I Predict A Riot

I mentioned in a comment which followed my post ‘Tan yn Llyn’ that Simon Thomas, who was Plaid AM for Mid and West Wales, 2011-18 and the Plaid MP for Ceredigion, 2000-05, has been charged with making indecent images of children (ie. downloading child porn). Thomas is due to appear in court in October.

Then three days ago a brief piece appeared on BBC News Wales Online stating that Mark Drakeford’s 31 year old son had been convicted of rape. Brown saw a report which stated that he had also been charged with child grooming and assault. Mark Drakeford is currently running for the leadership of Welsh Labour/Carwyn’s successor as FM. Drakeford has the backing of most Labour AMs in his quest to succeed Carwyn.

Presumably those Labour MPs backing Drakeford knew that his son was on trial for rape.

Drakeford believes that he is a feminist, has spent his entire career banging on about empowering wimmin and vulnerable people and is a big mate of Jane Hutt and Julie Morgan, who have also spent decades banging on about empowering wimmin and vulnerable people.

Hutt, Julie Morgan and Drakeford are all former social workers. Julie Morgan and Drakeford worked as social workers for Councils who had a problem with the kids in their care being abused by organised gangs. Morgan was the Assistant Director of Barnardo’s when Barnardo’s staff were involved with child abuse, including in north Wales.

Drakeford was a social worker for Dyfed County Council, when it hosted a paedophile gang with links to the gang in north Wales. Drakeford then worked as a social worker in Cardiff, including as a team leader for a Barnardo’s project, lectured at Swansea and Cardiff Universities and was Professor of Social Policy and Applied Social Sciences at Cardiff University, 2003-13. Cardiff University concealed the abuse of children and vulnerable people for decades, including the crimes of Dafydd’s gang in north Wales.

Drakeford was Rhodri Morgan’s Spad when Rhodri became FM. Drakeford succeeded Rhodri as the AM for Cardiff West in 2011 when the Ale Twat stepped down.

Drakeford was Wales’s Health Minister, 2013-16. I have previously blogged about Drakeford ignoring correspondence from me regarding research fraud and abuses in the NHS in north Wales and of course the Tawel Fan Scandal exploded on Drakeford’s watch as well (see previous posts). Other shameful incidents in Wales’s NHS occurred when Drakeford was Health Minister as well.

Brecon War Memorial Hospital was embroiled in scandal after whistleblowers alleged that an elderly stroke victim was slapped in bed by a carer and visiting families were forced to bring in food to keep their starving relatives alive. It was alleged that falsification of notes at the hospital was ‘routine practice’, that staff were drunk on duty, that Angels were put to bed because they were drunk and then woken up before the day staff arrived. A convicted sex-offender was working as a care assistant.

At Ysbyty Cwm Cynon in Mountain Ash, 10 hospital workers were suspended following the death of an elderly woman who was found with ‘unexplained and serious injuries’ on a ward.

One nurse blew the whistle on the neglect and abuse of patients at the Princess of Wales Hospital, Bridgend, yet even following her concerns, Lillian Williams, 82, died after a catalogue of neglect as the hospital. In total, two deaths at the Princess of Wales hospital occurred after a review recommended changes in practices which should have ensured patient safety’. Meanwhile, Angels in Bridgend were investigated by police for allegedly drugging elderly and difficult patients to enjoy a quiet night shift.

These were just some of the cases which received media attention. I knew for a fact that while Drakeford was Health Minister, neglect, abuse and serious misconduct were endemic throughout Wales’s NHS and was ignored and/or concealed by Drakeford.

Drakeford was Health Minister when I was unlawfully detained at Wrexham Maelor Hospital after being violently assaulted by a barrister’s daughter, in front of witnesses, in Machynlleth. The assault was never investigated – although I had visible injuries – because I was er, unlawfully detained by a Top Doctor and social workers when I went to the police to report it. After I had been at Wrexham Maelor for 24 hours or so, I was told by the ward manager that because the appropriate paperwork had not been signed at the police station in Aberystwyth, I had been detained unlawfully and I was therefore free to leave. So I did.

Wrexham Maelor immediately reported me ‘missing’, placed adverts in the press along with my mugshot and I was subsequently apprehended by a mental health team in Cumbria, where I was on a walking holiday. They were good enough to compile a report which they sent to Wrexham Maelor stating that I was not an escaped nutter but a woman on a walking holiday. Further newspaper reports appeared in north Wales, placed by Wrexham Maelor, demanding that the escaped nutter that was me should be apprehended. Which I was – when I was in Scotland, continuing my holiday. I was sectioned – again unlawfully – detained in the appallingly abusive Parkhead Hospital in the east end of Glasgow and after many weeks, was transferred to Wrexham Maelor. Where it was yet more months before I was released. Drakeford knew about all of this, because I and friends constantly made representation about what was happening and the laws which were being broken.

The reason that was given by the Top Doctors at Parkhead and then Wrexham Maelor for me being ‘seriously mentally ill’ was that I continually alleged that there had been a paedophile gang operating in north Wales who had targeted me and that there was serious abuse and neglect of patients in the NHS in north Wales. I was sitting in Parkhead Hospital when the BBC reported that John Allen and other members of the North Wales/Cheshire paedophile gang had just been convicted and jailed. A Top Doctor was sitting next to me, in front of the TV, when that was broadcast. I asked her to listen to what was being reported. I was ignored and told that I would be transferred to Wrexham ‘where they know all about you’. I had been sitting in the locked ward at Wrexham Maelor for some two or three weeks when the BBC reported that Tawel Fan Ward at Ysbyty Glan Clwyd had been suddenly closed and the police had been called in to investigate allegations of serious patient abuse. I was still not released… The full story can be read in earlier posts on this blog.

No complaint of mine about this whole bloody nightmare – which lasted over a year, on Drakeford’s watch – was ever investigated.

Drakeford cannot use the excuse that he inherited a mess from previous Health Ministers, although he did inherit a mess in so far that they too simply ignored complaints and concealed criminality. Drakeford has no excuses because Drakeford was Rhodri Morgan’s key adviser on health and social services throughout the Ale Twat’s whole time as FM.

Drakeford is a man most concerned with the Poor and who wishes to Empower Service Users. Which is why, when Drakeford became Health Minister, the BMA issued a statement ‘welcoming’ his appointment. They probably held a champagne breakfast to celebrate, the ultimate paedpophiles’ friend was in post and lined up to fulfil his long held ambition of becoming PM.

Drakeford supports, and has received support, from Jeremy Corbyn. Like Drakeford, Jeremy has spent an entire life maintaining that he is of the left, while ignoring a vicious trafficking gang under his nose at Islington. That gang was linked to the gangs in Wales with whom Drakeford worked and subsequently concealed.

I have enjoyed some of Drakeford’s academic publications and have cited them in my own work. But while publishing about the damage that neoliberalism has wreaked upon the UK and opposing policies such as PFI hospitals which have indeed caused havoc in the NHS, Drakeford, in his capacity as a political adviser and then a politician, systematically colluded with serious organised crime within the welfare services, ignored patient harm and joined forces with some of the most highly paid people in Wales to do this. While he did this, Wales heard nothing but praise from him for the patient-batterers and paedophiles with whom he was colluding.

The Welsh Assembly is stuffed to the rafters with people who either worked or colluded with the trafficking gangs which operated across Wales in the 1970s, 80s and 90s. If there are many more convictions, I suggest that someone takes a leaf out of the book of Peru, where there are now calls to dissolve the Parliament as a result of the endemic, entrenched corruption prevailing.

 

Rhodri Morgan, Drakeford’s buddy and patron, was AM for Cardiff West, 1999-11. He was Leader of Welsh Labour and FM, 2000-09, after another paedophiles’ friend, Alun Michael, resigned (see post ‘News From Sicily’). Alun Michael scuttled off just as the Waterhouse Report was published. Alun Michael was famously imposed upon Wales by Blair. No-one wanted Michael, but Miranda decided that Wales was going to bloody well have him anyway. Once the necessary was done, Michael resigned, getting the hell out of there before the aftermath…

So Wales then got Rhodri, every bit as much of a paedophiles’ friend as Alun Michael, but an Ale Drinking Twat of a paedophiles’ friend who had not aligned himself with New Labour and was known to be disliked by Miranda, which served Rhodri very well in Wales because Wales never embraced Miranda and the Third Way.

However, no matter how much guff was spouted by Rhodri and Drakeford about the ‘clear red water’ between Cardiff Bay and Miranda’s bunch in Westminster, Miranda et al continued to give the orders and because those in the Welsh Assembly were concealing the same criminal activity as Miranda was, they did what Miranda told them, because Miranda was bigger and more powerful than them. Miranda, in turn, did what the likes of Dubya told him.

‘Yo, Blair, what are you doing?’

‘Whatever you are telling me to.’

 

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As Tony Benn quipped, you must not commit murder unless George Bush tells you to do so. I enjoyed hearing that, but Tony Benn was someone else who ignored serious organised crime in the NHS/social services, even when I wrote and told him about it (see post ‘No Cuts’).

 

Rhodri had a long and glorious political history which stretched back many years before he became an AM, back into the Dark Ages when as young men he and the Windbag shared a house. It actually stretched back to Rhodri’s childhood, Rhodri coming from a rather more privileged background than his image suggested. See previous posts…

Rhodri was an MP long before he was an AM, he served as the MP for Cardiff West, 1987-01. Rhodri succeeded the Tory Stefan Terlezki, who also knew about the trafficking gangs and was elected in 1983. The previous MP for Cardiff West had been the serial child molester, friend of Thatch, Harold Wilson and the Royal Family, as well as leading light in the Methodist Church, George Thomas, who had held the seat since 1945. George Thomas’s offending was widely known to Parliament, the police and the legal and medical establishment. See post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’. The Top Doctors loved George Thomas because in return for them keeping their mouths shut and treating his STIs, George Thomas ensured that they received the millions necessary to build the flagship University Hospital/Medical School at the Heath in Cardiff by raiding the NHS budget and starving the rest of the NHS in Wales of cash (see post ‘The Great Stink’) and Thomas enthusiastically supported medical charidees.

Dr Elinor Kapp, a child psychiatrist from Gwent, was a leading light in the George Thomas Trust from its foundation. The George Thomas Trust now calls itself the City Hospice, no-one wishing to bear George Thomas’s name now that his offending has been made public. Elinor Kapp was married to Kenneth Rawnsley, the Professor of Psychological Medicine at Cardiff. Rawnsley and I am sure, Elinor Kapp as well, provided a huge umbrella for Dafydd and Gwynne for many, many years (see post ‘The Discovery Of A Whole New Galaxy…’). It was Rawnsley who was responsible for ‘inspecting and maintaining standards’ in psychiatric services across the whole of Wales. Rawnsley knew about the Dafydd’s Denbigh Dungeon full of illegally imprisoned victims of the trafficking gang and the lobotomies which were going on up there, even after it was stated that they had stopped.

The daughter of ‘Davey Crockett’, an Angel who was one of Dafydd’s key henchmen at Denbigh, became a social worker and worked as a senior social worker in the Office of the Children’s Commissioner for Wales, a post which was established as a result of Sir Ronald Waterhouse’s recommendations to ensure that It Never Happened Again. Every Children’s Commissioner for Wales has been a senior social worker who worked alongside abusers and remained silent when they did so. Mark Drakeford loves the Children’s Commissioners, he’s been mates with all of them and the current Commissioner, Professor Sally Holland, was one of his colleagues at Cardiff University. For more information about the farce which has been the Children’s Commissioner for Wales, see post ‘Yet More Inglorious Bastards’.

Dr Tony Francis, Dafydd’s colleague who was fully on board with the trafficking gang, trained as a Top Doctor at Cardiff, where he knew the Windbag and then worked as a psychiatrist under Rawnsley et al (see post ‘Ian Brockington’s Mischief’). Francis knew about George Thomas years before Thomas’s status as a serial child sex offender became public knowledge.

Previous posts (‘Workers’ Play Time’ and ‘Security, Security’) described how Tony Francis, Dafydd and the gang, in collaboration with Risley Remand Centre and the Mental Health Act Commission, drew up an elaborate plan to have me framed and imprisoned for a serious crime in the weeks before the General Election of 1987. The plan was supposed to culminate in my arrest days after Rhodri was elected, but things went pear shaped as a result of nursing officer Jeff Crowther and Sergeant Morgan in Bangor Police Station refusing to tell the lies which were required of them (see eg. posts ‘You Know I’m No Good…’).

I have described how the Top Doctors and the politicians who were colluding with them were at fever pitch in 1987, because the net seemed to be closing in on the gangs all across the UK. The distress flare was sent up in Dec 1986, when Professor Oliver Brooke, the Prof of Paediatrics at St George’s Hospital Medical School, was imprisoned for the possession of child porn. Tony Francis had assisted Dafydd with having me unlawfully arrested and imprisoned in Denbigh some two or three days before Ollie pleaded guilty. The Great British Establishment came to everyone’s rescue in May 1987 – days before the General Election – when Lord Chief Justice Geoffrey Lane released Ollie on appeal, after declaring that the poor Top Doc had suffered enough and that his collection of kiddie porn was the equivalent of a collection of cigarette cards. See previous posts. Ollie was a key figure in a pan-European trafficking gang, of which the gangs across the UK were a part of.

Tony Francis’s desperation to have me declared dangerous and banged up had begun escalating out of all proportion during 1986, as described in previous posts. He was of course livid that I was complaining about what was going on in north Wales, but he will have known that Brooke was under investigation and had then been arrested. The ring in north Wales had a direct link to the ring facilitated by St George’s. After Ollie’s arrest and public disgrace, St George’s reassured the world that of course Ollie was a one-off, ‘we didn’t know’ and that such a thing could never happen again. Ollie’s mates who were facilitating the trafficking ring all remained in post in south London. To demonstrate that Heads Had Rolled, St George’s deposed the Dean and acquired a New Broom. That was Sir William Asscher, a Top Doctor, a kidney specialist, from Cardiff.

Asscher was really rated in Wales’s NHS, because he had been responsible for establishing the nephrology service across Wales, including the service at Ysbyty Gwynedd. Asscher’s kind old heart also led him to establish a kidney research charidee, which in later years evolved into a charidee which robustly supported transplant donation. Asscher’s charidee enjoyed the support of every MP for a Welsh constituency and in June 1990, while I was working at St George’s, those MPs held a bonanza on College Green to give Asscher’s charidee as much free PR as possible, after Asscher’s charidee had announced that it would be expanding its base from kidney research/services and was now going to begin campaigning on organ donation as well (see post ‘The Paedophiles’ Friends of Cardiff North’). Three MPs who were particularly supportive of Asscher’s charidee were David Hunt, then then Secretary of State for Wales, Rhodri Morgan and Alun Michael.

It was in the summer of 1990 that Gwynedd Health Authority tried to obtain a High Court injunction which would have stopped me even writing to them in an attempt to follow up my very serious complaints. During the hearing in Cardiff, in front of Sir Justice Malcolm Pill, the court read numerous documents which detailed the most serious abuse of patients in north Wales. Gwynedd Health Authority did not get the injunction which they had requested, but Pill and every barrister made no comment at all about the catalogue of neglect and abuse of patients that was detailed in the evidence. It was Andrew Park, the crooked lawyer who was employed by the Welsh Office, who had advised Gwynedd Health Authority on applying for that injunction. When GHA didn’t obtain it, Park wrote to Lucille Hughes and the crooked lawyer Ron Evans who was employed by Gwynedd County Council, requesting that they should all ‘share information’ in order for Gwynedd Health Authority to achieve an injunction preventing me from even writing with regard to my complaints. See post ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’.

Many Welsh Office Ministers of varying political hues have held the seat of Cardiff North. The constituency includes affluent areas in which many NHS and Social Services staff reside who work for organisations which have been complicit with the abuse of children and vulnerable people. The MP for Cardiff North, 1997-2010, was Julie Morgan. Since 2011, the AM for Cardiff North has been, er, Julie Morgan.

 

Wales led the way in establishing an Office of the Children’s Commissioner and just a few years ago, Wales led the UK once more when the Welsh Gov’t became the first in the UK to adopt an ‘assumed consent’ policy for organ donation. Sir William Asscher’s proud legacy! So if you peg out in Wales, your organs will be harvested unless you have bothered to resister yourself as ‘opting out’. Because the NHS in Wales is endemically corrupt and data is routinely falsified, I’m not sure that the opt out register can be relied upon any way. It was Edwina Hart who tried to become a superstar on the back of this policy which will Save Lives. That’s the Edwina who ignored the serious crime in the NHS of which I sent her documentary evidence, crime committed by those who had been involved in the trafficking gang in north Wales. The Welsh Gov’t have shouted loudly about their flagship policy without exploring the legal and ethical implications for citizenship – if you live in Wales, your body is now the property of the state. Neither did anyone mention that the rates of organ donation were low in Wales not because patients are Selfish Bastards, but because so many people died in the sort of circumstances in which Ann Clwyd’s husband did at the University Hospital in Cardiff and the subsequent distress and bad feeling resulted in Top Doctors knowing that it would probably not be a good idea to then ask the dead person’s nearest and dearest if they could harvest the organs.

The solution? Pass a law enabling the Top Docs to remove the organs without consent and there’ll be no more problems. Perish the thought that we might start addressing the terrible care and distressing death bed scenes which still cause some relatives to cry when they remember them five years later.

 

When Ann Clwyd dared stand up in the Commons and gave an account of the dreadful circumstances in which her husband died in the University Hospital, Cardiff, she was roundly insulted from all angles by those who Love The NHS. Comments relating to Ann’s previous support for the Iraq War appeared on websites, along with observations about her flash car and even her expensive curtains. These matters were totally irrelevant in relation to the circumstances of her husband’s death, it still should never ever have happened. However, with reference to ‘as ye sow, so shall ye reap’, I will remind readers of the following.

 

Ann Clwyd was born in Denbighshire and raised in Flintshire. She was educated at Holywell Grammar School and the Queen’s School, Chester, before graduating from UCNW (Bangor University). Clwyd was a student teacher at Hope School in Flintshire, before training as a journo. She worked for BBC Wales as a studio manager and then became Welsh correspondent for ‘The Guardian’ and ‘Observer’, 1964–79. She is a member of the NUJ and TGWU. Ann first stood for election to the Commons after being encouraged to do so by Huw Thomas Edwards, trade union leader and politician, who felt that there should be more women in Parliament.

Huw T. Edwards grew up near Bangor, where his dad worked as a quarryman. Edwards and his brother worked on farms at Tal-y-Bont, which is just down the road from Bethesda, where Dafydd grew up. When still a young man, Edwards moved to Tonypandy in the south Wales coalfield. After serving in WWI, Edwards returned to what is now Gwynedd, to Penmaenmawr quarry. He joined the Workers’ Union and the ILP (Independent Labour Party). Edwards subsequently joined the Dockers’ Union in around 1920, leaving the Amalgamated Union of Quarryworkers and Steelworkers, which represented most quarry workers. Edwards was dismissed from his job at the quarry because he refused to rejoin the quarryworkers’ union after strike action. In 1923, Edwards became Secretary of the Penmaenmawr branch of the TGWU, which allowed him to meet with other union leaders. In 1927, he was elected to Penmaenmawr Council. Edwards was appointed the first Chair of the Council for Wales and Monmouthshire in 1949. He opposed the decision to flood the Tryweryn valley to create a reservoir to provide water for Liverpool. Dafydd, as a young medical student in Liverpool, was involved in the campaign against Tryweryn and in this capacity, Dafydd made links with Irish Nationalist activists (see post ‘A Network Stretching Back Decades…). At the same time, Dafydd was cultivating the friendship of corrupt English professional people in Liverpool, who later colluded with his criminality and protected him.

In 1956, Huw T. Edwards bought the Welsh-language periodical,’Y Faner’ in order to save it from liquidation. In 1958 he resigned from the Council for Wales and in 1959 he left the Labour Party to join Plaid. The people who provided lifelong protection for Dafydd and the gang were leading Plaid at that time. Huw T. Edwards returned to the Labour fold in 1965. He was the first President of the Welsh Language Society, which evolved from Saunders Lewis’s 1962 radio broadcast, ‘Tynged yr Iaith’. It was Dafydd who recorded that speech. See post ‘Tan yn Llyn’.

Huw T. Edwards married Margaret Owen, a Welsh-speaking woman from Rachub. They had known each other since Edwards was a boy, as she was his sister’s best friend. Rachub was the village in which I lived for many years, while the paedophile gang tried to set fire to my house repeatedly.

 

Ann Clwyd first stood for election to the Commons, unsuccessfully, in Denbigh in 1970. From 1979-84, Ann was MEP for Mid and West Wales. In May 1984, Ann was elected as the MP for Cynon Valley in south Wales, a seat she still holds. Ann was Shadow Minister of Education and Wimmin’s Rights, 1987-88, under the Windbag. The Shadow Minister for Wimmin’s Rights uttered not a word about what was happening at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh at the time and neither did the Windbag. The Windbag knew Tony Francis from their time at Cardiff University. Tony Francis was one of those who was unlawfully imprisoning wimmin in the North Wales Hospital.

 

Ann Clwyd was one of the female Labour politicians of her generation who were considered to be fruity, on the left and Wimmin with Radical Consciences. Others leading the field included the Baroness Windbag, another school teacher from north Wales who knew all about Dafydd and the trafficking gang and the hell hole which was the North Wales Hospital Denbigh but who said nothing.

‘We Are Wimmin, We Are Strong’

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But the Windbag’s Wimmin Are Fruity!

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  • They were also dim, weak and hypocritical.

Furthermore, if one is going for Mainstream Fruitiness, I’m sorry to say that the Enemy could beat the Fruity Fake Feminists hands down:

 

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Ann Clwyd was Shadow Secretary of State for Wales under John Smith, 1992-93 and Vice-Chair of the PLP, 2002-05. She was elected Chair of the PLP in May 2005, but was defeated in Dec 2006 by Tony Lloyd when she sought re-election. One reason for this was Clwyd’s chummy relationship with Miranda. Ann Clwyd served as Miranda’s Special Envoy on Human Rights in Iraq in the run up to the Iraq War.

Clwyd was a member of the Royal Commission on the NHS, 1976-79, the rigged Commission which Barbara Castle and Dr Death appointed Sir Alec Merrison to Chair. See previous posts. One reason given for this decision was that Merrison ‘was supportive of the NHS’. That cannot have been the real reason, because not only did that Royal Commission not lead a halt in NHS Top Doctors practising privately and using NHS facilities and staff for their private patients as Castle pretended that it would, but it paved the way for Thatch’s NHS ‘reforms’. Castle, Dr Death and that Commission knew that there was no way that Labour were going to win another General Election, so that Royal Commission knew that it was making things easy for Thatch. Sir Alec Merrison was not a Top Doctor himself. He was a nuclear physicist who knew what had been concealed at Windscale in 1957. Dafydd had worked at Windscale before going to Liverpool to study medicine and he too knew what had been concealed at Windscale and made very good use of his knowledge of the slurry pit which engulfed those in the highest echelons of Gov’t. See post ‘Those Who Are Ready To Serve’.

Ann Clwyd became a member of the Gorsedd of the Bards, an organisation containing many paedophiles’ friends, in 1991, just as the North Wales Police launched their investigation into the abuse of children in care in north Wales/Cheshire. She is an Honorary Fellow of Bangor University and was awarded an honorary degree by NEWI. NEWI became Glyndwr University and throbs with paedophiles’ friends (see post ‘A Vampire At Glyndwr University!). NEWI was previously Cartfrefle College and in that incarnation it handed out social work certificates and other qualifications  to members of Dafydd’s gang for many years. Staff at Cartfrefle College were known to be identifying potential whistleblowers and contacting Lucille Hughes and Nefyn Dodd to raise the alarm when they had identified them. This is true of many institutions which are ‘training professionals’ but Cartrefle were more blatant and unprofessional about it than most. Standards at Cartrefle College were laughable. When Cartrefle evolved into NEWI and then Glyndwr University, the paedophiles’ friends simply stayed on board, some of them climbing higher within the institution and even joining the governing body (see previous posts). Ann Clwyd also holds an honorary doctorate of laws from Trinity College, Carmarthen, which employed and trained many a paedophiles’ friend and in the case of John Owen, the drama teacher and writer employed by Mid-Glamorgan County Council as well as S4C, a paedophile as well (see post ‘Yet More Inglorious Bastards’). John Owen was found dead days before his trial in 2001 for sexual assaults on his pupils. It was revealed after Owen’s death that his school, Ysgol Gyfun Rhydfelen, Mid-Glamorgan County Council and the WJEC exam board concealed complaints about him abusing pupils. Owen’s colleagues and friends, including those employed in education, media and the arts, later admitted that they knew that he was abusing young people.

Ann was a Member of the Arts Council, 1975–79 and the Vice Chair of the Welsh Arts Council 1975–97. Owen Smith’s dad Dai Smith was appointed Chair of the Welsh Arts Council in 2007, but Dai had already been involved with the organisation for many years.

Ann Clwyd was the MP who supported the Female Genital Mutilation Bill, to prohibit parents from sending, or taking, their daughters abroad for operations such as female circumcision. FGM was outlawed in the UK in 1985. At the time, it was admitted that most FGM in the UK was carried out in Harley Street and that was why it was outlawed. The Top Doctors continued to perform FGM and when I worked at St George’s Hospital in 1989, I was told by one gynaecologist that his friend in Harley Street was performing FGM. I reminded him that it was illegal and I was told by him and a medical researcher that it was better that it was done in Harley Street than by ‘an old woman in an African village with a razor blade which has been sterilised by dipping it in cow shit’. Whether the Old Ratbags in African villages who spend their days slicing through children’s genitalia with razor blades do dip their razor blades in cow shit beforehand I have no idea, but my point that those in Harley Street charging a great deal of money for performing FGM were breaking the law was ignored.

No-one now talks about Top Doctors performing FGM although they are still doing this. These days it’s all a matter of Prosecuting Somalis Because We Know What They Do. With their habits of scurrying about fully veiled and not having much money. There has been only one prosecution brought in the UK re FGM, not so long ago. It was of a Top Doctor at the Whittington Hospital in London. The jury cleared him because they did not understand what he had done. The Top Doc told them that he had performed a repair after childbirth. Which is exactly what some of the Top Docs at St George’s did when infibulated women gave birth when I worked there, 1989-91. The ‘repair’ means that they reverse the surgery that has had to be performed in order to allow the woman to give birth. They did not do this because they, the Top Docs, wanted to do it. They did this because the women asked them to do it. Adult women, with full capacity, asked them to. Those women do not want to be told by Milli Tant and her friends what to do with their own bodies. Neither did Milli Tant et al ever bother to discuss the matter with the women concerned to gain one ounce of understanding about what was happening and why.

So Another Law was passed, by Ann Clwyd et al. A law which has resulted in the stigmatisation and criminalisation of certain groups, particularly low income Somalis, who have been ignored when they have tried to explain that the practice has almost died out and that er no, most of us don’t do this anymore. Because there has been so few Prosecutions, there have been suggestions that the examinations of the genitalia of female children from certain ethnic groups should be Compulsory because they are At Risk of FGM.

Anyone for preventing child sexual abuse?

Another problem. Many Angels and midwives have admitted that they cannot tell if a young girl has undergone FGM or not. This had led to false accusations against innocent families.

So legislating against FGM has worked really well hasn’t it. Go to Harley Street Ann and take a look at who is going into the consulting rooms of the gynaecologists there. Their patients include very rich women, sometimes Royal women, from regions such as the Middle East. Some of them are girls/very young women. Now what do you think they are going in there for? To receive a prescription for the contraceptive pill to empower them to explore their sexual needs? No, that’s what the girls in care in north Wales got from the Top Docs of Gwynedd and Clwyd, to enable them to be shagged by anyone without the embarrassment of girls in care constantly becoming pregnant, which was quite a problem.

In 1963, Ann married Owen Dryhurst Roberts, a TV executive, who pioneered Welsh language TV. Owen grew up in Newborough on Anglesey, where hid dad was Head of the village school. Owen attended Llangefni Grammar School and from there went on to Jesus College, Oxford, where he was a leading light in the Dafydd ap Gwilym Society, which was popular among people who later became Senior Paedophiles’ Friends. After graduation, Owen joined Television Wales and the West (TWW) after being recruited by Lord Wyn Roberts, Thatcher’s mate, who spent his whole career in the media and then in the Tory Party protecting Dafydd and the gang (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’). Wyn Roberts was one of the first paedophiles’ friends who learnt what was happening to me at the hands of Dafydd et al and who colluded with them. For years Wyn Roberts worked as a Minister in the utterly corrupt Welsh Office, while those within lied, perjured, fabricated documents and destroyed evidence relating to the very serious criminality in north Wales as well of course as the related gangs in other parts of Wales. Much of this was planned and co-ordinated by Andrew Park, the corrupt solicitor who worked for the Welsh Office (see previous posts) when Wyn Roberts was a Minister.

By 1970, Owen Roberts was Head of News at HTV Wales; in 1972, he became Head of News and Current Affairs at BBC Wales and then Assistant Head of Programmes. Owen Roberts subsequently occupied senior roles at S4C.

Throughout Owen Roberts’ time in news broadcasting, there were complaints that he concentrated on trivial news items.

Owen’s home village of Newborough is heavily stigmatised by those who are not plebs. There are a lot of people on low incomes there, these days a lot of drugs are flying around and I have heard school teachers who teach those kids making jokes about the ‘inbred’ kids of Newborough. Owen’s dad will probably have been one of those who quipped about the inbreds whom he taught.

In a previous post, I mentioned that when I lived at Malltraeth in 1999 – the next village along from Newborough – I was assaulted by chavs and the police refused to investigate. The assault happened in Newborough. Further along from Newborough village, there is a big area of spectacular sand dunes, Newborough Warren. Newborough Warren is a popular walking and picnicking area for people rather more affluent than the residents of Newborough and the car park and picnic area is plastered in notices warning motorists to lock their cars because thieves operate in that area. I know who those thieves were/are. They are Dafydd’s ‘substance abuse’ patients. When I told one Angel who worked with the substance abuse team based at Llangefni – Dafydd lives at Talwrn, about two/three miles away – that I liked going to Newborough dunes now that I had acquired a car, he cheerily said ‘oh do be very careful, our addicts are always down there breaking into the cars’. He was particularly concerned because on of ‘their addicts’ had carried out a very serious assault on a walker at Newborough Warren.

In north Wales, the mental health ‘service’ was one which committed perjury to imprison patients who had made serious complaint, yet protected and colluded with addicts who were involved with serious crime. As long as the addicts were ‘our patients’. I was told constantly by Angels that there had been many complaints about Dafydd, but he ‘really looked after his addicts’. Indeed he did, he flogged them drugs, wrote them favourable court reports if they did ever get arrested and if necessary, encouraged them to assault other Empowered Service Users who had complained about him.

Now Jeff Crowther, Sian Williamson and John Sims, who knew that Dafydd was doing this, perhaps you’d like to provide the names and details of the various addicts, sex offenders and other nasties who targeted me when I failed to succumb to the threats of the Top Doctors regarding the necessity of me withdrawing my complaints and keeping quiet. By the way, do any of you know who really set fire to the house in Gray Street, Carneddi in the mid-1980s, for which a hippy with a penchant for cannabis and shrooms was arrested, imprisoned and then ruined by Dafydd and the gang, after he told a few too many people that he knew that the kids in Ty Newydd children’s home were being abused by social workers?

 

Owen Roberts, like Ann Clwyd, kept completely silent about Dafydd, Denbigh and the gang, until in 1992 and then again, after the Jillings Report in 1996, when Ann Clwyd did try and ask questions and elicit a discussion in the Commons about the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal but was silenced by the Speaker Betty Boothroyd (see post ‘The Aftermath Of The Jillings Report – In Parliament ‘). In previous posts, I have blogged my appreciation for Ann having tried to elicit the debate. I was rash enough to describe Ann’s record on the matter of the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal as ‘impeccable’. I do apologise for that, I was deceived. Ann did try to have the matter discussed in the House, but she waited a very, very long time before mentioning a word about Dafydd and the gang, although she knew all about them decades ago, as did her husband. She subsequently knew about Mary Wynch, about Alison Taylor and me. She said nothing.

They were murdering witnesses Ann and you remained silent until Feb 1992, when you did try to raise the matter in the Commons, but were blocked by the Speaker Bernard Weatherill. See post ‘The Aftermath Of The Jillings Report – In Parliament’.

After the Jillings Report, every Right Thinking MP expressed their Horror and there was a great deal of We Didn’t Know. In March 1996, there was a flurry of Early Day Motion’s sponsored by MPs who most definitely already knew what had been happening in north Wales, namely Martyn Jones, the Labour MP for Clwyd South and a man called Rhodri Morgan. I recommend readers to return to my post ‘The Aftermath of The Jillings Report – In Parliament’ and read the wording of Rhodri’s EDMs. Oh it’ll bring tears to your eyes, Rhodri was appalled to have learned of the abuse of children in north Wales. He and Julie probably had to cancel a few drinking sessions with the Top Doctors in the wake of that and famille Windbag will have pretended that they’d never met Tony Francis.

Take a look at those who signed the EDMs. The signatures are a roll call of the paedophiles’ friends…

Since that flurry of activity in the House in 1996, Ann Clwyd has been vocal with regard to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. She made public that she had been told by some men who were former kids in care in north Wales that the most terrible abuse had gone on, including bestiality. However Ann only seemed to discuss what happened to the boys in the children’s homes in north Wales. That was indeed worth discussing, because Dafydd’s gang specialised in abusing boys and forcing them into sex work as rent boys, it was their big money spinner.

However, Dafydd and the trafficking ring also targeted girls and young women and it was they who were unlawfully banged up in Denbigh if they refused the wonderful offers of Dafydd and the gang, as I did. Girls – including those being raped or sexually exploited while they were ‘in care’ or at the hands of the likes of Dafydd – and women were also banged up in Denbigh if they had a pregnancy which was inconvenient to somebody else or if somebody other than the mother of the baby wanted that baby and the mother wanted to keep the baby. Previous posts have described how babies of women who were banged up in Denbigh disappeared in great numbers. Some were abducted, but I am sure that some were killed. Furthermore, throughout the 1980s, as I have previously explained, the cartel of Top Doctors across north Wales co-ordinated so as to make it impossible for women to get abortions on the NHS. However, referrals to a private clinic in Chester were available to any women who asked, as long as they had the dosh to pay for one. Women who did not stump up the dosh for the Chester clinic  were told that if they wanted an abortion on the NHS, they would have to go to Denbigh, where they would be ‘assessed’ by dear old Dafydd. No-one told them that they still wouldn’t be given an abortion, but I’m sure that Dafydd had a great time ‘assessing’ them. There was also an illegal abortionist at work in north Wales who was providing the abortions for the women who didn’t have the dosh for Chester and who knew about the ‘being assessed by Dafydd’ con and were certainly not going to say yes to that. Amazingly enough, I never found out who this was, I suspect because of the trail of crap emanating from it which had to be concealed – the very serious injuries or even dead women – will have involved so much more wrongdoing on the part of the Usual Suspects that there was an even bigger wall of silence around that. The Angels and midwives of north Wales know though. See post ‘Tan yn Llyn’.

Ann and the Sisters mentioned not a word about this to anyone when they should have been yelling about it from the rooftops.

One of the Wimmin of Wales who almost certainly knew who the abortionist(s) in north Wales were was Val Feld. Val Feld was born in Bangor and her dad was a dentist. The Top Docs and dentists were good mates in north Wales, Val’s dad will have been a pal of Dafydd, Gwynne et al. Val wasn’t in any danger from Dafydd, she was packed off to boarding school at Malvern. Val worked as a journalist in London and in then in housing advice in Lancashire. She became a local Labour councillor in Chorley, Lancashire, and worked as a social worker. In 1981, Val returned to Wales, founding and becoming the first Director of Shelter Cymru. In her spare time she studied for an MA at Cardiff University and in 1989 was appointed head of the Equal Opportunities Commission for Wales. She held the post for ten years, until her election as AM for Swansea East in 1999. The colluding old cow snuffed it in 2001, just after the publication of the Waterhouse Report. Her sad early death – although not as sad and as premature as the deaths of Dafydd’s victims who were found dead in Risley Remand Centre when they were still in their teens – was mourned by Rhodri as well as the Wimmin. Rhodri stated that: ‘I believe I speak for the whole of Wales when I say that the death of Val Feld is a grievous blow for us all.’

No Rhodri, you did not speak for the whole of Wales, you spoke for the privileged troughers such as yourself who built careers on the bodies of those in north Wales who were found dead, about whom you and the Wimmin didn’t give a stuff.

Jane Hutt was so traumatised at the possibility that Val Feld might disappear from the history books and her enormous achievements would go unrecognised that last year Jane demanded that a plaque be erected on the wall of the Senedd, to commemorate Val:

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Someone else who knew who the abortionist in north Wales was and almost certainly knows what happened to the babies born in Denbigh is Ella Fisk, a former senior Angel at the Hergest Unit. Before she trained as a psych Angel, Ella was a midwife and at one point Ella worked in midwifery in Chester. Wimmin who had money – like Val and her mates – who lived in north Wales just had to wave the dosh and they’d be referred to a private clinic in Chester if they wanted an abortion. I presume that there was a business arrangement between the traffickers of north Wales and their branch in Chester and I bet that Ella and every other midwife in Chester knew the details of that arrangement. The power base of Dafydd’s gang was located in Chester, the home of Sir Peter Morrison, the home of all those bent lawyers and judges and just down the road was the Duke of Westminster…

I don’t think that Ella would have ever abused patients herself – she never did at the Hergest Unit, we liked Ella, but she was ruthlessly used by the gang of whom I imagine she was so afraid that she took orders from them. Ella knew what Dafydd et al were doing because we told her.

 

Having been allowed to do whatever they wanted to the dispossessed throughout their entire careers, in the end, the Top Doctors and Angels came for Ann Clwyd and her husband.

Owen Roberts died in utterly degrading circumstances in UHC in 2012. Ann was deeply distressed, she rightly kicked up one hell of a stink and was roundly denounced for Talking Down The NHS. It is standard practice, if one Talks Down The NHS, to be subjected to a vicious personal character assassination from multiple angles.

In 2013, after the Stafford Inquiry Report, Ann was appointed by Cameron to advise on complaint handling in the NHS. I wrote to Ann about the dreadful state of the NHS and she wrote me a nice e mail back. I was grateful Ann, but they had tried to kill Brown and me years ago and just two years after you were elected and were doing your best Milli Tant bit, they killed my closest female friend from Bangor. They also made damn sure that the newborn baby of another close friend of mine who was a witness didn’t survive.

The old lefties used to be keen on quoting the following classic:

First they came for the socialists, and I did not speak out –
     Because I was not a socialist.

Then they came for the trade unionists, and I did not speak out –
     Because I was not a trade unionist.

Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out –
     Because I was not a Jew.

Then they came for me – and there was no one left to speak for me.

 

The old lefties sent each other cards with this printed upon them, they quoted it in political speeches and used it in their publications. While they ignored everything that was happening to us in north Wales, even when people like Mary, Alison and me, who were articulate, well-educated and had witnessed events at first hand, wrote and wrote and wrote and produced heaps of evidence and witness accounts.

By the time that they came for Owen Roberts there was no-one left to speak for him. Ann did and was trashed.

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So Cameron, to show his Commitment, appointed Ann to act as his NHS complaints adviser. The Cameron who’s Gov’t repeatedly attacked the ‘Welsh NHS’, the Cameron who popped over to Wales and told the world that he ‘didn’t like what I saw’. The Cameron who’s senior colleagues and political mentors were every bit as responsible for the carnage in north Wales as were the Windbag, Ann Clwyd etc. They all knew what was happening in north Wales and in the areas where the linked gangs were operating and they stood back and let it happen. When Mary, Alison and I were making a racket, Thatcher was in Gov’t. In north Wales/Cheshire, it was Thatcher’s personal friend and Minister, Sir Peter Morrison, who was the Big Cheese who was deemed to be worthy of such protection that the gang murdered witnesses. Then there was Jimmy Savile, another friend of Thatch’s, who was involved with Dafydd’s gang.

Morrison and Savile were protected because of their Royal connections/friendships, as described in previous posts. When Cameron decided that he fancied being leader of the Tories, there was that phone call from an unidentified person in Buck House, informing the appropriate senior Tony that they were about to meet ‘a most remarkable young man’.

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Once Cameron and Sam – famed for that tattoo of a dolphin on her ankle which resulted from a particularly wild moment when she was at Art School at Bristol Poly and her stunning abilities at designing expensive notepaper – were safely in the bunker at No 10, Debbo the Duchess of Devonshire was telling the journos from the broadsheets who conducted ingratiating interviews with her that Sam and Cam were doing ‘an awfully good job don’t you think?’

Debbo was of the finest bloodstock, being one of the Mitford sisters. Like Sam of the empty head and dolphin tattoo, Debbo had loads of aristocratic relatives (see previous posts). One of her daughters married the son of the man who owned Mustique when Princess Margaret and Roddy Llewellyn cavorted and snorted there at the taxpayers expense in the late 1970s and another daughter married Sir Peter Morrison’s nephew.

 

I do not know why Ann Clwyd agreed to act as Cameron’s adviser. Although Cameron paid lip-service to problems in the NHS in England, he constructed the whole situation as being a problem which largely affected Wales and it’s left-leaning NHS, which had so foolishly not embraced PFI and private medicine to the extent that it should. Not a mention that Ken Clarke, as a Tory Health Minister and then Health Secretary, had, when Cameron was young and getting pissed with Michael Heseltine’s daughter and other Champagne Charlies (see post ‘Tan yn Llyn’), done a sordid deal with Carlo’s mate the Duke of Westminster, to conceal the patient harm and trafficking ring being facilitated by St George’s Hospital. This not only left the agents of serious organised crime running a leading London teaching hospital, but also resulted in the Duke of Westminster (then the richest man in Britain) being allowed to buy the old St George’s building at Hyde Park Corner, a piece of prime Knightsbridge real estate worth many millions, for £6000. It is now the grandest, most expensive crash pad in London – the Lanesborough Hotel. See previous posts.

The roots of the problems in the NHS in Wales lay not with a bunch of lefties – although their weakness and utter lack of integrity certainly did not help – but with Thatcher’s Gov’t, who knew what Morrison, Savile and their associates, including their associates in Royal places, were doing; instead of stopping it, they used the security services and full forces of the British state to silence and even try and kill those of us who would not keep quiet.

It was a political decision Dave. Because the right of Peter Morrison – a member of White’s club when your old dad was responsible for the membership of that establishment – to have sex with young boys who did not want to have sex with him, was considered a higher priority than our lives.

Furthermore, although the Mid-Staffs Scandal may have blown up on the watch of the New Labour Gov’t and while Alan Johnson and Andy Burnham did themselves no favours at all by refusing over 80 requests to hold a Public Inquiry as the death rates soared, I know when things began to go wrong at Mid-Staffs, because it was recorded in Hansard. It was under Thatcher. By the time that John Major was PM, there were questions in the House concerning the by then very worrying state of the NHS in Staffordshire and Major flatly refused to investigate. Why were there such problems in the NHS in Staffordshire? Er – it was because there was a big trafficking gang operating in the region, which was being concealed by the NHS, the Social Services, Keele University and the West Midland Serious Crime Squad. The child abuse prevailing in Staffordshire did become public in the 1980s and resulted in the Staffordshire Pindown Inquiry. The subsequent Report admitted that there was a problem, but concealed the extent of it and the authors certainly never fessed up that, as in north Wales, the infrastructure of the whole region, including the NHS, had colluded with it.

The Inquiry into Pindown was Commissioned by Thatch’s Gov’t. The Co-Chairs of the whitewash were Allan Levy QC, a corrupt lawyer who had concealed child abuse (see previous posts) and Barbara Kahan. Barbara Kahan had worked for many years in a senior role in Oxfordshire Children’s Services. Babs and her husband, child psychiatrist Dr Vladimir Kahan, concealed organised abuse in the Oxford area and then when Babs was appointed as a Gov’t adviser re Children’s Social Work, she concealed organised trafficking across the whole of the UK. The person who first appointed Babs as a Gov’t adviser – back in the days of Heath’s Gov’t – was Sir Keith Joseph, the man whom Thatch considered her political mentor, the man said to have ‘invented’ Thatcherism and who was a key member of her Gov’t. Babs dispensed wisdom to Gov’ts throughout the 1970s and 80s, working with some notorious paedophiles while doing so. See post ‘Always On The Side Of The Children’.

Not only did Call Me Dave’s dad know Peter Morrison, but Call Me Dave’s mum probably knew Barbara Kahan as well, because Dave’s mum served as a magistrate in Oxford, the site of the organised abuse which was concealed by Babs for years. The Kahans were based in Oxford. I have never spoken to anyone who knows Mrs Cameron, but I was friendly with the sister of a clinical psychologist based in Oxford, who told me some five years ago that abuse was being concealed by all agencies there. Just before that, I met a young man who’s family lived in Oxfordshire and who’s sister was involved with a charity for young people and she knew about the organised abuse as well. Furthermore, her charity had invited the local MP, a man called David Cameron, to an event held by her charity. She was gobsmacked to find that after the event, Dave had used the work of the charity as an example of the Gov’ts investment in Social Services. The charity had not received one penny from the Social Services or Gov’t. The young man who told me this said that he wanted to see a media article expose it all, under the headline ‘Cameron – The Liar’.

The media wouldn’t publish Cameron’s lies about organised trafficking and the NHS, they were never going to publish that.

Have this one on me! My informant will know who he is if he is reading this blog…

 

Who Chaired the Inquiry into the Mid-Staffs NHS Scandal? One Sir Robert Francis QC. Sir Robert was the MDU barrister who acted for the Drs Francis in 1991 when they attempted to have me imprisoned on the basis of their perjury. The MDU, the MDU solicitors Hempsons and specifically the Hempsons solicitor Ann Ball and Sir Robert Francis all knew that the Drs Francis had perjured themselves. I was not imprisoned, but there was no investigation into the perjury. See post ‘The Sordid Role Of Sir Robert Francis QC.’

 

Sounds like another great big Eton mess…

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P.S. Dave and Sam: Lest you believe that I am some sort of Deirdre Spart of the Neasdon South London Greenham Poly for Wimmin, who’s ‘alternative voice’ columns for ‘Private Eye’ were so loved back in the 1980s, I am not. I do not have a problem with you being posh, enjoying yourselves or even Sam being a bit dim and designing expensive notepaper. What I do have a very big problem with is your arrogance and you rigging the machinery of Gov’t so that it served you and your mates and shafted everyone else. Furthermore, when you were given the opportunity to shed light on the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal years after so many got away with so much and died in luxury while the bodies of their victims remain secreted in the grounds of the North Wales Hospital, you and Theresa once more ensured that there was yet another cover-up. They were my friends you bastard and their bodies have not yet been recovered.

 

Is it possible that Ann Clwyd accepted Cameron’s offer of an adviser’s role because of the rapidly escalating shit storm in north Wales, involving one Sally Baker and her friends, which by that time had resulted in armed police threatening a witness in his own home, days before he was told by Dyfed Edwards, the leader of Gwynedd County Council, that we weren’t going to ‘win this’, that the Chair and Chief Executive of the newly formed Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board, Merfyn Jones and Mary Burrows, who were desperately trying to confront the paedophile gang still running amok, were going to ‘lose’ and be ‘taken out’ no less and when they did ‘lose’, our lives weren’t going to be worth living?

The Betsi Board had succeeded the North West Wales NHS Trust, which became such an embarrassment that even the Welsh Gov’t had to dissolve it. The Chairman of the NW Wales NHS Trust was Elfed Roberts, who had previously been a senior officer in the North Wales Police. Elfed had been obliged to leave the force after allegations of serious corruption. So Rhodri gave him a job as Chair of the NW Wales NHS Trust, which meant that Elfed had an automatic seat on the Council of Bangor University. The VC at the time was Merfyn Jones. While Merfyn was VC, his wife died after the paedophiles’ friends who ran and staffed The Walton Centre found that they could do nothing for her tch tch. I worked at Bangor University while Elfed was Chair of the NW Wales NHS Trust. During that time, I was threatened and abused by NHS/Social Services staff, I was repeatedly unlawfully arrested and I was unlawfully refused all NHS care. Every time that I attempted to access NHS treatment, I was greeted by Angels screaming at me to get out or they’d call the police and making false allegation that I’d abused and threatened them. CCTV which recorded Angels doing this was destroyed on the orders of Martin Jones, the Chief Executive of the NW Wales NHS Trust, after my lawyer requested it. See previous posts.

The harassment was so severe that I began carrying a voice recorder at all time – as did at least one other witness who was being threatened and refused NHS care unlawfully. The other person concealed his voice recorder, but I decided to inform NHS staff that I was recording them, lest that was then used as further evidence of my wicked ways – OOH she secretly recorded us.

On one occasion, I rang Ysbyty Gwynedd A& E seeking help. I was insulted and threatened by a Senior Angel, Stephen Gallagher and his sidekick, Angel Andrew Parry and told that I would not be treated if I arrived at the hospital. The phone was repeatedly slammed down on me as I rang again and again seeking advice. I rang a friend who rang the hospital herself to explain that she was worried about me. She too was insulted and abused. She explained that she had recently lost a daughter to suicide and could not believe that someone in distress was being unlawfully refused NHS care. Gallagher told her to stop ‘manipulating’ him. She revealed that she was a member of staff at Ysbyty Gwynedd who was appalled at what was going on and would blow the whistle on this. Stephen Gallagher, the Senior Angel, told her that she would be sacked if she did. She told Gallagher that she ‘didn’t give a shit’ if she was, she would be raising her concerns. Gallagher told her that she was now abusing him and he would report the matter. I was refused all NHS care that evening and told that if I arrived at Ysbyty Gwynedd I would be arrested.

This happened in 2008, on the 60th anniversary of the establishment of the NHS. The Welsh Gov’t celebrated that anniversary on the day that I and my friend received so much grief from the Angels of Ysbyty Gwynedd. The Welsh Gov’t had ignored all previous concerns of mine and the events of that day were never investigated either. I later learned that Gallagher had previously been subjected to disciplinary action after a Top Doctor complained about him and a note had been placed on his file stating that his integrity and competence could not be relied upon.

When my friend arrived at Ysbyty Gwynedd for work the following morning, she was greeted by a posse of senior managers, who accused her of ‘plotting’ with me to ‘get at’ Elfed and Martin. She was subjected to a full scale interrogation.

The evening before, Gallagher had told my friend that it had been recorded on my file that I was a danger to staff and was not to be treated but was to be arrested if I arrived at Ysbyty Gwynedd. So the following day, I went to the A&E at Ysbyty Gwynedd, with my voice recorder, told them that I was recording the conversation and asked for copies of the documentation which stated that I was dangerous and was to be refused treatment and arrested if I arrived at Ysbyty Gwynedd. I was told that no such documentation existed. I repeated what my friend had told me the previous evening. A Top Doctor emerged from an office, shrilling that no such documentation existed, I had never been refused treatment and never would be, everyone Wanted To Help. As she shrieked at me, I witnessed Elfed Roberts leaving the building at high speed before driving away in his penismobile. Before Elfed reached his penismobile, I left the A&E building and headed towards him with the voice recorder. The Top Doctor ran after me yelling that she was here to help, I had not been refused treatment, never would be and no documentation ordering that existed.

Just before all this went on, I was told by a senior colleague that Martin Jones had sent copies of confidential NHS records concerning me to the authorities at Bangor University. I don’t know if Martin sent them to Merfyn the VC or to Dr David Roberts the Registrar, I wasn’t told and I didn’t ask. I was told that the University were deeply embarrassed and were pretty horrified that Martin had felt able to do this. I was asked if I would be happy not to make a formal complaint but to let the University reply to Martin informing him that they could not be in receipt of such documentation. I was told that the excuse that Martin had used to send the documentation was to complain about me using my Bangor University e mail address to e mail an attachment to the Trust, which was a formal letter of complaint. The University asked me if I could set up a different e mail account to communicate with the Trust so that Martin would never have an excuse to do this again. I was happy to do that.

So as Elfed got into his penismobile and the Top Doctor stood in front of me shrieking that I’d never been refused NHS treatment, I switched off my recorder – for her sake actually – and told her that Martin had sent confidential information about me to the University authorities and was attempting to lean on the VC. I then left the grounds of Ysbyty Gwynedd.

Within two days, Martin was firing off furious letters to all and sundry, including to me and to the senior managers of Bangor University. Martin wrote a fuming account regarding me, my voice recorder and carefully explained that before leaving the hospital, I had turned the voice recorder off and told the Top Doc that Martin had been trying to lean on the VC.

My lawyers eventually obtained copies of the documentation that we were told by the Top Doc didn’t exist. It stated that I was a danger to NHS staff and if I turned up at Ysbyty Gwynedd, I was indeed to be arrested.

I recognised the Top Doc who had lied her arse off when she told me that no such documentation existed. She was the A&E consultant, Dr Vanessa Poeppinghaus. I had first met her many years before in Dec 1991. I had left St George’s earlier that year, was back living in Rachub and Tony and Sadie Francis’s repeated attempts to imprison me on the basis of their perjury had failed. I did not have access to my records in those days, so I had no idea how hard the Francis’s had been working to try and bring this about, how much perjury had been committed and how many people had colluded, in north Wales, London and elsewhere. I had been told by GPs, my then solicitor Alwyn Jones and an ‘independent second opinion’, Dr David Mawson, that Tony and Sadie had genuinely been frightened of me, that it had all been a terrible misunderstanding, that everyone wanted peace to break out and that Gwynedd health Authority wanted to offer me care for what was by then a serious bout of depression. I had no idea that Alwyn was on board with Dafydd’s gang – I only discovered that in the last couple of weeks – and I didn’t know that David Mawson was either (see post ‘Doctors Who Disappeared From The Medical Register’). I wrote to the Francis’s and told them that I really was very sorry that they had ever believed that I was any sort of danger to them. I went to see them and they gave every impression of accepting my apology, making friends with me and told me that they would like to offer me a ‘service’ and we could just put everything else behind us.

Records in my possession show that it was an elaborate trap, set up for Gwynedd Health Authority to be seen to be ‘caring’ for me. There is a letter among my records signed by Alun Davies, the NHS manager, which was CCd to a number of other GHA senior staff, telling them that it was very useful that I’d agreed to see Tony Francis, because if the Health Authority were seen to be taking a ‘caring’ attitude (Davies put the word in inverted commas), towards me, they would have more chance of securing a conviction ‘the next time that we prosecute her’. There were indeed a number of prosecutions over the following years, accompanied by explanations of how hard they had all tried and how caring the Top Docs had been towards me, but really a secure mental hospital was now the only option…

Not long after the ‘peacemaking’, I was admitted to the old psychiatric ward, Seiriol Ward, in Ysbyty Gwynedd – the building of the Hergest Unit had not yet been completed – for serious depression, under the care of Tony Francis. The North Wales Police investigation into the abuse of kids in care had begun but I was barely aware of that. The paedophile gang had also geared up to do battle at UCNW, the battle in which the gang was ably assisted by ‘The Guardian’and involved fallacious allegations of anti-Welsh racism against the senior sociologist Graham Day and in which the lady who later married Merfyn was used as a football. See post ‘Badlands’. Merfyn’s wife died years later when I was working in the School of Social Sciences as a sociologist after Dafydd’s mates at The Walton Centre found that there was just no treatment for her…

I had been admitted to Seiriol Ward some time before Christmas 1991 and Brown was coming up to spend Christmas at my house, so it was arranged with Tony Francis that I’d spend Christmas at home with Brown. Brown arrived, collected me and we went back to Rachub. The next morning, I woke to find Brown groaning on the floor, asking me to call an ambulance because he was in agony, couldn’t move and thought that an organ must have ruptured. I went next door to the neighbours to borrow their phone, they came over to help and we waited for the ambulance. It didn’t hurry itself, although my neighbours and I had explained that whatever was wrong with Brown, it was nasty. After a long while the ambulance arrived. It wasn’t the sort of full blown ambulance equipped for people who needed lifting and stretchering, it was a sort of sub-ambulance for ferrying elderly people to hospital appointments. The ambulance man – there was only one of them – came in and told Brown that he could get into the ambulance. Brown explained that he was in so much pain that he couldn’t move and asked if he had a stretcher. No. Neither was the ambulance man going to ring for back up. Brown had to get up off his bed (or actually the floor) and walk outside into the ambulance. After a saga which involved my neighbours and I – not the ambulance man, he stood by watching – we got Brown into the ambulance. We arrived at Ysbyty Gwynedd. No real help to move Brown, although this time a wheelchair appeared. As soon as we got into A&E an Angel prioritised Brown, because he was in a worse state that anyone else. Then the Top Doc arrived. It was Vanessa Poeppinghaus. I didn’t know her, but I knew someone who did, so I knew of her. She prodded Brown about a bit and after she finished I said ‘so what’s wrong with him then?’ Vanessa gave me a big grin and said ‘I have no idea.’ So I asked if they were going to open him up. She said ‘ooh no that’s the last thing that we’ll do’ and buggered off. We stated in A&E for the next three hours. After two hours Brown was still in agony so Brown, for the one and only time in his life, asked for opiate painkillers.Vanessa told Brown that he couldn’t have any pain relief until another Top Doc had seen him. So we carried on waiting. After we had waited three hours, another Top Doc arrived. He asked Brown what the pain felt like, Brown said exactly what he had said to Vanessa and the Top Doc said immediately ‘kidney stone, give him lots of pethidine and admit him to the ward.’ The Top Doc disappeared.

Vanessa reappeared. Brown did not get lots of pethidine. He didn’t get sufficient to even touch the pain and that was obvious. Vanessa stayed nearby shrieking at Angels not to give anymore pain relief. After a long wait Brown was given a very bumpy ride up to the kidney ward. Where he received no pain relief and no treatment. The next day – Christmas Day – Brown passed the kidney stone, 18th century style.

After Christmas, I discussed kidney stones with the Angels on Seiriol Ward. One Angel, John Thomas, told me that kidney stones are known to be agony, that his wife had one and the Angels ensured that she had plenty of opiates. Medical textbooks that we consulted after Brown had the Vanessa Poeppinghaus Experience all said the same thing – very painful,  generous amounts of pethidine, as the patient needs.

The kidney service at Ysbyty Gwynedd responsible for Brown having, er, no treatment was the flagship service which had been not so long ago established by paedophiles’ friend Sir William Asscher, who was by then the Dean of St George’s. Just one year before Brown was clobbered with that kidney stone, Asscher had been very busy indeed, along with his staff,  forcing me out of my job and then colluding with Dafydd, the Drs Francis and Lucille Hughes in the series of attempts to have me imprisoned on the basis of their extensive perjury. See previous posts.

I have been told that Vanessa Poeppinghaus had been informed of who her patient was; the man who had raised his concerns over the past few years at events in north Wales and who had heard the phone calls during which Dafydd had tried to threaten and then bribe me into dropping my complaints and who had written to Gwynedd Health Authority about that as well.

This was not a one off. Years later I knew another Hergest Unit patient who had as much trouble with the gang as I did and was also eventually unlawfully refused all NHS treatment. He too had a kidney stone – when he was actually an in-patient at Hergest. His requests for medical help were met with Angels telling him to go and lie on his bed and be quiet. He too eventually piddled out a kidney stone many hours later. No pain relief, not even a cursory examination of any type.

I know of many other examples of people who have spilt the pints of the paedophiles who have subsequently found themselves denied healthcare, even in life-threatening situations and have detailed a few such cases in previous posts.

I knew one man who lived near Bethesda who’s mum killed herself when he was in infancy; his dad didn’t do a very good job of looking after him and other people told me that as a child, in the 1970s, he lived rough and scavenged for food in bins. Gwynedd Social Services were nowhere to be seen. As an adult, this man developed a very serious alcohol problem and as is often the case, after a drinking session he would get incredibly depressed; all Top Doctors know that alcohol is a depressant. After he got married, this man’s wife got very worried about his drinking and his depression and after much badgering on her part he went to Bethesda surgery and asked for help with his ‘nerves’. He was given a prescription for valium and no follow up appointment. Some weeks later, he arrived at my house pissed and caused much trouble, but didn’t damage anyone or anything. The next day he arrived in tears and said that he was really very sorry, but his drinking and depression was completely out of hand. I rang Bethesda Police Station and told them that I was concerned about this man, who was out of hand when drunk but clearly was very distressed. They offered to come over and arrest the ‘fat bastard’ for me. I told them that the last thing that the fat bastard needed was arresting. They told me that there was nothing that they could do then and put the phone down on me.

At the time, Dafydd was the ‘drugs and alcohol specialist’ for north Wales and was regularly appearing on TV and in the press, proffering his expert opinion and being robustly promoted in this capacity.

 

Vanessa Poeppinghaus herself has been in receipt of much NHS care, very expensive care as well, indeed so much care that Vanessa was featured on the TV! Because Vanessa, a few years after Brown’s encounter with her, had a multiple organ transplant! Bugger me if Vanessa wasn’t one of the first people to have one, a Brave Young Life Saver Herself Who Cared and of course who just wanted to Get Back To Work And Help Patients after her pioneering op! My God, Vanessa’s multiple organ transplant did wonders for that scandal ridden trafficking gang in north Wales and their Ysbyty Gwynedd with some of the worst clinical outcomes in the UK.

The Medical Miracle that was Vanessa continued. Within a few short years, Vanessa’s Wedding was headline news! Brave Vanessa was still alive! Soon after the Wedding, Vanessa Opened Her Heart to the media once more and explained that she Wanted Babies! She bloody well got them as well. Vanessa the Medical Miracle was soon being touted as I think it was the first recipient of a multiple organ transplant to Have Babies.

Goodness knows how much of this was true, yes the sadistic bitch did stay alive and she did have children, but knowing that lot I would not be in the least surprised if there had been a few porkies and a bit of research fraud along the way, because my God did that trafficking gang need a bit of good PR on many occasions. I seem to remember that Vanessa’s Multiple Miracles occurred in conjunction with King’s College London.

Vanessa is renowned for her style and fashion! Vanessa, I was told, has ‘shoes to die for’. I thought that Vanessa’s shoes were rather dull, they were the sort of things that Theresa May used to wear at the Tory conferences which set the knees of the old boys in the hall trembling. Utterly boring but with a dangerous patch of leopard skin on the toe. However Vanessa’s shoes are very expensive, very much more expensive that the footwear of other folk in Bangor.  Owen Smith received a bollocking from Wimmin when he was attempting to become Leader of the Labour Party after he stated that ‘we ought to smash Theresa May back on her kitten heels.’ Which I thought was hilarious, I am sure that Oily wasn’t really encouraging violence towards wimmin. Oily, if you fancy taking a principled stand at any point for a refreshing change, there’s a grade A cow of a paedophiles’ friend working at Ysbyty Gwynedd sporting kitten heels…

We’re the paedophiles’ friends and you can’t get us. We get multiple organ transplants and expensive shoes, you don’t even get a fucking aspirin when you’re got a kidney stone. If you have a brain tumour you can bloody well die because we remember 1993…

Ah, your life in their hands! Or should you dare complain about a gang of paedophiles or their mates, it’ll be your death in their hands.

 

The lifestyles of the paedophiles’ friends were a source of considerable resentment in Gwynedd, the bastards were so loathed that one could hear them being discussed in public. I was in one of the more expensive shops in Caernarfon in pursuit of a special pair of boots one day – hardly Jimmy Choos but not the ones for £5 in the baskets outside the really cheap shops either – and I was bending over trying on the boots and I heard a voice saying ‘are you a fucking social worker?’. So I looked up and said ‘no, but if you hate them I’ll understand why’. And the lady said ‘ooh I am sorry, all I saw was your blonde hair and you’re trying on expensive boots and I thought you were that fucking social worker’. So we had a good chat and yes, she was yet another Empowered Service User who had been screwed over by those who Help.

There was a shop in Bangor which was actually known as ‘the social workers shop’, it was very, very pricey, so only the social workers and the S4C twats were regulars in there. I think its real name was Morgans or something, but because it was trying to be so posh it didn’t actually have its name on the door. I saw what looked like interesting clothes in the window so I went in and found out that not only had they put the only good clothes that they had in the window, but the clothes were all really badly made, although they were priced in the hundreds. I saw a pair of pink Doc Martens and I asked ‘have you got these in a size 7?’ and they looked at me like I’d murdered their grandmother, so I thought oh fuck off then and left.

Then I found out that one of my mates who worked at Bangor University had a friend who worked as a sales assistant in the shop and who told her  that dealing with the stream of rude, demanding social workers was bad enough, but even worse were the S4C twats. According to my friend, the S4C twats would occupy the changing rooms and when they were trying on clothes, they wouldn’t actually speak to the lower caste shop assistant, an arm would just emerge from the cubicle, which was the signal that More Clothes Were Required and my friend’s mate was expected to go off and select more gear in the taste and size of the S4C twat to keep the supply up, a sort of intravenous drip of over-priced clothes.

S4C twats: lest you haven’t noticed, you are not in Knightsbridge, you are in Bangor and your pretensions entertained many of us.

Imagine how I laughed when one day I was sitting on the steps of Top College in Bangor and Meri Huws walked past me trying to rub it in that of course she hadn’t actually noticed riff raff like me sitting on the steps and Meri was clad from head to toe in the very outfit which only the previous week had been on display in the social workers/S4C twats shop. Even better was when Meri sported what Brown called ‘her George Melly jacket’ ‘which looks like its been made out of pair of curtains’. The height of entertainment was reached when the fashionista which was Meri turned up in a photograph in ‘The Bangoriad’, obviously pissed, wearing a jumpsuit made of bacofoil stuff which was undone rather too low for the occasion, which was one involving the Bangor University gerontocracy, who were also in the photograph looking a little shocked. I told one of my mates that the latest copy of ‘The Bangoriad’ had the best photo of Meri imaginable, so I was sent back to grab a whole load of Bangoriads to distribute to the oppressed, but the pile of Bangoriads had gone. Probably because someone in the organs of Gov’t at Bangor heard that word had been sent out re that photo of Meri.

