A Reply From The GMC!

Dear Readers,

Here is the text of the e mail from the GMC, received by me this morning:

FPD Complaints & Correspondence FPDComplaintsCorresp@gmc-uk.org

11:25 AM (1 hour ago)
to me

Dear Dr Sally Baker,

Thank you for your recent email which has been passed to me to answer on behalf of the senior managers within the GMC, in line with the approach taken by similar organisations were correspondence is passed to the team best able to answer it.

Your previous concerns

I was sorry to read about the issues you have faced over an extended period. I can see from checking your correspondence record that we have previously looked at concerns you’ve raised (2003, 2004 and 2012) and on each occasion we have decided there were no fitness to practise issues for us to look into.

Criminal offences

As you may be aware, the GMC are not the best placed body to investigate criminal offences. I would always urge anyone with details of criminal conduct to approach the police, in your case this appears to be North Wales Police, and contact them with your concerns and any supporting information you may have. You can contact them by ringing the police non-emergency number 101.

Advocacy support

Contacting large bodies can be difficult, so I have checked for local advocacy groups in North Wales. Depending on where you live there are contact details available via the website https://nwaaa.wales/.

GMC queries

In your letter you also ask for a meeting with a senior officer from the GMC, but I’m afraid we cannot offer this at this time.

In relation to your query about Dr Sadie Bentz Francis and Dr Anthony Chadwick I cannot find an exact match. However, if the Dr Francis is the same one who you wrote to us about in 2004, I can confirm that doctor is no longer part of the GMC register. If you’d like to check further, details of all doctors who are on the register can be seen here; https://www.gmc-uk.org/registration-and-licensing/the-medical-register/a-guide-to-the-medical-register

Mental health issues in North Wales

 I can see from your correspondence that many of your concerns are centred on mental health provision and oversight in North Wales. You may wish to contact the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board on 01248 384 194, or via email on ConcernsTeam.bcu@wales.nhs.uk if you have continuing concerns.

Alternatively, you may wish to speak to Mind Cyrmru about your views. Details of how to reach them are on their website https://www.mind.org.uk/about-us/mind-cymru/.

I hope you find this information useful. I’d be happy to answer any additional queries you may have via this email address.

Yours sincerely,

Ian McCann
Complaints and Correspondence Officer

General Medical Council
3 Hardman Street, Manchester, M3 3AW

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A few very brief observations, apart from the patently obvious:

Firstly, why has this Top Docs protection racket been given charitable status?

The GMC seem to have completely forgotten about the correspondence of mine that I sent them in the 1980s and 1990s. They also don’t seem to know that there were two Drs Francis of north Wales on the Medical Register; Tony Francis is no longer on the Medical Register because he was found dead in 2012 and Sadie Francis was previously on the Medical Register, but the other day when I put Sadie’s name into the ‘check a doctor’s registration’ facility, I was simply provided with a mysterious message stating that the info was not available but that didn’t mean that the Top Doctor concerned was not on the Medical Register.

Dr Anthony H. Chadwick, who had all those meetings with Sadie and Tony in the 1980s and 90s in his capacity as a BMA rep re providing them with advice as to how to frame me for serious offences, was still in action in south Wales years after that, because he was advising on a Top Doctors’ scrap in south Wales (precisely on the matter of how many hundreds of thousands of quid that a Health Board owed a Top Doc who had behaved appallingly, been suspended and then reinstated after Tony Chadwick went to his aid) a few years ago and Tony Chadwick appeared in the media in support of the Top Doc. Tony Chadwick was on the Medical Register not that long ago, he has only disappeared into the Top Docs’ Bermuda Triangle along with perhaps Sadie – although we can’t even be sure that she’s in there because the GMC seem to know nuzzing about Sadie – recently.

As for Ian McCann’s advice re me contacting the Betsi, not only have I already been down that route fruitlessly – as Mr McCann would know if he had read all of the posts on this blog – but he obviously hasn’t been following Gwynedd resident Michael Joyce’s excellent letters to the Daily Post, in which Mr Joyce for months now has been summarising the many laws broken by the Betsi, the lies told at Board meetings, the unlawful and unsafe practices to which the Board admits yet are never addressed by the Welsh Gov’t or GMC and the figures for patient harm and deaths in the area of Wales served by the Betsi that are the worst in Wales and inexplicable in terms of demography or socio-economic factors.

Last week, the Betsi’s CEO Gary Doherty wrote an angry reply to Mr Joyce which was published by the Daily Post. Gary did not demonstrate that Mr Joyce was factually incorrect on any matter, Gary was just cross that Mr Joyce had the temerity to write to the local paper regularly re the mess at the Betsi. Juxtaposed alongside Gary’s letter was a touching brief letter from a north Wales member of the public thanking the Caring Staff of the Betsi who work so hard for low pay; the author of the letter also mentioned that during their recent stay in hospital the lunches were very good.

I am delighted to hear that they’ve finally sorted the catering out at the Betsi, but I wonder if Gary could provide that grateful patient with details of the salaries of the Low Paid Staff of the Betsi. Gary has access to all the info, from the pay rates of the porters, cleaners and care assistants, right through to the various grades of Angel, Docs and managers; if he does forward the info to the grateful patient, they might be a little surprised at what some of the Low Paid Angels are raking in. They’ll be even more surprised if Gary explains that the NHS unions senior reps are now usually offered private healthcare as part of their salary package, as are senior NHS managers, including those Fat Cats who are Angels.

Meet Grace, the very highly paid Board Secretary of the Betsi:

Grace Lewis-Parry

Following a career in nursing, midwifery and health visiting which included time spent in Australia and Canada, Grace Lewis Parry joined the Gwynedd Family Health Services Authority in 1993 and subsequently the North Wales Health Authority in 1996 as Assistant Director of Patient Care. 
 
In August 2001 Grace took up the position of General Manager to the Gwynedd Local Health Group based in Caernarfon and was then appointed as Chief Executive to the new Local Health Board for Gwynedd.
 
Grace has continued her professional development, gaining a degree from Bangor and a Masters degree from Manchester University in leadership studies.  She attended an Executive Programme on Leadership at Harvard, Boston in 2007.
 
As an experienced health care professional with substantial leadership, senior management and board level experience, Grace is passionate about improving health and health services.
I don’t have time here to correlate Grace’s career moves with the appalling practices in north Wales, but readers might like to quickly review what was happening to patients during Grace’s time climbing the NHS ladder in north Wales. I’ll just mention that Grace was on the Executive Programme on Leadership at Harvard when Merfyn’s wife Nerys was dying after the Top Docs found that they could do nothing for her. Nerys had previously worked at Harvard, but sadly for Nerys her ex-husband Prof Orlando Patterson still did. Orlando did his PhD at the LSE in the mid-1960s when that institution was run by Richard Crossman’s mates and churned out graduates who later joined the Radical Circles of Gwynne and Dafydd’s network. Orlando is a cultural historian/sociologist who is rated among black elites in the US. Nerys grew up in north Wales and knew all about Gwynne and Dafydd; Merfyn knew even more about them, having grown up in Llanfrothen/Croesor in a pub that his parents rented from Sir Clough at the time when Eric Hobsbawm, Bertrand Russell et al were swinging with the best of them and Gwynne lobotomised dissenters.

 

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‘Do ewe mean mari-jew-ana?’

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

Orlando Patterson

Orlando Patterson, a historical and cultural sociologist, is the John Cowles Professor of Sociology at Harvard University. He previously held faculty appointments at the University of the West Indies, his alma mater, and the London School of Economics where he received his PhD. He has written on the cultural sociology of sports, especially the game of cricket. Professor Patterson is the author of numerous academic papers and 6 major academic books including, Slavery and Social Death (1982), Freedom in the Making of Western Culture (1991), The Ordeal of Integration (1997), and The Cultural Matrix: Understanding Black Youth (2015).

Research InterestsThe culture and practice of freedom; the comparative study of slavery and ethno-racial relations; the sociology of underdevelopment with special reference to the Caribbean; the problems of gender and familial relations in the black societies of the Americas; the ways that cultural processes relate to poverty and other social outcomes.

A public intellectual, Professor Patterson was, for eight years, Special Advisor for Social policy and development to Prime Minister Michael Manley of Jamaica.  He was a founding member of Cultural Survival, one of the leading advocacy groups for the rights of indigenous peoples, and was for several years a board member of Freedom House, a major civic organization for the promotion of freedom and democracy around the world.  The author of three novels, he has published widely in journals of opinion and the national press, especially the New York Times, where he was a guest columnist for several weeks.  His columns have also appeared in Time Magazine, Newsweek, The Public Interest, The New Republic, and The Washington Post.

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Place at Harvard for a dim corrupt Angel Who Knows About Sally Baker and much else besides, after Merfyn refused to force Dr Baker out of Bangor University unlawfully? No problem!

I’m not sure that Grace is the best advert for Harvard’s Executive Leadership Programme. Not only is the havoc prevailing at the Betsi evidence of that, but I’ve watched Grace unable to perform an analysis of very simple stats in a Board meeting. As Grace made a pig’s ear of the presentation, a senior Angel sitting next to me whispered ‘That’s not right is it, she’s got it all wrong’. Indeed Grace had got it all wrong, but the Angel sat next to me wasn’t the Board Secretary and the rest of the Board either didn’t notice that Grace had got it all wrong or didn’t dare mention it. The stats with which Grace had such difficulty were the outcomes of mothers and babies. In terms of er deaths.

 

When I popped over to the Betsi’s website to retrieve the info that I have reproduced above on Grace, I was interested to see that there have been a few changes at the Board of the Betsi since I last visited the site a few weeks ago. Mad Martin Jones has disappeared, although that will probably be because Mad Martin is now CEO of NHS Wales or something ludicrous.

A new Associate Board Member has arrived. Meet Ffrancon:

Ffrancon Williams

Ffrancon Williams is the Chief Executive of Cartrefi Cymunedol Gwynedd, the largest social housing provider in North Wales. He is a fluent Welsh speaker who lives in Bangor with his wife and two sons.
 
He graduated from Sheffield University with a degree in Electrical and Electronic Engineering and spent much of his early career in a variety of posts in the manufacturing sector covering safety standard accreditation of electrical equipment, printed circuit board and fibre optic cable manufacture. He subsequently completed a post graduate Fellowship in Manufacturing Management at Cranfield University. He then spent a number of years working in senior leadership roles within the Rail Industry in the Great Western region with responsibility for maintenance of the railway infrastructure. He returned to North Wales to work for Gwynedd Council in leadership roles within their Housing department. In 2009 he lead the Housing Stock Transfer Ballot Project ensuring a fair vote for Gwynedd Council tenants regarding the future of their homes. This resulted in a positive mandate from tenants to transfer their homes to a newly formed social housing provider, Cartrefi Cymunedol Gwynedd (CCG). He was appointed Chief Executive of CCG in 2009 and lead on delivering the tenants’ mandate and the set-up of the new housing provider which came into existence in April 2010. Since then, he has lead on improving the standard of tenants’ homes, growing the business and providing the very best of services to CCG’s tenants.
He is a Fellow of the Institute of Directors and currently Chairs the Stakeholder Reference Group for the Health Board.

 

Before Ffrancon was CEO of CCG, he was the Head Honcho responsible for Council Housing at Gwynedd County Council. CCG was the ‘social housing provider’ formed from the transfer of Gwynedd CC’s housing stock to a social housing provider ie. CCG. The ‘to transfer or not’ ballot organised by Ffrancon was widely believed to have been rigged. Ffrancon then moved with the houses, so whereas when the tenants were tenants of Gwynedd CC, Ffrancon was in charge of their houses, after the transfer of the housing stock to the newly created citizen-led CCG following the Fair Ballot Organised By Ffrancon, Ffrancon was in charge of their houses once more.

Brown and I wrote about the nonsense of Gwynedd CC’s transfer of housing stock to CCG and the fuckwittery and lies that accompanied it in one of our books published in 2012. I wonder if Ffrancon read it? We were very critical of the NHS in north Wales in that book as well and a Health and Social Care Expert whispered to me when she read the draft manuscript ‘But you’ve named names’. Indeed we did, but all the information in the book that Named Names was available in the public domain; the scandals, the deaths, the Inquiries, the Court cases…

Just before Ffrancon moved over to a Registered Social Landlord in tandem with Gwynedd’s council houses, I discovered that a number of scams were being run by Ffrancon’s staff. There were the Senior Housing Officers who were taking council house tenants to Court to evict them on the basis of rent arrears of less than £150. The evicted tenants would then be housed in B&B accommodation in Gwynedd for the homeless. Which was owned by the Senior Housing Officers who had evicted them. Gwynedd CC would then pay the rent of the evicted tenants when they had been rehoused in the B&Bs, that were charging many hundreds of quid a week.

The B&Bs concerned were those rather rundown houses opposite Morrison’s in Caernarfon and I understand that there were some in Llanberis as well. At least one Empowered Service User was found almost dead in the B&Bs opposite Morrisons and died hours later in Ysbyty Gwynedd, after her life support was switched off. The official cause of death was chronic alcoholism, beyond the help of the Hergest Unit, or her Top Doc, Richard Tranter. I know her close friend who is in possession of the suicide note that was written by the hopeless drunk who could not be Helped because she had a Borderline Personality Disorder.

The hopeless alkie when she was younger was Referred For Mental Health Care after she refused to sign a statement at the request of Gwynedd social workers saying that her dad had sexually molested her. Her two sisters did make such statements and the dad went to prison. The alkie always maintained that her dad did no such thing and they had all been threatened into lying about him. After the other two sisters made the statements requested, the alkie was identified as being Extremely Disturbed and in need of Help.

I used to work with the alkie, in 1999, in a horrifically abusive ‘care home’ in Llandudno, that I eventually realised was a trafficking organisation, Prestwood Homes. I have discussed Prestwood in earlier posts. I was later told by the alkie’s friend that Dafydd was behind Prestwood. The alkie wasn’t an alkie when I worked with her, but she was bulimic and the ‘managers’ of Prestwood, two gross old bags, had found out and told her that if they made it known that she had Psychiatric Problems, she would never get another job. So the alkie stayed working for them, increasingly unhappily.

I only lasted three weeks at Prestwood Trafficking Ltd, I was identified As A Problem In Need Of Psychiatric Treatment myself by the two gross old bags, ‘Sue and Lynda’, who were pressurising the alkie. Sue and Lynda told me that if I wished to continue working for them I should attend Support Sessions at MIND; all Prestwood clients were forced into doing this. I left Prestwood’s employment instead. I wrote two letters to Conwy Social Services detailing the abuse of residents that I had witnessed. My first letter was ignored so I wrote again. I was offered a Meeting with two Conwy Social Services officials, who demanded to know what I did for a living – by that time I was working as a teacher, but I refused to provide the name of my employers – and threatened me.

I was forced out of my teaching job a few months later. Brown believed at the time that Prestwood had something to do with it, as well as the usual suspects. See ‘Thought For The Day’.

I was later contacted by other people who had also walked out of the employ of Prestwood People Trafficking Ltd who had, variously, told staff at Coleg Menai, NHS professionals and staff at Bangor University what was happening to residents there. All concerns were ignored. Alun Davies, manager of the Hergest Unit, admitted to me that they had been told that residents at Prestwood were being abused. I told Ella Fisk, the Sister who ran the Day Centre at the Hergest Unit, what was happening at Prestwood. Rosie Waite, a neighbour of mine in Rachub at the time, was told by me what was happening there. Rosie told me that she had left social work because it was so abusive in north Wales that she could not tolerate it and was working in Bangor University library instead. Some years after I had told Rosie about Prestwood, Rosie bagged a job with Conwy Social Services as a social work trainer.

My last day on duty at Prestwood with the alkie who later lived in the B&Bs opposite Morrison’s, involved sitting with her late in the evening after she had just come back from returning a Prestwood resident to Ashworth, where the young woman had been a patient before she was transferred to Prestwood. Regan, the girl who was returned to Ashworth, was deemed to have ‘failed’ at Prestwood; translated that meant that Regan did not respond to the threats and abuse from Sue and Lynda by following their orders, instead she kept trying to kill herself.

Regan injured herself constantly and was taken to Llandudno Hospital who failed to ask why this was happening. She tried to hang herself and the alkie found her and saved her life. After that, Sue and Lynda who ‘managed’ Prestwood told the alkie that she would be Regan’s special worker because Regan had formed an attachment to her. Indeed Regan had, she fell in love with her and so when the old bags announced that Regan’s ‘failure’ at Prestwood meant that Regan would be going back to Ashworth, Regan was distraught at the idea of being separated from the alkie.

Regan was unlawfully drugged, bundled into a car with Sue, Lynda and the alkie and driven, breaking all speed limits, back to Ashworth. Regan woke up before they arrived and tried to escape from the car. She was physically dragged into Ashworth by Angels who were on standby to meet the car and the alkie told me that they all entered a room with ‘loads of senior doctors, while Regan screamed at me not to leave her with them and tried to injure herself’. The alkie was ordered to leave by the Top Doctors and the last that she saw as she walked to the car was Regan frantically hammering at the unbreakable windows screaming ‘Don’t leave me with them, don’t leave me’.

When the alkie got back to north Wales and found me still on duty, she collapsed into tears, told me what had happened at Ashworth with Regan, told me that she hated Sue and Lynda, hated working at Prestwood, but Sue and Lynda were blackmailing her over her Mental Illness (bulimia) to prevent her getting another job. I told her that I was leaving and would be going straight to the Social Services to report Prestwood.

I heard that as soon as I left Prestwood, the alkie received ‘promotion’ at Prestwood and was also enrolled into a Management Course at Coleg Menai, paid for by Prestwood.

I next saw the alkie not long before she died. She was drinking heavily, after having left her job at Prestwood. She told me that when she was in her early 20s, she had completed teacher training at Bangor University, but didn’t like teaching and had left. That was how she’d been offered the job at Prestwood.

I later heard that she had died after a few months of living in the B&Bs opposite Morrisons.

Previous posts provided further details of Prestwood. Sue and Lynda were friends with Dafydd. One of them, Suzanne Hamlett, had been a long-term alcoholic patient of Dafydd’s at Denbigh. She had been offered a place ‘for disadvantaged women’ on the psychology degree at Bangor University. After gaining a poor degree, Hamlett worked as a tutor on the counselling course at Coleg Llandrillo, where she met Lynda Holland, who’s husband  had ‘committed suicide’. Lynda was one of Hamlett’s students and they began a relationship. Hamlett was sacked for taking advantage of a student. Hamlett moved into the house in Trinity Avenue, Llandudno, that Holland had been left after her husband died and they lived downstairs, filling other rooms with Empowered Service Users, most of them from Liverpool. There was obviously a helpful Top Doctor supplying those residents…

Hamlett told the residents that she was a former Angel and had worked at Denbigh. This was known by every ‘professional’ with whom those residents had contact not to be true.

After I was threatened by Conwy Social Services and forced out of teaching, Hamlett and Holland were featured in the Daily Post! The First Lesbian Couple to marry in Llandudno. A limousine was hired and a crass huge knees-up held and the Daily Post ran a feature on ‘Sue and Lynda Hall’ being dedicated to the Mentally Ill Women whom they Helped.

After I began publishing about the mental health services some years later, Suzanne Hall was in the Daily Post once more. The old cow had died. Ovarian cancer. The Daily Post published a hagiography. Hamlett it transpired was only in her 50s; she looked much older, but that will have been because she spent decades pickled. Hamlett and Holland had been travelling the world when Hamlett was diagnosed. I knew that they were making a fortune – Hamlett boasted about it – but the cash must have been really rolling in, because in her final months, Hamlett and Holland cruised through South America – the Amazon I think -Hamlett flying back to the UK for Cancer Treatment and then resuming the luxury holiday for the Seriously Rich. Unbelievable. The Top Docs were wonderful but poor old Hamlett, Mrs Big in Prestwood People Trafficking Ltd, didn’t make it. A witness to so much gone before her time…

Hamlett had a Humanist Funeral and a Woodland Burial in a wicker casket to be fully Sustainable.

Some five years ago I was intrigued to learn that Rosie Waite had become a ‘Humanist funeral celebrant’. No, I don’t know what is going on either.

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Holland fell apart after Hamlett’s death. Holland’s daughter and her lesbian partner – there weren’t many men involved with this lot, which was odd, because the Therapy for Prestwood girls/wimmin who stated that they were gay was to force them to watch heterosexual porn and then Try It With A Man Or A Few, You Might Enjoy It, clients refusing to Engage With Therapy being sent back to Ashworth – ran Prestwood for a bit but it didn’t go well without Hamlett to threaten, manipulate and terrorise residents and the Prestwood chain of homes (there was loads of them by then) was sold.

Note To Readers In England: It’s OK, I DO understand if you find this all very difficult to believe. It is a consequence of a region run by Gwynne and Dafydd since the end of WW II.

Previous posts discuss the Mysteries Of Prestwood, including: the policeman who returned an injured client who had run away without asking how she’d sustained such serious injuries and why she’d run away; the two clients who jumped out of top floor windows after they’d been told by Sue n Lynda to kill themselves if that’s what they wanted to do, both injuring themselves, one of them breaking her back and ending up paralysed; the certificates given to Prestwood staff confirming that they’d undergone Training In Self-Harm when they had not attended the course, which was run by an Angel from north Wales; the sex worker from Llandudno who was hired to provide ‘services’ for a male resident; the orders given to residents to discuss their sexual fantasies and cuddle Hamlett ‘because that’s what normal people do’; the complete disappearance of one Prestwood resident after she told MIND volunteers at Holyhead MIND that she was being abused – this girl had been told by Hamlett that her social workers from home (Liverpool) were sick of her and Prestwood was her Last Chance and that if she Failed at Prestwood, she would be ‘driven back to Liverpool and left to die on an embankment’.

That was not the worst that I heard Hamlett say. I was in the room when Hamlett boasted that Prestwood residents know that if they threaten to hit staff, they’ll get a smack back. No clients ever threatened to hit me or as far as I know anyone else, but I witnessed a Home Manager piss herself laughing, along with Hamlett, after she had slammed Fran against a wall, grabbed her by the throat and told her that I’ll punch your fucking face in if you ever hit me…’

Fran was a young woman with learning disabilities and mental health problems who had been transferred to Prestwood from Ashworth. Fran had a boyfriend who was another Prestwood resident and other residents enjoyed themselves listening to Fran and her boyfriend having sex; this was discussed with Hamlett who encouraged Fran and her boyfriend to discuss their sexual practices with residents. All TVs at Prestwood were those hundreds of channels pay as you view TVs and Prestwood Rules were that Adult Channels were Permitted Viewing but only after 10pm at night.

Hamlett and Holland took Fran ‘on holiday to Greece’ and things became very difficult because for some reason Fran threw a wobbler and smashed up an hotel room. The police were called, Hamlett had to ‘pay the hotel and the police a lot of money for all the damage’ and the party returned home immediately.

The Greek police dismisseth us, with one very big bribe.

So, Hergest staff knew about Prestwood, the GPs in Gwynedd and Conwy knew about Prestwood, MIND worked in partnership with Prestwood, Gwynedd and Clwyd Social Services knew about Prestwood, Coleg Menai knew, Coleg Llandrillo knew and Bangor University knew. The North Wales Police knew as well, as did the Greek police. It wasn’t stopped until the Top Doctors killed Hamlett after I began publishing.

Not only did Hamlett and Holland study and work at Bangor University and Coleg Llandrillo themselves, but Prestwood staff were enrolled for courses at those institutions as well as at Coleg Menai and told their tutors what was happening. Prestwood residents were also enrolled in courses at those institutions. One girl from Prestwood on a Coleg Menai course was so sexually aggressive to the boys that they refused to sit in the class with her. There were Formal Complaints. Coleg Menai wrote to Prestwood and said that they could not accommodate this student because of her sexual aggression towards the boys. Prestwood threatened to sue Coleg Menai under the Disability Discrimination Act. Did Coleg Menai wrote back and say ‘We’ll blow the whistle on you, you people trafficking, criminal bastards?’ No. Coleg Menai crumbled and the girl who grabbed blokes’ bits constantly was taught by herself in a separate classroom.

Prestwood tried the same game with a number of local organisations providing facilities for the disabled, such as horse riding. They were told to fuck off and no, Prestwood did not sue under the Disability Discrimination Act. I’ll mention here that these were not Prestwood clients paying for activities; Prestwood identified every organisation in north Wales that offered free activities for disabled people and Hamlett enrolled residents for the goodies, while Liverpool Social Services (it was usually Liverpool) paid over £1k per week for a Placement At Prestwood.

So the solution to the alkie who had witnessed that awful scene in Ashworth with Regan was found. Switch the life support machine off. I don’t know how many people know about the suicide note, it is in the possession of an Empowered Service User who only told close friends that she found that note.

Brown’s mum knew about Prestwood, I told her all about it and she mentioned it in her letters to me, before she was found dead. The letters that disappeared from my property, in the batch that were stolen after the two boxes of documents stolen from my loft in the mid-1990s were flogged to George Carman and the Digger.

Just before CCG was formed, I knew a tenant of Gwynedd County Council who was being harassed and threatened by one of the Senior Housing Officers over modest arrears. I had witnessed the threats, so I rang Ffrancon’s dept to complain. One of Ffrancon’s henchmen threatened me. So I gave him the details of the scam being run by his colleagues re the evictions and B&B accommodation and also told him that I knew the truth behind a story that had been featured in the media re ‘anti-social’ tenants in Tremadog who had been evicted by Gwynedd CC for their dreadful behaviour. They were in fact Empowered Service Users who had been harassed and threatened themselves by the lying bastards alleging harassment and Ffrancon’s dept had ignored many complaints about this. I offered to contact the media re the matter and Ffrancon’s henchman backed off immediately and assured me that the matter could be resolved ‘without any need for that’. The tenant was allowed to remain in the house.

So it was a little disappointing to learn that soon after, the Gang approached this tenant, told him that ‘they’ (I understand that ‘they’ meant Merfyn Jones and the then CEO of the Betsi, Mary Burrows) ‘won’t win this and when they lose, your life won’t be worth living’ and offered this man an opportunity that he didn’t refuse. In return for hacking my e mails and forwarding the contents to the Gang and withdrawing a statement that he’d made re the threats and harassment to which he had seen me subjected, Gwilym Sion ap Gruffydd thrashed out a nice little deal with the Gang, resulting in a lecturing job for him at Bangor University’s School of Education.

Gwil is currently On Secondment with the Welsh Gov’t. While Gwil’s there, he might like to tell them all that he told me re Ffrancon and serious organised crime and the bent County Court judges that Ffrancon’s mates were using to hear the eviction cases, to ensure that tenants always lost the case.

‘Me? Gay?’

It seems so, just ask Gwil, he’s got the lowdown.

Readers may have remembered my previous posts about Mary Burrows. My perception was that she was doing her best at the Betsi and I know that she was receiving death threats. Since I wrote those posts I have been told that she doublecrossed me and did deals with the Gang, but I don’t know at what point. Mary died not long after she resigned as CEO of the Betsi in 2012. Cancer. The Top Docs did all that they could.

Get your pink bras on and run those Fund Raising Marathons ladies, it’s your only hope! Tits To Cancer! We’ll Thrash It!

All the Top Docs want is an Old Fashioned Millionaire.

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It is ironic that Mary died from cancer, because north Wales boasts an Expert In Ladies’ Cancers, one Simon Leeson. See post ‘A Cause Close To Our Hearts’. Simon arrived in north Wales in the 1990s from the Gang’s partner ring in Yorkshire. There was much dissatisfaction at the time because there were Scurrilous Rumours that girls and women were making Wicked Allegations about Top Doctors. The Wicked Allegations were of course baseless, but nonetheless Simon Leeson arrived as a Nice Young Doctor who wasn’t such an obviously offensive, drooling pervert or madman as were some of his colleagues. Sadly business as usual continued, even on the part of Simon’s junior doctors. Although I’m sure that Simon Knew Nuzzing and neither did Harvard Leader Grace, who was responsible for the running the services provided by those who were assaulting the patients at the time.

I have been passed documentary evidence signed by your junior Docs Simon. So either you’re a liar or your juniors were completely out of control. It was one of the matters that I was hoping to discuss with senior officers of the GMC, but as you can see they have refused to meet me. I wonder if they’ll change their minds if I write to them with yet more examples of things that one would have thought were totally unacceptable by any standards at all, even those of the GMC?

The last time that I saw Simon was at an IWA dinner in I think 2011. Carwyn Jones was the guest of honour and Merfyn was the MC for the evening. Mary and Simon were sitting on the same table. Simon had a face like thunder all evening and I noted that Mary and Simon didn’t speak to each other once throughout the event.

Since then, the maternity services and mental health services provided by the Betsi were deemed to be so dangerous that the Betsi has spent years in special measures. The ‘services’ are still deemed to be so dangerous – even with the NHS book-cooking – that special measures have not been lifted. So Nice Young Doctor Simon didn’t manage to make that much difference to the dysfunctional obs and gynae services in north Wales did you Simon, despite picking up all those accolades and being part of the big cancer research network linked to the London medical schools…

 

A new Independent Board Member has also appeared at the Betsi, who was the butt of many a joke at Bangor University when I worked there, on the basis of the unscrupulous Prof with whom she was exploring Uganda. He is a Sports Scientist and Elite Performance Expert – I understand that he does amazing things with his nose – as is his friend who has just joined the Board. The man with the infamous nose is a friend of Sexist Steve Brailsford, dad of Sir Dave.

I’ve saved the best new arrival at the Betsi Board until last. Just read the spiel that is provided by the Betsi for the new Executive Medical Director and readers will realise that there is still a great deal of green paint on the Renault:

Executive Medical Director

David Fearnley
David Fearnley is from Cardiff and graduated from the University of Wales College of Medicine in 1993.
 
David is one of the longest serving Medical Directors in the NHS, with 14 years’ experience as Executive Medical Director at Mersey Care NHS Foundation Trust.
 
David was named as the RCPsych Inaugural Psychiatrist of the Year in 2009, received the Healthcare Financial Management Association/Academy of Medical Royal Colleges ‘Working with Finance – Clinician of the Year Award’ in 2013 and was named in the Health Service Journal’s 100 Clinical Leaders List in 2015.
 
His interests include medical leadership, quality improvement science, large scale transformational change and digital health. Last year, he joined the first cohort of the NHS Digital Academy and is currently completing an MSc in Digital Health Leadership at Imperial College London, with a particular interest in the digital readiness of NHS boards. He was elected Fellow of the Faculty of Clinical Informatics in 2019.
 
David’s national roles have included Deputy National Clinical Director for Mental Health, Associate National Clinical Director for Secure Care and Chair of the Adult Secure Clinical Reference Group (NHS England and NHS Improvement).

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If readers purchase a copy of the Torygraph today, they will see a big advert in there that has been placed by the RCN. No, it isn’t a Warning About The Tory Cuts, it is an advert telling everyone that the RCN is the union to join if one is an Angel. Presumably the RCN know that enough Angels are reading the Torygraph to make it worth paying the considerable sum that will have been required for an advert of that size.

As for the GMC’s advice re Advocacy and MIND Cymru, I presume that the GMC have one hell of a sense of humour.

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It’s OK, as any fule kno, this is the man responsible for the problems in north Wales; he stepped down as VC from Bangor University some eight years ago and was forced out as Chairman of the Betsi some two years after that. The region is on it’s arse, which just shows how wicked he is.

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The North Wales Police Professional Standards Dept

Today’s Daily Post contains allegations from Blaenau Ffestiniog Town Councillor Mark Thomas that he and his 15 year old son were wrongly arrested and mistreated by North Wales Police officers in connection with the big fire on the mountain that resulted in the evacuation of part of Blaenau Ffestiniog in April.

The Post’s article ends with a quote from Mr Thomas saying: ‘I am meeting with the North Wales Police next month to discuss my complaint. I just want them to be sorry for what they put us through and for whoever started that fire to be held accountable for all the trouble and damage they caused’, followed by the response from Detective Chief Inspector Tim Evans from the North Wales Police Professional Standards Dept: ‘I can confirm that the North Wales Police received complaints relating to this matter, which remain subject to ongoing investigation at this time’.

Readers who are paying attention might recognise Tim Evans’s name from previous posts. Tim was formerly Sgt Tim Evans and in the late 1980s and early 1990s was regularly called upon to interview and/or arrest me by the Top Doctors.

I had no idea that Tim was still in the North Wales Police. I did wonder whether Tim had done a runner and joined another force, because north Wales is heaving with people who have much dirt on Tim re his failure to act on evidence re very serious crime. But then they’ve all achieved promotion on the same basis themselves, so perhaps Tim doesn’t have too much to worry about.

I’ll refresh memories here re Tim Evans and provide a bit more info.

Tim and his colleagues were ordered by the Top Docs to arrest me so often and for such ridiculous offences that in the end Tim et al went beyond the ‘this is a total waste of our time’ bit and were holding conversations with their mates who worked in Ysbyty Gwynedd re what a farce this was. Tim himself told Jeff Crowther, a Nursing Officer at Ysbyty Gwynedd, that the situation was ludicrous, that I was very obviously not ‘dangerous’ or a serious offender and why were the NHS employing ‘all these highly paid doctors and managers’ if they could not cope with someone like me?

Tim and other police officers made representation to Gwynedd Health Authority and discussions were held but to no avail. The demands on the part of Top Docs that I should be arrested continued. In the end, Tim and his mates just saw it as a standing joke and there was much robust comment about the grossly incompetent and mad psychiatrists at Ysbyty Gwynedd who made police statements about me doing things such as ‘walking into a room with a rolled up newspaper and not saying anything to anyone’ or ‘taking a sandwich from the lunch provided by a drug company and asking the docs Are you enjoying the buffet?’

Tim Evans was on record as describing me as a ‘mischievous young woman’ who was essentially harmless. Jeff Crowther, I understand, backed up Tim’s view and yet more Meetings were held at which Jeff, Tim and others maintained that the constant arrests of me were making the Top Docs look vindictive, foolish and were rather bad PR for the psychiatric services. The Top Docs ignored everyone who was telling them this and then upped the stakes.

Tim had a side-kick in those days, a Detective Constable, but I never knew what his name was. One day I was under arrest, yet again and in Bangor Police Station, when Tim and his side-kick came in, took one look at me, pissed themselves laughing and asked the desk Sgt ‘what’s she done now?’

There was another Detective Constable stationed at Bangor Police Station when Tim was there – I never saw him with Tim, but Tim knew who he was, because Tim and the others used to take the piss out of him and call him ‘The Little Fat Man’ – who boasted to me that he and other officers were shagging a nightmare of a girl called Donna Morgan, who moved into my house as a lodger, caused havoc, bounced a cheque for £500 on me, stole everything of value in the house and accused one of the neighbours of sexually harassing her. Donna left me a note telling me not to go to the police because her two friends would give evidence that she had not stolen anything (!) and they would say that I was mad and dangerous as well. I called the police, they subsequently admitted that they knew where Donna was, that she was ‘in hiding from a former boyfriend’ and they would do nothing at all about the matter. The former boyfriend was a man called Hogan, a criminal from Llandudno. Donna threatened me with him as well, but not knowing gangsters in Llandudno the name meant nothing to me.

Donna had grown up in care and unlike most people in that situation, Donna was a good friend of her social worker (in Conwy) and mentioned how supportive she was and Donna only had to ask and she’d help. After I began this blog I was told that Donna was yet another present from the Gang. See previous posts.

After the police refused to act re Donna, I took her to the small claims court. I won and the court issued an order for me to serve on her. So I went to the creche in Bangor University, where I knew that Donna would go to pick up her son, to give her the order. Fran Tate, the Students’ Welfare Officer, ordered the security men to throw me out on the grounds that I was that Dangerous Woman who was Harassing Donna. So I showed the security men the order from the court and poor old Fran instead just had to contact Donna and warn her that I was at the creche so don’t turn up.

Fran Tate worked/had worked in the CAB – Lucille Hughes has for years been one of the senior managers of the CAB in Wales – and since her retirement Fran is back with the CAB. See previous posts.

After excelling as the Students Welfare Officer, a few years down the line Fran Tate became the manager of Student Services at Bangor University. In that capacity, Fran conducted vindictive personal vendettas against students and staff who had crossed her path. Fran had another go at me just after I finished my PhD at Bangor, years after the Donna Morgan business. While I was waiting for a ‘proper’ academic job/funding for postdoc work, I was offered a job supporting students at Bangor with disabilities. Dear old Fran got to hear that I had been offered the job by Ransted, a fly-by-night agency who someone – probably Fran – had subcontracted to find support staff for disabled students and ensured that my job offer was unlawfully withdrawn, on the grounds that I was a Dangerous Nutter.

Had I been so inclined I could have made representation or even taken legal action on a number of grounds including disability discrimination and breaches of data protection, but I was by then aware of the huge problems that Ransted were causing during the execution of their duties, that the support workers for the disabled students were walking out because of problems caused by Fran Tate and that a number of disabled students themselves had complained about the highly inappropriate clueless woman who was responsible for ‘disabled students support’ at Bangor, Tate’s mate Carolyn Donaldson-Hughes. See ‘Disability Support’.

For many years Fran Tate presided over a shite Student Services who colluded with the Gang as students suffered. I’ve been told that Fran was yet another person who bagged her job as a result of Prof Eric Sunderland’s 1984 Big Jobs Giveaway For All Who Knew About That Girl Who Complained About Gwynne, as discussed in previous posts.

Fran was one of the Get Merfyn Out club when Merfyn Jones became VC in 2004. Fran’s story was that Merfyn’s friend had Done A Fiddle With A Fish Farm In Mid-Wales  (if it wasn’t so nasty, it would be 24 hour laughter with this lot) and ooh she was Going To Get Merfyn Out. I don’t know which one of Merfyn’s friends had Done A Fiddle With A Fish Farm, whether it was the Philanderer, or the Drunken Groper, or one of Merfyn’s other unsavoury mates. Who knows? Only Fran, friend of a gang of paedophiles and the Royal Lobotomist.

I’ll have two Old Prunes to follow that please, Fran.

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And a Bitter Lemon to drink. I’ll order that from Miranda’s pal Two Jags Prezza.

Perhaps a Boiled Ham for the weekend?

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With a Big Wobbly Blancmange for dessert?

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Prezza’s family came from Prestatyn and he lived there until he was four years old . In the mid-1960s, Prezza was at Ruskin College while Matt Arnold, who later became Head of Bryn Estyn, worked as a part-time tutor there. Peter Howarth, who was given a job at Bryn Estyn by Arnold months after Arnold was appointed Head, was one of Arnold’s students at Ruskin. Arnold and Howarth formed a close friendship, worked at Axwell Park Approved School in Gateshead together and in 1972 relocated to Bryn Estyn and seriously expanded the party in north Wales. Prezza was the President of the Ruskin Students’ Union, he will have noticed Arnold and Howarth. See post ‘A Study In Tyranny’.

Prezza subsequently did a degree at Hull University, one of the institutions who’s staff facilitated/concealed the Yorkshire ring that morphed into the ring in the North East. Prezza was selected as the Labour candidate for Hull as a result of his knowledge re that ring in some way.

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Prezza served as the MP for Hull East, 1970-2010, as the ring expanded and as scores of future politicians and academics passed through Hull University who Found Out while they were there and built their careers on reassuring everyone that they Knew Nuzzing. See previous posts.

Meet David Hanson MP, Miranda’s former PPS:

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David has been the MP for Delyn in north Wales since 1992, after a career Helping People in eg. Scope and addiction organisations. David and his wife Margaret were both Councillors in Cheshire when Dafydd’s Gang operated in Cheshire as well as in north Wales. David’s wife Margaret doubled up as a senior social worker for children and families for Cheshire County Council. Margaret has worked for a trade union and was Chief Exec of Age Concern for North East Wales. In Jan 2014, Margaret was appointed Vice-Chairman of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board, after the Gang had forced Merfyn out as Chairman. Margaret has also served as a Councillor in north Wales and Chairs the North Wales Health and Housing Coalition, which ‘aims to reduce health inequalities’.

Margaret is currently researching for a PhD at Chester University, exploring ‘how older men understand and experience the creation of health and wellbeing’. Margaret has been Vice-Chairman of the Betsi Board in the aftermath of the Tawel Fan Scandal at Ysbyty Glan Clwyd, the biggest neglect/abuse scandal of the elderly mentally ill that there has ever been in the UK; many of those who were abused (and died) as a result of Tawel Fan were men. No member of staff was disciplined, except for the Angel who blew the whistle, who was sacked and struck off; staff named in the scandal refused to co-operate with the subsequent investigations and the inquests have still not been held on the eight people who died. Although a further 88 deaths have now been referred to the Coroner re Tawel Fan. See previous posts…

Meet Margaret, the Expert In Older Men’s Health Care:

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Margaret Hanson

In 1997 and 1999, Margaret stood as the unsuccessful Labour candidate in Eddisbury. Eddisbury is a seat that can only be won if one is a paedophiles’ friend – it is just down the road from the family seat of the Duke of Westminster – so all candidates for all parties usually have a sound track record in this area. See previous posts.

Eddisbury is currently held by this blog’s old friend Antoinette Sandbach, for the Tories. Antoinette who’s family are big landowners in north Wales, who’s dad Ian Mackeson-Sandbach was the most high ranking Freemason in north Wales and who’s gran Geraldine Sandbach held numerous roles in which she carried out Good Works, including as the President of the Denbigh branch of the Royal College of Midwives.

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Antoinette left north Wales when she was a teenager and showed little interest in the region, pursuing a career as a Criminal Barrister in London. She felt the call of the family estate just after I began publishing about the mental health services in north Wales and returned home. After a brief stint working in the office of David Jones MP, the Tory MP for Clwyd West (see ‘The Right Honourable David Jones MP’) – David formerly shared a solicitor’s practice with Elwyn Jones, the Bangor solicitor who was Of The Gang and assisted in the fleecing and framing of Patient F as discussed in previous posts and comments – Antoinette suddenly found herself on the Tory list of candidates for AMs. Bugger me, she was elected months later and in the Senedd before you could say ‘Reinforcements are being called in because Sally Baker is known to be planning a book’.  After a stint as the AM for north Wales, Antoinette defected to the Westminster seat of Eddisbury. I don’t know whether that is because a Daughter Of The Gang was desperately needed in Eddisbury or indeed Westminster, or whether the rich, spoiled Antoinette found life in north Wales and the Assembly not grand enough for her.

The Sandbach family were slave traders. I think that they still might be.

For more info on Margaret Hanson and the Sandbachs, see previous posts. David Hanson in particular features in ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part II’.

 

Like David Hanson, Tom Watson is also a Hull University graduate who was active in the Hull University Labour Club:

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Tom has been the Labour MP for West Bromwich East since 2001. Read about Tom in previous posts. Tom, remember that time when Brown had to rescue you from a furious man who wanted to do you physical damage as a result of something unscrupulous that you had done and you were most grateful to Brown because he found a safe room and hid you until Mr Ready To Kill With His Bare Hands had left the premises? Is the problem sorted yet?

 

One day in 1990, Sgt Tim Evans turned up at my house in Llanllechid to ‘speak to’ me. I wasn’t arrested, it was yet another conversation re ‘We’ve had another complaint from them about you, can you give me your version of events?’ During the conversation, Tim asked ‘Can you afford all of these fines? You must be on a tight budget?’ At the time I was still working at St George’s Hospital Medical School, so although I did have an income, I was paying rent in London on a shared house and the mortgage on my place in Llanllechid, where I stayed whenever possible because I hated London so much.

I think Tim’s question was prompted by him noticing that I didn’t have much furniture and certainly not the usual things that many people take for granted eg. a couch costing two thousand quid, a load of gear in the kitchen such as washing machine, dishwasher etc. While it is true that I couldn’t have afforded that, I wouldn’t have purchased those things anyway. People lived in quarryman’s cottages like mine for generations without packing them full of consumer durables and I knew that a lot of my neighbours had only acquired those things by buying them all on HP, which Brown and I always saw as a way of keeping people yoked to capitalist society and would stop them ever leaving jobs or beginning a new way of life should they ever feel like it. They’re hooked: the bills will be coming in for years; of course they can stop paying but then they’ll lose the materialist goodies that they have come to over-value and believe that they cannot do without.

I prioritised a house in a rural area with a garden, rather than expensive crap that I didn’t need, but a lot of people didn’t seem to realise that, including Tim.

Shortly after Tim turned up at my house and inquired about my financial position, he turned up again after yet another silly complaint about me. At that point I challenged Tim re the constant silly complaints that he and his colleagues knew had no substance. Tim replied by saying ‘Tony Francis has written to the Chief Constable and complained about me, saying that I’m not taking his complaints seriously – you won’t be able to stop me from being sacked will you?’

I was obliged to accompany Tim down to Bangor Police Station, where Tim interviewed me but did not arrest or charge me.

David Owen was the Chief Constable of North Wales when Tony Francis wrote to him, naming Tim Evans and complaining that the Top Docs’ complaints about me were not being ‘taken seriously’. I was told that Francis wrote the letter after Tim had a conversation with the Top Docs and reminded them ‘She has rights as well, we can’t keep arresting her when she hasn’t committed a crime’.

The North Wales Police were rightly given a kicking over their complete failure to investigate the complaints of the kids in care for decades. However that letter to the Chief Constable about Tim Evans after Tim simply dared remind the Top Docs that I had rights, confirmed my belief that the Top Docs were the biggest problem. Their arrogance, their loud squealing if ever they were challenged, their expectation that they would tell that plod what to do and that plod would bloody well do it, was extraordinary.

Brown observed that in north Wales, the Top Docs used the police as their own private army. Sgt Evans had entertained their idiocy for a long time, had indeed interviewed me on every occasion requested after laughable complaints had been made and after he simply stated that they couldn’t arrest me when I simply had not committed any crime, a furious letter was written to the Chief Constable, complaining about Tim Evans. Sgt Evans had not broken any law and I very much doubt that it could have been argued that re the Top Docs’ complaints, he had neglected his duties. So the Chief Constable ordered him to harass a member of the public on the orders of a Top Doc or he’d find himself in trouble.

Documents in my possession demonstrate that when Francis wrote to the Chief Constable and complained about Tim Evans, the BMA and the MDU were giving Francis and his colleagues free advice on how to refuse to investigate my complaints, unlawfully refuse me all NHS treatment and have me arrested for offences that they knew there was no evidence that I had committed. The MDU lawyers and Andrew Park, the crooked Welsh Office lawyer, both wrote letters to Tony and Sadie Francis observing that one problem was that there was absolutely no evidence to back up the florid allegations being made about me. Park’s solution was that a ‘dossier’ should be compiled of ‘the total’ of my ‘activities’, the said dossier relying upon the statements of staff who had been told by Park to lie in the statements that made up the dossier… See previous posts.

The Top Docs in north Wales were worse than the police, far worse.

David Owen refused to co-operate with the North Wales Police 1991-93 investigation into a possible paedophile ring in north Wales/Cheshire. The Home Secretary -Kenneth Baker and then Ken Clarke – refused to intervene. So hundreds of files were not handed over to the ‘investigating officers’ and the files that were handed over were not sorted, so much time and effort had to be spent doing that and every other obstacle possible was put in the way as well.

The irony was that Ken Clarke had a very poor relationship with the police when he was Home Secretary. His autobiography describes his anger at what he perceived was his personal police officers’ unwarranted intrusion into his personal space as it were, how they never left him alone even when there was no security issue and how it became obvious to Ken that they were snooping and trailing him, listening to his private conversations etc. See post ‘Running The Country – And All That Jazz’.

Well Ken, those officers had quite a lot to worry about at the time re north Wales, but you knew that, you had served in the Dept of Health by then and your war with the BMA resulted in stalemate because they reminded you that you were colluding with the same very serious criminality as they were.

Ken managed to interfere in my own life and the lives of people known to be supportive of me to an impressive extent. See eg. ‘Jennifer’s Diary’. This was considerably assisted by me working in a research team led by Prof Vincent Marks, the brother of the BMA Chairman Dr John Marks when Ken was at war with John Marks while the BMA – usually in the form of A.H. Chadwick aka Tony Chadwick – provided the Top Docs of north Wales with ‘advice’. See previous posts…

 

I spent much time trying to find info about Chief Constable David Owen when I first began this blog, but he had been erased from the internet. So imagine how pleased I was when Owen died and the Tributes to him appeared, providing info.

24 Jan 2017, The Daily Post:

A former North Wales Police chief constable has died at his home in Llandudno. David Owen CBE, 85, died surrounded by his family following a long illness. Mr Owen, who was born in Betws y Coed in 1931, was the son of a police sergeant.

Could it have been an ancestor of David Owen who was The Missing Link?

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Perhaps Prof Dawkins can tell us, Dawkins having been educated at Oundle, that favourite school for so many of the grander Gang families and who hit the big time as a Public Intellectual when Dafydd was the subject of so much bad PR re Mary Wynch and then me! See post ‘So Absolutely Sane, Clear, Quick, Intelligent and Safe…’.

Dawkins’ volume ‘The Blind Watchmaker’ really consolidated his reputation. It was published in 1986, the year that the Gang killed my friend and housemate Anne Vernon, a PhD student in the Dept of Zoology at UCNW. For details of zoologists with a direct link to Dafydd, via Sir Cyril Clarke of Liverpool University, Top Doc, amateur zoologist and research fraudster, see ‘A Trail Of Blood’. Some of the academics at UCNW knew Dawkins and his mates.

During his time as a police officer, he served in the Metropolitan Police, in Merseyside and in Dorset.

David Owen will have known the crooks in the Met who were colluding with Dafydd and Gwynne’s Gang as long ago as the 1960s, under Commissioner Joe Simpson (a former Oundle boy), as discussed in previous posts. More importantly re the 1991-93 investigation, David Owen will have known those who were protecting Prof Ollie Brooke of St George’s Hospital Medical School and the London crowd of Top Docs, who were working in partnership with Dafydd and Gwynne. See eg. ‘Oliver!’, ‘Oliver’s Army’ and ‘Too Many Pills’.

Liverpool was run by Dafydd’s Gang anyway and Rob Evans, one of the Gang’s senior members in Gwynedd Social Services, had worked as a Team Leader for Dorset Social Services. See post eg. ‘I Know Nuzzing…’

Then there was the security services plant Paddy Pantsdown who decided that he would give up the good life in Geneva and move to the West Country shortly after the business with Mr Thrope, because what Paddy really wanted to be was the Liberal MP for Yeovil.

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Before Paddy bagged his dream job, he was a youth worker for Dorset County Council…

Deputy Chief Constable Gareth Pritchard said: “David Owen was a highly respected man within the force, nationally and in the community of North Wales. He had a varied career, serving with

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the Metropolitan Police, Lincolnshire Police and the Merseyside and Dorset forces, before coming home to North Wales.

He was also appointed President of the Association of Chief Police Officers (ACPO) in 1990.

“David will be remembered for his strong and effective leadership, and I know from personal experience that he left a positive and lasting impression on all those who served with him.

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“On behalf of North Wales Police, I wish extend our condolences to his wife Patricia, daughter Gail and sons Philip and Mark. Our thoughts and prayers are with them. The family have asked me to thank the many members of the public who expressed their good wishes to him and to them throughout his recent illness.”

Can I have my NDA please Patricia? I’m sure that the old bastard left a tidy sum. If I’d done what he did, I’d expect to be paid millions.

Former North Wales Police chief constable David Owen CBE who died on January 24 2017

Police Authority Chairman Tudor Hughes (seated) with Chief Constable David Owen on April 29 1989 (right):

Police authority chairman Tudor Hughes (seated) with chief constable David Owen on April 29 1989 (right)

Any information on Tudor Hughes gratefully accepted! Leave a message on the blog or e mail me…

Like everyone else doing everything that they could to ensure that a gang of sex offenders remained in business, David Owen Wanted To Get To The Bottom Of Things, as reported in the Indie,

DAVID OWEN, Chief Constable of North Wales, has backed calls for a public inquiry following a police investigation into allegations of child abuse at children’s homes in North Wales. The investigation, one of the biggest child abuse investigations in Britain, saw 22 police officers making inquiries at 46 children’s homes in Clwyd and 17 in Gwynedd. The homes were under the supervision of social services departments. Mr Owen said an inquiry was necessary to ‘closely examine the areas of responsibility at both political and professional levels’. His move surprised many people in North Wales, as he had rejected earlier advice that an outside police force should be brought in to oversee his own officers’ investigation.

The advice, from Donald Elliott, HM Inspector of Constabulary, was aimed at dispelling local disquiet about the objectivity of the police investigation. Allegations had been made against one serving and two former police officers, but a decision was taken not to prosecute, reportedly because of insufficient evidence.

The Welsh Office has already promised a full public inquiry into the scandal, which has been described as ‘the biggest failure to protect children in British history’.

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Peter Morrison was seen driving away from Bryn Estyn with a child in his car. Morrison was Thatcher’s friend and political aide/Minister.
In Dec 1984, Thatch had her History-Making Meeting with Gorby:

 

The Crown Prosecution Service said all files in the case had been considered and advice given. A spokeswoman said trials were pending against four people. Two people have already been convicted on charges resulting from the investigation. One person was acquitted.

Days before David Owen Wanted To Get To The Bottom Of Things in 1993, I had been found guilty by Bangor Magistrates Court of ‘staring at Jackie Brandt in Safeways’, thus causing her ‘alarm and distress’ and I had to part with £60. Brandt’s statement to the police had claimed that I had sworn and screamed at her and she feared imminent violent assault. Under cross-examination in Court, Brandt repeated this allegation, then admitted that I had not actually spoken to her in Safeways, but I had ‘stared’ at her. Brandt then started crying.

No of course nothing at all was said about Brandt’s perjury, only about F and I laughing when she began crying. Oh we were cruel! No wonder I had to cough up £60 for having looked at Jackie. Who had by that time, unlawfully detained me in a psych ward at Ysbyty Gwynedd (see eg. ‘Sex, Lies and No Democracy’), refused to answer any questions at all about that matter, then perjured herself in two separate High Court cases against me in the hope of having me imprisoned, as discussed in eg. ‘The Bitterest Pill’.

Although we were given a bollocking for Laughing At Jackie and Not Taking That Case Seriously by Hergest Unit staff, Sadie Francis wrote a letter to a third party stating that after being found guilty, I had ‘stormed out of the Court swearing’.

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In Sept or Oct 1993, I wrote to Michael Mansfield QC about the abuse of the law by Gwynedd Social Services. MM wrote me a one-line reply. I have been told that on receiving my letter, MM rang the alarm bells loudly and the word was sent out to Radical Committed Lawyers not to take a case for me against the Gang under any circumstances. It was the price that the Fearless Ones had to pay for the continued assistance of the Top Docs re their other cases in terms of Expert Opinions etc. MM and his colleague who shared Took’s Court Chambers with him at the time, St Helena, are members of Gray’s Inn, as was William Mars-Jones.

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Paddy French’s blog – Paddy is an investigative journo who has made TV documentaries and publishes the online investigative magazine ‘Rebecca’ – contains much info about the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal that has never appeared in the mainstream media. Paddy French has done a great deal of digging re the role played by Freemasonry in particular. Here’s an example from Paddy’s blog:

THE NORTH WALES Province of freemasonry is a completely closed book.

It refuses to give out copies of its yearbook and these come into the public domain only occasionally. In 1995 a copy came into the hands of journalist Mark Brittain who was Editor of the North Wales Weekly News at the time. He quickly spotted a lodge called Custodes Pacis which was formed in 1983.

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He was told many members of Custodes Pacis — it’s Latin for Keepers of the Peace — were serving or retired police officers.

Police lodges are not uncommon. Perhaps the best known is London’s Manor of St James which at one point contained many senior officers of the Metropolitan Police.

In 1995 Brittain wrote to the recently appointed Chief Constable of North Wales, Michael Argent, and asked him for an interview. In his letter, he also asked if the new chief was aware of the lodge. Argent wrote back to agree to an interview but told the journalist he could find no evidence of a police lodge. When Brittain met Argent he told him he had evidence of the lodge’s existence and, after the meeting, sent him the lodge entry from the 1995-96 yearbook. Argent wrote back in April. He now admitted that the lodge list “did indeed contain names known to me and my colleagues although in each case they were retired from the force — in some instances for quite a considerable period.”

Brittain wrote back to ask if he was sure that there were no serving officers. In May 1995 Argent replied and said that further enquiries had been undertaken. “I am reliably informed,” he wrote, “that whilst, as I have suggested to you in my earlier letter, it consists mainly of retired police officers — certainly up to superintendent level — there are only four currently serving officers. Three are identified as constables and the fourth is either a constable or at most a sergeant.”

Brittain says Michael Argent’s story changed three times during this correspondence. The man who was chief constable when Custodes Pacis was set up in 1983 was David Owen. When he gave evidence to the Tribunal, he did not mention the existence of the lodge…

We wrote to David Owen to ask him why he didn’t tell the Tribunal about the lodge. He rang back to say he didn’t want to answer questions.

In September 1997, during the North Wales Child Abuse Tribunal hearings, Brittain wrote to the North Wales police authority, which is responsible for the non-policing aspects of the force. The then clerk to the authority, Leon Gibson, wrote back to say that the information about the membership of Custodes Pacis had come from an unnamed lodge member. Gibson added that if the Chief Constable “remembers correctly, there were five, one sergeant and four constables.”

Gibson was also the chief executive of Anglesey County Council at this time. He declined to answer our email asking if he was a mason.

THE BARRISTER who represented North Wales Police at the Tribunal was Andrew Moran, QC. In his opening address, he made it clear that the force felt masonry was an irrelevance. He listed many of the senior policemen who had played a role in the child abuse investigations and said, “I am instructed to add, irrelevant though it should be, that none … is a Freemason.” He added: “Where then, please, we ask is the masonic influence? Freemason[s] at the top of the North Wales Police? There are none … Mason-free zone, we would say.”

In this opening address, he did an unusual thing. He said none of these people “is” a freemason and did not add the usual rider “or has been” when dealing with masonic membership. He therefore left open the question of whether any of these senior officers had ever been masons.

The Report of the Tribunal reported this statement with slightly different but highly significant wording: “At the outset of the Inquiry Counsel for the North Wales Police stated, on the instructions of the Chief Constable, that none of the current or former senior officers from Assistant Chief Constable upwards during the period under review had been a freemason and that the same was true of the relevant Detective Chief Superintendents and Detective Superintendent Ackerley.”

(Ackerley was the Superintendent who headed the major child abuse police inquiry between 1991 and 1993.)

We wrote to Sir Ronald Waterhouse about how the word “is” had changed into “had been.” He never answered the question. During the public hearings of the Tribunal freemasonry was little discussed, as its report makes clear…

Just a few observations. While Mark Brittain’s efforts are appreciated, the ‘North Wales Weekly News’ was just one of the local papers who failed to report any of the abuses of the Gang. Journos sat in Court week after week – I used to see them there – and watched people framed. Reporting was not objective. There were slurs and smears published about defendants and without fail the views of the bent professionals were prioritised in the local press. Lies were published about Dafydd’s status, his experience, even his job title, as well as about other local big wigs.

I have in my documents copies of messages and letters from local journos that were sent to Dafydd and his colleagues after I had written to or phoned newspapers about the Gang. My medical records also contained clippings of things that local papers had published about F and me; even reviews of F’s art exhibitions and letters that we’d written to the press on matters unrelated to the Gang.

As for Leon Gibson, the Chief Exec of Anglesey, being a Mason or not, it wouldn’t have mattered if he wasn’t. The criminal wrongdoing was so serious and it stretched back so many years that virtually everyone was tied into it. The few who weren’t were just terrified.

Leon Gibson served as a Director of a number of companies. He was born in Jan 1944 and was a solicitor. Companies House has the following information on Leon:

Company Appointments – Current and Previous

CompanyName Company Status Role Appointed Appointment Status Assets in latest accounts
ELY (FLATS) LIMITED Active Director 2012-08-10 UNTIL 2014-06-24 RESIGNED
YMDDIRIEDOLAETH GOFALWYR GOGLEDD CYMRU – GWASANAETHAU GOFAL CROESFFYRDD CARERS TRUST NORTH WALES – CROSSROADS CARE SERVICES Active Director 2007-04-25 UNTIL 2014-11-26 RESIGNED
HOSPICE AT HOME GWYNEDD AND ANGLESEY Active Director 1992-10-21 UNTIL 1998-05-08 RESIGNED

Freemasonry undoubtedly was one of the glues that held the Gang and its mycelia together, but it was much more complex than that. The Freemasonry element however is a good example of the enormous degree of nepotism and cronyism that exemplified the problem. The problem was essentially caused by institutional corruption in professional and public life and the thing that made the structure so bomb-proof was the involvement of the medical establishment.

Not all of those involved were child abusers themselves, but they were weak spineless people who could not stand up against wrongdoing in the way that they all claimed to do so ‘if we ever see anything’. I encountered plenty of colluders who would never have been near a Masonic lodge – if only because they were women who were barred from membership anyway – but their loyalty was to the Gang for numerous other reasons…

One effect of the extensive discussion with regard to the role that bent old coppers who were/are Masons played in the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal is that it completely deflected attention away from the Nice Lady Doctors who were often major players. Or indeed the legions of Wimmin’s and Children’s Champs at the centre of the criminality.

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Those To Whom Our Hearts Went Out:

More than a few of this crowd were involved:

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They don’t look like Masons to me…

 

David Owen was given a good send off:

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Despite David Owen being as obstructive as possible during the 1991-93 police investigation, hundreds of complaints were made about the abuse of kids in care in north Wales, many of them about the Ty’r Felin children’s home in Bangor. A file was sent to the CPS, but the DPP did not mount one prosecution re Ty’r Felin and only four prosecutions re other institutions. They were far too busy prosecuting me for Staring at Jackie Brandt in Safeways (discussed in detail in previous posts).

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See eg. ‘A Future Leader Of The Labour Party?’ and ‘The Mrs Mills Experience’ for further info on the DPP concerned…

See eg. post ‘Accidents Happen’ for info on David Mills, Mrs Mills’s brother-in-law, most well-known for being convicted of accepting a bribe from Silvio Berlusconi and wriggling out of the prison sentence on a technicality.

See posts ‘The London Connection’, Tower Hamlets, Paul Boateng and Tessa Jowell’ and ‘Baroness Tessa Jowell – A Tribute’ for info on Tessa Jowell, Mrs Mills’s sister-in-law…

Then there’s Little Nell, a good friend of this crew… See ‘So Absolutely Sane, Clear, Quick, Intelligent and Safe…’ for specific examples of the exchange of child abusers between Islington and north Wales.

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After I began this blog, I received an e mail informing me that Tim Evans and WPC Jo Bott were questioned during the 1991-93 investigation and replied ‘no comment’ to every question.

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WPC Jo Bott was the Child Protection Officer for Gwynedd. Bott played a key role in ignoring F’s concerns in early 1993 re two child abusers. Bott admitted to F and me that they were known abusers but it had been decided that ‘a case conference wasn’t necessary’ – one of those involved was reported by someone else for attempting to abuse kids again just weeks later, but still no action was taken against him. The reason why F had raised concerns was that his young baby had been placed with the family containing these two men by Gwynedd Social Services after they had made fallacious allegations about F ‘being a risk’.

I later found out that in return for those false allegations, the accusers had been offered two properties in a location of their choice by the North Wales Housing Association without having to do anything as bothersome such as putting their names on a waiting list. It was Gwynedd County Councillor Dafydd Orwig (a retired lecturer from the Normal College in Bangor) who arranged that reward; Jo Bott just had to tell F that although he wasn’t Lying, no-one was going to act on his concerns, that he would never be given access to his baby, although perhaps I would like to apply for access to the baby. I made it clear that particular suggestion was ludicrous and insulting and at that point Jo left the house telling me to ‘leave them alone’ (the family of predators). I had not communicated with them in any way since F was obliged to leave his baby in their care, although I had paid off numerous bills of theirs that they had run up in F’s name, using his personal data. See previous posts for further details, including the collusion of every GP in Bethesda, the Hergest Unit and a few other ne’er do wells who were bribed in various ways to make fallacious allegations about F.

Just before the Waterhouse Inquiry opened, a young man, Martin, who had lodged with the predators himself and witnessed the setting up of F, was found dead in the road near Bethesda. Martin was the single dad of a little girl, to whom Jo Bott had tried to prevent him having access. Jo believed that the little girl was best placed with the same family of predators as F’s baby, although the little girl had been violently assaulted and physically injured within weeks of her birth while in the care of the predators. The person who inflicted the injuries was told by Gwynedd Social Services that she could keep the baby – Martin had applied for custody on the basis that the baby wasn’t safe with the predators – if she just turned up for the custody hearing. Fortunately for the baby she didn’t bother to turn up for the hearing, so Martin was granted custody. After Martin died, his mum and dad brought his little girl up.

The employee of Gwynedd Social Services responsible for ‘Children’s Services’ at the time was Lucille Hughes’s henchman, Gethin Evans. Gethin stars in previous posts; as well as being a leading light in Dwyfor District Council (Dwyfor is an area of Gwynedd, on the Llyn Peninsula), Gethin was an enthusiastic member of the Bangor Quakers. As was Dr Paul Nickson, one of the GPs in Bethesda, who was on board with the conspiracy re F and the baby.

In ‘Sex, Lies and No Democracy’ I discussed how there was a bit of bother after the publication of the Waterhouse Report, when it was realised that Gethin, Who Was So Culpable For So Many Years re the organised abuse in north Wales, had in 1995 been appointed Director of Social Services for Ceredigion. When I wrote that post, all I thought of was Gethin knowing that there would soon be an Inquiry, so he got out quickly; although I did raise the question of WHO appointed Gethin as Director of Social Services in Ceredigion. I have only just twigged that Martin’s death may be the reason why Gethin scarpered. Or did Martin have to die to ensure that Gethin would be OK in his new job? It has also been suggested to me that Martin was a witness to the Gang’s activities in my direction and if I was to be successfully fitted up and sent to live in Broadmoor with Mr Savile, as was the Cunning Plan during 1994-96, Martin would need to be disposed of.

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St Helena knew about the Gang, she knew about St George’s and she knew about Jimmy Savile and what he was doing to patients in Broadmoor, because St Helena Helped Wimmin in Broadmoor throughout the 1980s and 1990s. See posts ‘Eve Was Framed – As Were A Lot Of Other People’ and ‘Close Your Eyes And Make A WISH’. Previous posts have discussed Marilyn, the Big Boss of the ‘Independent Advocacy Association’ in Gwynedd, who colluded 100% with the Gang and refused to support patients making serious complaints, bagging a job as a Wimmin’s Advocate at Broadmoor in the 1990s. Marilyn was given that job after she had a breakdown. Not that it was unreasonable of Marilyn to have had a breakdown; Marilyn’s partner, an Empowered Service User herself, committed suicide.

The Gang ate each other as well as other people.

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I can absolutely understand why readers might have difficulty believing that this madness was ever allowed to begin, yet allowed to continue for decades…

I have been told that it was believed that a bonus to Marilyn being in that role at Broadmoor was that when I turned up as a patient there, the Wimmin’s Advocate would be ready and waiting to Help if I complained…

 

Tim Evans had lived opposite Mary Wynch in Caernarfon; that will have been before 1979, when Dafydd had Mary wrongly arrested and imprisoned. Tim knew Mary Wynch, he told me so in 1989. We discussed her illegal imprisonment at the hands of Dafydd.

I’m fairly sure that Tim Evans began his career with the North Wales Police; he had certainly been with them a while by 1989. So Tim will have served as a younger officer and been mentored by the endemically corrupt senior officers who worked under the equally corrupt Chief Constable of North Wales, 1974-82, Sir Philip Myers. Meyers grew up in Denbighshire and went to Grove Park School at Wrexham, along with so many of the future local big wigs who concealed the criminality of the Gang and of course was Of The Gang himself. Myers was a very serious problem, a problem that was made much worse when he was appointed as one of Her Maj’s Inspectors of Constabulary in 1982, serving until 1993. Myers was a Freemason and was networked with corrupt senior officers across mainland Britain and in N Ireland.

Myers was an Old Fashioned Bent Cop who managed to hit the headlines regularly. He was known to have bagged the Top Job in north Wales policing by ensuring that Carlo wasn’t blown sky high during the Investiture in 1969. As any fule kno, there were people arrested by the police and detained before Carlo’s big moment, on the grounds that they were Extremists who might blow Carlo up.

One of them was deemed Insane by Dafydd and banged up in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. So it was only logical that Dafydd then became good mates with him and in the 1990s when Dafydd was a permanent feature on Welsh TV, receiving much free PR re his work with Those Drug Addicts That Only Dafydd Can Help, this man falsely represented himself as a Minister of Religion and appeared on TV, wearing a dog collar, calling himself ‘Rev’, telling the world of Dafydd’s Good Works. The Rev was also given access to all areas of the Hergest Unit, where he gained confidential information re named patients and he showed up at AA in Bangor as well.

After the Rev died, his daughter qualified as a social worker at Coleg Menai in Bangor, despite a series of worrying events when she was a student which included her: claiming to be a close friend of various famous people when she wasn’t; arriving at the Hergest Unit on a number of occasions in the company of confused elderly men, demanding that they be sectioned ‘because they are suffering from schizophrenia because of the sheep dip’; and ringing the police, telling them that she was a qualified social worker and ordering them to arrest a woman whom she saw shopping in Bangor shouting at her children. The police flagged up their concerns re this student to Coleg Menai and two tutors at Coleg Menai had already expressed their concern re her suitability to qualify. The student subsequently qualified on the grounds that she was bilingual, the external examiner maintaining that there was such a shortage of Welsh speaking social workers that this student should qualify.

I saw examples of that student’s work; she was virtually illiterate in both Welsh and English, so I’m not sure that the Language argument held water in that case. I suspect that another factor was at work.

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In 1982, even Quintin Hogg aka Lord Hailsham, then Lord Chancellor, one of the Gang’s friends in High Places as were/are most of the extended Hogg family (see previous posts), had to level severe criticism at Myers, after Myers had dismissed a probationary officer, Michael Evans, in the wake of an extraordinarily vindictive campaign – which was a result of mistaken identity anyway – against Evans, culminating in Myers declaring Michael to be a ‘hippy’. Such were the bizarre nature of events that Myers dogs were part of the row and ‘allegations’ were made about Michael Evans’s wife. I can imagine what went on, it is all very much the Gang’s methodology. ‘He kicked my dogs, I saw him do that and that wife of his is having an affair with his own brother, ooh I’ve heard she’s on the game you know, they’re a load of bloody hippies’.

