Thought For The Day

Readers will probably be familiar with the ‘Thought For The Day’ spot on Radio 4’s ‘Today’ programme. I previously mentioned ‘Thought For The Day’ on this blog when Greville Janner’s daughter Rabbi Laura Janner-Klausner did ‘Thought For The Day’ within the same few short weeks as she appeared on the ‘Today’ programme insisting that old Greville was completely innocent, that ‘he was great and he was good’ and while her barrister brother Daniel was threatening to sue the arse off anyone who repeated their allegations that Greville had molested them when they were kids. Laura and Daniel’s sister Marion Janner is a Radio 4 favourite as well, Marion frequently pops up on ‘All In The Mind’ in her capacity as a mental health campaigner, which has involved Marion promoting the ‘excellence’ of one of the abusive mental health facilities in north Wales. See previous posts.

Another regular on ‘Thought For The Day’ is Anne Atkins. Anne Atkins is of course the butt of many a joke because of her extreme disapproval of homosexuality and a number of other things that most people are fairly relaxed about these days. However Anne does discuss the necessity of compassion and charity and in the weeks approaching Christmas, Anne draws attention to severe mental illness, homelessness, poverty etc. Some of what Anne says about such issues is quite sound, but Anne utters the words in the same tone of extreme disapproval that she adopts when she discusses Sin. I get the impression that being on the receiving end of Anne Atkins’ compassion might not be very pleasant. Mark Steel once joked about the horrendous experience that he endured when the BBC booked him into the same car as Anne and he was on the receiving end of the world according to Anne. If anyone who knows Mark Steel is reading this blog post, please feel free to draw his attention to it, because I know Anne Atkins’ cousin and I wanna tell you a story…

Anne Atkins’ cousin is Mr Jim Porter, who for many years owned and was the Headmaster of Hillgrove School in Bangor; Hillgrove closed down quite recently but no-one seems to know why.

Regular readers might remember that Hillgrove and Mr Porter have featured on this blog before, because I worked as a teacher there, 2001-02. I was forced to leave my job when Keith Fearns, the leader of the Arfon Community Mental Health Team and a leading light in Dafydd’s gang, paid Mr Porter a visit, told him that I ‘carried knives and scissors in my handbag’, declared me a danger to the pupils and ordered him to sack me. Mr Porter told me that he told Fearns that there had never been any concerns about me but Mr Porter then received a series of phone calls from parents of pupils demanding that the dangerous biology teacher whom they had been told that Hillgrove were employing should be dismissed. I told Mr Porter that I’d step down to save the school from any further difficulties. At the time, my friends maintained that I should have sued Mr Porter for unfair dismissal, but I took the view that Mr Porter had been threatened by a bunch of gangsters and they were the biggest problem, not him. I still do take that view, but I have received more information since my earlier posts about Hillgrove School and Mr Porter.

I explained in previous posts that Hillgrove School was a small private school which attracted pupils who’s parents wanted them to attend a Christian school, or who had special needs/other problems and who’s parents had removed them from local state schools in despair at the lack of provision, or who wanted a private education for their children but couldn’t afford a public school. There were a small number of children at Hillgrove School who were there because there were difficulties in their families and their parents feared scrutiny if the kids went to a state school. I really liked the kids at Hillgrove and I enjoyed teaching there; however I did know that some of the children had parents who were paid up members of Dafydd’s gang which is why I knew that there would be trouble when Keith Fearns knocked on Hillgrove’s door.

One of the Top Doctors who was abusing and neglecting patients at the Hergest Unit had children at Hillgrove; another Top Doctor from Ysbyty Gwynedd who’s child was being abused by a family member was a Hillgrove parent; two social workers who’s children showed every sign of being abused sent them to Hillgrove; one little boy told me that he was frightened to go to MacDonald’s in Bangor because his mum’s boyfriend worked there and he’d threatened the little boy with a gun; a corrupt police officer also had children at Hillgrove, as did a mental health patient who worked in the sex trade and who now works as an Angel in north Wales. Another boy was known to have parents who were involved with Triads. These matters were open secrets within the school and the wider community. The circumstances that those kids were living in were ignored by the whole of Gwynedd and if Mr Porter had even tried to make referrals to the child protection team, he’d have been destroyed because the people abusing those kids were colleagues and friends of the endemically corrupt child protection team.

There were two teachers who condemned Mr Porter for keeping quiet about the plight of those children, but that was because they didn’t like Mr Porter and his wife and had a personal vendetta against them. One was Wendy Massey, who had knowledge of one of her former neighbours who’s life had been destroyed by Dafydd’s gang and the other was Sally Atkinson, who was a personal friend of Malcolm and Judy Stammers, two Gwynedd social workers who had spent their whole careers working with the gang, including Dafydd at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh when that was still open. See previous posts. Sally Atkinson’s father was John Webster, a lecturer at Bangor Normal College, an institution which had colluded with Dafydd’s gang for decades. Sally had done her own degree at the Normal College. Other teachers at Hillgrove had links with those we know and love. Mrs Charlesworth was the neighbour of Dr Adrian Bell, who taught me in the School of Plant Biology when I was an undergrad at UCNW, 1981-84. Bell’s colleagues were all fully on board with Dafydd, two of them were married to people who were members of the gang and it was Bell who flatly refused to act when I told him that Brown was receiving murder threats in 1983. One of Bell’s colleagues was having sex with local school girls. See previous posts. Mrs Charlesworth’s husband had spent his working life teaching at Coleg Menai, the FE college in Bangor, another very troubled institution which colluded with Dafydd’s gang.

I didn’t take legal action against the Porters, but my lawyer tried to deal with Fearns and took the matter up with Gwynedd Social Services. My lawyer and I had a meeting with Glyn Hughes, the Assistant Director of Gwynedd Social Services and Martin Davidson, the senior manager responsible for mental health, Fearns’s boss. Glyn Hughes admitted that Fearns had acted without authority, had breached confidence as well as told bare-faced lies, had failed to follow any policies and had broken the law. My lawyer asked what Glyn was going to do about the matter and Glyn openly laughed at us and told us that he would be doing nothing. Glyn drew our attention to published guidelines which stated that Glyn had the authority to act but if he choose not to, we could challenge his decision in Court. Glyn then had another good laugh, observed that as I had now lost my job I would not be able to afford to challenge him in Court. My lawyer and I left. See previous posts, eg. ‘Behind The Scenes Regarding Those Legal Happenings’ and ‘Have The Lambs Stopped Screaming?’

I later found out that Martin Davidson was married to Nonn Williams, the Director of Gwynedd Social Services and that Nonn had appointed Davidson to his position.

Shortly after Fearns had paid a visit to Mr Porter, the gang attempted to fit me up for ‘threating to kill Alun Davies’ after I told the secretary of Alun Davies, the corrupt, law-breaking senior NHS manager of the NW Wales NHS Trust, over the phone, that he was a fat idiot. See previous posts eg. ‘Interesting Happenings In The Legal System’.

Alun Davies made eight or nine phone calls to the police in the course of one day, complaining about being called a fat idiot and demanding my arrest. The police told Davies that it would be ludicrous to arrest me for such an offence, so Davies rang them back and told them that I’d threatened to kill him and he was living in fear. When Davies made those phone calls, he was sitting in the Welsh Assembly in Cardiff with Jane Hutt, the then Minister of Health and Social Services and her officials. I was sitting in a locked ward in the Hergest Unit in Bangor, having been sectioned, with visible injuries after having been assaulted by four staff who had refused to document my injuries or allow me access to the police to report the assault. When the bruises faded, I was released with no aftercare and within an hour of arriving home the police arrived and I was arrested for threatening to kill Davies.

Jane Hutt is the daughter of a Top Doctor from Tommy’s and a former social worker, who founded Welsh Wimmin’s Aid, served as a Councillor on South Glamorgan County Council and who has failed to respond to complaints about organised abuse and neglect in every position that she has ever had.

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Years later when I finally obtained copies of my files, I found a handwritten note from Martin Davidson, indicating his involvement and interest in the charges which had been brought against me. See previous posts. I knew nothing about Davidson and the only time that I have ever met him was when, along with Glyn Hughes, he refused to take action against Fearns. After the ‘threats to kill’ case collapsed against me, someone referred me to the DES as a ‘dangerous teacher’. The letter that I received from the DES told me that I was now under investigation with a view to striking me off the teaching register. It contained numerous inaccuracies and fallacious accusations and I challenged the DES. I was then told that my name had been cleared but that if I ever wanted to teach again, I would have to undergo a psychiatric assessment, carried out by the people who had perjured themselves in Court in an attempt to have me imprisoned for ‘threats to kill’ and who had broken the law by leaning on Mr Porter. By the time that I received that letter, I had begun a PhD at Bangor University.

Within weeks I discovered that my name had actually been cleared by a junior Gov’t Minister, who was then named in the media as ‘having allowed a paedophile to return to teaching’. That Minister was a friend of Professor Merfyn Jones, the VC of Bangor University who subsequently came under attack from the gang himself, aided by people in No 10 (see previous posts eg. ‘Lest We Forget’ and ‘The Point Is To Change It’). I didn’t know Merfyn when I received the letters from the DES and I didn’t know that the Minister who cleared my name was a friend of the VC (Merfyn was actually the acting VC until 2004, when he became the VC). The remit for reviewing teachers’ fitness to teach who were under investigation was then taken away from the Minister and given to the Social Services.

The Porters found themselves at the centre of a storm a few years later when they were prosecuted under Health and Safety legislation, after a kindergarten pupil, Kian Williams, fell in the playground, sustained a head injury and died. Kian in fact died as the result of an infection that he contracted while in Alder Hey Children’s Hospital where he was taken after he fell, not because of his head injury. Kian’s grandfather from Bethesda, who had raised the little boy, told the Porters that he’d never win against the NHS, so he was going to sue them instead. Neither did the HSE mount a prosecution against Alder Hey. The case was heard in the corrupt environs of Mold Crown Court and Mr Porter was found guilty.

Kian’s parents appeared in the media holding hands and crying, explaining that they had been devastated by Kian’s death. A documentary entitled ‘Remembering Kian’, which featured Kian’s mum on a tropical holiday, was screened explaining how she was Coming To Terms With It. Throughout it all, no-one mentioned that Kian’s parents had split up before he was born and he had been brought up by his grandparents since he was a baby.

On the anniversary of Kian’s death, his Grieving Family left flowers on the pavement outside of the school gates. Mrs Porter emerged to take the flowers inside, only to find a Daily Post photographer lying in wait, who then took pics which subsequently appeared in the Daily Post, accompanied by the story of the Callous Murdering Porters Removing Flowers.

The Porters subsequently appealed against their conviction and won. I took the view that was fair and just; lots of people called me a mug ‘after the way that they treated you’, but I still took the view that the biggest problem was, as ever, the Top fucking Doctors. Kian died as a result of medical negligence at Alder Hey, a hospital run by Dafydd’s mates. Furthermore, two members of the Porters’ family were mental health patients in Gwynedd and as with everyone who received Help from the Top Doctors, their lives had been turned upside down. One of the Top Doctors involved was Dr Tony Francis. Mr Porter’s father had been a senior Top Doctor at Rampton Hospital. I could understand why the Porters had no stomach for a scrap with the Top Doctors.

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One further point. The pastoral care at Hillgrove School was definitely no worse than at any other school in north Wales and in some regards a good deal better, as was supervision of children in the playground at break times.

After I left Hillgrove, they employed a new teacher, the wife of Peter Field, the retired Head of the School of English at Bangor University. Peter Field had worked at UCNW since the 1970s, when Dafydd’s gang ran the institution and used it as a vehicle for their trafficking business. One of Peter Field’s colleagues was Prof Tom Corns, who’s wife Pat Corns was a social worker for Conwy Social Services and a member of the gang. Tom Corns’s son is a Top Doctor. See previous posts and comments. Corns and Field had also been colleagues of Dave Nunn, an English Lit academic at Bangor who’s life was destroyed by the gang, who became a Hergest Unit patient and who disappeared off the face of the earth shortly after he read the crazy affidavit about me that Dafydd swore into Liverpool High Court in Nov 1994 in order to secure an injunction against me. See previous posts eg. ‘The Banality Of Evil’.

More recently, I was told that soon after the Porters moved to Bangor, one of their sons had a relationship with Nefyn Dodd’s daughter. Nefyn and June Dodd were the managers of the Ty’r Felin children’s home in Bangor, where the children were beaten, raped, starved, forced to work in local businesses for no pay at all or for a pittance and trafficked and sold for sex at local venues, as well as further afield, including at Dolphin Square (see previous posts, including ‘Are You Local?’). Gwynedd Social Services were so impressed with Nefyn Dodd’s management abilities that they appointed him to oversee several other children’s homes in Gwynedd as well as to directly manage Ty’r Felin. See eg. post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’ Nefyn Dodd was a friend of Dafydd’s. I have been told that the Dodd’s daughter was abusive to the kids in care and that she inflicted real emotional damage on the Porters’ son.

Since my previous posts about Hillgrove and the Porters, I have received information that the coven was far bigger and more organised than I realised. Readers will have gathered that everyone mentioned so far was either part of Dafydd’s gang, colluding with the gang, or deeply compromised by their links with them.

Not long before Fearns paid a visit to Hillgrove, I found out that a special needs pupil at Ysgol Syr Hugh Owen in Caernarfon was being violently abused by his stepfather. I followed child protection procedures and contacted the special education needs co-ordinator at Ysgol Syr Hugh Owen, whom it transpired was the boy’s form teacher. She was rude and hostile, seemed to have no knowledge of child protection procedures and told me to ring back after she’d spoken to the boy concerned. She later told me that the boy was not being mistreated and that he and his friend who had told people that he was were ‘liars’ and ‘pilferers’. I subsequently found out that she had asked the boy in front of the class whether his stepdad was beating him. The boy had ran away from home to escape his stepdad. The neighbours knew what was going on but they thought that the ‘school was dealing with it’. I was also told that there were dealers of class A drugs going into the grounds of Ysgol Syr Hugh Owen, terrifying the younger kids and that the teachers were shutting themselves in the classrooms when the dealers appeared and leaving the kids outside with the dealers of whom the younger kids were petrified.

Then there was a massive scene at Hillgrove School in which Caroline Coppock, the drama teacher, who had undertaken teacher training at Bangor University with me, had a public scrap with the Porters, in front of the kids and was sacked, again in front of the kids. It was chaos.

Because I was a newly qualified teacher in a small school with no mentor, I was taking advice – or should I say ‘trying to take advice’ – on these matters from the tutors in the School of Education at Bangor University. I have now been told that everyone get together and conspired to force me out of teaching, because I was reporting abuse of kids after having blown the whistle on the abuse of patients. I don’t know who exactly reported me to the DES; I am told that it was most likely to have been either Margaret Ellis Jones or Dr Prys Morgan Jones. Both were tutors at the School of Education, having spent years working as teachers in Gwynedd schools. Prys worked at Ysgol Syr Hugh Owen and Margaret is married to a senior official in Gwynedd County Council. Prys is also a personal friend of Dr Stephen Williams, an utter shitbag of a Top Doctor who was one of those who unlawfully refused me NHS treatment. Prys and Margaret are both on good terms with Dafydd Wigley, another person who ignored pleas to act re Dafydd and the gang. Prys was a friend of J. Gwynn Williams, Professor of Welsh History at UCNW, 1963-83 and Vice-Principal of UCNW, 1974-79, when Dafydd et al reigned supreme. J. Gwynne Williams was a childhood friend of Sir Ronnie Waterhouse. Williams was the son of a Wesleyan Minister and it was Williams who persuaded Waterhouse to become a lay preacher.

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It has also been suggested to me that my getting the job at Hillgrove in the first case was part of a massive sting. I was previously shortlisted for many teaching jobs but was always turned down at the last minute. On at least two of those occasions, I know that people who knew what had happened to me at the hands of Dafydd and the gang did deals to bag themselves promotion and prevent me getting the job, one such person being Helen Connell, who’s parents were both later left to die by the Top Docs nonetheless as witnesses to what happened to me and others in the 1990s when we all lived in Rachub. See previous posts. Another young man who bagged a teaching job over me was later forced to resign after having sex with one of the pupils. There is nothing like sound judgement is there. Whether the Porters went as far as to offer me a job in order that they could then bring an end to my career a la St George’s Hospital Medical School in 1989 I don’t know, but I imagine that the gang held a champagne party when I got the job at Hillgrove because the Porters were in such a vulnerable position with regard to them.

No-one comes out of this with any credit. Everyone knew that there was very serious abuse of children occurring and had been for a very long time and that the same people were involved in both perpetrating and concealing it over many years. I have always tried to be understanding with regard to just how frightened many people are of that vicious, murdering gang, but my sympathy does not extend to people who abuse my trust, lie and conspire to have me forced out of employment, then fitted up for serious criminal offences and subsequently declare open war on the VC who dared give me a job once I had completed a PhD. A war that culminated in Top Doctors allowing patients to die after Merfyn was appointed Chairman of the Health Board because those we know and love were determined to force him out of public life with his reputation in tatters. See post ‘The Point Is To Change It’.

Dr Stephen Williams needs to be taken down to the police station in handcuffs because he and his mates have a lot of questions to answer.

Now fess up invertebrates and stop your pompousing around Gwynedd as well-respected men/women because you were all no more than long term allies of a gang of paedophiles and traffickers. There is more still to come on this blog.

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As for Caroline Coppock, well she did a nice little deal and bagged a job at Coleg Menai where one of her colleagues told me that she was disastrous but seemed to be bomb-proof.

The irony is that if I had appeared in front of the General Teaching Council, any decision would have involved Professor Gareth Roberts, who was then a big wig at the GTC. Professor Roberts was Head of the School of Education at Bangor University and before that he was Principal of Bangor Normal College and an adviser to Gwynedd Education Authority. I have been told that Gareth Roberts waded into the bun fight to help the gwerin as well, but I’m not sure at which point. Another name that has come my way is that of Nan Bate, a magistrate in Gwynedd who’s father was the Toppest of Top Doctors in Gwynedd for years in the Pre-Cambrian era.

 

Now for Mr Porter’s cousin, Anne Atkins (born 1956), the broadcaster, journalist and novelist.  One of Anne’s novels is entitled ‘On Our Own’. Indeed Anne, the targets of the gang whom your cousin knows all about, is no doubt very frightened of and took orders from when he unlawfully forced me out of my job, have known for years that we are on our own.

 Anne Atkins was born at Bryanston, Dorset and moved to Cambridge at the age of three when her father, David Briggs, became Headmaster of King’s College School. Anne went to Byron House School, the Cambridgeshire High School for Girls and the Perse School for Girls. Rosalind Runcie, the wife of Archbishop Robert Runcie and Angela Rumbold, the Tory MP, are both alumni of the Perse School for Girls. Robert Runcie concealed organised abuse in the Anglican Church and Angela Rumbold was one of those MPs who’s constituency was in the area served by St George’s Hospital Medical School when the staff were facilitating Dafydd’s crimes as well as the south London trafficking gang and Angela colluded with that gang. See previous posts.
After school, Anne went to the Decroux School of Mime in Paris and studied harp under Solonge Renie. If Atkins takes her harp playing seriously, she will know Dafydd’s Wigley’s wife Elinor Bennett and the Wigley’s daughter-in-law Catrin Finch, both very well-known harpists. Dafydd Wigley went to Hillgrove School himself, but many years before the Porters took it over. Atkins studied English language and literature at Brasenose College, Oxford and then trained at the Webber Douglas Academy of Dramatic Art in London. The Webber Douglas Academy has trained many big names, including Angela Lansbury, Julian Fellowes, Antony Sher, Donald Sinden, Hugh Bonneville, Minnie Driver, Amanda Root, Julia Ormond and Terence Stamp. Dafydd has many links with luvvies; not only were the kids whom the gang trafficked providing sexual services for luvvies but Dafydd’s mate Professor Linford Rees was the father of 1970s siren Angharad Rees, who married Christopher Cazenove, Cazenove ending up in Hollywood starring in ‘Dynasty’ (see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’). Julian Fellowes, as well as being ridiculous, has links to those we know and love and Terence Stamp’s links with those associated with Dafydd are discussed in my post ‘Come, Friendly Bombs’.

Atkins started her acting career at St George’s Shakespeare Theatre in Tufnell Park. Tufnell Park is in the Boroughs of Islington and Camden, the Councils of which facilitated organised abuse via the Social Services and NHS. Both Councils had numerous Councillors who ended up with senior roles in public life including in Cabinet, particularly under New Labour and continued concealing organised abuse when they were  in Gov’t. One such person was Jeremy Corbyn, who is a big supporter of Mark Drakeford, the former social worker who had just been elected the new Leader of the Welsh Labour Party and will be Wales’s next FM. Jane Hutt is a big mate of Mark’s and was at his side throughout his leadership campaign. The Windbags live in Tufnell Park.

Anne’s career moved increasingly into writing until her last theatre appearance at the National Theatre in 1991. Anne really will have rubbed noses with the biggest and best at the National Theatre, including folk like Sir Ian McKellen (see eg. post ‘The Village’). Until the mid-1980s, UCNW had a Dept of Drama which produced a number of graduates who later became famous, including Frances Barber and John Sessions. Then there is the former UCNW English student Danny Boyle, the former partner of Frances Barber. See previous posts. Danny began to receive a great deal of media coverage after Operation Pallial re-opened the investigations into the abuse of kids in north Wales. Who could forget Danny’s opening ceremony for the London Olympics? A celebration of the NHS – Angels bouncing on beds with children! When Danny was a student at UCNW, kids who complained about being gang raped and filmed while being forced to have sex with animals were imprisoned in a dungeon at the North Wales Hospital by Dafydd and kept locked in there by Angels. Dame Judi Dench is a pal of Dafydd’s mate Professor Robert Bluglass, who concealed Dafydd’s criminality for years, including in 1989, when Bluglass was called upon to investigate my own complaint about Dafydd et al (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’). The Redgraves have links with Dafyyd’s associates and the network of  actors linked to Dawn French – French lived near Holyhead as a teenager – know about Dafydd’s gang as well, as did Mike Leigh’s Working Class Radicals from Liverpool and the actors who were based in Manchester. Then there is the generation of younger Welsh actors such as Rhys Ifans, Ioan Gruffudd and Matthew Rhys, who’s parents and parents’ friends were personal mates with members of Dafydd’s gang. See previous posts. It goes on and on…

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Anne Atkins is an Anglican who grew up in an influential Anglican family and she is married to an Anglican clergyman. Professor Mark Williams, who perpetrated the Mindfulness research fraud when he worked as a clinical psychologist with Dafydd’s gang in the 1980s in Bangor, is an Anglican clergyman and Honorary Canon of Christ Church Cathedral, Oxford. Before Mark Williams worked at Bangor, he worked at the MRC Applied Psychology Unit at Cambridge University. John D. Teasdale, one of Williams’s fellow researchers re the Mindfulness scam, was based at Cambridge University. See post ‘The Biggest Expert Of The Lot’. Prys Morgan Jones was a big admirer of Mark Williams.

Atkins was The Daily Telegraph’s first agony aunt, 1996-2000. The Waterhouse Inquiry was announced by William Hague in 1996, began in 1997 and the Waterhouse Report was published in Feb 2000. Press reports constantly stressed that the witnesses who claimed to have been abused in children’s homes in north Wales could not be believed. Atkins also writes for ‘The Guardian’, ‘The Mail On Sunday’, the ‘Daily Mail’, the ‘Evening Standard’, ‘Country Life’ and the ‘Daily Express’. Journos, Editors and the owners of these publications knew about the Westminster Paedophile Ring and the role that Dafydd’s gang played in it but they didn’t publish a word. Amanda Platell is someone who calls the shots in The Mail group; Platell was appointed William Hague’s Press Officer in 1999, just in time for the publication of the Waterhouse Report and remained until 2001, after the worst of the fall-out had been handled. That post really launched Glenda’a career. See post ‘Did Glenda Occupy A Key Role In Keeping It All Out Of The Media?’ ‘The Guardian’ was always far more interested in pandering to its considerable readership of professionals working in health and social care and netting the advertising revenue from Social Services Depts which had been infiltrated by paedophile rings to have published anything about Dafydd et al. ‘The Guardian’ gave Dafydd et al a considerable helping hand when the gang declared open season on a senior sociologist at Bangor University in the early 1990s, by publishing false allegations that he was discriminating against Welsh people when he made staff appointments (see previous posts eg. ‘Badlands’).

Atkins presented The Agony Hour series for Channel 5, Watch Your ****ing Language for Channel 4 and Why People Hate Christians for BBC Radio 4 and frequently comments on programmes such as ‘Question Time’, ‘Any Questions?’ and Today.

In 1996 Atkins used her slot on Radio 4’s Thought for the Day to attack Anglican bishops for supporting a celebration in Southwark Cathedral marking 20 years of the Lesbian and Gay Christian Movement. Her opinions prompted the Church of England’s first ever complaint about the programme.

Thought For the Day: Dafydd’s gang targeted boys in particular and coerced them into sex work providing services for adult gay men. Pre-pubescent boys as well as those in their early teens were targeted. At the same time, Dafydd and Gwynne the lobotomist subjected gay men in consenting relationships to ‘aversion therapy’ in order to cure them, years after male homosexuality had been decriminalised. In the early 1990s Dafydd told at least one young gay male patient that he should have gender realignment surgery. The teenager had given no such indication that he wanted this.

 

In 1998 the Press Complaints Commission ruled that an article written by Atkins in ‘The Sun’ objecting to Gov’t proposals to make the age of consent for homosexuals equal to that for heterosexuals broke the industry’s Code of Conduct. In the article Atkins stated that “this is not opinion: it is fact. The life expectancy of a gay man without HIV is a shocking 43 years” and “a gay man is, alarmingly, 17 times more likely to be a paedophile than a straight man”. The PCC ruled that these were not proven facts and that she had been misleading the readers. The Sun apologised.

Many of the boys abused and trafficked by Dafydd’s gang died before they were 30, from HIV/AIDS as well as suicide and murder. There is no evidence at all that ‘a gay man is 17 times more likely to be a paedophile than a straight man’ and I cannot understand how anyone working on ‘The Sun’, even the tea lady, could have passed such rubbish for publication.

In November 2007, Atkins defended a motion for free speech on BBC 2’s ‘Newsnight’ when the Oxford Union invited right-wing figures David Irving and Nick Griffin to speak: “When you say that the majority view is always right I think that is a deeply dangerous and disturbing thing to say. I am not for a moment saying that I agree with David Irving or Nick Griffin but I am saying that once you start having truth by democracy you risk silencing some of the most important prophets we have ever had.”

Thought For The Day: Re ‘silencing’ people Anne. In the interests of democracy, rather than prophets, would you now like to write an article or make a broadcast about the sex abuse gang in north Wales with which your cousin Jim colluded?

A prophet who never has a problem drumming up media coverage:

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In September 2008, Atkins prompted complaints after offending the people of Norfolk on BBC Radio 4. In a Thought for the Day broadcast about compensation culture, she said: “No more chestnut trees lining the streets of Norwich, in case the conkers fall on your head – as if that would make a difference, in Norfolk.”

I question the existence of the compensation culture. Some people are indeed very successful at extracting compensation out of organisations, particularly the employees of the public services. In north Wales many such cases of which I know were won because the person claiming for compensation quietly blackmailed the organisation with their knowledge of serious criminality which had resulted in harm to members of the public. However, Anne might like to take a long hard look at the levels of compensation awarded to people who are wrongfully imprisoned, harmed by the NHS, the police or other public services, or have their compensation determined by the Criminal Injuries Compensation Board; the compensation is usually derisory. In terms of people suing for harm sustained in the mental health system, nearly all claims fail. As indeed do most of the claims made by people who experienced sexual abuse while in the care of the social services as children. Some two weeks ago, Flintshire Council stated that so far, a total of £14k had been paid in compensation to people who were abused as children in care in north Wales. £14k Anne. For decades kids were beaten, sexually assaulted, gang raped, forced to take part in the production of child porn including with animals and coerced into working in the sex industry. Many of the kids involved are now dead.

Over 30 years, I have endured abuse, threats, slander and libel, assault, damage to my property, wrongful arrest and illegal detention, unfair dismissal repeatedly, unlawful denial of all medical care and one of my friends was murdered. I have 10,000 documents providing evidence of serious organised crime in every agency with which I had contact. I am now in hiding after being threatened with a gun. I have never received a penny in compensation Anne, not even from your cousin.

The senior North Wales Police officer Gordon Anglesea was awarded nearly £400k in compensation in 1994 for libel damages after ‘Private Eye’ and others named him as abusing boys in care in north Wales. Weeks after the judgement, Mark Humphrys, one of the young men who named Anglesea, was found dead. In 2016, Gordon Anglesea was imprisoned for historical sex offences against boys in care in north Wales. Anglesea did not have to repay his jackpot. Although he died in prison a convicted sex offender, Anglesea’s widow Sandra continues to receive his police pension.

As for Anne’s comment about ‘people from Norfolk’, as someone who grew up in Somerset I was well-used to people making similar noises about my friends and I, particularly some of the people who taught me at school. I was more highly qualified than most of my detractors by the time that I was 21 and I would have been more highly qualified than all of them by the time that I was in my mid-20s had a gang of corrupt professional people not ruined my career. I heard comments about kids from north Wales being thick and inbred made by members of Dafydd’s gang. Anne Atkins is in no position to sneer at anyone; she was born into privilege, received an expensive education and is still stupid enough to believe made up statistics about gay men and their tendency to be paedophiles. Stick to the harp and Parisian mime Anne, because you know bugger all about male sexuality.

In October 2012, Atkins drew condemnation for a Daily Mail article published under the headline, “I haven’t handed over a sex offender to the police – because I was told in confidence”.

Anne’s cousin didn’t hand over sex offenders to the police either; he was terrified of them and they were paying him money to teach his children. He sacked me instead because he wasn’t frightened of me. I wouldn’t always hand over a sex offender to the police myself; one reason would be that in North Wales there would be a high risk that if one did, their victim would be targeted in order to silence them, including by the police. I detailed in my post ‘Come, Friendly Bombs’ what happened when I did report an abduction and attempted group rape of a young woman in Birmingham. I have a complete lack of confidence in the ability of any UK authority to deal with sex offences. They just cannot do it, any of them. I would even go as far as to advise most victims of sex crimes not to even bother to ‘seek help’ from the recommended sources, the help will almost certainly make matters much worse and swathes of the ‘helpers’ are colluding with sex offenders. In north Wales, Dafydd’s gang used confidential information about people whom they thought may have previously been victims of sex crimes to target them all over again. It’s a nasty business and it is this bad because so many professional people have used their positions in fields such as the theatre, the Church and the media to shield sex offenders haven’t they Anne?

‘And now we have ‘Thought For The Day’ with Rabbi Laura Janner-Klausner…’

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I find Rabbi Laura impertinent myself.

 

Anne Atkins’s father, John Davidson Briggs (born 1917) (known as David Briggs), was born in Norwich, son of Canon George Wallace Briggs and Constance Barrow. George Wallace Briggs served as a padre in the Royal Navy and as a clergyman in Norwich, Loughborough; Canon of Leicester Cathedral; and then as Canon of Worcester Cathedral. The gang in Leicestershire of which Greville was a part dated back at least until the 1940s. By the 1970s, there was an organised abuse gang in Worcester but I don’t know how far back that gang stretched.

One of Briggs’s godfathers was the Archbishop of Canterbury, Randall Davidson, 1903-28. David Briggs sang in King’s College Choir both as a chorister, 1927-31 and as a choral scholar, 1936-39. Briggs attended Marlborough College and then studied at King’s College, Cambridge. Briggs sang in the first broadcast Christmas Eve carol service from King’s College Chapel in 1928 and continues to sing in a church choir, although he has now passed his 100th birthday.

 

David Briggs was interviewed by Mishal Husain in A Celebration of Christmas Carols broadcast on BBC Radio 2 on 25 December 2013, thus making his broadcasting career span 85 years. He was again interviewed on the BBC ‘Today’ programme on 24 December 2015.

In 1940 Briggs married Catherine Mary Lormer, a mathematics teacher whose students would include Sir Andrew Wiles, who later proved Fermat’s Last Theorem and Professor Sir Timothy Gowers of Cambridge University. David and Caroline Briggs’s children are Johnny, who farms in Wales; Professor Andrew Briggs; Catherine, who teaches the visually impaired; and Anne Atkins.

As a conscientious objector, David Briggs was drafted into the Pay Corps, which he hated, so his father, who was then Vice-Dean of Worcester Cathedral, negotiated him a transfer into the Medical Corps. However, it became a requirement that members of the Medical Corps had to bear arms, an order which he refused to obey on the grounds that he would not bear arms that he would not use, and faced the possibility of court-martial, but this was withdrawn after the order was found to be against the Geneva Convention and for the rest of WW II, Briggs continued as a corporal, being ineligible for promotion or decoration as a conscientious objector. He took part in the Normandy landings and help set up a field hospital, 102 British General Hospital near Bayeux, where he formed a choir of about 25 Top Doctors and nurses which subsequently performed in different parts of Normandy.

Briggs was well-networked with vintage Top Doctors. Clergymen caught molesting children have long since been assisted by Top Doctors. The Top Docs have always been happy to silence the distressed kids who had ‘nervous breakdowns’ without explanation and write a letter of reference in support of the molester, taking a sympathetic view of their ‘problems’ and attribute it to ‘hormones’, ‘stress’, an ‘unhappy marriage’ etc, while stressing how much good they have done the world and how dreadful it would be if the police were to become formally involved in this matter. By the 1960s, psychiatrists were organising ‘therapy groups’ for clergy with ‘marital difficulties’, which suggests that the Dirty Vicar was quite a common species. One such person who did this was Dr Robin Skynner, a big pal of John Cleese. See previous posts.

We had a Dirty Vicar in Bawdrip, the village where I lived for a few years as a child. The kids at school used to recite a rhyme: ‘There was a young lady from Tod/Who prayed for a baby from God/But it wasn’t the Almighty/Who crept up her nightie/It was the vicar the dirty old sod’ and we all thought that it was particularly brilliant because We Knew About Mr Rigg. So did the Bishop of Bath and Wells, a delegation of furious parishioners went to see him.

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The Bishop told the delegation that The Church Would Deal With It. Rigg was still the vicar of St Michael and All Angels after I had graduated. Furthermore Rigg had been sent to Somerset because he’d previously crept up a few too many nighties in Lincolnshire. Rigg was the only vicar in his family, he came from a legal family ‘with Judges in it’. Rigg’s time at Bawdrip may well have overlapped with George Carey’s incumbency as the Bishop of Bath and Wells, the George who is now fondly remembered as having concealed the sex offending of Bishop Peter Ball, Carlo’s pal, when George served as Archbishop of Canterbury.

Bishop George, whom Brown’s mum used to describe as being ‘as weak as water’:

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After Rigg molested one of the kids in his parish, she was admitted to hospital, where she was visited by Rigg, who molested her again in the hospital. An Angel caught him, called the Top Doc and Rigg was Referred to a Top Doc in Bridgwater. Who explained that Rigg molested kids because Rigg and his wife ‘had a brother and sister relationship’. Brown commented that was hardly an excuse for molesting kids; furthermore it was not surprising that his wife didn’t sleep with Rigg, not only was he a child molester but the marriage was arranged by her father who was friends with Rigg and she was many years younger then the old git with Judges In The Family. There was a happy ending though, Rigg’s wife was appointed Brown Owl and Rigg used to give the girls lifts to Brownies. See previous posts and comments for more J.F. Rigg-related fun as well as for information about three other legendary Somerset vicars, Father Applegarth, Mr Pengelly and the Rev Ballard, who were a source of great entertainment to Brown, Brown’s brother and I in our youth. We just took it for granted that vicars in Somerset were completely mad.

 

In early June 2014, David Briggs recalled some of his experiences from this time in a radio interview given in a brief BBC D-Day anniversary presentation. While in the Medical Corps Briggs formed and conducted an a cappella choir.

From 1946 Briggs taught at Bryanston School, Dorset. With his wife’s help and the boys’ labour, he built the Greek Theatre at Bryanston which led to the Greek summer school which is now held there every year. In 1959, following a short hiatus, Briggs became Head of King’s College School, Cambridge, a position he held until his retirement in 1977. During his tenure he turned the school co-educational. The school’s Briggs Building is named after him.

The zoologist Michael Swann is an alumnus of King’s College School, Cambridge. Swann was appointed as Chairman of the BBC Governors, 1973-80, by Ted Heath who admired the no nonsense way in which Swann, as Principal and VC of Edinburgh University, 1965-74, had dealt with student protests, particularly with an upstart called Gordon Brown. Having cut his teeth on reigning in the man who later became PM on the back of his own knowledge of senior politicians concealing the crimes of Dafydd et al (see previous posts), Michael Swann failed to notice Jimmy Savile hanging about in the BBC, the Savile who was a pal of Dafydd’s. Swann became Lord Swann in 1981, in the wake of Thatch being safely in No 10, Jeremy Thorpe getting clean away with it all and Mary Wynch having been unlawfully imprisoned by Dafydd. Swann also served as VC of York University, from 1979 until 1990, the year of his death. Swann’s brother Hugh was cabinet maker to Lilibet; his Uncle was Brigadier Vivian Dykes, Chief Combined Secretary British Joint Staff Mission Washington, 1942; his stepfather was Sir Sydney Castle Roberts, Secretary of Cambridge University Press and Vice-Chancellor of the University of Cambridge; and his brother-in-law was Monsignor Graham Leonard. Michael Swann knew zoologists at UCNW who were colluding with Dafydd’s gang. See previous posts.

During his time in Cambridge, David Briggs became a close friend of conductor, organist and composer Sir David Willcocks and of the Rev Professor Owen Chadwick.