 

Vanessa Poeppinghaus and her Multiple Medical Firsts were not the only source of good PR that Dafydd and the gang received. I have mentioned in previous posts that Dafydd and his associates turned up in the most extraordinary media places, as a result of the gang’s many fingers in media pies. Dafydd took the biscuit when he rang up the James Whale Radio Show in the early hours, told James Whale that he was a psychopath and discussed the consequences of this with James Whale live on air (see previous post). I have just been having a cringe and old clips on You Tube of that most hideous of 1970s TV programmes from which Brown and I derived so much entertainment when we were in our teens, ‘Ask The Family’, presented by the horribly smug Robert Robinson and his comb over. Imagine my surprise when I found the Grand Final from one series which was going to determine ‘who was the cleverest family in the land’ no less, which featured a family from Llandudno, the Griffiths. Mrs Arlene Griffiths was a Teacher and Mr David Griffiths was an Office Manager. Arlene and David looked seriously grim, which was hardly surprising because Arlene will have known something about the abuse of kids in north Wales and no doubt David did as well, because being an Office Manager in Llandudno will have meant that he almost certainly worked for one of Local Authorities, which were facilitating the gang. Not a word about the massive trafficking ring in operation ever found its way into the media until the 1990s, but folk from north Wales employed in professions which facilitated that gang popped up everywhere.

Would you know anything about why this was Ann Clwyd?

 

When the gang got really desperate they would arrange an Event and, if possible, invite a VIP and always journos and cameras of course, such as the 2005 Awards Ceremony  which I discussed in my post ‘Tan yn Llyn’ in which Awards were given to staff of the mental health services who had done so much to conceal serious crime by a senior Angel who had concealed a great deal of crime herself, including a suspicious death on Seiriol Ward (see post ‘Inside Information About A Hergest Unit Death’).

The building of the Hergest Unit provided many opportunities for PR Events. I have discussed in previous posts how, as it became very obvious by about 10 years ago that the Hergest Unit was both very dangerous and irretrievable and as the death rate soared and then even the staff began killing themselves, the problems were blamed on the building. The building was crap and had always been crap and that was the problem. Exactly the same excuse was used for the dreadful state of affairs when the North Wales Hospital was in use. The Betsi Board even managed to blame Tawel Fan on the building. It is not the buildings that are screaming at suicidal patients to ‘go on and do it then’, assaulting them, having them arrested after lies have been told to the police or unlawfully denying them treatment. It is the staff and it is the same staff who have been doing that for many, many years.

Contrary to what is now being said about that crappy old Hergest Unit, when that Unit was opened, the staff were really proud of it and were offering people guided tours. It was certainly much better than what went before ie. Dafydd’s Denbigh Dungeon (although that did of course stay open for years after Hergest came into being, although people were told lies about that as well) and Seiriol and Dwynwen Wards in Ysbyty Gwynedd. However, the Top Doctors were scrapping with each other during the development phase of Hergest. None of them could agree on what the best plan would be.

Something Had To Be Done however, certainly after Mary Wynch began heading for the Master of the Rolls in the early 1980s. Ysbyty Gwynedd had of course been planned, built and then opened in 1984, with its two psychiatric wards, but whoops, there were deaths, patient harm and serious complaints. Everyone knew what the problem was, it was Those Wards In That Building. In March 1989 there was havoc in Gwynedd Health Authority, with questions in the House regarding the massive amounts of money which had inexplicably disappeared, the gross mismanagement and the arrival of a hit squad from the Welsh Office, who had presided over the fuckwittery for years themselves and lied to any patient who dared raise concerns. See post ‘A Visit To Gwynedd Archives’. By the time of that bunfight in the Commons, I and Brown had been raising our deepest concerns for five years only to be told by the Welsh Office and Gwynedd Health Authority that everything was absolutely fine, I was mad and Brown was a Git.

In March 1989 there were questions in the House about Gwynedd Health Authority. In May 1989 I was offered that job at St George’s which was used to end my career in medical research and nearly resulted in me serving a prison sentence.

It is interesting to note that in the Commons and in the documentation compiled by Gwynedd Health Authority at that time, there are frank admissions with regard to the appalling state of the mental health services, as well as the Obs and Gynae services in Gwynedd. So there would be Investment and New Buildings. Peter Walker was Secretary of State for Wales at the time and David Hunt was the Welsh Office Minister charged with dealing with Gwynedd Health Authority.

The Hergest Unit opened in 1992 and it was a Flagship Unit. The best in Europe no less, as Sir Ronnie Waterhouse was told by Rob Evans at the Waterhouse Inquiry five years later, Rob having served as Assistant Director of Gwynedd Social Services, with responsibilities for children’s homes and then for mental health (see post ‘I Know Nuzzing’).

After the Hergest Unit had been opened for a while, so it must have been sometime in 1993, there was a Grand Opening during which a carved stone celebrating the occasion was unveiled. The Grand Opening was attended by a VIP; it was someone from the Welsh Office, but I don’t know if it was a Minister or the Secretary of State. Why don’t I know? Because every patient who had ever complained about the gang was very carefully kept away from that Event and one of those was of course me. I was later told that the Event was Marvellous and the VIP was very impressed with the caring Angels and Top Doctors and their Patience with the Nutters. That opinion was reinforced by the actions of one patient who had been shagged by the staff at Denbigh, assaulted and generally neglected who did manage to get through the security for the Event and who, just as Mr Important was about to pull the cord that lifted the curtain to unveil the stone, leaned over, pulled the cord and unveiled the stone herself. It was explained that she was Mentally Ill, not that she had a serious condition which was being mismanaged and had been dumped in Denbigh years ago by her well-to-do and actually very famous family who never mentioned in any of their many media appearances that they had left her to rot in the hands of Dafydd. This patient was one of those who became destitute when the Day Centre was closed down during the Waterhouse Inquiry.

The Secretary of State for Wales at the time will have been either David Hunt or John Redwood and the Health Secretary would have been former psychiatric social worker Virginia Bottomley. See previous posts for Virginia’s vast network of friends and relations who are nearly all paedophiles’ friends.

Throughout the years of chaos, Andrew Park, the crooked Welsh Office solicitor, encouraged mental health staff to perjure themselves in an attempt to imprison witnesses to serious wrongdoing, fabricated documents and destroyed evidence. During the same period of time, the Welsh Office’s Social Services Inspection Unit failed to respond to complaints of serious abuse of children in care, even on the occasions when staff had been convicted and imprisoned and failed to even conduct inspections of children’s homes, even those homes where there had been complaints of serious abuse.

Dafydd’s gang did whatever they wanted and no-one ever responded to any concerns, not even to deaths or to the complaint that one boy at Bryn Alyn had been forced to have sex with adult men at gunpoint.

The Menai Day Centre finally closed its doors in the late 1990s as described in previous posts, but bits of the Hergest Unit began closing not long after the Unveiling Event with the VIP. The first bit to close was the Heidi Humphreys Mother and Baby Unit, another Flagship initiative which was opened with a media circus. That Unit was named after an Angel who had worked on Seiriol Ward who was killed in a crash on her way home to Pwllheli one day. Another death of a witness. The Heidi Humphreys Unit lasted just months and had hosted about six or seven patients before its doors were locked. Just on a temporary basis, because ‘there wasn’t enough staff’. No more staff were employed and the Heidi Humphreys Unit was never opened again. The pretence was kept up for a bit, in that the furniture stayed in there on the grounds that the Unit would soon be back in action. Then a a few unwanted bits and pieces were stored in there. Then it became The Place to dump anything that wasn’t wanted. Then it was converted into a junior doctors’ socialising room. See post ‘The Sad Story Of The Heidi Humphreys Unit’.

There were no journos and TV cameras present when the Heidi Humphreys Unit closed. Or when all the other bits of the Hergest Unit began closing not long after the Flagship Unit, the Best In Europe, had opened.

The Flagship Unit opened its doors during the North Wales Police investigation into the possible VIP paedophile ring being concealed in High Places which was feared to be operating in north Wales/Cheshire. The investigation ended in 1992, when the police declared that there was no evidence of any paedophile ring. The VIP from the Welsh Office which was concealing the paedophile ring that the North Wales Police hadn’t found any evidence of, although some of their officers were members of the gang, rocked up for the Unveiling at the Hergest Unit after the All Clear had been declared and to reassure the world that we were all happy in our madness.

I’m not sure that we were all happy in our madness, Dafydd and the traffickers did all that they could to destroy our lives, but as regular readers will know, Dafydd et al may have been dangerous criminals but they were so ludicrous that we did derive much entertainment from them. It was little wonder that VIPs were kept well away from Empowered Service Users, because one would hear Angels saying ‘well you’ve had your appointment with DA, how did it go?’ And they would be met with responses like ‘I thought he was a bit of a twat’ or ‘I’m not seeing him again, he’s a big wanker.’

 

I have described elsewhere how the patients got so sick of complaints being ignored that they took the piss by doing things like walking up to an Angel in Ysbyty Gwynedd while carrying a rubber plant and saying ‘It wasn’t me who murdered Mary Wynch’s mother and this rubber plant wasn’t the murder weapon, it was Dr Dafydd Alun Jones wot did it with an overdose of barbiturates’. The Angel said ‘Yes dear’ and walked off, leaving us pissing ourselves laughing, because Mary Wynch’s mother had died inexplicably in one of Dafydd’s homes, with the symptoms of barbiturate poisoning. There was no investigation because Dafydd had Mary unlawfully arrested and imprisoned.

One patient responded to TV adverts urging viewers to report crime to ‘Crimestoppers’ by ringing up ‘Crimestoppers’ and providing them with full details of some of Dafydd’s crimes. The murder of Mary Wynch’s mother of course but he also gave the name and details of one of Dafydd’s dealers/distributors, what he was selling, where he was selling it and who he was selling it to. ‘Crimestoppers’ told him that they were treating his calls as hoaxes and there would be no further action of any sort. One patient reported the activities of a sexually aggressive psych patient in the local community to ‘Crimestoppers’. Again full details were provided. The caller was told that this call would be ignored. See previous posts for details of the ‘Crimestoppers’ incidents.

As well as the ‘Crimestoppers’ adverts, there were also all the adverts in the media demanding that people blow the whistle on the suppliers of the duty free tobacco which was flooding into Britain at the time. Every Hergest patient I knew who smoked roll ups had a good supply of rolling tobacco. It was for sale absolutely everywhere. The patients – apart from me – smoked like chimneys and many of them were seriously short of money. Many north Wales patients were not even getting the benefits to which they were entitled because no-one had told them about this and then if they did find out the Arfon Community Mental Health Team would snap that they weren’t going to ‘help’ them. The applications for benefit had to be supported by evidence from the thugs in the Arfon CMHT, so people didn’t bother to apply for their benefits. Thus cheap tobacco was hugely popular. Supplying the duty free tobacco also provided a useful income for Empowered Service Users and others who were being deprived of their benefits by the gang.

Were any of us ever going to grass up people who were supplying the tobacco to our friends when we were arrested if we tried to report assaults on us by a people trafficking gang?

The main baccy dealer in Rachub was a pensioner who lived in one of the old people’s bungalows. I don’t know how he secured one of those, because he was from London, Gwynedd County Council claimed to have a policy of prioritising local people and everyone was on the list for years. It was hilarious, he was receiving shipments – big shipments as well – from his son in London through the Royal Mail. The word would go out to the Empowered Service Users that a shipment would be arriving the next day and the postie would arrive with several enormous parcels and the old boy would cheerily yell ‘oh its the shipment’, the postie would unload the shipment and over the next few hours there would be a steady stream of Empowered Service Users to the pensioner’s bungalow, who left with a load of baccy.

The parcels of baccy would then be taken into the Hergest where they would be divided into smaller parcels and flogged off to other Empowered Service Users in the Day Centre when the staff were far too busy in the Angels’ office to take any notice of what was going on in the main lounge.

The Rachub pensioner was the main supplier for a long while, but then a new dealer arrived on the scene. This man offered a very good service, because he brought the baccy into the Day Centre and flogged it off on the premises. How was he able to do this? Because he was an Empowered Service User himself. Not one who’s life was being wrecked by Dafydd et al, this man was a former member of an Outlaws Bike Gang who had been chopped in the head with an axe by a fellow biker, had incurred a serious injury which left him partially paralysed and ended up in the arms of Hergest by being a PTSD patient, so I presume that he was something to do with Dafydd. I was certain that he was something to do with Dafydd when it transpired that the Shop – as it was openly called – began flogging dope (‘do ewe mean mari-jew-ana?’) and then a variety of other recreational chemicals…

Was the purveyor of drugs ever arrested, banned from the Hergest, described as dangerous, served with High Court injunctions etc like me? Of course he wasn’t, because he was Of Dafydd. He received far more benefits than other patients because he wasn’t being shafted by the gang and had a very pleasant time during his visits to the Day Centre. God knows what the Angels and Top Docs thought were in all the very full bags which accompanied him to the Hergest Unit or why they never noticed that after he arrived the lounge would be inexplicably full, with patients going in and out with bags full of something, thanking him. The Hergest Unit then arranged for the dealer to undertake an Art degree at Coleg Menai for ‘rehabilitation’ purposes. He was not the only Empowered Service User who did this, there was a small group who did so, but they were all the people who hadn’t Upset People ie. complained about Dafydd and the gang. There was me and at least four other Empowered Service Users with postgrad qualifications who failed to receive responses from Hergest staff when we asked about returning to college or work. One man with a PhD in biochemistry gave up trying to get any sense out of the Hergest Unit and went to see the Disability Resettlement Officer in Bangor Job Centre and told him that he’d like to get back to work. The Disability Resettlement Officer told him that they didn’t have any jobs for anyone, let alone Hergest patients.

While this was happening, the north Wales newspapers boasted constantly of all the ‘help’ that Empowered Service Users were given, the many ‘work projects’ and all the ‘funding’ that was going into such schemes. The only one that we ever actually encountered was a community pottery in Bethesda run by a really nice man called Dave. No Angel or Top Doctor told us about it, one Empowered Service User discovered it and spread the world that we could do two days in the pottery and earn a small amount of extra money. The pottery filled up and was massively popular. Most people in the pottery were the Empowered Service Users who had been frozen out of everything by Dafydd’s gang. After we had all been going to the pottery for some two months, Dave told us that sadly the pottery was closing. His funding had been withdrawn. Well the pottery wasn’t run by Dafydd and the gang, it was enjoyable, very popular and we liked Dave because he didn’t threaten us or have us arrested. Of course the pottery had its funding withdrawn, why ever would it have been tolerated? The building which housed the pottery remained locked with all the pottery gear in there and unused for a very long time after Dave had his funding withdrawn.

This will be difficult for readers outside of north Wales to understand, but Dafydd’s gang ran everything, absolutely everything, in north Wales. The economy was wrecked and all there was were very low paid often part time jobs and secure jobs were unheard of unless one worked in the NHS, the County Councils, the police, in education or the law. All of which were the domain of the paedophile gang. Who owned the care homes which provided so many of the other jobs? Er, the paedophile gang and their friends. They ran the charidees, the ‘Gov’t initiatives’, even the pubs and restaurants, they ran everything. Nearly everyone I knew had been in north Wales for years, so had got used to this, but I did meet a few people new to the area who all commented that they had never seen such appalling employers as those in north Wales. They could be appalling, there were so few jobs that if someone was unlawfully sacked or walked out, there’d be another desperate person along within a few hours. It was why people worked in the dreadfully abusive ‘care homes’ or in the kids’ homes. I asked Brown the other day if he thought that the economy of north Wales was deliberately kept wrecked, because it was only that which ensured that Dafydd and the gang were able to run hundreds of ‘homes’ in which kids and vulnerable people were grossly abused and trafficked. Brown reckons that it was more a situation of hopeless greedy people with mates in Gov’t who wanted what money there was for them and their friends. I have always known that to be true, but know I’ve gained a bit of an understanding as to which levers were controlling the economy in north Wales, I do wonder if it was indeed a deliberate policy to ensure that north Wales stayed well and truly shafted…

 

To return to the man who ran the Shop in the patients’ lounge in the Hergest Unit from where goodies could be purchased. Some years later I met a retired academic from England who had undertaken the Art course at Coleg Menai when the man who ran the Shop had been on that course. The retired academic told me that the Art course had taken a contingent of ‘rather odd’ people, who had caused great problems, particularly one man, who on a field trip to Amsterdam had defected from the student group to conduct business with some big time drug dealers in Amsterdam… The ‘odd people’ were the Empowered Service Users who had been deemed worthy of Help because they hadn’t Upset People. I also knew that to access Help, one of the Coleg Menai students had taken part in a benefits fraud with a social worker…

 

The pensioner who lived in the old people’s bungalow in Rachub who flogged the baccy for died back in the late 1990s. I know someone who went to his funeral in London. They met his family and reported back that they were very unpleasant. Serious criminals who reminisced at the funeral about the Good Old Days when they were in the NF and hassled the ethnic minorities.

So how did Gwynedd County Council manage to give one of their old people’s bungalows to a man from a crime family in London while Ioan Bowen Rees proudly ran Fortress Gwynedd, Homes for Locals?

Yma O Hyd!

 

Dafydd Iwan

 

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The Rachub bus stop was another site at which baccy and other goods were bought and sold among Empowered Service Users and others. My post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’ described the neglect and abuse that Empowered Service Users and others were experiencing in Rachub and Bethesda, on the doorstep of Ioan Bowen Rees, the then Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council, who lived in Rachub, but in a grand Plas down a lane, hidden from the view of the proles by beech trees. Ioan served as an adviser to Dafydd Wigley. Ioan never waited at the bus stop, he could afford a car and an expensive one as well, but Ioan must have known what was going on at the bus stop because his teenaged children – one of whom evolved into International Rock Star Of The People Gruff Rhys (see post ‘The International Language Of Screaming’) – were too young to drive and they will have known people who went on the buses even if Ioan chauffeured them about himself.

The Empowered Service Users were often approached at the bus stop and asked if they wanted to sell their medication or swap it for goods. The trade was fuelled substantially by ‘Dafydd’s addicts’ who were all au fait with selling their drugs, because they only ever wanted Dafydd as a Top Doctor because he gave them huge quantities of any drugs that they requested. Dafydd was famous for this, that’s why he came highly recommended by the criminals, no-one else wanted to see the mad old bugger. Because Dafydd’s addicts told other ne’r-do-wells that Empowered Service Users never had any money and had prescription medication as well, people would ask them if they wanted to sell their tablets.

In the 1990s there was also a man who went around Bethesda and the surrounding villages in a van hiring out videos, which he would swap for prescription medication. I didn’t realise for some time that under the seats were the Grumble Vids, which could be exchanged for particularly sought after medication. By chatting to this man, I discovered that when he was young, he had been a patient of Dafydd’s. When he had children, there was of course a Referral to Dafydd. Once more, it was another family who over more than one generation, had been screwed over by Dafydd who ensured that they remained trapped in what Blair called the underclass. This man and his family were targeted by the gang – they had tried running little businesses, renting shops after saving up a bit of money etc but things had unravelled. Another family labelled as having a lot of ‘bad luck’ or not being very capable. Well if Dafydd’s gang hadn’t have forced them back into dealing in prescription drugs and the grumble vids, they’d have had a bit more of a chance at getting back on their feet.

 

I’d like to clarify something at this point. For years now, it has been put around by Top Docs and those who collude with them that Empowered Service Users are ‘stigmatised’. The only people who stigmatise the Empowered Service Users are the Top Doctors, they are by far the worst most bigoted offenders. I have mentioned that previously. What I have not stressed is why Empowered Service Users were told that people would stigmatise them if they ‘know that you’ve been in Denbigh’. Oh excuse me, the patients in Denbigh were friends with each other, looked out for each other to the extent that such profoundly vulnerable people could ever look after each other, the patients in Denbigh had no problem chatting about having Been In Denbigh. It was the rest of polite society who needed to ensure that the patients shut up about Being In Denbigh because it was known that what was being politely ignored and concealed out there was just so gross that no-one dared risk it becoming known.

You ran a paedophile gang and an empire of serious crime you bloody hypocrites and you did that while you banged on about playing harps and eating the bara brith. And don’t you ever dare tell me that it was all about language and nationality – my friends in Denbigh were Welsh, as Welsh as Ioan Bowen Rees was and he, Dafydd and Lucille made a killing out of their vulnerabilities. Literally.

I received an e mail from someone last summer who told me that he wished he’d seen the ‘corrupt little faces’ of the paedophiles’ friends when I turned up at Bangor and completed the speediest PhD in the history of the University of Wales. Yes, it was quite entertaining, they all had to pretend that they hadn’t noticed. Not that Bangor is 100% paedophiles’ friends, there are some very, very nice people at Bangor; I could usually tell who was a paedophiles’ friend because they’d start gurning in distress if I was too near them, but there were a few who were very well camouflaged who got under my radar.

 

With regard to Rhodri, Ann Clwyd, Martin Jones and the other MPs Of Compassion who sponsored and signed the EDMs in the Commons in March 1996. The cause of the rage and the EDMs were the actions of the Municipal Mutual, the insurers of Clwyd County Council, who upon legal advice totally suppressed the Jillings Report into the abuse of children in the care of Clwyd, 1974-95. It was known that the most terrible abuse had happened, but Municipal Mutual ordered the Report to be made available to no-one but their own lawyers; the Councillors themselves were not given access to the Report and Municipal Mutual told Clwyd that if anyone did get hold of that Report and disclose any of the contents, the Council’s insurance cover would be withdrawn and the Councillors themselves would be made personally liable for compensating any former kids in care who sued and this would lead to the Councillors being declared bankrupt and losing their homes. In the event of Councillor Malcolm King – who was considered a bit of a loose cannon having asked rather too many awkward questions about what was happening to those kids – getting his paws on a copy of the Jillings Report and breathing one word, Municipal Mutual demanded that he should be sacked. Malcolm King Chaired Clwyd County Council’s Social Services Committee. For full details see posts ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake’ and ‘The Aftermath Of The Jillings Report – In Parliament’.

Municipal Mutual were also the insurers of the North Wales Police.

Municipal Mutual acted at all times on the advice of their legal adviser, Michael Beloff QC, it was he who ensured that no-one was ever going to get to the truth of what had gone in in the children’s homes in Clwyd. Michael Beloff is a colleague of Cherie and a personal friend of Cherie and Miranda. When Miranda became PM, Beloff was entertained at Chequers. When Beloff advised Municipal Mutual, Miranda was the Leader of the Labour Party.

Any Labour MPs up for sponsoring and signing an EDM condemning that naughty insurance company?

When Rhodri was busy with EDMs condemning Municipal Mutual for following the legal advice given to them by a close friend of the leader of his own Party, Rhodri was the Opposition Spokesman on Welsh Affairs. He had previously worked alongside Miranda in the Shadow Energy team.

The year after Rhodri made his public display with the EDMs, Julie Morgan was elected as the MP for Cardiff North, voted in by all those middle class constituents who knew about the barrel of crap in north Wales.

Rhodri’s former bedfellow, Meri Huws aka the Crack Of Doom, in the 1980s worked as a social worker for Gwynedd County Council and her responsibilities included the children’s homes in Bangor, where kids were being abused and trafficked. See posts ‘Are You Local?’ and ‘People With Energy?’

When Merfyn Jones was appointed as VC of Bangor University, there was one fuck of a row and the fur flew because he made Meri Huws a PVC. People were frank in their opinions that Meri was completely unsuitable for such a position and Professor Dylan Jones-Evans, who hated Meri and had recently left Bangor under a huge cloud for pastures new at Glyndwr University, paid a visit to Bangor and enjoyed himself by asking people how it felt to be working in a university ‘with Meri fucking Huws as a PVC’. Dylan observed that Meri must be the first women to close the gender gap by opening her legs. I’ve got news for Dylan, that is a tried and tested way for those who break the glass ceiling and then boast about it, I’ve been mapping the phenomenon for years.

The reason why Dylan was having such a dig – part from the fact that he is Dylan of course – is that Meri’s appointment was accompanied by much bullshit about Meri being the first women PVC at Bangor. Yes Meri and what a bloody insult it was to every other woman in the place. The dirty deed was blamed on Merfyn ‘because he wants to pretend that he’s a feminist’. There were also rumours that Meri and Merfyn had been discussing Uganda together; one of my colleagues who had Inside Knowledge remarked that she felt sorry for any male boss of Meri’s because it would be automatically assumed that they had slept with the old slapper. The appointment was not Merfyn’s idea. I am sure that he is bright enough to know damn well what a bloody disaster Meri was going to be – which indeed she was. Merfyn was directly ordered to give Meri that job by the Welsh Gov’t, as part of their Wimmin’s Agenda.

The FM at the time was Rhodri Morgan. Who slept with a member of a trafficking gang, then years later ordered Merfyn to give her a job for which she was unqualified and unsuitable and then blamed Merfyn when everything that Meri touched turned to dust. It was the Crack of Doom who was responsible for the series of early disasters relating to the Pontio Arts Centre…

 

Neither do the two Plaid members who signed the EDMs re Municipal Mutual, Dafydd Wigley and Elfyn Llwyd, have any excuses. Apart from the fact that they were at the heart of the paedophiles’ friends in just about every way possible, Michael Beloff’s dad, Lord Max Beloff, got on very well with Ioan Bowen Rees and provided a glowing review of one of Ioan’s volumes. See post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’ Ioan was an expert on democracy and local government.

Jesus Christ.

Max Beloff was one of the movers and shakers involved in the founding of the UK’s first private university, the University of Buckingham, which was closely associated with Thatcher and her mates from the IEA. See post ‘The Bloody State We’re In’ for further information on the Beloff clan.

 

Just 14 months after Miranda and Cherie’s mate Michael Beloff saved everybody’s bacon, Miranda became PM!

 

My post ‘The Bloody State We’re In’ provided details of Stuart Errington, one of the Directors of Municipal Mutual at the time of the Jillings Investigation and Report. Another Director was Sir John Lovill. John Lovill is listed as having been the Director of 43 companies and his address is given as one in Lewes, East Sussex. John Allen owned brothels in Brighton, to which he trafficked kids in care from north Wales. Yet another Municipal Mutual Director at the time was Lord Merlyn-Rees.

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Merlyn Rees was born in Pontypridd, south Wales, was elected as the Labour MP for Leeds South, 1963-83 and then Morley and Leeds South, 1983-92. At the heart of the land of Savile, a corrupt police force and a huge paedophile gang with links to the gangs in Wales. Merlyn Rees was Secretary of State for N Ireland, 1974-76, under Wilson and then Callaghan, in which post Merlyn Rees concealed the VIP paedophile ring which was based at Kincora Boys’ Home, which it has been repeatedly alleged included Sir Anthony Blunt and Lord Louis Mountbatten. Rees was then Home Secretary, 1977-79, under Callaghan. In which capacity he concealed all that serious crime caused by Dafydd and the gang.

 

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Merlyn Rees was President of the Video Standards Council from 1990, when John Allen and the gang were busy making huge quantities of porn using the kids from children’s homes in north Wales. Rees was the first Chancellor of the University of Glamorgan, 1994-02.

 

Recent news reports reassure us that things at the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board are getting worse, which is quite some achievement. The BBC reported that the A&E waiting times at Wrexham Maelor Hospital are now the worst that have been recorded of any hospital in Wales since targets were introduced. All targets missed at all times. The waiting times at Ysbyty Glan Clwyd are the second worst in Wales and are ‘getting worse’.

 

The Proud Legacy Of The Top Docs Of North Wales
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There has been another baby death at the Betsi which should not have happened. The Betsi solicitor, Patricia Gaskell, was wheeled out to apologise and reassure the world that everyone really was very sorry and it Won’t Happen Again. That’s the Patricia Gaskell who used to be the Ysbyty Gwynedd solicitor and who pretended to deal with my complaint about Ysbyty Gwynedd in 2002, part of which was me being assaulted and injured by an Angel and three healthcare assistants. Gaskell did an excellent imitation of being a decent woman who wanted to resolve the matter by mediation. The only Top Doctor who agreed to attend the mediation walked out after three minutes without contributing and refused to return when Gaskell asked him to. The mediation was suggested by Gaskell and paid for by the NW Wales NHS Trust. I then received a letter from Keith Thomson, the then CEO of the Trust, telling me and my lawyer that the mediation had broken down because of me, that I had now been classed as a ‘vexatious complainant’ and that no more letters of mine would be answered. My complaint was never ever investigated.

There were subsequently more complaints from patients who said that they had been assaulted who named the very people whom I had named.

When my lawyers eventually took Thomson to the High Court and he was threatened with imprisonment if he did not hand over the records which he was unlawfully witholding, among the records were letters from Gaskell to the staff who had assaulted me telling them that they did not have to answer questions or attend the mediation. There was also a memo from Gaskell to a manager asking for ‘more nurses down the police station please’ to make statements about me ‘threatening to kill’ a manager. The trial collapsed on the first day because the Angels had perjured themselves. There was no investigation and now Gaskell is apologising for dead babies. She probably congratulated the midwives and drank champers with them when the baby’s parents weren’t around.

The news reports re the dead baby whom Gaskell probably had a good laugh over stated that a Top Doctor had suggested that perhaps the baby would have lived if he had been treated at Arrowe Park in Liverpool, rather than the Special Care Baby Unit in north Wales. The public of north Wales BEGGED for that Unit, there was a campaign led by Top Doctors, abuse and threats were hurled at Merfyn Jones and Mary Burrows at a public meeting when they were still leading that Board and trying to restrain the paedophiles’ friends because people feared that they might say no to the Unit. Now the paedophiles’ friends have got exactly what they demanded. A Special Care Baby Unit, in north Wales, for which Carwyn stumped up. But oooh, this baby’s death, ooh it won’t be the staff guvnor, its that fucking unit, ooh, if only this baby had been at Arrowe Park…

There was one Gwynedd Top Doc who wanted neonates treated at Arrowe Park. It was Dr Lyndon Miles, whom I recently found out is a well-camouflaged paedophiles’ friend. Lyndon is mates with Edwina Hart and was the Chair of the Gwynedd Local Heath Board. The Gwynedd Local Health Board refused to correspond with me when I was unlawfully arrested by Elfed and Martin and unlawfully refused treatment. Arrowe Park is part of the Liverpool empire of the paedophiles’ friends.

Lyndon, do you know anything about this Top Doc who is suggesting that Arrowe Park would have been a better option?

Never mind Vaughan, give them all a pay rise and tell those bastard patients to stop Talking Down The NHS! Perish the thought that anyone might go in and arrest these lying, perjuring, murdering bastards, who never ever stop screaming, demanding more and blaming everyone else for their cock-ups, even when they have been given exactly what they have asked for at a cost of many millions.

 

I mentioned previously on this blog that my former colleagues and I recently won an award for academic excellence, on the basis of the last journal article that we published together. We wrote this article after I had been made redundant, unlawfully detained in Parkhead and Wrexham Maelor and the paedophile gang had wrecked my life yet again. One of my co-authors, Professor Howard Davis, attended the ceremony in Toronto where a plaque with our names engraved upon it was due to be awarded, but the plaque wasn’t ready, so Howard received the public congratulations and was told that the plaque would be sent on to him. We have now heard that the plaque has been dispatched and Howard is organising a get-together, so that we can celebrate.

I am looking forward to catching up with my friends/former colleagues/fellow award winners. They are: Howard, who was described by a member of the paedophile gang as a ‘cold male academic’; Graham Day, the man who came under attack from ‘The Guardian’ as a result of false allegations on the part of a paedophile gang; and Marta Eichsteller, who was identified as being one of the best twenty young sociologists in the world but who was told by the paedophiles’ friends that she should not be employed at Bangor University because she is not Welsh. I am sure that Bangor University will be delighted to issue a press release informing the wider academic community of this Event.

More Dogs That Did Not Bark

Just a few days ago John McDonnell announced that the Labour Party were going to back the trade unions to protect workers in the gig economy. John McDonnell has obviously noticed – but not admitted – that for many years now, the trade union movement has dismally failed to protect the lowest paid or insecure workers. Instead the trade unions have been dedicated to helping the semi-professional or professional middle classes – Angels, teachers, university lecturers etc. Not people with bankers’ salaries, but not people who are anywhere near the bottom of the heap; people who believe that they are ‘low paid’ because they are on £40k pa. I acknowledge that £40k pa in central London doesn’t get you very far if you have children, but nonetheless there are people in London who are working for far, far less, whom the trade union movement has only recently noticed even exist.

I treasure the memory of Eileen Tilley, the corrupt UCU rep at Bangor University, planning a march of ‘her members’ through Bangor, to highlight their oppression. They were obviously going to go down through the High Street, past all the empty shops, the pound shops, the charity shops, past the Job Centre where there were very few jobs offering anything above the minimum wage, marching past the many people who had gone into Bangor to do their shopping on the bus because they didn’t have a car. Do you know stressed Tilley, that some lecturers with years of experience were only on £40k pa? Er, yes. Do you know that some of those lecturers  – not all but some – did absolutely nothing and gave their teaching and marking to the PhD students and post-docs to do (who were not paid for it) and enjoyed full protection from Tilley and UCU when they behaved appallingly towards their colleagues? Do you know that when Tilley was planning to march on Bangor, the average annual income in Gwynedd was less that £18k? See previous posts for more Eileen Tilley-related lies and laffs.

It was Lord Clive Jenkins, he who was substantially responsible for ensuring that the Lord Windbag ended up as leader of the Labour Party – that went well didn’t it –  who declared that his big achievement had been to unionise the middle classes. Many of the now unionised middle classes are employing those whom the unions are not interested in as their cleaners. For the background on the over-indulged twat that was Clive Jenkins, see post ‘I Warn You…’.

The ‘Morning Star’ devoted much coverage to John McDonnell’s ‘pledge’. The ‘Morning Star’ is excited about the TUC beano which I think is being held  at the moment or is about to be held, so all the old favourites have been given space in the newspaper over the past few days – UCU, Len McCluskey and Len’s union UNITE etc.

 

Mark Serwotka, the General Secretary of PCS, the Public and Commercial Services union, the union for civil servants, has been in the ‘Morning Star’ as well and Mark was also the lead story on the ‘Today’ programme yesterday. Mark is the latest figure in the firing line re the allegations and counter-allegations of anti-semitism that are currently destroying the Labour Party. Mark Serwotka is loved by many on the left, although the ammo fired at him by his critics has received much coverage, such as his salary of well over £100k pa.  Mark has also provided the Top Doctors with a bit of free PR. In 2013 Serwotka was fitted with a battery-powered ventricular assist device after picking up a viral infection from the family dog. He was readmitted to hospital on 30 August 2016, when the ventricular assist device developed a clot and his doctors then placed him on the urgent transplant list. In December 2016 Mark had a heart transplant at Papworth Hospital.

As any fule kno, whistleblowers find that somehow they just never receive effective treatment from the Top Doctors, no matter how serious or disabling their conditions. I had yet another e mail from a target yesterday; someone who worked as an Angel in Manchester, relocated to north Wales years ago and complained about Dafydd. She has certainly paid a high price – sectioned, discredited and refused treatment for a number of serious conditions which she subsequently developed. She ended up losing a leg and is now in a wheelchair, having not worked for many years. She told me that this had happened because she challenged the north Wales NHS over their malpractice. Doing that won’t have helped, but I was able to reassure her that where Dafydd and the mental health services were concerned, no-one is safe. I spent 30 years observing at close quarters and there is undoubtedly  a ‘culture’ (more accurately described as an ‘evil’) within the mental health services in which patients are all seen as the Enemy. Whatever their background, patients are viewed as Manipulative, time-wasters, fakes, lazy, benefit scroungers and liars and are pathologised by the ‘services’. I have reassured many people that there was nothing that they could have done to have elicited appropriate care and treatment. The ‘services’ were running a trafficking ring and no decent members of staff who did join them ever lasted more than a few months, they just walked away. Some of those staff did try to raise concerns about the abuse of patients, serious misconduct and severe workplace bullying but were ignored. They then found that their lives were destroyed and that they could no longer obtain jobs or effective medical care. Word got around and now no-one dares blow the whistle.

As the General Secretary of PCS, Mark Serwotka will have received a warm welcome from the Top Docs. Mark’s union contains many people who, by keeping their mouths shut, have ensured that the sort of criminality which prevailed in north Wales continues. Even Mark’s members in junior positions such as those who work in the benefits offices are witness to the wrongdoing – they see the paperwork compiled by the NHS/social services staff, they also interview the claimants and they do notice that there are discrepancies, sometimes major ones.

In the late 1990s the benefits agency threatened to prosecute me for fraud. I was called in for a recorded interview with two Interrogators, after being given a caution that this was a criminal investigation. I stood accused of claiming disability benefits while working. I explained that I had indeed done that, but I was legally allowed to work under the then ‘therapeutic earnings’ scheme. They snapped at me that I should have received permission from a Top Doc and the DSS before I undertook the work. I told them that Dr Tony Francis had told me to go ahead and begin the part-time job that I’d been offered – it wasn’t a post as Chair of ICI, it was a part time job in the notorious chicken factory in Llangefni, Grampian Meats, where I witnessed a few things that almost equalled the practices in the NHS, but that’s another story. I was accused of lying and it was observed that as someone with a Masters degree – someone had told them that as well – of course I ‘knew the rules’ and a prosecution against me would now be mounted.

The benefits agency made one mistake. During the interrogation, they pompously opened my file and leafed through the documents. I caught a glimpse of a letter from Tony Francis to them, regarding my application to undertake part-time work. I pointed it out to them – then I saw ANOTHER letter from Tony Francis, dated a few months later, once again re the therapeutic earnings scheme. So they had TWO letters from Tony Francis informing them that I was applying to undertake part-time work, as I was legally allowed. I did not receive any communication from them giving me permission but no-one told me that I should have. Francis told me that I could go ahead and get a job. So I did.

When I spotted the two letters from Tony Francis, I challenged the officious gits. They blustered and did the ‘rules are rules’ bit and ‘this time we won’t prosecute if you agree to pay us the dosh back’. The dosh involved was not much – I had only been earning an extra £40/week as allowed for a few weeks. So I said OK. I then received a letter demanding more than £1000k that I had ‘defrauded’. I asked what was going on, pointing out that we were talking about £40 per/week for a few weeks. I was told that because I had ‘broken the rules’, I had to repay ALL the benefits that I received for the few weeks that I had worked and I was now barred from claiming benefits having been caught fiddling.

I had no option but to get a job, although according to the mental health services I was ‘seriously ill’. I wasn’t in a good state, but that was because they kept having me arrested. So I did get a job despite the mental health services telling me that I wasn’t fit for full-time work. I got a job in an old folks home. It went fine for a week until the owner of the home was asked if he knew that he was employing a Dangerous Mental Patient…

So I got another job. The same thing happened again….

This proved to be a pattern which persisted until the day that I left Wales.

Years later I found out who had reported me for fraud back when I was working at the chicken factory in the late 1990s. It was an employee of the mental health services…

This was just my experience re the collusion of the benefits agency with wrongdoing which was the tip of yet another iceberg involving the paedophile gang. Because I am not Eileen Tilley and I was mates with people who really were having a hard time, I heard other stories of the benefits agency shafting people who had been targeted by those we know and love. More recently, one of my more middle class friends who’s daughter is the manager of a benefits agency section in an industrial northern town told me that there is a massive problem with organised gangs using false IDs and then claiming disability and other benefits. My friend’s daughter was working with a big police investigation into this type of crime.

Dafydd has been involved with false IDs for many years now. I have been shown the documents and have heard people boasting of the favours that Dafydd had done them. Years ago Dafydd was obtaining British Army pensions for people who had not served in the Army (see previous posts) and he was also very helpful to people who should not have had driving licences either…

Serious organised crime.

‘There is no evidence that Dr Jones has ever behaved in an unprofessional manner.’

 

Mark Serwotka has been General Secretary of the PCS since 2002, so he wasn’t in that particular post when the benefits agency in north Wales was colluding with the paedophile gang. The PCS has a complex and rather troubled history and Serwotka only became General Secretary after a civil war within the union.

Serwotka stood on the left wing ticket against the ‘moderate’ incumbent, the General Secretary  Barry Arthur Reamsbottom, who had also been General Secretary of the CPSA (Civil and Public Services Association), the PCS’s predecessor.  

Reamsbottom is from Aberdeen and lived in a children’s home run by Catholic nuns, Nazareth House, from the age of 7 to 14. He started his career in the DHSS in Aberdeen, before becoming a full-time trade union employee and eventually Press Officer for the CPSA, 1987-92.

Reamsbottom was elected General Secretary of CPSA in 1998 on the Moderate ticket. In 1999, Reamsbottom oversaw the merger of CPSA and the Public Services, Tax and Commerce Unions (PTC) to form the PCS. As part of the merger, there was an agreement that Reamsbottom could continue as General Secretary until 2004.  However, in a union members vote, 97% ordered a fresh election. Reamsbottom decided not to stand for re-election on the proviso he stood down in 2002, but would continue to be paid until 2004.

Reamsbottom’s wanted Hugh Lanning to take over as General Secretary of the PCS, not Mark Serwotka. An election was held in 2000, in which Lanning lost to Serwotka. Lanning accepted the result, but Reamsbottom, rather than retire as agreed in 2002, instead continued in the post claiming that the election had been invalid. At a meeting of the Moderate-dominated PCS Executive in May 2002, a motion was carried reversing the election of Serwotka. Reamsbottom said afterwards, ‘I have been through a hard school… I would rather go out in a box’.

While Barry Reamsbottom was General Secretary of the union representing people who were colluding with a gang of traffickers in north Wales – and no doubt elsewhere as well – people I knew in north Wales did go out in a box.

After Serwotka took office, Reamsbottom and Serwotka proceeded to countermand one another, with Reamsbottom ordering Serwotka’s staff and secretary to stop working for him.  In late 2002, a High Court judge confirmed that the election had been carried out properly and Reamsbottom had no further claim to the office.

So in spite of all the crap which has been thrown at Serwotka, the ‘moderate’ Reamsbottom seems to have been colluding with serious organised crime and was prepared to do anything to hang onto his job, even after he and his mate Lanning were very firmly voted out by their own members.

Baz Reamsbottom became Vice President of the NATO-sponsored think tank, the Trade Union Committee for European and Transatlantic Understanding.

In Nov 2000, the ‘Mail On Sunday’ published an article about Reamsbottom which included the information that Reamsbottom had ‘revealed he organised a breakout by 60 children from a notorious home where they were beaten and abused by nuns during the 1960s…lived at Nazareth House….repeatedly struck and humiliated by staff in the Catholic Church-run order. In September, nun Marie Docherty, also known as Sister Alphonso, was found guilty of cruelty by beating and force-feeding children during a period between 1965 and 1980…’

Reamsbottom provided this heart-breaking interview during the year in which the PCS voted for Mark Serwotka rather than Reamsbottom’s mate Hugh Lanning, which caused Reamsbottom to break the agreement that he would stand down himself and hand over in 2002. The tear-jerking interview was provided 10 months after the publication of the Waterhouse Report, when people were still yelling loudly that the Waterhouse Inquiry was a massive cover-up and that some very serious criminals leading a huge paedophile ring had not been touched at all.

 

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Reamsbottom told the ‘Mail On Sunday’ all about those cruel nuns at Nazereth House, but he didn’t mention a word about the Top Docs in north Wales slowly but surely framing those who had Dared Complain, let alone neglecting them so badly that they were found dead.

Tony Francis, who was one of those facilitating the trafficking ring in north Wales, used to tell his patients that although he grew up in East Anglia in a middle class family, his mum was very troubled, suffered with severe depression throughout her life and had been unable to look after him when he was a child. Francis used to tell us that his mum had been a devout Roman Catholic although as a child, she had been horribly abused in an institution run by the Catholic Church. Francis talked about this years before anyone openly discussed child abuse in the Catholic Church or indeed acknowledged the existence of the gang that he was facilitating himself. He did say the same things over a period of many years though, so I suspect that he was telling the truth about that.

Tony Francis also told us that his wife Sadie’s mother had been a doctor, but became an artist rather than work as a Top Doctor. Sadie’s mother had been pressurised into entering medicine by her own mother, who had been one of Britain’s first women doctors. I remember Francis telling me that Sadie’s family lived in the Yorkshire area – her artwork was that of industrial landscapes. So Sadie grew up in a medical family in Yorkshire and probably a very grand and possibly famous one if her grandmother had been one of the first women doctors, because they didn’t let just any women into medical schools in those days. Furthermore, Yorkshire was at the heart of that big paedophile gang which was facilitated by the Top Doctors, starred Jimmy Savile and had links to Dafydd et al.

If I’d been Sadie the last thing that I would have done is to have become a Top Doctor and moved to north Wales. However, a possible explanation as to why this happened has occurred to me. Tony Francis arrived to work in north Wales in the early 1980s from Manchester University (see post ‘Ian Brockington’s Mischief’), where he had been working with Dafydd’s mate Dr Bob Hobson, who had facilitated the earlier abuse ring at the Maudsley and relocated to Manchester in 1974, where he facilitated another ring there (see post ‘The Mentor’). Tony Francis arrived in north Wales as part of the reinforcements in the wake of Mary Wynch embarking on her historical litigation against Dafydd et al, which by the time that Francis arrived at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh to work was on its way to the Master Of The Rolls (see post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’).

That lot knew that they could be in very deep trouble. Although Mary subsequently won her case, those who were ordered to pay compensation refused and simply demanded that Mary return to court to enforce payment. Mary did take further legal action and also tried to follow up other criminal wrongdoing. Again she proved her case. However in 1994, Michael Howard, who was by then Home Secretary, chewed Mary up and spat her out, leaving her elderly, penniless and with a compensation payment that would not have covered her legal fees yet alone anything else (see post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’).

Michael Howard had grown up in Swansea, where there was an abuse gang operating linked to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. Howard was a barrister himself. In 1975 he married Sandra Paul, who in the 1960s was a ‘model’ and knew much about the Ugandan activities of Swinging London at the time. Sandra Paul’s first husband was Robin Douglas-Home, the nephew of the former PM Sir Alec Douglas-Home. At the time of his divorce from Sandra in 1965, Robin was discussing Uganda with Princess Margaret. Who had already discussed Uganda with Jeremy Thorpe. Thorpe used to boast that he had discussed Uganda with Ma’am Darling and her husband Lord Snowdon and it was partly because of this that various events in Thorpe’s history were not raised at his 1979 Old Bailey trial for inciting the murder of his former partner Norman Scott (see post ‘My How Things Haven’t Changed’). Lord Snowdon enjoyed the services of rent boys, as well as a variety of other people and had links with north Wales, his grandfather being Top Doctor psychiatrist Sir Robert Armstrong-Jones, who grew up in the region and studied at UCNW (Bangor University). See post ’95 Glorious Years!’

Robin Douglas-Home killed himself in 1968, after suffering serious depression. Which is a fate that has met many people who could have acted as witnesses to the activities of Dafydd and his associates.

For more details regarding Michael Howard, Sandra Paul and Robin Douglas-Home, see eg. post ‘The Crucible’.

 

I have previously discussed how, in the mid-1980s, a collection of Nice Young Doctors arrived in north Wales in an attempt to pretend that Things Had Changed. These Nice Young Doctors were not obviously barking mad like Dafydd and they often had much better bedside manners than those Top Docs who had inflicted themselves on the population previously, but they frequently turned out to be no better and they certainly didn’t stop the serious abuses and crimes of their colleagues.

When Tony Francis arrived in north Wales, Sadie was advertised as that lovely young wife of his who was also a Top Doc, but not a consultant, just a junior Top Doc at the North Wales Hospital, Denbigh with the dreadful Dafydd. I was told that Sadie was desperate to get away from Dafydd and Denbigh and sure enough she subsequently turned up as a Top Doc at Ysbyty Gwynedd. Like the Little Women who lied about being attacked by Dangerous Patients in court in order to secure convictions against complainants and witnesses, Sadie was robustly touted as a Caring Lady Doctor. She was working with a paedophile gang, she knew it and furthermore she had known that she would be working with them when she and Tony relocated from Manchester. But Sadie was from a medical family who worked with the related gang in Yorkshire. Presumably Sadie was every bit as much a part of the reinforcements sent in to help Dafydd et al post-Mary Wynch as Tony was, if not more so.

Sadie coming from Medical Royalty might explain why she somehow was appointed a consultant in the late 1980s/early 1990s after she had been a clinical assistant. I have explained previously how no Top Doc ever wanted a job as a clinical assistant because it was categorised as a ‘non-career’ position, one in which a Top Doc could not become a consultant no matter how much they redeemed themselves. I have known for years that a fiddle was done on the part of Gwynedd Health Authority to enable Sadie to bag that post, but the fiddle must have been known to the GMC as well, because they hold details of Top Doc’s CVs and posts. Because they were all so dishonest at Ysbyty Gwynedd, the patients were unaware of Sadie’s very junior status when she arrived in north Wales and I don’t think that any other patient but me knew that Sadie should never have been appointed as a consultant. Yet by 1991, Sadie was appearing on documentation as a ‘consultant psychiatrist’. So the sleight of hand took place at some point in the late 1980/early 1990s.

Sadie was legally barred from becoming a consultant. But there she was, a consultant psychiatrist in Gwynedd, registered with the GMC. While she repeatedly perjured herself, along with her husband, in the early 1990s in successive attempts to have me imprisoned, with the MDU and the MDU’s solicitor, Ann Ball, for Hempsons, knowing that perjury was being committed. See previous posts. Ann Ball and Hempsons had advised the Francis’s not to take legal action against me. The Francis’s ignored that advice and Ann Ball and Sir Robert Francis QC (see post ‘The Sordid Role Of Sir Robert Francis QC’) still went ahead with the cases against me.

The prosecutions were authorised by the then Attorney-General Sir Patrick Mayhew, a corrupt barrister who had previously worked for the MDU and who, some years previously, had been responsible for ensuring that the paedophile Top Doctor Dr Morris Fraser continued to practice after being convicting of molesting a boy. Mayhew served as N Ireland Secretary, 1992-97, under John Major, during the North Wales Police investigation into the possibility of a paedophile ring operating in north Wales and the first part of the Waterhouse Inquiry. The North Wales/Cheshire ring was linked with the N Ireland ring based at Kincora Boys’ Home in Belfast, which was alleged to have involved Lord Mountbatten and Anthony Blunt.

Dr Morris Fraser had ‘treated’ boys at Kincora and later worked at Springfield Hospital, the mental health unit attached to St George’s Hospital Medical School and then UCH. I was working at St George’s when the Francis’s mounted the first prosecution for contempt of court against me and by the time that they mounted the second one just weeks later, I had been forced out of my job, after a period as a patient in Springfield Hospital. The Top Docs at Springfield were, without my knowledge, directly in touch with Dafydd, Tony Francis and Lucille Hughes and everyone was agreed that I was ‘extremely dangerous’ and should be placed in a secure hospital (see previous posts).

Three years before I began work at St George’s, their Professor of Paediatrics, Oliver Brooke was jailed for the possession of child porn. Ollie was a key player in a pan-European paedophile/trafficking ring.

The Chair of the GMC when Sadie was perjuring herself and probably when she was given that job as a consultant was Robert – later Lord – Kilpatrick. Kilpatrick was a Scottish Top Doctor, who before he was appointed Chair of the GMC, was Dean of Leicester University Medical School (see post ‘Remember Girls – Never Get Into A Car With A Stranger!’). Leicester University was fully on board with the paedophile ring in Leicester, as were the NHS and other welfare services in Leicester. See previous posts. In 1987, Dr James Earp, a Top Doctor in Leicester, colluded with Dafydd and the gang when Earp was asked to provide an ‘independent’ opinion after Dafydd et al mounted a prosecution against me (see post ‘An Expert From England’).

When Sadie and Tony were doing everything possible to have me imprisoned, one Greville Janner, then the MP for Leicester West, had recently been interviewed by the police as part of an investigation into sexual assaults on children in care in Leicester. Janner was never charged, although many years later the DPP admitted that he should have been and was unable to explain why he wasn’t. Janner’s mate Frank Beck, a Leicestershire social worker, was charged, convicted and subsequently received several life sentences for many, many sexual and physical assaults upon children in care in Leicestershire. See previous posts. Beck always maintained that he took the blame for crimes committed by High Society others who got off Scot free. Which was exactly what the bottom-feeding social care/social workers who were jailed as a result of the ‘exhaustive’ investigations in north Wales and Cheshire said.

When Greville Janner next appeared in the Commons after being interviewed by the police for offending against children, he received a round of applause from the public spirited bunch that cluttered up Westminster. The Speaker at the time was Bernard Weatherill, who had succeeded the child molester George Thomas in 1983. Which was about the time that Tony and Sadie arrived in north Wales. Tony had studied and trained at Cardiff, where the whole medical and political establishment were concealing George Thomas’s offending and also knew what Dafydd et al were doing in north Wales. Tony Francis told his patients that when he was at Cardiff University, he knew the Windbag.

When Frank Beck was jailed, Tony and Sadie knew where a great many bodies were buried. Literally.

I have no idea who Sadie’s mother was, let alone her history-making grandmother, but Sadie’s name always appeared on the Medical Register as Sadie Bentz Francis, so presumably Bentz was a family name, possibly a maternal one.

 

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Lord Robert Kilpatrick was asked to become Chair of the GMC in 1989. Did he respond to a distress flare as well? By 1989, I was writing to the GMC raising my deepest concerns about the conduct of Top Docs in north Wales, Mary had been featured in the London-based media and Alison Taylor wouldn’t shut up either.

Sadie was not the only Top Doctor at Ysbyty Gwynedd who should not have held a position as a consultant. Quasim Ijaz was given a position as a consultant psychiatrist when he should not have and followed it up with a truly disastrous record of patient harm. See previous posts. In the mid-1990s, Ysbyty Gwynedd hit the headlines when one of their cardiologists, Dr David Thomas, drove his car off the edge of a mountain pass in a suicide attempt. He was sectioned and detained in the Hergest Unit; the other patients liked him and felt very sorry for him. However, he should never have been treated there, because his confidentiality was breached in every way. David Thomas had tried to kill himself after it was discovered that he’d lied about his qualifications and should never have been given a job as a cardiologist. The senior managers of Gwynedd Health Authority ranted away in the media about how they’d never have the lying bastard back and I watched it all knowing that David Thomas was not the only Top Doc who had lied and shouldn’t have had a job as a consultant.

The Medical Director of Ysbyty Gwynedd was Terry Maxwell, a heart and lung specialist. Maxwell was a graduate of Liverpool and was on such good terms with them that Liverpool Medical School rang his daughter Sonia up BEFORE she had applied to medical school and offered her an unconditional place to read medicine, because as one of Sonia’s close mates told me ‘they know her dad’. Sonia Maxwell subsequently went to a London medical school, so two fingers up to Liverpool, but later rocked up working as a GP in Llanberis. Where she refused to treat a Hergest Unit patient who had complained…

When David Thomas was in the news, Tony Francis told me that the senior managers of Gwynedd Health Authority were trying to force Sadie out of her job because of her support for David Thomas. Those senior managers knew that, like Dr Thomas, Sadie should not have had her job. It was they who had appointed her. Terry Maxwell was the Medical Director who gradually closed the mental health services in Gwynedd down in the run up to the Waterhouse Inquiry and throughout it. Scores of patients became destitute and a number died. Maxwell was given a bonus by the Health Authority for doing it.

Maxwell won’t have put the boot into the mental health services because they were facilitating a trafficking ring, because he was fully on board with that anyway. Terry Maxwell was known as a complete bastard who lined his pocket from his private work, he had no principles. The grade A scrap between Maxwell, David Thomas, Sadie, Tony and Uncle Tom Cobley and all will just have been another example of the paedophile gang and their friends scrapping, which they did constantly. They exceeded even the description of the infighting between the ancient Greeks, as described on Melvyn Bragg’s ‘In Our Time’ yesterday.

For more about Terry Maxwell, see post ‘ Maxwell’s Silver Hammer’.

 

 

 

Interestingly enough, Mark Serwotka was adopted from a Catholic orphanage in Cardiff, by a Polish-born British father and a Welsh mother. In 1979, aged sixteen, Mark joined the Civil Service and started work as a benefits clerk, joining the union on the first day at work. Serwotka became a union representative in 1980 and a personal case officer in 1995.

After Serwotka won his battles with Reamsbottom and Lanning to become General Secretary of the PCS, in 2005 he was elected unopposed for another term. No other candidates were allowed to stand as Serwotka was the only candidate with the required 25 branch nominations. In 2009, Serwotka was re-elected for a five year term, gaining 37,866 votes against Rob Bryson’s 21,883. In 2014, Serwotka was elected unopposed for a fourth five-year term.

In the 2000 General Secretary election, Serwotka pledged that if elected he would only accept the equivalent of an average civil servant’s wage. Serwotka returns around £8,000 of his annual salary to the union. In 2011, his total package was worth £126,258 including pension contributions of £27,860.

How many ‘average civil servants’ earn £100k? I look forward to Mark Serwotka joining Eileen Tilley on her next March For The Oppressed through Bangor. Perhaps Tilley should choose Blaenau Ffestiniog for her next Jarrow March of the Middle Classes, they’re having an even harder time in Blaenau Ffestiniog than they are in Bangor and they didn’t even have a cash point in the town until a few months ago after Liz Saville Roberts, the local Plaid MP, led a campaign . At least now the merchant bankers over there can take out a few fivers for their essentials. Let UCU take the fight to the Fat Cats!

Serwotka was a member of Socialist Organiser in the late 1980s and early 1990s. He caused controversy during a speech at the 1985 Annual Conference of the Civil and Public Services Association when he described part-time workers, many of whom were trade union members, as ‘Scab Labour’. He was later a supporter of the Socialist Alliance and then Respect.

In February 2013, Serwotka was among those who gave their support to the People’s Assembly in a letter published by ‘The Guardian’ newspaper. Serwotka attempted to vote in the 2015 Labour Leadership Election, but was among those who had their vote rejected by the Party. Not that the attempts to rig the voting worked, Jezza was still elected.

It all rather reminded me of the spoof article allegedly written by Carol Thatcher which ‘Private Eye’ published years ago, in which Carol wrote that ‘the family were all at the count and dad made everyone laugh by ripping up all the slips which didn’t have a cross next to mum’s name’.

 

In March 2016, Serwotka rejoined the Labour Party after being expelled from it over 25 years earlier. He wrote in ‘The Huffington Post’: ‘Jeremy [Corbyn] is the first Labour leader in a generation who unequivocally supports the unions and his opposition to the trade union bill has been crucial.’ He added ‘I have joined to support Jeremy in transforming the party. And I want as many people as possible to join Labour, and to get involved in the fight against cuts where they live. This is our chance to build a social movement and form a government that can offer hope to the millions of people that deserve so much better than these contemptible Tories’. 

Those will be the contemptible Tories who were re-elected throughout the 1980s and the first half the 1990s because no-one on the left was prepared to blow the whistle on what exactly was going on in Thatch’s and Major’s Gov’ts.

 

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Serwotka is married, an avid Cardiff City fan and lives in Chipstead, Surrey. Ahead of a visit by Pope Benedict XVI in September 2010, Serwotka was named as one of the hundred most influential Catholics in Britain by ‘The Tablet’. 

 

Amidst the almighty noise concerning organised abuse in the Catholic Church, the BBC are now banging on about what the Catholic Church did in Chile in terms of sexual abuse, there was a programme about it recently on Radio 4. What the Catholic Church did in Chile was certainly not very nice, but there was an elephant in the room which was carefully ignored by Radio 4 – a man called General Pinochet. After overthrowing a democratically elected leader, Augusto Pinochet murdered thousands of people while the British Gov’t had diplomatic links with him and supported his regime.

In October 1998, an elderly Pinochet was indicted for human rights violations – including 94 counts of torture of Spanish citizens, the 1975 assassination of a Spanish diplomat and one count of conspiracy to commit torture – committed in Chile, by a Spanish magistrate who obtained an international arrest warrant; the idea was to extradite Pinochet to Spain to face trial. Pinochet was placed under house arrested while in a private clinic in London six days later and held in London for a year and a half – first at the clinic, then at a privately rented house – before finally being released by the British Gov’t in March 2000.

While in London, Pinochet had tea with his old mate Thatch, who was outraged at the attempt to put the old bastard on trial and described him as a ‘good friend of Britain’. The then Home Secretary Jack Straw tied himself up in knots in his efforts not to have the murdering git handed over to the Spanish authorities. When Pinochet was initially placed under arrest he didn’t realise  – in the luxury of his surroundings with his every need attended to by the best Top Doctors that blood money could buy, he assumed that the police officers had been placed there to protect him. Which turned out to be the correct assumption. No-one got in to assassinate him and the Top Doctors provided evidence that the poor old General was on his last legs and was far too frail and near to death’s door to stand trial. Jack kindly accepted the word of the Top Docs and used it to overturn a Law Lords decision to extradite him.

Thatcher’s mate was loaded into a wheelchair and onto a plane, where he flew back to Chile. Upon arrival in Chile, Pinochet got up out of his Magic Wheelchair, having made a splendid recovery during the flight home and walked over to his waiting family, where he was warmly welcomed. Thatcher’s friend lived for another six years.

I will soon be blogging about the expensive Top Docs and the private London hospital who assisted and hosted the old torturer; he had gone all the way to London in the first place to have an operation on his back.

The identities of the Top Docs who lied in their evidence to Jack in order to save a war criminal from trial were not made public.

I can reassure everyone however that for once Dafydd was not involved. I knew the Hergest patient who, when Spain wanted Pinochet extradited, rang Dafydd, pretending to be from the Spanish Embassy, addressed Dafydd as ‘Senor Jones’ asked Dafydd if he would certify Pinochet as being ‘fit for trial’. Dafydd slammed the phone down. Which was unusual for Dafydd, he usually said yes to anything, no matter how illegal or ridiculous, once the magic words ‘money is no object Dr Jones’ had been uttered. Perhaps by then Dafydd’s ‘self-esteem’ had taken such a battering that he was no longer prepared to believe that world leaders were in need of his services. Unless of course Dafydd had already supplied the expert opinion to Jack Straw stating that Pinochet was NOT fit for trial and had to be released and  flown back home first class….

Wife of a VC who has challenged a paedophile gang needs life-saving treatment for a brain tumour? Oh fuck off. Now where’s my next patient, the elderly Chilean gentleman with the bad back? Ooh don’t worry sir, you’ll be well-looked after here…

 

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I do keep stressing this – the RC Church might have much to answer for, but the Top Docs are at the bottom of every scandal. They provide the dishonest medical opinions for courts; they get the early retirements and pensions for people who have been caught doing nasty things to people in their care and others; they section the dissenters and declare whistleblowers unfit for work; and when they get really desperate, they fail to provide effective treatment for life-threatening conditions. The Top Docs are at the bottom of every slurry pit. Without the Top Docs, the sex abuse rings which the world is now fretting about could never have operated. The media have not mentioned a word. Of course not, no-one wants to die slowly and painfully or find that they ‘cannot be revived’ after a heart attack, like poor Michael Carr, the MP for Bootle, who took on both the paedophiles’ friends as well as Militant (see post ‘News From Sicily’). No wonder Mr Carr lasted only just over 50 days as the MP for the constituency which included Walton Hospital, which was run by Militant.

 

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When I was an undergrad at UCNW in the early 1980s, there was a Chilean girl in the Dept of Plant Biology who was either a PhD student or a post-doc, Catalina. She was a big fan of General Pinochet and was from a family who were connected to his regime. One evening, the BBC screened a programme about the disappeared in Chile and Catalina was furious at the bad PR that resulted. She explained to us that the disappeared were just gypsies and other low-life who didn’t matter anyway, so what did the BBC think they were doing making such a documentary. My mate Anne Vernon was particularly gobsmacked by Catalina’s comments. Three years later the paedophile gang killed Anne. Well she was a witness to what had happened to low-life like me wasn’t she, so we won’t worry about that death…

In the Good Old Days of Pinochet’s regime in Chile and General Galtieri’s regime in Argentina, I remember that in the UK, the left made a great deal of the Brave Priests and Nuns who Resisted those murderous regimes. Which indeed some of them did, not everybody colluded. When Thatch went to war with Galtieri, the right wing press finally began publishing how deeply unpleasant Galtieri’s regime was, although the Tories had previously established diplomatic links with Galtieri. Shortly after Thatch won the General Election, Geoffrey Howe popped over to Argentina and made a speech in which he stated that the British people had recently elected a Gov’t with similar views to the Argentinian junta. (Look this up if you don’t believe me.) After war was declared, the tabloids in the UK suddenly began running articles on Galtieri’s men dropping nuns out of helicopters over the ocean.

Geoffrey Howe had been a barrister based in Wales and he and his wife were close friends of Sir Ronnie Waterhouse. See previous posts for more info on Geoffrey Howe, as well as his deep and meaningful friendship with Ronnie. Both of the Howes concealed the Westminster Paedophile Ring, including the branch run by Dafydd et al in north Wales. Lady Elspeth Howe served as Deputy Chairman of the EOC,  1975 -79 and in various other capacities from 1980. She was later made Chair of the  Broadcasting Standards Commission. Elspeth is the daughter of the writer Philip Morton Shand by his fourth wife, Sybil Mary Shand. As such, she is a half-aunt to Camilla, Carlo’s wife, whose father, Bruce Shand, was son of P. Morton Shand by a previous marriage. Elspeth Shand was educated at Wycombe Abbey and the LSE.

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There was a Catholic priest who worked as a Chaplain to Cardiff University in the 1980s who had been tortured by either Galtieri or Pinochet’s regime, I’m not sure which. I was friends with a Cardiff medical student at the time who was involved with the Catholic Church and she used to tell me that she could not imagine how a priest could be such a wicked man. Clare never actually told me what it was that he was up to, but she really did not like him. Clare told me a lot about the wrongdoing at Cardiff University and in particular the Welsh National School of Medicine and in 1984, she came up to stay with Brown and me on Anglesey. I introduced her to Liz Stables, the Angel at the Student Health Centre at UCNW, because in those days I had no idea what Liz Stables, D.G.E. Wood and co were up to. Liz had a lovely chat with Clare and extracted lots of info. The last time that I saw Clare was when she was working as a house officer in Cardiff in 1987. She told me that things were very, very grim. I never heard from Clare again. She is now a consultant surgeon and the last I heard she was working in Herefordshire.

I have been told that the Gang made it clear to Clare that she had better stop listening to what I and others were telling her was going on in north Wales.

