’ flat mysteriously caught fire – ‘something electrical’ caused the bed to go up in flames and the fire spread – and there was substantial destruction. EVERYTHING that Trumpers had ever owned was destroyed – heirlooms, furniture, personal mementos, clothes, the lot. Trumpers genuinely did lose everything on that occasion. I bet Trumpers lost things like personal letters and photos as well. Perhaps from those days at Cliveden and the many years during which she danced all night with various paedophiles in Gov’t and the Lords. Trumpers’ isn’t the brightest of creatures but she doesn’t seem to have asked herself how ‘something electrical’ sets fire to a bed in the sort of flat where Trumpers resides, which will have the highest level of security, whilst she popped out for the evening. Electrical fires don’t start on beds. And flats in London usually have neighbours who notice things like smoke.

Trumpers’ insurance company returned some clothes to her which had not been destroyed by the fire. When Trumpers took receipt of them, she realised that they weren’t actually her clothes, but she kept them anyway.

Trumpers held her 90th burfday party in the Lords. John Major and Edwina Currie attended – Trumpers noted that they had ‘all been Ministers together in the Dept of Health’ (so Major didn’t stop that Savile appointment either then). Trumpers writes in her book that she ‘didn’t have a clue’ about Currie and Major’s relationship – although Trumpers was a Tory Whip when Major was in Gov’t and she knows Major and Norma Major ‘very well’. But then Trumpers managed to miss all the call girls and Russian spies at Cliveden. Although she knew that they were hidden when Lilibet arrived for tea and that one of them was paid to go away.

Cameron didn’t attend Trumpers’ party, but he did send her a letter. Except that someone nicked it before she opened it! Why ever would someone have an interest in reading mail to you from Cameron Trumpers? The Cameron who is married to the step-daughter of the son of your mate Bill Astor – of Cliveden fame. It was OK though, because Trumpers let Cameron know that the letter had been swiped, so Cameron wrote her another letter.

Trumpers knows that the end is near, although she does intend to go on for a bit longer. She has made arrangements for her own memorial service after she has gone – she wants Lord Elton and Lord Deben to speak, because they were ‘absolutely terrific bosses’ when she worked for them.

Trumpers was a Minister at the DHSS 1985-87, then at MAFF (Ministry of Agriculture, Fisheries and Food) 1987-89 and then 1989-92, during which time she was ‘number two at MAFF’). So I’d be interested to know when Lord Elton aka Rodney Elton was her boss. Elton was a Minister in the N Ireland office in 1979; Minister in the DHSS in 1981; then a Minister and then Minister of State in the Home Office 1982-84. In 1985 Elton was Minister of State in the Dept of Environment and then left Gov’t in 1986. So when and in what capacity was he Trumpers’ boss? Have more porkies been told somewhere along the line?

Rodney Elton was an hereditary peer, but like so many featured on this blog was one of the 90 who retained his seat after 1999. Elton’s wife Richenda is Lady of the Bedchamber to Lilibet.

Lord Deben was formerly known as John Gummer, old mate of Ken Clarke’s and a member of the Cambridge mafia who served Thatch so well ie. a former member of the Cambridge University Conservative Association. Gummer was Chair of the Tory Party, 1983-85 – the height of the paedophile years – and became a member of the Cabinet in 1989 when he was appointed Secretary of State at MAFF. Gummer became Secretary of State for the Environment in 1993 under John Major. The Tories believe that Gummer is their greenest member. Gummer is best remembered for presiding over the BSE crisis during 1989-90 – when Trumpers was at his side. Despite numerous misleading statements from Gummer et al that there was nothing at all for anyone to flap about, 176 people died. Gummer was formerly a member of the General Synod of the Church of England but in 1992 converted to Catholicism.

In 1998 Trumpers was made Extraordinary Baroness-in-Waiting.

For some reason Trumpers was made an honorary Fellow of the Royal College of Pathologists.

Trumpers herself attributes her whole career to Thatch. Trumpers is a big fan of Thatch and freely explains that Thatch made her a peer and then gave her every job that she had ever had. Trumpers’ showed that she had a heart of gold when in Thatcher’s later years Trumpers noticed that when Thatcher attended the Lords, Thatch would be left sitting in isolation because everyone else would walk out when Thatch arrived. So Trumpers made a point of sitting next to her. Did Trumpers and Thatch contribute to debates or even converse with each other? No. Trumpers would simply say to Thatch every so often ‘have you had enough now’? and when Thatch indicated that she’d spent enough time watching the scene, Trumpers would leave with Thatch.

Trumpers remained loyal to Thatch even after Thatcher died and the rest of us celebrated. Trumpers received an invitation to appear on ‘Have I Got News For You’ and walked out just before filming began when she realised that Thatch’s name was going to be taken in vain. Trumpers must have caused a real scene, because even Trumpers admits that she caused a great deal of trouble. We never heard anything about that in all those BBC retirement tributes to Trumpers….

 

So there we are. A life of immense privilege led by an aristocrat of very little brain, who constantly exchanged favours with the most dreadful people at the top of society and in Gov’t, some of whom were molesting children and destroying the lives of the people in receipt of the charity that they claimed to be dispensing.

95 glorious years!

 

 

 

 

 

Workers’ Play Time

I have mentioned in previous posts and comments that in 1993 I wrote to the UK’s most high profile radical barrister Michael Mansfield at his chambers in Tooks Court about the mental health services in north Wales. I had just been prosecuted – yet again – at the insistence of the mental health services for ‘staring at a social worker in Safeways’. I was fined £60 by Bangor Magistrates Court. The social worker concerned, Jackie Brandt, a member of the delightful Arfon Community Mental Health Team, had previously illegally detained me, refused to investigate my complaints – as had her boss Lucille Hughes – and perjured herself in an attempt to have me imprisoned. Brandt had alleged to the police that I had screamed and yelled at her in Safeways, swore at her and threatened her. She admitted under cross-examination in Court that I hadn’t done any of these things, but I had ‘looked at her’, indeed at one point ‘stared’. Brandt then started crying. No-one asked any questions about why Brandt had felt able to lie in a statement to the police, lie again in Court and only admit that she had lied when my solicitor questioned her. Instead Bangor Magistrates deemed that by looking at Brandt I had breached the Public Order Act. The Act in question had been passed by Thatcher’s Gov’t to criminalise the striking miners in the 1984 dispute but was being widely used to prosecute anyone for anything. Mansfield mentioned the abuse of this Act in his 1993 book ‘Presumed Guilty’, which is why I wrote to him.