Owen Chadwick was an Anglican priest, who studied at St John’s College, Cambridge and in 1964 became a honorary Fellow of St John’s College, Cambridge. Ronnie Waterhouse went to St John’s College, Cambridge and was delighted when one of his offspring followed in his footsteps to St John’s College, Cambridge. Chadwick held two Chairs at Cambridge, was Master of Selwyn College, 1956-83 and VC of Cambridge University, 1969-71.  He also lectured at Oxford University. Chadwick was President of the British Academy, 1981-85.

When Chadwick was VC of Cambridge University, he ‘guided Cambridge through turbulent times in the late 1960s, including the Garden House riot in 1970′. The Garden House riot was the only serious disturbance at Cambridge during the student protests; it resulted in police action and criminal charges against students, yet there were allegations, which Chadwick denied, that the riot had been incited by senior members of Cambridge University.

Chadwick was elected President of Cambridge University RFC in 1973.

Chadwick Chaired the Archbishops’ Commission on Church and State (1966–1970), known as the Chadwick Commission, which recommended that Parliament should pass the regulation of the church to a General Synod rather than disestablishment. The General Synod has consistently concealed even the most serious criminality on the part of the clergy and some members of the General Synod, such as Selwyn College, Cambridge graduate John Gummer, also concealed organised abuse, as well as that by Dafydd et al, as Cabinet Ministers. Gummer read History – Chadwick held Chairs in History at Cambridge – and was part of the Tory Party’s ‘Cambridge Mafia’, ie. Ken Clarke, Leon Brittan, Norman Lamont and Norman Fowler. They led the field with regard to colluding with Dafydd and the gang. See previous posts.

Chadwick was also a Trustee of the National Portrait Gallery, 1978-94. Lord Lloyd Kenyon aka Lloyd Tyrell-Kenyon was a Trustee of the National Portrait Gallery, 1953-88. Lord Kenyon was a major umbrella of Dafydd’s throughout the years of Peak Paedophilia. Kenyon’s son Thomas was known to be sexually abusing at least one boy in the care of the social services in north Wales. When Thomas was caught red handed, the boy was prosecuted after Thomas made a complaint of theft against him – among the stolen items were Polaroid porn shots of Thomas and the boy – and sent to a detention centre. Thomas faced no action. Thomas died of HIV AIDS in 1993; his father died just a few weeks apart from him. Lord Kenyon held numerous roles, including that of President of UCNW, 1947-82; Chairman of Clwyd Health Authority; a member of the North Wales Police Authority; the most senior Freemason in North Wales; Director of Lloyds Bank (see previous posts, eg. ‘A Bit More Paleontology’).

Owen Chadwick was Chancellor of the University of East Anglia, 1984-94. The linguist Andrew Radford worked at UEA, 1975-76, then at Oxford University, 1976-78, then at the University of Essex and then he turned up at UCNW in 1980, where Radford remained as Prof and Head of Linguistics until 1989, before returning to the University of Essex. Radford was infamous at UCNW for being a puerile old git who shagged undergrads on a vast scale. Not only that, but Radford supplied his colleagues at Bangor with the full details of his encounters with students and the authorities at UCNW were fully aware that there was a direct correlation between the students who received Firsts and those who had shagged Radford. Radford was so excessive that he won’t have just taken up such past-times once he arrived in Bangor, he’d have been doing that for years and nothing was said about it when he applied for his next job.

As far as I knew, Radford’s student bedfellows were consenting, but his activities did greatly upset some undergrads, one being a girl who was my neighbour in hall in the first year at UCNW. She became very obviously quite distressed, sought help from the Student Health Centre and guess what? She was sent to Gwynne the lobotomist. After one encounter with Gwynne she was so distressed that she attempted suicide. She was taken to the North Wales Hospital, by which time her mum, who was an Angel in Shrewsbury, had hit the roof and made a formal complaint about Gwynne. As with me two years later, it was Tony Francis who was called upon to reassure everyone that Gwynne had been dealt with and This Will Never Happen Again. The girl’s mum told Francis that her daughter was under no circumstances to return to the Dept of Linguistics. Radford wrote to Tony Francis to tell him that there was no reason why this young woman could not continue as one of his students. No-one confronted Radford or Gwynne, the whole mess was constructed as this student over-reacting ‘because she was ill’ and in the words of Dr D.G.E. Wood, ‘wet’. Francis declared that she was just a ‘weak person’. Years later the girl concerned killed herself, under the ‘care’ of Francis’s former colleagues in Manchester, who had scandalously neglected her for years.

My former neighbour did become seriously depressed, but she should never have been sent to a lobotomist who was running a trafficking ring and someone should have addressed Radford’s behaviour, because it was completely out of hand. I don’t know if there were any other disasters as a result of students not being able to cope with the atmosphere in Radford’s Dept of Linguistics, but I know that at least three students tried to commit suicide after encountering Gwynne. This was not the students, it was him, he was fucking catastrophic and everyone knew it.

I have been told that I was particularly feared by the gwerin/paedophiles’ friends in terms of my potential whistleblowing activities because of the killer info on my CV: ‘BSc II(i) Agricultural Botany, UCNW, 1981-84’. I am informed that people seeing this, even those who knew nothing about me, immediately thought ‘Oh God, the years of Sir Charles Evans, Gwynne, Andrew Radford, Gordon Farley,  John Wilson, John Farrar, Dafydd’s paedophile ring… etc etc’.

So the answer was to wreck career after career of mine and tell the world that I and my close friends were absolute bastards.

Andrew Radford was an undergraduate at Trinity College, Cambridge, 1964-68, remained at Trinity to undertake his PhD and then stayed at Trinity as a Research Fellow until 1975.

Dr Prys Morgan Jones was a student at Trinity College, Cambridge at pretty much the same time as Radford. Prys and Ronnie Waterhouse’s friend Prof J. Gwynne Williams was Chair of Welsh History at UCNW when Radford was busy with the undergrads and when my former neighbour tried to kill herself. The other person who knew what happened was Professor of Theology at Bangor, Eryl Wynn Davies, who at the time was a junior lecturer and the warden for our hall. Eryl is a Cambridge graduate as well, but I can’t remember which college he attended.

Here’s one of Eryl’s books:

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There was an elite paedophile/trafficking ring at Cambridge. Whether Radford was part of that or whether he was just a pillock I don’t know.

All of these people knew that there was exploitation and abuse of young people – including very young people, children well below the age of consent – in north Wales and Cambridge. They also knew that lies were being told about me because I had challenged Dafydd and Gwynne, the leaders of the pack. There was no ‘grey area’ with people like Dafydd, Gwynne and Radford, their misconduct could not have gone unnoticed or been open to different interpretations.

When Radford left Bangor in 1989 it was under a very big cloud indeed. Did Radford’s career end? Of course not. He relocated to the University of Essex as Prof, served three terms as Head of Dept and one as Dean. Radford retired in 2013 and since then has been Professor Emeritus. My former neighbour from hall is still dead.

 

While I was googling Eryl’s book just now, I came across another Eryl Davies, Eryl Oliver Davies (22 December 1922 – 31 May 1982), who was a Welsh teacher and school inspector and was Chief Inspector of Schools for Wales from 1972 until his death in 1982. During 1972-82, Dafydd’s gang were abusing kids across north Wales. There was also abuse of kids in west Wales and south Wales. The kids in children’s homes and SEN kids were very much more vulnerable than kids from comfortable homes without difficulties, but what was happening to some kids was so extreme that Eryl Oliver Davies could not have missed it. In 1979, there was a huge row about ‘standards of schools in Gwynedd’ on which the Windbag tried to capitalise. Being the Windbag, he made it a Welsh language issue. It wasn’t a language issue, it was that bloody gang again, the gang who’s members were personal friends of the Windbag’s wife, her parents and her parents’ mate Lord Cledwyn, who was the Labour MP for Anglesey, 1951-79 and Secretary of State for Wales, 1966-68, (see post ‘How Much Greater Is A Man Than A Sheep?’). Anglesey is generally agreed to be the most corrupt Council in north Wales and that is some achievement; the rot goes back years. Dafydd’s mistress and partner-in-crime social worker Lucille Hughes worked as the Children’s Officer on Anglesey, 1966-69 and Dafydd himself carried out ‘research into incest’ on Anglesey in the early 1960s.

 

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The most corrupt Council in Wales Windbag and probably the most corrupt in the UK. Councillors went to prison and become Councillors again when they had been released, Councillors became millionaires from bribery and corruption in the Planning Dept, children in care were hung from ropes in barns and thrashed… Your wife’s parents were Councillors on Anglesey. 

 

Eryl Oliver Davies was born in December 1922 in Merthyr Tydfil and went to school in Methyr before attending Jesus College, Oxford. I have explained in previous posts (eg. ‘Come, Friendly Bombs’) how Jesus College is and was the ‘Welsh’ Oxford College, which educated many of those who later occupied senior positions which they used to conceal the crimes of Dafydd and the gang. Dafydd’s mate the corrupt judge Huw Daniel went to Jesus College, as did Huw Daniel’s father, the Schools Inspector, theologian and President of Plaid, J.E. Daniel, whom Dafydd knew when Dafydd was young. Professor Gareth Roberts of the Normal College, Bangor University and General Teaching Council went to Jesus College, as did Harold Wilson. Wilson was not Welsh, but when he was PM Wilson moved heaven and earth to conceal the Westminster Paedophile Ring, of which Dafydd’s gang was a branch. Wilson was close to the child abuser George Thomas, the south Wales Labour MP who later became Speaker of the House. George Thomas grew up in the Rhondda near Methyr Tydfil. Thomas was known to be abusing children in south Wales, had links with Dafydd’s gang and Eryl Oliver Davies will have known George Thomas, everyone did. See previous posts eg. ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’.

Eryl Oliver Davies served in the South Wales Borderers and the King’s Shropshire Light Infantry during WW II. After WW II, Davies began teaching at Bradford Grammar School. There was organised abuse in Bradford and the wider Yorkshire region stretching back many years and by the 1960s/70s, the Yorkshire ring, in which Jimmy Savile was a major figure, had linked up to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales.

After teaching in Bradford, Davies before became a schools inspector in Wales, becoming Chief Inspector of Schools in Wales in 1972, just as Dafydd and John Allen’s business of children’s home in north Wales began to take off. The inspection of children’s homes was a responsibility of the Welsh Office and even the Waterhouse Report admitted that the Welsh Office just didn’t bother to inspect most of the homes in north Wales regularly, even after complaints of serious abuse. The Secretary of State for Wales, 1970-74, was Lord Peter Thomas, under Heath as PM. Thomas was Chairman of the Conservative Party, 1970-72. Eryl Davies was appointed Chief Inspector for Schools in Wales in 1972, but presumably he achieved seniority in the years just before that. George Thomas was Secretary of State for Wales, 1968-70. George Thomas had worked as a teacher in south Wales before he entered the Commons in 1945. The Secretary of State for Education, 1970-74, was Thatch. Thatch and George Thomas were good friends, despite the political divide; Thatch maintained that their Methodism was the basis for their friendship. George Thomas was also very close to the Jewish community in south Wales, among whom Greville Janner’s father Barnett Janner grew up (see post ‘O Jones, O Jones’).

Sir Lawrence Byford was Inspector of Constabulary for the region which included north Wales and then Chief Inspector of Constabulary, 1983-87. Byford’s responsibilities covered the North Wales Police from the late 1970s, during which time the North Wales Police were fully on board with Dafydd’s gang. Byford was educated at Leeds University and served with the West Riding Police, 1947-68. He then joined the senior management of the Lincolnshire Constabulary, on Thatch’s home territory, serving as Chief Constable, 1973-77. See post ‘Top Of The Cops’. Byford’s son Mark also went to Leeds University and later rose up through the BBC, becoming Deputy DG. Mark Byford was one of the BBC bigwigs who didn’t notice Jimmy Savile assaulting kids on BBC premises. The Savile who had ruled Yorkshire for decades, who had a flat in Leeds and who was mates with corrupt police officers in Leeds, as well as being mates with Dafydd’s gang.

Eryl Oliver Davies was also a member of the School Broadcasting Council, the Schools Council and the Open University Advisory Committee for Wales. The Open University was famously one of Harold Wilson’s flagship achievements; Wilson delegated the task of establishing the OU to Lord Goodman, Wilson’s friend and crooked solicitor and Jennie Lee, Nye Bevan’s widow. The Planning Committee for the OU was packed with people close to Wilson who were concealing the Westminster Paedophile Ring and associated criminality, including that of Dafydd et al.

One such person was Lord Fulton, Principal of University College, Swansea, 1947-59 – the employer of Rhodri Morgan’s father as well as of Dafydd’s buddy Saunders Lewis. Then Fulton was VC of the University of Wales, 1952-54 and again between 1958-59. In 1959 Fulton was appointed Principal of University College Sussex, which became the University of Sussex in 1961. He remained there until 1967. Another of Wilson’s mates on the Planning Committee of the OU was Lord Asa Briggs, Vice-Chancellor of Sussex University, 1967-76 and Chancellor of the OU 1978-94. Briggs was a Cambridge graduate who grew up and went to school in Keighley near Bradford and worked in Intelligence at Bletchley Park during WW II. Briggs was a close friend of Howard Smith, who became DG of MI5 in 1979. In 1967, Briggs was outraged when three Sussex students threw red paint over a visiting US official as a protest against the Vietnam War and nearly 40 years later in a Radio 4 interview, Briggs’s daughter stated that her father had never forgiven them. One of the students was Merfyn Jones, who later became VC of Bangor University. Briggs concealed the Sussex end of Dafydd’s and John Allen’s trafficking ring – kids from children’s homes in north Wales were trafficked to brothels owned by John Allen in London and Brighton – and Briggs will have known that Merfyn grew up in Llanfrothen, a village in the area ruled by Dafydd and Gwynne’s gang, with the local people suffering quite considerably at their hands (see previous posts eg. ‘The Village’). Briggs didn’t die until 2016, which meant that he and his mates in the security services were around a very long time to cause trouble. See post ‘Anthem For Doomed Youth’ for the story of the red paint, Asa’s previous, Lord Fulton etc.

If anyone knows whether Asa Briggs was any relation to the Briggs’s in Anne Atkins’ wider network, please let me know.

 

Eryl Oliver Davies died on 31 May 1982 at the age of 59, in post. I have no idea what the circumstances of Davies’s death were but 59 years is not a great age for a professional person and Dafydd and the gang were under pressure in 1982 because Mary Wynch was on her way to the Master Of The Rolls. The different factions of the gwerin were pursuing a civil war at UCNW and were trying to oust Sir Charles Evans; they didn’t manage to do that but they did throw Lord Kenyon overboard. He was replaced as President of UCNW by Sir William Mars-Jones, another one of Dafydd’s huge umbrellas and a friend and colleague of Ronnie Waterhouse. See previous posts eg. ‘Meet The Gwerin!’.

 

Owen Chadwick’s brother Henry was Master of Peterhouse, Cambridge. Peterhouse was famous for interesting behaviour on the part of lecturers and students, including parties where men dressed as women, used women’s names and participated in japes. Michael Portillo was one who did so. The Portillo whom I was told when I lived in Bethesda was a regular at gay clubs, the Portillo who denied being gay until one day he remembered that he had been sexually involved with men after all and after that remembered that he’d felt obliged to deny it because Thatch’s Tory Party was so homophobic. That was when they weren’t concealing the crimes of Dafydd et al who were procuring boys as sexual partners for leading Tories such as Sir Peter Morrison and Norman St John-Stevas. See previous posts eg. ‘The Bay Of Pigs Invasion’.

Whether Owen Chadwick was any relation of A.H. Chadwick aka Dr Andrew Chadwick of the BMA who so helpfully assisted Tony Francis, Dafydd et al during the late 1980s/early 1990s in their industrial scale perjury in the multiple attempts to have me imprisoned I don’t know.

 

David Briggs’s sister – Anne Atkins’ aunt – Audrey Ruth Churchill (née Briggs) (1920–2005) worked at Bletchley Park, 1942-45, after graduating from Cambridge. Baroness Jean Trumpington aka Trumpers worked at Bletchley Park, but being Trumpers she did no work, although she ensured that she got to know everyone who was worth knowing. Trumpers was later a fixture at Cliveden – Trumpers’ friend from Bletchley Park Sarah Norton was Bill Astor’s first wife – including the orgies involving the Royals, Gov’t Ministers, call girls and Russian spies which led to the downfall of Macmillan’s Gov’t. Trumpers’ lived in Cambridge for many years, including during the late 1960s and throughout the 70s, when her husband Alan Barker was Head of the Leys School. She served as Mayoress of Cambridge and was involved with the Cambridge Tories. Trumpers was a pal of Rab Butler, who was at the time Master of Trinity College, Cambridge. See post ’95 Glorious Years!’. The high spot of Trumpers’ life cam in the late 1980s, when as junior Health Minister, she was responsible for appointing Jimmy Savile to the management task force of Broadmoor Hospital. See posts ‘Socio-Political Context Of The North Wales Mental Health Services In The 1980s’ and ‘A Pretty Classy Piece Of Operation’. After working at the Leys School, Alan Barker became Head of University College School, where Harold Wilson’s sons went to school. Trumpers used to entertain Wilson and Mary to tea (see post ‘Come, Friendly Bombs’).

In 1946 Audrey Ruth married former SOE Officer Major Oliver Churchill. Oliver’s brother Peter Churchill also served in the SOE and their brother Walter was a Battle of Britain ace. Oliver and Peter’s father, William Algernon Churchill, who died in 1947, was a British diplomat and art connoisseur. Oliver Churchill was educated at Stowe School and King’s College, Cambridge.

William Algernon’s wife was Violet (nee Meyers), a classical singer from an influential Birmingham family. Violet’s brother Walter Meyers was a Top Doctor who died young in 1901 and her sister was Stella Churchill who died in 1954. Stella was also a Top Doctor, well-known medical psychologist and psychotherapist who specialised in Wimmin’s Health. Stella was a Girton Girl who subsequently qualified as a Top Doc at the London School of Medicine for Wimmin, which was established in 1874 and the first British Medical School to train wimmin Top Doctors.

London School of Medicine for Wimmin, Hunter Street.

 

Elizabeth Garrett Anderson was Dean (1883-1903) while the school was rebuilt, became part of London University and was consolidated with the Royal Free Hospital.

Royal Free Hospital – School of Medicine for Women, Hunter Street.

In 1896, the School was renamed the London Royal Free Hospital School of Medicine for Wimmin. In 1894, the Indian feminist Dr. Rukhmabai qualified as a Top Doctor after attending the London School of Medicine for Wimmin. The number of Indian women students steadily increased so that by 1920 the school, in co-operation with the India Office, opened a hostel for female Indian medical students.

In the early 1980s, there were feminist protests outside of the Royal Free Hospital as a result of the sheer number of wimmin who were so unhappy with their childbirth experiences there. In 1987 I had a bizarre interview at the Royal Free and during the course of the interview, one of the panel divulged information that could have only come from Dafydd or Tony Francis. Duncan Orme, the Students Union Welfare Officer at UCNW who concealed Dafydd’s gang and the havoc that Gwynne the lobotomist was creating, was rewarded for this by a place on the NHS management training scheme, although Duncan ended up with the Third and, I was told, failed his accountancy exams. Duncan’s first post was at the Royal Free. The semi-literate and innumerate Duncan ended up as the Financial Director of one of the lethal, bankrupt and troubled NHS Trusts in Staffordshire. See previous posts for the gen on Duncan.

In 1998, the London Royal Free Hospital School of Medicine merged with UCH’s Medical School to form the UCL Medical School.

Dr Stella Churchill held posts as a Top Doctor at the Hospital for Sick Children, Great Ormond Street, the Victoria Hospital for Children and the Italian Hospital, before being appointed anaesthetist to the British Red Cross Hospital at Netley. She was Assistant Medical Officer for Health for Maternity and Child Welfare at Bermondsey, 1920-22, and First Assistant then Deputy Medical Officer for Health for St Pancras, 1922-24. Stella served as the President of the Maternity and Child Welfare Group of the Society of Medical Officers of Health and on the Council of the Save the Children Fund.

There was great poverty in all these areas of London in which Stella was working and contrary to popular myth, the role of Top Doctors in such places was not to selflessly Help The Poor by applying liberal values. The Top Docs were judgemental, usually held the poor to blame for their own difficulties and Wimmin Top Docs were employed to tell their much poorer wimmin patients what to do. Top Docs were fully aware of child prostitution and organised abuse and they were complicit with it. They also played a major role in the transport of huge numbers of children from slums in British cities, including London, to Australia, where the kids led lives of slavery and sexual abuse. The parents of the children were persuaded to hand them over by being told that their kids were going to lives of great opportunities. When the kids in Australia grew up and tried to trace their families, they were obstructed as much as possible by the Australian and British authorities and if they persisted they were told that their parents were dead.

Stella Churchill retired from public health work, became interested in medical psychology and was appointed psychotherapist to the Tavistock Clinic and the West End Hospital for Nervous Diseases. The dear old Tavi began on rotten foundations back in 1920 and many of the crazed analysts who featured in previous posts passed through there. There was a problem from the outset with the Tavi concealing the abuse of children or less powerful people by more powerful people, some of whom were personally known and on good terms with the Tavi. Stella will have had a sound training in discredited psychoanalytic theory and victim blaming, just like Gwynne and Dafydd were still relying on decades later.

The Pioneering Woman Stella Churchill took a strong interest in infertility, STDs and was a member of the Eugenics Society, serving on its Committee from 1931.

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Stella Churchill opened the first local child welfare clinic at Strand on the Green School.

Stella wrote many books on maternity and child welfare, including the 1925 volume ‘The Hygiene of Life and Safer Motherhood’, Edited by Sir W. Arbothnot Lane, Sir William Wilcox, Sir R. Armstrong-Jones, Sir B. Bruce-Porter, Dr E. Sloan Chesser, Dr Stella Churchill, Dr Caleb W. Saleeby et al.

Sir R. Armstrong-Jones was a Welsh psychiatrist and the grandfather of Lord Snowdon, who married Ma’am Darling. R. Armstrong-Jones was the son of a Congregationalist Minister from Caernarfonshire. Armstrong-Jones went to school in Porthmadog and Wrexham, then studied at UCNW and at Bart’s. He married Margaret, the daughter of Sir Owen Roberts (O.M. Roberts), an educationalist from near Bala. See previous posts.

Sir R. Armstrong-Jones’s grandson Tony, Lord Snowdon, enjoyed himself with recreational chemicals and sex workers of both genders, being bisexual. See previous posts. Ma’am Darling’s Top Doctors were Ann and Peter Dally, who were known to be flogging class A drugs and helpful Court reports to anyone rich enough to afford their services. See post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’. Ann Dally’s drug dealing was facilitated by the corrupt Home Office Drug’s Branch mandarin Bing Spear, who was providing the same assistance to Dafydd. In his old age, Lord Snowdon was one of the bedfellows of Marjorie Wallace, who became a mental health campaigner and established the charidee SANE when it was clear that the North Wales Hospital Denbigh was earmarked for closure. Marjorie’s campaigning message was that nutters needed to be kept locked up and furthermore they wanted to be. I wrote to Marjorie in 1988 and gave her a full account of Dafydd’s crimes. Marjorie did not reply. See post ‘One Dangerous Fucker’. Lord Snowdon’s family seat was near Caernarfon and he used to pop up to north Wales.

 

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From 1925-32 Stella Churchill represented South East Southwark on the London County Council. She was Parliamentary Labour Candidate for Hackney North in 1924 and for Brentford and Chiswick in 1929.

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This crooked lawyer, Labour MP and best mate of George Thomas was also influenced by Dr Stella and psychoanalytic theory:
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There were many other Pioneering Wimmin who trained at the London School of Medicine for Wimmin, who no matter what Jenni Murray believes did as much damage to their female patients as many of those in possession of testicles did. In some cases they did more, because gendered conduct is a bugger like that.
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Dr Stella Churchill was married to Sidney John Alexander Churchill, often referred to as Sidney J. A. Churchill, a diplomat, art connoisseur and author. In 1880, Sid joined the Persian Telegraph Department of the Indian Civil Service, where he gained an extensive knowledge of the Persian language and of Persia. He then served as British Consul in Persia (1886–94) and was in attendance on the Shah of Persia during his visit to England in 1889. Sid followed that up with postings as Consul in Surinam and French Guiana (1894), Palermo (1898–1909) and Naples (1909–12); then as Consul-General in Naples (1912–18) and Lisbon (1918–21). In 1901, Sid was entrusted with the last message from Queen Victoria to Prince Philippe, Duke of Orleans. Sid died aged 59 in 1921, in Levallois-Perret on his way to England.
Sir Sid certainly did well for someone married to a Lady Doctor who was Helping The Poor. He was a collector of Renaissance and Oriental manuscripts and of jewels, bronzes, pictures and other antiques while in Persia and Italy. After his death Sir Sid’s extensive personal collections were auctioned at Sotheby’s, who advertised ‘The extensive and interesting collection of continental & Near Eastern works of art, textiles & embroideries, Italian and Sicilian objects of vertu, knives, forks, spoons, silver and enamels and the valuable and well-known collection of peasant jewellery, the property of the late Sidney J. A. Churchill, Esq’.

From 1880–94, Sid collected Persian, Arabic, Turkish and Hebrew manuscripts for the British Museum (Vol. IV of their Persian Catalogue of Manuscripts is almost entirely devoted to the ‘Churchill Manuscripts’); collected art objects in Persia for the Victoria and Albert Museum under Gen. Sir R. M. Smith and also researched the history of gold and silver work in Italy, especially the Two Sicilies. His Lady Doctor wife spent her life working in the Third Sicily with others who were Helping The Poor.

Sir Sidney wrote many books, particularly on Italian goldsmiths, in both English and Italian. He also had letters relating to artistic matters published in ‘The Burlington Magazine’. 

Sidney and Stella had a son George and their daughter was the archeologist Ruth Plant, 1912-88, who studied at the Architectural Association School of Architecture. Sir Clough Williams-Ellis, Bertrand Russell’s friend (see post ‘So Who Was Angry About What?’) who owned the Brondanw estate at Llanfrothen/Croesor and who’s many posh friends with second homes on Clough’s estate knew about Dafydd and Gwynne and who sometimes made use of their services (see previous posts), studied at the AASA, but years before Ruth. Clough will have known Ruth though, as a well-known architect who had a practice in London during Ruth’s years as a young architect.

 

Audrey’s Ruth Briggs’s oldest son is Toby Churchill (born 29 June 1947), a disabled entrepreneur. Toby founded a company manufacturing communication aids for people who cannot speak. He was born in Cambridge, where he has lived for all of his life and educated at the Perse School, Cambridge and the University of Bath. In 1968, aged 21, Toby became disabled and lost his speech after contracting  encephalitis. Dissatisfied with the rudimentary communication aids then available for people who cannot speak, he designed the first Lightwriter for his own use and, after meeting other people with similar needs, started to manufacture them. Toby set up Toby Churchill Limited in 1973 to manufacture portable text-based communication aids. The company won a number of awards including a British Design Award in 1969, a DTI Languages for Export Award in 1996 and the Queen’s Award for Export in 1995 and 1996.

Soon after partially recovering from his disabilities Toby designed an adapted car for his own use, able to be controlled entirely by his left hand.

Toby’s inventions appeared four times on BBC’s ‘Tomorrow’s World’ during the 1970s. He also set up a wine importing business, a property rental business in France, a super car rental business and was consulted by Cambridge City Council over the design of a public toilet. He is a Fellow of the Royal Society of Arts.

Toby’s inventions sound brilliant and I am glad that he has benefited from them, but as with all the media stories that the Top Doctors are currently putting out with regard to us now being in an era of ‘personalised medicine’ with drugs which are ‘tailored to the patient’s DNA’, I haven’t seen any evidence of these innovations and advances trickling down to the mass of the population. Most of the disabled people whom I have encountered are living restricted lives and are worried sick about their benefits being withdrawn, if indeed that has not already happened. There are cases in the UK of physically disabled people being moved into care homes against their wishes because the local authority has refused to pay for the home carers that they need. Other disabled people are giving up jobs that they enjoy because the payments for their assistants have been withdrawn. I don’t see any people whizzing along on the sort of scooter that Stephen Hawking had or driving a Tobyesque car which can be controlled by one hand. But then I’m not a relative of Anne Atkins’ who lives in Cambridge. Before the Top Docs put out anymore PR pieces about smart drugs that interact with one’s DNA, perhaps they’d like to stop the Top Docs in north Wales from exterminating vulnerable people and alert the nation to the fact that the only human contact that some severely disabled people have is the carer who comes in four times a day for half and hour to do the basics at top speed. And if I know anything about Ysbyty Gwynedd, the Angels will still be incapable of getting a bedpan to an elderly patient who’s on the other side of the ward.

 

Here are a few extras to consider in the light of the information provided in this post so far.

Cambridge University features very heavily among the Atkins’ family and the extended network who were concealing some terrible things while adopting a superior grandiose position. Some of those involved were at Cambridge, or knew people who were, in the late 1920s and 30s. There is also mention of art connoisseurs and Cultured people of noble birth who rub noses with Royalty. It’s all rather Sir Anthony Blunt, who as well as being a Trinity College graduate, a distant relative of Lilibet, cluttering up Buck House and spying for the Ruskies, was also an old Queen who was a member of the elite paedophile ring based at the Kincora Boys’ Home in Belfast which had links with Dafydd’s gang. Blunt was famously one of the Cambridge spy ring who were members of the Cambridge Apostles. Most of the Apostles came from Trinity College or King’s College.

Rab, Master of Trinity. The extent of his fuckwittery and wilful ignoring of something terrible growing and growing in an endemically corrupt Home Office, criminal justice and mental health system may be read in my post ‘Rab, High Table And The Founding Fathers’.

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There has always been a great deal of fuzziness as to how many Cambridge spies there were; being spies, they couldn’t be believed, so who knows how many there were, but what is certain is that Trinity College and King’s College bred British agents and double agents at that and they will have recruited future generations of agents from younger students.

I know of two definite links to Wales: Goronwy Rees, the Principal of Aberystwyth University, 1953-56, worked for MI5, was a good friend of Guy Burgess and came under suspicion of being a KGB agent. Goronwy’s father was a Calvinist Methodist Minister at Aberystwyth, although they moved to Cardiff when Goronwy was a boy. Goronwy lived in Aberystwyth in his final years. See post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’. Goronwy’s brother was Ronnie Waterhouse’s pal, the High Court judge Geraint Rees. Eric Hobsbawm was an Apostle when he was at King’s College, Cambridge. Eric was one of those who knew Sir Clough and had a second home at Croesor.

Eric’s daughter Julia has spent her life doing ridiculous things like running PR companies and being a Professor of Networking at the LSE. Julia Hobsbawm hit the big time with her PR company Hobsbawm Macaulay in the early 1990s. The Macaulay bit of Hobsbawm Macaulay was Sarah Macaulay, who later became Sarah Brown when she married Gordon, as in Gordon the PM who was up to his neck in undermining Merfyn Jones and destabilising Bangor University. Gordon was mates with the dreadful Lord Jack McConnell, who was at Stirling University with my best friend from school, pursued her, was rejected in favour of the man whom my friend later married and from then on wily old Jack used his knowledge of what was happening to me in north Wales to freeze my friends out of polite company, trample on them while they were under attack from gangsters and climb to the top of Scottish politics, becoming FM in 2001, the year after the Waterhouse Report was published. See previous posts, including ‘The Turn Of The Screw’.

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Never mind the grief that I’ve been put through Gordon, what about all the patients whom the Top Docs allowed to die when Merfyn was Chairman of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board, in order to force his resignation?


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I was watching some old clips of Kilroy yesterday, searching for the clips of Dafydd when he made guest appearances on there in the 1990s, when the gwerin sent up a distress flare and guess what I found? I found a clip with Julia Hobsbawm on Kilroy! Annabel Heseltine was on the same clip. Julia and Annabel were both sporting angry red lipstick – warning plumage – and were very angry with Max Clifford, who was also on the show, because Max had laid a sting and outed Jerry Hayes, the Tory MP for Harlow, as having clandestine liaisons with men/boys. Annabel shrieked that Max had ruined a good man’s career and Julia told Max that PR was not about sleaze and deception, PR was, would you believe ethical. Really Julia??? The clip was from a Kilroy show in Jan 1997. The beginning of the year in which Waterhouse would listen to the horrific tales of life in the north Wales children’s homes and denounce it all as a pack of lies, the year that Dafydd’s gang were beavering away behind the scenes trying to get me incarcerated in Broadmoor with Jimmy Savile.

Max defended himself by saying that he had outed a Tory hypocrite because he was supporting Labour being so very angry ‘about what the Tories had done to the NHS’.

Max later went to prison for serial sexual assaults. Annabel’s dad repeatedly used his knowledge of the Westminster Paedophile Ring and what was happening to me at the hands of Dafydd’s gang to try and become PM. And as for Sarah – er, didn’t she know a man who was soon to be the Labour Gov’ts Chancellor of the Exchequer at the time?

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Would Sarah Jane Brown a ‘British campaigner for global health and education, founder and President of the children’s charity Theirworld, the Executive Chair of the Global Business Coalition for Education and the co-founder of A World at School’ like to tell us whether all those NHS deaths were worth it?

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In 2008 Sarah became the global patron for the White Ribbon Alliance for Safe Motherhood. You dumb bitch Sarah, you lost your own child, so you made sure that the lethal maternity services in north Wales, in Shropshire, in Morecombe Bay and elsewhere continued to kill mothers and babies so that your husband could have a job that he wasn’t very good at. Oh and my friend’s baby died as well. Not because like your Jennifer there were serious problems, but because she was my best friend, she was a witness and the Top Docs killed her baby out of criminal neglect to send out a message, just as they did when they found that there was nothing that they could do for Merfyn’s wife when your husband had just become PM…

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Hey Dafydd, all you need is a bit of red lipstick and you’ll be on the Woman’s Hour Power List too!

 

Gwilym Williams, graduate of Jesus College, Oxford and the Bishop of Bangor, 1957-82 and Archbishop of Wales, 1971-82, was one of those complicit with Dafydd and the gang who used his knowledge of Dafydd et al procuring children for Tories such as Sir Peter Morrison and Norman St John-Stevas to overcome Willie Whitelaw’s and Thatch’s resistance to establishing S4C. The succeeding Bishop of Bangor, Cledan Mears, was also a big mate of Dafydd’s. See previous posts.

Dafydd’s gang in north Wales/Chester were linked with the gang at Cambridge. In 1997 – the year of the Kilroy clip! – there was a big paedophile trial at Chester Crown Court. The presiding judge was Dafydd’s mate, the corrupt Huw Daniel, graduate of Jesus College, Oxford himself. The police asked Daniel not to lift the order concealing the identity of a small number of defendants, because it would jeopardise a forthcoming trial of Mr Bigs. Huw ignored the police’s request and lifted the order, thus sabotaging the trial. The trial of one man went ahead, Keith Laverack. Laverack was the former Director of Cambridgeshire Social Services. He had worked in children’s homes in Cheshire during the 1970s and then in Cambridgeshire. Laverack was found guilty and Daniel made a rousing speech which must have had a few creeps masturbating in the aisles, waxing lyrical about Laverack’s ‘perverted lusts’. The no nonsense judge received a round of applause from the gallery. The Big Boys got away. See previous posts. Should Laverack have ever wanted to become a supergrass and name the Big Boys, he wouldn’t have been much use, because the defence would have squealed loudly about him being a convicted sex offender who couldn’t be believed.

Huw Daniel was one of the barristers working in Chester and Wales during the 1970s and 80s who concealed the abuse of the children for which he jailed Laverack years later.

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Professor Fergus Lowe, who overthrew Dafydd’s influence in the Dept of Psychology in the late 1980s and built his own empire which was just as toxic, as well as desperately forging links with US universities, also worked very hard at partnering with Cambridge University academics ie. people like Simon Baron Cohen, who in turn had worked with some very questionable people themselves (see previous posts). The Ground Breaking Work at Bangor on dyslexia by Prof Tim Miles was carried out on children on Anglesey in the 1960s. Er, yes. When Lucille was Children’s Officer on Anglesey and Dafydd had just finished his ‘research’ on incest  on the island.

In terms of Anne Atkins’ cousin arriving in a very Welsh part of Wales to run a small private school when he and his wife were very hostile to the Welsh language and were very rude about Wales and Welsh people, the Porters stated that they took Hillgrove over in 1975. Which was the year that the Leo Abse-inspired Children Act arrived on the statute books and opened the floodgates for Dafydd and the gang, as hundreds of children were removed from their families and sent to live with the paedophile gang. The sort of children that ended up in the hands of Dafydd and John Allen were not the sort of children who went to Hillgrove. If any readers know why Anne’s network took root in Bangor in 1975, please do let me know.

I was not the only teacher unlawfully forced out of my job at Hillgrove; another teacher was as well, at exactly the same time as me. I was very friendly with her and we always used to go for a coffee after school. Those we know and love knew that we were friends. She was in a very violent marriage and every time that she threatened to leave her husband he’d tell her that if she did, he would tell Hillgrove School that she was a ‘drug addict’ and get her the sack. The only drugs that she was addicted to were benzodiazepines that her GP had prescribed in order to help her cope with the maniac whom she was living with. When Fearns came after me, Hillgrove School received a phone call from my friend’s husband informing them that she had a ‘drug problem’. The ‘diagnosis’ was backed up by a letter from a Top Doctor who had prescribed the drugs… My friend lived in Llandudno. Another part of Dafydd’s empire. I was told about a year later that my friend did leave her husband once she lost her job at Hillgrove because she had nothing to tie her to north west Wales anymore. She ended up homeless as the toe rag of an ex-husband caused problems everywhere that she went.