Exactly the same allegations were made about me and it’s all so silly and so nuts that one’s immediate response is to roll around laughing at the very active imaginations of this gang of old paedophiles, but unfortunately their nonsense resulted in wrongful imprisonments and suicides.

Top Cop Myers really made his name when he starred in the John Stalker Affair. Stalker, the Deputy Chief Constable of Greater Manchester Police,  was asked by John Hermon of the RUC to investigate the shooting dead of six IRA suspects by the RUC – some of whom were unarmed – in 1982. Stalker opened his Inquiry in May 1984.

It has only just been brought to my attention re Stalker that in May 1984, I was sitting my finals at UCNW, having complained about Gwynne and caused ructions of which I had until recently been unaware. I just remember being threatened by Dr D.G.E. Wood and Angel Liz Stables, Gwynne’s partners in crime at the Student Health Centre. I had no idea that I had by then been given a transfusion of infected blood at the C&A Hospital, Bangor, following my complaint about Gwynne (see previous posts and comments after post ‘We Shall Remember Them: Clever Hans’), but the Cunning Plan backfired and I did not develop Hep B or HIV. As Peter Cook said in his spoof of the biased judge who presided over the trial of Mr Thrope re Andrew Newton ‘the so-called hitman’, the Gang ‘can’t even carry out a simple murder plot without cocking the whole thing up’.

Sir Charles Evans, the Principal of UCNW, a former neurosurgeon and a mate of Gwynne’s, Dafydd’s and the murderous surgeons at the C&A Hospital (they transferred to Ysbyty Gwynedd and other hospitals in north Wales when the C&A closed down later in 1984), retired shortly after my encounter with Gwynne and was succeeded by Prof Eric Sunderland. Evans was due to stand down anyway and had been at war with the Gwerin for years (see post ‘Meet The Gwerin!’), but I have only recently been told that Sunderland per se arrived at UCNW in response to Brown and me refusing to withdraw our complaint about Gwynne.

Charles Evans and Eric Sunderland both knew the Chief Constables of North Wales. Gwynedd had few big wigs of that stature and the few that there were knew each other well and hobnobbed. Lord Kenyon, the President of UCNW, 1947-82, was a member of the North Wales Police Authority, as well as many other things, including the Chairman of Clwyd Health Authority, 1974-78 and the highest ranking Freemason in north Wales.

Eric Sunderland was specifically sought out as a long-standing but well-camouflaged Gang member, who originated in Carmarthenshire, studied at Aberystwyth and UCL and then spent virtually his entire career at Durham University, in the heart of the big ring in the North East that had for years been working in partnership with Dafydd and Gwynne. Sunderland held a very senior role at Durham University and was no doubt a useful Gang member, but the Don in the North East ring was Gwynne’s mate Lord John Walton, the Bastard of Newcastle-upon-Tyne, who ruled over Durham and Newcastle Universities as well as the city of Newcastle. Walton knew Sir Charles Evans as well, Walton being a neurosurgeon, neurologist and psychiatrist. I am virtually 100% certain that with such a combination of ‘specialities’ and being of the vintage that he was, John Walton will have done a bit of lobotomising in his time.

John Walton was President of the BMA, 1980-82 (immediately after Mary Wynch was released from the North Wales Hospital) and President of the GMC, 1982-89. That was why the GMC flatly refused to investigate my complaint about Gwynne, which I made in 1984, just before Sunderland was appointed Principal of UNCW. The GMC did what Sunderland did a few weeks later; wrote me a polite, soothing letter, saying that they were sorry to hear of my ‘disappointment’ with Gwynne but they were unable to take action in this case because of the small print dictating what they could and couldn’t do.

John Walton’s entry for Viz magazine’s ‘Insincere Smiles’ competition:

Walton was still President of the GMC when I made further complaints about Dafydd and other Perjurers I Have Known over the following years. No investigation, yet alone action, in any of the cases.

In June 1983, Miranda had been elected as the Labour MP for Sedgefield. Miranda was helped in bagging the nomination for that safe seat by Ernest Armstrong, Labour MP for North West Durham, 1964-87. Ernest had spent years before he was elected to the Commons as a Sunderland Borough Councillor and he was also Chairman of the Education Committee in Sunderland Borough Council. As a Councillor and an MP, Ernest concealed the ring in the North East, including the role played by Matt Arnold and Peter Howarth when they worked at Axwell Park Approved School, Gateshead, before they both relocated to Bryn Estyn in 1972. See post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’.

Arnold and Howarth were followed to north Wales by other Gang members, including Dr Neil Davies and Prof Bob Woods. See ‘The Newcastle-upon-Tyne Connection’. Previous posts have discussed how numerous kids in care in the North East were sent to children’s homes in north Wales. Brian Roycroft, the Director of Newcastle Social Services recommended the homes in north Wales to his fellow Directors of Social Services in the North East. Roycroft’s own parents had been houseparents in the big NCH group of children’s homes in Frodsham, Cheshire, when Gwynne had been in his younger day. See post ‘He Was Looking At I In A Funny Way…’.

Colin Smart, the one-time Director of Sunderland Social Services, blew the whistle on the huge ring in operation in the region and was forced out of his job and personally ruined. See previous posts.

Dr Neil Davies was a psychiatrist at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and my medical records contain detailed notes made by an Angel, Wendy Gough Hughes, who told Neil Davies that I was being held illegally as a result of a ‘deal’ struck between Dafydd and Superintendent Roberts at Bangor Police Station and she didn’t want anything to do with this. Neil told Wendy that it wasn’t her breaking the law, it was Dafydd, Supt Roberts and him (Neil had interviewed me hours previously and admitted to Wendy that he had not found me ‘sectionable’ and I was indeed being held illegally) and all Wendy had to do was to refuse to release me from the locked ward.

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Wendy Gough Hughes subsequently left Denbigh and worked in Manchester in a senior position in mental health. She died suddenly and unexpectedly, in early middle age, in the summer of 2002, in the care of Ysbyty Glan Clwyd, just after I was forced out of my teaching job at Hillgrove School by the Gang (I taught Wendy’s two children there, but they had no idea that I knew her), as discussed in eg. ‘Thought For The Day’ and just before the Gang perjured themselves which resulted in me being charged with ‘threats to kill’.

The case circulated around the Courts for nearly two years, until the charges were withdrawn on the first day of the trial. Huw Daniel, the corrupt presiding judge, went apeshit when he was told that the charges had been withdrawn; I gained the distinct impression that old Huw was certain that the jury would return a guilty verdict and he’d be sentencing me to a lengthy prison term. Indeed, Alun Davies, then the manager of the Hergest Unit, the man whom I was alleged to have threatened to kill, had told me and a lot of other people that I would be going to prison for seven years. The eight Angels and police officer who had all lied in their statements and turned up at the Court to perjure themselves filed out of the door in silence.

There was no investigation. Not even into how Alun Davies managed to ring the police in 2002 and tell them that his life was in immediate danger from me when he was sitting in a meeting with Sister Hutt’s officials in the Welsh Gov’t and I was sectioned, in a locked ward in the Hergest Unit in Ysbyty Gwynedd hundreds of miles away.

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Shortly after Huw Daniel covered himself in glory in that Court case, Brenda appointed him Lord Lieutenant of Gwynedd; he succeeded Eric Sunderland in the role. Here’s Huw with a Lucky Prize Winner:

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I now have in my possession an e mail written by Patricia Gaskell – who was at the time that I was arrested for ‘threatening to kill Alun Davies’ the solicitor for Ysbyty Gwynedd – and sent to a number of senior staff at Ysbyty Gwynedd asking for ‘more nurses down to the police station to make complaints about [me] please’.

Gaskell had failed to investigate my complaint that four Angels in the Hergest Unit had assaulted and injured me. Gaskell told me that her hands were tied because the four were denying it and there was four of them and one of me. I now have copies of letters that Gaskell wrote to the four telling them that they did not have to answer any questions about the matter or meet me when a professional mediator was called in by Ysbyty Gwynedd and indeed paid for by the North West Wales NHS Trust. The mediator stated that the situation was ‘unmediable’ as a result of the staffs refusal to communicate with me.

After the mediation imploded, the CEO of the North Wales NHS Trust, Keith Thomson, wrote my lawyers and I a letter saying that I had now been classed as a ‘vexatious complainant’ under NHS guidelines and no complaint of mine would ever be investigated again. Not that any were before…

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Some three years ago, I gained documentary evidence of unlawful amendments that were made to the PNC soon after the charges of ‘threats to kill’ were withdrawn. The PNC had been unlawfully accessed and amended to show a record of me pleading guilty to ‘violent disorder’ in front of Huw Daniel at Caernarfon Crown Court. I have never been charged with violent disorder at any time. I wrote to the Legal Dept of the North Wales Police about this a number of times. I have heard nothing back, beyond the first acknowledgement and then another communication saying that they are dealing with it…

By 2003, Patricia Gaskell had resigned as the Ysbyty Gwynedd solicitor and had been appointed as the Manager of the Welsh Risk Pool, the body established by the Welsh Gov’t that authorises the compensation payments to people who have successfully sued the NHS and ‘is responsible for the promotion of good risk management practice.’

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Gaskell’s senior colleague at the Welsh Risk Pool, the CEO, was Gren Kershaw. Kershaw had previously been for many years the CEO of the Conwy and Denbighshire NHS Trust and it’s successor, the North East Wales NHS Trust. In that capacity, Kershaw was ultimately responsible for Ysbyty Glan Clwyd, including when Wendy Gough Hughes died there. After Denbigh closed down, Dr Neil Davies worked at the Ablett Unit at Ysbyty Glan Clwyd.

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Gren arrived in north Wales in 1983; he had previously been an NHS manager in Leeds.

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Dee Jones aka Dee Gray, with whom I shared an open plan office when I was doing my PhD was a mate of Gren and was working with Gren and Gaskell on a joint NHS/Bangor University project re risk management in the NHS. Dee was an Angel from Liverpool who as a student nearly succeeded in killing a patient. Not that it mattered, it was ‘dealt with’ and Dee qualified. She later completed a law degree at Liverpool Poly and went on to describe herself in grandiose terms. Dee was sacked from successive jobs but bagged others by reminding people of the wrongdoing that she knew of in the NHS.

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When Dee shared an office with me she really hit the jackpot. She found out about the constant arrests – they were openly discussed – and one day she was in the office when I was showing my PhD supervisor (with whom I had become very friendly, him being incredibly supportive in the face of the NHS-insanity) a copy of a letter written by Alun Davies some years earlier that my lawyer had just acquired. Davies had explained that I had agreed to see Tony Francis once more and everyone was pleased about this because if Gwynedd Health Authority were seen to be taking a ‘caring attitude’ towards me, the chances of a conviction ‘when we next bring a prosecution against her’ will be much greater. The letter had been CC’d to a number of Top Docs and senior managers.

My PhD supervisor was leafing through that as well as other documents obtained by my lawyer and was saying that he could barely believe what he was seeing, this was a ‘criminal conspiracy of huge dimensions’, ‘criminal negligence’ and that the security services must have been involved with this. Dee heard John read Davies’s letter out in gobsmacked tones and she called across the office ‘Alun Davies should be pilloried in the bloody press for this’. Then Dee found out that Keith Thomson had resigned as CEO hours after my lawyer obtained the documents. I found out that Dee immediately paid a visit to a few friends in the NHS, to a few union reps etc and a Cunning Plan was hatched. Dee’s risk management project was, as everyone knew, falling apart because of the complete inability of the senior ‘project team’ to work with each other or complete the simplest tasks,

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so Dee sued Bangor University, naming my PhD supervisor – who was also Dee’s line manager – as being responsible for this, for ‘failing to provide adequate management’.

I presume that no-one mentioned that on every occasion when John did try to advise Dee, she screamed and swore at him and told him that he knew nothing about NHS risk management. We worked in an open plan office, we all witnessed it, but none of us were ever asked about this. Neither I expect did anyone mention that after Brown and I began appearing in the media discussing the mental health services, Dee yelled at me that my complaints about the NHS were ‘damaging’ her career. Or that Dee asked me to plant fallacious damaging stories about Merfyn in the media.

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Or that Dee hurled abuse at her two PhD students whom she was completely unable to supervise (Dee did not have a PhD herself or a record of work of equivalent standing) and another member of staff in the office observed ‘It’s NHS culture isn’t it, that lot are nurses’.

Far from me damaging her career, Dee did really well out of me. She and a corrupt UCU trade union rep cooked up the Cunning Plan and Dee sued Bangor University, walked away with a huge amount of money, a senior job with Public Health Wales and an offer to complete a PhD at Bangor. Without doing any further work, Dee then acquired the PhD. Dee was of course sacked from Public Health Wales after a short while – the usual problems, hurling insults and screaming at colleagues, buggering up everything she touched etc – and set up an Executive Coaching agency, employing her daughter, who had by then completed a degree in Fine Art, as a Consultant. The Executive Coaching Agency – Gray’s – has flogged its services to the BMA, the GMC, to NHS organisations and County Councils all over Wales and a few in England as well. Dee also provided Training on Transformational Change to the Top Doctors of north Wales. Dee was given many thousands of pounds for this, as I found out via a few FoI requests.

Readers who know nothing of matters NHS in north Wales might find this difficult to believe, but it really is true that all one has to do to extract dosh out of the NHS is to utter the phrase ‘I know what they did to Sally Baker and I’ve been passed copies of the stolen documents as well.’ After doing this, one will be effectively asked how much money one wants to shut up.

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One of the few people who hasn’t made a penny out of What Happened To Sally Baker is me. My PhD supervisor and his wife didn’t do too well either, they were both forced out of their jobs at Bangor University after I successfully completed my PhD and Merfyn’s wife was killed by the Top Docs (see eg. posts ‘Murder In Samarkand’ and ‘And Death Shall Have No Dominion’), so Nerys and Merfyn paid a high price. Aside from that, the sound of loud troughing can still be heard across north Wales and Mark Drakeford continues to fill the trough whenever a few more pigs turn up to join the party.

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For more Dee Jones aka Dr Dee Gray laffs, see post ‘Little Shop Of Horrors’.

See also previous posts for info on Gren, who, along with Mrs Kershaw, also ran a Management Consultancy and flogged their ‘expertise’ to the NHS in north Wales.

Prof Bob Woods, another émigré from Lord John Walton’s empire in Newcastle, arrived in north Wales to take up a senior academic post in the Dept of Psychology at UCNW. Bob Woods has also been responsible for running the Clinical Psychology training at Bangor for many years. Bob’s students undertook placements at Denbigh until the institution closed down.

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Bob Woods is one of the UK’s foremost Experts on Old Age Psychiatry.

Above image from 2 July 2015: Launching ‘Join Dementia Research’ were Professor Bob Woods, Chris Roberts, who lives with dementia; Prof Mark Drakeford; Vice-Chancellor Prof John G Hughes and Prof Jo Rycroft-Malone of the School of Healthcare Sciences. A nationwide online and telephone service that helps people to take part in dementia research studies launches in Wales today. Join Dementia Research promises to accelerate the pace of dementia research in Wales by allowing people with and without dementia to register their interest in studies, and helping researchers find the right participants at the right time.

Mark Drakeford, Welsh Minister for Health and Social Services will make the announcement during a visit to the Wales Dementia Services Development Centre (DSDC) at Bangor University.

Professor Drakeford said: Welsh universities and health boards are collaborating in world-class dementia research and I hope that by working with people living with dementia and other volunteers, we can gain a better understanding of this condition. 

In 2012, the Tawel Fan Scandal, the biggest Old Age Psychiatry abuse scandal that the UK has ever experienced, blew up on Tawel Fan Ward at the Ablett Unit. There have been two investigations so far, with which staff at the Ablett refused to co-operate. No-one has been disciplined, although Nicola Kingston, the Angel who blew the whistle on the Tawel Fan Scandal, was sacked, struck off the register and received death threats. See previous posts.

Margaret Hanson

A Proud Legacy:

Drakeford: Bob Woods has, over 30 years, received millions of funding in his capacity as a Dementia Expert. The result was Tawel Fan. Most middle aged ladies living in most villages in north Wales could have told Bob that elderly people with untreated fractures being left to crawl naked on the floor, which was covered in faeces and urine, does not constitute adequate Care. That was what was filmed, undercover, on Tawel Fan Ward.

Jo Rycroft-Malone was a member of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board when Tawel Fan blew up and Jo remained a member of the Board as no staff were disciplined and refused to co-operate with the investigations. See previous posts for details of former Angel Jo’s rigged research, racist bullying of overseas students and numerous conflicts of interest.

Drakeford was the Health Minister when Tawel Fan kicked off and he is now the FM.

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Two weeks ago, the inquests on the deaths of eight patients who died as a result of Tawel Fan were opened and immediately adjourned. Another 88 deaths have been referred to the Coroner.

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In 1987, one of Bob Woods’ former clinical psychology students told me that Dafydd had sexually harassed her, that his sexual abuse of female patients was openly discussed and that Denbigh was so horrific that ‘everyone just gets out of there as soon as they can’.

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Prof Bob is also a lay preacher.

The person who told me this had Trained at Denbigh and Bangor with Bob and was at that time working as a clin psy at Great Ormond Street. I had that conversation when everyone in the NHS knew what Jimmy Savile was doing, but nothing had appeared in the media about it. See previous posts for the names of people who worked at Great Ormond Street who were facilitating organised abuse…

Jim Callaghan was the Home Secretary when he did everything possible to support Westminster Molester George Thomas’s best mate Leo Abse’s efforts to redesign the legislation re kids in care in the late 1960s. Jim’s wife Audrey Callaghan was on board as well. As a result, the Houghton Committee was established, comprised of stooges. The Committee received Expert Advice from Dafydd’s mates and recommended new legislation which became the Children Act 1975, once Grocer Heath had lost power and Harold Wilson was back in as PM .

Audrey had facilitated organised abuse when she sat on the London County Council and served as a Governor of Great Ormond Street, including for many years Chairman of the Governors. Audrey played a key role in fund-raising for GOSH and when he became PM, Sunny Jim used his position to assist with the fund-raising…

See eg. ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’ for further details.

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In 1974 as soon as Harold Wilson became PM, Leo Abse was raring to go, so Dr Death sped through Parliament the Leo-inspired and Dafydd’s mates-designed Children Act by offering the use of his Private Member’s Bill, as discussed in previous posts. The Children Act 1975 was the legislation used to send hundreds and hundreds of kids into the embrace of John Allen, Dafydd and Gwynne and linked rings…

It was in 1974 that the new Local Authorities came into being after a local gov’t reorganisation. As with every bit of new legislation re the Social Services Depts (eg. that resulting from the Seebohm Committee, as discussed in previous posts), the reorganisation resulted in new Local Authorities being governed and managed by exactly the same old crooks who had failed so dismally to run the previous Local Authorities, but the new structures made the lives of those old crooks easier, gave them more power and made them even less accountable.

Reading the backgrounds of the people who were systematically appointed to the Parliamentary Committees that drove all this through as well as the backgrounds of their ‘advisers’ is surreal. There was not one of them who was not colluding 100% with organised abuse. All of the ‘interested’ politicians and advisers had a track record of running or advising on welfare services that had neglected and abused patients. It was why nothing ever changed for the victims, no matter how much money was handed over To Improve and Develop Services or how the language used to discuss the victims differed.

There is a reason why kids in care are still being grossly neglected and abused and why poor people reap far less benefit from health services than professional people do. In Victorian times we had paupers and old bags selling 12 year olds as virgins to posh men who wanted to have sex with young girls. Today we have ‘hard to reach families’ and CSA. Someone really needs to ask some penetrating questions about why these problems are so entrenched and stubbornly refuse to go away. It is not because of the Genes Of Poor People…

1974 also saw the newly created North Wales Police, formed from the merger of the pre-existing north Wales forces. Philip Myers was the first Chief Constable of the North Wales Police, having previously been Chief Constable of Gwynedd and Deputy Chief Constable of Gwynedd before that.

The 1974 reorganisations that completely poisoned an already toxic well were the result of Grocer Heath’s Gov’t. I haven’t had time to research the matter as much as I’d like yet, but it wasn’t accidental.

There were people in the Grocer’s administration who carefully planned some very inexcusable things and many of those who were there eg. Maurice Macmillan and Anthony Barber, had, like the Grocer himself and of course Thatch, been around in the Macmillan/Douglas Home era, where there was seriously bad behaviour that never became public because the toffs absolutely ruled over the plebs. See previous posts.

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The three comedians pictured above who performed the famous ‘Three British Social Classes’ sketch were part of the crowd who later became rich n famous and hung out with those in the highest echelons who were facilitating or at least colluding with the Gang. Their peer who excelled in that field was of course David Paradine Frost. In some people’s view Frost was a Serious Journo and he was renowned for his celeb wives and friends

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and indeed his celeb interviews.

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Frost died ‘from a heart problem’ on a cruise ship on 31 Aug 2013 just as it was too far to get Frost back to Southampton for urgent care, while Operation Pallial was apprehending a clutch of elderly bottom-feeding abusers who had formerly worked in children’s homes in north Wales and while Theresa May was carefully rigging the Macur Review of the Waterhouse Inquiry.

In July 2015, Frost’s son Miles, aged 31, died when out jogging, according to Top Docs from the same ‘undiagnosed genetic defect that caused a heart problem’ as his dad.

I stated that David Frost was viewed as a serious journo by ‘some’ people. I never thought of Frost as being a serious journo, partly because he was such a toady to the rich and powerful, partly because I have been an Eye reader for years so had read much piss-taking of David Paradine Frost, but mostly because David Paradine Frost did ‘Through The Keyhole’.

In 1994, just before Dafydd planted the brick that I threw through his glass door at 2 am and the police and the MDU obligingly confirmed this for the High Court in Liverpool in Nov 1994 – although by then they all had known for months that not only had I not thrown the brick, but I could not have thrown the brick because I was known to have been in Bethesda at the time – F and I had a joke at Dafydd’s expense.

F and I had hired a car (we didn’t own one at the time) to spend a weekend going to the beaches, mountains etc on Anglesey and in Gwynedd that are inaccessible by public transport. At one point, F took a photo of me standing at the bottom of Dafydd’s drive, pointing up to his house at the top of the hill and when we got home, we incorporated the photo into a poster with ‘Though The Keyhole – Who Lives In A House Like This?’ written across the top. Then we took the poster into the Hergest Unit and put it up on the wall for the benefit of the other Empowered Service Users. It was greatly appreciated, until the staff saw it and what a fuss there was. Tony Francis ordered the Seizing of the poster and it was secreted in the Angels’ office and we never saw it again…

I have mentioned that the Angels etc had little knowledge of my family’s links to the Tory Party, including to Tory politicians who were still in Cabinet, in the Lords etc, but the security services knew about it…

Previous posts eg. ‘Upper Class Twit Of The Year – Shooting Themselves’ discussed the friendship between one of the Somerset contingent who knew some of what was happening to me at the hands of the Gang and David Kirke, a member of the Oxford Dangerous Sports Club. Kirke was friends with Graham Chapman of Monty Python. Graham who sexually abused underaged boys throughout his adult life, Graham who had trained as a Top Doc with Dafydd’s mates at Bart’s, when Lord Snowdon’s dad, barrister Ronald Armstrong-Jones, was a Governor of Bart’s. Graham who was a regular in Snowdonia because he was a keen climber. Graham who was interviewed by the police re his relationship with a 14 year old boy who had run away from home in Liverpool, so simply did a How Very Dare You and reminded the plod that he was a Top Doc and watched the plod flee. Graham who only ever practiced as a Top Doc for a few months but made damn sure that he stayed on good terms with the crowd at Bart’s until he died… Graham who knew them all at the C&A Hospital in Bangor…

Lord Snowdon’s granddad Robert Armstrong-Jones was a Top Doctor who grew up in Caernarfonshire, went to school in north Wales, studied at UCNW, then trained at Bart’s and worked as a psychiatrist in London. Armstrong-Jones kept his country house near Caernarfon and Lord Snowdon used to stay there even in adult life, with Ma’am Darling and the kids…

Snowdon’s close mate was Prof Roger Gilliatt, a neurologist who knew Gwynne and Lord John Walton. Gilliatt’s dad, Sir William Gilliatt, was the Royal Doc who delivered Carlo and Princess Ann. William Gilliatt taught Gwynne when Gwynne was training at the Middlesex Hospital. Roger Gilliatt trained at the Middlesex as well, but I think he was just a few years younger than Gwynne.

Gilliatt, Snowdon and Mr Thrope were all good pals.

BTW, take a look at the CV of Dr Baba M. Aji, the Walton Centre neurologist who also does stints at Ysbyty Gwynedd and Ysbyty Glan Clwyd. Dr Aji trained at the National Hospital for Neurology, Queen’s Square, London.

Roger Gilliatt ran the National Hospital for Neurology at Queen’s Square for years; it wasn’t up to much at Queen’s Square, but gosh once Lord Snowdon’s mate was given a senior job there, no-one dared criticise Queen’s Square… See previous posts.

Merfyn’s wife Nerys died when the Docs at the Walton Centre ‘could no nothing for her’…

My post ‘And Death Shall Have No Dominion’ discussed how Lord Snowdon – who spent his entire life in Belgravia except for those visits to the family seat near Caernarfon, where at least sometimes Snowdon took advantage of services provided by Gwynne and Dafydd – after he died, was buried at the church by the sea at Llanfaglan. Nerys was buried there a few years previously, so if Merfyn wanted to visit her grave, he had Lord fucking Snowdon to step over to get there…

See previous posts for details re the Gilliatts, the Armstrong-Joneses and the Royal connections to the Middlesex Hospital, of which the Earl of Athlone (the brother-in-law of King George V) was the Chairman…

 

Graham Chapman and Frostie were both part of the Footlights crowd and knew each other…

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At the time of his death, Frost was married to Carina, the daughter of this man:

The Duke of Norfolk
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Portrait by Allan Warren
Earl Marshal
In office
31 January 1975 – 24 June 2002
Monarch Elizabeth II
Preceded by The 16th Duke of Norfolk
Succeeded by The 18th Duke of Norfolk
Personal details
Born
Miles Francis Fitzalan-Howard

(1915-07-21)21 July 1915
49 Eaton Place, London, England

Died 24 June 2002(2002-06-24) (aged 86)
Bacres House, Hambleden, Buckinghamshire, England
Resting place Fitzalan Chapel, Arundel Castle, West Sussex
Citizenship British
Political party Conservative
Spouse(s)
Anne Constable-Maxwell
(m. 1927; died 2013)
Children 5, including:

Parents
Alma mater Christ Church, Oxford
Profession Soldier
Military service
Allegiance  United Kingdom
Branch/service  British Army
Years of service 1936–67
Rank Major General
Commands Director of Service Intelligence
Director of Management and Support Intelligence
1st Armoured Division
Battles/wars Second World War
Awards Companion of the Order of the Bath
Commander of the Order of the British Empire
Military Cross
Miles Francis Stapleton Fitzalan-Howard, 17th Duke of Norfolk, (21 July 1915-24 June 2002) was the eldest son of Bernard Fitzalan-Howard, 3rd Baron Howard of Glossop, and his wife Mona Stapleton, 11th Baroness Beaumont.

Educated at Ampleforth College and Christ Church, Oxford, Miles Fitzalan-Howard was commissioned into the Territorial Army on 3 July 1936 and was subsequently commissioned in the Grenadier Guards on 27 August 1937. Fitzalan-Howard was promoted to Lt Col on 28 February 1955. He was appointed Chief of the British mission to the Soviet forces in Germany in 1957 and received a promotion to Colonel on 24 April 1958.

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In 1961, Miles Fitzalan-Howard was appointed Commander of the 70th Brigade (King’s African Rifles and the Kenya Regiment), just before Kenyan independence. Miles thus arrived shortly after the Mau Mau uprising and will have been one of those who remained in deep denial re the unacceptability of the response to the Mau Mau uprising which continued to have ramifications even until the 1999 claims for compensation of those who had been tortured. I have discussed the Mau Mau uprising in an earlier post, but here’s a reminder of some of the highlights:

In order to fight the Mau Mau insurgency during the conflict, British troops suspended civil liberties in Kenya. In response to the rebellion, many Kikuyu were forcibly relocated. Between 320,000-450,000 of them were moved into concentration camps. Most of the remainder – more than a million – were held in “enclosed villages”. Although some were Mau Mau guerrillas, most were victims of collective punishment that colonial authorities imposed on large areas of the country. Hundreds of thousands suffered beatings and  sexual assaults during “screenings” intended to extract information about the Mau Mau threat. Later, prisoners suffered even worse mistreatment in an attempt to force them to renounce their allegiance to the insurgency and to obey commands. Significant numbers were murdered. Prisoners were questioned with the help of “slicing off ears, boring holes in eardrums, flogging until death, pouring paraffin over suspects who were then set alight, and burning eardrums with lit cigarettes”. Castration by British troops and denying access to medical aid to the detainees were also widespread and common. Among the detainees who suffered severe mistreatment was Hussein Onyango Obama, the grandfather of Barack Obama, According to his widow, British soldiers forced pins into his fingernails and buttocks and squeezed his testicles between metal rods and two others were castrated.

The historian Robert Edgerton describes the methods used during the emergency: “If a question was not answered to the interrogator’s satisfaction, the subject was beaten and kicked. If that did not lead to the desired confession, and it rarely did, more force was applied. Electric shock was widely used, and so was fire. Women were choked and held under water; gun barrels, beer bottles, and even knives were thrust into their vaginas. Men had beer bottles thrust up their rectums, were dragged behind Land Rovers, whipped, burned and bayoneted… Some police officers did not bother with more time-consuming forms of torture; they simply shot any suspect who refused to answer, then told the next suspect, to dig his own grave. When the grave was finished, the man was asked if he would now be willing to talk.”

One settler’s description of British interrogation: We knew the slow method of torture [at the Mau Mau Investigation Center] was worse than anything we could do. Special Branch there had a way of slowly electrocuting a Kuke—they’d rough up one for days. Once I went personally to drop off one gang member who needed special treatment. I stayed for a few hours to help the boys out, softening him up. Things got a little out of hand. By the time I cut his balls off, he had no ears, and his eyeball, the right one, I think, was hanging out of its socket. Too bad, he died before we got much out of him.

In June 1957, Eric Griffith-Jones, the Attorney General of the British administration in Kenya, wrote to the Governor of Kenya Evelyn Baring, 1st Baron Howick of Glendale, detailing the way the regime of abuse at the colony’s detention camps was being subtly altered. He said that the mistreatment of the detainees is “distressingly reminiscent of conditions in Nazi Germany or Communist Russia”. Despite this, he said that in order for abuse to remain legal, Mau Mau suspects must be beaten mainly on their upper body, “vulnerable parts of the body should not be struck, particularly the spleen, liver or kidneys”, and it was important that “those who administer violence … should remain collected, balanced and dispassionate”. He also reminded the Governor that “If we are going to sin”, he wrote, “we must sin quietly.”

This went on under the British Gov’t that concealed the crimes of Gwynne and, with the support of the security services, identified Dafydd as a suitable person to train up to assist and then succeed Gwynne at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh.

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The only people who weren’t obliged to sin quietly were Dafydd and Gwynne. The ran a sex abuse gang with added Class A drugs, everyone in responsibility knew exactly what they were doing and in every case it was the witnesses who were silenced by whatever means was needed. This remained the strategy years after I encountered Gwynne.

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

Show Us You Care Ma’am! Let’s have an explanation…

‘Never complain and explain.’ I can certainly see why the Royal Motto included the ‘never explain’ bit, but you have been complaining, you’ve been bellyaching away like there’s no tomorrow, Ooh of course Prince Andrew has never met Jeffrey Epstein, How Very Dare You and Harry and Meghan did the ‘We could all do a little more’ line when they were asked why they’d flown to a climate change and sustainability conference in a private jet; I’ve certainly never flown in a private jet, so I think it is actually Harry who Could Do A Little More rather than everyone else.

William, having Opened His Heart about his Mental Health Problems after his mum went into a tunnel at high speed, Praised the Boys at RAF Valley and the Life Saving Guys at Ysbyty Gwynedd and has now Spoken Out about racist abuse in football. This is the William who’s brother Harry ‘We Could All Do A little More’ Sussex called a fellow officer ‘My little Paki friend’ when he was in the Army, knowing that his mum would have been Proud of him (what for Harry, laying the land mines that she campaigned against?). The William who in 2005 dressed up as a Black Savage for a fancy dress party. Hey Wills, how about donning the same outfit for Mugabe’s funeral, I’m sure that your dad’s pal Fatty Soames will need Royal Representation at that particular event…

William dressed up as a Black Savage, but it was Harry’s outfit for the evening that hit the headlines:

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I do realise that you were just two young people getting pissed and being a bit dim and lame you’ll have just popped into an over-priced shop and chosen your outfits, but your family’s recent history leaves you in no position at all to bang on to the nation about the Serious Crisis in Mental Health or any of the other Causes that are Close To Your Hearts. Your father ruined my career when I was young, as well as the careers of some of my friends, simply because I complained about a lobotomist who was providing services for, among others, your Uncle Snowdon. Your father was also friends with Jimmy Savile, although the PM and no doubt the Royal Family did know that Savile was a prolific sex offender AND your Marvellous great-grandmother’s Loyal Retainer Backdoor Billy was running a rent boy ring. The brother of your grandmother’s Woman-of-the Bedchamber was molesting kids in care in north Wales…

William, Kate and Peter Morrison’s sister, Dame Mary:

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This photo was published last year by the Daily Express, alongside an article in which it was explained that Brenda was SHOCKED to hear that the molester’s sister had fallen and broken her ankle…

Please just shut up Princes, you are in no position to Open Your Hearts in order to cling on to your privileges and power, which you have grossly misused, as has your extended family.

 

Promoted to Brigadier on 1 January 1963, Miles became General Officer Commanding 1st Division on 5 November 1963. He was conformed in the substantive rank of Major-General in February 1964, retroactive to 5 November and with seniority from 10 April 1963.

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Dafydd will remember the time when he was pompousing away to F and repeated ‘You lied, you lied’, only to be told by F ‘I lied, you murdered’. It was a salient point wasn’t it Dafydd?

After relinquishing his command on 5 November 1965, Miles became Director of Management and Support Intelligence at the MoD on 6 January 1966. Appointed a Companion of the Order of the Bath (CB) in Brenda’s 1966 Birthday Honours, Miles was appointed Director of Service Intelligence at the Ministry of Defence on 29 July 1966. He relinquished this appointment on 18 September 1967 and retired the same day, after 31 years of service.

What could have been the reason for Miles’s appointment to such a senior role, followed by a rapid and total exit? I’ll remind readers of a few matters that might be important.

Vice Admiral Sir Norman Egbert Denning, (19 November 1904-27 December 1979) was a Royal Naval and Intelligence Officer at the Admiralty and Defence Intelligence Staff who served as Director of Naval Planning, 1945-56, Director of Naval Intelligence, 1960-64 and Deputy Chief of the Defence Staff for Intelligence, 1964-65. Sir Norman was the brother of Lord Denning, then the Master of the Rolls, who conducted an investigation in the wake of the Profumo Affair that was widely perceived to have been a rather inadequate whitewash, which was published in Oct 1963.

Bill Astor died on 7 March 1966 in the Bahamas; it was ‘his heart’. Bechod. In the wake of Profumo, but before Bill died, Bill’s wife Bronwen Astor was scapegoated by the Astors, denounced as a Welsh slapper and kicked out of Cliveden. Bronwen was the daughter of Sir Alun Pugh, a judge who had grown up in Carmarthenshire. The family home was in Hampstead, but Bronwen went to boarding school in Dolgellau. The family of Ioan Bowen Rees – who as a middle aged solicitor became CEO of Gwynedd County Council and reigned over Peak Paedophilia – lived in Dolgellau; Ioan’s father was a teacher at Dolgellau Grammar School. There was one year in difference between Ioan and Bronwen in age. Ioan’s mum and dad were both graduates of UCNW. Ioan’s dad had been President of the Students’ Union when he had been at UCNW. See previous posts.

Dorothy Macmillan died on 21 May 1966, 20 years before her husband. It was ‘her heart’. Bechod.

It was widely known among the right people that Dorothy and Harold Hadn’t Done It for years and that Dorothy was having a great time with a range of other men, including Lord Bob Boothby, who, as well as conducting a decades long affair with Dorothy, was enjoying Ugandan discussions with many others, including rent boys and Ronnie Kray. This was known to Sir Joe Simpson, Commissioner of the Met, 1958-68, who failed to go after the Krays for years because of Boothby’s network…

Joe Simpson went to Oundle, Sir Clough’s old school. Joe was at Oundle along with Dafydd and Gwynne’s mate Sir Kenneth Robinson, the MP for St Pancras North, 1949-70, who served as Wilson’s Minister of Health, 1964-68. Robinson, the son of a Top Doc and an Angel, was also President of the National Association of Mental Health (MIND). Robinson worked very hard to keep Gwynne and Dafydd out of trouble as did Richard Crossman who succeeded Robinson at the DHSS. Crossman was contemptuous of Robinson because he thought that Robinson was dim and his methods of concealing Gwynne and Dafydd’s criminality so transparent that everyone was at risk of being caught…

Harriet’s dad Top Doc John Harman was part of the Oundle network and was at Oundle with Simpson, although Harman might have just been a bit too old to have been at Oundle with Robinson. Dafydd’s old pal David Lewis Davies, Dean of the Institute of Psychiatry at the Maudsley when Dafydd Trained there, was at Oundle with Robinson.

Before training as a Top Doc, David Lewis Davies read for a humanities degree at St John’s College, Oxford. Think Gwynne and Dafydd’s friend the corrupt Civil Service mandarin Sir Idwal Pugh, Edward du Cann, Kingsley Amis and John Betjeman. Betjeman was a friend of Harold Wilson’s wife Mary and father of Candida Lycett-Green, the Candida who was one of the founders of ‘Private Eye’ which employed Ronnie Waterhouse as a libel reader… Candida was married to fashion guru for gents Rupert Lycett-Green, who fitted out the 1960s Stars such as Terence Stamp and er the Krays… Candida, at least when older, was a friend of Carlo…

Add a dash of Mr Thrope and the less famous matter of my grandfather going apeshit about Edward du Cann being a crook and my immediate family living in the same village as Lord Denning between 1963 and 1966ish, the constituency Tory MP being Denzil Freeth, 1955-64, until Lord Denning forced Freeth to step down after that business of Denzil The Known Poof Being Arrested And Fined When A Copper Caught Him Outside Drunk In His Undies… Denzil was succeeded as the MP for the constituency by David Mitchell, dad of Andrew, star of Plebgate!

Details of all these Wheels Within Wheels or Flies Around A Corrupt Incestuous Shithouse can be read in previous posts…

Harold Wilson was returned as PM on 31 March 1966, two months before Miles, Frost’s future father-in-law, was appointed as the Director of Service Intelligence at the MoD…

When Harold Wilson became PM in 1964, the Westminster Molester George Thomas was appointed as a junior Minister in the Home Dept, under Home Secretary Woy. In April 1966 George Thomas was appointed Minister of State for Wales, under Secretary of State Cledwyn Hughes aka Lord Cledwyn, the Windbags’ friend. Cledwyn served as the Labour MP for Anglesey, 1951-79. Dafydd’s Community Stronghold was on Anglesey, he carried out his ‘research’ there and during the 1960s, Lucille Hughes was the children’s officer for Anglesey. Cledwyn was fully on board with them…

When Cledwyn was Secretary of State for Wales, it was agreed that Health and Social Services would become the responsibility of the Welsh Office. These powers were transferred in 1968, when George Thomas became Secretary of State for Wales, as discussed in previous posts…

George Thomas was also a member of the Welsh Hospitals Board, the body responsible for managing hospitals in Wales, including the North Wales Hospital, Denbigh. In 1969, when the Ely Hospital Scandal blew up, Richard Crossman engineered a huge damage limitation exercise because not only was the violence and neglect at Ely exposed just as Harold Wilson had agreed to hand over responsibility for Health to the Welsh Office, but George Thomas and the other members of the Welsh Hospital Board had been repeatedly told what was happening at Ely, but had simply ignored it. In their defence, staff at Ely Hospital stated that things were much worse at Denbigh, but no-one was saying a word about that. The Welsh Hospital Board ran Denbigh as well… See previous posts…

There had been a scandal at Denbigh, in 1966. It hit ‘The Times’ and Dafydd was named. Under the guise of ‘community care’, Dafydd had ordered a fleet of coaches to arrive at Denbigh, patients who had been incarcerated for years and who had been destroyed by their Care at the hands of Gwynne and Dafydd were herded onto the coaches – they had not been told that this was going to happen and neither had anyone else – and driven to boarding houses on the north Wales coast, where they were ‘rehoused’. They were found weeks later, starving, destitute, lice ridden. Some of them will have died as well, but that wasn’t admitted. There was a huge row but nothing changed. There was no mention of the victims of sex offenders whom Gwynne was lobotomising or of the huge trafficking ring that he and Dafydd were running.

Gwynne and Dafydd, completely untouchable, thanks to the identity of some of those using their services…

Corrupt Civil Service manda-ring Sir Idwal Pugh  – knew Dafydd n Gwynne, knew George Thomas:

Idwal featured in previous posts eg. ‘The Naked Civil Servants’, but he’s so hideous and such a big player, I’ll highlight that which Idwal brought to the party once more.

Sir Idwal Vaughan Pugh (10 February 1918-21 April 2010) was born in Blaenau Ffestiniog to a quarryman and later bus conductor, and a schoolteacher. He was raised by relatives in the Rhondda and educated at Cowbridge Grammar School, which was where Geoffrey Chamberlain went to school. Cowbridge Grammar School. Geoffrey Chamberlain also went to Cowbridge Grammar School. Idwal progressed onto St John’s College, Oxford – Miranda is a graduate of St John’s Oxford – graduating in 1940, whereupon Idwal joined the British Army.

Pugh served in the Royal Army Service Corps before transferring to the 7th Armoured Division (desert rats), with which he served in  North Africa, Sicily and Italy. He served on the staff of Field Marshal Alexander in Caserta. Pugh was demobilised in 1946.

Pugh joined the Ministry of Civil Aviation as an Assistant Principal in 1946, where he organised supplies and chartered aircraft for the Berlin Airlift. He was also a delegate to the International Civil Aviation Organisation in Montreal. Pugh moved to the Ministry of Transport as Assistant Secretary, where he was put in charge of the Road Transport Division in 1956.

Pugh also spent two years as civil air attache in Washington, D.C. before he was promoted in 1959 to Under-Secretary. Pugh moved to the Ministry of Housing and Local Government in 1961, where he remained until 1969, when he became Deputy Secretary.

In 1969, the year after Molester George Thomas became Welsh Secretary, Pugh was appointed Permanent Secretary of the Welsh Office before moving to the much enlarged Dept of the Env’t in 1971 to serve as Second Permanent Secretary with Secretary of State Peter Walker…

Walker was the Man In The City for Dafydd and Gwynne’s Gang and had first joined the fun in the 1950s as a youthful member of the Tory Party, with Dafydd and Gwynne’s mate Beata Brookes, Lord David Hunt, Thatch and many more… Peter Walker was a friend of Edward du Cann and Walker’s (and du Cann’s) friend and business partner Jim Slater was a pal of Nigel Lawson…

As a result of his deep roots in the Westminster Paedophile Ring’s hub run by Dafydd and Gwynne, Thatch appointed Walker as Energy Secretary in order to use his knowledge of the ring to flatten the NUM in the 1984-85 strike. Walker then became Welsh Secretary…

See eg. ‘Holding The Country To Ransom – Part I’ and ‘Holding The Country To Ransom – Part II’ for further details of Peter Walker. Peter Walker effectively started the hospice movement in the UK, a bandwagon on which the Gang climbed…

When Walker was Energy Secretary, Nicholas Eden, son of former PM Anthony, had been a Minister under him. Nick Eden was HIV+ and died from AIDS on 17 Aug 1985. Nicholas Eden was another of Dafydd and Gwynne’s customers. See previous posts.

In 1976, Pugh was appointed Parliamentary and Health Service Ombudsman. He was ‘shunned by his former colleagues in Gov’t Depts’ for accepting the role, but obviously not for running a ring procuring kids for a gang of paedophiles.

Not only did Pugh continue to conceal the serious criminality of Gwynne and Dafydd, but he excelled in creative ways of doing so. In March 1978, Pugh ‘modified’ the Ombudsman’s complaints system. Previously, complaints had to be made through a constituent’s MP. Pugh ‘permitted complaints to be made directly to the Ombudsman’s Office. If the complaint was investigable, it would be sent to the relevant MP who would be asked if a full investigation was wanted’.

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Pugh oversaw a small number of rigged complaints to demonstrate how well his Reforms had worked and that Pugh took no nonsense from anyone. In the case of a number of complaints, Dafydd and Gwynne’s mate David Ennals played the role of Mr Bad Guy, there was a pretence that the DPP might even prosecute the officials involved and Ennals ‘was forced to apologise’. Jack Ashley – father-in-law of Andrew Marr – played a major role in a rigged complaint that Pugh ‘investigated’, re children who had incurred brain damage from whooping cough vaccine. Jack Ashley made a public display of maintaining that Pugh should have been more condemnatory of the Gov’t Depts involved. Pugh maintained that ‘parents were being told everything as far as was reasonably possible and that the report could be used to place pressure for compensation for children who suffered brain damage as a result of vaccination’. 

The biggest laugh was Pugh’s exposure of ‘shocking examples of NHS maladministration. A doctor who discharged a 103-year-old patient at 2am on a winter’s night who subsequently died was called inhuman by Pugh. Pugh found that a consultant had acted wrongly when he sterilised a woman who had gone into hospital for an abortion without her knowledge. A woman was found to have been wrongfully admitted to a hospital under the Mental Health Act 1959 and detained for 29 days longer than she should have been. When Pugh reported, the health authority offered just £150 in compensation, a figure the Select Committee increased to £1,000.’

This was just the tip of the iceberg and Pugh knew it. Meanwhile, in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh…

Idwal Pugh stepped down as Parliamentary Ombudsman and Health Service Commissioner on 31 Dec 1978. Just before before Dafydd and the Gang illegally imprisoned Mary Wynch…. The Gang had already had one go at Mary, that’s why she had gone into hiding, but she was discovered…

Sir Idwal: Criminal Top Docs quaked in their boots at the mention of his name.

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Sir Idwal: his Calvinistic Methodism ran through everything that he did and he used to quip that God Spoke Welsh. Then how did Lord Snowdon pray for his requirements from Dafydd and Gwynne, those two making much of their Welsh Nonconformity as well? I’m sure that Lord Snowdon of Belgravia for his whole life didn’t speak Welsh. Ma’am Darling took her Christianity as seriously as Dafydd and Gwynne did, although she was C of E. As any fule kno, Ma’am Darling was laid by Group Captain Peter Townsend and wanted to marry him, but it was explained to Ma’am Darling that she would not be able to Take Holy Communion if she married the Group Cap’n, a divorced man.

Horrified at this prospect, Ma’am Darling hopped into bed with the bisexual drug using Anthony Armstrong-Jones and they announced their engagement on 26 February 1960, the day after the Group Cap’n Announced His Intention To Marry Another. No-one had realised, but Ma’am Darling and Armstrong-Jones had been engaged since Oct 1959, but had Kept It A Secret. See ‘Holding The Country To Ransom – Part II’.

The Group Captain’s Intended was, like Ma’am Darling, decades younger than him. Someone used the word ‘nonce’ to me in relation to the Group Cap’n, but I think this is a little unfair. The subject of his affections weren’t 10 years old, they were teenagers, when he was in his 40s. I think ‘trying his luck’, or ‘predator’ would be a fairer description than ‘nonce’. Having said that, I think that very nearly anyone would have made a better husband than Lord Snowdon, except perhaps Dafydd or Gwynne…

 

LEO ABSE link here – Paul Murphy succeeded Abse’s Parliamentary seat


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Lord Murphy not only knew all about the activities of his predecessor as the MP for Torfaen, Leo Abse (see previous posts), but Murphy, as Secretary of State for Wales took delivery of Ronnie’s Report in Feb 2000 and was delighted to tell the world that there had now been an exhaustive, transparent investigation into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal that had left no stone unturned and although there were a few cavemen and sheepshaggers in north Wales, there Was Never A VIP Paedophile Ring. Furthermore, Ronnie Waterhouse should know because he was a good mate of most of those who facilitated the VIP paedophile ring for which Ronnie found no evidence.

Lord Murphy made a brief come-back as Welsh Secretary, Jan 2008-June 2009, but for some reason Gordon replaced him with Peter Hain, although no-one ever knew why. What was happening to me just before Murphy had his second go at being Welsh Secretary at the hands of the Gang was so extraordinary that I wrote a very frank letter to Mr Hain, who also had two goes at being Welsh Secretary, telling him in no uncertain terms that I was witnessing serious crime on the part of numerous people, including police officers. No, of course I didn’t receive a reply.

The Lord Hain

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First Minister of Northern Ireland
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Prime Minister Tony Blair
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Prime Minister Tony Blair
Preceded by Tony Lloyd
Geoff Hoon
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Parliamentary Under-Secretary of State for Wales
In office
May 1997 – 28 July 1999
Prime Minister Tony Blair
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Jonathan Evans
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Member of Parliament
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Personal details
Born
Peter Gerald Hain

16 February 1950 (age 69)
Nairobi, British Kenya

Political party Liberal (Before 1977)
Labour (1977–present)
Alma mater Queen Mary College, University of London
University of Sussex

Lord Hain and his association with the Gang, particularly via the Anti-Apartheid Movement -of which David Ennals served as President, as did his brother John Ennals (see previous posts) – is discussed in previous posts. Lord Hain, I know that you’d have been killed if you’d stayed in South Africa so you had to agree to Harold Wilson’s terms of living in Britain ie. working for the security services, but if you don’t mind me saying I can think of many ways in which you could have been rather more effective at resisting a gang of murdering paedophiles.

Oh well, never mind I’ve exposed them now, you can go in for your prostate operation and not have to worry that you’ve upset the Top Docs. Although of course if the Op is successful Lord Hain, you’ll be left impotent and doubly incontinent, but they don’t flag that bit up. Or the fact that most men having that Op don’t actually need it.

Let’s book Dafydd and Huw Daniel in for Life Saving Prostate Surgery Now! With North Wales’s Own Dr Chris!

Erectile dysfunction
Other names Impotence

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Cross-section of a flaccid penis
Specialty Urology

Erectile dysfunction (ED): A physical cause can be identified in about 80% of cases. These include cardiovascular disease, diabetes mellitus, neurological problems such as following prostatectomy, hypogonadism and drug side effects. Psychological impotence is where erection or penetration fails due to thoughts or feelings; this is somewhat less frequent, in the order of about 10% of cases. Dafydd Has The Cure in his Sex Therapy Clinics. In psychological impotence, there is a strong response to placebos. So Dafydd was even more unnecessary than he was in every other situation.

There are many treatments, but this is the best known among lay people:

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As ruthlessly marketed by Oily, Lord Murphy’s former political aide, before Oily decided that he was the Future Leader Of The Labour Party. Oily, please tell us what deals were thrashed out between Pfizer and the Top Docs to ensure that sales of Viagra remained buoyant. Which conditions causing impotence were ignored or even induced by Top Docs to flog those little blue pills?

The Medical Superintendent’s Office of Dafydd’s Imagination:

There are obvious reasons why Gwynne and Dafydd’s patients didn’t look like this after all the Help and it wasn’t anything to do with Genes or failing to learn Bible verses in Welsh when they were kids…

See previous posts for info re Oily. Who knows about Ollie Brooke and the paedophiles, Oily could not have worked in a senior capacity for Pfizer and not received the lowdown.

 

In April 2009 Hugh Orde announced he was stepping down as Chief Constable of Northern Ireland to become President of the Association of Chief Police Officers (ACPO), assuming the position in the following autumn.

Sir Hugh is also the Director of the Police National Assessment Centre.

Hugh also holds a BA in Public Administration from Kent University. As well as the qualification that he picked up from the Royal Agricultural College in Cirencester of course…

Hugh is a member of Common Purpose UK. Common Purpose is associated with Miranda and a great many Common Purpose folk hold positions in the NHS. Hamid Ghodse’s widow Barbara is one such person. Hamid (now deceased) was one of the Top Docs at St George’s/Springfield who was facilitating the large scale dealing and distribution of Class A drugs and he knew about the trafficking ring as well. As a junior doc, Hamid worked with Tony Francis. Common Purpose member Barbara Ghodse holds a senior position at St George’s… See previous posts.

Sir Hugh Orde

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Orde, speaking at the NHS Confederation Conference in 2012.
Born 27 August 1958 (age 61)

Other names Hugh Stephen Roden Orde
Police career
Country United Kingdom
Department Police Service of Northern Ireland
Rank Chief constable
Awards Order of the British Empire, Queen’s Police Medal

Sir Hugh, I am sure that your job is a difficult one, but you’ve been in the police since 1977; something seems to have gone terribly wrong and even more terribly wrong in the NHS…

Hugh attended the Matrix course in West London 1994/95.

In November 2013 Hugh Orde took up the role of Patron of the police charidee the Police Roll of Honour Trust. He joined Stephen House and Bernard Hogan-Howe as joint Patrons.

I know only one person who went to the Royal Agricultural College Cirencester but I used to know him very well… Nigel Fisher, now based in Kent who was the Master of East Kent Foxhounds. Nigel was Group Estates Manager for Robert Brett and Sons. Robert Brett and Sons have interests in quarrying…

Someone is bound to have tapped Nigel for info re me whether Nigel has realised it or not, Carlo et al are involved…

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Meet The Safeguarder:

Lucille Hughes

Meet The Upholder Of Law And Order:

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We Shall Remember Them: Clever Hans

During the early 20 century, there was much public interest in animal intelligence, substantially as a result of Charles Darwin’s recent publications. At the time, a German horse became famous for his ability to perform arithmetic and other intellectual tasks. Clever Hans, as the horse became known, went on tour through Germany (admission to see Hans was free of charge) and wowed the crowds.

Clever Hans was owned by Wilhelm von Osten, a maths teacher, amateur horse trainer and a phrenologist. Clever Hans was said to have been taught to add, subtract, multiply, divide, work with fractions, tell time, keep track of the calendar, differentiate musical tones, and read, spell, and understand German. Von Osten would ask Clever Hans, “If the eighth day of the month comes on a Tuesday, what is the date of the following Friday?” Clever Hans would answer by tapping his hoof eleven times. Questions could be asked both orally and in written form. Clever Hans’s abilities were reported in ‘The New York Times’ in 1904. After von Osten died in 1909, Clever Hans was acquired by several owners. After 1916, there is no record of him and his fate remains unknown, which suggests that he probably ended up in the knacker’s yard for glue.

Wilhelm von Osten and Clever Hans:

As a result of the large amount of public interest in Clever Hans, the German Board of Education appointed a Commission to investigate von Osten’s scientific claims. Philosopher and psychologist Carl Stumpf formed a panel of 13 people, the Hans Commission. This Commission consisted of a veterinarian, a circus manager, a Cavalry officer, a number of school teachers and the Director of the Berlin Zoological Gardens. This Commission concluded in September 1904 that no tricks were involved in Clever Hans’s performance.

The Commission passed their findings to psychologist Oskar Pfungst who famously demonstrated that Clever Hans was not actually performing the mental tasks, but was watching the reactions of his trainer. Pfungst discovered this artifact in the research methodology wherein the horse was responding directly to involuntary cues in the body language of the human trainer, who had the faculties to solve each problem. The trainer was entirely unaware that he was providing such cues. The anomalous artifact has since been referred to as the Clever Hans effect and has continued to be important knowledge in the observer-expectancy effect and later studies in animal cognition. Carl Stumpf was observing the sensational phenomena of the horse, which also added to Stumpf’s impact on phenomenology.

I was reminded of Clever Hans earlier this morning when I heard Dominic Lawson on the ‘Today’ programme talking about the death of Hans Klausing, the Swedish businessman. Dominic mentioned that Hans was Ever So Clever and a Professor and unusually for a Professor, Hans and his wife had a great deal of money. Hans was indeed seriously rich and as Dominic reminded Justin Webb the Radio 4 journo, when Justin mentioned an unfortunate episode involving Hans’s son, some Class A drugs, a dead wife and a suspended prison sentence, we shouldn’t waste time dwelling on that, we should remember that Clever Hans, the inexplicably loaded Professor, gave millions to charidee and who can argue with that.

I have mentioned Dominic previously on the blog. Dominic’s dad Nigel was of course famously Thatch’s Chancellor who oversaw the Big Bang and later fell out with Thatch. What is less widely discussed is that Nigel was the Tory MP for Blaby in Leicestershire, Feb 1974-92, when just about everyone in professional and public life was concealing the sex abuse ring in Leicestershire linked to Dafydd and the Gang. Frank Beck, the Leicestershire social worker who in Nov 1991 was sentenced to five life terms in jail for the abuse of over 100 children in his care, was elected as a Liberal Councillor for Blaby in 1983 and was re-elected in 1987. Beck was under investigation by the police by 1987, as was his friend Greville Janner.

As a young man, Nigel Lawson was a friend of Jim Slater, a dodgy businessman. Lawson was the City editor on the Sunday Torygraph (see ‘Shurely Shome Mishtake’ for details of Bill Deedes, Denis and Thatch’s friend who was Editor of the Torygraph for years, served as in Macmillan’s Gov’t and knew Dafydd, Gwynne and the Gang) and bagged his pal Jim a regular column, ‘Capitalist’, in the 1960s. Jim Slater was a friend and business partner of Peter Walker, the Tory who was the City Link of the Gang and who went back as far as the 1950s with Dafydd, Gwynne, Beata Brookes, David Hunt et al who later thrived under Thatch.

Walker served as Thatch’s Energy Secretary, 1983-87 and was given that role because of his excellent knowledge of the ring and who was involved in the ring order to flatten the NUM and ensure that the Labour Party’s and the Windbag’s support for the NUM was ineffective or non-existent. See posts ‘Holding The Country To Ransom – Part I’ and ‘Holding The Country To Ransom – Part II’. I have been told that Walker was put into that job also because of his access to info re Brown and me; Walker was friends with Edward du Cann, the Tory MP for Taunton, my grandfather’s former enemy, as was Jim Slater…

After his substantial contribution to flattening the NUM and giving south Wales a good kick Lest They Thought Of Doing That Again, Peter Walker served as Secretary of State For Wales, 1987-90.

Nigel Lawson’s daughter Nigella, Dominic’s sister, was, when she was at Oxford University, involved with the Dangerous Sports Club. In 1986/87, the DSC just happened to bump into the Somerset contingent who knew what was happening to me at the hands of the Gang and it was with the DSC that one member of the Somerset contingent established an Extreme Sports Business, which resulted in a number of those partaking of the Extreme Sports sustaining injury, after paying good money to do so. Warnings were ignored and in Nov 2002 a Bulgarian student was killed. A prosecution for manslaughter followed, but thanks to Dame Heather Hallett, the Nice Lady Judge who presided over the trial at Bristol Crown Court in 2004 and who stopped the trial and ordered the jury to acquit, no-one even received 10 mins of community service for killing that student. See previous posts.

Dame Heather Hallett
Vice-President of the Criminal Division of the Court of Appeal
Assumed office
8 November 2013
Preceded by Sir Anthony Hughes
Vice-President of the Queen’s Bench Division
In office
3 October 2011 – 3 March 2014
Preceded by Sir John Thomas
Succeeded by Sir Nigel Davis
Personal details
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Alma mater St Hugh’s College, Oxford
Occupation Judge

Dame Heather Carol Hallett (born 16 December 1949), styled The Rt Hon. Lady Justice Hallett, has been promoted to the Court of Appeal since displaying her wisdom in Bristol in the summer of 2004. The Dame – the daughter of an Assistant Chief Constable and who is married to Nigel Vivian Marshall Wilkinson, a QC, a recorder and Deputy High Court judge -is the fifth woman to sit in the Court of Appeal after Dame Elizabeth Butler-Sloss (now Baroness Butler-Sloss) (1988), Dame Brenda Hale (now Baroness Hale of Richmond) (1999), Dame Mary Arden (2000) and Dame Janet Smith (2002).

What a crew: Butler-Sloss is of the Havers family who have concealed the Westminster Paedophile Ring for at least two generations and Butler-Sloss was a mate of Prof Israel Kolvin, Dafydd and Gwynne’s mate who ran their partner ring in the North East of England for decades. Butler-Sloss Chaired the Cleveland Inquiry in 1988 and concealed the criminal activity of that ring. See previous posts including ‘Twas The Night Before Christmas And The Culprits Were Named’.

On 7 September 2006, Butler-Sloss was appointed as Deputy Coroner of the Queen’s Household and Assistant Deputy Coroner for Surrey for the purpose of hearing the inquest into the death of Diana. Butler-Sloss realised that it was beyond her and on 2 March 2007, she was appointed as Assistant Deputy Coroner for Inner West London for the purpose of transferring the jurisdiction of the inquest to Inner West London so that the proceedings could sit in the Royal Courts of Justice. On 24 April 2007, Butler-Sloss announced she was stepping down in June 2007, saying that she lacked the experience required to deal with an inquest with a jury; this had been preceded by the overturning by the High Court of Butler-Sloss’s earlier decision to hold the inquest without a jury. The role of coroner for Di and Dodi’s inquests was transferred to Lord Justice Scott Baker.

Scott Baker had never conducted an inquest before, so someone gave him Di and Dodi to practice on. Scott Baker had spent most of his career as a judge in the Family Court and in 1995 had been the presiding judge over a truly extraordinary case in which he jailed one of Dafydd’s victims for a half-hearted ‘abduction of a baby’ that she only did on the orders of an abusive husband anyway. See posts ‘So Who’s Path Had Susan Brooke Crossed?’, ‘More On Susan Brooke Case’ and ‘Update On The Cases Of Susan Brooke and Sara Thornton’.

Scott Baker was called to the Bar at the Middle Temple in 1961, thus joining Ronnie Waterhouse and Greville Janner who had arrived a few years previously and practised in a range of legal areas, including family finance cases and professional negligence. Scott Baker served as President of the Family Division, 1971-79, Presiding Judge of the Wales and Chester Circuit, 1991-95 and a member of the Parole Board, 1999-2002. So Scott Baker was ruling the roost at the Family Court throughout Peak Paedophilia in north Wales, had his feet under the table of the Wales and Chester Circuit throughout a series of miscarriages of justice that were caused by the Gang and then joined Dafydd’s mates Robert Bluglass and Colin Berry on the Parole Board…

Scott Baker was a member of the Warnock Committee, 1982 to 1984, re human fertilisation and embryology. Previous posts have explained that Mary Warnock, the Chair, was a stooge, as were all the members of that Committee, except for Dame Josephine Barnes, the obnoxious old gynaecologist from Charing Cross who gave the orders. Barnes was married to Sir Brian Warren, Grocer Heath’s personal physician and good friend. Warren and Barnes were both facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring, including Dafydd and Gwynne’s contribution to it, Warren from his private practice in Belgravia (Warren was completely opposed to the NHS and refused to work in it), Barnes from her mixed NHS/private perspective at Charing Cross. See post ‘Uncle Harry’s Friends…’ Barnes and her colleagues at Charing Cross also inflicted serious damage upon many via the Charing Cross Gender ID Clinic, as discussed in ‘R.I.P Julia Grant and Many More…’

Two of Dafydd and Gwynne’s local mates from north Wales sat on the Warnock Committee, Noreen Edwards who as Chairman of Gwynedd Health Authority, presided over a catastrophe and Dafydd Wigley, who knew that the reason for that catastrophe was Dafydd and the Gang but as Lord Wigley was Of Them, he didn’t make that clear when he asked Questions In The House about the catastrophe. See ‘So Absolutely Sane, Clear, Quick, Intelligent and Safe…’ and other posts.

Butler-Sloss became Chancellor of the University of the West of England in 1993 and an Honorary Fellow of St Hilda’s College, Oxford, Peterhouse, Cambridge, Corpus Christi College, Cambridge, King’s College London, the Royal College of Physicians, the Royal College of Psychiatrists and the Royal College of Paediatrics and Child Health. Butler-Sloss was a good friend of Issy Kolvin and after his death wrote a touching tribute to his life’s work that can be read on the website dedicated to Issy’s life’s work of facilitating organised abuse and people trafficking.

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

Butler-Sloss sits on the Selection Panel for Queen’s Counsel. Butler-Sloss was Chairman of the Security Commission prior to its abolition in 2010.

On 8 July 2014, it was announced that Baroness Butler-Sloss would Chair the forthcoming IICSA. She stood down on 14 July after mounting pressure from victims’ groups and MPs over her suitability with regard to her brother Michael Havers (the Tory MP for Wimbledon, 1970-87, many of who’s constituents were Top Docs or other senior staff at St George’s/Springfield Hospitals) being Thatcher’s Attorney General at the time of some of the abuses in question and who admitted that he blocked the prosecution of VIP child sex offenders. Butler-Sloss was also viewed as a big problem because of her unwillingness to include mention in the IICSA of former Anglican bishop Peter Ball, who spent many happy years molesting boys/young men and, after he was caught bang to rights, slandered and libelled one of his victims and was then received with sympathy by Carlo and housed in one of the Duchy’s houses in Aller, Somerset. See previous posts.

Brenda Hale is a mate of St Helena Kennedy, the St Helena who was mates with Dafydd’s pal Prof Nigel Eastman at St George’s/Springfield Hospitals (see eg. ‘Eve Was Framed – As Were A Lot Of Other People’ and ‘Close Your Eyes And Make A WISH’). Brenda grew up in Yorkshire on the site of the ring that came to be dominated by Savile; her parents were both Headteachers. Working part-time as a barrister, Brenda spent 18 years mostly in academia at Manchester University, becoming Professor of Law there in 1986. The year that Prof Oliver Brooke at St George’s was charged and subsequently convicted of child porn offences. Dafydd had me wrongly arrested and illegally imprisoned in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh four days before Ollie pleased guilty at Kingston-upon-Thames Crown Court on 18 Dec 1986 and was jailed. See ‘Oliver!’ and ‘Hey, Hey DAJ, How Many Kids Did You Kill Today?’ Mary Wynch had won her case against Dafydd and the Gang in 1985.

When Brenda was appointed as President of the Supreme Court, St Helena’s cup brimmeth over and St Helena explained on Radio 4 that Brenda was Completely Different, not just in terms of possessing ovaries rather than testes, but Brenda was a member of the Athenaeum, not the silly old Garrick with all those daft old buffers like Ronnie Waterhouse, Robin Day and William Mars-Jones. William Mars-Jones was a member of Gray’s Inn, along with St Helena and her mate Michael Mansfield. St Helena and Mike were not going to cross William’s path and he was a big mate of Dafydd and Gwynne’s…

Jimmy Savile was a member of the Atheneaum; it is a favourite club of Top Docs (Douglas Black, Dafydd and Gwynne’s mate from Manchester virtually lived there after he retired) and Savile became a member in 1984, after being nominated by Cardinal Basil Hume. Hume was a Roman Catholic priest in a family of high profile Top Doctors from the North East of England, one of them – John Hume – being a good mate of Dafydd and Gwynne and who seriously and inexplicably damaged Anthony Eden’s health to such an extent that it contributed to Eden’s resignation as PM, allowing him to be replaced by Lilibet’s mate Harold Macmillan. Basil’s sister Madeleine was married to Sir John Charles, the Gov’ts Chief Medical Officer who colluded with Dafydd and Gwynne. Madeleine remarried Lord John Hunt of Tanworth, Cabinet Secretary, 1973-79, who er colluded with Dafydd and Gwynne. See previous posts.

Savile’s job as General Manager of Broadmoor from 1987 was negotiated over a series of meals in the Athenaeum attended by a small number of corrupt Civil Service mandarins and Savile’s mate Alan Franey, a senior NHS manager at Leeds General Infirmary, who was appointed CEO of Broadmoor once Savile was General Manager. Edwina Currie went to one of the meetings in her capacity as a junior Health Minister, but ooh she was appalled and thought that Savile was a twat. Not that Edwina said that at the time, Edwina told everyone that giving Savile the job was a brilliant idea because he had told her that he would get those bastard Broadmoor Angels under control who were stealing a bloody fortune from the NHS and fiddling like there was no tomorrow. They were also battering and killing patients, but Edwina wasn’t concerned about that. See post ‘Socio-Political Context Of The North Wales Mental Health Services In The 1980s’ and ‘A Pretty Classy Piece Of Operation’.

In her ‘Diaries’ Edwina noted in 1990 that Sir Peter Morrison was widely known to be abusing children, as discussed in previous posts.

I have been told that Dafydd and the Gang were so confident of their abilities to have me framed and banged up in Broadmoor that Mr Savile was installed in anticipation of my arrival. Ronnie Waterhouse’s Report mentioned someone else from north Wales who had complained about the Gang who found himself in Broadmoor very soon afterwards.

Years before I found out about even a fraction of what that lot were doing, I read an academic account of a case history of a female Broadmoor patient that I found worrying. This young woman had spent years in Broadmoor on the basis of an allegation that she had ‘planned to murder’ an Angel in another psych hospital. There was no evidence at all that she had done any such thing; a box of weed killer had, it was alleged, been found in her cabinet and there were ‘Grave Suspicions’ that it was to be used to Poison An Angel. The patient was in a unit where she was helping with the garden and had acquired the weed killer legally and transparently. Nonetheless, the secret report – she never knew of its existence – stating that she was planning to murder an Angel was used to detain her in Broadmoor for years. The report was written by one Robert Bluglass, Dafydd’s mate.

The general public had no idea what was happening in high security hospitals, they really did believe that they were teaming with murderers, rather than people who refused to shut up about being abused as kids in care or as psych patients. All Top Docs knew the real score, as did all barristers and judges.

St Helena knew about the sexual assaults that Savile carried out on Broadmoor patients; she said nothing.

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Sir William Mars-Jones:

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Baroness Brenda Hale:

St Helena:

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

Mike Mansfield:

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In 1968, Brenda Hale married Anthony Hoggett, a fellow law lecturer at Manchester. The marriage was dissolved in 1992, in which year she married Julian Farrand, former Professor of Law at Manchester, Pensions Ombudsman and colleague of Hale’s on the Law Commission.

