Yours Truly, Angry Mob

This is a follow up post to my last post ‘I Predict A Riot’, which I hadn’t planned but I am writing because of the information from readers which has come in since I wrote ‘I Predict A Riot’ and added the comments which followed that post. People are very good, I do receive much information but I only have time to include a small part of it on the blog, although it does all get read, stored and put to use regarding background information, future lines of research etc.

My attention has been drawn to something which I have been aware of for a long while, that I have mentioned before on the blog but not maxed out on. That is, the presence of many Top Docs and legal professionals in middle class Jewish families. I have discussed previously how Brown and I first came across Greville Janner named as an abuser on a fascist website, which was so obviously crazed and irrational and banged on about a global conspiracy of Jewish child abusers that we didn’t believe a word of it. Some years ago I was told that terrible things were happening to women and children in the Orthodox Jewish community at Stamford Hill in London. The person who told me that terrible things were happening in that ‘isolated community’ I know had knowledge of Empowered Service Users being abused and has remained silent for years. I used to live near Stamford Hill and enjoyed taking walks through there. I liked the Stamford Hill community and I have no problem at all with communities who wish to ‘isolate themselves’, because very often they are doing that to protect their community, not because they wish to conceal wrongdoing.

My post ‘Dates For Your Diary’ discussed how Vanessa Felz, who was at the time married to a Top Doctor with a direct link to St George’s Hospital Medical School, found herself rocketed to stardom in the summer of 1994, when Dafydd and the Top Docs sent up a distress flare in the midst of the Jillings Inquiry when the Top Docs were desperately in need of good PR, particularly because the Chamberlain-Pearce Scandal had begun to erupt at St George’s. Vanessa and her husband both grew up in professional Jewish families in London.

I don’t believe for one minute that Jewish people are any more likely to abuse or conceal abuse than any other cultural/religious group. The salient issue is that organised abuse has been successfully concealed by professional groups, especially people in law, medicine and politics – particularly those individuals  at the very top of those professions – and those professions are held in high esteem among aspirational Jewish families. Thus names appearing on this blog have included Sir William Asscher, Professor Stuart Stanton, Greville et famille, Leo and Danny Abse etc.

It took an e mail to me from a reader yesterday for me to wake up and realise the worst. My comments after my post ‘I Predict A Riot’ mentioned that Dr Bob Tresman, a man from the Jewish community in London, used to work at the Hergest Unit during the Paedophile Years and was recommended as a Top Doctor for patients who had witnessed the crimes of Dafydd by members of the paedophile gang when those patients had refused to see Dafydd again. I told Bob Tresman myself what I had witnessed Dafydd doing. I also witnessed patient F (see previous posts eg. ‘Killing Floor – I Know Cos I Was There’ and ‘Tan yn Llyn’) who was framed and imprisoned after challenging Gwynedd social workers regarding the abuse of the boys at the Ty’r Felin children’s home, then set up by some predators and fleeced of his property, money and denied access to his child, providing Bob Tresman with full details of all of these events. F also told Tresman about his time in Risley Remand Centre, a time during which I believe that F witnessed a murder in the ‘hospital wing’.

Tresman knew just how bloody bad it had all been, because, in response to F’s frequent comments that he felt that his ‘life had been blessed’ – F remained a remarkably optimistic man in spite of what he had been through – Tresman observed to me that if he had been F, he would have concluded that he had been cursed. F himself used to tell people that when he was in Risley listening to the screams of other patients in the ‘hospital wing’ as they were beaten by the screws, there was a bloke in the cell next to him who was completely psychotic and repeatedly yelled ‘I’m in heaven, I’m in heaven’, to which F yelled back ‘Christ if this is heaven mate I’d hate to see hell’. F related this anecdote to Bob Tresman.

Bob Tresman knew exactly what had happened and was happening to his patients at the hands of Dafydd and the gang.

As I mentioned in my comments which follow my post ‘I Predict A Riot’, Bob Tresman socialised with the paedophile gang and their friends in the Douglas Arms Hotel in Bethesda and was suspended from his job by Gwynedd Health Authority for some months in 1992 or thereabouts, but I never found out why.

Dr Tresman was treated dreadfully by Dr Tony Francis, Francis made no attempt to disguise the fact that he hated Tresman and Dr Tresman did face some appalling anti-semitism from the charmers at the Hergest Unit.

Dr Tresman decided to leave north Wales and return to London during the Waterhouse Inquiry. Just like that.

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Tommy Cooper was born in Caerphilly, where a statue of him was unveiled in 2008, by Sir Anthony Hopkins, in his capacity as Patron of The Tommy Cooper Society. Hopkins is a man who provided much needed PR for Wales at a time when Dafydd’s gang were getting desperate. After providing this service, the Welsh-born Sir Anthony, who loves Wales and feels Welsher than the most Welsh person on the planet, even Dafydd Iwan, emigrated to California and took US citizenship. See previous posts.

Hannibal Lecter

‘Well Lucille…Have the lambs stopped screaming?’

Tommy Cooper was one of Britain’s best loved Funnymen who entertained the nation until the very end, famously dying on stage. What received lest publicity was that he was a wife-beating piss artist who had a long running affair with a bit on the side.

 

I didn’t know much about Dr Tresman, except that he had been an embryologist before he did a degree in medicine and I think that when he was an embryologist he worked at UCL. He was listed as a Director of Robert Tresman and Associates, a company providing ‘healthcare services’ for some years after he left north Wales.

So there is a Top Doctor who is part of the professional Jewish community in London who knew exactly what was happening in north Wales throughout the 1990s, who listened first hand to numerous witness accounts and who has said nothing in response to the many investigations and inquiries into organised abuse in north Wales/Cheshire.

The vile Dr Giles Harborne, who spent many happy years working with Dafydd et al at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and more recently served as the ‘Chief Of Staff’ for the mental health services in north Wales, in which capacity he insulted and neglected patients and refused to investigate even the most serious of complaints (see previous posts), also seems to be a member of the Jewish community or have very close links with people who are.

When I was doing my MSc at Royal Postgraduate Medical School/Hammersmith Hospital in 1986-87, one of the other students was a dentist called Rosie Szasz, who was a member of the Jewish community in Ealing. I was quite friendly with Rosie and she knew what had happened to me in north Wales. She was also appalled at the staff misconduct at Hammersmith Hospital (see previous posts) but being a healthcare professional herself, Rosie very obviously was not going to challenge anyone about it. Rosie’s dental practice in central London included many HIV/AIDS patients; she was one of the few dentists at the time who was welcoming HIV/AIDS patients. She will have known that many of them were rent boys who had entered that line of work as kids in care.

 

The reason why I have revisited the matter of high profile members of the Jewish community in the professions concealing abuse is that after a reader read my comments about Bob Tresman, I was sent a link to the wiki entry of the political journo Robert Peston, who is the son of the Labour peer Lord Maurice Peston. Lord Peston spent his career as an economist at Queen Mary College, London and advised Labour Gov’ts between the 1960s and 90s. Lord Peston featured in my post ‘I Told You I Was Trouble’ and is close to all those paedophiles’ friends associated with Queen Mary College, including the Top Doctors, who starred in that post.