Perhaps Anne Atkins is thinking of a donation to St Martin-in-the-Fields this Christmas for their homelessness work? It’s a Christmas tradition, then when normal programmes resume, everyone goes back to ignoring the homeless once more or blaming them for not having somewhere to live.

 

Now for a little bit of background about Bangor Normal College, the teacher training college which merged with Bangor University in 1996, which if anything was an even bigger stronghold of the paedophiles’ friends than UCNW/Bangor University and Aberystwyth Universities.

The Normal College Y Coleg Normal was an independent teacher training college, founded in 1858. It was created through the efforts of the British and Foreign School Society and through Sir Hugh Owen and was funded by £11,000 raised through subscription and £2,000 of Government money. Sir Hugh Owen (14 January 1804 – 20 November 1881) was the main founder of Aberystwyth University. Hugh Owen was born on Anglesey and moved to London at the age of 21 to work as a solicitor’s clerk. He went to work for the Poor Law Commission in 1836, eventually becoming its Chief Clerk in 1853.

Owen became involved in the British and Foreign School Society in London and in 1843 published an open letter to the people of Wales, advocating the need to establish British and Foreign schools in Wales. As a Nonconformist, Owen supported the idea of non-denominational day schools. In 1843 he was instrumental in the appointing of an agent for the British and Foreign schools Society in North Wales and then in South Wales at a later date.

In 1846 Owen became honorary Secretary of the Cambrian Educational Society and published another letter advocating the establishment of schools in Wales. His campaign led to the establishment of a number of schools, but highlighted another problem: a shortage of trained teachers. In 1856 Owen was one of the founder member of a movement to establish the Normal College at Bangor for teacher training. His vision included another teacher training college in South Wales, one specifically for women in Swansea and a university for Wales. In 1863 a committee was formed to raise the funds to establish a University for Wales in Aberystwyth. By 1872, the University opened. It was not financially stable and Hugh Owen retired in order to raise funds, to clear the debt, and secure the future of the University.

Owen was briefly a member of the London School Board, elected to fill a casual vacancy in April 1872. He stood down at the November 1873 school board elections.

Owen saw the need to improve the education in intermediate schools, so that there were suitably qualified entrants for the new University. At the National Eisteddfod in Caernarfon in 1880, he read a paper to members of the Society of Cymmrodorion on Intermediate Education in Ireland and Secondary Education in Wales. This eventually led to the passing of the Welsh Intermediate Education Act of 1889.

I mentioned earlier in this post and I have discussed in previous posts the background of Professor Gareth Roberts who served as Principal of the Normal College, until it merged with Bangor University, when Professor Roberts then became a senior member of staff in the School of Education. Gareth Roberts was formerly an adviser for Gwynedd Education Authority when the paedophile gang was operating via the social services, the NHS and the educations services. Gareth Roberts must have noticed what I always noticed and what I have been told constantly by a whole variety of people of different generations and backgrounds ie. that many schools in north Wales served able kids from stable backgrounds very well and the kids achieved impressive things, but swathes of kids with difficulties were just abandoned. They were the kids who were usually the ones being targeted by the gang. Friar’s School in Bangor seems to have run a distinct two-tier system. The paedophiles’ friends who worked as lecturers, teachers, social workers, Top Docs, public services managers, police officers, Angels etc sent their children there and they followed in their parents’ footsteps and formed the local elite of the next generation. Then there were kids from the Maesgeirchan estate, including those who were in the clutches of the gang, who were just thrown away. I know of one man now in his 40s who dad went to prison, his mum upped and left and the kids just lived in the house by themselves with the older teenagers of them family looking after them. They never went to school again and Friar’s didn’t even ask where they had gone. I know of another girl who was being abused who started playing truant and I was told ‘Friars don’t give a bugger, they don’t want her there’. She didn’t go to school after she was 15. Some of these kids were difficult – although not all of them – but there was a complete abdication of responsibility. Schools advisers and inspectors knew this was happening but didn’t enquire further. That is how people can claim to have had no knowledge of a vicious trafficking gang.

I also heard a lot of stories from men who are now over the age of about 40 who described quite severe physical punishment in schools in Gwynedd, of the sort that had died out in most other parts of Wales and England. The official accounts of life in the children’s homes in north Wales and the schools attached to the homes often mention that ‘there was a cane in the Head’s office, but it was only used sparingly’. These were kids who were being kicked, beaten, seriously physically injured, gang raped, sold for sex and used for child porn. Don’t tell me that the cane was used sparingly.

Menai Williams was the Deputy Principal of the Normal College when Gareth Roberts was the Principal. Menai worked at the Normal College for many, many years, she was there as long ago as 1959 when she was a lecturer and warden of the halls. Menai was from a high profile Liberal Nonconformist family who personally knew the Lloyd Georges. Menai was involved with the UNA and when she organised a one day event on drug abuse in about 2005, Dafydd was the keynote speaker…

When the gwerin began to organise to overthrow Merfyn, the former members of staff of the Normal College were particularly enthusiastic (see previous posts).

Aled Griffiths was a Normal College lecturer as was Meri Huws. Aled aka the Buffet Slayer is a regular on this blog. His father was a Minister on Anglesey; Aled’s twin brother Huw was a grossly incompetent solicitor who used to sit in Bangor Magistrates Court in the 1980s and 90s and watch me and other people fitted up by the gang. Aled’s sister Gwenan Carrington was the Director of Gwynedd Social Services when they completely imploded and his wife Joanna was the Director of Conwy Social Services while Prestwood People Trafficking Ltd set up shop in the Conwy area. See previous posts. Meri is infamous (see previous posts), in the 1980s she worked as a community social worker on Maesgeirchan where the Ty’r Felin children’s home was located when the kids were being sold for sex at various locations including Dolphin Square (see previous posts ‘Are You Local?’).

Another ex-Normal College lecturer was Sian Ashton who was very aggressive and expected anyone in possession of ovaries to bang on about the wicked ways of Men and make lame jokes about being in need of chocolate and a massage, but Sian had a cult following because she hated Meri and there would be some impressive swearing and screaming when the two met.

My post ‘Slaves, Perfect Slaves’ discussed Dafydd Orwig, a former Normal College lecturer who was also a Gwynedd County Councillor. Dafydd Orwig played a major role in the framing of Patient F, denying him access to his child and ensuring that the child was raised by a family containing two child abusers. Dafydd Orwig liked to believe that he ruled supreme over Bethesda.

A Community Leader! They tend to act in their own best interests rather than anyone else’s. How were people told to find Dafydd Orwig’s house if they wanted to see ‘that Councillor who fixes everything?’ ‘It’s that really big newer house next to all the others in Braichmelyn’.

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Many moons ago Dafydd Orwig stood for election as a Plaid candidate. Yma O Hyd!

Dafydd Orwig was listed as a company director for Antur Dyffryn Ogwen cyf and for the WJEC. Yes, he’ll have had domain over the qualifications. WJEC was the exam board which failed to take action when John Owen, the drama teacher who abused his pupils for years in Pontypridd, had them writing explicit sex scenes for the exam. See post ‘Yet More Inglorious Bastards’. Other pupils refused to go to the drama practical because John Owen was keen on pupils getting a bit naked when they were acting and of course he liked the romantic scenes… Rhodri Morgan’s old mam worked for the WJEC for years, so Rhodri reassured himself that there wasn’t a problem.

 

Previous posts discussed the case of Ceryl Wyn Davies, who trained at the Normal College and just kept on getting caught abusing the pupils. It was OK though, Gwynedd Education Authority would re-employ him and then Ceryl would get caught again… It was alleged that Ceryl was getting away with this because of a close relative in Gwynedd County Council…

 

According to wiki, ‘renowned’ students and lecturers from the Normal College included:

Owain Owain (11 December 1929 – 19 December 1993) a Welsh novelist, short-story writer and poet. He also founded Tafod y Ddraig (The Dragon’s Tongue), which became the Welsh Language Society’s main voice from its birth in the 1960s to the present day. Meri Huws was Chairman of the Welsh Language Society when she was working as a social worker for Gwynedd.

Re Owain: ‘Having worked as a nuclear scientist in Windscale for a few years, he returned home to Wales in 1956 with his wife Eira, and settled down in Bangor to raise a family of four children, one of whom was Robin Llwyd ab Owain’. Owain Owain was a member of Mensa International and was the first secretary of the Bangor branch of the Welsh Language Society. Owain also sketched the society’s logo (a red dragon’s tongue).

Readers might remember that dear old Dafydd worked at Windscale before he realised that his true vocation was as a Top Doctor and embarked on a degree in medicine at Liverpool University (see post ‘Those Who Are Ready To Serve’). Dafydd discovered something at Windscale that he used to wield power over people in High Places for the rest of his career. As well as the safety breaches at the plant and the cover-up by Macmillan’s Gov’t after the 1957 fire, in ‘Those Who Are Ready To Serve’, I explained why I believe that Dafydd also found out about other matters that the Macmillan Gov’t and indeed all subsequent Gov’ts would rather keep quiet, almost certainly matters Cliveden and related activities. Owain Owain would have been au fait with it as well.

Dafydd Iwan stated that Owain Owain ‘inspired my generation and laid down strong foundations on which the Welsh Language Society was built’. I am completely sympathetic to language campaigning, the attitude towards Welsh from some non-Welsh speakers is appalling and reflects a complete ignorance towards linguistic diversity, history and basically the rest of the world, but I have seen  Dr Dafydd Alun Jones’s gang use the language repeatedly as an excuse for perpetrating the Rule Of The Gang and excluding anyone who has spilt the paedophiles’ pints. There is very obviously a great deal of cross-fertilisation between the Welsh Language Society and Dafydd’s cylch and the roots of the Welsh Language Society explain why. It was Dafydd and his mate wot established Cymdeithas. Dafydd is not a sound base on which to establish anything.

Owain’s son Robin Llwyd ab Owain (born June 1959) won the Chair at the National Eisteddfod in 1992 at Mold. In 2013, Robin was appointed Wikimedia UK’s first Wales Manager. His poems have been read on television by actor Rhys Ifans, who since he was young, has been a friend of Gruff Rhys from the Super Furries. Gruff Rhys is the son of Ioan Bowen Rees, who was Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council when the paedophile gang was doing its worst in Gwynedd’s children’s homes. A great many of the Young Welsh Talent which suddenly emerged amidst much hype during the years of the Waterhouse Inquiry had parents of friends who’s parents were directly involved in facilitating Dafydd and his network (see post ‘The International Language Of Screaming’).

Owain has written for television and radio. As well as writing poetry, Owain has also written and published over 100 songs including a number which have been sung by Bryn Terfel: ‘Brenin y Ser‘ (‘The King of The Stars’) and ‘Pedair Oed‘ (‘Four Years Old’) which is sung by Rhys Meirion.

On 1 July 2013, Owain was appointed the first Wales Manager by Wikimedia UK. His role aims to expand Wicipedia Cymraeg (Welsh Wikipedia) and the English Wikipedia’s coverage of Welsh topics. As part of this programme, the Welsh Assembly contributed financially to the training of new editors. In relation to Owain’s appointment, Jon Davies, Chief Executive of Wikimedia UK, said: “Robin’s appointment as our Wales Manager is a vital part of our outreach strategy. Wicipedia Cymraeg is the world’s most popular Welsh language website and we are proud to support the Welsh language.”

Owain had previously worked as a head teacher for over 13 years, but I don’t know at which school. Wherever he worked, Owain will have know something about the gang, you couldn’t miss them. From 2000-08 Robin ran a software company (Cyfrifiaduron Sycharth).

 

Ryan Davies (22 January 1937 — 22 April 1977) was a popular Welsh entertainer of the 1960s and 1970s. He was born in the Carmarthenshire village of Glanamman, was educated in Bangor and at the Central School of Speech and Drama. Ryan Davies’s first professional appearance was in the National Eisteddfod in Aberavon in 1966. He was quickly recognised by BBC Wales. Davies made his name on Welsh language TV shows such as the sitcom Fo a Fe. The Head of Light Entertainment, Meredydd Edwards, brought together Ryan with Ronnie Williams as a double act and the pair had immediate success, first in their Welsh-language television show Ryan a Ronnie, which also launched them onto the concert and cabaret circuit across Wales.

Performing with Margaret Williams in 1967

Ryan and Ronnie’s show went down so well that it was moved to BBC 1 and broadcast in English, winning them a much wider audience and three series were shown between 1971 and 1973. Ryan and Ronnie were the first comedians ever to make TV series in Welsh and English and were considered to be the Welsh answer to Eric n Ernie.

Ryan Davies had a simultaneous solo career as a singer, pianist and songwriter and starred as “2nd Voice” in the 1972 film ‘Under Milk Wood’ with Richard Burton. Ryan’s song “Pan Fo’r Nos yn Hir” has been recorded by other performers, including Rhydian Roberts on his 2011 album Welsh Songs: Caneuon Cymraeg and the Whitland Male Voice Choir on their centenary album “A Hundred Years of Song”.

In 1975, the duo split, the official reason being Ronnie’s ill-health. However, it was Ryan who, in 1977, died suddenly of an asthma attack while visiting friends in New York.

Ryan married his childhood sweetheart Irene and they had two children, Bethan and Arwyn; Arwyn has been an actor in the Welsh TV serial Popol y Cwm since 1993.

John Lasarus Williams (29 October 1924 – 15 June 2004), known as John L, worked at Bangor Normal as a lecturer and stood for election as the Plaid candidate for Anglesey on two on occasions (see post ‘How Much Greater Is A Man Than A Sheep?’). Williams was born in Llangoed on Anglesey but lived most of his life in nearby Llanfairpwll. In his youth, John L was a keen footballer and he also worked as a teacher. His activism started when he campaigned against the refusal of Brewer Spinks, an employer in Blaenau Ffestiniog, to permit his staff to speak Welsh. This inspired John L to become a founder of Undeb y Gymraeg Fyw and through this organisation he was the main organiser of Sioe Gymraeg y Borth (the Welsh show for Menai Bridge).

Williams was a long-serving Gwynedd County Councillor. 

 

Selwyn Griffith (1928 – 10 August 2011) was a Welsh language poet and the Archdruid of the National Eisteddfod, known by the bardic name Selwyn Iolen. Selwyn Iolen was born in Bethel, near Caernarfon in 1928 and lived in the area throughout his life. He was educated at Bethel Primary School and Ysgol Syr Hugh Owen, Caernarfon.

Griffith worked as a local government officer for Gwyrfai Rural District Council for 18 years before pursuing a teacher training course at Bangor Normal College. He went on to teach in Ysgol Cadnant Conwy, Ysgol Penybryn Bethesda, Ysgol Llanberis, Ysgol Dolbadarn and as Headteacher of Rhiwlas Primary School.

Selwyn Iolen was elected a member of the Gorsedd in 1973, along with all the other mates of Dafydd’s who were members. Selwyn won the Dyffryn Conwy National Eisteddfod Crown in 1989 and served as Archdruid between 2005 and 2008, he also officiated as Archdruid at the 2009 Eisteddfod due to the illness of Archdruid Dic Jones.

 

Hafina Clwyd (1 July 1936 – 14 March 2011) had a weekly column in ‘The Western Mail’. Mair Hafina Clwyd Jones was raised on a farm at Llandyrnog, about three miles away from Denbigh. She will have known what was going on inside the North Wales Hospital. Hafina’s family were Welsh speakers and she undertook teacher training at Bangor Normal. Clwyd moved to London at age 21, to work as a teacher. There she co-founded a Welsh literary club, and was an officer of the Honourable Society of Cymmrodorion. 

After returning to Wales in the late 1970s, Hafina edited a community newspaper in Ruthin (Y Bedol) and a national weekly newspaper, Y Faner. She was on the Ruthin Town Council from 1999 until the year she died, and served a term as Mayor of Ruthin (2008–2009). She was recognised with an honorary fellowship at Bangor University in 2005, “for services to journalism.” Don’t mention the paedophile ring, even if you live just down the road from the dungeon where the victims are incarcerated.

Clwyd published eleven books, mainly essay collections, including Clichau yn y Glaw (1973), Defaid yn Chwerthin (1980), Clust y Wenci (1997) and Prynu Lein Ddillad (2009). Her works also included an edition of her own diaries from young womanhood, Buwch ar y Lein (1987), an autobiography, Merch Morfydd (1987), and a local history, Pobol sy’n Cyfri (2001). She also edited Welsh Family History: A Guide to ResearchHer last book, Mynd i’r Gwrych: Dyddiaduron, 1993–1999 (2011) was published posthumously.

The running themes were probably ‘we didn’t know’ and ‘only one died’.

Clwyd’s first husband was Andrew Hawks and she her second husband, fellow teacher Clifford Coppack, in 1971. Whether he is any relation to Caroline Coppock – who may actually have been Caroline Coppock – I don’t know. Clwyd was widowed in 1997. Hafina Clwyd died in 2011, age 74.

Other obituaries provide further information:

Hafina Clwyd (Jones)…the eldest of four children…She was educated at Ysgol Gwyddelwern, Bala Girls’ Grammar School and Ysgol Brynhyfryd, Ruthin. She trained as a teacher at the Normal College, Bangor and, in 1957, went to teach in London, eventually becoming head of department in a comprehensive school. For a while she led a bohemian way of life with gusto. She was a strong feminist, amongst many things she supported was the campaign for legalised abortion after the death of her flatmate in the hands of a back-street abortionist.

Hafina kept remarkably silent about the Top Docs of north Wales who organised to ensure that women in the region couldn’t access NHS abortions even years after abortion was legalised, thus forcing women into the hands of the ‘private abortionist’ in Chester who was putting their lives at risk. The other alternative was checking into Hotel Dafydd at Denbigh where one’s baby would magically disappear… See previous posts. Shouldn’t a feminist have said something about the trafficking ring which Dafydd was running? Oops, forgot, none of the strong feminists said a word did they, not one of them; and they were very cross when I mentioned it as well.

She worked as a secretary for Plaid Cymru MPs for a while. She married a pathologist called Andy Hawks in 1965 – a Top Doc! She definitely wasn’t going to mention the words Dafydd and Gwynne –  but she fell in love with Cliff Coppack, a widower with two children, whom she married in London in 1971. She returned to the Vale of Clwyd on 1st January 1980 and settled in Ruthin. 

Mary Wynch was embarking on legal action against Dafydd and the gang in 1980. Hafina the Strong Feminist and Journalist wasn’t tempted to cover the story then..

She was editor of Welsh Family History: A Guide to Research and also gave significant support to the joint authors of a substantial volume on the history of the Ruthin rugby team.

Whole families were destroyed by Dafydd and Gwynne… Hafina should have encouraged a volume about Wrexham Rugby Club. It was used as a recruiting ground for staff of Bryn Estyn who then abused the boys.

She became a member of the Gorsedd in 1960, receiving the white robe in 1992. She was made an honorary Fellow of Bangor University in 2005. She was also a member of the Welsh Academy.

She was a committed journalist. Catrin Stevens commented that she was ‘among the most enduring champions of the Welsh language press’.

Not mentioning the paedophile gang at any time throughout the endurance.

She wrote a regular column for Y Faner from 1962 to 1986 when she became editor of that remarkable weekly journal until its demise in 1992 and she was forthright in expressing her views on the decision to kill it.

Hafina will have known Kate Roberts, the Welsh novelist who grew up in what was then Gwynedd, married a man who was widely alleged to have been gay and moved to Denbigh, where Kate and her husband ran a small publishing house, publishing among other things, Y Faner, to which Kate contributed regularly. Kate was a Plaid activist and trained and worked as a teacher; Kate Roberts was someone else who knew Dafydd and managed to ignore the abuse ring that he ran under her nose. During the Waterhouse Inquiry and just after the publication of the Waterhouse Report, someone realised that Kate was even more of a genius than had previously been realised and the publishers that she and her husband had owned – they were both dead by then – republished all her novels, in order that Wales could enjoy its Woman Literary Genius who knew a great many people who were involved with Dafydd’s gang. See post ‘Feet In Chains’.

Kate Roberts – Brenhines ein Llên (The Queen of our Literature)
Kate Roberts

The Queen’s Friend: 

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

 

She wrote a weekly column for the Western Mail and continued to contribute until a few weeks before her death from cancer. She also wrote weekly the radio column for Y Cymro. Readers of Y Wawr were treated to a regular and rich diet of her diaries. She also contributed to Yr Enfys and the Transactions of the Historical Societies of Denbighshire and Meirionethshire. From 1983 to 1988, she was editor of Y Bedol, the Welsh-language community newspaper of Ruthin and its surrounding areas and then she became an advisory editor until her death. 

Don’t mention the paedophile gang in any of these outlets either.

She served in many organizations, councils and societies, with remarkable energy. In London, during the golden age of Welsh culture in the city, she was active with the Drama Society, Clwb y Cymry, Aelwyd yr Urdd, Denbighshire Society, Y Cymmrodorion and the Book Club (which led to the establishment of the Welsh Books Council).

A paid-up member of the gwerin in London. Hafina will have known Dafydd’s mate Sir William Mars-Jones, from a farming family in Denbighshire but who made it big as a High Court judge in London. The Welsh Books Council has a full complement of paedophiles’ friends (see previous post).

When she came to Ruthin and to the heart of Welsh life, she threw herself into it. In addition to her major and longstanding contribution to Y Bedol, she was a member of the local Cylch Darllen, chair of Denbighshire Historical Society and secretary of the Ruthin Local History group. She established the Clwyd Family History Society. She was a link between the University in Bangor and extramural history classes in the town. She was also an active supporter of Ruthin Civic Society.

Just don’t mention that gang of paedophiles…

She supported Plaid Cymru for many years but turned to the Liberals, her husband, Cliff Coppack’s party, after she received an anonymous and disparaging letter from an alleged Plaid member.

Someone got fed up of Hafina, so she defected to Dr Death’s side. Well Dr Death did know Dafydd et al, so Hafina could have found herself at home in the Liberals – Lib Dems. David Steel was a Presbytarian and spent years dismissing Cyril Smith’s activities as Cyril having only ‘spanked a few bare bottoms’. Well if it’s no big deal David, perhaps you should have volunteered for regular bare buttocks spanking a la Cyril and of course Dafydd, wearing as ever, his baby doll nightie with nae panties…

 

She was a longstanding town councillor and was mayor of Ruthin in 2008-9 when she also opened the new Craft Centre. For fifteen years she was one of the Centre’s team and took enormous pleasure in its work. 

She lectured to many societies over the years, especially on tracing ancestry and family history. She had taught scripture early in her career but, during her time in London, she abandoned the faith of her childhood and became a Humanist.

Hafina had a change of heart then, as with defecting from Plaid to Dr Death. Again, she will have been in good company, previous posts have mentioned many of Dafydd’s web who were/are humanists.

 

In 2011, Dr Tudor Ellis, a former lecturer at the Normal College published a hagiography of the Normal College and those within, ‘Bywyd Normal’ (‘Normal Life’). 2011. The year after Brown and I began researching the recent history of Croesor and the year that Operation Pallial reopened the criminal investigation into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. Might these things have been related?

Tudor Ellis’s book mentions a few more famous names who studied at the Normal College, including: Windsor Davies (star of ‘It Ain’t Half Racist Mum’) (see previous posts); Lord Barry Jones, the teacher and Flintshire NUT leader which will have been very useful when people began bellyaching about that non-existent paedophile gang, many of their non-existent crimes being committed in Flintshire, who then became the Labour MP for Alyn and Deeside, Shadow Secretary of State for Wales under the Windbag – just when I and my mates were all having our lives ruined by the gang – and ended up a Lord and Chancellor of Glyndwr University (see previous posts eg. ‘The Bay Of Pigs Invasion’); and John McBryde, ‘father of the Rugby international, Robin’.

It’s OK, we’ve got the message – ‘We’re The Paedophiles’ Friends, You Can’t Get Us’.

 

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Rituals Of Blood: The Consequences Of Slavery In Two American Centuries (Frontiers of Science)

 

Anne Atkins has a brother, yet another member of the family with incredible talents and numerous links to those we know and love. (George) Andrew Davidson Briggs (born 1950) is Professor of Nanomaterials at the University of Oxford. He was born in Dorchester and educated at the Leys School, when Trumpers’ husband was the Head. Andrew Briggs studied physics at St Catherine’s College, Oxford, 1968-1971. So like Mandelson, who studied at St Catherine’s, Oxford, 1973-76, Andrew Briggs will have come under the influence of Alan Bullock who recruited students for the security services. See post ‘A Study In Tyranny’.

Briggs undertook his PhD at the Cavendish Laboratory, 1973-76 and then studied Theology at Ridley Hall and Queen’s College, Cambridge, 1976-79.

After finishing his first degree, Andrew Briggs taught Physics and Religious Education at Canford School, Dorset, 1971-73. After working as a researcher at Cambridge during 1979, in 1980 Briggs moved to Oxford as a Research Fellow and then Lecturer in Physics at St Catherine’s College. In 1999 Briggs was given a Chair at Oxford. In 2002 he was elected to the newly created Chair of Nanomaterials at the University of Oxford. From 2002-2009 Briggs was Director of the Quantum Information Processing Interdisciplinary Research Collaboration and EPSRC Professorial Research Fellow.

Since 2010 Andrew Briggs has also been responsible for the preparation and evaluation of grant proposals to Templeton World Charity Foundation, a philanthropic foundation for discoveries relating to the ‘Big Questions’. The Templeton is an odd foundation; it offers very, very big grants to academics who do indeed want to answer the Big Questions and the Templeton Foundation states that they want academics to approach questions of spirituality with science. The Templeton Foundation was founded by John Templeton, a banker who acquired a great deal of money from somewhere.

In 2010, Brown, I and a team from Bangor submitted a bid to the Templeton Foundation. We had a big interdisciplinary team, including social scientists, a psychoanalyst, health care specialists, theologians, the lot. No, we didn’t get shortlisted, but we didn’t think much about it; we just presumed that the Templeton only wanted to fund academics coming from quite a specific theological angle, although we did wonder who the peer reviewers were. Well I know now. Mr Porter’s cousin!

When John Templeton died, his son John Templeton jr took over the Foundation. John Templeton jr -who has recently died himself – was a paediatric surgeon, precisely Chief of Paediatric Surgery at the Children’s Hospital, Philadelphia. Things are becoming clear now – Anne Atkins’ brother, Top Doctor…

John Templeton jr’s daughter Heather Templeton has now taken over the Foundation.

 

Here’s a Big Question for the Templeton Foundation. Are you aware of exactly what Andrew Briggs and his family have been complicit with? My second Big Question is: do you really think that having been wallowing in this slurry pit for his entire life Andrew Briggs is a suitable peer reviewer to assess research proposals which are concerned with matters ethical and spiritual? Even if his cousin Mr Porter is a creationist?

Thought For The Day: The Templeton Foundation – They’re With Dafydd!!

Desmond Tutu is someone who has received the Templeton Prize. He might need to return the blood money.

Andrew Briggs has initiated a large number of research projects and related activities around the world, in topics such as spiritual discovery through science, science as a component of theology, the power of information, freedom and free enterprise and character development.’

Strange but true

 

There has been criticism of the Templeton Foundation, as it has funded climate change denial. Many scholars ‘have raised concerns about the biased nature of the awards, research projects and publications backed by the Foundation’. According to Guillaume Lecointre of the French National Center for Scientific Research, the Templeton Foundation has links with fundamentalist Protestantism, is openly creationist…’ The Templeton Foundation has had links with the Discovery Institute, an American conservative and creationist think-tank…

Professor Briggs’s many awards include:

  • 1984 Fellow of Wolfson College, Oxford
  • 1992-2002 Professeur invité, Ecole Polytechnique Federale de Lausanne
  • 2002 Visiting Professor, the University of New South Wales
  • 2003 Professorial Fellow of St Anne’s College, Oxford, and Emeritus Fellow, Wolfson College, Oxford
  • 2004 Fellow of the Institute of Physics
  • 2005 Guest Professor, State Key Laboratory for Nanotechnology, Wuhan, China
  • 2011 Member Academia Europaea
  • 2013 Member International Society for Science and Religion
  • Peer Review College of the Engineering and Physical Sciences Research Council; Fellowships Committee of The Royal Commission for the Exhibition of 1851; Engineering Review Panel of the Newton International Fellowships; Board of Management of the Ian Ramsey Centre; Advisory Board of the McDonald Centre; Board of Electors to the Wilde Lectureship in Natural and Comparative Religion; Liveryman of the Worshipful Company of Clothworkers and Freeman of the City of London; Editorial Board of Science & Christian Belief; International Board of Advisors of the John Templeton Foundation.

 

Rituals Of Blood: The Consequences Of Slavery In Two American Centuries (Frontiers of Science)

 

 

Thought For The Day – We’re The Paedophiles’ Friends And You Can’t Get Us…

Anne Atkins says cannabis shattered the life of her ...

 

Oh do piss off Atkins you judgemental old hypocrite and take your extended family of clergy and scholars surrounded by Paedophiles And Spies In High Places with you.

 

Come, Friendly Bombs

My post  ‘There’s Methodism In This Madness’ discussed the collusion of Nonconformists, including some well-known Nonconformist missionaries with Dafydd’s gang as well as the Welsh Congrationalists associated with the Bala-Bangor Theological College. The corrupt judge Huw Daniel’s father, J.E. Daniel, worked at the Bala-Bangor College. J.E. Daniel was a leading light in Plaid in the early years of Plaid and was a contemporary of Saunders Lewis. It was Saunders Lewis who made the famous Feb 1962 broadcast Tynged yr Iaith’, (‘The Fate Of The Language’) which was recorded by Dafydd. Dafydd has been in action since before I was born…

‘Tynged yr Iaith’ was the BBC’s annual Radio Lecture. Saunders Lewis stated that Welsh was the “only political issue … it’s worth a Welshman to worry about it”. The lecture was a strict criticism of the leadership of Gwynfor Evans, then the Plaid Cymru President. Lewis argued that there was a Party that would support people like Eileen and Trefor Beasley who were fighting for the Welsh language. (The Beasleys were Welsh Congregationalists.) Lewis called on the Welsh to refuse to fill in forms and pay taxes and licenses if it was not possible to do so through the medium of Welsh. In his opinion, campaigners would need to be prepared to pay fines and face prison. Although the number of Welsh speakers decreased, Lewis stated: “The Welsh language can be saved” and “Only through revolutionary methods can we succeed. ”

The Point Is To Change It. But Saunders didn’t. Dafydd is still alive and running the crime empire which he had recently begun expanding when he recorded ‘Tynged yr Iaith’. The result of Lewis’s lecture was the creation of the Welsh Language Society. The first woman to Chair the Welsh Language Society was Meri Huws, that breaker of glass ceilings who worked as a Gwynedd social worker with Dafydd’s gang in the 1980s, the decade in which she also Chaired the Welsh Language Society. See previous posts eg. ‘People With Energy’.

 

Saunders Lewis

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

Dafydd was a Plaid activist during the Tryweryn campaign in the late 1950s when he was a medical student in Liverpool; in this capacity he nipped over to Ireland to learn about violent methods at the knee of Irish Republicans (see post ‘A Network Stretching Back Decades…’). In the General Elections of 1959 and 1964 Dafydd stood as the unsuccessful Plaid candidate for Denbigh. See previous posts eg. ‘Slaves, Perfect Slaves’.

Dafydd Iwan and Alun Ffred’s Minister father was also associated with the Bala-Bangor College, but I’m not sure if he trained there, worked there or both. Dafydd Iwan and Alun Ffred are both former leaders of Gwynedd County Council and Alun Ffred Jones was the Plaid AM for Caernarfon, 2003-07 and Arfon, 2007-16.

I mentioned in ‘There’s Methodism In This Madness’ that Wales was not the only Nonconformist stronghold in Britain; the north of England embraced Methodism as did some parts of Devon and Cornwall. Brown’s mum came from Durham and was brought up a Methodist, although when she moved to Somerset she became involved with the Church of England. I have been made aware that once Brown and I were perceived to be a threat to those we know and love, people who could not be described as well-wishers were busy tracking Brown’s mum via her old friends and relatives in Durham, including those at Durham University which was a stronghold of a gang linked to Dafydd et al.

Some years ago, one of Brown’s books won a prize in a BMA ‘Book of the Year’ competition of all things and Brown’s mum found herself approached by Top Doctors in Somerset observing that she was the lady with the clever son wasn’t she. The Top Doctors might have been complimentary about Brown to his mum but the Top Docs really hated Brown for being that clever son. If Brown had been, at least in their eyes, thick, the Top Doctors would have found him far more acceptable.

 

Nonconformists do a great deal of networking with other Nonconformists in different parts of the country, they are a very sociable bunch, which was how George Thomas spread his wings so far and wide, despite being rooted and based in south Wales. It was said that Thomas preached in every town in Britain and throughout many of the middle years of the 20th century, Thomas was the most well-known Methodist in Britain. He was also a serial child molester as numerous people in politics and virtually the whole of the Labour Party knew and there must have been many Methodists who knew it as well. See post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’.

So imagine my surprise when I was told by a helpful stranger yesterday that Harold Wilson’s wife Mary was the daughter of a Congregationalist Minister. Mary Wilson was born in Diss, Norfolk, the daughter of the Rev Daniel Baldwin. She attended a boarding school for Minister’s daughters, Milton Mount College, near Crawley, Sussex, leaving aged 16 to attend a secretarial course for two years. Mary was employed as a stenographer at Lever Brothers in Port Sunlight, before marrying Harold Wilson on New Year’s Day, 1940.

Sussex was the root of many of those involved with the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. Many of those who concealed the abuse of kids in care in north Wales were brought up in Sussex, went to school there or lived there as adults eg. Keith Best, the former MP for Anglesey and Welsh Office Minister. John Allen trafficked the kids in his care from north Wales to brothels owned by him in London or Brighton. Business boomed when Brighton became the gay capital of Britain.

Asa Briggs, the VC of Sussex University, 1967-76, knew about Dafydd and the gang and the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Briggs was well-regarded by Harold Wilson and was one of those appointed by Wilson who assisted Lord Goodman and Jennie Lee in getting the Open University  – of which Briggs was subsequently Chancellor, 1978-94 – up and running, as were a number of other people connected with Sussex University. Asa Briggs bore a lifelong grudge against three Sussex undergrads who threw red paint at a visiting US official in 1967 as an anti-Vietnam War protest (see post ‘Anthem For Doomed Youth’), one of those students being Merfyn Jones who, years later, as VC of Bangor University and Chairman of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board, was targeted by the paedophiles’ friends (see posts ‘Lest We Forget’ and ‘The Point Is To Change It’).

Merfyn came from Llanfrothen in north Wales, which was a village particularly clobbered by Dafydd’s gang and pre-Dafydd, Gwynne the lobotomist’s gang (see previous posts eg. ‘The Village and ‘Slaves, Perfect Slaves’). Briggs worked for the security services so he won’t have not realised from where Merfyn originated and furthermore Merfyn’s mum and dad ran the Bromdanw Arms, the pub in Llanfrothen. Although Nonconformists who were temperance – as were Ronnie Waterhouse’s family – would have had a very big problem with that pub, I was told that virtually everyone else went in there, including the radicals and bohemians who holidayed in the area as a result of their friendship with Sir Clough Williams-Ellis and Bertrand Russell. Loads of that crowd had links with Gov’t and the security services because they were Posh People, so Briggs et al could have constantly gathered info and caused a great deal of trouble for Merfyn. Briggs was alive until March 2016, by which time the paedophiles’ friends had forced Merfyn out of public life.

Paedophiles’ Friends and Gwerin: Are you completely crackers?? Merfyn threw red paint over a visiting git when he was 21 and I refused to join a lobotomist’s shagfest when I was 21 and you ended up killing Merfyn’s wife and murdering a load of NHS patients to destroy Merfyn’s career in public life and trying to murder Brown and me. Do you think that you might be over-reacting? I would suggest Mindfulness if I didn’t know that it was a scam based on a research fraud perpetrated by one of your own.

Asa Briggs continued to live in Sussex until he died and was there in April 1992 when a firebomb killed five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal who were at a party in Brighton. See post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs.’

 

Harold Wilson was fully supportive of the Vietnam War, which was one reason why so many on the left hated his Gov’t.

Lever Brothers, for whom Mary Wilson worked, were hugely influential in the north west of England because of their substantial business which was based there, which in 1930 became Unilever. Port Sunlight was the model village built by Lever brothers. Fiona Bruce who hosts the ‘Antiques Roadshow’ on BBC TV lived in Port Sunlight as a child; her father was a Managing Director of a division of Unilever.

It was Unilever who funded the vast expansion of the School of Psychology at Bangor University during the 1990s as a result of Professor Fergus Lowe squeezing their knackers because of Lord Leverhulme’s – Philip Lever, the 3rd Viscount Leverhulme – long-standing links with Sir Peter Morrison and Dafydd’s gang. See previous posts eg. ‘Heart Of Darkness’.

Philip Lever was Chancellor of Liverpool University, 1980-93. It was in 1987 that Dafydd tried to bribe me into dropping my complaint about him by telling me that he was mates with a Professor Richard someone or other at Liverpool Medical School and if I withdrew my complaint about him, his mate Richard would get me a place on the medicine degree at Liverpool. Liverpool Medical School certainly did favours for Dafydd’s gang. In 1984, Sonia Maxwell, the daughter of Terry Maxwell, the corrupt-as-fuck Clinical Director of Ysbyty Gwynedd (see posts ‘Maxwell’s Silver Hammer’ and ‘A Mystery From Twenty Years Ago’), received a phone call from Liverpool Medical School offering her a place to do medicine there even though she hadn’t applied because ‘they knew her dad’. The lovely Sonia went to a London Medical School instead and later returned to north Wales to work as a GP in Llanberis and subsequently unlawfully refused to treat a patient who had complained about Dafydd and the gang.