Brenda Hale served as Chancellor of Bristol University, 2004-17.

Mary Arden is the daughter of a Liverpool family who were Of The Gang (see previous posts).

Janet Smith came from Cheshire and practised as a barrister in Manchester for 20 years, specialising in personal injury and clinical negligence cases. Janet knew George Carman QC when he was practising in Manchester, she knew Geraint Morgan QC the barrister who doubled up as the Tory MP for Denbigh, 1959-83 and she knew Sir John Kay, who worked on the Northern Circuit and gave Gwynedd County Council a High Court injunction against me in 1990, based on the perjury of one Gwynedd social worker who had met me at most three times and who had illegally imprisoned me and her line manager who had never met or communicated with me (see ‘The Bitterest Pill’).

The Top Docs and lawyers of Manchester were Gwynne and Dafydd’s Big Umbrella in the north for years. See eg. ‘The Logic Of Medicine’ and other posts.

Dame Janet Smith served as President of the Council of The Inns of Court. Dame Janet Chaired Inquiries into Harold Shipman and Jimmy Savile, a particularly Safe Pair Of A String Of Pearls was needed for those two tasks. The Dame concluded that no-one at a senior position in the NHS Knew About Savile, so how he managed to be a personal friend of so many of them I can’t work out. Dame Janet served as Chancellor of Manchester University, 2003-09. After retiring from the Court of Appeal, in June 2011 Janet Smith was appointed to succeed Lord Brennan as the independent assessor for miscarriages of justice compensation for England and Wales.

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Dame Janet is a member of Lincoln’s Inn, as were Cecil Havers (Butler-Sloss’s father), Michael Havers (Butler Sloss’s brother), Lord Denning, George Carman and as are Butler-Sloss herself, Miranda and Cherie.

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And now the Wimmin Lords Of Appeal have been joined by Heather, who became a member of Inner Temple in 1972, when Mr Thrope was a big name in Inner Temple.

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When Brown and I lived a few miles from Nigel Lawson’s constituency in 1987 (see eg. post ‘Life In Cold Blood’) the Top Docs in Leicester were concealing the ring on their patch as well as the crimes of Dafydd and the Gang. See eg. ‘An Expert From England…’

 

I have discussed Dominic Lawson previously on the blog in the context of his wife Rosa and their daughter Domenica who has Down’s syndrome. The Lawsons also had a stillborn baby. Dominic and Rosa are involved with charidee work as a result of Domenica being born with Down’s and they have spoken up about the shocking discrimination faced by people with learning difficulties and the pressure applied to pregnant women carrying a disabled baby to have a termination. I appreciate them doing that; what is happening is disgusting and no-one dares challenge it. Women are being refused certain ante-natal tests if they refuse to agree to an abortion should the baby be shown to be at high risk of Down’s on the grounds that the NHS won’t be wasting its money on tests for babies like THAT if their ludicrous mother won’t consider a termination. Dominic Lawson has discussed the value of the lives of people with disabilities in a way that so many Fighters For The Oppressed and Supporters Of The NHS just won’t, as the genocide continues.

However Dominic has remained silent about many others matters. It’s OK Dominic, I know the landscape. You have your daughter to think about (as well as the other members of your family), the Top Docs are totally ruthless and although your family has the sort of money that has allowed you to provide for Domenica in a way that most other people would not have been able to do so, Domenica will always be at the mercy of the Top Docs and you just can’t risk it.

It is only the likes of Brown, F and me who challenge Top Doc gangsters, because we don’t have much to lose; it’s quite clear that we’ll be left to die in the event of serious illness anyway. So just as I’ve blogged about the gang of murdering paedophiles who operated under Dominic’s dad’s nose when he was one of the most senior members of Thatch’s Gov’t and I lived a few miles away from him, I’ll fill readers in on a bit of background re Clever Hans the Inexplicably Rich Professor Who Gave Millions To Charidee.

No, neither have I forgotten that Dominic’s wife Rosa is Rosa Monckton, daughter of the 2nd Viscount Monckton of Brenchley, a family who are part of the Gang’s network and that Rosa was a close friend of Diana. See previous posts. Domenica was a bridesmaid at Charles and Di’s wedding and Rosa gave evidence after Di crashed in the tunnel. It’s the 22nd Anniversary Today!

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I really don’t think that Dominic and Rosa are going to dare say anything at all that touches on the sex abuse ring with Royal Connections…

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

Show Us You Care Ma’am! Get your arse out of Balmoral – where you were kipping when Diana crashed in the tunnel – and explain why Carlo presided as Chancellor over a university that was a vehicle for a vicious paedophile/trafficking ring, who’s staff trashed my career when I complained about the Royal Lobotomist within and 20 years later went after the blood of the VC because he refused to force me out of the University unfairly and illegally.

Miranda, you’ve got some explaining to do as well.

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On the day that the news was released re Di crashing into the tunnel, F and I were bored and stuck inside the house. We had switched on the TV and on every channel there was footage of Diana. We hadn’t bothered to turn the volume up and just said ‘Oh God, Royals on every bloody channel’, so we switched it off again. Not long after, our friend who was an Empowered Service User arrived for coffee and told us that an old boy in Bethesda had just told him that Diana was dead, so we switched the TV back on to see if it was true. It was, Jonathan Dimbleby was doing the voice over. Jonathan who was a mate of Carlo’s and who diagnosed Diana with a Borderline Personality Disorder. Our friend summed up the tragedy as he did so many other tragedies (but usually those of Empowered Service Users): Poor Cow, she’s been killed. I was nearly a Poor Cow myself many times, but fortunately for me the Gang’s constant attempts at imprisonment and death blew up in their faces constantly.

The Clever Hans to whom Di’s mate Rosa’s husband Dominic was paying tribute on Radio 4 this morning was Hans Rausing (25 March 1926-30 August 2019), a Swedish businessman based in the UK. Clever Hans made his fortune from his co-inheritance of Tetra Pak, a company founded by his father Ruben Rausing and currently the largest food packaging company in the world. According to the Forbes Rich List, Clever Hans was the second richest Swedish billionaire in 2013. By the time of his death yesterday, Forbes estimated the net worth of Clever Hans and his family to be $12 billion.

Clever Hans was born in Gothenburg in 1926 as the second son to industrialist Ruben Rausing and his wife Elisabeth (née Varenius). Rausing had two brothers, Gad and Sven. Clever Hans studied Economics, Statistics and Russian at Lund University, graduating in 1948. In 1954 Clever Hans was appointed Managing Director of Tetra Pak and his brother Gad Deputy Managing Director. Clever Hans became Chairman of the Tetra Pak Board in 1985. He left the company in 1993 and sold his 50% share of the company to Gad in 1995.

Clever Hans’s dad Anders Ruben Rausing (17 June 1895-8 October 1983) was born in 1895 in Råå, a small fishing hamlet in the district of Raus outside of Helsingborg in the south of Sweden. Rausing changed his surname from Andersson to Rausing in 1921. With the help of a loan from his aunt, Rausing studied at the recently founded Stockholm School of Economics and Business Administration, graduating in 1918. After a brief engagement at the privately owned Stockholms Enskilda Bank, Rausing was employed by Sveriges Litografiska Tryckerier, SLT (later renamed Esselte), a well-known printing company. In 1919 he earned a scholarship from SSE to continue his studies at Columbia University in New York and obtained a MSc in Economics in 1920.

Returning to Sweden in 1920, Rausing continued his employment at SLT, first as a Manager Assistant and then as a Manager. During his time at SLT, Rausing became closely acquainted with the industrialist Erik Åkerlund and in 1929 Rausing left SLT to form a new packaging company together with Åkerlund, Åkerlund & Rausing. Åkerlund & Rausing was the first packaging company in Scandinavia and eventually became a leading manufacturer of dry food carton packages. Initially, however, the company had difficulties making profits and in 1933 Åkerlund sold his share to Rausing, who became the sole owner.

Åkerlund & Rausing created the plastic-coated carton tetrahedron, patented on 27 March 1944. In 1952, the first machine producing tetrahedron cream packages was sold to a local dairy. The company had difficulties throughout the 1950s, with Rausing continuing to spend large amounts on development. Initially catering primarily to the Swedish market, the company expanded gradually, with Germany (1954), France (1954) and Italy(1956) as its first export markets.

Tetra Pak’s commercial break-through arrived in the mid-60s with the new Tetra Brik package, introduced in 1963. The late 1960s and the 1970s saw a global expansion of the company, much due to the new Tetra Brik Aseptic package, debuted in 1968, which opened up new markets in the developing world and sparked off a virtual explosion in sales. After 30 years, Tetra Pak eventually became one of the leading food processing and packaging company in the world.

Ruben Rausing was made Doctor Honoris Causa in Medicine at Lund University in 1957, in Economics at the Stockholm School of Economics and Business Administration in 1959 and in Technology at the Royal Institute of Technology in 1977. He was a member of the Royal Swedish Academy of Engineering Sciences

Ruben Rausing was married to Elisabeth and had three sons, Hans, Gad and Sven. For tax reasons, Rausing left Sweden for Rome in 1969. For all of his life, however, Ruben kept his country home Simontorp, near Lund.

Dr. Gad Rausing (19 May 1922-28 January 2000) (he died days before the publication of the Waterhouse Report) had a lifelong passion for archaeology and the humanities and received his PhD. from the University of Lund in 1967. In addition to his work as Deputy Managing Director at Tetra Pak Gad was a frequent lecturer at the Institute of Archaeology at Lund University.

Gad Rausing studied chemistry at the University of Lund and began his career as the head of the research laboratory at Åkerlund & Rausing, his father’s company. Rausing joined Tetra Pak as Deputy Managing Director in 1954. Gad Rausing had a parallel career as a scholar in pre-historic Scandinavian archaeology and was a Reader at the Institute of Archaeology at Lund University.

Gad Rausing’s passion for the humanities led to his sponsoring of various research projects, among others the excavation of the 10th Century Viking trading town of Birka outside Stockholm. Gad Rausing’s foundation, The Birgit and Gad Rausing Foundation, awards grants to research within the humanities and supports several important institutions, among others the Lund and Oxford Universities.

In 2002, the Gad Rausing Prize for Outstanding Humanistic Research was instituted by Rausing’s three children in memory of their father at the Royal Swedish Academy of Letters, History and Antiquities, where Gad Rausing was a member during his lifetime. Rausing became Doctor Honoris Causa at the Royal Institute of Technology in Stockholm in 1983.

The Lahore University of Management Sciences (LUMS) library has been renamed as Gad & Birgit Rausing Library to acknowledge the donation provided by the Rausing family to construct the library building. Mr. Dennis Jönsson, CEO Tetra Pak, inaugurated Gad & Birgit Rausing Library on Thursday, March 17, 2011. Mr. Jönsson appreciated that the funds donated by the Rausing family were utilized for educational purposes. He also unveiled a plaque commemorating the Rausing family’s donation for development of the library building.

Gad Rausing was married to Birgit Rausing and had three children, Finn, Jörn and Kirsten.

Gad’s widow Birgit Rausing (born 1924) is a Swedish art historian and philanthropist, the daughter of Swedish landscape painter Henry Mayne (1891–1975). When Gad died in 2000, Birgit and their three children inherited packaging giant Tetra Laval. Birgit Rausing and her family had an estimated net worth of US$13.0 billion in 2010.

The Swedish Sea Rescue Society has a class of rescue vessels where the lead ship Gad Rausing was built in 2002 after a large donation from the Tetra Laval group.

Finn Rausing (born 1954) is co-owner of Tetra Laval, as well as co-owner of the Sauber Formula One team. Finn lives in England.

Jörn Rausing (born 12 February 1960) is co-owner of Tetra Laval, and he owns a share of Ocado, where he is a Board Director. Jorn lives in Surrey.

Kirsten Elisbet Rausing (born 6 June 1952) lives in the UK and breeds horses at her stud farm Lanwades Stud in Newmarket. Kirsten is a member of the Jockey Club and a former Director of the National Stud. With Richard Frisby, Michael Goodbody and Guy Heald, she is a Director of the British Bloodstock Agency. With her brothers Jorn and Finn, Kirsten sits on the Board of holding company Tetra Laval. In the Sunday Times Rich List 2011 ranking of the wealthiest people in the UK, Kirsten was placed 16th (jointly with her brother Jörn) with an estimated fortune of £3,900 million. In the Sunday Times Rich List 2012, Kirsten was ranked as the 4th richest woman in the UK.

Tetra Pak’s success in the 1970s and 1980s has been credited to the leadership of Clever Hans and Gad, who turned the six-person family business into a multi-national company. Over the course of his career, Clever Hans became a specialist in Russian affairs and made many investments in Russia and Ukraine. Clever Hans was responsible for the Tetra Pak’s Russian market, and negotiated the first Tetra Pak machine export to the Soviet Union in 1959, eventually making Tetra Pak the largest foreign employer in Russia.

Clever Hans and his wife Märit donated large sums to charidees and research in the UK and Sweden, among others to large medical research projects at Karolinska Institutet and Lund University. Through the Märit and Hans Rausing Fund, they supported local community projects in their home county of Sussex.

Clever Hans was appointed Doctor Honoris Causa in Medicine and Economics at Lund University. He was a visiting Professor at Mälardalens Högskola, Sweden and honorary Professor at the University of Dubna, Russia. Clever Hans was made an Honorary KBE in 2006. He was an Honorary Fellow of the Isaac Newton Institute, Cambridge and in 2011 he was awarded the title Honorary Freeman and Liveryman at The Worshipful Company of Stationers and Newspaper Makers, London.

Clever Hans and his wife Märit Rausing had three children.

Clever Hans’s daughter Anna Lisbet Kristina Rausing (born 9 June 1960) studied History at the University of California, Berkeley,(B.A., summa cum laude 1984) and completed an M.A. (1987) and Ph.D. (1993) in History at Harvard where she also taught for eight years.

Harvard University Press published Lisbet Rausing’s biography of Carl Linnaeus, Linnaeus: Nature and Nation in 1999. Throughout her career she has published a range of articles on related subjects in academic journals. Lisbet has also contributed to the FT and the Sunday Torygraph.

Rausing is a senior research fellow at King’s College, London. She holds honorary doctorates from Uppsala University and SOAS and she is an elected member of St Catharine’s College, Cambridge. Lisbet is also an honorary fellow of the British Academy, the Linnean Society, the Royal Historical Society, the Royal Society of Biology and the Royal Swedish Academy of Agriculture and Forestry. Lisbet was elected to the Harvard Board of Overseers (2005-2011) and Yad Hanadiv Advisory Committee (2001-2011). She serves on the Cambridge Conservation Initiative Advisory Board.

Lisbet Rausing founded and is a non-executive director of Ingleby Farms & Forests (Ingleby Company) which owns and farms ca.100,000 hectares in nine countries. She also works closely with a family-owned liquid food packaging company, Ecolean. Rausing is a trustee of the Corrour Trust who own 99% of the 65,000 acre Corrour Estate in Scotland.

Lisbet Rausing co-founded the Arcadia Fund in 2001 with her husband Professor Peter Baldwin. As of August 2019, the Fund has made grant commitments of over $598million to charities and scholarly institutions globally that preserve cultural heritage and the environment and promote open access. Arcadia-funded projects include the Hans Rausing Endangered Languages Project at SOAS, London University.

In September 2015 Valerie Amos was appointed Director of SOAS, ‘becoming the first black woman to lead a university in the UK’. In 2019, it was announced that Amos will become the first-ever black head of an Oxford College, University College, from 1 August 2020. Valerie Amos has journeyed through every institution and organisation who’s box one needs to tick if one is on the left and part of the Gang’s mycelia.

After working in Equal Opportunities, Training and Management Services in local gov’t in the London Borough’s of Lambeth, Camden and Hackney – Dafydd and Gwynne were in partnership with all of these Boroughs – Valerie Amos became Chief Executive of the Equal Opportunities Commission 1989-94. The EOC was also peopled by friends of the Gang, including Elspeth, Geoffrey Howe’s wife… See previous posts.

In 1995 Amos co-founded Amos Fraser Bernard and was an adviser to the South African Gov’t on public service reform, human rights and employment equity. They obviously took so much notice of Val’s advice…

Amos during the WEF 2013

Amos has also been Deputy Chair of the Runnymede Trust (1990–98), a Trustee of the IPPR, a non-executive Director of the University College London Hospitals Trust, a Trustee of VSO, Chair of the Afiya Trust, Member of the Board of the Sierra Leone Titanium Resources Group, a Director of Hampstead Theatre and Chair of the Board of Governors of the Royal College of Nursing Institute.

Miranda gave Val a peerage in Aug 1997, nine months after the Waterhouse Inquiry had opened and just before he made his tear-jerking speech about the sad loss of the People’s Princess. See previous posts for more info Baroness Val.

Lisbet is also bank-rolling the Hans Rausing Scholarship in the History of Science at King’s College, London and the Hans Rausing Chair in the History of Science at Uppsala University, which is also hosting an annual Hans Rausing Lecture in the History of Science. Cambridge University’s Department of History and Philosophy of Science hosts an Annual Hans Rausing Lecture.

Arcadia has also funded the Endangered Archive Programme at the British Library and Fauna & Flora International’s Halcyon Land and Sea fund. They are listed as one of the biggest benefactors to the Wikimedia Foundation and donated $5 million to the Wikimedia endowment in 2017 after Lisbet’s husband Peter Baldwin joined its Advisory Board. Rausing and Baldwin also founded the Lund Trust. Since 2002 Lund Trust has given more than $62 million to charities in the UK and internationally.

Lisbet’s first husband Joseph Leo Koerner (born June 17, 1958) is currently the Victor S. Thomas Professor of the History of Art and Architecture and, since 2008, Senior Fellow at the Society of Fellows at Harvard. After teaching at Harvard from 1989 to 1999 (as Professor since 1991), Koerner moved to Frankfurt, where he was Professor of Modern Art History at the Goethe University, and to London, where he held Chairs at UCL and the Courtauld Institute before returning to Harvard in 2007.

Son of the Vienna-born Jewish-American painter Henry Koerner, Joseph Koerner was raised Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania and Vienna. Joseph graduated from Taylor Allderdice High School in 1976 and attended Yale University where he received his BA in 1980. After a MA in English at Cambridge University in 1982), where he was supervised by Frank Kermode he spent a year studying at Heidelberg University and received his PhD in art history at the University of California, Berkeley in 1988.

Frank Kermode starred in a previous post… He was at the centre of a group of sharp-elbowed ruthless academics who were using their knowledge of the Gang’s crimes to climb over each other.

Koerner was a member of the research group Poetik und Hermeneutik in Konstanz in its later phase, 1987-1994. Joseph Koerner collaborated with Bruno Latour and Peter Weibel on the 2002 exhibition Iconoclash at the ZKM in Karlsruhe. He has also curated exhibitions of his father’s work, including a 1997 retrospective at the Austrian National Gallery. In the 1990s, Koerner was a frequent contributor to The New Republic.

In Great Britain, Koerner is known for his work as writer and presenter of the three-part Northern Renaissance (2006) and the feature-length Vienna: City of Dreams (2007), both produced in Scotland by the BBC and broadcast on BBC Four.

Koerner has delivered the Slade Lectures at Cambridge (2003) and Oxford (2013), the Getty Lectures at USC (2005), the Bross Lectures at University of Chicago (2007), the A. W. Mellon lectures at the National Gallery (2008), the Tanner Lectures on Human Values at Cambridge (2012) and the E. H. Gombrich Lectures in the Classical Tradition at the Warburg Institute (2016).

A member of the American Academy of Arts and Sciences (since 1995) and the American Philosophical Association (since 2008), Koerner has served on the boards of the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum, the Yale University Art Gallery, the Frick Art Reference Library, the Warburg Institute, Ralston College, and the American Academy in Berlin. He received a Guggenheim Fellowship for 2006-7 and served as Guest Professor at the Kunsthistorisches Institut in Florenz. In 2009, Koerner was one of three recipients of the Andrew W. Mellon Foundation’s Distinguished Achievement Award, which funds an academic and creative project on homemaking (geographic, architectural, and psychic) in Vienna from Otto Wagner to the present day. Based at Harvard, the project has produced the documentary film directed by Koerner, The Burning Child.

After divorcing Lisbet, in 2003, Koerner married Margaret K. Koerner (born Margaret Lendia Koster), also an art historian.

Lisbet’s second husband Peter Baldwin – they married in 2002 -is a Professor of History at the University of California, Los Angeles and a philanthropist. Peter Baldwin was educated at Harvard and Yale.

Peter Baldwin’s volumes include:

  • The Politics of Social Solidarity: Class Bases of the European Welfare State, 1875-1975 (Cambridge University Press, 1990)
  • Reworking the Past: Hitler, the Holocaust and the Historians’ Debate, edited with an introduction (Beacon Press, 1990)
  • Contagion and the State in Europe, 1830-1930 (Cambridge University Press, 1999)
  • Disease and Democracy: The Industrialized World Faces AIDS (University of California Press, Berkeley, and the Milbank Memorial Fund, New York, 2005)
  • The Narcissism of Minor Differences: How America and Europe Are Alike (Oxford University Press, 2009)

In 2014 Baldwin published The Copyright Wars: Three Centuries of Trans-Atlantic Battle.

Lisbet’s sister Sigrid Maria Elisabet Rausing (born 29 January 1962) is the founder of the Sigrid Rausing Trust and owner of Granta magazine and Granta Books

Sigrid grew up in Lund, Sweden and studied History at York University, 1983-86. She has an MSc in Social Anthropology from UCL in 1987. Sigrid continued with a PhD focusing on post-Soviet anthropology and did her fieldwork on a collective farm in Estonia, 1993-4. In 1997, Sigrid was awarded a PhD in Social Anthropology from the Department of Social Anthropology at UCL followed by an honorary post-doctorate in the same Department.

Sigrid Rausing’s wrote Everything Is Wonderful, a personal memoir of her year in Estonia, which was published by Grove Atlantic in the US and by Albert Bonniers förlag in Sweden, in spring 2014.

Sigrid writes occasional columns for the New Statesman and her articles on human rights have appeared in the Guardian and the Sunday Times.

In spring 2005, with her husband, Eric Abraham and publisher Philip Gwyn-Jones, Sigrid founded the publishing house, Portobello Books and that Autumn she acquired Granta, a literary journal, and its book publishing arm. She is now the publisher of both Granta magazine and Granta Books, including its imprint Portobello Books.

In January 2016 Sigrid Rausing was the guest on BBC Radio 4’s Desert Island Discs. Her book choice was Mansfield Park and her luxury item was the British Library. I think that the Rausing family might own both…

I am beginning to understand why, when F felt like a bit of entertainment, he could ring Dafydd up and tell Dafydd that he was a oil magnate from the US, that ‘I own shrinks’ and that it took Dafydd longer than would be expected to realise that it wasn’t a rich American to whom he was speaking…

Sigrid Rausing set up the charitable trust the Sea Foundation in 1988. In 1996 she transferred the funds to the Ruben and Elisabeth Rausing Trust, named after her grandparents; the trust was renamed the Sigrid Rausing Trust in 2003 and by 2014, had distributed approximately £208.3 million to human rights organisations globally.

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In 2004 Sigrid was the joint winner of the International Service Human Rights Award, in the Global Human Rights Defender category. In 2005 she won a Beacon Special Award for philanthropy. In 2006 she was awarded the Women’s Funding Network’s ‘Changing the Face of Philanthropy’ Award.

Sigrid is a judge on the jury of the Per Anger Prize for human rights defenders and an Emeritus Board member of the Order of the Teaspoon, a Swedish organisation against political and religious extremism. Sigrid was the judge of the Amnesty International Media Awards in 2009 and 2010. She serves on the advisory board of the Coalition for the International Criminal Court and is an Emeritus member of the international Board of Human Rights Watch.

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Sigrid is a former Trustee of Charleston, in Sussex, the museum which is the former home of Duncan Grant and Vanessa Bell. The Bells, The Bells, who were part of the Bloomsbury Group, a faction of whom summered in Cwm Croesor and utilised the services of Gwynne and Dafydd. See eg. ‘The Village’ and ‘The Vermin Club’.

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In 2010 Sigrid was made an Honorary Fellow of the LSE. In 2011 she was the recipient of the Morrell Fellowship from the University of York. In 2012 Sigrid was a judge of the Index on Censorship Media Awards. Sigrid Owns Shrinks… As well as the media…

In June 2014 Sigrid was elected an Honorary Fellow of St Antony’s College, Oxford.

Rausing is a supporter of Hope Not Hate. On 1st December 2018 the Sigrid Rausing Trust began a grant of £450,000 over 3 years to Hope Not Hate. By that point, Hope Not Hate had received £615,000 from the Sigrid Rausing Trust.

Rausing is married to South African-born TV, film and theatre producer Eric Abraham. They own Aubrey House in Holland Park as well as the Coignafearn estate, in the Highlands of Scotland.

  • Rausing, Sigrid (2004). History, Memory, and Identity in Post-Soviet Estonia: The End of a Collective Farm. Oxford University Press. ISBN 978-0-19-926318-9.
  • Rausing, Sigrid (14 March 2014). Everything is Wonderful: Memories of a Collective Farm in Estonia. Grove/Atlantic, Incorporated. ISBN 978-0-8021-9281-3.
  • Rausing, Sigrid (2017). Mayhem : a memoir. Hamish Hamilton. ISBN 978-0-241-25926-9.
  • After the war. Granta ; 125. Granta. 2013. ISBN 9781905881710.
  • American Wild. Granta ; 128. Granta. 2014. ISBN 9781905881819.
  • Do you remember. Granta ; 126. Granta. 2014. ISBN 9781905881796.
  • Sigrid, I will never forget.
  • Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

From 2001 to 2012, Clever Hans and his family donated £886,000 to the Tory Party. No wonder Dominic Lawson didn’t want to dwell on the Class As, the death, the suspended jail sentence and instead flagged up the Charidee Donations.

Two great mates who do a lot of charidee work:

Some terrifyingly real Great Mates who subsequently claimed that none of them had really known the Great Mate who was lying on the bed:

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Clever Hans was a resident of the UK from 1982 until his death. He lived in Wadhurst, East Sussex – Bloomsbury country – at the time of his death on 30 August 2019.

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Clever Hans’s son Hans Kristian Rausing (born 15 June 1963) is, like his dad and every other member of his immediate family, a ‘philanthropist’. Hans Kristian did not enter the family business. Instead, he travelled in his youth before meeting the American Eva Kemeny, a daughter of Tom Kemeny, a PepsiCo executive. Did Hans and Eva meet backpacking to Everest base camp? No. Hans and Eva’s sweet romance took off when they met in a drug rehab clinic in the US. It will have been an expensive one as well, not a bed in the Hergest Unit or even in one of Dafydd’s detox units.

On 16 October 1992, Hans and Eva married. In common with other members of the Rausing family, they settled in London and Barbados and donated millions of pounds to charidee, in particular those concerned with drug awareness and addiction prevention. Hans and Eva built and funded a rehab centre on the Caribbean island of Barbados. Eva was the UK Patron of international drug abuse prevention charity Mentor. Mentor’s offices are in Shoreditch, an area long controlled by Dafydd’s partner gang and the organisation was established in 2000. Queen Sylvia of Sweden was a founder member and the CEO is Eric Carlin. Together with Hans, Eva also provided financial backing to Action on Addiction, a charidee that helps young people with drink and drug problems; the joint CEO is Nick Barton. Surely a few groats must have found their way into Dafydd’s coffers from the Rausings?

In April 2008, Eva was arrested after trying to enter the US embassy in central London while carrying wraps of cocaine and heroin. Dafydd was probably flying in the main supply in his light aircraft, which as any fule kno – or at least the patients in the Hergest Unit knew – was called ‘Pussyfucker’. F drew a picture of it, with Dafydd in the cockpit complete with flying helmet and it was pinned up on the wall of the Hergest Unit in about 1994, before Tony Francis took it down, referring to it as a ‘team effort’. (The team being F and me.) When No One Knew that Dafydd was shagging the patients and flogging Class A drugs to the ‘detox patients’.

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Dafydd was, after all, Europe’s Leading Forensic Psychiatrist, it was in the Bangor and Anglesey Mail.

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It’s just as well that I’m here to blog about all this isn’t it, while people bang on about Charidee work. Although F did tell the Hergest staff that Dafydd was flogging the patients drugs, that’s why F and I were banned from the Hergest Unit on Tuesdays, when Dafydd held his detox clinic. Ella Fisk, the Angel who ran the Day Centre, said to F ‘The patients like Dafydd, they want to see him’. So F yelled ‘Of course they do, he’s selling them drugs’. F knew this because the people purchasing drugs from Dafydd had told him, they were delighted with the service. See post ‘The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron?’.

‘We Didn’t Know!’

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After the police found the wraps on Eva, she was held outside the embassy in Mayfair, leading to a police raid on the couple’s Chelsea home, where more than £1,500 of drugs were found. Hans was then also arrested. Hans and Eva were charged with possession of a large amount of cocaine and smaller quantities of crack, heroin and cannabis after a Scotland Yard investigation. They admitted possessing Class As (cocaine and heroin) and received a police caution. A LARGE AMOUNT of cocaine, AS WELL AS crack, heroin and cannabis…

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Mind How You Go Mr and Mrs Philanthropist!

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On 10 July 2012 Hans was arrested yet again on suspicion of possessing Class As. After his arrest, Eva was found dead at the couple’s Belgravia home. On 17 July 2012, Hans was charged with ‘delaying the burial’ of Eva’s body. He pleaded guilty and was sentenced on 1 August 2010 to ten months’ imprisonment, suspended for two years; the judge required him to attend a two-year drug rehabilitation programme. The Court heard that Eva’s heart pacemaker indicated that Eva probably died on 7 May 2012.

Delaying a burial or hiding a body?

‘Mind How You Go Hans…’

At the time of Eva’s death she was one of the wealthiest women in the UK.

On 29 August 2012, the journo Ben Quinn revealed in The Guardian that in 2011 Eva Rausing had passed on information to Swedish prosecutors about the unsolved 1986 murder of Swedish PM Olof Palme. See previous posts for info on Olof Palme. Scotland Yard had confirmed the day before that it had given information to Swedish authorities, who wanted to question Eva’s widower, Hans Kristian Rausing, as a possible witness about the information his wife claimed to have obtained. Gunnar Wall, a Swedish author who has written two books on the Palme killing, said that Eva had contacted him in June 2011, claiming that she had learned that Palme had been killed by a Swedish businessman, who feared that Palme was a threat to his business. Wall had conducted an e-mail correspondence with Eva, who told him that she had written to the businessman on three occasions about the allegations. In one e-mail to Wall she wrote: “Don’t forget to investigate if I should suddenly die! Just joking, I hope.” Wall told the Guardian: “When her e-mails stopped, I did not think too much about it, until I heard that she had died in circumstances that were unclear … She also told me that she was going to inform the prosecutors in Sweden and it seemed like she had some arrangement to meet them.”

Political violence was little-known in Sweden at the time of Palme’s murder and he often went about without a bodyguard. Close to midnight on 28 February 1986, Olof was walking home from a cinema with his wife Lisbet Palme in the central Stockholm street Sveavägen when he was shot in the back at close range. A second shot grazed Lisbet’s back. Olof was pronounced dead on arrival at Sabbatsbergs sjukhus hospital Lisbet survived without serious injuries.

Pettersson was accused of Palme’s murder after an extensive investigation by the Swedish police. He was picked out from a police lineup by Lisbet Palme. The original tip-off leading to the incrimination of Pettersson has been described by some as very dubious. Although the .357-caliber Magnum pistol used to kill Palme was never found, Pettersson was convicted and sentenced to  life imprisonment in 1989. However, in 1989 Pettersson was freed after an appeal court cited lack of evidence, including the missing murder weapon. It also questioned the reliability of Lisbet Palme’s identification.

Pettersson was awarded about $50,000 in compensation for  defamation by the police and for wrongful imprisonment. He sold TV and newspaper interviews. In some of those interviews – particularly on TV3 – Pettersson admitted to killing Olof Palme, but his confession was not treated seriously. On several occasions Pettersson pointed out that he himself was a “Social Democrat” and liked Olof Palme.

In 1998, the Supreme Court rejected a prosecutor’s appeal to retry Pettersson, citing that the new evidence put before them was “not of such nature that a new trial can be granted in the case.”

On 29 September 2004, Pettersson died at the Karolinska University Hospital after he supposedly fell and suffered a cerebral haemorrhage. He had been in a coma since 16 September 2004 when he underwent emergency surgery for unspecified head injuries. Pettersson had reported being harassed by the police on 15 September, the day before he was found with head injuries, with unsubstantiated rumours circulating that he was a victim of police violence. Pettersson was buried in his home town of Sollentuna in January 2005.

Shortly before Pettersson was taken to hospital, he had contacted the son of Olof Palme, Mårten Palme, explaining he had something to tell the family. Palme said he was willing to meet Pettersson if he was ready to confess to the murder. But the meeting did not take place, and what Pettersson had to tell was never revealed.

According to a documentary aired on the Swedish TV channel SVT in February 2006, associates of Pettersson claimed that he had confessed to them his role in Olof Palme’s murder, but with the explanation that it was a case of mistaken identity. Pettersson had intended to kill a drug dealer, dressed in similar clothing, who often walked along the same street at night. The show also suggested that there was greater police awareness than previously acknowledged due to surveillance of drug activity in the area. The police had several officers in apartments and cars along those few blocks of Sveavägen but, 45 minutes before the murder, the police monitoring ceased. In the light of these revelations, Swedish police undertook reviewing the Palme case and Pettersson’s role. However, in an op-ed in the newspaper Dagens Nyheter on 28 February 2006, two senior SVT reporters criticised the TV documentary severely, claiming that the filmmaker had fabricated a number of statements while omitting other contradictory evidence.

Previous posts have discussed Dr Gruff Penrhyn Jones, who used to work at Waunfawr Surgery near Caernarfon. Dr Penrhyn Jones grew up near Caernarfon, went to school at Atlantic College in south Wales, where he met his wife who was Finnish. Dr Penrhyn Jones subsequently studied medicine and his wife qualified as an Angel. They lived in Sweden for a long while and Dr Penrhyn Jones’s son is a police officer in Sweden. Dr Penrhyn Jones’s father was a Top Doctor near Caernarfon. He knew Gwynne and Dafydd.

I always viewed Dr Penrhyn Jones as far nicer than most of his colleagues, but I had a few interesting experiences with him. One wrongful arrest of me on the orders of the Chairman of the North West Wales NHS Trust, Elfed Roberts and the CEO of the Trust, Martin Jones, was witnessed by a senior lecturer at Bangor University who subsequently wrote to the police and to the Chairman of the Trust to demand some answers (no of course she never got them, they refused to communicate with her). Dr Penrhyn Jones became very cross and said that she ‘shouldn’t have written those letters’. Dr Penrhyn Jones also refused to document what had happened on my medical records.

I ended up seeing Dr Penrhyn Jones because one of the partners in the Waunfawr practice, Stephen Williams, was famously vile, unhelpful and hated most of his patients and the other partner, Huw Roberts, had always been very pleasant to me but then I discovered that Dr Roberts was writing the most extraordinary things on my records and to third parties that were, sort of, a pack of lies… See previous posts.

After I was threatened at gunpoint as discussed in previous posts – I did mention it to Dr Penrhyn Jones – just a few weeks later I received a letter from him explaining that he was retiring from the Waunfawr practice, moving abroad and did not ever expect to practice medicine in the UK again.

 

Another suspect re Olof Palme’s murder, Victor Gunnarsson, emigrated to the US, where he was the victim of an unrelated murder in 1993. Palme’s assassination remains unsolved.

 

On 14 December 2012, a coroner stated that Eva died as a result of her “dependent abuse” of drugs.

Eva’s obituary was published in the Indie on 12 July 2012. Here is an extract:

Organisations with which she became involved included the Mary Rose Trust, Royal Opera House and Prince’s Foundation for Building Community. Two charities on which she focused particular attention, because of their work in preventing drug abuse, were Action on Addiction and the Mentor Foundation. She gave £100,000 to establish Mentor in 2000 and had since donated a further £500,000. Eric Carlin, Chief Executive of the charity, which tries to direct young people away from drugs, said: “If it wasn’t for Mrs Rausing, I’m not sure we could have stayed afloat.”

Following the incident she said: “I have made a serious mistake which I very much regret. I intend to leave as soon as possible to seek the help that I very much need. I have made a grave error and I consider myself to have taken a wrong turn in the course of my life. I am very sorry for the upset I have caused. I thank my family and friends for their kindness and understanding.”

Hank Dittmar, chief executive of the Prince’s Foundation, of which she was a trustee, commented at the time: “We support Eva Rausing in her efforts to overcome her problems, and look forward to her completion of her treatment programme. She remains a dedicated member of the Prince’s Foundation’s board of trustees.”

The event cast a spotlight on the normally private lives of the couple. Andy McSmith’s feature for this newspaper at the time began: “If Hans K and his wife, Eva, were 25 years younger, you might think them the poor little rich kids. They were born into vast wealth, more money than anyone could spend in a lifetime, reckoned not in millions, but billions.”

The circumstances of her death remain unclear. Hans Kristian Rausing was arrested on Tuesday 10 July at their home and then taken for medical treatment. A post-mortem that afternoon was unable to establish a clear cause of death for Eva.

Marcus Williamson

Eva Kemeny, heiress and philanthropist: born US 7 March 1964; married Hans Kristian Rausing (two boys, two girls); found dead, London 10 July 2012.

Eva held a number of Company Directorships:

Hans Kristian Rausing, an heir to the Tetra Pak packaging fortune, admitted he hid the body of his “beloved” wife Eva for two months in a barricaded bedroom in the upstairs annex of their mansion because he was unable to “let her leave”, Isleworth crown court has heard.

Her resting place, the court heard, was a squalid room to which entry was banned for anyone but the couple, and which for the last four years had become their home as they retreated from the world in the grip of a drug addiction that had blighted their adult lives.

When finally faced with the reality of her death, after the police arrested him for driving under the influence of drugs on 9 July, Rausing told a psychiatrist: “I know it sounds selfish but I just didn’t want her to leave.”

Appearing in court on Wednesday, Rausing, 49, spoke only to answer to his name, and to reply “guilty”, when asked how he pleaded to the charge that he prevented the decent and lawful burial of his wife of 19 years.

He was sentenced to 10 months in prison suspended for two years, and ordered to undergo a two-year drug rehabilitation programme. His only detailed comments on why he had left his wife’s body decomposing under a pile of clothes next to a bed in their ramshackle room came in a statement he made to police which was read to the court.

“My condition has stabilised,” he said. “I fully understand my beloved wife of 19 years has died and I am devastated … by her death. I do not have a very coherent recollection of the events leading up to and since Eva’s death save to assure you that I have never wished her or done her any harm. I did not supply her with drugs. I have been traumatised since her death. I did not feel able to confront the reality of her death … I tried to carry on as if her death had not happened. I batted away inquiries about her. I took some measures to reduce the smell. I believe in the period since she died I have suffered some form of breakdown.”

Sitting behind the glass-fronted dock, Rausing wore a pair of headphones and blinked slowly as the court heard Alex Cameron QC, representing him, describe how the addictions the couple had overcome for 11 years took hold again when they succumbed to the urge to have a glass of champagne on millennium eve.

By 2008 Rausing had become an effective recluse and the couple lived together in the upstairs room on the second floor of their mansion in Chelsea, barring anyone else from entering.

“They were deeply ashamed of their situation, and the thought of meeting people and explaining their situation was too much to bear,” said Cameron.

Rausing’s only human contact was with his wife, on whom he was completely dependant, the barrister said.

Until that point the couple – who met in their mid 20s in drug rehab, married in 1992 and had four children – had lived for some 11 years as a normal, happy family. But Rausing, in particular, had always been plagued by a reserve and insecurity.

“Despite or because of the economic circumstances of his upbringing, the defendant had always had unusually strong social anxiety, and feelings of inferiority and a tendency to medicate his anxiety by drug taking and to deal with emotional conflict by denial,” Cameron said.

Rausing was present when his wife, 48, died of suspected heart failure coupled with drug taking on the morning of 7 May – a time of death established by her pacemaker, which was fitted some years before to treat heart problems. His wife had not long returned from California on 29 April, and had seen her financial adviser on 3 May, because she had been concerned about her husband’s increasingly chaotic lifestyle.

Faced with her death he was “initially numb and paralysed”. “He has no recollection at all of the next 10 or 12 hours,” said Cameron. “He didn’t move the body. He described her as appearing quite restful. “He felt quite unable to face up to the fact that Eva had died and almost like a small child couldn’t face up to telling anyone else, so took steps to delay the moment of facing up to the reality.”

But the truth began to unfold when Rausing was arrested on 9 July while driving erratically in Wandsworth, south London. In his car the police found large amounts of post addressed to his wife, and drug paraphernalia including a crack pipe in the footwell of the vehicle. Tests showed the presence of cocaine, morphine, temazepam and diazepam in his body.

When asked where his wife was, Rausing welled up, and said she had gone to California two weeks earlier. During a search of his six-storey home in Cadogan Place later police noticed the staff were hesitant when they asked for access to the second-floor annex.

Here’s Hans and Eva’s place, it’s No 62:

A policeman stands guard in front of the home of Eva Rausing in London

James O’Connell, prosecuting, said: “Officers took the lift up to the second floor and as they did so they noticed a smell indicating to the officers that there may be a decomposing body there. They noticed a room which had been sealed by locks and the use of gaffer tape. On entry it was discovered in a very untidy state. There was a bed and on top of it a pile of clothes and other material. It was under this pile of clothes that a body in an advanced state of decomposition was found. It was noted subsequently that some deodorising powder had been used on the clothing and items on top of the body,”

Sentencing Rausing on Wednesday, Judge Richard McGregor-Johnson said: “If ever there was an illustration of the utterly destructive effect of drug misuse on an individual and their family, it is to be found in the facts of this case. Your relapse into the misuse of drugs together with your wife … is graphically illustrated by the difference between the rooms that visitors saw in your home and the utter squalor of the room you really lived in.”

Had he been no more than a rich drug user, he would have received an immediate jail term, but the judge said he took into account Rausing’s mental state at the time and his continuing need for treatment.

Rausing also admitted driving while under the influence of drugs, and received a two-month concurrent suspended jail sentence for the offence.

Neil Saunders, the barrister who seems to have made the initial appearance in Court to defend Hans after Eva’s body was found decomposing upstairs, describes his work on the Chambers’ website thus:

He has advised and appeared in a number of very high profile cases that received considerable media and press attention including cases which involved highly reputable families where children or relations became involved in either violence in night clubs or allegations of rape at house parties.

Neil has defended in numerous police discipline cases including allegations of dishonesty, excessive force, matters of sexual impropriety by police officers whilst on duty; also in cases directed by IOPC. Police disciplinary proceedings both before Metropolitan and Provincial forces.

Appears on behalf of respondents to special procedure hearings and in sports disciplinary hearings.

Appeared in Divisional court cases involving drink driving legislation and custody time limits.

Crime:

  • Serious crime including murder, human and drug trafficking and serious sexual allegations
  • Money laundering/complex commercial fraud
  • Mortgage fraud
  • Banking/advance fee/derivative frauds
  • Share dealing allegations
  • Tax and VAT fraud
  • Bribery/corruption
  • Cartels and price fixing/computer misuse

Professional Discipline:

  • Police misconduct in disciplinary hearings and PATs
  • Misfeasance in a public office
  • Regulatory crime/health and safety

Asset Recovery:

  • Criminal confiscation; search and seizure orders
  • Restraint, third party rights and contempt; civil recovery under Proceeds of Crime Act 2002

Neil Saunders works in the Chambers of Alexander Cameron. Alexander Cameron, who was also wheeled out to defend Hans when the decomposing corpse of his wife was found hidden in his house in a room from which everyone was forbidden to enter, after Neil had helped out at Hans’s first Court appearance thus ensuring that Hans didn’t find himself on remand for a year after being charged with murder, is Call Me Dave’s brother.

Alexander Cameron was educated at Eton and Bristol University and was called to the Bar from the Inner Temple in 1986. One of his high-profile cases include heading the legal chambers that represented Rebekah Brooks in a phone hacking defence.

Alex, as the Digger and Rebekah got their grubby paws on documents stolen from my house in the 1990s, how do you feel about representing me free of charge?

Alexander Cameron is a member of White’s. His dad was Chairman of White’s when Sir Peter Morrison was a member. But then Ian, Alexander and Call Me Dave’s dad, had a lot of links with Gwynne and Dafydd’s network. Call Me Dave was an Oxford undergrad during the years of Class A drugs excess there, when the grander students were treated very leniently by the Oxford magistrates. One of whom was Alexander and Call Me Dave’s mum! See post ‘Is The Party Over Yet?’
Hans Kristian Rausing – heir to the Tetra Pak packaging company billions – is back in the news following the second police raid on his home this year. How did a member of this retiring, philanthropic family hit such difficult times? Stephen Moss reports.

Details of the A4 incident are as hazy as the Audi’s alleged driving. Some reports have the 44-year-old Rausing leaping out of the bedroom window of his Chelsea home when the police, with or without a battering ram, according to which report you believe, arrived. “Officers were let in by a member of staff at the house,” said the police’s less lurid, window-less account. “The premises were searched. He was not at the address and inquiries continue.” “They haven’t come back and I don’t know when they’ll be back,” a maid told reporters attempting to track down the Rausings.

Where might the police be looking for Rausing? His £50m estate in Barbados perhaps? Or the 900-acre estate in Sussex owned by his father Hans? Or on the luxury cruise liner The World, on which Hans Jr owns an apartment. This promises to be an exotic inquiry. In reality, however, Interpol has not been alerted. The pursuit of Rausing will take the leisurely form of a letter from the Metropolitan Police traffic unit asking him to explain his actions, unless he pitches up at a police station to come clean in the next 28 days.

Rausing Jr’s travails have become, in tabloidese, “The curse of the Tetra Pak dynasty”. Drugs have been the demon haunting his gilded life. He and his wife met in a rehab clinic in the US and, after her arrest in April, Eva admitted her problems were not over. “I have made a serious mistake which I very much regret,” she said. “I intend to leave as soon as possible to seek the help that I very much need. I have made a grave error and I consider myself to have taken a wrong turn in the course of my life. I am very sorry for the upset I have caused. I thank my family and friends for their kindness and understanding.”

The irony is that for the past decade the Rausings have been in the forefront of the battle against drugs. Hans Jr has been one of the prime movers in the charity Mentor, which tries to steer young people away from drugs. Eva is its patron and has donated an estimated £700,000 to the charity since it was founded seven years ago. Prince Charles has described Rausing Jr as a “very special philanthropist” because of his support for Mentor and other drugs charities.

The curse of the Tetra Pak dynasty has so far proved a selective one. Hans Kristian is the youngest of Hans Rausing’s three children, and his two sisters are notable for their academic achievements and tireless philanthropy. If we want to indulge in amateur psychology, it looks very much like the youngest child finding it impossible to compete with his high-flying siblings and attempting to establish an identity for himself through rebellion.

Whereas Lisbet Rausing, Hans Kristian’s eldest sister, studied at Berkeley and Harvard and is now a research fellow at Imperial College, and Sigrid studied at York and did a PhD in anthropology at University College London, their brother’s education was patchier. The only anthropology he seems to have done was in India, where he made rather too close a study of the indigenous drug culture. He was being treated in a clinic in the US for the addiction that had developed in India when he met his wife-to-be, Eva Kemeny, the similarly troubled daughter of a wealthy Pepsi executive. They now have four young children.

The Rausing family secrets are difficult to uncover. Father Hans, now in his 80s and living in Wadhurst, Sussex, where he raises deer and collects vintage cars, is the reclusive’s reclusive. He sold his half of the Tetra Pak company, which was founded by his father Ruben in the early 1950s, to his now late brother Gad in 1996 for close on £5bn. Tetra Pak is now controlled by Gad’s three children, Kirsten, Finn and Jorn, all of whom keep a subterranean profile (partly, it is believed, because of an attempt to kidnap Jorn in 1989). But Hans Sr is far from retired from business, and has investments in Russia and Ukraine. His personal fortune is estimated at almost £6bn. Gad’s widow, Birgit, who lives in Switzerland, also owns a substantial part of Tetra Laval, the giant packaging company that grew from the famous tetrahedron pack that Ruben Rausing patented in 1944.

Hans’ sale of his part of the company may be at the heart of his son’s difficulties in finding a role. Whereas Gad’s children take an active part in the management of Tetra Laval, Hans apparently has his charity work, occasional tennis, opera-going, and oceans of time. As the Sunday Telegraph noted at the time of the drug allegations in April, he is described as a financier, but it is difficult to see what he finances.

His sisters, with their academic rootedness and their orchestrated philanthropy, have managed to circumvent these dangers. They have also, unusually for this retiring clan, given insights into their world. Indeed, Lisbet, the eldest but least publicly known of Hans’ three children, has given a clue to what may be the central fact about the dynasty: that they are an ordinary, unassuming provincial Swedish family who feel uncomfortable with the trappings of plutocracy. Perhaps the curse of the Tetra Pak does have some mileage after all.

The Rausing children grew up in Lund, a solid, churchy university town in southern Sweden. Sigrid has described it as a “typical 60s upbringing”. Hans and Gad only decamped to the UK with their families in the early 80s, when the appeal of the Thatcherite tax regime over Swedish welfarism became too great (Gad later moved on to the even more “tax-efficient” Switzerland).

Lisbet has drawn a fetching picture of life in Lunt: “We didn’t have cooks or chauffeurs, or anything. Sweden is different from England that way. More classless. And I am glad because it meant I learned how to do things: how to cook and so forth. My younger brother and sister and I always had the same pocket money as everyone else, and we went to normal village schools. I suppose some of the other children might have been aware of our family being different. But the little medieval university town I grew up in was very academic. A lot of the kids were children of vicars and doctors.” The fact that his family left Lunt and became global tax exiles when he was in his late teens may have left its mark on Hans Kristian.

Lisbet has also stressed her father’s lack of interest in money (a claim that does not quite square with the family’s flight from tax-heavy Sweden). “I don’t think my father ever thought money was important,” she says. “He was – still is – always thinking about machines and innovations and fixing things. That is his passion. He just likes solving problems. He has that kind of mind. Money is a by-product.” Friends emphasise Hans Sr’s bookishness, a quality shared by his wife Marit, who had been a lecturer in medieval German. This was an ordinary, academic, middle-class Swedish family saddled with an invention capable of generating the most extraordinary amounts of money, the Harry Potter of packaging patents.

Sigrid also gave a rare, and revealing, interview to the Guardian in 2004, in which she explained that excessive wealth was not all it was cracked up to be. “I grew up being acutely uncomfortable,” she said. “In the 1960s and 70s, Sweden was very progressive, not a good place to be a capitalist. I spent so many of my teenage years skulking in doorways, hiding away. I was very paranoid about anyone finding me out. I wanted to be who I was and didn’t want to hide anything any more. I know people who are emotionally crippled by money they inherited. It does not help anyone.”

Lisbet and Sigrid both have houses in Holland Park and large Scottish estates. But they do give the impression that they would have been perfectly happy never to have inherited a laminated chunk of the Tetra Pak billions. Sigrid, who has carved out a new career as proprietor of Granta Magazine and Portobello Books, devoted the best part of a decade to working on a book (based on her PhD), History, Memory and Identity in Post-Soviet Estonia: The End of a Collective Farm, which is not something you could imagine Paris Hilton doing.

Sigrid has engaged in philanthropy of an industrial scale and given away an estimated £50m. Might guilt be one element driving her giving? In 2002 the investigative reporter Nick Davies wrote a long article in the Guardian alleging that Hans Rausing Sr was using his “non-domicile” status in the UK (resident here but without having severed all his connections with Sweden) to minimise tax payments on his vast fortune. When a Guardian journalist raised this with Sigrid in an interview two years later, asking her how she had reacted to the allegations, her response was telling: “I cried and cried. You shouldn’t blame someone for following the tax regime in a country. One should blame the government for their rules.”

Sigrid described herself as a liberal, and said that great wealth was something you had to come to terms with. “Be open about it and be active with it.” In an interview with Vogue in 2006, she embraced the guilt question head on when asked why, when she was young, she found it so hard to say no to requests for money. “I would like to think it was guilt,” she said, “but I think it was probably shame, if I can make that distinction. People knew you had money, so you could never say, ‘Come back next month.’ Once you start giving away large sums of money and you find the causes you’re really interested in, then you can say no quite legitimately.” She also told Vogue that the original move from Sweden had not been prompted by a desire to exploit non-dom status in the UK, but by fear of Sweden’s punitive inheritance tax regime. “It was so high in Sweden,” she said, “that if my father and uncle had died, the company would effectively have been nationalised.”

Her attitude to money, as with her father, is paradoxical. They’re not that keen on it, but don’t want to lose it. They will give away large amounts of it, but are anxious to avoid tax where they can. Hans Sr is said to be frugal in personal habits and to be critical of fellow billionaires who flaunt their wealth, yet lives in a luxurious, marble-floored house on his large Sussex estate, with his beloved deer roaming across his rolling acres. The family is vestigially Swedish, but with a large helping of nouveau riche Russian.

It’s a tricky combination. Sigrid has admitted suffering from depression in her mid-20s and to undergoing therapy. When she was 34, she married art dealer Dennis Hotz and converted to Judaism (they later divorced and she is now married to the film producer Eric Abraham). The guilt she feels at the treatment of Jews, which fed her conversion, reflects a wider concern with injustice. “We live in a profoundly unfair society,” she said in her Vogue interview. “Wealth is increasing for the wealthy and debt is increasing for those in debt. Once you know that, it seems to me that you can’t not try to do something for the common good with that money.”

Sigrid’s answer has been to throw herself into philanthropy and to cultivate the literati. If you’ve got vast quantities of money, spend it on what matters to you. She says she has found patronage “liberating”. It seems that her brother has yet to find that sense of liberation. For him, vast wealth has been a prison. The prang on the A4 was a minor incident given unwarranted attention by the media. But within it is a sorrow that reminds us that wealth does not bring happiness, and that there are worse fates than a perpetual credit-card bill.

Eva Rausing’s sister Bo was formerly married to Jack Kidd, the brother of model Jodie Kidd…

An article in the Daily Mail in 2008 stated re the Rausings that the family investments are an ‘impenetrable web’, invested through holdings ‘understood to funnel back to Liechtenstein and the Cayman Islands’.

Cap’n Bob’s dosh was invested in Liechtenstein…

Hans married again after ‘delaying the burial’ of Eva’s body. He married Julia Delves Broughton, daughter of Sir Evelyn Delves Broughton, 12th Bt, in June 2014. Julia is the sister of Isabella Blow (née Delves Broughton), who was raised on the family estate Doddington Park in Staffordshire. Isabella has starred in earlier posts. She was a highly influential fashion designer who encountered serious mental health problems and was found dead on 7 May 2007 after clinical negligence on the part of an expensive private healthcare facility so impressive that it would have made the Hergest Unit proud.

Isabella Blow

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Isabella Blow arrives as a guest at the Turner Prize, December 2005.
Born
Isabella Delves Broughton

(1958-11-19)19 November 1958

Died 7 May 2007(2007-05-07) (aged 48)

Cause of death Suicide by paraquat poisoning
Resting place Gloucester Cathedral
Years active 1993–2007
Spouse(s) Nicholas Taylor (1981–1983)
Detmar Blow (1989–2007)

Isabella “Issie” Blow (19 November 1958-7 May 2007) was the muse of hat designer Philip Treacy, and is credited with discovering the models Stella Tennant and Sophie Dahl as well as propelling and continually advocating the career of fashion designer Alexander McQueen

Isabella was born in Marylebone – Harley Street Land – and was the eldest child of Major Sir Evelyn Delves Broughton, a Military officer, and his second wife, Helen Mary Shore, a barrister. Sir Evelyn was the only son of Jock Delves Broughton; his sister, Rosamond, married Simon Fraser, 15th Lord Lovat in 1938.

Blow had two sisters, Julia and Lavinia; her brother, John, drowned in the family’s swimming pool at the age of 2. In 1972, when she was 14, Isabella’s parents separated and her mother left the household, bidding each daughter farewell with a handshake. Her parents divorced two years later. Isabella did not get along with her father, who bequeathed her only £5,000 from his estate, which was worth more than one million pounds. Blow studied for her A-levels at Heathfield School, after which she enrolled at a secretarial college and then took odd jobs.

Blow moved to New York City in 1979 to study Ancient Chinese Art at Columbia University and shared a flat with the actress Catherine Oxenberg. A year later, she left the Art History programme at Columbia, moved to Texas and worked for Guy Laroche. In 1981 she married her first husband, Nicholas Taylor (whom she divorced in 1983), and was introduced to the fashion director of the US edition of Vogue, Anna Wintour. Blow was hired initially as Wintour’s assistant, but it was not long before she was assisting André Leon Talley, as of 2008 US Vogues editor-at-large. While working in New York, Isabella befriended Andy Warhol and Jean-Michel Basquiat.

Andy Warhol died suddenly and unexpectedly on 22 Feb 1987, when the international trafficking/drug distribution operation that involved Ollie Brooke and numerous other Top Docs and lawyers was rather jumpy, what with Ollie having gone to jail just two months previously. The Gay Plague had taken off, in the US as well as the UK…

Warhol died in Manhattan at 6:32 a.m. on February 22, 1987 at age 58. According to news reports, he had been making a good recovery from gallbladder surgery at New York Hospital before dying in his sleep from a sudden post-operative irregular heartbeat. Prior to his diagnosis and operation, Warhol delayed having his recurring gallbladder problems checked, as he was afraid to enter hospitals and see doctors. His family sued the hospital for inadequate care, saying that the arrhythmia was caused by improper care and water intoxication. The malpractice case was quickly settled out of court; Warhol’s family received an undisclosed sum of money.

Isabella Blow returned to London in 1986 and worked for Michael Roberts, then the fashion director of ‘Tatler’ and ‘The Sunday Times’ Style magazine. During this period she was romantically linked to editor Tim Willis. In 1989, Blow married her second husband, barrister and art dealer Detmar Hamilton Blow, a grandson (and namesake) of the early 20th-century society architect Detmar Blow, in Gloucester Cathedral. Philip Treacy designed the bride’s wedding headdress and a now-famous fashion relationship was forged. Realizing Treacy’s talent, Blow established Treacy in her London flat, where he worked on his collections.

In 1993 Isabella worked with the photographer Steven Meisel producing the Babes in London shoot, which featured Plum Sykes, Bella Freud and Honor Fraser. See previous posts for gen on Plum and Bella Freud. Blow was the fashion director of Tatler and consulted for DuPont Lycra, Lacoste, and Swarovski.

Blow starred in 2005 in a project by artist Matthieu Laurette, commissioned and produced by Frieze Projects 2005. It consisted of daily guided tours of Frieze Art Fair led by Blow and fellow international fashion experts Peter Saville, Kira Joliffe, and Bay Garnett. Shortly before her death, Blow was the creative director and stylist of a series of books for an Arabic beauty magazine, Alef; the books were being produced by Kuwaiti fashion entrepreneur Sheikh Majed al-Sabah.

Toward the end of her life, Blow became seriously depressed. Diana Mitford’s granddaughter, Daphne Guinness, a friend of Blow’s, stated: “She was upset that Alexander McQueen didn’t take her along when he sold his brand to Gucci. Once the deals started happening, she fell by the wayside. Everybody else got contracts, and she got a free dress”. According to a 2002 interview with Tamsin Blanchard, it was Blow who brokered the deal in which Gucci purchased McQueen’s label. Other pressures on her included financial problems (Blow was disinherited by her father in 1994) and infertility.

Isabella and Detmar Blow separated in 2004. Detmar Blow went on to have an affair with Stephanie Theobald, the society editor of British ‘Harper’s Bizarre’. Isabella was diagnosed with bipolar disorder and began undergoing ECT. She also had an affair with Matthew Mellon; however, after an eighteen-month separation, Isabella and Detmar Blow were reconciled.

Soon afterward, Isabella was diagnosed with ovarian cancer. Isabella began telling friends that she was suicidal. In 2006, Blow attempted suicide with an overdose of sleeping pills. Later that year, Blow again attempted suicide by jumping from the Hammersmith Flyover, which resulted in her breaking both ankles. Blow made several more suicide attempts in 2007, by driving her car into the rear of a lorry, attempting to obtain horse tranquilizers, trying to drown herself in a lake and by overdosing while on a beach in India.

Isabella’s wiki entry tells us that: On 6 May 2007, during a weekend house party at Hilles, where the guests included Philip Treacy and his partner, Stefan Bartlett, Blow announced that she was going shopping. Instead, she was later discovered collapsed on a bathroom floor by her sister Lavinia and was taken to Gloucestershire Royal Hospital, where Blow told the doctor she had drunk the weedkiller Paraquat. She died at the hospital the following day. Blow’s death was initially reported as being caused by ovarian cancer; however, a coroner later ruled the death a suicide. At the inquest, Blow’s sister, Lavinia Verney, stated that after she discovered her sister had ingested the poison, Blow had told her, “I’m worried that I haven’t taken enough.”

There are other accounts of Isabella’s final days detailing appalling negligence, of a highly paid Angel ‘specifically allocated’ to Isabella who didn’t recognise Isabella or know who she was, of Angels and Top Docs allowing Isabella to leave the premises alone in the aftermath of serious suicide attempts when no sensible person would have left Isabella alone for 10 mins…

The Guardian, 12 May 2007:

Her sister-in-law, Selina Blow, told the Guardian she had recently undergone an operation for ovarian cancer and her health had suffered badly as a result. “We are all very upset,” said Ms Blow yesterday…

Tests carried out on Blow’s body proved positive for weedkiller, according to the Gloucestershire deputy coroner, David Dooley.

[Isabella’s] father-in-law, who struggled with depression, also took his own life by taking weedkiller.

Last weekend she had hosted a party at Hilles, her Cotswolds country home, with guests including royal milliner Philip Treacy, whose career she had helped promote by wearing his most colourful creations. She told them she was going shopping, but was found later in a “poorly state” by her sister.

She died in Gloucestershire Royal hospital on Monday.

Mr Dooley, who opened the inquest on Thursday, said the initial cause of death was given by the pathologist, Neil Shepherd, as being from the effects of a drug overdose. “I have queried this with Prof Shepherd and he says that is the right way of describing the pharmacological effect of any chemical on the body. We will need to take formal statements and investigate all the circumstances and this will be dealt with before the main inquest on October 24.”

A stylist who helped launch the careers of Alexander McQueen and Julien Macdonald, Blow was once described as one of the 20 most important people in fashion. Born Isabella Delves Broughton in 1958, she was the granddaughter of “Jock” Delves Broughton, who was tried and acquitted for the murder of the 22nd Earl of Errol in Kenya in 1941. He later returned to Britain and committed suicide…

Isabella’s close friend and one-time colleague Philip Treacy now makes hats for Royalty. Thirty-six of Treacy’s hats were worn at the William and Princess Middleton’s wedding in April 2011. Treacy designed over 20 of the hats worn at Harry and Meghan’s wedding in May 2018, including those worn by Camilla, Princess Middleton and Oprah Winfrey. Meghan chose a Treacy hat for her first official Royal event in December 2017.

In July 2018, Treacy credited Brenda with “single–handedly saving the British hat industry”. I think he meant ‘my business’.

Camilla, sporting a Treacy hat in June 2012

Philip Treacy was awarded an honorary OBE for services to the British fashion industry by Carlo and Camilla at a special ceremony in  Clarence House in November 2007. Treacy designed the headdress worn by Camilla for her wedding to Carlo.

Isabella’s funeral was held at Gloucester Cathedral on 15 May 2007. Her pallbearers included her godson Otis Ferry, a son of the rock star Bryan Ferry. Actor Rupert Everett and actress Joan Collins delivered eulogies and opera singer Charles Eliasch sang. A memorial service was held in the Guards Chapel in London on 18 September 2007, where Anna Wintour and Geordie Greig (UK newspaper exec: see post ‘Did Glenda Play A Key Role In Keeping It All Out Of The Media?’) spoke. Prince Michael and Princess Michael of Kent were in attendance.

Otis Ferry’s mum Lucy was found shot dead on 23 July 2018. ‘Suicide’. Lucy Margaret Mary Birley (formerly Ferry; née Helmore; 18 September 1959-23 July 2018) was a model and socialite who was divorced from Bryan Ferry and married to Robin Birley.

Lucy Birley was born in Shropshire. Her father worked for many years at Lloyd’s of London .Lucy was photographed by photographer Robert Mapplethorpe, and designers such as Christian Lacroix, Manolo Blahnik and Philip Treacy cited her as an influence on their work”. Lucy posed as the cover model for Roxy Music’s album ‘Avalon’. Aged 22 and with Ferry 14 years her senior, they married on 26 June 1982, at the Church of St Anthony and St George at Duncton, West Sussex. The Ferrys divorced on 31 March 2003; Lucy was reportedly paid £10 million in the settlement.

In October 2006, Lucy married Robin Birley, the 48-year-old son of Lady Annabel Goldsmith and Mark Birley. The Goldsmiths are linked to Dafydd’s network, as discussed in previous posts and comments….

Lucy Birley died on 23 July 2018, aged 58, from a ‘self-inflicted gunshot’ while on holiday in the Republic of Ireland.

Lee Alexander McQueen (17 March 1969-11 February 2010) ‘died by suicide in 2010, at the age of 40, at his home in Mayfair’. McQueen’s death was announced on the afternoon of 11 February 2010. In the morning, his housekeeper found him hanged at his home. Paramedics were called and they pronounced him dead at the scene.

David LaChapelle, a friend of the designer, said that McQueen “was doing a lot of drugs and was very unhappy” at the time of his death. Dr Stephen Pereira, McQueen’s psychiatrist, said he had mixed anxiety and depressive disorder for at least three years and had twice taken drug overdoses as “cries for help”. Pereira also said that McQueen had repeatedly missed psychiatric sessions, adding that there had been “enormous difficulty in getting him to personally, physically come to appointments”.

McQueen left a note saying, “Look after my dogs, sorry, I love you, Lee.” The Met Police stated that the note was not suspicious, but did not confirm that the death was a suicide. On 17 February 2010, Westminster Coroner’s Court was told that a post-mortem found that McQueen’s death was due to  asphyxiation and hanging. The inquest was adjourned until 28 April 2010, where McQueen’s death was officially recorded as suicide. McQueen, who had been diagnosed with mixed anxiety and depressive disorder, took an overdose prior to hanging himself. He had taken drug overdoses in May and July 2009. Coroner Dr Paul Knapman reported finding “a significant level of cocaine, sleeping pills, and tranquillizers in the blood samples taken after the designer’s death.”

Paul Knapman trained at St George’s and for decades has been wheeled out to pronounce on every dodgy celebrity death. When I worked in London I was told, openly, that Knapman was ‘corrupt’. Knapman was the Coroner for Lord Lucan’s nanny Sandra Rivett. Lord Lucan was mates with Sir Jams Goldsmith and Lady Lucan was denounced as mad by psychiatrists paid by her husband. On the night that her husband disappeared, Lady Lucan turned up at St George’s Hospital with head injuries and valuable time was wasted because St George’s denounced her as er mad. Meanwhile there was a dead nanny in the basement of the family home and Lord L buggered off, never to be seen again. See previous posts.

Paul Knapman was also the man who told an inquest that Lord Snowdon’s long-term mistress Ann Hills ‘had committed suicide’ after consuming a quantity of tablets that any Top Doc or toxicologist would know could not have killed her and was found in a kneeling position dressed in party gear in a kneeling position on the roof of her penthouse in London. Ann’s father was a Top Doc who was a cousin of Sigmund Freud and was facilitating organised abuse. Ann worked as a high class call girl and was found dead days before the Waterhouse Inquiry opened. See ‘Error Of Judgement?’

On behalf of Lee McQueen’s family, Alexander McQueen [the company] today announces the tragic news that Lee McQueen, the founder and designer of the Alexander McQueen brand, has been found dead at his home. At this stage it is inappropriate to comment on this tragic news beyond saying that we are devastated and are sharing a sense of shock and grief with Lee’s family. Lee’s family has asked for privacy in order to come to terms with this terrible news and we hope the media will respect this.

— Alexander McQueen Office, Official Website, 11 February 2010

On 3 February 2010, McQueen wrote on his Twitter page that his mother had died the day before, adding: “RIP mumxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx.” Four days later, he wrote that he had had an “awful week” but said “friends have been great”, adding: “now i have to some how pull myself together”. McQueen is survived by his father, three sisters, and two brothers.

McQueen’s funeral took place on 25 February 2010 at St. Paul’s Church, Knightsbridge. His ashes were later scattered on the Isle of Skye at Kilmuir. His Skye ancestry had been a strong influence in his life and work. McQueen’s Scottish heritage – his father was born and had ancestral roots in Skye – was evident in his life and work. In asking for his remains to be interred in Kilmuir, looking over the sea in the north of Skye, Alexander McQueen has joined members of his clan going back over many generations.

Can that other celebrity Scot from a wee rural island background Lord Jack McConnell, who knows a great deal about Dafydd’s criminality and indeed rose to the top of the Labour Party in Scotland by concealing it, as described in previous posts, tell us anything about McQueen’s final days?

A memorial was held for McQueen on 20 September 2010. It was attended by Björk, Kate Moss, Sarah Jessica Parker, Naomi Campbell, Stella McCartney, Lady Gaga and Anna Wintour amongst 2,500 other invited guests. On 18 February 2010, Robert Polet, the President and Chief Executive of the Gucci Group, announced that the Alexander McQueen business would carry on without its founder and creative director. The BBC reported that McQueen had reserved £50,000 of his wealth for his pet dogs so they could live in the lap of luxury for the rest of their lives. He also bequeathed £100,000 each to four charities; these include the Battersea Dogs and Cats Home in South London and the Blue Cross animal welfare charity in Burford, Oxfordshire.

Note To Wider Society: Lest you still haven’t got the message, these folk are not jumping, they are being pushed and pushed by the Top Doctors. There is lie after lie after lie after lie being told, to the patients, to the families, to the media and at the inquests. At least some of the deaths are not even Top Docs ‘making mistakes’ or ‘not being able to save the patient’. They are good old fashioned murders. Follow the trail to Dafydd. Every bloody time. He’s a gangster who ran/runs a massive drug dealing operation and porn/sex work empire. And we were unlawfully left with him, although we told EVERYONE what he was doing.