Here’s another Queen Mary Glamour Puss who has spent a career conducting toadying interviews with politicians whom he knows have done disgusting things, including concealing the Westminster Paedophile Ring and Dafydd’s branch of it:

The Lord Hennessy of Nympsfield or should that be Nymphsfield?
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When old Hennessey interviewed Dr Death, the nearest he got to ruffling Dr Death’s feathers was to imply that Dr Death must have been heart broken never to have become PM. Dr Death went into Top Doctor mode and told Hennessey to stop that nonsense right now. Hennessey, what you should have said was ‘So Lord Owen, could you explain why when you were William Sargant’s research registrar at Tommy’s you assisted him in those illegal, unethical dangerous experiments which resulted in patient deaths? Furthermore Dr Death, which Top Doctor who was facilitating the paedophile ring in north Wales was it whom you knew personally, Dr D.G.E. Wood or Tony Francis? By the way, Sally Baker has told me to tell you that if she ever encounters you in person, she’ll knee you in the knackers so hard that you won’t be walking for a few hours.’ Before winding up with Hennessey’s obligatory ‘Lord Owen, thank you so much for this fascinating insight into your political career.’

 

Roland Rudd is a man who gets around to all the right places which host all the right people. He went to Millfield School, where he was just slightly older than Duncan Orme. When Orme was at UCNW (Bangor University) with me, Duncan Orme took a sabbatical year as the Students’ Union Welfare Officer, during which time he concealed the wrongdoing of Gwynne the lobotomist, Dr D.G.E. Wood and the rest of the trafficking ring. In return, Duncan Orme’s career in NHS management received a wonderful boost from the very beginning. Duncan eventually became the Financial Director for one of the lethal NHS Trusts in Staffordshire, at the time when the NHS in Staffordshire was colluding with a trafficking ring linked to the one in north Wales and wiping out patients. Duncan has moved to other equally senior NHS posts since then and that stint at the genocidal Trust in Staffordshire recently disappeared from his Linked In profile. See previous posts for the full details of the lies that Duncan told and the harm to students with which he colluded. Furthermore Duncan got a Third and, I am told, failed his accountancy exams. Obviously a career in NHS finance at senior management level was inevitable.

The careers service at UNCW in the mid-1980s was famously crap, it was really, really bad. In the second year, we were all invited to fill in a laughingly Mickey Mouse questionnaire, the answers of which were then fed into a computer programme which spewed out a list of about 15 careers ‘suitable’ for one. It was a real laugh because in the case of the students who knew what they wanted to do, the computer told them what they already knew. My list of 15 consisted of about 10 words saying ‘teacher’ and 5 saying ‘lecturer’. Which was at the time what I wanted to do. I then had a short interview with a rather clueless careers officer who said ‘well I think you’d be suited to teaching or academia and I don’t think that something like the police force would accept you.’ And I thought well I haven’t mentioned going into the police force, why ever would I worry if they accepted me or not? Students who didn’t know what they wanted to do rolled around laughing at the truly bizarre suggestions emanating from the computer eg. ‘quantity surveyor’ for a zoology student who had no interest at all in becoming a quantity surveyor. That was the only careers advice that we received from the careers office.

Then in the third year came the crisis for almost all of us. It was 1984, unemployment was sky high and the jobs in academia that I and so many of the people with whom I was friends had aspired to were obviously not going to be there. Students with other interests were even more worried because there were bugger all jobs in other fields. The only students who weren’t lost and/or in meltdown were those who knew precisely what they wanted to do – eg. one girl knew about a supermarket management training scheme, applied and was accepted – or those who entered school teaching, which was straightforward. But not teaching in north Wales of course, there was much unhappiness and students saying that they were not going to continue to teach after they had qualified…

The distress and anxiety of the students was so acute, that the Plant Biology Dept put on special careers sessions for those of us in their Dept, which were very welcome and very helpful. They helped with CVs, chivvied us along with messages like ‘there are not many jobs, but there are some and someone has to get them’. All other Depts left their students to flail, which was hugely resented. People were writing hundreds of job applications and not even receiving a ‘thank for your application’ in return, it was dire. The careers service at UCNW showed not the slightest concern or interest in the hundreds of students who would be facing unemployment after graduation, at least for some period of time. Neither were there any resources in the careers office. It was the front room of a decaying old house on College Road with a few ancient postgrad prospectuses in there and that was it. The students received no help and no advice.

Except for Duncan Orme, who was given one hell of a helping hand. So who fixed it all up for you then Duncan? Was it D.G.E. Wood, because you certainly did him and the people traffickers a few favours?

It has been suggested to me that the shite careers office in UCNW may not have been an accident. The trafficking ring was causing havoc and a few students like me had stumbled across it. If many more students had been encouraged to remain in north Wales after graduation, they would have done what I did anyway – mixed with local people – and begun to realise that some terrible things were happening. There was a contingent of UNCW students who did stay in north Wales, but they tended to be hippyish students who like the area and were not interested in trying to pursue 1980s style yuppyish careers. Furthermore, they tended to involve themselves with charidees or Radical Causes, all of which were controlled by the paedophile gang. English hippyish people working part-time for Wimmin’s Aid knew exactly how rampant the crime and abuse was, but were never going to say a word because their funding depended upon them keeping quiet and under their Radical Carapace, most of them were rather weak. They just fumed loudly about the Tory Cuts, wet themselves when yet another victim of the gang turned up at their door in desperation and made excuses as to why they couldn’t ‘help’.

 

After rubbing shoulders with the tosser Orme at Millfield, Roland Rudd went to Regent’s Park College, Oxford University, where he was President of the Oxford Union. After graduation, Rudd worked as a policy co-ordinator for Dr Death and the SDP. Rudd was the first SDP President of the Oxford Union.

So Rudd probably knew a biology student who was at UCNW with me, Simon Batty, who was active in the SDP. Batty was very friendly and chatty, but he did live up to his name. He drove a green Reliant Robin and trundled off to national SDP conferences and events in it. Batty became famous after he was beaten up at an NUS conference for being a member of the SDP.

After assisting the Gang Of Four – all of whom were up to their necks in concealing the Westminster Paedophile Ring (see post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’) – Rudd worked as a journo on the ‘Sunday Correspondent’ and the FT, where he palled up with Peston. In 1994, Rudd founded RLM Finsbury, which he sold to WPP plc in 2001, earning an estimated £40 million from doing so. In 2011, RLM Finsbury merged with  Robinson Lerer and Montgomery of New York. Rudd remained as Chairman of the merged firm, which in 2014 was rebranded as Finsbury.

Rudd is Chairman of Business for New Europe and a member of the Centre for European Reform’s Advisory Board. Rudd is now a Labour supporter and is such a big pal of Peter Mandelson that Mandy is godfather to one of Rudd’s children. Mandy spent years concealing the Westminster Paedophile Ring and the barrel of crap in north Wales once he became responsible for trying to make the Windbag electable (see post ‘I Warn You…’). Mandy was a Lambeth Councillor when Lambeth Social Services had a dreadful problem with paedophiles in their children’s homes. The gang in Lambeth was linked to the gang in north Wales and kids in the care of Lambeth were sent to children’s homes in north Wales. Paul Boateng and his wife knew much about the abuse of kids in Lambeth and Janet Boateng was both a social worker and Chair of the Lambeth Social Services Committee when Tyra Henry was murdered in the care of Lambeth (see post ‘A Few More Who Might Be Able To Answer Questions’). Esther Rantzen’s sister was a Lambeth social worker and Rantzen appointed her sister’s manager as Chief Exec of Childline, Valerie, now Baroness Valerie, Howarth. Valerie Howarth subsequently was appointed Chair of CAFCASS (Children and Family Court Advisory Service in 2008. In 2008 CAFCASS across the UK was in meltdown. In 2010, a newly appointed CAFCASS officer in Wrexham who had taken the place of a colleague who had experienced a nervous breakdown told me that no-one could ever perform their job in CAFCASS properly as a result of the organisation being in utter chaos, but Gov’t wouldn’t dare admit it because CAFCASS was responsible for the welfare of children.