Sonia’s mum and her best friend believed that they were the It Girls of Bangor in the 1980s and they could be seen driving around the area in Sonia’s mum’s sporty car. They were known as ‘the two old trollops’ and a great many people derived a lot of entertainment from them. Meri Huws succeeded the two old trollops in the role as a sad old bag with delusions of panache and when I was still working at Bangor University a Professor with a sense of humour who spotted Meri zooming along in her sporty car with the top down while wearing sunglasses a la California e mailed me the word ‘Lolita’.

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I reminded the Professor that Lolita was 12 and Meri was pushing 60, but I was told that ‘she can still dream’.

Lever Brothers built Port Sunlight on the back of a rather sordid business. The company made its name by producing soap using palm oil rather than tallow. Much of the palm oil used was produced on plantations in the Belgian Congo through Lever Brothers’  subsidiary Huileries du Congo Belge (HCB), which utilized forced labour. Palm cutters failing to meet requirements regarding compulsory cultivation of crops were liable to prison sentences, where the chicotte, a type of whip, was used.

The Belgian Congo had a truly appalling legacy in terms of genocide and slavery under King Leopold II of Belgium aka the Butcher of the Congo (1835-1909). Child slaves working on the Congo rubber plantations had their hands amputated as a punishment for not working hard enough.

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Leopold was the founder and sole owner of the Congo Free State and all its people, a private project undertaken on his own behalf. He used explorer Henry Morton Stanley to help him lay claim to the Congo.

Map of the Congo Free State, c. 1890

Sir Henry Morton Stanley (born John Rowlands; 28 January 1841 – 10 May 1904) was a Welsh journalist and explorer from Denbighshire who was famous for his exploration of central Africa and his search for missionary and explorer David Livingstone and was alleged to have uttered the phrase  “Dr. Livingstone, I presume?” upon finding him, although that account has been questioned. Stanley is also known for his search for the source of the Nile and his command of the Emin Pasha Relief Expedition as well as his work that enabled the plundering of the Congo Basin by King Leopold II.

H.M. Stanley was quite a hero in north Wales until about 15 years ago when a group of paedophiles’ friends, who claimed that Stanley’s actions were so appalling that he should no longer be remembered with pride, had a huge row with another group of paedophiles’ friends who maintained that Stanley was a man of his time and an OK guy. The gwerin had a grade A scrap between them of the sort familiar to anyone who lives in north Wales.

Stanley was born John Rowlands in Denbigh. His mother Elizabeth Parry was 18 years old at the time of his birth. She abandoned him as a very young baby and cut off all communication. Stanley never knew his father, who died within a few weeks of his birth. There is some doubt as to his true parentage and some historical accounts name Dr Dafydd Alun Jones as his father; others name Dr T. Gwynne Williams. As his parents were unmarried, Stanley’s birth certificate describes him as a bastard – as should the birth certificate of a few others with links to Denbigh – and the stigma of illegitimacy weighed heavily upon Stanley throughout his life. Stanley’s fan club use this as an explanation for his compulsive lying and appalling conduct.

The boy John was given his father’s surname of Rowlands and brought up by his maternal grandfather Moses Parry, a once-prosperous butcher who was living in reduced circumstances. He cared for the boy until he died, when John was five. Rowlands stayed with families of cousins and nieces for a short time, but he was eventually sent to the St. Asaph Union Workhouse for the Poor. The overcrowding and lack of supervision resulted in his being frequently abused by older boys. Historian Robert Aldrich has alleged that the headmaster of the workhouse raped or sexually assaulted Rowlands, and that the older Rowlands was “incontrovertibly bisexual”. When Rowlands was ten, his mother and two half-siblings stayed for a short while in this workhouse, but he did not recognize them until the headmaster told him who they were.

Rowlands emigrated to the United States in 1859 at age 18. He disembarked at New Orleans and, according to his own declarations, became friends by accident with Henry Hope Stanley, a wealthy trader. He saw Stanley sitting on a chair outside his store and asked him if he had any job openings. He did so in the British style: “Do you need a boy, sir?” The childless man had indeed been wishing he had a son, and the inquiry led to a job and a close relationship between them. Out of admiration, John took Stanley’s name…

Stanley travelled to Zanzibar in March 1871, later claiming that he outfitted an expedition with 192 porters. In his first dispatch to the New York Herald, however, he stated that his expedition numbered only 111. This was in line with figures in his diaries. Bennett, publisher of the New York Herald and funder of the expedition, had delayed sending to Stanley the money he had promised, so Stanley borrowed money from the United States Consul. During the 700 mile expedition through the tropical forest, his thoroughbred stallion died within a few days after a bite from a tsetse fly, many of his porters deserted and the rest were decimated by tropical diseases.

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After the many heroic years of slaughter and genocide in Africa, on his return to Europe, Stanley married ‘Welsh artist’ Dorothy Tennant in 1890. They adopted a child, Denzil, who donated around 300 items to the Stanley archives at the Royal Museum of Central Africa in Tervuren, Belgium in 1954. Denzil died in 1959.

Dorothy Tennant (22 March 1855 – 5 October 1926) was an English painter of the Victorian era neoclassicism. Being a Welsh artist, Tennant was born in Russell Square, London. Her sister was the photographer Eveleen Tennant Myers. Dorothy studied painting at the Slade School of Fine Art, London, as did Anglesey’s most celebrated artist Sir Kyffin Williams, the man who was Michael Mansfield’s art teacher. Kyffin knew many gwerin and paedophiles’ friends as does Michael Mansfield. Kyffin died in 2006, but his works continued to decorate the walls of Bangor University. See previous posts. Like Sir Charles Evans, the Principal of UCNW while Dafydd and the gang ran their trafficking ring from that institution, Kyffin went to Shrewsbury School. As did Richard Ingrams and Michael Heseltine. 

One knew that Kyffin was an Artist because he had a silly moustache a la Salvador Dali.

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When I lived in north Wales I was told by two different people that Kyffin was up his own arse and to demonstrate what a famous artist he was, he would be rude and disrespectful to people on social occasions. So imagine my surprise when one day I was out having lunch with my PhD supervisor and some friends and Kyffin was on the next table with his friends, being rude and disrespectful to everyone.

Patient F was someone who hated Kyffin Williams and maintained that Kyffin only became famous because he had a private income on which he supported himself for years and owned his own gallery. F told me a few other things about Kyffin as well, the Kyffin who never married and wasn’t blessed with children. When I found myself on the next table to Kyffin I sniggered to myself and thought ‘it’s a good job that F isn’t here or there could well be a Scene involving abuse being hurled at Kyffin’, but I’m beginning to think that if F had done that he would have been providing a useful public service.

 

Lady Dorothy edited her husband’s autobiography, reportedly removing any references to other women in Stanley’s life. Stanley had an unusual life and had been involved with young boys too. Stanley died in 1904 and in 1907 Dorothy married Henry Jones Curtis (died 19 February 1944), a Top Doctor (pathologist and surgeon).

Dorothy was also an author and illustrated several books, including London Street Arabs in 1890.

 

Illustration of the fuzzy wuzzies fighting with spears, by Dorothy Stanley on the title page of A. J. Mounteney-Jephson’s ‘Emin Pasha and the Rebellion at the Equator’ (1890).

 

Stanley served as the Liberal Unionist MP for Lambeth North, 1895-1900. He became Sir Henry Morton Stanley when he was knighted in the 1899 Birthday Honours, in recognition of his service to the British Empire in Africa. In 1890, Stanley was given the Grand Cordon of the Order of Leopold by King Leopold II.

Stanley himself acknowledged, “Many people have called me hard, but they are always those whose presence a field of work could best dispense with, and whose nobility is too nice to be stained with toil”. With reference to society women, Stanley wrote that they were “toys to while slow time” and “trifling human beings”. The authors of the book The Congo: Plunder and Resistance argued that Stanley had “a pathological fear of women, an inability to work with talented co-workers and an obsequious love of the aristocratic rich”.

 

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St Asaph’s much loved HM Stanley Hospital was named after the man who on one occasion stated that ‘chaff won’t do’; the hospital was the former workhouse which once housed Stanley and his relatives. When Merfyn was Chairman of the Betsi Board, he proposed closing HM Stanley Hospital and relocating services to another more suitable site. He was confronted by angry gwerin who told the bastard that they wouldn’t let him close down their hospitals with his Cuts. One of the Board members did make the point that HM Stanley Hospital was a former workhouse and utterly unsuitable for use as a hospital in the 21st century but the gwerin were yelling abuse so loudly that they probably missed that bit.

Liz Stables, the people trafficking Angel who worked in the Student Health Centre at UCNW and who is a friend of Dafydd (see previous posts), worked at HM Stanley Hospital as did Eirian, the Angel who was married to Ieuan Wyn Jones, the solicitor and former Plaid MP and AM who spent his entire career in law and politics colluding with Dafydd. Ieuan’s dad was a Nonconformist Minister. Ieuan was born in Denbigh and Eirian came from a village on the outskirts of Denbigh. See previous posts.

When Merfyn was VC of Bangor University, Ieuan Wyn Jones stood up in a University Court meeting and demanded that Merfyn should establish a medical school at Bangor. Ieuan explained that the gwerin would be united behind Merfyn if he did this and that the gwerin would find the money for the medical school no less. Merfyn made polite noises and I thought ‘why is Merfyn not being more positive about this, the NHS is so fucking bad in this region that we could really do with a medical school’. What I didn’t realise was that Dafydd’s gang had already held many discussions and had decided which of them and their children would be bagging the highly paid jobs running the new medical school

Strange but true

in much the same way that Uncle Harry’s nephew and his friends decided which jobs in Cabinet they would all have when Uncle Harry’s nephew became PM. Great thinking Batman, there was only one problem:

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Merfyn’s successor as VC at Bangor has indeed invested in the development of a ‘clinical school’ and the gwerin have been in clover for a few years now. The Betsi Board is bankrupt, the Betsi is unable to recruit staff because the regional NHS has such a dreadful reputation for workplace bullying and patient abuse and the mortality rates are some of the highest in Europe and getting higher. The gwerin occupy most of the jobs in the clinical school.

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Lever Brothers were a major donor to the Labour Party under Harold Wilson.

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Lever House, New York City:

 

 

Mary and Harold Wilson had two sons, Robin (born 1943) and Giles (born 1948).

The Wilsons’ sons went to University College School in Hampstead when Baroness Jean Trumpington’s husband Alan Barker was the Headmaster and Trumpers used to entertain Harold and Mary Wilson to dinner. Trumpers was given a peerage by Thatch in 1980 and subsequently was appointed as a junior Health Minister, in which capacity she gave Jimmy Savile a senior manager’s job at Broadmoor Hospital. Savile sexually assaulted a number of patients while in that position, two of whom killed themselves. When Savile’s crimes were discussed in the media after his death, Edwina Currie was blamed for his employment at Broadmoor. Edwina was in on the plan but it was Trumpers who did the deed. Trumpers’ giving Savile the job at Broadmoor was simply the high point in her long life of idiotic, rash, dangerous decisions at the expense of vulnerable people. See posts ’95 Glorious Years!’ and ‘Rejoice!’

Robin James Wilson is an Emeritus Professor in the Department of Mathematics at the Open University, having previously been Head of the Pure Mathematics Department and Dean of the Faculty. He was a Stipendiary Lecturer at Pembroke College, Oxford and, as of 2006, Professor of Geometry at Gresham College, London, where he has also been a visiting Professor. On occasion, he guest-teaches at Colorado College in the United States. From January 1999 to September 2003, Robin Wilson was Editor-in-Chief of the European Mathematical Society Newsletter.

In the 1980s when Dafydd’s gang declared open war on Brown and I, Brown’s cousin wanted to go to Oxford to read law. She was turned down for a place but was instead offered a place to do theology at Pembroke College, Oxford, because her school, Tiffin Girls’ School in Kingston-upon-Thames, had a reserved place at Pembroke College for one of their pupils to do theology, so the place was offered to Brown’s cousin. See post ‘Conference At Cold Comfort Farm’.

Oxford at the time were denying that any schools in the UK had any reserved places at Oxford. Katy’s mum worked at Bentall’s, the posh department store in Kingston-upon-Thames at the time and had done for years. Bentall’s was owned by Professor Hugh Bentall, who was a surgeon at Hammersmith Hospital/Royal Postgraduate Medical School for many years. Bentall was involved in research fraud, received a Chair after making a huge donation to Hammersmith Hospital/RPMS and bagged his mistress, who was also his secretary, a place to do a degree and then a PhD in anatomy and followed that up with a lecturing job for her. Bentall and his fortune pretty much ran Hammersmith Hospital. See post ‘Interesting Facts’.

Bentall’s son Richard did his clinical psychology training at UCNW with Dafydd’s gang. Richard married the daughter of Eifion Jones who was the Dean of Science at UCNW when Dafydd’s gang ran the institution. Richard’s wife did her degree in the Dept of Plant Biology at UCNW, where all the staff were colluding with Dafydd’s gang because some of them were married to members of the gang and one of the lecturers was having sex with local school girls; Richard Bentall’s wife then trained and worked as an Angel. See post ‘I Told You I Was Trouble’. She later set up her own holistic therapy business and also worked for the Open University and WEA in north Wales.

Richard Bentall became famous as a Radical Psychologist and has held Chairs at Bangor, Manchester and Liverpool Universities. See previous posts. Dafydd’s gang were mates with Richard’s dad before they ever realised that Richard was a prodigy.

 

Brown’s family did not get on with the cousin who bagged the reserved place at Pembroke College or her mother who worked at Bentall’s, although they did like the other cousin and the girls’ father, Mrs Brown’s brother. Relationships were so difficult that sparks flew at Christmas and other such occasions. The family knew some of what had happened to me in north Wales.

As Thatcher said of William Hague: ‘Remember the name – Katy Dent’. And Auntie Sheila as well.

Do you know anything about that offer from Pembroke College Robin??? Or did your mum??

 

 

Mary Wilson was widowed on 24 May 1995 when Harold died of colorectal cancer and Alzheimer’s after ten years of illness. She continued to live in Westminster,  a short distance from Downing Street and retained the couple’s holiday home in the Isles of Scilly. In 2013, aged 97, Mary attended the funeral of Thatch. Mary Wilson lived to the age of 102 and died on 6 June 2018. Mary was fit and active until well into old age and was on hand to assist with concealing the crimes of Dafydd et al and the Westminster Paedophile Ring, Mary being very much more than the dull suburban housewife of ‘Private Eye’ caricature.

Mary Wilson’s obituary published by ‘The Guardian’ included the following information:

…Her problem was that she married Harold, as she complained, “under false pretences”. She did not sign up to be the wife of an ambitious politician but, rather, the wife of the clever Oxford don she married, a choice that would have given her the quiet, cloistered academic life she sought for herself, as much as for her family. She regretted all her life that she had been unable to go to university because her family could not afford it, and as an aspirant poet she longed for a lifestyle that would allow her to develop her talent in an atmosphere, as she said, imbued with the presence of old buildings and young people. “Oxford was my idea of heaven,” she lamented.

…Mary became an accomplished poet…whose name was reportedly once mentioned as a possible poet laureate. She also had strong leftwing political convictions of her own. She was a Bevanite in the 1950s and a member of the Campaign for Nuclear Disarmament, and, as a critic of the Common Market – as the European Union was known – voted against Britain’s continued membership in the 1975 referendum. As prime minister, Wilson held the referendum largely to appease leftwingers in his cabinet

Wilson was on the right of the Labour Party, as were senior Ministers in his Gov’t such as Barbara Castle and Denis Healey. All of them colluded with Dafydd’s gang, the Westminster Paedophile Ring and massive amounts of Gov’t corruption. They knew about the abuses and dreadful conditions in institutions for the mentally ill, the learning disabled and the elderly and concealed all of it, while investing much-publicised millions in flagship NHS facilities for more fortunate people. One such project was that of the development of the Heath, the University Hospital and Medical School in Cardiff, which was a gift to the Top Doctors from George Thomas in return for their silence with regard to his sex offending (see post ‘The Great Stink’). This continued even after the Ely Hospital Scandal of 1969 (see post ‘All the Ingredients Of A Scandal’) when It Must Never Happen Again.

It did Happen Again, repeatedly and it is still happening because the NHS is institutionally corrupt and does not serve the needs of the least privileged and indeed systematically neglects and abuses them. Harold Wilson’s particular stroke of genius under the guise of ‘democratising medical education’ and ‘bringing medicine to the people’ was to locate the flagship St George’s Hospital Medical School in Tooting, thus bringing together the elite Knightsbridge Top Doctors of Hyde Park Corner who had been colluding with serious organised crime in High Places for decades and the huge paedophile ring with was operating via Wandsworth Social Services. The Top Doc who did most of the mechanics with regard to this merger which resulted in a pan-European trafficking ring facilitated by Top Doctors, including paediatricians, psychiatrists and obstetricians/gynaecologists was Sir Peter Brett Storey, yet another Giant Of Psychiatry who was a mate of Dafydd’s. Harold Wilson and his mates spent years planning the merger of the Snobbiest Most Criminal Top Doctors On Earth with the Paedophiles Of Wandsworth. See post ‘Meet The Gwerin!’ for further details.

 

…In later years she adopted a view on Europe similar to the Labour party’s official line, maintaining that “you can’t unscramble eggs”, but she clearly did not ever lose her radical edge. She was very careful never to criticise any of her husband’s successors, but in the only lengthy newspaper interview of her life, which she gave at the age of 90 to the party’s former deputy leader Roy Hattersley, she continued to describe herself as “old Labour”.

That’ll mean that Mary distanced herself from Miranda’s crowd and the old lefties who hated her crook of a husband and his mates.

Born in Diss, Norfolk, she was the daughter of a Congregationalist minister, the Rev Daniel Baldwin and the former Sarah Bentley. They moved often because of her father’s work,

Mary will have done much mixing with Congregationalists in places other than Norfolk. I am fairly sure that Dr Tony Francis grew up in Norfolk; certainly by the time that Francis was part of Dafydd’s gang in north Wales, Francis’s parents were living in Norfolk… Tony Francis knew the Windbag from their time as students in Cardiff.

but she discovered the solace that poetry could bring to a lonely childhood when she got her hands on a copy of Palgrave’s Golden Treasury at her school for ministers’ daughters at Crawley, Sussex. At home, family life was governed by pride and propriety: she went to church twice on Sundays and was banned from reading fiction on the day of rest.

They were devout Congregationalists then and if they were governed by pride, Mary will have never wanted it made public that Congregationalists in north Wales were involved in something as dreadful as a paedophile ring whose members were producing child porn with added bestiality. Even if Mary did not consider herself ‘religious’ in adult life, there was the reputation of her father, her family and all her friends, before one even starts thinking about her husband’s political career. Mary didn’t speak the language of heaven a la Dafydd and she didn’t ever max out on the images of Welsh cakes and Bara Brith, but her dad was a Minister, she really will not have wanted that shit bomb exploding. Ever.

On leaving school, she trained as a stenographer and her first job was as a secretary at Lever Brothers at Port Sunlight. It was on a tennis court in the area that she met Harold Wilson, a sixth-former about to go up to Jesus College, Oxford

Jesus College, Oxford is famous for being the ‘Welsh’ Oxford college. It is still ‘Welsh’ but in Wilson’s day it was incredibly Welsh. Readers might have noticed from previous posts, that again and again, influential paedophiles’ friends and gwerin who colluded with Dafydd et al went to Jesus College, Oxford, or read law at Aberystwyth. They were the two common destinations for gwerin with ambitions.

J.E. Daniel went to Jesus College, as did his son the dreadful Huw. J.E. was 14 years older than Wilson and Huw Daniel much younger, but it’s the alumni network which is the important factor. Gwilym Williams, the Bishop of Bangor, 1956-82 and Archbishop of Wales, 1971-82, who was fully on board with Dafydd and the gwerin went to Jesus College and his time there overlapped with Wilson’s. Gwilym Williams had many other roles including a very long stint as a chaplain at St Mary’s College, Bangor – which merged with UCNW in the 1970s – and as a lecturer in the Dept of Theology at UCNW. Gwilym Williams was one of those who used his knowledge of Dafydd’s gang to twist Willie Whitelaw’s and Thatch’s arms regarding the establishment of S4C, along with Alwyn Roberts, a Nonconformist missionary who then became Vice-Principal of UCNW (see posts ‘Meet The Gwerin!’ and ‘There’s Methodism In This Madness’) and Goronwy Rees, who was Principal of Abersytwyth University, 1953-57, a friend of the Cambridge spies and who it was alleged was a double agent himself, working for the KGB (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’). Gorony’s brother Geraint Rees was a High Court judge who was a mate of Ronnie Waterhouse. See post ‘Heart Of Darkness’.

Among the many other gwerin who studied at Jesus College was Professor Gareth Roberts, who served as an adviser to Gwynedd Education Authority as the paedophile ring swung in the children’s homes and schools, then became Principal of Bangor Normal College (the teacher training college) when that institution was full of gwerin and then Head of the School of Education at Bangor University as the gwerin in that School planned the Uprising Against Merfyn, when Merfyn was VC of Bangor University. One of the gwerin at Coleg Normal was Dafydd Orwig, a Gwynedd County Councillor, who played a key role in the false allegations levelled at Patient F in 1992/93 and the placing of F’s baby with a family containing two people who were known to have assaulted children. See previous posts. Many, many more whom we know and love benefited from an education at Jesus College.

When Harold Wilson met Mary, Harold was at Wirral Grammar School for Boys, an institution which was educating many of the future corrupt professionals of the north west of England who would form part of Dafydd’s Merseyside/Cheshire empire. Harold’s parents had moved to Cheshire two years previously, from Huddersfield in Yorkshire. So Harold grew up in the bosom of Savile-land, then moved to Dafydd’s patch when it was run by Dafydd’s mentors. Harold Wilson later became the Labour MP for Ormskirk, 1945-50 and then Huyton, 1950-83. Ormskirk is just outside Liverpool – the constituency later was split into two constituencies, one being Crosby – and Huyton is just outside of Liverpool.

Once Dafydd got going, Ormskirk was part of his empire and many of the corrupt Merseyside professionals who colluded with Dafydd’s gang lived in Crosby. Crosby also has a big Catholic population and was where Cherie grew up. Shirl served as the SDP MP for Crosby, 1981-83. See post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’ Like Cherie, Shirl is a Catholic. There was a major problem with organised abuse in institutions run by Liverpool Catholic Social Services and some of the staff from those institutions took jobs in north Wales. See previous posts. Archbishop Derek Worlock also colluded with organised abuse in Liverpool by Dafydd’s gang. See previous posts.

Shirl served as a junior Minister in the Home Office in Wilson’s Gov’t, where she was given responsibility for monitoring porn no less. In this capacity, Shirl whiled away many hours being shocked at the soft porn which she was given to inspect, while the endemically corrupt police officers and civil service colluded with Dafydd’s gang who were producing and exporting child porn with added bestiality. Shirl also ignored the rest of Dafydd’s gang’s crimes, as well as the wider Westminster Paedophile Ring while she occupied various roles in Wilson’s Gov’t. Along with the rest of the Gang of Four, Shirl exploited her knowledge of Dafydd et al when she and friends Broke The Mould – or should that be ‘Mold’? – Of Politics. See post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’

There’ll be much more on Shirl soon on this blog, but I’ll just mention here that Bernard, Shirl’s first husband, was a graduate of New College, Oxford – the college in which Harold Wilson lectured before he entered politics – and like so many from that institution (see post ‘A Study In Tyranny’), was working for the security services. So Shirl’s own success at Breaking Glass Ceilings wasn’t even solely a function of her mum being Vera Brittain; Shirl just happened to be married to C or M or Dame Stella Rimington or whatever Bernard called himself.

Baroness Shirley Williams of Crosby

Bond Girl Honey Ryder

 

Honey Ryder

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Pussy Galore

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Harold Wilson’s famous shock resignation as PM on 5 April 1976 was, I am sure, not a case of ‘ooh he knew that he had Alzheimer’s’ or ‘ooh he was a KGB spy’, the crooked old bastard had worked for the security services himself and was almost certainly spooked by the opening of the trial of Andrew Newton, who had attempted to murder Norman Scott after being hired by people who seemed to be associated with Jeremy Thorpe. See post ‘Meet The Gwerin!’ Wilson thought that all was going to be revealed re the Westminster Paedophile Ring.

No, Things Were Not Different In The 70s, there would have been blood on the streets if the general public had discovered that some of those ruling over us in Westminster were gang raping children and filming them having sex with animals, that people associated with the Royal Family were involved and that many people in public life knew about this but were concealing it. This all probably also had something to do with Carlo becoming Chancellor of the University of Wales – which included UCNW – in 1976, having been appointed instead of the other possible candidate, Dai Francis, the former Communist and trade unionist and father of Top Doctors’ best friend Hywel Francis. Dai also knew about Dafydd et al. See previous posts.

 

Goronwy Roberts aka Lord Goronwy-Roberts, Labour MP for Caernarfonshire, 1945-Feb 1974, held a number of Ministerial positions in Wilson’s Gov’t. Goronwy came from Bethesda, as did Dafydd and Goronwy was a fully paid up member of the gwerin and served as a loyal umbrella for Dafydd et al until Goronwy’s death in 1981. See post ‘Slaves, Perfect Slaves’.

 

Although Wilson resigned as PM in April 1976, he remained as the MP for Huyton until 1983. 1983 was the year in which Brown began receiving murder threats from the gang and we began to find ourselves bothered by various crazy and incompetent people who caused us to waste much time and energy, whom I now know were undercover police officers/people working for the security services…

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‘Ooh Dr DA tried so hard with them ewe know…ooh he did try, but ooh they were verrrry ill you know, ooh and the stories that they came out with oooh outrageous, ooh they said that the Top Doctors were sexually assaulting childrrrren ooohh no-one else would have bothered with them ewe know…they were smoking mari-jew-ana as well… they had reefer madness ewe know…Dr DA gave our chapel a talk on it…verry interrresting…he’s Europe’s leading forensic psychiatrist, I read it in the Bangor and Anglesey Mail… Oooh those Angels and Doctors deserve every penny you know…they all need a pay rise…

 

After Harold Wilson left the Commons, he was given a peerage. The old bastard died in 1995.

I think that I am going have to tour the UK, there are so many graves that I need to dance on.

 


When they married, on New Year’s Day 1940, Mary asserted her spirited independence by declining to say that she would “obey” her husband in the marriage service. It was a considerable rebellion for a minister’s daughter of those times and something of a statement of intent. Harold had graduated and become a research assistant to Sir William Beveridge at University College, but because of the second world war took a job in London with the Ministry of Supply in place of military service.

The marriage trembled at this point. The only real evidence is provided by a revelatory poem in her first published collection, where she describes the end of a love affair that she had embarked on in her husband’s absence…

There was constant speculation about Mary and Harold having extra-marital affairs, particularly with regard to Harold and his political Secretary Marcia Williams, later Marcia Falkender. Whether they did or not was irrelevant; extra-marital affairs were very nearly de rigueur for that crowd and there were more than a few who were open about being bisexual swingers eg. Tony Crosland and Woy Jenkins. It was the sex with children that they were all desperate to keep quiet and that’s what everyone was blackmailing everyone else over.

She apparently told Harold and he, anxious to maintain appearances, particularly as they were something of a frontispiece as the only young couple in Attlee’s government,

That is the key. It was about presenting a front for the nation, just as it was for the Royal Family. No-one cared how much shagging was going on behind the scenes. Neither do I if it’s a case of consenting adults, but not everyone was…

persuaded her to leave Oxford for London, to be at his side when he was appointed to the cabinet aged 31 in 1947.

Readers will remember that William Hague suddenly acquired a Welsh wife when he was Secretary of State for Wales and wanted to be the next Leader of the Tory Party. William and Ffion have been married for years now and they have not been blessed with children. But considering that they both covered up what Dafydd and the gang were doing, that is just as well. See previous posts.

 

They moved to Hampstead Garden Suburb, a location that became the butt of many jokes when Wilson later became prime minister, but Mary steadfastly refused to embrace a political or public social life. She was inevitably obliged to do so to some degree after Labour’s election to office in 1964, but she still attempted to maintain her privacy.

So no-one knew whether she was a suburban housewife and as dull as ditchwater or a wicked old cow busying herself with concealing the trafficking business run by Dafydd et al in north Wales which was built on the foundations of organised abuse concealed by Wilson’s first administrations and then vastly expanded, including under Wilson’s next Gov’t.

She became friends with the poet laureate John Betjeman, whom she contrived to sit beside at an official dinner and subsequently invited to tea. Thereafter they met regularly, at his house or No 10, sometimes in St James’s Park, to read and recite poetry to each other. He encouraged her to write and publish and they remained friends until his death….

Betjeman died in 1984 and had been poet laureate since 1972. Mary Wilson’s first book of poetry was published in 1970 and her career soon took off…

A friendship with Betjeman will have given Mary Wilson many contacts in poetry/arts circles, including to poet and Top Doctor Dannie Abse, who’s brother Leo Abse was George Thomas’s close friend and a Labour MP for many years, including throughout Wilson’s years as PM, who was part of the Westminster Paedophile Ring. There was a third brother Wilfred Abse, who was a psychiatrist who knew Dafydd and Gwynne the lobotomist and who assisted them in the criminal activities. See post ‘O Jones, O Jones’. George Thomas was known to get on very well with Harold Wilson and Wilson kicked off his General Election campaigns in south Wales, sharing a platform with George Thomas. At Oxford, Betjeman was friends with Sir Cecil Maurice Bowra, a graduate of New College, Oxford and Warden of Wadham College, 1938-70 and VC of Oxford University, 1951-54 (see previous posts).

There was a senior academic at Bangor University who suffered very badly at the hands of the paedophiles’ friends and who had studied at Wadham when Bowra was Warden there. This academic suffered so badly that they became very seriously depressed. One of the people who gave this person such a bad time had been at Oxford with them and would have known that they had been a student at Wadham. Another of this person’s  colleagues at Bangor helpfully recommended that they should go and see a really wonderful Lady Doctor, one Dr Sadie Francis. When that offer was made, Tony Francis and the gwerin, assisted by Those In Gov’t, were doing all that they could to destabilise Bangor University in their efforts to force Merfyn out of his job as VC. The clinically depressed senior academic who was being bullied and undermined by friends of Tony Francis received that recommendation to consult the lovely Sadie from someone else in Francis’s network, but I’m not sure whether my depressed colleague knew that. My senior colleague became particularly distraught when one of their close friends killed himself, another senior academic at Bangor. They had been in the ‘care of’ the Hergest Unit for some years…

I told my depressed colleague that no matter how bad they felt, I doubted very much if they would benefit in any way from any contact with the ‘team’ who had proved to be so disastrous to so many people, including the senior academic who had just killed himself.

One Oxford graduate who played a central role in perpetrating all this misery was Bangor’s PVC for Research, John Farrar, a plant biologist who taught me when I was an undergrad and who’s colleagues were variously shagging school girls, married to members of Dafydd’s gang and ignoring death threats made to students who had crossed the gang’s path. See previous posts. John Farrar was holding discussions with Tony Francis with regard to Francis taking up a job as the psychiatrist in the Bangor University Student Welfare Service because so many students were unable to ‘access care’ for mental health problems. Farrar knew as well as I did that Tony Francis was a long-standing part of the rot in the mental health services, that he was causing havoc in his attempts to get rid of Merfyn and that people died because of Francis’s desperation to conceal the legacy of Gwynne, Dafydd and the paedophile gang. But at least Farrar’s ex-wife got a job out of it all as a Welsh for Adults lecturer in the Bangor University Dept headed by Meri Huws and then Farrar’s son Robin bagged a senior job with the Welsh Language Society!

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Here’s the mother of them all, Stel:

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Farrar shagged a student himself, Stel and she moved in with him. After graduation Stel bagged the only job going in the Dept of Plant Biology that year as a research assistant. When Stel finished her PhD she couldn’t get a job, so she decided to start a family and had Robin. Then a few more…

When I returned to Bangor years later to do my PhD, Stel made a point of telling me that ‘My John’ loathed my PhD supervisor. Yes Stel I knew, because Your John – who wasn’t your John anymore, in case you hadn’t noticed he’d left you years previously with four young children but then he’d been shagging around for a very long time anyway –  was one of those who was trying to hound my PhD supervisor out of his job because he had given me a place to do a PhD. Other reasons why Your John hated my PhD supervisor was that your John was friends with a gang of paedophiles and was sexually exploiting students and my PhD supervisor made it clear that he was appalled.

Stel also made a point of telling me that ‘sociology was an easy subject’. Well it is at GCSE level Stel, but then so is botany. I was far too polite to say this at the time but I thought ‘yes, this is me Stel is talking to, who had higher A level grades than Stel, who was just as able at plant biology, who didn’t have a baby when she graduated because she couldn’t get a job but did a Masters in a Hard Subject instead and who was subjected to murder attempts by those with whom Stel colluded’. And now I’ve got a PhD in Easy Sociology Stel and no matter how hard you and Your John try there’s a blog which cannot be ignored as well…

DUH!

When Stel and Her John were assisting the gwerin in the causing of havoc in Bangor University, ‘The Daily Post’ – which was entirely under the control of the gwerin – ran an intriguing festive article for no explicable reason, entitled ‘Stel’s Very Special Christmas’. There was a photo of Stel and the many kids – and they are ALL SOOOO talented you know!!! – sitting next to a Christmas tree, accompanied by an interview with Stel explaining how She Does Christmas Differently, her kids don’t have a TV, they don’t max out on consumerist junk, or on alcohol and they don’t have chocolate, they just have a mango in their stocking and they are such a happy clean-living family.

Oh we laughed until we cried, those of us who were au fait with famille Farrar just howled with laughter. The shagging and sexploitation, the drunken party appearances, the screaming rows, the distressed kids, the bullying of colleagues and postgrads… That account of Stel’s Very Special Christmas certainly caused a sensation. One of the more polite readers of the article observed that those mangos will have clocked up many air miles when they were on their way to participate in Stel’s Very Special Christmas.

I had the misfortune to bump into Stel again shortly before I fled Wales, but she completely ignored me so it wasn’t too traumatic. Where was she? She’d turned up at a family party held by my PhD supervisor and his wife, whom Her John hates and had assisted in hounding out of their jobs. I did discuss with another party-goer how John and Della could bear to have her in their house, but of course John and Della are rather nicer than Stel and Her John, so they’d never say something like ‘Oh piss off you nasty hypocritical exploitative cow, how have you got the nerve to gatecrash this party?’.

A Very Special Christmas With Those Who’ll Do Anything For A Part-Time Lecturing Job With Meri Huws On Top (so to speak):

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I have mentioned many times now how Merfyn’s wife died while in the ‘care’ of the Top Docs at the Walton Centre on Merseyside. That place is governed and staffed by Dafydd’s mates; they were also mates of Tony Francis’s and one of them was involved in concealing the wrongdoing of Francis and Dafydd when I complained back in 1989.

Merfyn’s wife died Stel, as did a lot of other NHS patients, so you, Your John and even Your Robin had better start fessing up.

Meanwhile I’ll look forward to Christmas.

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John Betjeman famously decided to write one of his exam papers in Welsh at Oxford and although there are accounts of a tutor arriving from Aberystwyth to teach him, other accounts maintain that he was taught Welsh by someone from Jesus College. Betjeman wrote the high society gossip column for the Evening Standard, ‘Londoner’s Diary’. He’ll have known about much more than he ever published.

Betjeman was bisexual, although his longest and best documented relationships were with women. Nevertheless, he has been considered “temperamentally gay” and even became a penpal of Bosie, Lord Alfred Douglas, the man who’s relationship with Oscar Wilde eventually resulted  in Wilde going to prison.

Betjeman married the Hon. Penelope Chetwode, the daughter of Field Marshal Lord Chetwode. The couple had a son, Paul, in 1937, and a daughter, Candida, in 1942. The couple drifted apart and in 1951 Betjeman met Lady Elizabeth Cavendish, with whom he developed an immediate and lifelong friendship.

Lady Elizabeth Georgiana Alice Cavendish (24 April 1926 –15 September 2018) was a childhood friend of Lilibet and a Lady-in-Waiting to Ma’am Darling from the late 1940s until the latter’s death in 2002. As a contributor to Viz magazine’s ‘Letterbocks’ observed at the time, Ma’am Darling’s death was met with an outpouring of indifference by the British public, which was just what Ma’am Darling would have wanted, being an truly dreadful person who never had time for anyone else. Another contributor to ‘Letterbocks’ stated that it wasn’t true that Ma’am Darling’s death would not affect anyone because he owned the tobacconist and off-licence at the end of her street and he was finished.

Lady Elizabeth would have known Sir Peter Morrison’s sister, Dame Mary Morrison, who was Woman-of-the-Bedchamber to Lilibet throughout those happy years when Sir Peter was molesting kids in care in north Wales and elsewhere.

By Royal Permission, Lady Elizabeth spoke on the record to Lilibet’s official biographer, Ben Pimlott. Lady Elizabeth was the daughter of Edward Cavendish, 10th Duke of Devonshire and his wife Mary. She was born three days after Lilibet.

It has been suggested that Lady Elizabeth introduced her friend Ma’am Darling to the bisexual shagger Antony Armstrong-Jones, whom Ma’am Darling married. Armstrong-Jones was the only son from the marriage of barrister Ronald Armstrong-Jones (1899–1966) and his first wife Anne Messel (later Countess of Rosse; 1902–1992). Tony Armstrong-Jones was born at Eaton Terrace, Belgravia, London. His paternal grandfather was Sir Robert Armstrong-Jones, a Top Doctor who was a psychiatrist and physician. His paternal grandmother, Margaret Armstrong-Jones (née Roberts), was the daughter of Sir Owen Roberts, the Welsh educationalist. Tony Armstrong-Jones was of good gwerin stock, so obviously a marriage to Ma’am Darling was inevitable. See previous posts for details of Tony’s gwerin ancestry.