I did receive a reply from Michael Mansfield himself – he simply wrote me a couple of lines thanking me for my letter and saying ‘it is always good to have support’. I didn’t think anymore of this at the time – I just presumed that Mansfield would be in receipt of huge quantities of mail from people having a hard time and that he’d be busy defending the Birmingham Six or something. I missed a few things at the time.

At that time Mary Wynch had just made legal history by suing Dr Dafydd Alun Jones, Risley Remand Centre and Clwyd Health Authority for wrongful arrest and false imprisonment (see post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’). Mansfield will definitely have known about this case – not only because it made legal history and received widespread media coverage, but also because there’d been a TV documentary made about it ‘Who Will Listen To Mary Wynch?’ (by Elizabeth Clough, Jeremy Paxman’s partner at the time) and because Mansfield’s longstanding friend and colleague Gareth Peirce, the radical solicitor, worked – as did Paul Boateng, Imran Khan and John Wadham (who became the Director of Liberty) – in Birnberg and Co, the solicitors that represented Mary. Gareth Peirce later became a senior partner in what became Birnberg Peirce and Partners. Benedict Birnberg himself retired in 1999 – just before the publication of the Waterhouse Report. Birnberg was also co-secretary of War On Want. At the time that I wrote to Mansfield, allegations of a paedophile ring operating in Cheshire and north Wales involving public figures including politicians and civil servants had appeared in the London based media. Allegations of a cover-up reaching to the highest levels of Gov’t were being made, a police investigation had been launched but had found ‘no evidence’ of the involvement of people in high places, an independent investigation by John Jillings of the abuse of children in the care of Clwyd County Council had been ordered and Alison Taylor -a social worker from Gwynedd – had blown the whistle loudly on the abuse of children in care in north Wales only to be sacked from her job by Lucille Hughes. The year before I wrote to Mansfield, Alison had appeared in a TV documentary with former residents of children’s homes in north Wales alleging abuse of kids in care and they had named a senior police officer with the North Wales Police, Gordon Anglesea, as one of the abusers. By the time that I wrote to Mansfield, Anglesea was suing the media outlets who had named him for libel. Michael Mansfield’s partner Yvette Vanson was a TV producer – it was her colleague Tony Wardle who co-wrote ‘Presumed Guilty’ with Mansfield. They will not have missed the havoc in north Wales. Mansfield had then received a letter from someone living near Bangor supplying him with details of the most extraordinary abuse of the law by Gwynedd Social Services involving collusion by the North Wales Police, Bangor Magistrates Court and the CPS… Did his antennae really not twitch?

A few days ago, I read Michael Mansfield’s 2009 book, ‘Memoirs of a Radical Lawyer’.

Mansfield established his chambers Tooks Court in 1984 as a collective. I don’t know what was going on there, but Mansfield admits in his book that their senior clerk walked out in response to the ‘arrogance’ and ‘demands’ of the barristers at Tooks. The radical socialist barristers who were fighting for the common man…

Sadly, rather than genuinely radical barristers, Tooks was hosting some unscrupulous hypocrites of the highest order. Helena Kennedy QC worked there – the Helena who worked closely with corrupt psychiatrist Professor Nigel Eastman from St George’s Hospital Medical School. Eastman was not only concealing and colluding with wrongdoing at St George’s and Springfield Hospital (the psychiatric unit attached to St George’s), but he also colluded with those we know and love in north Wales in 1991 when he was faced with evidence of their criminal activities (see post ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London…’). Helena also will have known about the abuse of women patients in the special hospitals, many of whom had already been abused as kids in care and as mental health patients – no, she didn’t say a word. I bet she knew about Jimmy Savile’s activities at Broadmoor as well. Please read my post ‘Eve Was Framed – As Were A Lot Of Other People’ for further details regarding St Helena.

Patricia Scotland QC worked at Tooks. Patricia Scotland was involved in the Waterhouse Inquiry. Did Patsy represent any of the kids who’d been abused whilst in care in north Wales? No. Patsy was the QC who represented the Welsh Office. The Welsh Office who ignored complaints that children were being terribly abused, the Welsh Office who were failing to carry out regular inspections of children’s homes even after staff in the homes had been convicted of sexual and physical assaults on children in their care, the Welsh Office who employed corrupt lawyer Andrew Park who advised the mental health services as to how to mount prosecutions against me and how to avoid investigating my complaints, the Welsh Office which employed the corrupt Medical Ombudsman Professor Robert Owen who – along with Professor Robert Bluglass and Dr Colin Berry – concealed the criminal activities of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and Dr Tony Francis (Dr X). Patsy’s sterling work on behalf of the Welsh Office involved cross-examining the witnesses – the people who had been abused – so harshly that some of them became so distressed that they needed medical attention whilst others were unable to walk out of the building unaided. Details of Patsy’s glorious career as a black woman barrister who is completely dedicated to helping the unfortunate can be read in posts ‘Baroness Patricia Scotland Was On Board As Well!’, More On Baroness Patricia Scotland QC – And Her Very Sleazy Friends’ and ‘Even More About Baroness Patricia Scotland QC’.

Another alumnus of Tooks was Constance Briscoe, who like Patsy made much of being black and in possession of ovaries. After making it as far as a judge presiding over mental health and child care cases, Briscoe was imprisoned for perjury. Briscoe’s mate Vicky Pryce and Pryce’s former husband Lib Dem MP Chris Huhne were also imprisoned, but unlike Briscoe and Huhne who’s careers were finished off, dear old Vicky returned to work as a Gov’t economist after she’d served her stretch and can be heard regularly on the BBC. Vicky also wrote a misery memoir about her time in prison, from the perspective of an oppressed woman.

Vera Baird QC, another well-known radical feminist lawyer, also worked at Tooks. Years later in her capacity as Solicitor General in Gordon Brown’s Gov’t, Vera assisted Charlie Falconer in withdrawing virtually all legal aid in cases where people had had their lives wrecked by the state.

Many of the Tooks lawyers were networked to fellow lawyer Cherie Booth and when Cherie’s husband Tony Blair became PM he gave a lot of them peerages.

Friends and colleagues of Mansfield et al at Tooks included other big names among radical barristers, such as Stephen Sedley, Anthony Scrivener and Anthony Gifford.