I imagine that the horrible priest in the Catholic Chaplaincy in Cardiff was concealing exactly the same sort of serious crime that Clare ended up concealing along with the rest of her colleagues.

Before Clare cut me off, she told me that all Cardiff students were being told by the older students and junior doctors not to take a job in north Wales under any circumstances…

 

The other people Who Were Known To Have Resisted the fascist regimes in Argentina and Chile were of course Top Doctors. It was a standing joke that in the late 1970s the liberal elite in London were employing Top Doctors from Argentina as cleaners. Some of those Top Docs-turned-cleaners gave interviews about how the regimes hated Doctors because Doctors Helped People. The regimes really did hate the Top Docs who stood up to them and many Top Docs did flee the country. But there were plenty of Top Docs who did exactly what Galtieri and Pinochet told them to. Top Docs tortured people to death particularly effectively because they had the knowledge to do that, they delivered the babies of opponents of the regimes – usually murdering the mother and father in the process or shortly afterwards – and they stole those babies and handed them over to ‘suitable parents’, who supported the regime which had murdered the birth parents and occasionally had been involved in the murder of their adopted baby’s parents themselves.

One Argentinian Top Doc who went to London to start a new life was Dame Julia Polak. Polak worked among the fraudsters and criminals at Royal Postgraduate Medical School/Hammersmith Hospital when I was doing my MSc there and I was told by the seriously pissed off wife of an honest member of staff that Polak was the worst of the lot. Dame Julia later made medical history herself by undergoing a heart-lung transplant, surviving longer than nearly anyone else who had undergone such a procedure had and then Discovered A Cure for her own condition! These miracles were carried out at Harefield in collaboration with Sir Magdi Yacoub. Please see post ‘I Don’t Believe It’ for the many holes in Julia and Magdi’s story and for the reasons why I think that it was all another massive research fraud.

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When Clare Cheek was a student at Cardiff, the medical students were particularly entertained by Dr Roy Mottram, a big strapping physiology lecturer who was Cardiff’s celebrity transvestite. Roy Mottram featured in TV documentaries and in the press and the students would scream with laughter at the film footage of Dr Mottram going shopping in his dress. I didn’t have a problem with Dr Mottram being a transvestite at all, but I later found out that Dr Mottram was a leading light in the Beaumont Society, which as well as campaigning for tolerance of transvestites, was also involved with some very much more worrying people with links to Dafydd and the gang (see post ‘The Paedophiles’ Friends Of Cardiff North’).

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Rhodri’s wife Julie Morgan, Labour MP for Cardiff North, 1997-10 and AM for Cardiff North since 2011, is the former Assistant Director of Barnardo’s and a former social worker in Barry. Barnardo’s employees were involved in the paedophile gangs of the last thirty years, including Dafydd’s gang. A couple of days ago, the BBC reported that an investigation into historical abuse in Barry revealed that in the 1980s, children attended a sex party held on a boat at which police officers were present.

The police are explaining to the world that the historical investigations are difficult because the Victims won’t come forward because they’ve been involved in petty crime. Well some in north Wales were because they sold drugs for Dafydd’s gang, but the main reason why they won’t ‘come forward’ is that for years, they complained and complained and complained. The police shouted at them, swore at them, told them to get out of the station or they’d arrest them and if the victims still persisted, they were indeed arrested themselves. Many of the police officers who did that are still serving. The Top Docs and social workers who fitted the victims and witnesses up and who in some cases assaulted them are also still working, many in very senior positions. Why would any of the witnesses ever, ever co-operate with those bastards?

The man who phoned Dafydd pretending to be from the Spanish Embassy certainly had fun with Dafydd and on one occasion he entertained the Hergest Unit patients by ringing Dafydd up, told Dafydd to get ready for his arrival and to ‘answer the door wearing your baby doll nightie and nae panties’ (the caller was supposed to be a gay Scotsman who had the hots for Dafydd). It was me who subsequently received a visit from the police and I was told that if there was one more call to Dafydd I’d be arrested.

North Wales Police: It wasn’t me who made those calls and you knew it, although I did certainly enjoy them. However, may I suggest that the person who did make the calls, who provided much light relief for the victims of a man who was running a trafficking gang with whom you colluded every inch of the way, is given a Good Citizen Award of the sort that David Blunkett gave to the horrible old cow in Cwm-y-Glo who intimidated the local mental health patients, Dee Edwards. The Dee Edwards who was subsequently given an MBE for her charidee work. By which time one of her relatives had been banged up for raping a six year old girl, but we didn’t hear much about that and I was told by a Top Doctor and his lady wife to keep quiet about it.

 

When I was working at Bangor University, I was told about a Wimmin’s Labour Party event being held at Llandudno. It was organised by one Julie Morgan who had invited her Big Mate, Harriet Harman. The Harriet who’s dad was a Harley Street Top Doctor. See previous posts for the gen on Dr John Harman and his network, as well as for the gen on Harriet and her network…

Being utterly hopeless, Harriet couldn’t do the Gov’t jobs to which she was appointed, so she was given an adviser who did them for her – Ed Miliband. The Ed who’s Uncle Harry was a Top Doc at Guy’s and Tommy’s, working alongside the Top Docs there who were colluding with Dafydd and the gang.

This man studied at Tommy’s and worked as a Top Doc there alongside the notoriously mad and dangerous William Sargant, as well as those colluding with Dafydd and the gang in north Wales until he was elected to the Commons in 1966; he now clutters up the Lords and was a personal friend of some of the Top Docs facilitating the trafficking ring in north Wales:

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Dr Death was Chancellor of Liverpool University, 1996-09. Do you happen to know any of the Top Docs at the Walton Centre by any chance Dr Death?

 

 

Hugh Lanning, whom Barry Reamsbottom tried to crowbar into the job as General Secretary of the PCS in preference to Mark Serwotka, was the Deputy General Secretary of the PCS until May 2013. Lanning has been the Chairman of the Palestine Solidarity Campaign since 2009, and in 2013 was named a Vice Chair of the group Unite Against Fascism (UAF).

In 2015, Hugh stood as the Labour candidate for the Canterbury and Whitstable constituency, in Kent.

Lanning has played a major role in persuading trade unions in Britain to declare solidarity with the Palestinians and to support the BDS (Boycott, Divestment, and Sanctions) movement. During his tenure at PCS, Lanning was active in the effort to keep people he considered ‘fascists’ or ‘racists’ out of the union and out of union workplaces. Lanning has given speeches at many labour and anti-racism rallies and has been a frequent contributor to the ‘Morning Star’.

Hugh Lanning worked for the civil service trade unions for over 30 years, starting with the Civil Service Union and all the subsequent merged unions. As Deputy Chairman of PCS, he served on the National Trade Union Committee and was responsible for negotiations with the Cabinet Office on jobs, pensions and personnel management issues.

Lanning spoke at an April 2006 “rally against racism and fascism” in Trafalgar Square organized by the National Assembly against Racism. At Voices for Lebanon and Palestine rally in Trafalgar Square in July 2006, organized by PSC with the help of CND, Stop the War Coalition, British Muslim Initiative, Lebanese Muslin League, Lebanese Welfare Community and Friends of Al-Aqsa, Lanning spoke alongside actor Corin Redgrave and others, saying that ‘the British trade union movement has a good record on many international issues, but not on Palestine.’

Corin Redgrave was a lifelong activist in leftist politics. With his elder sister Vanessa, he was a prominent member of the Workers’ Revolutionary Party (WRP). After the collapse of the WRP, Corin was involved with the Marxist Party, which the two siblings founded. Although I’m not sure which was the Judean Peoples’ Front and which was the Peoples’ Front of Judea.

 

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Lanning spoke at an evening event sponsored by the SWP-led Love Music Hate Racism and Unite Against Fascism at the Trades Union Congress in Brighton on 9 September 2007. At the PCS annual conference in May 2008, ‘an executive motion demanding justice for Palestine won overwhelming support,’ reported the ‘Morning Star’. Lanning stated that ‘There is no free Palestine – it doesn’t exist. The occupation is all there is and it is up to us to help a free Palestine become a reality.’ He rejected arguments that Israel was at war. ‘Israel will not gain security without peace, certainly not by building walls, and there is only one way that Israel will have peace and that’s with a free and independent Palestine.’

Lanning told attendees of the Progressive London conference in February 2010 that the “seismic” change that had resulted in widespread trade-union support for the Palestinian cause must be expanded into a mass movement.

Lanning went to Liverpool in May 2010 to address workers who were striking to protest changes in public-sector pensions.

In May 2010, at the annual Nakba rally outside 10 Downing Street, organized by Palestinian Solidarity Campaign, Stop the War Campaign, CND and the British Muslim Initiative, Lanning said: “We want to hold this new government to account on international law and we want the Lib Dems to fulfil the pledges they made to us before the election on fighting for the human rights of Palestinians.”

At the time, the demands for a new investigation into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were becoming louder and louder. Hugh Lanning and the other dogs that didn’t bark didn’t hear them.

Lanning addressed anti-Government protesters in York in February 2011 as part of a local campaign against budget cuts. During a U.S. visit in 2011, Lanning was the keynote speaker at the ninth annual convention of Al-Awda, an organization allegedly linked to pro-terrorist groups. His speech was entitled “The Role of Trade Unions and Solidarity Campaigns in the Struggle for the Liberation of Palestine.”

Meanwhile, in north Wales – you get the picture…

Hugh Lanning spoke at the annual rally outside 10 Downing Street in May 2011, telling the audience that “The Arab Spring brings us hope but also means real challenge to ensure UK government changes its policy. We must keep the pressure up until there is a free and independent Palestine.”

At a conference in June 2011, Lanning called for a two-state solution to the Israeli-Palestinian problem. In an October 2011 article for the Morning Star, Hugh Lanning promoted the forthcoming Celebrate Diversity, Defence Multiculturalism conference, praised British diversity, deplored “the growth of Islamophobia,” and explained that PCS “sees its role to defend [the] anti-fascist tradition by teaming up with others in the trade union movement to voice the alternatives to the rise of the extreme right.” PCS was campaigning, he explained, “to have fascists banned from the Civil Service’, but not criminals who had colluded with a paedophile gang who murdered witnesses.

On 15 October 2011, Lanning spoke at the Unite Against Fascism-sponsored One Society Many Cultures national convention, a “one-day national convention bringing together a broad alliance celebrating diversity, rejecting Islamophobia and fascism.” An October 2011 article by Lanning in the Morning Star described the British media coverage of the Israel-Palestinian conflict as unbalanced. “Solidarity with Palestine,” Lanning wrote, “is born and bred on anti-racist principles, of distaste for a people being oppressed by virtue of their race, of the dishonour that is done to those who hold dear the values of their religions.”

 

On 29 October 2011, Jimmy Savile turned his toes up. His body lay in state in the Queen’s Hotel Leeds and he then had a lovely funeral. Crowds lined the street a la Princess Di. Everyone was reminded of what a lovely old boy he was and how much work he did for charidee. My friends and I were busy phoning each other, delighted that the man whom we knew was a sex offender had snuffed it at last.

‘We didn’t know’.

I was told by two different medical researchers in 1988 that Savile was a child molester. I was told in 1989 by the relative of someone who worked in Stoke Mandeville that everyone hated Savile, he was a ‘twat’. I was told in 2000 by a former NHS Angel who had worked in Wales that millions of the pounds raised by Savile for Stoke Mandeville had, at Savile’s insistence, been spent on The Jimmy Savile Dining Room. This person also told me that Savile was loathed by staff at Stoke Mandeville.

I knew that in the 1980s and 90s, Dafydd used to hold ‘clinics’ at the Queen’s Hotel in Leeds. I have never been to the Queen’s Hotel in Leeds but I’m wondering what sort of hotel is used to display the corpses of sex offenders and doubles up as a ‘clinic’ held by Dafydd.

Dafydd was famed for his ‘sex therapy’ clinics. ‘Dr DA’ – as he demanded to be called and demanded that I should call him that as well (can readers guess what my response was?) – held clinics across the UK. His usual mode of transport was his much boasted about Mercedes or his gold coloured Range Rover (Savile probably went one better with that pink Rolls Royce that he bored everybody with), but at one point Dafydd had himself transferred between clinics by helicopter. Not his NHS clinics of course. Dafydd didn’t usually bother to show up for those.

‘I’m a Private Patient of Dr DA’s, I’m here for my appointment.’

‘Oh, the clinic’s through here, do come in.’

 

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In a January 2012 op-ed, Lanning accused the Israeli Supreme Court of racism after it upheld a law denying Israeli citizenship spouses of Israeli citizens who are Palestinians from the West Bank or Gaza Strip or from designated “enemy states.” As a result, Hugh Lanning identified two firms, Ahava and Veolia, to be boycotted.

Lanning spoke at the Unite Against Fascism Conference on 28 February 2012. “If history has taught us anything, it’s never to turn our back on the threat posed by fascism,” Lanning told Labour Research in April 2012. “Trade unionists must never de-prioritise the anti-fascist struggle… There is never a time for trade unionists to be silent, or lower their voices on this issue.”

On 12 May 2012, Lanning addressed about 500 demonstrators who had gathered outside 10 Downing Street to commemorate the anniversary of the Nakba. Lanning, who said he had just returned from Palestine, said that “every day in Palestine is Nakba Day. The Palestinians are being encircled, imprisoned, colonised, driven off their land.” He accused Israel of “arresting people with no charge, no trial and no justice” and said that “If this was happening anywhere else on this planet it would be on the front page of every newspaper and on the daily news night after night. But it is being ignored because it is happening to the Palestinians.”

Lanning was a speaker in September 2012 at the Love Music Hate Racism 10th Anniversary Event.

Lanning addressed meetings held at the Labour Party conference in Manchester in October 2012 by Palestinian Solidarity Campaign and Unite Against Fascism.

After the British Gov’t sought “to cut the amount of time civil servants can spend on union activity,” Lanning said in a letter to the Cabinet Office it was “unacceptable” that civil servants and their union representatives should be “left to learn of their employer’s decision, which has personal implications for some of them, through national newspapers and statements at the Conservative party conference.” He described the policy shift as “a political attack on the democratic processes of trade unions” and warned that “this is going to fundamentally rupture industrial relations in the civil service….We will be asking Acas to intervene on this issue as well as challenging your decisions in the courts….The independence of the civil service from political pressure and interference in its role as an employer is a dangerous line to cross.’”

It must have been in 2010 that a law graduate from Bangor University made a claim against The Management Centre, a private company owned by Bangor University, for disability discrimination, when he was working at The Management Centre. He was an epileptic and he went into work one day, was told that his colleagues want to show him something, so he went into a room as invited and was treated to a video playing footage of someone having a grand mal seizure, while his colleagues screamed with laughter and said ‘that’s you that is’. He raised a complaint with Lyn Meadows, the HR Director of Bangor University. Meadows tried to cuddle him and told him that there was no harm done. This man, a former soldier, walked out of the room and took advice from elsewhere. He was advised to contact Acas, which he did. Lyn Meadows rang him up at home, in the evening, having accessed his file with personal details and told him that he was not to speak about this case to anyone. He laughed and hung up. Not long afterwards, he was offered a job as a lecturer in law at Bangor University in return for dropping his case. The person who made this offer was Aled Griffiths, aka the Buffet Slayer, who’s sister Gwenan Carrington was the Director of Gwynedd Social Services, who’s wife Joanna was Director of Conwy Social Services and who’s brother Huw was a hopelessly incompetent solicitor who in the 1980s and 90s had sat in the courts of north Wales and watched as I and other targets of the gang were fitted up. See previous posts for more info on the Buffet Slayer and his Mafia. The law graduate refused to engage with the Slayer regarding this bribery attempt.

Within a few days of this generous offer, I was in The Management Centre when I stumbled upon a little conference consisting of Lyn Meadows, the Slayer and Professor Colyn Gardner, the manager of The Management Centre. By that time The Management Centre was known to be deeply in debt and there had been many informal complaints about the work-place bullying there. Colyn subsequently departed after rumours of a stand-up row between him and the newly appointed VC, Professor John Hughes. See previous posts for more Colyn laffs and his previous before he ever got near Bangor.

Acas subsequently advised the law graduate to accept the (low) compensation offered, on the grounds that although they accepted that a great of unacceptable behaviour had occurred, they ‘knew’ that the witnesses to the events at The Management Centre were going to lie on oath because ‘they are frightened of Lyn Meadows and Colyn’.

Dafydd Wigley at the time was on the Board of The Management Centre. Elfed Roberts, the former North Wales Police senior officer who was kicked out of the police for corruption by Chief Constable Richard Brunstrom when Mr Brunstrom arrived and tried to clean up that endemically corrupt force, was one of those involved with The Management Centre. Elfed was subsequently appointed as Chair of the North West Wales NHS Trust and he thus automatically was given a seat on the Council of Bangor University. While in those roles, Elfed had me arrested three times. On one occasion for having pink hair and calling his car a penismobile; on another for ‘making hoax calls’ when I had rung an ambulance in an emergency; and on another for sending ‘reams and reams’ of e mails to the Trust. I was trying to pursue my very serious complaints which were simply being ignored. When the Health Minister Edwina Hart finally dissolved the North West Wales NHS Trust because even the Welsh Gov’t could stomach the scandal and embarrassment no longer, Elfed was appointed to the Board of the Welsh Ambulance Trust, although I and other witnesses had given Edwina enough documentary evidence for Elfed himself to have been arrested. Elfed remained on the University Council and was appointed Chair of the Fair Practice Committee.

Many moons ago, Elfed was the Sgt at Llangefni Police Station and was known to be corrupt then. Dafydd lives about three miles outside of Llangefni and was mates with them all in that station.

Lyn Meadows previously worked as a senior manager for the Welsh Ambulance Trust and had served on the Board of an NHS Trust on the Wirral, during which time she was named in Hansard and on Frank Field’s blog as having colluded with three Top Doctors who defrauded the Trust. There were no prosecutions. See previous posts.

Lyn Meadow subsequently became a member of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board.

The law graduate who became embroiled in all this was a friend of mine, was known to be a friend of mine and had been for quite some time. He knew what had happened to me at the hands of Dafydd et al.

Now here’s a strange thing. After my friend walked out of the job at the Management Centre, he was a few weeks later offered a job as an employment lawyer in a firm in Menai Bridge, which certainly gave us a good laugh. He never discussed his case against the Management Centre with his employers. Shortly after Acas advised him to settle, he was made redundant from the company in Menai Bridge. He was the only lawyer who was made redundant.

 

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The Buffet Slayer grew up on Anglesey – his father was a Minister of religion there – and lives in the next village along from Menai Bridge.

 

Once Lyn Meadows was appointed as HR Director at Bangor University, there was a whole spate of cases of work-place bullying and unfair dismissals of the more junior staff, cases which People’s Champ Eileen Tilley failed to take up. But then Tilley was friends with Meadows and I was told that a deal had been done between them, in the efforts for Tilley to achieve her aspiration of bagging a seat on the National Executive of UCU.

The law graduate who worked in The Management Centre was not the only person whom I had been friendly with who was unfairly dismissed by Meadows. When I was doing my PhD I shared an open plan office with a number of other people, many of whom knew what was happening to me at the hands of the paedophile gang and their friends, because it was all becoming very, very public. People close to me – like the law graduate and some of those in our office – saw some of the highly incriminating documents which my lawyers had by then begun to obtain. They were well aware of just how serious the wrongdoing was. One of those who knew what had gone on and what was continuing to go on was running a project that wasn’t an academic one, but was funded by Gwynedd County Council and was aimed at promoting entrepreneurship in Gwynedd. Unlike many who bang on about ‘entrepreneurship’, this young woman came from a business family herself, helped run the business and knew how to develop and sustain a successful business. Gwynedd County Council claimed to be desperate to promote SME business development. My colleague’s project was really, really successful. Even Gwynedd County Council had to admit that it was really successful.

Previous posts have described how my PhD supervisor and his wife, who was also an academic at Bangor, were both forced out of their jobs as a Punishment Beating by Professor Fergus Lowe, after my PhD supervisor accepted me as a student. My supervisor received the standard poisonous call from someone in the mental health services – I don’t know who – and was told that he had just accepted a Dangerous Nutter as a postgrad. He took the view that this was an outrageous thing for someone to be doing and refused to engage with the caller. He didn’t tell me about this until after I’d finished my PhD. What that caller didn’t know is that my supervisor and his wife had previously supported other people whom the gang had targeted and knew how some of the gang conducted themselves.

Fungus, in collaboration with Prof Lew Hardy, Professor Colin Baker (who’s wife worked at Ysbyty Gwynedd) and Professor Tom Corns (who’s wife had recently retired as a social worker from Conwy Social Services and who’s son was a Top Doctor) worked long and hard to force my supervisor and his wife out of their jobs. Eventually they could bear the constant harassment no more and they took early retirement. My supervisor was then offered a job at Oxford and his wife took up a job as an Educational Consultant for the Trinidadian Gov’t. Which entertained other victims of Fungus and Corns. The Curse Of Tom Corns – anyone who suffers from the Curse will find that riches and success will come their way…

My supervisor had not only read some of my incriminating documents, but he made a witness statement regarding the gang and their associates, as at a later date did his wife.

When my PhD supervisor retired from Bangor, as far as he could he arranged follow up positions for everyone. However there was a period of a few weeks before people had relocated, when they were all still sharing the old office, but our boss was no longer there. It was during this time that John McTernan’s brother-in-law, who had recently left his job at Bangor University, turned up at the office and stole my computer. The young woman who was running the entrepreneurship project was alone in the office at the time and witnessed him removing it. She challenged him and he told her that our former supervisor had given him permission do this. She didn’t believe him, so after he had left with the haul, she rang the university authorities and reported the matter.

My computer was recovered, although James Dawson, the thieving relative of Blair’s right hand man, was not prosecuted. Instead, the Head of the School of Education, Janet Pritchard, told the world that my supervisor had put Dawson up to this theft and that he had given James Dawson the code to the building’s lock. No he hadn’t. The code had never been changed, because Janet et al made it quite clear that they were glad to see the back of John and his wife and we could all just fuck off out of it. No-one sorted the office out, no-one even went over there. It was just left open to all comers. The young woman who was running the entrepreneurship project had been receiving more and grief from those at Gwynedd County Council who were ‘supporting’ it and was left in tears by their conduct on a number of occasions. Gwynedd then told the University that they were terminating the funding for the project.

Because my former colleague had by now been employed by the University for a certain length of time, they were legally not allowed to terminate her contract, although Lyn Meadows did try that. The young woman’s father’s lawyer briefed her as to her rights – there wasn’t any point her consulting Tilley and UCU – and the University admitted that they had an obligation to continue to employ her. She was rehoused in another part of the School of Education in an inhospitable inappropriate office, alone. No-one ever went in to see her or even discussed her work with her. A few months later she became pregnant. Janet Pritchard actually responded to the news with ‘oh God, we’ll have to pay you maternity leave now’. Within weeks, my former colleague’s contract had been terminated. She subsequently sued the University for unfair dismissal and won.

After Gwynedd County Council terminated the funding for the entrepreneurship project, Iwan Trefor Jones, the senior member of Gwynedd staff responsible for overseeing the work, was at the centre of a scandal in which he had, in his capacity as a Gwynedd CC employee, handed a cheque for £20k over to a business which collapsed weeks later. Iwan Trefor was a mate of the businessmen concerned and no-one was able to explain where the money had gone. Iwan Trefor simply subsequently rose ever higher with Gwynedd CC (see post ‘Sleeping With The Fishes’).

The other person responsible with Iwan Trevor for overseeing the entrepreneurship project was a man called Dewi, who ran the Post Office and shop in Penrhyndeudraeth. Some months later Dewi was arrested for embezzling thousands from the PO. He went to prison.

My former colleague’s project was called ‘Get On In Gwynedd’. Well if you’re a member of, or an accessory to, a paedophile gang or a thief or a conman, your prospects are great.

 

Anyone now like to make a public apology to Drs John and Della Fazey, for the mountain of crap that was thrown at them for daring to support me? Or the other people who were sacked from their jobs because they had sight of my documents and unlike so many others, didn’t thrash out a comfortable deal with the paedophiles’ friends in return for their silence?

 

So what happened to the career of James Dawson, John McTernan’s brother-in-law, who made off with my computer? Well Dawson certainly fell on his feet. After leaving Bangor under a very big cloud indeed, BEFORE he nicked my computer that was – I was told that the cloud involved a serious complaint about James by a female student – James was appointed to the senior management team of Glyndwr University, an institution peopled by even more paedophiles’ friends than Bangor University (see post ‘A Vampire At Glyndwr University!’). James had never been a senior manager of anything before and had spent quite a long time doing nothing very much after that business with my computer, so exactly why he was deemed suitable for a job helping to run Glyndwr University I do not know.

Regarding Gwynedd County Council wrecking people’s careers, one didn’t have to work for or be funded by Gwynedd County Council for that to happen. There is a farmer in the Ogwen Valley who some years ago was mercilessly harassed by a the combined forces of Gwynedd County Council and the Snowdonia National Park until he virtually lost his business. He is a local man who grew up in Bethesda and from what I saw, his life bore all the signs of someone under serious attack by the paedophiles’ friends. I don’t know what he did to piss them off though. How did I get to know him? He is a friend of my former PhD supervisor and his wife, who also farm in the Ogwen Valley.

‘We’re the paedophiles’ friends and you can’t get us’.

 

While Lyn Meadows and Fungus ran riot at Bangor University, Eileen Tilley revelled when the THES listed Bangor as being one of the worst universities in the UK for workplace bullying. Tilley had a truly wonderful time telling everyone that it said all that needed to be said about the VC. While there was a bullying problem at Bangor, it was concentrated very obviously in only a few Depts: Psychology; Healthcare Sciences; Education; The Business School; Theology.

What did these Depts have in common? They all hosted a heavy load of paedophiles’ friends. Not only did Tilley and UCU collude with what was happening, but Tilley knew as well as I did that the problem could not have been anything to do with the VC. Because the cases which were used to identify Bangor as a ‘bullying university’ were collected when the VC had taken an extended period of compassionate leave, while his wife was seriously ill and then died. At the hands of the paedophile gang’s associates at the Walton Centre in Liverpool. It was Fungus who was running the University throughout the outrages, not the VC. It was also Fungus who appointed Lyn Meadows, the toxic cow of a former NHS senior manager and Fungus knew exactly what he was going to get when he did that. He got what he and Eileen Tilley wanted – a paedophiles’ friend of the highest order who was going to cause chaos and blame it all on everyone else. Particularly the VC who had dared challenge a fucking paedophile gang, for which his wife paid with her life.

Perhaps this man would like to tell us all why his adviser’s brother-in-law made off with a PhD student’s ancient, third-hand computer, worth about 50p, in 2005:

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Hugh Lanning spoke at an anti-EDL event in Walthamstow in October 2012 that was organized by the groups We Are Waltham Forest and Unite Against Fascism and attended by more than 1,000 people. Lanning said: “The EDL wanted to come to Walthamstow to intimidate Muslim and other communities including trade unionists. They have been given a resounding no. Let’s celebrate this victory together and united.”

By 2012, Operation Pallial re-opened the investigation into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. Tony Francis killed himself. I was threatened with a gun, after another witness was threatened with a gun and I fled north Wales, for the first time, although I did return to live there again.

 

Hugh Lanning insisted in a 2013 speech that “Israel is ALWAYS the aggressor” and that Israel had banned 180 life saving medicines from Gazan hospitals “because they might save lives.” In the same speech he announced a Palestinian Solidarity Campaign conference on 13 April that would involve “an open dialogue with the people of Gaza and their leaders” – in other words, Hamas.

Lanning spoke at a March 2013 conference in London held by the Morning Star, “to discuss the crisis of political representation in parliament” and consider the possibility of forming a new working-class party. The Morning Star reported on 14 April 2013 that Lanning had told a conference on the previous Saturday “that activists must urge the government to end Israel’s ability to breach international law with ‘impunity.” Lanning was quoted as saying that “The policy of governments including our own not to talk to the legitimate representatives of Palestinians is wrong and short sighted.”

Lanning resigned from his position with the PCS in May 2013.

Lanning met with senior BBC executives in June 2013 to discuss BBC coverage of the Israeli-Palestinian conflict, which Lanning felt was too Israel-friendly. The Israeli National News reported that the BBC had “come under fire” for having held “consultations” with Lanning, who was identified as “a senior member of…an anti-Israel group which openly supports Hamas, Hezbullah and other extremist organisations.”

Should I have demanded a meeting with BBC executives to discuss their lack of coverage of the crimes of Dafydd or indeed until he was dead and buried, Jimmy Savile?

I haven’t ever demanded a meeting with BBC executives, but being the Mary Whitehouse that I am, I have raised concerns with the BBC on a few occasions. I was one of many who complained about the appalling interview in April 1991 during which the stupid old git Terry Wogan baited David Icke, because Wogan obviously thought that David Icke was psychotic. Did Wogan ever insult the assortment of offensive old idiots, some of whom were later revealed to be sex offenders, with whom he appeared on TV? Of course not. Wogan went for David Icke’s jugular and continued writing his Torygraph column.

When Wogan had a go at David Icke in 1991, stressing to him that everyone thought that he was nuts and were laughing at him, the second attempt by Tony and Sadie Francis to have me imprisoned for being a Dangerous Nutter had just failed. A number of the things that Wogan said to David Icke on TV were word for word some of those that Dafydd and members of the gang had yelled at me not so long before. Previous posts have detailed just some of Dafydd’s many connections to the BBC.

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For many years, Jimmy Savile took part in ‘Children In Need’, until Sir Roger Jones, the then BBC Governor for Wales banned him, because Sir Roger found Savile’s conduct so ‘creepy’.

So what was wrong with the rest of them at the BBC?

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‘We didn’t know.’

Esther knew about Dafydd because in 1988 I wrote and told her what he was doing.

 

Years later I raised my concerns with the BBC over a drama which gave a highly inaccurate and misleading picture of ‘mental health care’ for young women – they were ‘disturbed girls’ who were in a Denbigh-like institution but it was in really good condition with nice furniture and lovely gardens, long after all the asylums had closed down and the girls were being tended to by intelligent and caring psychoanalysts, all on the NHS. There was a serial killer on the loose in the local area and of course everyone knew it was one of those girls wot dun it. I wrote to BBC Wales and listed the numerous factual errors in the drama – I don’t know who their medical consultant was but they obviously weren’t very competent – and also explained that the NHS does not provide such facilities for such patients, anywhere in the UK. I received an arsey letter from a Karl Davies, who failed to answer any of my points.

I later found out that Karl Davies was a Plaid activist and had stood for Plaid unsuccessfully in one General Election for a north Wales constituency . In 2001, Karl Davies was Plaid’s Chief Executive.

Being involved with Plaid in north Wales, Karl will have known about Dafydd’s gang and all those folk in Plaid who colluded with them. In 2014, Karl Davies appeared on a website entitled ‘All About Trans’, after Karl had ‘had coffee with a group of trans volunteers’.

How about a coffee morning with the theme ‘All About The Paedophiles’ then Karl?

Here’s Karl, looking dapper:

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My other letter to the BBC was challenging their decision to broadcast a party political broadcast on behalf of the BNP. I can accept that the BNP, as a party fielding candidates, have the right to a party political broadcast along with the other parties; my point was that the BNP should not have been allowed to tell lies about immigrants in their broadcast. Karl wrote back effectively telling me to piss off, we’re the BBC and we can do what we want.

‘We’re the paedophiles’ friends and you can’t get us.’

 

Hugh Lanning was a speaker at Unite Against Fascism’s national conference in March 2013. Andrew Gilligan, in a June 2013 article in the Torygraph, noted Lanning’s position with Unite Against Fascism and recounted that UAF members had climbed on London’s main war memorial, “squashing…flowers that mourners had placed there, then trying to remove half of them altogether and ‘jeering’ other visitors as they paid their respects.”

In March 2017, days after the Knesset passed Amendment No. 27 to the Entry Into Israel Law, which allowed known supporters of the BDS movement to be banned from entering Israel, Hugh Lanning became the first British national to be refused entry to Israel under this law. After landing at Ben Gurion Airport, Lanning was detained and refused entry. He claimed he was interrogated for eight hours. He was subsequently put on a flight back to the UK and informed that he would need to apply for permission to enter Israel in the future.

If Hugh Lanning is this vexed about the activities of Israel, one wonders why he has not maxed out on Professor Stuart Stanton, who worked at St George’s Hospital Medical School alongside Professor Oliver Brooke and all the staff there who were colluding and concealing organised child abuse. Stanton is a visiting Professor at Hadassah Hospital (Jerusalem) where he travels every three months to lecture, see patients and operate. He is a founder member of the South London Israel Forum (SLIF) which meets monthly to hear speakers on Middle East politics and Israel’s achievements in the Arts and Sciences, is also a Trustee for Hadassah UK and a Patron of the British Friends of Hebrew University.

Stanton also appears on the website of the Jewish Medical Association UK. The section entitled ‘Israeli Medical Students’ tells us about the 2011 Israeli Student Attachment programme and that ‘the past four weeks have been incredible. Dr. Alan Naftalin welcomed us with a lovely dinner at his house and took care of all our needs during our stay. In addition, he made sure we learn a lot about medicine and the way it is practised in the UK by arranging meetings with well experienced doctors such as Prof. David Katz, Prof. Stuart Stanton and Dr. Mike Peters of the BMA.’

See post ‘The Cry Of The Lunatic’ for more information on Stuart Stanton.

Surely this is an open goal for Hugh Lanning, particularly as Stanton was in some of the same societies as Greville Janner…

Lanning and Richard Norton-Taylor wrote a 1992 book, ‘A Conflict of Loyalties: GCHQ 1984-1991’, about 14 employees of the UK Government Communications Headquarters (GCHQ) who refused to obey a new directive requiring that they resign from their unions. In a review for ‘The Guardian’, Lord Wedderburn called it “a valuable source for those who seek to understand the place of the GCHQ victimisations in the general and continuing assault upon trade union rights in Britain.”

It was GCHQ who listened to our phone calls for years as Dafydd and the gang ran their crime empire and tried to kill us. The security services had Tp Docs surgeries, hospitals, universities etc wired as well. GCHQ heard the lot. No wonder that these unions exerted so much elbow power.

There were of course two high profile cases in the 1980s of civil servants leaking information on the grounds that they had a higher duty to the employers, the Gov’t – the cases of Sarah Tisdall and Clive Ponting. Sarah Tisdall leaked documents in 1983 regarding the date that American cruise missiles would be arriving in Britain. The Editor of ‘The Guardian’, Peter Preston, didn’t fancy going to prison himself, so he fessed up to the authorities as to the source of the leak and Sarah went to prison instead. In July 1984, Clive Ponting leaked documents concerning the sinking of the Belgrano. He stood trial and was acquitted, which came as a surprise to all, he and everyone else expected him to be imprisoned. See previous posts for details of the Tisdall and Ponting cases.

Sarah and Clive did take on a Gov’t that they knew to be corrupt, but neither they, nor anyone else, leaked anything about the very serious crime which was associated with the gangs supplying the Westminster Paedophile Ring. The only dog who did bark was the Tory MP Geoffrey Dickens, who was faced with universal ridicule and hostility.

 

Sheldon was educated at West Leeds High School. So John Sheldon was someone else who grew up in the location of Savile and his gang.

John Sheldon presided over a period of successive public sector trade union mergers during the 1980s and 1990s.

John Sheldon was elected General Secretary of the CSU in 1982, following service as Deputy General Secretary. During this time Sheldon and the CSU were amongst those active in opposing Thatch’s Gov’ts  ban on trade union membership at GCHQ and the subsequent legal challenge in 1984. All those non-barking dogs listening to Dafydd et al…

 

 

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Sheldon described the government’s £1000 tax compensation for GCHQ workers as “Judas Money”.

The corrupt civil servants who were colluding with Dafydd and associated gangs will have benefited by far more than £1000. When Thatcher’s Gov’t paid the ‘Judas Money’ to the GCHQ workers who left their union, it was argued at the time that all Thatch had done was cream off the civil servants who were capable of being corrupted and for quite modest sums as well, but it is clear that those who stayed in the unions and  colluded with the Top Doctors over the following years were corrupt as well.

 

In 1988 John Sheldon oversaw the subsequent merger with the Society of Civil and Public Servants to form the NUCPS and served as its General Secretary from 1993. When NUCPS merged with the IRSF (Inland Revenue Staff Federation) in 1996 to form the PTC, Sheldon continued as Joint General Secretary along with the IRSF’s Clive Brooke.

The IRSF, in an earlier incarnation, was the National Association of the Taxes Assessing and Collecting Services and the Valuation Office Clerical Association. The future PM Jim Callaghan was its Assistant Secretary from 1936 until World War II.

Clive Brooke, as the man who led the union which in its former days had employed the man who, along with so many others, was concealing the mound of crap which was organised abuse by people in high as well as low places, will have wielded a great deal of political muscle. George Thomas didn’t die until Sept 1997,  Callaghan didn’t die until March 2005 and there will have been a great deal at stake.

The Westminster Paedophile Ring of course involved a number of civil servants, some of them in very senior positions.

 

Lord Brooke of Alverthorpe:

Brooke was educated in Thornes House School, Wakefield. From 1964 to 1982, He was Assistant Secretary of the IRSF, 1964-82 – through the duration of Sunny Jim’s premiership; Deputy General Secretary, 1982-88; and General Secretary, 1988-95. In 1996 Brooke became Joint General Secretary of PTC and held this post until 1998. He was member of the General Council of the TUC, 1989-96 and between 1993 and 1996, he was a member of the TUC Executive Committee. Brooke is a member of the PCS, the successor to the civil service union that he led.

Clive became Lord Brooke in August 1997. One month before George Thomas died and after Ronnie Waterhouse had spent a few months listening to former residents of children’s homes in north Wales describe how they were beaten, raped, starved and forced to work in local businesses for no pay. For people like whoever used to run the fish gutting business down near the harbour at Bangor, who enjoyed the free labour of the teenagers from the Ty Newydd children’s home in Bangor, teenagers who told two people known to me that their social workers would beat them up if they refused to do the job. Ty Newydd was the children’s home in which Alison Taylor worked when she first made allegations that children were being abused. Alison of course was trashed by Nefyn Dodd, the manager of Ty’r Felin children’s home in Bangor and the man then made responsible for the oversight of all the other Gwynedd Social Services children’s homes.

Nefyn Dodd used to boast to third parties was a good mate of Dafydd’s.

What happened to one of the people who found out what was happening to the boys in Ty Newydd? After he confronted the social workers – and told people that he could not believe that they were social workers, they were just thugs – he told quite a number of people what was happening to the boys. He was subsequently visited by the Drug Squad, fitted up for the possession of class A drugs which were planted on him and his wife, arrested, punched in the face by a senior officer at the police station, held in Risley Remand Centre on further trumped up charges, unlawfully transferred to the North Wales Hospital to the care of Dafydd, where he was diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia and detained there, again unlawfully, for a year. Some years later he became involved with a woman who’s family – unbeknown to him – had links to the gang. He had a baby with her and days after the baby was born was ejected from the family by his partner, assisted by her family. Gwynedd Social Services deemed him to be a risk to his child and he was prevented from ever having access to the child. The child grew up in his mother’s family, which included two sex offenders against children.

The whole of Bethesda knew the details of this and it was openly discussed. Someone who had witnessed it all at close hand was killed by a lorry just before the Waterhouse Inquiry began.

Now then Dafydd, when McDuff arrives – he wants you to answer the door, wearing your baby doll nightie and nae panties…

As your caller noted Dafydd you murdering old bastard, ‘now Dafydd knows what it’s like to be sexually harassed’.

Dafydd does not however know what it is liked to be repeatedly sexually assaulted in his early teens, sold for sex to a variety of celebs/politicians/civil servants and others, end up being murdered by the gang who did this and then have his body strung up, to enable a transparently untruthful verdict of ‘suicide by hanging’ to be returned by the corrupt coroner.

Where else but in Gwynedd could a man who ran a paedophile gang for decades demand that someone who heard one of his victims taking the piss out of him be arrested?

The British Hotel also got themselves a bargain when an Empowered Service User with learning disabilities was forced to wash up the dishes for 30p/hour by her social workers.

 

Clive Brooke sits on the Labour benches. In 1997, as well as bagging a peerage, he became a Trustee of the IPPR, the ‘think-tank’ established by the Windbag which serves as a job creation scheme for the offspring of New Labour big wigs. Brooke has been a Trustee and Council member of Community Service Volunteers (CSV) and is a Trustee of Action on Addiction. Clive Brooke served as a non-executive director of NATS (formerly National Air Traffic Services), 2001-06.

I have only ever known one person who worked for Air Traffic Control and that was Michael Grunwell, a student at Bangor who was friends with my friends in Bangor Bird Group. Michael Grunwell was a wildly enthusiastic twitcher and got a job in Air Traffic Control solely because one of the perks was very cheap air travel, which meant that he could get to exotic locations to go twitching. Michael was friends with Anne whom the gang murdered as well as the people whom I have now been told did deals to keep quiet about what was happening to bag jobs and other goodies. Michael Grunwell has an internet presence, he seems to be living in Shanghai now and has put up many of his birding photos online.

 

Lord Brooke of Alverthorpe has been married to Lorna Hopkin Roberts since 1967.

 The General Secretary of the IRSF, 1976-88, who preceded Clive Brooke was Lord Tony Christopher. Christopher was General Secretary while Jim Callaghan was PM, presiding over a deeply unpopular Gov’t with Thatch snapping at its heels and a Labour Party about to implode into civil war. That’s what I call leverage Lord Christopher…

From 1944 to 1948, Christopher served in the RAF and from 1948 to 1957, he worked for the Inland Revenue, leaving to work full-time for the Inland Revenue Staff Federation.

In 1981, Christopher became Director of the TU Fund Managers LTD and in 1983 he was appointed Chairman. In 1983, he was also elected auditor of the International Confederation of Free Trade Unions and in 1988, Christopher began working as an Industrial and Public Affairs Consultant.

Christopher worked for paedophiles’ friends NACRO (see previous posts), 1956-98; he was a member of Council from 1956 and from 1973 was Chairman. He was member of the  TUC General Council, 1976-89 and its Chairman in 1988-89. Christopher was Director of the Civil Service Building Society, 1958-87 and Chairman, 1978-87. Lord Christopher was a member of the Inner London Probation and After-care Committee, 1966-79, of the Tax Reform Committee, 1974-80 and of the Royal Commission on Distribution of Income and Wealth, 1978-79. Christopher was also member of the IBA, 1978-83, of the Council of the Institute of Manpower Studies, 1984-89 and of the ESRC, 1985-88.

Brown was applying for funding from the ESRC during those years, years when Dafydd and the gang were illegally arresting and detaining me, attempting to frame me for serious crime etc. It was known that Thatcher’s Gov’t had ordered the ESRC to severely constrain funding for social science research and instead divert the funding into economic projects which would demonstrate the superiority of monetarism. Lord Christopher would have been happy to oblige.

Between 1983 and 1986, Christopher was Chairman of the Tyre Industry Economic Development Council and between 1985 and 1990 he was Vice-President of the Building Societies Association. In 1987 and 1988, Tony Christopher was Director of the Birmingham Midshires Building Society. Then Christopher really arrived – he was a member of the GMC, 1989-94, when they failed to take action against Dafydd  et al during those years of Peak Paedophilia, Savile running Broadmoor etc. Christopher was a member of the Audit Commission, 1989-95 and of the Broadcasting Complaints Commission, 1989-97.

Lord Christopher was a Trustee of the Commonwealth Trades Union Council Charitable Trust, 1985 -89 and of the Save the Children Fund, 1985-90. He was on board with the Windbag’s baby, the IPPR, for which he was a Trustee, 1989 -94 and Treasurer, 1990-94. Since 1981, Christopher was also appointed a Trustee of the Trades Union Trust Charitable Trust in 1981 and of the Douglas Houghton Memorial Trust in 1998. Douglas Houghton did many a favour for Dafydd and his criminal associates himself (see previous posts).

Tony Christopher was appointed a Fellow of the RSA in 1989, which has provided a home for many a paedophiles’ friend. On 30 July 1998, after Ronnie Waterhouse had heard the witness accounts of what the gangsters whom Lord Christopher had spent decades colluding with had done to kids in north Wales and then denounced them all as lying gits in pursuit of money – not like Ronnie and Tony Christopher! – Christopher was created a life peer. He took the Labour whip. Bless.

 

John Sheldon served on the General Council of the TUC, 1992-98. Which spanned the years of the investigations into the abuse of kids in care in north Wales and the first year of the Waterhouse Inquiry.

In yet another merger, in 1998, PTC joined with the CPSA to form the PCS. Sheldon continued as Joint General Secretary of PCS, alongside the CPSA’s Reamsbottom. Sheldon’s right to continue to hold the position of General Secretary without election for more than five years was challenged under section 55 of the Trade Union and Labour Relations (Consolidation) Act 1992, but the complaint was dismissed. Sheldon retired on his due date 31 July 2000, leaving Reamsbottom as sole General Secretary. That year, the year that the Waterhouse Report was published, Sheldon was awarded the OBE for his service to trades unionism.

Following retirement, Sheldon remained active in trade union affairs, and chaired the Civil Service Appeals Panel. In 2005, Sheldon was invited to lead several independent internal trade unions investigations on behalf of PCS, the FBU and ASLEF. The FBU formerly hosted Ann Jones, the Labour AM for the Vale of Clwyd, who grew up among the Dafydd’s gang and does everything possible to assist them. Ann continues her fine work by refusing to say a word about the genocidal NHS in north Wales but lavishing praise on it when yet another scandal or avoidable death hits the headlines.

 

More recently, John Sheldon attended a celebration of the 25th anniversary of the GCHQ campaign.

 

When researching this crew who so ably assisted the Top Docs and the trafficking gangs which the Top Docs facilitated while banging on about solidarity with the oppressed, I discovered another treasure of the Labour movement, Ada Maddocks.

Ada Maddocks was born in Felixstowe, grew up in Walthamstow and was educated at Walthamstow County High School before working in a laboratory for the Co-operative Wholesale Society. She became active in the co-operative movement, then began working for the NALGO in 1961. In 1976, Ada assumed lead responsibility for NHS employees in NALGO and remained in that position until 1992. Ada was elected to one of two women-only seats on the General Council of the TUC. She served as President of the TUC in 1990, actively supporting the ambulance workers’ strike. The ambulance workers who unlawfully delivered all those people abducted by a gang of paedophiles to the North Wales Hospital Denbigh in the middle of the night. Ada retired in 1992. Thank God for that. So Ada decided to wave good-bye to NALGO in the middle of the North Wales Police investigation into the possibility of a paedophile ring in north Wales/Cheshire. Once the careers of I and three other witnesses had been safely ruined the previous year. Thanks Ada!

NALGO was one of the unions to which some of those who abused kids in north Wales and elsewhere belonged. In north Wales, a NALGO rep was allowed to retire after it was admitted that he abused kids in his care. The NALGO rep was permitted to begin drawing his pension earlier than usual after a psychiatrist wrote a letter in support of him. I can only wonder whether that psychiatrist was wearing his baby doll nightie and nae panties when he wrote the letter.

NALGO is now part of UNISON.

When Ada the Loyal Abusers’ Friend pegged out in 2007, Dave Prentis, the General Secretary of UNISON, wrote her obituary for ‘The Guardian’. Dave, a paedophiles’ friend who has received much good press what with him being caring and representing so many saints who work in the NHS (see post ‘A Very COHSE Relationship With Some Very Nasty People’) told us that:

Ada Maddocks….was one of the leading women trade unionists of her day…She served on the TUC general council from 1977 until 1991 and in 1990 became only the fifth woman to hold the office of president. Her time on the TUC coincided both with a growth in the prominence of women in the trade union movement and the unions’ battle against their most formidable woman opponent, Margaret Thatcher.

The bitter ambulance workers’ dispute of 1989-90 occurred during Ada’s year as TUC president and she gave unstinting support to all union members involved. She went to London’s Smithfield market one cold winter’s morning, long before dawn, to win the meat porters’ support for the ambulance workers. They even let her stand on one of their barrows – an honour previously given only to the Queen Mother…

She joined the staff of Nalgo in 1961 as a secretary in the electricity section and moved to the health section in 1966, becoming a negotiating officer. Ten years later, she became the national officer responsible for the health service, and then staff side joint secretary of the general Whitley council. [The Whitley Council was the body which for decades kept the pay of groups of workers in the NHS who were not Top Doctors or managers very low. Angels only received a big pay hike when the Whitley Council was no longer responsible for determining their pay. The Whitley Council was hated by NHS workers. See previous post.] When she joined the TUC, she was one of just two women (the other being Marie Patterson, of the T&G) elected in the seats traditionally reserved for women to ensure that the council was not an all-male club. By the time she left, she was one of 15 women on the 50-member body, and the slogan that “a woman’s place was in her union” was one with which few trade unionists would disagree.

Her many friends and former colleagues remember Ada as a woman whose feet were firmly on the ground – she never let high office affect her judgement or the way she dealt with people. Many junior staff, and especially younger women in Nalgo, benefited from her friendship and encouragement, and went on to gain the promotion she was sure they would get. In 1982 she was awarded an OBE.

In retirement, Ada remained active in her local community. She was the chair of Redbridge Voices of Experience, which helped to produce the report Foundation for Change (2005), a health and social care strategy for older people and their carers in Redbridge and was an active supporter of Age Concern.

I never got to bottom of a mystery in 2001, the year that I qualified as a teacher at Bangor. Redbridge Council absolutely bombarded newly qualified teachers from Bangor with promotional literature, begging us to go and work as teachers for Redbridge Council. They even sent a man up to give interested people a lecture on how great being a teacher in Redbridge was. None of us had even heard of Redbridge; the trainee teachers at Bangor consisted of a proportion of Welsh speakers who wanted to teach in Wales through the medium of Welsh and a wider group of us who weren’t Welsh speaking but who had lived in Wales or done degrees at Bangor. There were only a few stragglers who didn’t have strong links to north Wales. Why on earth was Redbridge targeting newly qualified teachers from Bangor? I asked one of the lecturers at the School of Education why this was and she breezily said ‘oh they’re probably short of teachers there’. Then she went back to sleep again. At that time, the whole of the south east of England was short of teachers, the inner London boroughs were truly desperate. They didn’t all beat a path to one of the Welshest Schools of Education in the UK, to tell rural Welsh teachers that what they really needed was a career in Redbridge.

Like Ada, many of the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales/Cheshire have held senior positions in Age Concern. Including Margaret Hanson, the Vice-Chair of the Betsi Board, who was Chief Executive of Age Concern in North East Wales, at about the time when Redbridge Council were begging Welsh teachers to go and work for them. Margaret is a former children’s social worker who worked in Cheshire and she doubled up as a Cheshire Councillor as well. Margaret is married to David Hanson, the Labour MP for Delyn in north Wales, who was appointed as Blair’s PPS in 2001, in the aftermath of the Waterhouse Report (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part II’).

Ada – yet another Little Woman, who demonstrated that the union movement Cares.

I shall have to add Ada’s name to the list of those upon who’s graves I really must dance.

 

Here are Ada’s mates protesting against The Cuts:

 

A few days ago, the ‘Morning Star’ quoted a veteran of the trade union movement as remembering how he and his mates had opposed Thatch every step of the way, in those dark days in the 1980s. He named 1988 as having been a particularly bad year and listed a whole series of sins of Thatch, which I remembered well. Had anyone blown the whistle on the activities of Sir Peter Morrison and Jimmy Savile, both close friends of Thatcher’s, Thatch would have been dead in the water immediately, along with her Gov’t. But no-one did. Not even Ada and the Caring Wimmin. They were far too busy benefiting from the trafficking gang of which Savile and Morrison were key members.

 

Now for a bit about the man who intends to ensure that the trade union movement speaks for the working classes and for those working in the gig economy.

John Martin McDonnell was appointed the Shadow Chancellor of the Exchequer in September 2015. He has been the Labour MP for Hayes and Harlington since 1997. McDonnell has served as Chair of the Socialist Campaign Group in Parliament and the Labour Representation Committee and was the Chair of the Public Services Not Private Profit Group. He is also parliamentary convenor of the Trade Union Co-ordinating Group of eight left wing trade unions representing over half a million workers. McDonnell attempted to stand for the position of Labour Party leader following Blair’s resignation in 2007, but was unable to gain sufficient nominations. He was a candidate for Party leadership again in 2010 following Gordon’s resignation after Labour’s electoral defeat, but withdrew in favour of Diane Abbott. 

John McDonnell was backed in his leadership ambitions by the eccentric Rachel Webb (see post ‘Badlands’).

Alongside Jezza, McDonnell has been seen as a key figure on the left-wing of the party. When Jezza and John achieved eminence, one former Welsh MP observed that ‘two old Trots’ were never going to be able to lead the Labour Party to victory. However, the two old Trots are proving to be highly entertaining.

 

 Born in Liverpool, the old Trot McDonnell moved with his family to East Anglia when he was very young; his father became a bus driver and was a branch secretary of the TGWU.  McDonnell attended Great Yarmouth Grammar School. McDonnell began training to be a Catholic priest, attending St Joseph’s College, Ipswich, a Catholic boarding independent school, then for boys, before deciding against that vocation. The Catholic Church is not receiving the best of publicity at the moment.

Upon leaving education, McDonnell held a series of unskilled jobs. After marrying his first wife, he studied for A-levels at night school at Burnley Technical College and at the age of 23, he moved to Hayes in Greater London, attended Brunel University and completed a bachelor’s degree in government and politics. During this period, McDonnell helped his wife run a small children’s home in Hayes and was active on behalf of his local community and for NUPE.

Like NALGO, NUPE was one of the unions to which many of those involved with the trafficking rings which infiltrated the UK’s children’s homes belonged.

After completing his Master’s in politics and sociology at Birkbeck, University of London, McDonnell became a researcher and official with the  NUM, 1977–78, and later the TUC, 1978–82. From 1985–1987, McDonnell was Head of the Policy Unit at Camden Borough Council, then Chief Executive of the Association of London Authorities, 1987–1995 and the Association of London Government, 1995–1997.

Camden Borough Council was a stronghold of those who later became key figures in New Labour – including Tessa and John Mills. They resolutely ignored the paedophile gang operating on their doorstep. As in north Wales, Camden allowing gangsters to run their NHS and social services left its legacy. In 2004, it was revealed that, out of all areas in England and Wales, only one area had a higher suicide rate for women than north west Wales – Camden. See previous posts for details on the Camden crowd and their mates, some of whom were involved with the Association of London Authorities and the Association of London Government and were therefore still cluttering the place up during the first part of the Waterhouse Inquiry, as Blair looked forward to becoming PM.

Tough On Crime, Tough On The Causes Of Crime!

In 1981, McDonnell was elected to the GLC as the member for Hayes and Harlington. He became the GLC’s Chair of Finance and was Red Ken’s Deputy Leader. In an interview for ‘The Guardian’ McDonnell described his role during this time as being “to translate policies into concrete realities on the ground”. He further discussed his performance by indicating, “I was a fairly hard-nosed administrator. We set in train policies for which we were attacked from all sides but are now accepted as mainstream: large-scale investment in public services; raising the issue of Ireland and arguing for a dialogue for peace; equal opportunities; police accountability. We set up a women’s committee, an ethnic minorities committee”.

Under Red Ken, hundreds of kids from London Boroughs were sent to children’s homes in north Wales. They were being seriously abused and there were complaints about this to the Boroughs which had sent them to north Wales. The trafficking continued. Red Ken knew about this and was one of the signatories to an Early Day Motion in 1992, opposing the closure of Garth Angharad, a hell hole near Dolgellau, which was owned by Paul Hett, a now struck off solicitor who had previously owned schools and children’s homes where children were abused. Even Ronnie Waterhouse had to say a few harsh words about Paul Hett. Garth Angharad functioned as a prison for Dafydd’s gang. See posts ‘More On Those Prisons For Folk Who Dared Complain’ and ‘More On Those Who Signed That Early Day Motion’.

John McDonnell knew that those kids from London were being sent to north Wales. Furthermore, the ‘placements’ in the children’s homes run by Dafydd’s gang did not come cheap. The local authorities were paying substantial sums of money to have the ‘troubled children’ ‘looked after’ by gangsters. John Allen, who is now serving his third prison sentence for child abuse, became a millionaire within just a few years of opening the Bryn Alyn Community.

I cannot understand how John McDonnell, who would have seen the millions of pounds being transferred into the bank account of John Allen and others, could ever have been so stupid. There wasn’t just one complaint about abuse in those homes, there were hundreds. In July 1986, Ian Muir, the Deputy Headmaster of the ‘school’ for the Bryn Alyn kids, went to prison for six months for having sex with a girl in her early teens.

 

Following the abolition of the GLC, McDonnell was employed as Head of the Policy Unit at Camden London Borough Council. In 1987, McDonnell became Chief Executive of the Association of London Authorities (eventually the Association of London Government), where he represented all the London Boroughs in their relations with central Gov’t and Europe. McDonnell fought for his home constituency of Hayes and Harlington at the 1992 General Election, but was defeated by the Conservative incumbent Terry Dicks, by 53 votes. During the campaign, Terry Dicks sued for libel over critical material in McDonnell’s campaign leaflets; McDonnell settled and paid Dicks damages of £15,000 plus legal costs of £55,000.

As the MP for Hayes and Harlington, John McDonnell has been involved in several local community campaigns, including one opposing the expansion of Heathrow. He opposed New Labour policies on the Iraq War, foundation hospitals, student top-up fees, trust schools and anti-terror laws.

McDonnell voted against the 2003 Iraq War. In October 2006, McDonnell was one of 12 Labour MPs to back Plaid and the SNP’s call for a parliamentary inquiry into the war in Iraq.

In May 2003, McDonnell said of the IRA ‘It’s about time we started honouring those people involved in the armed struggle. It was the bombs and bullets and sacrifice made by the likes of Bobby Sands that brought Britain to the negotiating table. The peace we have now is due to the action of the IRA’.

Just to remind you John: In 1972, Jean McConville, a widow with 10 children, was dragged screaming from her house in Belfast at gunpoint by four wimmin, in front of her children, after being wrongly accused of passing information to British forces. She was shot in the head a few hours later. For three weeks after her abduction, her seven youngest children lived alone in the house, looked after by their 15 year old sister. Mrs McConville’s children were eventually taken into care by the social services and split up. One of them was housed in a children’s home already notorious for the sexual and physical abuse of children and was severely abused himself there. Most of Mrs McConville’s children developed serious difficulties and have led troubled lives. Dolours Price has admitted being involved in transporting Jean McConville after she was abducted.

Michael Mansfield acted as a defence barrister for Dolours Price. I wrote to Michael Mansfield in 1993 and told him some of what was happening to me at the hands of Gwynedd Social Services. He ignored it. At that time, the much publicised North Wales Police investigation into a possible paedophile ring in north Wales/Chester which was being concealed at the highest levels was coming to an end, with the police concluding that there was no ring. Hundreds of complaints had been made during the investigation, a file was sent to the DPP, but there were no prosecutions.

 

How would a widow with 10 children ever have time to be working for the British forces? But then how would Sadie Francis, a consultant psychiatrist – even though she shouldn’t have been – and three social workers employed by a gang of paedophiles, ever have been in fear for their lives because I walked into a room ‘carrying a rolled up newspaper’? But they were so terrified that they rang the police citing this as evidence of my dangerousness and demanded that I be arrested immediately. The newspaper won’t even have been a BNP publication, it will have been ‘The Guardian’ or the Indie.

 

Threatened with expulsion from the Labour Party, McDonnell went on to offer a rationale for his comments re the brave freedom fighters who murdered widows with 10 kids in an article written for The Guardian in June 2003 (“Expulsion would be an odd reward for telling hard truths”), stating:

 

McDonnell, in his study at Hayes, has a plaque which was presented to him by Gerry Kelly, dedicated to the “H-Block Martyrs 1981”, referring to those who died during the 1981 Irish hunger strikes. 

According to a report in ‘The Times’ published in November 2015, McDonnell in 1985 made similar comments at a Labour Committee on Ireland meeting, before the start of the Northern Ireland peace process. The Deptford Mercury asserted at the time that McDonnell had suggested there was a role for “the ballot, the bullet and the bomb” in bringing about a United Ireland, and joked about “kneecapping” the “gutless wimp” Labour Councillors who had declined to join the meeting.

The real gutless wimps are a bunch of well-paid professional people who did the bidding of a trafficking gang because they did not dare take on the Top Doctors of the NHS.

McDonnell is a leading member of a number of all-party groups within Parliament, including groups representing individual trade unions, such as the PCS, the RMT, the FBU, the NUJ and justice unions such as NAPO. He is also a leading member of groups on a wide range of issues such as Britain’s Irish community, the Punjabi community, endometriosis (does John McDonnell have much knowledge of the research into this – I don’t question his membership of the group on the grounds that he is in possession of testicles, more that I suspect that John knows bugger all about this condition) and Kenya. McDonnell is a member of the Labour Land Campaign, which advocates introducing a land value tax.

John McDonnell has consistently opposed the privatisation of public services and Chaired the Public Services not Private Profit Campaign launched in 2006 and supported by sixteen trade unions linking up with students, pensioners, health campaigners and the World Development Movement. 

The children’s homes in north Wales to which McDonnell’s mates in London sent kids were all privately owned. The associated prostitution, child porn and drugs business which Allen et al ran were also private enterprises. John Allen and Dafydd became millionaires and most of the other key figures in the gang did very nicely for themselves as well. Some of the ‘low paid’ former Angels of the North Wales Hospital Denbigh own yachts, second homes in Florida and multiple properties which they let out to holidaymakers or other tenants. They are far, far wealthier than most of the rest of north Wales.

I unknowingly moved into a house in Cwm-y-Glo a few years ago which was owned by a lady from Llanberis called Mo. The house was ropey, but I had two dogs and it was difficult to rent somewhere with pets, so I took it. The house turned out to be even ropier than I thought, in fact I found out that it had been condemned as being unfit for human habitation. Then the back door fell off its frame, the whole structure being rotten. Mo’s husband arrived and nailed the back door shut. At this point my PhD supervisor told me that he’d lend me the money to move somewhere else, because the house at Cym-y-Glo was now frankly dangerous, particularly as the paedophiles’ friends had a track record of trying to set fire to my houses. When I told Mo that I was moving out she asked me if I had any friends ‘perhaps with children, overseas students?’ who might want to rent it. I explained slowly and carefully to Mo that the house was dangerous and that she was breaking numerous laws by letting it out in that condition.

Mo herself lived in a nice house in really good nick in Llanberis. I was told that Mo was actually very affluent, although she was seen around the village looking a bit down at heel.

Mo was close friends with an Angel from the Hergest Unit who was abusing his kids. Mo knew about this and at one point asked me to stop telling people what had happened to me at the hands of the Hergest Unit.

There was one blessing when I lived at Berwyn Mount. The house was so damp that the paedophile gang would never have been able to set fire to it. Which must have been why they threw dog crap at my door, told the neighbours that I was a Dangerous Nutter, broke into my car, accused my dogs of being vicious and sent a heavy around who claimed that I owed him money when I didn’t. A retired policeman lived just down the road one side of me and a Top Doctor who had previously worked at the Hergest Unit lived the other side of me. They knew who was behind the harassment and intimidation but refused to tell me. Oh yeah and while I lived at that house, a drug addict smashed my car to bits, in broad daylight, in front of a crowd of witnesses, in Llanberis High Street. She was not charged, the police told me that it was my fault because my dogs had barked at her. Her partner was a big time dug dealer from Liverpool, who days before had fled Llanberis after guns were waved around. The addict herself worked as a care assistant in an old folk’s home in Penisarwaun, which was also employing traffiicked labour from Albania.

So if Helen Thomas would like to leave a message for me on the blog explaining how she will pay me some of the profits from her partner’s drug dealing business to compensate me for my car that she wrote off, I’ll be delighted to hear from her. I presumed that Helen’s unprovoked attack on me was not a one-off, because while it was happening one of her kids was screaming ‘stop it mum or you’ll get arrested again’.

I did mention to the police that there was probably a child protection issue, what with terrified kids, Helen being an insane, violent, drug addict and her boyfriend being Mr Big, but no, the policeman told me very firmly that there was No Problem. The problem was my dog who, unlike all the other dogs named in this post, did bark. He barked at Helen Thomas because she was screaming abuse at him and smashing up my car, while he was in the car with my other dog, who because she was elderly and deaf, didn’t bark.

They are a vicious criminal gang, not Caring Angels and they should have been put out of action a very long time ago O SPINELESS COLLUDING GITS.

 

Mo was also working a scam with her WEA classes, perhaps someone should investigate that, yet another way in which the Empowered Service Users of Gwynedd are so often helped.

It was when I was living at Cwm-y-Glo that David Blunkett awarded my fellow villager, Dee Edwards, with her Good Citizen’s Award. Meanwhile, Dee wrote letters to newspapers about the dangers of Black Mentally Ill people and held fundraising activities for her ‘victim’s charity’ – ‘Mothers Against Murder and Aggression’ no less – on the field which was located next to the car park, the bus stop and the main road into the village. When Dee was holding a fundraiser, it wasn’t a matter of you choosing to stroll over, join in and donate; instead as one appeared from whatever direction, one would be surrounded by a bunch of Dee’s supporters who would glower at you and tell you that you wanted to donate didn’t you, after all this was a charity collecting money to fight murderers and nutters. No of course I didn’t donate, which was probably why I had dog crap thrown at my house.

That woman intimidated half the village Blunkett you idiot, people could not believe it when she then picked up a sodding MBE. Dee Edwards arrived in north Wales from Liverpool, but no-one quite knew why.

 

McDonnell is ““not supportive of PFI schemes”, declaring that has “opposed every PFI scheme that was proposed”. In 2006, during the parliamentary debate on the Budget Resolutions, John McDonnell warned against PFIs, calling for an inquiry:

“There are numerous examples. I refer hon. Members to the work of Alison Pollock and to the publications by Unison in recent months, which contain example after example in the public services, health and education where PFI has been used to exploit the public purse, has failed to deliver and has delivered large bonuses and profits to individual company directors. That is why I regret that the Chancellor is going along that line. I would welcome a Government inquiry into PFI, which would probably echo the work done by the Public Accounts Committee on individual PFI schemes, which has demonstrated their lack of deliverability and cost effectiveness.”