Armstrong-Jones enjoyed himself with rent boys and recreational chemicals, visited the family seat near Caenarfon with Ma’am Darling and in old age had an affair with Marjorie Wallace, who was married to a Top Doctor who was concealing the crimes of Dafydd et al. When the North Wales Hospital Denbigh was earmarked for closure, Marjorie established a charidee, SANE, which campaigned to keep hell holes like Denbigh open on the grounds that dangerous patients needed to be within their walls. Marjorie also knew about Jimmy Savile. I wrote to Marjorie and told her what Dafydd et al were doing but she did not reply. SANE enjoyed huge support from Top Doctors and celebs. See post ‘One Dangerous Fucker’.

Marjorie Wallace lives in Hampstead, among all those Top Doctors and analysts who were/are colluding with organised abuse. The Wilsons lived in Hampstead.

 

Candida called Lady Elizabeth her father’s “beloved other wife”. Lady Elizabeth was one of the godparents of Ma’am Darling’s son, David Armstrong-Jones, 2nd Earl of Snowdon. 

When Betjeman died in Cornwall on 19 May 1984, Lady Elizabeth was at his side. Lady Elizabeth herself lasted many more years to help keep the lid on Dafydd et al. She died on 15 September 2018 at the age of 92.

 

In 1959 BBC’s arts magazine ‘Monitor’ TV programme screened a film that Ken Russell made about Betjeman, ‘John Betjeman: A Poet in London’. The Editor of ‘Monitor’ was Huw Wheldon, who was born in Denbighshire and went to Friar’s School in Bangor, as did Huw Daniel, Huw Daniel’s father before him, numerous Top Docs, lawyers, NHS managers, Top Cops, lecturers, teachers, Angels, social workers and other gwerin. Wheldon ‘set about molding a team of exceptional talents, including Ken Russell and Melvyn Bragg’.

Huw’s father, Sir Wynn Wheldon, was a prominent educationalist and his grandfather, Tomos Jones Wheldon, had been the Moderator of the Calvinist Methodist Church in Wales. His mother, Megan Edwards, was an accomplished pianist. Although if Megan was really crap on the piano, everyone will still have stated that she was an accomplished pianist.

After serving in the war, when he worked for the security services, Wheldon joined the Arts Council of Wales and then in 1951 became the Arts Council’s administrator for the Festival of Britain, with which Mandy’s granddad Herbert Morrison was involved. See previous posts. Wheldon joined the BBC in 1952.

Wheldon’s ‘Monitor’ lasted until he had “interviewed everyone I am interested in interviewing”, and he was succeeded by Top Tosser and another of Dafydd’s umbrellas, Jonathan Miller (see previous posts) for the series’ last season.

Wheldon entered BBC management, becoming by turns Head of Documentaries and then Controller, BBC1. In 1968 he became Managing Director, BBC TV, a position he held until compulsory retirement in 1975. During this time ‘he again gathered a team of the talents about him, promoting fellow programme makers such as David Attenborough and Paul Fox – who both knew about Dafydd and the gang and Paul Fox helped wreck the career of one of my friends who was a witness to what had happened to me in north Wales (see previous posts) – high executive office. Wheldon’s period of administration included programmes such as Kenneth Clark’s ‘Civilisation’ and Jacob Bronowski’s ‘The Ascent Of Man’ . Clark’s son was Alan Clark the Tory MP who sexually harassed and exploited underaged girls and who knew about Dafydd et al but wouldn’t have given a stuff (see previous posts) and Bronowski’s daughter Lisa Jardine also did Dafydd and the gwerin many favours, as described in my post ‘Lest We Forget’.

After he retired from management Wheldon co-wrote, with J.H. Plumb, and presented Royal Heritage, a ten-part series on the history of the British monarchy as expressed through the Royal Collections. Produced by Michael Gill, it achieved immense popularity ratings in 1977, the year of Lilibet’s Silver Jubilee. Gawd Bless ‘Er.

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Following his retirement from the BBC, Wheldon became Chairman of the Court of the Governors of the LSE, where he had studied before WW II, along with other gwerin previously discussed on this blog. Wheldon disarmed potential sponsors of the LSE by eschewing flattery and opening negotiations with the bald statement that what he was after was their cash. Wheldon didn’t have to do the ‘now don’t you worry dear, we’ll look after you’ bit he wasn’t a Top Doctor. Wheldon was also a President of the Royal Television Society – which employed a manager who was convicted of sexually assaulting a 10 year old boy and unlawfully dismissed my friend when they got wind that she was my friend. Wheldon bursaries and awards exist at the LSE and at Bangor University and Wheldon was also on the governing body of UCNW/Bangor University. There is a Wheldon Building at Bangor University, but I don’t know which Wheldon it is named after. The child molester Ed Ingram aka Filthy Ed who taught stats in the School of Psychology, had sex with school girls and lived with one of those who starred in the bestiality porn made by Dafydd’s gang, used to favour hanging around in the Wheldon Building long after he’d finally been sacked from the School of Psychology. See previous posts for more information about Filthy Ed and his porn queen wife Jane, who was actually very nice. I imagine that somehow the gang pressurised her into working for them.

Wheldon died in 1986. His ashes were spread in the Royal Botanic Gardens of Kew, where he had served as a Trustee. So sadly he has no grave upon which I can dance on my UK tour.

Sir Huw Wheldon was highly regarded in the United States, where he had many friends, one of whom, Senator Daniel Patrick Moynihan, caused Norman Podhoretz’s obituary of his friend Wheldon, a version of which had first appeared in Podhoretz’s syndicated column, to be entered into the ‘Congressional Record’. 

Wheldon was married to the novelist Jacqueline Wheldon, who suffered from manic depression and no the Top Doctors weren’t much use. They had three children. Sir Huw’s son, Wynn Wheldon (named after his grandfather), is his biographer.

See previous posts for further information about the Wheldon clan.

 

John Betjeman was a big fan of the Church of England and served as a churchwarden.

Betjeman’s daughter Candida met Richard Ingrams and John Wells at Oxford and started up ‘Private Eye’ with them. The Eye knew about Dafydd and they knew about the Westminster Paedophile Ring, including Jeremy Thorpe as long ago as the 1960s but published nothing about them; they also employed Ronnie Waterhouse as a libel reader. Paul Foot knew Candida at Oxford and worked as a journo on the Eye; Paul Foot The Fearless Investigative Reporter who did a great deal of excellent work did not however expose Dafydd et al although he knew all about them. Because Paul Foot’s uncle Michael Foot was also involved in the Westminster Paedophile Ring and he was one of those who was hoping to become PM on the back of currying favour with the Top Docs and those on the left who were colluding with Dafydd and the gang. Including Ed’s Uncle Harry. After all, no-one dared point at Nye’s legacy and say ‘they’re abusing and killing the poorest and most vulnerable members of society’ rather than ‘Ah the doctors they were wonderful!’.

In 1963, Candida married Rupert Lycett Green, a tailor who’s shop ‘Blades’ opened first in Dover Street, London and later in Savile Row. The Krays purchased their clothes in Savile Row and people were so impressed that they overlooked the fact that they were vicious criminals who were associated with a number of politicians, both Tory and Labour. 

During the swinging 60s, when Dafydd swung more than most despite being so closely associated with Nonconformist Ministers and chapels and the Bala-Bangor Theological College, the Lycett Green family was associated with young people who listened to the new style of music sung by popular singers such as Mr Bob Dylan. ‘Blades’ was frequented by many ‘stars’ of the period, including ‘The Beatles’, who’s hair touched their collars and who came from Liverpool, where Dafydd’s gang was supplying underaged sex workers to celebs.

Candida knew actor Terence Stamp, a man who was certainly where it was at. In the 1960s, just before and as they became famous, Terence Stamp shared a flat with Michael Caine in Wimpole Street at Top Doctor Central. What’s It All About Alfie?  It’s about keeping your mouth shut in the face of a murderous gang of paedophiles while pretending to be radical/on the left/caring/a bad boy of stage and screen. Jane Asher starred in ‘Alfie’. Jane is the former girlfriend of Paul McCartney. Jane’s dad was a Top Doctor who was found dead in worrying circumstances during a period of time when a number of other witnesses to wrongdoing linked to Dafydd’s associates also died in worrying circumstances (see post ‘An Appalling Vista’). Terence was at the centre of the luvvies with street cred and he had a romance with actress Julie Christie, who in 1977 moved to a farm in Wales. Julie Christie eventually married ‘The Guardian’ journo Duncan Campbell, another fearless investigator who knows about Dafydd’s gang and has never printed a word about them.

On New Year’s Eve 2002, Stamp married for the first time at age 64. His 29-year-old bride was Elizabeth O’Rourke, whom Stamp first met in the mid-1990s at a pharmacy in Bondi, New South Wales. O’Rourke is a pharmacologist, so that explains why she was meeting people in pharmacies but I wonder what Terence Stamp was doing in there. They divorced on the grounds of Stamp’s “unreasonable behaviour” in April 2008.

The Lycett Greens were also friends with John Aspinall, the self-styled alpha male who communed with gorillas and who owned a zoo with lions which kept eating the keepers. Aspinall was a big pal of Lord Lucan, who’s possible links with Dafydd were discussed in my post ‘Yes, There Is Still Green Paint On The Renault…’.

John Betjeman also contributed to ‘Private Eye’ from 1971. Auberon Waugh was of course another Eye regular for years. I understand that among all that evidence that Dafydd and Tony Francis collected to demonstrate a case for locking me up in Broadmoor with Jimmy Savile was a bit of fun that Brown and I had with Auberon Waugh when we were 19 yrs old. We got so sick of Bron’s far-right rantings in the Sunday Torygraph – particularly because my father used to quote them at us – and Bron’s tirades against feminists, that we sent Bron a copy of ‘Spare Rib’, with a message saying ‘go on, open your mind’. Bron of course did not live a million miles away from us in Somerset, although he lived in the poshest house in the very posh village of Combe Florey.

Another bit of fun that I had which I am told was also diligently collected by Dafydd, Francis et al was a satirical supplement that I wrote on one of my biology essays when I was 17 in which I speculated that one of our teachers at Bridgwater College was Lord Lucan with a false beard and his wife was a hired nanny. Now if I was a teacher reading that, I think that I would have understood immediately that this was a teenager having a laugh. Apparently not if Dafydd Needs Evidence. The very much more worrying thing is that I have been told recently that the teacher concerned was part of the paedophile network in Bridgwater which was how Dafydd et al were able to trace him via confidential information about me stored at Bangor University – the teacher concerned wrote my university reference so there was a record of his name etc at Bangor University – and that is why he was so happy to write bollocks about me years after I’d left Somerset. Brown and I had no idea that he was involved with such things, I’m horrified actually. We knew that this teacher was friends with someone who had molested a girl whom I was friends with, but Brown and I thought that he had no idea what his friend had done; I just wondered how that teacher could be friends with such a horrible man.

So that’s how dangerous Brown and I were.

In 2006 after my lawyers finally managed to obtain copies of many of my medical records and I saw how incriminating they were, I took copies of some of them down to ‘Private Eye’. I had a nice chat with them and they took copies of the records which detailed the conspiracy on the part of Alun Davies and the Top Doctors to frame me for criminal offences. The journo whom I spoke to told me that they were well-aware that these things were happening to mental health patients but in every case when they had tried to run a story, the Top Docs had simply declared their source to be mad. The eye could see that I wasn’t mad and the contents of those documents very clearly demonstrated what was going on in north Wales. I left copies with the Eye and as I left the building, I saw Ian Hislop leave the building just before me. The Eye didn’t run my story and I didn’t hear from them again.

I didn’t know at the time that Ronnie Waterhouse had previously worked for them as a libel reader but then I didn’t know that after the Eye published Mark Humphrys’ allegations that former police officer Gordon Anglesea had molested him at Bryn Estyn, Anglesea had sued the Eye and won nearly £400k damages and that Mark was found dead weeks later. See posts ‘Y Gwir Yn Erbyn Y Byd’ and ‘Y Gwir Yn Erbyn Y Byd – A Few Additional Comments’. The barristers involved in the trial were George Carman QC and Lord Gareth Williams QC and the Presiding judge was Sir Maurice Drake. All three of them knew about Dafydd et al and had previously concealed their criminality.

In 2016 when Gordon Anglesea was jailed for abusing kids in care in north Wales, Ian Hislop gave an interview stating that the Eye would not be trying to recover their money and what needed to be remembered was that Mark ‘killed himself’ with the distress of it all. Mark was found hanging in the stairwell of the block of flats where he lived in Wrexham. If I wanted to kill myself I’d do it in peace in my flat, not in the stairwell, where all sorts of nasties might be lying in wait for me.

 

In 1939, Betjeman was rejected for active service in World War II but found war work with the films division of the Ministry of Information. In 1941 he became British press attaché in neutral Dublin, Ireland, working with Sir John Maffey. Maffey was a civil servant and diplomat who was a key figure in Anglo-Irish relations during WW II.

Maffey entered the Indian Civil Service in 1899, and notably served Assistant Secretary to Chief Commissioner of North-West-Frontier-Province, 1912-16 and then as Private Secretary to the Viceroy of India Lord Chelmsford, 1916-20 and then Chief Commissioner of the North -West Frontier Province, 1921-24. After a disagreement with the British government in 1924, Maffey resigned from the Indian Civil Service. In 1926 he became Governor-General of the Sudan, followed in 1933 by his appointment as Permanent Under-Secretary of State for the Colonies.

At Churchill’s request, Maffey became the first UK representative to Ireland in 1939. His appointment raised some delicate constitutional issues for the UK insofar, as the Irish government suggested that he be designated a “Minister”, in line with how representatives of foreign governments were titled. The title “Representative” was agreed with the Irish as a compromise.

Here’s the Representative relaxing at home in casual dress:

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Neville Chamberlain remarked that the title would “seem to be well suited to an appointment such as this which is essentially an emergency arrangement intended to meet a temporary but urgent situation”. After Maffey took up his appointment as “Representative”, there were reports that the IRA might abduct or kill him.

Maffey held the post throughout the war years and until his retirement in 1949. During WW II, he was undoubtedly the most important foreign diplomat resident in Dublin. As “British Representative to Eire”, Maffey quickly established a good working relationship with Eamon de Valera. De Valera was personally in favour of the survival of democracy but did not necessarily trust the British to look after Ireland’s best interests. Maffey was vital in mediating between the ‘Warlord’ Churchill and ‘the Chief’ de Valera.

When de Valera was replaced by a coalition, headed by John A. Costello in 1948, Maffey again established a good working relationship with its members, but he was scathing about the clumsy manner in which the declaration of a Republic was handled: “Mr. Costello has handled the business in a slipshod and amateur fashion”.

Maffey encouraged Betjeman, as press attache, the to establish friendly relations with leading and rising figures in the Dublin literary world, such as Patrick Kavanagh; Maffey himself suggested the subject for one of Kavanagh’s poems.

In 1947, Maffey was raised to the peerage as Baron Rugby. Lord Rugby married Dorothy Gladys Huggins in 1907. They became the parents of three children: Alan, Henry and Penelope. Penelope married Tory MP Sir William Aitken and became a well-known socialite. She was the mother of the former Tory politician Jonathan Aitken and the actress Maria Aitken. Her grandchildren are the actor Jack Davenport, the artiste and environmentalist Alexandra Aitken (also known as Uttrang Kaur Khalsa), Victoria Aitken, and William Aitken.

Jonathan Aitken was once a suitor of Carol Thatcher and famously incurred Thatch’s wrath because ‘he made Carol cry’. Jonathan Aitken became even more famous when he was jailed for perjury after making a song and dance about being a righteous and truthful man. Jonathan discovered Christianity in prison and has never looked back, he’s a fixture on the Christian scene now. See previous posts for Aitken’s impressive previous re dishonesty, corruption, deception etc and his brief career as a TV executive.

Maria Aitken was prosecuted for drugs offences when she was found to have received an envelope containing recreational chemicals through the post, but she experienced remarkably few negative consequences as a result of it all. Maria has been a Patron of the British Thyroid Foundation since 1992, and was appointed a Trustee of the Noël Coward Foundation in 2012.

I have no real desire to be a Patron of a Top Doctors charidee, but somehow I suspect that if I was, within weeks, if not days, the charidee would receive a phone call from a member of the gwerin explaining that they were Sharing Information, the shit would hit the fan and I would as usual end up agreeing to step down to save everyone a lot of bother. If only I had received class A drugs through the post instead of ‘looking at a social worker’ who was a member of a paedophile gang 25 yrs ago, my life would have been so much easier.

 

Lord Rugby died in April 1969, aged 91. He was succeeded in the barony by his eldest son Alan Loader Maffey.

Betjeman was involved with the gathering of intelligence in Ireland. He is reported to have been targeted for murder by the IRA. The order was rescinded after a meeting with an unnamed Old IRA man who was ‘impressed by his works’. 

I’ll just mention the words ‘Kincora Boys’ Home, Lord Louis Mountbatten, MI5 and MI6, Dr Morris Fraser, Sir Patrick Mayhew, network of Top Docs facilitating organised sexual abuse, guns, Troubles, serious injuries needing medical treatment, oh please Top Doctors don’t refuse to treat me and let me die and even more importantly please BMA don’t order an all-out strike oh God when patients start dying the shit will really hit the fan, Dafydd, OK we’ll keep quiet, it’s only Baker and Brown in the firing line and anyone who dares support them’.

Ah the doctors they were wonderful!

OH FUCK OFF.

 

 

There was no impropriety to this relationship and Mary subsequently indicated that neither did she believe the rumours of a sexual relationship between her husband and his political secretary, Marcia Williams, who became Lady Falkender. In her interview with Hattersley, Mary suggested that such allegations were beneath contempt and when he asked if that was because she knew the scandal-mongering was untrue, he reported that she smiled contentedly. Certainly the closeness between the two women, as they helped sustain each other in increasing old age, demonstrated a sincere friendship and Mary spoke to friends of the gratitude she felt for the help she had been given by her husband’s former adviser precisely because of her own disdain for politics and Falkender’s compensating political professionalism.

There is no reason at all why Mary should not have been friendly with Marcia even if Marcia did have a relationship with Harold Wilson. It would entirely depend upon how Mary, Marcia and Harold saw their relationships with each other. The corruption and serious criminality with which all three of them were colluding would be such a strong binding factor between the three of them that Mary and Marcia wouldn’t let petty jealousies over Harold get in the way.

….When Harold was returned to office in the surprising February 1974 election, they chose to live in a nearby house in Lord North Street, Westminster, in preference to “the flat above the shop” in Downing Street.

Sir Peter Morrison lived in Lord North Street.  Morrison was elected as the Tory MP for Chester in Feb 1974.

Mary also knew, unlike the rest of the political world, that they would not have been there long because he had already decided to retire early, that he was concerned that he might have a genetic predisposition to the dementia from which his mother suffered, and that he lacked energy and zest.

I suspect that none of this is true; Mary Wilson could hardly have admitted the real reason for Wilson’s sudden departure.

After he stood down as prime minister in 1976 there were difficult times as he struggled with a progressive memory loss, but his wife believed this had more to do with the after-effects of an operation for colon cancer than with the Alzheimer’s disease diagnosed. He left the Commons in 1983, and was raised to the peerage as Lord Wilson of Rievaulx.

1983; Thatch made George Thomas Viscount Tonypandy, although as a gay paedophile he had no heirs to inherit the hereditary title; Brown began receiving murder threats; Mary Wynch advanced towards the Master Of The Rolls; Dafydd’s mate Robert Bluglass rewrote the Mental Health Act so that It Could Never Happen Again; and Brown, my friends and I began to find ourselves surrounded by the security services in various states of fuckwittery.

Mary was a patient, quiet, uncomplaining carer, looking after him at home until two days before his death in 1995, and he, too, accepted his condition and his reliance upon her.

She retained her discreet composure until the end of her long life, never drawing personal attention to herself even though her circumstances were greatly compromised by a government decision to halve her husband’s pension on his death.

Mary’s first book, Selected Poems (1970), sold 75,000 copies and enabled her to pay off the mortgage on the family’s holiday home in the Scilly Isles. Her later books were New Poems (1979) and an edited anthology, Poems I Like (1983).

 

The Indie’s obituary for Mary Wilson told us a little bit more:

.…Since Heath was a bachelor, it might have been thought that there was no need for the Labour leader’s wife to be seen on the campaign trail, but Wilson was never one to let slip an electoral advantage.

“The Tories are deliberately leaving [Mary] out of the campaign because Heath has no wife,” he told Richard Crossman just before the 1966 election. “It’s a positive advantage to us that I and Mary appear together and Heath has nothing. So I would like to see her brought back into the campaign.”

For six years from 1964 to 1970, Mary Wilson endured life at 10 Downing Street. She liked the staff there but not the building, and found the constant exposure stressful…

She must therefore have had mixed feelings about Labour’s unexpected defeat in the 1970 election – sympathy for her husband, who hated to lose, and relief to be out of Downing Street. When Labour returned to office in 1974, she persuaded Harold not to move back in but to stay in their London flat nearby…

The flat in the same street as Sir Peter Morrison’s residence. Morrison was found dead in his house on 13 July 1995. Mary lived in the same road until she died earlier this year.

 

 Mary and Harold on their way to Guildhall to receive the Freedom of the City of London in 1971 (Getty)

 

For the next 38 years, Mary Wilson fulfilled the unwelcome role of a politician’s wife, including 13 years as wife of the leader of the Labour Party and eight years married to the prime minister. “Of course I hate it,” she once told Barbara Castle. “But then I always have. But I do my job.”

Which will have been the attitude that Mary took to concealing the Westminster Paedophile Ring and, if it ever happened, tolerating Marcia Falkender’s affair with Harold.

A rare consolation was that her public position gave her the chance to meet the future poet laureate John Betjeman in 1967, and they shared a friendship that lasted until his death in 1984, based on their shared love of poetry….

And covering up an Everest of crap.

The journalist Francis Wheen turned the story into a BBC4 drama in 2006. This had two unexpected outcomes: Lady Falkender – as the former Ms Williams was now known –  threatened to sue, whereupon the BBC paid her substantial damages out of court, and Mary Wilson gave a rare newspaper interview to her husband’s old colleague Roy Hattersley, to make the point that she and Lady Falkender had been and still were close friends.

Marcia was firing a warning shot lest the BBC broadcast anything rather more incendiary than a tired old story about Ugandan discussions. Mary was backing her up. Fattersley knew the score, he colluded with Dafydd and the gang in his capacity as the MP for Birmingham Sparkbrook, 1964-97 and in his various Ministerial roles in Wilson’s Gov’t. He even became the Deputy Leader of the Labour Party, 1983-92, when the Windbag was Leader in a desperate attempt to persuade people to vote Labour and get the Windbag into no 10. See previous posts eg. ‘I Warn You…’. Fattersley wasn’t going to fess up re George Thomas, Leo Abse, Greville Janner, Dafydd and the Top Docs…

When I used to visit Brown in Birmingham we used to walk through Sparkbrook. It was the sort of place where petit bourgeois people would snap that they had never visited, ‘because I wouldn’t’. One day I asked Brown what the difference between Sparkbrook and other poor areas of Birmingham was and Brown said ‘well there’s more people lying around in the road drunk in Sparkbrook’. On one occasion in Sparkbrook we walked past a man who was sitting on a step and Brown said ‘that man lives on that step, I have been through here at all hours and he is always on that step’.

Brown also used to nip in and visit a man in Birmingham who lived on chips. Which is not that unusual, I’ve known a few people who’ve lived on chips, but this man used to fry his chips by turning one of those portable gas heaters on it’s back and frying the chips on top of the gas flame from the heater. And people lived in the flat upstairs as well. I think that might have been in Sparkbrook as well.

Fattersley never mentioned any of this or any of the other people living in such desperate circumstances in Sparkbrook who were Being Cared For by the NHS and social services, although he did chunder on about Tory Cuts a great deal. People in Sparkbrook remained lying about in the road drunk and living on steps throughout Miranda’s reign. When I was leaving Brown’s house near Sparkbrook very early one morning in 2006 to catch a train, I found a young woman who had just escaped from a house where she had been held captive for two days by four men. She was terrified and had few clothes on. She told me that they had threatened to rape her, so she had escaped out of the window. I gave her money and sat with her while she phoned her mum and arrangements were made to come and collect her and take her to her mum’s house. I rang my former PhD supervisor – with whom I was by then very friendly – and he said I know that you don’t have much regard for the police but you really must report this. I thought ‘Oh God, THEM’. Nonetheless I rang the police and I got a whiny patronising aggressive bitch on the other end of the phone telling me that she could not believe that I had not ‘reported this matter immediately’. The reason why I didn’t Birmingham Bitch-Face, is that for years, I and my friends were threatened and arrested by the police when we repeatedly tried to report criminal offences against us by the gang with which your colleagues in Birmingham were colluding.

I was told that the West Midlands Police would now put out public appeals on the TV and radio in order to find the men who had held the girl hostage. I asked Brown the next day if he’d heard anything. Brown said no of course not, they’ll do nothing and they wouldn’t have done anything if you had taken the girl into them anyway.

Things like this didn’t happen to Fattersley and if he had ever been told that they had happened to other people, he’d have refused to believe them or ignored it.

Fattersley and the Windbag campaigned on behalf of the Top Doctors and as ‘Spitting Image’ reminded everyone, ‘NURSES! NURSES!’

 

Fattersley was born on 28 December 1932 in Sheffield. His mother was a City Councillor, and later served as Lord Mayor of Sheffield (1981). His father, at various times a police officer, clerk at Sheffield Town Hall, and Chairman of the Council’s Health Committee, was a former Roman Catholic priest, who renounced the church and left the priesthood to marry; he died in 1973, an atheist.

Fattersley, was there any particular reason why you, who had spent your life toadying to an organised criminal network that your parents toadied to as well, became part of the Dream Ticket with a man whom you hated, when Brown and I began finding out what was happening to the victims of that network in Birmingham and north Wales?

‘In a tank Herr Thatchler leads the charge; Jock Steel and Doc “Killer” Owen are helplessly entrenched; and “Fatty” Heffer looks cynically on as “Taffy” Kinnock leads the retreat.’

This ‘Private Eye’ cartoon strip was a satirical presentation of the struggles of the Labour Party opposition led by Neil Kinnock against the Conservative government led by Mrs Thatcher…

…She nursed him until his death in 1995, then continued to live quietly in her Westminster flat, taking her holidays on Scilly as she and Harold used to do, right through to her tenth decade.

The old cow of Radical CND Principles continued to live the good life throughout every police investigation, every Public Inquiry and every suicide and suspicious death. Including the Brighton firebomb which killed the five witnesses to Dafydd’s gang in April 1992 (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’).

Professor Yaffle (centre) alongside his wife Edith, leading a CND march in London, 18 Feb 1961:

Lord Asa Briggs who bears life-long grudges:

Asa Briggs

Terence Stamp, looking rather George Best:

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Archbishop Gwilym Williams, ‘the Welsh Language Champion’:
Another alumnus of Jesus College, Oxford:
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The Brothers Grim, Who’s Dad Was A Colleague Of Huw the Corrupt Judge’s Dad:
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Yma O Hyd!

 

Harold Wilson was PM between 1964-70 and 1974-76. UCNW was ruled by Dafydd and the gwerin throughout Wilson’s entire time as PM. The beginnings of the people trafficking and drugs n porn business were undoubtedly in place before Wilson became PM, but it was while he was PM that Dafydd, John Allen and their associates planned their huge trafficking organisation and then went into business. Under Wilson, legislation was implemented and then further legislation planned and developed that assisted the gang and hindered anyone who tried to challenge them. There were no effective safeguards at all to protect victims, none. Just toothless guidelines and layers and layers of deeply corrupt public officials and lawyers in key positions to ruin anyone who tried to present a legal challenge. At every opportunity, the Legacy Of Nye would be conjured up to tell everyone that all of this was For the Good of The Poor.

Just a few key names (see previous posts for further details of their wrongdoing):

Lord Arnold Goodman, Harold Wilson’s friend and crooked solicitor. Advised Wilson on every sticky matter and popped up out of mothballs when Jeremy Thorpe was arrested.

Sir Kenneth Robinson. The crooked Health Minister whom Top Doctors loved, because he did exactly what they told him to and gave them lots of money as well.

Lord Elwyn-Jones. Attorney-General and then Lord Chancellor under Wilson. A crooked Welsh lawyer who relocated to London to do Dafydd’s bidding down there.

The MPs who were Top Doctors and their acolytes, who were in cahoots with Dafydd et al and some of whom were personal friend of Dafydd’s or members of his gang. Dr Death, Shirl, Woy, Merlyn Rees, Dr John Dunwoody, Gwyneth Dunwoody for starters…

Then there was George Thomas, Leo Abse and Greville Janner…

If Mary Wilson was Of The Poets and was friends with John Betjeman, she’ll have known Philip Larkin, who was for years the librarian at Hull University. Larkin’s enthusiasm for porn, for lusting after the students and his spanking sessions with his friend Monica Jones were well-known and have long been the subject of light-hearted discussions among people interested in poetry. People are now beginning to wonder a bit more because of that abuse ring in Hull. Larkin and Monica may have been utterly harmless and just having a great time, but Monica worked at Leicester University, who’s staff had for years concealed the sex abuse ring which included Janner…

 

The Wilsons and their extended circle all know what was going on, every one of them and it was among this lot that future generations of Labour politicians were selected and raised. The casualties were everyone on the left who was not dishonest. There was no room for them.

That is why we now have a welfare state that does not work and cannot be fixed and why the prospects for less privileged people are becoming worse and worse and worse. Widening participation? Mindfulness? Advances In Brain Science? Talking Treatments? Personalised Medicine Tailored To Your DNA? You will find that they are all totally ineffective because for a long time now the British state and its statutory services have been exterminating vulnerable people and this is now embedded within its practices…

 

To quote Denbigh’s most celebrated son, Chaff Won’t Do.

 

 

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O Jones, O Jones

‘O. Jones, O. Jones’ is the title of a 1970 novel by the Welsh Top Doctor and poet Dannie Abse. Among Abse’s many other works was the 1990 collection of poems, ‘Remembrance of Crimes Past: Poems 1986-1989’.  Dannie Abse achieved much greater fame as a poet than he did as a Top Doctor, although he worked as a Top Doctor in a chest clinic for much of his life. Dannie was  the younger brother of Leo Abse, the Labour MP for Pontypool and then Torfaen, 1958-87 and the psychiatrist Wilfred Abse, who emigrated to the US when still quite a young man.

Leo Abse has already featured a great deal on this blog. The Abses were a Jewish family from Cardiff and a great many of the extended family were Top Doctors and lawyers; Leo’s own father Rudolf was a solicitor who owned and managed a small cinema in a slum area of Newport. Leo Abse was a bent lawyer who was a very, very unpleasant man. He was bright and had a lot of energy but he was the George Carman of south Wales in that people feared him and did not tangle with him. Leo Abse was a close friend of George Thomas and boasted of his success in ‘persuading’ people to drop complaints about Thomas’s sex offending by either paying them off – in one case Abse paid a witness to begin a new life in Australia – or threatening to stitch them up and have them imprisoned. Abse also ensured that bad PR re George Thomas did not hit the media. When in 1984 George Thomas was hospitalised with an STI and in despair because he feared that he was about to be exposed, he summoned Abse to the hospital in the middle of the night and Abse arranged for the press to be told that Thomas had ‘waterworks’ trouble. I don’t know which hospital was caring for Thomas, but the Top Docs colluded with Abse’s media management; the whole of the NHS  in Wales were colluding with George Thomas anyway, it was why there was such a cosy relationship between the Top Docs and George Thomas which manifested itself in Thomas’s medical charidee work. See previous posts eg. ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’ and ‘The Great Stink’ for further details of George Thomas and the scale on which Top Docs and others rearranged the furniture in order to ensure that Thomas’s offending, even his rape of a 10 year old boy, never led to charges or even became public.

George Thomas was known to frequent small backstreet independent cinemas for sexual liaisons with young men and boys, whether they were consenting or not.

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It was in 1984 that Dr D.G.E. Wood began overtly threatening Brown and me to withdraw our complaint about Gwynne the lobotomist. Gwynne, Dafydd, Wood et al were part of George Thomas’s network, as was Professor William Assher, the Top Doc from Cardiff who, after Professor Oliver Brooke of St George’s Hospital Medical School was jailed for the possession of child porn in Dec 1986, was called upon by the big boys in London to take over as Dean and then Principal of St George’s. Ollie was a key figure in the pan-European paedophile ring which that lot were part of and the distress flares were going up everywhere. The Dean of St George’s in post when Ollie was convicted was deposed and the public were reassured that Ollie was one lone sad git and The Matter Had Been Dealt With. Ollie’s mates were all still at St George’s running the gang and Asscher, Mr Big in south Wales, was recruited to ensure that the gang was able to carry on business as usual in south London.

In April 1986 the gang killed my house-mate Anne.

In 1986 Cherie Booth was working as a barrister in George Carman’s Chambers. Her husband Miranda, a former pupil of Carman’s, had been elected as the Labour MP for Sedgefield in June 1983, when Mary Wynch was getting ever closer to the Master of the Rolls with her legal case against Dafydd and the gang. Sedgefield was a constituency in Durham, which was the location of a trafficking ring in the north east of England with links to Dafydd’s gang and who supplied Dafydd’s gang with staff and children.

It was in 1983 that Dafydd’s mate and umbrella Professor Robert Bluglass wrote the new Mental Health Act to reassure everyone that after Mary Wynch’s case, It Could Never Happen Again. So when I complained about Dafydd doing it all over again in 1986-87, despite Bluglass’s brand new Mental Health Act, it was Bluglass whom the Medical Ombudsman for the Welsh Office – Professor Robert Owen, another mate of Dafydd’s – asked to investigate my complaint. Bluglass failed to investigate most aspects of my complaint and er concealed Dafydd’s criminality. See post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’.

 

Leo Abse knew Greville Janner, the Cardiff-born barrister and Labour MP for Leicester North West and then Leicester West, 1970-97, who was involved with the paedophile gang in the Leicester area, which had links with Dafydd’s gang and was being concealed by the Top Docs as well as many others. Greville’s dad Barnett Janner had preceded Greville as the MP for the constituency. Barnett was a Jewish lawyer who was originally from south Wales and knew the Abse family. See previous posts.

After Brown and I refused to succumb to the threats of the Top Docs, from 1984 onwards a great deal of conspiring behind the scenes went on to nobble our career progress. Professor Stuart Hall and his chums ensured that Brown ended up doing his PhD with the Centre for Mass Communication Research at Leicester University rather than with Hall’s old mates at the Centre for Contemporary Cultural Studies, Birmingham University. Thus Brown ended up on the manor of Greville which led to much obstruction and many adventures. See post ‘Life In Cold Blood’. I went to live with Brown in Leicester after I finished my MSc at Hammersmith Hospital/Royal Postgraduate Medical School in May 1987. Unbeknown to Brown and me, the Top Doctors at Hammersmith were of course part of the net, so I when I was at Hammersmith, I was offered what seemed at the time a good number with the Cancer Research Campaign at Nottingham University. However the labs were run by Professor Robert Baldwin, whom was known by all senior figures in cancer research to be mistreating staff and running a research fraud racket with an American drug company. See post ‘Oh Lordy, It’s CR UK!’. Because I had been offered the job at Nottingham, I moved into Brown’s house in Leicester, where we were placed under surveillance by MI5 and were targeted by those we know and love…

Just after the General Election of 1987, Dafydd et al had me arrested and charged when they invited me to north Wales on the pretext of discussing my complaint with me. They not only refused to discuss my complaint, they also made statements to the police alleging that I had tried to stab a junior doctor. The case fell apart because Jeff Crowther, a nursing officer from Ysbyty Gwynedd and Sgt Morgan at Bangor Police Station, didn’t tell as many lies as they were required to tell, so I was charged with a public order offence instead – under the legislation introduced by Thatch to criminalise striking miners, one could be prosecuted for pretty much anything – and my solicitor Alwyn Jones commissioned a Court report from Dr James Earp in Leicester (see post ‘An Expert From England’). Who was concealing the crimes of Greville et al and colluded with Dafydd and the gang in north Wales.. Alwyn I have now been told was Of The Gwerin, but he would have been deeply compromised anyway because his wife was employed as a lawyer with Gwynedd County Council. See previous posts.

 

Leo Abse attended Howard Garden’s High School in Cardiff and then the LSE where he studied law, in the late 1930s or early 1940s. Having joined the Labour Party in 1934, Leo clandestinely visited Spain during the closing months of the Spanish Civil War in 1939.

During WW II Leo Abse served in the RAF. He was in Cairo in 1944 when some of the British military personnel stationed there set up a “Forces Parliament” in which they debated the structure of society that they wanted to see in the post-war world. Abse’s left-wing views were fully in tune with the majority opinion among the lower ranks at its meetings, but the existence of the “Parliament” disturbed the senior officers. When Abse moved a motion supporting nationalization of the Bank of England he was arrested and the Forces Parliament was forcibly dissolved.

After the end of the war Abse set up in practice as a solicitor in Cardiff. In 1951 he established his own law firm, Leo Abse & Cohen, which eventually grew to be the biggest in the city. Leo Abse was also elected as Chairman of Cardiff Labour Party for two years from 1951, relinquishing the post when he was elected to Cardiff City Council. Cardiff City Council was riddled with corruption of which George Thomas and the Top Doctors were a part and this remained a serious problem years later, when the tentacles of corruption permeated the National Assembly for Wales. See eg. posts ‘More Than Politics And Local Government’, ‘The Battle Of The Cowshed’ and ‘Criminals Are Getting Away With It’.