 

In 1988 I wrote to Esther Rantzen and told her what was happening in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. I did not receive a reply. People who rang Childline complaining of the abuse of children in north Wales allege that they were ignored as well. Savile was involved with the abuse of kids and psych patients from north Wales.

 

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Paul Boateng was working as a solicitor for Birnberg & Co when Birnberg & Co represented Mary Wynch in her successful litigation against Dafydd and the gang (see post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’).

‘We didn’t know.’

 

Roland Rudd campaigned for Mandy in Mandy’s Hartlepool constituency in the General Election of 2001, the General Election which was held the year following the publication of the Waterhouse Report.

Rudd was one of the ‘Four Wise Men’ who, in 2007, advised Miranda on life after leaving office. Was it really Rudd who told Miranda to stick his nose deep into the trough provided by some of the world’s most unpleasant regimes? I had always assumed that just came naturally to Miranda.

Rudd has been linked to Ed Balls, Cleggy and Tessa Jowell. Tessa knew a great deal about colluding with organised abuse, having been the daughter of a Top Doctor and the woman who Chaired the Social Services Committee for Camden Borough Council when abuse of kids and vulnerable people in the care of that Council was rampant. Tessa also worked as a psychiatric social worker at the Maudsley with Dafydd’s mates and did a stint as a children’s social worker with Lambeth Social Services. See posts ‘The London Connection’ and ‘Baroness Tessa Jowell – A Tribute’.

Roland Rudd is a Trustee of the Royal Opera House and for the Speakers In Schools programme. Speakers in Schools was founded by Robert Peston.  Rudd is Trustee of the Garden Bridge Trust, a non-executive Director of the Army Board, a Patron of the NSPCC and a Governor of Wellington College. Dafydd has had links with the Army for many years and even managed to wangle Army pensions for people who had only served in the Army for a short time and had then been dishonourably discharged. Dafydd has claimed for many years to be treating Army veterans for PTSD. This is known in north Wales to be a con, most of Dafydd’s ‘PTSD veterans’ are drug addicts or alkies who have got into trouble with the law and availed themselves of the services of Dafydd to escape a prison sentence or to achieve a shorter one. See post ‘Feet In Chains’. The NSPCC employed people involved with the abuse of children and Sir Anthony Seldon, who was for years the Headmaster of Wellington College, has been party to many a scam of the paedophiles’ friends such as Mindfulness, measuring Gross National Happiness and the University of Buckingham (see post ‘The International Language Of Screaming’).

Roland Rudd is a visiting fellow at Oxford University’s Centre for Corporate Reputation, which is part of the Said Business School, an institution in no position to teach anyone anything about upholding reputations.

Roland’s sister is Amber Rudd, who served as Home Secretary under David Cameron.

 

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The Trustee Of The Idiocy:

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And tonight on the BBC, Alan Yentob presents ‘Imagine’. Indeed, imagine a massive multi-million pound organisation run by the cream of the UK’s media who failed to notice that a serial sex offender wearing nothing but a pair of gold lame shorts had parked his caravan out the back and was inviting kiddies to come inside and admire the gold taps…

 

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When Stuart Hall was imprisoned, Brown remarked that he probably did all that laughing on ‘It’s A Knockout’ because he was pissing himself at what they were all getting away with.

 

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Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

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My post ‘I Predict A Riot’ discussed a man from a crime family in London who somehow acquired a pensioner’s bungalow near Bethesda in the 1990s, at a time when there was a waiting list a mile long and when Gwynedd County Council claimed to be robustly pursuing a ‘homes for local people only’ policy. Previous posts have detailed the links between Dafydd’s gang in north Wales and gangs in other parts of the UK and the traffic in terms of abusive professionals or vulnerable people between big metropolitan areas in England and north Wales. I presume that the same networks were used for this Londoner to acquire a pensioner’s bungalow near Bethesda. Brown has suggested that the process will also have involved a tame Top Doctor writing medical reports stressing/exaggerating/inventing medical conditions/disabilities experienced by the crook from London. The Daily Mail imagine that this sort of thing is done by virtually everyone who accesses benefits or social housing. It isn’t, although it does go on. The lucky winners, at least in north Wales, were always people who were colluding with Dafydd’s gang in some way. They either had knowledge of wrongdoing on the part of the gang which they were agreeing to keep quiet about, or they were dealing drugs on the part of the gang, or were sex offending associates of the gang etc. People playing it straight very obviously did not enjoy such largesse. People who had dared complain about the gang did not even get the basics to which they were legally entitled; others did eventually but after a very, very long wait.

Brown’s comments reminded me of something that I found out about in 1991. I discovered an older man living in a ‘care home’, ‘Lynnewood’, in Llanfairpwll on Anglesey, who had done really well in terms of disability benefits; he had even fulfilled that nightmare of the tabloids, he had acquired a car which was paid for by the DSS. This man had gained the goodies on the grounds that he had serious, advanced heart disease. He was a heavy smoker and although he lied to the Top Docs telling them that he’d ‘given up’, even the Top Docs of north Wales would have known immediately that this was untrue. Not only did he appear around the locality with a fag in his mouth at all times but his fingers were impressively nicotine stained. After enjoying the goodies for quite some time, he was offered and then underwent heart surgery, of the sort that one is not usually offered if one is a smoker on the grounds that it will be ineffective. This bloke got away with everything, quite transparently.

Then I discovered that his ex-wife had formerly worked as Dafydd’s secretary at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. She had told her husband everything; about the sexual, physical and financial abuse of patients, the illegal detentions, Dafydd’s constant sexual harassment of female staff, the lot. Some years after this couple divorced, his wife died, after moving away from north Wales to a city. She fell from the window of a tower block and it was attributed to ‘suicide’. She had never been clinically depressed. I wondered how the gang were going to contain and silence this bloke, because he would have presented a substantial threat to them. The reason I got to know him was that I was working in Lynnewood, where he had been placed to recover from his surgery.

I had been working there a matter of days when I noticed the usual for ‘care homes’ in north Wales. Neglect and abuse of patients. The ‘matron’ of the ‘care home’, Lynn Jones, was a former GP’s receptionist who had achieved a degree of notoriety when in that job, first as a result of shagging one of the Top Doctors who was married to someone else at the time and then by being sacked from the surgery for stealing from the practice. So what could have been more logical than to install her as a warden in a care home.

The man who had the dirt on Dafydd was the only resident who was not a mental health patient. The others were psych patients from Gwynedd and one was an older woman who was quite vulnerable. Lynn Jones told me that she enjoyed belittling and ‘psychologically torturing’ this patient because Lynn ‘hated her’. The female patient whom Jones hated so much told me that Jones was stealing from her. This patient later told me that she had found goods of hers in Lynn Jones’s bags, but that was after I had left the job. The home was owned by a local businessman who was nicknamed Christmas, as a result of having been born on Christmas Day. I think that his surname might have been Jones. As usual, the ‘care home’ charged a great deal of money for a not very good, cheapskate service. The fees were paid by Gwynedd Social Services.