I am the first to admit that Mansfield and some of his colleagues have done some excellent work. They have successfully helped some victims of terrible miscarriages of justice such as the Guildford Four and the Birmingham Six and I know someone who has worked with Lord Gifford fighting for prisoners on death row in Jamaica. Some of those people would be dead without Tony Gifford. But again and again, I notice that the radical barristers just do not touch cases involving people who have been abused by the state child care system or the mental health system in the UK. In fact no-one will take those cases. Birnberg and Co did fight for Mary Wynch initially – but Mary’s problems did not end when she won her case. Clwyd Health Authority et al then refused to stump up the damages, Mary ended up having to go into hiding, the property and money of which she was fleeced by Dr Dafydd Alun Jones et al was never returned to her and she was finally ruined by the Home Office under Michael Howard in 1995. At which point she was never heard of again – the few people who had fought for her and publicised her case fell silent.

I can only speculate that the problem is as this blog has detailed ie. that the corruption involving the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal and related events reaches to such a high level – including the most senior members of the judiciary – that even Mansfield and Gareth Peirce won’t touch it. Perhaps they know that their own careers will be ruined if they take those cases. Perhaps they are simply too frightened – they will know that numerous witnesses to the north Wales case were found dead after complaining or giving evidence and in the case of the five witnesses who were killed in an arson attack in 1992, even the Court returned a verdict of ‘unlawful killing’ (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’). The cynic in me observes that the radical lawyers had close connections to the inner London boroughs whose Councils were running the children’s homes where paedophiles had infiltrated and that those Councils were also sending children on placement to homes in north Wales. Paul Boateng’s own wife was a social worker and Councillor in Lambeth, which had one of the biggest problems with abuse of children in care in the UK. Those boroughs also pioneered community law centres, in which some of the radical lawyers worked when they were very young – they were not going to effectively represent people who had been abused by the staff of the organisation funding the law centre.

It was easier for Michael Mansfield and Gareth Peirce to represent clients like the Price sisters who proudly admitted to blowing up part of London than to represent people who had been raped by paedophiles employed as social workers and then unlawfully imprisoned and abused again by Top Doctors employed as psychiatrists.

 

It is clear from Michael Mansfield’s memoir that he has encountered the results of the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal – and child abuse by the state in other regions of the UK – and the abuse of psychiatry many times. Michael Mansfield spends time talking to and listening to people who have been crapped on by the state – he believes what they say as well and is acutely aware of just what the state will do to get itself out of trouble when little people have witnessed or gained evidence of wrongdoing by people in high places. Mansfield is also sensitive and intelligent enough to know that even when he is hearing a truly bizarre story from someone disorientated, there may well be much truth in the story and it’s that which he must identify. Interestingly Mansfield learnt this as a young man by talking to psychiatric patients from Friern Barnet Hospital when he had a job emptying the bins there – he was hearing hair-raising anecdotes and he gradually started to realise that the nutters were telling the truth about a great many matters. I noticed this phenomenon myself. I heard the most extraordinary things from patients that the Top Doctors and Angels tripped over themselves to dismiss as delusions and psychotic ramblings – and I watched and I listened and I realised that a great deal of what I was being told was true.

There used to be a number of people wandering around north Wales – I say used to be, because they have now nearly all died as a result of neglect from the mental health services – who claimed to have worked as prostitutes or groupies and to have had sex with a variety of well-known people or local bigwigs. These people were universally dismissed by the people paid to care for them as being ‘difficult’, having ‘upset people’ or being ‘troublemakers’. These insults were used to justify extreme neglect and even unlawful refusal of ‘services’. The people being left to die had all lived through the paedophile years in north Wales when vulnerable people – particularly kids in care and psychiatric patients – were sexually abused and exploited and trafficked into sex work. I know that this went on, I know some of the people who were doing it and I know that at least some of the people who were named by these virtually destitute patients were indeed sexually using vulnerable people. As Jimmy Savile knew, if you want to sexually assault people and get away with it sexually assault kids in care, learning disabled people or people labelled as having mental health problems. Not only will you get away with it but if your victims dare tell anyone what you have done they will be punished all over again by whoever it is ‘looking after’ them. And the Top Doctors will assist you by pouring venom upon your victims like there is no tomorrow.

Mansfield’s book mentions that he worked on behalf of people who were in trouble with the law for drug use. He’ll have known that there were both high levels of police corruption in the drug squads and that some Top Doctors working in the field were essentially dealers, often to rich elites. No doubt Mansfield also knew about the corruption in the Home Office Drugs Branch responsible for the oversight of controlled drugs (see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’). Mansfield mentions Bernie Simons, an associate of Dr Ann Dally, dealer to the stars. I haven’t been able to find out who Bernie Simons was, but from what Mansfield says he seems to have been a solicitor as well as a drugs campaigner.

Throughout the 70s, 80s and 90s, Risley Remand centre served as the personal prison of Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends. Huge numbers of the prisoners there had passed through the north Wales children’s homes or mental health services. Mary Wynch was detained there unlawfully and I know of at least one other mental health patient in north Wales who was as well. The brutality at Risley was legendary and the suicide rate astronomical. I know three people – all mental health patients – who were in Risley in the 80s. They related accounts of hearing the screams of other prisoners at night as they were beaten up by the warders and of being assaulted by the warders themselves. One man had been left in complete darkness in his cell for a number of days after a prison officer removed the light bulb because the prisoner had complained about the bulb flickering on and off. The same man had been detained in Risley after the North Wales Drug Squad had framed he and his wife and assaulted him. Whilst he was in Risley he maintains that he was visited by an unidentified senior detective from London who tried to interrogate him about offences of which he knew nothing. The detective became angry with him, told him that there was no point questioning him because ‘you’re fucking mad’ and threw him back in his cell. This man was subsequently transferred to the ‘care’ of Dafydd in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh – where he stayed for a year. His complaints about the North Wales Police were never investigated. Another man described sharing a cell with a suicidal man who was trying to injure himself – the man whom I knew rang and rang for help but no-one answered the bell. His cell mate succeeded in killing himself and the man whom I spoke to was left alone in the cell with the corpse for some time. I was friendly with a lady who fostered a young man with mental health and drug problems. At the age of 18 he was detained in Risley – when my friend went to visit him he was visibly injured after a beating by the officers. My friend challenged the officers and was met with one of them boasting about how much he enjoyed beating the ‘little bastards’ up. There were some prisoners in Risley who were serious offenders, but there were many more who had been accused of trivial crimes but had been detained there on the orders of Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends ‘for psychiatric assessment’. Some like Mary Wynch had not committed any crime at all.