 

 

If John McDonnell cares to read my post ‘More Summer Reading’, he can acquaint himself with the many scams from which many highly paid people have done very nicely that Alyson Pollock has robustly supported on the grounds that they are Of The NHS and thus Helping The Poor. They are helping Alyson Pollock and her mates a great deal more than The Poor.

Who do you think waved so many of the NHS PFI schemes through John? It was the NHS itself, many, many people in the NHS loved those schemes, all they saw was the dosh that would be provided to satisfy their endless demands. PFI was actively sold to them on the grounds that now ‘the NHS will get the investment that it needs’. They didn’t bother to read the small print, all they saw was another trough of plenty coming their way.

 

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In 2015, McDonnell’s name appeared on a letter calling for the armed police and MI5 to be disbanded. He claimed that he had not signed the letter, which was produced by the Socialist Campaign for a Labour Victory but he was photographed holding a copy of the letter, although he later said that he did not know that the demand was on the letter.

 

During a hustings for the GMB on 7 June 2010 when McDonnell was pursuing his Party leadership bid, he was asked what single act he would do to improve the world if he could travel back to the 1980s. His off-the-cuff reply was that “I was on the GLC that Mrs. Thatcher abolished, I worked for the NUM and we had the NUM strike, I think I would assassinate Thatcher”.

All that you needed to have done John was to have made public what this man was doing:

 

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You had all the evidence John: you were sending kids from London to the children’s homes in north Wales and were paying the paedophile gang handsomely, you were receiving the complaints that the kids were being abused and you were also mates with the NALGO and NUPE reps who worked for the unions which numbered the abusers among their members and provided legal advice for the abusers when they were the subject of complaints. It wasn’t rocket science.

 

In Sept 2016, McDonnell was appointed to something which I heard called The Queen’s Privy the other day, so now he can use the title The Right Honourable. So now John’s in The Queen’s Privy along with Trumpers and the many others who concealed Dafydd and the gang.

 

In the aftermath of the Grenfell Tower fire, McDonnell said that those who died were ‘murdered’ by political decisions. He’s quite right, as were the kids in care and Empowered Service Users in north Wales. Just as well for John that they were – if those political decisions had not been made, a great many people would have gone to prison, including a few of those who are currently in The Queen’s Privy.

No-one warned us John. No-one ever came up to Brown and me, not even any of the many undercover officers who were around Bethesda posing as hippies and said ‘for God’s sake don’t go near the Top Doctors, every one of them is involved in a massive trafficking ring which stretches to Europe, they targeted Sally and because you’ve both complained they’re trying to kill you.’ For years and years, people were ‘referred’ to that bunch of gangsters. If, like me, they decided that they really didn’t want to be propositioned by horrible old psychiatrists, they were arrested and sectioned. Parents who were OK but struggling had their kids removed from them and given to paedophiles; Empowered Service Users who refused to answer their doors and locked the paedophile gang out of their houses found that their doors were broken down by the police and they were forcibly taken to Denbigh or Hergest or other such places; any young person with vulnerabilities whom the Top Docs thought that the traffickers might like the look of was ‘referred’. And once you were ‘referred’ you never, ever got away. Not even if you moved to London. Because you and Jeremy were in London weren’t you John…

It was entirely a political decision. MI5 were recording everywhere. In the early 1990s, Tony Francis chased me along a main road in north Wales, in daylight, accompanied by a Staffie bull terrior, hurling insults at me. (Years later, this was just one of the many Tony-related incidents which Tony’s colleague Ella Fisk told me to attribute to Tony’s mood disorder.) I walked into a police station located on that road and said to the Sgt ‘have you seen what this man is doing?’ The Sgt told me to get out of the police station or he’d arrest me. I asked him what I was supposed to do in the face of someone behaving like this. He told me that for all he cared I could chuck myself off the suspension bridge, he was here to protect decent people. Decent people threw a petrol bomb into a building and killed five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal not long after this incident.

The other day I received a blow by blow account of that incident with Francis; a transcription of everything that Francis said, a detailed description of the clothes that I was wearing, the lot. It was indeed as I remembered it. Even the bit where Tony Francis got a camera out and took a picture of my bum. I was told that the whole scenario had been filmed by someone and bloody hell were they worried when they saw it.

But no-one stopped any of it.

A political decision John.

 

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John McDonnell managed Jeremy Corbyn’s leadership campaign. The Jeremy who previously worked for NUPE, who remained friends with them all in NUPE and NALGO, the Jeremy who’s election agent’s business partner went to prison for a series of sex assaults on schoolboys, the Jeremy who was surrounded by the paedophile gang which operated in Islington, a gang with links to Dafydd et al. Jeremy sat on an NHS body which covered Hariney/Islington/Bloomsbury when Dafydd had direct links to the NHS and social services in those areas. After Jeremy was elected as an Islington MP, he was told by Dr Liz Davies, the Islington whistleblowing social worker, that kids were being horrifically abused in the Islington children’s homes. Jeremy didn’t respond. Some of the Islington kids were murdered. See my previous posts for details of this cesspit.

No wonder they all love Jeremy in his local authorities. The whole bloody lot of them colluded and Jeremy will never say a word about any of it. They’ve been colluding for decades as well – the Bloomsbury set were crossbred with the Anglo-Welsh aristocracy in the first part of the 20th century when Amabel Strachey married Sir Clough Williams-Ellis and subsequently settled at Clough’s family seat at Llanfrothen/Croesor. Sir Clough then let out the cottages on the estate to their bohemian friends from England (see post ‘The Village’).

 

 

Obviously I need a bit of political balance a la the BBC on this blog, so I’ll now pay a bit of attention to a man whom I meant to cover weeks ago but have been too busy to do so, a man much in the news at present – the Tory MP, David Davies, or ‘DD’ as he styled himself on the T shirts worn by his young female supporters some years ago when he was standing for something or other. Probably the leadership of the Tory Party.

David Michael Davis has been the MP for Haltemprice and Howden (in Yorkshire) since 1997 and served as Secretary of State for Exiting the European Union, July 2016-July 2018. Davis was previously elected to the Commons for Boothferry (in Yorkshire) in 1987 and was re-elected in 1992. Davis squeezed into The Queen’s Privy along with the rest of them in the 1997 New Years Honours, just before Sir Ronnie began hearing the witnesses evidence in public…

Born to a single mother, Betty Brown, in York on 23 December 1948, Davis was initially brought up by his grandparents there. His father, whom he met once after his mother’s death, is Welsh. After his mother married Ronald Davis, the family moved to London, where they lived initially in a flat in Wandsworth which Davis has described as “a terrible little slum”. Later, after his half-sister was born, the family moved to the Aboyne council estate in Tooting, his stepfather being a shop steward at Battersea Power Station. Davis attended Bec Grammar School.

When Davis were a lad, St George’s hadn’t yet relocated to Tooting, but Springfield Hospital was there as was the notoriously dreadful Tooting Bec Hospital, which was so bad that even the paedophiles of Springfield wouldn’t work there; Tooting Bec Hospital was closed down at the time of Peak Paedophilia in Tooting. However, the paedophile ring in the Tooting/Wandsworth area was in existence and at some point in Davis’s life – certainly during his political career – Davis will have been made aware of it. The one-time Director of Education for Wandsworth, Donald Naismith, was known to be a paedophile and involved with the gang (see previous posts).

On leaving Bec Grammar School in Tooting, Davis worked as an insurance clerk and joined the TA’s 21 SAS (Artists) Regiment. He then went to Warwick University where he completed his degree. Whilst at Warwick, Davis was one of the founding members of the student radio station, University Radio Warwick and he founded a men’s choir. He went on to London Business School (1971-73) and later to Harvard University, (1984-85).

Davis met his wife, Doreen, at Warwick. They married on 28 July 1973 and have three children.

Whilst a student, Davis was active in the Federation of Conservative Students, becoming national Chairman in 1973.

Davis worked for Tate & Lyle for 17 years, rising to become a senior executive, including restructuring its troubled Canadian subsidiary, Redpath Sugar.

Davis was Conservative Party Chairman, 2001-02 and Shadow Secretary of State for the Office of Deputy PM, when IDS was Leader of the Tories.

Davis used his first interview as Shadow Home Secretary in November 2003 to state his personal support for a reintroduction of the death penalty for people convicted of multiple murder ‘where there is clear evidence and no doubt’ surrounding the offender’s guilt, citing Peter Sutcliffe and Ian Brady as examples of offenders who would fall into this category. This interview came almost 40 years after the abolition of the death penalty for murder. Furthermore Davis ignored the reality that the criminal justice system is so corrupt that it is quite difficult to maintain that in almost any case there is ‘no doubt’. Sutcliffe and Brady were both in the hands of ‘professionals’ whom I know were thoroughly corrupt and had stitched up innocent people; to what extent that went on in the cases of Sutcliffe and Brady I am not sure, but one couldn’t rely upon what was said by those who proffered their opinions.

Between 2003 and 2008, Davis was the Shadow Home Secretary in the Shadow Cabinets of both Michael Howard and David Cameron. Davis had previously been a candidate for the leadership of the Conservative Party in 2001 and 2005.

At the time of the 2005 Conservative leadership contest, David Davis was Shadow Secretary of State for the Home Department. His Campaign Manager in the leadership contest was Conservative MP and Davis’s Deputy as Shadow Home Secretary, Andrew Mitchell (who in 2010 became Secretary of State for International Development in Cameron’s Cabinet).

On 12 June 2008, Davis unexpectedly announced his intention to resign as an MP and was immediately replaced as Shadow Home Secretary; this was in order to force a by-election in his seat for which he intended to seek re-election by mounting a specific campaign designed to provoke wider public debate about the erosion of civil liberties in the UK. Following his resignation as MP, Davis became the Conservative candidate in the resulting by-election, which he won a month later. In 2012, together with Liam Fox, he founded the Tory pressure group Conservative Voice to amplify the voice of grassroots members, which Davis thought was getting lost in the party.

 

As a backbench MP, Davis continued campaigning for civil liberties. One of his speeches on this matter was the 2009 Magna Carta Lecture at Royal Holloway, University of London, in association with the Magna Carta Trust.

Davis has supported civil liberties campaign group Big Brother Watch and in January 2010 he spoke with Tony Benn at the official launch. In 2012 he helped lead the opposition to Coalition plans to allow police and security services to extend their monitoring of the public’s email and social media communications. Davis has taken more conservative stances on some other civil liberties issues, having repeatedly voted to restrict abortion, fertility treatment, embryo research and LGBT rights.

Davis was amongst the signatories of a letter to The Guardian condemning the Coalition’s efforts to hide the UK’s involvement in rendition and torture behind secret trials.

In May 2010, after the General Election which resulted in a hung Parliament it was revealed that Cameron wanted to invite Davis and other right-wingers such as Michael Howard and IDS into his Conservative-Liberal Democrat Coalition cabinet. However, Davis refused and remained a critic of the Gov’t on its stance on tuition fees.  He offered critical commentary on the coalition in a BBC interview in March 2012.

Davis resigned from his Gov’t position on 8 July 2018. Following the resignation, the Dept for Exiting the European Union junior Minister Steve Baker and Foreign Secretary Boris Johnson also resigned.

 

At the time of Davis’s resignation as an MP in 2008, the Labour MP Andy Burnham made a speech which was widely interpreted as falsely implying an inappropriate relationship between Davis and the then Director of Liberty, Shami Chakrabarti. Burnham was forced to issue a public apology under threat of legal action.

Would anyone even notice an ‘inappropriate relationship’ among this lot?

 

Davis’s wiki entry tells of his adventures at Warwick University and his early days as a Tory. His wiki entry admits to David having been Chairman of the Federation of the Conservative Students in 1973. The FCS were famously mad and although Tebbit finally dissolved the FCS in the 1980s, the FCS got away with a great deal before Tebbs did that. Neil Hamilton was involved with the FCS at a similar time to Davis. Someone at Bangor who was at Aberystwyth University with Hamilton witnessed the famous incident in which Hamilton goose-stepped around the institution. Hamilton of course went onto greater things, including forging links with an Italian fascist group. It was Neil Hamilton’s youthful excesses which provided the fodder for the BBC ‘Panorama’ programme years later, ‘Maggie’s Militant Tendency’, over which the Tory Party took legal action (see previous posts).

Neil Hamilton served as the MP for Tatton, the neighbouring constituency to Peter Morrison and Neil and Christine Hamilton joined Morrison at various functions. Like everybody else in Cheshire, the Hamiltons knew that Morrison was assaulting children. Neil Hamilton’s big disgrace and exit from the Commons arrived with his involvement in the Ian Greer cash for questions scandal. Sir Peter Morrison was involved in that as well, but received less publicity because he had already left the Commons by the time that the scandal broke.

What is not on Davis’s wiki entry is who constituted his political opposition when he was busy with the Tories at Warwick – it was the former VC of Bangor University, the man who came under fire from Dafydd’s gang as a result of challenging them. He was Chairman of the Socialist Society at Warwick when David Davis was busy with the far right of the Tory Party.

 

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When that VC was encountering so many problems and when Bangor University was very obviously under attack from all angles, by people from across the political spectrum including a few with connections in very high places, David Davies was at the top of the Tory Party.

A few things to consider:

Davis was Chairman of the Tory Party in the aftermath of the Waterhouse Report. As Davis departed that role, Dafydd’s gang came in hot pursuit of me, had me sacked from my job, attempted to fit me up for a very serious crime and when that failed, they tried to have me struck off the teaching register. The person who cleared my name was a junior Minister, who was – although I had no idea at the time – a close friend of the VC of Bangor University. Where did that close friend undertake postgrad work? Er – Warwick University. He was there along with David Davis.

Just after my name was cleared, Brown’s mum was found dead. I was quite close to Brown’s mum and we had written to each other continually from the time that I left Somerset to go to university.

In 2005, Andrew Mitchell, Davis’s Deputy to Davis in his Shadow Home Secretary role, was Davis’s leadership campaign manager. So they were obviously good mates. In 2010 Andrew Mitchell entered the Cabinet. Andrew Mitchell’s wife is a Top Doctor, one of those who never, ever speaks of the real and very big problems in the NHS.

In 2009, when David Davis was busy with the Royal Holloway College, Brown, I and one of our colleagues from Bangor were collaborating with two social work academics at the Royal Holloway. We had teamed up because we were all concerned about patients being abused and ‘service user involvement’ being used to conceal this. Our colleagues at the Royal Holloway were having a terrible time from their colleagues in London and the ‘services’ because they had raised concerns about the abuse of patients. One of our friends from the Royal Holloway subsequently left her job and went to the US because she could stand it no more.

David Davis shared a platform with Tony Benn in 2010. When Davis did that, I had recently written to Tony Benn about the abuse of mental health patients in north Wales. Tony simply replied saying ‘sorry, mental health is not my area’. I had been encouraged to write to Wedgie Benn by someone who knew him as a disability campaigner.

The former VC of Bangor didn’t find any peace after he stepped down as VC. He was appointed as Chair of the newly created Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board. He was in that role when Andrew Mitchell was a member of Cameron’s Cabinet. The former VC and his newly appointed Chief Exec dared take on the gross malpractice of the paedophile gang. I sat in a public meeting when both the Chair and the Chief Exec of the Betsi Board were threatened with violence from a mob who had infiltrated the meeting. This was witnessed by journos, a TV camera crew and four Welsh Assembly politicians. No-one called for calm and the threats were not reported in the media – the proposed ‘NHS Cuts’ were. The only plans which had been made to cut anything was the proposed closure of a small number of NHS buildings which constituted a risk to patient safety.

After that public meeting, I was told repeatedly by associates of Dafydd’s gang re the Chair of the Betsi Board that they would ‘bring him down’, ‘take him out’ and that he and his Chief Exec ‘won’t win this and when they lose your life won’t be worth living’.

Er -by threatening me with guns perhaps?

Both Merfyn and the Chief Exec, Mary Burrows, ended up resigning some six years ago. The members of the paedophile gang moved in and subsequently occupied most positions on the Board. The Board is bankrupt, it is in special measures after being the centre of the biggest mental health scandal that there has yet been in the UK, they are finding it impossible to recruit staff and the death rates continue to soar. But at least Merfyn is no longer in any public appointment, the gang killed his wife and drove him out.

David Davis, that champion of civil liberties and the man with a firm line on law n order, was one of those responsible.

 

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A Demand From Gwynedd County Council

I have received a letter from Mr E.B. Jones, Taxation Manager, Gwynedd County Council, telling me that a liability order has been granted against me, requesting £132-31 and telling me that if I don’t cough up, they will transfer the order to bailiffs, which will mean further significant costs for me, precisely: Compliance Stage £75; Enforcement Stage: £235 Sale Stage: £110 and that if the case is referred to bailiffs the Council will not intervene further.

The letter tells me that the liability order was granted on 3/11/2011 and refers to ‘outstanding council tax’ from when I lived at a property near Garndolbenmaen.

This letter refers to a liability order which Gwynedd County Council have already transferred to bailiffs – some six years ago. Although I had paid the council tax concerned. Furthermore, Gwynedd County Council didn’t tell me that they were taking me to court for non-payment of council tax. I simply received aggressive threatening letters telling me to pay the council tax which I had already paid, including further costs, because I’d been taken to court. And now Gwynedd County Council have repeated the whole sorry saga.

Gwynedd County Council were certainly very busy at the time. I received five parking tickets in Caernarfon in the space of about four weeks, although my car was breaching the rules on only one occasion. I had also received a letter demanding that I repay more than £130 in housing benefit. I had not claimed housing benefit.

These events occurred after a man who made a witness statement detailing the harassment and threats that he had seen me subjected to by the mental health services, including the Arfon Community Mental Health Team (most of whom were social workers employed by Gwynedd County Council), received a visit at home from Dyfed Edwards, the then leader of Gwynedd County Council, who told him ‘you won’t win this and when you lose your life won’t be worth living’. The man who made the witness statement later received a visit from ‘traffic police’ who, once inside his house, produced guns. He subsequently withdrew his statement which I think is what Dyfed Edwards wanted.

Why did I leave the house where I was living in Garndolbenmaen? For a number of reasons including: three break-ins to my car while it was parked on the drive (the house was halfway up a remote hill with no neighbours); a man trying to get into my house late one night who was seen off by my dog; an attempt to run me off the road twice in the same day by the same car as I was leaving my house and then again on the way to a friend’s who lived near my house; obstacles left at the end of my drive, which if I had left the house at my normal time that day (very early in the morning when it was still dark because it was winter) would have caused me to drive straight into them and crash.

Then there was the bailiff who turned up when I lived at my next address telling me that I owed money when I’m fairly sure that I did not, who threatened my landlady who was at home alone that day; the bailiff who turned up at another address going under the obviously false name of Mr Jones, an enormous ginger scouser covered in gold bling reeking of aftershave, who told me that I owed Gwynedd County Council money when I did not.

I was not the only person having such experiences. Gwynedd County Council sent bailiffs after a friend of mine, maintaining that he hadn’t paid his council tax when he had; Mr Jones also paid a visit to a single mother in Llanberis, demanding goods after Gwynedd County Council maintained that she hadn’t paid her council tax. Mr Jones threatened her, removed her microwave and told her that he’d be returning. She was terrified and left the house. Both of these people had complained about the Arfon Community Mental Health Team.

At the time that Mr Jones was busy in Gwynedd, a young woman in Deiniolen was found dead in her house, accompanied by a suicide note saying that she was in debt and was being threatened by bailiffs. I didn’t know her so I don’t know whether Gwynedd County Council and Mr Jones were involved.

The AM for Arfon at the time was Alun Ffred Jones, who was the former leader of Gwynedd County Council. Alun Ffred’s brother, Dafydd Iwan, had also led Gwynedd County Council. Dafydd Iwan doubles up as a folk singer who wrote a ‘tribute song’ to Dr Dafydd Alun Jones.

Dafydd Iwan’s son Llion worked at Bangor University when I did and was being targeted and bullied by his boss, an appalling woman who was Head of the School of Creative Industries, Stephanie Marriott (see previous posts). There was only one person who defended Llion from Marriott’s shocking behaviour – a Jewish lecturer who was a friend of mine. So Marriott went after the Jewish lecturer and then me. The Jewish lecturer was told by Marriott that I was ‘bullying’ her – this was after I sent an e mail to Marriott defending myself from her constant aggro. She asked him to abuse his position as a UCU rep and make a statement about my ‘bullying’ in her ‘defence’. He fell about laughing and told Marriott that he hardly thought that a Head of Dept could be ‘bullied’ by a post-doc on a short term contract.

The Head of HR, Lyn Meadows, received a visit from Marriott. Meadows rang the Jewish lecturer and told him that she ‘couldn’t be seen to be bullying Sally because she has mental health problems’ but they wanted a statement from him. The Jewish lecturer put the phone down in disgust and told me immediately what was going on. Marriott’s husband was also a UCU rep. Meadows then harassed me and my boss by e mail for the next four weeks, demanding that I meet her because she needed to discuss ‘my behaviour’. In the end I sought the advice of a bullying and harassment officer. I was also told by a third party that Meadows – who had previously been a senior manager in the Welsh Ambulance Trust – had got together with Marriott and those we know and love in the NHS to frame me and get me out of the University. Days later I received another communication from Meadows, telling me that a member of staff from yet another Dept had made a statement claiming that I had bullied and terrorised her. I produced evidence which demonstrated that this woman was lying. She was later found crying and admitted to a colleague that she had lied about me, because ‘Lyn told me to do it’. Lyn Meadows is now a member of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board.

While all this was going on, Alun Ffred told a third party known to me that he would ‘take Marriott out’ for bullying his nephew Llion and was going to ‘get revenge’ on Bangor University. Did Alun Ffred take Marriott out? Er, no. Marriott was needed because Lyn Meadows and Alun Ffred’s friends in the NHS and Gwynedd County Council wanted to use her to try and get me the sack. Alun Ffred instead launched a broadside attack on Bangor University as a whole, in particular trying to throw a spanner in the works of the big new arts centre that the VC had succeeded in getting the funding for. That’s the VC who’s wife had not long before died at the hands of the paedophiles’ friends at the Walton Centre (see comments after my post ‘Rivers Of Blood’).

Did Llion Iwan ever defend the Jewish lecturer who was also being targeted by Marriott and Meadows? No. Llion was delighted to have the support of the Jewish lecturer when he needed it, but soon he didn’t need it any longer because Llion landed a plum job with S4C. The S4C that his Uncle Alun Ffred had previously worked for and which also had such a close relationship with his dad.

Marriott stayed working at Bangor University for many more years.

Alun Ffred was also happy to use people whom he knew were being targeted by his own associates. There was a man called Len who worked at Bangor University who was a Plaid Councillor. I’m not sure what Len did, but he wasn’t an academic member of staff. I had no problem with Len, he was always very friendly towards me. Len knew that I had been taken an interest in the number of mediocre or frankly abusive ‘care homes’ which were springing up in Gwynedd – I was told that Dr Dafydd Alun Jones had links to some of them. Len told me that ‘Alun Ffred is very worried about it as well’ and that Alun Ffred had asked Len to ask me what I knew about the homes. So I told Len that I knew in at least one of the homes, young female residents were being violently assaulted and made to watch porn as ‘therapy’ and that on at least one occasion, a sex worker from Llandudno had been employed to provide ‘services’ for at least one resident in another home. I heard no more from Len or Alun Ffred, but I never saw any sign that Alun Ffred did anything at all about those homes. Although I bet he told the relevant people that I knew what was going on inside of them. Whether Len was part of the collusion I do not know. Len may have been yet another person ruthlessly used by ‘the Royal Family of Gwynedd’ as I was told that Dafydd Iwan and Alun Ffred liked to think of themselves.

As all good Royals are, Alun Ffred was a law unto himself. At one election, a friend of mine saw Alun Ffred inside the polling booth on the day of the election, which my friend maintained was unlawful. After all, the electorate mustn’t be pressurised or intimidated…

I don’t know the full extent of Alun Ffred’s wrongdoing obviously, but I saw someone give him a public bollocking for ‘getting Wales a bad name’ on one occasion. It was Lord Dafydd Elis Thomas. I and a friend had gone to an event at Caernarfon in which Dafydd El was being interviewed about his life in politics and just as Dafydd El took his seat, Alun Ffred emerged from a seat behind my friend and I and started shouting at Dafydd El in Welsh. My Welsh wasn’t good enough to understand what was being said, but my friend with me was first-language Welsh and said that Alun Ffred was being highly offensive. After his ranting Alun Ffred walked out of the door, so presumably he hadn’t come to hear the interview. At the time Dafydd El was Chancellor of Bangor University.

Alun Ffred was not the only person busying himself with being angry with the VC of Bangor University for having the temerity to raise enough dosh for the arts centre. There was a whole contingent of paedophiles’ friends who were trying to force the VC out of the University and they were having secret meetings with the previous VC, a well-camouflaged paedophiles’ friend himself, Professor Eric Sunderland (see previous posts), who was still alive at the time…

The main rep for the UCU at Bangor University, Eileen Tilley, who had a particularly chummy relationship with Lyn Meadows (see previous posts) was also happy to put the boot into the VC by being less than honest. I only ever went to one UCU meeting at Bangor, which was a meeting called by Tilley, to discuss restructuring at the University. The VC was due to attend to answer questions, but several days beforehand he told the UCU reps that he had to cancel. One of the UCU reps told me about the cancellation days before the meeting. So imagine my surprise when I turned up to the meeting to find a smug grinning Tilley greet the audience with the opening comment: ‘Merfyn Jones has not got the guts to come and face you all today, he backed out just before the meeting’. I e mailed Tilley later that day, asked her why she had chosen to lie to the meeting, challenged her about her inappropriate friendship with an unscrupulous, dishonest HR Director and then resigned from UCU.

There was another meeting as well at which the non-appearance of the VC caused a stir. An academic seminar had been organised and the VC was invited to make an opening address. When we all arrived I noticed the presence of someone who had recently written a letter to the local paper complaining about the VC’s salary. I was aware of this person’s presence on the planet because as well as having a part-time job in the University, she was a Service User. She was one of the many Service Users who’s letters on a whole range of subjects appeared in the local press – and in ‘The Guardian’ on one occasion as well – but she never uttered a word about the abuse of patients or the activities of the paedophile gang. The VC’s salary was what concerned her. She was sitting with another Champion Of The Oppressed, Wulf Livingstone, a social work lecturer. Wulf too, despite Championing the Oppressed, somehow never raised any concerns about Dafydd and the trafficking gang. But then Wulf used to work for Dafydd’s charity CAIS. Wulf went on to greater things after CAIS, he worked for the North Wales Probation Service. Some of the staff of the North Wales Probation Service abused kids in care in north Wales. Wulf then became a social work lecturer at Bangor and after that was welcomed as a senior lecturer in social work by that bastion of paedophiles’ friends at Glyndwr University.

I heard Wulf and the Service User discussing their plans to give the Fat Cat of a VC a very hard time when he arrived at the seminar, because he had Questions To Answer. Unfortunately, the VC sent his apologies for his non-appearance. Not got the guts to appear? Er no, sadly dear old camouflage had recently pegged out and the VC had to attend Eric Sunderland’s funeral.

Oh the irony!

Save Our Sausages, a VC has arrived who’s not in the pockets of a paedophile gang, we need to get rid of him and fast…

 

Dafydd Iwan prides himself on being all international with his activism. Dafydd Iwan, along with his guitar, has visited a number of countries containing people having a hard time to express solidarity with the Oppressed.

The Jewish lecturer, after doing everything that he could to defend Llion Iwan, was left to the excesses of Marriot once Llion bagged his job at S4C. Then people started threatening me and a witness to the wrongdoing with guns.

Yma O Hyd!

Pass us the Bara Brith. I’ll push the boat out and have a Welsh Cake as well.

Readers unfamiliar with the Royal Family of Gwynedd will not know that they famously grew up in the village of Llanuwchllyn, near Bala, where their father ruled the roost as a result of his association with the Bala Theological College. Llanuwchllyn is famous as the birth place of Sir Owen Morgan Edwards, the Welsh historian, educationalist and writer. O.M. Edwards was very briefly the Liberal MP for Merionethshire. In 1907 Edwards was appointed as the first Chief Inspector of Schools for Wales. Another well-known Schools Inspector for Wales was J.E. Daniel, who also held a post at Bala Theological College. J.E. Daniel was President of Plaid in its early days, when Saunders Lewis was a big name in Plaid. Dr Dafydd Alun Jones was a met of Saunders Lewis when Dafydd was a young man. J.E. Daniel was the father of the corrupt judge Huw Daniel, who was involved in the attempt by the Hergest Unit staff to frame and imprison me when I was a PhD student at Bangor University (see previous posts).

Just as one enters Llanuwchllyn, there is a statue of O.M. Edwards and his son, Ifan ab Owen Edwards, who founded Urdd Gobaith Cymru (the Welsh League of Youth).

 

Owen Morgan Edwards

 

I always imagined that those two members of Gwynedd’s Royal Family, Alun Ffred and Dafydd Iwan, expect a statue of themselves to one day join the statue of O.M. and Ifan. Presumably to commemorate their considerable contribution to Getting Wales A Bad Name.

Rivers Of Blood

The day before yesterday’s edition of the ‘Morning Star’ was certainly poignant in the light of recent posts on this blog.

It seems that Michael Crick recently interviewed Theresa May on Channel 4 News and as part of a discussion regarding previous Conservative Gov’ts stance on apartheid South Africa, Crick asked Theresa if she ever attended any anti-apartheid protests. Theresa testily observed that Michael Crick knew that she had not.

The ‘Morning Star’ reported that John McDonnell remembered that he and Jeremy Corbyn campaigned against apartheid in the 1970s and 80s and that on one occasion, Jeremy was arrested outside the South African Embassy during a protest. McDonnell remembered that at the time the Federation of Conservative Students were wearing ‘Hang Nelson Mandela’ badges. I remember it all well.

Sadly while those on the left were making a lot of noise about apartheid, many of them remained silent about the en masse abuse of kids in care and vulnerable adults in their own constituencies/Councils, including Jeremy and John McDonnell. What was happening to some dispossessed people was not only no secret but one had to work really hard at not noticing it.

Brown and I attended an anti-apartheid protest outside South Africa House in 1987. The police weren’t quite as violent as they sometimes were – on another protest Brown was kneed in the knackers by a policeman and I was shoved – but on that particular day in 1987 we didn’t see any police violence, although we did see a few people trying to wind the police up. We did however have quite an adventure in a tube station on our way back from the demo, after we stopped to help a girl whom we found kneeling over the semi-conscious body of a young man, crying ‘please don’t die’. It transpired that the young man was called Smurf, he had been inhaling solvents which was not a good idea and he was now in a bad way. Brown and I did what we could to keep Smurf breathing and chatted to his girlfriend at the same time. She was 15 and had run away from a children’s home in Swansea. Smurf had also run away from a children’s home. The tube station was busy and for more than an hour and a half while we waited for an ambulance – it couldn’t get through because of the anti-apartheid protest – hundreds of people passed us by. Two people offered to help – TWO. A middle aged lady – she was the one who called the ambulance – and a snappily dressed young man. Not only did hundreds of people ignore what was going on, but while we sat with Smurf and his girlfriend, about eight of their mates appeared. All of them had run away from ‘care’ and were living on the streets in London. Then a tramp appeared and offered to help. So out of all those hundreds of people – many of whom had been part of the anti-apartheid protest – who witnessed a boy who had run away from ‘care’ and who was in difficulty, only three people stopped and one of those was a tramp.

When the ambulance finally arrived, the ambulance staff took one look at their intended patient – Smurf had a red mohican and because he had inhaled solvents he had saliva running from his mouth – and refused to touch him lest ‘he’s got AIDS and he spits at us’. I told the ambulancemen that there was no risk of HIV being transmitted via saliva. Brown reiterated that. They still refused to touch Smurf. Smurf’s mates all ran away when the ambulance appeared because it was accompanied by a police officer. After much umming and ahhing and donning of protective gear, the ambulance staff finally agreed to touch Smurf, eventually got him into the ambulance and told us that they were taking him to – I seem to remember – the Westminster Hospital. The next day Brown and I popped in to see Smurf, only to find that they had discharged him just hours after he had arrived, when they considered his life to be no longer at risk. A teenaged boy who had run away from ‘care’ and was living on the streets – the leading Top Docs and Angels of London had sent him right back onto the streets.

At the time I was living in Harringay and the girlfriend of one of the boys in our house was an Angel. I told her that I was appalled that so few people had stopped to help Smurf and she told me that it was hardly surprising, whoever would want to help a young man on the streets with a red mohican? Well not the NHS, obviously.

When Brown and I met Smurf and his mates, I had not long escaped the clutches of Dafydd after he had illegally imprisoned me in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. I have mentioned in previous posts that after I’d been there a few weeks, one day without warning Dafydd arrived on the ward, told me that he would release me if I agreed to go straight back to London and never return to north Wales again. Dafydd told me that he knew where I was living in London and that he had rung Haringey Social Services to alert them to my presence in the area. This was not any sort of referral for ‘after-care’, it was a threat. I was then driven to a train station by two Angels and literally put on the next train to London, after being told to ‘shut your mouth about DA’ and never to return to north Wales again.

The Leader of Haringey Council at the time was Bernie Grant, who was subsequently elected as the MP for Tottenham in June 1987. Bernie Grant was born in British Guiana and in 1963 his parents took up the UK Government’s offer at the time to people from the crown colonies to settle in the UK. Grant attended Tottenham Technical College and went on to take a degree course in Mining Engineering at Heriot-Watt University. In the mid-1960s, Grant was for a period a member of the Socialist Labour League, led by Gerry Healy, who was notorious for his sexual aggression towards women. The Socialist Labour League later became known as the Workers Revolutionary Party. Grant quickly became a trade union official, moved into politics and became a Labour councillor in the Haringey in 1978.

When Thatch introduced ‘rate capping’, Grant led the fight against it in Haringey, which created division in the local constituency Labour Party and it was through this split that Grant became the Borough of Haringey leader in 1985.

So Bernie had his feet well under the table at Haringey by the time that Dafydd knew someone there well enough to give them a ring without my knowledge or consent and alert them to my presence in the Borough. When I was living in Haringey, I witnessed at first hand the neglect and abuse of vulnerable people who were the responsibility of Haringey Social Services. Haringey Social Services have now been condemned repeatedly in a whole series of deaths of vulnerable children. In every case, Haringey Social Services and Council have been revealed to have been in chaos.

Tony Smythe – who was a self-styled anarchist involved with MIND when Dafydd was a leading light in MIND, as well as being involved with the NCCL when that organisation campaigned for paedophiles’ rights and the Campaign for Homosexual Equality when some branches of CHE (including Chester) were alleged to be a front for paedophile activity – in later life was a leading light in Haringey MIND. Smythe and his wife Jean were involved in a number of other community charities, including some in Haringey. See previous posts.

Bernie Grant was associated with the Socialist Campaign Group and spoke out against police racism. He didn’t speak out against the appalling social services, or indeed the truly dreadful local GPs, two of whom I encountered in Harringay myself. One Top Doc, a Dr Lippitch or it may have been Liptrott, listened to my concerns regarding what had happened to me at the hands of Dafydd et al, asked me what I did for a living and when I told him that I was doing a Masters in Experimental Pathology at Hammersmith Hospital he told me that he would be contacting Dafydd immediately. I walked out of the surgery and registered with another Harringay GP under a false name because I could see that the cosy relationship between Dafydd et al in north Wales and folk in the Haringey area was going to be difficult. Fortunately for me, the next GP was so negligent that he barely noticed my presence and never noticed that he was unable to trace the records of his newly-registered patient, if indeed he ever tried. He’d have had a shock if he had, because when decades later my lawyer finally obtained my medical records, I discovered that records relating to me at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh had been forged. There was no record of me being discharged on the day that I was put on that train to London let alone Dafydd’s phone call to Haringey Social Services, but there was a discharge note signed by a Top Doc of whom I’d never heard stating that I had been discharged some weeks later and was suffering from paranoid schizophrenia no less. At the time that Top Doc was discharging me from Denbigh and discovering that I had paranoid schizophrenia, I was sitting in a lecture theatre at the Royal Postgraduate Medical School.

Bernie Grant died from a heart attack at the Middlesex Hospital – Gwynne the lobotomist’s alma mater, who’s network protected Gwynne for the rest of his career –  on 8 April 2000, aged 56. Grant was a diabetic and needed to maintain a good relationship with the Top Doctors, because it is quite easy to cause a diabetic to peg out. I note that Bernie died two months after the Waterhouse Report was published, among the many angry shouts of ‘massive cover-up’.

According to The Guardian′s report, after Bernie died ‘An estimated 3,000 people… turned out to salute the black radical. There were dancers and singers, a Highland piper and African drums. Also present were Home Secretary, Jack Straw, Chris Smith, Culture Secretary, Clare Short, Minister for International Development, and Paul Boateng and Keith Vaz, Britain’s most senior Black ministers’.

 

Jack Straw knows much about the crimes discussed on this blog, he has been actively involved in concealing them for decades, since his early years in political life. Jack got off to a flying start, both in terms of being a leading light in Islington Council, which at the time was hosting a paedophile ring in its children’s homes and of course as Barbara Castle’s adviser at the DHSS, when Castle was refusing to investigate the deaths of scores of disabled children in the care of Hackney Council.

Chris Smith, now Lord Smith, was the Labour MP for Islington South and Finsbury. Chris Smith made history for being the first MP to admit that he was HIV positive. As an older man, Smith has been in a long term relationship. He has never made it public whether he was ever a partner of many of the young men involved with sex work who were HIV positive.

Clare Short knew much about Dafydd and related gangs from her time as a civil servant in the Home Office, as a West Midlands MP whose constituency included Aston University when the VC was Thatcher’s corrupt mate Sir Freddie Crawford and from her many years in the Labour Party working with colleagues who were concealing Dafydd et al (see post ‘Remember Girls – Never Get Into A Car With A Stranger!’).

Paul Boateng knew all about Dafydd, because Boateng was working as a solicitor for Birnberg & Co when Mary Wynch sued Dafydd and the paedophiles in the 1980s – Mary was represented by Birnberg & Co (see post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’). Boateng’s wife Janet was a social worker who was Chair of Lambeth’s Social Services Committee when Tyra Henry died in the care of Lambeth Social Services in 1987 (see post ‘A Few More Who Might Be Able To Answer Questions’). There was a big paedophile ring operating within Lambeth Social Services with links to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. For more information about Paul Boateng, see post ‘Tower Hamlets, Paul Boateng and Tessa Jowell’.

Bernie’s widow, Sharon Grant, was on the shortlist to succeed him as the official Labour candidate for Tottenham, but was beaten by David Lammy, who won the by-election in June 2000.

On 5 December 2017, a portrait of Bernie Grant was unveiled in Parliament.

In 1987, Bernie Grant was one of the first UK Black British MPs to be elected. The others were Paul Boateng and Diane Abbott. Before she became an MP Diane Abbott was the PR/press officer for Lambeth Borough Council.

When I was living in Harringay, Jeremy Corbyn was the MP for nearby Islington North. Jeremy also sat on a Health Authority which covered the Haringey area.

 

The MP who preceded Bernie Grant was the Labour member Norman Atkinson, who was elected for Tottenham in 1964. Atkinson was born in Manchester, educated at technical school and became a design engineer at Manchester University. Atkinson was a councillor on Manchester City Council, 1945-49. A member of Labour’s NEC for five years, Atkinson also served as the Party’s national treasurer, 1976-81. As treasurer, he clashed with Chancellor Denis Healey at the 1976 Labour Party Conference. Healey was yet another person who concealed the crimes of Dafydd et al, but then so did everyone on the Labour Party’s NEC. Atkinson was a Marxist on the left of the Party, a founding member of the Socialist Campaign Group and at one point he Chaired the Tribune Group.  In 1981 Atkinson backed Tony Benn’s campaign for the Deputy Leadership. Tony Benn was someone who actively looked in the opposite direction when I drew his attention to the abuse of psychiatric patients in north Wales (see post ‘No Cuts’).

In 1983 boundary changes enlarged the Tottenham constituency and before the 1983 General Election, Atkinson won the nomination for the constituency over a rival, another left winger, Reg Race. Atkinson was comfortably elected, yet in 1985 Atkinson was deselected by the constituency party in favour of Bernie Grant. In 1987 the Windbag was Leader of the Labour Party and Mandy was pushing the boat out in a desperate attempt to make him electable (see post ‘I Warn You…’). Atkinson, Grant, the Windbag and Mandy all knew about Dafydd and the gang, so presumably Atkinson was deselected for reasons unrelated to a pan-European paedophile ring who were murdering witnesses.

 

To return to John McDonnell’s memories of the Federation of Conservative Students and their desire to Hang Nelson Mandela; the FCS did of course become so excruciatingly embarrassing that Tebbs disbanded the organisation after they went on the rampage in a sea side resort where a conference was being held and indulged in extensive vandalism. There was someone in Bethnal Green who was keen on the notion of hanging Mandela the year that Dafydd was unleashing the hounds of Haringey in my direction. I described in my post ‘The Turn Of The Screw’ how my best friend from school and her husband who both knew what happened to me at the hands of Dafydd et al were sacked from their jobs and found gangsters after them at the same time that Brown and I did. When I first went to London in the autumn of 1986, I stayed with them in their flat in Bethnal Green, which they shared with a group of people with whom they had been at Stirling University. Within months, virtually all their friends at Stirling became very cool towards them and two of those ‘friends’ caused havoc in their lives. One of the people who had been in their circle at Stirling was Jack McConnell, who later became Scotland’s FM, the year after the Waterhouse Report was published. Jack had only been an MSP for two years when he became FM! See previous posts and comments for accounts of Jack’s staggering rise to the top of Scottish Labour politics.

Parts of Bethnal Green had begun to become gentrified at the time – an expensive shoe shop had just opened and Bob Geldof came to look around a posh apartment block which had been recently developed – but most of it was still quite rough. When we used to go to Brick Lane market, there’d be a line of skinheads flogging NF/fascist mags there. One night my friends went out and painted ‘Free Nelson Mandela’ on a wall opposite their flat. Within a week, the slogan had been re-graffitied to read ‘Hang Nelson Mandela’.

My mates had been grumbling about all the fascists that were in Bethnal Green, so when we started getting hassled we just thought that it was because we were lefties. My friend’s husband was followed home from the tube station every night by skinheads who threatened him with serious damage and he thought that it was because he wasn’t macho and they’d mistaken him as being gay. Then a bunch of skinheads tried to gatecrash one of my friends’ parties and it got very nasty. The worst happened after I had escaped from Dafydd’s clutches in early 1987. I wasn’t living at the flat in Bethnal Green by then, but I used to go over to visit my friends from my place in Harringay. Every time I that got off the tube a seriously unpleasant man who would be waiting outside as I arrived followed me to my mates’ place threatening sexual violence. Brown later found out that this man was a serial rapist who had recently been released. Since I began writing this blog I have been told that at least some of these scumbags were presents from Dafydd and the gang who had been clocking my whereabouts and the whereabouts of my friends.

Dafydd and the gang were running a trade in kids/underaged sex workers between north Wales and the east end at the time. The local MPs were Ian Mikardo (see previous posts) and Peter Shore, who both knew what was going on. When the sexually exploited kids in care began dying from HIV/AIDS, Shore helped conceal the scandal all over again (see post ‘Apocalypse Now’).

 

On 18 Nov 1987 a fireball ripped through King’s Cross Station, killing 31 people. I was due to pass through the station at the time of the fire but my plans had been disrupted so I missed it. Since I began this blog I have been told that the fire was an attempt to kill me. The cause of the King’s Cross fire was never positively identified.

 
A police car, three fire engines and an ambulance outside King's Cross

 

 

The ‘Morning Star’ also reported that UCU members in England are going to be balloted over strike action. Sally Hunt, the General Secretary of UCU, has been spouting off about the wages of staff in universities being ‘held down’ and ‘fat cat’ VCs raking it in. It is true that some universities are now paying their VCs enormous salaries, but Sally Hunt has been using this discourse for a very long time, before the recent trend for astronomical VCs salaries. Back in 2006 when I was working at Bangor University, I and other post-docs and PhD students were doing the work of a contingent of senior lecturers who did not show their faces in the Dept for weeks on end. None of us had permanent jobs or even full time salaries and the PhD students weren’t being paid at all. Sally Hunt paid a visit to Bangor University at that time and amazingly enough I found her sitting behind me in a coffee lounge. Had Sally come to help the oppressed ie. the post docs and PhD students? No. Sally Hunt was holding court with those we know and love, who were pulling in £45k pa or sometimes considerably more, for not coming into the University for more than one day per week – if that – and  giving their teaching and marking to the rest of us to do.

Sally Hunt had rocked up at the invitation of the Bangor University UCU rep, Eileen Tilley. Tilley was a laugh a minute, not least because she was colluding with the corrupt Director of Human Resources, Lyn Meadows, who is now a member of the Betsi Board. Meadows was a frightful bully, breached confidence after accessing confidential details about staff and offered jobs to people who, when they arrived to take up their post, would find that their contract stated that they would be paid £2000 pa less than had been agreed when they accepted the post. See previous posts for details of Meadows’ wrongdoing. Meadows had previously worked for the Welsh Ambulance Trust and was a big mate of the paedophiles’ friends who were constantly harassing and threatening me. I was told that Tilley was systematically ingratiating herself to my friends in order to gain information as to whether I was going to sue the NHS. Tilley reached a peak when she saw a witness to the threats that I was receiving from NHS staff reading through his witness statement in the library. Tilley walked up behind him, stopped, looked over his shoulder and very obviously read his witness statement.

I was told that Tilley’s ambition was to become a rep on the UCU national executive and that she had thrashed out a deal with Lyn Meadows in order to achieve this, which involved Tilley failing to support anyone who had been on the receiving end of Meadows’s bullying and unlawful practices.

At one point Tilley appeared in the press grumbling about the salary of the VC of Bangor University. The VC had made no secret of his salary and he had not been involved in any of the negotiations regarding his remuneration. Furthermore his salary was nowhere near the top of the scale in terms of VCs salaries, he actually earned less than the VC of the chaotic mess that was Glyndwr University. Unfortunately for the VC of Bangor University, he had challenged the paedophile gang, as had one of his close friends and therefore He Had To Pay. When his wife developed a serious illness, they found that there was nothing that the Top Docs could do. She died. Interestingly enough, she had a virtually identical condition to one of the social workers who had facilitated Dafydd’s gang, who made a complete recovery at the hands of the very same Top Docs. It might have been a coincidence, but what was not a coincidence was the plan on the part of some members of staff to wait until the VC’s wife had died and then ‘blacken his name’ and frame him for a criminal offence. I gained the impression that Tilley knew all about those plans.

 

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Fancy popping up to Bangor to have a word with them all then Ms Hunt? How about a march through Gwynedd, where the average income is I think still less than £18k pa, to plead the case of the paedophiles’ friends who have to scrape by on £45 k pa?

Before working as the HR Director at Bangor University, Lyn Meadows was a non-executive Director of an NHS Trust on Merseyside. Meadows was named in Hansard and on Frank Field’s blog as having colluded with a group of Top Doctors on Merseyside who committed a fraud from which they all benefited financially. There were rumours circulating around Bangor University that Meadows had made a packet from her dodgy deals and she was also boasting to her mates in the NHS regarding the scams that she was working at Bangor University.

So why did the VC of Bangor University appoint a poisonous corrupt cow like Lyn Meadows as HR Director? As far as I could work out he didn’t. Because his wife was ill and had been told by the Top Doctors that there was nothing that they could do, he had taken some months off work for the purpose of compassionate leave. When he was absent, the decision to employ Lyn Meadows was made by Professor Fergus Lowe, who had built his entire empire on his knowledge of Dafydd’s crimes and who in high places had colluded with Dafydd (see post ‘Feet In Chains’). Fungus was ably assisted by Elfed Roberts, a member of the Council of Bangor University. Elfed was formerly acting Assistant Chief Constable of the North Wales Police who had left the force amid allegations of corruption.

The Welsh Gov’t – when Rhodri was FM – appointed Elfed as Chair of the North West Wales NHS Trust, which automatically gave Elfed a seat on Bangor University Council. When Chair of the Trust, Elfed had me unlawfully arrested on a number of occasions, once because I had pink hair and called his car a penismobile (see previous posts). None of my complaints about Elfed’s abuse of his position were ever investigated. On one occasion a PhD student- who had witnessed the harassment of and threats made towards me by NHS staff – and I were followed around the University by an unidentified man who did his best to intimidate us. I knew who he was – he was a bent copper who many years ago had been stationed at Bangor. I recognised him from the Good Old Days when people were trying to set fire to my house and I and others were threatened with arrest ourselves when we went to the police to report offences against us.

Many moons ago, Elfed had been the Sergeant at Llangefni Police Station, where, I was told, he was known to be corrupt. Dafydd lives about three miles away from Llangefni and always had a very cosy relationship with the police there.

When Elfed was obliged to leave the North Wales Police, he led a campaign against the Chief Constable who had kicked him out, Richard Brunstrom, who was desperate to clean up a rotten force. The ‘Daily Mail’ was happy to publish stories about the sins of Mr Brunstrom that Elfed had given them. The ‘Daily Mail’ reported that Richard Brunstrom was known in north Wales as the ‘Mad Mullah of the Traffic Taliban’. The only person who called Mr Brunstrom that was Elfed.

When the NW Wales NHS Trust was abolished because even the Welsh Gov’t could no longer stomach the stream of deaths and scandal, Elfed declared war on the CEO and Chairman of the new Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board which replaced the NW Wales NHS Trust. The Chairman of the new Heath Board was the VC of Bangor University – who’s wife by then had died after the loving neglect dispensed by the Top Docs of the Walton Centre on Merseyside. After the VC’s wife died, Edwina Hart, the Health Minister, proposed that elective neurology patients should no longer be treated at the Walton Centre. A campaign was launched immediately, both to get rid of Edwina and to ensure that all neurology patients from north Wales should continue to risk their lives at the Walton Centre. The leader of the campaign was Professor Robert Owen, Dafydd’s mate from Liverpool University who concealed the crimes of Dafydd and the gang in 1989 after I complained about them (see post ‘In Memoriam – Professor Robert Owen’). In support of Professor Owen’s attempts to ensure that Dafydd’s mates at the Walton Centre should be allowed to kill off grasses, a ‘memorandum’ was submitted to Parliament’s Welsh Affairs Committee. The ‘memorandum’ was submitted by a ‘group of retired professional people from north Wales’. Every one of the names on the memorandum was that of an associate of Dafydd and the gang (see post ‘A Vampire At Glyndwr University!’).

Oh, I need to mention a small matter re the unfortunate death of the VC’s wife at the hands of the Top Docs. Not only had her husband and her husband’s friend dared take on the paedophile gang, but many years ago, she did as well. So they fucking killed her.

Get it straight Top Docs – someone should have dropped a bomb on you lot a very, very long time ago. 10,000 documents. I haven’t mentioned half of the contents of them so far on this blog you worthless toe rags. Now piss off, sod off, bugger off.

The icing on the cake re Elfed Roberts was that although he wasn’t recycled into the new Health Board, Edwina Hart appointed him to the Board of the Welsh Ambulance Trust – Lyn Meadows’ former employers. Just look at what is happening at the Welsh Ambulance Trust… But Edwina had to give the old bastard another job. Not only because Edwina and Elfed had mountains of dirt on each other, but Edwina doesn’t want to die slowly and painfully should she become ill…

Dim problem Top Docs, you refused me all treatment years ago and then people armed with guns began pursuing me! There’s not much more that you can do to me is there. So you’ve got this blog….

 

 

The ‘Morning Star’ also told us that Theresa is visiting Nigeria to tackle human trafficking and slavery. That’s the Theresa who was a Councillor for Merton, an area served by St George’s Hospital Medical School when that institution was facilitating a pan-European trafficking ring (see post ‘Comedies Of Menace’), the Theresa who as Home Secretary organised a review of the Waterhouse Inquiry by Lady Justice Macur which was yet another cover-up and the Theresa who organised the IICSA and so far has appointed a series of Chairs who have all been associates of paedophile rings, except for Dame Lowell Goddard, who returned to New Zealand in despair because the Home Office wouldn’t let her do the job properly.

Diane Abbott said that Theresa’s ‘warm words’ ‘rang hollow’ considering that it was her hostile policies as Home Secretary that ‘worsened the plight of victims of slavery and trafficking in Britain’. I’m not sure that Diane helped such people very much when she worked as the PR/Press Officer for Lambeth when kids in care in that Borough were being abused and trafficked. Diane is the former partner of Jeremy Corbyn, who ignored warnings that a paedophile gang was operating in his Islington constituency and who’s election agent was the business partner of a man who was jailed for a series of sex offences against school boys, as detailed in previous posts…

Diane stated that border guards and police officers ‘are the front line in the fight against modern slavery’ and that the Labour Party will employ hundreds more border guards and 10,000 new police officers. Diane, if the border guards and police officers themselves are corrupt and colluding with the trafficking gangs – and believe me, they are – your additional officers are only going to add to the problem.

 

Today’s ‘feature’ in the ‘Morning Star’ concerned ‘clergy’s sex abuse cover-ups’. The ‘Morning Star’ reminded us that there have now been numerous sex abuse scandals within organised religion, including at Ampleforth, Downside, Buckfast Abbey and of course that of former Archbiship of Canterbury George Carey covering up the offences of Bishop Peter Ball. The ‘Morning Star’ failed to mention that colluding Top Docs played a major role in concealing all these matters. The ‘Morning Star’ reported that the IICSA has found that the 2000-01 Review on Child Protection in the Catholic Church in England and Wales which Lord Nolan Chaired was a ‘whitewash’. Nolan carried out that Review in the immediate aftermath of the publication of the Waterhouse Report.

When Lord Michael Nolan was growing up, his family home was at Bexhill-on-Sea in East Sussex, a centre of paedophile activity where many of those who later concealed the crimes of Dafydd and the gang were based. (Sally Hunt lives in the area.) Michael Nolan went to Ampleforth, then did his national service in the Royal Artillery, 1947-49. Following that, Nolan read law at Wadham and Gomorrah when the debauched Maurice Bowra was Warden of that College (see post ‘Comedies of Menace’). At Oxford, Nolan became close friends with Sir Patrick Mayhew and Stephen Tumim. Patrick Mayhew became a barrister, worked for the MDU and was responsible for ensuring that the child psychiatrist Dr Morris Fraser continued to work as a psychiatrist after he committed sex offences against children. Mayhew became a Tory MP, then Attorney General and in that capacity he authorised three prosecutions of me for contempt of court, although he knew that the paedophile gang had perjured themselves on each occasion (see previous posts). Mayhew wound up as Secretary of State for N Ireland, where he concealed the ‘VIP’ abuse ring at Kincora Boys’ Home in Belfast, an institution with which Dr Morris Fraser had been involved. Judge Stephen Tumim never tried to imprison me like Mayhew did, but Tumim knew that many of those in prison were victims of organised abuse/trafficking gangs and had been fitted up and was a friend and associate of many of the people involved with this (see post ‘Conference At Cold Comfort Farm’).

Michael Nolan was called to the Bar at Middle Temple in 1953. Sir Ronnie Waterhouse was of a similar vintage to Nolan and was also a member of Middle Temple, then a Bencher and served as Treasurer to Middle Temple. Nolan became a Bencher at Middle Temple in 1975. Nolan became a QC in 1968, was called to the Bar in N Ireland in 1974 and became a QC in N Ireland at the same time. Nolan was a member of the Bar Council, 1973-74 and a member of the Senate at the Inns of Court, 1974-80.

Nolan was a recorder in the Crown Court in Kent, 1975-82 and then in 1982 was appointed a High Court judge. It was Michael Nolan who in 1984 granted injunctions to the NCB to stop the NUM using flying pickets. In 1985 Nolan granted an injunction to Westminster Council stopping the GLC from pursuing a poster campaign against its own abolition. The Tory Westminster Council was led by the Tesco heiress Shirley Porter who famously flogged off three cemeteries for literally a few pence to developers and also orchestrated gerrymandering on a huge scale, cleansing the area run by Westminster Council of poor people who were in danger of voting Labour. When Porter was finally held to account for her illegal practices and fined a great deal of money, she buggered off to live in Israel, although she later returned to the UK when the coast was clear.

Nolan was Presiding Judge of the Western Circuit, 1985-88. He was promoted to the Court of Appeal in 1991. Nolan heard appeals in many high-profile cases. In 1991 Nolan was a member of the Court of Appeal which rejected claims for compensation for psychological damage brought by relatives of those who died in the 1989 Hillsborough football stadium tragedy. Nolan reviewed the decision not to bring prosecutions after the Marchioness Disaster in 1989. Nolan quashed the conviction of Judith Ward for involvement in the bombing of a coach on the M62 in 1974. Judith Ward was a vulnerable young woman who was known for confessing to crimes which she had very obviously not committed. Reviewing that case in 1992 will have left Nolan in no doubt as to the level of corruption prevailing within the criminal justice and legal/judicial system and he described the conviction of Judith Ward as ‘a grave miscarriage of justice’. Judith Ward was convicted at a time when, in a number of cases, the prosecution did not disclose to the defence material which might have been helpful to them and the jury. In 1992 the North Wales Police were investigating the possibility of a VIP paedophile ring operating in north Wales and Cheshire, a possibility which they dismissed in 1993. In the case of the north Wales/Cheshire gang, a running theme has been the non-disclosure of evidence, including the non-disclosure of evidence which would have helped those who were fitted up by the gang. Such as the existence of the scores of documents in my own case which demonstrated perjury, conspiracy and attempts to pervert the course of justice.

After just over two years in the Court of Appeal, in 1994 Nolan became a Law Lord, retiring from this position in 1998.

Nolan chaired the Committee on Standards in Public Life, 1994-98. John Major’s Gov’t set up the Committee in late 1994 after the cash-for-questions scandal, which involved Sir Peter Morrison as well as others. No-one mentioned that Morrison was molesting kids in care in north Wales as well as in other locations when he was named in the lobbying scandal. Morrison was found safely dead in July 1995, so that was one less thing for Nolan to worry about.

The Nolan Committee produced its first report in 1995 and ‘created waves’ by recommending full disclosure of MPs’ outside interests. Nolan also produced a report regarding standards of conduct in local government in July 1997. The principles embodied and articulated in the first report have since become embedded in public life in Britain and are often referred to as the Nolan Principles.

It was in 2000, at the request of the Archbishop of Westminster Cardinal Cormac Murphy-O’Connor who was a big admirer of Lord Longford who – along with his extended family – spent his entire life keeping quiet about the abuse of vulnerable people in ‘care’ settings which he found out about in detail through his penal reforming and charitable activities (see post ‘Comedies Of Menace’), that Nolan investigated the issue of paedophile priests in the Nolan Report.

Nolan was Chancellor of the University of Essex, 1997-2002 and was described as ‘hands-on’. When Nolan was Chancellor of Essex University, that institution was housing Professor Andrew Radford, who in the 1980s had been Chair and Head of Linguistics at UCNW, where he caused great concern as a result of his Ugandan discussions with female undergrads and even greater concern when it was noticed that there was a high correlation between students who had entertained Radford and students who had been awarded Firsts. See post ‘Today We Have Naming Of Parts’.

Nolan also served as Deputy Lieutenant for Kent. He died in 2007.

In the words of his obituary in ‘The Guardian’ “Lord Nolan .. made a profound mark on national life by substantially cleansing the Augean stable of corrupt politics as founding chairman of the Committee on Standards in Public Life.”

So that’s why there was the Parliamentary expenses scandal in 2010 which resulted in one MP going to prison and the revelations that a great many more should have but their bacon was saved by a massive shifting of goalposts. Then there are all the recent revelations regarding the sexual misconduct of those in Parliament and no-one’s even got round to doing anything about those who colluded with far more serious organised abuse…

 

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While maxing out on Clergy Abuse, the ‘Morning Star’ feature reminded us that ‘fellow establishment stalwart Lady Butler Sloss’ – had to apologise for her inaccurate 2011 Report into the way that the Church of England handled allegations in a Sussex sex abuse case and that Butler-Sloss’s brother Sir Michael Havers limited the scope of the Inquiry into the Kincora Boys’ Home in the 1970s. This is all true – although Lady Butler-Sloss is actually Lord Justice Butler-Sloss because when she was appointed no woman had ever held the position of a Lord Justice of Appeal and no-one had the wit to call her ‘Lady’, so she was known as ‘Lord’. However, the sort of PR that Lord Butler-Sloss receives has certainly changed recently.

Butler-Sloss was appointed to Chair the Inquiry into the Cleveland Child Abuse Scandal, which reported in 1988. That scandal resulted entirely because of the insanity of those who had concealed the paedophile ring in the north of England and who had links to Dafydd et al (see post ‘Twas The Night Before Christmas And The Culprits Were Named…’). The Cleveland crisis, which was a consequence of Dafydd’s Friends In The North ‘discovering’ that huge numbers of children had been anally raped by their own parents which gave Dafydd’s colleagues an opportunity for repeatedly committing what in any other context would be considered sexual assaults on children, occurred most conveniently when Alison Taylor, Mary Wynch and I were making a lot of noise about Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. Furthermore a few innocent people from Cleveland who had dared complain about the Top Docs found themselves in prison, one of whom committed suicide in there.

At the time of the Cleveland Scandal, the right wing press frothed at the mouth regarding the excesses of pinko social workers and Guardian-reading paediatricians. However, the liberal/left press uncritically took the side of the Top Docs who were causing havoc in Cleveland. I knew by that time that no matter what happened to us in north Wales, the mainstream press just would not report it. All coverage was of ‘caring’ doctors and dangerous patients, there was no other angle. Furthermore, every time that the Guardian was obliged to report a disaster – such as a suicide – resulting from Cleveland, it would be routinely accompanied by an article explaining to Guardian readers that child sexual abuse was a huge unacknowledged problem. None of those articles mentioned that Top Docs and social workers were facilitating organised abuse, although journos were well aware of that.

When Butler-Sloss was drafted in to hold an Inquiry because Dafydd’s associates had brought the NHS in Cleveland to a standstill with their idiocy and the Cleveland police refused to work with them any longer, the many profile articles of Butler-Sloss were hagiographies. It was repeatedly stressed that she was a Woman, so was by her very nature caring, warm, child-centred, level-headed and honest. Furthermore she was a Woman who had Broken A Glass Ceiling and a Woman of Fine Legal Pedigree to boot, so she was uniquely genetically endowed to be a judge and being a Woman she’d be a better judge than all the rest of them. At no point did anyone mention that Butler Sloss’s brother Michael Havers, the Attorney General, was a corrupt Tory and had actively blocked the prosecution of a number of high profile paedophiles, including the diplomat Sir Peter Hayman, a senior officer in MI6. No-one mentioned that the entire Havers clan had reached their exalted positions in life by being born into well-connected privilege – the father of Butler-Sloss and Havers was Sir Cecil Havers, the High Court judge who presided over the trial of Ruth Ellis. Neither did anyone mention that Elizabeth Butler-Sloss had not made it to university and instead had worked as a secretary, only becoming a lawyer when she was older. Had Butler-Sloss fought with disadvantage, that would have been very admirable, but anyone familiar with her biography knows that this was a rather dim massively privileged woman who ended up as a Lord Justice Of Appeal because of who she was related to. Furthermore Elizabeth Butler-Sloss had tried to get elected as a Tory MP and was a leading light in the Church of England. ‘The Guardian’ and ‘New Statesman’ loved Butler-Sloss, because she was the best chance that their millions of readers who worked in the welfare services had of ensuring that the en masse trafficking of children in care which was happening at that time would be concealed in the face of the explosions in Cleveland and in north Wales.

Thirty years after Cleveland, with Peter Morrison, Cyril Smith, Greville Janner, Norman St John Stevas, George Thomas et al all safely dead, along with most of the judges who helped them and Dafydd and Lucille looking into their own graves, we can now be told the truth about Butler-Sloss and her nearest and dearest. What a pity that didn’t happen in 1988, when Dafydd’s gang were running dozens and dozens of children’s homes in north Wales containing hundreds of kids who were being beaten, raped and trafficked and who would find themselves in Risley Remand Centre, the dungeon in Denbigh or a secure hospital if they complained.

Peter Preston was the Editor of ‘The Guardian’ at the time. Preston knew about the organised abuse of vulnerable people in the welfare system, but welfare professionals were his bread and butter. Preston is now dead. The Mili Tants who wrote many a feminist column at the time reassuring us that the poor Top Docs and social workers of Cleveland had been hung out to dry for daring to tell the Truth have still not admitted that it is welfare professionals who are the key figures to the success of these trafficking gangs and instead now construct the problem as being one of male sexuality. I await their explanation for the many women who lied about me in Court in an attempt to see me in prison because I complained about those facilitating the trafficking ring of which they were part or indeed the comments of the feminist commentators regarding the many innocent boys/men whom were fitted up by Dafydd’s gang – often for sex offences – because they were witnesses who would not keep quiet.

Here’s a Caring Angel who knows a great deal about the trafficking ring in north Wales,  Grace Lewis-Parry, Board Secretary, Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board:

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.
When Grace was told directly of patients being threatened, unlawfully refused treatment or even assaulted, Grace would simply reply that she had been ‘appraised of the situation’ or berate the complainant for using ‘strong words’.
Here’s a few strong words for you Grace – ‘people trafficking callous lying bitch’.
Grace is a Roman Catholic and was torn between sending her children to a Welsh-medium school or a Catholic one. The Catholic education won the day.
I’m glad to say that facilitating a paedophile gang didn’t result in Grace losing her Wimmin’s Wisdom and Compassion. On one occasion Grace gave me a very hot cup of tea to drink and when I drank it, naturally I broke out into a minor sweat. Grace then asked me if I was menopausal because she had noticed that I was of a certain age. Actually Grace, I was not of a certain age, I was 52 and I was sweating because you’d given me a boiling hot drink. It’s called physiology and it would have happened if I had been 22, it was unrelated to the menopause. Furthermore I have never been traumatised by ‘hot flushes’, I found that taking off my cardigan and opening a window proved remarkably effective. Grace will have been on the HRT herself because she wouldn’t have been able to understand the results of the clinical trials which suggest that for most people, it isn’t a particularly good idea. In the light of what Grace’s colleagues did to me and others I wasn’t going to touch it with a barge pole.