The home was located in the centre of Llanfairpwll, so there were neighbours. One neighbour was a retired matron who was frank in her opinion that the conditions in Lynnewood were completely unsuitable for patients and that Lynn Jones should not have been near vulnerable people. Another old lady who lived nearby was also very worried about the way that the patients were treated. Both of these neighbours urged the residents of Lynnewood to ‘get out of there as soon as you can’. The mental health patients were in no position to do that, they had been placed there by the mental health services.

My post ‘A Possible Reason For All Those Prescriptions’ provides further details of Lynnewood. I said in that post that the residents of Lynnewood were Hergest patients, but I worked at Lynnewood just before Hergest had been finished, they were, to be precise, patients who had been in the old psychiatric wards in Ysbyty Gwynedd, Seiriol and Dwynwen Wards.

The man who had been married to Dafydd’s secretary wasn’t as fragile as the other patients. He was sharp, he didn’t like Lynn Jones and he became very angry when he found that she was keeping ‘clinical notes’ about the residents. He observed, quite rightly, that she did not have the knowledge, qualifications or right to make such notes. At first I told him that basically Lynn Jones was ridiculous and it didn’t really matter what nonsense she wrote about them all, it was meaningless. Then I became a bit more worried. Lynn Jones began asking me what I thought about this man and the circumstances of his ex-wife’s death, because he ‘was not a very nice man’. The speculation mounted. Did I think that he had driven her to commit suicide? I replied that she died years after they divorced. I was told yes, but he really was such a terrible man that he probably caused it all. I could see what was happening here. The man who had challenged Lynn Jones and her abusive behaviour was being constructed as a monster, who had possibly been involved in his wife’s death. Very Dafydd.

Lynn Jones was so vile that I left the job after only a few weeks. I later bumped into the man who had been married to Dafydd’s secretary in Bangor and he told me that Christmas had sacked Lynn Jones after she stole several hundred quid from him and then closed the home because it wasn’t making enough money. Dafydd’s secretary’s former husband was back living in his own house and the other residents had been moved to other homes.

I wondered at the time if Dafydd was something to do with Lynnewood, it had all the hallmarks of a Dafydd enterprise. Furthermore, Lynn Jones would never have been able to access a supply of patients and neither would Christmas, he had never worked in health and social care before yet alone had any qualifications in the field. There was a Top Doctor somewhere who was tapping into a supply of patients for this ‘care home’. Just before I left Lynnewood, a patient from Rampton arrived…

When I was at Lynnewood, after I exchanged Dafydd-experiences with Dafydd’s former secretary’s ex-husband – Dafydd et al were still having me arrested on a regular basis – he said ‘I’m bloody sick of that man’. I later found out that he had rung Dafydd and said to him, in Welsh, ‘What do you think you’re doing to Sally you bastard bach, leave her alone.’ Two years ago, when I was examining my documents, I found a detailed note from Dafydd, which must have been referring to that call. Dafydd was determined to find out who had made the call and what the person who made it knew about me. A note had been circulated by Dafydd, including to the police and Dafydd had observed that whoever made the call had a ‘local accent, probably Bangor’.

I very much suspect that Lynnewood was linked to Dafydd’s business interests in some way and it is likely that Dafydd realised that I was working there and had exchanged anecdotes with his former secretary’s ex-husband. It could well have been why Lynn Jones was gathering ‘evidence’ regarding that man’s ‘nastiness’ and the way in which he might have been responsible for his ex-wife’s death. No doubt ‘evidence’ was being gathered on me as well. Thank God Lynn Jones continued with her thieving ways, was caught and sacked, thus blowing any chances of her and Dafydd getting together and lying to the police about the two dangerous nutters, who knows even murderers, who had got through the doors of Lynnewood.

Lest readers believe that Lynn’s thieving ways led to a totally happy ending with Lynn Jones removed from the sphere of people whom she could enjoy causing as much distress as possible, I have to disappoint you. Lynn Jones got another job – as the live-in warden of the flats for disabled people owned and managed by the North Wales Housing Association in Llangefni. Where there were numerous complaints about Lynn Jones bullying and abusing tenants. Lynn was not removed.

Blow the whistle on criminal conduct in health and social care? You’ll never work again. Get a job as a receptionist, shag a Top Doctor, get sacked for stealing, get another job, abuse patients, steal hundreds from your employer, get sacked again? You’ll be given a properly paid, full-time job with accommodation, ‘looking after’ vulnerable people. Furthermore, you’ll stay in the post in the face of numerous serious complaints.

I have since been told that the GP on Anglesey was not the only Top Doctor who lived on Anglesey with whom Lynn Jones explored Uganda…

No wonder she was bomb proof.

Lynn Jones was busy trying to construct a witness to Dafydd’s wrongdoing as a possible murderer right in the middle of the North Wales Police investigation into the possibility of a paedophile ring in north Wales/Cheshire.

 

People who have followed this blog from its beginning will know that the North Wales Housing Association equals Gwynedd Social Services where colluding with crime at the expense of the people to whom it supposed to be providing a service is concerned. See previous posts for details. Readers will also recall that the deal struck between the paedophile gang and a predatory woman to fleece F – Bob Tresman’s patient who witnessed abuse of boys in the care of Gwynedd County Council and was rash enough to challenge the social workers over it as well as tell other people what was going on – and deny him access to his child while that child grew up in the care of a family which included two child abusers, involved the North Wales Housing Association. One of the material rewards for the predators were two North Wales Housing Association new builds in Bethesda, one for the mother of the baby who was hijacked and a house next door for her daughter (see post ‘It’s All About Protecting Children’). That NWHA bit of the scam involved Gwynedd Councillor Dafydd Orwig.

Someone else moved into a North Wales Housing Association new build just months later, down the road from the predators – Olga, another predator who had set up the honey trap to snare F in the first place. I need to mention here that at the time – 1993 – social housing was at a real premium in Gwynedd, there was a very great shortage and families with several children waited a long time for housing. So it was obviously fishy when the predators all received NWHA properties in the village of their choice, in close proximity to teach other, when they had been on the waiting list only a matter of weeks.

Olga really landed on her feet because Olga had previously been such a bad tenant that under normal circumstances she would have had great trouble finding someone else willing to let a property to her. While the dastardly plan was being constructed and implemented, Olga lived in a house in Rachub known as ‘The Bakery’, which she rented from, as might be expected, The Baker. Olga’s house was the house next door to the bakery in Rachub, but the bakery had expanded so greatly that it had relocated to a much bigger premises at the end of the road. There was another bakery in Rachub as well, a much smaller bakery which was located in the village square, near the shops. The bakery owned by Olga’s landlord was a massive bakery when considered in the context of the size of Rachub. It was known as Cae Pobty Groes and employed much of the population of Rachub, especially the young people. Every other person seemed to work in the bakery.

I always wondered how that bakery thrived because most other businesses didn’t. Gwynedd had a terrible economic climate, Bethesda was full of shops available at very low rents, so hopeful people would take them on and try to sell crafts, hippy clothes, etc but would be out of business within months having lost a great deal of money. The only shop that seemed to be doing OK and which was sustainable was Spar in Bethesda. Yet the Rachub bakery was really busy, it worked all night and vans would distribute their produce right across Gwynedd. It has become very obvious to me in the past few years that, in the way that if someone crossed the path of Dafydd’s gang they would be put out of business no matter how sound their business was, the only businesses which thrived in the way that Cae Pobty Groes did was if there was some sort of collusion with the gang.