The wrongdoing at Risley permeated levels higher than the thugs employed as prison officers. The Waterhouse Report mentions the panel having sight of a letter allegedly written by a prisoner in Risley to Lucille Hughes in support of Nefyn and June Dodd, the managers of Ty’r Felin children’s home in Bangor. The Dodds were tremendously cruel to children in their care and the kids from that home were being trafficked to London and other locations for prostitution. Even Sir Ronnie Waterhouse accepted that the letter was forged and had not been written by the prisoner – a former resident of Ty’r Felin – at all. Not that Ronnie asked any questions, this was just another incident that was dismissed without investigation. So someone at Risley went to the trouble of forging a letter from a prisoner to Lucille Hughes at a time when the Dodds were under investigation and allegations of a paedophile ring operating in the children’s homes in north Wales were appearing in the media.

My own medical records provide evidence of corruption at Risley. In 1987 Dafydd Alun Jones told me over the telephone that if I didn’t drop my complaints about him he’d have me imprisoned in Risley. Brown heard this phone call as well. I ignored Dafydd’s threats and continued to try to pursue my complaints. Some months later a junior doctor working for Dafydd at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh made a statement to the police maintaining that I had tried to stab him – I was arrested and taken to Bangor Police Station. He claimed that I had pulled a knife out of my pocket and had brought the knife down upon him as though to stab him and the only reason that he wasn’t stabbed by me was that a male nurse had dragged me off him. The male nurse who allegedly rescued this junior doctor from my murderous attempt made a statement about the same incident. His statement maintained that I had shouted at the junior doctor because no-one was investigating my complaints about Dafydd et al – which was true. The nurse explained that I had a camping knife in my possession – this was in the days when camping knives could be legally purchased and held (yes, I was in north Wales camping at the time) – but I did not withdraw the knife, no-one saw the knife and I certainly didn’t try to stab anyone with it. Whilst I was at the police station, colleagues of Dafydd Alun Jones rang the police claiming that I had threatened to kill them. The custody sergeant was good enough to refuse to take their statements there and then and told me that ‘they’re all conspiring against you up there’. I later complained to the NHS about these events and observed to Alun Davies the corrupt manager of the mental health services that the custody sergeant had made this comment. Davies bellowed at me down the phone that he’d be ‘having a word with the police’ about that sergeant. The sergeant, Sgt Morgan, was some months later arrested and charged with indecently assaulting a teenaged girl in custody. Bangor Magistrates Court found him guilty and he was sacked from the North Wales Police. Before the police released me, Dafydd turned up at the police station, although he didn’t explain what he was doing there. Dafydd’s visit was very brief and involved him saying to me ‘I think ewe should be in prison’. The next day I returned to Leicester, where I was living at the time.

My complaint about the whole saga was never investigated and the junior doctor who lied in his statement to the police was never investigated either. Many years later when I finally obtained my medical records, I found a copy of a letter that had been written by an NHS administrator at Ysbyty Gwynedd at the time which stated that I was ‘now in Risley Remand Centre after stabbing someone with a knife’. Not only that, but there was a copy of a letter from the Mental Health Act Commission to the mental health services in north Wales, stating that as I was now in Risley Remand Centre they would write a letter to my home address in Leicester in response to my complaints about Dafydd et al.

I was never charged with attacking anyone with a knife. I had not appeared in Court in relation to attacking anyone with a knife and no request was made to any court at that time to have me remanded in Risley. So the Mental Health Act Commission cannot possibly have received any official documentation stating that this had happened. They had obviously just been told by one of their mates in the north Wales NHS – a mate who hadn’t realised that Dafydd’s plan had gone pear-shaped – that I was now safely in a cell in Risley, so of course a letter concerning my previous very serious complaints about Dafydd et al could be sent to my home address where the Mental Health Act Commission thought that I wasn’t. Problem dealt with. No investigation, patient framed and imprisoned for a serious offence, complaints about Dafydd’s previous criminal activities kicked into the long grass.

This whole sequence of events suggests corruption in the NHS, in Risley Remand Centre and in the Mental Health Act Commission. There was never an investigation into any of it or any of the people involved. People who included Dafydd, Dr Tony Francis (Dr X), Janice Davies (Dafydd’s henchwoman at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh), a Dr Ponnampalam, a Dr Khalid Siddiqui and David Ewart at the Mental Health Act Commission. Four years ago I discovered that Khalid Siddiqui was employed as an ‘independent doctor’ in the south east of England assessing people under the Mental Health Act. He is probably still doing this and getting paid handsomely for it.

In May 1989 Risley finally exploded in the form of a prison riot. A group of prisoners trashed a wing – not that there was much worth trashing, it wasn’t the Ritz – and a roof-top protest lasting three days took place. Michael Mansfield defended one of the leaders of the riot (not a man from north Wales). I remember Michael Mansfield writing in the press at the time about the appalling conditions, brutality and corruption at Risley. Mansfield’s client may not have come from north Wales, but I bet that Mansfield knew what was going on at Risley – as will have the other lawyers who worked with him on the case, Tim Owen and Jeremy Hawthorne – because of his habit of chatting at length to numerous people and knowing when he is hearing about corruption in high places. The jury acquitted the rioters at Risley. At the time of the Risley riot, the Home Secretary was Douglas Hurd, who was later replaced by David Waddington – members of the Gov’t who were wilfully ignoring the criminal misconduct that they were told was going on in north Wales.

Michael Mansfield came up against someone else who was networked into Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends when he represented Mohamed Al Fayed at the inquests of Dodi and Diana – Lord Thomas Scott Baker. Scott Baker had previously sat as a judge on the Chester and Wales Circuit and in 1995 had imprisoned a highly vulnerable woman, Susan Brooke, who had passed through the North Wales Hospital who had undoubtedly crossed the paths of the paedophiles’ friends (see posts ‘So Who’s Path Had Susan Brooke Crossed?’, ‘More On The Susan Brooke Case’ and ‘Update On The Cases Of Susan Brooke And Sara Thornton’). How Scott Baker ever made the career move from being a paedophiles’ friend in north Wales to the coroner holding the inquests of Dodi and Di I do not know – particularly as the inquests of Dodi and Di were the first inquests that Scott Baker had ever conducted. Press comment at the time suggested that Scott Baker had been specifically brought in for the inquests because he was the one person who was thought to be capable of standing up to Michael Mansfield.