Leo Abse and his mates networked among the Jewish community, among the Top Doctors and of course among the legal profession, no matter what their politics. Leo Abse knew Tory barrister Michael Howard, who was Home Secretary, 1993-97. Howard was born Michael Hecht in Gorseinion, Swansea and was the son of Bernat Hecht, who was born in Romania and came to Britain in 1939. Howard’s mother, Hilda (Kershion), lived in Wales from the age of 6 months. Both of Howard’s parents were from Jewish families. It was Michael Howard who as Home Secretary finally ruined Mary Wynch, although Mary had by then won every part of her legal case (see post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’). In 1975 Michael Howard married the former ‘model’ Sandra Paul who had previously been at the centre of the celebs who were sexually exploiting the kids and young people provided by Dafydd’s gang. Sandra’s first husband was the jazz pianist Robin Douglas-Home, the nephew of former PM Alec Douglas-Home. At the time of his divorce from Sandra, Robin was having a relationship with Lilibet’s sister, Ma’am Darling. Robin later killed himself after suffering from serious depression.

‘Now don’t you worry my dear, we’ll look after you. Unless you are in a position to name names of course. Past bedfellow of Ma’am Darling you say? Ooh how glamorous! Er, do you know I think that there’s a bit of a waiting list for Care at the moment. You’ll be OK though, I can see that…’ ‘Next patient please…’

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Prison works! But not for bent lawyers and Top Doctors running sex abuse gangs obviously, that is why Dafydd et al were never charged, convicted and jailed, although anyone who found themselves making complaints about them was arrested or found dead having ‘committed suicide’. I was repeatedly arrested and charged when Michael Howard was Home Secretary. Those members of Dafydd’s gang who made allegations against me were demonstrated to have perjured themselves but no action was ever taken against any of them, although throughout it all there were various investigations and inquiries underway with regard to a possible ‘VIP paedophile ring’ operating in north Wales/Cheshire.

Mr Howard – can I have my compensation cheque please? Unlike the Bryn Estyn boys who made those scurrilous allegations about those who tried so hard to help them, I am not a ‘drug addict’ and I have never been in prison. I have 10,000 documents demonstrating perjury and conspiracy on the part of the NHS, the police force, the CPS, the judiciary, the criminal justice system, the social services and other people. You owe me a great deal of money Howard, even in terms of the paltry offers made to those who have been the victims of state abuse, believe me, you owe me millions… Cough up you worthless corrupt bastard and when you do, remember all of those who died at the hands of a criminal gang whom you actively assisted. Furthermore tell your ageing dipstick of a wife, the former ‘model’ who tried to resurrect her career in the 1990s by promoting sad clothes for M&S – who have enjoyed a very cosy relationship with the Top Doctors who facilitated Dafydd and the gang –  to make a statement about all those young people who were forced to provide sexual services to predatory celebs and aristos by Dafydd et al.

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    See previous posts for further details of the vile Lord and Lady Howard and the very comfortable lives that they led while the bodies of the gang’s victims littered north Wales. Do they know anything about the deaths of Bing Spear, the corrupt Home Office mandarin who was in cahoots with Dafydd and Sir Peter Morrison, just four days apart in July 1995? See previous posts…

Leo Abse entered the Commons after winning a by-election in 1958, as a result of the then Labour MP for Pontypool, Granville West – who like Abse was a solicitor – being awarded one of the first life peerages in 1958, when Clement Attlee was PM. Unusually for a town in the South Wales valleys at that time, the NUM was not in control of the nomination of West’s successor as Labour candidate, since Pontypool was a centre of the railway industry. Abse won the candidature and then won the seat.

Daniel Granville West, Baron Granville-West established a successful solicitors’ practice, guided by Welsh Baptist principles and became a leading socialist after WW II. Baptised at the Tabernacle English Baptist Church, Monmouthshire, West remained a dedicated member all his life. Prominent in the Labour Party in opposition during the Gaitskell period in the 1950s and early 1960s, he remained ‘committed to law and order in Wales’ – like a friend of Silvio Berlusconi’s who was Tough On Crime And Tough On The Causes Of Crime! – and the nationalisation of the rail industry. Granville was horrified by the legacy of Imperial decline which he blamed for growing unemployment in the valleys.

Granville West was educated at Newbridge Grammar School and studied law at the University College of Wales, which became Cardiff University. Early in his years as a solicitor, West worked in a successful practice in Newbridge and Pontypool, Chivers and Morgan Solicitors and this acted as a financial and legal springboard for his political career. A strong Baptist tradition continued to have a significant presence in the Liberal and Labour parties during the early part of the 20th century. Granville West was an advocate of Nonconformist education as a Sunday School superintendent and in his practice he was the solicitor to Monmouthshire Welsh Baptist Association. West gained political experience between the wars on Aberdarn Urban District Council, 1934-38 and when WW II broke out, Granville West was already a prominent local personage, serving as a Councillor on Monmouthshire County Council, 1939-47. During WW II, West served in the Royal Air Force Volunteer Reserve, being promoted to Flight Lieutenant.

After the war ended Granville was demobilised and returned to the legal profession. He was rejoined by partner Emrys Morgan, forming the firm Granville West and Morgan. Encouraged by the Attlee Gov’t to seek a seat in Parliament, West alighted on Pontypool because his solicitors’ practice had taken over Harold Saunders’ practice in 1943, providing a unique opportunity in a safe Labour area.

West was elected as MP for Pontypool in a by-election in July 1946. He was appointed PPS to James Chuter Ede, then Home Secretary under Attlee, in 1950, but the next year Labour lost the General Election.

James Chuter Ede was a school teacher who was active with the NUT after WW II. George Thomas was also a school teacher who was active in the NUT after WW II. James Schuter Ede was the Labour MP for South Shields, 1935-64, on the territory of the ring in the north east of England who by the early 1970s were supplying Dafydd’s gang with staff, including Matt Arnold and Peter Howarth and children.

In 1965, Matt Arnold and Peter Howarth met at Ruskin College; Arnold was a part-time tutor and Howarth a student. Prezza, who ended up as Miranda’s Deputy PM, was a Ruskin student at the same time. See post ‘A Study In Tyranny’. By 1966 Matt Arnold and Peter Howarth were both working at the Axwell Park Approved School in Gateshead. Children were abused at Axwell Park. In May 1973 Matt Arnold was appointed Head of Bryn Estyn. Peter Howarth was appointed to the staff of Bryn Estyn in Nov 1973. On 9 June 1994 Matt Arnold died of an ‘unspecified blood disease’. Howarth’s trial for sexually abusing boys in care in north Wales opened at Chester Crown Court on 13 June 1994 and on 8 July 1994 Howarth was found guilty and sentenced to 10 years imprisonment. His co-defendant Paul Wilson was cleared on all charges.

The glamorous Sandra’s husband Michael Howard was Home Secretary at the time.

Miranda became Leader of the Labour Party on July 21 1994, the previous Leader John Smith having died at Bart’s on 12 May 1994, after Dafydd’s colleagues there ‘failed to revive’ Smith after a heart attack. Prezza, the former Ruskin student who had been the MP for Hull East since 1970 after gaining a degree at Hull University in 1968 and who originally came from Denbighshire in north Wales, was appointed Deputy Leader of the Labour Party on July 21 1994. A trafficking gang linked with Dafydd et al operated in Yorkshire and the gang had many links with Hull University. As any fule kno, Miranda only appointed Prezza, an Old Labour stalwart, as Deputy PM to placate the old school in the Labour Party. Or at least that was the official explanation for this ignoramus who couldn’t string a coherent sentence together being at the top of Gov’t.

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No doubt a lot of people were a little surprised when the Fool On The Hull was selected as a Labour Party candidate in the first place, but they’ll need to ask Harold Wilson why that was. The Harold Wilson who was a big pal of Leo Abse’s mate George Thomas.

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After that business of Tracy Temple and then the autobiography in which Prezza discussed his eating disorder, it was assumed that his days as anything other than a light entertainment star were over. So imagine my surprise when on 21 Feb 2015 Prezza was appointed as SPAD to Uncle Harry’s nephew, who was at the time the Leader of the Labour Party.

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Uncle Harry’s nephew’s dad Ralph had been a leading light in the New Left, along with many of those who taught at Ruskin; during the 1940s Ralph had studied at the LSE and he subsequently taught there, alongside so many others who later concealed Dafydd’s crimes and the Westminster Paedophile Ring. In 1972 Ralph was appointed Professor of Politics at the University of Leeds. I was told yesterday that Ralph was one of those leftist academics who assisted Stuart Hall et al in obstructing Brown’s career. See previous posts for more info about Ralph.

Numerous people at Leeds University were concealing Jimmy Savile and the gang in Yorkshire. Jimmy Savile was a visitor to Bryn Estyn. One boy alleged that Savile watched him gang raped. Uncle Harry was a Top Doctor at Guy’s who worked with many of those keeping schtum about Dafydd et al.

James Chuter Ede was closely involved in the drafting of the Butler Education Act and the Criminal Justice Act 1948 and he established the Lynskey Tribunal in 1948 to investigate allegation of corruption among Ministers and civil servants. In 1964 James Chuter Ede left the Commons and was created a life peer as Baron Chuter-Ede, of Epsom in the County of Surrey. Just as the Scourge of Corruption In High Places bagged his peerage, this man was given a job as a consultant psychiatrist at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and was given responsibility for the women’s wing of the institution which at the time had hundreds and hundreds of female patients:

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

‘Ewe know he tried so hard to help them but they did keep smoking mari-jew-ana and it wasn’t good for them…’

Dafydd’s boss at Denbigh was Gwynne the lobotomist, who continued carrying out lobotomies on patients long after most other institutions had ceased the practice and after the general public were told that lobotomies were no longer being carried out on patients at Denbigh. Most of those lobotomised at Denbigh were women. Of the medical records from Denbigh that are available, it is clear that the decision to carry out a lobotomy was based on the patient’s behaviour as documented by the records made by Angels. My own records from Denbigh, some of which were compiled by Angels who were employed there as long ago as the 1960s, repeatedly documented that my ‘behaviour’ was a problem, that I was ‘paranoid and aggressive’ and ‘hostile’ to Dafydd. No-one recorded that Dafydd turned up to see me at gone midnight when I was in bed. One Angel did make extensive notes expressing her concern that I had been unlawfully arrested and imprisoned by Dafydd after a ‘deal’ that he had struck with Superintendent Roberts at Bangor Police Station and that she did not want to be part of this. The Angel noted that she was told by Dr Neil Davies that she hadn’t broken the law, he and Dafydd had, all she had to do was to refuse to let me out. That Angel’s notes were ignored by everyone who ‘investigated’ my complaint and I only found out about them myself about five years ago. The Angel is now dead, she died in early middle-age, suddenly and unexpectedly in the care of Ysbyty Glan Clwyd in 2002, just after Dafydd and the gang were trying to have me imprisoned for ‘threatening to kill Alun Davies’ on the basis of the perjury of some eight NHS staff. The case later collapsed; there was no investigation into the extensive perjury.

Before working in north Wales, Dr Neil Davies had previously worked in Newcastle-upon-Tyne. When I later asked why Dafydd had ever been appointed as my Top Doctor – because I had stated quite clearly that I wanted nothing to do with him – I was told that Tony Francis had ‘referred’ me to him. I was referred to Francis after I made a complaint about Gwynne the lobotomist. Many years later I found that Francis had documented to third parties that I was ‘dangerous’ and ‘very disturbed’ because of the ‘allegations’ that I had made about Gwynne Williams, ‘a deceased doctor’. My allegations were that Gwynne had propositioned me and I made the allegations when he was still alive. Everyone whom I approached, including the GMC, flatly refused to investigate my complaint about Williams, even the part re Williams lying and then rewriting medical records. The Chair of the GMC at the time was Lord John Walton, a psychiatrist and neurologist from Newcastle-upon-Tyne.

Tony Francis, Neil Davies and Dafydd all worked in north Wales, at the North Wales Hospital. In the 1980s, if a patient requested a second opinion, they were referred to Dafydd, Tony Francis or Neil Davies.

They were running a sex trafficking gang and all of their colleagues knew it, as did those at the top of the GMC and the BMA.

I am waiting for an explanation British state. You had a great deal to say about Brown and me previously, I am waiting for your comments now. Twelve year old boys gang raped, children filmed while they were forced to have sex with animals…

WELL???

As for ‘ooh there’s a Lady Doctor available now’, the Wimmin were fully on board with this as well, the Lady Doctors, the Angels, the social workers, the housemothers at Bryn Estyn, the Wimmin’s Champs in the Labour Party, except of course for that Angel who objected to Dafydd’s Deal, who was ignored and later died at the hands of her colleagues.

WELL??

‘Ewe know, some of my colleagues would rrrap me on the knuckles for saying this, but if ewe drop that complaint about me, I would only have to have a word with my friend at Liverpool Medical School and I am sure that ewe would be offered a place.’

There were many quips made at the time by my friends and I that Dafydd’s colleagues wouldn’t have rapped him on the knuckles, they’d have had him struck off, but O Jones how naive we were! MI5 listened in to that call in 1987, they knew what Dafydd was doing as indeed did all those colleagues whom Dafydd thought might rap him on the knuckles and Dafydd is still on the Medical Register today. Years later when we began to realise some of what Dafydd was involved with, Patient F used to enjoy himself with suggestions that some of Dafydd’s colleagues would slap him on the buttocks… the bare buttocks…when Dafydd was wearing his baby doll nightie…

MI5 listened to that as well.

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Er – anyone out there still listening in want to comment??? You haven’t done that brilliantly really have you M or C or X or Dame Stella Rimington or whatever you call yourself at the moment? Try TF – for TOTAL FUCKWIT. I don’t care how many of them there were TF, Brown and I could have done better than you lot, in fact we did, we told many people what we thought was going on and everything that we suspected turned out to have been correct. Although we didn’t know about the little boys and the involvement of Carlo, obviously. MI5 need to hurry up with that statement of theirs that they are very sorry…they’ve failed…they are on a journey because they are a learning organisation…

Next time MI5, instead of surrounding me with dipsticks in various disguises to waste my time and energy, please send someone compos mentis in possession of all that money that you owe Brown and me. And I’ll still never forgive you.

Dafydd will be no doubt be settling down with his original of ‘Octopussy’ and a slice of Bara Brith as I write. I’ll be starring in a new Bond film myself soon, ‘From Llangefni with Love…’

 

Glanville West was President of the South Wales and Monmouthshire branch of the Probation Officers Association. It was common knowledge in north Wales in the 1980s and 90s that the Probation Service were on board with Dafydd’s gang, but the Waterhouse Report details the backgrounds of some of the Ancients who were involved with Gwynedd and Social Services while the gang did whatever the pleased and some of the Ancients had worked with the Probation Service decades previously. The career of Geoffrey Parkinson in the Probation Service in Inner London (see post ‘Only One Died’) suggests that there was a substantial problem with corruption in the Probation Service as long ago as the 1950s.

Glanville West also served as Chairman of the Advisory Council on Civil Aviation in Wales. During the Suez Crisis he was strongly in favour of supporting Israel’s stance against Egypt proposed by the Eden Gov’t. In the House, Glanville West persistently asked questions about employment, the levels of unemployment, the jobless statistics and how the valleys might benefit from Development areas. He sought compensation for miners, their tenancies and National Assistance for pensioners.

On 12 January 1937 Glanville West married Vera, daughter of J.Hopkins of Pontypool. They lived in Abersychan, Pontypool and had a son and a daughter.

In 1958 West was one of the first three Labour nominees chosen by Hugh Gaitskell to be created a life peer. Lord Granville-West’s maiden speech on 26 November 1958 tackled the issue of the Welsh language in schools. He was a strongly committed Welshman, passionate about ‘Welshness’ and the rights of countrymen.

As was Dafydd, while he was procuring children to provide sexual services for English High Tories.

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An advocate of industrial expansion in the South Wales valleys, Glanville-West opposed decline, promoting the cause of railway maintenance to the British Transport Commission. He hoped to attract new industries in the ‘white heat of technology’, having opposed the Beeching cuts. During 1970s industrial decline was accompanied by a shortage of decent housing. Lord Granville-West evolved into a moderniser supporting the enfranchisement of leaseholders to allow more working-class people to aspire to own their own home. Now who made that one of their flagship policies decades later?

The high profile Baptist Baron Granville-West died in Pontypool aged 80, in Sept 1984. In 1971 Dafydd made a speech to the Annual Meeting of the Welsh Baptists’ Union in which he told them that learning Bible verses in Welsh as a child can protect against a serious moral collapse in later life. See post ‘A Serious Moral Collapse’. Penrallt Baptist Church in Bangor was and still is a hot spot for Bangor University staff, Top Doctors and social workers. See previous posts. I know some very nice people who attend Penrallt but in the 1980s there were a great many people in that Church who were working and colluding with Dafydd and the gang and they undoubtedly knew how serious the criminality was.

Here’s an extract from the website of Glanville-West, Chivers and Morgan:

The firm was founded by Harold Saunders in 1904. In 1924, D. Granville West joined this practice to serve his articles. By 1929, D. Granville West had set up a practice on his own account in Newbridge. In 1943 he then took over Harold Saunders’ existing practice in Pontypool. Immediately after the War, Emrys Chivers returned to the firm from serving in the R.A.F., as a partner. We then became known as D. Granville West & Chivers.

Around 1950, D. Francis Dunford joined the practice, forming D. Granville West, Chivers & Dunford. The latter left the firm in 1962 to become a judge and in 1966, Ronald E.Y. (Ron) Morgan returned to the practice as a partner, having trained with us in the 1950s. The practice then gained the name by which it is known today – Granville-West, Chivers & Morgan. The hyphen in Granville-West was added when D. Granville West, who had been the Member of Parliament for Pontypool, became one of the first Life Peers, Baron Granville-West of Pontypool.

The Risca Office was established in 1980, with the Abertillery Office following in 1987. In the same year, Ron Morgan retired from the practice, but continued to practise separately as Chivers & Morgan until his death in 1998.

So Glanville-West’s pal Ron was around until after the Waterhouse Inquiry had heard evidence from the lying criminals of the children’s homes of north Wales to uphold the reputation of a network of old paedophiles who’s mycelia had penetrated all parts of polite society in the UK as well as much of polite society in other parts of the world.

Granville-West, Chivers & Morgan has taken over the practice of G. Edward Williams & Son in Blackwood to further enhance its presence in the Gwent Valleys. Granville-West, Chivers & Morgan has a proud tradition of service to the community. We act free of charge or at greatly reduced rates for a number of charities, churches and other institutions.

So that’s the potted history of Sue, Grabbit and Runn of south Wales.

Leo Abse is remembered for his natty dress sense and of course for the leading role that he played in the decriminalisation of homosexuality. In 1957, the Wolfenden Report had recommended that the law be changed to decriminalise consenting male gay sex, but the Gov’t had taken no action. Abse began to promote a Bill to put Wolfenden’s recommendations into law in February 1962. He kept pressing the issue and, after Humphrey Berkeley, the Tory MP for Lancaster, lost his seat in 1966, Abse became the main sponsor for the legalisation.

Humphrey Berkeley’s father, Reginald was the Liberal MP for Nottingham Central, 1922-24 and a noted playwright. Humphry Berkeley attended Malvern College followed by Pembroke College and was President of both the Cambridge Union Society and Cambridge University Conservative Association in 1948. His studies were interrupted when he was excluded for two years as a result of a practical joke in which he impersonated ‘H. Rochester Sneath’, the Headmaster of a rather odd public school, and wrote hoax letters to public figures. Berkeley knew Rab Butler, who arranged a job for him at Conservative Central Office during this time; Butler also advised Humphrey to keep the hoax letters and their replies safely, and publish them a quarter of a century later (the ‘Rochester Sneath letters’ were duly published in 1974).

Berkeley established his own PR company and became Head of Publicity and PR for a group of civil engineering companies. As a strong supporter of European union, Berkeley was Director-General of the United Kingdom Council of the European Movement, 1956-1957. In 1959, he was elected as the Tory MP for Lancaster.

Berkeley was a strong internationalist who supported the work of the UN; his father had supported the League of Nations. He served on the Parliamentary Assembly of the Western European Union and the Council of Europe from 1963. Berkeley was a member of the Howard League for Penal Reform and from 1965 the honorary Treasurer. That year he also drew up the new rules for election of the Leader of the Conservative Party. They might have been the rules under which Ted Heath was elected Leader in July 1965…

In 1965, Berkeley introduced a Bill to legalise male homosexual relations along the lines of the Wolfenden Report. According to a 2007 article published in ‘The Observer’, Berkeley was well known to his colleagues as a homosexual and not much liked. His Bill was given a second reading on 11 February 1966, but fell when Parliament was dissolved soon after. Unexpectedly, Berkeley lost his seat in 1966 and ascribed his defeat to the unpopularity of his Bill on homosexuality.

Out of Parliament, Berkeley took a job as Chairman of the UNA (United Nations Association). In this capacity he employed Jeffrey Archer to organise the UNA’s flag day collection. Despite barely increasing the previous year’s total, Archer was promoted to organise a dinner at 10 Downing Street, which raised over £200,000. Berkeley would later accuse Archer of having made false expenses claims whilst he worked for the UNA.

The former Deputy Principal of Bangor Normal College was an enthusiastic member of the UNA and was also involved in penal reform. Her family were leading Liberals in Wales and she personally knew Lady Megan Lloyd George. Just after I finished my PhD, this lady and her colleagues in the UNA organised a discussion day on the Dangers Of Drugs. The keynote speaker was Dafydd. Dafydd was scheduled to speak in one of the lecture theatres at Bangor University and I raised my concerns with the University authorities about the presence of Dafydd on the premises because of the misrepresentation of Dafydd’s position and experience on the UNA promotional material. The event was eventually cancelled by the UNA, but not before I received an e mail from a man called Tegai, who was a member of the UNA branch, which contained information about me which was not known to anyone in Bangor University and could only have come from Dafydd. It wasn’t anything horrifically sensitive which was why Tegai will have made the mistake; he had no idea that I would have known that the info could only have come from one person…

I am sure that dear old Dafydd told Tegai and co many more Interesting Facts about me which Tegai didn’t mention…

I’ve been told that the business of Dafydd’s proposed guest appearance under the umbrella of the UNA  on that occasion was a team effort on the part of the gwerin. There’s a post coming soon in which you’ll all be named! Please don’t panic gwerin, I’m not Of You so I won’t be blogging the info that I was given about you under conditions of confidentiality, even if you used confidential information about me. Or indeed simply made up a pack of lies. Are you enjoying your coating of green slime? At least people will be able to see you coming in future, it’s certainly never going to wash off. As for that comment re what you were all going to do to the VC of Bangor University Merfyn Jones once his wife had died… How Lowe can you get? Well-dressed men? You haven’t got a clue, you might as well have all taken a leaf out of the book of Dr Duckula Morris and dressed in nylon slacks. You probably all agree with her that ‘Althusser is just a load of old rubbish really’.

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  • For more links between Tuppence and Lady Mary and Dafydd’s network, see post ‘Tuppence And His Fragrant Wife’.

In 1968 Humphrey had resigned from the Conservative Party, largely in opposition to its stance on Vietnam. In 1970, Humphrey joined the Labour Party and stood unsuccessfully as a Labour candidate in 1974. He then spent time working as a roving ambassador of the now defunct Republic of Transkei, until he was abducted one night in February 1979 while dining at the Umtata Holiday Inn, and assaulted on the side of a road, put into the boot of a car and dumped over the border at Kei Bridge.

Humphrey Berkeley found his true home in 1981 when he joined Dr Death in the SDP. He fought Southend East for them in 1987. In 1988 with the SDP splitting over whether to merge with the Liberals, Humphrey rejoined Labour.

 

Although with the Labour landslide of 1966 there was a majority for Leo Abse’s Bill to decriminalise homosexuality, it was still vulnerable but Abse persuaded Woy Jenkins to give the measure Gov’t time, which eventually saw the Bill through onto the statute book. Abse knew that Woy was a bisexual swinger who was colluding with Dafydd and the Westminster Paedophile Ring and may have been part of it himself.

In 1968 Abse was appointed to a Home Office Advisory Committee on the penal system. He was elected Chairman of the group of Welsh Labour MPs in 1971. Abse was chosen as Chairman of a Select Committee on abortion, 1975-77. His report advocated restrictions on abortion, including a lowering of the time limit within which abortion was legal from 28 weeks. Abse fought in the House of Commons for the enactment of his Committee’s recommendations and continued the fight in 1980 when the Conservative MP John Corrie proposed a Bill along similar lines; Abse refused to compromise on a limit of 24 weeks.

Abse was one of the ‘Gang Of Six’ group of Welsh Labour MPs who were opponents of devolution when it was proposed in the late 1970s. Another member of the group was the Windbag. There was a great deal of enmity between these MPs and the pro-devolution MPs. See post ‘News From Sicily’. One of the reasons why Abse opposed devolution was that he thought that some in Wales, whom he called “fanatics”, wanted to use it to promote the use of the Welsh language. George Thomas also had a major problem with anyone who dared speak Welsh. Although their mate Dafydd is first language Welsh and his minion Meri Huws was Chair of Cymdeithas, then Chair of the Welsh Language Board and is now the Welsh Language Commissioner.

# No fucking principles at all. Just a gang of paedophiles.

Abse was briefly Chairman of the Welsh Affairs Select Committee when it was first set up, but resigned in November 1981. Abse added to his reputation for taking maverick stances by strongly urging that British forces be withdrawn from N Ireland. He opposed nuclear power and weapons and criticised Thatch for insisting that Argentina unconditionally surrender over the Falklands. Abse supported British membership of the European Communities. His support for liberal divorce laws led him to propose a new ‘child-centred’ divorce reform in the early 1980s; the Bill was piloted by Martin Stevens, Conservative MP for Fulham.

What has received rather less publicity than the noble hero Leo Abse fighting for gay rights and divorce law reform is Abse virtual single-handedly achieving the Children Act 1975, which resulted in hundreds of kids in care being placed in children’s homes in north Wales. Abse began preparing the ground for the Children’s Act in the late 1960s, just as John Allen took out the lease on the building which became the Bryn Alyn Community. Abse wined and dined with Jim Callaghan, the then Home Secretary and Callaghan’s wife Audrey, who were both colluding with organised child abuse, including that carried out by Abse’s pal George Thomas. It was as a result of Abse’s efforts that the Houghton Committee was set up to ‘review’ matters re kids who were not cared for by their families. The Houghton Committee took evidence from Dafydd’s friends and colleagues and on the basis of this recommended a change in the law re kids in care. Because Labour were out of office between 1970 and 1974, Abse was delayed a little with regard to successfully changing the law, but once Labour was elected in 1974, Dr Death very kindly sponsored a Private Member’s Bill at old Abse’s request and the Children Act 1975 came into being. See post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’ for further details.

The kids who were placed in the hands of a gang of paedophiles as a result of the Children Act 1975 were dependent upon the Welsh Office to ensure that standards and care in the children’s homes were acceptable. The Waterhouse Report admits that there was a total dereliction of duty on the part of the Welsh Office with regard to this; the Welsh Office failed to regularly inspect most of the children’s homes in north Wales, even when staff were convicted of assaults on children and the most serious complaints were made. The Welsh Office became responsible for the health and social services in Wales when George Thomas was Secretary of State for Wales, 1968-70.

That is why this is categorised as serious ORGANISED crime…

John Allen took the lease out on the building which became the Bryn Alyn Community in 1968, which was when Leo Abse got busy with children’s legislation.

Carlo became Prince of Wales in 1969. George Thomas was a big fan of the Royals Gawd Bless ‘Em and although Thomas was no longer Secretary of State at the time of the Investiture, it was Thomas who organised the song and dance that accompanied it.

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The British state were so grateful that Carlo wasn’t blown sky high by Welsh Nash – although there was an attempt to do that – that the Top Cop who organised the policing, Sir Philip Meyers, was subsequently rewarded with the post of Chief Constable of North Wales, 1974-82. Myers presided over a deeply corrupt force who colluded with the organised abuse and criminality of Dafydd’s gang. After this triumph Myers then served as HM Inspector of Constabulary. See previous posts eg. ‘Top Of The Cops’.

One of the men who was involved in the plan to bomb the Investiture was banged up in Denbigh. He subsequently became friends with Dafydd and in the 1990s made TV appearances calling himself Rev, stating that Dafydd was the only person who knew how to deal with the Drugs Crisis In North Wales and that under no conditions should the North Wales Hospital Denbigh be closed because ‘Welsh boys and girls are going to prison in England’ for want of a hospital bed. Indeed, Welsh boys and girls were killing themselves in prisons in England because Dafydd et al had fitted them up, but the Rev, who wasn’t a Rev at all although he did acquire a dog collar which he wore on TV, didn’t mention that. Neither did the Rev mention that most of Dafydd’s ‘substance abuse patients’ were English men and women whom Dafydd had positively invited to north Wales from big English cities to buy drugs off of him (see eg. post ‘The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron?’).

The Rev’s daughter subsequently qualified as a social worker from Coleg Menai in approx 2004, although two members of Coleg Menai staff were so concerned at her false allegations and lies about being a social worker and demands to have people arrested and sectioned when she was a student that they declared that they would prevent her from qualifying. Their concerns were ignored on the grounds that the Rev’s daughter was a Welsh speaker and there is a shortage of Welsh speaking social workers. The Rev’s daughter became a social worker. Top Doctor Graham Thomas, a leading light in the BMA in Wales, admitted to me that he knew about the problems that the Rev’s daughter was causing in her capacity as a social worker what with her penchant for having innocent people arrested and sectioned.

# It’s the gang again.

The person who carried the bomb which was designed to blow Carlo to smithereens was also Referred to Dafydd and she later had her newborn baby unlawfully abducted by the staff of St David’s Laundry. I made friends with her in 2000 and Christ were there fireworks from the gwerin. She was found dead in her house not long afterwards when the gang were in the process of fitting me up for ‘threatening to kill Alun Davies’.

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# Yes it’s them again.

Oh just deal with them someone. It’s a job for TF if he can only get his arse in gear and stop helping Dafydd.

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Leo Abse wrote a number of books following retirement which drew very heavily on psychoanalysis. His volume Margaret, Daughter of Beatrice (1989), is a “psycho-biography” of Margaret Thatcher. In The Man Behind the Smile: Tony Blair and the Politics of Perversion (1996), Abse highlighted some of the aspects of Miranda that were later to be cited by Miranda’s opponents on the left. In Fellatio, Masochism, Politics and Love (1997), Abse drew attention to the fact that fellatio had been unspoken of a generation before but had since come to be seen as an essential part of casual sexual relationships. He analysed the tendency for men to engage in risky behaviour by placing their trust in women whom they barely knew and linked it to political developments.

Abse does make some interesting observations in his books – he argues convincingly that Thatch was substantially influenced in her values and politics by her grandmother with whom Thatch and her family lived for much of Thatch’s youth, something that no-one else really paid attention to – but his writing is at the same time terrifying. Abse is clearly a man who excels at using discredited psychoanalytic theory to excuse his own very worrying sexual interest in children as well as many other unpleasant aspects of his character and to analyse the most benign actions of other people in order to smear them. See post ‘A Peer, More Top Docs And News Round Up’. As I read Abse’s work I was reminded of some of the ‘medical records’ that Dafydd and Gwynne wrote about me. It was strikingly similar material.

Leo Abse has been investigated for historical abuse.

After Abse retired from the Commons his nomination for a seat in the House of Lords was vetoed by Margaret Thatcher. I have no idea why, she should have been very grateful to him because Abse’s involvement in the Westminster Paedophile Ring was one of the reasons why it didn’t all blow up in Thatch’s face.

A bust of Abse was unveiled at the National Museum of Wales in Cardiff on 22 October 2009. The sculpture was funded by the firm of solicitors he founded, Leo Abse and Cohen and was made by Abse’s second cousin, the sculptor, Luke Shepherd.

Luke Shepherd’s website is currently advertising the work that he does re the training of surgeons. Luke holds courses for Top Doctors at Marylebone Road and in Devon. The ‘International Journal of Surgery’ published a paper by Luke which Luke publicises on his website. Luke’s website contains many other gems. He spent the first part of his life in south Wales but relocated to Dartmoor, where I think he still is. Luke has been commissioned to sculpt busts of Old Nick Edwards, Rhodri Morgan and George Thomas, as people whom Wales wishes to remember. Surely a double bust of Dafydd and Meri will soon appear in the Senedd? Luke has also created sculptures of Shiva, the Buddha and that other well-known deity, Billy Connolly. Luke set up a Tai Chi School in Exeter. There are ripe pickings in the Exeter region, because there’s a lot of Spiritual people in Devon these days, rather than farmers. Exeter University was one of the first institutions to collaborate with Professor Mark Williams’s Mindfulness fraud. Mark Williams is a former colleague of Dafydd’s (see post ‘The Biggest Expert Of The Lot’).

Luke’s website boasts of his links with the Welsh Arts Council and the Saatchi Gallery.

 

When Leo Abse stood down from the Commons, his seat was succeeded by Paul Murphy. Murphy was Secretary of State for Wales, 1999-02 and 2008-09 and it was in that capacity Murphy took receipt of the Waterhouse Report on 30 Sept 1999. When the Waterhouse Report was published on 15 Feb 2000, Murphy stated that he was delighted to be reassured that there was no VIP paedophile ring in north Wales, never had been and that the matter had been subjected to an exhaustive, transparent investigation.

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Before becoming an MP, Paul Murphy had been a Torfaen Councillor – he was elected to Torfaen Council in 1973 – and knew Leo Abse well. Paul Murphy is a committed Roman Catholic and a Bachelor who has not been blessed with children himself. See previous posts.

 

Leo Abse married Marjorie Davies in 1955. They had two children: Tobias, who is a Marxist historian and Bathsheba. Marjorie died in 1996. Abse’s second marriage was to Ania Czepulkowska, in 2000, when Abse was 83 and Czepulkowska 33. Abse died on 19 August 2008. According to a newspaper report, he left his £1.2m estate to his second wife, with no financial provision for his children or grandchildren. Media interviews with Ania suggested that she was rather vulnerable when she met the elderly predator whom she later married and that Abse dominated her. Although she did bag all the dosh. See previous posts.

Dr. Tobias Abse was a history lecturer at Goldsmiths College, London University, 1994-16. Toby Abse has written extensively about the rise of the Fascist Right in Italy prior to WW II. He has been a member of the Socialist Alliance National Executive, the Alliance for Green Socialism National Committee, the Socialist History Society committee and the ‘Revolutionary History’ editorial board and is a regular contributor to UK socialist newspapers and magazines. Toby was educated at William Ellis School, Highgate and Gonville and Caius College, Cambridge, where he graduated in 1978. Whether Toby was on board with his dad I don’t know, he might have hated the old git and there was probably a very big scrap after the Last Will and Testament was read.

 

Leo’s brother Dannie’s autobiography ‘A Poet In The Family’ describes how one day in 1958 as a Nice Young Doctor, Dannie met up with the newly elected MP for Pontypool in London, his brother Leo. My how they marvelled at what the two boys from Cardiff had become!

Dannie Abse was born in Cardiff and attended Marlborough Road Primary School, where George Thomas was his teacher. In his autobiography Dannie remarked that George Thomas, despite being a high profile Methodist, ‘favoured’ Jewish children although Dannie does not suggest why that might have been. The Abse family were proud of their Jewishness but certainly had plenty of friends and contacts among other communities. Not only were they pals with George the Methodist, but Dannie then went to St Illtyd’s College, a Roman Catholic School in Cardiff and made lifelong contacts there. Paul Flynn, the Labour MP for Newport West since 1987, also went to St Illtyd’s. Paul Flynn stood as the Labour candidate for Denbigh in Oct 1974 and in the 1990s he appeared on ‘The Kane Debates’ on TV with Dafydd. Paul Flynn did contradict the rubbish that Dafydd was spouting about reefer madness but Paul Flynn has never spoken a word about Dafydd’s far more serious crimes. See previous posts for more on Paul Flynn.

Dannie Abse studied medicine. Dannie had no interest in this but at the age of 13 his older brother Wilfred, a Top Doctor and psychiatrist, ordered Dannie to do medicine and Wilfred put Dannie’s name down for Westminster Hospital Medical School, which was where Wilfred had trained. Before ‘walking the wards’ at Westminster ie. undertaking the clinical part of his training, Dannie undertook pre-clinical studies at the Welsh National School of Medicine in Cardiff and then at King’s College, London.

By Dannie’s own account, he didn’t do that well academically as a medical student and he couldn’t cope at all with pathology cases and the gory bits. However he grit his teeth – although at one point he planned to leave medicine, but his family, particularly Leo, pressurised him into remaining partly by reminding Dannie how much it had cost his father to keep him in London studying – and he qualified. During his years as a medical student, what Dannie did do a lot of was to write poetry and he found considerable success in the field.

Dannie might not have been a hot shot as a medical scientist, but he did what virtually all Top Doctors do at medical school, he made influential friends and contacts. Dannie made even more influential friends and contacts through his poetry and writing. Dannie also joined the Welsh Society at King’s College.

As a student at Westminster, Dannie was on the firm of Sir Adolphe Abrahams, who is considered to be the founder of British sports science. Abrahams was born in Cape Town in 1883, the son of Isaac and Esther Abrahams. He was educated at Bedford Modern School, 1891-99, at Bedford School and at Emmanuel College, Cambridge. Abrahams was the medical officer in charge of the British Olympic teams, 1912-48. He was also President of the British Association of Sports and Medicine and a fellow of the Royal Society of Medicine.