I was always aware of the tales from certain people who, in the 1970s and 80s, had moved to Gwynedd, often to run a little business and who had very, very bad experiences. You would hear of people who had upped and gone, saying that they had never met such vicious malicious bastards and how could people be so unpleasant. The sadness was that it was nearly always blamed on ‘the Welsh’. It wasn’t ‘the Welsh’, it was that sodding trafficking gang, they made everyone’s lives an absolute misery. People who knew the ropes would never, ever dare take them on, they knew what would be coming their way. It was the unsuspecting who, when met with threats and intimidation, would take the view ‘you are not going to do this to me’ and go into battle. They would find that no-one would back them up, no-one, even those who privately would be very sympathetic. Everyone was simply terrified of the gang.

It’s over Dafydd. You might not have realised it yet deluded old git that you are, but you are finished, as are your henchmen.

 

When Olga lived at ‘The Bakery’, she trashed the house and left it in a very bad way. I didn’t know the baker but I was told that he was not happy. It didn’t matter, no-one pursued Olga to cough up for the damage, she just moved straight into that nice NWHA place in Bethesda, her reward for shafting An Enemy Of The Paedophiles.

Records at Companies House name two of the Directors of Cae Pobty Groes as being Marion Williams and Gwyn Williams, who’s addresses are given as Tan-y-Bwlch Road, Llanllechid, which is the location of that bakery. However, the business is registered at a Manchester address…

Whatever is going on re the bakery, perhaps someone would like to provide full details of Olga’s role in fleecing and framing a victim of the trafficking gang and give the names of everyone else involved.

 

 

Recent posts regarding the cartel of Top Docs right across north Wales who got together and ensured that no woman could access an NHS abortion – even years after abortion was legalised – yet were happy to refer any woman who had money for any reason at all to a private abortion clinic in Chester caused someone who was a victim of the gang in the 1970s/80s to e mail me. She has given me the names of schools on Anglesey which she tells me were locations of activity for the abuse gang and she also maintains that staff at Stanley Hospital at St Asaph were involved with the gang. Liz Stables worked at the Stanley Hospital, the Angel who spent years helping D.G.E. Wood facilitate the part of the gang which operated in the Student Health Centre at UCNW. Eirian Llwyd, the wife of the former Deputy FM for Wales, Ieuan Wyn Jones, also worked as an Angel/midwife at the Stanley Hospital in St Asaph (see post ‘Tan yn Llyn’). My correspondent has asked me if I knew the name of the abortion clinic in Chester which had the arrangement with the trafficking gang because she too found out what was going on but was never able to find out the name of the clinic.

Until earlier today, I was in exactly the same position as my correspondent. I know that women were being offered private abortions on demand by Top Docs in north Wales, including by D.G.E. Wood, if they agreed to hand over the dosh. I know women who didn’t even want abortions who were offered abortions in Chester. But I never ever found out the name of the ‘clinic’. However, this afternoon, I received an e mail telling me that the Grosvenor Nuffield Nursing Home in Chester was licensed to perform abortions from 1981. The Grosvenor Nuffield was the private hospital in Chester – Dafydd held ‘clinics’ there until he was thrown out by the Grosvenor Nuffield in the late 1980s/early 1990s.

Looks like abortions in north Wales were pretty much Dafydd’s domain then.

I have come across another phenomenon: Dafydd and the gang telling third parties that women who had complained about them had had abortions when those women most definitely had not. The gang forged documentation as well, so it is entirely possible that these abortions which never took place are appearing on the records of girls and women whom that lot wished to discredit. I know of one woman who was completely baffled when she was told by some relatives that she had had an abortion when she lived in north Wales. Not only had she never had an abortion or even requested one, but she had a liberal view of abortion herself and had supported friends who had had abortions. She would never have hidden the fact or lied if anyone had ever asked her if she had ever had a pregnancy terminated. At the time she just presumed that this was just one more bit of insanity emanating from some relatives who were nuts at the best of times, but as the enormity of Dafydd’s ring and their crimes became evident in the wake of Waterhouse etc she began wondering exactly what it might all have been about.

Tried and tested mid-20th century smears were routinely applied to Women Who Complained. At the Waterhouse Inquiry, Ronnie Waterhouse implied that Alison Taylor had given birth to a child who had been adopted and had given birth to another baby before she was married. A Doubly Scarlet Woman! Neither allegation was true. One of Alison’s children is indeed adopted – she was adopted by Alison – and Alison had been married for some time before her other child was born. Not that it would have mattered if this had not been the case, but while Alison was giving evidence about the most serious crime, Waterhouse was concerning himself with whether she had been married when her baby was born.

This was in 1997. Miranda was PM. Alison was questioned about these matters in public. Where were the Wimmin in the face of this fuckwittery?

 

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This Woman Was Working As A Human Rights Lawyer And Was Married To The PM. Their Friend Michael Beloff QC Had During Recent Years Provided Legal Advice To The Insurers Of Clwyd County Council, As Children In The Care Of Clwyd County Council Were Raped, Beaten, Starved, Trafficked And Forced To Have Sex With Animals While This Was Filmed.
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The Welsh Language Board was put on a statutory basis as a consequence of the Welsh Language Act 1993. Previous posts (eg. The Cradle Of Filth’) have discussed how the Tory Gov’t were persuaded to pass a Welsh Language Act which they were lukewarm about at very best by that bestest friend of Dafydd and the paedophiles, Lord Wyn Roberts. The Welsh Language Gov’t Bill which led the to Act was introduced to the Lords in Dec 1992; received it’s second reading in Jan 1993; the Report on the Bill was presented to the Lords in Feb 1993; the third reading of the Bill in the Lords took place in Feb 1993. The second reading of the Bill in the Commons took place on 26 May 1993 and was unopposed. The Report and the third reading of the Bill in the Commons took place on 15 July 1993.

In Dec 1992, F’s baby was born at Ysbyty Gwynedd. Within two weeks F had been ejected from the family home, was made destitute and had been denied all access to his baby. In Feb 1993, Jackie Brandt, the Gwynedd social worker who had previously unlawfully detained me, refused to answer any questions about the matter and had subsequently perjured herself in Court in Chester in an attempt to have me imprisoned (see post ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’), told the North Wales Police that I had screamed and yelled at her in Safeways in Bangor, such that she thought that I was going to ‘attack’ her. I was with F at the time and I had not said anything to Brandt at all in Safeways. Although Brandt made allegations about both F and me, it was only me who was subsequently charged with causing Brandt ‘fear and distress’ such that she ‘feared the use of immediate violence’. I was charged in March 1993. I pleaded not guilty and my trial took place in July 1993. Brandt admitted that she had lied and began crying in the witness box. She agreed with my solicitor Alwyn Jones that no, I had not said anything to her in Safeways, she had continued with her shopping and had not asked anyone in the busy store for help. There were no witnesses to my potentially murderous attack on Brandt in Safeways. I was found guilty because I had ‘stared at’ Brandt and I had to cough up £60.

The North Wales Police ended their investigation into a possible paedophile ring in north Wales/Cheshire in 1992 and stated that they had found no evidence to suggest that such a ring existed.

The people who stuffed F over and Brandt were among the many people who were facilitating the paedophile ring which didn’t exist.

 

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At Bangor University’s Student Health Centre, students who became pregnant were offered abortions on demand at the ‘clinic’ in Chester if they paid up. Duncan Orme’s collegue, Fiona Woolmer the Wimmin’s Officer, produced documentation for students who were using the services of Wood’s abortionist pal in Chester, explaining the routine. Not the medical details obviously, although Fiona did explain that any student having an abortion must NOT travel to and back from the clinic by train, they had to get a friend to give them a lift there and back in a car. Why? Because according to Woolmer, after an abortion, travelling on a train is Dangerous, because women can bleed so heavily that they can die and that in the past, students had ‘had serious problems’ coming home on the train.