Think about this. Mansfield is clever, has been around a long time, knew about north Wales and Risley and always does his homework well. He will have made it his business to rifle through Scott Baker’s undies before the inquests – and he will have known that Scott Baker had previously worked on the shamefully corrupt Chester and Wales Circuit and had been involved in the Susan Brooke case. As with the case of the paedophiles at the heart of Thatcher’s Gov’t, Mansfield could have really dug up the dirt on Scott Baker and used it. He didn’t. Perhaps because Scott Baker was in a position to throw even more dirt at Mansfield – dirt suggesting that Mansfield and his famous freedom fighters had remained silent about a viscious paedophile ring linked to organised crime which had resulted in the framing and imprisonment of scores of innocent people, the deaths of a great many witnesses and the collusion of some of Mansfield’s friends and colleagues.

Michael Mansfield knows how low the Top Doctors and those who care will stoop if they feel that it is necessary. Mansfield represented Angela Cannings, a mother wrongly convicted and imprisoned for the death of two of her children, on the basis of the ‘expert evidence’ provided by Sir Roy Meadow. Meadow was a paediatrician who managed to invent a new psychiatric diagnosis – Munchausens by Proxy – and also managed to make up some statistics which he then spouted off whilst in the witness box. No-one questioned him until a number of mothers had been wrongly imprisoned for killing their children. A number of real statisticians then came forward and demonstrated very clearly that Meadow didn’t know his arse from his elbow and a number of innocent people were subsequently released from prison. The most famous example was Sally Clark, a solicitor who’s character had been absolutely trashed by the Top Doctors after two of her children died in infancy. Sally was imprisoned and although she was released on appeal in 2003, she had been so destroyed by her experience that she died not long after release. Not that this was enough for the Top Doctors. After Sally Clark was released, Top Doctor Professor David Southall – another expert in Munchausens by Proxy – on the basis of no evidence at all then named Sally Clark’s husband as the murderer of the children. Probably because his eyes were too close together. Meadow and Southall were eventually disciplined by the GMC, but a rearguard action was supported by their colleagues -particularly in the case of Southall – and many articles sympathetic to them appeared in the liberal media, reminding us that Southall was a Brave Doctor Who Cared About Children. The fact that in the case of Sally Clark a pathologist actually discovered that one of her children had died of an infection but chose not to mention this before or during the trial was not discussed in the Southall-supporting media. Meadow and Southall both maxed out the appeals process and were eventually reinstated as Top Doctors.

Mansfield also defended Barry George, the man with a number of vulnerabilities who was found guilty of the well-planned assassination of Jill Dando, although he was at a day centre several miles away when Jill Dando was shot dead outside of her house. Jill Dando was a reporter on ‘Crimewatch’, a programme which led to several miscarriages of justice, although the BBC didn’t make reference to that when they boasted about ‘Crimewatch’s’ success the other day. ‘Crimewatch’ was responsible for the conviction of Michael Stone, another case that many people find very troubling. There was no forensic evidence against Michael Stone whatever, but a Top Doctor watching ‘Crimewatch’ saw the episode featuring the murder of Lin and Megan Russell and rang in saying that it was just the sort of thing that his patient Stone would have done. Stone remains in prison many years later and continues to profess his innocence. Dando’s colleague on ‘Crimewatch’ Sue Cook was a close friend of George Carman QC, the crooked barrister who had many good friends who were gangsters or bent police officers (see posts ‘No Ordinary Methods’ and ‘No Ordinary Methods – Supplementary Post’).

Mansfield is not naïve. He knows that Top Doctors lie, particularly to cover their tracks after they have screwed up and he knows that Top Doctors who stick their necks out and challenge their colleagues are subjected to witch-hunts by the medical establishment. Mansfield is well-acquainted with the facts involved some of the most high profile child protection disasters that there have been since the 1970s, 80s and 90s and later. Yet staggeringly, he described Esther Rantzen as a ‘vociferous and committed’ campaigner, citing Childline as evidence. The Esther who ‘didn’t know’ about Jimmy Savile, who ‘didn’t know’ about her former bedfellow Sir Nicholas Fairbain, the Esther who’s sister worked as a social worker for Lambeth Social Services whilst it had one the worst records on child protection in the UK, the Esther who appointed her sister’s manager as Chief Exec of Childline. The Childline that was alleged to have ignored calls from children in care who were being abused. The Esther who then ran a mental health campaign and who ignored a letter that I sent her about the criminal activities of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones et al. But then Mansfield’s PA Susie Haig worked as a counsellor for Childline. So Susie probably heard the same story that I heard from Childline then – that Esther was so dreadful when speaking to the children that they had to work hard to ensure that she didn’t actually answer any calls herself when she was gracing Childline with her presence to drum up a bit of good PR.

Mansfield did a lot of work for the NUM during the miners strike of 1984 and also defended Arthur Scargill when Scargill was arrested. Mansfield and Scargill were friends and established the Socialist Labour Party together. My post ‘It’s All About Protecting Children’ described how Arthur Scargill shared a platform in Bangor a few years ago with a paedophiles’ friend and how this particular paedophiles’ friend has married a lady who has stood for the Socialist Labour Party in north Wales in General Elections. Mansfield had an excellent grip on the police corruption and the various dirty tricks used to frame and prosecute miners who had themselves been assaulted by the police.

It was at this time that Mansfield got together with the lady who was to become his wife for 30 years, documentary maker Yvette Vanson. Vanson and Mansfield lived in Yorkshire for a while, Vanson researching for and making her films and Mansfield defending the miners. Mansfield and Vanson became very well-networked into the community in Yorkshire via a man called Terry Dunn and they also had connections on the ground in south Wales. Like north Wales, Yorkshire had a major problem with police corruption, a paedophile ring – and a man called Jimmy Savile who was involved with both. Surely Mansfield and Vanson heard SOMETHING about all of this? Terry Dunn must have known – Mansfield tells us that after the strike, Dunn did a degree at the LSE and ‘fought for trade union rights’ via an unidentified charity in London. Mansfield was a lawyer and Vanson was a producer of TV documentaries about people having a hard time – people like Mansfield and Vanson are approached constantly by people who’ve been stuffed over asking for help. This even happened to me after I appeared in the media talking about the abuses of the mental health services and I’m not famous – but people rang me, they e mailed and they wrote. Anyone speaking publicly about the abuse of people who feel powerless definitely gets approached by people who’ve suffered at the hands of the oppressors.

 

It is to Yvette Vanson to whom I will now turn, because I suspect that Yvette Vanson knows so much she would be capable of writing a blog like this and she must have shared some of what she knew with Michael Mansfield.