 

Well, now I’ve written the blog and named the guilty, shall I mop up all the urine that’s covering the floor, after the rest of the world sat there wetting themselves for years while people died? I don’t work for the NHS so I can clean up blood, turds, urine etc, I don’t have to snap that I’m not paid to do that and bugger off while every other employee on the premises refuses to do it too. I knew that the Top Docs were sexually assaulting and killing people as well. I knew it years ago and I provided details in numerous letters to many people in authority. So lots of people conspired to have me framed and locked up, using the Expert Opinion of the Top Docs whom I had named as being involved in serious criminal activity.

 

She wasn’t very bright, she was 19 and had no idea what she was letting herself in for:

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Lord Tim Bell

Thanks to readers for the links re the death of the man who sold Thatcher to the British electorate for so many years, I did notice that he’d died but I was very busy with other things. I wasn’t going to mark Lord Tim’s passing on this blog but as he played a very substantial role in Britain being blighted by Thatch for so long and was responsible for the lies and propaganda behind the construction of Thatch as Superwoman as well as the suppression of much of what I have published on this blog, I decided that Tim at least deserved a mention.

The media obituaries have done an excellent job, reminding us that Tim sneered at the notion of behaving in an ethical manner, was ‘charming’ but completely amoral and also ‘worked for’ delights such as Augusto Pinochet’s friend and Minister (not Thatch, the other one, in Chile).

I did however see one date re Tim’s biography in his obituaries of which I had been previously unaware but I’ve certainly realised the significance of it…

So here’s a brief tribute to Tim Bell in the style of a poem by E.J. Thribb, Private Eye’s teenaged poet, who can always be relied upon to produce a verse when someone famous dies.

 

Lines On The Death Of Tim Bell

So Farewell then

Tim Bell

You were most famous for Selling Margaret Thatcher

And for the slogan ‘Labour Isn’t Working’

What was less well known was that on 19 November 1977

You were fined £50 after masturbating in your Hampstead window

In full view of female passers-by

Keith’s mum said that you worked for General Pinochet

But I reckon that you were working for Dafydd as well

Because you established Bell Pottinger in

1987/88

Brenda knighted you in

1991 The same year in which she knighted Peter Morrison

And Miranda gave you a peerage in

1998

E.J. Thribb (17 years)

 

For readers who haven’t been concentrating re recent posts, here’s a few clues to wake you up:

The 1987 Tory General Election victory. All party Leaders remained silent about Dafydd having Done It Again after Mary Wynch had just made legal history by suing him for wrongful arrest and illegal imprisonment. They all knew about the Cunning Plan to frame and imprison me, to whom Dafydd Had Done It Again, for a serious offence shortly after the election. As Thatch, the Windbag and Dr Death all thought that they would win the election, they were all quite happy to keep quiet.

Days before the General Election, Ollie Brooke won his appeal, had his sentence cut by Lord Chief Justice Geoffrey Lane and was quietly released from prison with the minimum of publicity. The police who had worked so hard to bring Ollie to Court were seething because they knew that he was Mr Big in a pan-European paedophile ring, but their comments were not reported until just a few years ago.

Peter Morrison remained in Gov’t after the 1987 victory and was given responsibility for Oil as an Energy Minister. Jimmy Savile was appointed to the General Management Taskforce at Broadmoor. Michael Havers the Attorney General blocked the prosecutions of a number of VIP child sex offenders.

Thanks Tim!!

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Accidents Happen

Nicholas Soames popped up on Radio 4 very recently banging on about a possible constitutional crisis, which reminded me that this dreadful old git still exists. Fatty Soames is best known for being the grandson of Churchill and a close friend of Carlo, as well as the most offensive man in the Commons.

Fatty is a ‘Private Eye’ favourite, they’re nearly as fond of Fatty as they used to be of Sir Jams Fishpaste.

Sir Nicholas Soames

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Shadow Secretary of State for Defence
In office
6 November 2003 – 10 May 2005
Leader Michael Howard
Preceded by Bernard Jenkin
Succeeded by Michael Ancram
Minister of State for the Armed Forces
In office
20 July 1994 – 2 May 1997
Prime Minister John Major
Preceded by Jeremy Hanley
Succeeded by John Reid
Parliamentary Secretary to the
Ministry of Agriculture, Fisheries and Food
In office
14 April 1992 – 20 July 1994
Prime Minister John Major
Preceded by David MacLean
Succeeded by Angela Browning
Member of Parliament
for Mid Sussex
Assumed office
1 May 1997
Preceded by Tim Renton
Majority 19,673 (31.9%)
Member of Parliament
for Crawley
In office
9 June 1983 – 1 May 1997
Preceded by Peter Hordern (Horsham and Crawley)
Succeeded by Laura Moffatt
Personal details
Born
Arthur Nicholas Winston Soames

12 February 1948 (age 71)
Croydon, Surrey, England

Political party Conservative
Spouse(s)
Catherine Weatherall
(m. 1981–1988)
Serena Smith
(m. 1993)
Children 3
Parents Christopher Soames
Mary Churchill
Alma mater Mons Officer Cadet School
Website Official website
Military career
Allegiance  United Kingdom
Service/branch  British Army
Years of service 1967–1975
Rank Second lieutenant
Service number 484270
Unit 11th Hussars
Royal Hussars

Sir Arthur Nicholas Winston Soames (born 12 February 1948), sometimes known as Nick Soames, served as the Tory MP for Crawley, 1983-97; since 1997 Fatty has been the MP for Mid-Sussex.

Fatty was Minister of State for the Armed Forces, 20 July 1994-2 May 1997, in John Major’s Gov’t. During that time, Fatty’s mate Carlo, in his capacity as Chancellor of UCNW, was presiding over the Gwerin’s en masse attack on senior sociologist Graham Day and sociologist Nerys Patterson, after Graham and Nerys dared spill the Gang’s pints. See eg. ‘Badlands’. The real problem that the Gang had was the trial of Peter Howarth for the sexual abuse of boys in care in north Wales, Patient F and I refusing to shut up about Dafydd sexually exploiting patients, Brown providing yet more evidence of Dafydd trying to bribe me into withdrawing my complaint, the Jillings investigation etc.

Lord David Treisman was General Secretary of the AUT at the time; the AUT represented some of the most badly behaved members of the Gang employed at UNCW. At the time, one of the AUT reps at UCNW was the son of a local Top Doctor who had worked with Dafydd and Gwynne and was of the Gang. Early in his career, David Treisman worked as a researcher at the Institute of Psychiatry at the Maudsley, in the Addiction Unit. The Maudsley was run entirely by Dafydd’s mates at that time and the chaos and Class A drug dealing that passed for Dafydd’s ‘detox treatment’ in north Wales (that was reaching impressive heights when the Gang declared war on Graham Day, as discussed in ‘The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron?’) had been learned by Dafydd at the knee of the people responsible for the Addiction Unit at the Institute of Psychiatry.

Treisman, once a Maoist and a member of the Communist Party, later achieved greatness in the Labour Party, serving as General Secretary, 24 July 2001-16 Dec 2003, where a significant part of his job was to maintain the support of the trade unions who had become disillusioned with Miranda’s Gov’t.

Treisman’s parents were of Eastern European Jewish origin and active Communists. Triesman was educated at the Stationers’ Company’s School in London, before going to Essex University and then King’s College, Cambridge.

After Triesman’s time working with Dafydd’s mates at the Maudsley, for a number of years, he was an academic at the South Bank Polytechnic (now London South Bank University) and held roles in NATFHE. A number of graduates of the South Bank Poly worked as social workers in north Wales and were named in the Waterhouse Report. Triesman became a full-time union official of NATFHE in 1984, holding the post of National Negotiating Secretary. He was General Secretary of the AUT, 1993-2001. In 2000, Treisman was elected a Visiting Fellow of Wolfson College, Cambridge.

Treisman was created a life peer on 9 January 2004 taking the title Baron Triesman, of Tottenham in the London Borough of Haringey. 

Previous posts eg. ‘A Direct Threat From MIND In Haringey ‘ have discussed how, by 1986 when I lived in Harringay, the Borough was controlled by a ring working in collaboration with Dafydd.

In 2004, Treisman was appointed as a Lord in Waiting (Gov’t Whip in the Lords).

Under Miranda, Triesman served as a junior Minister in the Foreign and Commonwealth Office, 10 May 2005-28 June 2007, with responsibility for relations with Africa, Latin America, the Caribbean, Overseas Territories, the Commonwealth, UK visas, migration policy working directly with Miranda, consular policy, the British Council, the BBC World Service and the Chevening Scholarships Scheme. During this period, Treisman conducted negotiations with Iran to secure the release of a group of British naval and marine personnel who had been taken prisoner in the Upper Persian Gulf.

From 29 June 2007 until 5 Jan 2008, Treisman was moved to the newly created post of Parliamentary Under-Secretary of the Dept of Innovation, Universities and Skills. In this role, Treisman had responsibility for quality in HE, innovation and intellectual property and future planning. Then perhaps he can explain why chaos, rigging results and cooking the books was the order of the day throughout so much of the HE sector at the time, the extent of which is now becoming evident and erupting in serious problems throughout HE. Such as the recently launched police investigation into serious organised crime in Swansea University. I heard about that when you were busy upholding ‘quality’ in HE Treisman and the pleas of concerned staff as to what some of their senior colleagues were doing at Swansea were ignored.

Treisman served as the Overseer of the University Sector in Gordon’s Gov’t when Merfyn as VC of Bangor University was facing a co-ordinated campaign by the Gang, supported by No 10, to force him out of his post. One man who openly stated that what was needed was a really powerful person to get Merfyn out was the son of that Top Doc who in the 1990s was an AUT rep in Bangor when Triesman was Gen Sec of the AUT and the Gang were causing havoc. Merfyn’s wife Nerys found that the Top Docs at the Walton Centre could do nothing for her when Treisman worked with Mandy and Ron Evans’s daughter and Nerys subsequently died.

One of the running themes re Gang-inspired Chaos At Bangor:

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By the time that Mandy was running the Dept of Business, Innovation and Skills in Oct 2008 – it might be remembered that the Dept was expanded to embrace so many matters that there was real public anger that the unelected Lord Mandy had been given nearly as much power as the PM – his right hand woman in terms of Civil Service mandarins was a lawyer who had grown up on Anglesey and gone to Ysgol David Hughes at Menai Bridge. Her dad was Ron Evans, the crooked lawyer who had been employed by Gwynedd County Council throughout the Paedophile Years and had been the man who kept that lot out of prison. I know this because Mandy’s aide’s mum, Ron’s wife, worked as a lecturer at Bangor University and told me that when the investigations had begun, Ron told everyone that what they had done was so serious and so inexcusable that none of them must ever admit it to any of it. Ron’s wife didn’t know that I had been one of the targets. I have in my possession stacks of documents written and signed by Ron, demonstrating perjury, conspiracy and the collusion of judges who were later promoted to the level of Lord Justice. Ron was also better at forging documents than his colleagues. See previous posts.

Ron Evans’s daughter loved working for Mandy, she thought that he was great. The only thing that Mandy hadn’t been able to arrange was good medical care for Ron when he developed cancer and suffered a nervous breakdown. He was left to rot just as an Enemy Of The Gang would have been.

Be afraid Mandy, be very afraid. The Top Docs are seriously out of control and if they think that you might blab in the future you too will find that There Is No More That They Can Do For You.

One Short-Sighted Twat:

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Lord Treisman served as Opposition (Labour) Lords Shadow Spokesperson for Foreign and Commonwealth Affairs, 2010-14.

Treisman is a member of the European Affairs External Affairs Select Committee. He is Chairman of the Design Commission. Treisman is Co-chairman of the All Party St Lucia Group and a member of the All Party China and Chinese in Britain Group.

Treisman is a Senior Visiting Fellow at Warwick University and a Visiting Fellow at the LSE. Triesman is a Fellow of the Royal Statistical Society and the Royal Society of Arts (RSA). In 2015, he was awarded the Icebreaker Award by the Chinese Ambassador to the UK for services to Chinese-UK relations, including football.

Triesman is a member of the Henry Jackson Society‘s Political Council and a member of the European Leadership Network Board and Top Level Group.

A longtime fan of Spurs and Patron of the club’s charitable Foundation, Triesman became the first independent Chairman of the Football Association of in January 2008. He resigned in May 2010. Triesman was a Board member at Wembley National Stadium, the Premier League shareholders’ meeting, the Football Foundation and is a qualified senior football referee. In February 2011 Treisman testified before a Parliamentary Committee on the state of the administration of English football. He was heavily critical of the FA, saying it was shying away from governing the game. Treisman was especially damning of the FA’s administrative procedures and its working relationship with other football bodies, in particular the Premier League.

Did Treisman ever hear anything about the organised abuse of young football hopefuls which seems to have been such a problem or did Triesman not notice anything amiss, a la his time at the Maudsley where his colleagues, Dafydd’s mates, were running a trafficking ring and flogging Class A drugs to the patients whom they were Helping?

Triesman has been involved in business in real estate, banking, publishing and fine art. He has served on the boards and advisory boards of several companies including Chairing Victoria Management, the advisory board of UBS and Templewood Merchant Bank and some of its subsidiaries. He is an Executive Board member of the Salamanca Group and its subsidiaries, One Ocean Enterprises, Funding Affordable Homes (and its Housing Association).

Triesman resigned from the Labour group in the House of Lords in July 2019 in support of Little Nell’s traumas in the face of Jezza’s Anti-Semitism. Jezza must have been heart-broken seeing the old bastard go.

Triesman spent many years in a relationship with the writer and critic Michelene Wandor until they split up in the late 1990s. Michelene was known from 1963 to at least 1979 as Michelene Victor. Her parents were early 20th-century Russian Jewish émigrés. After attending Chingford Secondary Modern and High Schools, Wandor studied English at Newnham College, Cambridge, graduating in 1962. She also has Master’s degrees from Essex University and in Music from London University/Trinity College of Music, London.

Wandor has been active in the Women’s Liberation Movement since 1969 and edited its first collection of essays, The Body Politic, in 1972. Once a Feminist followed in 1990 and is an oral history of the previous 20 years. She was poetry editor of the original ‘Time Out’ magazine from 1971 to 1982. In 1982 her work was included in Touch Papers: Three Women Poets (with Michèle Roberts and Judith Kazantzis, published by Allison and Busby.

As with her more famous Newnham College peer Germaine Greer, you won’t hear a peep out of Michelene about the organised abuse of girls and women by the welfare state or the unlawful denial of NHS terminations to all women for any reason across the whole of north Wales until approx. 1990 (see post ‘It’s Bachman Turner Overdrive – Not Arf’). Germaine has braved the Transgender Debate, as has Julie Bindel and in doing so they have withstood the sort of crap thrown at them that has caused so many less brave feminists to keep quiet. But neither Julie or Germaine have dared touch organised abuse and institutional corruption in the medico-legal system, although they do know about it. See previous posts…

Treisman married Lucy Hooberman, a former BBC executive, in 2006 and has a daughter.

Lucy can be found on the website of Warwick University:

Lucy Hooberman | Professor of Digital Media and Innovation

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Prior to joining the Warwick Manufacturing Group (WMG) at the University of Warwick, Lucy worked at the BBC for fifteen years in a variety of roles within Documentary, Drama, Independent Commissioning and since 2000 in an Interdisciplinary Lab focusing on innovation and creativity set up by John Birt to explore what the advent of the world wide web would mean for the BBC in terms of policy, working practise, programme making and content as well as strategy. This future-focused job took Lucy away from the practise and management of programme making and editorial decision making to a more strategic focus. The unit brought horizon scanning, scenario planning and design thinking to the BBC, alongside a practise of prototyping , testing and Imagineering!

Lucy joined the BBC in 1993 from a career in Independent Producing, documentary and drama programme making for Channel Four television , the British Film Institute and Polydor Records. Her first love was the arts and she worked at the Arts Council and the Institute of Contemporary Arts to produce talks and seminars for the public to come face to face with writers, designers, media workers and many more.

She is currently on the Board of Fevered Sleep, a performance and arts production company, a member of BAFTA and the Royal Society of Arts.

 

Fatty Soames was Minister of State for the Armed Forces throughout and remained in post throughout the first few months of the Waterhouse Inquiry.

Sir William Mars-Jones, one of the biggest umbrellas enjoyed by Gwynne and Dafydd et al who was highly effective in both London legal circles and on the ground in north Wales, the Mars-Jones’s being one of the farming families who ran Denbighshire – Mars-Jones was Ronnie Waterhouse’s pupil master and lifelong friend (see previous posts) and virtually a resident of the Garrick – stood down as President of UCNW in 1994 and was replaced by the Windbag’s mate Lord Cledwyn. Professor Eric Sunderland, a well-camouflaged friend of the Gang of old, stood down as Principal/VC of UCNW in the same year and was replaced by Prof Roy Evans, another paedophiles’ friend but one who didn’t emerge with as spotless a reputation as Eric did.

John Smith died on 12 May 1994 and Miranda became Leader of the Labour Party on 21 July 1994.

Fatty Soames was appointed Minister of State for the Armed Forces on 20 July 1994.

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On 9 June Matt Arnold, the former Head of Bryn Estyn, died from an ‘unspecified blood infection’. On 13 June 1994, Arnold’s long-time colleague and friend Peter Howarth faced the first day of his trial Chester Crown Court for the sexual abuse of boys in care in north Wales. On 8 July 1994 Howarth was found guilty and sentenced to 10 years inside.

Prior to relocating to Bryn Estyn in 1973, Arnold and Howarth had worked together at Axwell Park Approved School in Gateshead, on the turf of the big ring in the North East, which worked in partnership with Gwynne and Dafydd’s Gang. The organised abuse at Axwell Park had been concealed in the 1960s by Ernest Armstrong, a Sunderland Borough Councillor and Chair of the Education Committee who then served as the Labour MP for Durham North West, 1964-87. Ernest had when younger trained as a teacher at the City of Leeds Teacher Training College and subsequently become a Headmaster. Ernest was the helpful soul who assisted Miranda in finding that safe Labour seat of Sedgefield. Ernest was succeeded in his own seat by his daughter Hilary – later Baroness Hilary – Armstrong, who became one of Miranda’s inner circle. See post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’.

Miranda was elected to the Commons in the same General Election as Fatty, June 1983. At the time, I had been clobbered badly with depression and had been coerced into seeing Dr D.G.E. Wood by my tutor Adrian Bell who was mates with Wood as discussed in previous posts. Wood diagnosed serious depression but just would not provide meaningful help or advice to me or indeed Brown when Brown asked how he could best help. Wood stressed that Pills were not the answer, that a case like this needed psychotherapy. Brown and I were OK with Not Trying Pills but Brown really did not want me near Top Docs of any sort. Wood worked hard at gaining Brown’s confidence and ended up sending me to Gwynne the Royal Lobotomist who was running a trafficking ring, but not until early in 1984.

Wood really did nothing else at all; he wouldn’t respond to my concerns re the death threats that Brown had been receiving from Jan 1983 when he was in his last few months at Aston University, yet Wood kept emphasising that I should carry on making appointments to see him. Neither would Wood help when a crazed teenager on a Manpower Service Commission training scheme hosted by UCNW moved into our house and caused havoc. I have since found out that Patricia Margaret Edwards aka Trishles was a security services plant. She was working as a trainee technician with Adrian Bell’s wife, Alison, who was a technician and Alison’s colleagues. See previous posts eg. ‘They Got On Their Bikes And Looked For Work’ and ‘He Was Looking At I In A Funny Way…’

Amidst the many members of the security services who interpreted their duty re upholding national security to wrecking the lives of my friends and I because of the proximity of Carlo, Thatch, Lord Snowdon etc to the Gang and the history of Gwynne and Dafydd with Churchill, Eden, Macmillan and indeed every other former PM, were some very close to north Wales and Bangor University in particular. Two such agents were Sir Charles Evans, Principal of UCNW, 1958-84 and Sir William Mars-Jones. Charles Evans was a Top Doc but was really famous for being the Deputy Leader of the first successful Everest expedition in 1953 – the Leader, John Hunt, was a senior security services officer who served as Commander of Sandhurst and advised on policing in N Ireland during the Troubles – and Mars-Jones was a High Court judge who’s key role in the security services was disguised by a Cunning Plan.

That Cunning Plan was Mars-Jones presiding over the ‘ABC trial’ in 1978, during which Mars-Jones made a great display of Not Letting The Security Services Get Away With This, ‘This’ being an ‘oppressive prosecution’ under the Official Secrets Act. The Attorney-General was forced to drop all charges against the defendants. Mars-Jones being a No Nonsense Judge Who Stood Up To The Security Services received widespread admiring media coverage and was flagged up in his obituaries after he died.

Interesting Facts: in 1978 Mr Thrope was charged with conspiracy and incitement to kill. The Gang had already been in pursuit of Mary Wynch, who had gone into hiding amidst much publicity and would be wrongfully arrested and illegally imprisoned imminently. In 1977, Mars-Jones had presided over the trial of a number of Met officers from the Obscene Publications Squad accused of corruption. As with all police corruption trials to date, the principle offenders were not on trial and remained in the police. The Gang had a very profitable line in porn, not merely Penthouse-style material, but kiddie porn, bestiality, anything that would sell; that is why the Gang’s victims were subjected to terrorism tactics. If kids had to be persuaded to be filmed having sex with animals, it might take some doing.

When the No Nonsense Judge Banged Up Those Bent Coppers, Carlo had the year previously become Chancellor of the University of Wales (which included UCNW) and George Thomas, friend and client of the Gang, had become Speaker of the Commons.

There really was a great deal at stake so the No Nonsense Judge swung into action.

As for the AG who buckled under Mars-Jones’s judicial majesty in 1978, that was Lord Samuel Silkin, Jim Callaghan’s AG. Silkin was a Labour lawyer from a famous family of Labour lawyers. His brother John at one point was presumed to be the next Labour Party Leader, another brother was a Civil Service mandarin and their dad Lord Lewis Silkin had also been a Labour MP and lawyer. Mars-Jones had stood as the Labour candidate for Denbigh in 1945 and was mates with Callaghan, who for years had been at the thick of the cover-ups re Dafydd and Gwynne.

The No Nonsense Judge died on 10 Jan 1999, as his close pal Ronnie Waterhouse was drafting the Waterhouse Report. Thus the world was reminded once more of Mars-Jones’s Independence, Honesty and Morality Based On His Methodist Upbringing On A Denbighshire Farm. The whole of his family were in the thick of a long-standing paedophile ring (see previous posts) but that was not mentioned. Mars-Jones was well-known in London, where he was a leading light in the Garrick, President of the London Welsh Trust, 1988-94 (that spanned the major police investigation in north Wales) and a senior member of Gray’s Inn. Gray’s Inn also hosted Michael Mansfield and St Helena Kennedy, the UK’s most famous Radical Barrister and  the UK’s most famous Wimmin’s Champ of a Barrister. Who both knew Cherie Booth, a Radical Human Rights Feminist Barrister who’s husband became Leader of the Labour Party in 1994. I wrote to Michael Mansfield about the Gang towards the end of 1993 and received a one-sentence reply.

Ioan Bowen Rees, the Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council who, along with his family, played a role in the ring as major as that of Mars-Jones, died on 4 May 1999. Ioan’s obituaries stressed this intellectual public servant’s humble roots in Snowdonia that ensured his sympathies were always with the common man.

The phrase ‘key members of a vicious local elite who had ruined north Wales and enslaved its population’ did not appear anywhere in the obits of Sir William and Ioan.

By early 1983, it was too dangerous for Brown to stay in Birmingham, so he spent as much time as he could at moved our house on Anglesey – we lived on the outskirts of the same village as Ron Evans who’s daughter worked for Mandy when she grew up – and moved in on a full-time basis as soon as he’d finished his finals in May 1983.

Then keep away from the Top Docs who live in Ron Evans’s village who send their kids to the same school as Ron sends his daughter because they’re running a trafficking gang and they’re unlawfully denying women NHS terminations and forcing them to relinquish their babies for adoption…

Ron’s village, Llandegfan, was the favoured habitat for Top Docs and NHS staff, as well as Bangor University staff. D.G.E. Wood lived there, as did Adrian Bell, as did Prof Greig-Smith (one of Bell’s colleagues and a friend of Douglas Hurd’s uncle the Cambridge botanist Edred Corner), as did Bob Whitbread, Chris Marshall, Malcolm Cherrett, John Gaunt and scores of other Bangor academics who knew what D.G.E. Wood and Gwynne Williams were up to in the Student Health Centre. Two NHS administrators who were lying to patients and cooking the books lived in the house next to ours; the Top Docs bit them on the bum when their not very capable teenaged daughter became pregnant and was refused a termination and all support.

Terry Maxwell, the Bastard at the top of the tree responsible for so much blood and guts as the Clinical Director of Ysbyty Gwynedd, (Maxwell was a pal of Dafydd’s who was doing Dafyddesque corrupt deals with Liverpool Medical School as described in previous posts – Maxwell’s daughter Sonia is now a GP in Llanberis) lived at Llandegfan; Melanie Abas who later used her knowledge of the Gang to bag herself a job as a consultant psych and a Chair at the Maudsley (see previous posts) grew up in Llandegfan; one of the corrupt police officers based at Bangor Police Station who knew about the ring lived at Llandegfan; a middle-class lady with a serious drink problem who was obviously under attack from the Gang lived at Llandegfan and ended up sharing her house with a group of grossly sexually and financially exploitative local young men who were highly abusive to her by any standards. In 1994 or thereabouts, this lady left Llandegfan for a new life in Bristol, D.G.E. Wood’s home town. She lived very close to Wood’s house in Llandegfan and he seemed to be behind her stigmatisation and marginalisation. Wood also fanned the flames of the fire of another one of his neighbours, a ‘Schizophrenic’ man who had passed through Dafydd’s hands in Denbigh and who’s cousin died in a car crash…

All human life was in Llandegfan. As of course was the home of 1984 Child Singing Sensation Aled Jones. Aled was discovered and robustly promoted by members of the Gang (see previous posts) when the Gang were in need of good PR because Brown and I had begun to rumble them. We had also made friends with two local teenagers who were at Ysgol David Hughes with Aled who told us a few things about what was happening to some of the less fortunate kids at that school who never received the sort of publicity that Aled and his friends did. Those two girls spent time in our house chatting and socialising. The house was bugged by MI5 who will have heard everything that the girls told us: the names of the teachers and local abusers, the names of the kids, the venues of the crimes, the whole lot. We didn’t understand that it was all part of an international ring, but we certainly found out about some very unpleasant local incidents and individuals.

Tony and Sadie Francis retired to Llandegfan!

On the outskirts of Llandegfan was the Gazelle Hotel, which was owned and managed by Barbara and Ken Moulton from Cheshire.

Barbara had been a porn queen and was er, yes, involved with the ring… Barbara’s ex-husband was a senior detective from Manchester who was still on good terms with Barbara and used to regularly stay over at the Gazelle. The Gazelle’s customers were the Top Docs and their pals from across the region, it was their congregating place.

Ken Moulton became an alcoholic, was given Ron Evans Standards Of Care, lost the pub at Malltraeth that he ran after Barbara had left him for a wealthy builder from Cheshire and I was told ended up in a rather sorry state. When Ken ran the Gazelle, he was the chef. Ken used to enjoy exposing himself to the female staff. Some of whom were still schoolgirls at Ysgol David Hughes earning pocket money. Terry Maxwell’s daughter, Sonia’s sister, worked as a waitress at the Gazelle when Ken was busy.

Ken and Barbara routinely short-changed all staff on a regular basis and after staff had handed in their notice, their final pay packet would be up to anything short of £50. Any attempt to rectify the situation would end in a screaming row and if one persisted, physical violence.

Only one member of staff at the Gazelle ever extracted their dosh from Ken and Barbara after their last day at work. Terry Maxwell’s daughter. Maxwell sent them a solicitor’s letter – over a teenager’s summer job – and they paid up immediately. Maxwell was known for sending solicitor’s letters demanding money. He sent them to patients. Maxwell was an NHS heart and lung Doc – THE  main heart and lung ‘specialist’ for north Wales, but took on much private work. Maxwell didn’t always clarify to elderly confused patients that if they returned as private patients, they would be billed a lot of money. One old lady on Anglesey refused to pay. Maxwell threatened her with Court action and she was terrified. Her disgusted family clubbed together to pay Maxwell’s sizeable bill; they maintained that she had not realised that she had been transferred onto Maxwell’s list of private patients. How did I know about this? Because the old lady was a relative of Liz Stables, the Angel in the Student Health Centre, who was facilitating the ring with Gwynne and Wood and who was a mate of Dafydd’s.

Slaves, Perfect Slaves:

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In the mid-1990s, another heart and lung consultant arrived at Ysbyty Gwynedd, Dr David Thomas. He was very popular and there were no Maxwell-like complaints about Dr Thomas. Dr Thomas became the centre of a media show after he attempted suicide by driving his car off of a mountain side. He survived but was sectioned, in the Hergest Unit. Everyone was told who he was – ‘that heart doctor’ – and confidential details re Dr Thomas were leaked to such a degree that they constituted a Niagra Falls of a leak.

It transpired that Dr Thomas had attempted suicide after Terry Maxwell had discovered that Dr Thomas had lied about a professional qualification in order to bag his consultant’s job. Dr Thomas had been so terrorised by Maxwell that he had tried to kill himself.

Dr Thomas should not have lied, but the reason why he got away with it was that the NHS in north Wales and the GMC were not checking Top Docs’ qualifications. Ysbyty Gwynedd was crawling with Top Docs who’s qualifications were insufficient, under GMC rules, for their positions. There were at least two consultants in the Hergest Unit in that category, one being Sadie Francis. Who was the Doc who sectioned Dr Thomas, on a ward in the hospital in which he worked and Shared Information about him with so many.

Dr Thomas’s patients robustly supported him and held demos outside YG, maintaining that he was fantastic, they loved him, the best heart doc that they had ever had. Much better than that other one, the rude bully who lied and cheated and sent patients’ lawyers letters…

The NHS Trust held a press conference at which the Chair and Chief Exec stated that they wouldn’t re-employ the lying bastard Dr Thomas no matter how much support he received. At the time, the Chair and CEO were encouraging perjury, conspiracy and forging evidence in attempts to have me imprisoned. There was also the swindle with BT, the ‘special arrangement’ that Patient F stumbled across…

John Mullen and Hefin Davies, Remember The Names!

See previous posts for the full story re Dr Thomas, Terry Maxwell and the corruption of John Mullen and Hefin Davies.

While this was going on in the NHS in Wales, against the backdrop of Matt Arnold dying and Peter Howarth being tried and imprisoned, the violent drunk who doubled up as a Tory politician in Wales, Rod Richards, served as a Health Minister. Rod was ex-Forces And Proud Of It and although some inaccuracies found their way into Rod’s CV, he did work for MI6. See post ‘He’s Looking At I In A Funny Way…’

What makes Rod’s role in the serious organised crime of Wales’s NHS in the 1990s particularly inexcusable is that Rod admitted that he knew, as did many others, that Peter Morrison was a child molester. Rod probably knew how Peter Morrison ended up dead in his Belgravia house when still in his 50s, four days after Bing Spear, the corrupt Home Office Drugs Branch Civil Service mandarin who was such a great friend to Dafydd, died in July 1995.

If I have time I shall investigate the circumstances towards the end of his political career in which Rod was cleared in Court after being charged with an assault on a young woman. She suffered injuries to her face and a broken arm after her encounter with Rod, so Rod Walking From The Court An Innocent Man is a bit of a puzzle.

Terry Maxwell, like Dafydd, was a graduate of Liverpool Medical School. Liverpool University was on such good terms with Maxwell that when his daughter Sonia applied via UCCA (or it may have been UCAS by then) to read medicine, Liverpool rang her up and made her an offer of I think one E at A level, ‘because they know her dad’. Liverpool had not been one of the medical schools to which Sonia had applied. That’s how good the jungle drums were in 1984. Sonia didn’t want to go to Liverpool at any point. She qualified in London, I think at UCL or the Middlesex.

In 1984, all UK medical schools were constantly stressing in media interviews that the days of Top Docs’ children receiving preferential treatment re the applications process were definitely over. In 1984 I met a woman on the medicine degree at Cardiff who openly told me that she had not met the basic criteria for entry on a number of levels but she was a friend of the Dean of the Medical School and was therefore offered a place. The friend of the Dean was a clinical psychologist in her 50s who needed a medical qualification for a particular role career-wise. I wish that I could remember her name, because all clinical psychologists in Wales were Of The Gang and the Welsh National School of Medicine/Cardiff University was the key facilitating institution in Wales. The Dean’s friend must have been lined up for a very senior essential job in Paedophilia Central, to have made fiddling a place on a four year degree (I seem to remember her telling me that she had only been let off one year of the medicine degree) for a woman who would be nearly 60 years old upon qualification worthwhile.

 

There were so many complaints and employment grievances re the Gazelle Hotel that by the late 1980s, the Job Centre in Bangor told Jobseekers not to take jobs there. So Ken and Barbara began advertising for staff in a catering college in Liverpool. Those students were captive because the jobs advertised in Liverpool were live-in jobs…

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

After one incident in which Ken and Barbara physically assaulted one of my housemates in front of a full restaurant causing some of the customers to walk out in solidarity with my housemate, D.G.E. Wood and Tony Francis documented the event as an example of my aggressive conduct and ‘failure to get on with other people’. Then the CAB in Bangor refused to give me legal advice as to how I could obtain the wages that Ken and Barbara owed me and had admitted to D.G.E. Wood that they owed me. I had no idea that Dafydd’s mistress Lucille was a senior manager of the CAB and packed the regional offices with her lackeys.

See previous posts for info on the Gazelle and the Moultons.

In 1985 Barbara and Ken acquired a boat and joined the Yachting Crowd of Anglesey. The Gazelle was located on the banks of the Menai Strait and provided the catering for the Regattas. Someone else who had his yacht moored off of Anglesey was Mike Williams, the Charge Nurse of Bryn Golau at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, who knew exactly what Dafydd was up to and witnessed Dafydd turning up at midnight to conduct a ward round – just with me – when I was in bed…

It’s The Low Paid Angels! Excuse me while I drive over to where my yacht is moored… As with all psych angels of his generation, Mike was allowed to draw his NHS pension at 55 yrs old what with psych nursing Involving More Stress than normal nursing. Most of the psych Angels in north Wales, who could bear no more at 55 after years of being battered senseless and driven mad by the Dangerous Nutters whom they Cared For, drew their pensions and continued working full time, usually as Consultants or Trainers, flogging their services to the NHS or private medical companies. At least two of the former Denbigh Angels have substantial property-letting businesses and one has a second home in Florida.

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After the business of Trishles, when we lived in Llandegfan among the NHS Millionaires, we were then targeted by two other security services plants whom Brown met through the small ads in New Statesman, but of a rather different nature to Trishles. The first was Leslie Gore, a vicious git who worked as an alcohol counsellor at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, after having worked in the North East as a lecturer at Sunderland Poly and a as a psychotherapist. Gore was followed by Naomi Grenfeld, an Orthodox Jewish teacher who lived in Stoke Newington. Naomi had advertised herself in NS as a writer with ‘writer’s block’ and asked for tuition. Naomi it transpired was as mad as Trishles and Gore, a postgrad student at St Mary’s University College, Strawberry Hill, Twickenham, who had gained her first degree from that institution by paying other people to complete her coursework and she wanted Brown to do the same for her Masters…

In 2014, the institution that gave Naomi at least one degree on the basis of work completed by someone else – Brown discovered that Naomi’s mother knew this, as did at least one tutor at St Mary’s University College – acquired full university status and is now St Mary’s University, Twickenham. It describes itself as a ‘Roman Catholic university’.

See previous posts for our adventures with Trishles, Gore and Naomi.

Brown’s dad Col Keith Brown was a senior British Army officer throughout Fatty’s time as Minister of State in the MoD. Col Brown was found dead in the summer of 2001, the year after the Waterhouse Report was published. [Apologies for stating in some posts that Keith died during the Waterhouse Inquiry; there are so many dates to correlate on this blog that there are errors getting through now and then; I always correct them as soon as I realise.]

Col Brown was in the British Army for decades. He went to Sandhurst as a young man, either in the late 1950s or early 60s and remained in the Army ever since. Keith was unusual in that he spent many years in the TA and then transferred to the Regular Army but kept his rank. I think Keith transferred to the Regular Army from the TA when he was a Lt Col in the 1970s. Just to confuse matters further, Keith then transferred back to the TA once more when he was older.

Whatever the details, Keith was in one of the Signals Regiments for years and served as Deputy Lieutenant of Somerset during the early 1980s; thus Keith hobnobbed with those in the West Country whom Fatty and Brian knew. See eg. ‘He Was Looking At I In A Funny Way…’

Carlo’s sister the Princess Snap was Col in Chief of Brown’s dad’s regiment and both of Brown’s parents met Snap. Brenda had rewarded Col Brown with an OBE in return for organising the Bristol celebrations for Brenda’s Silver Jubilee. Col Brown received his OBE along with Cliff and used to stress that his own OBE was a military OBE, not the sort of OBE that Savile and Cliff bagged.

Fatty Soames was born 1948 in Croydon. Fatty’s mum was Mary Churchill, who made an entire career out of being Winston’s daughter. Fatty of course has maxed out on being Churchill’s grandson; if he wasn’t, no-one would ever tolerate him. I will discuss Fatty’s mum and his dad Christopher later in this post.

After attending St. Aubyns Preparatory School in Sussex, Fatty attended Eton. Later Fatty studied at Mons Officer Cadet School, was commissioned into the 11the Hussars on 5 August 1967, then served in West Germany and Britain with the 11th Hussars and later the Royal Hussars. Fatty was transferred to the Regular Army Reserve of Officers on 9 March 1970 before resigning his commission on 5 August 1975.

In 1970, Fatty was appointed Equerry to Carlo or ‘Brian’ if one is an Eye reader. Fatty has remained a close friend of Brian ever since, so the two of them go back a long way. Brian graduated from Trinity College, Cambridge in June 1970.

Fatty publicly criticised Diana during Charles and Di’s estrangement when it was finally admitted that the Thoroughly Modern Marriage which followed the Fairytale Wedding had become horribly sour. When Diana first accused Brian of adultery with Camilla, Fatty told the BBC that the accusation and Diana’s fear of being slandered by her husband’s courtiers stemmed merely from Diana’s mental illness and “the advanced stages of paranoia”. Brian later admitted his adultery and Fatty apologised.

Fatty, the point is that although Diana was deeply distressed, is it not true that the distress resulted from post-natal depression – Brenda’s response was to state that Di would just have to ‘buck up’ – and an eating disorder, that was so badly mismanaged by the Palace that one can only marvel? Paranoia didn’t come into it. Brian was indeed having an affair with Camilla; in turn Di had affairs with numerous people, including James Hewitt from Devon who, after his fling with Di, had an affair with a girl who had lived near me in Somerset and went to Chilton Trinity School with me. I’m not Shocked and Disgusted at the Ugandan discussions but the constant stream of lies about that toxic arranged marriage was ridiculous.

It later transpired that Brian’s courtiers did smear Diana, as did his friends, including Jonathan Dimbleby and Fatty.

Furthermore, the Palace’s initial idea of ‘help’ for Di was a ludicrous old psychiatrist who banged on about Di having serious Mental Problems as a result of her Defective Genes and even seemed to think that Di’s mum leaving Di’s dad when Di was a girl was evidence of those Defective Genes. Di’s mum was a Bolter! Di’s parents also consulted a Top Doc over Di’s mum’s inability to give birth to a male heir early in their marriage. That Top Doc didn’t tell Di’s parents that it was Di’s dad who was responsible for their two daughters; Johnny Spencer’s sperms carrying X chromosomes kept fertilising those ova of Di’s mum, rather than those carrying Ys. Fortunately Di’s brother Charles Spencer later came along. I wonder if the Top Doc told Di’s parents that Charles was the result of that Top Doc’s pricey Treatment?

The batty old psychiatrist who denounced Di’s Defective Genes almost certainly knew Dafydd and Gwynne; after all Dafydd and Gwynne were mates with other Royal Docs and their friends and relatives, including Royal Gynaecologist Sir William Gilliatt – who delivered Brian and Anne – and Sir William’s son Roger Gilliatt. See previous posts. After the insane old fool had only succeeded in making Di even more distressed, someone hit on the idea of employing Susie Orbach. Susie Orbach doesn’t speak the language of Dafydd and Gwynne et al but not only did Susie Orbach fail to resolve Diana’s unhappiness, after Susie Orbach had the good sense never to publicly breathe a word about her famous client Orbach’s career took off in an impressive way. Orbach did of course end up as a Prof at the LSE for 10 years and is a BBC regular. Orbach does know about the organised abuse discussed on this blog.

Susie’s father was the British Labour MP Maurice Orbach[1]. Maurice was educated at a technical college in Wales and then as an extramural student at New York University. Maurice was the MP for Willesden East, 1945-59 and then Stockport South, 1964-79. Stockport was on the site of the ring in Greater Manchester affiliated to the Gang and who concealed Gwynne and his lobotomising throughout the 1950s, 60s and 70s. Those colluding included some of the biggest names in the British medical establishment who were based in Manchester eg. Lord Robert Platt and Sir Douglas Black. In terms of Posh Ladies In NHS Governance, Richard Crossman’s pal Dame Isobel Graham Bryce’s presence in Manchester, her husband was a surgeon in Manchester, until they relocated to Oxford in the 1960s was a great help to Gwynne and Dafydd.

Orbach was a lifelong member of Poale Zion (Great Britain). He was General Secretary of the Jewish Trades Advisory Council (“a Committee of the Board of Deputies of British Jews, aimed at countering anti-Semitism in business life” during World War II) from 1940 and remained its Secretary until his death in 1976. So Orbach would have worked closely with Greville Janner in that role…

In 1937 Maurice was elected to the London County Council representing St Pancras South West, an area of Camden colonised even then by  the Bloomsbury Group and their mates who were part of the organised abuse network in Camden as well as in the Cwm Croesor area, where they had their Summer Colony. Maurice representing that ward will have stood him in good stead when he was after a seat in the Commons. Which he secured in 1964, the year that Dafydd was appointed to a consultant’s post at Denbigh and the year in which Dafydd and Gwynne’s mate Kenneth Robinson became Harold Wilson’s Health Minister. Kenneth who had been the MP for St Pancras North since 1949 and who had previously been a Councillor for St Pancras and who had been educated at Oundle, Sir Clough’s old school.

Orbach was Chairman of Central Middlesex Group Hospital Management Committee. The Central Middlesex Hospital – as distinct from the Middlesex Hospital – in situated in the Willesden area and numbered among its senior Top Docs Sir Francis Avery Jones, a Welsh Top Doc who was mates with the Gang. See previous posts. Francis Avery Jones sat on the DHSS panel that dictated under which circumstances patients could demand access to their records. It was Francis who year after year stated that of course patients should always be given access to all information ‘unless it will cause them or another person harm’. I have numerous letters in my possession signed by the Gang telling me that I absolutely will never be given my records at any time under any circumstances because it had been decided that I and others would be at risk of harm if I was given access. Years later when my lawyer got those bastards in a corner in the High Court and I did receive copies, there were letters and memos written by Dafydd and Wood barking at everyone that I must NEVER be allowed access to my records. No rationale was provided, just the orders…

Francis Avery Jones may have done me (or rather the wider world) a favour in the long run. Because he was the deciding factor at the DHSS re access to records and a mate of the Gang, the Gang were so confident that I would never see those records that they wrote all sorts in them and added interesting documents as well, including copies of job applications made by me – one for a job with a colleague of Francis Avery Jones – copies of letters that I had written to people who told me that they knew how bad Dafydd was, I could always write to them if I needed to etc, newspaper cuttings featuring F and me, even reviews of F’s art exhibitions, letters that F and I had written to newspapers about matters including those unrelated to the NHS and the Gang, copies of academic papers that I had written, confidential information relating to other people, it was extraordinary.

The contents of my records also demonstrated that they were passed around to numerous people who should never have had access to them and at one point Alun Davies was keeping them in his house, as letter after letter was sent to me assuring me that my records were completely confidential and were only ever made available to Top Docs treating me…

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One of Francis Avery Jones’s junior Docs was Jonathan Miller, before Jonathan became a Superstar, having gained a taste for that in Footlights. See previous posts. William Mars-Jones was a member of Footlights when he was at Cambridge. As was Graham Chapman – Chapman performed with Miller – who qualified as a Top Doc at Bart’s and spent his adult life sexually abusing teenagers ‘in plain sight’ a la Savile. Graham who spent much time in Snowdonia, being a keen climber and who was a close friend of one of the Top Tories who began using the Cottage Inn at Fiddington and other venues near Bridgwater for his socialising from the late 1980s… See eg. post ‘Upper Class Twit Of The Year – Shooting Themselves’.

Maurice Orbach was active in the World Jewish Congress (WJC). In 1954, on behalf of both the WJC and Churchill, Maurice went to Cairo to help save the lives of Jews sentenced to death as part of the Lavon Affair. Later, Orbach said that Egypt’s President, Gamal Abdel Nasser, had agreed to spare their lives but then reneged to balance their deaths with members of Muslim Brotherhood.

Maurice’s son Laurence taught history at Columbia University, New York, before founding Quarto Publishing in London in 1976. He was Chairman and CEO of The Quarto Group, Inc.

Susie Orbach read women’s history at the School of Slavonic Studies, London University and then did a PhD in psychoanalysis at the City University of New York.

With Luise Eichenbaum, Orbach created the Women’s Therapy Centre in 1976 and the Women’s Therapy Centre Institute, a training institute in New York, in 1981. She has been a consultant for The World Bank, the NHS and Unilever, who were so generous to Prof Fergus Lowe of the School of Psychology at UCNW when he blackmailed them over Philip Lever aka Lord Leverhulme’s connections to Dafydd and Sir Peter Morrison. Susie Orbach was co-originator of the Dove Campaign for Real Beauty. That led to those photos of attractive but plump women – well plump by Diana’s standards – appearing in advertising campaigns to Give Wimmin Body Comfidence. I didn’t think that it would work either, but it did wonders for Dove’s sales figures.

Susie is also a member of the steering group for the Campaign for Body Confidence – it’s working so well isn’t it Susie! – co-founded by Lynne Featherstone and Jo Swinson in March 2010.

Orbach has been a Visiting Scholar at the New School for Social Research in New York and was Visiting Professor at the LSE for ten years. She was Chair of the Relational School in the UK. Orbach is a convener of Anybody, an organisation that campaigns for body diversity. Susie is a co-founder and Board member of Antidote, which works for emotional literacy. Orbach is also a Co-founder of Psychotherapists and Counsellors for Social Responsibility.

Orbach lectures and broadcasts extensively world-wide and has been profiled in numerous newspapers; the organs of the liberal-left love Susie.

Orbach has a clinical practice and sees both individuals and couples in London. Orbach’s relationship with Joseph Schwartz, the father of her two children, ended after more than 30 years.

According to writer Jeanette Winterson, now Susie’s wife, Orbach “calls herself post-heterosexual”.

Body Confidence In A Highly Diverse Way:

A Client With Poor Self-Esteem and In Need Of Body Confidence:

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While Diana was suffering from the eating disorder that Susie had bugger all effect on, Diana was wheeled out before audiences of Top Docs to talk about matters Health, to support charidees etc and in her speeches she made comments about her not suffering from an eating disorder. Her audiences knew that she was. Furthermore Di was called on to provide PR for many causes with which the Gang were closely connected. Di visited Broadmoor, after being invited by one Jimmy Savile – who doubled up as a marriage guidance counsellor for Brian and Diana as well as Princess Fergie and Andrew – and her visits to the AIDS ward of the Middlesex/UCL made heroes of the Top Docs treating those poor gays who had been abandoned by their families because of the Stigma. See previous posts.

The AIDS patients been abandoned because they were taken away from their families when young, sent to children’s homes in north Wales where they were abused and forced to work as rent boys from their mid-teens and even if they did try and get back together with their families, they had been driven completely mad anyway and were usually addicted to the drugs given to them by the Gang, as well as being rife with STDs. The Middlesex was Gwynne’s old alma mater – William Gilliatt worked there and taught Gwynne and Roger Gilliatt trained there, I think just after Gwynne – and the Heroes at the Middlesex knew exactly how those young men had become infected with HIV. So did the DHSS – under Norman Fowler – it was why the funding was made available to the Middlesex for their care. Meanwhile, up in north Wales children were still being abused and trafficked, including at Ty’r Felin, the children’s home in Bangor.

For details of the beneficiaries of AIDS-Caring dosh other than the Middlesex/UCL (the two institutions had merged by the time that the flagship AIDS ward had opened) after those in Gov’t realised that the kids who they knew were being sent to north Wales and forced into sex work were dying and some good PR was needed for Gwynne and Dafydd’s partners in crime in London, see eg. ‘The Bodies Beneath Canary Wharf’ and ‘Apocalypse Now’.

Many of the Gwerin at Bangor University who Hated Graham Day were former north Wales social workers who had been responsible for the kids who were abused and trafficked eg. Dr Delyth Morris and Malcolm John; they had been given jobs at UCNW as social work tutors. Some of their students were named in the Waterhouse Report as the staff of the children’s homes under investigation. One of the social workers who was responsible for Ty’r Felin in the 1980s was Meri Huws aka the Crack of Doom. The Crack of Doom became a social work lecturer at Coleg Menai in Bangor, then at the Normal College in Bangor and after a brief stint in Dublin, the Crack returned to north Wales and was appointed Head of the Dept of Lifelong Learning by the by then VC of Bangor University, Prof Roy Evans. Meri had been a student at Aberystwyth University when Carlo spent that term there in 1968 learning Welsh. See previous posts eg. ‘On The Occasion Of The 70th Birthday Of HRH Carlo’.

See previous posts eg. ‘Local Accessories’, ‘Are You Local?’ and ‘People With Energy’ for further details of the incestuous idiocy that could only have been designed to ensure that the serious crime continued. Fatty Soames was in the Commons throughout and a Minister during much of it.

Perhaps Fatty knows why the son of one of the Top Docs who worked in Bangor during the 1950s and 60s, who knew Gwynne and Dafydd and was Of The Gang, used to maintain that Carlo was known to be ‘AC/DC’ when he was at Trinity College, Cambridge. This man was at Trinity College himself, later worked as an academic at UCNW and also proffered the opinion that Di’s death was not an accident.

When I heard about Carlo being AC/DC at Trinity, all I could think of was the Sylvie Krin ‘Eye’ serial ‘Heir Of Sorrows’ character Sir Alan Fitztightly, who runs Carlo’s baths, adds the Duchy Organic bath oils and scrubs Carlo’s back and makes reference to Backstairs Billy, the Queen Mum’s Loyal Retainer who after Backdoor Billy’s death from AIDS it was admitted had a taste for teenaged boys and was running a Vice Ring, as detailed in previous posts.

By Sylvie Krin - Heir of Sorrows (1988-11-14) [Paperback]

Fatty, in 1984, your mate Carlo made an arrangement with Prof Eric Sunderland, Thatch and Sir Peter Swinnerton-Dyer of the UGC – Swinnerton-Dyer was a maths don at Cambridge, used to walk around the University dressed in nothing but a small towel wrapped around his nether regions and propositioned male undergrads – that UCNW would not be shut down in exchange for my career and the careers of other witnesses being ruined. That is why after 1984 the whole institution was full of thousands of gits silently blackmailing the authorities and why those involved in very serious crime were given jobs as academics that they simply couldn’t do. Their standards were laughable, Meri, Dr Duckula Morris et al had no understanding of what academic work involved; however they couldn’t be challenged because of the barrel of crap that was being concealed.

The main problem being Gwynne the Lobotomist sitting in the Student Health Centre running a trafficking ring with Dr D.G.E. Wood and of course Dafydd giving orders in the Dept of Psychology. But the entire institution was a vehicle for the Gang anyway.

Those are the facts Fatty, no matter how distraught Diana became. Your pal Carlo was the Chancellor of UCNW for decades. In 1988 Carlo received a letter from Alison Taylor telling him that children in north Wales were being abused; his ‘office’ wrote back saying that he couldn’t get involved.

Then there was Carlo’s support for Bishop Peter Ball after Ball had been caught molesting boys. Carlo insulted one of the complainants and allowed Peter Ball to live in one of Carlo’s cottages on the Duchy estate in Somerset. Somerset at the time hosted a number of vicars who were molesters or just criminals, as discussed in ‘He Was Looking At I In A Funny Way…’ The cottage was at Aller.

There is a beauty spot at Aller known as Marshall’s Elm. My friends’ mum Mrs Slocombe used to take me there in her Morris Minor with my friends, her two boys David and Philip, for picnics when we lived near the Slocombes at Bawdrip. Bawdrip hosted a molesting vicar, the Rev Rigg, who’s offending was concealed by George Carey, who also concealed Peter Ball’s sex crimes. Mrs Slocombe knew about Rigg, all the local women who were involved with Bawdrip Church did, they were locking their doors at home to stop Rigg coming in because he hassled adults as well as children. David Slocombe later married the daughter of a local policeman; David has worked for Devon and Somerset County Councils… See ‘He Was Looking At I In A Funny Way…’.

David’s brother Philip has featured in previous posts; Philip went to Sheffield University and ended up working in the financial services. Philip joined the Federation of Conservative Students at Sheffield. Sheffield University hosted a few big hitters who supported the Gang, including Hans Krebs who discovered the Krebs Cycle and of course the city of Sheffield was part of Savile’s empire and ruled politically by David Blunkett who colluded with Savile and the Gang, as did Blunkett’s henchmen, including Clive Betts. See post ‘The Big Questions’. Hans’s son Lord John Krebs was a junior zoologist of no reputation at all who went to work at UCNW, discovered a paedophile ring and did even better out of that than his old dad who made an historical advance in biochemistry/physiology. See post ‘The Science Of Animal Behaviour’.

Philip and I wrote to each other until about 1983. The Dirty Digger has Philip’s letters to me, they were in the boxes of documents that were stolen from my house, flogged to the Digger, given to George Carman QC etc.

Now here’s another Everyday Story Of Bridgy Folk. Philip went to Huish’s Grammar School in Taunton and his big mate at Huish’s was Micky Maxwell. Micky Maxwell, while still at university, became quite a wealthy man. In fact Micky acquired three houses when still a student. No-one quite knew how. Micky wasn’t from a privileged family, Micky was the clever kid of a Bridgwater family and gave his older brother a terrible time for not being academic. Micky’s older brother went to Haygrove School in Bridgwater – he was there when Brown was at Haygrove – and after leaving school became a carpenter. A girl in my own class at Chilton, Julie Coombes, had been friends with Micky’s older brother and she sort of swapped around as the girlfriend of Micky’s brother and his friends. When I was in my first year at UCNW, I was back in Bridgy for a few days and I bumped into Julie. She had just got married to Jon Barnard, Micky Maxwell’s brother’s friend and they had busted a gut to buy a small new-build on the east (the undesirable) side of Bridgwater. Julie seemed to be set for a rather boring existence in Bridgy.

Imagine my surprise when I was advised to take an interest in Julie and Jon Barnard’s business in Bridgwater the other day. Jon’s small ailing business became very, very successful ooh at about the time when the luck of so many people in Bridgy took a turn for the better as the Gang came after me… I note that after I began this blog Julie resigned as a Director of her husband’s company.

Julie arrived at Chilton School later than the usual age at which kids start secondary school. She had previously been at St Audries School, a girls’ boarding school at East Quantoxhead, very different to Chilton. I think that her family must have hit sudden financial problems although I never asked her; they were short of money, Julie was still wearing her St Audries uniform and was being targeted for it. Like me, Julie never had money for trendy clothes and she got it in the neck for quite a few years at Chilton because of this.

I never went to Julie’s house, but they lived in a ‘better’ area of Bridgy, having managed to hang on to the house when they were clobbered by whatever disaster hit them. I’m fairly sure that they lived in Durleigh, the eccentric choice of habitat favoured by Alan Yentob when, during the Waterhouse Inquiry, Botney decided that Bridgy was the place for him to live. See comments following my post ‘He Was Looking At I In A Funny Way…’

The Slocombes lived at Durleigh as well. Quite a few people knew me at Durleigh. They don’t know who Botney is though, although they might now that I’ve blogged about his house near Durleigh reservoir. There is however one person who lives near Botney who knows who Botney is. That is my friend who went to Stirling University with Lord Jack McConnell and who was forced out of his job at the BBC when his wife, who had already tangled with Michael Grade and Grade’s mate Samuel Brittan in that 1985 summer job at the Edinburgh Fringe box office, wanted to make a documentary about north Wales when she worked at the Royal Television Society. She was a close friend of mine at Chilton Trinity School and knew Julie Coombes!

IMAGINE: these two walking down Durleigh Road:

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I think that your cover would be blown Botney!

A residence in Durleigh:

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When all young people used to take the piss out of ‘Terry and June’, Brown, a friend from Bridgy and I decided to write some episodes of ‘Terry and June’ that did not revolve around jokes about the cooking of the lady next door or Terry being incompetent re housework. We found that it was quite easy to write episodes of ‘Terry and June’; we had an episode in which June goes to Greenham Common and Terry thinks that she’s become a lesbian, an episode in which Terry catches an STD and the clinic sends the result back to his boss and a few more.

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It’s just as well that we never bothered to send our ‘Terry and June’ scripts into the BBC, because when my friend worked there two years later, he found out that the Commissioning Dept received scripts from hopefuls, kept them in a huge tray and when another ‘script-writer’ had paid the required bribe, they were told to ‘take a script from that tray, any script that you want’. My friend worked in the Commissioning Dept with William Miller, son of Top Doc Jonathan, son of Emanuel the child psychiatrist, Jonathan who has been such a good friend to the Gang. See previous posts.

Hey Botney, Mrs Brown used to attend a Wimmin’s Discussion Group at Bridgwater College and in one session they conducted a feminist analysis of ‘Terry and June’.

Botney, if middle-aged ladies in Bridgy were ripping ‘Terry and June’ apart as nonsense, who did you think was actually watching it?

Here is a recent photo of Botney to enable his neighbours to identify him on sight:

While Botney has been living under cover in Bridgy, he has been the driver behind some Bridgy Community Initiatives!

There will be more info re Botney and Bridgy in future posts…

I knew another former St Audries pupil as well as Julie Coombes; a girl called Juliet who was in my A level biology class at Bridgwater College. Juliet’s dad farmed on the Somerset Levels, but I remember Juliet telling me that he wasn’t like the neighbouring farmers – I think that Juliet’s dad was interested in various avant garde farming methods and diversification that is much more common these days but was unusual then – and didn’t get on with them. Juliet witnessed much of the insanity at Bridgwater College, particularly on the part of Pam Sellers, the peculiar biology teacher who carried out vindictive attacks on certain students and cancelled our lessons on a Wednesday afternoon because she always went to the Brewhouse Theatre in Taunton then (see previous posts). Juliet was friendly and pleasant but I don’t think that she felt able to tangle with Sellers et al. Her parents were strict and put her under much pressure; she did well in her A levels but not well enough to get into medical school and they gave her a hard time over it. Juliet’s dad featured in a TV documentary on diversification in farming in 1980 and Sellers insisted on us watching the film in class, although Juliet was known to be extremely uncomfortable with this.

I have also been advised to take an interest in the now huge Bridgwater construction business established decades ago by an Italian PoW, Mr Notaro. The Notaros were/are a big family and the older generation had suffered much racism from certain cohorts in Bridgy, ‘those bloody Eyeties’. The original Mr Notaro really did begin with nothing, he lived in an old railway carriage on Paul Triggol’s farm – run by Paul’s dad Alvon Triggol in those days – that neighboured our house near Fiddington and worked really hard…

It’s a real laugh, although the Notaros were doing well when I left Bridgy, they are now building everything in Somerset, absolutely everything. Previous posts have discussed how Tom King’s neglect of the Bridgwater constituency left the town with bugger all employment, but loads of warehouses and big new-build estates, designed to house people who couldn’t afford Taunton prices. Virtually every one of those huge new-build estates has a Notaro flag flying from it. Yes, the Notaros even have their own flag these days.

There was a leading light in the Bridgwater Tories who really hated the Notaros, including all other Italians who stayed in Somerset after their PoW days in WW II. He was a builder himself, he did loads of building work for the Tories in the belief that they would then elect him as a Councillor, but they didn’t. They had an arrangement not to elect him because he was ‘uncouth’. Which he was, but he still did all that building work for them. The Uncouth Tory had a lot of kids and the family were famous in Bridgy because their mum was a martial arts expert, which was very unusual in those days in Bridgy. She had a wild temper and the Uncouth Tory, despite being sizeable, was thrown around the house by her, as were the kids. One of the Uncouth Tory’s sons rated himself as a chess player and had been the Bridgy Chess Champion. When he heard that I played chess, it was the usual ‘Ooh I’ll beat that girl, girls can’t play chess’. So we played a game. I won. He said it was a fluke, another game was needed. I won. It continued, he then returned on another day for a ‘best of three’ match. Er, yes…

Philip G! There was no mystery! You WERE the Bridgy chess champion but the Bridgwater schools didn’t have any chess champions and you learnt chess at Sydenham School. They weren’t up to much re chess at Sydenham so you never learnt to play against a fierce opponent. I did. The Bridgwater Tories will hate this, but my annoying old grandfather taught me chess when I was seven or eight. Furthermore he never let me win. I was really pissed offt this as a kid, every Sunday I was thrashed at chess by grandpa. Then when I was 10 I beat him. So I could beat nearly everyone else at chess as well. I can’t anymore, because I went to school in Bridgwater I never found kids who were better than me to play against so I never improved. In my 20s, everyone keen on chess beat me at chess…

The Uncouth Tory who hated Eyeties hated Eyeties so much that he wouldn’t speak to them. In fact he wouldn’t even look at them. I heard witness accounts; teenagers who were friends with the offspring of Italian PoWs would talk about the Uncouth Tory meeting them in Bridgy with their Italian friends and cutting the Italian friends dead. If the Italian kids tried to say something to the Uncouth Tory, he would look in the opposite direction. If they persisted, he walked off. It was truly impressive bigotry.

Here’s a nice picture of the MP for Bridgwater at the time, with Paddy Pantsdown and Jim Callaghan’s daughter. (Jim’s daughter, after divorcing Dr Death’s friend Peter Jay, married Top Doc Prof Michael Adler, an HIV/AIDS Expert from the Middlesex/UCL. Baroness Jay met Michael through her own HIV/AIDS work. See previous posts.)

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There will be another blog post on Somerset Life soon; if any readers know who was leading Somerset Education Authority in the 1970s and 80s, please let me know, because they were very guilty indeed and I haven’t been able to find out who they were.

 

When questioned by the inquest into the death of Diana, Fatty Soames said that he saw his job as “to speak up for the Prince of Wales”. Fatty denied threatening Diana and warning her that “accidents happen” in the months before she died.

In 1972, Fatty left Kensington Palace and the British Army to work as a stockbroker. In 1974, Fatty became a personal assistant; first to Sir James Goldsmith and then in 1976 to US Senator Mark Hatfield, whose employ Fatty left in 1978 to become a Director of Bland Welch, Lloyd’s Brokers. Between 1979–81, Fatty was an Assistant Director of the Sedgwick Group.

Sir Jams Goldsmith has featured in previous posts and comments. Sir Jams was very rich, very right wing, very excessive, took part in many Ugandan discussions and was a mate of Lord Lucan and John Aspinall, the boozing, gambling, self-diagnosed alpha male who kept a zoo in which the lions devoured the keepers. See previous posts.

Fatty was elected as the MP for Crawley at the 1983 General Election and held the seat until 1997. In the 1997 General Election, Fatty stood as the successful Tory candidate for Mid-Sussex after Tim Renton stood down at the election. Fatty has remained the constituency MP since then.

Both constituencies that Fatty has represented are in Bloomsbury Group country and the area elects Councillors and MPs who conceal the Sussex end of Dafydd’s operation. Kids in care from north Wales were trafficked to brothels in Brighton.

Hellingly Hospital, formerly known as the East Sussex County Asylum, was experienced by Patient F before he moved in north Wales in 1979. F told me that Hellingly was if anything as dangerous as Denbigh. While there a completely psychotic patient tried to murder F and told staff that he’d have another go as soon as he could. F was discharged, although homeless and far from well himself, after the Top Doctors admitted that the hospital could not keep him safe from the man who was keen to kill him. It was also at Hellingly that F, a slightly built hippy, was challenged to a fight with a sizeable aggressive non-hippy. The response of the Angels was to gather in a circle to watch the big fight.

Since I began this blog I received information that Hellingly Top Docs were part of Dafydd’s network and the Grapevine Of Corruption was brought into use one more when F began confronting social workers in Gwynedd when he found out about the boys in the Ty Newydd children’s home being beaten up by the social workers. See previous posts, including for more info on Hellingly.

I’m also fairly sure that the family of the odious Mandy Leigh who worked at St George’s when I did and spent her entire time toadying to those facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring and trampling over everyone else lived in one of those constituencies represented by Fatty.

So why did Fatty spontaneously change constituencies in 1997, as the Waterhouse Inquiry was launched??

Tim Renton was a key member of Thatch’s Gov’ts. Renton stood down in 1997, bagging a peerage and thus made way for Fatty.

The Lord Renton of Mount Harry
Minister for the Arts
In office
28 November 1990 – 11 April 1992
Prime Minister John Major
Preceded by David Mellor
Succeeded by David Mellor (as Secretary of State for National Heritage)
Chief Whip of the House of Commons
Parliamentary Secretary to the Treasury
In office
24 July 1989 – 28 November 1990
Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher
Preceded by David Waddington
Succeeded by Richard Ryder
Minister of State for Foreign and Commonwealth Affairs
In office
2 September 1985 – 13 June 1987
Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher
Preceded by Richard Luce
Succeeded by David Mellor
Under-Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs
In office
11 September 1984 – 1 September 1985
Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher
Preceded by Ray Whitney
Succeeded by Tim Eggar
Member of Parliament
for Mid Sussex
In office
28 February 1974 – 1 May 1997
Preceded by Constituency Created
Succeeded by Nicholas Soames
Personal details
Born 28 May 1932 (age 87)
Political party Conservative
Alma mater Magdalen College, Oxford

Eton-educated Ronald Timothy Renton, Baron Renton of Mount Harry, also served as a Minister of State in the Home Office but I’m not sure when. That Tim was Thatch’s Chief Whip from 24 July 1989 until Thatch was deposed in Nov 1990 tells us much that we need to know about Tim. I was lured into the trap of a seemingly wonderful job at St George’s in April/May 1989; Prof Geoffrey Chamberlain published a co-authored paper with Prof Ollie Brooke just as I was in the process of applying for/accepting the job.

Ollie, the key player in a pan-European paedophile ring, had been jailed for child porn offences in Dec 1986 and was released early when he appealed to Lord Chief Justice Geoffrey Lane in May 1987. At both of his trials, hundreds of letters of support for Ollie ‘from colleagues’ were submitted to the presiding judges. The world was told that Ollie was a sad, disgraced man who was finished. See post ‘Oliver!’.

Staff at St George’s spoke to me of the unfortunate Ollie episode, of how Chamberlain was sorry that such a ‘brilliant scientist’ had been ruined, but that Ollie was long gone. Ollie was never a ‘brilliant scientist’; he did what most medics of his era did ie. a few not very impressive publications as a junior doc in order to demonstrate sufficient science to bag a consultant’s job. Once Ollie had been given his post as a consultant paediatrician and Prof of Paediatrics at St George’s – by Nice Lady Doctor Baroness June Lloyd, who knew when she became Head of the newly established Dept of Paediatrics at St George’s that a huge trafficking ring was being facilitated by St George’s and that her job was to fill that Dept of Paediatrics with other Top Docs who would develop the ring (see previous posts) – Ollie never published anything again, until a hastily co-authored paper appeared in a paediatrics journal edited by one of his mates literally days before his trial in Dec 1986. Thus Ollie could be constructed as an active, cutting edge academic paediatrician when the Court was told of his many wonders.

Ollie’s next foray into academia was with Chamberlain when they published a paper just as Chamberlain was offering me a job with his team. St George’s was given as Ollie’s affiliated institution on that paper. Ollie and other St George’s staff then published a small number of papers together while I was working at St George’s. Ollie’s address on the papers was yet again given as St George’s. Once it was clear that I was going to get the hell out of St George’s asap, the brilliant scientist stopped publishing with my colleagues and indeed never published anything ever again. See post ‘Too Many Pills’. Ollie’s sudden and late flush of academic authorship not only coincided with my arrival and time at St George’s, but also with the repeated efforts that Chamberlain’s mates in north Wales made to have me imprisoned by perjuring themselves in the High Court at various locations in England and Wales. Those Court cases correlated perfectly with various crucial events taking place during Thatch’s final years as PM and the fortunate of her friend, Minister and aide, Peter Morrison. See post ‘The Bitterest Pill’.

Tim Renton was Chief Whip throughout it all. He was Chief Whip in late 1989 when a ‘case conference’ was held in north Wales about my dangerousness, by the Gang, while I was living and working in London. The driving force behind the case conference was Tony Francis. It was held by a man of whom I had never heard until a few years ago when my lawyers accessed the documentation, Dr Chris Hunter. People of whom I had never met or indeed heard of gave evidence about me as well as members of the Gang who had repeatedly broken the law with regard to me and others. Hunter’s conclusion was that I was extremely dangerous and should be incarcerated in a high security psych hospital. Hunter offered to compile a report for the Court about me; I was not facing any charges at the time. See post ‘The Night Of The (Dr Chris) Hunter’.

Posts such as ‘Security, Security’ have discussed the two Public Inquiries into the horrors of Ashworth Hospital on Merseyside in the late 1980s/90s. Ashworth was run as one of the Gang’s personal prisons and the place was in chaos. A sex abuse ring was running within the hospital, the brutality was unbelievable and the murder of a patient by an Angel finally drew attention to just how bad things were there. Both Inquiries concluded that the Angels had been a little excessive but the main problem was an institution containing Dangerous Nutters. Dafydd’s mates made up the panels of both Inquiries. The Angels of Ashworth were all members of the POA (Prison Officers Association) and many of them were members of the National Front. The POA ran Ashworth and there were fist fights between Angels, Top Docs and clin psychologists, all three ‘professional’ groups hating each other. The POA were far more violent than the Top Docs or clin psychs so they won the day; their Professional Colleagues had their tyres slashed, received death threats and had fire bombs placed under their cars.