 

The ‘Morning Star’ feature on Clergy Abuse reminded readers that in 2014, the Archbishop of York apologised for previous cover-ups of abuse by Robert Waddington, the former Dean of Manchester Cathedral, who was once in charge of church schools.

Robert Murray Waddington, (24 October 1927 – 15 March 2007) was the Dean of Manchester, 1984-93. He additionally served as Superior of the Oratory of the Good Shepherd (a dispersed community of Anglicans), 1987-90.

Dafydd’s old colleague and mate Dr Bob Hobson relocated to Manchester from the Maudsley in 1974. Hobson facilitated organised sexual abuse while he was at the Maudsley and he continued to do so when he moved to Manchester, where one of those who ‘trained’ with him was Tony Francis (see post ‘The Mentor’).

Robert Waddington was born in West Sussex and educated at Dulwich College, Selwyn College, Cambridge and Ely Theological College. Ordained in 1954, he began his career at St John’s, Bethnal Green. Afterwards he was Chaplain at Slade School in Warwick, Queensland. He returned to England in 1959 to join the Oratory of the Good Shepherd, an order of celibate priests. After 18 months, he returned to Australia to become Headmaster of St Barnabas School, Ravenshoe, where he remained nine years.

Returning to England in 1971 he was at Oxford University’s Department of Education before becoming a Canon Residentiary at Carlisle Cathedral and Bishop’s Adviser Adviser for Education, then General Secretary of the National Society until his appointment as Dean. In 2007, Waddington died in West Sussex.

Waddington was accused of abusing boys in Australia and Manchester, as far back as the 1960s. In April 2013, it was revealed by the press that as a result of allegations of child sexual abuse made against Waddington in 1999 and in 2003, his right to officiate at services was removed by the then Archbishop of York, Lord David Hope. However, Waddington was not reported to the police; Hope had cited his ‘[concern] about Waddington’s state of health’ as the reason for not doing so. It is likely that claim was backed up by a Top Doc’s opinion in order to tick the appropriate boxes.

One of Waddington’s reported victims told ‘The Times’ in May 2013 that the abuse by Waddington began when he was a choir boy at Manchester Cathedral in the 1980s when he was 13 and continued until he moved away to university. David Hope, among others, was censured for failing to act when complaints were made which put other children at risk. Bishop David Walker praised the Archbishop of York, John Sentamu for starting an enquiry. However, Sentamu has been accused of concealing other instances of abuse by clergy. Sentamu’s wife Margaret is a non-executive Director of the Leeds and York Partnership NHS Foundation Trust (see post ‘Apocalypse Now’). NHS professionals in Yorkshire concealed organised abuse, including that involving Jimmy Savile, for decades.

 

Bishop Walker praised the courage of those who spoke out about abuse and said:

Every time a survivor of abuse speaks out it makes it just a little easier for the next person to speak. Thank you for the courage you have found.

Bishop Walker might like to consider that in north Wales, many, many people complained about abuse. They were harassed, threatened, arrested, imprisoned, denounced as insane, incarcerated – often unlawfully – in secure mental hospitals, fired from jobs, subjected to vicious slander and libel, physically attacked and quite a few were found dead. They might well have been brave but I suspect that far from making it easier for the next person to speak out, they have acted as a highly effective deterrent. As one person screamed down the phone at me in terror after being on the receiving end of the Hergest Unit, ‘you complained and looked what happened to you’…

If Bishop Walker wants to drop me a line, he can e mail me or leave a comment on the blog. I can’t arrange to meet him because I’m in hiding and I don’t use phones with people whom I do not know because they can be used to trace me. Bishop Walker might be interested to know that a number of other people who were on the receiving end of Dafydd et al left the UK. Their attitude to Operation Pallial was ‘I’m buggered if I’m going to give evidence, everyone knew what was happening to us and they didn’t give a stuff’. A great many people knew what was happening to me as well. Those who did give a stuff and tried to help found themselves under attack, along with me.

 

The ‘Morning Star’ reported that in 2015 the Methodist Church apologised after an independent investigation unearthed nearly 2000 reports of sex abuse cases dating back to 1950. Two of those who helped me were active in the Methodist Church. They provided witness statements regarding the threats to which they had seen me subjected by NHS/social services ‘professionals’. They were hounded out of their jobs at Bangor University by Professor Fergus Lowe, with the assistance of Fungus’s mate Professor Lew Hardy; their letter to the Chairman of the NW Wales NHS Trust about an attempt to wrongfully arrest me for making ‘hoax calls’ when I dialled 999 in an emergency was ignored; and a Top Doc expert witness described them as ‘naive academics’ who had been ‘manipulated’ by me. One of them had a stroke and was told by his GP from Bethesda – a man who back in the 1990s was one of the Bethesda GPs who ignored the abuse of kids and psych patients – that he had an ear infection. He subsequently had another more serious stroke. He recovered well because he knows about strokes and knew what to do to give him the best chance of regaining speech and movement, but he has since found that for some reason, there are constant delays and missing test results within the Betsi Board regarding another health problem that he has had for about two years now.

I very much hope that my Methodist friends do not ever find themselves referred to the Walton Centre.

 

The ‘Morning Star’ feature on ‘Clergy Abuse’ mentions the multiple police investigations currently underway into historic allegations of child sexual abuse by church staff throughout Britain and N Ireland. The man who wrote the feature, Steven Walker, the ‘Unicef children’s champion’ and an expert on safeguarding, does not mention that virtually every Social Services Dept in the UK is now under police investigation for child abuse and trafficking.

No-one at all has mentioned the role that the Top Doctors are playing in all this.

‘Brain tumour love? Ooh, inoperable and incurable I’m afraid. We should know here at the Walton, we’re the best.’

‘Stroke? Don’t be daft, you’ve got an ear infection.’

‘Kidney stone when an in-patient at the Hergest Unit? Go and lie on your bed and stop making a fuss.’

‘Cluster headaches, one of the most serious forms of pain that you can experience which are also called suicide migraines because people used to kill themselves to get away from the pain? Oh you’ve got a borderline personality disorder. We’ll now section you and keep you in a locked ward for a year under constant bright lights while failing to provide any pain relief.’

‘In labour and the foetal heart monitor showed that the baby was in distress? We ignored it and the baby died. Legal action? Don’t even bother, the staff are all going to lie on oath, they’ve been briefed already.’

 

Let’s hear it for the Top Doctors, what would we do without them?

 

The day before yesterday ‘The Times’ ran a feature on Jan Morris, the travel writer. I used to live just a few fields across from Jan Morris’s house near Llanystumdwy. Jan’s son Twm Morys is well-known locally because of his gigs with his Welsh language folk/rock band. Twm is also a writer of serious Welsh verse and won the Chair at the National Eisteddfod some years ago. Since then Twm has been children’s laureate for Wales. Jan Morris herself jokes that when she dies – Jan is in her 90s now – the obituaries will make more of the ‘sex change’ that she underwent many years ago than they will of her writing. Jan used to be James and she underwent gender reassignment when it was very rare indeed and she was subjected to the most appalling hostility and abuse as a result. Jan went to I think Casablanca for surgery to avoid the excesses of the UK Top Docs who at that time treated people with gender dysphoria appallingly. I really admire Jan Morris for doing that at a time when it was damn near impossible to do such a thing without running a high risk of physical violence from the great British public.

There is however a mystery surrounding Jan. Jan – and her son Twm – must know about Dafydd and the paedophiles, not only because of the circles in which they have moved for decades now (see post ‘Heart Of Darkness’), but because of Jan’s early career. James Morris was a journo for ‘The Times’ and he was a member of the 1953 Everest expedition. Another member of the expedition was Sir Charles Evans, the neurosurgeon from Liverpool, who regular readers of this blog will know spent decades as the Principal of UCNW, throughout the years when Dafydd and the gang dominated the college and ran their trafficking ring from within. Sir Charles personally knew Gwynne the lobotomist and Dafydd, because of his Top Doctoring activities. Sir Charles was at the heart of the medical corruption on Merseyside, part of Dafydd’s empire and then ensured that the UCNW branch of the trafficking ring continued untouched. The leader of the 1953 Everest expedition was Lord John Hunt, an Army officer who worked for the security services. Charles Evans undoubtedly used his contacts in the security services to ensure that the trafficking ring was protected and to send troublesome people the way of Brown and I, as described in previous posts. I’m fairly sure that James Morris must have been working for the security services as well, it will have come with the territory of being a journo with ‘The Times’ in the early 1950s. Charles Evans was known to be a very difficult and unpopular man who when he was older fell out with his old Everest comrades so badly that he refused to go to the Everest team reunions. I knew someone who was close to Charles Evans who told me that even on his death-bed, Evans had ‘bitter words’ regarding his Everest colleagues. So Jan could well have been one of those whom fell out with Sir Charles in a big way.

However, whatever the state of Jan’s relationship with Sir Charles, she knew about the trafficking ring and what was happening to those of us who were targeted. Whatever Jan was doing in the security services and whatever sort of pioneer she has been for people with gender dysphoria, she was doing bugger all to save the lives of the people whom that gang were trying to kill and in some cases succeeded in killing.

 

The past activities of the security services were mentioned on Radio 4 this morning, in the programme ‘The Reunion’. The programme looked back on the murder of the Bulgarian dissident Georgi Markov, who famously died on 11 Sept 1978 after an unknown person in London stabbed him in the thigh with the tip of an umbrella on 7 Sept 1978 which had been loaded with a ricin pellet. Georgi’s assassin was never caught and this has always been blamed on the incompetence of Scotland Yard, which at the time was famously corrupt. The Commissioner of the Met when Markov was killed was Sir David McNee, who had only recently succeeded Sir Robert Mark who was notorious for having presided over a corrupt force. Mark served in Manchester and then in Newcastle, where there was corruption and organised abuse and then hit the jackpot as Chief Constable of Leicester, 1957-67. Mark served on the Mountbatten Inquiry into Prison Security, when his abilities were spotted by paedophiles’ friend Woy Jenkins who was at the time Chancellor of the Exchequer. In 1967 Mark was appointed Assistant Commissioner of the Met and eventually became Deputy Commissioner of the Met and then Commissioner in 1972.

The Met had recently been rocked by exposure of massive corruption in the CID and Mark set about attempting to reform it. He changed disciplinary procedures, returned many detectives to uniform, made a number of television appearances praising the uniformed branch following student unrest and protests against Vietnam and began to gather around him a group of loyal, ambitious uniformed officers. The uniformed branch began to gain precedence and CID was increasingly put under uniformed command. In 1971 Mark had formed A10, a special unit established to investigate corruption. Among those rooted out were Commander Kenneth Drury, Head of the Flying Squad and DCS Bill Moody, Head of the Obscene Publications Squad and ironically also of the Anti-Corruption Squad. Both were jailed, along with several other officers and nearly 500 more were dismissed or forced to resign. The rest of Dafydd’s mates remained in the there.

Robert Mark was responsible for the introduction of the SPG who enjoyed removing their identification and beating up black people. It was one of the SPG who killed Blair Peach, but as all his colleagues in the SPG kept schtum no-one ever discovered who inflicted the fatal blow. See previous posts. Mark resigned in 1977 when he fell out with Woy, who was by then Home Secretary.

‘The Reunion’ mentioned that it was presumed that Markov was killed by either the KGB or the Bulgarian secret services. The Bulgarian security services were keen to assist in the murder investigation and it was only after the event that people realised that the Bulgarian security services almost certainly offered to help in order to acquire information about the British security services and their techniques. So ‘The Reunion’ touched on the possibility that Markov’s killer got clean away because of collusion/fuckwittery on the part of the police and the security services.

As ever, the possible role of another group of people who regularly assisted with crime and flouted the law was ignored – the Top Doctors. The Top Doctor who treated Georgi appeared on ‘The Reunion’. He was Dr Bernard Riley, who at the time worked as a forensic pathologist at St James’s Hospital. Balham. St James’s merged with St George’s Hospital Medical School in 1980 and the St James’s building was closed in 1988 and the staff relocated to St George’s. The staff of St James’s were colluding with Dafydd and the paedophile gang and were operating as many scams as their neighbours down the road at St George’s were (see post ‘The Rakes’ Progress’).

Dr Riley freely admitted that when Markov turned up at St James’s explaining that he was concerned that he had been the victim of an assassination attempt by the Soviet or Bulgarian regimes, Riley thought that Markov was ‘a nutter’ or another ‘paranoid defector’. This is odd, because in 1978 everyone was acutely aware of the Cold War and tales of the horrible fates that tended to befall defectors. No intelligent person faced with a defector from the Soviet bloc would ever believe that they were a nutter or paranoid – it was well-known that defectors would be targets of assassins for the rest of their lives. Furthermore, after Markov defected he worked for the BBC World Service. He was an intelligent, multilingual man but had already been dismissed as a lunatic by one GP, which is why he turned up at St James’s.

It was mentioned on ‘The Reunion’ that after Markov died, samples of his tissue were sent to Porton Down – Bernard Riley had extracted a pellet from Markov’s muscle tissue after Markov died, but it was Porton Down who identified the ricin in the pellet. Porton Down is the Gov’t biological/chemical warfare research establishment and it had such a grim reputation that when I was working in biomedical research in the late 1980s, the salaries offered there were very high because no-one wanted to work at Porton Down. If you wanted the grimmest, nastiest, most unethical medical experiments, you bypassed the Institute of Psychiatry with its primates in cages being electrically shocked and decapitated and the Huntingdon Institute with its thousands of animals being subjected to pointless cruel toxicity tests and you went straight to Porton Down to sign the Official Secrets Act and pick up your big pay cheque.

 

Dr Bernard Riley’s colleagues at St James’s were concealing a pan-European peadophile and trafficking ring. They’d be well capable of not saving the life of Georgi Markov for any number of reasons.

At the time of Markov’s murder, Jim Callaghan was the PM and Dr Death was the Foreign Secretary. Why are we not surprised that the assassination of a Bulgarian dissident in broad daylight on Waterloo Bridge was never satisfactorily resolved, even though the victim went to two different Top Doctors and clearly explained that he believed that he had been poisoned by either the KGB or the Bulgarian security services?

 

Dr Bernard Riley is now a Top Doctor at Nottingham, a city which has featured previously on this blog with regard to misconduct and research fraud among the Top Docs there (see post ‘Oh Lordy, It’s CR UK!’).

In 2015 ‘The Liverpool Echo’ reported on three deaths of patients at the Walton Centre who had been given far too much anaesthetic, resulting in their deaths. One of the second opinions used in one of the cases was Dr Bernard Riley, who testified that the patient had been given far too much of the drug concerned. There was a police investigation but no member of staff at the Walton Centre was disciplined or prosecuted.

 

The success story that is the Top Doctors continues, with all national newspapers reporting medical breakthroughs and miracle cures at a very impressive rate. The Top Docs are finding cures for previously serious or  incurable conditions at such a pace that there is not the scope to cover them on this blog. It is clear that these stories are actually either accounts of very much more modest research programmes which have been written by journos who do not understand the research, or PR pieces prepared by the researchers who are being dishonest about the miracles which they claim to have witnessed but who are putting in for a follow-up grant so they need to report major advances. Some of the ‘discoveries’ were discovered years ago and have either been discredited or have become part of accepted knowledge so it is a mystery as to why they are being rehashed at the moment as ‘major new breakthroughs’.

These numerous medical miracles are taking place against a more sober background of serious healthcare failure in the UK. The Torygraph today reports on the scandal at the St George’s Hospital Medical School’s heart unit which is the centre of allegations that patients have died as a result of ‘a feud between surgeons’ – 15 patients have died over five years. The Westminster coroner has been asked to re-open inquests on the dead patients.

There’s more trouble at t’mill at the Shrewsbury and Telford Hospitals Trust. The 2017 inquiry into seven deaths at their maternity unit is now to be widened. Independent consultant Donna Ockenden has now been appointed to review further maternal deaths and the cases under review now number 23. The Trust are currently denying that there have been 60 maternal deaths. Should anything really terrible be happening at the Trust, Donna can be relied upon not to admit it. Donna Ockenden was commissioned as the ‘independent’ consultant to review events regarding the Tawel Fan Scandal by the Betsi Board, after undercover filming by a whistleblowing nurse revealed elderly mentally ill naked patients crawling around on floors covered with urine and faeces while Angels swore at them. One patient had an untreated broken arm. See post ‘The Tawel Fan Scandal’. The police investigated but no charges were brought. The Angel who blew the whistle was sacked and struck off and has received death threats. The staff filmed abusing the patients told the ‘Daily Post’ that they had done nothing wrong and that the scandal was the fault of ‘trouble making relatives’. The staff were transferred to work on another ward, where months later some of them were caught abusing patients again. No staff have yet been sacked or struck off, except of course for the whistleblower. The staff refused to co-operate with an investigation into the abuse.

When Donna Ockenden was commissioned to investigate Tawl Fan, she made public that she wanted to hear from anyone who had experience of the mental health services in north Wales. I contacted her and she invited me to meet her and a surgeon who was assisting her with the investigation to discuss my experiences with the mental health services. Donna also asked me to send her any evidence that I had. I sent Donna evidence of patient abuse, assault, perjury, threats to patients, a flat refusal by the NHS to investigate serious complaints and the destruction of evidence by Martin Jones, the former CEO of the NW Wales NHS Trust. Donna explained to me that Martin was helping her investigate the Tawel Fan Scandal. She then e mailed me cancelling our meeting and I heard no more from her. Neither did another patient who also sent Donna documentary evidence as damning as that from my own case. A few weeks ago Donna appeared in the media explaining that she had investigated Tawel Fan and had told the Betsi Board that things had to change and that they did not have a functioning mental health service. Donna then went away and has not returned. The relatives of the Tawel Fan patients told the media that they felt ‘let down’ by Donna (see post ‘Conference At Cold Comfort Farm’). I am now in hiding. Martin Jones has now been appointed as the Chief Investigator for the Wales NHS.

The Shrewsbury and Telford NHS Trust has absolutely nothing to worry about now that Donna is on the job, no matter how many patients they have killed.

 

Here’s another Top Doctor who knew about the trafficking ring in north Wales who probably thinks that he’s gone under the radar – Dr Evans. I can’t remember Dr Evans’s first name, but he was another of the GPs who arrived to do a few shifts at the Student Health Centre in 1984-85, when Dr D.G.E. Wood was facilitating the trafficking ring. Dr Evans was based at Bodnant Surgery…

RAUS, RAUS, I’ll be naming more of you soon…

 

An Expression Of Their Faith

One of the first Top Doc disasters that I became particularly aware of occurred in 1978, when I was a teenager interested in microbiology. There was much news coverage of a technician who worked at Birmingham University who had contracted smallpox. Days later it was reported that the Professor in charge of the lab had killed himself and from then on the story became of world-wide interest, particularly when shortly after the Professor’s death, the technician died as well. Panic gripped Birmingham because no-one seemed to know how the technician had caught smallpox…

A few days ago BBC Online had a little feature on the ‘last death in the world from smallpox’ and sure enough, it was the case that I remembered from my teenage years. I’ve done a bit of digging and guess what, the smallpox outbreak in Birmingham in 1978 involved such wrongdoing that even by the standards of Top Doctors it was truly awe-inspiring.

 

Smallpox is an infectious disease unique to humans which killed and was feared for centuries. It is caused by either of two virus variants, Variola major and Variola minor. The risk of death following contracting the disease was about 30%, with higher rates among babies. The last naturally occurring infection was of Variola minor in Somalia in 1977 and the World Health Organisation certified the global eradication of smallpox in 1980.

This is what smallpox does to you:

 

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Smallpox is so deadly that many took the view that if it could be eradicated from the globe completely and all traces of the virus eliminated, that would be a very good thing. There was an opposing body of opinion which maintained that no matter how deadly smallpox was, it would be worthwhile keeping sample of the virus under controlled conditions for the purposes of research.

The unfortunate employee of Birmingham University who died from smallpox in 1978 was a medical photographer called Janet Parker. Not only did Janet die as a result of the most appalling practices on the part of some Top Doctors, but the Top Doctors concerned were global authorities on smallpox. No-one was ever held to account regarding Janet’s death and a cover-up of which the Top Doctors could be proud placed a veil over the gory details regarding what actually happened which led to Janet’s death. A number of the Top Doctors responsible for Janet’s death died with their reputations as giants of science intact, although of course one involved did feel so bad about what happened that he killed himself. At least that is the official line, but as is often the case when a Top Doc is found dead as a result of a scandal, there are elements in the story which don’t quite add up.

Janet’s death led to a Gov’t inquiry and ‘triggered radical changes in how dangerous pathogens were studied in the UK’. The Inquiry was led by Professor R.A. Shooter, who found that while Janet was working at Birmingham Medical School, she was accidentally exposed to a strain of smallpox virus that had been grown in a research laboratory on the floor below her workplace and that the virus had most likely spread from that laboratory through ducting. Shooter’s conclusion on how the virus had spread was challenged in Court when Birmingham University was unsuccessfully prosecuted by the HSE for breach of Health and Safety legislation. Shooter’s name and reputation are not remembered with anything like the reverence of the names and reputations of those whose serious mismanagement and cavalier attitudes led to Janet’s death and could have resulted in a smallpox outbreak in Birmingham. Reginald Shooter however was a far more eminent medical microbiologist than those whose wrongdoing he investigated or those who opposed his evidence in court.

As they used to say on ‘Blue Peter’, John Nettleton tells the story.

 

Janet was married to Joseph Parker, a Post Office engineer and they lived in Kings Norton, Birmingham. After several years as a police photographer Janet joined Birmingham Medical School, where she was employed as a medical photographer in the Anatomy Department. Janet often worked in a darkroom above a laboratory where research on smallpox viruses was being conducted.

 At the time of Janet’s death, a laboratory at Birmingham Medical School was conducting research on variants of smallpox virus known as ‘whitepox viruses’, which were considered to be a threat to the success of the WHO’s (World Health Organisation’s) smallpox eradication programme.

On 11 August 1978, Janet, who ‘had been vaccinated against smallpox’, fell ill; she had a headache and pains in her muscles. She developed spots that were thought to be a benign rash. On 20 August at 3 pm, she was admitted to East Birmingham (now Heartlands) Hospital and a clinical diagnosis of Variola major, the most serious type of smallpox, was made by consultant Professor Alasdair Geddes. By this time the rash had spread and covered all of Janet’s body, including the palms of her hands and soles of her feet and it was confluent on her face. At 10 pm she was on her way to Catherine-de-Barnes Isolation Hospital near Solihull. By 11 pm all Janet’s close contacts, including her parents, were placed in quarantine. Her parents were later also transferred to Catherine-de-Barnes. The next day, poxvirus infection was confirmed by Professor Henry Bedson, then Head of the smallpox laboratory at the Medical School, by electron microscopy of vesicle fluid, which Geddes had sampled from Parker’s rash. (Samples of the fluid were also collected for examination at the Regional Virus Laboratory, which was in East Birmingham Hospital). Janet died of smallpox at Catherine-de-Barnes on 11 September 1978.

Six days before Janet died, her 71-year-old father, Frederick Witcomb, of Kings Heath, died while in quarantine at Catherine-de-Barnes Hospital. He ‘appeared to have died following a cardiac arrest when visiting his daughter’. No post-mortem was carried out on Frederick’s body because of the risk of smallpox infection, so there was no knowing why Frederick Witcomb did die, although accounts of the 1978 Birmingham smallpox outbreak always remember to mention that Frederick died following a cardiac arrest.

 

Special disease control measures were put into place for Janet’s funeral. Undertaker Ron Fleet was sent to Catherine-de-Barnes to collect her body and later described his memories: ‘When the day of the funeral arrived, the cars were given an escort by unmarked police vehicles just in case there was an accident…The body had to be cremated because there was a chance the virus could have thrived in the ground if Mrs Parker had been buried. All other funerals were cancelled that day and the Robin Hood Crematorium was thoroughly cleaned afterwards.’

Many people had close contact with Janet before she was admitted to hospital. The outbreak resulted in 260 people being immediately quarantined, several of them at Catherine-de-Barnes Hospital, including the ambulance driver who transported Janet. On 26 August, health officials fumigated Janet’s home and car. On 28 August, 500 people were placed in quarantine in their homes for two weeks. Of those potentially infected, only Janet’s mother, Hilda Witcomb, contracted the disease – assuming of course that Janet’s dad hadn’t – although Hilda survived. The other close contacts, which included two biomedical scientists from the Regional Virus Laboratory, were released from quarantine in Catherine-de-Barnes on 10 October 1978.

 

Over a year later, in October 1979, the University authorities fumigated the Medical School East Wing. The ward at Catherine-de-Barnes Hospital in which Janet had died was still sealed off five years after her death, all the furniture and equipment inside left untouched.

 

Birmingham Medical School had previous where smallpox was concerned. A similar outbreak had occurred at the Medical School in 1966, when Tony McLennan, who was also a medical photographer and worked in the same laboratory later used by Janet, contracted smallpox. He had a milder form of the disease, which was not diagnosed for eight weeks. Tony was not quarantined and there were at least twelve further cases in the West Midlands, five of whom were quarantined in Witton Isolation Hospital in Birmingham. There are no records of any formal enquiries on the source of this earlier outbreak despite concerns expressed by the then Head of the laboratory, Peter Wildy. Peter Wildy’s name is barely remembered, probably because of he dared raise concerns about Birmingham University twelve years before a second smallpox outbreak in identical circumstances resulted in a death.

On 6 September 1978, the day after Janet’s dad died, Professor Henry Bedson, then Head of the Microbiology Department at the University of Birmingham Medical School, died. On 1 September 1978 Bedson, while in quarantine at his home in Harborne, cut his throat in the garden shed and died at Birmingham Accident Hospital five days later. Henry Bedson’s suicide note read ‘I am sorry to have misplaced the trust which so many of my friends and colleagues have placed in me and my work.’ I have not found details of Bedson’s death. Cutting one’s throat is quite an effective way of killing oneself, but I have always presumed only if medical help did not arrive very soon. I can’t work out why Bedson would have survived five days and then died. Surely the hospital would have been able to stop the bleeding, guard against infection and do all the other necessaries and see Henry Bedson safely out of the other side of his injury.

In 1977, the WHO had told Henry Bedson that his application for his laboratory to become a Smallpox Collaborating Centre had been rejected. This was partly because of safety concerns; the WHO wanted as few laboratories as possible handling the virus. Bedson knew that his lab would be due for closure if he did not receive more funding and he therefore worked more rapidly, storing more samples.

Professor Reginald Shooter led the Inquiry following Janet’s death and his ‘Report of the investigation into the cause of the 1978 Birmingham smallpox occurrence’ was debated in Parliament and also played an important role in the Court case brought against the University by the HSE. The official publication of the Shooter Report was postponed until the outcome of the trial was known.

The Shooter Report was published in 1980. It noted that Bedson had failed to inform the authorities of changes in his research that could have affected safety. Shooter’s Inquiry discovered that the Dangerous Pathogens Advisory Group had inspected the laboratory on two occasions and each time recommended that the smallpox research be continued there, despite the fact that the facilities at the laboratory fell far short of those required by law. Several of the staff at the laboratory had received no special training. Inspectors from the WHO had told Bedson that the physical facilities at the laboratory did not meet WHO standards, but had nonetheless only recommended a few changes in laboratory procedure. Bedson misled the WHO about the volume of work handled by the laboratory, telling them that it had progressively declined since 1973, when in fact it had risen substantially as Bedson tried to finish his work before the laboratory closed. Shooter also found that while Janet had been vaccinated, it had not been done recently enough to protect her against smallpox, Janet’s vaccination having been in 1966.

The report concluded that Janet had been infected by a strain of smallpox virus called Abid, which was being handled in the smallpox laboratory during 24–25 July 1978. The virus could have travelled in air currents up a service duct from the laboratory below, to a room in the Anatomy Department that was used for telephone calls. On 25 July, Janet had spent much more time there than usual ordering photographic materials because the financial year was about to end.

On 1 December 1978 the HSE announced their intention to prosecute the University. The case was heard in November 1979. Expert evidence, presented by the defence and accepted by the magistrates, showed that sufficient virus material could not be produced by the laboratory to generate an infectious dose in the telephone room where Janet was supposedly infected. Although the source of infection was traced, the mode of transmission was not. A defence witness and ‘smallpox expert’ Kevin McCarthy claimed that 53,700 litres of virus suspension would have been required to generate an infectious dose in the telephone room. Although the Shooter Inquiry noted the poor state of sealing of ducting in the laboratory, it was claimed that ‘this was caused after the outbreak by engineers fumigating the laboratory and ducts’. The University was found not guilty of causing Janet’s death. In August 1981, following a formal claim for damages made by the trade union ASTMS (Association of Scientific, Technical and Managerial Staff) in 1979, Parker’s husband Joseph was awarded £25,000 in compensation.

Professor Reginald Shooter as awarded a CBE in the 1980 Birthday Honours. He retired in 1981 and like P. Wildy has all but disappeared from history, although he was alive until 2013.

 

In light of the Birmingham incident, all known stocks of smallpox were destroyed or transferred to one of two WHO reference laboratories which had BSL-4 facilities; the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC) in the US and the State Research Center of Virology and Biotechnology VECTOR in Koltsovo, Russia. Russia at the time obviously being considered a safer pair of hands with deadly viruses than the Top Doctors of Birmingham. Did anyone tell Thatch?

 

Now let us look in detail at a few of the key players in the disaster which led to panic in Birmingham in 1978.

Henry Bedson was the second son of Sir Sam Bedson, who had been Professor of Bacteriology at the London Hospital. Henry Bedson’s paternal grandfather, Peter Philips Bedson, was Professor of Chemistry at Newcastle. Bedson’s mother was Dr Dorothea Annie Hoffert, who worked on aeroplane dopes and subsequently did research on oils and fats at the Lister Institute. His maternal grandfather was Henry Hoffert, a Senior Inspector of schools. Bedson was educated at Brighton, Hove and Sussex Grammar School and qualified from the London Medical College in 1952.

After jobs as a house officer and junior registrar, in 1955 Bedson joined the RAMC and served in Hong Kong until July 1957. During this period Bedson became a junior specialist in pathology and was also part-time demonstrator in morbid anatomy at the University of Hong Kong. In 1957 Bedson was back again at the London Hospital.

In 1958 Bedson embarked on his virological career and was appointed research fellow in the Department of Bacteriology at the University of Liverpool. In 1959 he became assistant lecturer and after one year was appointed a full lecturer. In 1964 he moved to the Department of Virology, University of Birmingham, being appointed senior lecturer and honorary NHS consultant in bacteriology and virology. In 1976 Bedson was appointed Professor and Head of the reconstituted Department of Medical Microbiology. He was in that post at the time of his death.

Bedson developed an interest in poxviruses while he was at Liverpool University. At Birmingham University, Bedson continued his work with poxviruses. Bedson was a member of the International Commission for the assessment of smallpox eradication in Pakistan and Afghanistan in 1976, and of the WHO informal group on monkeypox and related viruses.

 

In 1978 Henry Bedson was not the only person at Birmingham University who was flouting good practice and misleading people. Dr Dafydd Alun Jones’s mate Professor Robert Bluglass was in place at Birmingham University by then and Bluglass concealed serious crime, including that on the part of Dafydd and his gang, for decades. There was endemic corruption in the West Midlands Police as well as in the legal system in the West Midlands and a trafficking ring was at work in the region, with links to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. People in Birmingham University, particularly senior figures, knew about these matters and colluded with them.

The Chancellor of Birmingham University, 1973-83, was the naturalist and broadcaster Sir Peter Scott, who had links with a number of those who concealed the activities of Dafydd et al. See previous posts.

The Vice-Chancellor of Birmingham University, 1968-81, was Lord Robert Hunter. Hunter was a Top Doctor who must have known the extent to which things were unravelling in Birmingham University, particularly in the Medical School. Robert Brockie Hunter was the personal physician to Field Marshal Montgomery, 1944-45. Hunter was educated at George Watson’s College, Edinburgh, then studied Medicine at Edinburgh University, serving in the RAMC during WWII. After WWII, Hunter lectured at Edinburgh University and then moved on to St Andrews University and its associated Clinical Medicine Unit at Dundee University, where he was Chair of Materia Medica, Pharmacology and Therapuetics and was also Dean of the Faculty of Medicine, 1958-62. In 1963, after the thalidomide disaster, Hunter was appointed to the Ministry of Health Committee on Safety of Drugs, was Chairman of the Clinical Trials Sub-Committee and served on the Committee until 1968. Hunter was appointed VC of Birmingham University in 1968. From 1973 to 1980 Hunter was a member of the DHSS Independent Scientific Committee on Smoking and Health.

With a VC with a CV like that, no wonder no-one was going to allow Birmingham University to be successfully prosecuted for killing Janet Parker, even if there was smallpox on the loose, warnings had been ignored and a pack of lies told regarding the conditions and practices in the labs.

 

At the time of Janet’s death, Jim Callaghan was PM and the paedophiles’ bestest friend Lord David Ennals was Secretary of State for the DHSS (see previous posts) and Hunter was working as a DHSS adviser. The Secretary of State for the DHSS when overt warnings were issued that Bedson’s lab was dangerous was Battling Barbara Castle. Dr Death served as a Minister under Barbara and Jack Straw was her adviser. Jack Straw might not have known what a smallpox virus can do but surely Dr Death did. Thatch was PM by the time that the HSE prosecution failed and the dreadful Patrick Jenkin was Secretary of State for the DHSS (see previous posts). Hunter was still an adviser to the DHSS.

Furthermore, Hunter bagged a peerage in 1978, the year of the smallpox outbreak. He was probably nominated for his peerage before the outbreak – although I am not certain of that – but whenever he was nominated, a lot of things were happening in Bedson’s lab and the wider Medical School which should not have been.

Hunter ‘was an active participant’ in the Lords and was ‘a vocal supporter of the NHS’. The poor old Top Docs could do with Hunter now, but he turned his toes up in 1994.

That splendid organ of propaganda for dead Top Doctors, ‘Munk’s Roll, The Lives Of The Fellows Of The Royal College Of Physicians’, tells us that ‘In 1948 [Hunter] was appointed as a lecturer in clinical medicine at the University of St Andrews, whose clinical medical school was based in Dundee. The Principal of the University promptly promoted him to the position of Professor of Materia Medica, Pharmacology and Therapeutics. He was only 33. By any modern standards it was a remarkable appointment. He had by then published little more than a paper on a review of antihistamine drugs, in which he developed an abiding interest, and a contribution to the Practitioner on cough mixtures. Nevertheless, he settled to his new post with aplomb, delivering an arresting inaugural address on the contributions of science to therapeutics.’

I can see why there was a disaster in Birmingham Medical School when Lord Bob was at the helm. His inaugural address must have been a real laugh, what with Lord Bob having less experience of research than many PhD students would have had. The Principal of St Andrews who was so wowed by Lord Bob that he gave him a Chair on the basis of one review of antihistamines and a ‘contribution’ regarding cough mixtures was Sir James Colquhoun Irvine, a Scottish organic chemist. Irvine was the son of factory owner John Irvine. James Irvine’s tenure at St Andrews ‘saw the renovation and restoration of both buildings and traditions and his works are still talked of today‘. As are the works of Fred West. Irvine’s commitments spanned further than the University, ‘into higher education in Britain and the colonies’. He also served as acting Principal of University College Dundee.

During Lord Bob’s twenty years in Dundee ‘he developed a remarkable flair for administration and for successfully plodding the corridors of power. He…played a major role in the planning and development of the new teaching hospital at Ninewells which replaced the old Dundee Royal Infirmary. At the same time he was increasingly called upon to serve on important national committees. He was a member of the General Medical Council from 1962 to 1968, and from 1966 to 1968 was chairman of the medical subcommittee of the University Grants Committee, then supervising significant developments in the medical schools, particularly those recently established. He also served on the clinical research board of the Medical Research Council.’

So Lord Bob was among those on the GMC who ignored the outrages of Dafydd’s early career.

Munk’s Roll explains that it was Lord Bob’s work on the Committee on Safety of Drugs (the Dunlop Committee), which led later to his appointment as Chairman ‘of a departmental committee to assess research into safer smoking materials, the hazards of smoking by then being well established. Many fellow members of his profession considered that Hunter was supping with the devil in appearing to give succour to the tobacco industry by endorsing a supposedly safer cigarette. In fact, his committee’s first report gave only a qualified endorsement and in any case smokers throughout the world spurned the product. He never, however, fully appreciated the addictive powers of nicotine.’

In the same way that Lord Bob didn’t fully appreciate the killing powers of smallpox.

Lord Bob was traumatised after being appointed VC of Birmingham University. Not by Robert Bluglass concealing organised crime, but because Lord Bob arrived at Birmingham ‘at a time of widespread student unrest. Although he had never had to deal with student revolt in the calmer academic climes of Scotland, in Birmingham he at once encountered a student body prepared to confront authority. The students went on strike and for a while trapped the new vice-chancellor in his room. From there Hunter organized his response, arranging meetings of the University Senate in the nearby Queen Elizabeth Hospital. He was later to set up an external advisory group to advise on the improvement of internal relations. The group was chaired by Jo Grimond whose report was to lead to a number of more democratic but largely cosmetic changes in the structure and governance of the University.’

So Lord Bob and Jo Grimond entered into an HE equivalent of a patients’ consultation exercise then.

Lord Bob continued to impress: ‘The undoubted respect in which he was held outside Birmingham led to his appointment as chairman of the medical sub-committee of the Committee of Vice-Chancellors and Prinicipals between 1976 and 1981. He was knighted in 1977 and elevated to the House of Lords as a life peer in 1978.’

It was Sunny Jim Callaghan who dished out the honours to Lord Bob.

Munk’s Roll makes intriguing comments regarding the smallpox outbreak on Lord Bob’s watch: ‘A case was brought against the University by the Health and Safety Executive, but in the event the University was cleared in court. In retrospect few really believed the conclusion of the Shooter report and there were later to be allegations that the escape of smallpox virus was due to human relationships not revealed at the time.’

What can Munk’s Roll be referring to?

Hunter retired in 1981. He must have been the most dreadful old fart, because even Munk’s Roll admits that ‘He was never a charismatic figure, nor ever a volatile character, yet his quiet dignity, his deliberate manner and the care with which he prepared his contributions brought him universal respect.’ Munk’s Roll tells us that ‘He was described by his fellow peer, Lord Walton, as “a wise and thoughtful man with much compassion. His criticisms (and they were few) were always couched in terms calculated to make his point but never to wound.”‘

Lord John Walton was the Monster of Newcastle-upon-Tyne University, who in his capacity as President of the BMA, 1980-82; President of the GMC, 1982-89 and President of the Royal Society of Medicine, 1984-86, as well as in other roles, protected Dafydd and the sex traffickers for many years (see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’).

 

The Indie’s 1994 obituary for Lord Bob, written by Professor Owen Wade, illuminates the glories of Lord Bob’s life and career further: ‘We were both appointed to the Committee on Safety of Drugs, the Dunlop Committee, set up as a result of the thalidomide incident to ensure that, before a drug could be marketed, its manufacturer should show that appropriate tests had been done to demonstrate it was safe and effective. Hunter was the Chairman of the Clinical Trials Sub-Committee. There were new and challenging problems on whether and how new drugs should be marketed by the pharmaceutical industry. Our American cousins admired us as ‘a lean and spare apparatus for drug safety which operates at a tiny fraction of the cost of a comparable FDA operation’.

In 1964 Hunter became a member of the University Grants Commission and in 1966 became Chairman of its Medical Advisory Committee. By 1968 Hunter had been in his Chair at St Andrews for 20 years. He felt that it was time for a change and he accepted the invitation to become Vice-Chancellor of Birmingham University.

Despite Lord Bob’s Chairmanship of the UGC’s Medical Advisory Committee, Professor Owen Wade explained that after the upset of dealing with the protesting students, Lord Bob received a Cruel Blow, when he ‘found himself at the receiving end of assaults on university funding. It was a difficult time. The reduction in funds from 1971 onwards was not accompanied by the power to alter staff contracts. The reduction in staff had to be by voluntary retirement, and this was too often taken by the able and the competent who knew they could get good jobs elsewhere. Hunter resented this stupid way of culling staff; humane perhaps, but not very fair on students.’

Hunter might have ‘resented’ this, but Hunter was one of those who ensured that ‘voluntary retirement’ was offered in the face of the cuts which his own Committee had implemented. Hunter will have known that useless old gits would stay in their jobs because they wouldn’t be offered another one, yet the best staff would bag the redundancy cash and move on to another post. This has happened in every round of university ‘cuts’ that has ever been implemented. When I was working at Bangor University, I and other research fellows rolled around laughing when people in senior lecturing jobs who had done nothing for twenty years were offered money by the VC to bugger off and retire, but they refused to accept on the grounds that ‘he’s not offering us enough’. Why would any of them have ever accepted the deal? The research fellows and a few of the hard working senior academics did absolutely everything, the Moribund Ones didn’t even come into the University on more than two days/week, why would they wave good-bye to a salary of £50k or more for doing nothing when they could stay there until retirement and then pocket pensions far more generous than their younger colleagues will receive?

 

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It is clear from Wade’s obituary for Lord Bob that Wade played a part in the events which led to the smallpox outbreak as well: ‘I was particularly grateful to Bob Hunter for the steadfast support which he gave me and my Faculty when a member of our staff contracted and died of smallpox. There were allegations that our Department of Virology, which was doing important work for the World Health Organisation in controlling smallpox, had been and was a hazard to the citizens of Birmingham. Hunter knew that this was nonsense, bore the brunt of criticism with quiet dignity and in the end was fully vindicated: the case brought by the Health and Safety Executive was dismissed and it was clear that the standard of care and competence in our laboratory was as high if not higher than in the only other laboratories in Britain where smallpox virus was held’.

Denying absolutely everything was a strategy that worked well for Lord Bob. Wade lets us know that in the Lords, Lord Bob ‘was a member of the Select Committee on Science and Technology and he was deeply concerned with EEC problems in Brussels’.

 

Professor Owen Lyndon Wade was himself described by the Royal College of Physicians ‘one of the founding fathers of clinical pharmacology and therapeutics in the UK’. Wade was born in Penarth, South Wales. His father James Owen David Wade was a surgeon. Owen Wade was of a similar vintage to Gwynne the lobotomist.

Wade was educated at Emmanuel College, Cambridge and UCL and subsequently worked as a clinical assistant at the Pneumoconiosis Research Unit in South Wales, 1948-51. Dafydd’s and Tony Francis’s mate and protector Professor Kenneth Rawnsley, later of Cardiff University, was associated with that Unit early in his career. Ken’s wife was a child psychiatrist who was a key figure in one of the medical charidees in south Wales established by child molester George Thomas. See previous posts for information on Kenneth Rawnsley and his wife.

Owen Wade was appointed as a Lecturer in Medicine at Birmingham University in 1951, rising to Senior Lecturer. In 1957, he became Professor of Therapeutics and Pharmacology at Queen’s University, Belfast. In 1971 he returned to Birmingham, to the post of Professor of Therapeutics and Clinical Pharmacology, from which he retired in 1986. Wade was Dean of Birmingham Medical School, 1978-84. So he knew Bluglass as well then and was also Dean when Dr Tony Francis’s pal and protector Ian Brockington was given a Chair at Birmingham Medical School after Francis relocated to north Wales to join Dafydd and the gang (see post ‘Ian Brockington’s Mischief’).

Dafydd’s mate Robert Bluglass studied Medicine at St Andrews. He will have been a student at St Andrews while Lord Bob worked there and then Bluglass rocked up in Birmingham when Lord Bob was VC of that University. Then Brockington joined the crew in Birmingham.

There is absolutely nothing ‘independent’ about the independent clinical opinions of the Top Doctors.

 

Owen Wade ‘oversaw the modernisation and 1981 relaunch of the British National Formulary’, published by the BMA and Pharmaceutical Society of Great Britain. This was described by Munk’s Roll as Wade’s ‘greatest legacy’. In 1978 Owen became Chairman of the Formulary Committee and led the team which transformed the BNF from a dusty old text full of Latin and chemistry into the gripping read which it is today. Which interestingly enough, although being the ‘Bible’ for prescribing Top Docs, is ignored by some of them. Particularly Dr Richard Tranter, who before he made a run for it to New Zealand a few years ago worked at the Hergest Unit and prescribed me a combination of drugs which the BNF clearly flags up as being neurotoxic, leading to psychosis and possibly death (see post ‘Why So Many Die So Early’). Being the ‘difficult non-compliant’ person that I am I of course didn’t take the drugs prescribed by Richard, which saved my bacon. Richard Tranter is a psychopharmacologist, supposedly one of the global leaders in this speciality. So what’s your explanation then Richard?

Richard prescribed the lethal combination after Brown and I published our first paper about the mental health services in north Wales and were planning a follow-up book.

 

Owen Wade’s three brothers also qualified in medicine. Two of his brothers became surgeons, one in Cardiff and one in Edinburgh, the other became a GP working in London. When Owen became a Professor in Belfast, ‘they had the UK well-covered’.

As a teenager, Owen ‘would help his father giving the anaesthetics (cloth and bottle) and began learning to do the operations. Well before starting his clinical course he had removed an appendix, repaired a hernia and enucleated a prostate – all performed rapidly before the anaesthetic wore off‘. The legality of the teenaged unqualified Owen’s operating is not clarified. Presumably Owen’s dad viewed Owen’s help with the operations in the same way that farmers do when their 14 year old children drive the tractor around the farm.

It’s just as well that Owen had been operating before medical school, because when he began his clinical training at UCL, ‘there was a shortage of clinical senior medical staff’ and Owen ‘recalled that students had to look after themselves and take clinical responsibility at a very early stage. On one occasion, he had to deliver a baby on the platform of Warren Street tube station. Coping with the spectators was a challenge, but he used the old trick of sending them off to find boiling water’.

‘Now don’t you worry dear, we’ll soon get that baby out. I’m not qualified, there aren’t even any lecturers at my medical school, but I’ve been treating patients since I was knee-high to a pompous old git.’

WWII provided Owen with ‘lots of excitement and he and the staff often had to take cover. In his obstetrics exam in January 1945, he was trying to talk about placenta praevia with Hilda Lloyd whilst conscious of the sound of an approaching V-1 bomb. Sensing her increasing concern, he asked if they should both get under the table, which they did. They were not hit and he passed the exam.’

Thank God the lady on the platform at Warren Street tube didn’t have placenta praevia, Owen hadn’t learnt about that then and he’d have probably killed her. ‘That bloody placenta hasn’t appeared yet, I’ll just give this a tug…’

Owen Wade married Margaret Burton, a dentist, which he said was the best thing that he ever did. We are not told whether Margaret began drilling and extracting when she was still at school.

Munk’s Roll supplies yet more terrifying details of Wade’s career. At Birmingham University ‘Owen was the first person to catheterise a normal subject at rest and during exercise. It was his team leader who kindly left a letter absolving his colleagues if anything went wrong, like sudden death. Nothing did go wrong, and Owen was catheterised by him at the next session. In total 12 subjects were studied, including the ward sister and the catheter team nurse – both willing volunteers. There was no ethics committee and no defibrillator.’

And if there was a death no-one would have admitted it. So we do not actually know that ‘nothing did go wrong’. Furthermore, the ward sister and team nurse almost certainly were not ‘willing volunteers’, in those days Angels followed orders no matter how dangerous. If they were told to volunteer, they will have.

‘In 1957 Belfast Medical School wanted to establish an active clinical pharmacology unit and appointed Owen. He was just 36, and had only been a senior lecturer for five months, had had no special training in clinical pharmacology and no specific interest in therapeutics. The department had one senior technician, who was a great asset, but no other staff and he was offered a few beds on someone else’s ward. He was there from 1957 to 1971.’

This is sounding like an Everyday Story of a Father of Modern Medicine.

Owen ‘set about devising a course, putting together a lecture programme and planning practical classes, having never done anything like this before. He gave all the lectures and ran all the practicals. He soon complemented the lectures with interactive road shows, discussing the management of specific patients with a panel of students whilst the rest of the class listened, learned and joined in. These were very clinically relevant and became very popular. Over the early years his clinical work prospered and he became the first consultant to have beds in both teaching hospitals.’

Owen may have simply been amazing. But if he wasn’t, no-one would have admitted that.

‘In 1961 it became clear that thalidomide taken during pregnancy caused very severe, often fatal, abnormalities in the foetus. Many babies were born with phocomelia. His response was positive. He tried to find out how much thalidomide had been prescribed in N Ireland and by whom. This proved impossible, but he was able prospectively to quantify all the drugs prescribed by each GP in Northern Ireland and subsequently worked with colleagues to obtain comparable data for Norway, Sweden, Czechoslovakia and West Germany.’

So if all this data was available, why was it ‘impossible’ for Wade to find out who prescribed thalidomide in N Ireland and how much? Prescriptions were easy traceable at the time, the data that Owen needed was recent and N Ireland is a small place. There will not have been millions of babies born during the relevant period, let alone millions with phocomelia. The number of such babies born in N Ireland will have been in single figures. Owen could have literally knocked on the door of every mother with a young child and found out who had prescribed thalidomide. Phocomelia is such a rare condition that it’s not as if mothers in N Ireland who gave birth to babies without limbs won’t have noticed. This was N Ireland in the early 1960s. Virtually all the mothers will have had one GP throughout their pregnancy, that GP would probably have treated them for years and very probably their parents as well. The GP’s own father could well have practised as a Top Doctor in the same community.

Whoever did prescribe thalidomide in N Ireland must have heaved a huge sigh of relief that Owen wasn’t able to trace them.

Munk’s Roll states that Owen Wade ‘used the computer-based system used in Northern Ireland to pay the pharmacists, and became the first person to use computers in this type of research, and the first to produce numerical data on drug utilisation. These tools fed his interest in adverse drug reactions and he wrote some of the earliest papers and books on this subject.’

But Owen just couldn’t find out who prescribed thalidomide…

Munk’s Roll explains that ‘The nation was horrified by the thalidomide disaster. At that time there was no legal framework for assessing new drugs, no system for monitoring the safety of drugs already on the market and no means of communicating rapidly with prescribers about safety concerns. In 1963 the Government set up the Committee on Safety of Drugs, the so-called ‘Dunlop Committee’, named after the chairman, Sir Derrick Dunlop [Munk’s Roll, Vol.VII, p.170]. Owen was a founder member and subsequently went on to chair the Committee on the Review of Medicines, the adverse drugs reaction subcommittee and became a member of the Medicines Commission, which set up and oversaw the regulatory committee structure.’

The parents of children born with disabilities as a result of thalidomide had to drag the Gov’t and the pharmaceutical company involved kicking and screaming into an admission that their children had been harmed and the battle to gain the (inadequate) compensation was huge and took years. Little wonder it was Owen ‘I just don’t know which Top Doc prescribed that’ Wade who was appointed a founder member of the Dunlop Committee.

Owen Wade’s ‘Deanship of Birmingham Medical School started at a minute past midnight on 1 September; by midday, he had had to shut half the medical school and his Professor of Virology had cut his own throat and was dying’.

By the time that Wade was appointed Dean, Birmingham University knew that Janet Parker had contracted smallpox and knew that the University could possibly be responsible for an outbreak affecting hundreds of people. What better Dean to have appointed to ensure that allegations of malpractice would be like water off a duck’s back and the culprits would be ‘impossible’ to trace?

Munk’s Roll tells us that ‘Trade union power in 1978 was at its peak and the Association of Scientific, Technical and Managerial Staffs (ASTMS) made life very difficult. However, Owen did well. He took command, learnt all about smallpox, took expert advice, kept the relevant documents in good order, looked after his staff and they gave him a lot of support. The medical school was battered but unbowed and lived to fight another day. Four of his professors became presidents of their respective colleges.’

I bet that Owen’s staff ‘gave him a lot of support’. Just think of the alternative if he didn’t win this battle…

 

Regarding the ASTMS making ‘life very difficult’. The ASTMS later became MSF. When I worked at St George’s Hospital Medical School, the MSF reps were corrupt and wielded power entirely by using their knowledge of the wrongdoing of the equally corrupt but much more powerful Top Doctors. Top Doctors are incredibly hierarchical and usually drip with contempt for anyone who is not a Top Doctor. They treat the lab staff – not so much the research staff, but the lab staff carrying out the routine work – appallingly. When anything ever goes wrong, the Top Doctors blame Angels or other staff, such as lab staff. You bet that the ASTMS would have been difficult, but it won’t have been anything to do with it being 1978 and trade union power being at its height. It was because ASTMS needed to ensure that one of their own wasn’t blamed for the smallpox outbreak, needed to get a compensation deal for Janet Parker’s family, but most importantly ASTMS could see that if they played their cards right over the smallpox outbreak, Christmas had come. I worked at St George’s between 1989-91. Thatch had finished off the union movement and the corrupt MSF rep in the Dept of Obs and Gynae at St George’s, David Hole, wasn’t a Trot, he was a leading light in Wandsworth SDP. Hole was surrounded by rich Top Docs concealing a trafficking ring, drug dealing and perpetrating research fraud and they also had celebrity patients and friends, one of whom was the biggest light entertainment star in the UK at the time. David Hole and his mates had a lorra lorra laffs by acquiring the dirt on their senior colleagues.

 

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At the time of the smallpox outbreak in Birmingham, the General Secretary of the ASTMS was Clive Jenkins, the self-indulgent slimebag who was substantially responsible for orchestrating the arrangements which resulted in the Windbag becoming leader of the Labour Party in 1983 . For more information about Clive Jenkins, see post ‘I Warn You…’.. Jenkins and his associates became powerful because of the knowledge that they had of the wrongdoing of professionals like the Top Doctors. If Jenkins had found out that a cleaning lady had done a bit of shoplifting it would have been neither here nor there. But in 1978 Jenkins found out that the idiocy and lies of some of the UK’s most ’eminent’ Top Doctors had put the lives of the population of Birmingham at risk. I don’t know how Jenkins and those close to him used that info – including the info that was never made public and the info that was involved in the cover-up that was the failed HSE prosecution – but they will have definitely used it.

 

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In 1978 the full-time Health and Safety Director of the ASTMS was Sheila McKechnie. Sheila remained with ASTMS until her appointment as Chief Executive of the charity Shelter in 1985. After ten years there, McKechnie left to become Head of the Consumers’ Association. In 2001 McKechnie said: ‘I am a fully paid-up member of the awkward squad and will remain so for the rest of my life. No government would ever feel entirely comfortable with me or the association because we are both fiercely, fiercely independent.’

When she was a student at Edinburgh University, McKechnie was a close friend of Gordon Brown. Although she was fiercely independent of Gov’t of course. Awkward Sheila became Dame Sheila in 2001, when her old mate Gordon was Chancellor of the Exchequer.

The fiercely, fiercely independent awkward squad:

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McKechnie was diagnosed with cancer in 1997 and died in 2004. If Dame Sheila had only been a little more awkward during her lifetime and had not kept quiet about the scams and research fraud on the part of Top Docs and their colleagues, the clinical outcomes for cancer patients in the UK might be rather better than they are at present. Dame Sheila was an activist in the Wimmin’s Movement. So that’s why she remained silent about the abuse and trafficking of vulnerable women and girls within the welfare system of the UK.

Following the Dame’s death the Sheila McKenchie Foundation was established to support a new generation of campaigners.

 

Clive Jenkins’s proud boast was that he unionised the middle classes. Indeed he did. Thatch destroyed the NUM, the print unions and most of the unions representing what were considered to be working class people. The NHS, universities and schools remained unionised. The BMA is the most powerful trade union in the UK. It tells Gov’ts of every political hue what to do and how much to pay Top Docs.

 

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The ASTMS was created in 1969 when ASSET (the Association of Supervisory Staffs, Executives and Technicians) merged with the AScW (the Association of Scientific Workers) under the leadership of joint General Secretaries Clive Jenkins of ASSET and John Dutton of the AScW. ASSET, the larger of the two unions, began as the National Foremen’s Association and chiefly represented supervisors in metal working and transport. Covering both the public and private sectors, AScW largely represented laboratory and technical workers in universities, the NHS and in chemical and metal manufacturing. The AScW could name half-a-dozen Nobel prize winners amongst its membership.

Between 1962-70 Ken Livingstone worked at the Chester Beatty cancer research labs looking after the research animals and during this time Livingstone helped found a branch of ASTMS to fight redundancies imposed by company bosses. Ken won’t have missed the opportunity to put what he witnessed going on at the Chester Beatty labs to good use in his later political career.

 

By the end of 1970 Clive Jenkins had become sole General Secretary of the union. Jenkins kept ASTMS in the public’s eye, within 15 years the union had expanded from 65,000 members to a figure approaching 500,000. This was achieved both by individual recruitment and by merging with small unions and staff associations, such as the Managers’ and Overlookers’ Society, Medical Practitioners’ Union, the United Commercial Travellers’ Association of Great Britain and Ireland, the Union of Insurance Staffs and the Prudential Assurance Staff Association. The number of mergers was eventually to exceed 30.

In 1988 ASTMS merged with TASS, the federated white collar section of the AUEW (Amalgamated Union of Engineering Workers) to form MSF. On January 1, 2002 MSF was to amalgamate with the AEEU, a successor to AUEW) to form Amicus. On 1 May 2007 Amicus merged with the TGWU to form UNITE.

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I suspect that those four unidentified professors from Birmingham Medical School who were in post at the time of the smallpox outbreak and who later just happened to become presidents of their respective Royal Colleges, used their knowledge of life behind the scenes in the smallpox lab as skilfully as Lord Clive Jenkins and Dame Sheila did.

 

Another Top Doctor who had a great deal to do with the Birmingham smallpox outbreak but who’s career suffered no deleterious consequences was Henry Bedson’s friend and senior colleague, Thomas Henry Flewett. In 1956 Flewett had been appointed consultant virologist to East Birmingham Hospital, where he established the Regional Virus Laboratory. Flewett was a member of the senior management team of East Birmingham (now Heartlands) Hospital overseeing Bedson. Flewett was ultimately responsible for the disaster over which Bedson killed himself. It was Flewett who ordered his staff to fumigate the smallpox laboratory with formaldehyde after Janet Parker’s death. Why Flewett told them to do that is a mystery, because formaldehyde would not eradicate smallpox viruses. Formaldehyde is very good at killing and preserving living tissue, but the only characteristics of ‘life’ that viruses have are that they replicate. There is still debate as to whether viruses are ‘alive’ or whether they are merely self-replicating pieces of DNA or RNA. It was also Flewtt who ordered the ward where Janet was cared for to be fumigated. The building at East Birmingham Hospital housing that fumigated ward was later demolished, probably in order to conceal how hopelessly inadequate it was as a location in which to treat a patient with smallpox, even by the standards of 1978. Here’s the scene of the fuckwittery:

 

It doesn’t inspire confidence does it. Well just take a look at the back of the Medical School building which housed the lab in which Bedson carried out his work with smallpox and the rooms above that lab, in which Janet worked:

 

The location of the smallpox laboratory (bottom) and the rooms where Parker worked (above):

 

Flewett was a founder member (and subsequently Fellow) of the Royal College of Pathologists and was elected a Fellow of the Royal College of Physicians of London in 1978. He was Chairman of the WHO Steering Committee on Viral Diarrhoeal Diseases, 1990–3, and a member until 1996. Flewett’s Birmingham lab was a WHO Reference and Research Centre for Rotavirus Infections from 1980 until his retirement in 1987. Flewett was a member of the Board of the Public Health Laboratory Service (now Public Health England), 1977-83 and was Chairman of the Public Health Laboratory Service, Committee on Electron Microscopy from 1977-87.

Flewett was born in India where his father was a member of the Imperial Forestry Service. Flewett’s father was also a member of the Indian Reserve Army. Flewett was educated at Campbell College, Belfast and qualified as a Top Doctor from Queen’s University, Belfast. He worked at the Royal Victoria Hospital in Belfast and then as a demonstrator at Queen’s University Belfast for two years. Between 1948 and 1951, Flewett worked at the National Institute for Medical Research at Mill Hill. This led to his first use of electron microscopy, ‘in which he became a leading authority’.

Flewett’s work on rotaviruses brought him international recognition. He was one of the first western virologists to be invited to the People’s Republic of China (in 1983) to lecture. He was a judge for the King Faisal International Prize in 1983, which was awarded to Professor John S. Fordtran, Dr William B. Greenough III and Professor Michael Field, for their work on oral rehydration in reducing mortality and morbidity due to cholera and other acute infectious diarrhoeal diseases. Flewett travelled widely as a WHO consultant to most countries in which childhood diarrhoea is a major problem.

 

 

I noticed the reference to ‘magistrates’ with regard to the 1979 HSE prosecution of Birmingham University. This suggests that lay people heard the case and it was those lay people who rejected all the evidence suggesting that Birmingham University were hugely culpable where Janet Parker’s death was concerned. Unless one of those involved just happened to be a microbiologist, it might have been very difficult for them to weigh up the conflicting evidence presented to them by different Top Doctors, all stressing their ‘expertise’ in the matter. The same situation prevails today. Yesterday morning Radio 4 broadcast a programme in which various people reviewed the newspapers and one story discussed was the recent US Court case in which it was found that the weedkiller Round-Up was responsible for someone’s cancer. The manufacturers of Round-Up have been ordered to hand over a great deal of dosh. There didn’t seem to be any awareness on the part of the Radio 4 guests that there is no firm opinion on whether Round Up (ie. glyphosate) does cause cancer. The argument has raged for quite some time now, but a link has not been demonstrated in the way that the link between tobacco smoking and lung cancer has. The American jury could well have been unaware that the alleged carcinogenic properties of glyphosate are still very much a matter of debate. Someone on the radio also believed that glyphosate presents a risk because people spray it on their gravel paths to keep the weeds down. No, if there is a risk it is from the agricultural use of glyphosate. Some farmers drench their crops in the stuff and indeed in the 1980s, the Agriculture Dept at Bangor University recommended this practice to the students. Add in dishonest expert witnesses and how a jury is ever supposed to get to the truth I cannot understand.

 

BBC News Wales reported yet another good news NHS story – there’s a great many of them in these days of special measures and ever-worsening NHS performance – precisely that the crack team of Top Doctors at the University Hospital of Wales in Cardiff carried out ‘six kidney transplants in 30 hours’. Dr Mike Stephen, one of the transplant surgeons, mentioned that the theatres used for transplant surgery competed with space for other emergency surgery. As no additional operating theatres have been built, assuming that this story of six transplants in 30 hours is true, it can only mean that if a major incident had occurred – multiple car crash, train crash, a plane crash, industrial accident/explosion etc – that there would have been insufficient capacity in the theatres at UHW to deal with it. Aren’t hospitals supposed to organise matters to ensure that there is always sufficient capacity to allow for a major incident? UHW isn’t on top of Snowdon, it’s in Wales’s biggest city where a major incident could happen.

It was explained by delighted Top Doc Mike Stephen that Wales is now ‘the envy of the world’ because with regard to organ donation, it has ‘the highest rates of consent in the UK, after having previously had the lowest’. This is not true. A recent change in the law in Wales means that now, unless someone actively states that they do not wish their organs to be used for donation, the Top Docs can assume consent. Even if consent has not been given. This massive far-reaching change in the legal ownership of the bodies of the citizens of Wales – they now belong to the state, not the individual – was rushed through with the minimum of debate on the back of an advertising campaign featuring the usual eg. pictures of stylised hearts and other organs, shots of Angels holding the hands of patients and the promise that if the legal change took place, Doctors Would Be Able To Help.

I do not have any problems with organ donation but the main reason why there were so many anecdotes regarding people who carried organ donor cards but who’s relatives ‘were too upset to say yes’ at the time of death, was that the circumstances of so many of those deaths in Wales’s hospitals were just so distressing. The communication between staff and relatives was frequently terrible and if one’s nearest and dearest has had the sort of death that Ann Clwyd’s husband had in the University Hospital of Wales, one is not going to agree to organ donation. No-one addressed this issue, there was simply a command sent out – your organs now belong to the state.

One reason why awful death bed scenes may not have been addressed is that the Health Minister who pushed the presumed consent Measure through was Edwina Hart. Edwina knew just what a bloody dreadful state Wales’s hospitals were in, she knew that the NHS had become a site of considerable confrontation and she knew the sort of experiences that people were having as their relatives lay dying. Dealing with that was much too steep a mountain to climb, so Edwina Passed A Cuddly Fluffy Law. But in the hands of some of those who are running Wales’s NHS, it is not a Cuddly Fluffy Law, it conjures up the sort of scene in Python’s ‘Life Of Brian’, where two dodgy looking characters find their way into an older lady’s home, explain that they’d like her to donate her organs to medical science and then slaughter her.

I note that the good news story regarding Edwina’s Bright Idea appeared a few days after I mentioned on this blog the criminal activities of the former Chair and CEO of the NW Wales NHS Trust, Elfed Roberts and Martin Jones. It was Edwina who failed to deal with those two, despite me sending her enough evidence to have both of them prosecuted. Elfed disappeared from public view, only to quietly re-emerge as a member of the Welsh Ambulance Trust, an appointment made by one Edwina Hart. Martin was recycled into the newly created Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board. Edwina hated Elfed and Martin and they hated her, but they all had so much crap on each other that, as with Ken Clarke’s battle with the BMA in the late 1980s, no-one won. Edwina and the Top Docs loathed each other as well, it was the BMA who organised the Edwina Out campaign. Ah, but this blog is detailing serious crimes on the part of the BMA too. It’s a Rainbow Alliance against Service Shenanigans!

I wish the Rainbow Alliance all the best and I look forward to the next bit of propaganda. The Rainbow Alliance have obviously forgotten that not only do I have 10,000 documents detailing serious crime, but that I haven’t blogged about all the evidence that I have. I’ve also been sent documents relating to other people’s cases that I haven’t even mentioned.

By the way Rainbow Alliance, wasn’t it at the UHW in which the wrong kidney was removed from a patient? The only healthy kidney that he had? He died didn’t he? Now, as I have recently blogged about the close and chummy relationship that the child molester George Thomas had with the UHW, perhaps the Rainbow Alliance would like to clarify whether it was the UHW which treated Thomas for an STI in 1984 but backed up Leo Abse’s plan to issue a press release stating that George had prostate trouble; clarify whether the NHS were footing any part of the bill for George’s bungaloid that was on the doorstep of the UHW; and tell us all how George Thomas managed to wangle such a massive proportion of the hospital building budget for the development of the UHW when the rest of Wales was left with inadequate provision.