Yvette Vanson went to the Royal College of Music and Drama in Cardiff, 1968-70 and also did a degree in social sciences at a later date. In 1979 Vanson landed a job with the BBC Community Programmes Unit with Mike Fentiman, only to find herself then blacklisted because of her previous involvement with the Workers Revolutionary Party (WRP). The BBC at the time was reputed to employ a member of MI5 who beavered away screening out undesirables and Vanson was one of them. So Vanson occupied herself doing other things for a few years, including producing training videos with Tony Wardle for East Sussex Social Services. Vanson is the sort of TV producer who gets to know her subject well, she too mixes and chats with people who are being exploited and abused. Vanson is not daft and her – extensive – work for East Sussex Social Services will have undoubtedly brought her face to face with bad practice, a dysfunctional social care system and neglect and abuse of clients. Vanson also made a documentary about the Mental Health Act – that was the Act which was drafted by Professor Robert Bluglass who two years later covered up the criminal activities of Dafydd and Dr Tony Francis which included breaking the law enshrined in that Act. Vanson worked in other areas of disability as well, which brought her into close contact with people from SCOPE and Leonard Cheshire – both organisations which have been accused of the abuse of vulnerable people. She will have known something.

Vanson took her film crew into Lambeth Town Hall when Lambeth Council workers were staging a sit-in – a Jim O’Brien was leading the workers’ protest. Ever think of mentioning what was happening to the kids in the care of Lambeth to the film crew then Jim?

Vanson made ‘Kentucky Fried Medicine’, a critique of the US healthcare system. She noticed only a ‘very, very few people who were willing to criticise and risk their jobs’. She’ll have noticed the same phenomenon in the UK NHS but she doesn’t mention that – Vanson made a documentary called ‘Stitching Up The NHS’.

In 1984, Vanson managed to find her way back into the BBC again, once more working with the BBC Community Programmes Unit and names Mike Fentimen and Tony Lye as people with whom she worked.

I have a friend who worked for the BBC in the late 80s and early 90s – in the documentary commissioning department. My friend maintained that the dept was openly corrupt and his boss had a huge row with him after my friend refused to accept bribes. My friend was told by this boss that he’d make sure that my friend would never work in London again. Weeks later my friend was transferred to Manchester and was made redundant shortly afterwards. The name of the BBC executive whom my friend alleged was involved? Paul Hayman. I was also told that Hayman had a huge in-tray on his desk full of ideas for commissions that documentary makers had sent in and that Hayman would invite chosen people into his office and tell them to take their pick of the other people’s ideas. Vanson mentions working with Paul Hayman when she produced ‘Presumed Guilty’ for BBC’s Inside Story.

The interview which Vanson gave from which I have obtained my information about her career didn’t mention the sort of rampant corruption witnessed by my friend at the BBC, but Vanson does talk about some people at the BBC editing her work to such an extent that the documentary was changed as well as the reluctance of certain people at the BBC to produce anything that the Gov’t might throw a hissy fit over. In the wake of Vanson’s documentary about the miners’ strike ‘Taking Liberties’, the BBC threatened to close the whole Community Programmes unit.

Vanson seemed to have been particularly irked by Liz Forgan, although when Forgan was getting on Yvette Vanson’s tits I think Forgan might have been working for Channel 4 – Vanson made documentaries for them as well. Liz Forgan is now Dame Liz. She was Editor of the Guardian Women’s pages 1978-82, then a Guardian columnist 1997-98 and then a non-executive director of the Guardian Media Group from 1998. Forgan was founding Commissioning Editor and then Director of Programmes at Channel 4, 1981-90. In 1993 she was appointed MD of BBC Network Radio, but she left the BBC in 1996 over a row with the DG John Birt concerning moving BBC Radio News from Broadcasting House to Television Centre. (Which seems an extraordinary thing to leave one’s job over – couldn’t Liz have resigned over Savile or all the corruption or something worthwhile?) Between 2001-08 Forgan was Chair of the National Heritage Memorial Fund and the Heritage Lottery Fund. In 2009 Dame Liz became Chair of the Arts Council of England – this was seen as a Labour Party appointment and Liz must have pissed a few other people off as well as Yvette Vanson, because in 2010 the Coalition Gov’t cut the Arts Council’s budget by nearly 30%. In 2003 Forgan was appointed Chair of the Scott Trust, the company which owns the Guardian Media Group and which is responsible for appointing the Editor of the Guardian.

Other notables as well as Liz have occupied the position of Chair of the Scott Trust. Hugo Young was in that role immediately prior to Liz – it was on Young’s watch that Alan Rusbridger who was Editor of the Guardian between 1995-2015 was appointed. The Chair before Young was Alistair Hetherington, who was appointed in 1984.

I first heard about Hetherington in 1982 from two of my friends who were studying film and media at Stirling University. They told me about a huge row that had blown up which had found its way into ‘The Scotsman’ – the University had appointed Hetherington, a journo, to a Research Chair. This was one of the first appointments by a UK university of a non-academic to a Chair and the fur flew. There were allegations that Stirling had only done this to toady to people in high places and that Hetherington had none of the qualities needed to successfully occupy the role. The students protested and my friends were signatories to the letter of protest that was sent to ‘The Scotsman’. Hetherington was appointed nonetheless – but it looks like my friends were right to have had their reservations, because Hetherington was never seen in the University, certainly didn’t do any research and buggered off in 1984 to Chair the Scott Trust. Whilst at the Scott Trust Hetherington received very serious grief from the NUJ. He supported Peter Preston as Editor of the Guardian and played a substantial role in the appointment of Hugo Young as his own successor as Chairman of the Scott Trust. So who was this man whom Stirling University prostrated themselves before?

Alistair was the son of Sir Hector Hetherington, a Professor at University College Cardiff and then Principal of the University of Glasgow. Whilst serving in the army in WWII Hetherington was a major in the Intelligence Corps. In 1950 he joined the Manchester Guardian as a journo and in 1953 Hetherington became Editor. Hetherington claimed to be a campaigner for social justice – he was present at the founding of CND and attended the preliminary meetings at the house of Lord Simon Wythenshawe, along with Sir Bernard Lovell and Bertrand Russell. Yet Hetherington did not support or join CND – indeed Hetherington actually tried to launch his own movement with aims directly in opposition to CND. Years later he performed another U turn over Vietnam, after meeting US military commanders in Saigon. In 1959 Hetherington oversaw the evolution of the ‘Manchester Guardian’ into the ‘Guardian’ and the office subsequently relocated to London. The ‘Guardian’ lost a great deal of money but was kept afloat by its sister paper, the ‘Manchester Evening News’.

Hetherington was close to Harold Wilson but even closer to Jo Grimond, the Liberal MP who would have become leader of the Party had Thorpe not got there instead. Hetherington spent 20 years writing leading articles to promote Liberal-Labour co-operation in order to defeat the Tories.