Dr Chris Hunter had established and managed Lawrence Ward, the ‘personality disorder unit’ at Ashworth, where the most serious ‘problems’ existed. Having presided over such excellence, Chris Hunter was also given the Caswell Clinic in south Wales to run, another facility for treating Dangerous Nutters. Well he was an Expert.

Tim Renton was also Chief Whip throughout the events detailed in my post ‘The Bitterest Pill’, in which during the first eight months of 1990, the Gang repeatedly took me to the High Court in attempts to have me imprisoned on the basis of extensive perjury that was exposed during each case. The lawyers and judges involved were colleagues and personal friends of many of Thatch’s Ministers who were lawyers themselves. ‘The Bitterest Pill’ correlates dates of the events; they were clearly happening in direct relation to scraps within Thatch’s Gov’t and Sir Peter Morrison’s roles in that Gov’t.

I have detailed many times on the blog how city financiers were involved with the Westminster Paedophile Ring. One of the Gang’s main men in the city was Peter Walker. It needs to be borne in mind that Edward du Cann’s battle with my grandfather – du Cann, the Tory MP for Taunton, was a good friend of Peter Walker – when I was still a kid added fuel to the fire re the Gang’s pursuit of me.

Du Cann was such a successful and well-connected crook that, even after his public outing as a crook in 1974 after the collapse of Keyser Ullman, the merchant bank of which du Cann was a Director (it was in 1974 that Stuart the paedophile who was a spotter for Dafydd’s Gang moved into a cottage down the lane from our house, he was one of our two nearest neighbours), as discussed in ‘The Milk Street and Other Mafias’, du Cann remained an important figure in the City. But then du Cann was back in business shortly after his bankruptcy in 1993 and no matter how many millions were owed to people after the collapse of yet another Edward du Cann vehicle, du Cann always found himself living more than comfortably. He ended his days living in Cyprus – by which time D.G.E. Wood was running clinics on Cyprus – owning vineyards. See previous posts.

Du Cann didn’t just run a corner shop a la Thatch’s dad, he always Thought Big. In 1984, du Cann succeeded Duncan Sandys – who was married to Diana Churchill, the eldest sister of Fatty’s mum Mary – as Chairman of Lonrho. du Cann was succeeded as the Chair of Lonrho himself by Tiny Rowland, when du Cann was forced to resign his Chairmanship as a result of the collapse of Homes Assured of which du Cann was Deputy Chairman. In true du Cann style, he resigned as Deputy Chair two days before Homes Assured collapsed, owing £10 million to creditors.

Lonrho, a multinational with big interests in mining and Rhodesia, starred in previous posts, but it was such an impressive shitfest that I continue to find further gems. I might dedicate yet another blog post to Lonrho if I have time.

Tiny Rowland (discussed extensively in previous posts) had been CEO of Lonrho, 1962-94 and was famously the subject of Grocer Heath’s ‘unacceptable face of capitalism’ comments in 1973. The unacceptability did not go away. Tiny was forced to step down as Chair of Lonrho in Oct 1993 after a boardroom coup organised by Dieter Bock. See previous posts.

Then there was the battle between Tiny and al Fayed re the ownership of Harrods…

Oh well accidents happen as Fatty reassures us.

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One of Tiny’s fellow Directors of Lonrho when the Grocer denounced it as the unacceptable face of capitalism was Angus Ogilvy. The Bridgwater Tories used to be obsessed with Angus Ogilvy, Ogilvy was seen as epitomising all that was cool and glamourous about Toryism and Poshness. I didn’t realise that he was a mate of Edward du Cann’s, that’ll be how Angus came into the orbit of the Enmore Set, who considered themselves a cut above Durleigh.

Sir Angus James Bruce Ogilvy, (14 September 1928-26 December 2004) was best known as the husband of Princess Alexandra, one of Brenda’s cousins. Ogilvy was named in the scandal involving Lonrho breaking the sanctions against Ian Smith’s regime in Rhodesia. After Ogilvy’s business career ended in 1976 as a result of the Lonrho affair,  Angus was heavily involved in charidee work.

The Hon. Angus Ogilvy was the second son of the 12th Earl of Airlie and Lady Alexandra Coke, the daughter of the 3rd Earl of Leicester. Angus’s grandmother, Mabell Ogilvy, Countess of Airlie, was a close friend and Lady-in-Waiting to Queen Mary. Queen Mary featured in previous posts; Mary was the Queen Consort of King George V. George V was killed prematurely with opiates by Top Doc Lord Bertrand Dawson of Penn, as Penn admitted. Mary’s brother, the Earl of Athlone (originally Prince Alexander of Teck, Mary being Princess Mary of Teck of German Royalty) was Chairman of the Middlesex Hospital and Chancellor of the University of London. I’m not sure if Queen Mary’s brother was still Chairman of the Middlesex when Gwynne trained there, but the Earl of Athlone was Chancellor of London University when that institution gave Gwynne his degree in medicine. See previous posts for the gen on the Tecks…

Ogilvy’s father was a Lord-in-Waiting to King George V and Lord Chamberlain to Backstairs Billy’s boss who evolved into the Queen Mum but went under the name of Queen Elizabeth when Angus’s dad was Lord-in-Waiting. Angus Ogilvy was a second cousin of Diana Mosley, second cousin of Lavinia Fitzalan-Howard, Duchess of Norfolk, and a second cousin once removed of Robert Gascoyne-Cecil, 5th Marquess of Salisbury. Angus was also third cousin, once removed, of Pamela Harriman.

Angus Ogilvy is also related to Fatty Soames. Angus’s grandfather, Lt Col David Stanley Williams Ogilvy 11th (or 6th) Earl of Airlie, was the brother of Clementine Ogilvy Hozier aka Mrs Winston Churchill.

Ogilvy was educated at Heatherdown School near Ascot and then Eton. Between 1946 and 1948, while on National Service, Angus was commissioned as an officer in the  Scots Guards. Angus completed a BA in PPE at Trinity College, Oxford, graduating in 1950.

After Oxford, Ogilvy worked at the Drayton company, later working with Tiny Rowland in Drayton’s subsidiary, London and Rhodesia Mining and Land Company aka Lonrho.

L-R: Sir James Ramsay (Governor of Queensland), Princess Alexandra, Sir Angus Ogilvy, and Lady Janet Ramsay at Government House, 1978

On 24 April 1963, Ogilvy married Princess Alexandra of Kent, a granddaughter of  King George V, at Westminster Abbey. The wedding ceremony was attended by all the members of the Royal Family and was broadcast worldwide on TV, watched by an estimated 200 million people.

The Royal Wedding served the function of so many Royal Weddings, in that it was an excellent distraction from other matters, in this case the Profumo Affair that had been for some months been providing wonderfully sordid revelations re the conduct of people dangerously close to Royals and rumours of the involvement of Royals per se. John Profumo had made his statement to the House denying any impropriety with Christine Keeler on 22 March 1963. Not that anyone believed Profumo; a row ensued with various MPs taking chunks out of each other and in particular Harold Macmillan the PM; Mr Thrope and Nigel Birch – the Tory MP for Flintshire (which became West Flintshire), who later became Lord Rhyl and was a paid up member of the Gang – led the fray. See previous posts.

Meanwhile, Ma’am Darling and her husband Lord Snowdon were enjoying recreational chemicals and Ugandan discussions, some of those services being provided by Gwynne and Dafydd. Lord S – who’s grandfather was a psychiatrist, had his country house near Caernarfon where Lords S and Ma’am Darling dropped in to stay from time to time – was a good mate of Mr Thrope and Roger Gilliatt as well as Jeremy Fry, who lived in Bath. Lord S and Ma’am Darling’s wedding on 6 May 1960 proved a problem where the selection of the best man was concerned. Jeremy Fry was ruled out because he has recently been convicted of opportuning for immoral purposes, Mr Thrope couldn’t do it either because he had been boasting of having shagged both Ma’am Darling and Lord S, so the job was given to Roger Gilliatt. Gwynne’s mate.

For the extraordinary background to Ma’am Darling’s arranged and, from the very outset, utterly toxic marriage to Lord Snowdon, see post ‘Holding The Country To Ransom – Part II’.

Jeremy Fry wasn’t allowed in the wedding photos but he remained a good mate of the Snowdons. Jeremy lived near Bath and held really good parties, nearly as good as those at Cliveden. In Lord S’s final years, it was revealed by a DNA test that Lord S was the biological father of Polly Fry, Jeremy Fry’s daughter. Polly was conceived at the time of the engagement of Ma’am Darling and Lord S. Lord S warmly welcomed Polly as an addition to his family. See previous posts.

I’m not Shocked and Disgusted at the Ugandan discussions and I hope that if a male friend or partner of mine discovered that they had fathered someone years ago they would not be dishonest enough to deny it or tell the long-lost offspring to get lost. My problem here is with the involvement of Gwynne and Dafydd, their activities in coercing people to enter the sex industry who were absolutely not interested and their destruction of anyone who dared challenge their criminal activities.

Jeremy Fry was a member of the Fry’s chocolate dynasty and much of the dynasty was based in Bristol. See previous posts for info on Jeremy and his family.

Bath is not far from Bristol and the two cities have excellent transport links. Bath is a lot posher than Bristol and during the 1980s, Bath became very expensive indeed and was the habitat of wealthy people who worked in London. The train from Paddington to Bath was not like any other West Country train, it was mind-blowing in terms of the packed first class carriage of city gents boozing on their way home.

Bath did not only become popular with Civil Service mandarins and city financiers, it also acted as a magnet for celebs. Rockers purchased homes there, including Peter Gabriel; Artists also accumulated in the surrounding area because there were people in Bath who could afford to pay high prices for works of art. F once sold an oil painting to an interior designer in Bath for thousands. No-one in north Wales could afford to pay F the sort of prices that his work commanded when he did manage to sell it in Bath or London.

In 1969 the pop artist Peter Blake left London to live at Bath.

Peter Blake
Blake, The First Real Target.jpg

The First Real Target, 1961, Tate Gallery
Born
Peter Thomas Blake

25 June 1932 (age 87)

Dartford, Kent, England
Education Royal College of Art
Known for Painting, Printmaking
Notable work
Self-Portrait with Badges, 1961
Movement Pop art
Spouse(s)
  • Jann Haworth
    (m. 1963; div. 1979)
  • Chrissy Wilson (m. 1987)

Sir Peter Thomas Blake (born 25 June 1932) is best known for co-creating the sleeve design for the Beatles’ album Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band. His other best known works include the cover of the Band Aid single ‘Do They Know It’s Christmas?’ and the Live Aid concert poster. Blake also designed the 2012 Brit Award statuette. See previous posts for details of the Beatles’ connections to the Gang, as well as those of Paula Yates and more information re Peter Black.

Lesley Crowther lived in Bath and was nearly killed when he crashed his Rolls when driving home to Bath on 3 Oct 1992. Crowther sustained serious head injuries and was never the same again. No cause of the crash was ever identified. Crowther was the father-in-law of Phil Lynott from Thin Lizzy who developed serious Class A addiction problems and died as a result on 4 Jan 1986. The account of Lynott’s ‘treatment’ and death suggests serious neglect on the part of the Top Docs.

Leslie Crowther was heavily involved with charidees with links to those we know and love. Crowther had serious drink problem and although he and his family spoke of his Treatment and how Proud everyone was of him, again there are indications of the very familiar ‘We’ll not work too hard to save this rich drunk who knows about organised abuse’ Top Docs’ attitude. Crowther struggled on after his car crash and died on 29 Sept 1996, just as The Hague announced that Ronnie Waterhouse would be holding his Inquiry in four months time. Patient F and I had just been arrested yet again and preparations to sent me to a secure unit were in hand…

Crowther’s family seemed unaware that the Top Docs had not always acted in the best interests of Crowther and Lynott.  See previous posts for further details re Crowther and Phil Lynott…

There are elite ‘detox’ clinics in the vicinity of Bath and such clinics are often a cover for flogging yet more drugs to the celebs. That is rife in NHS clinics and it is even more common in the posh expensive clinics because the patients have a lot of money of which they can be relieved. Cecil Parkinson’s wife Ann helped establish one such facility – Action Of Addiction – after the Parkinsons’ daughter Mary developed addiction problems and became a sex worker. The rescued Mary was found dead on Dec 10 2017. Mary had Committed Suicide By Hanging Herself. Two days after she was discharged from the private Nightingale Hospital.

After Mary’s difficult younger years:

‘she had reconciled with Cecil and his death in January 2016 hit her hard. Towards the end of her life she lived alone as she battled with depression.

Dr Mike McPhillips, a psychiatrist at the private Nightingale Hospital told the inquest: “She was transferred to my care in the summer of 2017. Mary did not really believe that she was mentally ill, and she did not believe she had been mentally ill in the past. She did not admit that she had a bipolar diagnosis. She really felt she should have been in an addiction centre. Friends and family met to discuss what to do. It had been a tremendous difficulty as a group of people trying to persuade Mary what we thought was the best course of action. She found it very difficult to make up her mind.”

Dr McPhillips added: “It was her persuasion to be part of the addiction treatment centre. She strongly believed it was the way to get better, even with things like depression. There was a point I was so concerned that I did invite a section assessment. Those who knew her had the challenging experience of looking her in the eyes and saying ‘Are you going to be alright?’ and then finding out she was planning on killing herself. There was a great anxiety about letting her out of the hospital. All possible levels of care, from living with a friend, living with a carer – everything had been discussed. On each occasion she found a way to avoid that care. Tragically she was found hanging on December 10.”

A friend had come around to meet Mary after she failed to show up for an outing. She peered through the letterbox and at first thought she was standing on the stairs, but then realised she was hanging. A neighbour then smashed a window to get into the house and called an ambulance.

Westminster Coroner Dr Shirley Radcliffe said: “It would seem to me it is a clear case, and that an appropriate conclusion, is that Mary Parkinson has killed herself. She was found hanging at her home address. She suffered from bipolar disorder. She went back to her home address and hung herself. Ambulance crews arrived but it was not possible to resuscitate her.”

The coroner said Miss Parkinson died as a result of asphyxiation and recorded a verdict of suicide.’

The usual advert followed this article from The Mirror:

Samaritans (116 123) operates a 24-hour service available every day of the year. If you prefer to write down how you’re feeling… [If necessary it will be amended by any Top Docs fearful of your credibility as a witness and shared with third parties, including the best lawyers that the MDU and NHS can find. Neither will the Sams help in cases of evidence of criminal activity of People In Gov’t, Aristocracy Or Royals.

Mary Parkinson had knowledge of Crime In High Tory Places. She was found hanging after this blog really got underway and had mentioned people very well-known to Cecil…

 

See previous posts for details of Mary Parkinson and her mother Lady Ann’s contribution to Dafydd-land.

Some of the detox clinics were a well-kept secret; Will Self wrote of detoxing in a clinic near Weston-Super-Mare that I had no idea existed.

Will Self is married to journo Deborah Orr; they separated in 2017. I have only just discovered that Orr was Deputy Editor of ‘City Limits’ when ‘City Limits’ tried to persuade the man from Fiddington whom Dame Heather Hallett ensured did not go to prison for manslaughter to use ‘City Limits’  for PR and advertising purposes. He told them that he really didn’t want to be featured in a magazine for Homosexuals. They snapped ‘You’re not homophobic are you?’

Deborah: Yes he is! As are all of his mates, who were being cultivated by the Oxford crowd when the Gang were after my friends and I. I cannot believe that the degenerate but Oxbridge-educated offspring of the High Tories didn’t notice the cultural difference.

I knew that Deborah and Will knew all about the years of the Upper Classes Going To Bridgy but I had no idea that it was one of her staff who rang him up that day… I was in the room Deborah. I thought ‘That’ll show the unprincipled metropolitan classes what happens in the face of such shameless opportunism…’

I wonder if Deborah and Will have been to dinner at Durleigh with Botney?

 

Bath resident Peter Blake was part of the art movement known as the Brotherhood of Ruralists. Graham Ovenden was a founder of the Brotherhood of Ruralists in 1975, along with Graham Arnold, Ann Arnold, Peter Blake, David Inshaw, Annie Ovenden and Jann Haworth. The Brotherhood is no longer extant, although in 2005 it had a major London exhibition at the Leicester Galleries. They were given the name “Brotherhood of Ruralists” by the writer Laurie Lee.

Graham Ovenden was born in Hampshire, into a Fabian household and was taught music privately by Albert Ketèlbey. Ovenden was a student at the Royal College of Music before taking up painting around 1962. Ovenden was tutored by Lord David Cecil and John Betjeman. Betjeman was a close friend of Harold Wilson’s wife Mary and the father of Candida, one of the originals of ‘Private Eye’. The Eye crowd knew of the Gang and the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Candida became Candida Lycett Green after she married Rupert, a Savile Row tailor made clothes for the Stars. In the 1960s, the Lycett Greens were part of Swinging London, friends with Sir Jams’s and Lord Lucan’s mate John Aspinall and the Beatles, Terence Stamp and the rest… See post ‘Come Friendly Bombs…’

Candida was also a friend of Carlo.

Candida died from pancreatic cancer on 19 Aug 2014. By then Operation Pallial had resulted in a few elderly molesters who once stalked north Wales being imprisoned but more importantly, the Macur Review of the Waterhouse Inquiry was on the way. Not that Candida, the key witness of the Posh End of the Gang’s network, could have caused much damage what with Call Me Dave and Theresa May carefully rigging the Macur Review and Lady Justice Macur redacting nearly all of her final Report that was as exhaustive and transparent as Ronnie’s original Inquiry had been, as Julia Macur confirmed.

R.I.P. Candida, founder of the Eye, an organ who’s founders employed Ronnie Waterhouse as their libel reader.

In 2006, Lycett Green organised various events to mark the centenary of her father’s birth. These included a gala at the Prince of Wales Theatre in London and a jamboree in Cornwall for eight thousand people.

Candida Lycett Green (left) unveiling a plaque commemorating her father, John Betjeman, at Marylebone Station in 2006:

Candida Lycett Green (left) unveiling a plaque commemorating her father, John Betjeman, at Marylebone Station in 2006.

Statue (2007) of Sir John Betjeman at St Pancras Station. A most appropriate location, St Pancras Station being the venue throughout the 1980s where one could see kids in care offering their services as sex workers and Empowered Service Users sleeping rough before they were eventually found dead. If I noticed this going on why did so many other people Know Nuzzing? Then there was a TV documentary in the 1990s in which the documentary makers Got Down With The Kids who were living rough in London, including at St Pancras Station. As The Kids angrily discussed Their Lives And Their Hopes with the well-heeled ones behind the cameras, they protested angrily about their public image as Scum and one of them asked that if they were the Scum, why was the MP for NAME OF CONSTITUENCY REPLACED BY A LOUD BLEEP approaching boys at St Pancras Station and offering them money to have sex him?

 

Candida’s dad’s former pupil and friend Graham Ovenden attended the Southampton School of Art and graduated from the Royal College of Art in 1968. One of his most important teachers was James Sellars, an expert on Samuel Palmer.

Ovenden moved to Cornwall from Richmond-upon-Thames in 1973 with his partner painter Annie Ovenden and their family. He bought a cottage on Bodmin Moor with 22 acres of land and began constructing “Barley Splatt”, a neo-Gothic building. All the building was done by Ovenden himself and by 1988 the house was about half finished. It was put on the market as an unfinished project in 2008 and sold.

Ovenden’s art work featuring pre-pubescent girls had long since caused concern, but Ovenden’s colleagues and friends robustly defended him and his work. At various times Ovenden’s work was seized by the police, censored, banned etc but was defended by eminent people including lawyer Lord Jeremy Hutchison and the artists David Hockney and Sir Hugh Casson (Casson taught Carlo watercolour painting). A number of models who had sat for Ovenden as children assured everyone that they had never encountered problems with him. Which they might not have, but some kids definitely did.

In March 2013, Ovenden went on trial at Truro Crown Court, accused with nine charges of indecency with a child and indecent assault on victims aged between six and 14. He denied the claims. On 2 April 2013, Ovenden was found guilty of six charges of indecency with a child and one charge of indecent assault against a child. The charges came from adults who claimed they had been abused by Ovenden as children. Some of them claimed that he abused children while they were posing for his pictures. The abuse charges related to incidents between 1972 and 1985. Ovenden was sentenced to 12 months imprisonment, suspended for two years. On 9 October 2013 the Appeal Court increased his sentence to an immediate prison term of 27 months.

While Ovenden seems not to have abused all the kids whom he encountered, some of them were very clear that he had abused them. Ovenden was a well-known gregarious man and at least some of the adults close to him must have known that there was genuine cause for concern. Yet their universal reaction in the face of questions was ‘How Very Dare You’…

Here’s Candida with Jilly Cooper, who writes books about posh people having sex with the lower orders – Jilly was a fan of Rhodri Morgan and even gave a donation to Rhodri’s campaign when he ran for the Leadership of the Welsh Labour Party –and Brian’s Missus:

Ovenden was defended by some very influential people. Jeremy Hutchison was of the Bloomsbury Group and his ex-wives/partners, friends and relations could be found everywhere; they included thespians, writers, lawyers and Top Docs with a good splattering of politicians and aristocrats eg. Peggy Ashcroft, John Mortimer (who shared sexual partners as well as friends with Roger Gilliatt), Grocer Heath….

Jeremy Hutchison was entertaining in Court but he boasted about defending ‘loveable rogues’ whom he knew were guilty and taking the piss out of witnesses whom he knew were telling the truth. Some of the loveable rogues were serious offenders who weren’t that loveable if one was on the receiving end of them.

Jeremy was best known for leading the defence at the Lady Chatterley trial. Hutchinson was a member of the Committee on Immigration Appeals and of the Committee on Identification Procedures; Vice-Chairman of the Arts Council of Great Britain and a Professor of Law at the Royal Academy of Arts. At the Tate Gallery, Jeremy Hutchison was first a Trustee and then Chairman.

Jeremy was a member of Middle Temple, like Ronnie Waterhouse. Jeremy picked up his peerage in 1978, the year that Mr Thrope was charged…

Hutchison went to Stowe School, the institution that educated Peregrine Worsthorne and George Melly, who had consensual sex with each other when they were still at school. So why Perry railed against Homosexuality in the Sunday Torygraph in the 1980s I’m not sure. Perry is married to Lucinda Lambton, the daughter of Grocer Heath’s Minister Lord Lambton who made waves in 1973 when he was the centre of a tabloid scandal after Lord L was photographed smoking a joint in bed with two call girls supplied by a Mayfair agency. Ronnie Waterhouse’s lifelong bestest friend Robin Day interviewed Lord Lambton and spat at him ‘Why would a man like you need to use a WHORE?’ Lord Lambton explained that he liked a bit of variety and asked Day if he did as well.

I have always admired Lord Lambton for that response, it was by far the best way of dealing with Robin Day, a man who was a big mate of the lawyers  – Geoffrey Howe and others as well as Waterhouse – who protected Dafydd and Gwynne while they ran the paedophile/sex abuse ring. However I have found out that Lord Lambton was almost certainly using call girls supplied by the Gang himself; Lord Lambton’s family estate was in Co Durham, so he was on site with the Gang’s network whether he was at home or in London.

Antony Lambton was the cousin of Alec Douglas-Home. Lambton was elected to Durham City Council and to Durham County Council in 1947, serving for two years. He was Tory MP for Berwick-on-Tweed, 1951-73, a seat which was held by William Beveridge, 1944-45.

See previous posts for Lord Lambton, who was undoubtedly someone else in a High Place who rendered Gwynne and Dafydd untouchable. Lord Lambton’s use of services provided by them will have been why the investigation by the security services after the News Of The Screws expose concluded that Lord Lambton was not a security risk, never had been and only enjoyed a bit of variety on that one occasion.

Following the scandal, Lambton retired, separated from his wife and bought bought Villa Cetinale, a 17th-century villa in Tuscany where he lived with Claire Ward, née Baring, mother of actress Rachel Ward and daughter of the cricketer Giles Baring. Lambton never divorced his wife Bindy, who died in 2003.

Here’s Lord L’s villa:

It is lovely, but I don’t think that Lord L did the sackcloth and ashes bit and lived as a recluse there. People obviously knew how to get hold of him, because he appeared on Channel 4’s ‘After Dark’ in 1991, in a discussion Chaired by St Helena Kennedy, alongside Duncan Campbell, Jane Moore, Clare Short, Anthony Howard and others. Lord L lived at his Tuscan villa until he died in hospital in Siena, Italy, on 30 December 2006.

In April 1991, shortly after I had been forced out of my job at St George’s and left destitute in London after Prof Nigel Eastman told me to go back to north Wales because Dafydd was my doctor and knew me, the Gang took me to the Royal Courts of Justice in The Strand in yet another attempt to have me imprisoned! It was perjury as usual, with the knowledge of the MDU, Anne Ball (the solicitor whom they instructed) and the judge. St Helena was in the Court next to me conducting a test case re Wimmin Victims of domestic abuse.

St Helena’s book ‘Eve Was Framed’ thanks Nigel Eastman of St George’s Hospital for his advice and help in advising her over so many years. See post ‘Eve Was Framed – As Were A Lot Of Other People’. St Helena was one of the movers and shakers behind ‘WISH’ (Women In Special Hospitals) a charidee set up in the mid/late 1980s to Help Wimmin in high security psych hospitals. WISH – Julie Bindel was involved as well – knew about Savile in Broadmoor, knew about Dafydd and the Gang and although WISH repeatedly flagged up how many women in those hospitals had been the victims of sexual violence, they never mentioned that that violence had very frequently been incurred at the hands of the mental health services as well as the child protection services. See ‘Close Your Eyes And Make A WISH’.

WISH was established just as Brown and I began telling people of the excesses of the psych services in north Wales. I had written to MPs and charidees/campaigning organisations as well as to the GMC etc.

St Helena and her then colleague in Took’s Court, Michael Mansfield, are members of Gray’s Inn, as was Mars-Jones.

When St Helena’s mate Eastman told me to go back to north Wales because Dafydd knew me, he had received a letter from his colleague at St George’s/Springfield, Dr Robin Jacobson, stating that Dafydd was sexually exploiting patients and that Jacobson thought that Tony Francis was as well.

In the 1990s when Service User Involvement and Advocacy arrived in north Wales, the Service User Representatives and Advocates were selected and appointed by the Gang. The Independent Advocacy Association was so independent that it was funded by the NHS and Gwynedd County Council and advocates were told not to support people making serious complaints, including those who’s relatives had died in the ‘care’ of the Gang.

One of the only two paid positions in the Independent Advocacy Association was held by a woman called Marilyn, who had paralegal training. I only encountered Marilyn a few times; I realised that she was a complete stooge who was never going to take on the Gang. However Marilyn had the required skill-set: she was pompous, patronising, well-educated compared to most Empowered Service Users (although there were four or five of us with postgrad degrees which was more than Marilyn had) and a lesbian who banged on endlessly about Wimmin’s Issues, who was hostile to men and had no links at all with local Welsh speaking people.

After Marilyn had been in post for a while it was evident that the Empowered Service Users loathed her. I have mentioned many times how the Slaves, Perfect Slaves were themselves all under the yoke of Dafydd re their own welfare and that of their families and friends. Marilyn was no exception. Her partner committed suicide when Marilyn was busy leading the IAA and Marilyn had a breakdown. After many months, Marilyn disappeared from Bangor. She had been given a salaried position at Broadmoor as a Wimmin’s Advocate.

St Helena, can you explain how that happened?

One of those who worked as an advocate with the IAA in the early 1990s was Angie Gliddon. Angie was married to Chris Gliddon, a lecturer in the Dept of Plant Biology at UCNW, who taught me. Chris and Angie were friends with the other staff in the Dept (as well as in other Depts) who were Of The Gang and knew about Eric Sunderland’s Deal that saved the bacon of UCNW and of course Chris Gliddon’s job. After Gaining Experience with the IAA, Angie then bagged a job at Bangor University organising clinical trials.

In the early 1980s, Angie wanted to be a Labour MP. She launched her career in politics by serving as a member of Anglesey County Council. Angie soon left the embrace of the crooks and facilitators of the sex abuse ring on that Council, complaining of their Sexist Behaviour. In recent years Angie rejoined Anglesey County Council as a Councillor. Many of Angie’s fellow Councillors were/are the very same Councillors of whom Angie was so critical in the 1980s. Furthermore at least one of them has been to jail since then, come out of jail and returned to their role as a Councillor.

The Chairman of the Directors of the IAA was the Service Users Rep, Les Clucus. Clucus began his career as the Rep in the early 1990s. No-one knew how Clucus came to be the Rep, there were never any elections for any Rep, Clucus just acquired the role and began sitting in the office of Ella Fisk, the Angel who ran the Day Centre, accessing confidential information that Clucus then used against Empowered Service Users. Clucus specialised in sexually harassing female Empowered Service Users, including one in Group Therapy who had Shared that she had been the victim of a violent rape when she was 15 years old. Clucus achieved notoriety among Empowered Service Users on a UK level by declaring at one Service Users Conference that ‘My job is to do what the NHS wants’.

At one point a Real Advocate turned up in Bangor, with a PhD and experience of professional advocacy in the US. For some baffling reason, the IAA actually employed her; Clucus soon rectified their mistake. After she challenged him re his grossly unprofessional conduct at a Service Users Conference, Clucus had her sacked.

The Service Users Conferences were an interesting phenomenon. Just after I finished my PhD, I was working unpaid, conducting fieldwork for use as pilots to raise research funding to pay me a salary. I received an e mail from Fiona MacDonald, a former social worker for Barnardo’s who was then working as a social work tutor at Bangor University (a full-time, well-paid job), asking me to extract money from Bangor University to ‘fund’ four Service Users of Fiona’s acquaintance to attend a Service Users Conference. The registration fees alone for each Service User were in the hundreds. I told Fiona that I didn’t have a salary myself and there was no way that I could ask the University to fund Empowered Service Users (who were not even staff or students anyway) to attend conferences.

I was later confronted by a group of angry Empowered Service Users who told me that Fiona MacDonald had told them that the Vice-Chancellor of Bangor University was Discriminating Against Disabled People and had advised them to sue Bangor University. The Empowered Ones had dealings with the University because since Miranda climbed aboard the Service User Involvement con, all social work courses are legally obliged to have a group of Empowered Service Users who ‘advise’ on the course. In north Wales, the Gang provided those who advised Fiona and co; one member of the Gang, John Borland, a lecturer at Bangor University, set up a Consultancy that supplied Approved Service Users for the social work course at Bangor. John did of course charge the University for this service, although the Empowered ones just received expenses. I had a look at the list of names of John Borland’s Empowered Service Users; I did not recognise any of them. None of them were regulars re Using The Services.

John Borland’s wife Sandra Betts was a sociology lecturer at Bangor University. Sandra’s interest was Feminism. Sandra rarely turned up for work and most of her teaching and virtually all of her marking was done by unpaid female PhD students. On one occasion I met a woman at a conference who had previously worked as a junior lecturer in sociology at Bangor and who resigned after spending the day in an exam moderation session with Betts as Betts systematically marked down a female student who was outstanding, thus ensuring that she did not get a First. Sandra’s problem was that if the student gained a First she would be returning to Sandra’s Dept to undertake a PhD in gender theory and with her on the premises, Sandra and the Wimmin would become a laughing stock.

Because the IAA and the Service User Reps were such a joke I was never involved with their organisations, but I had friends who were. High points included Les Clucus claiming rent for a Service Users HQ, the address of which was Les’s own house and Les appointing his mates to voluntary roles with the IAA, explaining that if they volunteered, they would have their meals paid for. Then one of the Service User Reps stole all the money from one of the various incarnations of the IAA.

Accountability was entirely absent, even after years of cock-ups and swindles. Neither was it just north Wales. Cardiff University, in collaboration with MIND, offered Funding to Empowered Service Users to conduct Service-User Led Research. Money was awarded to people who had no experience of, or training in, any sort of research. Several thousand quid was awarded to a young man resident in a secure unit, who enjoyed himself spending his Research Funding on consumer durables, expensive clothes etc. Mark Drakeford was something to do with that initiative, but I don’t know if the Cardiff Social Sciences Prof who attended the meetings and ‘advised’ on the shambles was actually Drakeford himself.

Another Director of the IAA was a fantasist called Cyril who had retired to a village near Caernarfon from Birmingham. Cyril told different stories to different people re his past, including that he had been a police officer in Birmingham, or a prison officer. Whatever version Cyril told people, it included his role in beating up prisoners, including the Birmingham Six. Understandably people who believed Cyril’s versions of his past career were rather concerned. I suspect that none of Cyril’s claims were true. However it didn’t worry the IAA. After they interviewed Cyril about his glorious past, he was On The Board!

I tried my best to avoid Cyril after he told me that the good thing about being a Director of the IAA was that he could enter any ward in the Hergest Unit, sit there for as long as he wanted, listen to any confidential conversations at all ‘and they can’t throw me out’.

Cyril was of the generation of racist bigots who joked that ‘I just call them Western Oriental Gentlemen’.

When I was arrested yet again on the basis of the Gang’s perjury in 2002, I had I thought long left Cyril et al behind. I had a surprise. As I sat in Caernarfon Police Station under arrest, I was told by the Sgt that because I Had A History Of Mental Illness, I would have to have An Appropriate Adult in my interview. I told him not to be so bloody ridiculous, I had two degrees and (at that time) a job as a teacher. The Sgt insisted; it was the Rules! The Sgt told me that an Appropriate Adult had been called. Imagine my surprise when Cyril walked into the interview room. I told Cyril to leave, immediately. He refused. The Sgt refused to kick him out. So I told the Sgt, in front of Cyril, of every bit of dirt and wrongdoing that Cyril had been involved in of which I knew. Cyril fled. The Sgt didn’t stop his exit.

I asked how on earth Cyril had been called to the Police Station. I was told by the Sgt that ‘the Advocates now hold the contract in north Wales for providing appropriate adults in police interviews, it’s a Safeguard’. I did not have time to investigate exactly how that situation ever developed, I spent the next two years trying to keep myself out of prison after all Safeguards failed.

 

Previous posts have discussed how George Melly offered an underaged boy money to have sex with him when Melly went to perform a gig at Theatre Gwynedd in Bangor in the late 1970s. The boy told F and F was appalled and openly discussed the matter, including with members of the Caring Professions. The boy whom George Melly wanted to have sex with was the son of a prison officer who was violent to the boy; the boy ended up as one of Dafydd’s drugs patients… George Melly purchased a country property near Brecon.

See previous posts for info on Hutchison, Lord Lambton, Stowe School and its former pupils, Perry, Melly etc…

See also previous posts for details of the saga involving Graham Ovenden’s work over many years and the robust campaign to defend it launched by Lord Hutchison and his mates…

 

Fat Pang served as the Tory MP for Bath, 1979-92. Fat Pang was the Brains behind much Tory Party organising and campaigning as discussed in previous posts. Cecil Parkinson’s mistress Sara Keays’s dad Col Hastings Keays lived in Bath – Sara moved back in with him after Cecil dropped her on the spot after her pregnancy caused red faces for his colleagues – and was appalled at the way in which his daughter was treated by the Tory Party machine, as well as the smears published by the Tory-supporting press, including the Daily Mail. Peregrine Worsthorne and Bill Deedes were very powerful figures in the Tory media at the time. Both knew of Dafydd, Gwynne and the Westminster Paedophile Ring; Bill Deedes, a long-standing personal friend of Denis and Thatch, had served as a Tory MP in Macmillan’s Cabinet. Deedes knew those in the Cabinet who were personal friends of Gwynne and Dafydd and he knew Edward du Cann. See ‘Shurely Shome Mishtake’.

Col Keays was mocked for being a Sir Herbert Gussett, but some of the old rural Tories (including my father) did not realise how low those leading that Party in the 1980s had sunk. Thatch successfully sold herself to small businessmen and farmers as being For Them; they had no idea of the troughing, the crime and the systematic shafting of small businesspeople to benefit massive multinationals (like Lonrho) run by crooks.

Fat Pang’s wife, Lady Lavender Patten, is an old friend of Peter Hain and campaigned with him in the Anti-Apartheid Movement in the 1970s. Gwynne and Dafydd’s mate David Ennals and his brother John both served as Chairmen of AAM, Mr Thrope was a keen supporter as were many others on the left who were part of Dafydd’s network. David Ennals spent the 1970s and 80s serving MIND in various capacities and also concealed organised abuse in Norfolk. Ennals reached his zenith when he was appointed Secretary of State of the DHSS under Callaghan. Mary Wynch was arrested and imprisoned on Ennals’ watch. Ennals had been cluttering up the DHSS since Swinging Richard Crossman was Secretary of State, 1968-70. See post ‘The Science Of Animal Behaviour’. Martin Ennals, the Third Ennals Brother, was for years the Secretary General of Amnesty International.

David Ennals’s son Sir Paul Martin Ennals is Chair of Haringey Local Safeguarding Children board (LSCB), South Tyneside LSCB, Gateshead LSCB and Sunderland LSCB. He also Chairs the Safeguarding Adult Boards of Gateshead, South Tyneside and Sunderland. Sir Paul was previously Chief Executive of the United Kingdom’s National Children’s Bureau (NCB) a post he took up in 1998. The NCB was infiltrated by paedophiles as long ago as the 1970s. Prior to his role at the NCB, Sir Paul was Director of education and employment for the  RNIB. He was Vice-Chairman of the Gov’ts National Advisory Group on SEN, 1997-2001, Chairman of the Council for Disabled Children 1993–98 and founder Chairman of the Special Educational Consortium.

In 2000 Paul Ennals Chaired an independent review of pre-schools and playgroups funded by the DfES. He Chaired the DfES/Dept of Health working group which produced the guidance on disabled children aged birth to three years Together from the Start in 2002, which was the precursor to the Early Support Programme. Paul served on the Department of Health Strategy Group for the Children’s National Service Framework and Chaired the group which produced the core standards. In 2003 Paul Ennals Chaired the Task Group making recommendations on children and young people for the Public Health White Paper.

How refreshing that Paul Ennals, the son of Dafydd’s old mate, began running the UK’s school system just as I qualified as a teacher. Lord Ennals himself had sadly passed over, all of a sudden, from pancreatic cancer back on 17 June 1995, some three weeks before Bing Spear and Peter Morrison died.

Paul Ennals was Chairman of the Children’s Workforce Development Council from 2009 until its closure in 2012. CWDC represented the interests of employers and employees working with children in early years, social care, and related settings. Sir Paul currently chairs the Voluntary Organisations Network North East (VONNE), Fareshare Northeast, and the Fulfilling Lives Strategic Board. Ennals is Vice-Chair of Ways to Wellness.

Brenda knighted Paul, Son Of Dafydd And Gwynne’s Friend, in her 2009 Birthday Honours.

Lavender Patten was/is a Patron of Prof Mark Williams’s Oxford Mindfulness Centre, Mindfulness being the fraud perpetrated by Williams when he worked with the Gang in Bangor in the late 1980s (see post ‘The Biggest Expert Of The Lot’). Williams went public on the Miracle of Mindfulness just after Wood et al were screaming at me in 1986 to leave north Wales and never return. After Williams relocated to Oxford from Bangor, he continued to oversee the Mindfulness Centre at Bangor University. The names of key members of the Gang are all over the early Mindfulness publications.

Mindfulness took off when Eric Sunderland was Principal/VC of Bangor and became the flavour of the month when Roy Evans was VC. It was when Roy was VC that the Mindfulness Centre was established and pandered to by the University. Mark Williams scarpered to Oxford when it became clear that Merfyn was about to become VC. By then it was well-known in north Wales that Mindfulness was a flagrant con perpetrated by the Gang while their patients were found dead constantly, but Williams had backing from Parliament in a truly extraordinary way. The Parliament arm of Mark Williams Scams plc was led by Chris Ruane, a north Wales Labour MP who was a former teacher in north Wales. See previous posts.

Mark Williams launched his con after I left Bangor. When I returned to Bangor University for teacher training and then my PhD, Williams was taking the world by storm, backed by familiar forces. A few genuine Buddhists were saying ‘This is a con, it is not what meditation is supposed to be about…’ They did raise their voices and were met with outrage and aggression from Williams’s corner. See earlier posts.

Fat Pang was Chancellor of Oxford University when Lavender was Patron of the Mindfulness Centre there. Oxford employed Mark Williams in the Dept of Psychiatry, as well as Tom Burns who had been Of The Gang at St George’s until he joined Williams at Oxford. As discussed in previous posts, I detailed Dafydd’s and Gwynne’s activities to Tom Burns in 189/90; he told me that he believed me, he knew that this was happening, that psychiatry attracts ‘disturbed people’ and that this was a big problem…

Richard Tranter arrived to work at the Hergest Unit with the Gang in the early 1990s from Oxford. Tranter is a psychopharmacologist. The excessive drugs scene thrived at Oxford University in the 1980s when Richard was a student there. The med students were involved in the Class A excess, because they could get the drugs and provide advice in cases of overdose.

 

Brenda offered Angus Ogilvy an earldom on his wedding, which he declined. The self-denying Angus also rejected a grace-and-favour apartment at one of the Royal palaces. Instead, Ogilvy leased Thatched House Lodge in Richmond from the Crown Estate for him and Princess Alexandra to live in, where she still lives today. Princess Alexandra retained an apartment at St James’s Palace, which is customary for the Royal Family. So presumably Alexandra let Angus kip on the sofa there now and again if he was too drunk to drive back to Richmond. Richmond was the site of the paedophile ring linked to the other rings, a major player being Louis Minster, the Director of Richmond Social Services and an active paedophile. The notorious Elm Guest House that was used as a VIP paedophiles’ knocking shop by Cyril Smith and, it is alleged Leon Brittan, was near Richmond. Peter Morrison was also known to be busy in the Richmond area.

Dr Alice Levinson worked as a Registrar at St George’s; she was one of those who refused to treat me after reading the documentation written by her boss Robin Jacobson admitting that Dafydd was sexually exploiting patients and that he suspected that Tony Francis was too. Jacobson documented that Dafydd had trained with Bob Hobson at the Maudsley; Jacobson also inexplicably mentioned Dafydd’s age. I later realised that this was code for ‘He was one of Hobson’s team when Hobson was running the ring from the Maudsley..’ Jacobson also documented that Dafydd had told him on the phone that I was ‘attractive and seductive’.

From the moment that Jacobson sent that letter and CC’d it to everyone, I was untouchable. Staff refused to speak to me and constantly repeated that I would not be receiving any care in London and would have to go back to north Wales because Dafydd was my doctor and knew me. I had no idea of the existence of the letter at the time… See post ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London…’

Alice Levinson trained at Tommy’s. She now has a private psychotherapy practice in Richmond and trains and supervises other psychotherapists, including at PhD level.

Zac Goldsmith, son of Fatty’s former boss Sir Jams, was elected as the Tory MP for Richmond in 2010, after being placed on Call Me Dave’s A list of candidates. Call Me Dave was at Oxford when the Class A drugs excess was at its best and his mum was an Oxford magistrate. The Oxford magistrates let off the most serious offenders involved in the 1986 death of Olivia Channon, daughter of Thatch’s Cabinet Minister Paul Channon. See post ‘Is The Party Over Yet?’

Paul Channon was a member of the Guinness family – Sabrina is Carlo’s ex  – Sabrina is now married to playwright Tom Stoppard (Tom got together with Sabrina after splitting up with Felicity Kendal of the Famous Buttocks), who was formerly married to Dr Miriam, who began life as an Angel in Newcastle, found out what Gwynne and Dafydd’s partner gang was up to and rapidly became not just Dr Miriam but Celebrity Dr Miriam. Miriam is the Aunty of Baroness Oona King from the Mean Streets of Holland Park School, where she was mates with Uncle Harry’s nephews. See previous posts.

When I lived in Somerset, Tom Stoppard was always in the Western Daily Press; I thought that he lived in Bristol or Bath, but I have now discovered that:

Stoppard left school at seventeen and began work as a journalist for the western Daily Press in Bristol. Years later, he came to regret not going to university, but at the time he loved his work as a journalist and felt passionately about his career. He worked at the paper from 1954 until 1958, when the Bristol Evening World offered Stoppard the position of feature writer, humour columnist, and secondary drama critic, which took Stoppard into the world of theatre. At the Bristol Old Vic – at the time a well-regarded regional rep company – Stoppard formed friendships with director John Boorman and actor Peter O’Toole early in their careers. In Bristol, he became known more for his strained attempts at humour and unstylish clothes than for his writing.

That must have been manna from heaven for D.G.E. Wood, Gwynne and Dafydd… Tom down in Bristol near Edward du Cann, Mr Thrope etc.

Zac’s sister Jemima was married to Imran Kahn who was feted by Bradford University and became their Chancellor when the trafficking in Bradford was massive and operating unhindered. Bradford University were colluding with the ring, especially the Health and Warfare Dept. There were huge problems in the Health and Warfare Dept at Bradford which were concealed by the University authorities as described in previous posts.

Earlier in his career, Richmond Social Services paedophile Louis Minister had worked as a social worker under social work manager Barbara Kahan, when she was a senior manager in Oxfordshire Social Services. Babs and her husband child psychiatrist Dr Vladimir Kahan facilitated organised abuse in Oxfordshire for years. Babs was appointed an advisor for children’s social work to Keith Joseph when Joseph was Secretary of State for the DHSS under Grocer Heath. Joseph was an MP for Leeds aka Savile Central. Joseph’s time in Gov’t went back as far as Macmillan. Joseph was involved with the deals with du Cann et al. Keith Joseph was appointed Education Secretary by Thatch days before I arrived for Freshers Week at UCNW. When Brown and I wrote to Joseph about student finance, Joseph’s (very rude) reply made it clear that he knew that Brown and I were good friends. We had written to him separately from different universities and had not mentioned each other in our letters.

Could John Biffen have been busy?

 

Angus and Alexandra Ogilvy had two children, James (born in 1964) and Marina (born in 1966). When younger, Princess Marina was the subject of dreadful backstabbing tabloid articles written by the Glendas, proffering sisterly advice eg. Marina didn’t need to hide away JUST BECAUSE SHE WAS PREGNANT AND UNMARRIED or she could have worn white at her wedding EVEN THOUGH SHE WASN’T A VIRGIN, NO-ONE MINDS THESE DAYS MARINA LOVE…

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The Glendas did of course all know about Gwynne and Dafydd, including Ann Leslie – for many years of the Express, owned by Sir Jocelyn Stevens who, along with his long-term mistress Dame Vivien Duffield, had many connections to Dafydd and Gwynne’s wider network (see ‘Sex, Lies and No Democracy’) – who comes from a family with a number of Top Doctors in it. The profiles of the First Ladies Of Fleet Street written by younger Glendas marvelling at their ability to hide weapons in their bras and freeze the Cap’n Bobs in their tracks with a hard stare are nonsense. They are all ruthless women navigating their way through an industry dominated by people who’ll stop at nothing to achieve their ends.

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None of them of any gender would if it was inconvenient.

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Sadly the resistance followed:

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Angus Ogilvy – Crazee Name, Crazee Guy – was created a Knight Commander of the Royal Victorian Order on 31 December 1988 by Brenda. In the 1997 New Years Honours, Angus was made a Privy Counsellor, to celebrate the opening of the Waterhouse Inquiry and the discovery of the dead body of Ann Hills, the long-term mistress of Lord Snowdon, on the roof of her London penthouse. Ann had Committed Suicide, which was why she was discovered in a kneeling position dressed in party gear after taking ‘an overdose’ of over-the-counter tablets that could not have possibly killed her in the time or the manner claimed. Ann’s dad, Top Doc gynaecologist Elliot Philipp, a cousin of Sigmund Freud as well as a facilitator of the Westminster Paedophile Ring, told the inquest of Ann’s slapperish tendencies and her Mental Instability, as evidenced by an overdose as an 18 year old decades previously. Dr Philipp stressed that although his daughter was a slapper, at least she was a slapper with the right people, such as Lord S.

Ann was found dead days before Patient F and I went on trial after the perjury of the Gang – on that occasion the Angel Bridget Lloyd was the stooge who followed orders to lie her arse off to the police – was supposed to have resulted in me being detained in a secure unit. Whoops, the lies were so many and so inconsistent that the case fell apart once more.

For the full sad story re Ann Hills, see post ‘Error Of Judgement?’

Ann’s inquest was conducted by that old warhorse Dr Paul Knapman, the St George’s trained Top Doc who for decades was wheeled out for all difficult cases, including Lord Lucan’s nanny Sandra Rivett and Di and Dodi until the Di and Dodi job was passed onto Lord Thomas Scott Baker, an even safer pair of hands. When I worked in London, I was told openly that Knapman was ‘corrupt’. See previous posts.

After his business career ended in disgrace – Tiny Rowland lived to fight another day, he bounced back as many times as Edward du Cann – Ogilvy had to ‘throw himself’ into charidee work.

Angus served as Chairman of Youth Clubs UK, the biggest non-uniformed youth organisation in Britain and was Patron of Arthritis Care.

Ogilvy was Vice-Patron of the National Children’s Home (NCH). The NCH became infiltrated by paedophiles; Glanville Owen who in the mid-1980s was appointed as Lucille’s Hughes’s Deputy in Gwynedd and who never noticed anything amiss in the kids’ homes for which he was responsible previously worked for the NCH. George Thomas was Patron of NCH and Thomas’s friend Thatch was a big fan of NCH as well. My post ‘An Expression Of Their Faith’ discussed a speech that Thatch made in tribute to George Thomas, the NCH and their shared Methodism; as Thatch stressed, the NCH was established by Methodists. After the business of the child abusers, such was the tainting of the brand that NCH renamed itself Action For Children.

Abuse at the NCH went back a long way. Brian Roycroft, the Director of Newcastle Social Services who had a grand business partnership with Dafydd and Gwynne, grew up in the NCH at Frodsham in Cheshire; Roycroft wasn’t a kid in care, his parents were NCH houseparents at the (enormous) NCH Frodsham establishment. Roycroft and his mum and dad moved into the NCH at Frodsham and them moved into other NCH establishments, where they also moved in with the kids… See post ‘He Was Looking At I In A Funny Way…’

Little wonder that the Gang in north Wales/Cheshire had a staff and kiddie exchange scheme going with the big ring in the North East.

One of the Churchill women was involved with the NCH.

Angus Ogilvy was Chairman of the Advisory Council of The Prince’s Trust; inevitable really. The Prince’s Trust has served as a home for many of the most important Gang members/supporters, including Carlo’s close friend Gerald Cavendish Grosvenor aka the Duke Of Westminster and Huw Vaughan Thomas, who succeeded Ioan Bowen Rees as Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council in 1991 but did nothing to stop the ring or the associated criminality.

Ogilvy was also a Trustee of the Leeds Castle Foundation, as well as being a member of the governing Council of Business in the Community, and of the Society for Promoting Christian Knowledge. Angus was also a member of the Royal Company of Archers, the Sovereign’s Bodyguard in Scotland, in which his father served as one of its four lieutenants.

Angus suffered from throat cancer in later years, so he may well have been a pipe smoker; those at the Imperial Cancer Research Fund (ICRF) of which Angus was President for many years could have explained the association between pipe smoking and throat cancer to Angus. Angus’s last public appearance with his wife was when he accompanied her to Thailand for an official tour.

Ogilvy died on 26 December 2004. His funeral took place at St George’s Chapel in Windsor Castle on 5 January 2005. He was buried at the Royal Burial Ground, Frogmore at Windsor.

Extracts from Angus Ogilvy’s obituary in ‘The Guardian’, written by Tom Corby, provides further information:

Sir Angus Ogilvy, who has died at the age of 76 after treatment for cancer and pneumonia, was a man of honourable intentions whose business career was blighted by his involvement in the 1973 Lonrho trade sanctions breach scandal. The affair was described by the then prime minister, Edward Heath, as “the unpleasant and unacceptable face of capitalism”.

In the following years Ogilvy devoted much of his time and energy to good causes, and was notable for his support of his wife, Princess Alexandra, one of the most popular members of the royal family, in her official duties.

The Department of Trade’s report into the London and Rhodesia Mining and Land Company (Lonrho) said that he had been “negligent” as a director and had shown “weakness and indecision” in failing to restrain the aggressive management style of RW “Tiny” Rowland (obituary, July 27 1998), whom he had recruited as chief executive to revitalise the company. Ogilvy and others involved with Rowland suffered from association with business practices regarded as offensive to conservative City interests.

Angus didn’t just meet Rowland at a few dinner parties a la Fiona Woolf and Leon Brittan; Angus headhunted Tiny Rowland in 1961-62 and not just to clean the bogs. Rowland had been in Southern Rhodesia managing a tobacco farm at Eiffel Flats, Mashonaland West province and was living with Irene Smith, the wife of a business partner, when Angus asked him to join Lonrho as Chief Exec. Angus then worked alongside Rowland for 10 years, he knew the nature of Tiny’s business practices and was on board with them.

Ogilvy believed the report was unfair, but he felt obliged to resign his Lonrho directorship, and all 16 of his other City appointments as “the only honourable thing to do”.

The Lonrho Affair was such a big scandal that any future business interests of Ogilvy would be under constant scrutiny and company’s could have been at risk simply from having him involved.

Several companies, including the Rank Organisation and the property group MEPC, refused to let him go, and he retained a few directorships. Later he joined GEC and Sotheby’s.

So Angus DID hang on after being condemned by the DTI and a Tory PM…

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I know someone who was wrecked by Edward du Cann who worked for the Rank Organisation; I will investigate further.

His retreat from the City mainstream was seen as a great loss to the business world, to which he had given more than 20 years of hard work and loyalty. As a businessman, he had personal flaws: an accepting, trusting nature, a hatred of rows, and a tendency to concentrate on immediate concerns rather than take the long view.

No honest businessman let alone a gentle natured soul would ever have worked with either Tiny Rowland or du Cann, they would have just gone as the scale of their wrongdoing became evident. Honest people ran as fast as they could in the opposite direction when those two crooks made an appearance.

In 1989 he was appointed a Knight Commander of the Royal Victorian Order, an honour in the gift of the Queen, and to him and the establishment this signified that the cloud over his professional life had at last been lifted.

1989. I was lured into the trap of a job at St George’s Hospital Medical School, with Geoffrey Chamberlain’s team. Chamberlain was facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring and was mates with, among many others, Sir George Pinker, the Royal Gynaecologist who delivered William and Harry. Oinker’s dismissal of Diana’s  distress and mismanagement of William’s delivery resulted in William being lucky not to have lost a few hundred thousand brain cells. See post ‘Wimmin’s Wellbeing – The Fortnum and Mason Connection’. Chamberlain was working in partnership with the Gang and knew Gwynne the Lobotomist, but I’m not sure how well.

In 1997 he was made a Privy Counsellor…

The year in which Ronnie opened his Inquiry which would leave no stone unturned. I was expected to be banged up in a secure unit days after the Inquiry opened, but one drawback of relying on grossly incompetent people to perjure themselves is that Cunning Plans can unravel. As Bridget Lloyd knows.

and after university was talent-spotted by the financier Harold Drayton, who at the time headed a group of successful trusts. He was appointed a director of the Drayton Group in 1956, and once held 50 directorships, many with Drayton associated companies.

In 1961, he met Rowland and, impressed by his approach, persuaded Drayton to finance the expansion of Rowland’s business, mainly concerned with concessionary interests in what was then Rhodesia. Ogilvy believed Rowland could reinvigorate Lonhro, then part of Drayton, and under Rowland’s thrusting leadership

[Shurely ruthless dishonesty? Ed]

the company grew into an international conglomerate.

The bubble burst in 1973

When they were caught

with a boardroom row centred on Rowland’s management style and the company’s financial organisation. The feud went to the courts, prompting Heath’s verdict, and a Department of Trade investigation.

In 1963, Ogilvy married Princess Alexandra, the daughter of Prince George, Duke of Kent, and Princess Marina of Greece. Prince George, who was killed in a second world war aircraft crash, had been the youngest surviving son of King George V and Queen Mary.

Ogilvie and his bride had known each other for eight years, and had shared friends and interests;

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their Westminster Abbey wedding attracted national attention, and it suggested the new possibility of a more informal style for royalty.

Ogilvy had made it clear that he had no intention of ascending into the ranks of supernumerary royalty and wished to remain a commoner, but the marriage imposed new social demands and with them, financial pressures that drove him to achieve. A friend remarked: “All this fuelled his natural tendency to be a workaholic.” He was soon afflicted with a gastric ulcer, a price other male outsiders have paid for entry into the royal circle.

The gastric ulcer as a manifestation of stress is a theory that has been challenged…

Ogilvy was later quoted as saying: “It was financial brinkmanship. I was always determined that my wife would fulfil her duties only in the best and most proper style.”

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In the first year of marriage he bought, from the crown, on a mortgage, the lease of Thatched House Lodge, in Richmond Park, having refused a grace and favour residence offered by the Queen. The considerable, for the times, asking price was £150,000.

But his wife had that apartment at St James’s Palace in which they could doss down in emergencies.

The couple’s son, James, who later had an appropriate marriage and career, was born in 1964, and their daughter Marina, whose life style became less appropriate, in 1966.

She is a talented musician, but was largely unknown to the public, appearing only in the background when the royal family were at their most tribal at weddings, Christmas and Easter. But that changed in 1990, when she broke the news that she was pregnant by her photographer boyfriend, the son of a jazz trumpeter. She compounded her family’s distress by selling an emotional account of their reaction to a tabloid.

Who willingly paid good money for it Glenda.

Flogging that story won’t have been a good idea, but the Top Docs who were concealing the activities of Princess Marina’s extended family were forging documents, perjuring themselves, whipping up hate campaigns, leaning on universities and employers, paying criminals to lie about third parties and the Glendas wrote not a word of outrage…

Yet Ogilvy, with every sign of affection, gave her away when she married the boyfriend at a Surrey church that year. Later she was reconciled with her parents.

Who knows what terrible pressure was applied to whom by whom, what deals were done.

Ogilvy had great personal charm, unfailing courtesy, inquisitiveness, and a reputation for kindness.

Yet managed to work with notorious scumbags for so many years and not notice what they were doing.

Sometimes he gave the impression of being over-anxious, but to close friends he was a stimulating companion and conversationalist. 

He had recently been treated for throat cancer, but was able to attend a Golden Jubilee concert in the grounds of Buckingham Palace in June 2002…

He was President of the Imperial Cancer Research Fund (1964-94), Chairman of Youth Clubs UK (1969-89)…

Angus was President of the ICRF throughout the major research fraud funded by the ICRF and perpetrated by some of its researchers, in collaboration with the CRC, the Royal Marsden, the Institute for Cancer Research and the Royal Surrey County Hospital in Guildford, with which the most senior scientists in ICRF were au fait. Tony Francis’s former colleague from Manchester University, Peter Maguire, was one of those funded by the CRC who was involved in the fraud. The fraud became public in 1990 and as a result one of the team, Prof Tim McElwain, committed suicide, or at least was found dead and was assumed to have killed himself. All the researchers involved, except for the dead Prof McElwain and a junior researcher who changed career, remained in research despite having been exposed and a number of them subsequently secured very eminent positions.

Clair Chilvers, who had led the fraud and who’s name appeared most often in the media, held a Chair at Nottingham University’s Medical School, then became a Mental Health Researcher, founded a Mental Health Charidee and was also appointed Chair of an NHS Trust in Nottingham.

See posts ‘Reports Of Death Were Greatly Exaggerated’ and ‘Apocalypse Now’.

and the Carr-Gomm Society, a halfway house for those with drug, drink or social problems…

Dafydd dominated all such provision in Wales at the time and was a big mate of most of those involved with such provision in other areas of the UK.

Some fascinating extracts from the Torygraph’s 1998 obituary of Tiny Rowland:

Rowland’s association with Lonrho – originally the London & Rhodesia Mining and Land Company – began in 1961. Lonrho was then a modest and almost moribund enterprise. One of the directors, Angus Ogilvy, was asked by Harley Drayton, a leading shareholder, to find someone to rejuvenate the company. He suggested Rowland, who was appointed joint managing director.

Why did Angus suggest Rowland, a man who’s business practices transpired to be so unpalatable, even to those not prone to criticising ruthless capitalism? How did Angus know/find Rowland?

The business expanded aggressively, particularly in mining. It diversified out of Rhodesia, where Rowland disliked the racist tone of Ian Smith’s regime.

Yet the busting of sanctions against Rhodesia was one of the factors that led to the Lonrho Affair in the 1970s, the Grocer’s condemnation of Lonrho in the House and the end of Ogilvy’s business career. Tiny Rowland was named as one of those responsible.

Rowland early established his habit of taking important decisions with little or no consultation with the Lonrho board. By 1970, however, the speed of expansion had begun to overstretch the company’s finances, while in South Africa Lonrho executives were accused of fraud. The accountants Peat Marwick were called in to report on the company.

In consequence, Rowland was obliged to bring in outside directors; these included, as chairman, the unmistakeably “Establishment” figure of Sir Basil Smallpeice, formerly of Cunard and BOAC, who wanted to change the company’s strategy and to force Rowland to be more open in his methods.

In 1972, Smallpeice attempted to oust Rowland, accusing him of recklessness, intolerance, disloyalty and deceit. But 3,000 shareholders packed an extraordinary general meeting at Central Hall, Westminster, in May 1973, and voted overwhelmingly in Rowland’s favour. Smallpeice and his group were jeered, and themselves ejected from the board. The findings of the subsequent Department of Trade inquiry, which censored Lonrho for flouting Rhodesian sanctions, prompted Edward Heath’s celebrated condemnation.

But thereafter there was no question of Rowland’s power being tempered by independent voices on the board. He once referred to non-executive directors as “Christmas tree decorations”.

From drab and anonymous headquarters in Cheapside, he presided as an autocrat over a conglomerate which grew to encompass some 800 businesses: newspapers, vehicle distribution, textiles, mines, hotels and many others. At its peak, in the late Eighties, Lonrho’s profits exceeded  £270 million.

Behind every great fortune there is a crime.
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The core of the company’s success remained in Africa. Rowland often spent three weeks in every month there, criss-crossing the continent by private jet. His methods were both robust – he employed a private army to protect plantations in Mozambique – and politically acute. He courted heads of state and, when he saw advantage, rebel leaders. Presidents Kaunda, Banda and later Mugabe were claimed as friends. Unita, in Angola, received his backing, and Oliver Tambo of the ANC had the use of Rowland’s aircraft.

Tiny, like Dafydd and Gwynne, did business with anyone, anyone at all. It’s just that the GMC were never established to regulate Tiny Rowland or told us that they upheld his standards.

Tiny was rumoured to have co-operated with MI6 re activities pertaining to post-colonial British foreign policy in Africa.

In 1996 President Nelson Mandela awarded Tiny the Order of Good Hope, the highest South African honour.

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Rowland relished backroom influence in high politics, and enjoyed close contacts with the British and American intelligence services.

His access to Anwar Sadat is thought to have helped to open the way to the Camp David agreement in 1978. He was rumoured to have had a hand in Lebanese hostage negotiations, and even in Falklands peace manoeuvres.

IF ROWLAND was unrivalled in his grasp of African business and politics, his touch elsewhere was less sure. His long battle for Harrods, for instance, was felt by many to have been a damaging distraction of his energies and an unjustifiable cost to Lonrho.

The saga began in 1977. Rowland had identified retailing as a potential boom sector, and perhaps believed that ownership of Harrods would provide a measure of respectability otherwise denied him in Britain.

Lonrho began buying shares in Scottish & Universal Trusts, the holding company of Sir Hugh Fraser’s family interests and the holder of 29 per cent of the store group House of Fraser, which owned Harrods. When the rest of Scottish & Universal was acquired by Lonrho the next year, City institutions closed ranks against Rowland. The subsequent battle for the House of Fraser was ferocious. Rowland’s anger was targeted particularly at the combative Fraser chairman, Professor Roland Smith, and the unfortunate Sir Hugh Fraser – whom he had initially courted as an ally but whom he later helped to ruin by revelations about gambling debts.

Professor Sir Roland Smith was a Cheshire-based tycoon who was associated with Liverpool University and UMIST as a student/teacher. His early career resulted in Smith knowing Val Duncan and Mark Turner, the leaders of Rio Tinto Zinc, the company that owned Anglesey Aluminium, for years the biggest employer on Anglesey. Anglesey Aluminium employed Liz Stables as the company Angel for years, immediately prior to Liz joining the Student Health Centre at UCNW and assisting Gwynne and Wood with their trafficking business. Liz continued to enjoy close relationships with many of her old mates from Anglesey Aluminium long after she left their employment. I have no idea if Anglesey Aluminium were breaking Health and Safety legislation, but Liz would have been the witness if they were. Liz who was mates with Dafydd…

Gwynne and Dafydd were well-in there! Rio Tinto Zinc, a huge international mining company!

My particular interest in Roland Smith is his time at the top of the tree in the MDU, while the MDU were party to such serious criminality. See eg. ‘Gwlad y Menig Gwynion’.

Roland was appointed Chairman of British Aerospace in 1987, immediately after the Westland Affair, the civil war that took place in the Tory Cabinet, 1985-86, over a small ailing helicopter company near Yeovil. A girl who knew me from Somerset, Janet Mitchell, worked as an engineer there at the time. Janet’s husband had previously worked for the Bridgwater company of which my grandfather was Chairman. Janet knew some of what had happened to me in north Wales, but more saliently, Michael Heseltine did, as did Heseltine’s mate Westminster Swinger Sir Anthony Meyer who’s constituency was close to Denbigh and Bryn Estyn. Sir Anthony’s constituency contained Broughton, a company that, like Westland, manufactured parts for aircraft. Well Heseltine wanted to be PM and Sir Anthony wanted that as well and then there was Paddy Pantsdown and Westland was on his turf and Paddy was working for the security services ensuring that Mr Thrope was safe and well. There were the relevant MEPs to consider as well and the Church because Janet knew about the Rev Rigg, the sex offending vicar of Bawdrip, but Janet had got married in Bawdrip Church and Rigg had conducted the service and the photos were lovely… Janet’s dad worked at Bridgwater College and he knew those lecturers there who were facilitating the ring in Bridgwater linked to the Gang in north Wales…

Janet’s dad Fred might have paid a terrible price for that, Fred Sims dropped dead very suddenly, as I remember he was chatting on the phone and just keeled over. Mrs Sims could well have been vulnerable re Top Docs as well because in about 1977 Mrs Sims was done for shoplifting – she was innocent, but the affair left her a nervous wreck and Top Docs were needed. The Top Docs who were ensuring that the Rev Rigg not only remained a free man but continued to have access to children. Well Rigg’s family were judges and barristers you see and he had previously been kicked out of his parish in Lincoln for molesting and they’re posh in Lincoln.

So there was a great deal at stake when Heseltine decided that Defending British Interests re Westland could result in him becoming PM.

The Westland Affair very nearly brought down Thatch. No-one could understand why the Windbag did not make more of Thatch’s precarious position; even Thatch told people that she might not still be PM by the end of the day.

Oh Thatch needn’t have worried, it was the Windbag, friend of Tony Francis and Dafydd and Gwynne, he couldn’t do a bloody thing.

Everyone wanted rid of Thatch, but they just couldn’t do it, it was terrible, the Tories, the Biased Press, the Anti-Union legislation, the Unfair Voting System, ooh dearie me…

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

For details of the many who benefited from the Westland Affair, big and small potatoes, see ‘Those Who Are Ready To Serve’ and ‘A Legend Lives’.

Roland Smith stood down as Chairman of British Aerospace in 1991, after my career and the careers of other witnesses had been destroyed and Roland immediately joined the Court of the Bank of England. By 1991, the Toffs had arrived in Fiddington and Bridgwater for their social life and one of their number was Tommy Leigh-Pemberton, son of Robin Leigh-Pemberton, Guv’nor of the Bank of England, 1983-93, who became Lord Kingsdown in 1993, the year in which Lord Kenyon and his molesting son Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon had both died by the Spring.

Robin Leigh-Pemberton was a barrister and a member of Inner Temple, who practised 1954-60. Like Robin, Mr Thrope became a member of Inner Temple in 1954. The Three Members of The Havers Family, Sir Cecil, Lord Michael and Lord Elizabeth, who have loyally served the Westminster Paedophile Ring for many decades were all members of Inner Temple.

Robin L-P was appointed to the Board of the National Westminster Bank in 1972 and became Chairman in 1977. Robin Leigh-Pemberton also served on the Board of Directors of the BIS, the Bank of International Settlements

The BIS is owned by central banks and “fosters international monetary and financial cooperation and serves as a bank for central banks”. The BIS carries out its work through its meetings, programmes and through the Basel Process, hosting international groups pursuing global financial stability and facilitating their interaction. It also provides banking services, but only to central banks and other international organizations. The BIS is based in Basel, Switzerland, with representative offices in Hong Kong and Mexico City.

The BIS hosts the Secretariat of the Basel Committee on Banking Supervision and with it has played a central role in establishing the Basel Capital Accords of 1988, Basel II framework in 2004 and more recently Basel III framework.

The present Chairperson of BIS is former adviser to Angela Merkel:

Jens Weidmann
Jens Weidmann
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Chair of the Bank for International Settlements
Assumed office
November 2015
General Manager Jaime Caruana
Agustín Carstens
Preceded by Christian Noyer
8th President of the Bundesbank
Assumed office
1 May 2011
Preceded by Axel A. Weber
Personal details
Born 20 April 1968 (age 51)
Solingen, West Germany (now Germany)
Education Aix-Marseille University
University of Paris
University of Bonn

Jens Weidman’s current President of the BIS is Agustín Carstens

 

Previous posts discussed how, as Gordon Brown worked harder and harder to make life impossible for Merfyn when Merfyn was VC of Bangor University and resisting pressure to force me out of my job there, the Wrath Of The Bankers descended upon Merfyn, with Gordon orchestrating it. Lord Mervyn Davies, a banker who had grown up in Pwhelli with key members of the Gang, was appointed Chair of Bangor University Council and then became a Minister in Gordon’s Cabinet. That didn’t last long, Lord Mervyn and Gordon parted company but no-one knew why. Anyway, in 2012, after Merfyn stood down as VC, I was made redundant and I have been told since I began this blog that it was almost certainly something to do with Lord Mervyn… See previous posts.