The Royal College of Physicians ‘Lives Of The Fellows’ Online supplies more information about Sir Adolphe. Some extracts:

…Abrahams’ clinical training was undertaken at St Bartholomew’s Hospital

Bart’s was a site of wrongdoing and the concealing of wrongdoing in the generation of the Top Doctors who trained Dafydd et al, ie. Sir Adolphe’s generation. One such Top Doctor was the father of Lady Juliet Bingley who was a surgeon at Bart’s; Lady Juliet worked as an almoner (social worker) at Bart’s. Lady Juliet and her son William Bingley colluded with Dafydd and the linked gangs throughout their entire careers but particularly so when they were in senior positions at MIND during the 1970s and 80s and in William’s case when he was appointed CEO of the Mental Health Act Commission in 1990; a Director of Morecombe Bay Primary Care Trust, 2000-06; then Chairman of North Lancashire NHS Primary Care Trust and Professor of Mental Health Law and Ethics at the University of Central Lancashire, 2000-04. Bingley ran an NHS consultancy which flogged ‘expertise’ to the NHS. His conflict of interest resulted in him having to resign as Chairman of the North Lancashire NHS PCT. Bingley was killed in a fatal accident when out fell-walking three weeks later, in 2011. With his wife Helen, William Bingley was also co-founder of the Abaseen Foundation, a charidee developing health care in Khyber-Pakhtunkhwa, formerly the North-West Frontier Province of Pakistan. S

Lady Juliet was married to Admiral Sir Alec Bingley, who after WW II served as Deputy Director of Air Warfare. He went on to be Chief of Staff to the Flag Officer (Air) and then Commander of the aircraft-carrier HMS Eagle in 1952. Bingley was appointed Fifth Sea Lord and Deputy Chief of Naval Staff (Air) in 1954 and Flag Officer, Aircraft Carriers in 1958. He was made Commander-in-Chief of the Mediterranean Fleet and NATO Commander Allied Forces Mediterranean in 1959 and then Commander-in-Chief, Portsmouth and Allied Commander-in-Chief, Channel in 1961. Sir Alec retired in 1963. Bingley was one of those who served close to Lord Louis Mountbatten and knew about the associated scandals as well as the Gay Spies in the Admiralty etc. See post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’.

After qualification he undertook postgraduate study in Vienna. 

Vienna was a hot spot for the Top Doctors of that era who had an interest in psychoanalysis who used their positions as psychoanalysts and psychiatrists to conceal organised abuse. Whether Sir Adolphe was doing anything related to psychoanalysis in Vienna I don’t know, but he will have met analysts while he was there.

Abrahams served in the RAMC as a medical officer, 1915-20, attaining the rank of Major. He was appointed to the consultant staff of Westminster Hospital in 1920 and was also for a time consultant physician to Hampstead General Hospital and to the Royal Chest Hospital. He became Dean of Westminster Hospital Medical School shortly before the opening of the new Westminster School in Horseferry Road, in 1939, at which time he was knighted. 

Some months ago I read an historical account of a Westminster medical student who had been arrested after breaking into the nurses home, sexually harassing – and possibly indecently assaulting – one of the Angels within and helping himself to someone else’s purse. The lawyer representing him, one Ronnie Waterhouse, ensured that the Nice Young Doctor’s career was not adversely affected by a prosecution by thrashing out a deal with the Dean of Westminster Hospital Medical School. I am not sure if the helpful Dean was Sir Adolphe, but this is by no means the only anecdote that I have heard regarding appalling behaviour on the part of medical students of Dafydd’s vintage who should have been identified as far too irresponsible or indeed frankly dangerous to have been allowed to qualify. In that era, academic standards in medical schools were laughable – although that had changed by the 1980s – and once a medical student had begun training there really was almost nothing that they could do which would result in them not qualifying, although they were ferociously bullied and brutalised during their training.

Sir Adolphe was a general physician with a special interest in gastroenterology. He was also deeply interested in athletics and the training of athletes and was consulting medical officer to the British Olympic team on numerous occasions between 1912 and 1948. Abrahams’s written work was largely on gastroenterological subjects, exercise, physical fitness and the training of athletes. In his early years he was also interested in photography, especially that of moving objects, and in motoring.

Photographs eh?? Sir Adolphe could well have been photographing many things, but Dafydd’s mate Professor Linford Rees who held a Chair at Bart’s in the 1990s was renowned for livening up his lectures with photographs of ‘bathing beauties’ who happened to be his patients. See post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent…’. Whichever grim institution the bathing beauties will have had the misfortune to have been detained in will not have invested in bubble bath to have enabled the suds to have acted as a fig leaf a la TV adverts. The bathing beauties may not even have had the privilege of hot water and almost certainly were bathing in a communal area in full view of other people, as well as Linford and his camera.

Ah the doctors they were wonderful!

In 1928 Abrahams was Arris and Gale Lecturer of the Royal College of Surgeons and some years later Lumleian Lecturer, as well as Censor, of the Royal College of Physicians. For a time he was examiner in medicine in the Universities of Cambridge, Liverpool and London and President of the British Society of Gastroenterologists, as well as of the Section of Medicine, Royal Society of Medicine.

He was a physician of the old school to whom a detailed history and clinical examination were of basic importance and of more importance and interest than the results of laboratory investigations, which came last to confirm or refute the clinical diagnosis.

Sir Adolphe wasn’t one to worry about science…

His ward rounds were often enlivened by vivid, and sometimes caustic, comments to students but his detachment perhaps made rapport with patients less easy.

There’s the confession. He was a complete bastard who intimidated the students and was so cold and contemptuous that the patients hated him.

He was certainly an unforgettable figure, elegantly dressed in tail coat, monocled on occasion,

God knows what the patients thought.

  • never in a hurry, and with an almost eighteenth century grace and charm; his knobbly hands in marked contrast to the rest. His face had a Dickensian look about it. He wrote his medical notes and opinions in microscopic script, always lucid and well phrased. A great reader, he once remarked how much he would enjoy a few weeks in prison, away from all distractions, so that he could devote himself wholeheartedly to reading.

If only someone had been willing to arrange it

  • He did not care for holidays, which interfered with his well ordered life and reading and writing.
  • Sir Adolphe the Gentleman Thug must have been the eccentric Top Doctor who rang Denbigh in the 1990s trying to get hold of Dafydd. When Dafydd’s secretary told him that Dafydd was on holiday, the caller replied ‘A holiday? A holiday? I’ve never heard of such a thing. I’m on duty 24 hours a day 7 days a week’.
  • He was an excellent after dinner speaker and a considerable judge of food and wine, of which he partook sparingly.

So how did Raffles ever gain the expertise necessary to be a considerable judge of food and wine? Is this code for Raffles throwing hissy fits if he had been supplied with food which wasn’t up to his liking? It wasn’t that Raffles was the most dreadful old bugger, it was simply Raffles having a discerning palate.

The brother of a renowned athlete, he was no mean performer himself, and was often seen in middle age running round Regent’s Park. At a scientific meeting he showed a section of one of his own arteries, perhaps to emphasize the dissociation between structure and function.

Did Raffles perform an on the spot self-dissection??

In later years his hearing became impaired but even this, he said, had its compensations.

It was even easier to ignore the screams of horror and the many complaints.

On retirement from hospital work, his interests remained unabated and he spent a good deal of his time browsing in medical libraries. On Christmas Day he turned up regularly at his old hospital wards, impeccably dressed as usual, to watch with detached amusement his former junior colleagues, dressed in crazy garb, carve the turkey. ‘I could never do that’, he remarked.

Everyone would have known that Raffles and they probably wished that you’d stopped turning up to blight their Christmas.

He married Adrienne Walsh in 1922 and had one son and one daughter. His younger brothers were Sir Sydney Abrahams, PC, for many years Chief Justice in East Africa and Ceylon, who predeceased him, and Harold Maurice Abrahams, the Olympic athlete.

Raffles died in 1967, so he lived to see Dafydd launch his glorious career at the North Wales Hospital. Raffles will have known Admiral Sir Alec Bingley’s father-in-law, the surgeon at Barts…

 

Raffles acquired some interesting relatives via his younger brother Harold Abrahams. Harold Maurice Abrahams (15 December 1899 – 14 January 1978) was Olympic champion in 1924 in the 100 metres sprint, a feat depicted in the 1981 movie ‘Chariots of Fire’.

Harold Abrahams served as a lieutenant in the British Army. He attended Bedford School, Repton School and then Gonville and Caius College, Cambridge, 1919-23. Abrahams then trained as a lawyer. At Cambridge, he was a member of the Cambridge University Athletics Club (of which he was president 1922–1923), Cambridge University Liberal Club, the Pitt Club and the Gilbert and Sullivan Society. Abrahams was also a member of the Achilles Club, a track and field club formed in 1920 by and for past and present representatives of Oxford and Cambridge universities. 

At the 1924 Summer Games, Abrahams won the 100 m in a time of 10.6 seconds, beating all the American favourites, including the 1920 gold-medal winner Charley Paddock. In third place was Arthur Porritt, later Governor-General of New Zealand and Queen’s Surgeon. See previous posts for information relating to Arthur Porritt’s collusion with Top Doctors’ crimes and the role that his son Jonathan Porritt played in colluding with Dafydd et al. The Paris Olympics 100 m dash took place at 7 p.m. on 7 July 1924, and Abrahams and Porritt dined together at 7 p.m. on 7 July every year thereafter, until Abrahams’s death in 1978. 

In May 1925, Abrahams broke his leg while long-jumping, ending his athletic career. He returned to his legal career. In 1928, he was team captain of the British Olympic team at Amsterdam and Editor of the Official British Olympic Report for the same games. Subsequently he worked as an athletics journalist for forty years, becoming a commentator on the sports for BBC radio. In 1936, Abrahams reported the Berlin Olympics for the BBC. Later in his life, Abrahams also became President of the Jewish Athletic Association, and served as Chairman for the Amateur Athletic Association(AAA).

Although not an official timer, Abrahams was present when Roger Bannister broke the four-minute mile in 1954. See previous posts.

In early 1934, Abrahams met D’Oyly Carte Opera Company singer Sybil Evers. They wed in December 1936. Sybil Evers could not have children, so they adopted an eight-week-old boy, Alan, in 1942 and a nearly three-year-old girl, Sue, in 1946. During the Nazi regime and war, the Abrahams’s also fostered two Jewish refugees: a German boy called “Ken Gardner” (born Kurt Katzenstein) and an Austrian girl named Minka.

Evers died in 1963 at the age of 59 and Harold set up two awards in her name: the Sybil Evers Memorial Prize for Singing (1965–1995), an annual cash prize awarded to the best female singer in her last year at the Webber Douglas School of Singing and Dramatic Art and the Sybil Abrahams Memorial Trophy, presented each year from 1964 onward at Buck House by Phil the Greek, President of the British Amateur Athletics Association to the best British woman athlete.

Harold Abrahams was a keen Freemason. 

Abrahams was inducted into the International Jewish Sports Hall of Fame in 1981 and into the England Athletics Hall of Fame in 2009.

Abrahams has been recognised with an English Heritage Blue plaque at his former home in Golders Green which was unveiled by his daughter Sue and nephew Tony Abrahams:

A plaque from the Heritage Foundation was unveiled at Harold Abrahams’s birthplace, Rutland Road in Bedford, on 8 July 2012. This coincided with the Olympic torch relay passing through the town.

In July 2012, plans were announced to erect a memorial to Abrahams in Telford to recognise that before the 1924 Olympics he won a gold medal in the 100-yard sprint at the Midlands Area AAA championships at St George’s Recreation Club ground. The memorial, in the form of a plaque, was unveiled by Abrahams’s daughter Sue in October 2014 in the lounge of the club, which now possesses the medal that he won at the event.

Abrahams’s daughter Sue married Pat Pottle. Pat Pottle was a founding member of the Committee of 100, an anti-nuclear group which broke away from CND. In 1962, at the height of the Cold War, Pottle was jailed for 18 months for conspiracy (as one of the Wethersfield Six) to organise the Committee of 100 demonstrations at the nuclear base USAF Wethersfield in Essex. In Wormwood Scrubs, Pottle met the Communist spy and double agent George Blake and Pat’s outrage at the “vicious” sentence imposed on Blake led Pat and two others, Michael Randle and Sean Bourke, help Blake to escape in Oct 1966. It was a few months after Blake had escaped that Pottle met and married Sue.

For most of his working life Pat Pottle was a printer, running his own Stanhope Press in the 1960s, working as printer for the Peace Pledge Union in the early 1990s and running his own Pottle Press in the late 1990s.

Pat died in Oct 2000 and his obituary in The Torygraph stated that:

‘Though Pottle and his co-conspirator Michael Randle were suspected [of helping Blake escape], the security services decided not to prosecute on the grounds that it might be seen as “persecution – that the big fish had got away so they were taking it out on the little fish”. The pair were only charged with aiding and abetting Blake’s escape in 1991, after they had written a full account of their involvement, ‘The Blake Affair – How We Freed George Blake – and Why’ (1989), and after Conservative MPs had demanded that the case be reopened.

Blake, a British intelligence officer, was found guilty in 1961 of supplying information to the Soviet Union. He was sentenced to 42 years in prison, one year for each British agent thought to have been killed through his treachery. It was the longest specified sentence in modern times.

Pottle and Randle met him and an Irish criminal called Sean Bourke in Wormwood Scrubs where they were serving sentences imposed in 1962 for conspiracy following the occupation of an American air base at Wethersfield, Essex, by supporters of the Committee of 100 (a breakaway group from CND).

In May 1966, after their release, Bourke approached them about springing Blake. In October Blake was helped over the wall by Bourke using a rope ladder. He was then hidden in various London flats by Pottle and Randle. In December he was smuggled to Berlin in a compartment hidden under the bunk of a camper van driven by Randle; he later surfaced in Moscow.

For years it was assumed that Blake’s escape had been masterminded by the KGB, but in the run-up to their trial Pottle and Randle secured the disclosure of MI5 papers which showed they had been suspected from the beginning.

In 1970 these suspicions were confirmed when Sean Bourke wrote a book about the affair in which he thinly disguised the names of the other participants as “Pat Porter” and “Michael Reynolds”. In 1987, Pottle and Randle were named in press reports as having been involved in the breakout. Still no action was taken.

At their trial at the Old Bailey, Pottle and Randle who represented themselves, argued that their motives had been humanitarian and that since the security services had known of their involvement but had done nothing until MPs demanded their prosecution, the trial was political. They were unanimously acquitted by the jury…

In 1960 he joined the Committee of 100, a breakaway group dedicated to using civil disobedience to advance their cause. The following year he took over from Randle as secretary of the group after Randle had been jailed for his involvement in an anti-nuclear demonstration. Pottle participated in a number of demonstrations including a four-hour sit-in at the Soviet embassy.

In December 1961, when he was wanted by the police after the occupation of the air base at Wethersfield, he went into hiding. Only in February 1962, when he appeared at a press conference at Kingsway Hall in London, was Pottle arrested by Special Branch men. He defended himself and attempted to use the trial as a platform for his political beliefs. He, Randle and four other defendants were jailed for 18 months.

After his release, Pottle became secretary to the philosopher and disarmament campaigner Bertrand Russell. In 1964 he was put on trial in China and deported for “inciting the Chinese people to overthrow the state”. Later the same year he was deported from Greece after joining anti-nuclear demonstrations. Months later he was deported from Malta for organising an anti-nuclear demonstration there.

He co-founded the Vietnam Information Group in 1967, to help American deserters and draft dodgers reach Sweden on false documents. A year later he was arrested demonstrating in London against the Colonels’ coup in Greece. Later he organised demonstrations against the Soviet occupation of Czechoslovakia.

In 1969, Pottle seemed to have grown tired of civil disobedience and with his family moved to Wales. There he went into business as an antiques dealer and ran the Pottle Press, printing leaflets for the anti-nuclear movement. Ten years later they returned to London.

 

Pat and Sue lived in Croesor and were friends with many of the radicals and bohemians who were there during the 1970s and 80s, as described in previous posts eg ‘The Village’. They were friendly with local people as well as with the ‘Welsh Bloomsbury Set’ and they will have known about Dafydd’s gang, who were making the life of the locals very difficult. Pat must have known that Bertrand Russell was an abusive man who was utilising the services of Dafydd’s network to put anyone who raised concerns about Russell’s conduct out of action (see post ‘So Who Was Angry About What?’). Sue and her friends did know about the con of appointing a ‘Welsh speaking social worker’ in the late 1960s for language equality purposes, who ensured that Gwynne and Dafydd found it even easier to bang up anyone who had spilt the gang’s pints, because they’d been assessed in their first language so OF COURSE the assessment was fair and yes they are definitely nuts and need to be locked up in Denbigh for decades without trial…

In 2011 Thomas Merfyn Hughes, a retired social worker who lived in Croesor, was found dead in someone else’s garden. His body was concealed from view and Mr Hughes had been dead for many, many hours before his body was found. I do not know if Mr Hughes was the Welsh speaking social worker of legend who simply made it even easier for Dafydd et al to abduct and imprison people who had spilt their pints, but in approx 2005, Mr Hughes was the manager of the thugs of the Arfon Community Mental Health Team and when they refused to hand over their file on me – which they should never have had because I had never been a ‘client’ of theirs – Mr Hughes kindly went to their office and retrieved it, giving me a copy. See previous posts eg. ‘A Particularly Worrying Death’. Mr Hughes had previously served as the election agent of Elfyn Llwyd, a solicitor and barrister who was the Plaid MP for Meirionydd Nant Conwy, 1992-2010 and Dwyfor Meirionnydd, 2010-15. Elfyn Llwyd was President of Gwynedd Law Society, 1990-91. It was always believed in north Wales that Elfyn Llwyd was an even bigger crook than the other lawyers in the region.

Yma O Hyd!

As Elfyn will know, because his wife Eleri is a Welsh songster. Did Eleri sing at Mr Hughes’s funeral then Elfyn? ‘Calon Lan’ perhaps? Or ‘I Am the Mob’ a la Catatonia?

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I did know about Pat Pottle being put on trial for helping George Blake escape years after Blake had got away and Pat’s trial was famously farcical, but I’ve only just noticed the year that Pat was put on trial at the Old Bailey. It was 1991. The year that I and my friends who were witnesses to Dafydd’s criminality had our careers wrecked and the year in which the gang made two consecutive attempts to have me imprisoned on the basis of the perjury of Tony and Sadie Francis. One of my court appearances was at the Royal Courts of Justice at The Strand. So I was down from the Bethesda, in the Royal Courts of Justice, on ludicrous charges and Pat Pottle, who had only recently moved from Croesor, was up in the Old Bailey on ludicrous charges…

In Feb 1991 Lilibet knighted Peter Morrison.

Pat Pottle was someone whom it would have been known was aware of a great deal of what Bertrand Russell and his friends got up to and who assisted them. In 1991 the North Wales Police were midway through their investigation into the possible presence of a VIP paedophile ring in north Wales/Cheshire. The Chief Constable of North Wales refused to co-operate with the investigation and in 1992 the investigation stopped when the North Wales Police announced that there was no evidence of any paedophile ring.

The Westminster Paedophile Ring experienced a major panic in 1990, because Greville Janner and his mate the Leicestershire social worker Frank Beck – a Liberal Party Councillor – were hauled in and questioned by the police regarding the abuse of children in care. Janner’s solicitor Sir David Napley was so convinced that Janner would be prosecuted that he retained George Carman QC, George having established his reputation when he got Jeremy Thorpe off charges of incitement to kill and conspiracy in 1979. Beck was charged and remanded in custody. Janner was not charged and when he reappeared in the House of Turds after being interviewed under caution he was given a round of applause. In Nov 1991 at Leicester Crown Court Frank Beck was sentenced to five life sentences in prison and an additional 24 years for the physical and sexual abuse, including the rape, of more than 100 children in his care. Years later the DPP admitted that Janner should have been charged as well and no-one was able to explain why he wasn’t.

Frank Beck always maintained that he had been scapegoated for the crimes of people more famous and with more clout than he had. Peter Howarth said exactly the same thing when he was jailed in 1994. Beck was found dead in Whitemoor Prison ‘from a heart attack’ on 31 May 1994, aged 51, just over two weeks after John Smith died ‘after a heart attack’. Howarth was found dead in Wakefield Prison on 24 April 1997. So neither Frank Beck and Peter Howarth were around to name names at the Waterhouse Inquiry, particularly as Ronnie Waterhouse suddenly decided that he would be taking a holiday in Hong Kong shortly after the Waterhouse Inquiry opened. Ronnie popped off on holiday for a few weeks in March 1994. While Ronnie was in Hong Kong he met up and dined with Derry Irvine, who just happened to be in Hong Kong as well! On another occasion Ronnie was most impressed with two junior barristers of Derry’s whom Ronnie encountered – a Cherie Booth and a Tony Blair…

While Pat Pottle and I were appearing in Britain’s most famous Courts, it was all kicking off at Bangor University. It was in the early 1990s that Dafydd’s gwerin declared war on a senior sociologist at Bangor and he was wrongly accused by the gwerin – and by ‘The Guardian’ – of discriminating against Welsh speakers when appointing staff. One person caught in the cross-fire was Nerys, Merfyn’s late wife, who years later died after Dafydd’s mates at the Walton Centre found that there was no treatment for her, just after Dafydd and the gang had declared war on Merfyn and were openly telling anyone who would listen that they would get him out of his job as VC of Bangor University (see post ‘Badlands’).

Nerys became ill not long after the brother-in-law of Miranda’s policy adviser John McTernan nicked my computer.

I am currently reading more about the George Blake case and I might return to it in a future blog post.

The Home Secretary when Pat Pottle and I were making guests appearances at the Old Bailey and the Royal Courts of Justice was Ken Baker. In previous posts I have explained why I think that Ken Baker may have had something to do with the framing of and wrongful imprisonment and detention in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh of Patient F.

The DPP when I and Pat Pottle were prosecuted at the Royal Courts of Justice and the Old Bailey respectively was Sir Allan Green.

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Sir Allan David Green (born 1 March 1935) was DPP, 1987-92. He was called to the Bar in 1959 and rose to become a recorder in 1979. Sir Allan resigned as DPP in October 1991 when he was spotted kerb-crawling in King’s Cross, London. He claimed that he was holding discussions with them but about what he did not explain. Sir Allan’s wife committed suicide in 1993. Or rather she was found dead and it was claimed that she committed suicide, but there were a great many things about that suicide which did not add up. See post ‘A Future Leader Of The Labour Party’.

Sir Allan continued with his career however, both prosecuting and defending in important cases, particularly murders. Between 2000 and 2004 he represented 10 British soldiers in the 1972 Bloody Sunday Inquiry. Sir Allan had been paid £1.5 million for his work on the Inquiry. Just three words:

Kincora Boys’ Home.

Sir Allan is a member of Inner Temple and remained a practising barrister in London until his retirement in 2013. Lord Elizabeth Butler-Sloss is a member of Inner Temple. Butler-Sloss was responsible for concealing the chaos that Dafydd’s associates in Cleveland caused in 1987-88 (see post ‘Twas The Night Before Christmas And The Culprits Were Named’). Butler-Sloss is the sister of Lord Michael Havers who spent a lifetime colluding with Dafydd et al and as Attorney General under Thatcher, blocked the prosecution of Westminster and Whitehall paedophiles such as Cyril Smith and Sir Geoffrey Hayman. See previous posts.

After Sir Allan resigned as DPP, Dame Barbara Mills was appointed and then Dafydd et al really celebrated. Mrs Mills’s daughter has just been appointed Chair of the Parole Board. Is it not extraordinary that Dafydd is now nearly 90 years old and all public appointments still have to be made with him in mind?

 

Dannie Abse’s good friend at King’s College was Russell Barton. Russell Barton was one of the 96 British medical students who spent a month in the Bergen-Belsen concentration camp two weeks after its liberation in 1945 to help survivors. Barton later became a psychiatrist and in 1968 his comments about Bergen-Belson caused an enormous row when Barton wrote about the medical students’ experiences and his understanding of Belsen based on his time there, in an invited article in Purnell’s History of the Second World War. As well as stating that Bergen-Belsen was ‘not so bad’, Barton proffered the following reasons for the conditions found there:

Most people attributed the conditions of the inmates to deliberate intention on the part of the Germans in general and the camp administrators in particular. Inmates were eager to cite examples of brutality and neglect, and visiting journalists from different countries interpreted the situation according to the needs of propaganda at home.

For example, one newspaper emphasized the wickedness of the “German masters” by remarking that some of the 10,000 unburied dead were naked. In fact, when the dead were taken from a hut and left in the open for burial, other prisoners would take their clothing from them …

German medical officers told me that it had been increasingly difficult to transport food to the camp for some months. Anything that moved on the autobahns was likely to be bombed …

I was surprised to find records, going back for two or three years, of large quantities of food cooked daily for distribution. I became convinced, contrary to popular opinion, that there had never been a policy of deliberate starvation. This was confirmed by the large numbers of well-fed inmates. Why then were so many people suffering from malnutrition?… The major reasons for the state of Belsen were disease, gross overcrowding by central authority, lack of law and order within the huts, and inadequate supplies of food, water and drugs.

In trying to assess the causes of the conditions found in Belsen one must be alerted to the tremendous visual display, ripe for purposes of propaganda, that masses of starved corpses presented.

One thing that really outraged people about Barton’s article were his perceived parallels between the regimes controlling Belsen and NHS psychiatric hospitals; he noted similar harmful psychological consequences for those held within and commented that the public appeared to turn a blind eye to both. Claire Hilton, in a June 2018 article published in ‘Contemporary British History’ which reviewed the row over Barton’s 1968 article, stated that ‘While some of his interpretations of Belsen were incorrect, his experience there connected intimately with his passion and persistence to provide humane and dignified treatment and care for patients and to improve hospital facilities’.

Russell Barton failed with regard to his attempts to do that and although he did speak out regarding psychiatry he did not ever raise the matter of the psychiatric system being used to conceal organised paedophile rings, although he knew that was happening, as did his old friend Dannie Abse and Dannie’s brothers Leo and Wilfred.

Holocaust deniers cited Barton’s article on Bergen-Belsen, most famously in Did Six Million Really Die? The Truth At Last, a pamphlet allegedly written by NF member Richard Verrall under the pseudonym Richard E. Harwood and published in 1974 by neo-Nazi propagandist Ernst Zundel, another Holocaust denier and pamphleteer. In 1983, Holocaust survivor Sabina Citron began a private prosecution under s.181 of the Canadian Criminal Code against Zündel, charging him with spreading false news. Citron was subsequently joined in her proceedings against Zündel by the Gov’t of Ontario. The Supreme Court concluded in the 1988 trial that “The pamphlet Did Six Million Really Die? does not fit with received views of reality because it is not part of reality.” Russell Barton was called as a witness for the defence in the trial of Ernst Zundel.

I haven’t yet worked out what was happening here. Barton – someone who was a personal friend of a man involved with the Westminster Paedophile Ring who was from a Jewish family and using Jewish networks to conceal the offending – made anti-semitic comments in 1968 and combined them with a critique of the dreadful abuses in psychiatry but didn’t mention Dafydd and the Westminster Paedophile Ring. However his comments re psychiatry caused outrage and his anti-semitic comments were taken up by Holocaust deniers a few years later. In 1988 fire rained down on Barton once more as a result of the Ernst Zundel trial; in 1988 Dafydd et al were busy putting the boot into Mary, Alison Taylor, me and my friends, including Brown who was living in Leicester, Greville’s manor. The Greville who was mates with Leo Abse, who were both part of the Westminster Paedophile Ring and both linked to Dafydd. By 1988, I had made a formal complaint about Dafydd and the gang and it was obvious that I wasn’t going to withdraw it or go away. It was at about this time that someone tried to fracture Brown’s skull. Was someone trying to shaft Barton because of his links with organised abuse? Or was someone trying to shaft him lest he ever went one step further re his critique of psychiatry and blew the whistle on the Top Doctors who were using psychiatry to conceal the Westminster Paedophile Ring?

 

Dannie Abse’s fellow students at Westminster on Raffles’s ‘firm’ were Neville Stotesbury, Eric Trimmer and Norman Kreitman. Neville Stotesbury is described in Dannie’s autobiography as a Tory who was opposed to the establishment of the NHS and argued with Dannie about this. Dannie remained loyal to Nye Bevan of course and explains in ‘A Poet In The Family’ how he knew that the NHS would Help The Poor. Including those Poor who complained about Dannie’s brother’s mates sexually assaulting children. After Army service and GP experience in Wiltshire, in 1951 Neville Stotesbury joined a group practice in East Bristol (doctors Duerden, Plant, Glendinning, Dowling, and Jahans). In 1964 the group, with the exception of Dr Duerden, moved into the new St George Health Centre in Bristol. Stotsebury died in 2010.

Sir Peter Morrison’s family seat was in Wiltshire. Morrison’s father John Morrison aka Lord Margadale was the Tory MP for Salisbury, 1942-65. Peter Morrison’s older brother Sir Charles was the Tory MP for Devizes, 1964-92. Dr D.G.E. Wood, the Bangor GP who was facilitating Dafydd’s gang in the 1980s and 90s came from a medical family in Bristol; Wood’s father was a Top Doctor in the Bristol area and Wood went to Bristol Medical School. Lord David Hunt spent his time as the Tory MP for the Wirral and then Wirral West, 1976-97 and as a Welsh Office Minister and then Secretary of State for Wales, 4 May 1990-27 May 1993 and 26 June 1995-5 July 1995, colluding with Dafydd and the gang. Hunt is a lawyer who did his degree at Bristol University at about the same time that Wood was a student there. In Lilibet’s 1973 burfday honours Hunt received an MBE for ‘political services in the west of England’.

I’d love to know what those services were. Anything to do with that paedophile ring in Bridgwater targeting kids from my school then Hunt, the gang which had links to Dafydd’s gang and thrived under Tom King when he was the Tory MP for Bridgwater, 1970-92?

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An unprincipled git who did anything necessary to bag a place in the Cabinet and someone who has questions to answer, including about that drowning of a party goer at a Tory shagfest in the Polden Hills in the early 1970s.

Hunt is now Chairman of the law firm DAC Beachcroft’s financial services division and is regarded as a major figure in the world of insurance and financial services. DAC Beachcroft carries out work for the MDU. David Hunt grew up in Glyn Ceiriog in Denbighshire, although he went to school at Liverpool College. Hunt’s father was Alan N. Hunt, a Royal Naval Reserves Officer. One of the Sir Alec Bingley-Lord Mountbatten network then. See post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’. When David Hunt was young he joined the Young Conservatives. So he’ll have found out about Dafydd’s gang from his the big wigs in the Young Conservatives in that era, Beata Brookes and Peter Walker (see previous posts eg. ‘On The Occasion of The 70th Birthday Of HRH Carlo’)…

I don’t know whether he is any relation to the Dr Duerden who worked with Wood’s network in Bristol, but a Martin Duerden used to be the Deputy/Acting Medical Director of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board when Merfyn was Chairman and the Top Docs conspired to withold vital information and cause patient deaths to create a scandal and force Merfyn to resign. See previous posts eg. ‘The Point Is To Change It’. Martin Duerden was a smug arrogant bastard who used to do everything possible to trip Merfyn up in Board meetings and he blocked all suggestions for improvement.

‘We’re a self-regulating profession Professor Jones.’

They’re a bunch of fucking criminals who are killing patients.

I note from Duerden’s entry on the Medical Register that he qualified from Dafydd’s mates stronghold, Newcastle-upon-Tyne Medical School, in 1982 and at present Duerden has not got a license to practice.

Oh what has happened Martin? Don’t tell me that you are under investigation for very serious crimes? Or have you suddenly decided that medicine is no longer for you? It’s not as though you’ll have been hounded out for whistleblowing is it…

 

Dannie’s friend Dr Eric Trimmer died in 1997. He worked as a GP for 25 years and also became a well-known medical journalist. Trimmer’s books included books on baby care, childbirth, on rejuvenation, relaxation techniques and healthy eating and specifically ‘Live Long, Stay Young’, ‘A Young Man’s Guide To Medicine’, ‘What Every Woman Should Know About Her Body’ – I’d better order that one, I’ve been in ignorance for years and Eric published that in 1966 – and the intriguingly titled ‘A Visual Dictionary of Sex’ (1971)…

Dannie’s other big medical school pal Norman Kreitman was a psychiatrist who fancied himself as a poet. After graduating in 1949, Kreitman worked at a TB hospital on the Isle of Wight before training as a psychiatrist at the Maudsley, pretty much at the same time as Dafydd was ‘training’ at the Maudsley. As an older and well-known Top Doctor, Kreitman spoke about his application and selection for ‘training’ at the Maudsley and was quite frank about the laughably lax entry requirements, the bizarre interview and the fact that the Maudsley accepted all comers because psychiatry was such an unpopular speciality and the Maudsley wanted as many trainees as possible to give the institution credibility. Kreitman relocated to Edinburgh in 1966 and became the Director of the MRC Unit for Epidemiological Studies in Psychiatry. Like all the big names in psychiatry of his generation, Kreitman concealed extensive wrongdoing, including that of Dafydd et al and actually received a very poor training. Norman Kreitman is credited with coining the term ‘parasuicide’. For further info re Kreitman and his hopeless, abusive, mad colleagues at the Maudsley and elsewhere, see post ‘The Discovery Of A Whole New Galaxy…’.

When Professor Mark Williams worked in Bangor with Dafydd’s gang, there was quite a problem with patients in north Wales injuring themselves but not fatally, which was how Williams became an expert on parasuicide and wrote his book ‘Cry Of Pain’. My own belief is that there was such a problem in north Wales because patients were abused, provoked and tormented by the staff constantly and a lot of injuries were out of sheer frustration. I only know one person who was referred to Mark Williams for ‘parasuicide’ and this person knew of no-one else either, so we’ve always wondered where Williams’s data came from, just as we wondered where all the people in north Wales who recovered from depression by using Mindfulness are. We were patients throughout those years and we saw no evidence of the miracles or indeed the clinical trials.

My friend who was referred to Mark Williams ended up self-injuring more while he was ‘in therapy’ with Williams because he found Williams so difficult and obstructive. Williams was attempting to use a staged plan to reduce this man’s self-harming but the plan didn’t work and Williams acknowledged this but didn’t change the plan. So my friend continued injuring himself and Williams would then order him to Start Again. So my friend never finished the plan, it was just months and months of escalating self-harm. My friend gave up with Mark Williams in the end, but before he did, he found out that Mark was writing ‘Cry Of Pain’ in which he promoted the theory which had failed so dismally with my friend. Some five years ago my friend wrote to Mark Williams and told him in some detail that he believed that Mark had caused him quite serious damage. He was still self-harming 20 years after Mark’s ‘therapy’. My friend asked to see Mark’s data re the successful parasuicide outcomes. Mark told him that he no longer had the data. Williams bagged himself a Chair at Oxford supposedly on the basis of that data, along with his Mindfulness success. And he didn’t keep the data???

Did Mark Williams perhaps bag that Chair at Oxford on the basis of his knowledge of er Dafydd et al and what was done to a group of junior academics and media professionals in the early 1990s who had found out some of what was going on?

There is a substantial problem now with young people self-harming, many years after Mark Williams developed an effective strategy to address this. Over to you Mark!!!

 

Although Dannie Abse and his family maxed out on Dannie’s status as a Top Doctor at every opportunity, Dannie’s real influence lay with all the folk whom he knew from his literary and artistic circles. Even when still a student, Dannie clocked up many worthwhile contacts. Among them were Dylan Thomas, Stephen Spender and Herbert Read. Dannie knew the painter Fred James and he knew Leo Solomon who was very friendly with Leo. Dannie was friendly with Denise Levertov, a poet who had previously worked as an Angel. Denise’s mum was Welsh and her dad, Dr Paul Levertoff, was Jewish. Denise emigrated to the US. Dannie wrote theatre reviews as well as poetry and rubbed noses with luvvies. He was friends with the actors Theo Bikel, Michael Flanders and Miriam Karlin.

Dannie’s Abse’s girlfriend, who became his wife, was Joan Mercer from St Helen’s, Liverpool. When she was still at school, Joan was Secretary of the local Independent Labour Party. Joan went to the LSE; she was there while Ralph Miliband was there and like Miliband she was a big fan of Harold Laski, the man who’s influence enabled Miliband to serve in the Royal Navy, although Miliband wasn’t a British national (see post ‘What’s Left? The Politics Of Social Justice?’). Joan then worked in the library of the ‘Financial Times’.

Dannie Abse certainly knew how to pick his contacts, he knew Noa Eshkol, the daughter of Levi Eshkol, PM of Israel, 1963-69. Dannie knew Noa when she was a trainee with Ballet Jooss at Swiss Cottage. Dannie and his wife were friends with Emanuel Litvinoff, who was at their wedding.

Dannie even met T.S. Eliot when he was a student. I presume that Dannie didn’t mention that business of T.S. Eliot having his wife Viv banged up in an asylum for years, but nonetheless OK’d it with Bertrand Russell to go into the asylum on a regular basis and have sex with Viv. Bertrand will have been pulling a few strings with the Top Doctors again because in those days asylums were segregated by gender and the only men allowed into the women’s wing to sexually exploit the patients were the Angels and Top Doctors. And Bertrand Russell.

  • Bertrand Arthur William Russell, 3rd Earl Russell, OM FRS was a British philosopher, logician, mathematician, historian, writer, social critic, political activist, Nobel laureate and associate of Gwynne and Dafydd.

It’s Earl Russell Protesting For Peace and Equality; Don’t Mention Dafydd! 