Now Fiona Woolmer was stupid but I wasn’t. I could not understand WHY girls were being told not to travel on a train post-termination because it was ‘dangerous’. No it isn’t, if a termination is carried out properly and the woman is looked after, there is no danger on trains or anywhere else.

That is IF the abortion is carried out properly. But those abortions at the ‘clinic’ in Chester were not being carried out properly were they Wood/Stables/Orme/Woolmer? You were sending girls to an abortionist who was demanding money from them because every Top Doctor in north Wales had conspired to unlawfully deny women access to NHS abortions and whoever that abortionist was, whether they were at the Grosvenor Nuffield or elsewhere, was known to be putting their lives as risk. Were there not proper facilities at the Grosvenor Nuffield? Because in 1984 no woman should have had to be warned that she might bleed to death after a termination if she sat on a train. You need to explain exactly why those terminations carried out at this mysterious private clinic in Chester were so dangerous.

1984 in Bangor and Chester. Not 1884. Not 1984 in Catholic South America. 1984 in Bangor and Chester.

What did you think that you were all doing? Abortion in Wales was legal, had been legal since 1967 and you were forcing women into the hands of a butcher who charged them for the pleasure of putting them at risk of dying.

 

Furthermore, there was great pressure on students who became pregnant to have abortions, because UCNW were wholly unsupportive to students who became pregnant and wanted to keep the baby. Such students were completely abandoned. I described in a previous post how a couple who graduated in 1984 (the same year as me) chose to keep their baby and wrote about it afterwards in the student magazine, telling of how they were in complete despair because no-one helped them, although they were delighted when their baby was born. One, or it might have been both, of those students, were English students. Peter Field was one of the lecturers in the School of English. Field is an enthusiastic Catholic and when one of my friends began working in the School of English just a few years ago, she was gobsmacked when Field handed her a roll of anti-abortion stickers and told her that she might like to stick them onto students’ course work before returning it after marking. My friend did not avail herself of that opportunity.

Peter Field knew about the trafficking gang and he knew the reasons why they ruined the life of Dave Nunn, one of the lecturers from the School of English, after Dave Nunn had a breakdown. Dave Nunn subsequently became one of the Disappeared during the run up to the Waterhouse Inquiry. See previous posts. Perhaps Field could shed light on this.

Although it was known that there was no support for students who wanted to keep babies if they became pregnant – indeed according to Fiona Woolmer’s Advice For Wimmin, some Depts were actually ordering students to leave UCNW immediately if they disclosed that they were pregnant – in 1983, one student in the Plant Biology Dept became pregnant and was treated very, very differently. She was treated exactly as everyone else should have been. She attended lectures but would have a kip in the junior common room if she needed; when she was very heavily pregnant, staff would arrange the furniture to ensure that she was comfortable and after she had the baby, Olivia, she took the baby into lectures and breast fed her on demand. Which was quite unusual for 1983 and very much at odds with the attitude shown towards other students.

At the time I thought that this student, Ruth Manion, was being treated more respectfully because she was a mature student – she was in her late 30s/early 40s – who did not allow herself to be kicked around like the younger students. Recently I have remembered a few things about Ruth Manion. She did not get on with a lot of the staff and some of them were downright rude about and to her. There was a bunfight in the zoology practical classes involving Ruth because she took issue with animal work. The demonstrators were ordered to pander to Ruth and pretend that creatures used in classes were not destroyed, although as one PhD student cheerily admitted to me ‘what she doesn’t know is that we chucked them all in the bin as soon as she left the lab.’ I’m not talking fluffy bunny rabbits here – they were cut up and chucked in the bin in the Pharmacology Dept at St George’s Hospital Medical School daily – the creatures in the zoology practicals at Bangor were weird little sea creatures. The Animal Liberation Front were not so concerned with their fate, but Ruth Manion was. There were bunnies and bigger mammals used for research at Bangor at the time, but they were secreted from view in the Animal House and were used for ‘research’ by the biochemists at Bangor who were working in collaboration with the Top Docs at Ysbytyt Gwynedd. There were no complaints at all about that from Ruth Manion or anyone else.

Ruth Manion had ended up as a student in the Dept of Plant Biology after she clashed with the Dept of Agriculture in a very big way in her first year. The Agri Dept was famously dysfunctional, was peopled by absolute bastards and grossly incompetent bastards at that, who conducted vicious personal attacks on students (see post ‘Not Seen Since The 80s – Carwyn’). Mary Wynch had been working as a secretary in the Agri Dept when Dafydd and the gang had her arrested and unlawfully imprisoned. Not one of them supported Mary, even when her case made legal history and she was headline news a few years later. The Agri Dept had its own farm at Aber, which was a standing joke among local farmers in Gwynedd as well as the offspring of the landowners who enrolled for Agri degrees at UCNW, because College Farm went bankrupt. It was bailed out by UCNW, rebranded as University Farm because that sounded grander and also because students could be openly heard mocking ‘College Farm’ while doing imitations of J.B. Owen, the tosser of the Head of the Agri Dept. A few years later, University Farm went bankrupt again. The locals absolutely howled with laughter.

Years later, two farmers in the Ogwen Valley told me that Prof J.B. Owen was the problem and that he was nasty, spiteful, grossly incompetent and furthermore was Of Dafydd’s Gang. J.B. Owen was from a landowning family on Anglesey and his forebears had donated the money which founded the Agri Dept at UCNW. He wasn’t in post when Dafydd arrested Mary; J.B. Owen was Called Home from Aberdeen University (see previous posts) as the distress flare was sent up in the wake of Mary beginning litigation.

While all this was happening, Richard Howarth, the Prof of Agricultural Economics, was appointed as an adviser to Thatcher’s Gov’t. Howarth disappeared without trace in the mid-1990s, as the Waterhouse Inquiry approached. See previous posts.

Professor Wynn Humphrey Davies, the old boy who spent much of his career at Imperial College after graduating from UCNW in the Dark Ages and who came from Liberal Party Royalty (see post ‘I Told You I Was Trouble’), served as Chairman of the Finance Committee at UCNW for 23 years, including throughout the serial bankruptcies of the Agri Dept’s farm, so Wynn must have been one of those who was nodding through the millions to bail out the Agri Dept. UCNW was known to have had very serious financial problems for many, many years. The Treasurer of UCNW for eons until he died a few years ago was Elwyn Jones, a bent solicitor from Bangor. Elwyn Jones was a twat of the highest order, he spent most of his time at Bangor Golf Club with the other paedophiles’ friends while his clients were fitted up by Dafydd’s gang. Elwyn Jones did provide an excellent service to one client though – the woman who fleeced F and hijacked his baby.

Elwyn had been her lawyer for years and knew her family. I saw the letters that Elwyn wrote to F and the fallacious allegations within, as well as the constant demands for money, although Elwyn Jones knew that F had been left destitute. As F sat in Ysbyty Gwynedd penniless – he was admitted to the psych ward by Tony Francis because of the concern that the stress would exacerbate his long-standing illness, or at least that was the cover-story – he received a demand from Elwyn and his client that F should sell the only thing that he still owned, a second hand car that he had purchased at the request of his former partner when she became pregnant. After the car was duly flogged, F heard no more. The demands for money began just after F married again when Elwyn began demanding money from F’s new wife… Elwyn was told to fuck off.