One more thing Rainbow Alliance. Among all the other wrongdoing and chaos at the UHW, can you please enlighten us all regarding Mrs Walker’s flagship fertility unit which was alleged to be in operation in the late 1980s at the UHW?  Mrs Walker was a little old lady who didn’t seem to know a great deal about fertility treatment but she was agreeing to treat pretty much anyone who arrived at her door if they had the cash. I don’t know how, because there were bugger all fertility specialists there and there weren’t the labs needed to run a successful fertility unit either. I could find no reference to Mrs Walker’s work when I researched her so I presume that she hadn’t done any. Mrs Walker’s right hand woman didn’t have a PhD and I don’t think that she knew much about fertility treatment either. So what was going on then?

Now you don’t really want me to mention anything else that was going on at the UHW do you? Such as the death of the medical student Philip Jones in 1984, after he volunteered for a clinical trial? Cardiff maintained that Philip’s death was unrelated to the trial, but Philip spent his final days in a London teaching hospital and they did not agree with Cardiff’s stated cause of death. Only no-one was told that the London hospital concluded that Philip’s death was everything to do with that drug trial.

Then there was the Dean of Medicine at Cardiff who was giving his friends places on the Medicine degree, even though they didn’t reach the entry criteria.

Ooh, what about the scores of complaints from the women who had given birth in one particular ward at the UHW, the ward that had such a bad reputation that those in the know made sure that they didn’t give birth there?

I’ll keep my many other accounts of UHW Experiences for the next time that the Rainbow Alliance make a media appearance… Perhaps they could find an area of medicine to boast about of which I do not have knowledge of the most dreadful scams or misconduct?

 

Dr Mike Stephen, being a transplant surgeon of many years experience, will remember the scandal involving Dr Michael Bewick in the early 1990s. Michael Bewick was a London transplant surgeon who stood accused of performing kidney transplants on Turkish peasants who had been paid for their organs. The scandal came to light after one such Turkish man came forward and claimed that he had not consented to organ donation, he had woken up in London after having been told that he was to undergo some other procedure while ‘on a free holiday to London’ only to find himself minus one kidney. Bewick maintained that he had no idea that the Turks were being paid for their kidneys and that there was never an operation carried out which had not involved informed consent. The GMC found Bewick guilty of serious professional misconduct. His punishment? He was banned from private practice and ordered to ‘work within the NHS’ for I think it was two years. That is the Top Docs’ view of the NHS. The NHS gets the crap that the Top Docs themselves don’t want. I knew a Top Doc at the time of that case who knew Michael Bewick and they assured me that he knew exactly what was going on with regard to those Turkish peasants…

At the time of the Bewick scandal there had been reports of dead bodies washed up on beaches in Turkey which had undergone recent removal of the kidneys. There was much public incredulity and ‘this can’t really have happened’. Well I would not have thought that a police officer known to be corrupt could be thrown out of the North Wales Police by the Chief Constable for er corruption and then be appointed as Chair of an NHS Trust, unlawfully refuse a patient all NHS treatment, have her arrested twice unlawfully, disappear from his job in a blaze of scandal and bad publicity and then be given further appointments as a member of the Board of the Welsh Ambulance Trust and as a governor at Bangor University where he subsequently Chaired the Fair Practice Committee. It happened and we have Edwina Hart to thank for it.

The new Chairman of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board will be taking up his position within weeks. It is Mark Polin, who has just stood down as the Chief Constable of the North Wales Police. The North Wales Police who have failed to bring any prosecutions against anyone in the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board, despite scandal after scandal and police investigations.

I am no longer in Wales, so if I am involved in a serious accident and someone has their eye on my kidneys, I hope that the chances of documentation being destroyed/fabricated and lies being told following my death from clinical negligence to allow the harvesting of my organs is rather less than it would otherwise be. Although I can’t be 100% certain, after all Michael Bewick was not in Wales…

 

Previous blog posts and recent comments added to posts have discussed the activities of the Dreadful Professors Irvine – Fiona, an Angel who was complicit with the abuse of patients and the most frightful workplace bully and her husband Stuart. The Irvines previously both worked at Bangor University and when one brave PhD student went to the HR Dept to make representation about Fiona’s appalling behaviour, he was asked not to make a formal complaint because Fiona ‘is not a nice lady’ and was expected to make a counter complaint against the student. Who had suffered a breakdown at the hands of Fiona. Another source told me that the Irvines had both lined up new jobs for themselves at another university but were conspiring to bring a case against Bangor in order to screw some dosh out of the institution as a golden goodbye. I’m not sure whether that plan did work but imagine my surprise when just weeks later, Stuart and Fiona left for Chairs at Glyndwr University!

The Chancellor of Glyndwr University had been paedophiles’ friend Trevor Jones, but he had been succeeded by Jon Shortridge (see post ‘A Vampire At Glyndwr University!’). Sir Jon Shortridge is a civil servant who served as the Permanent Secretary of the Welsh Office from March 1999 and then of the National Assembly of Wales from its creation in May 1999. Shortridge became Permanent Secretary of the Welsh Assembly Gov’t on its establishment as a separate institution in May 2007 and left the post at the end of April 2008. Which was when Elfed Roberts, Chair of the NW Wales NHS Trust, was having me unlawfully arrested and refusing me NHS treatment and Edwina Hart was failing to deal with it. It was also when Fiona Irvine was abusing her position at Bangor University.

In 2009, Shortridge was brought back as interim Permanent Secretary of the Dept for Innovation, Universities and Skills. Mandelson was the Secretary of State for that Dept and his right hand woman was someone who had grown up on Anglesey, the daughter of Ron Evans, who for years worked as a lawyer for Gwynedd County Council. Ron was the lawyer who, in the wake of the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal, told everyone that what had happened was so serious and so inexcusable that none of them must ever say a word about it to anyone. I know that because Ron’s wife told me. She worked as a lecturer at Bangor University. She is (or was) also a magistrate. Documents in my possession with Ron’s signature on them detail perjury and conspiracy in an attempt to have me imprisoned. The names of colluding officers from the North Wales Police also appear on those documents. See previous posts for details.

The documents with Ron Evans’s name and signature on are from the late 1980s/early 1990s. Jon Shortridge joined the Welsh Office in 1984. I first complained about Dafydd and the gang to Keith Best, a Welsh Office Minister in 1985. Between 1987 and 1988 Shortridge was Private Secretary to two Secretaries of State for Wales, Nicholas Edwards and Peter Walker. Throughout this time the sex trafficking gang caused havoc in north Wales and complaints about the NHS and social services were simply ignored. From 1988 to 1992 Shortridge  was Head of the Welsh Office’s Finance Division. He undertook the Senior Management Review of the Welsh Office in 1995 and was appointed Director of Economic Affairs in 1997, with responsibility for establishing the National Assembly for Wales.

So Sir Jon, did Ron Evans tell you too never to say a word to anyone because what happened was so serious and inexcusable? And how exactly did the delightful Fiona and Stuart let you know that they had all the shit on you and that they’d both like Chairs at Glyndwr University?

Sir Jon was educated at Chichester High School for Boys, then St Edmund Hall, Oxford and then Edinburgh University.

In December 2002, Sir Jon was summoned by the Audit Committee of the National Assembly of Wales in order to be questioned over delays and rising costs surrounding the construction of a new debating chamber, which was to become the Senedd. £250,000 of taxpayers’ money was spent on a legal dispute with sacked architects, the Richard Rogers Partnership. Sir Jon stated during the hearing that the design submitted by the Richard Rogers Partnership would not have been eligible for the original competition if the true costs had been known. The saga of the design for the Senedd and the Richard Rogers Partnership being commissioned is covered in an earlier post on this blog (see post ‘Have The Lambs Stopped Screaming?’). The man largely responsible for it all was the former Secretary of State for Wales, Ron ‘I was looking for badgers’ Davies.

In 2010 Jeremy Colman, the Auditor General for Wales, was imprisoned for the possession of child porn (see post ‘The Reality Is, There Is No Problem’). His position as Auditor General was succeeded by Huw Vaughan Thomas, who had been the Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council for some of the years when the paedophile gang flourished in the Council’s children’s homes (see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’). Huw’s son worked in the National Audit Office for Wales and Huw’s his wife, Enid Rowlands, was a Director of the North Wales Health Authority and is/was also a key figure in the Solicitors’ Regulation Authority (see post ‘Dirty Rotten Scoundrels’). Huw and Enid have numerous other links with the paedophiles’ friends which stretch back many years, as detailed in previous posts…

 

Fiona Irvine didn’t stay at Glyndwr University long, within a few short months she bagged a Chair of Nursing at Liverpool John Moores. This is a woman who was unable to assess the work of a PhD student appropriately because her own grasp of the sociology of health was so shaky. Fiona’s inaugural lecture at Liverpool John Moores was entitled ‘Me, Myself, I’ no less.

Fiona is now Professor and Head of Nursing at Birmingham University. Whatever could be the key to Fiona’s success? Not that she’ll be telling us, Fiona will remember Ron Evans’s advice from all those years ago…

 

I have discussed in previous posts George Thomas’s many links with the NHS, medical charidees and his role as Patron of the National Children’s Home (NCH). The NCH is now known as Action for Children. Presumably the re-branding exercise followed all those embarrassing revelations that paedophiles were busy working for the NCH. A number of those involved with the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal had worked for the NCH, including Glanville Owen. Glanville was Deputy Director of Gwynedd Social Services, responsible for Gwynedd’s children’s homes for years while the paedophile gang enjoyed themselves within those homes. Glanville later became the Chief Exec of Gwynedd CHC, in which role he lied to patients and failed to investigate serious complaints, including assaults on patients by NHS staff.

I have discovered an entertaining document in the archive of the Margaret Thatcher Foundation. It is the text of a speech that Thatch gave on Jan 17 1990, at the National Children’s Home, as the inaugural George Thomas Society Lecture. The George Thomas Society was founded by the NCH for the purposes of tacking child abuse. For those of us who knew what Thatch was concealing and what George Thomas was up to for decades of his life, this speech is wonderful. I won’t reproduce it all here, it can be found on the website of the Margaret Thatcher Foundation, but I’ll highlight the best bits.

 

George Thomas is admired and loved throughout this country. As Mr. Speaker, his voice became known in every home. His life has been dedicated to the service of people and especially, through the National Children’s Home, to children. He has never ceased to proclaim the importance of Christian values in family life…

George has always believed that children must come first because children are our most sacred trust….We need to do all we can to ensure that children enjoy their childhood against a background of secure and loving family life. That way, they can develop their full potential, grow up into responsible adults and become, in their turn, good parents.

But it is a sad fact that throughout history some children have been neglected, exploited and cruelly treated. So it was in the mid-19th century in England. Dr. Stevenson, the founder of the National Children’s Home, was born when Lord Shaftesbury was campaigning to reform the appalling conditions in which children were made to work in factories and mines. It was a time when Charles Kingsley described the plight of child chimney sweeps in the “Water Babies” and Charles Dickens that organised juvenile crime in “Oliver Twist” . It was a world in which many children were neglected and even rejected and thrust into a life of crime, violence, exploitation and poverty, yet by the reformers’ response to theseconditions, that period also stands out in English history as a period of social progress based on Christian belief.

People like the Earl of Shaftesbury campaigned for laws to protect children; Robert Raikes started the Sunday School Movement, Dr. Barnardo established his famous homes, Prebendary Ruolf founded the Church of England Children’s Society, Benjamin Warr started the National Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children, Margaret MacMillan founded nursery schools and, of course, Dr. Stevenson founded the first National Children’s Home in South London—a remarkable period—and all of this was done because those people felt impelled to care for the needs of these children….

Voluntary societies like yours can respond quickly to meet changing needs. They are run by people with a commitment to building genuine relationships with others and not simply to introducing programmes.

the early reformers were almost all Christians who saw such duties as an expression of their faith…

the very foundation of human happiness lies in the development of secure emotional relationships within the home, but far too many children are denied a secure and affectionate family and that is the greatest deprivation of all. Alas, today, that truth is not universally accepted and it is the children who suffer.

I believe that in the 1960s, far too many young people were ridiculed out of their true beliefs by the proponents of the permissive society who believed in precious little but themselves. They talked a lot about “rights” yet they gave away the fundamental right of a child to be brought up in a real family and now we are reaping the harvest.

There are, of course, some who blame all our social ills on poverty and others who think that affluence is the cause. Certainly, young people who nowadays have more money and more freedom, also have more opportunity to misuse them and some do, but do not blame freedom and prosperity for the faults ingrained in human nature!…

cruelty to children is still with us and the breakdown of so many families adds to the deprivation which children suffer and brings with it a new problem of teenage homelessness…

Over eighty children a year have died at the hands of a parent, step-parent or connected adult and there are thousands more who suffer. Even though child abuse is now more widely reported, it is very disturbing that at any one time about 40,000 children in England alone are registered as needing protection. Tragically, the case histories from a variety of backgrounds suggest that many of those who ill treat their children have themselves, when children, been ill-treated. To use children for sexual purposes, whether through the wicked perversion of sexual abuse or through fantasies induced by child pornography, must provoke the strongest outrage and reaction from individuals and Government alike.

The Government has increased the penalties for child cruelty and tightened the law on child pornography by making possession of this material an offence but I am very concerned by recent reports of what is still occurring…

four out of five lone mothers claiming income support receive no maintenance from the fathers. No father should be able to escape from his responsibility and that is why the Government is looking at ways of strengthening the system for tracing an absent father and making the arrangements for recovering maintenance more effective.

Another area of children in danger is teenage homelessness. The problem is not confined to London but it receives most publicity in the capital. We are not talking about teenagers who leave a perfectly good home voluntarily but about those who leave because of the breakdown of the family and the fact that they do not get on with the new step-father or mother. Sometimes, violence and sexual abuse may also be involved.

Other teenagers come out of Local Authority care with nowhere to go and without being given any proper training in how to look after themselves. I know that in some cases social services departments will find lodgings or a family to which the children can go and that is right because these young people are in special need of someone who cares about them personally…

our initiative on more hostels in partnership with the voluntary sector has produced an extra 21,000 hostel beds in the last eight years and in total, there are now a similar number in London alone and a further 31,000 hostel beds in the rest of England…

not all teenagers who choose to come to London are homeless and we must try not to pursue policies which have the effect of encouraging still more young people to leave their own home for our large cities without any idea of where to live or what to do… 

As well as responding to the problems of homelessness, we in Government have also been especially concerned to do our part to improve the care and protection of children. As a politician, I first came into contact with the problem of child abuse when I was Secretary of State for Education and Science. I used to ask young teachers to come and talk to me about their work. A few told me of children who at the end of the week would cling to their teachers—they were not wanting to go home themselves. What should the teacher do in those circumstances with a child clinging to her? Should she walk home with the child to see the parent or would that bring down the wrath of the parent on the child later? Should they report the incident?Should they call in the social worker or should they even alert the police? To those who would criticise their hesitation, I have frequently said:“Well, what would you do under those circumstances?”

Teachers and social workers and others working with children must have enough confidence to know how to respond. That means proper training for all of those who come into contact with children and everyone must know the circumstances in which the social services or the police have the power to take a child into their protection. 

So last year and this year, we are making £7 million available to Local Authorities to train those involved in caring for children, particularly social workers, and student teachers are now taught about child abuse as an essential part of their preparation for teaching.

We are making the largest ever grant to the National Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children to help them to establish their new training centre…

The Children Act of 1989 is the most comprehensive piece of legislation about children ever enacted in this country; it draws on the experiences learned in Cleveland and through the tragic deaths or abused children such as Kimberley Carlisle, Jasmine Beckford and Tara Henry. Above all, the Act seeks the right balance in protecting those too young and vulnerable to protect themselves while preventing excessive and over-zealous intrusion into family life by the State; and in 1988, the maximum penalties for child cruelty were increased from the previous two years to ten years…

all the voluntary helpers of the National Children’s Home and other similar organisations and all those who give to their work are just such people. Nearly a third of your income of £37 million comes from private individuals and companies and we would like to thank them very much indeed. Truly, this country has become an active and generous society and I know that you, the National Children’s Home, have played an important part in developing new ways of alleviating distress such as “Touchline” , the telephone counselling service for sex abuse victims in Leeds, which is similar to the wonderful work of Esther Rantzen—she is here and we would like to pay tribute to her work too!… Also, the new facilities you arepioneering through the George Thomas Society to overcome the consequence of sex abuse and the programme for sixteen to nineteen year-olds in Wales and for those who are needing care in Calderdale, to equip young people with essential skills such as budgeting, shopping, cooking and housework. Once again, a Methodist Foundation is showing by example that common faith is the best basis for common effort to build a better life in every sense of the word…

They knew—and we dare not forget—that children cannot flourish unless they learn to distinguish right from wrong and have respect and thought for others…

When we have all done our best to repair the broken lives of children, we must also keep in good repair that foundation of standards and values…That way, we can best emulate and honour John Wesley, Lord Shaftesbury—the poor man’s Earl—Dr. Stevenson, the founder of the National Children’s Home, and George Thomas—the children’s Viscount—whom we honour tonight.

 

When Thatch made this speech she had given George Thomas, who was known to the police and to Parliament to be a serial child sex offender, an hereditary Viscountcy. I don’t know why, because he was a paedophile who targeted boys Thomas had no heirs to whom he could pass on the Viscountcy.

By Jan 1990 Thatch had become good friends with Jimmy Savile and he had spent a few Christmas’s at Chequers with her. Thatch was warned by the civil service that Savile’s ‘private life’ threatened to damage the Gov’t and bring the honours system into disrepute were he to be given a knighthood. Thatch’s response was to lobby ever harder for Savile’s knighthood. Savile received a knighthood in the 1990 Queen’s Birthday Honours.

When Thatch made this speech, her personal friend Sir Peter Morrison, Tory MP for Chester, was Minister of State for Energy. It was known that Morrison was abusing kids in care in north Wales, Cheshire and elsewhere. Thatcher was directly told about this but nonetheless in July 1990 she appointed Morrison as her PPS. He then organised her leadership campaign at the end of that year.

Since 1979 Thatcher had led a Gov’t which had systematically ignored, concealed and colluded with the most dreadful abuse of children and vulnerable young people in north Wales and elsewhere.

Thatch mentioned that Esther was in the audience. I had written to Esther some two years before this speech was given, providing Esther with details of the abuse of mental health patients in north Wales, after Esther launched one of her campaigns. I did not receive a reply.

Thatch mentions the notion of people knowing right from wrong. Paedophiles and their friends are keen on this idea. When I was illegally imprisoned in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh in Dec 1986, I overheard Janice Davies, Dafydd’s mole and the Sister of Bryn Golau Ward telephone Dafydd and tell him that I was ‘dangerous’ and had ‘no sense of right and wrong’. Nothing had happened to elicit the phone call, but Dafydd was in need of ‘evidence’ to justify sectioning me because people were asking questions about my unlawful detention. I challenged Janice and she ran out of the office shrieking ‘I never said any such thing’.

Bryn Golau Ward at the time was full of people who were been detained unlawfully because they had in some way crossed the path of the sex trafficking gang which Dafydd was facilitating.

Everyone in positions of responsibility and authority in Wales and Westminster and Whitehall knew something of what was happening. They have so much blood on their hands that it will never wash off.

 

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I will now try and find out more about this initiative launched by George Thomas for people of sixteen to nineteen in Wales and Calderdale who had been sexually abused. I shudder to think what I will discover.

The Great Stink

My post ‘The Old Devils’ discussed Professor Brian Abel-Smith, the Labour Party-supporting economist who carried out much of the analyses which underpinned the planning of the NHS in its early years. Abel-Smith was an adviser to successive Labour Secretaries of State for the DHSS, namely Dick Crossman, Barbara Castle and David Ennals. Abel-Smith undoubtedly knew about the institutionalised neglect and abuse that the most vulnerable experienced at the hands of the NHS, but he ignored it while he got on with more important things like sitting on the Board of Governors of St Thomas’s Hospital, with it’s many consultants who also ran Harley Street practices. The other day I found a copy of a 1978 HMSO publication written by Brian Abel-Smith, entitled ‘National Health Service, The First Thirty Years’. It’s a sort of gullible person’s guide to the NHS and its wonderful work. Abel-Smith spent much of his career at the LSE and held a Chair there when he wrote this publication.

It’s ironic that Abel-Smith’s bit of propaganda was published by HMSO, because when I very first raised a complaint about the NHS – simply that they were unlawfully denying me access to my records – I used an HMSO publication as my guidance. Because I was being told so many lies by people employed by Gwynedd Health Authority, I had sought out an HMSO publication which clarified the legal position regarding access to records. Then I went to see an administrator in Gwynedd Health Authority, Bernard Rhodes, in 1985. Rhodes told me that he was the General Manager of GHA, which I later found out to be untrue.  Rhodes was extremely rude and aggressive, was livid that a whippersnapper like me had dared complain and then lied to me again regarding access to my records. When I quoted the guidelines published in the HMSO publication, Bernard yelled at me that he suggested that I went and had a word with HMSO because he wouldn’t be taking any notice of them. My meeting with Bernie ended in a substantial confrontation which resulted in me reminding him that the NHS was there for the benefit of the patients. Rhodes yelled ‘No No No’ and threw me out of his office. Years later I obtained a letter which Rhodes had written to the Top Doctors after I had been to see him in which he stated that he thought that I would be a nuisance for quite some time and ‘the less said to this young lady the better’. See previous posts for details.

Rhodes wasn’t Welsh, he had a northern accent – not Geordie, either Lancashire, Yorkshire or perhaps Cheshire – but then there was an exchange of paedophiles’ friends between different regions, despite the perception of many English migrants to north Wales that ‘they’re all from Gwynedd’.

Years later when I was working as a sociologist at Bangor University, one of the University secretaries, Linda Jones, told me that one of her first jobs had been with Gwynedd Health Authority as Bernard Rhodes’s secretary and that ‘Bernie was a good laugh’. Bernie was also colluding with a sex trafficking gang. At Bangor University, Linda was the secretary for the social work tutors, one of whom was Malcolm John, who had been a fostering and adoption adviser for Gwynedd Social Services when kids were being abused by their foster parents (see post ‘Local Accessories’). I knew that two other social work tutors at Bangor had also colluded with Dafydd and the gang, but one had not, he had left his job with Gwynedd Social Services because of the abuse and neglect of the clients. There was a co-ordinated attempt by his colleagues to force this tutor out of his job and Linda was part of this. Vulnerable students were also told that this man had ‘abused’ clients when he was a social worker. Linda Jones knew that was happening as well and she knew that there was no truth in the allegation.

 

Had Bernard Rhodes read the HMSO publication written by Abel-Smith, I’m sure that Bernie would not have found it quite so offensive as the HMSO publication that I got my paws on which confirmed that I had been told lie after lie after lie by Top Docs, Angels and administrators employed by Gwynedd Health Authority.

How did I used to know when an employee of the NHS in north Wales was lying? I could see their lips moving. That’s how bad it was, none of them could tell the truth about any matter.

 

Abel-Smith’s HMSO publication is a real laugh, because although Abel-Smith obviously wrote this as a PR exercise, there’s a few giveaways in there. For example, in the first part of the publication, when Abel-Smith discussed healthcare before the advent of the NHS, he noted that there were ‘twice as many doctors per head in London as in south Wales’ and that ‘four times the number of doctors per head lived in Bournemouth than in the industrial midlands’.

One look at present day statistics is enough to conclude ‘My how things haven’t changed’.

Abel-Smith confirmed that ‘Wales was particularly poorly served with hospitals. In south Wales, about half the hospital beds were in buildings which were judged when they were taken over, to be too small or ill-equipped for their purpose. No general hospital of the requisite size and quality served the thinly-populated areas of north Wales.’

For years now, there has been constant bellyaching and protests mobilised by the paedophiles’ friends whenever it has been suggested that any ‘hospital’ in north Wales should close. We are not talking state of the art centres of excellence. The first Chief Exec of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board, Mary Burrows, did have a good grasp of how shite and dysfunctional the NHS in north Wales was. Mary was never able to sort things out because she was faced with a co-ordinated attempt to undermine her from within which soon evolved into an all out hate campaign and of course the problems were enormous anyway. Mary and her Board suggested the closure of, among other facilities, a community hospital near Pwllheli and the Blaenau Ffestiniog Memorial Hospital. I am not suggesting that the citizens of Pwllheli and Blaenau should be provided with inferior facilities, but that is actually what they had from those two institutions. Not that the paedophiles’ friends told them that, the paedophiles’ friends told everyone that their communities were under attack. There were ructions and at one public meeting Mary Burrows was confronted by a mob who threatened her with physical violence. This was witnessed by a group of local politicians, scores of local Councillors and a number of journalists, including some armed with TV cameras. No-one called for calm and no journos reported the threats that had been made to Mary. The inadequate ‘hospitals’ in north Wales which existed pre-1948 that Abel-Smith referred to included some of those which Mary was proposing to close in 2010.

 

Chapter 2 of Abel-Smith’s book covered ‘The Early Years, 1948-60’. It was explained that Boards of Governors directly responsible to the Minister of Health ran the 36 teaching hospitals in England and Wales. Those Governors ran the teaching hospitals in Cardiff and Liverpool, which were colluding with Gwynne the lobotomist and for the very first part of his career, Dafydd. Ministers of Health knew what was happening at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, as well as at places like Whitchurch Hospital in Cardiff and at Ely Hospital. Abel-Smith knew what was going on as well. But then Abel-Smith and his gay partner were part of swinging London, they owned a gentlemen’s outfitters which supplied the Rolling Stones and Abel-Smith used to travel to Italy himself to buy the latest styles. When you’ve got cashmere jumpers to purchase for the stars, you can’t waste time concerning yourself with people illegally imprisoned in a dungeon in Denbigh and subsequently lobotomised.

 

Other hospitals were placed under the management of Hospital Management Committees. The planning of hospital services and the employment of the senior medical and dental staff were made the responsibility of Regional Hospital Boards. The Regional Boards appointed the Chairmen and members of the Hospital Management Committees in their region  and the members of Boards and Committees ‘gave their services without payment’.

I became familiar with the selfless service of those who sat on such Boards and Committees out of the kindness of their hearts at a later date in north Wales. It was noticeable how many of them subsequently bagged very lucrative numbers for themselves in health and social care or associated fields, or how many members of their immediate family bagged such lucrative numbers. A good number of those giving up their time willingly to mismanage the statutory services were also involved with businesses which were commissioned by the health and/or social care services.

 

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Abel-Smith explained that separate Hospital Management Committees were set up to run most of the psychiatric hospitals and the hospitals for the mentally handicapped. In north Wales, that was the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and Bryn-y-Neuadd in Llanfairfechan.

So it will have been one such Board/Committee that appointed Dafydd as a consultant to Denbigh in 1964.

In north Wales, Lloyd Tyrell-Kenyon, the 5th Baron Kenyon, sat on a number of these NHS Boards and Committees. Lord Kenyon continued his selfless service into a more recent era; he was Chairman of Clwyd Health Authority in the mid-1970s. Lord Kenyon was also a County Councillor, President of UCNW (Bangor University) for decades, a Magistrate and a member of the North Wales Police Authority. Lord Kenyon was the most senior Freemason in north Wales. Lord Kenyon’s son Thomas was known to be having sex with at least one under-aged boy in the care of the social services. In 1979, Thomas spent the night with this boy and made a complaint to the police that the boy had stolen from him after they had spent the night together. The boy was sent to a detention centre. Thomas faced no charges. In 1993 Thomas died of an AIDS-related illness. See previous posts for further information regarding Lord Kenyon and Thomas.

 

In ‘the early days’ of the NHS, all residents of institutions caring for mentally ill and mentally handicapped were hospital patients, unlike the elderly who could be either in institutions managed by the local authority or in hospital. Access to ‘specialists’ was only by the referral of a GP. Top Doctors still take advantage of this system at present. A number of people in north Wales who have complained about Dafydd and the gang have found it impossible to get a referral elsewhere. There is of course a legal right to a second opinion, but it just doesn’t happen. Around and around the system one goes for years and years, even if a lawyer is employed to assist, but no, one does not ever succeed in getting a referral to anyone who is not a close mate of the member of the gang about whom one has complained and who simply snaps that they agree with Dafydd/whichever member of the gang of paedophiles one is trying to escape from.

 

Abel-Smith tells us that the NHS initially followed the tradition of the Chief Executive of the hospital being the medical superintendent, to whom the matron was responsible. Gwynne the lobotomist was the medical superintendent at Denbigh. As he was also the Chief Executive, if one did wish to make representation after one’s lobotomy – presuming that you could still hold a pen and manage to utter a few words – it was Gwynne one made representation to. However, things changed in the early 1960s when a new broom arrived in north Wales. In the form of Dafydd, who then took over as medical superintendent at Denbigh. And who presumably doubled up as Chief Exec.

 

Abel-Smith explained that as the medical superintendents of general hospitals retired, they were not replaced. An elected member of the medical staff became the channel of communication between the Top Docs and the Management Committees and that ‘later this arrangement was also applied to hospitals for the mentally ill and mentally handicapped’.

Dafydd’s time as medical superintendent did expire, but Dafydd didn’t. Neither did he go elsewhere, he continued banging his way around Denbigh and doing exactly what he wanted. Judging from my experience of Dafydd, he was the channel of communication between himself and everyone else on the planet, although I doubt that anyone had elected him to that position.

Abel-Smith notes that matrons were in ‘an unfavourable position’ compared with the medical staff. Well there it is from the horse’s mouth, I’ve been telling people this for years in the face of all the appeals to Bring Back Matron because she kept everyone in order. Matron didn’t. Matron did ensure that the beds had a nice hospital corner and hospitals in those days were usually clean, but Matron tortured the nursing students, bullied the Angels and ensured that only people in her own mould were appointed as Ward Sisters – people who kicked those below them in the chops repeatedly but toadied to Top Docs and colluded 100% with any wrongdoing. Matrons did wield a degree of authority over medical students and junior doctors, but one word from a Top Doc and Matron would back right off.

I have heard stories from Angels who nursed in the 1950s of student nurses in nurses homes being terrified by aggressive advances from lesbian senior nurses and Matron just telling them to go into their room and shut the door and not say any more about it. I was told by two now elderly nurses from two different hospitals of patients dying after medical students and junior doctors carried out ‘experimental treatment’ on them. Treatment that had been through no ethics committees, was not part of any programme, was done without anyone’s consent  and that could best be described as idiots out of their depth killing patients. Matron knew what was happening but had no authority at all in the face of lethal Top Docs.

 

With regard to funding decisions, in 1948 with the creation of the NHS, a circular was sent to hospital authorities which made it clear that the Minister for Health, Nye Bevan, wished Christmas to be celebrated and that there was authorisation for up to 5 shillings per patient and resident number of staff to be spent. In 1949 a circular from Bevan authorised the use of exchequer funds for patients to provide soap, toothpaste, razor blades, sanitary towels, a selection of newspapers but not ‘cosmetics, permanent-waving, postage stamps, tobacco and sweets’. Hospitals not providing these things is fair with regard to patients who are in for a few weeks at most and who’s relatives are bringing in the grapes every evening anyway. However patients in Denbigh were often there for forty years or more. In later years, those patients did receive a small allowance from social security, but because they weren’t allowed out, there was nothing for them to spend it on anyway, except for the limited range of sweets at the hospital shop and of course fags. All of those hospital shops had ample supplies of fags.

People often used to marvel that long term residents of places like Denbigh dressed in such ‘odd’ clothes, particularly that young women dressed in granny-dresses. The patients did not have access to any other clothes, even in the 1990s. Those hospitals had ‘spare clothes’ for patients who’s clothes wore out or were damaged and those spare clothes were ridiculous. They were not clothes that anyone else in that day and age would have worn. Where places like Denbigh managed to find such clothes from I do not know.

When I was a patient in Springfield Hospital in 1991, my shoes were stolen by another patient. Not in a theft type of way, this lady was brought in by the police late at night, she was an older lady who was completely psychotic and she spent the night in the TV room where I had left my shoes, making some interesting noises and yelling at her voices. In the morning she chucked her breakfast around the room, but not with any malice, it just went flying and then she told the Angels that she was off. Although the police had taken her to Springfield as being in need of care and safety, the Angels let her leave ‘because she’s been in here loads of times’ and she was just a nuisance. This lady took my shoes with her.

I didn’t have any other shoes and being really pissed off at the degree of neglect and callousness that was shown to the person who had gone off with my shoes as well as towards the rest of us, I told the Senior Angel that I thought that Springfield needed to take some responsibility for this and that I’d like the price of a pair of shoes to replace my others. They weren’t expensive, I just asked for £30. I was refused. I explained that I had NO other footwear. After a couple of hours a message was sent from Oppression Central to tell me that I could go to the hospital clothes shop and choose a pair of shoes free of charge. The one human being who worked as an Angel on the ward, a young mixed race student nurse, warned me that whatever shoes I chose, they would be really bad because that’s all that there was in the hospital shop and that I’d need to get some ‘normal’ shoes as soon as I got out of Springfield. She was right, the shoes and the rest of the clothes in the shop were like those that I had never seen before. Institutional 1950s items, nothing else. I didn’t even know that such things were manufactured anymore.

This was a hospital attached to a London medical school which boasted of a flagship Academic Psychiatry Unit. No wonder the long-stay patients looked like no-one else in south London. I selected the least grim shoes available – although they were seriously grim – and I did dispense with them as soon as I was out.

I cannot fathom how such a hospital shop existed. Someone manufactured those clothes and someone in south London in 1991 chose to buy them to sell to Springfield patients who needed clothes. No Angel, Top Doc, any other member of staff or indeed any other patient would have chosen to wear such such clothes. Patients entered Springfield wearing mainstream clothes. No-one resembled the characters from ‘One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest’ in the least and furthermore some patients were quite cool and trendy. So what was going on?

Some years ago a clinical psychologist told me that the standing joke among the clin psych students when they began their training was that many of them would notice that the chronic patients would be wearing ‘schizophrenic trousers’, trousers which didn’t fit and which stopped a few inches above their ankles. I had a laugh at this observation because I’d noticed the syndrome myself, but the clin psych then told me that there was a belief that with chronic illness perhaps there was a problem with judgement and perception which caused people to be unable to choose clothes that fitted. It is an interesting theory, but schizophrenic trousers are far more likely to be the consequence of the utter neglect of the day to day needs of the patients and the presence of a ‘hospital shop’. At very best, the only other opportunities to acquire clothing are usually a brief visit to whatever clothes shop is nearest to the hospital which the Angels agree to take the patient to visit when the patient finally gets the written permission in triplicate needed to leave the hospital to visit a shop. The patient will probably be given ‘one hour’s leave’. They need to get out of the hospital, into the car with the Angels, to the shop, purchase the clothes, back into the Angels’ car, back to the hospital and down the corridor into the relevant  ward within the space of an hour. I suggest that the clin psych students try looking normal under such constraints, they won’t be able to.

 

Nye Bevan and his wife Jennie Lee were known for their champagne socialism lifestyle, their fondness for Harrods and other Knightsbridge shops. Nye Bevan and Jennie Lee lived in Belgravia, although much is made of Nye’s humble origins in Tredegar in south Wales. This is the hovel in which Nye grew up:

 

Historical picture,1950s, of the farm house in Tredegar, South Wales where Labour MP and Minister Aneurin 'Nye 'Bevan Stock Photo

 

I think that’s a rather nice hovel myself, I’d be quite chuffed if I was slumming it in there and even more chuffed if I actually owned that hovel. That hovel would have been a good deal grander than the houses in which many of Nye’s classmates lived.

Nye Bevan obviously did not feel that way about the hovel in Tredegar and he left south Wales to be among like minded souls.

 

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In 1953 a Committee Chaired by the Cambridge economist C.W. Guillebraud examined the present and prospective cost of the NHS to advise on how a rising charge could be avoided while maintaining an adequate service. Iain Macleod, the Minister for Health under Winston Churchill, set up the Committee. Why was Guillebraud’s expertise in particular sought? Abel-Smith doesn’t explain, but Guillebraud had been Macleod’s tutor at Cambridge.

Iain Macleod was born in and spent his youth in Yorkshire, although he attended boarding schools in Scotland. He was the son of a Top Doctor, was close to his father, interested in medicine and accompanied his father on his rounds. Iain Macleod trained as a barrister, but his main income after he qualified was not from his legal work but from gambling, Macleod being an accomplished bridge player. He was Chairman of the Conservative Party at the time of the Profumo Affair. Macleod later became Chancellor of the Exchequer under Ted Heath.

Macleod had many high dramas in his life. At the age of 27, when serving in the British Army as a staff captain, a drunk Macleod nearly killed his boss, a Captain Dawtry. Dawtry had retired to bed rather than play stud poker with Macleod. Macleod shot at Dawtry’s door until his revolver ran out of bullets and then passed out after smashing down the door with a heavy piece of furniture. Macleod demanded an apology from Dawtry the next morning for his refusal to play poker, although the two men remained friends thereafter. Dawtry later became Chief Clerk of Westminster Council.

Macleod was selected as the Conservative candidate for Enfield in 1946, amid allegations of skulduggery. Macleod was strongly supported by the local Young Conservatives, who could vote on constituency association matters despite in some cases being not yet old enough to vote for Parliament.  One of the branch officers for the Enfield constituency was fifteen year old Norman Tebbit. Macleod was subsequently elected as Tory MP for the more winnable seat of Enfield West in 1950.

Macleod worked for Rab Butler in the Conservative Research Dept just before being elected to Parliament. Along with Enoch Powell, Angus Maude and Reginald Maudling, Macleod was seen as a protégé of Butler at the CRD. Butler was later to become a big mate of Trumpers’ when Butler retired from politics and became Master of Trinity College, Cambridge (see post ’95 Glorious Years’). Macleod and Powell were close friends at this time, although Macleod subsequently dropped Powell after Powell’s 1968 ‘Rivers Of Blood’ speech.

It was Macleod who in 1952 announced that Top Doctor Richard Doll had demonstrated the link between smoking and lung cancer. Macleod did so at a press conference throughout which he chain-smoked. Macleod was a Cabinet Minister in Eden’s Gov’t at the time of the Suez Crisis and Randolph Churchill alleged that Macleod almost resigned on 4 Nov 1956. Robert Carr, junior Minister at the Ministry of Labour, wrote that Macleod had doubts but was not especially morally outraged and that Carr saw no evidence that he planned to resign. William Rees-Mogg claimed that Butler persuaded Macleod not to resign, while a lady friend of Macleod’s recorded him turning up at her flat, demanding a drink and declaring that he would have to resign having learned that Eden had deceived the Cabinet.

Suez alienated academics, journalists and other opinion-formers from the Conservative Party. William Rees-Mogg, then a Conservative candidate in the North East, made a speech urging that Macleod be party leader. David Astor of ‘The Observer’, who on 4 Nov 1956 had attacked Eden for ‘crookedness’ in an editorial, wrote to Macleod on 14 Nov, urging him to seize the party leadership so that collusion could be pinned on Eden and Selwyn Lloyd. On 20 Nov 1956 the question of collusion was raised in Cabinet, with Eden and Lloyd (who was in New York at a UN meeting) both absent; it has been suggested that it was probably Macleod who raised it. The Cabinet agreed to stick to Selwyn Lloyd’s formula that Britain had not incited the Israeli attack on Egypt. Eden stepped down as PM in Jan 1957 and Macleod – despite his closeness to Butler – along with the overwhelming majority of his colleagues, backed Harold Macmillan for leader.

In 1958 Macleod, as Minister of Labour, saw the London bus strike. Macleod initially accepted his own Chief Industrial Commissioner’s Investigation into the busmens’ case. Macmillan, backed by the Cabinet, insisted on settling a separate railwaymen’s strike, despite an arbitration award against them, as it was felt that they had more public sympathy than the busmen. On the bus issue, Macleod was overruled and forced to pick a fight with Frank Cousins, the leader of the TGWU, on the pretext that they accept an independent arbitration award. Macmillan had picked a scrap shrewdly, as the busmen had no allies amongst the other unions. Cousins felt compelled to support the strike and Opposition leader Hugh Gaitskill criticised the Gov’t in a speech at Glasgow and moved a motion of censure over Macleod’s treatment of the strike. Macleod, in his Commons speech of 8 May, made a blistering attack on Gaitskell. He was congratulated afterwards by the Labour frontbencher Alf Robens. Roy Jenkins described Macleod’s attack on Gaitskell as ‘high order jugular debating’, accused Gaitskell of weak leadership in appeasing the militants of his own party and attacked him for refusing to endorse the findings of the arbitration tribunal. Cousins wanted to call out the petrol tanker drivers, in breach of another agreement, but was blocked from doing so by the TUC. The strike ended after seven weeks and Macmillan dated the Gov’ts recovery in the polls from this point. Macleod had acquired a national reputation as a tough figure.

Macleod was appointed Secretary of State for the Colonies in Oct 1959. He had never set foot in any of Britain’s colonies, but the Hola massacre had helped focus his thinking on the inevitable end of Empire. In Nyasaland (later Malawi), Macleod pushed for the release of Hastings Banda, contrary to the advice of the Governor and of other politicians. He had to threaten resignation in the Cabinet to get his own way, but won Macmillan round. Banda was released in April 1960 and almost immediately invited to London for talks aimed at bringing about independence. During a visit to Nyasaland in 1960, Macleod is described as having been ‘gratuitously and grossly offensive, extremely rude and downright unpleasant at a meeting with the Governor, the provincial commissioners and senior police officers’. During Hastings Banda’s time as President it is estimated that 18,000 people were killed as a result of human rights abuses. Banda also retained links with apartheid South Africa.

Macleod described his own policy over North Rhodesia (modern Zambia) as ‘incredibly devious and tortuous’ but ‘easily the one I am most proud of’.

In 1961 Macleod published a sympathetic biography of former PM Neville Chamberlain, whose reputation then stood at a very low ebb. The book was largely ghostwritten and had been intended as a potboiler to earn money for Macleod’s daughter’s social season. Macleod used Gov’t papers in breach of the ‘fifty year rule’ then in operation. The PM demanded amendments to conceal the degree of Cabinet involvement in the abdication of King Edward VIII (who was still alive in 1961) and the degree to which two civil servants had demanded that the former King ‘reorder his private life’ afterwards.  Macleod later said ‘It was a bad book. I made a great mistake in writing it. It made me no money and it has done me a lot of harm’.

Macleod became Editor of ‘The Spectator’ and in Jan 1964 published a candid account of the 1963 Tory Party leadership contest, claiming that it was a stitch- up by an Etonian ‘magic circle.’ In his posthumously published book The Art of Memory (April 1982) Rab Butler wrote that ‘every word’ of ‘The Spectator’ article ‘is true’.  Colleagues ‘cut’ Macleod in the Commons after the article and the affair permanently damaged his chances of becoming leader.

Macleod also became a non-executive director of Lombards Bank, which allowed him a chauffeur-driven car.

As Shadow Chancellor in 1967 Iain Macleod helped to found the homeless charity Crisis. Crisis has spent decades not being quite as frank as it could be regarding the numbers of homeless people who were/are kids in care fleeing abuse or the serious neglect shown towards homeless people by the NHS.

Heath appointed Macleod Chancellor in June 1970, but Macleod died the following month. He left behind him an outline budget which included the infamous abolition of free school milk, which became the first significant Ministerial act of the new Education Secretary, Margaret Thatcher. Macleod’s seat was succeeded by Cecil Parkinson.

Macleod coined the term ‘nanny state’.

During his time as Health Minister, Iain Macleod was considered to have consolidated rather than reformed the NHS and defended it against Treasury attacks on its budget.

 

In addition to Macleod’s old tutor Guillebaud, the Committee included J.W. Cook, Professor of Chemistry at Glasgow University; Anne Godwin, Assistant General Secretary of the Clerical and Administrative Workers’ Union; Sir John Maude, past Permanent Secretary of the Ministry of Health and Sir Geoffrey Vickers of the National Coal Board.

The Clerical and Administrative Worker’s Union became the Association of Professional, Executive, Clerical and Computer Staff (APEX) in 1972. APEX was one of the most right wing unions and was at the centre of the Grunwick dispute in the 1970s. APEX advised some immigrant female workers who were being treated appallingly very badly. In the end APEX walked away from them, leaving those workers to be completely shafted. See post ‘A Study In Tyranny’.

Sir Geoffrey Vickers was a soldier, lawyer, administrator and writer. From 1946-48 he was the first Legal Advisor to the NCB. Then Vickers became a member of NCB in charge of manpower, training, education, health and welfare, 1948–55.

Vickers was a member of the Council of the Law Society, 1938-50, a member of the MRC, 1952-60 and Chairman of the Research Committee of the Mental Health Research Fund, 1951-67. During WWII Vickers served as Deputy Director General at the Ministry of Economic Warfare in charge of economic intelligence and as a member of the Joint Intelligence Committee.

For statistical background, the Guillebraud Committee used a memorandum published by Cambridge University Press: ‘The Cost of the National Health Service in England and Wales’ written by one Brian Abel-Smith and Richard Titmuss.

Professor Richard Titmuss was Abel-Smith’s senior colleague at the LSE who was as committed to demonstrating that the NHS was a Good Thing as Abel-Smith was. It’s not that I would have preferred Abel-Smith and Titmuss to have completely opposed the NHS, but they colluded with an enormous degree of deceit by perpetrating the myth that the Poor got a really good deal out of the NHS. They didn’t, the very poorest were getting a very raw deal and the organised abuse of vulnerable people was being facilitated by parts of the NHS from its establishment. The necessity of continuing the lie that the NHS was all about equity and caring for those at the bottom of the heap ensured that the Top Docs and the BMA called all the shots and demanded very high salaries entirely their own terms in tandem with virtually no accountability. Furthermore, the cost of running the NHS was systematically and deliberately underestimated in order to overcome the substantial opposition that there was to it.

No Gov’t has been able to reign the BMA in or indeed reign in the cost of the NHS. Privately, every PM and Health Minister acknowledges that the BMA are an absolute nightmare. Even Tony Blair didn’t satisfy the Top Docs, although he threw money at them and concealed extensive patient harm and death by fiddling statistics and ignoring the gunning down of whistleblowers, even in the case of Mid-Staffs. Only one Health Minister has ever pleased the Top Docs and that was Sir Kenneth Robinson, Health Minister under Harold Wilson. Robinson colluded with the most serious wrongdoing on the part of Top Docs, including the trafficking of vulnerable people and indulged in sleights of hand to give the impression that he was thrashing out fair deals in an uncompromising manner, when in reality he took orders from the Top Docs. See posts ‘The White Heat Of This Revolution’ and ‘Heart of Darkness’.                   .

 

The Guillebraud Committee’s Report was published in early 1956. As Abel-Smith explains in his HMSO publication, the Report concluded that the early estimates of the cost of the NHS were far too low. The estimates had been ‘made before the levels of pay of those working in the NHS had been settled’. That is a reference to the Top Docs who famously had their mouths stuffed with gold by Nye Bevan. Angels at that time were badly paid and the ancillary staff were near-slaves.

There was also an ‘unforeseen demand’ for spectacles and dentures. Except that it wasn’t unforeseen, it was known that a high proportion of the adult population did not have teeth, it was entirely predictable that there’d be a run on dentures. During the first 12 yrs of the NHS, ‘new’ ‘expensive’ drugs became available, including psychotropics ie. those which Gwynne and Dafydd used to drug their victims senseless. The drugs were ‘expensive’ because of the profits that the drug companies knew that they could make from flogging their wares to the NHS. So measures were introduced to limit prescribing, rather than enter meaningful negotiations with drug companies with a view to making drugs available to the NHS at lower cost.

The Minister for Health under Anthony Eden, Robin Turton, told Parliament that the Government ‘broadly accepted’ the conclusions of Guillebraud’s Report. An editorial in ‘The Times’ said the Report might superficially seem to be ‘a bluebook full of hogwash’ but that in fact the Committee had ‘argued their case with considerable thoroughness.’ The Report might have indeed been hogwash but no-one was going to dare say that, it was the nation’s pride and joy, the NHS at stake…

Like Iain Macleod, Robin Turton was a barrister who came from Yorkshire. Turton was the Tory MP for Thirsk and Malton, 1929-74. Turton was given a peerage in 1974.

 

Abel-Smith tells us that in 1955, the Gov’t embarked upon some major hospital building schemes and that Health Minister Iain Macleod ‘gave priority’ to relieving over-crowding in hospitals for the mentally ill and mentally handicapped. In the year 1956-57, nearly one third of the total capital expenditure of Regional Hospital Boards was devoted to such institutions and by 1960, the capital expenditure was 80% greater in real terms than in 1949. So enormous sums of money were being spent on keeping people locked up in appalling conditions in institutions like the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and Bryn-y-Neuadd. The conditions in these places were no secret, although throughout the 1960s and 70s there were a series of scandals in which it was ‘revealed’ that people were being neglected and abused. Of course people in Gov’t and running the NHS knew what was going on, those institutions consumed nearly a third of the budget, no-one would have waved good-bye to that sort of money with no idea of what was being done with it.

 

In the 1950s there were fears ‘in medical circles’ that Britain was training too many Top Docs, so medical schools reduced their intake. In Feb 1955 a Committee was appointed to estimate the long term demand for Top Docs and it concluded that ‘reduction of student intake by about one tenth’ was needed ‘from as early a date as is practicable’. But whoops, the Committee failed to identify the extent of migration of British trained Top Docs to North America, Australasia and elsewhere, which led to problems with the supply and distribution of GPs and a reliance on immigrant Top Docs.

My how things haven’t changed. One thing that Top Docs forget to mention when the Shortage Of Top Doctors is discussed in the media and the BMA are fuming about Irresponsible Gov’ts allowing this to happen, is that the numbers entering medical schools are controlled by the Top Docs themselves. The different branches of the medical establishment are entirely in control of how many Top Docs are trained in the UK. One reason why the Top Docs are keen to ensure that not too many Top Docs are coming off the conveyor belt is that the Top Docs want to keep their market value. A modest supply of Top Docs means that salaries remain high. It also means that if the Top Docs want to behave like complete turds and throw hissy fits instead of entering into negotiations with Gov’t, it is far easier to do so if there is not a large pool of Top Docs for the Gov’t to draw upon to get the work done if some of their colleagues get arsey.

 

Abel-Smith referred to problems regarding the shortage of accommodation for mentally ill and mentally handicapped being aggravated by persistent under-staffing. He stated that over 5000 additional beds was provided for these patients between 1954 and 1960, but that it made no difference to waiting lists.

This does not add up. Statistics tells us that the population of the long-stay psychiatric institutions reached a peak in 1954 at a time of near mass incarceration and then gradually started declining. ‘New forms’ of treatment were cutting lengths of stay. From the early 1950s certain hospitals greatly reduced restrictions and encouraged ‘new attitudes’ to the care of patients. By 1954, new drugs had made it ‘easier to control and relieve symptoms’. And ‘new non-physical and social ways of treating patients’ were spreading. Increasingly the functions of the hospitals were seen to be treatment and rehabilitation rather than care and control. More patients were treated without admission and it became less common for patients to stay in hospital for long periods. Psychiatric units began to be established to treat the mentally ill in general hospitals near their own homes instead of at large distant specialist hospitals.

I don’t think that any of this was true of north Wales. Patients in Denbigh were locked up, lobotomised, electro-shocked and drugged for decades after it was claimed that the ‘new attitude’ and ‘social treatment’ were changing attitudes to patients.

As for the rest of the UK, even if they weren’t blessed with Gwynne and Dafydd, if 5000 extra beds were made available, if the population of psychiatric institutions was falling, why were waiting lists not decreasing? I am wondering if it was true that the numbers incarcerated in Denbigh and similar places really were falling to the extent that had been claimed.

 

Between 1954 and 1957 a Royal Commission Chaired by Lord Percy re-examined the laws governing patients with mental illness or handicap. It was on the basis of this Commission’s Report that the Mental Health Act 1959 was written. It is always stressed that the 1959 Act led to the vast majority of patients ‘being admitted to whatever hospital was appropriate without any legal formality’. Moreover where compulsory powers had to be used, the decisions to use them was taken by Top Docs and social workers, magistrates no longer being involved in such matters.

Dafydd qualified as a Top Doctor shortly before the Mental Health Act 1959 came into being and he did great damage to numerous people under this Act. Psychiatry was by 1959 well-established as a speciality with which no competent doctor would wish to concern themselves and  by that time it was also most definitely being used to silence bothersome people, including the victims of the crimes of people who’s lives and careers would have been destroyed if their offending had been made public. Social workers – or almoners as they were known back then – had no power and simply did what Top Doctors asked them to do.

Welsh speaking Dafydd along with the Welsh speaking social worker who joined him in the 1960s (see post ‘The Village’) used the Mental Health Act 1959 to wreak havoc in north Wales in the name of helping their fellow countrymen. It wasn’t only the North Wales Hospital Denbigh which was used to conceal organised abuse, the Maudsley was as well, as I expect was nearly every psychiatric hospital in the UK.

It was under the Mental Health Act 1959 that Dafydd illegally imprisoned Mary Wynch in 1979. After the scandal surrounding Mary’s case, the Mental Health Act was updated and the Mental Health Act 1983 was passed. The 1983 Act was written by Professor Robert Bluglass, Dafydd’s mate. The code of practice which accompanied the 1983 Act was written by William Bingley, who for decades both in his capacity as Legal Director of MIND and as Chief Exec of the Mental Health Act Commission, concealed the crimes of Dafydd and the gang, as did William’s mother, Lady Juliet Bingley, in her years of service to MIND (see post ‘MIND Are Out For Mental Health – Never For Themselves Of Course…’). Bluglass was appointed to ‘investigate’ my complaint about Dafydd et al illegally imprisoning me by breaching the 1983 Act (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’). There was no action taken against anyone. I know of at least one other person who was illegally imprisoned in Ysbyty Gwynedd under a breach of the 1983 Act by Gwynedd social worker Jackie Brandt, who was involved in one of my unlawful detentions. When I was in Bryn Golau Ward, North Wales Hospital Denbigh, as far as I could work out everyone else that I became very friendly with – some five people – were also held illegally. I suspect that had I known the circumstances of the detention of everyone on the ward, I’d have found that they were all there illegally. Every law was flouted and no-one was held to account. ‘Improved’ Mental Health Acts were irrelevant.

So who was Lord Percy, the genius who took the remit for banging people up for decades away from Magistrates – where it was at least publicly visible – and gave it to a totally corrupt medical profession and a bunch of craven social workers, ensuring that abuses of the law were then conducted under the cloak of medical confidentiality, allowing Dafydd et al to break the law in complete secrecy, making it spectacularly easy for an abusive family to dispose of one of their members?

Eustace Sutherland Campbell Percy, 1st Baron Percy of Newcastle was born in 1887. Lord Percy had died by the time the Act which his Commission recommended had been passed. Percy was a diplomat and Conservative politician. He most notably served as President of the Board of Education under Stanley Baldwin, 1924-29.

It is possible that Lord Percy knew the people who occupied senior positions in the education service in north Wales at that time. One of those was the schools inspector, J.E. Daniel, who’s son Huw Daniel is the corrupt judge who was so looking forward to imprisoning me in 2004 on the basis of the perjury of NHS staff (see post ‘Interesting Happenings In The Legal System’). Dafydd knows Huw Daniel and probably knew J.E. Daniel as well. J.E. Daniel was an early member of Plaid, along with Saunders Lewis, whom Dafydd was mates with when Dafydd was young (see post ‘A Network Stretching Back Decades…’). J.E. Daniel was a Professor at the Bala Theological College, an institution with which the father of Dafydd Iwan and Alun Ffred Jones was associated. Dafydd Iwan is the former Leader of Gwynedd County Council and folk singer who wrote a ‘tribute song’ to Dafydd. Alun Ffred was the AM for Caernarfon, 2003-07 and for Arfon, 2007-16. Before he was elected as an AM, Alun Ffred, like his brother, was the Leader of Gwynedd County Council. He worked as a school teacher and subsequently a journo with HTV and a TV Director and Producer with S4C. Alun Ffred is a graduate of UCNW.

Like Huw Daniel, Dafydd Iwan and Alun Ffred, Lord Percy was born into a noble family, as opposed to Dafydd who is of peasant stock. Lord Percy was the seventh son of Henry Percy, 7th Duke of Northumberland and Lady Edith, daughter of George Campbell, 8th Duke of Argyll. Henry Percy, Earl Percy and Alan Percy, 8th Duke of Northumberland, were his elder brothers. His uncle, the ninth Duke of Argyll, was married to HRH Princess Louise, daughter of Queen Victoria. He was educated at Eton and Christ Church, Oxford.

My knowledge of the ancestry of the very posh is seriously weak, but I presume that Lord Percy of the Banging Up Of The Inconvenient Witnesses is some sort of descendant of a branch of the family which contains the Earls of Northumberland. The 1st Earl of Northumberland was Henry Percy, father of the famous Harry Hotspur. Henry Percy and Hotspur were given the task of subduing the rebellion of Owain Glyndwr, but their attempts to make peace with the Welsh rebels did not meet with the King’s approval.
Lord Eustace Percy served in the Diplomatic Service, 1911-19. He was MP for Hastings, 1921-37. In March 1923 he was appointed Parliamentary Secretary to the Board of Education by Bonar Law. When Stanley Baldwin became PM in May 1923, Percy became Parliamentary Secretary to the Ministry of Health, where he remained until the fall of the Gov’t in Jan 1924. When the Conservatives returned to power in November 1924, Percy was appointed President of the Board of Education. He remained in post until the Gov’t fell in June 1929. Percy subsequently served as Minister without Portfolio under Baldwin, 1935-36. In 1945, Percy chaired the Committee on Higher Technological Education that resulted in the Percy Report. He was Rector of King’s College, Durham (now Newcastle University), 1937-51, in which role he also alternated in the post of VC of Durham University. In 1953 Eustace Percy was given a peerage.
There was a paedophile/trafficking ring based in the North East of England with direct links to Dafydd’s gang based in north Wales, which like Dafydd’s gang had its origins at least as long ago as the 1950s. The gang in the North East was concealed by the Universities of Durham and Newcastle-upon-Tyne. Gwynne and Dafydd’s umbrella Lord John Walton who was President of the BMA, 1980-82, of the GMC, 1982-89 and of the Royal Society of Medicine, 1984-86, qualified at Durham/Newcastle and spent his entire medical career there (see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’).
Here’s Walton brimming over with charming bedside manner:
  • Appointment with the Dean - City Church Newcastle
Walton will have qualified and worked as a junior doctor when Eustace Percy was Rector/VC of Durham. The well-camouflaged paedophiles’ friend Professor Eric Sunderland who arrived as Principal of UCNW in 1984 as the paedophiles sent up a distress flare had previously held a senior role at Durham University, where he had spent many years. Eric was originally from west Wales. Where there was a paedophile gang with links to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. Eric’s wife was from a family in the North East of England.

 

 

Abel-Smith noted that the 1959 Mental Health Act imposed a statutory duty on local authorities to provide accommodation, training and day centres to care for the mentally ill and mentally handicapped outside hospital. Not only was this so obviously completely ignored in north Wales – such services were only just being developed in 1989 – but Abel-Smith admits in his publication that many local authorities did indeed simply not bother to develop the services as ordered by the Act.

During the second half of the 1950s, relationships between Gov’t and the Top Docs became strained over Top Docs pay. Never mind the scandal of mass incarceration, there’s the Top Docs pay to think about. In early 1956, the Top Docs demanded more dosh – despite Nye Bevan having stuffed their mouths with gold less than 10 years earlier. In July the Gov’t stated that they were not willing to look at the Top Docs’ pay claim. The Gov’t finally conceded to an interim payment and set up a Royal Commission in early 1957 to examine Top Docs and dentists pay. The Royal Commission reported in early 1960 and recommended a considerable increase in remuneration, which was paid retrospectively. A review body reporting direct to the PM was established to advise on Top Docs pay in the future, as recommended by the Royal Commission. The Royal Commission was Chaired by Sir Harry Pilkington.

William Henry Pilkington was a glass manufacturer and former President of the Federation of British Industries. He was Chairman of the Pilkington Committee on Broadcasting that produced the controversial Pilkington Report of 1962. Sir Harry was Chancellor of Loughborough University, 1966-80.

Pilkington was educated at Rugby, followed by Magdalene College, Cambridge. He joined the board of the family business, Pilkington Brothers Ltd in 1934 and served as Chairman, 1949-73. The Pilkington business – later known as Pilkington Glass – was based in St Helen’s and for years was the biggest employer in the town. By the 1970s, Dafydd had built up a substantial empire on Merseyside (see post ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’).

Canon Chris Pilkington, who was involved with the Bristol Cancer Centre which was at the middle of a research fraud in 1990 (see post ‘Reports Of Death Were Greatly Exaggerated’), was a member of the Pilkington Glass dynasty and for many years was Rector of the City Parish of St Stephen’s in Bristol. Dafydd’s partner in crime Dr D.G.E. Wood came from a family of Top Doctors in Bristol and had a stronghold in that area.

Sir Alastair Pilkington was Chairman of Pilkington, 1973-80 and Sir Antony Pilkington – a distant cousin of Sir Alastair – was Chairman, 1980-95. Sir Antony’s uncle, Sir Richard Pilkington, was Tory MP for Widnes, 1935-45 and then Poole, 1951-64. Sir Richard was born on Merseyside and his father Arthur Pilkington was Chairman of Pilkington.

In response to the industrial recession of the early 1980s, Pilkington’s had reduced its workforce from 11,500 to 6,700. But they did so on generous terms and much effort – through the pioneering community of St Helen’s Trust, of which Antony Pilkington was founder Chairman in 1978 – to create small-business opportunities for those made redundant. Antony Pilkington was also a Director of GKN, National Westminster Bank and ICI. He was a Governor of Liverpool John Moores University, a member of the Court of Manchester University, a Deputy Lieutenant for Merseyside and High Sheriff of Cheshire in 1996-97.

So Sir Antony was in the midst of many of those previously named on this blog as being involved with or concealing the paedophile ring in north Wales and the north west of England. He was Chairing a company facing serious difficulties on Merseyside in the 1980s. Sir Antony had the disastrous effects of Thatcher’s policies on Merseyside – and then the aftermath – to contend with and he was at the centre of the Liverpool branch of the empire of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and the paedophiles’ friends. He was a Governor of Liverpool John Moores – another Governor was John Hamilton, a very close friend of the paedophiles indeed. Cherie Booth was Chancellor of Liverpool John Moores. Then there was Eric Heffer, Derek Hatton and others on Sir Antony’s doorstep. The whole lot of them were at each others throats and concealing the serious criminality of Dafydd and co (see post ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’).

Sir Antony would have been in a very difficult position indeed.

A senior manager who spent many years with Pilkington’s optronics subsidiary in north Wales, Pilkington PE – which later became Thales Optics Ltd and was then divested from Thales in 2005 as Qioptiq Ltd – knew a great deal about serious organised crime and the abuse of children in north Wales. That is Trevor Jones, the Chancellor of Glyndwr University. Trevor Jones has alighted at every notorious stop during his journey as a paedophiles’ friend – including membership of Clwyd Health Authority whilst Dafydd illegally imprisoned the victims of the paedophile gang in the dungeon there. For full details of Trevor and his criminal associates, see post ‘A Vampire At Glyndwr University!’

William Henry Pilkington was created a life peer in 1968.
The pit of crap is so deep and touches so many people that the Top Docs get their dosh whenever they ask for it.

 

Chapter 3 of Brian Abel-Smith’s book, is entitled ‘Growth and Development – 1960-74’. There is a reference to Enoch Powell’s ‘The Hospital Plan’ of 1962, which Powell produced when he was Health Minister. Abel-Smith does not mention Powell’s VIP visit to the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, which resulted in Powell being so horrified by what he saw that he told the reception committee ‘I will not allow you to do this to people’, returned to London, made his famous ‘Water Towers’ speech and announced the asylum closure programme. Yet Powell never returned to this subject again and I was told by the archivist responsible for the Powell papers that there are no other references to asylums in his papers apart from the Water Towers speech. Someone ensured that Powell left well alone, but I have no idea who. I’m sure that it will have been because of the role of Dafydd et al in the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Powell’s own name is in circulation as someone who may have been involved in the abuse of youngsters. Powell was known to have difficulties in his relationships with women and as a young man he fell in love with other men, but I have been given no evidence that he was an abuser. But someone definitely told him to leave Dafydd and Gwynne alone.

 

In 1966 the paedophiles’ friend Health Minister Sir Kenneth Robinson published a revised version of Powell’s Hospital Plan. It was a more modest plan, but more costly. No wonder the Top Docs loved Sir Kenneth.

It was while Sir Kenneth was Health Minister that Dafydd was given a job as a consultant at Denbigh.

 

Abel-Smith explained that by 1974, there was a plan for a network of District General hospitals across Wales, which Abel-Smith stated – he was writing in 1978 –  ‘should be largely completed in the 1980s’.

A Royal Commission on medical education was appointed in 1965. It issued an internal memo in 1966 stating the urgent need to increase the number of medical students. The final Report of the Commission appeared in 1968 and following this, Harold Wilson’s Gov’t announced plans to nearly double the number of medical students by 1980. The Royal Commission was set up under Kenneth Robinson and was Chaired by Lord Alexander Todd.

Alexander Robertus Todd was a Nobel winning biochemist. Todd graduated from Glasgow University in 1928 and received his PhD from Johann Wolfgang Goethe University of Frankfurt am Mein in 1931. Todd gained another doctorate in 1933 after studying at Oriel College, Oxford. After that, Todd held posts with the Lister Institute, Edinburgh University and the University of London. He spent six months as a visiting Professor at California Institute of Technology and became the Sir Samuel Hall Chair of Chemistry and Director of the Chemical Laboratories of Manchester University in 1938. In 1944, Todd was appointed to the Chair of Chemistry at Cambridge University, which he held until his retirement in 1971. Todd served as a visiting Professor at the University of Chicago in  1948 and University of Sydney in 1950.

Among much other work, Todd  studied alkaloids found in hashish and as Dafydd would say, mari-jew-ana. He served as Chairman of the Gov’ts advisory committee on scientific policy, 1952-64.