In 1975 Michael Swann, the Chairman of the BBC, offered Hetherington the post of Controller of BBC Scotland. There was as much trouble following that appointment as there was when Hetherington landed the Chair at Stirling. Hetherington  clashed with the DG at the BBC, Charles Curran and in 1978 was sacked by Curran’s successor, Ian Trethowan. Hetherington had to slum it as the manager of BBC Radio Highland until he was offered the Chair at Stirling.

Hetherington’s mate Michael Swann was a molecular biologist. Between 1965-74 he was Principal and Vice-Chancellor of the University of Edinburgh. In 1972 Swann was confronted with much trouble from the students, led by one Gordon Brown, who had been elected Rector. Ted Heath was so wowed at Swann’s ‘strong leadership’ at Edinburgh that he gave Swann a knighthood and then in 1974 appointed him as Chair of the BBC. In 1979 Swann was appointed Chancellor of York University and in 1981 he was given a peerage. Swann’s brother Hugh was Cabinet Maker to HM the Queen.

The present Chair of the Scott Trust is Andrew Graham. His CV has all the right ingredients – Sunday Times, LWT, Channel 4, Fellow of the Royal Television Society and Royal Society of Arts…

 

Today’s Mail Online published an angry article demanding to know why so many ‘left wing luvvies’ are heads of Oxbridge Colleges. A number of sinners were named and shamed, including Mark Damazar (latterly of the BBC), Alan Rusbridger, Jackie Ashley (Guardian columnist and wife of Andrew Marr of the BBC) and dear old Baroness Helena Kennedy. I don’t think that the elevation to great heights of such folk has much to do with them being lefties or luvvies. Like the people at the top of the Daily Mail, one reason why none of this lot have been blown out of the water is that they have all kept schtum about the organised sexual abuse of children by public figures and senior politicians and civil servants.

 

Vanson won a Royal Television Society award for her film about sexual harassment at work, ‘Making Advances’. The film was presented by Emma Freud. This was pre-Savile, pre-Rolf and pre-Stuart Hall. And indeed pre-Clement Freud, Emma’s father.

There is one TV documentary made by Vanson that I am particularly interested in. It was a documentary that was screened by BBC Wales in approx. 1996-97 entitled ‘Breaking the Mold’ and it concerned the fight to save Theatre Clwyd which was facing closure. Vanson mentions working with the commissioning editor of BBC Wales, John Geraint on a programme about Aberfan, so I’m wondering if he commissioned ‘Breaking The Mold’.

Theatre Clwyd was the baby of the former Chief Exec of Clwyd County Council, T.M. Hadyn Rees. Hadyn Rees was Chief Exec of Clwyd 1974-77 – as the paedophile gang raged in children’s homes run by Clwyd County Council. Hadyn Rees was a lawyer who was a member of the Welsh Arts Council, 1968-77. Hadyn Rees, like his successor Mervyn Phillips, had a great many fingers in a great many pies. Further details of the numerous fingers and pies involving these paedophiles’ friends can be read in my post ‘Ain’t Nothing Clean – Not Even The Welsh Calvinistic Methodists’. The upshot was that Hadyn Rees and Mervyn Phillips spearheaded huge projects which purchased them much kudos and power within north Wales yet it was never clear how these projects were funded. Whilst all this was happening, there were constant financial crises in Clwyd County Council  – the money just seemed to disappear but on what was unfathomable, because the Council certainly weren’t spending it on services for the citizens of Clwyd. Again and again there are references in local gov’t documents to the terrible financial problems in Clwyd – the Council had to go cap in hand to various places for bail outs, there was a huge row because the rates/council tax had to be hiked up to one of the highest levels in the UK and after the abolition of Clwyd County Council at the time of the submission of the Jillings Report into the abuse of children in the care of the Council, an enormous black hole in the funds was revealed which was carried over into the new organisation, Flintshire County Council. At the retirement party of Roger Parry, the Finance Chief of Clwyd, jokes were made about Roger’s catchphrase being ‘struggling on’, although there were many warm words for him from senior officers who remembered how he ‘rescued’ the Council at a time of crisis. Roger himself told the party that he was glad that he was able to save the day, but warned everyone not to embezzle the Council funds after his retirement.

Theatre Clwyd was a grand enterprise from the outset – it was opened in 1976 by HM the Queen and for a theatre in a small rural town in north Wales it really is quite impressive. The official narrative regarding the funding of the theatre is that it is funded by Clwyd County Council. It hit the buffers in about 1996 and was facing closure – this happened when Tom Middlehusrt was Chief Exec of Flintshire County Council. Just after the Jillings Report had confirmed the most dreadful abuse of children in Clwyd and the possible presence of a paedophile ring, just as the Waterhouse Inquiry was ordered. Just after Clwyd County Council had disappeared in a puff of smoke leaving the huge black hole in its wake – and when the newly created Flintshire County Council was ordered by Michael Beloff QC, the legal advisor to their insurers, to never release the Jillings Report to anyone, even the Councillors, on the grounds that what had happened to the children in care was so indefensible that the insurers would withdraw the Council’s cover if the Report was made public and the Council members themselves would be personally liable for the damages and costs if any of the former children in care sued. Michael Beloff QC styled himself a human rights/civil liberties barrister – he was a colleague of Mansfield, Gareth Peirce, Cherie Booth et al.

Tom Middlehurst – who later became the AM for Alyn and Deeside – is credited for having helped save Theatre Clwyd, although I can’t quite work out HOW. What is clear though is that Middlehurst managed to drum up a great deal of good publicity for the Theatre, which included Vanson’s documentary. Vanson herself described Theatre Clwyd as ‘really inspirational’ and in retrospect suggested that perhaps her film had helped the theatre stay open and that it was one of her ‘campaigning successes’. The person running Theatre Clwyd at the time was Helena Kaut-Howson, who is now a very big name in theatre internationally. David Hanson MP – another one of the paedophiles’ friends who is married to Margaret Hanson, the current Vice-Chair of the deadly Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board – spoke in Parliament about the crisis facing the theatre and described Theatre Clwyd as ‘an important social and cultural asset of north Wales’.