So for reader’s interest, the Chairman of BIS during The Bankers Crapping On Merfyn Years, March 2010-Oct 2015, was Christian Noyer

Christian Noyer
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Chair of the Bank for International Settlements
In office
March 2010 – October 2015
General Manager Jaime Caruana
Preceded by Guillermo Ortiz Martínez
Succeeded by Jens Weidmann
Governor of the Bank of France
In office
1 November 2003 – 31 October 2015
Preceded by Jean-Claude Trichet
Succeeded by François Villeroy de Galhau
Vice President of the European Central Bank
In office
1 July 1998 – 29 May 2002
President Wim Duisenberg
Preceded by Position established
Succeeded by Lucas Papademos
Personal details
Born 6 October 1950 (age 68)
Soisy-sous-Montmorency, France
Political party Rally for the Republic (Before 2002)
Union for a Popular Movement (2002–2015)
Education Paris Descartes University
Sciences Po
École nationale d’administration

Christian Noyer (born 6 October 1950) served as Governor of the Bank of France from 2003 to 2015. In this capacity, he Chaired the BIS, 2010-15. He had previously served as the first Vice President of the European Central Bank from 1998 to 2002.

Appointed to the Treasury in the Ministry of the Economy and Finance in 1976, Noyer subsequently spent two years in Brussels from 1980 to 1982 at France’s permanent representation to the European Communities. Back at the Treasury, he held a range of posts dealing with both domestic issues (government cash and debt management, banking affairs, financing of industry and state-owned enterprises) and international affairs (multilateral issues, export financing). In 1995, he became Chief of Staff to Finance Minister Jean Arthuis.

Noyer was appointed Governor of the Bank of France in 2003 by the then-President Jacques Chirac, and confirmed to serve a second term by Chirac’s successor Nicolas Sarkozy. During his tenure as Governor, Noyer was also Chairman of the Autorité de contrôle prudentiel et de résolution (ACPR – the French Prudential Supervision and Resolution Authority for banks and insurance). Noyer also Chaired the supervisory boards of the Institut d’émission des départements d’Outre-Mer (IEDOM) and the Institut d’émission d’Outre-Mer (IEOM), the French overseas note-issuing central banks.

In 2016, Noyer was appointed by the French Gov’t to serve on a task force mandated with leading efforts to attract business from London in the wake of Brexit. He also led France’s successful bid to relocate the European Banking Authority to Paris in 2017.

In 2018, the French Treasury asked Noyer to study all possible options to reorganize Crédit Mutuel Arkéa, part France’s fifth-biggest lender Groupe Crédit Mutuel.

Christian Noyer’s Directorships have included:

Jaime Caruana
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General Manager of the Bank for International Settlements
In office
1 April 2009 – 30 November 2017
Preceded by Malcolm Knight
Succeeded by Agustín Carstens
67th Governor of the Bank of Spain
In office
21 July 2000 – 12 July 2006
Preceded by Luis Ángel Rojo Duque
Succeeded by Miguel Ángel Fernández Ordóñez
Personal details
Born 14 March 1952 (age 67)
Valencia, Spain
Alma mater Technical University of Madrid

 

Lord Kingsdown’s son Tommy Leigh-Pemberton came to a sticky end some 30 yrs ago in Nairobi when he was shot dead as he partook of his favourite sport of zooming past a particular embassy at speed after being warned that if he did it one more time he’d be shot. He did it once more and he was shot. Tommy was a twat of the highest order with a fondness for Class As, but although I read the ‘newsletter’ that was sent to Tommy’s mates with an account of the circumstances of his death. it has only recently occurred to me that Tommy might have been murdered for political reasons and a cover story issued.

Tommy’s dad Robin was the personal choice of Thatch as Guv’nor of the Bank of England and the appointment was so controversial that it was announced on the day before Christmas Eve to attract as little of an outcry as possible. Robin Leigh-Pemberton was at the wheel of the Bank of England on Black Wednesday 16 Sept 1992 when the economy fell off a cliff and no-one in John Major’s Gov’t knew why it had happened or what to do, not even Chancellor Lamont’s Bright Young SPAD David Cameron. Sarah Hogg who was Head of John Major’s Policy Unit at No 10 just blamed everyone else.

The Hoggs have been enthusiastic supporters of Dafydd and Gwynne’s criminality for generations; Quintin began it all back in the Time Of Gwynne; then Quintin’s son Douglas joined the party as a colluding Home Officer Minister; Douglas’s wife Sarah stuck her oar in whenever possible; Douglas’s sister Dame Mary exerted influence via her role as a Lady Judge and the latest in the long line of Hoggs, Charlotte, also took a pop at Merfyn when he was being undermined in his role as VC in Charlotte’s capacity as a bigwig at Santander. See previous posts…

By the end of his term as Guv’nor of the Bank of England, Lord Kingsdown was best described as Brown did: ‘a bloody crook’.

Tommy’s brother, James Leigh-Pemberton, continues the family’s association with the Carlo and the Duchy of Cornwall (Robin Leigh-Pemberton was the Duchy’s Chancellor) as the Duchy’s Receiver-General. The Hon. Sir James Henry Leigh-Pemberton (born 10 December 1956) is a banker like his dad and served/serves as the Executive Chairman of UK Financial Investments. James started his career at S. G. Warburg & Co before becoming an MD at Credit Suisse, Investment Banking in London. On 7 July 2008 James was appointed CEO of Credit Suisse’s businesses in the UK.

James is a Trustee of the Duke of Cornwall Benevolent fund and The Royal Collection Trust.

James was appointed Commander of the Royal Victorian Order (CVO) in Brenda’s 2013 Birthday Honours. Brenda followed that up when she knighted James in the 2019 New Year Honours. Bless! James, his brother Tommy and dad Robin had been discussed on this blog by then. Keep it up Brenda, you systematically dishing out gongs to everyone as they are named on this blog as being linked to serious crime will soon have the honours system scrapped after being declared utterly worthless.

Tommy and James’s brother, Jeremy Leigh-Pemberton, is a Deputy Lieutenant of Kent and is the parish Chairman for the neighbouring parish of Wormshill.

Between 1977 and 1984 Lord Kingsdown served as Pro-Chancellor of Chancellor of Kent University.

 

The rest of the world probably knows Professor Sir Roland Smith best as the man who became Chairman of Manchester United in 1991. But I don’t, in 1991 I was far too busy being forced out of my job, left with no income and trying not to be jailed on the basis of the perjury of Top Docs who were assisted by the MDU. David Beckham’s professional club career began with Manchester United, where he made his first-team debut in 1992 at age 17, arriving at Man U shortly after Roland became Chairman. Perhaps Posh and Becks could tell us why a pair of dim, shameless, talentless opportunists like them became so filthy rich and none of the dirt that their associates wallowed in was ever thrown their way by the media.

Why might that have been Posh? The other Spices have all landed in it except for you and just look at the recent revelations re football…

Brenda knighted Roland in 1992.

 

When victory seemed to be in sight for Lonrho, the Government blocked the takeover on grounds of national interest. Lonrho’s shares were then, according to Rowland, “parked” temporarily with the Fayeds. According to the Egyptian brothers, the shares had been sold to them outright; in any case they used them as a springboard to acquire the House of Fraser before the Government’s decision against Lonrho could be reversed.

Rowland responded with a campaign to discredit the Fayeds and their alleged backer, the Sultan of Brunei. This was conducted through the pages of the Observer, which Lonrho had acquired in 1981, and by long, trenchant letters to ministers and public figures.

In 1989 a secret Department of Trade report, highly critical of the Fayed takeover, was leaked by the Observer in a special mid-week edition headlined The Phoney Pharoah. But despite a continuing barrage of litigation, control of the store eluded Rowland. This cast a shadow over his last years.

Rowland never hesitated to flex his proprietorial muscle at the Observer. When he fell out with Daniel arap Moi of Kenya, the paper ran exposes of corruption which named the President. When reporting of atrocities in Matabeleland displeased him, he threatened to sell the paper to Robert Maxwell.

All Rowland’s corporate battles had a dark personal edge. “He’s a very hard man. He’s the sort of enemy no one wants to have,” the wife of one adversary remarked.

The girlfriend of another substantial adversary is no longer with us to offer an opinion.

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Rowland’s most merciless victory was over the Australian tycoon Alan Bond, whom he at first befriended as a potential “white knight” when Lonrho was being stalked by another predator, Asher Edelman. Bond bought out Edelman’s stake, boasted of himself as Rowland’s natural successor and continued buying up shares. Rowland turned on him with savage intensity, publishing a 93-pagedocument claiming that Bond, sustained by a fragile pyramid of borrowings, was technically insolvent. Bond’s bankers demanded their money back, and he found himself facing bankruptcy and jail.

BUT IN 1991 serious cracks began to appear in Lonrho’s impenetrable facade. The dividend was cut and the share price tumbled. A billion pounds worth of debt forced a shedding of assets. The lucrative Volkswagen Audi franchise was sold and, ever unpredictable, Rowland offered part of his hotel interests to his arch-enemies, the Fayeds.

Most controversially, a £177 million stake in the Metropole Hotels group was sold to the Libyan government, just when the United Nations was considering sanctions against Libya in connection with the Lockerbie bombing. “To me, Gaddafi is a super friend,” Rowland explained. “Don’t talk to me about morality and proper behaviour. I pay my taxes here. Gaddafi and Lonrho are a perfect fit.”

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

At 75, Rowland continued to defy his critics. The arrangements he made in December 1992 for the eventual sale of his own 15 per cent stake in Lonrho – to a little-known German property developer, Dieter Bock, at a price substantially higher than that which Rowland’s loyal band of small investors could hope to obtain – provoked a storm of hostile comment, coupled with speculation whether Bock (whom Rowland had only recently met) was his chosen successor, or was in some way being set up to be “flayed alive” (as one commentator put it) like Alan Bond.

This inscrutability and menace were at the heart of the City’s distrust of Tiny Rowland. He in turn trusted only his closest collaborators.

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

Fiercely loyal while they were with him, he was utterly unforgiving if they jumped ship.

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Although capable of charm – and of kindness to fallen tycoons like Sir Freddie Laker – he had few friends, always suspecting venal motives. He eschewed the social trappings and foibles which his immense wealth (much of it hoarded in cash deposits) might have brought him. The intrigues of business and power occupied virtually the whole of his existence.

Rowland was born Roland Walter Fuhrop on November 27 1917, in a detention camp in India where his father, a German merchant, and his Anglo-Dutch mother, were held as aliens during the Great War. After the war, the family sought to settle in Britain, but were refused entry. They moved to Hamburg, where Roland joined the Hitler Youth. His father, though, lost his business through his anti-Nazi sentiments, and the family finally succeeded in moving to England.

Rowland was sent to Churchers College, at Petersfield. His first job after school was with a firm of shipping agents, for which he travelled widely.

In Berlin in 1939 he was jailed for eight weeks for associating with anti-Nazis, and that year he changed his surname, forming Rowland by inserting his middle initial into the first syllable of his Christian name…

His two elder brothers fought in the German army during the Second World War, but Rowland was enlisted in the Royal Army Medical Corps, and in 1940 served in Norway. However, when his parents were again interned, this time on the Isle of Man, Rowland refused to continue in the RAMC while they were detained.

He was discharged, and detained with his parents. His mother died in detention, and her treatment by the authorities was often cited as a cause of Rowland’s hostility to British officialdom.

Thereafter, Rowland took various jobs, including a spell as a porter at Paddington station and as a waiter at the Cumberland Hotel. After the war he sold refrigerators and car radios, and then in 1947 decided to emigrate, first to South Africa and then to Southern Rhodesia. He bought two farms and had interests in gold mines. He acquired the Mercedes franchise for Rhodesia, and became an agent for Rio Tinto Zinc.

Rio Tinto who owned Anglesey Aluminium. Liz Stables, the Angel at the Student Health Centre at UCNW who was facilitating the trafficking with Gwynne and D.G.E. Wood… formerly the Angel at Anglesey Aluminium. Liz’s old buddies at AA phoned her at the Student Health Centre daily and they would arrive at the Student Health Centre to visit her…

When Angus Ogilvy recruited him in 1961, Rowland’s own group of businesses, Shepton Estates, was exchanged for 1.5 million shares in Lonrho. The holding was the foundation of a personal fortune estimated to have reached £200 million by the late Eighties.

Always impeccably dressed and tanned, Rowland lived in discreet opulence with mansions in Buckinghamshire and Chester Square…

In 1967, Tiny Rowland married his god-daughter Josie Taylor, the daughter of his farm manager in Rhodesia. They had a son and three daughters.

Old Blue Eyes, as any fule kno, was reputed to have had Mafia connections.

Tiny Rowland

 

Tiny Rowland’s business partner Edward du Cann cluttered up the Commons until June 1987. The Gang’s Cunning Plan hatched in the early months of 1987 to frame and imprison me for a serious offence was supposed to have come to fruition immediately after the General Election of June 1987, but it unravelled in July when Sgt Morgan at Bangor Police Station and Jeff Crowther, a nursing officer at Ysbyty Gwynedd, didn’t tell as many lies as required. See post ‘Hey, Hey DAJ, How Many Kids Did You Kill Today?’ Because the Windbag and Dr Death both deluded themselves that they would be in power after June 1987, all parties were colluding with the Gang’s Cunning Plan, including of course Plaid. The security services were working to keep Thatch in No 10 and du Cann will have known that. So he made himself scarce re politics, concentrating ‘on his business career’, fully expecting me to be in prison within the first few months of the Tories’ election victory.

Du Cann was Chair of the highly influential 1922 Committee of Tory backbenchers, 1972-84. Tim Renton will have been onside with du Cann, even after du Cann left the Commons, they couldn’t have survived without each other. I notice that Du Cann was Chair of the 1922 Committee until the year that I graduated when the Gang had moved in on me and WW III erupted after I complained about Gwynne. Whom du Cann had known from du Cann’s days as a junior Minister in Macmillan’s Govt, when he was a colleague of Dafydd and Gwynne’s mates in Mac’s Cabinet. See eg. posts ‘The Milk Street and Other Mafias’ and ‘Shurely Shome Mishtake’.

After standing down from the Commons in 1997 – here comes Fatty everyone! – Tim Renton was created a life peer on 9 June 1997 as Baron Renton of Mount Harry. Tim retired from the House on 14 April 2016.

Fatty’s first Ministerial post was given to him 1984

Fatty served as a PPS at MAFF, 1992-94. His boss was initially John Selwyn Gummer of the BSE-Burgers business. Gummer has held senior roles in the C of E for years, including on the General Synod. I am hoping to return to Gummer in a future post, there is much about Gummer than has not yet appeared on this blog. Gummer: I know!! Including about the BSE-cover up at Gov’t Chief Medical Officer level on the part of Dafydd and Gwynne’s mate Donald Acheson. Lie after lie fed to the general public. After Gummer, Fatty served under MAFF boss Gillian Shephard. Shephard’s substantial role in colluding with organised abuse in Norfolk, along with David Ennals, is detailed in ‘The Science Of Animal Behaviour’.

When Fatty was Minister of State for the Armed Forces, 1994-97, his Secretaries of State were Malcolm Rifkind and then Michael Portillo. Rifkind is a guilty man on many levels and furthermore he is also the cousin of two guilty frequent stars of previous blog posts, Leon and Samuel Brittan.

Rifkind is a law graduate of Edinburgh University and worked as an Assistant Lecturer at the University College of Rhodesia in Salisbury, 1967-68. Rifkind was called to the Scottish Bar in 1970 and practised full-time as an Advocate until 1974. From 1970 to 1974 Rifkind was a member of Edinburgh City Council. Rifkind is bound to have known about the sex abuse ring in Edinburgh and the role that Gwynne and Dafydd’s colleague Ronald Fairbairn and his son Sir Nicholas, who practised at the Scottish Bar and served as a Tory MP alongside Rifkind, played in it. Rifkind will also have known the substantial contribution made to the ring by Tam Paton, the gangster who was the manager of the Bay City Rollers. See post ‘Remember Girls – Never Get Into A Car With A Stranger!’.

Another thing that won’t have escaped Rifkind is the vast wealth and art treasures accumulated by Dedicated Edinburgh NHS Psychiatrists Sula Wolff and her husband Henry Walton. Sula and Henry, who Did it For The Poor, didn’t inherit wealth but they certainly ended up with it. Sula trained at the Maudsley when Dafydd and his mates were there, Sula taking a special interest in child psychiatry (Sula is considered to have been one of the founders of child psychiatry in the UK); Henry was working at the Maudsley as well, it’s how Sula and Henry met! Henry was a South African psychiatrist. When he returned to South Africa to become Head of Psychiatry at Groote Schuur Hospital Sula went with him. They married in Cape Town in 1959. Sula and Henry moved to the US in 1960 and Edinburgh in 1962, where they became part of Edinburgh’s elite, along with lawyers and politicians. They’ll have known Gordon Brown as well as Malcolm Rifkind.

Sula Wolff died in Edinburgh on 21 September 2009, shortly after being diagnosed with leukaemia. Prof Henry Walton pegged out on 3 July 2012, leaving his art collection worth millions to the Scottish nation.

See previous posts for Sula and Henry.

Rifkind had strong links with the Solidarity movement in Poland. In 1984, he made a Ministerial visit to Poland. Against the wishes of General Jaruzelski, the Polish Communist President, Rifkind insisted on laying a wreath at the grave of the murdered Polish priest Father Jerzy Popiełuszko, and had a meeting with three of the leaders of the banned Solidarity movement. Jaruzelski attacked Rifkind and cancelled a meeting he was due to have with him but Rifkind’s meeting with Solidarity created a precedent that was followed by the West German Foreign Minister, Hans-Dietrich Genscher and other Western Ministers. This helped force the Polish Gov’t to remove the ban on Solidarity and acknowledge the need for political reform and pluralism. Rifkind was, subsequently, decorated by the non-Communist democratic Polish Gov’t for his support.

Rifkind was the MP for Edinburgh Pentlands, Feb 1974-May 1997. He then resurfaced as the MP for Kensington and Chelsea in 2005 and held the seat until 2015. That constituency used to contain St George’s Hospital until St George’s relocated to Tooting in the early 1980s. Kensington and Chelsea is still crawling with people who have close connections to St George’s.

Rifkind was preceded in the Kensington and Chelsea seat by Michael ‘Of Course I’m Not Gay Mrs Thatcher, I support Section 28, Whoops it slipped my mind, I’ve been having same sex relationships ever since I was at Peterhouse dressing in drag and calling myself by a girl’s name, even two gay men living in Bethesda in 1993 told Sally Baker that, they’d seen me in gay clubs’ Portillo.

Rifkind was appointed Chairman of the Intelligence and Security Committee by PM Call Me Dave, on 6 July 2010, a post he held until 24 February 2015. As Chairman of the ISC Rifkind presided over the transformation of the Committee’s powers to ensure that it had effective oversight of MI5, MI6 and GCHQ.

Wasn’t that exactly the sort of man one needed in such a role while the Macur Review was being planned and conducted? No wonder police officers were threatening me with guns at the time.

Rifkind with American businessman Richard Burt, 2012:

Malcolm Rifkind’s son Hugo is the posh witty one on Radio 4’s ‘The News Quiz’. He stars on the show with Little Scottish Susan, Sir Ken Calman’s daughter, Sir Ken being a buddy of Dafydd and Gwynne’s going back decades. See previous posts.

 

Fatty was Shadow Secretary of State for Defence, 2003-05.

In 2002 Fatty was appointed to the Parliamentary Committee considering the future Hunting Act 2004, that banned hunting with dogs. Fatty opposed the planned Act.

On 9 May 2005, shortly after Michael Howard announced his intention to resign as leader of the Conservative Party, Fatty resigned from the Shadow Cabinet. Amazingly enough, that was just about the time that I handed my PhD thesis in! I couldn’t actually have my viva for another few months; because I’d completed my PhD so quickly, my PhD supervisor and the administrators at Bangor had to write to the Registry at the University of Wales (Bangor was still part of the UoW at the time) and make special arrangements, so it was well-known both in Bangor and at UoW HQ that I’d finished my PhD after Merfyn and my PhD supervisor had both refused to follow the Gang’s orders to unlawfully and unfairly force me out of the University.

It didn’t occur to me that the Chancellor himself knew.

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Carlo, do you know why, after I passed my viva, Dr John Perkins the hopelessly incompetent Academic Registrar at Bangor just wouldn’t add my name to the list of successful PhD students? Neither would Perkins complete the admin necessary for me to receive my PhD certificate. Not until I told him that if it wasn’t done I would begin legal action. I remembered Perkins of old because when I began my PhD, Perkins refused to register me. Again and again, I and then my supervisor asked Perkins to do the necessary. He just somehow couldn’t. After a few weeks, Perkins rang my supervisor and said that he had presumed that I had now withdrawn from my PhD. My supervisor said ‘No, she’s sitting here at her desk and she’s just completed her first journal article’.

Perkins was a Bangor graduate himself. He is older than me and had completed his first degree and PhD in the Dept of Agriculture, that place of shame that employed Mary Wynch as a Secretary and said nothing when she was wrongfully arrested, imprisoned and subsequently ruined by the Gang. With whom nearly all of them were friends and relations, in particularly the awful Prof J.B. Owen, who’s family had provided the dosh to establish a Dept at UCNW. The Dept of Agriculture. See previous posts.

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J.B. Owen and Ancestors were farmers on Anglesey. Lucille Hughes was the child care officer for Anglesey in the 1960s. When the north Wales paedophile ring was in full swing during the 1980s, numerous senior officers in Gwynedd County Council who had been so criminal and negligent had, like Lucille, earlier in their careers been responsible for Social Services on Anglesey. See eg. ‘I Know Nuzzing…’

Dafydd and his colleagues carried out Community Research Into Incest on Anglesey when Lucille was the child care officer and Prof Tim Miles of the School of Psychology conducted his ground-breaking Research Into Dyslexia with SEN pupils on Anglesey in the 1960s. The SEN pupils in particular were targeted by the Gang. See previous posts.

Anglesey County Council have a long and glorious tradition of being the most corrupt County Council in Wales, they’re brilliant on Anglesey, the Councillors go to prison and when they are released they’re back on the Council. Glenys Windbag’s dad was a Holyhead Councillor and he was good mates with Lord Cledwyn, the Labour MP for Anglesey, 1951-79. It was Lord Cled who introduced the young Windbag to Jim Callaghan. The Windbag who was at Cardiff University with Dr Tony Francis.

Dafydd lives on Anglesey and has for years.

Dr Delyth Morris was a magistrate on Anglesey but she was obliged to resign after she tried to twist the arms of the police not to proceed with a case against her adult son who had committed an assault on someone. Dr Duckula Morris’s son has worked as the researcher for Hywel Williams, the MP for Caernarfon/Arfon. Duckula and Hywel are both former Gwynedd social workers.

Duckula and her son were the stuff of legend at Bangor University. Duckula was spectacular in herself (see previous posts) but then a PhD student arrived in the School of Social Sciences – where Duckula worked – who was being sponsored by Tesco of all things. It later transpired that he was Duckula’s son. No-one realised because Duckula had divorced and remarried and so his surname is not Morris. Neither he or Duckula managed to mention to anyone in the University that they knew each other.

When Tesco wanted to build their big store at Holyhead, there was much opposition. So Duckula kindly organised the We Want Tesco In Holyhead campaign. It was successful. Then Duckula’s son arrived at Bangor to complete his Tesco-funded PhD.

Duckula herself was an Anglesey farmer’s daughter, although Duckula flogged the land for housing and lived in a bungaloid. Duckula’s bungaloid was used to store her son’s recreational chemicals, the theory being that he was a well-known drug user and might get busted, but Duckula wouldn’t, being a magistrate. At least she was while she was storing the drugs.

Daughter of Duckula was even more fun than her brother. Daughter of Duckula, like Duckula, Hated Englishers and there was much happiness in the Duckula household when Daughter of Duckula became engaged to one of the few people in north Wales who did send bombs to Englishers and served a prison sentence for that. See previous posts. The Duckula clan were particularly opposed to Englishers who had second homes in north Wales. Second homes in certain places such as Aberdyfi and Abersoch do cause huge problems, in that they push the price of housing up way beyond the affordability of even professional local people and there is a knock-on effect re the language and the sustainability of things like schools etc.

Similar problems occurred in other areas with an influx of second homers from elsewhere, such as France. Where Dr Duckula Morris has a second home, as does (or did if he is now dead) Prof Glyn Williams, the loathed UCNW bigot who was the man responsible for Duckula and others like her gaining PhDs and jobs that they should never have had. See previous posts.

Dafydd held clinics in France and John Allen owned his villa there, where he took kids in care ‘on holiday’. The phenomenon of the Gwerin purchasing second homes in France only became obvious in the very late 1980s in Bangor, when an estate agent called Tony Myers was advertising a great many houses in France for sale. Previous posts discuss Tony Myers and how he was loathed in Bangor, reputed to be a crook and banged on all the time about being ex-Royal Navy…

As with so many members of the Gang, such as Huw Thomas, the former Chief Exec of Gwynedd Health Authority (Huw’s signature litters my documentation), John Perkins was happy to share his talents with Darkies. After John had done his best to stop me registering for a PhD, he was featured in the Daily Post, under a headline declaring ‘I Help Afghanistan Women Get An Education’. As Perkins had done everything possible to stop me from getting an education, I read the article and was surprised to learn that Perkins was a leading light in an education charidee committed to education Afghan women and those in neighbouring countries. Perkins told the Daily Post that he drank green tea ‘with war lords’ to ensure that those Afghan women received an education.

Huw Thomas, Dafydd’s mate William Bingley and John Perkins were all working with charidees helping Wimmin in Asia/the Stans…

John Perkins’s wife Ann Perkins is active in the Anglican Church in north Wales and although not an Empowered Service User herself ended up as one of the key members of the Service Users Consultation Group at Ysbyty Gwynedd, along with the Rev Wynne Roberts, the singing, Elvis-impersonating vicar who was appointed a hospital chaplain after he was obliged to leave his parish when it became public knowledge that he was shagging one of his parishioners when both of them were married to other people. As well as being on the Service Users Consultation Group, the Rev Wynne sits on Mental Health Review Tribunals and the Ethics Committees of the regional NHS and Bangor University. See post ‘Music Therapy Anyone?’

 

As for Fatty Soames, he resigned from the Shadow Cabinet – just as I handed my PhD thesis in- and immediately ended speculation that he intended to stand for the post of Tory Party Leader, saying that he merely wanted to be free to think about, and to influence, the future of the party. Fatty later announced his support for Call Me Dave, who’s old muckers from Oxford University began turning up in Somerset in the late 1980s/90s to enjoy an after-hours drinking session at the Cottage Inn in Fiddington and the rather more extreme fuckwittery that has been discussed in previous posts eg. ‘Upper Class Twit Of The Year – Shooting Themselves’ and ‘A Holy Fool Among A Feast Of Fools’.

Fatty, now that the Tories are in such turmoil and Chris Leslie the Tory MP for Nottingham East (see previous posts eg. ‘A Discovery Of Witches’ for details of Chris’s proximity to the big ring in Yorkshire of which Carlo’s friend Savile was at the centre) has suggested that Ken Clarke should be a Tory Unity Leader, Ken who couldn’t beat the BMA so agreed to join them in wrecking my life and causing as much trouble for my father in his later years as well as they all concealed the same serious crime (see post ‘Jennifer’s Diary’), surely your time has come? Fatty for PM!

Carlo can be King, Fatty can be PM!

Along with Frank Field Fatty is a Co-chairman of the Cross-Party Group on Balanced Migration and has advocated in Parliament and in the media that immigration to and emigration from the UK should be brought into balance.

The British Royal Family: German, Russian, Danish, Greek and much more besides..

Frank Field has since 1979 been the Labour MP for Birkenhead. Dafydd’s Gang run Birkenhead and they have for years. Birkenhead exports a steady stream of distressed, dispossessed, expensive, needy people to north Wales to receive ‘services’ from Dafydd and it is made clear to them that Birkenhead doesn’t want them back, north Wales can keep them. See previous posts for Frank Field and the export of citizens who need looking after from Liverpool to north Wales, where they are of course neglected and abused by Dafydd and the Gang, in spite of the huge fees charged by Dafydd for their ‘care’.

On 13 July 2011, Fatty was sworn of the Privy Council. Fatty was knighted by his close friend’s mum in her 2014 Birthday Honours for ‘political service’.

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‘She’s bloody bonkers you know. I’ve told her, accidents happen to Nutters like you.’

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‘I apologise unreservedly, it was simply my job to Speak Up For The Prince.’

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Diana and Dodi’s inquest was carried out by Lord Thomas Scott Baker. It was Scott Baker’s first inquest. That was one hell of an inquest on which to cut one’s teeth as a coroner – Di and Dodi! I wonder if anyone will let me do Brenda’s inquest when she finally goes? I’ve always fancied doing a bit of inquesting, if only Jim were still with us I could write to him and ask him to Fix It For Me to do a Royal Inquest. Before Scott Baker was a Coroner for princesses who had pissed the Royal Family off and then died in suspicious circumstances, he had for years been a Family Court judge.

In 1995 Thomas Scott Baker presided over the trial of Susan Brooke, a deeply distressed Empowered Service User who was imprisoned for abducting a baby from a hospital in north Wales, after Susan had been assessed at Bryn Golau by Dafydd et al who had concluded that she was Not Mad But Evil. Susan Brooke’s abduction of the baby was so hopeless and had been a result of an abusive husband effectively telling her to do it anyway that only Dafydd’s Gang could construct it as a calculated crime. There was plenty of evidence that lies had been told about Susan by those who Supplied The Facts and that she had previously been targeted by the Gang.

See posts ‘So Who’s Path Had Susan Brooke Crossed?’, ‘More On The susan Brooke Case’ and ‘Update On Cases Of Susan Brooke and Sara Thornton’.

One reason why it was suggested that Scott Baker was appointed to handle Dodi and Di’s inquest was that Dodi’s dad had hired Michael Mansfield to represent him and Thomas Scott Baker was ‘one of the few coroners who could stand up to Mansfield’. There was only one reason why: Scott Baker knew that MM knew about Gwynne and Dafydd and had not responded when I had written to him about the Gang but instead had sent up distress flares and done deals with all and sundry to ensure that no-one ever took a case for me, thus ensuring the future co-operation of the Top Docs for other cases…

It’s an inevitable result of the medico-legal system being 100% institutionally corrupt in order to save the bacon of the Royal Family…


Fatty with former Czechoslovak RAF members in Prague, Czech Republic, June 2014

Fatty was opposed to Brexit prior to the 2016 EU membership referendum. In an interview before the referendum Fatty described himself as a One Nation Tory on the soft left of the Party

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and compared Brexiteers to ‘a growling Alsatian that must be kicked really hard in the balls’.

I expect that Fatty agreed in 1984 with Carlo, Eric, Thatch, Gwynne and Peter Swinnerton-Dyer of the UGC, that I too should be treated in a similar manner. Fatty, I am not in possession of testicles, but many of those who were fitted up by Gwynne’s Gang were. They were indeed kicked hard in the knackers – one boy gave evidence to Waterhouse that Nefyn Dodd’s wife June kneed him in the knackers (she explained to Waterhouse that it was an accident) – and Gwynne, when he wasn’t lobotomising Homosexuals at the same time as running a paedophile ring supplying boys to Homosexuals who were too important and/or rich to be lobotomised, was Treating Homosexuals using Aversion Therapy (at Denbigh that translated as ‘torture’) or with Hormones a la Alan Turing, so their testicles withered on the vine as it were and were no longer there to kick.

Fatty you are an idiot who should not have mouthed off in public recently and brought your continued presence in public life to my attention. 10 year olds gang-raped Fatty, female patients covertly filmed in clinical settings and the material used for porn and shown to potential buyers who bid for their services as sex workers… Then there was all the Sharing that victims of sexual assault were encouraged to do with Therapists, that Brown and I always suspected was passed on and used as masturbatory material for Gang members. Our suspicions were right Fatty.

All recorded by the security services undercover who failed to stop it because of the connections with the Royal Family of those involved.

It is you Fatty who needs a kick in the knackers so hard that you do not walk again.

Do me a favour Fatty and pop up once more on the BBC to explain it all away. As for your famous grandfather Churchill, previous posts have explained how it was he who gave Lord Kilmuir aka David Maxwell Fyfe, when Home Secretary, additional responsibilities for Welsh Affairs as well as ordering MI5 to be answerable to Fyfe. Maxwell Fyfe was a personal friend of Gwynne and Dafydd and even agreed to act for one of their mates, a farmer in north Wales, in a minor planning dispute with the County Council. He was the Lord Chancellor at the time but was prepared to do that, just to remind everyone that Fings Break. Or indeed that Accidents Happen.

It was when David Maxwell Fyfe was Home Secretary and MI5 were answerable to him that Dafydd was accepted by Liverpool University on their medicine degree. Dafydd was backed by the security services to be trained up as the tame Top Doc who would kick Alsations hard in the knackers who dared growl after they had been anally gang-raped by dreadful old men. They needed the Next Generation to succeed Gwynne, so planning started well in advance of Gwynne’s predicted retirement. So far in advance that it can only be concluded that plans to ensure that north Wales became the organised abuse capital of the UK were being laid. Dafydd’s cover was as the Plaid activist from Bethesda who Was On The Side Of The Common Welshman, not being all English and posh like wot most Top Docs were.

People who know anything about the founders of Plaid are under no illusions that they saw themselves as anything but Common As Muck.

Saunders et al were, like William Mars-Jones and the other Welsh Sons Of The Soil who made it big in the British establishment, very much an elite in Wales, but plebs compared to the London elite. Dafydd was just a common criminal and a ruthless opportunist.

I was reading a bit of John Biffen’s autobiography the other day and the similarities between the position of Biffen and people like William Mars-Jones leapt out at me. Readers will know that previous posts have discussed how my father went to school with John Biffen, who grew up on a farm just down the road from us. See ‘A Local Boy Made Good?’ and ‘He Was Looking At I In A Funny Way…’. Biffen went to Cambridge and made it big in politics. Biffen hated Somerset, never returned to live there, but his parents stayed living at the farm on ‘Biffens Corner’ and they were most proud of him. In Thatch’s Cabinet and afterwards, Biffen pulled the strings in the Bridgwater area that made life so difficult for me and anyone who supported me…

Media comment about Biffen in the 1980s and 90s, like those of William Mars-Jones, stressed his humble origins, the son of country bumpkins, gosh isn’t it incredible. Yet as with Mars-Jones, although Biffen’s upbringing was nothing like as privileged as many of those with whom he later sat in Parliament, it was privileged compared to most of his neighbours in Somerset. The Biffens had a really big farmhouse and they employed farm workers rather than working as farm workers themselves. They were Tories of the local business class and Biffen’s parents’ favourite spot for socialising was the Royal Clarence Hotel in Bridgwater which was the poshest hotel in Bridgwater until the 1980s when it faded somewhat. As a boy, Biffen remembered watching local politicians coming to campaign – they would always stay at the Clarence – and some of them later became very powerful politicians or were from famous political dynasties, such as the Heathcote-Amory family.

Biffen’s biography really flags up his humble beginnings, with accounts of doing his schoolwork by oil lamp etc. My father used to remember exactly the same thing; none of the houses in that area had electricity until well into the 1950s. Biffen’s dad and my grandfather were two of the few people around who had a car. They were also among the first people in the area to have their houses wired up for electricity…

Biffens weren’t posh by the standards of those educated at Eton, but they were better off than most of their neighbours. Biffen mentioned in his autobiography that his dad let him off the farmwork to study. I know; it was well-known that the Biffens had big ambitions for their son and didn’t want him to be a Somerset farmer. Furthermore Biffen was a kid with asthma and quite serious health problems, it was obvious that he wouldn’t be able to do physical work.

I was always told that John Biffen was much more academic than the other kids at Dr Morgans, the Grammar School in Bridgwater and he did genuinely win that scholarship to Jesus College, Cambridge (a college with Welsh connections), no fiddling was needed, but my point is that John Biffen, by Somerset standards, was quite well-to-do.

At the time that John Biffen and my father went to Dr Morgans, the school was no longer a fee-paying one, but there was the old chestnut of the uniform being obligatory but beyond the pocket of some of the kids who passed the exam necessary. I had an uncle on the other side of my family who couldn’t take up his place at Dr Morgans because those grandparents couldn’t afford the uniform. His younger sister was in the same situation a few years later re Bridgwater Girls Grammar School, but someone in the extended family – it might have been my well-off grandfather, I can’t remember – coughed up for the uniform.

I noted that John Biffen never mentioned any of this when he was supplying those Thatcherite interviews to the media in the 1980s. Instead he waxed lyrical about his parsimonious Somerset upbringing laying the foundations of his conservatism. I had a particularly good laugh when Biffen also Paid Tribute to a history teacher at Morgan’s, explaining that this teacher’s historical insights Made Biffen A Conservative Free Marketeer and a former Morgan’s pupil wrote into one of the broadsheets commenting that the same teacher at Morgan’s had made him a socialist.

I have only just realised that John Biffen was giving those ‘Bridgy Life, Dr Morgan’s School And The Royal Clarence Made Me The Success That I Am’ when the Gang came after me and Brown and my other Somerset friend and Tom King was crawling his way up the ladder…

Dafydd, Gwynne, the Westminster Paedophile Ring and the murder of witnesses, not a good advert John Biffen!

The Right Hon John Biffen MP:

The Good Old Days:

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What Down Memory Lane With John Biffen Was Really All About:

Vote For The Happily Married Man With Children:

British politician Cecil Parkinson, the Conservative and Unionist Party Candidate for Enfield West, posing in with his family whilst campaigning for votes, Enfield, London, November 12th 1970. (Photo by Fox Photos/Hulton Archive/Getty Images)

 

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It’s Edward du Cann with Cecil and Thatch, in happier times, before Cecil had to resign and before du Cann was bankrupted and scarpered to Cyprus:

I know of two sons from similar families to the Biffens in that part of Somerset – one of them being my father – who fell out with their own parents in a major way because they wanted to farm…

Jesus College, Cambridge:

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Alumni of Jesus College, Cambridge include: Roger Scruton (Thatch’s favourite philosopher); Andrew Mitchell MP (son of Sir David Mitchell, the MP for the Hampshire constituency in which we lived for a few years with Lord Denning down the road, Sir David having won the seat after his predecessor Denzil Freeth was forced to stand down by Lord Denning after being named in the John Vassall gay spies in the Admiralty scandal and then an incident in which Freeth, who was known to be gay himself, was fined after being found out and about in his undies, as discussed in ‘Sex, Lies and No Democracy’); Geoff Hoon; Shaun Woodward; Quentin Letts; Dominic Sandbrook; Raymond Williams; Jacob Bronowski; Lisa Jardine; Anthony Julius; Prince Edward!

Think those names are incriminating?

Theodore Huckle also went to Jesus College, Cambridge. Theo was the Counsel General for Wales who a few years ago read my 10,000 incriminating documents detailing serious organised crime and when I was (yet again) unlawfully detained in a psych unit, advised the Welsh Gov’t that I had no case for negligence on any grounds… Theo now shares Leading Human Rights Chambers Doughty Street with St Helena Kennedy, George Clooney’s wife Amal and other Defenders Of Justice. See eg. ‘Theodore Huckle QC’.

Lord Snowdon was also an alumnus of Jesus College, Cambridge!

Lord Snowdon was born on 7 March 1930. John Biffen was born on 3 Nov 1930.

Just send me my NDA Ma’am, I’m ready and waiting!

Hold on to your plumbs Fatty…

Saunders Lewis, one of the founders of Plaid, along with the father of the corrupt judge Huw Daniel and others (see post ‘Tan yn Llyn’) and Dafydd’s mate, was a rather odd academic who was the snobbiest old git that it was possible to encounter, as even the most loyal of Plaid supporters agreed. Lewis was born on the Wirral to a Welsh Calvinistic Methodist family – Lewis converted to Catholicism as an adult – and went to school in Liverpool and then to Liverpool University. Lewis then became an academic at what is now Swansea University, where he taught Rhodri Morgan’s parents and was then a senior colleague of Morgan’s father when Morgan’s dad bagged a job at Swansea. Saunders Lewis retained a God-like status among the Gwerin and the Gang until his death on 1 Sept 1985 and his very existence fanned the flames of the huge How Very Dare You when I raised questions about Gwynne.

 

I have no idea why Fatty Soames’s granddad gave David Maxwell Fyfe, a personal friend of Gwynne’s, all the powers that Fyfe needed to ensure that the Gang could for decades assault, rape, maim, rob, frame and even kill their targets, as well as abduct children en masse, but that is what Churchill did.

There are many other Interesting Facts about the Churchills, including the serious mental health problems suffered by some of their children. Their eldest daughter, Diana, was in great distress when young and received the attentions of the Top Docs. Diana had several nervous breakdowns. In 1962, she began working with the Samaritans. In 1963, Diana died, at age 54, from an overdose of barbiturates; a coroner later concluded that the death was a suicide. Diana’s younger sister Sarah, an actress, had an affair that led to the suicide of the man with whom she had an affair; Sarah became an alcoholic and passed through Holloway Prison briefly. Churchill’s son Randolph was generally rather hopeless and suffered from poor health for years, dying at 57 years old from ‘a heart attack’ in his sleep at his home in Suffolk. He was found by one of his researchers the next morning, 6 June 1968 and although he had been rough for years, Randolph’s death was unexpected.

Lord Charles Hill aka Charlie Corkscrew, Churchill’s Top Doc, knew a great deal re dirt on those in high places and capitalised on this knowledge. Charles Hill was the WW II Radio Doctor and a big wig in the BMA who ‘negotiated’ with Nye Bevan re the establishment of the NHS – Bevan was told by Hill that the Top Docs would not work in the NHS unless they were allowed to dictate their own pay and conditions and ‘regulate’ their own profession. Hill lived until 22 Aug 1989, ever ready to save the day with regard to his friends Dafydd and Gwynne. Charlie Corkscrew was kicked out of Macmillan’s Cabinet during Night of the Long Knives in July 1962, but was very soon after given a peerage and subsequently appointed Chairman of the BBC by Harold Wilson. While making load noises about standards and morality, Hill ensured that the ring at the BBC, including the most extreme member of the ring, Savile, was left unhindered. See previous posts.

That is how long these Alsations have been causing havoc. They don’t need a hard kick in the knackers, they need to be put down – or simply removed from all positions of influence – along with the dangerous idiots who have rendered them bombproof.

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According to the book Women in Parliament published in 2005, Fatty has been named as the ‘most sexist’ MP, with several female MPs stating that he has made vulgar comments to them. In other accusations of sexual harassment it has been alleged that Fatty makes repeated cupping gestures with his hands, suggestive of female breasts, when women are trying to speak in parliament, in order to distract them. He allegedly harassed Alastair Campbell by telephoning him and saying “you sex god, you Adonis, you the greatest of all great men”. Fatty didn’t realise that he was actually speaking to Campbell’s young son.

On 31 January 2017, Soames made ‘woofing’ noises at Tasmina Ahmed-Sheikh when she was asking the Foreign Secretary Boris a question in the House. Ahmed-Sheikh called a point of order o bring the Speaker’s attention to the noises. The Speaker John Bercow described the noises as “discourteous and that expression should not be used” and Fatty was asked to apologise. Fatty did so, saying he was only offering her a “friendly canine salute” in reply to her “snapped” question.

Oh just get rid of him someone, Fatty is not only offensive to Wimmin, he is offensive to virtually the entire human race. He is also the close friend of a man who has over years consistently protected sex offenders who resorted to very serious crime to cover their arses. That is the real problem, not Fatty simply behaving as he did when he was 14 and at Eton.

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In one edition of The Mark Thomas Comedy Product, Mark Thomas investigated the practice of avoiding inheritance tax by declaring art, furniture, homes and land available for public viewing. After discovering that Fatty was claiming tax relief on a “three-tier mahogany buffet with partially reeded slender balustrade upright supports” on this basis, but without making any arrangements for the furniture to be inspected by the public, Thomas invented a ‘National Soames Day’ on which hundreds of people made appointments to see the furniture.

Fatty subsequently decided to pay the tax on the ‘three-tier mahogany buffet with partially reeded slender balustrade upright supports’ and Gordon, then Chancellor of the Exchequer, changed the law. Not that Gordon changed the law that much; when George Osborne was Chancellor, he famously had dinner with the senior execs of multi-national companies and asked them how much tax they would be willing to pay. George who’s brother Adam was a Top Doc who was struck off some four years ago after having sex with a patient, asking her if she’d like to make up a threesome with him and his wife and then threatening her – as did Adam’s wife, a Nice Lady Doctor, too – when the patient complained about him. Adam had previously been before the GMC after it was discovered that he had committed fraud re prescriptions of opiates and flogged them to sex workers. See previous posts…

For George Osborne’s role in the massive rigging of public opinion, Gov’t policy and contracts etc that resulted in the construction of the huge new Hinkley Point nuclear installation in Somerset and George’s contacts, including those in Somerset linked to the Gang, that assisted in this, see post ‘He Was Looking At I In A Funny Way…’

 

In 2015, Mark Thomas told Adam Jacques of the Indie: “I try to find the good in my enemies. It’s not unusual to be able to get on with people despite what they are doing being awful. The only person I have met who I considered to be without any redeeming features was […] Nicholas Soames. […] He was such a pantomime baddie.”

Fatty isn’t just pantomime, he’s a real life obnoxious dangerous git. Sitting in Parliament maxing out on his friendship with a Royal who is good mates with sex offenders.

Take this blog post as your really hard kick in the knackers Fatty.

The latest edition of the London Review of Books has a by-line on the cover asking ‘How Bad Can It Get?’. When I did my ‘Worse, how can it be worse? Jehovah, Jehovah, Jehovah’ bit on Tony Francis in 1986 after he snapped at me saying ‘You’re only making it worse for yourself’ and he responded with ‘It can get a lot worse, believe me’,

I didn’t realise that Gangsters had been responsible for my friend Anne’s death, that they would then try and murder me and Brown and kill my friend’s baby!

Tony Francis was found dead in 2012. It was presumed that he’d killed himself but his death was kept very quiet. Operation Pallial was underway and I have been told that Francis had been questioned. I presumed that Francis had killed himself because he could see that he hadn’t yet exhausted his own Jehovah Jehovah Jehova possibilities. It is believed that Tony hung himself. Top Docs don’t usually hang themselves because they know what an horrific death it is, slow strangulation with the person changing their mind as it progresses and ripping their fingernails off as they grapple with the noose. Furthermore Tony had been taking opiates for years, he’d have had a lovely death with an overdose of those.

Over years, witnesses murdered by the Gang were found hanging and their deaths were dismissed as suicide. Sometimes suicide notes – as well as medical notes – were forged to set the scene. My post ‘He Knew Far, Far Too Much’ discussed Harry, a patient of Dafydd’s who had a relationship with Dafydd’s wife. (Dafydd has a number of ex-wives.) Mrs Dafydd left Dafydd for Harry; Dafydd then gave medical evidence against her in the child custody case, gaining custody of their children. Dafydd was never at home to look after the kids, he hired nannies to do that, who were nearly always young female patients whom he had sectioned for so long in Denbigh that they were left homeless, destitute and unemployable and were then invited by Dafydd to move into his house as his nanny/housekeeper.

It wasn’t illegal for Dafydd to declare his own wife insane to gain custody of the kids but it was very unacceptable and the whole of Gwynedd realised at that point that they had spawned a monster. After spawning the monster that was Gwynne. Harry was later found hung. He had killed himself. Everyone knew that Harry had done that because he believed that his new partner would stand a better chance of getting her kids back if Harry wasn’t around. It was widely believed that Dafydd himself had suggested this to Harry.

Nearly all of those kids in care and Empowered Service Users who were patients of Dafydd who ‘killed themselves’ in Risley Remand Centre hung themselves. Even though they were in the Hospital Wing under observation. It takes a while to die by hanging…

When F was framed by the Gang and imprisoned in the Hospital Wing in Risley, every night he heard the screams of the other prisoners as the screws kicked the hell out of them. From what F told me, he probably heard a murder of a prisoner by the screws as well.

The suicide record at Risley was the worst of any remand centre/prison in mainland Britain. It was dreadful from 1964 when Risley opened. Serious riots at Risley in 1989 that resulted in substantial damage to the building eventually led to a degree of change. Risley was re-roled to a male category C Training Prison 1n 1990, with the Female Remand Centre and a Male Allocation Centre retained on the same site. The female facility closed in April 1999 and the Male Allocation Centre closed in March 2000, at which point Risley wholly re-roled to a Category C Training Prison, known as HMP Risley.

The Home Office did not act re the dreadful conditions in Risley until the 1989 Risley riots in 1. The stats re the deaths of ‘male prisoners under 16’ (children) in Risley were so shameful that the Home Office refused to release them. See post ‘Include Me Out’.

It was the 1989 major riots at Risley that so embarrassed Douglas Hurd at the Home Office that change finally followed. Michael Mansfield represented some of those prisoners who had rioted. They were not the Gang’s victims, they were the prisoners of whom the Gang’s victims were so frightened. As more than one of the Gang’s victims said to me ‘The place was full of murderers, I was terrified’. One of the screws’ favourite techniques at Risley was to tell the sort of prisoners who Michael Mansfield represented that the Gang’s victims were nonces. Then they’d get their head kicked in by the prisoners as well as by the screws. It was at that point that Dafydd would appear and offer them a Bed In Denbigh. They knew that they would be found dead if they stayed at Risley much longer and accepted Dafydd’s kind offer. F was unlawfully imprisoned in Denbigh for a year by such a process, as were two other people known to me. It was of course how Mary Wynch found herself in Denbigh.

During his many hours of commenting on the Risley riots, Mansfield didn’t mention that nearly every prisoner on the Hospital Wing was a kid in care or psych patient from north Wales. I wrote to Mansfield in 1993 about the abuses of Gwynedd Social Services. He wrote me a one line reply.

I am told that when he received my letter, Mansfield sent up the distress flare and I have been informed that all the big legal names agreed never to represent me, in return for the continued co-operation of Top Docs, appeal judges etc for their other cases. Mansfield will have known that he was about to hear from me. I was given his address by Alwyn Jones, a solicitor in Bangor who was married to a lawyer who worked for Gwynedd County Council. Alwyn’s wife was a colleague of Ron Evans, the crooked lawyer for Gwynedd who rigged the cases, forged documents, planned the conspiracy and perjury etc. See eg. ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’ and ‘The Bitterest Pill’. Alwyn’s father-in-law was a policeman who was a member of the Freemason’s lodge in Bangor. When Alwyn split up from his first wife, he married a pharmacist with whom he had been at Aber University.

It was Alwyn who told me about Dafydd giving medical evidence against his own wife in order to gain custody of the kids.

In May 2015 Michael Mansfield’s daughter Anna was found dead, hanging in the bathroom of her house. Michael established a suicide charidee, SOS (Silence Of Suicide), after that Personal Tragedy as discussed in previous posts.

On 18 Feb 2017, six months after I began this blog, the Torygraph published an interview with Melian Mansfield, Michael Mansfield’s first wife, Anna’s mother:

Melian Mansfield has just turned 75, yet pursues a schedule that would floor a person half her age.

Melian Mansfield campaigns for state education

But, in truth, she wouldn’t want it any other way. Her work and her family have helped her through one of the cruellest blows to any parent: the suicide of a child. On May 1, 2015, the unthinkable happened: Melian’s bright, beautiful, high-flying, second-eldest child, Anna – the 44-year-old mother of two boys aged six and three – took her own life and was found in the bathroom of their London home by her husband, Carlo.

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Anna, who was facing problems at work, had a history of depression. So too did Melian’s own father, Lt-Cdmr Breon Bordes, following war service. One of Anna’s relatives was diagnosed with schizophrenia while at university.

That’s always a bad sign. It’s Genetic!

We sit today in Melian’s homely north London kitchen, where the table is thronged with cards from family and friends for this unassuming matriarch’s landmark birthday, including one from her ex-husband and father of her five children: the campaigning civil-rights QC Michael Mansfield. In a tribute to how hard his ex-wife works, he writes: “I hope you find time to celebrate.”

Her work as an educational campaigner has been something of a solace over the past 18 months. “It keeps me focused; it has helped enormously,” she admits.

This is the first time that Melian has spoken publicly about the loss of her daughter which, she explains, is still raw. “It’s very difficult to say what I feel because it’s so devastating. What could we have done? Although Anna did confide in me a lot, I could never have foreseen what she would do. She had problems at work, but she had such good friends, an amazing group who talk so animatedly about her still. She was so much loved by everybody.”

Yvette Vanson met Mansfield during the 1984-85 NUM strike when they were both in Yorkshire working with the miners. My friends who were forced out of their media careers met Yvette Vanson, she is a Radical Film Producer. Yvette knew about Gwynne, Dafydd etc, one could not be the sort of film producer that Yvette is and not know. See post ‘Workers Play Time’.

In a 2011 joint interview with her father, Anna talked about his “devastating” departure; and in his 2009 memoir Memoirs of a Radical Lawyer, he acknowledged that “the innocent victims were our five lovely, long-suffering children”.

The corpse hanging in the bathroom was the aftermath of a marriage breakdown.

The picture Melian paints today of Anna is of a warm, funny, clever daughter – a daddy’s girl who became the emotional centre of the family as mediator between her parents after their split. She was so multi-talented that, at first, several careers beckoned. “After university, Anna started out as a children’s play-leader,” recalls Melian. “She then trained as an aerobics teacher. She was very sporty, brilliant at gymnastics and a good swimmer, ice-skater, footballer, horse-rider and dancer. She played four instruments. And then she went on to work in the media. She was such an achiever.”

Yet, according to her mother, Anna had suffered from depression “on and off” since her teens. Becoming a mother then brought tragedy, when her first child was stillborn. Melian is still searching for clues as to whether Anna’s bouts of depression were made worse by tough experiences or hormonal issues.

Hormones are always very useful when serious organised crime makes an appearance.
Gangsters are difficult to deal with when even the highest profile barristers in the UK will not act for their victims.

It is a sadness that ripples out to the rest of the family, with one of Anna’s relatives having been diagnosed as schizophrenic, something neither Michael nor Melian have ever talked about publicly.

If they had have done, the grim reality would have put a lot of noses out of joint and the Top Docs wouldn’t have been quite so helpful when Mr Mansfield asked them to provide Expert Opinions for his next high profile case reinforcing his image as a Fearless Champion of Underdogs.

“Anna’s death has been very tough for everyone,” she says.

In August 2015, three months after Anna died, Michael Mansfield gave an interview to this newspaper about the loss of their daughter and the Silence of Suicide (SOS) forum he set up to raise awareness of the subject. “It was a brave thing to do in a way,” says Melian now. “I think it’s important for him to do it, it’s how he operates, he’s a big communicator and much more open about things.

Mike has throughout his entire career not managed to communicate anything at all about the enormous problem that was Gwynne and Dafydd. But then Mike is in Gray’s Inn, as was William Mars-Jones, Dafydd and Gwynne’s good mate.

Whereas I couldn’t possibly have done that because I’m a much more private person.”

Melian drew support from a group called The Compassionate Friends, for parents who have lost children through illness, accident or unforeseen events. NHS grief counsellors, she says, provided crucial help to the whole family. “That service was completely free; they were amazing to us.”

I thought that the NHS might just have come up trumps on that occasion…

Today, Melian pours her energies into campaigning, with a focus on championing comprehensive schools.

If I’d have met you when I was 15 and at the hands of those hopeless unpleasant teachers who were linked to the Gang that your husband didn’t dare taken on Melian, I’d have told you to be my guest, put my comprehensive school on the back of a lorry and take it far away from me as possible. See eg. ‘He Was Looking At I In A Funny Way…’

This stems from her own childhood experiences when her younger sisters, Alison and Jacqueline, failed to pass the 11 plus. It divided the family and they were sent to boarding school instead, which her parents could ill afford, while Melian attended the local grammar. “I didn’t get to know my sisters properly for years,” she explains.

It won’t have been the best situation but it will have been better than being targeted by a gang of sex offenders who had their sights on you from the age of 12 or 13, then accessed confidential info and Gov’t databases to track you years after you’d left the hell-hole behind.

It is the reason why this former French and maths teacher now trains school governors and is chair of the Campaign for State Education (CASE). She is fiercely opposed to Theresa May’s plan to open new grammar schools, which she feels would similarly stigmatise a generation of children. Not to mention, she adds, how it could put financial strain on parents feeling pressured into paying for private education over worries about second-best “sink” state schools.

So sort those bloody sink schools out. The opportunities that you mentioned Anna having as a teenager were not available to most kids in my school – except for the horse-riding that was available for some of the kids who lived in the countryside – and they’re not available to swathes of kids in north Wales or in many other areas of the UK. Grammars do cultivate an unpleasant social snobbery and delusions of brilliance when success in that system is actually closely associated with social class, but generations of children going to sub-standard, brutal bear pits where they are not expected to achieve anything at all is not the answer.

Understandably, she supports another of Mrs May’s pledges – for more mental health funding.

Fings Break. As Mike and Melian are now acutely aware.

A regular babysitter to her grandchildren, including Anna’s two sons, they are, she says, a constant reminder of its importance. “Anna was the focus of our family: a great mother, daughter and sister, and there was such an outpouring of love for her,” she says.

Please Top Docs, no more stillbirths or dead bodies hanging in the bathroom…

When I worked at St George’s, Michael Mansfield lived in Wansdworth. In the Borough who’s Social Services were facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring along with St George’s and Dafydd…

OK, everyone’s got the message. Fings Break. Here are the Adverts:

Helpline for The Compassionate Friends, visit: tcf.org.uk; call: 0345 123 2304 or email: helpline@tcf.org.uk

For The Campaign For State Education (CASE), visit: campaignforstateeducation.org. uk

 

One Empowered Service User who ended up in prison after the perjury of the Gang told me that he thinks that Tony Francis was probably murdered and that was why there was no obituaries, notices or even much discussion about his death.

Dafydd holds a Home Office licence for prescribing Class A drugs and has always been the main supplier in north Wales and probably for the rest of Wales as well. He would have known about Tony Francis and the opiates and might well have been the Top Doc prescribing them.

Tony Francis knew that I knew about Harry and the circumstances of his death and that Dafydd gave medical evidence against his own wife. Tony knew that F and I knew about the patients who cohabited with Dafydd and worked as his nannies and Tony knew that we had spoken to one of them, Therese.

How are your testicles at present Sir Fatty? A little bruised and swollen perhaps?

Fatty was Chairman of the private security contractor Aegis Defence Services which was bought in 2015 by GardaWorld, for whom Fatty now acts as a member of the International Advisory Board. Aegis had a series of contracts worth hundreds of millions of dollars to provide guards to protect US military bases in Iraq from 2004 onwards. From 2011, the company broadened its recruitment to take in African countries, having previously employed people from the UK, the US and Nepal.

Contract documents state that the soldiers from Sierra Leone were paid $16 (£11) a day. A documentary, The Child Soldier’s New Job, broadcast in Denmark, alleges that the estimated 2,500 Sierra Leonean personnel who were recruited by Aegis and other private security companies to work in Iraq included former child soldiers.

Fatty was a Director of the liquidated company Framlington Second Dual Trust plc.

Mid Sussex Conservative Constituency Association has received over £1 million in donations, with Fatty receiving well over £100,000 from private military company Aegis Defence Services Ltd from 2010 onwards. US multinational professional services, risk management and insurance brokerage firm Marsh & McLennan Companies Inc has given Fatty £518,069 since 2010 in remunerations for his services as an MP. Fatty has also received private donations from a variety of people, including £5,749 from Majlis As Shura, £10,000 from David Rowland and £20,000 from Ann R. Said.

In October 2017, Fatty faced criticism following a meeting with Robert Mugabe while visiting Zimbabwe. Zimbabwean media claimed that the visit was “part of a private initiative of friends of Zimbabwe in the British establishment” to normalise relations between the two countries, and quoted Mugabe as saying that Fatty had carried messages of goodwill from both Lord Carrington (another life-long facilitator of the Gang, as discussed in previous posts, who had co-signed the 1979 Lancaster House Agreement on behalf of the British Gov’t) and Carlo. The Zimbabwean state-owned Herald asserted that “Sir Nicholas insisted on meeting President Mugabe in the full glare of publicity. He promised to publicise details of the meeting in the British media.”

In response Fatty maintained that he had met Mugabe in a personal capacity, rather than as a representative of the UK Gov’t: he said that his father Christopher Soames, who had overseen Zimbabwe’s transition to independence, would not have forgiven him if he had not tried to “call on” the President.

MP Kate Hoey, Chair of the All-Party Parliamentary Group on Zimbabwe, criticised the visit, stating that Fatty’s behaviour “pander(ed) to the vanity of a wily and ruthless dictator.” She continued “(y)ou can’t have a private visit which is then front page of the newspapers in Zimbabwe.”

The gangster Nicholas Hoogstraten was a mate of Mugabe’s and after Hoogstraten finally left the UK some years ago he moved to Zimbabwe, where he was an adviser to Mugabe. Hoogstraten left the UK after he was held in custody under suspicion of murdering a business rival. Charges were eventually dropped and Mugabe finally left the UK. Hoogstraten’s life after his jail term when he was a young man provides an interesting example of what one can do if people are simply terrified of one. Hoogstraten was best known as a truly dreadful slum landlord as well as for vicious business practices. There was complaint after complaint but the authorities never took action to put Hoogstraten out of business and then the complaints stopped coming in the wake of accounts of savage beatings and attempted murders of people who dared complain.

It seems likely that my friends who supported me after they graduated from Stirling University – having met Jack McConnell there – when the Gang came after me who found themselves bothered by gangsters when they lived at Archway in north London were tenants of a house owned by Hoogstraten; he owned a great deal of property in London and Brighton and his tactics were known to result in the sort of experiences that my friends had.

Yet Hoogstraten was feted by the media, appeared on TV – just after my mates had all that trouble at Archway – and people offered to work on the palace that Hoogstraten planned and then had built in the south of England free of charge. He really hated ramblers and cut off public footpaths on his land with rolls of barbed wire, concrete etc and nothing was ever done to persuade Hoogstraten to change his mind.

Not long before Hoogstraten emigrated to Zimbabwe, he was prosecuted for tax evasion on a massive scale. The case was dropped after information was received that if it went ahead, the presiding judge would almost certainly be assassinated. It was confirmed: Hoogstraten had reached Dafydd and Gwynne status. No-one would touch him because they would be killed if they did.

My post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’ discussed the firebomb that killed five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal days after the April 1992 General Election. Two more witnesses who had survived the firebomb were subsequently found dead, one immediately after giving evidence against John Allen in Court. Hoogstraten was alleged to have owned the building in which the party was held to which so many witnesses were invited before a firebomb was thrown into the building as the party was in full swing. No -one ever proved that Hoogstraten owned the building  in Court – well they wouldn’t dare name him anyway would they – but the building was owned by a sort of shell company (Dafydd uses the same techniques re his Care Homes) known to have links with Hoogstraten.

This is where the mindless bleating of Ah the doctors they were wonderful and They’re Lying To Get Compensation ends up. Trials that have to be abandoned because no judge dares risk his life presiding over them. Dafydd and Gwynne should have received lengthy jail sentences decades ago. They didn’t and now no politician dares criticise Top Docs and no lawyer will represent anyone who wants to take a case against Dafydd and his acolytes.

 

Fatty has been married twice. His first marriage (4 June 1981-1988) was to Catherine Weatherall (the sister of Isobel Bowes-Lyon, Countess of Strathmore and Kinghorne). Carlo was best man and the wedding was attended by Diana, the Queen Mum, Ma’am Darling and many others. Fatty and Catherine have one son:

  • Arthur Harry David Soames (b. May 1985)

Isobel and Catherine are the sisters of Edward Percy Keswick Weatherall (born 1957), MD of the Jardine Matheson Group from 2000 to 31 March 2006 having joined the Board in 1999. Weatherall joined the Jardine Group in 1976 and worked in a number of senior executive positions in Hong Kong, the US, the UK, Saudi Arabia, Korea and the Philippines, prior to becoming “Tai-Pan“. Weatherall was CEO of Hongkong Land.

Weatherall is a member of the Keswick family who control Jardine Matheson through complex cross-shareholdings, despite holding only around 10% of the shares in the company. During Weatherall’s period in charge, the Jardines undertook large scale strategic investment in Astra International of Indonesia via the Singapore company Jardine Cycle & Carriage. Weatherall was succeeded as Group Managing Director by Anthony Nightingale on 1 April 2006.

Weatherall was born the elder son of Captain Anthony Weatherall and Sophy Keswick. He is married to Clara Mary Johnston (b. 1960), elder daughter of Nicholas John Johnston by his wife Susanna Maria Chancellor, younger daughter of Sir Christopher Chancellor CMG 

Susanna Chancellor is the sister of the journo Alexander Chancellor. Rosie Johnston, the only person who was jailed after the death of Olivia Channon at Oxford in 1986, is a member of the Chancellor family via her mother. See post ‘Is The Party Over Yet?’

Weatherall and Clara have four children: Bertram, Stella, Ruby and Honor Weatherall. The family lives in South West Scotland, having left Hong Kong in April 2006.

Weatherall has two sisters and a younger brother (who is married to his wife’s younger sister). Weatherall’s elder sister Catherine Nony was Fatty’s first wife. Weatherall’s younger sister Isobel Charlotte, Countess of Strathmore and Kinghorne (b. ca. 1963), was married from 1984 to 2005 to the 18th Earl of Strathmore and Kinghorne and is mother of the earl’s three elder surviving sons.

The 18th Earl of Strathmore and Kinghorne, Fatty’s former brother-in-law:

The Earl of Strathmore and Kinghorne
Earl of Strathmore and Kinghorne 2012.png
Captain of the Yeomen of the Guard
In office
30 December 1991 – 20 July 1994
Monarch Elizabeth II
Prime Minister John Major
Preceded by The Viscount Davidson
Succeeded by The Earl of Arran
Personal details
Born 7 June 1957
Windsor
Died 27 February 2016 (aged 58)
London
Nationality British
Spouse(s)
Isobel Charlotte Weatherall (m. 1984–2005)
Dr. Damaris E. Stuart-William (m. 2005–2008)
Karen Baxter (m. 2012)
Children Simon Bowes-Lyon, 19th Earl of Strathmore and Kinghorne
John Bowes-Lyon
George Bowes-Lyon
Toby Bowes-Lyon
Parents Fergus Michael Bowes-Lyon, 17th Earl of Strathmore and Kinghorne
Mary Pamela McCorquodale
Residence Glamis Castle, Angus, Scotland
Education Sunningdale School
Eton
University of Aberdeen
RMA Sandhurst

Michael Fergus Bowes-Lyon, 18th and 5th Earl of Strathmore and Kinghorne (7 June 1957-27 February 2016), styled Lord Glamis, 1972-87, was a first cousin, once removed, of Brenda. Lord Strathmore was the only son of Michael Bowes-Lyon, 17th Earl of Strathmore and Kinghorne, and his wife Mary Pamela McCorquodale (b.1932). Diana’s sister married into the McCorquodale clan. Lord Glamis was a great-nephew of the Queen Mum. Lord Glamis was educated at Sunningdale School (as was Gerald Cavendish Grosvenor aka the 6th Duke of Westminster), Eton, Aberdeen University and Sandhurst. He succeeded his father as 18th Earl of Strathmore and Kinghorne in 1987.

Lord Strathmore was married three times. In 1984 he married Isobel Charlotte Weatherall (b ca 1963), sister of Percy Weatherall. They were separated in 2003 and divorced in 2005. They had three children:

On 24 November 2005 at Glamis Castle (the Queen Mum’s childhood home which is reputed to be haunted by a particularly unsavoury ghost; Ma’am Darling was born at Glamis Castle) Lord Strathmore married Dr. Damaris E. Stuart-William, a clinical psychologist. They were separated in 2007 and were divorced in 2008. They had one child, a son:

  • Hon. Toby Peter Fergus Bowes-Lyon (b. March 2005) (legitimised upon the marriage of his parents)

On 4 August 2012 he married Karen Baxter who survives him.

Damaris Stuart-William appears on LinkedIn described as a Consultant Clinical Psychologist based in Southampton at HAMPSHIRE AND SURREY PSYCHOLOGY LTD. Damaris Stuart-William also appears on the web as working with CAMHS in NHS Tayside, Dundee.

 

Fatty subsequently married Serena Smith (a niece of the Duchess of Grafton and daughter of Sir John Smith) on 21 December 1993. They have two children.

  • Isabella Soames (b. 28 November 1996)
  • Christopher Soames (b. 11 January 2001)

Now for Fatty’s father-in-law, Sir John Lindsay Eric Smith (3 April 1923 – 28 February 2007). John Smith was a banker and Tory MP who was involved with many architectural, industrial and maritime conservation charities. Smith founded the Landmark Trust in 1965.

When the previously disadvantaged agricultural areas of Somerset began to be colonised by celebs and affluent Tories after the arrival of Paul Johnson in Over Stowey heralded the invasion, people knew that an earthquake had hit Stogursey when David Essex went there on holiday. It was at some point in the late 1980s. Stogursey was not the sort of village to host celebs on holiday (see post ‘He Was Looking At I In A Funny Way…’). I e mailed Brown a couple of weeks ago to ask him if he could remember the circumstances in which David Essex booked a holiday in Stogursey.

Brown’s reply:

Brown

Sat, Aug 3, 11:46 AM (13 days ago)
to me

I think this was round about the time the Landmark Trust bought and refurbished the house at Stogursey Castle, and I think he was one the first customers. I can’t remember if anyone else famous turned up. I think he was the one of whom Mrs Brown said he’s been offended because nobody recognised him. A lot of men in that area looked like ageing versions of 1970s entertainers and singers anyway so he probably blended in.

More celebs did follow David Essex, I remember Brown’s mum telling me, but David Essex was the one who put Stogursey as a holiday destination on the map as it were. I need to emphasise once more that Stogursey, until the Landmark Trust got busy, was not your usual holiday destination. The High Street looked like a twee Somerset village but Stogursey had always been ‘rough’; a lawless gypsy site nearby, another big caravan site for people who couldn’t afford houses, a drunken violent vicar, fist fights in the pubs, a primary school with a Head who reassured people that it didn’t matter if the kids couldn’t read and write (he certainly wasn’t going to teach them to do so) ‘because they’re all going to work on farms’.