Todd was appointed Chancellor of the University of Strathclyde 1975 and a visiting Professor at Hatfield Poly, 1978–1986. Neil Hamilton, the former Tory MP for Tatton who left his seat after public disgrace as a result of allegations of cash for questions and attended social functions with Sir Peter Morrison – Thatcher’s personal friend who was abusing children in care in north Wales, Cheshire and elsewhere – worked as a lecturer at Hatfield Poly while Todd was a visiting Professor there.

Todd was President of the Royal Society, 1975-80. In 1981, Todd became a founding member of the World Cultural Council. Todd was honoured as a Nieuwland Lecturer at the University of Notre Dame in 1948, an Arthur D. Little Visiting Professor at Massachusetts Institute of Technology in 1954 and a Hitchcock Lecturer at the University of California, Berkeley, in 1957.

In 1937 Lord Todd married Alison Sarah, daughter of Nobel Prize winner Sir Henry Dale, who like Todd served as President of the Royal Society. They had a son, Alexander Henry, and two daughters, Helen Jean and Hilary Alison. Alison predeceased Lord Todd in 1987.

Sir Henry Dale was a pharmacologist and physiologist who, when he was a medical student, was at the centre of an early 20th century vivisection scandal, the Brown Dog Affair. Dale was educated at The Leys School – Trumpers’s husband was Headmaster there years later (see post ’95 Glorious Years!’) and The Leys is so proud of Henry Dale that one of the school’s houses is named after him – and Trinity College, Cambridge. During WWII he served on the Scientific Advisory Panel to the Cabinet. Dale was Chairman of the Wellcome Trust, 1938-60.

In Feb 1903, William Bayliss of the Department of Physiology at UCL performed an illegal vivisection, before an audience of 60 medical students, on a brown terrier dog. Bayliss was an enthusiastic vivisectionist, even by the standards of the time.

The Brown Dog was first used in a vivisection in Dec 1902 by Bayliss’s brother-in-law Ernest Starling, who was Professor of Physiology at UCL. Starling cut open the Brown Dog’s abdomen and ligated the pancreatic duct. For the next two months the Brown Dog lived in a cage, until Starling and Bayliss used him again for two procedures on 2 Feb 1903. Outside the lecture room before the students arrived, Starling cut the Brown Dog open again to inspect the results of the previous surgery, after which he clamped the wound with forceps and handed the dog over to Bayliss. Bayliss cut a new opening in the dog’s neck to expose the lingual nerves of the salivary glands, to which he attached electrodes. The aim was to stimulate the nerves with electricity to demonstrate that salivary pressure was independent of blood pressure. The Brown Dog was then carried to the lecture theatre, stretched on his back on an operating board, with his legs tied to the board, his head clamped and his mouth muzzled.

According to Bayliss, the dog had received morphine, then was anaesthetized during the procedure. Some Swedish feminist students who were anti-vivisectionists had infiltrated the lecture and they disputed that the Brown Dog had been adequately anaesthetized. They said that the dog had appeared conscious during the procedure, had tried to lift himself off the board and that there was no smell of anaesthesia or the usual hissing sound of the apparatus. Other students said the Brown Dog had not struggled, but had merely twitched.

In front of around 60 students, Bayliss stimulated the nerves with electricity for half an hour, but was unable to demonstrate his point. The dog was then handed to Henry Dale, then a research student, who removed the dog’s pancreas, then killed him with a knife through the heart. Dale did not have an animal license and throughout the experimentation upon and the subsequent killing of the Brown Dog, the audience of students had laughed and joked.

Barrister and Secretary of the National Anti-Vivisection Society Stephen Coleridge was given extensive notes which the Swedish students had taken while watching the vivisection of the Brown Dog. Stephen Coleridge was the son of John Duke Coleridge, former Lord Chief Justice of England and great-grandson of the poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge. Stephen Coleridge gave an angry speech about the Brown Dog on 1 May 1903 to the annual meeting of the National Anti-Vivisection Society in Piccadilly, attended by 2,000-3,000 people and accused the scientists of torture. Details of the speech were published the next day by the radical ‘Daily News’. Questions were subsequently raised in the House. Bayliss demanded a public apology and when by 12 May it had failed to materialize he issued a writ for libel. Ernest Starling decided not to sue.  ‘The Lancet’ wrote that ‘it may be contended that Professor Starling … committed a technical infringement of the Act.’ (The law had actually been flouted in a number of ways.) 

The libel trial opened at the Old Bailey on 11 Nov 1903 before Lord Alverstone, the Lord Chief Justice and lasted four days. There were queues 30 yards long outside the courthouse. The British Medical Journal called it ‘a test case of the utmost gravity’. Lord Alverstone advised the jury not to be swayed by arguments about the validity of vivisection. The jury unanimously found that Bayliss had been defamed, to the applause of Top Doctors in the public gallery. Bayliss was awarded £2,000 with £3,000 costs; Coleridge gave him a cheque the next day.

The Daily News asked for donations and raised £5,700 within four months to cover Coleridge’s costs. Bayliss donated his damages to UCL for use in research; Bayliss ignored the Daily Mails suggestion that he call it the ‘Stephen Coleridge Vivisection Fund’. It was suggested in 2004 that the fund may still have been in use then to buy animals. The Times declared itself satisfied with the verdict, although it criticized the rowdy behaviour of medical students during the trial, accusing them of ‘medical hooliganism’. The SunStar and Daily News backed Coleridge, calling the decision a miscarriage of justice. The Brown Dog Affair led to a Gov’t appointed Second Royal Commission on Vivisection in 1906.

After the trial, Anna Louisa Woodward, founder of the World League Against Vivisection, raised money for a public memorial and a bronze statue of the Brown Dog was commissioned. Battersea Council agreed to locate the statue in its Latchmere Recreation Ground. Battersea was considered to be a hotbed of radicalism and was closely associated with anti-vivisection. The statue was unveiled in Sept 1906 in front of a large crowd with speakers which included George Bernard Shaw.

 

photograph

 

The statue was accompanied by a plaque which was inscribed with the words:

In Memory of the Brown Terrier Dog Done to Death in the Laboratories of University College in February 1903 after having endured Vivisection extending over more than Two Months and having been handed over from one Vivisector to Another Till Death came to his Release. Also in Memory of the 232 dogs Vivisected at the same place during the year 1902. Men and Women of England how long shall these Things be?

Medical students in London’s teaching hospitals were enraged by the inscription and UCL sought advice as to whether they could take legal action over it. Meanwhile, London medical students rioted. On 20 Nov 1907 a group of students attacked the statue with a crowbar and sledgehammer. Ten of them were arrested by just two police officers. A local Top Doctor told the South Western Star that this signalled the ‘utter degeneration’ of junior doctors: ‘I can remember the time when it was more than 10 policemen could do to take one student. The Anglo-Saxon race is played out.’ They just weren’t making junior medics like they used to.

Several students were fined ₤5 by the magistrate, Paul Taylor. This triggered another protest two days later, when 1,000 medical students from UCL, King’s, Guy’s and the West Middlesex hospitals marched along the Strand, waving miniature brown dogs on sticks and a life-sized effigy of the magistrate, and singing, ‘Let’s hang Paul Taylor on a sour apple tree / As we go marching on’. The Times reported that they tried to burn the effigy but, unable to light it, threw it in the Thames instead. Women’s suffrage meetings were invaded, though the students knew that not all suffragettes were anti-vivisectionists. A meeting organized by Millicent Fawcett on 5 Dec 1907 was left with chairs and tables smashed and one steward with a torn ear. The Daily Express reported it as ‘Medical Students Gallant Fight with Women.’

Here’s a feminist with a sense of history who gives the Top Doctors her unstinting support under all circumstances:

 

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The rioting reached its height five days later, on 10 Dec, when 100 medical students tried to pull the memorial down. The protest had been organized to coincide with the annual Oxford-Cambridge rugby match at Queen’s Club, West Kensington. The protesters hoped (in vain, as it turned out) that some of the thousands of Oxbridge students would swell their numbers. The intention was that, after toppling the statue and throwing it in the Thames, 2,000–3,000 students would meet at 11:30 pm in Trafalgar Square. Street vendors sold handkerchiefs stamped with the date of the protest and the words, ‘Brown Dog’s inscription is a lie, and the statuette an insult to the London University.’

In the afternoon protesters headed for the statue, but were driven off by locals. The students proceeded down Battersea Park Road instead, intending to attack the Anti-Vivisection Hospital, but were again forced back. When one student fell from the top of a tram the workers shouted that it was ‘the brown dog’s revenge’ and refused to take him to hospital. A second group of students headed for central London, waving effigies of the brown dog, joined by a police escort and, briefly, a busker with bagpipes. As the marchers reached Trafalgar Square, they were 1,000 strong, facing 400 police officers, 15 of them on horseback. The students gathered around Nelson’s Column, where the ringleaders climbed onto its base to make speeches.

While students fought with police on the ground, mounted police charged the crowd, scattering them into smaller groups and arresting the stragglers, including one Cambridge undergraduate, who was arrested for ‘barking like a dog’. The fighting continued for hours before the police gained control. At Bow Street magistrate’s court the next day, ten students were bound over to keep the peace; several were fined 40 shillings, or £3 if they had fought with police.

‘As we go walking after dark,
We turn our steps to Latchmere Park,
And there we see, to our surprise,
A little brown dog that stands and lies.
Ha, ha, ha! Hee, hee, hee!
Little brown dog how we hate thee.’

Sung by rioters to the tune of ‘Little Brown Jug’

Rioting broke out elsewhere over the following days and months, as medical and veterinary students united. When Lizzy Lind af Hageby arranged a meeting of the Ealing and Acton Anti-Vivisection Society at Acton Central Hall on 11 Dec 1906, over 100 students disrupted it, throwing chairs and stink bombs when she tried to speak. The Daily Chronicle reported: ‘The rest of Miss Lind-af-Hageby’s indignation was lost in a beautiful ‘eggy’ atmosphere that was now rolling heavily across the hall’. Furniture was smashed and clothing torn. The riots saw trade unionists, socialists, Marxists, liberals and suffragettes descend upon Battersea to fight the medical students, even though the suffragettes were not a group toward whom male workers felt any warmth. The ‘Brown Terrier Dog Done to Death’ by the male scientific establishment united them all.

According to Coral Lansbury, the fight for women’s suffrage became closely linked with the anti-vivisection movement. Lansbury argues that the Brown Dog Affair became a matter of opposing symbols, the iconography of vivisection striking a chord with women. The vivisected dog on the operating board blurred into images of suffragettes force-fed in Brixton Prison, or women strapped down for childbirth or forced to have their ovaries and uteruses removed as a cure for ‘mania’.

 

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

However, life is not simply a matter of Two Ovaries Good, Two Testicles Bad. Here’s Dafydd’s accomplice sporting what Brown described as ‘an ill-advised wig’:

 

Lucille Hughes

 

Miss Hughes joined Caernarfonshire County Council as a Social Worker in the Children’s Department in September 1958. She was Children’s Officer in Anglesey from 1966-1969, returning to Caernarfonshire as Children’s Officer until 1974 when she was appointed Principal Assistant Director in the new Social Services Department following Local Government Reorganisation. Miss Hughes subsequently held the posts of Deputy Director and Director of Social Services. Miss Hughes was a member of the Citizens Advice Bureau for 20 years, and nowadays she is a National Trust steward at Penrhyn Castle and also works for her church. She enjoys attending music concerts, and is also an art lover. She has been a member of Bangor & District Soroptimists for over 40 years. Within CAIS, Miss Hughes is particularly committed to supporting training and high standards of professional service. She is also especially interested in CAIS’s approach to its service users, and proud that respect, collaboration and partnership have become CAIS values and that the Board, management, staff and service users are working on these together. Miss Hughes facilitated a vicious paedophile gang for decades.

 

Coral Lansbury wrote that the medical students saw themselves and their teachers as the ‘New Priesthood’ and the women and trade unionists as representatives of superstition and sentimentality.

Sir Henry Dale:

Henry Hallett Dale - Wikipedia

 

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Questions were asked in the Commons about the cost of policing the statue, which required six constables a day. London’s Police Commissioner wrote to Battersea Council to ask that they contribute to it. Councillor John Archer later Mayor of Battersea and the first black mayor in London, told the Daily Mail that Battersea was already paying £22,000 a year in police rates. The Canine Defence League wondered whether, if Battersea were to organize raids on laboratories, the laboratories would be asked to pay the policing costs themselves. Suggestions were made through the letters pages of the Times and elsewhere that the statue be moved, perhaps to the grounds of the Anti-Vivisection Hospital. The British Medical Journal wrote in March 1910: ‘May we suggest that the most appropriate resting place for the rejected work of art is the Home for Lost Dogs at Battersea, where it could be “done to death”, as the inscription says, with a hammer in the presence of Miss Woodword, the Rev. Lionel S. Lewis, and other friends; if their feelings were too much for them, doubtless an anaesthetic could be administered’.

Here’s Hippocrates, the Father Of Medicine:

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Top Doctors of Gwynne and Dafydd’s vintage swore the Hippocratic Oath, although tradition was later broken after abortion became legal. When Brown’s brother was about 17, he observed that Gwynne was more Hypocritic Oaf than Hippocratic Oath. Someone tried to murder Brown’s brother just a few years later.
A number of medical conditions bore Hippocrates’ name. Risus sardonicus, a sustained spasming of the face muscles, is known as the Hippocratic Smile. The most severe form of hair loss and baldness is called the Hippocratic form. 
The Hippocrates Prize for Poetry and Medicine was founded in 2009. The founders ‘wished to draw together national and international perspectives on three major historical and contemporary themes uniting the disciplines of poetry and medicine: medicine as inspiration for the writings of poets; effects of poetic creativity on the experience of illness by patients, their families, friends, and carers; and poetry as therapy’. How about this for an entry:
‘As we go walking after dark,
We turn our steps to Latchmere Park,
And there we see, to our surprise,
A little brown dog that stands and lies.
Ha, ha, ha! Hee, hee, hee!
Little brown dog how we hate thee.’

Battersea Council grew tired of the controversy over the statue and a new Conservative Council was elected in Nov 1909 amid talk of removing the Brown Dog. There were protests in support of it and the 500-strong Brown Dog memorial defence committee was established. Twenty thousand people signed a petition, and 1,500 attended a rally in Feb 1910. There were more demonstrations in central London and speeches in Hyde Park, with supporters wearing masks of dogs.

The protests were to no avail. The statue was quietly removed before dawn on 10 March 1910 by four council workmen, accompanied by 120 police officers. Nine days later, 3,000 anti-vivisectionists gathered in Trafalgar Square to demand its return, but it was clear by then that Battersea Council had turned its back on the affair. The statue was at first hidden in the borough surveyor’s bicycle shed, according to a letter his daughter wrote in 1956 to the British Medical Journalthen reportedly destroyed by a council blacksmith, who melted it down. Anti-vivisectionists filed a High Court petition demanding its return, but the case was dismissed in Jan 1911.

On 12 Dec 1985, a new memorial to the Brown Dog was unveiled by actress Geraldine James in Battersea Park. Created by sculptor Nicola Hicks and commissioned by the National Anti-Vivisection Society and the British Union for the Abolition of Vivisection, the new dog is mounted on a 5-foot-high Portland stone plinth and based on Hicks’s own terrier, Brock. 

Echoing the fate of the previous memorial, the new dog was moved into storage in 1992 by Battersea Park’s owners, the Conservative Borough of Wandsworth, they said as part of a park renovation scheme. Anti-vivisectionists campaigned for its return, suspicious of the explanation. It was reinstated in the park’s Woodland Walk in 1994, near the Old English Garden, a more secluded spot than before.

In 1992 social workers employed by Wandsworth Borough Council were facilitating a paedophile gang in south London with links to Dafydd and Lucille’s gang in north Wales (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’). The south London gang, as well as Dafydd’s gang, was also being concealed by Top Docs at St George’s Hospital Medical School, just down the road from Wandsworth and some of those concealing organised abuse lived in Wandsworth. As did Michael Mansfield QC, who was studiously ignoring the activities of those gangs. One member of staff at St George’s who was colluding with the gangs in 1992 was Prof Geoffrey Chamberlain, some of who’s colleagues were conducting animal experiments but denying what they were doing. Chamberlain himself, in the mid-1960s, experimented upon a living foetus of 7 months gestation which he had aborted. When Chamberlain finished the experiment, he killed the foetus. For further details, see post ‘Now Then…’. When I worked for Chamberlain in 1991, there was a preserved fully formed but very small foetus sitting in a jar in a shelf in one of the labs. Minding its own business but very casual like. I suspect that it shouldn’t have been there because when I asked a benign question about that foetus I got my head bitten off.

Here’s one of Chamberlain’s personal friends who when she was on Desert Island Discs spoke of her heartbreak at losing a premature baby:

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Abel-Smith explained that teaching hospitals were prioritised in the hospital building programme and he mentions that in 1971 the flagship first purpose built completely integrated teaching hospital and medical school in Britain was built at Cardiff. That is of course the University Hospital at Cardiff, known to locals as the Heath. The child molester George Thomas aka Lord Tonypandy seems to have had a very chummy relationship with the Heath and the bungalow in which he lived was on its doorstep. The Heath was choc full of all those Top Doctors who were concealing the crimes of Dafydd and the gang, as well as the crimes of one George Thomas and others in south Wales. George Thomas really loved medical charities and one big medical charity in Cardiff bore his name until the stream of revelations regarding his sex offending became so embarrassing that the charity changed its name.

Previous blog posts have discussed the experiences of a school friend of mine who was a medical student in Cardiff during the 1980s and found out that there were big problems at the Heath then. Cardiff medical students knew about malpractice and the dreadful conduct of certain people but felt unable to challenge it. The students also knew about even bigger problems in the NHS in north Wales, Cardiff students all dreaded being sent on placement to north Wales. The problems didn’t go away and over the last few years the medical school in Cardiff has seen its reputation plummet, which is what happens when serious misconduct is ignored.

 

Abel-Smith explained that the hospital building programme was implemented by Regional Hospital Boards and by the Boards of Governors of teaching hospitals. Regional architects and engineers planned some hospitals but usually private architects were commissioned to work with them. According to Abel-Smith, so little hospital building had been done over previous 20 yrs that British architects and engineers lacked experience, so a visit was arranged to the US to study recent developments. The Dept of Health produced guidelines on design and also launched a major research and development programme in hospital planning.

I’m a bit surprised by this. Surely it would have not been beyond the wit of architects and engineers to sit down and have a good think about what would be needed to build a hospital? However the fuckwittery to which Abel-Smith referred might explain the constant problems that were discovered after Ysbyty Glan Clwyd and Ysbyty Gwynedd were built in the 1980s. I remember being told that the same person designed both hospitals and there were serious design faults. Some of the faults were only discovered after the hospitals were in operation when bits of them started falling apart, but there were some real howlers as well, such as the mortuary being sited in a totally inappropriate part of the building, I think it was next to the kitchens or something equally crazy. In the 1980s Welsh TV news regularly featured items regarding yet another bit of one of those two hospitals which was having to be rebuilt or redesigned. Knowing the way in which the NHS in north Wales conducts business I presume that the contracts for building those hospitals would have gone to the mate of a Top Doc or senior manager who will have been clueless and out of their depth.

Abel-Smith explains that ‘Wales was advantaged’ in the distribution of the dosh for the hospital building programme and that larger shares of dosh were given to the authorities whose needs seemed to be greatest need. It is obvious that in Wales this could not have happened. Facilities in rural Wales were still lacking even after the new hospitals were built. There was however the one massive, flagship envy-of-the-UK institution in Wales – the University Hospital in Cardiff, which must have taken up the greater part of the hospital building programme budget allocated to Wales. The University Hospital which employed all the big wigs who were concealing all the crap, who also had a very cosy relationship with George Thomas.

George Thomas was Secretary of State for Wales, 1968-70. Responsibility for Health in Wales was assumed by the Welsh Office in 1969. Before George Thomas was Secretary of State for Wales, he was a Minister in the Welsh Office, under Cledwyn Hughes aka Lord Cledwyn. Lord Cledwyn was the Labour MP for Anglesey and was considered so influential in the Labour Party in Wales that when the Windbag was a whippersnapper, Glenys’s parents, who were mates of Lord Cledwyn, made a point of ensuring that the Windbag got to know him because that would be the route to success for the Windbag. So Cledwyn Hughes and George Thomas were in the Welsh Office when decisions were being made regarding which hospitals would be built in Wales and where.

Does the Windbag know if that ridiculous bungalow in which George Thomas and his mother lived which was on the doorstep of the Health was funded by the NHS as well? After all, it was George Thomas who did that dodgy deal with a firm of builders which resulted in them bagging the lucrative contract to build an estate of houses in Cardiff…

 

Brian Abel-Smith noted that although more psychiatric units were developed in the general hospitals, ‘the adequacy and suitability’ ‘varied considerably’. Indeed the ones in north Wales were completely inadequate, so more were built, which were also inadequate. Although the biggest problem, as I always stress, was not the buildings it was the staff.

Abel-Smith fessed up that it was difficult to attract staff to work in the mental handicap hospitals because they were old and isolated. The staff were often also abusing the patients, which is never a magnet for people who want to do a good job. Of course in Bryn-y-Neuadd in Llanfairfechan, although that too was an old isolated hospital, those two forward thinkers Ann and Michael Craft rocked up there to carry out ‘research’ into the sexual histories of the patients, ‘research’ with which Dafydd was involved. Being a pioneer of Empowerment, Ann also supported patients to explore their sexuality and supported them in their choice to conduct sexual relationships (see post ‘The Old Devils’). Those patients were given absolutely no choice over any other area of their lives, but they were given choice regarding with whom they had sex. Although as many of the Bryn-y-Neuadd patients had difficulties communicating, it would have been not been easy for a layperson to know if the patient was desperate to have sex with them, but with Ann Craft there to support them, I’m sure that communication difficulties would have presented no problems.

Dafyd and Lucille’s friend, Trustee and Vice-Chair of CAIS, Cledwyn Williams,  spent many happy years running the mental handicap service in north Wales:

 

Cledwyn Williams

 

From 1983 to 1996 Cledwyn was Assistant Director of Social Services, responsible for mentally handicapped services and for the all-Wales strategy for people with learning disabilities. He was responsible for developing services for people with learning disabilities for the education, health & social services group. After this, he became Director of Social Services for Conwy.

 

In the late 1960s, there were so many scandals involving neglect and abuse in long stay hospitals that Secretary of State for the DHSS Richard Crossman initiated a re-examination of the standards of care in hospitals for the mentally ill and mentally handicapped. Among the many scandals and Committees of Inquiry, there were none involving Denbigh, although it was admitted after the Ely Hospital Scandal that conditions at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh were worse. The Ely Scandal remains one of the most shocking scandals that there has been in the UK. George Thomas described the ‘nursing’ at Ely as ‘old-fashioned’. Patients were kicked, beaten and doused with cold water.

Dick Crossman was Secretary of State for Health and Social Services, 1968 to 1970, after which he became Editor of the New Statesman. Crossman was an Oxford graduate who during WWII served in the Special Operations Executive making anti-Nazi propaganda material. Such experience would have been put to good use at the DHSS, dealing with those old fashioned Angels.

In 1969 Crossman established the Hospital Advisory Service, which employed teams to visit long stay hospitals and give advice locally regarding improving patient care. The Director of the HAS also reported to the Secretary of State regarding conditions in particular hospitals. Crossman knew what was happening in north Wales.

In 1957 Crossman joined Nye Bevan and Morgan Phillips in a controversial lawsuit for libel against ‘The Spectator’. Crossman and co won the case and bagged damages. Years later, Crossman’s posthumously published diaries revealed that the allegations made by ‘The Spectator’ had indeed been true and Crossman, Bevan and Phillips had perjured themselves. Strong Woman Gwyneth Dunwoody, Labour MP for Exeter, 1966-70 and Crewe and Nantwich, 1974-2008, attempted to pass legislation that would have concealed the truth regarding the perjury of Crossman et al. Gwyneth Dunwoody was the daughter of Morgan Phillips. Gwyneth’s husband John Dunwoody was a Top Doctor and Labour MP for Falmouth and Cambourne. John Dunwoody was a junior Minister in the DHSS under Dick Crossman. The Labour Party had their eye on John Dunwoody as a future Secretary of State for the DHSS and he was talked up in much the same way that Dr Death always was, but it all went pear shaped and Dunwoody left politics and returned to being a Top Doctor running huge swathes of London’s NHS. The Dunwoodys had a truly dreadful daughter, Tamsin, who rocked up as an AM in Wales until things finally fell apart for her as well. The Dunwoody clan were all involved in concealing the crimes of Dafydd and the gang. See previous posts for further details regarding the sordid activities of the Dunwoodys.

 

In 1971 a White Paper was published regarding better services for the  mentally handicapped. A 20 yr plan was envisaged, with greatly increased local authority residential places and day centre places. This led to the nearly halving of the numbers of long stay patients in mental handicap hospitals and a major extension in community care facilities. Although not in Wales. Those who were exploring their sexuality in Bryn-y-Neuadd did not even begin to be resettled in community care facilities until the late 1980/early 1990s.

When the resettlement began, many found themselves living in homes provided by a company called Cartrefi Cymru. I knew someone who worked as a support worker for Cartrefi Cymru and she maintained that it was complete chaos. Turnover of staff was incredibly high because of the terrible pay and inadequate facilities and there was completely inadequate support for ‘clients’. One male resident developed mental health problems as a result of spending months living in a house with a female client who was highly sexually aggressive of whom he was terrified. I expect that she’d been taught to explore her sexual needs by Ann and Michael Craft. My friend made repeated representation to the managers of Cartrefi Cymru about the problems but was simply told ‘it has to work, they’re in the community now’. The male resident eventually had a breakdown. Dafydd’s colleague Tony Francis refused to treat him on the grounds that he was mentally handicapped and Francis Didn’t Do Them.

My friend’s observations to her senior colleagues that no-one else would be expected to share a house with a sexually aggressive person of whom they were petrified and that people with learning disabilities should not be refused NHS care for mental health problems were ignored.

One of the Directors of Cartrefi Cymru is Dr Peter Higson, a former clinical psychologist in, and the former manager of, the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. Higson’s sister Dr Ruth Hussey is a Role Model For Wimmin, being a Top Doctor who is the former Chief Medical Officer for Wales. Here’s Ruth, picking up her honorary fellowship from Bangor University:

Dr Ruth Hussey

 

Here’s her brother, who when Ruth was honoured by Bangor University, was sitting on the governing body of Bangor University:

16 Peter Higson

Dr Peter Higson grew up in the Conwy Valley.  Peter studied psychology at Bangor University and then went on to complete a PhD. Peter started working in the NHS in 1977 at the former North Wales Psychiatric Hospital in Denbigh first as a research psychologist and then a clinical psychologist. In the mid 1980s Peter changed career direction into health service management. In 1993 Peter became a Director of the former Clwydian Community Care NHS Trust until moving in 1998 to become a Director of the former North Wales Health Authority. In 2002 Peter secured a secondment to ELWa and was its interim Chief Executive in 2003-4. Peter was then appointed as the first Chief Executive of Healthcare Inspectorate Wales in 2004 and remained in this post until he retired at the end of 2012. Peter was appointed as Chair of Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board in October 2013.
Peter Higson has been embroiled in scandal in every post which he has held, but it certainly hasn’t held him back. If any readers know who his parents were, please do let me know. Like Huw Daniel, Dafydd Iwan and Alun Ffred, I expect that Peter and Ruth are of Noble Birth. However I suspect that Peter’s career from the early 1980s onward owes much to his knowing where the bodies are buried at Denbigh. Literally.

 

 

Abel-Smith observed that although local authorities had been given community care duties from 1959, by 1974, only half the places needed for training and occupation for mentally handicapped adults were provided and only about one third of the places needed for residential facilities. Some local authorities had made no provision at all. I wonder which LAs that might have been?

Abel-Smith explained that ‘provision for the mentally ill was still more deficient’. In 1974, only approximately one sixth of the day centre places and one third of the residential care facilities estimated to be needed were available and ‘community social work and other community services were seriously under-developed’.

How did it all happen, what with the plans being announced in 1959?

I’m glad to say that those at the heart of Gov’t may have been a little slow in providing accommodation and other basics for vulnerable people but there was one need which was prioritised. In 1966, the paedophiles’ friend Kenneth Robinson asked LAs to provide family planning services on medical grounds free of charge and from 1967, LAs were given the power to provide family planning services free of charge ‘for those who needed them’ for non-medical as well as medical reasons. The only people I know who ever availed themselves of the infamous NHS free condoms (which I was told were grossly inferior to the ones which are purchased over the counter from Boots) were various people having a massively hard time, who were in the clutches of the Top Docs and social workers after having grown up in care, become pregnant when they were still at school etc. Advice, or rather direct orders regarding ‘family planning’, rains down upon the head of these folk like there is no tomorrow, as do instructions to get themselves sterilised. It is all accompanied by ‘it’s for their own good or they’ll get pregnant’.

Unplanned pregnancies, particularly among people who would have trouble looking after the resultant babies, do of course lead to difficulties. However I have watched what has been going on for nearly 40 years now and the story in Somerset and north Wales was the same. Vulnerable people who were being sexually used, often by those caring for them, were in some cases being actively prepared for sex and in other cases were being kitted out to ensure that those sexually exploiting them did not have to face the consequences of making them pregnant. One group of NHS workers who know damn well when people are being sexually abused are those dishing out the contraceptives, performing the abortions and treating the STIs. It was one such Angel who blew the whistle on one of the big trafficking rings in the north of England. No-one else has. Everyone involved in ‘family planning’ in north Wales knew that kids in care and residents of the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and Bryn-y-Neuadd were becoming pregnant. Yes those people do have consenting relationships with each other, but the rate at which they were becoming pregnant (or infected) was such that it was not the result of mutually consenting relationships. Furthermore Top Doctors and Angels were being told by the children/patients what had happened. No-one said a word.

People like Kenneth Robinson knew exactly who were in receipt of ‘family planning for non-medical reasons’ and it wasn’t usually women in happy relationships who were just waiting for a while before they started a family.

 

As a result of the 1966 Salmon Report, Chief Nursing Officers were appointed who were responsible for nursing services in each group of hospitals. Parallel to this were the Directors of Nursing Services who were responsible to the local authority. People who occupied these positions knew precisely how patients in north Wales were being abused and mistreated. Some people with these job titles were still in place in the 1980s and their names appear on my documents. They were the Angels at the top of the tree who were attending meetings about the problem that was me while failing to respond to my letters which detailed serious criminal activity on the part of their colleagues.

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Brian Abel-Smith notes that although Angels were still badly paid, between 1948 and 1974 the pay for a consultant Top Doc at the top of the pay scale had multiplied by more than four times.

 

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Professor Abel-Smith noted that the League of Hospital Friends had rapidly expanded by 1974 and were involved with ‘supporting’ long stay patients. The League of Friends in north Wales were always busy and because they had direct contact with the patients they could hardly have not noticed the state that some of them were in or the conditions in Denbigh. The League of Friends were usually elderly insiders, often retired Angels or the wives of the Top Doctors and administrators.

 

Chapter 4 of Abel-Smith’s book is concerned with the reorganisation of NHS. In 1962 a ‘non-Governmental Committee’ established by Top Doctors and Chaired by Top Doctor Sir Arthur Porritt produced recommendations with regard to the reorganisation of the NHS.

Col Arthur Porritt was born in New Zealand, the son of a Top Doctor. Porritt himself studied medicine at Magdalen College, Oxford. Porritt represented New Zealand at the 1924 Summer Olympics in Paris. It was this race against Harold Abrahams that was later immortalised in the film ‘Chariots Of Fire’. Porritt was New Zealand’s team manager at the 1934 British Empire Games in London and 1936 Summer Olympics in Berlin. Porritt was the New Zealand member of the International Olympic Committee, 1934-67 and he was the first President of the IOC Medical Commission, serving from 1961-67. So Arthur Porritt had something to do with the laughable and discredited ‘sex tests’ which were supposedly designed to ensure that female athletes were actually female, on the grounds that the gender of some of those Russian shot putters was open to question. Women athletes themselves maintained that the ‘sex tests’ were no more than a grope fest.

Porritt served as Chairman of the British Empire and Commonwealth Games Federation from the 1950 Auckland games to the 1966 Kingston games.

Porritt became a house surgeon at St Mary’s Hospital Paddington and later that year was appointed surgeon to the Prince of Wales, the future King Edward VIII.

I think I understand why the Top Docs ensured that Porritt Chaired their ‘non-Governmental Committee’ to advise on the reorganisation of the NHS.

During WWII Porritt served with the Royal Army Medical Corps and was involved in the D Day landings. He ended his military career in September 1956, with the honorary rank of Colonel in the TA. Porritt was King’s Surgeon to George VI, 1946-52, and was Serjeant Surgeon to Lilibet until 1967. 

In 1955 Porritt was asked by the suspected serial killer Top Doc John Bodkin Adams to operate on his patient Jack Hullett for colon cancer. The death of Hullett under Adams’ supervision a few months later followed soon after by the death of his wife, led to Adams being put on trial for Bobby’s murder in 1957. He was acquitted but is suspected in up to 163 deaths. Harriet Harman’s dad Dr John Harman gave evidence for the defence at Adams’s trial. See previous posts for details of the Bodkin Adams case.

Porritt  became President in 1960 of both the BMA and the Royal College of Surgeons of England and retained the presidency of the RCS until 1963. In 1966 he was elected President for two years of the Royal Society of Medicine, but served only one year before leaving for New Zealand.

In 1967 Porritt returned to New Zealand to be appointed by the Queen on the advice of PM Keith Holyoake as the 11th Governor-General of New Zealand.

 Prior to the 1969 General Election Porritt argued in a speech to the Southern Cross Medical Care Society that the welfare state was ‘uneconomic’. Porritt’s wife created controversy, when she replied to a question on equal pay for women by stating ‘Perhaps when New Zealand, like India and Israel, produces a woman prime minister it will be time to call a halt to the emancipation movement’.

 

These feminists are only Women’s Libbers because they’re too fat and ugly to get a man.

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At his last Waitangi Day speech in 1972, Arthur Porritt caused yet more offence by stating that: ‘Maori-Pakeha relationships are being dealt with adequately through the biological process of intermarriage’.

I’m not going to comment.

At the end of his term as Governor-General of New Zealand in Sept 1972 England got Porritt back again.

Sir Arthur was an enthusiastic Freemason. He was initiated in Oxford University’s Apollo University Lodge No 357 on 13 June 1925 and later joined other English Constitution lodges, including Sancta Maria Lodge No. 2682 (a Top Doctors’ lodge), Prince of Wales’s Lodge No. 259 (a so-called ‘red apron’ lodge as it nominates one of the 19 Grand Stewards each year, who wear red aprons), and Royal Alpha Lodge No. 16 (membership of which is at the personal invitation of the Grand Master).

During his term as Governor-General (1968–1971), Porritt served as Grand Master of the Grand Lodge of New Zealand.

Sir Ronnie Waterhouse emphasised that he found not a scrap of evidence to suggest that Freemasonry had played any part at all in the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. But then Ronnie missed the biggest parts of the whole scandal, so it was hardly surprising that he didn’t notice the involvement of a great many Masons, even the Masons with whom he was personally friendly.

Lord Porritt  – as Sir Arthur became – was the father of Jonathan Porritt, the environmental activist who caused confusion among some other activists because he was rather posher than the rest of them.

 

Jonathan Porritt was educated at Eton and Magdalen College, Oxford. He trained as a barrister but instead worked as a teacher at St Clement Davies Grammar School in Shepherd’s Bush, 1974-84. In the late 1970s/early 80s, Porritt was involved with the Ecology Party (now known as the Green Party). Porritt Chaired the Ecology Party, 1979-80 and 1982-84. Porritt was Director of Friends of the Earth, 1984-90. Friends of the Earth in those days was based at 9 Poland Street, London, along with a number of organisations with varying reputations, including one with links to organisations campaigning for paedophiles’ rights. The charity Release was also based at 9 Poland Street.

Release offered help to people arrested and/or imprisoned for/on drugs offences. I know someone who was unlawfully arrested and imprisoned by Dafydd et al for more than a year in the mid-1980s after the police planted class A drugs on him and his wife. This man had been violently assaulted by the North Wales Police when he objected to a Sergeant joining him in the loo. Before being transferred to Denbigh, he’d spent weeks in the ‘hospital wing’ of Risley Remand Centre, where he heard the screams of other inmates as they were beaten up by the screws. When in Denbigh, he rang Release and was most impressed when a man from Release came to visit him in Denbigh, all the way from London. The man explained that there was nothing that Release could do to help.

The man from Release knew of the circumstances of the Denbigh patient’s arrest and imprisonment and he will have known how illegal it all was. He also will have noticed the conditions at Denbigh and probably realised that he was visiting someone who had been a witness to very serious crime. The man from Release returned to London and was never heard of again.

In the 1992 General Election, Jonathan Porritt backed Cynog Dafis, who stood in Ceredigion as the joint Plaid/Green Party candidate. Many people alleged that Dafis was involved with a very dirty deal but no-one would actually clarify what the deal was. The deal did however lead to an overwhelming victory for Cynog Dafis, who defeated Geraint Howells, the Lib Dem who had held the seat since 1974. Lord Geraint had been one of those who had supported Mary Wynch, before everyone was terrorised into pretending that they’d never heard of her.

In 1992 the North Wales Police investigation into the possibility of a VIP paedophile ring operating in north Wales/Cheshire was underway.

In 1994, the Green Party Regional Council suspended Porritt for supporting Dafis and demanded that Dafis should stop identifying himself as a Green.

Porritt Chaired the New Labour Gov’ts Sustainable Development Committee (SDC) which was set up by Blair, between 2000 and 2009. Porritt was also involved with the UN with regard to environmental matters.

Between 1996 and 2009 Porritt withdrew from active involvement in party politics. In 2009 he entered the arena again, reaffirming his support for the Green Party and explaining that he had never stopped supporting them.

Porritt was a Trustee of the World Wildlife Fund, 1991-05 and was on the Advisory Board of BBC Wildlife Magazine. In 2005 he was appointed a non-executive Director of Wessex Water  and in 2008 he became a non-executive Director of the Willmott Dixon Group. Porritt is also on the Sustainable Retail Advisory Board for Marks & Spencer. M&S have links with the Royal College of Psychiatrists and for some unfathomable reason it was M&S who years ago stumped up an enormous loan on favourable conditions for the Royal College to move themselves into a palatial building in Belgravia, when the Royal College was nearly bankrupt.

Porritt is a Patron of Population Matters and has expressed his belief that families should have no more than two children. He has praised the one child per family policy that caused such havoc in China. Porritt is not daft, he must know that the Chinese Gov’t enforced that policy so robustly that pregnant women were abducted from their homes, given abortions against their will and foetuses of 8 months gestation were chucked into buckets and left to die. Then there were the numerous dead bodies of babies which turned up in waterways etc in China.

Jonathan, would you happen to know how Chinese baby girls became available for adoption on Anglesey at the turn of the millennium? The adoption officer for Anglesey, a lady called Jean, was most helpful if someone wanted a Chinese baby, it didn’t matter what age they were or whether they were married or single. The only criteria was that they had to have a lot of spare cash because those Chinese babies did not come cheap.

In 2012 Porritt became Chancellor of Keele University.

Porritt seems to be based in the West Country, he’s certainly very busy down there.

Jonathan Porritt is of course the environmental adviser to Carlo.

Back in the 1980s, Porritt did wonders for the image of Friends of the Earth. They had previously been characterised as a bunch of old hippies, but after Jonathan arrived as Director, FoE began receiving much good PR in right-leaning publications, which stressed that Jonathan had been to Eton and Oxford so couldn’t be all bad.

Porritt did ruffle feathers by maintaining that people should be happy with lower incomes and less consumer goodies. I never had a problem with this, but one of my friends who is involved with environmental activism himself explained that what was pissing people off was that Porritt is a very rich man, so he didn’t need a high income. I had no idea that Porritt’s dad was a Top Doc and umbrella par excellence for Dafydd et al…

 

With regard to the lack of development for community care, Abel-Smith explained in his publication that Regional Boards and Hospital Management Committees ‘could do no more than try to persuade local authorities to give these services greater priority’. Couldn’t Jonathan Porritt’s dad have put a boot up their butts? He doesn’t seem to have minced his words with regard to other matters.

In north Wales, the people running the local authorities who were failing to develop community services will have been either exactly the same people or the family and friends of those people who were sitting on NHS Regional Boards and Hospital Management Committees. Despite all the hot air, even in the 1990s, it was patently obvious that those who called the shots in north Wales did not want to see the North Wales Hospital Denbigh closed. A lot of people articulated this quite openly. Other people held the ‘but the patients will never cope, there are no community services’ conversations. Which was true, but there had been a deliberate refusal on the part of everyone to develop even the most rudimentary of those services. It was the usual story. ‘We’re the paedophiles’ friends, we say what’s going to happen and we run these ‘services’ for ourselves.’

In north Wales, the senior managers of the mental health services were still referring to the ‘new ideas’ and ‘new attitude’ to psychiatric patients in the late 1980s, although the ‘new ideas’ were actually new in the late 1950s. I had a conversation with Alun Davies in 1989 during which he made derogatory comments about the ‘new ideas’. That lot were clueless, totally clueless.

 

Following Porritt’s dad’s Report, concerns about standards in the long stay hospitals grew…

In 1965, the Seebohm Commitee was established on the watch of the Health Minister the paedophiles’ friend Kenneth Robinson. The Seebohm Committee reported on personal social services. The Committee sat from 1965 to 1968 and was Chaired by Frederic Seebohm. The Committee was appointed on 20 Dec 1965 to review the organisation and responsibilities of the social services functions of local authorities. It reported back in 1968, recommending the amalgamation of a number of functions to form a single Social Services Department. The single department would include services provided by children’s departments, the home help service, mental health, social work services and other social care functions provided by other organisations. Harold Wilson’s Gov’t commissioned and received the Report, welcomed it and committed to carry out a consultation to review the recommendations made by Seebohm.

It was the recommendations of the Seebohm Committee which allowed Dafydd and the gang complete control over their victims’ lives. I have mentioned in previous posts how the mental health services/learning disability services worked in tandem with the paedophile/sex trafficking gang. What I have not blogged so much about but which readers will already have grasped was happening was the control that the gang exerted over the whole families of victims/witnesses. If complaints were made about members of the gang, a favourite strategy was to maintain that the witness had been abused, but not by the member of the gang named. The finger was instead pointed at an innocent person known to the witness, usually a family member and it would be explained that the victim had named the wrong person because of ‘transference’ or ‘projection’. People who had named Dafydd et al were subjected to hours of discussion by the Top Doctors of this sort where they were repeatedly told that it wasn’t the gang who had abused them, it was someone else. I know of one young woman in Gwynedd who’s father went to prison after two of her sisters were subjected to this ‘counselling’. She maintained throughout that her father was innocent and that her sisters were bullied and pressurised into naming him. This young woman developed bulimia and a serious alcohol problem. She was told by the Hergest Unit that she had a personality disorder and that she was untreatable. She died a few years ago. Ysbyty Gwynedd’s story was that her life support was switched off after a lethal boozing session. One of her friends is in possession of a suicide note that the dead young woman left behind. Not that ‘the authorities’ have ever seen this note, because the person who found it is a mental health patient themselves who has as little as possible to do with ‘the services’.

Should a victim/witness have children themselves, they will find the gestapo right back in their lives even if they have done their best to wave good-bye to them. Their parenting skills will be questioned before they have got anywhere near giving birth. I know of young women who were forced into aborting babies which were very much wanted – one such young woman went into hiding from the mental health services after this experience – others have had children removed from them upon the flimsiest pretexts. The favourite technique however is to leave the child with the victim/witness, maintain to the world that the family are being ‘supported’ because they are ‘chaotic and dysfunctional’ and then make the whole family’s life hell.

My post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’ explained how the south Wales Labour MP Leo Abse, with the help of Jim Callaghan, Harold Wilson and Dr Death, developed and piloted the Children’s Act 1975 – following a Report by the Houghton Committee, which was ruthlessly manipulated by Leo Abse – which resulted in so many children being handed over to Dafydd and the gang in north Wales. Abse was a bent lawyer and a close friend of fellow south Wales Labour MP the child molester George Thomas. Abse is suspected of having been a sex offender himself. Abse extracted George Thomas from trouble constantly, sometimes by threatening witnesses or paying them off. On one occasion in 1984, George Thomas summoned Abse to an unidentified hospital in the middle of the night after Thomas panicked and believed that he was about to be exposed. Thomas had been admitted to hospital as a result of the consequences of an STI and thought that the media would discover why he was in hospital. Abse made up a load of guff about Thomas having prostate trouble and fed the lies to the press.

No wonder George Thomas supported so many medical charidees and lived on the doorstep of the Heath Hospital.

The recommendations of the Seebohm Committee seem to have been as of much assistance to Dafydd and the paedophile gang as the Houghton Committee and the Children’s Act 1975 was.

 

Frederic Seebohm was educated at Leighton Park School and Trinity College, Cambridge. After Cambridge he joined Barclays Bank, which had taken over the Hitchin Bank founded by his family. Seebohm served in the Royal Artillary. Seebohm was local director of the bank’s branch office in Luton and Birmingham and then became Director of the main Board after WWII. In 1951, he was made a member of the bank’s overseas Board and in 1965 Chairman of the renamed Barclays Bank International. He retired seven years later.

In December 1965 Seebohm was appointed, by Douglas Houghton MP, to Chair the Committee on Local Authority Personal Social Services. Seebohm was also Chairman of the Overseas Development Institute. In 1972, Seebohm was created a life peer.

Frederic Seebohm was President of the National Institute for Social Work. As a result of the infiltration of children’s social services by paedophile gangs in the 1960s and 70s, there were many abusers involved with the National Institute for Social Work, the most high profile being Peter Righton.

Seebohm was President of the Royal African Society and of Age Concern; Chairman of the Joseph Rowntree Memorial Trust (now the Joseph Rowntree Foundation) for 15 years and one of the founders of the York Council of Voluntary Service. Seebohm was a governor of the LSE and of the Haileybury and Imperial Services College.

The names of many people who taught or studied at the LSE were linked with abuse scandals, including in north Wales. Jane Hutt, the former Health and Social Services Minister in the Welsh Gov’t, who spent an entire career looking the other way as people screamed at her that a massive trafficking ring was in operation under her nose, is an LSE graduate. David Hurst, a ‘social policy specialist’ at Bangor University who wrote fiction with regard to the history of the mental health services in north Wales, is an LSE graduate. The Waterhouse Report again and again mentions managers and staff of the Social Services in north Wales who studied at the LSE. Of course there will be plenty of people associated with the LSE who have not been involved in these sort of scandals, but the point is that the ones who are will have used their LSE network to protect themselves. That will be a useful network to have, the LSE has a towering reputation in the social sciences.

Brian Abel-Smith held a Chair at the LSE, as did his mentor, Richard Titmuss.

 

Frederic Seebohm was Chairman of 3i, a private equity group.

Seebohm died in a road accident in 1990, just before the North Wales Police opened the first investigation into the abuse of children in care in north Wales/Cheshire. His wife, Evangeline, daughter of Sir Gerald Berkeley Hurst, died shortly after.

Sir Gerald Berkeley Hurst was the Conservative MP for Manchester Moss Side, 1918-23 and 1924-35. He was born Gerald Berkeley Hertz in Bradford. His Jewish grandparents on both sides came from Germany in the mid-nineteenth century. Hurst was educated at Bradford Grammar School and Lincoln College Oxford. Hertz changed the spelling of his surname to Hurst in 1916. He served in the British Army during WWI. Hurst married one of the daughters of Sir Alfred Hopkinson, VC of Manchester University and a Conservative MP. In 1938, Hurst was appointed to the County Court for Croydon and West Kent. Hurst stepped down from the county judgeship in 1952. From 1947 -55, he served as Commissioner of Divorce Cases. His younger brother was the Top Doctor Sir Arthur Hurst, a neurologist.

Frederic and Evangeline Seebohm’s daughter is the broadcaster and writer Victoria Glendinning. Glendinning is an Honorary Vice-President of English PEN is Vice-President of the Royal Society of Literature.

Glendinning grew up near York and after attending Millfield School in Somerset, went to Oxford University. In the second year of her degree, she married one of her lecturers, Professor Nigel Glendinning. They divorced in 1981. Her second husband Terence de Vere White died in 1994 and in 1996 Victoria married Kevin O’Sullivan (a previous husband of Shirley Conran). She had four sons, including sportswriter Matthew Glendinning and the mathematician Paul Glendinning. Another son, Simon Glendinning, lectures at the LSE and previously taught at the University of Kent at Canterbury. Another son, Hugo Glendinning, is a photographer and artist.

Glendinning has written about the experience of coming from a Quaker family. A number of Quakers were involved in the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. Owain Gethin Evans, who was the Assistant Director of Gwynedd Social Services and Lucille Hughes’s henchman while the paedophile gang ran riot, was a leading light in the Quakers in Gwynedd. Dr Paul Nickson, a GP from Bethesda, was a Quaker. Nickson ignored the abuse of mental health patients and the abuse of children as well as serious crime related to these matters. Dafydd subsequently appeared on a Quakers website sharing his wisdom. See previous posts for further details of the role of the Quakers in concealing the crimes of Dafydd et al.

 

Douglas Houghton, the man who appointed Frederic Seebohm to Chair the Committee, was the Labour MP for Sowerby in West Yorkshire.

Houghton was born in Long Eaton, Derbyshire, fought in WWI, survived the Battle of the Somme and subsequently joined the civil service. Houghton was ‘a great believer in equality of opportunity’ and campaigned for lower grade civil servants to have the chance of taking an examination that could lead to promotion. Houghton founded the Inland Revenue Staff Federation, leading it from 1922 to 1960. He served on the General Council of the TUC, 1952-60 and as Chairman of the Staff Side Civil Service National Whitley Council, 1955-57.

Houghton was a panel member of a BBC radio programme Can I Help You?,  1941-64. He was an Alderman of the London County Council, 1947-49. Jim Callaghan’s wife Audrey, who did many favours for the paedophile gangs of Wales, was also a member of London County Council and an Alderman, although some years after Houghton held the role (see previous posts). Houghton knew the Callaghans.

Houghton was Chairman of the Commons Public Accounts Committee, succeeding Harold Wilson in this post after Wilson was elected Leader of the Labour Party in 1963. Houghton became a Cabinet Minister in Wilson’s first Gov’t, as Chancellor of the Duchy of Lancaster, which gave him special responsibility for Social Services. Houghton was dropped from Gov’t in 1967 and became Chairman of the PLP. He retired from the Commons in 1974 and was elevated to the Lords a few months later on 20 June.

I do not know if Douglas Houghton was also the Houghton of the Houghton Committee, to whom Leo Abse gave instructions in order to bring about the Children’s Act of 1975.

Lord Houghton was passionate about the subject of animal welfare. The People’s History Museum in Manchester holds the collection of Douglas Houghton, whose papers include those of animal charities and pressure groups.

In 1939, Douglas Houghton married Vera, who also worked at Association of Officers for Taxes, before becoming a campaigner for abortion law reform and free birth control. Vera is described as having been a ‘women’s health campaigner’. Vera was the Chair of the Abortion Law Association, 1963-70, whilst the organisation, lobbied, sponsored and steered the Abortion Act 1967 through Parliamemt. Following this, Vera continued to campaign for women’s reproductive rights by founding the Birth Control Trust, which pushed for universally free contraceptives. She also became active in the Family Planning Association, becoming its Chair in 1973, with birth control becoming free available on the NHS in 1974. Vera also became Executive Secretary of the International Planned Parenthood Federation, 1953-59.

Vera served as Vice-President of the British Eugenics Society, 1964-66 and again in 1969 when it was reformed as the Galton Institute.

Vera died in 2013. ‘The Guardian’ published an admiring obituary of this Wimmin’s Champ whom it claimed ‘advanced’ the women’s movement. Vera maintained that she campaigned for abortion law reform – it was of course David Steel who sponsored the private member’s bill which resulted in the 1967 Abortion Act and Steel greatly appreciated Vera’s support – because she knew of cases of women ‘bleeding to death’ on bathroom floors. Vera was quite right about that, but the problem with Vera’s brand of feminism was that it involved ignoring a great many other things which were equally as gross as women bleeding to death after botched abortions, because Vera et al needed to forge alliances with the people who were involved in those gross happenings.

David Steel knew about Jeremy Thorpe and he was told that Cyril Smith was molesting children. Steel ignored the lot. Vera ignored a great deal as well. Such as kids in care being abused by Dafydd and the gang, being kept in a dungeon in Denbigh and dying in Risley Remand Centre. Vera lived until she was 99. Many of the victims of Dafydd’s gang died before they were 30.

Vera’s obituary mentioned that NHS abortions were available before free NHS contraception was, so Vera then campaigned for NHS contraception. I’m curious as to why this situation ever arose. I’ll do a bit of digging, because the answer will no doubt involve a sleazy deal between politicians and abusive people.

Vera kept her mouth shut about one thing that really should have concerned Vera which affected the well-being of numerous wimmin but not wimmin like her. That was the fact that, until well into the 1980s, a cartel of Top Doctors had made it virtually impossible for women to access NHS abortions in north Wales (see post ‘The BMA And It’s Ethics’). The Top Doctors were always happy to refer wimmin in north Wales with money to private clinics in Chester, those clinics did a roaring trade and I suspect that the Top Docs in north Wales  were receiving backhanders for this service. Perhaps someone could ask Dafydd’s mate Dr DGE Wood what their cut was, Wood sent loads of women to Chester for a private abortion. So what happened to wimmin who didn’t have the used fivers to hand over? Well, they were told that if they wanted an abortion on the NHS, they had to be ‘assessed’ by a Top Doctor. One Dr Dafydd Alun Jones to be precise. Who would then admit them as an inpatient to the North Wales Hospital Denbigh to be ‘assessed’. Not that they would have been able to get an abortion on the NHS in north Wales after the ‘assessment’, because no-one could.

So what happened to those women and their babies then Dafydd? I think we should be told, because there were a great many of them.

Jane Hutt, the founder of Welsh Women’s Aid and the ‘wimmin’s equality’ charidee Chwarae Teg, was living in Wales by the 1970s. Jane was completely silent regarding the dreadful situation facing women with unplanned pregnancies in north Wales who had no money. As was Jane’s mate Val Feld, another Wimmin’s Champ. Val knew what was happening because Val was from Caernarfon. Val is remembered by a plaque on the wall of the Senedd because Jane was cross that all those being remembered were in possession of testicles. As for Julie Morgan, another Wimmin’s Champ, Julie too kept quiet about the disappearing women and the missing babies.

Ah well, never mind, by keeping their mouths shut, Jane, Julie and Val ended up in the Senedd and Vera bagged herself a grand title.

Here’s our Role Model:

The Lady Houghton of Sewerby
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If one didn’t think that Vera and her mates were up to much, here was the other Role Model for us ladies:

The Baroness Thatcher
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Of course, this Role Model would have been brought down along with her Gov’t if Vera et al had gone public on what Dafydd was doing, because Dafydd was also supplying underaged boys for the above Role Model’s close friend Sir Peter Morrison to have sex with. But Vera had her Championing Of Wimmin’s Causes to think of…

 

The social workers’ house magazine ‘Community Care’ published an article in 2005 which discussed the legacy of the Seebohm Report. ‘Community Care’ told us that Frederic Seebohm published the report ‘that brought social services departments into being and decided the fate of social work’.

In 2005 ‘Community Care’ explained that ‘the Seebohm-inspired departments face extinction‘ and that ‘By next year the split between children’s trusts and adult social care will be nearly complete, the Seebohm committee’s vision of unified social services departments as the final link in a comprehensive, generously funded welfare state having faded within 10 years of their creation in 1971. Under the successive blows of an economic downturn, child death scandals – starting with Maria Colwell in 1973 – and the rise of Margaret Thatcher, the sparkling new departments were, as one influential commentator put it, quickly “transformed from a first resort to the last ditch”‘.

‘Community Care’ very wisely does not mention that the sparkling new departments were rotten from the moment of their creation and sprang from the ideas of some very rotten apples.

We are told that Richard Crossman, the Labour Secretary of State who oversaw the legislation which resulted from Seebohm (the Local Authority Social Services Act 1970), ‘privately despised the report, considering it long on good intentions but short on realism about costs: the report ran to more than 300 pages, the legislation to a terse 22.’

‘Community Care’ remembered ‘the wave of optimism that swept over social work in those early days‘. ‘Community Care’ certainly quoted a few choice people regarding that wave of optimism:

John Rea Price, who became Social Services Director in the London Borough of Islington in 1973, remembers the ‘huge idealism‘ among social workers.‘I had no difficulties with recruitment then… ‘ Rea Price said. ‘The unions were powerful and there were strikes but, generally, you couldn’t stop them working even when it was for their own good – they were obsessed with the job.’

John Rea Price was Director of Islington Social Services when Islington children’s homes were colonised by gangs of paedophiles. The situation was as bad as in north Wales. Some children were murdered and at least one social worker disappeared. Rea Price knew what was happening and ignored it. Rea Price is now seen as having been very guilty indeed. Rea Price had previously worked for the Probation Service.

Bob Hudson, who was in 2005 Professor of Partnership Studies at Durham University, was among the first members of Sunderland’s Social Services Committee: ‘Everyone on the committee felt they were on the brink of a new era; we were genuinely carried away by the sheer excitement of it all. There was money to spend and the economic optimism added to our sense of exhilaration.’

Sunderland Social Services had also been infiltrated by a gang of paedophiles and that gang had close links with Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. Colin Smart was one senior manager in Sunderland who repeatedly raised concerns about the abuse of children in care. Colin’s career was ruined, he was forced into expensive litigation in order to defend himself which was then used to force him into a corner and sign a gagging clause.

Durham University employed people who concealed organised sexual abuse, as did Newcastle-upon-Tyne University.

Mo Mowlam was a Labour MP in the North East who knew about the abuse of children in the region and who will also have found out what happened at the Kincora Boys’ Home when Blair appointed her Secretary of State for N Ireland. Mo studied anthropology at Durham University. Prof Eric Sunderland, the well-camouflaged paedophiles’ friend who in 1984 became Principal of UCNW, had spent most of his career as an anthropologist at Durham University. Mo also worked at Newcastle-upon-Tyne University, taking up an appointment there in 1979. Mo was a Wimmin’s Champ as well.

 

‘Community Care’ tells us that ‘For the first few years social services’ spending increased by 10 per cent a year in real terms as Seebohm’s ambition to do much more for the “neglected flotsam and jetsam of society” was put to the test’.

So that’s why most of the Depts of Social Services in the UK by the mid-1970s had been infiltrated by paedophile gangs, many of which were linked! Dunno if the neglected flotsam and jetsam of society saw much of that dosh which was increased by 10% a year in real terms though.

Seebohm ‘emphasised’ ‘Prevention, partnership, the role of the voluntary sector and the importance of harnessing the strengths of communities’. Which sounds strangely familiar. The Empowerment bit hadn’t been invented when Seebohm wrote that Report.

Seebohm’s ‘new service would be family-centred rather than “symptom-centred”. Since the aim of departments was to “meet all the social needs of the family or individual together and as a whole”, the committee insisted these needs should be served as far as possible by a single social worker.’

You’ve got Lucille. She’ll service your every need. If symptoms do insist on rearing their ugly head, Dafydd will deal with them. He’ll share information with Lucille, it’ll be easy enough, they were bedfellows for donkeys years.

 

‘Community Care’ reported that ‘Adrianne Jones, appointed social services controller in the London Borough of Harrow at the outset of the reforms before becoming director in Hillingdon and in Birmingham, says the changes asked too much of social workers. As a former member of the committee chaired by Peter Barclay, whose landmark report published after three years of the Thatcher government was the last, brave attempt to maintain social work in the Seebohm vein, she believes that local authorities chose an over-rigid interpretation of “single social worker”. Generic teams, she thinks, would have been better than generic workers. Jones says: “The idea of generic, family-based departments was excellent; what went wrong was that we threw out the specialisms. We were expecting too much of individuals to be able to work with every age group and every need. It was a reaction against the fragmentation of the 1960s.”

 

Where does this blog know Adrianne Jones from? Er, from her role as an adviser to the Waterhouse Inquiry. When a major child abuse scandal was uncovered in the 1990s at a residential school in Shropshire, an extraordinarily high number of children had been placed in the school by Harrow Social Services. When Adrianne was Director of City of Birmingham Social Services, that Dept was sending kids on placement to children’s homes in north Wales. Adrianne’s turf at Hillingdon was the site of the disaster which ended in the death of Heidi Koseda. See previous posts for details of Adrianne and her good works.

Adrianne had a few things to say about the restructuring taking place in the wake of the 40 yrs of organised trafficking which Seebohm made so easy though. Adrianne told ‘Community Care’ that ‘She fears that the new services will be managerial in outlook, preoccupied with targets rather than good outcomes for service users and usurped by education and health, a risk that the Seebohm report itself mentioned.’

Don’t worry Adrianne, the Top Docs are completely on board and some of the schools are as well.

Adrianne continued: ‘Looking back, the nails were hammered into the coffin year by year as successive scandals unfolded and people became demoralised’.

Adrianne did notice the successive scandals. Of course she did, in the wake of every one of them and the dreadful publicity which followed she offered her services as a consultant and earned a packet.

 

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Another member of the Barclay working party – the Barclay Report was concerned with the staffing of Social Services Depts and was pointedly ignored by Thatch’s Gov’t –  along with Adrianne, was Robert Pinker, then Professor of Social Administration at the LSE. Pinker is a renowned ‘scourge of political correctness’ in social work but obviously not of gangsters. He agreed with Adrianne ‘that generic teams would have been better but also blames the “tendency to over-bureaucratise” for the failings of social services departments, a tendency which, he says, today’s obsession with targets has only made worse.’

Rea Price, whose own Dept employed more than 3,000 paedophiles/gangsters/abusers/fuckwits, told ‘Community Care’ that ‘Probably the major failure of the Seebohm analysis was not to anticipate the scale of the huge departments that its recommendations were creating, and the scale of the administrative, financial and management issues they would present. There was also the excessive faith in the generic approach to social work, but the stream of child death inquiries, as well as the rapid extension of the understanding of child abuse, soon began to expose the weaknesses of the non-specialised approach.’

OK. We just need more of the experts that allowed all this to happen. Experts in sexual abuse. Dafydd and his mates all claimed expertise in sexual abuse. For female patients only, at least on the NHS there was no ‘sex therapy’ for male victims of sex crime in north Wales.

 

‘Community Care’ observed that ‘social services departments had to contend with more than 30 child deaths which were examined by high-profile inquiries. Press coverage quickly grew shrill, social workers were publicly pilloried and the profession’s image was so tarnished it has never fully recovered. It marked out child protection as an unwise career path, making social services more reliant on agency staff and probably heightening the risk of further tragedies.’

Yeh, it’s because we’ve all been so rude when yet another child has died, it’s our fault that the hopelessness and dishonesty escalated.

John Rea Price further illuminated the situation:  ‘In the early 1970s there was a great sense of optimism about prevention to the point where some of the specifics of child protection were neglected’. Such as the failure to dismiss and prosecute child abusers perhaps?

‘The message from the death of Maria Colwell to that of Jasmine Beckford [in 1984] was that social workers were so focused on the family as a whole that they were forgetting about the child. In Jasmine’s case the social worker had a good relationship with the parent but did not see the child – meanwhile, the child was starving in an upstairs room.’

Jasmine wasn’t just starving, she had the living daylights battered out of her and was tied up in a bath full of turds. Didn’t the social worker who was employed to ‘protect’ Jasmine – who was on the at risk register – wonder where perhaps she was on those visits to Jasmine’s house?

‘Community Care’ reassures us that there ‘were achievements which answered the critics…more attention was paid to adult clients: smaller, state-of-the-art residential homes replaced converted workhouses for older people, long-stay psychiatric hospitals and hospitals for “the mentally handicapped” were closed, and the Disabled Persons Act 1986 put disability rights on the map for the first time, even if much of the act was not implemented.’

So that’s why the Empowered Service Users were threatened and assaulted by the ‘care staff’, trafficked into sex work, arrested and framed if they complained and left destitute.

‘Community Care’ mentioned that ‘the Conservative government’s fixation on the mixed economy of care…gave unprecedented opportunities to the private sector which flourished after funding was transferred to councils from the Department of Social Security in 1993.’

I’m happy to remind ‘Community Care’ that many of those who owned, managed and staffed the private sector facilities which flourished after 1993 were exactly the same caring people who had abused and trafficked their clients when those caring people were paid to provide ‘care’ via the state sector. As the new mixed economy grew, I watched exactly the same people populate the new sector, many raking the money in by styling themselves as ‘consultants’. They weren’t consultants, they were usually Angels and social workers and they were being commissioned by their former colleagues.

 

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Welcome to the new mixed economy where choice has been introduced. The Empowered Service Users are free to choose from the pool of paedophiles and their friends who were allocated to them previously. Not that there’ll even be any choice among that pool, because there’s a cartel in operation and the Empowered Service Users find that the cartel will conspire to ensure that they decide who ends up receiving a ‘service’ from whom.

 

‘Community Care’ told us that Bob Hudson remembers how quickly thinking changed after ‘bright new hostels and day centres‘ were built after Seebohm: ‘We thought we were doing the right thing and it’s easy to say with hindsight that we should have done it differently. There was no consultation with service users to speak of, there was a ‘we know best’ mentality about it. Then Thatcher took the view that professionals had disempowered ‘consumers’ and the remedy was to bring market forces to bear in social care. It was the most astonishing change. In 1970s Sunderland we couldn’t have conceived of the local authority not being the service provider.’

Bob Hudson knew about the paedophile ring which operated in Sunderland and he’ll have known that it had an arrangement with Dafydd and the gang in north Wales. If in 1970s Sunderland no-one could have conceived of the local authority not being the service provider, then why did so many senior managers of social services in the North East at that time send so many children to children’s homes in north Wales, which were being run as private businesses by the trafficking gang? One Director of Social Services from the North East even turned up at Bryn Alyn near Wrexham to celebrate the opening of a new annexe. The kids maintained that he saw the dreadful conditions in which they were living.