Elwyn Jones was the son of another Bangor solicitor and the former Labour MP for Conwy, another Elwyn Jones, but a Sir Elwyn Jones. Not to be confused with another crooked solicitor of a paedophiles’ friends, the Elwyn Jones of a previous era who became the Attorney General, Lord Elwyn-Jones. See previous posts for info on the two bent Elwyn Jones’s. Elwyn Jones the son of Sir Elwyn, as opposed to Lord Elwyn, shared a practice in Bangor with David Jones, the Freemason and at present the Tory MP for Clwyd West, who when he was young, worked as a solicitor in Ruthin, in the same practice as the loyal paedophiles’ friend Ieuan Wyn Jones. Ruthin is the nearest town to Denbigh. Ieuan Wyn Jones was born in Denbigh and his dad was a Nonconformist Minister in the area. David Jones’s wife is an Angel and both David and the Angel are opposed to abortion! Cameron appointed David Jones Secretary of State for Wales when Cameron was organising the Review and whitewash of the Waterhouse Inquiry by Lady Justice Julia Macur. See post ‘The Right Honourable David Jones MP’ for more info on David Jones and his network of paedophiles’ friends.

 

I now realise that Ruth Manion will have gained knowledge of some sort of wrongdoing at UCNW and because she was a woman to make a fuss – a REAL fuss, not just polite complaints a la the monsters Baker and Brown – when she became pregnant, people were very, very careful how they treated her. By the time that Ruth was pregnant, she was a student in the Plant Biology Dept where D.G.E. Wood’s wife Chris Wood worked as a senior lecturer. Furthermore, one of the Profs in the Dept of Plant Biology was Peter Greig-Smith, who knew the Cambridge botanist Prof Edred Henry Corner, who was Douglas Hurd’s uncle (see post ‘Additional Security Measures’). Hurd was one of those in Thatcher’s Cabinet who was concealing the crime in north Wales. Greig-Smith’s son, another Peter, was a Top Doc in Liverpool, another branch of Dafydd’s Empire Of Crime.

It has been suggested to me that the stick that Ruth Manion was wielding was her knowledge of what was happening to me, but I suspect that she uncovered crap in the Agri Dept before she ever knew me. The Agri Dept had some sort of connection with the 5th Lord Kenyon, Lloyd Tyrell-Kenyon, who for decades was the President of UCNW and whose son Thomas was caught sexually abusing a boy in care in north Wales but who faced no charges. Thomas subsequently made allegations of theft against the boy, who was sent to a detention centre. Thomas died of HIV/AIDS in 1993, just weeks apart from his dad. Lord Kenyon was, among many, many other things: a Director of Lloyds Bank; Chairman of Clwyd Health Authority; a Flintshire County Councillor; a member of the North Wales Police Authority; the most senior Freemason in north Wales… See post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’. Lord Kenyon had ‘interests in agriculture and health’.

No-one was going to tangle with Ruth Manion when she fell out with the Agri Dept. After clashing with J.B Owen, Ruth Manion was rescued by Prof John Harper, the other Prof in the Dept of Plant Biology, who recommended that she change course and join the Plant Biology Dept. John Harper was a plant population biologist. So I was intrigued to find that after the paedophiles’ friend in heavy camouflage, Prof Eric Sunderland, became Principal of UCNW in 1984 when the paedophiles in distress sent up yet more flares, he co-authored with John Harper. See previous posts. Eric Sunderland was a social anthropologist and he and Harper worked really hard to find a way of combining their research interests to produce that paper. These days cross-disciplinary research is encouraged, but even now, social scientists and ecologists have only recently begun working together. Eric and Harper might have been changing the academic landscape, but they only did it once, in that paper and no-one noticed anyway.

I was told by a retired biologist from Bangor a few years ago that John Harper was a fraud and plagiarised nearly all of his work from his PhD students and post docs. So who’s work was ripped off by two paedophiles’ friends in senior positions at UCNW then?

The father of Ruth Manion’s baby was a post-doc in the Dept of Zoology called Daniel. After the baby was born, Daniel landed a really plum job out in I think Egypt, when such jobs were virtually impossible to get. Ruth stayed in north Wales for a while and then left the area.

Ruth’s baby Olivia was born with a displaced hip and was operated on as a newborn. Once again, those Top Docs who treated everyone like turds were very, very nice to Ruth. It won’t have made them competent surgeons, but Ruth won’t have been in any position to assess their clinical skills; the point was that they kept smiles on their faces and civil tongues in their heads in front of Ruth, there was no screaming at her to withdraw her complaints or telling her that they felt like throwing her down the stairs.

This all took place in the University of which Carlo was Chancellor. Young women students sent into the hands of an abortionist who was known to be so dodgy that their lives were at risk.

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Where does this leave the wisdom of Laurens van der Post?

 

Although women with money in north Wales were able to access abortion on demand from the dangerous sleazebag in Chester, women without money could not, under any circumstances. If they did request an NHS abortion, as explained in recent posts, they were sent to Denbigh to be ‘assessed’ by Dafydd. After which they would still be refused an abortion, no matter what they agreed to do with him. So where did those babies go? I know that some were forcibly and illegally removed from their mothers and handed over for adoption, but there are huge numbers left unaccounted for.

Westminster Gov’ts knew that this was happening. Abortion and birth statistics have been compiled for years and indeed I have recently found the abortion stats for England and Wales from 1971 onward, in ‘The Guardian’  Political Almanac 1993/4 that I purchased recently when I was rooting around in a second hand bookshop. My, that book brought back memories and there are a few interesting things in there. However, the figures for abortions in England and Wales since 1971 were not broken down, only combined figures were provided. Yet Gov’t data sets will have the broken down figures and it will have been known that there were no NHS abortions being performed in north Wales, throughout the 1970s and the 80s. Ministers in every political party will have known it and certainly all politicians with any responsibilities for Wales or the NHS will have known. It will have been why the famously anti-abortion Ann Widdecombe, who knew bugger all about north Wales and cared even less, targeted Anglesey as a suitable seat when she was seeking nomination as a Tory Parliamentary candidate (see post ‘Doris Karloff – Honest About Her Expenses But Not Much Else’). All the County Councillors across north Wales will have known it as well, including this superannuated Blair’s babe who was elected for Conwy in May 1997, as the Waterhouse Inquiry insulted the victims of Dafydd’s gang:

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Not only is Betty a former Gwynedd County Councillor and the former Mayor of Arfon, but she was born in the St David’s Laundry in Bangor (see post ‘The BMA And It’s Ethics’). Betty are you sure that your mum was the person whom you thought that she was, what with all that abducting of babies in the St David’s Laundry? Betty trained with the best paedophiles’ friends at the Normal College, Bangor. Betty subsequently worked in a community centre and for Christian Aid. Betty refused to respond to constituents who told her that they had been abused by the mental health services in north Wales.

The Brothers Grimm knew about the ‘no abortions unless you had over the filthy lucre to the filthy man in Chester’ policy:

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They all bloody well knew.

 

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‘Is the coast clear of those elderly paedophiles yet, is it safe to sneak out of school and go and buy some ciggies?’

 

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Top Doctors in other parts of the UK will have been fully aware of what their colleagues in north Wales were up to, particularly Top Doctors working in Obs and Gynae and Paeds. While I was rooting around in the bookshop where I found ‘The Guardian’ Political Almanac 1993/4, I found another volume by a Top Doc of yesteryear – Dr Hugh Jolly. People who had children in the 1970s will never forget dear old Hugh Jolly, star of TV and radio. Hugh Jolly was the Top Doc to go to at that time in terms of advice re pregnancy, birth and child care. Jolly took over from Benjamin Spock, the guru of the previous generation.