Stogursey now IS a twee village, Brown and I marvelled some years ago of how it had been effectively cleansed of the mass of poor people who lived there.

As for Brown’s comment re the men looking like ageing 70s entertainers, yes they did, particularly the school bus drivers who were shagging the more precocious girls. ‘Keefy’ Miller being the best example, Keefy of the walrus moustache and gold jewellery, a ‘Medallion man’ as Keefy’s variety of male was known. The activities of Keefy and his friends were widely know, as discussed in previous posts.

They did all of course douse themselves in one gents’ fragrance in particular:

 

Fatty’s father-in-law John Smith was born in London, the son of Cap’n Evan Cadogan Eric Smith of Ashfold, Sussex and his wife, Beatrice Helen (née Williams). Smith was a scion of an old banking family: Smiths of Nottingham was founded in the 1650s, and merged with the National Provincial Bank after WW I and his Smith’s father became its Chairman. The National Provincial in Bangor was one of the banks under the control of the Gang; multiple fiddles were underway.

John Smith’s mother was the daughter of Albert Williams and granddaughter of Sir George Williams, founder of the YMCA and a great-granddaughter of Thomas Cook (the holiday king). His elder sister, Fortune, married Hugh FitzRoy, Earl of Euston (later 11th Duke of Grafton) in 1946; she was a Lady-of-the-Bedchamber to Brenda, 1953-66 and has been the Mistress of the Robes since 1967.

Smith was educated at Eton. He joined the Fleet Air Arm in 1942 and served in WW II in the Mediterranean and the Atlantic, then as a liaison officer to the US Ninth Air Force and then with a squadron in the North Atlantic. Smith joined the aircraft carrier HMS Indomitable, and served in the Far East with a Naval Air Squadron. Smith was in Ceylon at the end of WW II.

During that lot, John Smith would have become good mates with those of varying ranks who knew Gwynne and Dafydd.

After WW II, Smith went to New College, Oxford, at the time a recruiting ground for the British security services. Smith became an honorary fellow of New College in 1979. He met his future wife, Christian Carnegy, in Oxford and they married in 1952.

Smith and Christian had five children:

  • Serena Mary Smith who married Fatty
  • Bartholomew Evan Eric Smith (born 1 February 1955; founder of the Amber Foundation and West London Aero Club)
  • Adam Carnegy Eric Smith (born 1953)
  • Dido Smith
  • Emma Smith, who pre-deceased him

John Smith owned a property at No. 1, Smith Square in his former constituency. However, he resided at Shottesbrooke Park, near Maidenhead, the ancient home of the Vansittart family which he inherited from his father’s second cousin in 1962. Smith died in Windsor. He was survived by his wife, their two sons and two of their three daughters.

John Smith followed the family tradition of being a director of Coutts and Co, the private bank and a subsidiary of National Provincial, in 1950. He was the ninth generation of Smiths to work in the bank. Smith remained a Director for 43 years, until 1993.

Previous posts eg. ‘Upper Class Twit Of The Year – Shooting Themselves’ discussed the money that was transferred via a Coutts cheque in the late 80s/early 90s to the Fiddington-based Homophobe who shocked ‘City Limits’. He had to be told what Coutts was (‘the Queen’s bank’) because he and his mates had never heard of Coutts and they thought that the cheque was a dud.

Fatty’s father-in-law joined the Boards of many other companies, including Rolls-Royce Limited, the Ottoman Bank and the Financial Times. He was also a Deputy-Governor of Royal Exchange Assurance. Fatty was awarded the OBE in 1964, the year that Dafydd achieved greatness as a Consultant Psychiatrist.

After the death of the Speaker of the Commons, Sir Harry Hylton Foster in 1965, Smith was elected to succeed him as MP or the Cities of London and Westminster. Smith represented the constituency until he stood down in 1970. Brenda awarded Smith a CBE in 1975.

Smith served as High Steward of Maidenhead and as Lord Lieutenant of Berkshire, 1975-78. Brenda knighted Smith in 1988 and then made him a Companion of Honour in 1994, the year that Matt Arnold died and Peter Howarth was jailed.

Smith served on Committees of the National Trust, 1952-95 and was Deputy Chairman, 1980-95. Previous posts have discussed the scams that the Gang ran in collaboration with the NT, including the summer work scheme for victims of the Gang at Penrhyn Castle back in the 1980s. Lucille Hughes is now volunteering for the NT, at Penrhyn Castle no less. I knew one Empowered Service User who volunteered repeatedly with the NT on Anglesey. It took me a while to realise that this young woman, like me, had been a witness not just to the Gang in north Wales but also to crime in celeb circles when she had worked in London after graduating. The Hergest Unit was systematically damaging her health including by ‘medication’ every time that she began to improve. The NT played a crucial role because her ambition was to return to full-time work in the business world and she kept trying to gear-up for that by volunteering with the NT. The NT would undermine her, elicit confrontations and report back to the Gang on her madness… I didn’t realise at the time how closely the NT and the Gang were linked.

John Smith served on the Standing Committee for Museums and Galleries from 1958 to 1966, the Historic Buildings Council from 1971 to 1978, the Redundant Churches Fund from 1972 to 1974, and the National Heritage Memorial Fund from 1980 to 1982.

Smith founded the Manifold Trust in 1962, to raise money for charity by buying long leases close to the date of their expiry. The venture was very successful, producing a “cataract of gold” which funded many of Smith’s charitable interests, including the Landmark Trust, which he and Lady Smith founded three years later and which still operates from their estate at Shottesbrooke. David Essex benefited along with the Smiths. Sir John identified and acquired properties for restoration, while Lady Smith supervised their fitting out, commissioning soft furnishings for each inspired by objects or design features associated with the buildings.

How did the house in Stogursey come to the attention of Fatty’s in-laws then? Perhaps Stogursey’s resident with close connections to People in High Places (see post ‘He Was Looking At I In A Funny Way…’) can enlighten us:

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If Lady Elizabeth Gass Knows Nuzzing, someone else will be able to fill us in:

I have no idea who the man in the middle is between Lord Tom (who dressed up in his whites especially for the occasion) and John Major. He’ll be a famous cricketer but I only know those cricketers who used to go down the Anchor Inn in Combwich with Beefy Botham, drinking with the Homophobes and teenaged girls. Don’t Tell Kath! See previous posts.

John Smith was involved in canal restoration through his friendship with L. T. C. Rolt, and was a driving force behind the preservation of HMS Belfast, HMS Warrior and SS Great Britain.

Here are extracts from Fatty’s father-in-law’s obituary, written by Louis Jebb and published in the Indie on 1 March 2007:

John Lindsay Eric Smith, financier and philanthropist: born London 3 April 1923; director, Coutts and Co 1950-93; founder, Manifold Trust 1962; OBE 1964, CBE 1970; founder, Landmark Trust 1965; MP (Conservative) for Cities of London and Westminster 1965-70; Lord-Lieutenant of Berkshire 1975-78; Kt 1988; CH 1994; married 1952 Christian Carnegy (two sons, two daughters, and one daughter deceased); died Windsor, Berkshire 28 February 2007.

John Smith changed the fate of historic buildings in Britain. Houses and cottages, factories and workshops, disused stations and forts – yeoman buildings that 50 years ago were disparaged, ill used or disregarded – are now the subject of reality television programmes, of competitive efforts of restoration, and the source of national pride. Without the Landmark Trust, which Smith founded in 1965, and his no less significant contribution to the funding of other preservation projects through the Manifold Trust – for ships, museums, libraries and canals and countless other causes – the picture might be very different.

Smith’s achievement with the Landmark was not just in saving precious “minor” buildings but in using the trust and its work to re-educate public sensitivity towards architecture – and also towards a wider awareness of the environment.

As a champion of buildings, Smith complemented the work of two other, very different, visionaries. Nikolaus Pevsner had done a matchless survey with his unpretentious “Buildings of England” series of books for Penguin; while John Betjeman used his popularising gifts as writer and broadcaster to bring respectability to once-despised architectural genres.

But it was Smith, a generation younger, a financier and serious student of architecture, who saw the need, and found the means, to preserve the less exalted buildings of Britain (of whatever category) and to give people daily experience of living with them. Where Pevsner and Betjeman had been journalist pedagogues, Smith was a more private, practical prophet, with the drive and imagination to realise his dreams.

The idea for the Landmark had come to Smith while he was serving on the executive committee of the National Trust.

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

He was driven, in 1965, to found the trust after trying, and failing, to take a hand in the preservation of a junction house designed by Thomas Telford on the Shropshire Union Canal. From the first, it was his intention to rent Landmark buildings out to people for holidays – in the hope that these holidaymakers might be affected by their stay in an historic building and return home to spread the word in favour of preservation.

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The money came from the Manifold Trust, a charity set up by Smith and his wife, Christian, in 1962. The Manifold was the fruit of a meeting at the Royal Exchange Assurance (Smith was deputy governor), where he was struck by one unusual transaction. He spotted that the purchasing of the end of long-term leases could be a fruitful money-making source for a charitable trust. The National Trust turned down the idea,

How was the NT persuaded to say no to that money-spinner, thus leaving the door open for Fatty’s father-in-law’s crock of gold?

and Smith set up the Manifold to make use of it. For 30 years or more the Manifold produced what he described as a “cataract of gold” for the Landmark and other charitable causes.

Soon the Landmark was taking on five to six properties a year. Forty-one years on, there are 184 Landmarks, including 23 on Lundy Island,

Lundy is a popular destination for visitors from Somerset. CA Street, the Head of Science at Bridgwater College (see previous posts), was keen on Lundy.

four in Italy and four in the United States. They include forts, manor houses, mills, cottages, castles, gatehouses, follies and towers, and range from the austerity of a Martello tower in Suffolk to the exoticism of the Pineapple folly at Dunmore. Some of the properties, including Palladio’s Villa Saraceno in the Veneto or Saddell Castle, Strathclyde, are grander than anything Smith imagined saving back in 1965. But the eclecticism of the trust’s portfolio is part of its glory.

At the Landmark, great care was taken to establish an approach to restoration where the building was not over “restored”, so that the building’s spirit was maintained, along with its fabric. In this way, Smith hoped to retain or re-establish half-forgotten building skills. While he was susceptible to the theatre of great set-piece architecture – his favourite interior was Thornhill’s magnificent Painted Hall at Greenwich – he generally cared for craft more than aesthetics, for functional rather than assertive architecture.

He and his wife went to great trouble in finding the right furnishings for the Landmarks, and an appropriate library to add to the pleasure of staying in the buildings.

Just as well that the locals from Stogursey weren’t staying in the house where David Essex holidayed; if they’d been to Stogursey School they wouldn’t have been in a position to read the material in the appropriate library.

The sense of gently achieved authenticity that the Landmark established more than 30 years ago is now the norm for anyone looking to restore a period building in a sensitive way…

And then rent out at high prices to celebs.

Oxford, where he went up as a 22-year-old, was the place that made John Smith. He never lost his affection for the city. He read History at New College, and was part of a stellar generation that included Tony Benn, Ludovic Kennedy and Teddy Hall, a lifelong friend, the father of carbon dating. There Smith met his future wife, Christian Carnegy, a poet reading English.

Smith’s decision to become a director of Coutts Bank in 1950 was a turning point in his life. In making this act of filial piety he gave up long-cogitated plans to become an architect. If he was an architect manqué – and he sometimes lamented that he was – it was surely to the higher good of architecture, not least because his expertise made him an excellent collaborator with some of the finest architects of the post-war era, including Raymond Erith, Francis Pollen and Philip Jebb.

Sir Clough Williams-Ellis was a well-known architect with many influential and high profile friends.

Previous posts have discussed the role of architects in the T. Dan Smith-John Poulson civic corruption scandal, as well as Richard Crossman’s dodgy deals with his architect friend Lord Richard Llewelyn-Davies when Crossman was Secretary of State for the DHSS; Crossman gave Llewelyn-Davies big Gov’t contracts to design/build NHS hospitals while Llewlyn-Davies and his wife Lady Annie (Patricia) Llewelyn-Davies contributed to the effort of colluding with Dafydd and Gwynne’s criminality. Baron and Baroness Llewelyn-Davies were both Labour Party big wigs networked into Dafydd’s Gang.

The Smiths were the oldest and grandest of banking families. Their firm had first emerged in Nottingham in 1658. After the First World War, it was merged with the National Provincial Bank. John Smith’s father, Eric, became chairman of this merged bank, and Coutts was one of its subsidiary businesses. John Smith thus became the ninth generation, in unbroken succession from father to son, to work in the Smith bank or its successors. There was a Smith Society in the City of London, where the descendants of the founding father – Dorrien Smiths, Abel Smiths and Vivian Smiths – met for tribal gatherings, and John Smith had founded a Smith Society at Oxford University, one of the first societies for dons and undergraduates to dine together.

Smith was just as proud of the forebears of his mother, Helen Williams. She was the…great-granddaughter of Thomas Cook, founder of the biggest travel agency in the world.

When Smith established the Landmark Trust he had been a director of Coutts for 15 years, was on the board of Rolls-Royce and the Financial Times, and was on the point of becoming Conservative MP for the Cities of London and Westminster. He and Christian had moved from Sussex to Shottesbrooke, in Berkshire…

The Landmark…succeeded because of Smith’s qualities as a leader and organiser… An establishment maverick, he was a conservative who continuously questioned motives, judgements and methods – his own and those of the society around him. He did not care for the honours system but was happy to admit his pleasure – he delighted in being contrarian – at being made first a knight and then Companion of Honour…

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Smith…had seeing eyes and the bearing and learning of a great Victorian divine, and became a figure of fascination – indeed of near-myth – in both the worlds of finance (he was a regular figure in his prime on the City pages)

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and the world of historic buildings. (He was known by one friend as “Deity”.)

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His wit, and he enjoyed jokes and teasing, might be alarming to the slow-witted or uninitiated,

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but it was coupled with a high courtesy, notably an ability to launch into his interlocutor’s deepest interests,

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and the more eccentric these interests the better.

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His individuality made him uneasy with the compromises of Parliament (he stepped down as MP after five years) and committee life in general.

He and Christian struck the most elegant figures at the many events they held. Their most spectacular party venue was the Painted Hall at the Royal Naval College, Greenwich, where Smith had eaten his meals as a midshipman, and where a grand dinner was given – the guests arriving by river – to commemorate the 30th anniversary of the Landmark.

But the gathering which best encapsulated John Smith’s achievements and concerns was the party for HMS Warrior at her berth in Portsmouth in 1987. Smith’s contribution to the preservation of historic ships – notably Brunel’s SS Great Britain, brought back to Bristol from the Falkland Islands on an ocean-going barge in 1970, and the wartime cruiser HMS Belfast, moved to her permanent berth on the Thames at Bankside in 1971 – was no less remarkable than that he made to the built environment. And Warrior was his most extraordinary act of maritime rescue.

Launched in 1859, Warrior was the largest, fastest and most formidable warship of her day, the first great ironclad. She was removed from the active list in 1883, and since the 1920s had been at Pembroke Dock, a floating jetty at the Llanion oil depot. In 1979, when the oil depot closed, the Ministry of Defence gave her to the Warrior Preservation Trust (set up by Smith for the purpose) in return for his undertaking to restore her….after eight years’ work at Hartlepool, this hauntingly beautiful ship, restored in every detail, was towed round to Portsmouth – with Smith and two friends as passengers.

Smith was a great traveller, often to unexpected places (Antarctica, twice, and St Helena) or at challenging times (Argentina, Czechoslovakia and Russia soon after the Second World War). If a boat or train was making a final, or unusual, journey, he and his wife would try to be on it.

During these journeys, and throughout his life, Smith kept notes of things that struck or amused him. He saw more than most… and, with his discerning eye and sense of history, preserved much that was important from the past.

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The Torygraph’s obituary for Fatty’s father-in-law contained a few additional snippets:

Sir John Smith…used his considerable wealth to save from destruction and decay many beautiful and unusual buildings…The Society for the Preservation of Ancient Buildings was aware of this, but it was a pressure group only, as were nearly all the amenity bodies except the National Trust, which was already fully stretched. “It therefore seemed to me that a body was required to tackle cases too desperate, troublesome or unfashionable for anyone else.”

Smith…provided large sums of his own money to support the Trust’s efforts and established the Manifold Trust, a charitable investment trust which managed its funds so skilfully that it produced what he described as “a cataract of gold” – far more than the Landmark Trust could spend. For 30 years the Trust did not have to worry about money at all…

What happened to all the dosh that was beyond the spending capabilities of the Landmark Trust?

The Trust had to hunt for its first projects, by carrying out research and then approaching the owners. Fort Clonque on Alderney… 

Edward du Cann popped up on Alderney after his bankruptcy in 1993 when he finally disappeared from Somerset. du Cann was living on Alderney when he gave his media interview in 1995 denouncing the then Tory Party leadership and reminding the world that he had knew about many matters, had plenty to say and would be saying it. du Cann changed his mind about that and disappeared from public view. He appeared in the media again some 10 years later, as an elderly gent who had since the mid-1990s been producing wine from the vineyard that he owned in Cyprus. D.G.E. Wood had by then set up shop in Cyprus.

 One of the Trust’s earliest projects was the restoration of the Gothic Temple at Stowe, a building which had been neglected since an abrupt decline in the fortunes of the descendants of Lord Cobham who, in the 1920s, sold Stowe, to become a boarding school which used the temple as an armoury.

Perry was Deputy Editor of the Sunday Torygraph when Alec Douglas-Home became PM, shortly after Maurice Macmillan had swindled my father, which resulted in us moving from the Blackdown Hills to Lord Denning’s village…

Unable to pay for the repair of the garden buildings, the school asked Smith for help in 1966 and gave the Landmark Trust a long lease on the temple soon after.

Smith took on a far more ambitious project in 1969, when he identified the need to rescue Lundy Island after its owners, the Harman family, decided to sell. The island’s buildings and infrastructure were badly run-down, and there were rumours that it might become a casino with a cabaret and dancing girls or a high security prison.

Shurely ‘Fatty Soames’s social policy??’

Short of the necessary capital to buy the island at that time, Smith agreed that the Landmark Trust would underwrite an appeal and restore the island if the National Trust would accept ownership.

Just in time, the Bahamian property millionaire “Union” Jack Hayward donated £150,000, which enabled the National Trust to buy Lundy;

Jack Hayward was the tycoon who gave a great deal of money to Peter Bessell to pass on to Mr Thrope. See eg. ‘My How Things Haven’t Changed’. Jack and his business interests are fascinating, but they are going to have to be the subject of a future post…

but it was Smith and the Landmark Trust which took on the responsibility of maintaining and administering it.

Lundy at that time had a population of just 10; many buildings were derelict, power cuts were frequent and the fresh water supply often restricted. To restore the island required a great deal of expensive work. Building materials had to be brought across to the island by small boat. New wiring had to be laid underground, along with the drains and gas supplies, so as not to be obtrusive.

In the early years the work was reckoned to be costing Smith £80,000 a year, but he believed it was worth every penny: “Lundy does have a remarkable power to refresh the spirits of its visitors,” he observed.

“It is one of those simple places where you can hear earth’s voices as they are; where you can slow down and consider what you are doing.”

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All the buildings on the island were restored, and the Trust acquired and restored a passenger/supply ship, the Oldenburg, to make the island more accessible.

Since its foundation in 1965 the Landmark Trust’s…portfolio now includes medieval castles, an abandoned arsenic mine and even a Doric-fronted pigsty in Yorkshire.

A portfolio most apt for a rapacious capitalist associated with traffickers and criminal gangs

Through the Manifold Trust, Smith made available £8 million for the restoration of the warship Warrior…His largesse also extended to projects such as the Central Council of Church Bell Ringers; the Keats-Shelley memorial; the National Army Museum; and the Sea Cadet Corps.

John Lindsay Eric Smith…The family is descended from the 18th-century banker Abel Smith; Smith, Payne & Smiths was the family bank, at No 1 Lombard Street…Smith went to Eton, where he…just beat the polymath Edward Boyle (later minister of education) for the Rosebery Prize for History.

Lord Edward Boyle knew all about the Gang. It was Edward Boyle who as Chairman of the UGC massively slashed the funding to UCNW in 1981 and told Sir Charles Evans that on their next visit the UGC would close UCNW down. See post ‘Meet The Gwerin!’. Lord Boyle was then appointed as VC of Leeds University at Jimmy Savile Central. Sir Peter Swinnerton-Dyer took over at Chairman of the UGC and fortunately for UCNW, by the summer of 1984 the date of the next visit of the UGC to UCNW, I was refusing to shut up about Gwynne, Eric Sunderland had taken over from Sir Charles as VC in May 1984 and was able to thrash out that deal with Thatch and Carlo to wreck my career (and of people who supported me) in return for the life of UCNW.

The UGC were scheduled to review the funding for all UK universities at about the time that the UGC had to retreat from closing UCNW, but I do wonder whether the timing of their visit may have been stage-managed with a view to using me in that deal. Swinnerton-Dyer had spent his career as a maths don at Cambridge and had taught a student who’s father was a Top Doc in Bangor and was of the Gang. That student was, by the time that Swinnerton-Dyer visited UCNW, a senior member of staff at UCNW and an AUT rep. Better than ever, he remembered being propositioned by Swinnerton-Dyer as a student and had other anecdotes about Swinnerton-Dyer’s outrageous conduct at Trinity College and also remembered Carlo being ‘AC/DC’ at Cambridge…

The security services were up to their eyes in all of this, Trinity College was one of the biggest sources of members of the British security services, they were not going to have missed these matters, particularly as Carlo was Chancellor of UCNW and the Royal Lobotomist was sitting in the Student Health Centre running the trafficking ring.

MI5 also knew that Brown was a Red Under The Bed and that he was working on publications critical of media coverage re the NUM strike and such matters and to add to the panic his dad was a senior Army officer. Then there was our close friend from Somerset who was at Stirling University and had been part of a protest against the UGC in 1981, was a regular at Faslane demos and had been one of the signatories to a letter to ‘The Scotsman’ critical of the appointment of Alistair Hetherington to a Chair at Stirling. As if it couldn’t get any worse for security services sympathetic to Thatch, the father of her boyfriend was one of the Loony Left clergymen in the World Council Of Churches…

The UGC visit to Bangor must have been arranged at such a time to have enabled that deal re shafting me to have maximum effect, although I’m not sure at what point the fine tuning was arranged. I still marvel that D.G.E. Wood never envisaged what was going to happen when he sent me to the Royal Lobotomist a few months previously and then began threatening me when I raised concerns…

It wasn’t going to end well was it Wood?

 

After graduation Smith joined Coutts & Co, becoming an executive and later non-executive director, while also serving on the boards of several other financial and industrial concerns.

But his heart was always in bricks and mortar. 

That is, huge profits dressed up as a love of tradition and history

He was a member of the Standing Committee for Museums and Galleries from 1958 to 1966….

Fatty’s father-in-law knew Lord Kenyon, Dafydd and Gwynne’s Big Mate, a man who was enthusiastic about museums and galleries, who also sat on the Standing Committee (Commission) for Museums and Galleries. Lord Kenyon served as President of the National Museum of Wales, 1952-57, as a Trustee of the National Portrait Gallery, 1953-88 and Chairman, 1966-88 and as a member of the Royal Commission on Historical Manuscripts, 1966-93, among many other things.

…he was for some years a member of the Inland Waterways Committee. From 1965 to 1970 he was Conservative MP for the Cities of London and Westminster and served on the Commons Public Accounts Committee and on the executive of the 1922 Committee…

Edward du Cann was Chair of the 1922 Committee, 1972-84; he served as Chairman of the Tory Party, 1965-67.

Smith had a sharp wit, a sardonic sense of humour,

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acute powers of observation and a strong sense of justice.

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He much enjoyed living at No 1, Smith Square…

John Smith married, in 1952, Christian Carnegy of Lour, whose sound Scottish sense was a salutory curb on his more imaginative ventures…

But not that much of a curb

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On 15 May 2008, Fatty pleaded guilty to riding a  quad bike on a public road without motor insurance. A photograph of Soames using the vehicle to pull a trailer carrying three children and a pregnant woman was taken from footage filmed by hunt saboteurs in Slaugham, West Sussex, on New Year’s Day. It was given to the police and published by the Daily Mirror. Since Fatty had several previous offences on his licence, he was disqualified from driving for two months, fined £200 and ordered to pay a £15 victim surcharge and costs of £35 by Crawley magistrates.

In 2012, Fatty was disqualified from driving for two weeks for speeding at 51 mph in a 30 mph residential area in Handcross. Fatty was also fined £666, plus £85 court costs and a £15 victim surcharge. ‘The Argus’ a Sussex paper, describes him as an ‘anti-speed MP’. According to the Argus, it was ‘the third time he has been caught flouting traffic laws in four years’. After the ruling at Mid Sussex Magistrates’ Court on 17 October 2012, Soames told The Argus: “These things happen. Haven’t you ever gone over the speed limit?” The speeding incident was criticised by Brake, a campaigning road safety charity, which said, “speed limits are in place for everyone’s safety, and it is particularly alarming to see a public figure like Nicholas Soames repeatedly flouting traffic laws and needlessly putting lives at risk. A two-week ban and a £666 fine is simply not enough, and we would like to see courts hand out tougher penalties to traffic offenders in order to create a real deterrent”.

The former Chief Constable of North Wales, Richard Brunstrom, made a point of clamping down on speeding motorists. Mr Brunstrom’s rationale was that far more deaths are caused by speeding than by other crime. That is probably true, but it did result in some of Brunstrom’s officers being able to use the stringent speeding policy in north Wales to harass motorists who had fallen foul of the Gang. Including me. One positive thing that Richard Brunstrom did do was to kick out two very senior officers for corruption. One of those was Elfed Roberts, who soon found himself a job as the Chairman of the NW Wales NHS Trust. Elfed constantly fed negative stories about Mr Brunstrom to the tabloids, particularly the Daily Mail, who obligingly published them. At no point did they tell their readers that Richard Brunstrom had sacked Elfed for corrupt practices.

Mr Brunstrom joined the police after he withdrew from his PhD in Zoology at UCNW in 1979. Gwynne was in the Student Health Centre at the time and the Dept of Zoology was ruled by the Gang, as was the wider university. Mr Brunstrom may, like Lord John Krebs who was also in the Dept of Zoology at about the same time, have put his knowledge of Gwynne and the Gang to good use and bagged himself rapid promotion and a job as a Chief Constable; I don’t know enough about Mr Brunstrom to judge. He did inherit a thoroughly rotten police force and after he stepped down as Chief Constable a few years ago he disappeared without trace. Richard Brunstrom’s Deputy Chief Constable, Clive Wolfendale, retired from the force at the same time and was immediately appointed CEO of Dafydd’s charidee CAIS.

 

The late Simon Hoggart, writing in ‘The Guardian’ related an anecdote of Fatty’s childhood: “He gave me the true version of what I had always suspected was an apocryphal story. In or around 1953, when Soames was five, he didn’t know how important his grandfather was until someone told him. So he walked up to the old man’s bedroom, managed to get past the valets and the secretaries, and found him sitting up in bed. ‘Is it true, grandpapa, that you are the greatest man in the world?’ he asked. ‘Yes I am,’ said Churchill. ‘Now bugger off.'”

Simon Hoggart was born on 26 May 1946 in Ashton-under-Lyne, Lancashire and educated at Hymers College (a public school with its own Masonic Lodge) in Kingston-upon-Hull, Wyggeston Boys’ School in Leicester and then King’s College, Cambridge.

Hoggart joined The Guardian in 1968, later becoming the US correspondent for ‘The Observer’ and occasional guest commentator on  National Public Radio’s Weekend Edition Saturday. Having written on politics for some years for Punch magazine, Hoggart became the Parliamentary sketch writer for The Guardian in 1993. Simon Hoggart also wrote a wine column for ‘The Spectator.

In the early 1980s Simon Hoggart Chaired the The News Quiz and then returned to the show, 1996-2006. In 1998 Simon was part of BBC Radio 4’s 5-part political satire programme Cartoons, Lampoons and Buffoons. He was also a contributor to the Grumpy Old Men and wrote an occasional column for ‘New Humanist’ magazine (last entry May 2005). Hoggart was also an occasional panellist on the BBC 2 antiques quiz show Going, Going, Gone.

When speculation appeared in the News Of The Screws in December 2004 suggesting that Hoggart was the “third man” in the Kimberly Quinn affair – the other two men being Quinn’s husband and David Blunkett – Hoggart initially denied any involvement before issuing a statement admitting that he had an extra-marital affair with Quinn before her own marriage. The sex scandal involving Quinn contributed to the resignation of Savile’s – and the Gang’s friend – in Sheffield, David Blunkett from the Cabinet. See eg. ‘The Big Questions’.

Hoggart lived in South London with his wife, Alyson, a clinical psychologist and their two children, Amy and Richard. Amy is a writer and actor who completed her first degree at King’s College Cambridge – during which time Amy was in Footlights – and then a Masters in Experimental Psychology at Sussex University. Simon Hoggart was diagnosed with terminal pancreatic cancer in mid-2010 and died of the disease on 5 January 2014.

Simon Hoggart’s career gave him an excellent knowledge of politics and political scandals that had been concealed. Simon knew about Gwynne and Dafydd and the wider Westminster Paedophile Ring. Simon knew about me as well and I have been told that Simon and others noticed how often Brown and I drew on Simon’s dad Richard Hoggart’s academic work in our publications.

Richard Hoggart was born in Leeds, later famous as Jimmy Savile Central. His father died when Richard Hoggart was one year old and his mother died when he was eight. Hoggart grew up with his grandmother in Hunslet and gained a place at Cockburn High School then winning a scholarship to Leeds University. Hoggart served with the Royal Artillery during WW II.

Richard Hoggart was a Staff Tutor at Hull University, 1946-59. Previous posts discussed many of the Gang’s supporters who were hosted by Hull University; Hull was on the site of the big ring that stretched right across the north of England. The highest profile Hull Personalities include Prezza, Philip Larkin, Tom Watson and David Hanson, but Hull University per se housed interesting colluders on the left with the Gang back in Hoggart’s day, such as John Saville, a Communist who ended up hosting an undercover security services officer who had passed himself off as a Radical Young Man.

Hoggart was then a Senior Lecturer in English at Leicester University, 1959-62.  Even at that time Leicester University was heaving with people who were facilitating or simply concealing the ring in Leicester, including Larkin’s mistress Monica Jones; Larkin too worked at Leicester University before moving to Hull University. Frederick Attenborough, dad of David and Richard Attenborough, being Principal (1932-51) of what became Leicester University didn’t do Leicester University or indeed the Leicester ring any harm (Sir Frederick died in Wandsworth…) and another famous face who worked at Leicester early in his career after his first degree at Hull and Masters at the LSE was Miranda’s favourite sociologist Anthony Giddens. Leicester University is considered to be one of the seedbeds of British sociology which is rather worrying for British sociology; it was at Leicester University where Giddens met Norbert Elias. Lisa Nandy’s dad Dipak Nandy also spent many years working at Leicester University.

Norbert Elias
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Born 22 June 1897

Died 1 August 1990 (aged 93)

Known for Figurational sociology, theory of civilizing/decivilizing processes, habitus
Scientific career
Fields Sociology
Influences Max Weber, Sigmund Freud, Karl Mannheim, Richard Hönigswald
Influenced Anthony Giddens, Pierre Bourdieu, Eric Dunning Hermann Korte, Stephen Mennell, Steven Pinker

Norbert Elias was a German but later became a British citizen. He is especially famous for his theory of civilizing/decivilizing processes.

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Norbert volunteered for service in WW I, but after suffering a nervous breakdown in 1917, he was declared unfit for service and was posted to Breslau as a medical orderly. In the same year, Elias began studying philosophy, psychology and medicine at the University of Breslau in addition spending a term each at the Universities of Heidelberg (where he attended lectures by Karl Jaspers) and Freiburg in 1919 and 1920. Elias quit medicine in 1919 after passing the preliminary examination. In 1924, he graduated with a doctoral dissertation in philosophy (neo-Kantianism), which had led to a serious dispute with his supervisor. Elias turned to sociology.

During his Breslau years, until 1925, Elias was deeply involved in the German Zionist movement and acted as one of the leading intellectuals within the German-Jewish youth movement “Blau-Weiss” (Blue-White). In 1925, Elias moved to Heidelberg where Alfred Weber accepted him as a candidate for a habilitation

In 1930 Elias chose to cancel this project and followed Karl Mannheim to become his assistant at the  University of Frankfurt. After the Nazi take-over in early 1933, Mannheim’s sociological institute was forced to close. In 1933, Elias fled to Paris. His elderly parents remained in Breslau, where his father died in 1940; on 29 September 1942 his mother was killed in Treblinka.

In 1935, Elias moved to Britain, where he worked on his magnum opus, The Civilizing Process, until 1939, supported by a scholarship from a relief organization for Jewish refugees.

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In 1939, Norbert met up with his former friend and supervisor Mannheim at the LSE where he obtained a position as Senior Research Assistant. In 1940, the LSE was evacuated to Cambridge, but when an invasion of Britain by German forces appeared imminent Elias was detained at internment camps in Liverpool and on the Isle of Man for eight months, on account of his being German, an “enemy alien”.

Upon his release in 1941, Elias returned to Cambridge. Towards the end of the war, he worked for British intelligence, investigating hardened Nazis among German prisoners of war. Elias taught classes for the WEA and later extension courses at Leicester University.

In collaboration with a friend from Frankfurt days, the psychoanalyst S. H. Foulkes, who was a mate of Welsh psychiatrist Dr Ernest Jones, who was part of Gwynne’s network. Norbert Elias laid the theoretical foundations of Group Analysis and Co-founded the Group Analytic Society in 1952. Norbert Elias himself trained and worked as a group therapist.

How Can I Help, How Can I Help? Do ewe mean mari-jew-ana? All roads lead to Dafydd, even Norbert Elias, it is truly awesome.

On Feb 22 1952 Norbert Elias was naturalized as a British citizen. It was Gwynne and Dafydd’s mate David Maxwell Fyfe aka Lord Kilmuir wot did that favour for Norbert.

In 1954, Norbert gained his first secure academic post, at University College Leicester (which soon became the University of Leicester). Along with his friend Ilya Neustadt, Norbert made a major contribution to the development of the University’s Dept of Sociology, which became one of the largest and most influential departments in the UK. Leicester’s Dept of Sociology became very troubled when I was working as a postdoc sociologist at Bangor. When I met the Prof of Sociology and Head of Dept of Leicester at a seminar in Europe, she was really fucking rude to me (and to everyone else as well) and just banged on about how she had known Ralph Miliband. I was told that she was a very difficult woman and that the Dept at Leicester was falling apart under her. I had no idea that there was Gwynne and Dafydd History there…

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Prof Barbara Misztal: You might have known Uncle Harry’s brother-in-law but I met the Royal Lobotomist. How ironic that among your volumes are The Challenges of Vulnerability: In Search of Strategies for a Less Vulnerable Society (Palgrave 2011), Intellectuals and the Public Good. Creativity and Courage (Cambridge University Press, 2007), Trust in Modern Society (Polity 1996) and Social Theories of Remembering (Open University, 2003).

Prof Misztal was responsible for Action on AIDS (ed. with D. Moss), (Greenwood Press 1990). Gwynne forced them into sex work and thus the boys became infected Professor Babs, that is if they had not already become infected when they were being gang-raped by the STD-raddled social workers employed to staff the homes and their pals.

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No wonder Lucille’s henchman in Gwynedd Social Services, Rob Evans, was a Leicester University social sciences graduate. See eg. ‘I Know Nuzzing…’

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Norbert retired in 1962, but continued to teach graduate students in Leicester until the mid-1970s. Among subsequently famous sociologists whom Neustadt and Elias appointed as colleagues at Leicester were John H. Goldthorpe (famous for the affluent worker publications), Anthony Giddens, Martin Albrow, Sheila Allen, Joe and Olive Banks, Richard Brown, Mary McIntosh, Nicos Mouzelis and Sami Zubaida and Keith Hopkins.

Keith Hopkins was subsequently Professor of Ancient History at Cambridge. His appointment to teach sociology in Leicester ‘is one sign of the very broad conception Elias and Neustadt had of the discipline of sociology’. Or of what can be achieved if one worked at Leicester with the ring, Barnett and Greville Janner etc.

‘I’ll have a Chair in Ancient History at Cambridge please… and my wife will have a cushy number as well. We’ve been working with Norbert Elias at Leicester for the last few years…’

‘Mind how you go Professor Hopkins/John Goldethorpe/Barbara Misztal…’

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Students in Norbert’s Dep’t included John Eldridge, Chris Bryant, Chris Rojek, Paul Hirst, Graeme Salaman and Bryan Wilson. From 1962 to 1964, Elias taught as Professor of Sociology at the University of Ghana, near Accra. After his return to Europe in 1965, Norbert spent much time as visiting Professor in various German and Dutch universities and from 1978 based himself in Amsterdam. Dafydd’s Gang were taking kids in care to Amsterdam at the time.

Norbert’s reputation and popularity grew immensely after the republication of The Civilising Process in 1969, the year after John Allen opened the Bryn Alyn Community. From 1978 to 1984 Norbert worked at the Center for Interdisciplinary Research at the University of Beilefeld from which he received an honorary doctorate in 1980. Elias was the first ever laureate of both the Theodor W. Adorno Prize (1977) and the European Amalfi Prize for Sociology and Social Sciences (1987). In 1986 the Große Verdienstkreuz of the German Federal Republic was awarded to him, and on his 90th birthday Norbert was appointed Commander in the Order of Orange-Nassau by the Dutch Queen. As opposed to England’s Queen.

By 1998, after which the former kids in care in north Wales had given evidence at the Waterhouse Inquiry and been denounced as Lying To Get Compensation, an International Sociological Association worldwide survey of sociologists ranked Norbert’s “On the Process of Civilization” (the revised later title) seventh among the most important books in sociology in the 20th century.

In 1990 Norbert collected himself the Nonino prize for a ‘Maestro del nostro tempo’ in Italy. Perry’s father-in-law Lord Lambton was living in Italy by then.

Outside his sociological work Norbert always also wrote poetry, as did so many others, including Candida’s dad John Betjemen and Dafydd’s boss at the Maudsley, Bob Hobson (see post ‘The Mentor’). The most famous Gang Poet was of course Welsh Top Doc Dannie Abse, who’s brother Leo was one of the principal movers and shakers behind the Westminster Paedophile Ring and a close mate of George Thomas. Leo was a bent lawyer who admitted bribing and threatening people who had complained of George Thomas assaulting them. Dannie and Leo’s brother was Wilfred Abse, a psychiatrist colleague of Foulkes, Gwynne et al who emigrated to the US in the 1960s. See ‘O Jones, O Jones’.

Elias died at his home in Amsterdam on 1 August 1990. In September 2017, a bridge in the Vondelpark, not too far from where he lived, was named after him. In Almere city, a street in the ‘sustainable’ sociologists’ quarter also bears his name.

It is said that ‘due to historical circumstances, Elias had long remained a marginal author, until being rediscovered by a new generation of scholars in the 1970s, when he eventually became one of the most influential sociologists in the history of the field’.

I need to find out more; could Norbert’s sudden rise have been anything to do with the expansion and development of that ring in Leicester becoming a vital component of the international trafficking ring? Marginalised writers did well whenever the Gang needed good PR, it’s how Welsh minority sport Kate Roberts was rediscovered in the early 1990s (see post ‘Feet In Chains’).

Kate Roberts was mates with Welsh psychiatrist Ernest Jones, Foulkes’s friend. Ernest Jones was mates with Gwynne – as was Kate Roberts, who was also mates with Dafydd – and distinguished himself by carrying out abdominal surgery on his new wife, in her parents’ sitting room in south Wales and killing her. Ernest lied about the cause of his wife’s death, but no-one asked any questions, with him being a Top Doctor and the Top Doctor who introduced Freud’s work to the UK and a mate of the Bloomsbury Set etc. His wife was a silly little Welsh Nonconformist who had begun to bore Ernest anyway. He remarried and his second wife lasted much longer. See previous posts…

‘Now Don’t You Worry My Dear, We’ll Look After You.’

Ernest Jones
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Born (1879-01-01)1 January 1879

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Died 11 February 1958(1958-02-11) (aged 79)

London, England
Nationality Welsh
Alma mater University College London
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Scientific career
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Psychoanalysis
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Alfred Ernest Jones was a lifelong friend and colleague of Sigmund Freud from their first meeting in 1908; Ernest became Freud’s official biographer. Jones was the first English-speaking practitioner of psychoanalysis and became its leading exponent in the English-speaking world. Ernest Jones was President of both the International Psychoanalytical Association and the British Psycho-Analytical Society in the 1920s and 1930s.

As well as the bad PR that resulted from him killing his new wife during the DIY surgery session, Ernest had to fend off a few concerns pertaining to his conduct with female patients, as well as a few other women.

When D.G.E. Wood enlisted Brown’s help in persuading me to see Gwynne the Lobotomist, Wood told Brown that Gwynne was ‘a competent psychotherapist who had enjoyed considerable success’. The great thing about Dafydd and Gwynne was that they were all things to all people: Wood told other people that Gwynne was excellent re his use of psychopharmaceuticals; Dafydd, while Gwynne was lobotomising, became a Laingian. Bryn Golau Ward was a ‘psychotherapeutic community’ when Dafydd was on the blower to St George’s/Springfield. The Arfon Community Mental Health Team were followers of Thomas Szasz. And Dafydd of course was Europe’s Leading Forensic Psychiatrist and in the words of Rob Evans (Lucille’s henchman and a Leicester University social sciences graduate) when Rob gave evidence at the Waterhouse Inquiry, the community mental health services in north Wales ‘were probably the best in Europe’.

It was rather a case of Peter Crook’s ‘biased judge’ spoof with the judge stating that Mr Thrope, ‘one of the prettiest, most distinguished politicians’ could have been ‘President Of The World’…

 

Norbert Elias’s work 1939 work On the Process of Civilisation was virtually ignored until its republication in 1969. The first volume traces the historical developments of the European habitus, or “second nature,” the particular individual psychic structures molded by social attitudes. The concept was further developed by Pierre Bourdieu, the radical French sociologist who grew up in the Bearn near the Pyrenees. The Bearn has similarities to Wales, being a rural region with a rather different ‘culture’ to the rest of France and it’s own dialect (language) and was for years rather sneered at by the more dominant culture prevailing in the rest of France. A previous post discussed this, as well as Alexander Bearn, an American academic, a Top Doctor, who traced his roots to the Bearn when Brown and I began publishing on Bourdieu. As with Wales, because the Bearn was small and poor, people who grew up there emigrated across the globe, some of them becoming very powerful…

One of Pierre Bourdieu’s students was Loic Wacquant, who became a famous radical sociologist. Loic now works at the University of California, Berkeley. Loic knows about that Gang, because I met Loic at a few conferences, he was very pleasant and chatty and then I wrote to him about the abuses of mental health patients in the UK. Loic told me that it was a disgrace, I should publish.

So I have Loic!

Loic, I need to warn you that my e mails were at the time being hacked by Tony Blair and Rupert Murdoch. I’m sorry, I had no idea. So if anything untoward has happened to you…

Dafydd’s mate Prof Robert Bluglass for years had a second home near the Bearn.

 

Norbert Elias’s seminal work in the sociology of sport was written with Eric Dunning and published in 1986. Eric Dunning is an Emeritus Prof at Leicester who recently published a volume on Norbert Elias with Prof Jason Hughes, who completed his own PhD at Leicester University and is Head of the School of Media, Communication and Sociology at Leicester University, a school formed by the 2016 merger of the Department of Sociology and the Department of Media & Communication.

Jason previously worked at Brunel University and is still part of a research network with Brunel. Brunel hosted Prof Peter Beresford and his Centre for Citizen Participation. Peter is a former star of this blog; Peter advertised himself in ‘The Guardian’ as being the Only Professor Who Is An Out Service User and was Miranda’s man on the ground for promoting the idiocy that is Service User Involvement. I used to receive angry e mails from one of Peter’s friends telling me that I should realise that Peter Could Help Me and why was I not part of the Service Users Movement?

Answer: Because it is a huge scam designed to conceal patient abuse and serious crime. Peter Beresford knows this, he and his wife are former social workers…

Peter was so angry with me that he made efforts to ensure that Brown and I didn’t obtain research funding for our work with Empowered Service Users…

Peter moved on from Brunel after successfully suing them for disability discrimination on the grounds that he had to work some evenings.

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That will have stopped any other universities from employing Empowered Service Users as Professors…

Bielefeld University’s ‘Center for Sociology of Development’ in 1984 invited Norbert Elias to preside over a gathering of a host of his internationally distinguished fellows who in turn wanted to review and discuss Elias’s theories on civilising processes in person. In the same year, Elias established the Norbert Elias Foundation to administer his legacy after his death. The current members of the board of the foundation are Johan Goudsblom (Amsterdam), Hermann Korte (Münster) and Stephen Mennell (Dublin).

1986 was a good year for Norbert then. It wasn’t so good for Ollie Brooke, he was arrested and jailed.

Until he retired from the University of Leicester in 1962, Elias had published only one book, Über den Prozess der Zivilisation and no more than a handful of articles. By the time of his death in 1990, Norbert had published 15 books and something approaching 150 essays.

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Prof Barbara’s office is in Leicester University’s Attenborough Tower.

 

Richard Hoggart was an expert witness at the Lady Chatterley trial in 1960 and his argument as a witness at the trial is sometimes viewed as having had a decisive influence on the outcome. Previous posts have discussed the Lady Chatterley trial and the associates of the Gang who acted for both sides.

While Professor of English at Birmingham University, 1962-73, Richard Hoggart founded the Centre for Contemporary Cultural Studies in 1964 and was its Director until 1969. My post ‘Life In Cold Blood’ discussed how Brown applied to do his PhD at the CCCS (for 1984 entry) but was rejected despite being a seemingly much stronger candidate than some of those who were accepted. We thought nothing more of this at the time than competition is very intense, the others must have had the edge on Brown in ways that we did not realise. After I began the blog I received info telling me that those on the left networked to the Gang – Eric Hobsbawm et al – sent out the order that Brown Must Not Pass. Hobsbawm et al were mates with Prof Stuart Hall, the Saint and Guru who was Director of the CCCS after Hoggart stepped down.

The CCCS crowd knew Guy Cumberbatch who had been Brown’s tutor at Aston, stayed at our house on Anglesey and had a vested interest in Brown never being in a position to be listened to if he went public on north Wales: Guy had for years worked at Leicester University and he lived in Leicester. He knew about the ring there that was linked to the Gang and how many people’s careers depended upon it. Instead Guy et al steered Brown towards doing his PhD at Leicester University, on the turf of the Gang’s network, in a Dept and with a supervisor who provided no support or supervision, not even a shared desk in a shared office.

Hoggart was Assistant Director-General of UNESCO (1971–1975) and Warden of Goldmiths, University of London, 1976–84, after which he retired from formal academic life. The ‘Main Building’ at Goldsmiths has now been renamed the ‘Richard Hoggart Building’ in tribute to his contributions to the college.

Hoggart as well as Stuart Hall was still calling the shots when Brown applied to the CCCS. Not only did Brown have to contend with the best laid plans of Guy et al, but Brown’s CV showed an address in 1979 not a million miles away from Mr Thrope’s home ground and of course a current address on Anglesey.

The CCCS has produced some of the biggest names in radical sociology/cultural theory, who allegedly know no boundaries. Much of the work is excellent, but it wasn’t true that they were not afraid to tread anywhere. Stuart Hall’s own work was often concerned with race; Hall made history by being the first Jamaican Prof in a UK university; Hall wrote ‘It Ain’t Half Racist Mum’ as well as ‘Policing The Crisis’ and other classics. Angela McRobbie, now a Prof at Goldsmith’s, completed her PhD at the CCCS, ‘Jackie, A Study Of Adolescent Femininity’ which I read when I was 20 and I loved it.  However I and my friends used to observe that magazines like ‘Jackie’ would have had girls writing in with real problems, not just the trivia that was published on the ‘Cathy and Claire’ problem page. Years later, ruthless media Glenda Nina Myskow, the then Editor of ‘Jackie’, admitted that they had letters from girls who had been raped, were being molested, the lot. The letters were ignored.

Jackie’s heyday was in the 1970s when some of the stars who featured most in the publication and/or their managers, were part of the organised abuse linked to the Gang and their network. Angela McRobbie wasn’t an idiot, she would have known of that underbelly and the powerful commercial interests that ‘Jackie’ helped drive…

Nina progressed onto jobs with ‘The Sun’ and the News Of The Screws’.

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Richard Hoggart was a member of numerous public bodies and committees, including the Albermarle Committee on Youth Services (1958–1960), the Pilkington Committee on Broadcasting (1960–1962), the Arts Council of Great Britain (1976–1981) and the Statesman and Nation Publishing Company Ltd (1977–1981). Hoggart was also Chairman of the Advisory Council for Adult and Continuing Education (1977–1983) and the Broadcasting Research Unit (1981–1991), as well as a Governor of the Royal Shakespeare Company, 1962–88.

My post ‘Sex, Lies and No Democracy’ discussed Dame Vivien Duffield, very rich philanthropist who bankrolled many causes and was central to the RSC for years. Dame Viv’s father Sir Charles Clore was also a very rich philanthropist – Dame Viv inherited her dosh from Sir Charles – who was a client of Christine Keeler. Sir Charles established the charitable Clore Foundation; it was the Clore Foundation that funded Lady Ann Beloff-Chain – a biochemist who, along with her family, was networked into Ioan Bowen-Rees, ‘The Observer’, Cherie and Miranda as well as the Gang – to establish a Dept of Biochemistry at Thatch’s favourite HE institution, the University of Buckingham. See previous posts. Dame Viv’s husband John Duffield was a financier who’s father was a Top Doc, a psychiatrist, connected to the Gang; Dame Viv was the long-term mistress of Sir Jocelyn Stevens, who owned the Express for many years. See previous posts.

daily express – city links – check dates etc – Check the earlier post – as well as peter walker – Edward du cann – nigel Lawson links

 

Richard Hoggart in later life suffered from dementia. He died on 10 April 2014 at the age of 95, three months after his son Simon. Richard was survived by his daughter Nicola and his other son ‘The Times’ TV critic Paul Hoggart.

Amy – Sussex network? – Bloomsbury country as well as this lot

Fatty’s mother Mary Soames, Baroness Soames, (néeSpencer-Churchill; 15 September 1922-31 May 2014) was the youngest of the five children of Winston Churchill and his wife, Clementine. Mary Spencer-Churchill was born and brought up at Chartwell, and educated at the Manor House at Limpsfield. She worked for the Red Cross and the Women’s Voluntary Service, 1939-41 and joined the ATS in 1941. Mary also accompanied her father as aide-de-camp on several of his overseas journeys, including his post-VE trip to Potsdam, where he met Harry S. Truman and Joseph Stalin.

At the 1945 Potsdam Conference:

Jolly Joe Stalin, who was, like General Pinochet decades later, a Good Friend To Britain:

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Eric Hobsbawm, friend of Sir Clough and one of the Welsh Bloomsbury Set who kept a second home at Croesor throughout the Gwynne and Dafydd years, maintained throughout his whole life that Stalin Was Worth It, even after the extent of the suffering of the millions of people who Weren’t Worth It and Didn’t Matter had become evident. See previous posts.

Eric was friends with Uncle Harry’s brother-in-law. In the early hours of 1 October 2012, Eric Hobsbawm died in his mid-90s at the Royal Free Hospital, an institution run by the Gang’s network.

Eric’s daughter Julia confirmed that he died of pneumonia, while suffering complications of his leukaemia. Julia said:

He’d been quietly fighting leukemia for a number of years without fuss or fanfare. Right up until the end he was keeping up what he did best, he was keeping up with current affairs, there was a stack of newspapers by his bed.

Eric received excellent care in the Royal Free, the Top Docs and Angels even ensured that Eric had his favourite broadsheets delivered to his bedside daily, no being dumped on a bed naked with his water out of reach and left to die without pain relief for Gwynne and Stalin’s pal.

My father died of pneumonia after living with leukaemia for years, just like Eric! In Musgrove Park Hospital Taunton. Father lasted far longer than the Top Docs expected him to; he was originally thought to be at the very end some years before he died and I was told to get ready to go down to Taunton if someone phoned me. Well I wanted to, but I was sectioned in the locked ward of the Hergest Unit. The Angels told me that if father died I could attend his funeral but I would have to be handcuffed to a police officer no less if I did choose to go. I had not been charged with any offence at that point, but I was Known To Be Dangerous, as Assessed By Top Docs. The Angels also removed my mobile phone and locked it in a safe in their office, so if someone did try to ring me, the call would not have been answered. I explained clearly to the Angels why I wanted that phone at hand. They still kept it locked it in their safe. Because I had rung the police the day before. Indeed I had, I had been violently assaulted and injured by four Angels. The police refused to attend. I then asked the Senior Angel to report the matter to the police. They refused.

I was kept on the locked ward – the ward phone was disconnected every time that I tried to ring friends to report the assault – until the day after my injuries had healed. I was then discharged. As I left the hospital, I was told that the police wanted to interview me about Serious Offences, so I might as well stay. I left anyway and hitch-hiked home, not having any money for public transport. Within an hour of arriving home, I was arrested and taken to Caernarfon Police Station, having been accused of threatening to kill Alun Davies, the manager of the Hergest Unit.

When Davies rang the police demanding my arrest, he was in a meeting with Jane Hutt and her officials at the Welsh Assembly. Hutt was Health Minister at the time. Davies only accused me of threatening to kill him after he had rung the police eight or nine time demanding that I be arrested after I had told his secretary, over the phone, that Davies was a fat idiot. The police flatly refused to arrest me, so Davies rang back and maintained that I’d threatened to murder him. I was arrested and charged.

The charge of threatening to kill was withdrawn on the first day of the trial, more than a year after my arrest after my case had circulated around the Courts, after constant delays and adjournments.

None of this extended NHS-elicited horror was ever investigated. People gave witness statements in support of me, we produced evidence of conspiracy and perjury yet there was no investigation. Just lies, denials, refusal to communicate with me and obstacles placed in the path of my lawyers. The Mental Health Act Commission, GMC, NMC, Community Health Council, NW Wales NHS Trust, the Welsh Assembly, the North Wales Police, the Ombudsman and the Wales Office all refused to investigate.

The GMC, NMC and Ombudsman’s office were personally rude to me over the phone. The NMC were kind enough to tell me that the evidence relating to the Angels would be ‘destroyed after their names have been cleared’; the MHAC ‘lost the paperwork’; the North Wales Police made two appointments to meet me and on each occasion left the station when I arrived, stating that they had been called away to an urgent matter; and the GMC refused to investigate and at a later date were found to be in possession of a forged letter purporting to be from me about the matter that made me sound like a nutter (see post ‘The General Medical Council and Yet Another Forged Document’).

Keith Thomson, the Chief Exec of the NW Wales NHS Trust, declared me to be a ‘vexatious complainant’ and used NHS Guidelines to refuse to ever investigate any complaint of mine again; Peter Hain, the Secretary State for Wales, didn’t acknowledge my correspondence about the matter.

Blunkett was Home Secretary throughout these events.

The Lord Chancellor was Lord Derry of the Expensive Wallpaper and then Charlie Falconer. Derry was Miranda’s old pupil master, as well as George Carman. Charlie Falconer shared a flat with Miranda when they were junior barristers living in Wandsworth. When Wandsworth County Council were facilitating the huge ring across south London, in collaboration with St George’s Hospital Medical School and Dafydd’s Gang in north Wales. See eg. ‘Lord Snooty The Third’.

In March 1997, three months after the Waterhouse Inquiry had opened, Ronnie Waterhouse suddenly announced that he was in need of a holiday and suspended the Inquiry. Ronnie popped over to Hong Kong to visit his son Thomas, who was working as a banker in Hong Kong at the time. See post ‘Mr Thomas Waterhouse – An Apology’. While in Hong Kong, Ronnie bumped into Derry Irvine who also just happened to be hanging around in Hong Kong at the time. They met for a meal and a chat and the Ronnie returned to the UK and resumed the Inquiry.

While the Waterhouse Inquiry was suspended, on 24 April 1997 Peter Howarth died in HMP Wakefield. Heart attack. Just like John Smith! And Robin Cook. And Derek Fatchett. And so many others… I am only surprised that they didn’t all Commit Suicide By Hanging Themselves.

Now here’s an Interesting Fact. When I was first admitted to the Hergest Unit in the run up to the huge problems that resulted in me facing a possible seven year prison sentence, I was exchanging e mails with the Service User’s Champ Peter Beresford. He knew that I was in hospital and at that point, the Hergest staff were no problem at all. They were even asking me about the info that I had with me re postgraduate work. I rang Peter as well and he asked me what conditions at the Hergest Unit were like; I told him that they seemed to have got their act together, they were very nice. Days after my communications with Prof Beresford ended, I was transferred to the locked ward for no plausible reason where the atmosphere was totally different and the serious problems began.

Since I began this blog I have been told that Peter Beresford may well have been part of the set-up, being Miranda’s cover for the abuses that were so rife in north Wales. I could hardly believe that when it was first suggested but a number of matters have been drawn to my attention… Little wonder that Peter, after receiving e mails from me reassuring him re the Hergest Unit, found his position as Official Service Users Champ on a UK-wide basis consolidated. Had I gone to prison for threats to kill Alun Davies, the manager of the shambles that was Hergest and then tried to clear my name, I wonder if Peter’s e mails from me praising the Hergest Unit would have emerged? Miranda hacked my e mails…

Then Marion Janner, Daughter Of Greville, metamorphosed into a Mental Health Campaigner, paid a visit to north Wales and dished out an award for Excellence!

Here’s Lord Greville, with son Daniel, who has threatened to sue the arse off anyone who makes ‘allegations’ against his dad:

Greville Janner and son Daniel Janner

I have only just found out that Neil Moore, Principal Adviser to the DPP when the DPP, Alison Saunders, was considering whether to prosecute an elderly Greville, had previously worked in the same Chambers as Daniel. I have yet to find out who the four ‘medical experts’ were who testified that Greville was unfit to stand trial….

For more on Alison Saunders, see post ‘Sisters Are Indeed Doing It For Themselves’.

 

My father was unbelievably still alive after the threats to kill charges against me were withdrawn and on one occasion I went to see him in Musgrove Park Hospital, but didn’t warn anyone that I was going. I arrived during visiting hours and walked in, not having to give my name. I found father, naked on the bed, no painkillers. The first thing that he asked me was to get the sheets over him and to hand him the water; yes, it was indeed out of reach. After I’d sorted everything out, I noticed a little tete a tete taking place at the Angels’ station at the end of the ward. A smiling junior Doc arrived and cheerily said ‘Oh, you’re his daughter then? Is he more comfortable now?’

Well he was after I’d arrived unannounced and found out exactly what was happening on that ward.

The next day I visited again with a relative. An Angel tried to prevent us entering the ward. I asked her for the name of the Chief Exec. My relative asked me not to Make A Fuss or they’ll Take It Out On Him.

Ah the doctors they were wonderful. Don’t you dare say anything else bastards.

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Quick, give them a pay rise! And forget about taxing them, our knackers are already gearing up for the hob-nailed boot… No, no, please, not the Top Doctors…

Father died alone in Musgrove Park Hospital. It was odd because although he was regularly reported by relatives as being in screaming agony with pain relief etc ‘not working’, after his death a relative was summoned who found his dead body in Showcase Conditions Of Care for a frail, elderly patient at the very end of his life. He was on a water-bed thing (for patients who have experienced serious weight loss) and I was told that for his last few days he had been attached to a drip with tranquillisers and pain relief, thus he was unaware of dying. It sounded to me like the Liverpool Care Pathway as invented by one of Dafydd’s Gang.

The LCP became very controversial and was eventually stopped after allegations that it was being used to exterminate elderly people. See post ‘The Bloody State We’re In’. It wasn’t designed to kill elderly people slowly and painfully by denying them all food and water, it was designed for patients like father, terminally ill, at the very end of their lives. So I thought at the time ‘They got it right in the end then’.

But of course, father died alone. He hadn’t had visitors for days. His body was found in conditions of NHS excellence only after he died. I was told that there was ‘even a Bible on the table, so they must have had a vicar there when he died’.

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Previous posts have discussed the death of my close friend’s baby in 1999 as a result of breath-taking negligence on the part of Musgrove Park Hospital and Top Doctor ROBERT FOX, Remember The Name! They were the friends who had worked for the Royal Television Society and BBC who tangled with Michael Grade etc. Their baby died at about the time that Botney had an overwhelming urge to live at Durleigh.

After my friends’ media careers in the UK were ruined, they emigrated. They spent a few years travelling the world, but when my friend discovered that she was pregnant they went back to Somerset, because her parents wanted to be there for the baby. They purchased a cottage in the Quantocks. Those Quantocks that Botney had begun declaring were his most favourite place in the world. Except that Durleigh isn’t in the Quantocks, it is just down the road from all those people who knew me and my friend who had returned to the Quantocks, near where her family had farmed for generations…

My friend’s baby died just before the publication of the Waterhouse Report. When I finally obtained a copy of my medical files, I was astounded to find that Jackie Ehlen, the Senior Forensic Psychiatric Nurse, whom Tony Francis had insisted ‘manage my care’ after yet another (failed) attempt to have me imprisoned on the basis of an Angel’s perjury in 1996, had detailed the death of my friend’s baby…

See post ‘Inside Information About A Hergest Unit Death’ for an account of how Jackie Ehlen, Dr Sadie Francis and Dr Colin Flood all lied at the inquest on Dorothy Griffiths who was found dead on the psych ward in Ysbyty Gwynedd in the late 1980s after her parents refused to agree to Dorothy ever going to Denbigh again. The Coroner knew that they had lied but there were no questions asked.

Now here’s something for sceptical readers who might still be thinking ‘Well, things go wrong sometimes in healthcare, can this group of friends REALLY be sure that they are being targeted?’ Some seven years ago the father of the baby who died under the ‘care’ of Robert Fox in Taunton lost his own father. The family lived in Edinburgh and my friend’s father died in one of the main hospitals in Edinburgh. He was a well-known Scottish clergyman who was loathed by Thatch, being one of the Loony Left clergy who in the 1980s was involved with the World Council of Churches and such. My friend’s son who was at the time about nine years old – he was born in Scotland, because when the next baby was on the way after the baby who died at the hands of Fox, my friends didn’t dare risk another delivery in Somerset – told me of a terrible scene in Edinburgh as his grandpa was dying.

The Top Docs and Angels tried to prevent his grandpa from being given any water. From what my friend’s son told me it was LCP again; yet my friend’s dad was days away from death. I was told that he was conscious and begging for water. He had four middle-aged children who were all at the bedside with their own children; a row then broke out between the adults who refused to stand by and ignore the patient’s pleas for water and those who presumed that the Top Docs and Angels must have had a reason for denying him water. My friend who had been kicked out of the BBC all those years ago ignored the Top Docs and Angels and supplied his father with water. His son was so upset at witnessing his grandfather in such distress at the end of his life that he confronted the Top Docs and Angels. Questions were raised by the Top Docs about my friend’s son’s mental health. He has no mental health problems and never has had; he just didn’t like watching his granddad begging for water while Top Docs and Angels barked at his parents and aunties and uncles to ‘Not to give him any water’, as the Top Docs maintained he would die imminently. He didn’t, the attempt at death by thirst continued for several days.

Re Musgrove Park Hospital, Taunton; previous posts discussed the death of another friend’s father, a farmer who had been at school with my parents and who’s daughter knew what had happened to me in north Wales. Then there’s the other farmer’s daughter from a neighbouring village who went to school with us and who was a witness to serious criminality who for some years now has been in a nursing home in Somerset, completely paralysed, able to only move her eyes, after an operation ‘went wrong’. I think that the Top Docs of Bristol were responsible for that particular Accident Happening. She was a young mother, married to a local farmer’s son, who’s brother had knowledge of serious wrongdoing so her husband might have heard about it as well.

Previous posts eg. ‘Oliver’s Army’ and ‘A Charming, Uplifting Sound…’ discussed how during the late 1960s and 70s, the key facilitators of the Westminster Paedophile Ring at the London Hospital – Sir John Rogers Ellis and Profs Clifford Wilson and Anthony Jackson – were given responsibility for postgrad training of Docs across the London medical schools and arranged their training placements in hospitals across the south of England, as well as in the South West. Their contact in Taunton was Dr Brian Webb. Musgrove Park Hospital received med students and junior docs from the London hospitals. Junior docs playing ball could look forward to a wonderful career, those who didn’t were shafted.

Dr Phil Hammond, the ‘Private Eye’ medical correspondent, media doc and comedian, trained in London and then worked in Taunton. Dr Phil I think now works in the Bath area.

Earlier posts discussed how my grandfather hit the roof after discovering a prostitution racket in the Nuffield Hospital in Taunton in the 1970s. He phoned the police, the Top Docs denounced him as having Lost His Marbles and my relatives were phoned to ask to take him home, although the Nuffield refused to reimburse the dosh that grandpa had paid in advance for his stay of I think two or three weeks. One relative was asked to sign a document agreeing that he was a nutter and that she was happy to take care of him. That relative had worked as an Angel in Taunton and Bridgwater during the 1950s and once grandpa was home explained that of course no-one thought that he was nuts, that racket had been going on when she was nursing, but she had to sign or he’d have been certified – as the procedure was then – and that would have been the end for him. A great many other rackets were taking place in the Somerset NHS at the same time.

It has been brought to my attention that Stuart the paedophile spotter for Dafydd’s Gang gained a job as a farm worker on our neighbour Paul Triggol’s farm and moved into Paul’s tied cottage just around the corner from our house shortly after that row re the Nuffield. See post ‘He Was Looking At I In A Funny Way…’

This blog is going to get very difficult for the Top Doctors soon, I do hope that they have invested in iron jock straps. Or being Top Docs, platinum ones. They could find themselves in much pain.

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The grandfather of the girl with whom I went to school who is now completely paralysed, like my father and so many of that generation from those villages, knew John Biffen and Biffen’s family. Unlike most others, the  grandfather of the girl who ended up completely paralysed remained a lifelong friend of the Biffens, even when Biffen was in Thatch’s Cabinet. The John Biffen who I have been told orchestrated the Bridgwater end of the nightmare that unfolded for the people down there who stood by Brown and I after the Gang came after us or who were witnesses and might have Talked. See post ‘He Was Looking At I In A Funny Way…’

Biffen was a Director of the private London Clinic, who’s Top Docs were so helpful to patients with a great deal of money that the London Clinic was happy to operate on General Pinochet for his back problems. Pinochet did of course end up under house arrest at the London Clinic in Oct 1998 after the Spanish Gov’t obtained an international arrest warrant for his extradition. However, the Top Docs of the London Clinic were able to provide Expert Witnesses who were even native Spanish speakers like Pinochet, to ensure that – as with the Welsh Speaking Psychiatric Social Worker who arrived in Croesor in the late 1960s and banged up people with Gwynne and Dafydd after Assessing Them In Their First Language thus ticking all boxes (see post ‘Theatre Of The Absurd’) – poor old Pinochet definitely wasn’t fit to stand trial.

It was of course Dafydd himself who realised that the Language Rights of the victims of Bertrand Russell et al Had To Be Respected and thus demanded a Welsh Speaking Social Worker. When I was doing fieldwork in Croesor, I was told that the Welsh Speaking Social Worker was a good friend of Isabel Emmett’s husband. Isobel was a social anthropologist from Manchester University who married a local man from Croesor. I love Emmett’s work but she definitely knew about the Gang and what the purpose of the Welsh Speaking Social Worker was. Many of Isobel’s colleagues at Manchester were friends with Bertrand Russell and others who utilised the services of Dafydd and Gwynne or who were mates with them/protected them. See eg. ‘Vested Interests Or Common Pool?’

So the care taken by the London Clinic to ensure that General Pinochet was Assessed In His First Language By Top Docs Who Shared His First Language had a sort of familiar ring (so to speak) to it.

After receiving the Expert Evidence Jack Straw was happy to arrange for Pinochet to fly back to Chile in the sort of comfort to which he was accustomed.

Pinochet timed his visit to the London Clinic for Back Surgery well. He knew that the Spanish Gov’t were snapping at his heels and were after an international arrest warrant and would get it. After booking into the London Clinic, Pinochet visited his old mucker Thatch and they were photographed having tea on the terrace at Parliament. Thatch did her usual and banged on about Pinochet being a Good Friend To Britain. She threw a hissy fit when he was placed under arrest in the London Clinic a few days later.

After the London Clinic’s Experts declared Pinochet unfit for trial and Jack sent him home, the world’s media was fascinated to watch Pinochet’s plane touch down in Chile, Pinochet emerge in the wheelchair that had been required since he was arrested, spot his family waiting for him, get up out of his wheelchair, walk towards them with no problem and go home.

‘Private Eye’ commented on the Magic Wheelchair Of Pinochet. They should be marketed en masse for NHS use. Say Goodbye To Terminal Illness And Senile Dementia! Sit in the Magic Wheelchair Of Pinochet and experience a Medical Miracle!

After the London Clinic’s Experts’ assessment, Pinochet wasn’t arrested again. Well he was dying, Experts had said so. Except that Pinochet lived until Dec 2006, continued to hold public roles and didn’t even look ill for a very long time.

Jack Straw’s wife was a Civil Service mandarin who reached the  very top of the Dept of Health. Their daughter is now a Top Doc. Jack succeeded Babs Castle as the Labour MP for Blackburn. After graduating from Leeds University, Jack served as President of the NUS. He subsequently worked as Babs’s aide. Jack’s Journey also took him to Islington, where he served as Little Nell’s Deputy on the Housing Committee, of which Little Nell was Chair, while the paedophile ring raged in Islington children’s homes and continued to rage when little Nell was Leader of Islington Council. Little Nell was told but chose to ignore it. See previous posts.

Little Nell, after launching her Brave Battle Against Corbyn’s Anti-Semitism, a few days ago appeared in the media after having discovered a portrait of her ‘grandfather who fled from the Nazis’. Not that Little Nell knew who he was, her sister found the portrait, realised that it was their grandfather who had suffered under the Nazis and fled – yes they did suffer under the Nazis, but Little Nell didn’t, instead a great many people suffered under Little Nell – and alerted Little Nell, who immediately saw a PR opportunity.