 

According to ‘Community Care’, the Barclay Report boldly advocated a ‘political’ element of social work in which their role was to speak out about the impact of social policy on the lives of the poor and disadvantaged. Pinker was the Barclay’s Committee’s lone dissenter. ‘Social workers are not there to change society, that’s what politicians are for, he says. ‘I didn’t think community social work was a good idea at all; it was so general it stretched social workers beyond their professional capacities.’

I have been exposed to discussions regarding whether social workers should be ‘political’ or not. I knew a nurse at the Hergest Unit who expressed the view that the Arfon Community Mental Health Team treated their clients appallingly because the training of social workers was ‘political’, whereas Angels were trained to place patients’ needs first. This particular Angel did not abuse the patients in the way that the Arfon CMHT did and she was actually very well-liked by the patients. However, she did know that her immediate colleagues and that Dafydd and the Top Doctors were dangerous and abusive and she rushed to their defence in the wake of every complaint about them. Although she was a senior nurse, she was treated disrespectfully by the Top Docs and the Arfon CMHT alike. This Angel trained at a time when it was indeed stressed to Angels that the patients’ needs should be prioritised. However, along with that, the Angels were also trained to be subservient in the face of hierarchies, even if this meant remaining silent when patients were being grossly abused. The Angel in question was very sharp regarding her observations in terms of her patients who were living in abusive relationships or working in jobs in which they were being exploited. She must have known how unhinged some of those with whom she worked were and she was repeatedly told by patients of the serious abuse that they had experienced at the hands of her colleagues.

I suspect that she knew exactly what would be coming her way if she ever raised one word of concern regarding Dafydd et al…

In contrast, I witnessed a social work tutor at Coleg Menai tell her students that they must never be ‘political’ and furthermore they must always blow the whistle on any client breaking the law, even if it was minor benefit fraud by someone who could not make ends meet. On the day that the Waterhouse Report was published, this tutor told the whole class that she had been one of the social workers who had taken children to the Ty’r Felin children’s home and although she always thought that Nefyn Dodd was ‘very uncaring’ towards the children, she had no idea of the serious abuse to which the children were being subjected. The kids at Ty’r Felin were starved, beaten, kicked, made to work for no pay in the local businesses, forced to lick Nefyn Dodd’s boots and were trafficked to local venues as well as to Dolphin Square for sex work. Hundreds of complaints were made about Nefyn Dodd and his wife June by children. That social work tutor missed a great deal.

Nefyn Dodd was a friend of Dafydd’s.

I know one man who began social work training in north London in the early 1970s. He was on placement with Haringey Council and with Islington Council. This man remembered Margaret Hodge who was a leading light in Islington Council at the time. He and others on his course raised concerns with their tutors regarding the corruption within the Councils and also regarding the neglect that the clients were experiencing at the hands of the Social Services. His tutors told the students that they were not allowed to document any criticisms of the Councils employing those social workers. When he observed that the only problem that one ‘problem family’ actually had was their dreadful and unsafe accommodation he was told that he was being political and that was not a social worker’s job. He subsequently withdrew from the social work course on the grounds that he would never be able to help clients working under these constraints.

Political or not political, the training of Angels and social workers ensures that everyone is trained to do one thing above everything else – to never, ever blow the whistle, even if a criminal gang is operating in the area and murdering witnesses.

 

In July 1968, when Kenneth Robinson was Health Minister, a Green Paper was issued, before the Seebohm Report was published. The Green Paper stated that Medical Officers of Health could extend their role as community physicians. Documents in my possession demonstrate that the Community Physicians of Gwynedd and Clwyd Health Authorities were the Top Doctors responsible for holding Dafydd to account. Both of them ignored my complaints about Dafydd. It was only after writing to them several times that they even bothered to reply. What they did when I persisted is to contact their mate Dafydd and have a friendly chat, then write back to me and tell me that my complaints were groundless. See previous posts for details.

In my post ‘Feet In Chains’ I detail part of Dafydd’s early career as a Top Doc. Before being appointed as a consultant at Denbigh, Dafydd had carried out ‘community research’ on Anglesey with the Medical Officer of Health. Dafydd and those Medical Officers of Health who were later responsible for holding him to account went back decades…

Seebohm’s recommendations that new personal Social Services Depts should be established within local gov’t and take over children’s services, as well as the care of the mentally ill and handicapped, that were despised by Dick Crossman but nonetheless accepted, were put into action from 1971 onward, by which time Ted Heath was PM.

One person who was really impressed by the Seebohm Report was Baroness Brooke of Ystradfellte. I need to double check, but I think that Baroness Brooke was a member of the Seebohm Committee. She stated that ‘What the Seebohm Committee wants is a family service geared to meeting as many as possible of the needs of the family’. Yet it wasn’t Baroness Brooke’s family which would be destroyed by Dafydd et al.

Barbara Brooke was the daughter of a Welsh Minister. She was educated at the Gloucester Training College of Domestic Science. In 1933 she married fellow Conservative Henry Brooke, who was Home Secretary. They had four children: Peter Brooke, a Conservative politician; Sir Henry Brooke, a judge and Lord Justice of Appeal; Honor Brooke, who married Dr Thomas Miller; and Margaret Brooke, who married Dr James Pulfer.

Peter Brooke held a number of Cabinet posts. He was Chairman of the Conservative Party, 1987-89 and Secretary of State for N Ireland, 1989-92. Brooke knew about Dafydd’s gang and he knew about Kincora in Belfast.

In 1948 Barbara Brooke became a member of Hampstead Council and held her seat until 1965. She was Joint Vice-Chairman of the Conservative Party, 1954-64 and was active in the NHS. Among other things Brooke was a member of the North West Metropolitan Regional Hospital Board, 1954-66; Chair of the Queen’s Institute of District Nursing, 1961-71; and the North London Hospital Management Committee, 1963-66.

Barbara Brooke will have known about the abuse of children and vulnerable adults within the NHS and Social Services.

 

 

In Wales, with regards to the reorganisation of the NHS, a Green Paper was published in 1970, which proposed the establishment of seven Area Health Boards directly responsible to the Secretary of State. The Green Paper was probably written in the dying days of Wilson’s Gov’t, when George Thomas was Secretary of State for Wales.

In June 1970, Sir Keith Joseph arrived at the DHSS with Heath’s Gov’t. In  1972, a White Paper proposed that Chairmen of Area Health Authorities should be selected and appointed by the Secretary of State. The White Paper also proposed that Community Health Councils be established. Such is the dynamism to be found within the NHS, come CHCs did not come into being until the late 1970s.

CHCs are surrounded by much discourse regarding them being the ‘patients’ voice’ and a democratic way of holding the NHS to account. In north Wales, there are very few ‘patients’ sitting on CHCs and those that do simply take instructions from their masters in the NHS. The vast majority of members of CHCs in north Wales are people who hold, or who have held, senior positions in the NHS, in the Social Services, in the County Councils and other such organisations.

The Chief Executive of Gwynedd CHC was Glanville Owen. Glanville had formerly been the Deputy Director of Gwynedd Social Services with responsibility for children’s homes throughout the years when the abuse of kids in care in Gwynedd was at its worst (see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’). Other leading lights in the various CHCs that have served the patients of north Wales include Dr Sadie Francis, who spent years working as a Top Doctor at Denbigh and then the Hergest Unit, Dr Medwyn Williams, a GP from Anglesey and Dr Christine Evans, who spent years as one of the awkward bastards of surgeons at Ysbyty Glan Clwyd who caused so much difficulty for patients. Christine Evans however did provide a good service to Tony Francis when she was his Top Doctor. Eleanor Burnham, a former Lib Dem AM, more recently joined the CHC in north Wales. Eleanor is a former Social Services manager and for years sat on the Mental Health Review Tribunal for the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. See previous posts for details of the shenanigans on the part of CHCs in Wales.

The patients’ voice the CHCs are not.

 

In Feb 1971, a consultative document was published with regard to the reform of local gov’t in Wales. It proposed seven County Councils and 36 District Councils, with personal Social Services being a function of the County Councils. The number of County Councils was subsequently increased to eight, as was number of Health Authorities. The areas covered by the Health Authorities matched the new Counties.

The Secretary of State for Wales issued a White Paper on the NHS, which stated that the Area Health Authorities would be directly responsible to the Secretary of State for Wales. So the successive Secretaries of State don’t really have any excuses for not addressing the waste and embezzlement of NHS funds, the corrupt tendering processes, the sky high mortality rates, the failure to deal with the most serious of complaints, the illegal imprisonment of witnesses and the most appalling abuse and neglect of patients. As well of course as that dungeon at Denbigh.

 

Chapter 5 of Abel-Smith’s HMSO publication is entitled ‘The Lean Years Following Reorganisation, 1974-78’. The Top Docs obviously really felt the pinch.

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It was on April 1 1974, that the NHS reorganisation was put into effect. In Wales, the Area Health Authorities were responsible directly to John Morris, who was then Secretary of State. Lord John Morris is yet another paedophiles’ friend who graduated in law from Aberystwyth University and then joined the crooked barristers on the Chester and Wales Circuit. Morris is a member of Gray’s Inn, as was Dafydd’s friend and protector Sir William Mars-Jones. John Morris was the Labour MP for Aberavon, the seat now held by the Windbag’s son. John Morris was so useful that he served in the Cabinets of Wilson, Callaghan and Blair. Foot, the Windbag, John Smith Margaret Becket and her caravan as well as Blair all made use of John Morris as Shadow Attorney General, confident that he would be in no danger of pointing at the Tories and saying ‘Dafydd is/was supplying young boys for your mate Peter Morrison to have his wicked way with’.

Blair was so wowed by Lord John Morris that in 1997 Blair dusted the old boy off and appointed him as Attorney General for England and Wales, as well as AG for N Ireland, posts in which Morris remained until 1999, when the paedophiles’ friend Lord Gareth Williams took over the role of sitting on all the crap, just in time for the publication of the Waterhouse Report.

Lord John Morris was Chancellor of the University of Glamorgan from 2002 and then became Chancellor of the University of South Wales when it was formed by a merger between the University of Glamorgan and the University of Wales, Newport in 2013.

The Universities of Glamorgan, Newport and South Wales have churned out Angels from their nursing degrees, some of whom have been less than impressed with their ‘training’ and even less impressed with the NHS when they have begun work.

Lord Morris was President of the London Welsh Trust, which runs the London Welsh Centre, 2001-08. He is also a Council member of The Princes Trust, with which all the best paedophiles’ friends are associated. 

Here is Lord John Morris, in his Sunday Best:

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From 1974, all Angels, in the hospital and the community, were responsible to the District Nursing Officer. The names of the District Nursing Officers appear on my documents as well, clearly colluding with the crimes…

 

By the time that John Morris was concealing the serious organised crime, the NHS staff were bellyaching about their pay again. Fundamental re-adjustments were made in 1974-75. With regard to Angels, an ‘independent committee’ under Lord Haldane was asked to make recommendations. Lord Haldane’s recommendations led to a huge pay rise for Angels, their pay rise averaged a 51% increase in the course of a year. It was at this point that Angels could no longer be considered to be ‘low paid’ no matter how many times that ‘The Guardian’ used this phrase about them.

Despite the substantial increase in Angels’ pay, Abel-Smith told us that at this time, ‘morale in the NHS was lowered’. ‘Abel-Smith made reference to the ‘more active role of trade unions’ and the ‘conflicting interests of professional groups’. What actually happened was that although Angels received a big pay rise, other groups of NHS workers did not. This led to a great deal of aggro and bad feeling, including between different unions. The RCN considered themselves to be a cut above the other NHS unions which the RCN viewed as being somewhat plebeian. Nurses were also very conscious that some of the industrial action in the NHS was being led by groups of people who were not nurses. One Angel told me that she voted Conservative in the 1970s because she was so angry that a strike in the hospital in which she worked was called by the porters, rather than by the Angels. The porters of course had not enjoyed the massive pay rise that the Angels had, but then whenever NHS workers want a pay rise, it is always said to be on behalf of Angels…

 

In 1976, Lord McCarthy published ‘Making Whitley Work’ and ‘made recommendations’. Whitley is a reference to the Whitley Council, which set the pay scales for professions allied to medicine, apart from, by then, Angels. The Whitley Council was truly hated, it was the most offensive exploitative body that had ever stalked the earth, except of course for the Agricultural Training Board. Angels only received a healthy salary after decisions regarding their pay was removed from the Whitley Council. Lord McCarthy did not Make Whitley Work, by the mid-1980s there was a massive shortage of medical lab staff, medical physicists and other professional groups in the NHS, because the pay as dictated by the Whitley Council was insulting. Fancied working in a cancer screening lab in London in 1989? You’ll have needed a degree, preferably an MSc as well and further professional training. In return you got £6,000 pa. The labs were empty which was why the cancer screening programmes were seriously flawed. The general public were not told. All those leaflets and adverts urging people to ‘get screened’ were a complete scam, there were no staff to carry out the analyses. Hundreds and hundreds of mistakes were being made because of the severe staff shortage…

There was also a serious shortage of hospital pharmacists because their pay was so bad, but I’m not sure if that was determined by the dear old Whitley Council as well.

 

Lord William McCarthy was an academic who specialised in industrial relations and a Labour Party politician. McCarthy grew up in Islington, went to Holloway School and then worked in a gentlemen’s outfitters, where he joined the union USDAW, which sponsored him to study at Ruskin College, Oxford. Ruskin College taught and employed a number of people with links to Dafydd and the gang, including Matt Arnold and Peter Howarth who worked at Bryn Estyn (see post ‘A Study Of Tyranny’). After Ruskin, McCarthy went to Merton College Oxford and then did a doctorate at Nuffield College, Oxford. He then remained as a research fellow at Oxford. In 1965 McCarthy was appointed Research Director of the Royal Commission on Trade Unions and Employers Associations, the body set up by Harold Wilson’s Gov’t, which led to Barbara Castle’s failed ‘In Place Of Strife’ reforms.

Lord McCarthy was considered to be the UK’s leading academic in industrial relations. Even he could not sort out the NHS pay claims. Of course, the problem would have been dealt with had anyone arrested Dafydd and his associates and made public their very serious crimes and the massive degree of collusion with those offences on the part of huge swathes of the NHS.

 

Abel-Smith tells us that ‘further acrimony resulted from the Gov’ts decision to phase pay beds out of the NHS’. This policy was supported by the NHS unions but not the Top Docs. Barbara Castle – who during her incumbency as Secretary of State for the DHSS was assisted by one Jack Straw – made much of her complete opposition to pay beds, but despite all the mouthing off, Castle did not end private care within the NHS. What Castle did do, along with Dr Death, was to appoint a Royal Commission, Chaired by Sir Alec Merrison, on the future of the NHS. Babs and Dr Death privately told people that Sir Alec was selected for this role because of his commitment to the NHS and their confidence that he would not recommend any privatisation. However, Babs and Dr Death knew damn well that the Labour Party would not win the next General Election because everyone hated Sunny Jim and the patronising old git Denis Healey. Thatch had already chosen the curtains for No 10 – chintz no doubt. So whatever Merrison said, private care would flourish because Babs would not be having any say in the matter.

Which is just as well, because Battling Barbara the Flame-Haired Passionate Socialist Who Hated Private Medicine made use of it herself. She must have, because when she was younger Battling Barbara had a course of fertility treatment and the treatment that she described receiving was not available on the NHS. See previous posts.

Furthermore, Sir Alec Merrison had the dirt on Dafydd and whatever went on at Windscale in the 1950s which Dafydd found out about and used to his own advantage (see post ‘Those Who Are Ready To Serve’), which was far more likely to have been the reason for Merrison’s appointment than any putative commitment of his to the NHS.

 

Towards the end of 1974, discussions regarding the new contract for consultant Top Doctors broke down, so the consultant Top Doctors restricted the ‘services’ offered’ by them – in other words they refused to treat their patients.

Exactly how much gold do you want stuffed into your mouth now Doctor? Surely there cannot be room for much more.

 

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In 1975 the junior Top Doctors went on strike – it was emergencies only.

Someone continued to cart Dafydd’s victims off to the dungeon in Denbigh throughout these crises.

The Top Docs know how to kick a Gov’t though. Abel-Smith informed us that ‘the number of new outpatients seen fell by 900,000 in 1975 compared with the preceding year or by a million compared with 1972. The number of main operations performed in hospitals (other than psychiatric) fell by over 1/4 million between 1974 and 1975. Waiting lists rose by about 70,000 between the end of 1974 and the end of 1975.’

Throughout it all, the dungeon at Denbigh was in operation.

 

1976 saw the start of a major campaign ‘Prevention and Health: Everybody’s Business’, ‘to encourage preventative action’. The message was that the NHS could provide health services, but not health and that the main causes of ill health lay in lifestyles. We’re on familiar territory here. In fact yesterday, Suzy Davies, a Tory AM in Wales who hopes to be the next leader of the Welsh Conservatives, made a speech in which she stated that those carted off in an ambulance as a result of alcohol intoxication should be charged. Where that leaves irresponsible teenagers who do not understand that large quantities of spirits can kill you and therefore end up in need of an ambulance and A&E I don’t know. Not only do Top Docs have a very high rate of alcoholism, but I remember one Euan Blair being found drunk and incapable in Leicester Square. Perhaps it’s different for the Top Docs and the Blairs though, because they’ll be able to afford the surcharge when they get bladdered.

 

Abel-Smith’s publication reminded me of something that I’d completely forgotten about ie. the saga over whether to add flouride to the nation’s drinking water. Dentists were very keen on the idea, but then there was a great deal of evidence that while flouride protected against tooth decay within certain limits, flouridisation of drinking water was alleged to half deleterious effects on health in other ways. Abel-Smith stated that half a million quid was earmarked to help authorities to set up schemes for the fluoridation of water. Who was the front runner in terms of adding fluoride to water? It was none other than dear old Anglesey. I have no idea why that famously corrupt nest of vipers led the field in this regard, I would have thought that they were far too busy ignoring child abuse, taking bribes in the planning dept and failing to pay people’s housing benefit, those were the things that they had built their reputation upon. I’ll have to look into this. I expect that someone was paid to take part in the scheme, that’s usually the explanation.

 

The Health Education Council bagged an extra £1 million to launch a ‘better health’ campaign, which was a regional campaign against alcoholism. That will have been at about the time that Dafydd launched CAIS – 1977. Dafydd must have piggy-backed on that campaign and have been given dosh. The Health Education Council’s remit was also to provide more training for health education officers and Abel-Smith stated that ‘the number of these working in health authorities was increased substantially’.

The health outcomes for north Wales – and of course for certain other parts of the UK, including parts of south Wales – remained stubbornly terrible, no matter how many health education officers were deployed. Knightsbridge and Surrey never experienced the morbidity that Methyr Tydfil did, they obviously have more health education officers in Belgravia. That must be why it is such a desirable place to live, those health education officers have really pushed the property prices up.

 

Abel-Smith mentioned the Act of 1973 which reorganised the NHS and included provision for ‘comprehensive family planning service’. From April 1974, the new health authorities became responsible for both the clinics run by the local authorities and those run by the Family Planning Association. Of course, thanks to Vera, Lady Sewerby et al, in 1974, the new Gov’t – Harold Wilson’s – decided that family planning services should be free. From July 1975, free family planning services were also provided by GPs.

So from 1975, those underaged girls and mental health patients being trafficked by Dafydd et al had plenty of options as to where to acquire their contraceptives. No excuses for not having sex with horrible old men now!

 

Harold Wilson’s Gov’t were obviously into holistic medicine though, because in 1975 a ‘comprehensive long-term programme to improve the quality of services for the mentally ill was set out in a White Paper’. The Secretary of State for the DHSS at the time was Battling Barbara. The core of the programme was a shift of care and treatment services into local communities. I think that we’ve been here before. Housing and employment services were also to be closely involved. As these networks developed they were to replace the services provided by the old long stay hospitals. A 20-30 year time scale for implementing the programme was envisaged.

So what happened to the grand plans for facilities in the community which were part of the Mental Health Act 1959?

Brian Abel-Smith explains that because of the economic crisis which hit Britain in the mid-1970s, resources for the NHS ‘had to be planned afresh’. As a result, in March 1976 Battling Barbara issued a consultative document, ‘Priorities In The Health And Personal Social Services’. Jack Straw will be able to tell us all about that. A comparable document for Wales was issued by Lord John Morris. Priority in the planning of services for both England and Wales was to be given to the development of community services for the mentally ill, the mentally handicapped, the elderly and children. The key social services which could reduce the need for health services and the domiciliary care of the mentally ill and mentally handicapped had been by then transferred to local authority Social Services Depts. Yes, it was now the remit of Lucille et al.

Local authorities and health authorities were required to set up joint consultative committees of members of both authorities, which in north Wales would have been the same people and of course their friends and relatives. In England, money was specially allocated and set aside from the NHS budget to enable health authorities to contribute to local authority schemes helping those being looked after in the community. Presuming that any such schemes actually existed. For England, this allocation was £8 million in the year 1976-77. By 1978-79, the allocation had risen to £32 million. In Wales, Areas Health Authorities were given discretion to use their ordinary funds for these purposes and a central reserve was created on which they could draw. from 1978-79. At the time, the Secretary of State for Wales was Lord John Morris.

Many of the key players from those days are now pushing up the daisies, but John Morris is still with us. Can he tell us where all this money for community mental health facilities went, because the patients were certainly never offered the use of any such facilities. This is not just a bit of loose change that could have disappeared down the back of the sofa, millions of pounds were handed over yet no community facilities appeared. The conditions in Denbigh were dreadful as well, so it certainly wasn’t invested in that institution.

What did you do with the money Lord Morris?

 

Abel-Smith explains that in order to achieve geographical equity, financial allocation would be based on the population served, differences in morbidity, the state of the capital plant and the special needs of teaching and research. A working party was set up in 1975 to recommend on allocations. The system brought special help to deprived regions. It was from 1977-78 that Abel-Smith tells us that a substantial step towards this system of allocation was made, when David Ennals, who was by then Secretary of State for the DHSS, decided that the most deprived regions should be allowed a growth of revenue of 3% and the best endowed region of 1/4%. Year by year progression was planned.

Ennals was a long-standing paedophiles’ friend, as were other members of his family as well. Lord Ennals loyally concealed the crimes of Dafydd et al during the many years that Ennals played leading roles in MIND. Furthermore, David Ennals was a mate of Dafydd’s old buddy and umbrella who was based at the Maudsley, Dr Jim Birley. See previous posts for details of David Ennals and his close relationships with people who were facilitating trafficking gangs. Ennals’s year on year increase in extra dosh to deprived regions clearly made no difference at al. But then sending money to deprived regions, such as the immediate area around the Maudsley and letting Dafydd’s mates decide what to do with it is not going to bear fruit.

In Wales, a Working Group on Resource Allocation was set up in 1974 to examine methods of resource allocation to Welsh health authorities. The Group produced its first Report in Dec 1974 and a second in Dec 1975. A Steering Committee on Resource Allocations superseded this Working Group. Allocations made by the Secretary of State for Wales was based on the advice of the Committee. The Secretary of State for Wales at the time was, er, Lord John Morris.

 

Chapter 6 of Abel-Smith’s publication is ominously entitled ‘Unfinished Business’.  Abel-Smith told us that ‘despite 30 years of the NHS, mortality rates are in general a third higher in Wales than in East Anglia…despite 30 years of the ‘welfare state’, the differences in mortality rates between social classes, are if anything getting wider rather than narrower…’

Yes, Brown and I have been making those points for some time now. Whatever the Top Docs are doing, it is not working. It is working for the Top Docs, they’re doing very nicely for themselves, but it’s not working for The Poor, whom Nye Bevan and the more recent generations of Top Docs assured us were benefiting from the NHS. Abel-Smith wrote that damning admission in 1978. Pre-Thatch, so it was nothing to do with Tory Cuts.

Abel-Smith continues: ‘many mentally ill people now in the old psychiatric hospitals could live in the community if all the local services were there to help them do so…Only about one third of districts provide a comprehensive psychiatric service in their general hospitals, only a fifth of the 30,000 places needed in day centres are provided and only a third of the 12,000 places needed in residential homes. Adequate accommodation for mentally infirm old people is sadly lacking’. Abel-Smith continues in a similar vein with regard to the lack of support for the mentally handicapped, the elderly, the younger disabled…Brian Abel-Smith finished by saying that a Royal Commission on the NHS is ‘currently at work’, one of its tasks being to re-examine the organisation of the NHS, which may need ‘to be adapted in years to come’…

 

It is now 40 years since Abel-Smith’s idiot’s guide to the non-achievements of the NHS was published. Yesterday it was announced that transpeople will be allowed fertility treatment funded by the NHS. This might be very nice for transpeople – I’m sounding a bit reserved here, because many forms of fertility treatment still have a very low success rate, so not all transpeople may end up being blessed with children. My friend’s dad is in his 80s and is facing the last few days of his life at the moment, he is not expected to be here next week. He has cancer. He lives alone with his wife who is also in her 80s and who has been caring for him herself at home. There are no state funded home helps or carers in Somerset, where they live. My friend’s dad is conscious but he’s bedridden now and needs everything doing for him. The last time that I spoke to my friend, she was intending to phone a private agency supplying carers with a view to paying for some to help her mum look after her dad. Across the UK, thousands of other elderly or disabled people cannot get the help that they need for washing, dressing, going to the bog etc. Mentally ill people – not the 1 in 4 that MIND have been so concerned about in recent years, but the 1 in 50 with severe, lifelong psychotic illness – are dying destitute on the streets of every major city in the UK and are having a very bad time in most small towns and villages.

Top Docs and senior NHS managers remain some of the highest paid people employed by the state in the UK.

 

UK news items that have received coverage in the media over the past couple of days include a row over Angels’ pay. The Gov’t agreed to a pay rise for NHS staff just weeks ago. The Angels are furious because they have now realised that the pay rises only benefit Top Doctors and senior Angels. Everyone else gets sod all. That doesn’t surprise me. The Angels are claiming that the RCN has sold them down the river. That doesn’t surprise me either. The RCN is no longer about the Angels who are doing the grafting, it is about the Angels who will tick the boxes, keep quiet about patient neglect or even abuse and rapidly move into NHS management.

 

A story appeared on BBC News Online about a psychiatrist in Norway who has been jailed – but not for very long – after being found in possession of thousands of child porn images. A number of people have come forward explaining that this man performed ‘assessments’ on them and on the basis of what they maintained were very flawed assessments, removed their children from their care. There are demands that every assessment that the convicted psychiatrist made should be reviewed. The BBC was particularly disgusted that the psychiatrist was first arrested in 2013 but it wasn’t until 2015 that he was prevented from practising.

Serious complaints about Dafydd were made by the early 1960s. In 1966, Dafydd was at the centre of a huge patient abuse and neglect scandal published by ‘The Times’. The complaints about Dafydd have poured in on a truly impressive basis every year since. It is now 2018. Dafydd is 87 yrs old. He may be 88 by now. Dafydd is still a registered medical practitioner.

In the mid-1990s Dafydd appeared on a number of BBC TV programmes in his capacity as an expert, including on Kilroy and the Kane Debates. In the late 1980s I wrote to Esther when she launched her ‘improve mental health care’ campaign and provided her with full details of the serious crime with which Dafydd et al were involved. I did not receive a reply.

 

There is a bun-fight over heart surgery at St George’s Hospital Medical School. It has been revealed that higher number of patients are dying than should be. That is not in dispute, but nonetheless, St George’s have reassured the public that the heart surgery unit is safe. After their Professor of Paediatrics Oliver Brooke was jailed for child porn offences in 1986, St George’s reassured the public that Oliver Brooke had never offended against his patients. Not only was that most unlikely to be true, but some of the members of the pan-European child sex ring of which Brooke was a key figure continued to work at St George’s and numerous members of staff at the hospital continued to collude with them.

 

My documents demonstrate that the BMA not only colluded with Top Doctors who were involved in very serious crime, but advised those Top Doctors on how to bring charges on the basis of perjury against people who had complained about those Top Doctors. If Thatcher’s Gov’t sequestered the NUM’s assets on the grounds that the NUM had broken the law, may I suggest that the assets of the BMA are seized? The wrongdoing which the BMA positively encouraged is so serious that I imagine that their funds could be seized under the proceeds of crime legislation.

 

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Upper Class Twit Of The Year – ‘Shooting Themselves’

Recent posts eg. ‘The Village’, ‘The Turn Of The Screw’ and ‘Those Who Are Ready To Serve’ have explained how people in Somerset who knew Brown and I before we went to university used their knowledge of what happened to me at the hands of Dafydd et al in north Wales for great personal gain. These people personally knew others involved with Tory and Liberal/SDP politics, including politicians who were concealing the Westminster Paedophile Ring and the activities of Dafydd et al in particular. One of the Somerset contingent became involved with the Dangerous Sports Club in the late 1980s and over the next few years found himself in receipt of a vast amount of money.

The DSC was founded by Oxford graduate and conman David Kirke. Kirke was from an affluent family which included a few prominent lawyers and was a tosser of the highest order. His passport described him as a ‘film director’, but as far as I could find out, the only work that Kirke ever did was writing articles for soft porn mags such as ‘Mayfair’ and ‘Penthouse’. Kirke travelled around the world setting up meaningless stunts in the name of the DSC and systematically swindled people. His cover story was that he was ‘an Oxford professor’ – which was what I was told that he was, although it was quite clear to Brown and me that he was no such thing – and after booking into the best hotel in whichever part of the world he was kipping in, Kirke would target trusting people, befriend them and literally do the ‘gosh I’ve lost my chequebook and wallet, they must have been stolen by that fuzzy wuzzy who cleaned my room yesterday’, as he checked out of the hotel carefully ensuring that he was checking out at exactly the same time as the folk with whom he had made friends. They would then pay the Oxford professor’s bill, believing this eminent academic’s word that they would be repaid the minute that he got home. They never saw their money again.

Kirke did this for years before he was finally imprisoned in the 1990s. Nonetheless he got off pretty lightly – most of his numerous swindles did not result in charges and a Top Doctor’s report was produced explaining that Kirke was a harmless ‘Walter Mitty’ character and manic to boot. No he wasn’t, Kirke was a conman and a very accomplished one at that. I wondered at the time why Kirke targeted those in Somerset because I could not see what he was getting out of it. He was an insufferable snob and his usual prey were the rich and famous or bent politicians, not a load of bumpkins in Somerset. Kirke befriended Graham Chapman of Monty Python fame when he heard that Chapman was terminally ill. Kirke observed that this would provide a good opportunity to pick up ‘some crumbs from the rich man’s table’. When Chapman was at the very end of his life, Kirke tried to persuade a member of the Somerset bunch to go and visit the dying Chapman because Kirke had his mind on that will. Kirke’s new friend from Somerset refused to go because he couldn’t be arsed with a death-bed visit.

Graham Chapman regularly picked up teenaged boys for sex and ‘adopted’ a 13 year old boy who had run away from Liverpool, John Tomiczec.  Associates of Chapman acknowledged that Chapman’s relationship with John was not really ‘fatherly’. Chapman told everyone that John was 17 and when a Plod did dare make inquiries, Chapman used his status as a Top Doctor to pull rank on the Plod (see post ‘The International Language Of Screaming’). Chapman was a Bart’s graduate and used the Bart’s network to his advantage. One of the Bart’s network was Professor Linford Rees, Dafydd’s mate and protector (see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’). A great many of Dafydd’s victims – kids in care, patients from secure hospitals or drug users – came from Liverpool. Liverpool Social Services and Ashworth Hospital supplied Dafydd with vulnerable young people for years. Graham Chapman was a regular visitor to Snowdonia because he was a keen climber. John Tomiczec accompanied Chapman on his trips to Snowdonia and from what I have read, John might have actually been in north Wales when Chapman met him and ‘took him in’.

The Somerset contingent met a whole stream of celebs and the offspring of prominent Tories/establishment figures via Kirke, including Tommy Leigh-Pemberton, the son of Sir Robin Leigh-Pemberton, the son of the Governor of the Bank of England. Tommy Leigh-Pemberton was murdered in Kenya as a result of his fuckwittery and the circumstances of his death were concealed (see post ‘The Village’).

I have recently been told that Kirke’s interest in the Somerset clique was solely as a result of their relationship to me and what I had begun to uncover in north Wales and subsequently at St George’s Hospital Medical School.

On one occasion, the monies paid to one of those in Somerset was by means of a Coutts cheque. I was not told who had paid by Coutts, but I heard all about it as did half of Somerset, because the person given the Coutts cheque had never seen one before and had to be reassured that it was ‘real’ – it was explained to him that you didn’t get branches of Coutts in Bridgwater or Taunton, because ‘it is the Queen’s bank’.

 

 

What fine company you keep Lilibet!

My how I laughed when Kirke’s man in Somerset received a phone call from ‘City Limits’, who had seen the PR surrounding the DSC and explained that they would be an excellent advertising site. As with Coutts, this man had never heard of ‘City Limits’, so he was sent a copy. He was so horrified by the heavy presence of LGBT articles/adverts that he rang them back and told them that he really didn’t want to be associated with a magazine for homosexuals.

David you bloody idiot, you were being given money by that bunch of twats because Brown and me had tripped over an elite paedophile gang who supplied boys to the associates of Leigh-Pemberton et al. Furthermore I imagine that you are now in a great deal of trouble, as is whoever paid you from their Coutts account.

 

The Coutts cheque was handed over at some point in the late 1980s/early 90s. Sir David Burdett Money-Coutts (yes, that does seem to be his real name) was MD of Coutts & Co from 1970 and Chairman, 1976-93, finally retiring as a non-executive Director in 1996. Money-Coutts was also Chairman of the Coutts Group from 1991, which compromised Coutts & Co in London; Coutts & Co in Zurich; Coutts and Co Trust Holdings Ltd based in the Isle of Man, with other offices around the world.

Sir David was the seventh generation of the Coutts banking family.  As a personal banker to the Royal family, Money-Coutts was appointed KCVO in 1991. 1991 was the year that my career in medical research and the careers of my two friends in the media who knew about the happenings in north Wales were ruined (see post ‘The Turn Of The Screw’). In Feb 1991 Lilibet knighted Sir Peter Morrison.

 

‘We found ourselves in this bizarre situation.’

 

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

Lucille Hughes

 

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Satirical cartoon protesting against the introduction of paper money, by James Gillray, 1797. The ‘Old Lady of Threadneedle St’ (the Bank personified) is ravished by Dr Dafydd Alun Jones.
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Bottoms Up, Professor Robert Bluglass owns one of the finest art galleries in Europe!

 

 

Money-Coutts’s other directorships included United States and General Trust Corporation Ltd, 1964-73; the investment group M&G plc, 1987-97, where he was non-executive Chairman, 1991-97;  the discount house Gerrard Group plc, 1969-99, where he was Deputy Chairman, 1969-88;  Phoenix Assurance; Dun & Bradstreet, 1973-87; and NatWest, 1976-90. Money-Coutts was also Chairman of NatWest’s southern regional advisory board, 1989-92.

In 1962 Sir David joined the Board of the Middlesex Hospital, an institution with which Coutts has a long-standing connection. In 1965 Money-Coutts became Chairman of the Middlesex Hospital’s Finance Committee. He remained involved with the Middlesex until he retired as a special Trustee in 2000. Gwynne the lobotomist trained at the Middlesex Hospital and the institution and its alumni network protected him until he died and then it protected his memory.

Professor Geoffrey Chamberlain’s wife Jocelyn worked at the Middlesex whilst Chamberlain concealed research fraud, the crimes of Dafydd and the paedophiles and the paedophile ring operating in south London of which Chamberlain’s mate Professor Oliver Brooke was a member. In 1991, when I was being denounced as dangerous by Springfield Hospital/St George’s, not only did psychiatrists at Springfield/St George’s document their knowledge of Dafydd’s sexual exploitation of patients, but Springfield and Wandsworth Social Services were in direct contact with Dafydd, Tony Francis and Lucille Hughes (see post ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London…’).

Money-Coutts was also a member of the Kensington, Chelsea and Westminster Area Health Authority and Chairman of the Medical Schools Council. The Medical Schools Council is an organisation that represents the interests and ambitions of the 37 medical schools and one postgraduate school in the UK and the membership is made up of the Deans of the medical schools. Such as the Dean of St George’s, Professor Sir William Asscher, who spent most of his career in Cardiff concealing research fraud and the organised abuse of children and vulnerable adults and then relocated to St George’s after Oliver Brooke was convicted and continued to do exactly the same thing there (see post ‘The White Heat Of This Revolution’).

Money-Coutts also played an active role in UCL and UCH. The Belfast paedophile child psychiatrist Dr Morris Fraser whom the GMC allowed to continue to practice after a conviction for child molestation was involved with Kincora Boys’ Home and later worked at Springfield and UCH. Sir David was in addition involved with Bloomsbury Health Authority, Mansfied College, Oxford, the Mountbatten Memorial Trust, the Church of St Martin in the Fields and the Institute of Sports and Exercise Medicine.

Sir David was the honorary Treasurer for the National Association of Almshouses, 1960-92 and remained a member of the Advisory Board for the rest of his life. Money-Coutts was a Trustee of the Multiple Sclerosis Society of Great Britain, 1967-2000 and was still President of its Reading branch in 2012. He was Chairman of the Scout Foundation and the Old Etonian Trust, 1976-01.

David Money-Coutts was Chairman, Charities Investment Managers, 1983-2000.

Money-Coutts was educated at Eton and, after National Service with the 1st The Royal Dragoons, read PPE at New College Oxford, graduating in 1954. So he’ll have been one of Lord Alan Bullock’s circle at New College, many of whom were recruited by the security services and went into politics, concealing much wrongdoing as they went about their business (see post ‘A Study In Tyranny’).

Money-Coutts remained in the TA until 1967, serving with the Royal Gloucestershire Hussars.

The Torygraph’s 2012 obituary of Money-Coutts provides some morsels:

Ably assisted by his cousin and deputy chairman Lord Harrowby, Money-Coutts oversaw a transition of the business into one which kept a sharper watch on cost, profitability and internal efficiency — but also sought to maintain, through personal accessibility and attention to individual customers’ circumstances, the “soul” which one of them, the writer Osbert Sitwell, had praised in earlier times.

Tall and angular [shouldn’t that be ‘bent’ – Ed], Money-Coutts bore a distinct resemblance to his ancestor Thomas, whose statue dominated the foyer of the bank’s Strand headquarters. He also shared the characteristic of “exactness” for which Thomas was famed.

David Money-Coutts had a reserved manner and was a stickler for exactness: he described himself as “fairly pernickety … people say I ought to have been a schoolmaster”. But brusqueness disguised a genuine kindness and concern towards both customers and staff. He was a perfectionist with a practical eye: on his daily round of the bank’s departments, he would sometimes pause to repair an out-of-action item of office machinery. He was also notably unstuffy. “We are not snobs,” he once observed, “though some of our customers are.”

Symbolic of Coutts’ willingness to embrace the future during his tenure was the refurbishment of the Strand building. After a long planning battle, the final design by Sir Frederick Gibberd incorporated the first glazed atrium and internal garden in a London office complex within John Nash’s triangular scheme from 1831, famous for its “pepper pot” corners. When the Queen came to perform the official opening in 1978, Money-Coutts reminded her that his great-great-great-great-grandfather Thomas had been a Gentleman of the Privy Chamber to hers, George III.

With all those greats on both sides,” Her Majesty replied, “I do indeed agree that this is very much a family occasion.” She went on to acknowledge the wisdom of Coutts’ financial advice to royal customers over the generations, “even if they have not always been grateful for it”.

The boom years of the 1980s brought new pressures, both in risk control and in profit performance. Having previously allowed Coutts directors a high degree of autonomy, NatWest began to demand much more from them, and in 1990 a strategy was conceived in which “Coutts & Co” would become the global brand for the group’s services for high-net-worth customers.

Money-Coutts declared that this could be achieved “whilst retaining the character of a much smaller private bank”. But in the view of many observers, his retirement from the chair in 1993 marked the end of the era of benign and cautious but forward-looking dynastic management which had served Coutts and its customers so well…

David’s grandfather and uncle, respectively the 6th and 7th Lords Latymer, were directors of Coutts, but his father Alexander made a career in the Imperial Tobacco Company. David thought of following him until he was invited to join the bank after graduation in 1954. After four years’ probation, including a secondment to a City stockbrokers, he became a junior director.

He married, in 1958, Penelope Todd, who in an unguarded interview at the time of his knighthood revealed that he could cook, iron and sew — indeed, do anything domestic “except give birth” — and that although he was the “kindest, nicest man”, he had once tipped a bowl of bread and butter pudding over her head in anger.She survives him with their son and two daughters.

 

Anyone for leading another march through London whilst holding banners with slogans referencing the NHS’s commitment to equality? How about it Jezza, I’m sure that Len McCluskey will be delighted to join you.

 

Here’s Sir David Money-Coutts posing in front of wallpaper – unless it’s an al fresco – so grand that it would even make Derry Irvine feel deprived:

 

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Money-Coutts was a friend of David Malcolm Trustram Eve, 2nd Baron Silsoe QC and worshipped at the same church, All Saints Church, Rotherfield Peppard in Berkshire, where Silsoe served for some years on the Parochial Church Council. Lord David Silsoe was educated at Elm Park Preparatory School, County Armagh, Winchester College and Christ Church, Oxford and was called to the Bar in 1955. In 1963 he married Bridget Min Hart-Davis, daughter of Sir Rupert Hart-Davis and sister of Duff Hart-Davis and Adam Hart-Davis.

Rupert Hart-Davis’s first wife was Peggy Ashcroft and although they split up, they remained good friends for the rest of Ashcroft’s life. Peggy subsequently married Jeremy Hutchison, the celebrated high camp barrister who was a member of the Bloomsbury set. Hutchison might have been entertaining in court but he defended some very seedy people, including serial child molesters. The personal conduct of Jeremy and his mates towards the plebs left a lot to be desired, although they spent their careers ripping other people apart in court on the basis of their alleged moral failings (see post ‘The Village’).

Duff Hart-Davis is a journo who writes for the Indie and is the father of Alice Hart-Davis, who calls herself a ‘journalist and a skincare developer’. Does Alice perhaps write about advances in dermatology? Not really. Alice’s career highlights have included writing for ‘Vogue’ and dispensing advice on skin care for teenagers and young women. Who are of course without wrinkles and in possession of undamaged collagen so do not need advice from Alice. Nonetheless Alice has developed a range of skin care products for teenagers and judges other skin care products. So it is Alice who is responsible for those young women who approach me if I linger too long near the skin care counters and say things like ‘this repairs your DNA’ and then look at me as though I am insane when I reply ‘DNA doesn’t work like that’. Alice, I like the pots of scented face-grease myself, but please do stop telling people who have no scientific education lies about what the scented grease actually does. It smells nice and that’s about it. The ‘active liposomes’ or the sundry other things within the pots of grease do not ‘reverse ageing’ or do anything at all to one’s DNA. Indeed I would be horrified if they did do something to my DNA and I would steer well clear of them. If I wanted my DNA interfered with, I’d go for a hefty dose of radiation, not a pot of face cream.

Adam Hart-Davies is a BBC TV presenter with a PhD in chemistry. As Alice’s uncle and a science educator, surely he should tell Alice that she is spouting rubbish. And ripping off teenagers. Adam Hart-Davis is married to Dr Susan Blackmore, who back in the 1980s used to write such extraordinary stuff for the broadsheets that I am gobsmacked that she retained any academic credibility. Blackmore’s bizarre notions came under the umbrella of ‘parapsychology’, in which she did a PhD at the University of Surrey. Which is seriously weird, because Professor Vincent Marks at Surrey had a great deal to say about pseudoscience, so why he didn’t publicly critique the rubbish that Blackmore was spouting I do not know.

Blackmore’s experiments with psychokinesis and her baby daughter were mentioned in the book to accompany the TV series Arthur C. Clarke’s ‘World Of Strange Powers’. Arthur C. Clarke  grew up on a farm in Bishop’s Lydeard near Taunton and was a high profile old boy of Huish Grammar School, Taunton. Blackmore taught at the University of the West of England until 2001. I can only presume that Susan Blackmore being granted acres of media coverage discussing matters that would have resulted in undergrads failing their degrees if they had done the same and her subsequent academic career was a result of the Strange Powers of Professor Richard Gregory, the neuropsychologist at Bristol University with whom Blackmore’s first husband Tomasz Stanisław Trościanko worked for many years. Tom held Chairs at different times at Bristol, Essex and Sussex Universities and was enthusiastic about doing pretentious things which caught the attention of the sort of journos who couldn’t see through the rubbish that his wife was publishing.

Sound work leading to advances in academic theory? Whoever needs that when Tom is living in the floating harbour at Bristol or hanging out in Amsterdam and do you know, Tom and Susan have a baby daughter who is psychic!!! Yes and when Uri Geller appeared on ‘Nationwide’, everybody’s spoons bent as they lay untouched in the cutlery draw.

 

Sarah Jenkins from Tregarth near Bethesda did her degree in psychology at Bristol, in the early 1980s. Sarah’s mother was Sheila Jenkins, a social worker employed by Gwynedd County Council who abused mental health patients and was a colleague of the paedophile gang. Jenkins was involved in Prof Mark Williams’s Mindfulness fraud (see post ‘The Biggest Expert Of The Lot’). Jenkins’s husband was Professor David Jenkins, who worked at UCNW when Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends ran the institution.

After she graduated but before she did postgrad work, Sarah Jenkins was a tenant of Dr D.G.E. Wood, the corrupt GP who was facilitating the trafficking ring in north Wales. Wood was a graduate of the University of Bristol, as was David Hunt, who spent years of his political career in the Welsh Office concealing the trafficking gang which Wood et al were running.

 

To return to Money-Coutts’s friend David Silsoe. He followed a career in planning law and was leading counsel for the proposers in notable public inquiries, beginning with the Thorp nuclear reprocessing plant and finishing with the Heathrow airport Terminal 5 expansion inquiry. Between the two, Silsoe appeared in public inquiries for Heathrow Terminal 4, Gatwick North Terminal and Sizewell B and Hinkley Point C nuclear power stations.

 

In October 1990, Coutts and NatWest decided to strengthen their representation internationally and thus the Coutts Group was created when subsidiaries already owned by Coutts and NatWest were merged. In 2000, NatWest was purchased by the Royal Bank of Scotland (RBS), in one of the largest corporate transactions in the European banking sector.

Coutts’s website names William Waldegrave as being someone who is involved with Coutts & Co. Waldegrave was Secretary of State for Health, 1990-92, which covered the years when I and my friends were under serious attack from the paedophile gang. That was also pretty much when that Coutts cheque found its way into the bank account of the man from Somerset who didn’t like poofs but received a great deal of money to keep quiet about what a gang of paedophiles were doing to someone whom he knew.

Waldegrave’s sister, Lady Susan Hussey, was married to Marmaduke Hussey, who was Chairman of the BBC when my friends were forced out of their media careers in the early 1990s. Susan Hussey is a Lady-in-Waiting to Lilibet and Godmother to Prince William. See post ‘The Turn Of The Screw’.

 

Coutts & Co’s HQ is located in The Strand. Just down the road from the Royal Courts of Justice, where, in 1991, after my career had been ruined and after people in Somerset suddenly found that they had thousands and thousands of pounds on their hands, yet another attempt was made to imprison me by the paedophiles’ friends, on that occasion on the basis of the perjury of Drs Tony and Sadie Francis. The Francis’s used the MDU lawyers, Hempsons, the particular lawyer employed for the case being Ann Ball. Ann Ball not only knew about the criminality on the part of Francis et al, but she advised the Francis’s not to go ahead with the legal action on the grounds that they didn’t have the evidence for their allegations. They ignored Ann Ball’s advice yet she still represented them.

I was not imprisoned as the Drs Francis demanded and as I left the Royal Courts of Justice, I became tangled up with a demo being staged on behalf of Sara Thorton. Sara was been imprisoned for murdering her husband Malcolm and her appeal was being heard on the day that the associates of a gang of paedophiles tried to have me imprisoned after lying on oath. Sara didn’t win her appeal that day, but she was released on appeal at a later date. The Thornton case was a feminist cause celebre at the time and it was one of Helena Kennedy’s triumphs. St Helena worked with Professor Nigel Eastman at St George’s Hospital and was a member of Took’s Court Chambers with Michael Mansfield (see post ‘Eve Was Framed – As Were A Lot Of Other People’). I wrote to Mansfield about what was happening to me in north Wales in 1993 and Mansfield sent me a one-line reply.

In those days St Helena was involved with WISH, a charity dedicated to helping women in secure hospitals. Most of those women were in those institutions because they had dared tell people that they had been abused as kids in care or in the mental health system. I am not aware that WISH took one case on behalf of a woman on these grounds and they certainly didn’t speak out about these matters. They focused their efforts on women like Sara Thornton, who had been involved in violent domestic incidents or who had been on the receiving end of sexual violence from people other than welfare professionals. WISH knew that Jimmy Savile was sexually assaulting women in Broadmoor – it is thought that two women killed themselves at Broadmoor as a direct consequence of Savile’s actions – but they said not a word. See post ‘Close Your Eyes And Make A WISH’ for further details of this prize bunch of lame hypocrites.

 

St Helena signing The Convention on Modern Liberty in January 2009.
St Helena has been married to Top Doctor Iain Hutchison since 1986. Iain’s Top Doctor colleagues really like St Helena. She is an Honorary Fellow of both the Royal College of Psychiatrists and the Royal College of Paediatrics and Child Health and Helena was entrusted to Chair the Human Genetics Commission (1998-07) and the Royal Colleges of Pathologists’ and of Pædiatrics’ Inquiry into Sudden Infant Death. Helena is the President of Medical Aid for Palestinians and Patron of SafeHands for Mothers, a UK-based charity ‘whose mission is to improve maternal and newborn health by harnessing the power of the visual, through the production of films’.
Among many other things, St Helena is or was:
  • President of the Board the Governors of  SOAS; Chair, JUSTICE; Chair of the Board of Governors for the United World College of the Atlantic (the paedophiles’ friend the Baroness of Ely is involved with this organisation, indeed I expect the Baroness of Ely invited St Helena onto the Board); Chancellor of Oxford Brookes University, 1994–01; Chancellor of Sheffield Hallam University, appointed in 2018; President of the National Children’s Bureau, 1998–2005, (George Thomas the Molester of the Valleys also did a stint as President of the NCB); Member of the World Bank Institute’s External Advisory Council; Vice-President of the Haldane Society, which contains all the other Radical Lawyers who have studiously ignored the organised abuse of children and vulnerable adults; Patron, Liberty, which as NCCL campaigned for paedophiles’ rights; Patron, UNLOCK, The National Association of Ex-Offenders; Patron, Rights Watch; Chair, Howard League’s Commission of Inquiry into Violence in Penal Institutions for Young People (the final report, Banged Up, Beaten Up, Cutting Up, published in 1995; Chair, Reading Borough Council’s Commission of Inquiry into the health, environmental and safety aspects of the Atomic Weapons Establishment at Aldermaston (final report Secrecy versus Safety, published in 1994).
  • St Helena is also Patron, Burma Campaign UK, the London-based group campaigning for human rights and democracy in Burma. I get the impression that a Strong Woman is not listening to St Helena.

 

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 Dining at the House of Lords:
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St Helena Chaired the Power Commission (November 2005 – March 2006), which examined the problem of democratic disengagement in the UK. St Helena was subsequently Chair of Power 2010, which aimed to carry forward the concepts behind the Power Commission into the UK 2010 General Election.
So St Helena, why did you conclude that such a large proportion of the Great British Public see no point in voting any more? Or are there a few more lunches and Commissions needed before you can answer that particular question?
I’m glad to say that St Helena is following the Top Docs’ advice and is getting her Five A Day, thus avoiding working class past-times such as obesity. St Helena won’t be Wasting The NHS’s Valuable Resources.

 

‘As part of a programme to increase public engagement with Parliament the House of Commons are pleased to offer the opportunity to dine in the magnificent surroundings of the Palace of Westminster’s principal dining rooms, the Members’ Dining Room and the Strangers’ Dining Room, where seasonal ingredients from across the United Kingdom are paired with sublime presentation and elegance.’

 

The good fortune enjoyed by so many who knew what was happening to me at the hands of Dafydd et al began in the late 1980s, but by the time that John Major had his feet under the table at Number 10, they really were doing well for themselves. Whilst people tried to set fire to my house. So I’m trying to find out more concerning the backgrounds and activities of those in Gov’t at the time, because, after all, having an account at Coutts is a minority sport, not even your average Top Doc stretches to that.

 

I’ve nearly finished reading John Major’s autobiography and I’m just about to read ‘Guilty Men: Conservative Decline and Fall, 1992-97’, written by Hywel Williams. Williams is an historian who was John Redwood’s Chief of Staff, 1993-97, so his time working for Redwood spanned Redwood’s years as Secretary of State for Wales, 27 May, 1993-26 June, 1995. Williams’s time as Redwood’s Chief of Staff also covered the shenanigans and musical chairs in the Welsh Office over the June/July 1995, when lies were told about Dafydd retiring and the North Wales Hospital Denbigh closing down, the four days in July 1995 which saw the deaths of corrupt Home Office Drugs Branch mandarin Bing Spear who had been so good to Dafydd for so many years (see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’) as well as Sir Peter Morrison, days before Brown was forced out of his job at Aston University. Then there was Nicola Davies QC’s 2005 review of the police paperwork regarding the abuse of children in north Wales – all the paperwork from 1989 onward was missing – and the subsequent announcement and the beginning of the Waterhouse Inquiry… Not to mention those years when there were serial attempts to have me incarcerated on the basis of no evidence at all, years which coincided with the dead bodies of so many kids in care and mental health patients turning up in north Wales.

 

I haven’t read Hywel’s book yet, but a review stated that ‘This is the story of an incompetent government, a petulant prime minister and an arrogant political party’. It was also a Gov’t which knowingly played an active role in the most serious crime. It was stated that ‘Much of the publicity this book attracted…was for its more colourful aspects, such as the Tory whips trying to discover sexual indiscretions…’.

 

It was mentioned in the review of Williams’s book that Peter Lilley had a house in Normandy. In the late 1980s/early 90s there was a trade in houses in Normandy on the part of one estate agent in Bangor. A man called Tony Myers suddenly filled his advertising space with places in Normandy. Myers was the only estate agent in Bangor to do this, everyone else just continued advertising properties in north Wales. Myers was very unpopular in the Bangor area, both among other estate agents and a cross-section of local people. His business practices were said to be so questionable that people were loathe to deal with him. He was ex-Royal Navy and was described to me as being ‘very English and very patronising to women’ – by a middle-class English person. Myers didn’t ever do much work, he sat in his shop puffing on a pipe in the accompany of a very similar old boy with whom he was friends and they sneered at the world going past. I later found out that one of the few people in Bangor with whom Myers was very friendly was a Lieutenant Col who lived locally.

Myers did manage to sell his Normandy properties. He sold them to the more affluent residents of Gwynedd as second homes – a number of them were flogged off to the paedophiles’ friends, including a number of paedophiles’ friends who were involved in campaigning against second home ownership in north Wales. It was at this time that Dafydd was holding ‘clinics’ in France – including in Brittany, not a million miles away from Normandy. John Allen owned a villa in France to which kids in care were taken on ‘holidays’.

Peter Lilley was Secretary of State for Social Security, April 1992-May 1997, who at the 1992 Tory Party Conference sung his now famous ditty – an adaption of the Lord High Executioner’s ‘little list’ song from ‘The Mikado’ by Gilbert and Sullivan – about the people on his own ‘little list’, whom he was going to shaft. The roll call was the usual one, single mothers, people on benefit etc. At the time even Tories commented that Lilley had left a bad taste in the mouth, because of the growing number of sickness benefit claimants. I knew them Lilley, those allegedly living high on the hog sometimes didn’t have enough money for the bus fare into Bangor from Bethesda and were having their lives destroyed by a gang of paedophiles who were causing havoc in north Wales. Which you knew about and concealed.

Some time after Lilley burst into song, during public debate regarding high profile Tory politicians who were gay but refusing to admit it, it was Michael Portillo and Peter Lilley who were named most frequently. Portillo eventually fessed up to being ‘bisexual’ but Lilley maintained that he was the target of wicked lies and that for him, homosexuality was about as appealing as ‘eating cardboard’.

When I lived in Bethesda, I knew a couple of gay men who found north Wales so repressed that they used to head off to gay clubs in Manchester and London. It’s OK Peter, they weren’t on benefit!! They had family money, like so many members of your own party who frothed at the mouth at the thought of kids who’s youth had been spent being raped and battered in the children’s homes of north Wales living it up on benefit in a council flat in Wrexham, which they only secured if they were lucky and had been on a long waiting list. Even then, Mark Humphreys was found hanging from the stairwell after he gave evidence against Superintendent Gordon Anglesea in court. Because he killed himself as a result  of ‘not being believed’. Not because he was murdered you understand. When I asked the gays from Bethesda who the unidentified gay Tories were, I was told without hesitation, ‘Michael Portillo and Peter Lilley’. The two men whom I knew saw Portillo in the clubs that they were frequenting.

When William Hague led the Tory Party, Lilley was Deputy Leader. William who organised the Waterhouse Inquiry, which concealed the bastards who murdered Mark Humphreys.

 

Hywel Williams observed in his book that politics no longer dealt with the ‘great issues’ and that ‘MPs of all parties were being drawn from a narrower and more homogenous pool of apparatchiks. The outcome, the professionalisation of politics, created a small and isolated political class’. Curiously, Williams believed that ‘the one ray of hope had been when Ken Clarke and Redwood joined forces for the leadership. Michael Heseltine, who helped broker this move, hailed “a historic moment in the history of the Conservative Party. It is the end of years of conflict”. ‘Guardian’ columnist Hugo Young noted a ‘sighting of the Conservative Party we used to know and fear. Ideas, it turns out, matter less than hatred, calculation and power’. It was not to be. Hague was elevated to the leadership, leading Williams to conclude that ‘the Tories in the 1990s mislaid the idea that government was national rather than partisan’.

 

Redwood, Clarke, Heseltine and Hague were all extensively involved with concealing the wrongdoing in north Wales and at St George’s, including that directly related to my own case. My post ‘Those Who Are Ready To Serve’ describes how Heseltine’s support for Westland, a helicopter company in Yeovil, was related to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal and how people known to me benefited. I will be blogging more about Heseltine’s activities soon.

 

However, I will now discuss someone who has so far escaped scrutiny on this blog  – David Evans, Conservative MP for Welwyn Hatfield, 1987-97, who was John Redwood’s PPS in 1993.

David Evans was born in Edmonton, London. Edmonton was the home of Deborah Everard, the technician at St George’s Hospital Medical School who was a member of MSF and gained knowledge of the serious wrongdoing on the part of senior members of staff and used it to her own advantage. Everard was a Tory councillor in Edmonton.

Evans came from a working class background and attended Tottenham Technical College. As a youngster Evans showed promise as a footballer and cricketer and played for Aston Villa between 1950 and 1954. He also played for Gloucestershire County Cricket Club and Warwickshire County Cricket Club.

In 1960 Evans borrowed £500 to found his own industrial cleaning company, Exclusive Office Cleaning, which later became Brengreen Holdings. He sold this for £32 million in 1986. Four years later, in 1990, he formed Broadreach, another industrial cleaning company, of which he was chairman for 12 years.

From November 1984 to 15 June 1989, David Evans was the Chairman of Luton Town Football Club. The Club played in the Football League First Division during Evans’ tenure as Chairman and he presided over a controversial membership-only scheme for fans under which only members were allowed to attend matches at the Club’s home ground and away supporters were banned from the stadium. Evans served on the Club’s board of Directors from 1976 to 22 May 1990 when he resigned.

Evans was also Chairman of the Lord’s Taverners, along with being a member of the Finance and Administration Sub-Committee, 1981–1986 and a member of the General Committee (1985–86) of Middlesex County Cricket Club. As a cricketer, Evans represented Hertfordshire in the Minor Counties Championship between 1967 and 1968, made two Gillette Cup appearances for the team in 1969. He also made two appearances for Club Cricket Conference, the first in 1973 and the second in 1974.

Shortly before losing his seat, in early March 1997 Evans attracted controversy over remarks in an interview by sixth-formers at Stanborough School for a school magazine in which he referred to his opponent as a ‘single girl’ (she was 42 years old at the time) with ‘bastard children’ and claimed that the Birmingham Six were guilty and had ‘killed hundreds’ before being caught, as well as making remarks considered racist, such as asking how the sixth-formers would feel if their daughter was raped by ‘some black bastard’. There is no record of Evans asking the students how they would feel if they were abducted by a crazed old psychiatrist and kept in a dungeon because he wanted to have sex with them and then coerce them into sex work with unsavoury but wealthy people, some of whom David Evans knew personally.

The Birmingham Six won substantial damages from Evans in July 1998, who thereafter apologised for what he had said and promised never to repeat it.

After Evans lost his seat in Parliament, he continued to manage his industrial cleaning business, the Broadreach Group, which he sold in May 2002 for around £17 million. David Evans died on 22 October 2008, of pulmonary fibrosis.

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Nicky Fairbairn’s boss and umbrella throughout Nicky’s time dropping every clanger that would have ensured that someone less ‘charming’ ended up in the dock was the Lord Advocate, Lord Mackay of Clashfern. James Mackay later became Lord Chancellor, 1987-97, under Thatch and then Major, succeeding paedophiles’ friend Lord Michael Havers (see post ‘The International Language Of Screaming’). James Mackay carried on Havers’s honourable tradition, making the multi-talented Patricia Scotland one of the youngest QCs to have ever stalked the earth. Scotland’s advocacy skills were put to good use during the Waterhouse Inquiry, when she acted as Counsel for the Welsh Office, cross examining the victims of multiple sexual assaults so aggressively that some of them collapsed. Patsy hadn’t been intimidating on behalf of the Welsh Office for more than a few months when Blair made her a people’s peer. One of the first people’s peers appointed! For details of the many abusive, slippery crooks with whom Patsy has hobnobbed, see posts ‘Baroness Patricia Scotland QC Was On Board As Well!’, ‘More On Baroness Patricia Scotland QC – And Her Very Sleazy Friends’ and ‘Even More About Baroness Patricia Scotland QC’.

 

On 27 April 2007, the Scottish Executive announced that Lilibet had appointed Lord Mackay as the Lord Clerk Register, replacing the Earl of Wemyss and March aka David Charteris, a flunkey of Lilibet’s, who featured in a recent blog post.

The Lord Clerk Register is one of the Commissioners of the Regalia, under a Royal Warrant of 1818, responsible for the Honours of Scotland. In practice this responsibility was delegated to a deputy, then to the Queen’s and Lord Treasurer’s Remembrancer and now to Historic Scotland. In 1996 the Commissioners were given additional responsibility for the Stone of Destiny under another Royal Warrant. The role of Lord Clerk Register is combined with the role of Keeper of the Signet, which was given to the Lord Clerk Register in 1817.

It all sounds a bit Arthurian.

 Howard Pyle’s 1905 illustration for The Story of the Champions of the Round Table
 

“Therefore he cried out with a loud voice and seized the enchantress by her long golden hair, and drew her so violently forward that she fell down upon her knees.”

 

Mackay could perhaps be criticised for doing so much to assist murderous sex offenders, but all can be forgiven when one realises how high his standards are generally. Mackay was raised a member of the Free Presbytarian Church of Scotland; as an adult he was an elder of the Church. The Church forbids its members to attend Roman Catholic religious services; nevertheless Mackay attended two Catholic funeral masses for members of the judiciary. Following the second mass Mackay was called before a Church synod where he denied that he had broken the church’s prohibition of showing ‘support for the doctrine of Roman Catholicism’, saying ‘I went there purely with the purpose of paying my respects to my dead colleagues.’ The Church suspended Mackay as an elder and withdrew his right to take Holy Communion. The synod met again in Glasgow in 1989 to review the decision; the fractious meeting asked Mackay to undertake not to attend further Catholic services, but he announced ‘I have no intention of giving any such undertaking as that for which the synod has asked’ and later withdrew from the Church. The dispute precipitated a schism, leading to the formation of the Associated Presbytarian Church. Mackay did not, however, initially join the new communion, but now worships with their Inverness congregation.

As a Presbyterian, Mackay was a firm believer in moderation. At a gathering for the Faculty of Advocates, Mackay had laid on a spread of tea and toast, complete with a tiny pot of honey. One of the lawyers in attendance contemplated the pot and remarked, ‘I see your Lordship keeps a bee.’ Mackay is also the Honorary President of the Scottish Bible Society. He supported the Society’s programme to send a bible to every court in Scotland and wrote in support of ‘The Bible in Scots Law’, a pamphlet it distributed to Scottish lawyers which described the Bible as a ‘foundational source book for Scotland’s legal system’. Mackay is a strict sabbatarian, refusing to work or travel on a Sunday, or even to give an interview if there is a chance it could be rebroadcast on the sabbath.

Lord Mackay: I understand that it can be argued that there are sound theological and historical reasons for observing the Sabbath, although it is rare these days, but I’m not aware of any theological justification for assisting a gang of paedophiles who murdered witnesses. Feel free to leave a comment on this blog if you’d like to explain your rationale.

 

Lord Mackay sits as a Conservative in the Lords. He assumed office on 6 July 1979. Jeremy Thorpe and his co-accused were cleared on all charges of conspiracy/incitement to kill Norman Scott on 22 June 1979. See post ‘My How Things Haven’t Changed’.

Can someone please just find some piece of legislation to remove James Mackay from public office permanently. He has done more than enough damage.

 

 

We are told in one of Evans’s obituaries that to say ‘that the colourful character which was David Evans was a man of strong views would be to understate the case. There was probably no one more contemptuous of the wiles of the spin doctor or of the whispered back-stabbing in the corridors of Westminster…Evans said what he thought, in plain terms, without fear and damn the consequences. ‘Do-gooding’ liberals, teenage thugs, proselytising homosexuals and those among the unemployed who showed no diligence in looking for work were among those who felt the lash of his tongue.’

But not a bunch of highly paid Top Doctors running a sex abuse gang it would seem and the many other highly paid professional people who assisted them, although David Evans definitely knew of their crimes.

Evans also s