Middlehurst summoned up a very big name indeed in order to save the paedophiles’ friends’ extravagant folly – he contacted Terry Hands, who became CEO and Director of Theatre Clwyd in 1997. Terry Hands was one of the founders of the Liverpool Everyman Theatre in 1964. Hands went to school in Woking and studied at the University of Birmingham and RADA. After establishing the Everyman, in 1966 Hands joined the Royal Shakespeare Company and in 1986 became its CEO. Then in 1997 he gave the paedophiles’ friends an enormous helping hand. Hands also became the Vice-President of the Llangollen International Eisteddfod – scores of the paedophiles’ friends are associated with that festival and for a number of years Sir Ronnie Waterhouse was President. Hands is or was visiting Professor at the Atrium at the University of South Wales and is or was Joint President of the Arvon Foundation. The Arvon Foundation is a charity which promotes creative writing and runs a number of residential writing retreats. Poets previously involved with the Arvon Foundation include Ted Hughes, Seamus Heaney and Philip Larkin. Former tutors include Willy Russell, Ian McEwan, Andrew Motion, Carol Ann Duffy, Ian Rankin and Will Self. Hands left Theatre Clwyd in 2015, by which time it was the most successful theatre in Wales. In 2014 Wales Online had reported that Theatre Clwyd’s funding was at risk again – at this point Colin Everett was the Chief Exec of Flintshire County Council. Wales Online reported that the theatre had its own production company which travelled across the UK – the theatre company was described as being ‘subsidised’ by Flintshire County Council, which had left the Council with a big bill…

I have no idea how Middlehurst managed to rope Terry Hands in, but I note that Middlehurst went to Liverpool Poly. The Everyman was a huge cult in Liverpool and it fancied itself as bohemian and political. By the mid-70s some people who became very influential were associated with the Everyman, including Julie Walters, Cathy Tyson, Pete Postlethwaite and Matthew Kelly. The Everyman was associated with actors and writers on the left who had originated from working class backgrounds.

Pete Postlethwaite died not so long ago and spent the last part of his life in Shropshire. In 1987 he began a relationship with the woman whom he married in 2003, Jacqui, who was a BBC producer. In 1994 Pete Postlethwaite starred in  ‘Sin Bin’, directed by George Case. Postlethwaite played the part of a prison officer in a secure hospital in which one patient murders another. Case and the scriptwriter obviously had a very good knowledge of what goes on in secure hospitals – scenes involved the prison officers making crude sexual jokes about the patients, about the crimes that they were alleged to have committed which resulted in them being banged up and mocking notions such as ‘service users’. Like the film ‘Scum’ which portrayed the brutality inside a young offenders institution some ten years previously, ‘Sin Bin’ accurately portrayed the attitudes of staff – but it wasn’t quite as bad as those institutions are in real life. In the way that ‘Scum’ didn’t portray the staff sexually assaulting the boys, no-one banged up in ‘Sin Bin’ was there because they’d dared mention that they’d been abused in care or by the Top Doctors.

It is significant that both ‘Scum’ and ‘Sin Bin’ were fiction – not even Yvette Vanson made a documentary about the institutions that the paedophiles’ friends ran. She just made a film about their theatre when it had bankrupted the Council. Again.

Matthew Kelly spent much of his career pursuing a rather different path to his contemporaries at the Everyman. Like Julie Walters and Victoria Wood, Kelly trained at Manchester Poly – and like Vanson and Gareth Peirce he had been a member of the Workers Revolutionary Party. Kelly spent years presenting light entertainment shows such as ‘Game For A Laugh’ and ‘Stars In Their Eyes’. Until in 2003 – when he was arrested over allegations of child sexual abuse, as part of Operation Arundel. Operation Arundel resulted in the imprisonment of Jonathan King who like Kelly was investigated for abusing underaged boys in the 1970s. Kelly was never charged, on the grounds that the CPS did not have sufficient evidence. Another person investigated as part of the same operation was Tam Paton, the former manager of the Bay City Rollers, one of whom was imprisoned for the possession of child porn whilst he was working as a nurse in middle age. After Jonathan King was released from prison he angrily denounced what he claimed was the hypocrisy of those who had prosecuted him and excluded him from polite society. King maintained that he knew scores of other people in the entertainment industry who had done exactly what he had done but who had not been prosecuted. He also claimed that the judge who sentenced him to seven years inside had been at Cambridge with him and had also been having sex with underaged boys. I note that no-one ever sued Jonathan King regarding that allegation.

Although Matthew Kelly was not prosecuted, he was certainly very shaken and distressed by the police investigation. Granada and ITV supported him – as did Julie Walters – and said that they looked forward to his return, but Kelly didn’t return. He kept a very low profile for the next ten years and only relatively recently began making public appearances again.

I have no idea whether Matthew Kelly ever has been involved with under-aged boys as accused, but I do know that people in the entertainment industry will robustly support people whom they are aware may be conducting themselves in a questionable manner. Greg Dyke’s book ‘Inside Story’ mentions that Michael Barrymore’s behaviour was so bad and so bizarre that people found him nigh-on impossible to work with. Dyke maintains that ‘everyone’ knew that Barrymore was gay and that he would disappear for days at a time when he was supposed to be filming. This went on many years before a sexually injured corpse was found in Barrymore’s swimming pool of which Barrymore claimed to know nuzzing.

There was an article in the ‘Morning Star’ today about culture/plays for the working classes, headed ‘Workers’ Play Time’. I wondered if it might mention Terry Hands, the Everyman, Mike Leigh etc, but it didn’t. However I discovered a whole new world. The article was written by Doug Nicholls, the GFTU (General Federation of Trade Unions) General Secretary. Doug was previously General Secretary of the union CYWU (Community and Youth Workers Union), 1987-2007, which represented youth workers, workers in youth theatre, community education, outdoor education, play workers and personal advisors. Don’t tell me that they didn’t know something about the sexual exploitation of young people. The CYWU joined the TGWU in 2006 and is now part of UNITE.  The CYWU used to publish their own magazine, ‘Rapport’. I’ve had a very quick look through a vintage copy and it comments on the sort of thing that I suspected that it would – it mentions the NCCL and Patricia Hewitt and there is a lot of confusion about sexuality. There are some people maintaining that they should be able to come out as gay or lesbian and act as a ‘role model’ to the youngsters, but these people are opposed by other members taking an overly bigoted or macho stance with references to poofs and lesbians in tweed. It is in such fetid atmospheres that the sexual exploitation of young people flourishes….

 

Michael Mansfield lived in Wandsworth whilst St George’s Hospital Medical School and Springfield Hospital concealed the serious criminal activities in north Wales. Wandsworth is just down the road from St George’s and Springfield, loads of the staff of those hospitals live in Wandsworth. I know for a fact that David Hole the corrupt MSF rep did – he knew what had happened to me in north Wales.