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‘Ooh no, only one died, Dr DA tried so hard ewe know, he tried so hard with those young people, it was only one of them who died, verrrry sad, the nurses cried ewe know…’

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Dannie’s autobiography includes a few of the highlights during his time at medical school, other than the names of all the famous people whom he hung about with. He mentions the medical student from Cardiff who shot himself dead because he feared that he had made a cinema usherette pregnant. Dannie’s girlfriend at the time – his girlfriend before Dannie met Joan Mercer – simply said ‘oh well tough shit’ when she heard about the young man’s death. Dannie didn’t ever get near to shooting himself but he did do a great deal of shagging a great many people and was encouraged in this by every male member of his family. Wilfred however, his older brother who was already working as a Top Doctor, a psychiatrist, did warn Dannie to ALWAYS use a condom. Not lest he made an usherette pregnant, but to protect against catching syphilis, which Wilfred knew was quite likely with Dannie’s sexual habits.

After qualifying as a Top Doctor, in 1950 Dannie returned to south Wales and took a job as a locum in Cardiff. By 1950, Dannie’s former teacher George Thomas was the Labour MP for Cardiff Central.

Dannie undoubtedly knew that George Thomas was molesting boys and he will have known about the trafficking of teenaged girls from Wales to England in the years leading up to the Profumo Affair (see ‘On The Occasion Of The 70th Birthday Of HRH Carlo’).

Dannie served in the RAF for his National Service, working in a chest clinic; Dannie Abse spent his entire medical career as a chest doctor, concerned quite often with TB. Dannie’s National Service included a stint in a clinic in central London, near the BBC. Dannie of course had mates who worked at the BBC and they no doubt served him well in later years whenever anyone threatened to go public on the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Dannie was also posted to N Ireland.

Dannie describes serving under the most appalling Wing Commander while he did his National Service. The Wing Commander didn’t violently assault Dannie or the other junior officers, but he was rude and bullying. Dannie explains in his book how he wreaked his revenge on the Wing Commander when Dannie was responsible for carrying out medicals on all the officers, including the Wing Commander, a non-medic. Dannie took delight in repeatedly demanding of the Wing Commander ‘have you ever had syphilis?’ and revelling at the Wing Commander’s uncomfortable silence.

This is just so Top Doctor, I witnessed this sort of thing constantly when I worked in medical research. There’s Dannie, terrified of catching a dose himself and being very, very careful because he knows exactly what the consequences will be if he does – ‘ooh Dannie Abse has the clap’, the topic of ribaldry and shaming – so he really maxes out when he guesses that someone of whom he is not very fond is hiding the yellow star of syphilis. The Wing Commander should have said ‘yes I have, so what and I’ll remind you that your job is to treat people not to pass judgement’.

There was a very unpopular consultant’s wife at St George’s who was indeed the most ridiculous snotty old cow, but no-one ever actually challenged her over her rudeness and vacuous snobbery. No, they found out from their colleagues that she’d had surgery for a uterine prolapse and pissed themselves laughing.

Ah the doctors they were wonderful!

Very often they are not, they are narrow-minded and spiteful and have the mentality of the 18 year old medical students that they once were. There often isn’t much evolution evident.

When Dannie was in middle age he knew that kids in care in north Wales were contracting syphilis, because his brother’s acquaintances were infecting them. Dannie also knew that catching syphilis is not always linked to massive promiscuity, obviously one’s risk escalates if one conducts business like Danny or Leo, but anyone at all can catch syphilis from one sexual encounter with one infected person.

Methinks the Abse Protesteth Too Much:

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  • ‘How Very Dare You. Just because my surname is Abse you think that I’m facilitating a pan-European paedophile gang. How Very Very Dare You. I’ve been a Top Doctor since my brother put my name down for Westminster Medical School when I was 13 and my dad owns the little cinema in Newport that George Thomas likes to visit and just because my brother is a crooked lawyer who is concealing Dafydd’s crimes and is a friend of Greville Janner and you think that… I’ve never been so insulted in all my life. I’m leaving. And anyway it’s time for my penicillin. FOR MY TOOTH ABSCESS’.
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As someone who had knowledge of the symptoms of syphilis which remained untreated, Dannie Abse will have realised that Bertrand Russell almost certainly had it.

After taking sadistic pleasure in making senior officers believe that Dannie was never at risk of catching syphilis himself, that had only happened to them, Dannie was appointed Medical Officer directly responsible to Air Vice Marshal Sir Aubrey Rumball.

The Royal College of Physicians ‘Lives Of The Fellows’ Online tells of Sir Aubrey:

Campion Aubrey Rumball was the third and youngest child of Frederick William Rumball, an engineer who headed the family business, and Jane (née Watson).

As a child his curiosity was boundless, encompassing all forms of engineering, chemistry and biology. He was at Dulwich College and had little interest in orthodox sporting activities though later in life he enjoyed and did well at tennis and squash. His inventiveness showed itself very early on. Examinations were never a difficulty for him. From Dulwich he went to Guy’s, qualifying first in Dentistry in 1926 and in Medicine with the Conjoint diploma in 1930. After house appointments at Guy’s he was commissioned in the medical branch of the RAF in 1932. He soon found himself serving in the Middle East and developed an interest in tropical medicine which led to his taking the diploma in 1937. Joining the RAF was a deliberate act for him; he foresaw conflict in Europe and perhaps elsewhere, and wished to be poised to give professional help. He soon became aware of the need for training and experience in psychological medicine to enable an individual to care effectively for aircrew and assist them with their problems. This led to a period of study at the Maudsley Hospital and the acquisition of the DPM.

So Sir Aubrey was one of those who knew that the Maudsley as well as the rest of the psychiatric establishment were concealing the organised abuse of children and vulnerable people. The Maudsley and its network protected Dafydd and the Westminster Paedophile Ring for their entire careers. Sir Aubrey was a very powerful figure in that network and he didn’t die until 1975…

With this background and his own personal qualities and dedicated application to this work, he was well equipped to play his part when hostilities broke out. His first wartime posting was to RAF Hospital, Matlock (designed to be an Aircrew Psychiatric Rehabilitation Centre) and then in May 1940 as officer-in-charge of the Medical Division and Neuropsychiatrist at No. 2 Mobile Field Hospital with the Advanced Air Striking Force in France.

On the fall of France, as ‘Officer-in-charge of Transport’ he spent eighteen days crossing France with a convoy of vehicles, using all sorts of ruses to avoid capture and escaping eventually through Nantes. He was specialist in Neuropsychiatry at the Officers and Aircrew Hospital, Torquay, and later at Rauceby where his work brought him in close touch with Air Marshal Harris (“Bomber Harris”, later Marshal of the Royal Air Force, Sir Arthur Harris, Bt.). Harris valued Rumball’s work very highly and is said to have remarked that it was “worth more than a bomber squadron to him”.

See previous posts for Bomber Harris’s links to those we know and love.

While at the RAF Hospital Cairo, he published with others a paper on sternal puncture in the diagnosis of malaria, a contribution of great value. His knowledge of tropical diseases stood him in good stead in this posting, and subsequently when his work took him to Aden, Singapore and Cyprus.

Rumball succeeded Sir Alan Rook as Senior Consultant in Medicine on 1st May 1948, the chief physician post in the Service, which he held till his premature retirement in the rank of Air Vice Marshal in 1966. His time as Consultant in Medicine was a very active and productive one, though the overall numbers in the Service were dwindling and National Service came to an end in 1959. Early on he saw the need for the artificial kidney and through his recommendation a unit was set up at Halton, one of the earliest to be established in the country. Among his other achievements was the bringing into being of the unit for investigation and treatment of hypertension at RAF Hospital Cosford.

In the College he was elected MRCP in 1947 and FRCP five years later. He was a member of the panel of examiners for the MRCP. Honours and awards came to him in good measure. He had a mention in despatches in the Palestine Rising in 1933, was made OBE in 1945, CBE in 1954 and KBE in 1964. He was awarded the Lady Cade Medal of the Royal College of Surgeons in 1956 “for outstanding contributions to Medicine in the RAF”. He was honorary physician to HM King George VI from 1948-1952 and to HM Queen Elizabeth II from 1952-1966.

They don’t come posher than Dafydd’s mates!

In 1969 he was elected an Honorary Fellow of the Royal Society of Medicine, having given invaluable service as Treasurer for a number of years. At various times he was Consultant Adviser in Medicine to BOAC and BEA, to the Air Line Pilots Association and the Ministry of Transport (Ministry of Civil Aviation) and after retiring from his post as Consultant in Medicine, Honorary Consulting Physician to the Ministry of Defence (Air).

With hair which turned white early in life, he was invariably neatly dressed whether in uniform or in civilian clothes.

So Sir Aubrey didn’t wear ill-fitting George Melly suits and have a liberal smattering of dandruff a la Dafydd.

His patience was well nigh inexhaustible and he was always concerned for the problems of his physicians…

As opposed to showing one jot of concern for patients. Sir Aubrey will no doubt have been on hand with a helpful letter or character reference on every occasion that a serious complaint was made about Dafydd…

and did all he could to fit in their postings conveniently when it was possible. In retirement he lived near Hastings. He was very skilful with his hands and did much construction work in his home himself. His inventiveness was well exemplified by his axis deviation calculator. At Hastings he had a most unfortunate accident falling from a ladder while doing something to the roof. He was unconscious and damaged an ankle and the effects of this injury dogged him for some time. One of the last contributions which he made to the College was the submission of an important collection of evidence to the Committee sitting to consider the cardiovascular fitness of airline pilots.

 

When I was researching Rumball, I came across the obituary of another Top Doctor who had died at approximately the same time as Rumball, in Dec 1975. But this Top Doctor, Pierre Turquet, had been killed in a car crash in France.

Pierre Maurice Turquet (13 December 1913 – 27 December 1975) was born in Wandsworth and worked as a psychiatrist and psychoanalyst at the Tavistock Clinic. Turquet had a special interest in group relations. He was also a British Olympic fencer.

Pierre Turquet was the son of André Turquet (1869-1940), French-born director of the London Diplomatic Service crammer ‘Scoones’, and Gladys, (c.1889-1977), Head of French at Westfield College, London and Professor of French at Bedford College. Pierre was educated at Westminster School and Trinity College, Cambridge, where he switched from history to science before completing medical training at the London Hospital. By the early 1970s, Dafydd’s gang were conducting their trafficking business on the patch of the London Hospital.

During WW II, Pierre was a Major in the RAMC, helping to develop the War Office Selection Boards. He married Clare Hunter in 1940. Pierre was subsequently seconded to SHAEF and the French War Office. After the war he was Research Psychiatrist at the MRC Social Medicine Research Unit, researching the interpersonal and intrafamily relations of young people with duodenal ulcers, before becoming a consultant psychiatrist at the Tavi in 1952. He worked as a group analyst. From 1968 to 1973 Pierre was Chairman of the Adult Department of the Tavistock. 

Pierre knew the names and details of those involved with Dafydd and the Westminster Paedophile Ring and he’ll have had the dirt on everyone in the previous generation as well. Pierre was killed the year that Leo Abse finally saw his rewriting of the legislation re children in care come to fruition. Three months before Pierre was killed, Andrew Newton had made a bungled attempt to kill Norman Scott but had failed, killing Norman’s dog instead. Norman had turned up at a police station explaining that Jeremy Thorpe had hired a hit man to kill him. Newton was arrested on charges of possession of a firearm with intent to endanger life…

Jeremy’s lovely young first wife Caroline had been killed in a car crash in 1970, the last time that Jeremy began panicking seriously… See post ‘Only One Died’.

 

Dannie Abse edited a poetry anthology with Howard Sergeant. Dannie knew A. Alvarez, Sylvia Plath and Ann Sexton; there’s irony for you, Alvarez wrote a famous study of suicide and Plath and Sexton were both wimmin poets who suffered at the hands of Top Doctors, found no resolution to their distress by following the advice of the Top Docs and subsequently killed themselves.

Dannie worked at Central Medical Establishment, which was located opposite the Middlesex Hospital, where Gwynne the lobotomist trained. Gwynne was slightly older than Dannie; Gwynne was of a similar vintage to Wilfred, Dannie’s brother, but the Middlesex concealed Gwynne’s crimes until the day that Gwynne pegged out in 1986 and continued to preserve his reputation years after he snuffed it. Dannie will have been popping in and out of the Middlesex to visit his pals in there.

Dannie Abse lived at Ogmore-by-Sea in south Wales for the last part of his life, but for 30 years he lived in north London/Hampstead area in the thick of the Top Doctors, analysts, writers, comedians, luvvies, BBC folk and Labour Party politicians such as Michael Foot. Dannie will have known about the cottaging and outdoor sex on Hampstead Heath which was infamous, in which Michael Foot participated.

‘Syphilis, syphilis, you’ve got syphilis, Dr Abse told me!’ The whole damn lot of them were at high risk of syphilis.

Hampstead was choc full of professional influential people who knew about Dafydd et al and the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Bronwen Pugh, the daughter of Welsh judge Sir Alun Pugh, who later married Bill Astor lived at the family home in Hampstead when she was not at boarding school in Dolgellau. Bronwen’s family lived near Donald Winnicott, the famous analyst! When the Profumo Affair erupted, Bronwen was ousted from polite aristocratic society and denounced as a Welsh slapper who had set out to bag a rich man (see previous posts). So if Bronwen was so unsavoury, why were Sir Alun and his wife invited to Buck House in 1959?

Dannie was in the midst of them throughout it all and Dannie was a leading light in the London Welsh community…

 

 

When Dannie first went to London as a student, he lived in Wandsworth, but only for a short time. If the networker Dannie didn’t know then that Wandsworth was a centre of organised abuse, he’ll have found out at a later stage and he’ll certainly have known by the time that Professor Oliver Brooke of St George’s was busy there by the 1970s, along with Cynthia Payne down the road at Streatham (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’). Dafydd’s mate John Tilley, the Wandsworth Councillor and Council leader who served as the Labour MP for Lambeth Central, DATES, arrived in Wandsworth in the mid-1960s to begin organising on behalf of Dafydd’s gang (see post ‘Lord Snooty The Third). Tilley knew Leo Abse.

After his brief stay in Wandsworth, Dannie moved into London University students’ accommodation at Swiss Cottage, where he lived for the next few years as he frantically cultivated the company of the grander and more famous down the road in Hampstead. After Dannie married, he lived in Belsize Park/Highgate, which is where Graham Chapman lived for years along with his gay partner and John Tomiczek. John was a 14 year old boy in care from Liverpool who had run away when zany Python Graham met him and took him in, although Graham told everyone that John was 17. On paper Graham spoke about his fatherly feelings towards John but people who knew Graham maintained that no, the attraction wasn’t fatherly. Chapman had been picking up underaged boys for sex for years and it was this that was the cause of all those references to Graham being ‘outrageous’ and upfront re being gay. Chapman was a Top Doctor who trained at Bart’s and openly admitted that he exploited this when he was interviewed by the police re his relationship with John. Chapman was an alcoholic who allowed John to drink as much as he liked and John too developed an alcohol problem. John died in 1992. See previous posts.

Graham Chapman died in 1989. After he died, a private memorial service was held at Bart’s, attended by the other Pythons. Including John Cleese, who has taken a keen interest in psychoanalysis for years and is a personal friend of many of the London analysts, including those with links to St George’s Hospital Medical School. See previous posts. The John Cleese who was a fellow traveller of Dr Death’s in the SDP…

Graham Chapman was friendly with David Kirke, a twat of the highest order who was a member of the Dangerous Sports Club – who later went to prison for swindling – and they both knew someone known to me in Somerset who found himself in the possession of a great deal of money in the late 1980s/early 1990s when Dafydd and the gang were in pursuit of my friends and I. See previous posts eg. ‘Upper Class Twit Of The Year – Shooting Themselves’. Dannie’s circle would have extra cause to worry because by then Patient F had told me much that he remembered from his youth in the 1960s and 70s among rock stars, hippies and artists in Surrey and London. David Hockney! Francis Bacon! Hendrix! Brian Jones! See previous posts.

He’s Sir Mick. His children went to Eton and Mick et al now mix with the best:

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Throughout the 1980s and 90s there was an Empowered Service User, R, in Bethesda who was half starving and half destitute who used to tell us all that she had previously been a groupie who had sex with Mick Jagger. Gwynedd Social Services told concerned citizens who telephoned them desperately worried that one day R would be found dead that R the Empowered Service User was a nuisance and that they couldn’t be bothered with her. I watched R admitted to Ysbyty Gwynedd and then cheerily sent on her way when she very obviously couldn’t look after herself and was homeless anyway. F rang Bethesda Surgery when he witnessed R in distress in Bethesda High Street throwing herself in front of cars. Bethesda Surgery responded with ‘yes we know all about her’. R was left to carry on chucking herself in front of cars.

Wiki estimates Mick’s wealth as $360 million. Translated into Bethesda currency, that is a great deal of money. Can you spare a few pence for R Mick, that is if she is still alive? The social workers who worked for your fellow rocker Gruff Rhys’s dad Ioan Bowen Rees and were paid to look after R treated her appallingly. It was observed that it was as if they were waiting for her to be found dead. Along with all the others. All the others who talked about having sex with famous people. Since when has being a nuisance and talking about one’s ‘delusions’ that one was forced by people known to Dafydd into having sex with famous people been deserving of a death sentence?

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R was not called as a witness to the Waterhouse Inquiry. If the rest of us barely knew that it was happening, R definitely won’t have known. That Inquiry took place in Flintshire while the key witnesses sat in the Hergest Unit raising complaint after complaint about the abuse of them and their friends by Gwynedd Social Services and the Top Doctors, only to be repeatedly arrested for ‘harassing’ the thugs who ran the VIP paedophile ring which Ronnie Waterhouse assured everyone did not exist…

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Dannie later moved from Belize Park to Golders Green, where his next door neighbour was Bob Monkhouse! Dannie made sure that everyone knew that he lived next door to Bob Monkhouse. The slimeball Bob Monkhouse who had a long-running affair with Diana Dors who was part of ‘gangland culture’ a la Babs Windsor ie. the moll of the sort of gangsters who caused such grief in north Wales. One of the many things that I and other targets of the gang did for light entertainment was to write to Esther’s ‘Hearts Of Gold’ TV programme and ask if Dafydd could appear on ‘Bob’s Full House’ with some patients. We pretended that the letter was from Dafydd’s mole, the Bitch of Bryn Golau, Sister Janice Davies, who told lies about the patients to the police as ordered by Dafydd. Imagine my surprise when I received copies of my medical records years later and there was a copy of our ‘Hearts Of Gold’ application in there. See previous posts.

Ah well Jimmy Savile visited Bryn Estyn and witnessed the sexual abuse of boys there and he also dropped into Ashworth Hospital which was run by Dafydd’s mates whenever he felt like it.

I wrote to Esther supplying her with details of Dafydd and Denbigh before we entered Dafydd for ‘Hearts Of Gold’. I wrote to Esther when she launched her Mental Health Campaign. I did not receive a reply. See post ‘The Compassion Centre’.

I wrote to Marjorie Wallace as well, the ‘mental health campaigner’ who in the late 1980s launched SANE, a charidee dedicated to stopping the closure of asylums. I wrote to Marjorie to tell her that her support for asylums was misguided and dangerous and I gave her details of Dafydd’s crimes. Marjorie did not reply. I had no idea at the time that Marjorie was a friend of Dafydd’s gang, that she was married to a Top Doctor, was shagging numerous paedophiles’ friends on the side and that she only launched SANE to save Dafydd’s bacon as the police at the time were closing in on the Westminster Paedophile Ring. See post ‘One Dangerous Fucker’. Marjorie later hit the jackpot when she had an affair with Ma’am Darling’s ex, Lord Snowdon, the bisexual drug user and client of rent boys who was from a high profile Welsh family containing Top Doctors and lawyers (see previous posts).

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Marjorie lives in Hampstead.

 

Honest police who did move in but who were screwed by establishment corruption: Next time that you almost make it but are faced with a backlash from the gwerin, just contact Brown and I. As two key witnesses who would have cheerfully kicked that lot to death, we would have been delighted to have assisted your investigation. It makes more sense than not warning us that we have been targeted by a gang of killers and repeatedly sending me back into their embrace when Brown and I are continually saying that we really don’t like what is going on and that we’re sure that something terrible is behind it all. You could also stop the gangsters giving people known to me huge quantities of money while I am pushed into destitution. Thanks Police! You know for next time now. Oh but there can’t be a next time, they’ve all died in comfort…

Ah the doctors they were wonderful! And Mrs Mills’ daughter is Chairman of the Parole Board! Bechod!!

 

Dannie’s circle of friends became ever wider. His autobiography mentions that he was pals with Peter Vansittart, the historical novelist who works include ‘Voices From The Great War’ and ‘Voices From the Revolution’ and John Watkins from the LSE.

By the time that Dannie was working as a Nice Young Doctor who was far more interested in making friends with Famous Arty People than doctoring, his sister Huldah was living in New York and his brother Wilfred had also emigrated to the US. Leo was an MP.

A gang of sodding traffickers, not just in this country but around the world, as Nicholas Parsons always stresses re the listeners of ‘Just A Minute’. Which for years starred Clement Freud, a Liberal Party Political Molester and Kenneth Williams who was seriously weird as well.

Now Clement, can you talk for one minute on the subject of ‘How Very Dare You, Of Course There Is No Wrongdoing In High Places, I’ll Sue If You Print A Word..’

 

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Dannie soon had a young family, his son David was followed by his daughter Susanna. David Abse is now an artist.

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Now here’s an interesting extract from David Abse’s biography:

[David’s mum] moved to London as a young woman where she met David’s dad, Dannie. After bringing up three kids, she became a renowned art historian. David’s maternal grandfather (Jack Mercer) had a profound effect on David’s life: He worked as a shop steward for years in the Pilkingtons’ glassworks in St Helens,

Pilkington’s at St Helen’s had strong links with Dafydd’s gang but Pilkington’s subsidiary at St Asaph in north Wales was almost an integral part of Dafydd’s north Wales branch. See previous posts.

but after he retired he went to art school every day for 30 years. He died over 20 years ago, aged 99, still a communist, determined not to get a telegram from the queen.

Despite David’s father’s determination that David should get a “proper job”, David went to Art school in Wolverhampton, and worked for many years in the voluntary sector in the UK – including several years as a union representative, and more years as CEO of Islington Voluntary Actiion Council (IVAC).

Oh dear God, the Abses got together with Margaret ‘Little Nell’ Hodge et al…

After leaving IVAC in 2005 David set up a freelance consultancy business, Toosh, that would still be thriving if not for the bizarre decision of the UK populace to put the Tories in charge of ruining the country.

Do you think that might have had something to do with the nation having had a bellyful of Miranda David? Furthermore, if your dad and his family/mates/whole profession had not been concealing the Westminster Paedophile Ring the Tory Party would have imploded in the early 1980s. But then your Uncle Leo would have probably gone to prison along with many others. Including Little Nell.

Throughout these years David continued drawing and painting part time. Six years ago David moved to France, and returned to painting, drawing and printmaking full time.

David didn’t suffer too badly under the yoke of Lord Snooty then.

Plus a bit of writing.: David writes occasionally for L’Artiste and has a regular column in The Hérault Times – and the Aude Times too. He also writes a fascinating blog.

David now lives with his family and cats and dog in a small house in the beautiful village of Bize-Minervois in the Aude. He still thinks of himself as half English, half Welsh, half Jewish and as a Londoner too.

Who happens to live in France.

It is no surprise then that many of David’s paintings focus on issues of identity. Amazingly, David’s son Marley is a maths whizz.

 

The ever-talented Dr Dannie also worked as a medical journalist and wrote in this capacity for the Express. One of Dannie’s scoops was his interview with Prof Paul Niehans and Dr Ana Aslan, for which he travelled to the Eastern Bloc. Niehans and Aslan had claimed to have developed a ‘rejuvenating treatment’ which involved injecting ineffective solutions into people’s faces. Dannie exposed the scoundrels and marvelled at the list of the Rich n Famous – including European Royalty – who had fallen for the scam. At no point in his 91 years, did Dannie Abse ever speak out about the research fraud that he knew so many of his colleagues were conducting, let alone about Dafydd’s ‘sex therapy clinics’ which were a cover for the activities of the sex abuse gang which Dannie’s brother Leo was facilitating.

Dannie was involved with the writers’ organisation PEN and was one of the movers n shakers behind the Poetry and Jazz concerts that were held throughout the 1960s. Wendy Savage the Top Doctor who was famously involved in a civil war with her colleagues at the London Hospital in the 1980s was married to a jazz musician. Wendy knew about Dafydd’s gang and she was friends with Professor Geoffrey Chamberlain who was friends with Ollie Brooke and colluding with the gang in south London as well as with Dafydd’s gang. Wendy was a supporter of the Labour Party and a Feminist. So one wonders why she kept quiet about north Wales, including the unlawful refusal of the Top Docs to provide women with NHS abortions throughout the 1970s and 80s, yet referring any woman who had the dosh to a butcher in Chester who was putting lives at risk and ordering women without money to stay in Denbigh for an ‘assessment’ by Dafydd? See previous posts. Wendy Savage sat on the GMC for years. The years that the GMC failed to take action against Dafydd in the face of so many complaints, the GMC which forged documents to discredit complainants…

 

Anyone remember George Melly, who like Graham Chapman was such a card, ooh he’s honest about his bisexuality you know? In fact Graham Chapman came out as gay on George Melly’s TV show in 1972. George Melly made comments in public regarding his enthusiasm for very young boys and when he stayed in Bangor after doing a turn at Theatre Gwynedd, George Melly offered an underaged boy money in return for sex. How did I know? Because the boy concerned told F, who told me as well as a lot of other people, because F was of the opinion that George Melly should be asked a few questions about that incident. No wonder F encountered such difficulties at the hands of Dafydd and the gwerin. The boy in question was the son of a prison officer whom he hated. He maintained that his father was violent and corrupt and when the boy was a young man he developed a serious drug problem. He was Referred to Dafydd. Of course he was. By the time that this man was in his 30s he was unpleasant by anyone’s standards. F used to avoid him and tell me to avoid him. So we did, but it was another example of a witness who developed such problems that he was isolated and eventually not believed…

I am seriously impressed at the number of witnesses to Dafydd’s wrongdoing who developed drug problems, clocked up criminal records and who encountered friends and partners who gave them endless grief. There are also more than would be expected who found themselves approached by potential suitors with STIs. Nasty STIs as well, HIV and Hep B. How on earth was it happening Dafydd???

‘This service is totally confidential.’

Oh no it isn’t, there is no confidentiality at all in the NHS and social services in north Wales, absolutely none.

 

Dannie knew Jeremy Robson and Boris Pasternak’s sister Lydia Slater. He knew Spike Milligan and Stevie Smith and Laurie Lee, the list of Dannie’s Famous Friends was endless…

In terms of Dannie’s pals who were in the theatre, we should remember that Ronnie Waterhouse had many friends who were luvvies and that the Garrick, one of the hubs of corruption which concealed Dafydd and the Westminster Paedophile Ring, was particularly popular with lawyers, judges and luvvies. Ronnie was a member of the Garrick, as was dear old Robin Day and Sir William Mars-Jones and many, many more…See previous posts.

Dannie Abse was a passionate supporter of Cardiff City F.C. He first went to watch them play in 1934 and many of his writings refer to his experiences watching and lifelong love of the team known as “The Bluebirds”. Another finger in another PIE…

Dannie Abse won the Welsh Arts Council Award in both 1971 and 1987 and the Cholmondeley Award in 1985. He was a Fellow of The Royal Society of Literature from 1983. In a foreword to Collected Poems 1948–1976, Abse noted that his poems are increasingly “rooted in actual experience,” both domestic and professional and many display a reconciliation between Jewish and Welsh themes and traditions. While he lived in Hampstead and assisted a pan-European trafficking gang.

For several years Dannie wrote a column for the ‘Hampstead and Highgate Express’. These articles were subsequently published in book form.

In 2005, Dannie’s wife Joan was killed in a car accident, while Dannie suffered a broken rib. Joan went the way of so many who could names names then. Dannie and Leo didn’t die in car crashes or unexpectedly peg out while in the care of the Top Doctors. Dannie lived to 91 years and Leo and Wilfred both hit 90.

Dafydd and Lucille are still going. Unless they’ve pegged out and no-one’s told me.

The Presence’, Dannie’s memoir of the year after his wife died, was published in 2007; it won the 2008 Wales Book Of The Year Award. Bechod!

‘The Presence’ was later dramatised for BBC Radio 4. I expect that Libby Purves reviewed it. And it was probably featured on ‘A Good Read’. Give it a few years and Dannie Abse will be the subject of ‘In Our Time’ with Melvyn Bragg, the MIND ambassador…

Dannie was awarded the Roland Mathias prize for Running Late.

In 2009 Dannie received the Wilfred Owen Poetry Award. Today We Have The Naming of (yet more) Parts, including Dannie Abse. Dannie was a judge for the inaugural 2010 Hippocrates Prize for Poetry and Medicine, the ironies of which I blogged about in post ‘The Great Stink’. I didn’t realise when I wrote that post that one of the judges was Mr Big, although I should have predicted it. If Harold Shipman wasn’t six foot under he would be presenting Dannie with his award at the Glittering Ceremony with a Royal guest.

Dannie Abse died on 28 September 2014. ‘Good riddance to bad rubbish’ as F always maintained should be engraved upon Dafydd’s tombstone.

 

There was of course yet another Abse brother whom I have not yet discussed in detail, Wilfred, the man who told Dannie to become a Top Doctor and qualify at Westminster Medical School because ‘Westminster is the best medical school in the world’. Ah the Abses were committed socialists who were right behind Nye! Wilfred, who dispensed crucial advice re syphilis so that the rest of the clan could point at other people saying ‘neh neh neh, you’ve got the pox’…

‘Ewe know some of those kids in the homes were wild oooh ewe know there was one there who had VD at 15, ooh Dr DA was good to them ewe know, no-one else would have had time for them…’

 

David Wilfred Abse (15 March 1915 – 4 November 2005) was born in Cardiff. He did of course go to Westminster Medical School. During and after WW II, Wilfred served in the RAMC. God help anyone who had caught a dose. In 1941, Wilfred participated in the examination of the Rudolf Hess – oh the ironies just never stop – who had been captured in Scotland during an unsuccessful peace mission. Wilfred was later stationed in India, eventually rising to the rank of Major.

After Westminster, Wilfred became a psychoanalyst. Dannie’s book mentions that Wilfred worked at Pen-y-Fal Hospital at Abergavenny. Pen-y-Fal was the asylum at Abergavenny and like all the asylums at the time, Pen-y-Fal contained a good many patients who had pissed off the big wigs as well as patients who for various reasons could not look after themselves. Dannie describes visiting Wilfred at Pen-y-Fal with their mum – like many asylum docs at the time Wilfred lived on site – and Mrs A being horrified at the language used by many of the patients and marvelling that her Wilfred could ever tolerate being among such animals. I’ve got news for Mrs A. A great deal of swearing does go among Empowered Service Users, but the Top Docs and Angels swear like troopers as well, but not in front of people like Mrs Abse.  Empowered Service Users also get to the stage where They Don’t Give A Stuff after years of complaining through the appropriate channels about being abused and assaulted, only to see their complaints investigated by the friends of those of whom they have complained and dismissed as lies of the delusions of a lunatic. There is also a variant of Empowered Service User who Takes The Piss. I was one of them and I was friends with others. One such person was Peter Webb in Denbigh. Like the rest of us, Peter had been illegally imprisoned after a previous stint of being illegally imprisoned. Peter was a good friend to me in Denbigh and reassured me that ‘it is too late for crying’, we needed to torment these bastards. So we did.

Peter rang the police from the only patients’ pay phone and told them that we were being abused and were illegally imprisoned. The police rang the Angels who stormed the room with the phone in it – Peter and I were still in there playing dominos – and they threw us out and locked the room. By that time, another patient, Stephen, had found some loose tablets lying around on the floor in the phone room, so Stephen took the tablets.

‘There are the strictest precautions taken at all times with medication.’

No there aren’t, when F was in Denbigh he purchased class A drugs from a patient who had been given the drugs by Dafydd. F was flogged the drugs in full view of the Angels.

So there we were on the loose in the day room. Peter swore mildly and the Charge Nurse Mike Williams told Peter that he wouldn’t tolerate bad language. While Mike assisted a gang of paedophiles in illegally imprisoning their victims. Then some visitors of a highly offensive petit bourgeois patient arrived and Peter heard them remark that he looked like a tramp. Of course he did, Peter had been illegally imprisoned for three weeks and had not been offered a change of clothes. I witnessed Peter repeatedly ask the Angels if he could have a clean shirt and they simply replied that they didn’t have any spare clothes. So Peter walked up to the petit bourgeois visitors and said to them very politely ‘Why don’t you all fuck off?’

Mike Williams attacked Peter and dragged him into the male dorms, locking him in there. The petit bourgeois ones looked on, marvelling at the Appalling Behaviour Of The Loonies. The petit bourgeois woman was only in Denbigh for 36 hours or so, none of us knew who she was but she was vile. She hurled abuse at us all and pointed at Stephen and screamed at an Angel ‘you needn’t think that I’m staying in here with people like THAT’. So I said to the petit bourgeois woman ‘you’re very petit bourgeois aren’t you?’. She screamed at me that I was a bitch and a slut no less and another patient said to me ‘ooh are you a Marxist?’ Stephen then walked up to the petit bourgeois woman with a packet of cigarettes and said ‘do you want a fag luv?’

The petit bourgeois woman kept telling people that she was a ‘personal friend of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones’s former wife’ and I sat there marvelling that anyone would ever boast of any such link with Dafydd. Which ex-wife I have no idea, Dafydd has been divorced four times so there are quite a few of his ex-wives cluttering up north Wales. Being a friend of Dafydd’s ex-wife was obviously useful in north Wales though, because the petit bourgeois woman was released very quickly with Angels toadying to her and ignoring the poisonous insults and threats to which she was subjecting the rest of us.

 

Wilfred Abse was just a few years older than Gwynne the lobotomist and Wilfred knew Gwynne and Dafydd. Wilfred knew about the trafficking ring and was fully on board with it and there will have been victims of the gang languishing in Pen-y-Fal Hospital. No wonder they were swearing. I am wondering if Rudolf Abse and his cinema were already involved up to their necks with organised abuse in south Wales which was why George Thomas was so nice to the Abse boys and their circle of Jewish friends when he taught them. Dannie tells stories of family life when they were young and of his parents saying ‘Leo will be Prime Minister one day’. All families of course have such memories but the Abses took themselves very seriously and were rapacious with it. Wilfred ordered Dannie to study medicine and then arranged a medical school place for Dannie years in advance; when Dannie wanted to leave medical school, Leo and dad were livid and pressurised him to stay. Dannie wasn’t just overwhelmed by a sudden whim, he was not interested in medicine or in his patients and he wasn’t any good at it either. He nearly failed most exams but was allowed to pass because in that era, everyone was allowed to pass. Dannie was a luvvie and he liked hanging out with luvvies especially famous ones. But the Abses wanted doctors and lawyers and politicians in their family. Such people are very useful if there is a rapidly expanding trafficking ring and crime syndicate to be serviced.

Wilfred didn’t remain on his home turf with Gwynne and Dafydd for long. Wilfred the Psychoanalyst hit the big time when he emigrated to the US to become Professor of Psychiatry at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill. Wilfred spent the greater part of his career as Professor of Psychiatry at the University of Virginia, 1962-80. Gwynne and Dafydd’s mate Wilfred as known for his work in group therapy and hysteria and contributed to the Journal of Nervous and Mental Disease.

Wilfred’s work in group analysis was influenced by S.H. Foulkes (see post ‘Ian Brockington’s Mischief’), who was in London at the same time as Wilfred Abse, along with a wider group of analysts who all used their work to conceal their own wrongdoing and to discredit anyone who raised concerns. It was Brown critiquing this discredited nonsense after I raised concerns about Gwynne that upset the Top Doctors so much. This was Gwynne and Dafydd, even if the theory had not have been discredited – which it most certainly had – those two could hardly have been relied upon to have known how to use it to assist their patients. Talk to honest, thoughtful analysts and they will admit that there is and has been a very big problem with analysts abusing and exploiting their patients and also their trainees. Gwynne, Dafydd and the Abses ran a trafficking ring and that was their only interest.

I invite readers to have a laugh at Wilfred’s Great Works:

The diagnosis of hysteria (Williams and Wilkins, Baltimore, 1950); Speech and reason: language disorder in mental disease (John Wright, Bristol, 1971); Clinical notes on group-analytic psychotherapy (University Press of Virginia, Charlottesille, 1974); Marital & sexual counselling in medical practice, edited by D. Wilfred Abse, Ethel M. Nash, Lois M.R. Louden (Harper & Row, Medical Dept., Hagerstown, 2nd edition, 1974); Hysteria and Related Mental Disorders : an approach to psychological medicine (Wright, Bristol, 1987).

Ooh Dr Wilfred, my wandering womb is playing up, what do you suggest?? Sex with Dafydd probably, knowing that lot.

I look forward to hearing Hillary or Michelle on the ‘Today’ programme next week.

Get out of this one then Cherie.

As Cerys Matthews, the daughter of a Top Doctor who was In On All Of It, sung in the midst of the huge co-ordinated attempt to eclipse the Waterhouse Inquiry with Patriotic Welsh Rock (see post ‘The International Language Of Screaming’), ‘Everyday when I wake up I thank the Lord I’m Welsh’. I carried on hanging out with Welsh people long after Cerys had pissed off to the US. Along with so many others who were maxing out on their Welshness when they lived in Hampstead or America… Er, anywhere other than Bethesda Cerys and Gruff??? Because Gruff’s dad has destroyed the place… Gruff’s dad died in 1999, just before the Waterhouse Report was published. Bethesda still hasn’t recovered from Ioan Bowen Rees and the Top Doctors.

 

O Jones, O Jones. But which Jones?

Raising a Flag Over the Reichstag’, by Yevgeny Khaldei.