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Previous posts discussing Little Nell detailed her exit from Islington Borough Council in 1994 as the horrific reality became undeniable and Little Nell’s subsequent selection as the Labour candidate and then election as the Labour MP for Barking. Little Nell succeeded the previous MP for Barking, Jo Richardson, a ‘red-haired left wing firebrand’ of a similar variety to Barbara Castle, that other left wing fire-brand who banged on about helping women at the bottom of the social heap while colluding with the gangs of sex offenders who were assaulting them and their children. Jo and Barbara built Parliamentary careers out of it, the situation of the women whom they claimed to be working so hard for remained as dire as ever.

Jo Richardson died in office on 1 Feb 1994. Little Nell was elected as the MP for Barking on 9 June 1994. Matt Arnold, former Head of Bryn Estyn, died from that ‘unidentified blood disease’ on 9 June 1994…

Little Nell! You need to find some more pictures of family members who have Suffered and quickly! How about arranging for one of your Loved Ones to go missing in the Sahara and then you can shed Thatcheresque tears in public?

Previous posts have discussed an Empowered Service User in Gwynedd who has experienced even bigger problems with the Gang than I have. I don’t think that he has any idea at all that the Gang are acutely aware that he used to work as a youth worker in Islington and told a few people in north Wales what he witnessed Islington and Haringey Social Services doing to people and that he was a Labour activist and remembered Little Nell. He just cannot understand why what he describes as a ‘cartel of doctors’ are allowed to conduct themselves as they do. His experiences with the Gang have been so bad that last year he sent me his own collection of documents to publish if he is found dead.

Little Nell was elected as the MP for Barking after the death of John Smith on 12 May 1994 but before George Carman’s former pupil became Labour Party Leader on 21 July 1994, which was the day after Fatty Soames found himself a Minister in the MoD.

Jo Richardson spent her political career working with and remaining on excellent terms with some of those who were undoubtedly active in organised abuse and not merely turning a blind eye to it. I am reading Betty Boothroyd’s autobiography at present; she and Richardson were good mates and Betty’s biography includes photos of her and Richardson as young politicians holidaying in places that were only for the fortunate at the time.

Richardson was born in Newcastle in 1945 and  became Ian Mikardo’s secretary. Mikardo was an East End MP who was colluding with Dafydd and Gwynne’s partner ring in Mikardo’s constituency. Mikardo retired to Cheshire…

Richardson Co-ordinated the ‘Keep Left Group‘ and went on to become the secretary of the Tribune Group before co-ordinating the Victory for Socialism Campaign. In 1951 Richardson was elected to Hornsey Borough Council and became Mikardo’s full-time secretary and working partner in his business which involved trade with eastern Europe. Hornsey Borough Council later became notorious as hosting the Loony Left Councillors such as Jeremy Corbyn and by the time that Jezza and his mates had colonised such Councils, the organised abuse and serious crime spinning out from Islington was terrifying.

Although Jezza and his contemporaries are now held responsible for the excesses of Hornsey and other Councils, the collapse in ‘services’ and the profligate spending, Jezza et al replaced some truly awful, moribund corrupt old farts who had been in place years and were not interested in their constituents. I imagine that is why Jezza’s generation of young activists who were actually seen in the Borough, who knocked on doors and actually met local people were elected.

Richardson was seen as being on the hard left of the Labour Party. She was a member of the Socialist Campaign Group (see previous posts for details of those in this group, including Alice Mahon, a former Angel who blamed Dangerous Nutters when the gross abuses of Dafydd’s Gang were brought very directly to her attention in the 1990s), but resigned in 1988 in protest at Tony Benn‘s decision to challenge the Windbag for the leadership.

Richardson served as a member of the Shadow Cabinet. She ‘was a central figure of the feminist left and helped to expand women’s rights in Britain and was the head of a group of women MPs that supported the anti-pornography position. She was also a pro-choice campaigner.’

In that capacity Jo ignored the vicious criminal gang that ran north Wales, unlawfully denying women NHS terminations, abducting their babies and using just about anyone in the care of the state for porn – including child porn and bestiality – and sex work.

Richardson served as an Executive member of the NCCL while the Paedophile Information Exchange (PIE) was affiliated with NCCL. Richardson wrote to PIE journal Childhood Rights, supporting their campaign against corporal punishment. While PIE did dress up their activities in terms of children’s rights and contributed to debates re lowering the age of consent to 15, one didn’t have to dig too deep to come across leading PIE activists who openly stated that they wanted to have sex with three year olds, that three years olds would enjoy this and had the right to have sex with members of PIE. PIE’s agenda was not well-hidden.

Little Nell’s husband the lawyer Sir Henry Hodge was a leading figure in the NCCL during the PIE years. Sir Henry was one of the first solicitors to become a High Court judge when solicitors were enabled to do Judging.

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Little Nell’s mate and fellow Islington Councillor:

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Jo Richardson co-authored the pamphlets “Keep Left” (1947) and “Keeping Left” (1950) with Dick Crossman, Michael Foot and Ian Mikardo. Kings of the Westminster Swingers…

In 1985 KGB defector Oleg Gordievsky named Richardson and two other left-wing Labour MPs as confidential contacts of his embassy. What the KGB would ever want with a spineless dim hypocrite like Jo Richardson I cannot imagine. Did Mr Putin sit down and read ‘Cosmo’ with her?

Jo the Wimmin’s Champ Who’d Take On Anyone:

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Jo’s Close Mate, A Game Old Bird, A Down To Earth Northern Lass. Just Like Thora Hird:

In Little Nell’s constituency, the Jo Richardson Community School has been named after Jo Of Untouchable Paedophiles In High Places.

How about the Sir Peter Morrison Sure Start Centre?

Jo Richardson succeeded Tom Driberg in the Barking seat in Feb 1974. Tom Driberg was known to be spy, a Westminster Swinger who caused much wailing and gnashing of teeth from all quarters, was friends with the Krays and a sexual partner of Ronnie Kray, sharing him with Lord Bob Boothby… Driberg was so excessive that one could only conclude that he set out to inflict GBH on the Labour Party. See previous posts.

Following Eric Hobsbawm’s death, reactions included praise for his “sheer academic productivity and prowess” and “tough reasoning” in ‘The Guardian’. Reacting to news of Hobsbawm’s death, Uncle Harry’s nephew Ed called him “an extraordinary historian, a man passionate about his politics”.

Eric’s ashes were in turd in Highgate Cemetery.

I used to visit Highgate Cemetery, it was the Famous Landmark near my friends’ house, my friends who went to Stirling University with Jack McConnell and found a lot of unpleasant things happening to them when the Gang came after me. It was when they were living at Archway near Highgate Cemetery that it became clear to my friends that someone had it in for them. After they signed the rental agreement and paid thousands for rent in advance, the ‘landlord’s agent’ – who wore a camel haired coat, black glasses and black leather gloves and looked indistinguishable from a TV gangster – began calling on them maintaining that they hadn’t paid their rent and were ‘squatters’. The bank provided evidence of the rent payment being transferred into the landlord’s account but that was just ignored. My mates received ever more serious threats, the ‘landlord’s agent’ followed me one day after I had been to visit them, their water was cut off, then their electricity and then rubble was dumped in their front room. They were given info suggesting that they might be victims of the notorious slum landlord and gangster Nicholas Hoogstraten.

My friends sought advice from the Islington Council’s harassment officer and were rehoused in Peckham in accommodation nearly as unsafe. Their door was bashed in within two weeks of them moving in and everything was stolen, they were threatened, an addict rammed their car, the GP accused them of Lying To Get Compensation, it was endless. Since I began the bloke I was told that it wasn’t just a consequence of living in disadvantaged parts of London, they were being targeted by the Gang.

See ‘The Turn Of The Screw’.

Uncle Harry’s nephew: I do understand Eric’s Commitment To The Cause and that the sexual assaults, the unlawful imprisonments, the abducted children, the lobotomies and even the murders of witnesses Were Worth It, because after many years of that we had a Labour Gov’t.

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I mean, Hurrah for New Labour.

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George Carman’s colleagues moved into No 10!

and subsequently on 27 June 2007, Eric and his daughter Julia found that they were Very Good Friends with a Labour PM.

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Uncle Harry’s nephew had served as an aide to Gordon and when Gordon was Chancellor, Uncle Harry’s nephew received privileges while being paid to work for Gordon, such as being allowed to complete a Masters at the LSE.

It was when Gordon was Chancellor that love blossomed between Gordon and Sarah, whom he subsequently married. Sarah was a business partner of Eric Hobsbawm’s daughter Julia. Sarah had been on the psychology degree at Bristol University back in the early 1980s with Sarah Jenkins, who’s mum Sheila Jenkins was a Gwynedd social worker, a paid-up member of the Gang. After graduation, Sarah Jenkins returned to live on Anglesey for a while; she shared accommodation with Christine Lippai, who I knew when Christine was at UCNW studying zoology. Christine was mates some of my housemates. Christine also had knowledge of organised abuse in the West Country, linked to the Gang. Christine and Sarah rented their place from Dr D.G.E. Wood! Christine also knew well a male student at UCNW from Devon; he and his girlfriend, another UCNW student, were shafted by Wood, but I don’t know if Christine realised that.

After she shared Wood’s place with Sarah Jenkins, Christine’s career in wildlife conservation really took off. Christine spent years in Africa, then in New York, she became a very big name and had the sort of career that zoologists are very lucky to achieve.

Christine, I don’t know how much of a willing accessory you were, but my problem is with Sheila Jenkins rather than you. Sheila who lied repeatedly about me to the police in an attempt to have me imprisoned, who told third parties of my Dangerousness when I had spent most of one summer just months before the Dangerousness had been diagnosed socialising and having dinner with her daughter and her housemate, who had known me for three years. Sarah and Christine knew Brown as well.

Brown and I knew Sarah Jenkins well enough to talk politics. The Jenkins’s were Labour Party activists. Sarah Jenkins hated Thatcher and was shocked when Christine said that she would be voting Tory.

Sheila Jenkins would have done anything to get rid of Thatch, anything.

In a tank Herr Thatchler leads the charge; Jock Steel and Doc “Killer” Owen are helplessly entrenched; and “Fatty” Heffer looks cynically on as “Taffy” Kinnock leads the retreat.

 

In 1945, Fatty’s mum Mary was appointed an MBE, in recognition of meritorious military services.

Mary served many public organisations, such as the International Churchill Society, as a Patron; Church Army and Churchill Houses; and was Chair the  Royal National Theatre Board of Trustees, 1989-95. Mary was Patron of the National Benevolent Fund for the Aged.

In 1980, Lady Soames was promoted to DBE for her public service, particularly in  Rhodesia. One of Fatty’s mum’s notable public appearances came on 29 April 2002 when she dined with Brenda  at Buck House as part of the Golden Jubilee celebrations, alongside PM Miranda and the four surviving former PMs at the time, as well as several relatives of other deceased PMs, including Anthony Eden’s widow, the Countess of Avon.

Tony Blair, Margaret Thatcher, Edward Heath, the Queen, Jim Callaghan, John Major

There must have been a bit of an atmosphere at Brenda’s Celebration, because Brenda and the Edens loathed each other. There is evidence that the Royal Top Docs who ruined Eden’s health and then advised him to resign as PM because his health was so poor did this deliberately. Eden was replaced by Macmillan, a PM who get on much better with Brenda. Macmillan’s succession was the cause of much dissatisfaction on the part of many other senior Tories who maintained that more worthy candidates had been elbowed out to make way for Brenda’s Choice of PM. See previous posts.

Fatty’s mum was made a Lady Companion of the Order of the Garter (LG) on 23 April 2005 and was invested on 13 June at Windsor Castle.

On 31 May 2014, Lady Soames died at her home in London at the age of 91.

After the Sad Passing, Fatty led tributes to Lady Mary as a ”truly remarkable and extraordinary woman, who led a very distinguished life”.

Not really Fatty, your mum was simply given a series of public roles because of who her dad was and her Outstanding Literary Career was based on a biography that she wrote about her mother, who was famous because of who she married.

Fatty said that his mother, who served in WW II, was ” part of that generation which is passing”.

Fatty’s mum with his grandfather:

Lady Soames, then Mary Churchill, with her father Winston

Sadly Fatty, they had feet of clay – as of course does everyone but this lot just wouldn’t admit to their own disasters – and their legacy remains, part of which is your career in public life.

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Six months after Fatty’s mum’s death, Sotheby’s London auctioned 255 items out of her collection on behalf of her heirs, including paintings by and memorabilia attached to her father, Winston S. Churchill. According to Sotheby’s, the sale “realised an outstanding total of £15,441,822, well above pre-sale expectations of £3.6-5.5 million.”

The tribute to Fatty’s mum that was published on BBC News online after her death included comments from Call Me Dave and Sam re what a pleasure it was to have known Mary.

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Mary with Anthony Eden:

Mary Churchill with members Britain's armed services and Conservative politician Anthony Eden in the 1940s

Fatty’s mum outlived Anthony Eden’s son Nick by decades; Nick Eden was known to be gay and died from AIDS in 1985. When the Gang went into meltdown in 1984 after I complained about Gwynne, Nick Eden was a Minister in the Dept of Energy under Secretary of State Peter Walker. Walker had been part of the Gang since his days in the Young Conservatives with David Hunt and Beata Brookes. Walker was their man in the City. Thatch put him at the Dept of Energy to use his knowledge of the ring to shaft the NUM and to neutralise Brown and me. Nick Eden transferred to the Dept of the Environment under Ronnie Waterhouse’s pal Secretary of State Patrick Jenkin on 11 Sept 1984. Eden resigned from Thatch’s Gov’t on 27 March 1985 (pretty much to the day when Tony Francis suddenly got inexplicably nasty with me and the War commenced), dying on 17 Aug 1985. See previous posts.

Mary Soames’s death was of course marked by an obituary in ‘The Guardian’. Here’s an extract:

…In 1989 Mary was appointed chairman of the board of trustees of the National Theatre. This was a political appointment, greeted without enthusiasm in thespian circles. The Soameses had not been theatre-goers and, during an early meeting Mary pushed a note to the NT’s director, Richard Eyre: “Who is Ian McKellen?”

He’s that Nancy Boy Mary. He’s famous and these days we can’t prosecute him or pack him off to be dosed with hormones until his gonads atrophy or lobotomised anymore, but he is doing a great job on the PR front now that so many of those kids from north Wales are dying of AIDS after being forced to have sex with Nick Eden and his mates for so many years… See previous posts for info on Sir Ian…

But she threw herself into the new task in a typically hands-on way, developing a keen interest in the theatre and Eyre found her an invaluable support.

Say it as often as possible, Mary Soames, CHURCHILL’S DAUGHTER you know, Oh Christ there’s a lot of these theatrical types contracting HIV… No problem, Sir William Mars-Jones is a leading light in the Garrick and that’s full of thespians as well as lawyers and judges and Sir William was in Footlights when he was at Cambridge…

At her farewell party in 1995, he said how much he would miss her “gossip, guidance, champagne, 7.45amphone calls, enthusiasm, wisdom and friendship”. She replied: “You go too far, but then you often do, dear Richard.”

Behind the scenes, she quietly maintained a concern for former members of the family’s staff

Because they could certainly tell a few tales if no-one kept an eye on them

and championed many public Churchill causes, not least the archives centre at Churchill College, Cambridge, where she was electedan honorary fellow. She was also an assiduous patron of the International Churchill Society – attending its gatherings and talking freely and informally with all who attended…

Can we presume that the running theme was the Greatness Of Churchill and his family and that their close association with the Royal Lobotomist was never mentioned?

Mary Soames married Fatty’s dad Christopher Soames in 1947. Arthur Christopher John Soames, Baron Soames, (12 October 1920-16 September 1987), was born in Penn, Buckinghamshire, the son of Captain Arthur Granville Soames (the brother of Olave Baden-Powell, wife of THE Baden-Powell of Scouting for Boys fame) by his marriage to Hope Mary Woodbine Parish. Christopher Soames parents divorced while he was a boy and his mother married as her second husband Charles Rhys (later 8th Baron Dynevor), by whom she had further children including Richard Rhys, 9th Baron Dynevor.

Christopher Soames was educated at West Downs School, Eton and Sandhurst. After military service during WW II, Soames served as the Assistant Military Attache in Paris. He was the Tory MP for Bedford, 1950-66 and served under PM Sir Anthony Eden as Under-Secretary of State for Air, 1955-57, under Secretary of State Nigel Birch aka Lord Rhyl. Lord Rhyl was the Tory MP for Flintshire (later renamed West Flintshire) and a good mate of Gwynne and Dafydd’s! When Lord Rhyl stepped down from the Commons, he ensured that the Westminster Swinger Sir Anthony Meyer, who was batting for Heseltine to become PM, succeeded him in the seat. Meyer utilised services provided by Gwynne and Dafydd. Meyer’s grandmother Adele had been a close friend of Bertrand Russell’s first wife. See post ‘International Women’s Day! Let’s Celebrate With Jane…’

Fatty’s dad Christopher then served under PM Harold Macmillan as Parliamentary and Financial Secretary to the Admiralty, 1957-58. Which puts Fatty’s dad at the scene of the John Vassall and Gay Spies in the Admiralty scandal, as well as Denzil Freeth’s activities, while Admiral Sir Alec Bingley held a very senior NATO role. Lord Denning’s brother Sir Norman was part of the Admiralty and Defence Intelligence Staff who served as Director of Naval Planning, 1945-56, before becoming Director of Naval Intelligence, 1960-64 and Deputy Chief of the Defence Staff for Intelligence, 1964-65. Neither must we forget Lord Mountbatten…

Geoffrey Chamberlain spent years in the RNVR during the 1950s,60s and 70s.

Fatty’s dad served in Eden’s and Macmillan’s Gov’t with Gwynne and Dafydd’s mates as well as Edward du Cann etc. See previous posts

In the 1955 Birthday Honours Fatty’s dad was invested as CBE and in 1958 he was admitted to the Privy Council. Fatty’s dad served under Macmillan as Secretary of State for War (outside the Cabinet), 1958-60 and then in the Cabinets of Macmillan and his successor Sir Alec Douglas-Home as Minister of Agriculture, Fisheries and Food, July 1960-64. Fatty’s dad was leading MAFF when Lord Kenyon et al were working closely with MAFF.

Between 1965 and 1966, Fatty’s dad was Shadow Foreign Secretary under Grocer Heath. He lost his Commons seat in 1966. In 1968 Harold Wilson appointed Fatty’s dad Ambassador to France in which role he served until 1972. During his tenure as Ambassador, Fatty’s dad was involved in the Feb 1969 “Soames affair“, following a private meeting between Fatty’s dad and French President Charles De Gaulle, the latter offering bilateral talks concerning partnership for Britain in a larger and looser European Union, the talks not involving other members. It was an offer the British Gov’t eventually refused and for a time the matter strained Franco-British relations. In 1972 Soames was subsequently made a Knight Grand Cross of the Royal Victorian Order (GCVO), a Knight Grand Cross of the Order of St Michael and St George (GCMG) and a Grand Officer of the French Legion d’Honneur.

Fatty’s dad was then a Vice-President of the European Commission, 1973-76.

Fatty’s dad was created a life peer on 19 April 1978 as Baron Soames.

In Nov 1978 Mr Thrope and his three co-accused appeared at Minehead Magistrates Court for their very first Court appearance. Lord Goodman, Harold Wilson’s crooked solicitor and fixer who ensured that Lord Bob Boothby’s Ugandan discussions with Ronnie Kray and Boothby’s involvement in serious organised crime, including that facilitated by Gwynne and Dafydd, never became a matter for the police (see previous posts), was advising Mr Thrope at that stage of Mr Thrope’s history-making legal victory. Mr Thrope was going for a belt-and-braces strategy, because Sir David Napley was also an advising solicitor and turned up at Minehead in his Rolls, just to remind the plebs who was in charge. George Carman was ready to strut his stuff at the Old Bailey…

Fatty’s dad served as the interim Governor of Southern Rhodesia, 1979-80, charged with administering the terms of the Lancaster House Agreement and overseeing the governmental transition of Southern Rhodesia into Zimbabwe. Don’t mention what Robert Mugabe did to the Matebele in the run up to the creation of Zimbabwe and him being installed as President. No-one did, but it was a sort of clue as to what Mugabe might do once he became President.

The obituaries for Fatty’s dad mention that Fatty’s mum and dad became ‘close to’ Mugabe and his first wife Sally. When Sally Mugabe became seriously ill with kidney problems among other things, Sally Mugabe was flown to St Mary’s Hospital Paddington, where she remained under a pseudonym until her death. Zimbabweans were told that Sally died in Harare, because Mugabe didn’t admit that the hospitals in Zimbabwe weren’t capable of treating Sally. Trumpers visited Sally in St Mary’s Hospital Paddington; Trumpers was a friend of Sally’s from their time in the UN. In her capacity as a lapdog for Brenda, Trumpers also greeted and received Robert Mugabe when he arrived in the UK for a state visit. Trumpers put her foot in it by discussing Sally, after Mugabe had begun his relationship with Gucci Grace. See post ’95 Glorious Years!’

From 1979 to 1981, Fatty’s dad was Lord President of the Council and Leader of the Lords under Thatch, concurrent with his duties in Rhodesia. The position of Lord President of the Council brought with it the role of visitor to UCNW. At UCNW the ring was in full swing and UCNW were accepting applications from students such as me who had unbeknown to us been targeted by Gang satellites when we were at school. I originally applied to do agriculture at UCNW; that Dept had huge problems the year that I applied. Mary Wynch, a former secretary in the Dept, had been illegally imprisoned by the Gang and had just got away from them and begun legal action. There was no support for Mary at all in any part of UCNW. Dafydd was calling the shots in the Dept of Psychology and Social Sciences was yet another Dept run by the Gang.

Lord Kenyon was in the process of being deposed as President of UCNW by the Gwerin who were holding a civil war; he was finally ousted in 1982 and replaced by William Mars-Jones. See ‘Meet The Gwerin!’

In 1980, Fatty’s dad was invested as a Companion of Honour. By which time Mr Thrope was safely off the hook, although trouble was looming in the form of Mary Wynch who had just begun litigation against Dafydd and the Gang…

Lord Christopher Soames and Mary Churchill had five children:

Fatty’s dad died from pancreatitis, aged 66 on 16 Sept 1987. I’d look at the circumstances of that death if I was Fatty. Ollie Brooke had managed early release on appeal in May 1987 but his imprisonment had given the Gang a terrible shock and witnesses were being wiped out at enforcements brought in. I had only narrowly escaped the Gang’s attempt to frame and imprison me the previous month; Dafydd had tried to bribe me over the phone when Brown was listening in and Brown had written to Gwynedd Health Authority and we’d told Alwyn Jones, my solicitor in Bangor. Brown had also asked Alwyn if the lying bastards at Ysbyty Gwynedd who’d made statements to the police claiming that I’d attempted to stab a Top Doc could be done for perjury or at least wasting police time… No that wasn’t possible of course.

In Sept 1987 I began work at the CRC Labs in Nottingham University, another set-up by the Gang it transpired. The Gang went into overdrive because in that month, Brown appeared on Channel Four, on Gus MacDonald’s ‘Right To Reply’ programme. I was in the clutches of the Gang’s network in Leicester – I had moved in with Brown in May 1987 – because of a trivial charge that the Gang had brought against me when the effort to frame me for a serious offence imploded and had thus encountered Dr James Earp of Leicester who had been called upon to provide an Expert Report. See ‘An Expert From England…’

Tuppence had perjured himself in Court in July 1987 and bagged £500k in libel damages from the Daily Star, for which Tuppence went to prison years later. Lady Mary perjured herself as well in July 1987 but no-one mentioned that. Read all about it, as well as Tuppence’s many links with the Gang and how jokes that I made about a witness giving evidence against Tuppence in July 1987 in a letter to Gwynedd Health Authority was carefully underlined by an unknown hand in my post ‘Tuppence And His Fragrant Wife’.

Peter Morrison was Deputy Chairman of the Tory Party, 10 Sept 1986-11 June 1987. Tuppence had resigned as Deputy Chairman after the tabloids first published the story about Tuppence and the sex worker, thus Peter Morrison took over the role.

The sex worker at the centre of Tuppence’s case died after a car accident some three weeks before she was due to give evidence at Tuppence’s trial for perjury in 2001. My housemate Anne Vernon was killed in a car crash caused by the Gang in April 1986.

Until approx. 2001, I was in contact with one of my old teachers from Bridgwater, Alun Calaminus. Since beginning this blog I have been told that he passed all info about me onto the Gang’s network, with which he and some of his family/friends seem to have been involved. See post ‘He Was Looking At I In A Funny Way..’ Mr Calaminus lived neat Weston-Super-Mare, Tuppence’s home town when he was growing up.

 

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Can you see Fatty’s dad hidden in the picture?

Lady Mary Soames (left), with her father Winston Churchill (centre) in 1964

Fatty’s brother Rupert is a barrel of laffs. Rupert Christopher Soames is the CEO of Serco. So that is why Serco, in spite of screwing up every contract for providing ‘services’ that it has ever been given, continues to bag yet more business. Just look at Serco’s record on those Immigration Detention Centres that it runs, it is shameful. Any other company would have been sued out of existence after the assaults, the deaths, the flagrant breaches of law…

If anyone knows which mover and shaker is responsible for Crapita continuing to be paid a fortune for buggering up in a Serco-esque scale, please let me know. Radio 4 have reported that British Army recruitment has collapsed since Crapita were given the contract. Who on earth thought that letting Crapita loose on recruiting for the Army would end in anything other than catastrophe? Can we give Crapita the contract for the BMA pay negotiations please, surely the Top Docs are worthy of benefiting from Crapita’s expertise now that Crapita have wrecked so many other lives of UK citizens.

Brown’s dad used to tell us that the British Army recruiters were always the sort of mad old Brigadier Bufton Tuftons who weren’t competent enough to be let loose on anything else. If Col Brown had not dropped dead during the Waterhouse Inquiry he would be alive to witness Crapita doing such a worse job.

Here’s Fatty’s brother, a chip off the old block but sporting Michael Grade-style braces:

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Readers might remember the Military Fairies of Python fame:

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Fatty’s brother was educated, like Fatty at St. Aubyns Preparatory School   and Eton. It must have been a nightmare for the other kids, Fatty major and Fatty minor on the premises. After Eton, Fatty minor wound up at Worcester College, Oxford. Merfyn’s old enemy Asa Briggs was elected a Fellow of Worcester College, Oxford, 1945-55) and served as Provost of Worcester College, 1976-91.

At Oxford, Fatty minor worked as a DJ at Annabel’s, as well as being elected to the Presidency of the Oxford Union.

Annabel’s was owned by Sir Jams who named the club after his mistress/wife Annabel. Sir Jams the father of Zac Of Richmond…

Upon graduation, Fatty minor was offered a position at GEC by the MD Arnold Weinstock. Fatty minor remained at GEC for 15 years, working in the company’s avionics and computing divisions and became MD of Avery Berkel, running the company’s UK, India, Asia and Africa operations.

After leaving GEC in 1997, Fatty minor joined the software company Misys as Chief Executive of its Midas-Kapiti division. He was promoted to Chief Executive of the Banking and Securities Division in June 2000.

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Fatty minor left Misys after a disagreement with Misys founder Kevin Lomax on the company’s direction and was appointed Chief Executive of power hire group Aggreko in June 2003, replacing Philip Harrower who died when his car collided with a train in the US. LOOK UP

Accidents happen, as Fatty major told Di before an accident did indeed happen.

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I’d be interested to know how Fatty major got away with the ‘accidents happen’ business, because when Patient F rang Dafydd in his MacGregor Persona – MacGregor was a gruff Scottish Top Doc who had been at Liverpool University with Dafydd and MacGregor’s cousin Macduff was gay and had fallen in love with Dafydd and liked Dafydd to wear his baby doll nightie ‘with nae panties’ when they met – and told Dafydd that ‘MacDuff’s coming down to see you Dafydd, it’s not a threat, it’s a warning’, Dafydd rang the police and maintained that I – not MacDuff, not MacGregor, not even F, but I – was a threat to his life yet again.

Furthermore MacDuff was then named in Dafydd’s 4 Nov 1994 injunction against me that Dafydd obtained from Liverpool High Court on the grounds that I presented a threat to Dafydd’s life. MacDuff didn’t exist, although when MacGregor first rang Dafydd, after reading that Dafydd had become Europe’s Leading Forensic Psychiatrist – in the Bangor and Anglesey Mail, although MacGregor and MacDuff’s practice, The Pink House, was in Queen’s Street, Edinburgh – Dafydd remembered MacGregor from Liverpool Medical School. They had shared a dorm together.

Dafydd became Europe’s Leading Forensic Psychiatrist in 1993, MacGregor got back in contact in that year and Therese, Dafydd’s Nanny who lived in Dafydd’s house with him, reassured MacGregor that Dafydd would be delighted to have a chat with him, as indeed Dafydd was. MacDuff fell in love with Dafydd soon afterwards.

Although Dafydd led such an eccentric existence that fictional gay Scotsmen who had fallen in love with him were discussed as living beings in Liverpool High Court as the result of an affidavit in which Dafydd perjured himself that was prepared by lawyers working for the MDU, Dafydd continued to work as a senior Top Doc and as an Expert Witness in cases involving serious crime. Dafydd ran the biggest drugs and alcohol charidee in Wales and he retained his Home Office licence enabling him to prescribe Class A drugs. I’m fairly sure that Dafydd was the only Top Doc in north Wales with such a licence. Dafydd continued holding Sex Therapy clinics and PTSD clinics. He owned and ran Ty Gwyn, a Unique Residential Facility For Forces Veterans in Llandudno. Ty Gwyn was a well-known scam and most of the Veterans were not Veterans, they were people who had committed serious offences who needed a helpful Expert Witness to testify that they were suffering From PTSD. See previous posts.

Dafydd also gave Expert Evidence to Parliament. On one such occasion in 2004, Dafydd submitted Expert Evidence to Tony Lloyd, Baron Lloyd of Berwick:

The Lord Lloyd of Berwick
Royal Coat of Arms of the United Kingdom.svg

Lord of Appeal in Ordinary
In office
1 October 1993 – 31 December 1998
Monarch Elizabeth II
Preceded by Hugh, Lord Griffiths
Succeeded by Nick, Lord Phillips of Worth Matravers
Personal details
Born
Anthony John Leslie Lloyd

9 May 1929 (age 90)

Spouse(s)
Jane Helen Violet Shelford (m. 1960)
Education Eton College
Alma mater Trinity College, Cambridge
Occupation Judge
Profession Law
Military service
Allegiance  United Kingdom
Branch/service  British Army
Years of service 1948–1953
Rank Lieutenant
Unit Coldstream Guards

Anthony John Leslie Lloyd, Baron Lloyd of Berwick (called Tony; born 9 May 1929) was the son of Edward John Boydell Lloyd and Leslie Johnston Fleming. Tony was educated at Eton and in Nov 1948 was commissioned into the Coldstream Guards. On 27 September 1949, Tony Lloyd transferred to the Regular Army Reserve of Officers as a second lieutenant with seniority from 1 January 1949; this ended his full-time military service. Lloyd relinquished his British Army commission in December 1953.

Lloyd studied law at Trinity College, Cambridge and was admitted to the Inner Temple as a barrister in 1955. Mr Thrope was admitted to Inner Temple in Feb 1954.

Mr Thrope with his wife Miriam:

Miriam was of course Mr Thrope’s second wife. Mr Thrope’s first wife, Caroline Allpass died after she lost control of her car in June 1970. No-one ever knew why Caroline crashed the car; she wasn’t known to be a dangerous driver, driving conditions were good, nothing was found to be faulty on with the vehicle and there were no other vehicles involved. There were no witnesses. After a period of being distraught in a well-publicised manner and having had a phallic symbol, designed by Sir Clough William-Ellis, erected in Caroline’s memory on Codden Hill, Bishop’s Tawton, Mr Thrope found love again with Marion Stein, the former wife of Brenda’s cousin the Earl of Harewood. As it transpired, Caroline’s death, 10 days after the General Election of June 1970 in which the Liberal Party polled badly and Mr Thrope nearly lost his seat, happened at a most politically convenient time for Mr Thrope.

But then accidents happen.

See previous posts for details of the sad death of Caroline and Mr Thrope’s subsequent marriage to Miriam.

I have only recently discovered that Mr Thrope’s sister Camilla – she married Enrique Ellinger and became Camilla Ellinger – died on 16 May 1974. It was recorded that Camilla killed herself; I have not found out details…

The three members of the Havers family who did so much to conceal organised abuse and the criminality of Dafydd and Gwynne – Sir Cecil, Lord Michael and Michael’s sister, Lord Elizabeth Butler-Sloss – were/are all members of Inner Temple. Previous posts discuss their collusion with and connections to the Gang in detail. Butler-Sloss shamelessly capitalised on her gender as a cover and it worked a treat when Butler-Sloss concealed the extent of the criminality of Dafydd’s partners in crime in the North East. See eg. ‘Twas The Night Before Christmas And The Culprits Were Named’.

Tony Lloyd was a barrister and became a QC in 1967. In 1969 Lloyd was appointed Attorney-General to Carlo, serving until 1977. In 1978, Lloyd was appointed High Court Judge of  Queen’s Bench serving until 1983. In 1984 – the year of Hurricane Gwynne – Lloyd was appointed Lord Justice of Appeal, serving until 1993 and was also made a Privy Counsellor.

So was it Lord Lloyd, Carlo’s AG, who headhunted Eric Sunderland to replace Sir Charles Evans as Principal of UCNW as Brown and I refused to withdraw our complaint against Gwynne? Eric Sunderland’s Official Biography states that he was reluctant to leave Durham University, where he had spent 30 years concealing the ring in the North East, but he was somehow persuaded.

Was a Royal Command involved? I think we should be told.

On 1 October 1993, Tony Lloyd was appointed Lord of Appeal in Ordinary. I wrote to Michael Mansfield about the abuses of Gwynedd Social Services in the autumn of 1993; it will have been either September of October. Lloyd resigned as a Law Lord on 31 December 1998.

Lloyd was the leading judgment in the case of Page v Smith (1995).

In 1993 Tony Lloyd wrote a letter in support of Bishop Peter Ball, who was later convicted of child sexual abuse. Lloyd was Chair of the Special Committee on the proposed Speakership of the House of Lords.

In 1996, Tony Lloyd conducted a review of British laws against terrorism; his report, Inquiry Into Legislation Against Terrorism, was issued in October 1996. He is a former member of the Court of Ecclesiastical Causes Reserved. In 2005 Lord Lloyd became Chairman of the Parliamentary Ecclesiastical Committee which examines draft measures presented to it by the Legislative Committee of the General Synod of the Church of England. On 27 March 2015, Tony Lloyd retired from the House of Lords.

My post ‘Feet In Chains’ details the ‘evidence’ dated 18 March 2008 that Dafydd originally submitted to Tony Lloyd in 2004 when Lloyd was seeking evidence re Gulf War syndrome. Dafydd used the same ‘evidence; again in 2008 for Parliament’s Welsh Affairs Committee re provision of treatment for PTSD and cross border (ie. England-Wales) issues. Dafydd’s evidence is obviously nonsense; no-one could physically be undertaking the number of clinics and other work with ‘Veterans Suffering From PTSD’ that Dafydd claimed to be.

When Dafydd first presented the fiction to Tony Lloyd in 2004, I was mid-way through my PhD. During my PhD I received an e mail from an emissary of Dafydd’s that contained confidential information about me that could only have been passed on to this student by Dafydd or Tony Francis. When Dafydd recycled his fictional account of his PTSD work in 2008, Merfyn’s wife was dying at the hands of Dafydd’s mates at the Walton Centre and Gordon and his lackeys in No 10 were in hot pursuit of Merfyn’s jugular.

After reading Tony Lloyd’s CV, I don’t think we need to waste time wondering whether he Knew About Dafydd and Gwynne or not. Here’s the Command:

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Feel free to leave a comment on the blog with any info re the death of my housemate Anne Vernon in April 1986 Lord L. Anne was a PhD student at UCNW when she was killed; Carlo was Chancellor of UCNW, you had served as Carlo’s AG and you were a High Court Judge as well. After Anne was killed by the Gang, her parents made a generous financial contribution to UCNW in her memory. In return, staff of UCNW told third parties that Anne and I were prostitutes. If we had been, there would have been far less trauma because I wouldn’t have been raising concerns about Gwynne and Dafydd.

See post ‘A Trail Of Blood’ for details of satellites of the Gang at Liverpool University who were party to the death and slander of Anne.

When appointed Lord of Appeal in Ordinary in 1993, Lloyd was raised to the Lords with the title Baron Lloyd of Berwick, of Ludlay in the County of East Sussex. Lloyd held the office of Deputy Lieutenant of East Sussex in 1983.

Here’s Gwynne’s mate (on the left of the photo) enjoying a drink with Sir John Birch, Director of AEGIS:

As a leading barrister, Tony Lloyd held several honorary posts at the Inner Temple: Bencher in 1976, Reader in 1998 and 1999 and Treasurer in 1999.

Obviously being a Lord, Gwynne’s mate Tony has a Coat of Arms:

Coat of arms of Tony Lloyd, Baron Lloyd of Berwick hide
Coronet
Coronet of a Baron
Crest
A Hedgehog Gules, spined Or, holding in the dexter paw an Ostrich Plume erect proper.
Escutcheon
Per fess Gules and Or, a Pale per fess and a Fess per fess, in chief an Escallop between two Hedgehogs, and in base a Hedgehog between two Escallops, all counter-changed.
Motto
NISI DOMINUS(Only the Lord)

In 1960, Tony Lloyd married Jane Helen Violet Shelford, the daughter of Cornelius William Shelford. Shelford’s son is William (“Bill”) Thomas Cornelius Shelford (aged 69) is a Deputy Lieutenant for East Sussex. Bill was the 2009/2010 High Sheriff of East Sussex. Bill Shelford was previously the Senior Partner of CMS Cameron McKenna and before that he was a specialist in Property Law. He is Chairman of Chailey Heritage School  and a Trustee of Chailey Heritage Foundation.

Shelford was educated at Eton and Christ Church, Oxford, where he studied Law. Shelford is married to Annette. An Annette Shelford works at the Natural History Museum in London, but she was born in 1971, so either Cornelius has married a much younger woman, or the Natural History Museum Annette is another family member.

In Dafydd’s evidence dated March 2008 originally submitted to Lord Tony Lloyd in 2004, Dafydd states that among the organisations referring patients to him for PTSD treatment was the organisation SSAFA Forces Help. Field Marshall Lord Edwin Brammall was/is the Vice-President of SSAFA Forces Help.

Lord Brammall was appointed ADC General to Brenda on 26 June 1979. He served as Chief of the General Staff (the Head of the British Army) 14 July 1979-82 and Chief of the Defence Staff (the Professional Head of the British Armed Forces), 1 Oct 1982-85.

Lord Brammall’s brother Sir Ernest Ashley Brammall was educated at Magdalen College, Oxford, where he became friendly with Grocer Heath, although Ashley supported the Labour Party and the Grocer was a Tory. They remained personally friendly throughout their lives. Ashley was admitted to Inner Temple in 1949. He was the Labour MP for Bexley, 1946-50; he lost the seat to the Grocer. Between 1959 and 1968 Ashley was a Westminster City Councillor; at the time, St George’s Hospital was located on Westminster City Council’s territory. The Councillors colluded with the ring being facilitated by St George’s. Sir Brian Warren, Grocer Heath’s personal physician and close friend was one of the Councillors who played a key role in facilitating organised abuse, as did Warren’s wife, gynaecologist Dame Josephine Barnes, a Top Doc at Charing Cross. See eg. ‘Uncle Harry’s Friends…’

Ashley Brammall also represented Bethnal Green on London County Council from 1961; Dafydd’s partner Gang was operating in the East End by then, assisted by politicians Elwyn Jones, Peter Shore and Ian Mikardo, as well as the London Hospital. See previous posts. Ashley remained as a Bethnal Green Councillor in 1964, when the LCC was replaced by the GLC.

Ashley Brammall served as Chair of ILEA, 1965-67; Leader of ILEA, 1970-81; and Chair of the GLC, 1982-83.

Throughout Ashley Brammall’s time in public life, he worked with organisations and people who were colluding with Dafydd and Gwynne’s Gang. The GLC and ILEA sent scores of children to children’s homes in north Wales, in spite of complaints of serious abuse.

See previous posts for more info on Ashley Brammall, ILEA etc.

 

Fatty minor left Aggreko in 2014.

Fatty minor was appointed OBE in the 2010 New Year Honours. That’s a bit of a booby prize Fatty minor, Michael Winner famously dismissed OBEs and MBEs as being the gongs that cleaning ladies pick up after decades of loyal service. OBEs and MBEs are the gongs of choice for the Westminster Paedophile Ring’s lackeys in Wales, as I have observed before on the blog. Dr D.G.E. Wood, Dr Peter Higson, Dr David Prichard, they all bagged one. Not the Ks for them. Savile and Cliff graduated onto a K after their initiation by OBE, but no, those toadies in Wales didn’t.

Even Prof Eric Sunderland didn’t pick up a K and Eric and Mrs S – not Lady S, just Mrs! – were most affronted. Mrs S observed to the wife of Ron Evans, the crooked Gwynedd County Council lawyer who Made The Ring Possible, that one really would have thought that after all that Eric had done…

You’re dead right there Mrs S, Eric relocated to UCNW from Durham University after the Gang BEGGED him to come and deal with the mess – which threatened to spiral out of control when I refused to withdraw my complaint about Gwynne and then Brown joined in as well – wrecked my career, people died, children were gang-raped, people went to prison after being fitted up for the most serious of offences, perjury and conspiracy took place on a truly impressive scale, yet Eric did not get a K!

My post ‘A Vampire At Glyndwr University!’ details a ‘memorandum’ submitted to Parliament’s Welsh Affairs Committee, that was prepared in March 2008 by ‘a group of retired people who have played a prominent role in the NHS and in public life in North Wales’ who maintain that ‘We are strictly non-political’. The memo is supposedly a contribution from the retired people to Parliamentary discussions on cross-border (ie. Wales-England) NHS services. The retired people express their outrage that patients from north Wales, in particular elective neurology/neurosurgery patients, should be referred to Swansea rather than the Walton Centre, Liverpool.

The name of every retired person who signed the memo is the name of a leading member of the Gang or a supporter of theirs in a High Place. When I wrote ‘A Vampire At Glyndwr University!’ I believed that the only name on the memo who wasn’t a member of the Gang was that of Prof Sunderland; I had not realised at the time that Eric was the most heavily camouflaged member of the Gang and was one of their most effective members…

The retired people were gnashing their teeth because Edwina Hart, the then Health Minister, had wanted neurosurgery patients from north Wales to be treated in Swansea. The Gang member who broke cover and openly led the campaign by the retired people was Dafydd’s mate Prof Robert Owen, the retired Prof of Surgery at Liverpool who had orchestrated the 1989 cover-up in the wake of my complaint about Dafydd et at (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE…’). Robert Owen was identical to Eric Sunderland in that he did a really good impersonation of being a true gent, intelligent, honest and wanting to sort that Gang out while being one of their biggest allies. See post ‘In Memoriam – Professor Robert Owen’.

At the time I had presumed that Edwina’s plan was because the Walton Centre had actively slaughtered Merfyn’s wife and that had caused a bit of embarrassment. Merfyn’s wife died at the end of 2007 or in 2008; I’m sorry that previous posts have provided both dates; as with the death of Brown’s dad, I have in some posts got the exact date of Nerys’s death wrong as a result of the mass of info that I’m correlating. However the core of the matter was that Nerys died in the care of Dafydd’s mates at the Walton Centre (the same group of Top Docs had ensured that the Labour MP for Bootle, Michael Carr, died on 20 July 1990 after he pissed the Gang’s mates off, as discussed in ‘News From Sicily’) and before Nerys died, the Gang were boasting of what they would be doing to ‘get rid of’ Merfyn once Nerys was dead. I naively presumed that Edwina decided that this had to be stopped so it would be Swansea for neurology patients from north Wales. The BMA and Gang went apeshit, led a Get Rid Of Edwina Campaign and were telling patients in north Wales to write to their MPs/MEPs to complain about Edwina and demand their right to be treated in the killing fields of the Walton Centre/Liverpool.

I later discovered that although the Top Docs of the Gang simply wanted to ensure that they could continue to order the execution of anyone who crossed their path, Edwina wasn’t concerned about that, Edwina was indeed trying to shore up support in her neck of the woods in the Swansea area…

As ever, there was no-one defending patients’ interests.

MR Eric Sunderland:

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Interested onlookers in north Wales, both supporters of and opponents of Eric, always wondered why Eric never received a K. I once quipped ‘Oh he must have really pissed off someone in a high place’ and this person, who had a wealth of knowledge but most people didn’t realise that, quietly said ‘Yes, he has’.

What could it have been? If Eric Sunderland ever quietly planted a bomb to destroy that Gang, please could someone let me know, because I cannot imagine what it was if he did. Eric was charm itself to me but he did me or other targets no favours at all, he was as far as I can see the most heavily camouflaged paedophiles’ friend in north Wales. I have been thinking about this a great deal in terms of Eric and his security service mates who were/are double dealing, in disguise and weaving webs of intrigue all over the place, but I can’t see why Eric pissed off anyone in high places.

Having said that, Eric gave Merfyn that Chair in History and Nerys was given her job as a research fellow and Hall Warden on Eric’s watch, that could have been quite enough to have blotted Eric’s copybook.

Anyway, at least Mrs S got that powder blue Porche she always wanted, even if she had to zoom around Beaumaris at the wheel as Mrs S not Lady S.

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Do you hold your loyal servants in Wales in contempt Ma’am? Show us you care Ma’am, let’s have a K for Dafydd before he dies! There is a precedent after all:

In November 2010 Fatty minor gave a speech at Holyrood in which he warned, “In the UK, we are already close to the rocks, because, over the next 8 years a third of our coal-fired capacity, two-thirds of our oil-fired capacity, and nearly three-quarters of our nuclear capacity will be closed down either through age or the impact of the European Large Combustion Plant Directive. Absent a massive and immediate programme of building new power stations, with concrete being poured in the next two years, we will be in serious danger of the lights going out.”

It happened on Friday afternoon Fatty minor, most of the UK experienced a total power outage and it caused havoc, even though the new Hinkley is under construction after so much bribery and corruption to ensure that it happened. See post ‘He Was Looking At Me In A Funny Way…’

Fatty minor married Camilla Dunne, daughter of Sir Thomas Dunne, in 1988. They have three children: Arthur (1990), Daisy (1992), and Jack (1994). Jack Soames has endured the embarrassment of serving as a Page of Honour.

 

Previous posts eg. ‘He Was Looking At I In A Funny Way…’ discussed the Liberal MP John Pardoe and his wider family. John Pardoe’s brother Robin farmed in the village in which I lived as a teenager and as young adults Brown and I spent some of our holidays working on Robin’s farm. After graduating from Sussex University, Robin’s daughter Rachel became a social worker and psychotherapist and has held senior roles at the Tavistock and in the mental health services in Gwent and the Bristol area.

John Pardoe his seat in 1979, partly it was thought due to his unfailing support for Mr Thrope, even after Mr Thrope had been charged with conspiracy and incitement to kill. John Pardoe went back a long way with Mr Thrope. Pardoe was elected as the Liberal MP for North Cornwall in 1966-79; served as President of the Liberal Party, 1971-72 , as the Liberal Party Spokesman for the Treasury, 1970-79 and was Deputy Leader under Leader David Steel, 1976-79. Steel didn’t just know about Cyril Smith, he knew about Dafydd and Gwynne as well. Steel has always been given credit for his part in the 1967 Abortion Act yet he knew that even years after the Act was passed, all Top Docs in north Wales conspired to deny woman/girls NHS terminations under all circumstances, forcing them into the hands of the private abortionist in Chester – who was known to have put lives at risk – or into the hands of Dafydd, who admitted them to Denbigh in order to ‘assess’ them, after which they’d be denied an abortion anyway. See ‘The BMA And It’s Ethics’ and ‘It’s Bachman Turner Overdrive – Not Arf’.

The situation in north Wales until approx. 1990 meant that no-one on mainland Britain was in any position to level criticism at Ireland or N Ireland…

Not only did the boy David keep absolutely schtum while continuing to remind everyone of his leading role in the 1967 Abortion Act, but he then got into bed with Dr Death, a personal friend of the Gang and who had as a junior Doc at Tommy’s, before he was elected as the Labour MP for Plymouth Sutton in 1966, assisted in the dangerous experiments on psych patients – which killed some of them – carried out by the Dafydd of London, William Sargant. See post ‘Dr Death’.

Dr Death knew about the Westminster Paedophile Ring when he was a med student/junior doc; Tommy’s is the hospital nearest to Parliament, there has always been a very warm relationship between the two institutions and much shagging of Tommy’s staff by Westminster and Whitehall figures. Tommy’s med students have traditionally been drawn from seriously posh – often titled – families and the consultants tend to be those with Harley Street clinics. Tommy’s has the best dirt on those in High Places. Dr Death was a Vauxhall Councillor before he became an MP; he’ll have known about the ring that was facilitated by all those south London Councillors.

After Jim Callaghan, as Home Secretary, did all that he could to assist George Thomas’s friend Leo Abse in Abse’s plans to rewrite the legislation re kids in care (see post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’), once Abse had everything in place and Labour returned to power when the Grocer lost the 1974 General Election, it was Dr Death who used his Private Members Bill to get the Children Act 1975 through Parliament. At every stage, that Act had been designed by politicians involved in organised abuse and the ‘experts’ that were Dafydd and Gwynne’s mates. The result was hundreds and hundreds of kids being handed over to Dafydd’s Gang in north Wales or the linked rings in Islington, Leicester, Yorkshire, the North East, Lambeth etc…

Before qualifying as a Top Doc at Tommy’s, Dr Death studied at Sidney Sussex College, Cambridge. Merfyn’s old foe Lord Asa Briggs of Using His Role In The Security Services To Conceal The Gang’s Crimes was a graduate of Sidney Sussex College. Asa was made an Honorary Fellow of Sidney Sussex College in 1968. Dr Death became an Honorary Fellow of Sidney Sussex College in 1977. Jim Callaghan was Home Secretary, 1967-70.

Merfyn pissed off Asa Briggs by staging that anti-Vietnam protest in 1968 when he was an undergrad at Sussex University when Asa – a friend of Harold Wilson’s who supported the Vietnam War – was VC of Sussex. Dr Death was a close friend of Peter Jay, who was married to Jim Callaghan’s daughter Margaret until they divorced in 1986. It was Dr Death who used his influence as Sunny Jim’s Foreign Secretary to bag Peter Jay the job of Ambassador to the US. Margaret Jay didn’t even have her affair with Carl Bernstein (who helped expose Watergate) until 1979, so Jim’s daughter was on excellent terms with Dr Death’s bestest friend when Jim was doing all that he could to ensure that a good supply of kids for trafficking purposes would be sent in the direction of Gwynne and Dafydd; while that was happening, Asa swore a terrible lifelong revenge on Merfyn for throwing red paint over the visiting US diplomat… See post ‘Anthem For Doomed Youth’.

For further gen on Dr Death’s puppet David Steel, see post ‘Man Of Steel’.

John Pardoe was succeeded in his seat by the Tory Sir Gerrard Anthony Neale (25 June 1941-28 October 2015). Neale was educated at Bedford School  an institution that has educated numerous people who subsequently worked for the British security services, including Paddy Pantsdown and Geraint Morgan QC, the MP for Denbigh, 1959-83, who embarked upon a career in politics in north Wales for no other reason than to protect Dafydd and Gwynne. See post ‘Cymro 007’.

It was at Bedford School that Neale claimed that he decided to become an MP. He stood as a local Conservative candidate for the newly created Council of Milton Keynes and became one of the new city’s first Councillors.

Neale left local politics shortly before the 1979 General Election to stand against John Pardoe in North Cornwall. Neale will have known that his chances of beating Pardoe were high. So I presume that in the way in which Paddy Pantsdown was despatched to the West Country by the security services in the wake of Mr Thrope’s activities but did nothing to stop the organised abuse and criminality, Gerrard Neale was sent on exactly the same mission.

Mr Thrope has blown the gaffe, let’s get down there and keep the lid on it all. On Brenda’s Secret Service.

Gerrard Neale picked up his K in 1990 as part of Thatch’s Resignation Honours. Neale held the seat until 1992, when he himself lost to the Lib Dem Paul Tyler.

Neale returned to his former career as a solicitor, but was struck off by the Law Society of England and Wales in 2002 after admitting allegations of involvement in fraudulent banking transactions. My posts about Will Edwards, the solicitor, Labour MP and ‘colourful character’ who represented the constituency containing the Welsh Bloomsbury Set, 1966-74, who was struck off in 1987 for doing things that he should not with clients’ money mention that at the time it seems every lawyer in north Wales was Of The Gang and thus Will must have been struck off for reasons of pissing the Gang off.

I have been told that Will’s career as a solicitor was ended because of something to do with my case.

I don’t know if the lawyers in the West Country were as bad as those in north Wales, but a previous post mentioned that I know that in the 1980s there was a solicitor in Pardoes in Bridgwater – Pardoes was quite a big family firm of solicitors in Bridgwater and Taunton – who was forging other people’s signatures on legal documents. I don’t know which solicitor in the practice it was.

Gerrard Neale was struck off in 2002, the year that the Gang put efforts once more into en masse bribery, corruption and perjury in an attempt to have me imprisoned and as part of the spin off, the manslaughter trial of someone who lived near Bridgwater was halted by Dame Heather Hallett and she ordered the jury to acquit… Heather Hallett shorty afterwards became a Lord Justice of Appeal. So I wonder why Gerrard was sacrificed?

Here’s the BBC’s account:

uesday, 8 October, 2002, 16:27 GMT 17:27 UK

Former MP admits bank fraud

Signed document

Neale signed documents which were “particularly unusual”

A former Cornish MP and solicitor has been struck off the Roll of Solicitors for dishonesty.Sir Gerrard Neale, who represented North Cornwall until 1992, admitted allegations of fraudulent banking at the Solicitors Disciplinary Tribunal in London.

He was struck off the roll and ordered to pay just under £7,500 in costs.

The tribunal heard the events he was involved with had “born all the hallmarks of a fraud”.

‘Unusual paperwork’

Neale, a former Minister of State for Trade, was acting as a consultant to a solicitors’ firm.

He became involved in what the tribunal was told were “dubious” banking transactions.

It was claimed he was paid for his work by the firm, but was also allowed to keep 80% of all fees generated.

The tribunal heard Neale signed documents which he should have known were “particularly unusual”.

Bankers drafts

The paperwork included details of foreign banks that might or might not exist and no checks were made.

Neale admitted five allegations relating to banking fraud.

The allegations included authorising bankers drafts without authority and failing to protect money held on behalf of clients.


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Oh well poor old Gerrard’s knackers suffered while those of that solicitor in Pardoes in Bridgy didn’t.

In retirement Sir Gerrard lived in Ealing and wrote a novel: Squaring Circles (2011, Pearl Press). He also wrote songs. He died from cancer on 28 October 2015 at the age of 74.

After his death, Sir Gerrard’s family asked for donations to the Royal Marsden Hospital. Not so much a case of There’s one born every minute, as there’s one who dies every minute who’s relatives known realise what the Top Docs have been up to.

Sir Gerrard’s successor as MP for North Cornwall was the Lib Dem Paul Archer Tyler, Baron Tyler, (born 29 October 1941). He was educated at Sherborne School (as was John Pardoe) and Exeter College, Oxford.

In 1964 Tyler was elected Britain’s youngest County Councillor, and re-elected in 1967. He was Vice-Chairman of the Dartmoor National Park Committee and a member of the Devon and Cornwall Police Authority.

John Alderson was the Chief Constable of Devon and Cornwall, Nov 1973-May 1982 and was in receipt of all the good PR re community policing while havoc reigned as a result of Mr Thrope. Alderson wasn’t your plebeian plod, he was a barrister. A member of Middle Temple, like Ronnie Waterhouse; Alderson joined Middle Temple in 1956; Ronnie became a member in 1952. Greville Janner joined middle Temple in 1954.

Alderson grew up in Yorkshire, joined the West Riding Constabulary, attended the National Police College in 1954 and was promoted to Inspector in 1955 and Superintendent in 1960. In 1956 Alderson was a British Memorial Foundation Fellow in Australia. He attended the Senior Command Course at the Police College in 1963–1964 and was then appointed Deputy Chief Constable of Dorset.

Lucille’s side-kick social worker Rob Evans who worked as a senior manager for Gwynedd Social Services and presided over first the abuse of children and then the abuse of Empowered Service Users, was educated at Leicester University and subsequently landed a job as a Team Leader in Dorset before Rob came into his own at Gwynedd… See post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’

In 1966, John Alderson transferred to the Met in London as Deputy Commander(Administration and Operations) and in 1967 became second-in-command of No.3 District (North-East London). In 1968 he became  Deputy Assistant Commissioner (Training) and in 1970 was seconded as Commandant of the National Police College. In 1973 Alderson returned to London as Assistant Commissioner “D” (Personnel and Training)  but remained in the post less than a year before being appointed  Chief Constable of Devon. At a time most convenient to Mr Thrope.

John Alderson became a Fellow Commoner of Corpus Christi College, Cambridge and a fellow of the Cambridge Institute of Criminology in 1982 and was also Gwilym Gibbon Research Fellow at Nuffield College, Oxford, 1982-83. Alderson was Visiting Professor of Police Studies at the Strathclyde University, 1983-89 and a research fellow at the Institute of Police and Criminological Studies at Portsmouth University, 1994-2000. Alderson returned to Australia in 1987 as Australian Commonwealth Fellow with the Australian Government.

Alderson served as a consultant on human rights to the Council of Europe from 1981 and was a member of the BBC General Advisory Council, 1971-78. He served on the Committee of the Royal Humane Society from 1973 to 1981 and was President of the Royal Life-Saving Society from 1974 to 1978.

Alderson was a member of the Liberal Party and stood for election in 1983 in a Devon constituency.

See previous posts for further details of John Alderson.

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Tyler’s first Parliamentary candidacy was for Totnes at the 1966 General Election; Tyler first tried to get into the House as a Liberal when Mr Thrope was the Great Liberal Hope. Mr Thrope’s Ugandan discussions were known about in politics at the time, but everyone united in the face of Norman Scott’s allegations in one massive How Very Dare You. When Norman had a nervous breakdown, Mr Thrope kindly sent him in the direction of St George’s psychiatrist Desmond Curran, a specialist in Sexual Perversion. In terms of St George’s psychiatrists, Curran was the Founding Father of the sex abuse ring run from that institution. See previous posts.

Professor Desmond Pond was the ‘community psychiatrist’ who worked at the Maudsley when Bob Hobson and Dafydd attended the party. Pond was the first Prof of Psychiatry to be appointed at the London Hospital in 1966 as the ring at the London Hospital was expanding and organising. Pond pioneered reassuring disadvantaged East Enders that they could not look after their own kids as well as Dafydd’s Gang could. Pond retired to Torquay, Devon. See previous posts.

At the 1970 General Election,Tyler stood as the Liberal candidate in the Bodmin constituency, defending the seat held by the outgoing Liberal MP Peter Bessell. Tyler lost to the Tory candidate Robert Hicks.

Peter Bessell was Mr Thrope’s friend who testified that for years he passed on money to Norman from Mr Thrope because Mr Thrope’s activities had left Norman nearly destitute, that Mr Thrope had previously discussed the various ways in which Norman could be murdered and that killing Norman would simply be the equivalent of putting down a ‘sick dog’. The famously bent judge who presided over Mr Thrope’s trial, Joseph Cantley?? explained Peter Bessell’s evidence away just as he explained away the testimony of Andrew Newton that he had been paid £20k to kill Norman.

In the words of Peter Cook, Andrew Newton ‘the so-called hitman who couldn’t even carry out a simple murder plot without cocking the whole thing up’.

As Huw Daniel, John Roch, John Kay, Malcolm Pill, Ronnie Waterhouse and Heather Hallett would no doubt agree.

But that is entirely a matter for you.

What about Dafydd’s Private Life? That is not for us to pry…

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At the Feb 1974 General Election, Tyler defeated Hicks by a majority of only nine votes. At the Oct 1974 General Election, Tyler increased his vote, but not sufficiently to withstand the swing and Hicks regained the seat with a majority of 665. Tyler stood again at the 1979 General Election, but Hicks was re-elected with a large majority.

Tyler contested the 1982 Beaconsfield by-election increasing the Alliance vote – Tyler et al had got together with Dr Death by then – and pushing the Labour candidate, MIRANDA, into third place.

So Miranda, what drew you to seats with histories of incumbents who were such good friends of Dafydd and Gwynne?

Tyler did not contest the General Elections in 1983 and 1987, but was David Steel‘s campaign organiser in 1983, and was subsequently elected Chairman of the Liberal Party 1983-86.

Tyler was appointed a CBE in Brenda’s 1985 Birthday Honours. By which time Brenda’s son Carlo had declared war on me, Brown and other friends of ours.

Tyler was Campaign Adviser to Steel, a member of the Alliance Planning Group 1986-87 and a member of the Campaign Team led by John Pardoe in the 1987 General Election. Although Pardoe left Parliament in 1979, he was the campaign manager for the SDP-Liberal Alliance in the 1987 General Election. When the Gang were in the middle of the Cunning Plan to imprison me.

They all hated Thatch you know, really hated her… They’d have done anything to get rid of her.

That’s why so many of them including I am told John Pardoe and/or Tyler met Tony Francis to discuss the problem that was me…

Thatch and John Biffen must have been rolling in the aisles after they’d downed all the Bollinger.

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Thanks Tony, Dafydd and the late Gwynne, we owe you one!!

Thanks Windbag, Wigley, Pardoe, Tyler, we can’t believe how bloody stupid you are…

The Digger will be forever grateful Dafydd Iwan…

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Raise a glass to the total shite who made it all so easy!

And to the MD who took over that job:

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Yma O Hyd!

Tyler was the Liberal Democrat candidate for Cornwall and Plymouth in the 1989 European Parliament election.

After an 18-year absence, Tyler returned to Parliament at the 1992 General Election when he was elected as the Lib Dem MP for North Cornwall. Tyler was a member of the Liberal Democrats’  Shadow Cabinet until he retired from the Commons at the May 2005 General Election. Dan Rogerson was selected by the local Liberal Democrats to succeed the old faithful Tyler, and held the seat.

Tyler was appointed Liberal Democrat Spokesman on Rural Affairs, Agriculture and Transport following his election 1992. In 1994/95 he also piloted a review of Transport policy. Tyler gained the Country Life Parliamentarian of the Year Award for his persistent and effective challenging of Agriculture Ministers during the BSE crisis. With regard to which Dafydd’s mate the then Chief Medical Officer Sir Donald Acheson lied to the public re the degree of risk from infected material. See previous posts.

After the 1997 election Tyler was elected Chief Whip by the Liberal Democrat Parliamentary Party. He served on the Modernisation Select Committee. As the Foot and Mouth epidemic devastated livestock areas, Party Leader Charles Kennedy appointed Tyler to co-ordinate the response and work with farming and other organisations, to seek more effective Gov’t action.

Presumably Tyler was just one of the many MPs who lied about the very serious drink problem that Charlie Kennedy had developed rather than offering him support. Charlie Kennedy died as everyone remained in denial. See previous posts. I should do a bit of digging as to why the Help from the Top Docs was so ineffective re Charlie as well…

After the 2001 election Tyler was appointed to shadow Robin Cook, Leader of the House of Commons, with particular responsibility for the reform of Parliament. He led for the Party on both the modernisation of the Commons and the reform of the Lords to create a democratic and representative Second Chamber.

That’s gone brilliantly hasn’t it.

Did Tyler notice that Robin Cook dropped dead when mountain walking ‘from a heart attack’, heart attacks wiping out John Smith and Derek Fatchett as well in a fairly limited time span? Robin who had been married to haematologist Mrs Margaret Cook, who knew about the infected lethal blood products that were given to NHS patients for years but said nothing, who knew about Dafydd, Gwynne, organised abuse etc but said nothing, who’s knowledge of these matters were used by Robin and the Labour Party until Robin left Mrs Cook for his secretary Gaynor and then Mrs Cook got nasty. The general public just had a good laugh at Mrs Cook’s rude book about Robin and her tabloid columns, but Mrs Cook lent her fury to the BMA and they used it every effectively when they asked Miranda for lots and lots more money in return for less work.

Miranda never forgot… Indeed, he felt the steel-capped boot of history in his groin.

Mrs Cook was originally Margaret Katherine Whitmore from Somerset! She met Robin at Edinburgh University. They married on 15 September 1969 at St Alban’s Church, Westbury Park, Bristol and had two sons.

D.G.E. Wood was from Bristol, where his dad was a Top Doc. Wood went to Bristol Medical School and qualified from there in about 1969.

They’d have done anything to get rid of Thatch, anything.

Thanks everyone, Dafydd and Wood are still free men! We owe you one… Bottoms Up.

On 13 May 2005 it was announced that Paul Tyler would be created a life peer and on 15 June 2005 he was created Baron Tyler. The announcement came as I was finishing that PhD that so many people had tried so hard to put an end to.

Tyler was appointed a Deputy Lieutenant of Cornwall in February 2006. In March 2014, he was sworn of the Privy Council.

Tyler Chaired the Liberal Democrats’ “Better Governance” policy group 2006–07 and piloted its report, “For the people, by the people”, through the Liberal Democrat Conference of September 2007. His Constitutional Renewal Bill was introduced in the House of Lords in 2009.

Tyler is currently co-chair of the Liberal Democrat Parliamentary Party Committee on Constitutional and Political Reform. In the present Parliament he has worked with allies in all Parties and in both Houses, to advance the cause of constitutional reform.

Tyler convened a cross-party group from within the Joint Committee on the Draft House of Lords Reform Bill to secure majority support for positive recommendations in favour of progress with reform. With colleagues from other parties, Tyler has contributed extensively to media coverage of this issue. He co-authored a pamphlet “Lords Reform – A Guide for MPs” with other pro-reform parliamentarians, before the Bill received a large majority at second reading in the House of Commons.

In 2006 Lord Tyler called on Planning Minister, Yvette Cooper to honour the pledges and position of her predecessor, Keith Hill, to keep the Cornish Saint Piran’s Flag flying across the Cornwall. When he was MP for North Cornwall, Tyler led a successful campaign, backed by the local media, to gain reassurances from the Planning Minister that rules which prevent the St Piran’s flag flying without permission could be ignored by local Councils.

Never mind that the CEO of one of Cornwall’s NHS Trusts was sacked by the Regional Director of the NHS South West because he raised concerns about patient safety in the NHS, keep the Saint Piran’s Flag Flying!

In 2007 Lord Tyler confirmed his support for a Cornish Assembly when he was interviewed by the BBC regarding proposals for a Constitutional Convention.

Keep The Flag Flying Lord T, with a little help from your friends!

Oh how did all those NHS patients die after receiving blood products infected with Hepatitis and HIV??

Ask Dr Death, he was Health Minister when the first batches of infected blood were purchased. Then Lord Simon Glenarthur made it so much worse when he was Thatch’s Minister of Health in the Dept of Health with Ken Clarke. Simon Glenarthur was for years a Director of the MDU. See previous posts. Among his numerous Forces roles and company directorships related to Military or Security businesses, Simon has been a Governor of the Nuffield Hospitals since 2000. Since 2010, Lord Glenarthur has been Governor and a Trustee of King Edward VII’s Hospital Sister Agnes.

Simon Mark Arthur, 4th Baron Glenarthur, (born 7 October 1944), succeeded to his father’s titles in 1976. He is one of the 90 hereditary peers elected to remain in the Lords after the House of Lords Act 1999 and sits as a Tory.

Glenarthur has been married to Susan Barry, a great-granddaughter of the Earl of Dunmore and a great-great-granddaughter of the Earl of Leicester, since 1969; they have one son, Edward Alexander Arthur, and one daughter.

Simon with his hair out of control:

 

Between 1992 and 2005, Lord Tyler was Chair of the All-Party Parliamentary Group on Organophosphates (OPs), and campaigned about their adverse effects on farmers, pilots and cabin crew and Gulf War veterans.

OK Lord Tony Lloyd, Dafydd’s popping over to Parliament to provide Expert Evidence later on tomorrow.

Lord Tyler, being a principled man, also led a campaign to uncover the truth behind the Lowermoor Water Poisoning incident, and the ensuing cover-up, which occurred shortly before the Conservative Party privatised the water industry.

In 2004, Tyler started a campaign to stop Gov’t departments and agencies making citizens access their services via high-rate “0870” phone numbers. He exposed the Driver & Vehicle Licensing Agency for raking in over £1m a year in “revenue sharing” arrangements with telephone companies, where callers paid over the odds while waiting to book driving tests and sort out tax discs. The campaign culminated in the creation of “03” low-rate numbers, especially for public services.

Experience working with the Royal Institute of British Architects (1966–73) and SHELTER (1975–76) has given Tyler a special interest in housing and planning policy. He was MD of the Cornwall Courier local newspaper group, 1976–81, a frequent contributor to a wide range of media and presenter of BBC South West TV “Discovery” series in 1978. He was a Senior Consultant responsible for political and public issue assignments at Good Relations 1982–92 (for, amongst others, the Countryside Commission, European Year of the Environment and Rural Development Commission).

In 2014, Lord Tyler published Who Decides? Combining insightful analysis with a series of stories about his time representing Cornwall, the book draws on the work of former Gov’t Chief Psychologist Edgar Anstey.

Lord Tyler, who has been around since Gwynne was lobotomising Bertrand Russell’s targets:

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Luisa Porritt made her debut on ‘Any Questions’ last week. Surely Luisa must be Jonathan Porritt’s daughter?? Luisa’s wiki entry tells us that Luisa Manon Porritt (born 23 May 1987) has been a Lib Dem MEP for London since 2019. Luisa Porritt graduated in history from the Royal Holloway, University of London in 2008.  –

In 2007-08, Brown and I were working with two social work whistleblowers who worked at the Royal Holloway. The principal whistleblower em