I purchased – for £1 – Jolly’s ‘Book Of Child Care’ (1975), ‘a complete guide for today’s parents’, published by Sphere Books Ltd, of Gray’s Inn Road, London. The book came highly recommended by ‘Women’s Weekly’ – who described Dr Jolly as ‘England’s leading paediatrician – as well as ‘The Times’. There’s a nice photo of Hugh on the back cover, looking pompous but almost approachable, wearing a bow tie and what Viz magazine would call an ‘insincere smile’.

I had a quick flick through the volume and I was glad to find that Hugh was full of sensible advice, reassuring parents not to freak out about nudity, masturbation or other infant habits which can elicit over-reactions. Hugh does however warn his readers that children need to be warned about child molesters and thus one must tell them that they must ‘never accept lifts or go off with strangers because a few mentally ill people wish to harm little children’.

 

 

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Christ, here’s another one on the horizon, backs against the wall lads…


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Hugh Jolly died in March 1986, two months before Oliver Brooke, the Professor of Paediatrics at St George’s Hospital Medical School was jailed for the possession of child porn. Ollie was a key figure in the pan-European paedophile ring of which Dafydd et al in north Wales/Cheshire were a part. Many of Ollie’s colleagues at St George’s knew what he was doing and some of them assisted him.

The Royal College of Physicians ‘Lives Of The Fellows Online’ tells us that Hugh Jolly ‘was born in the Isle of Man, where his father was a Reverend Canon…Hugh was educated at Marlborough College and Sydney Sussex College, Cambridge, where he was in the water polo team, before proceeding to the London Hospital. He used to recall that even as a student he was fascinated by paediatrics, so much so that he would run the two miles from his teaching hospital to the Queen Elizabeth Hospital for Children, Hackney, in order to arrive for the rounds on time – chewing sandwiches on the way.

Children in Hackney were targeted by organised abuse gangs as long ago as the 1950s and during the 1970s and 80s they were sent to children’s homes in north Wales and then trafficked back down to London (see post ‘Apocalypse Now’ and ‘The Bodies Beneath Canary Wharf’). The Top Docs of the London Hospital knew what was happening.

[Jolly] qualified…in 1942. This was during the 1939-45 war and post-qualification jobs had to be few before joining the Services. Hugh’s were at the London [Hospital]. He then joined the RAMC, serving in the United Kingdom, Normandy and North West Europe; ending his service with the rank of captain and dermatologist to the Allied Forces in the Netherland East Indies, a speciality he quoted as being invaluable in his subsequent career.

After the war he renewed his acquaintance with paediatrics as house physician to Wilfrid Sheldon, later Sir Wilfrid, the first Royal paediatrician, at the Hospital for Sick Children, Great Ormond Street. There was immediate empathy between them and they shared an enthusiasm for a clearer understanding of children’s illnesses, as well as a sense of humour and a lifelong love of gardening.

Hugh Jolly realized that to be a ‘whole’ paediatrician he needed a knowledge of paediatric surgery and at considerable personal and financial sacrifice (he was poor in those days) he opted to postpone promotion and become a house surgeon at the same hospital before climbing the usual medical ladder to senior registrar. In November 1951 he was appointed consultant in Plymouth; the first full-time paediatrician in an area which included large parts of Devon and Somerset as well as the whole of Cornwall. There were only part-time paediatricians in Taunton and Truro, between Bristol and Land’s End. For the first three months he elected to become a ‘resident’ again, at the Children’s Hospital, Cincinatti. Back in Plymouth, only a man of his enormous energy could have achieved so much. His new ‘cubicalized’ ward attracted innumerable admiring visitors, even from abroad. He broke the isolation of children in hospital by encouraging parents to live in with their children, as well as by daily visiting.

 

A Top Doctor Who Knew About The Horrors In North Wales Who Was Elected As A Labour MP For Plymouth In 1966, Retaining The Seat Until He Went To The Lords In April 1992, Days Before The Brighton Firebomb Killed Five Witnesses To The North Wales Child Abuse Scandal:

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Hugh made over 400 domiciliary visits annually, always with the general practitioner (the limit for payment was 200 visits), and he found time to visit prisoners in Princetown gaol to talk to the pre-release groups about the problems they would have to face on return to family life, and also to understand better the criminal mind.

During his first 10 years as a consultant he attended a vast number of medical meetings, where he always made penetrating and usually apposite remarks. In later years they were often more controversial. At this time he also managed to be honorary secretary of the paediatric section of the Royal Society of Medicine. There were no motorways to London then, so he travelled by car in the small hours. He infuriated his junior staff by doing a full ward round at about 4 a.m, with only the frightened night sister, before leaving for London. When the juniors came on duty at the normal time they had to sort out the myriad instructions left by ‘the boss’. They got their own back: Jolly crept in for his usual morning round, but this time he found his whole staff standing strictly to attention in starched white coats, or nurse’s uniforms.

I knew people who worked as Angels, including paediatric Angels, in the West Country in those days. I heard a great deal about the criminal wrongdoing in the NHS similar to that which prevailed in north Wales, but it seems to have been on a smaller scale in the West Country. It was however most definitely there and the people involved had links to Dafydd et al in north Wales.

Small wonder that in 1960 he was invited to join Doyne Bell at Charing Cross Hospital, London. In 1965 he became paediatrician in charge at Charing Cross, a post he retained until he retired in 1983. He turned his energies to the handicapped, and the child development centre at Charing Cross is a fitting memorial. He was also medical adviser to the Chailey Heritage Hospital. Generations of medical students flocked to his ward rounds and outpatients, as indeed did swarms of visitors – including many from overseas.

From 1961-62 he was seconded as professor of child health to University College, Ibadan, Nigeria. This fired his interest in the child health problems of the developing world, which continued until his death.

Jolly was probably the most widely travelled paediatrician. He would often suggest alterations to the running of a service which were clearly common sense, but sometimes his enthusiasm to improve a situation blinded him to local difficulties so that his efforts were counterproductive. Not surprisingly, his ideas would either be so welcome that he was invited to return or the reaction would be ‘Never again!’

Hugh was particularly welcome in Australia where he was a member of the Panel of Assessors, National Health and Medical Research Council, as well as adviser to ‘Parents’ Centres’ and the Nursing Mothers’ Association. His views on bereavement were movingly set out in a broadcast in Sydney in 1977 and later published: ‘Loss of a baby’, Aust.Paediatr. J. March 1978.

In the UK, there is still no support for parents who have lost a baby.

He examined abroad at the Universities of Benin and Nsukka, Nigeria; at Singapore and Riyadh, and at home for the Universities of Glasgow, Liverpool and London, as well as for the MRCP and DCH. As always, he demanded high standards which earned him a hawkish reputation, Other appointments included the Tropical Medicine Research Board, Medical Research Council, the advisory council of the British Society of Music Therapy, the editorial board of Excerpta Medica, the Bureau of Overseas Medical Service, the Down’s Children Association, the National Association for Hospital Play Staff, Nuclear Weapons FREEZE, Family Planning Association, Exploring Parenthood, and the Institute for Social Inventions – all examples of his catholic interest in wide areas of child care which was reflected in his departments both in Plymouth and at Charing Cross. Psychiatrists, psychologists and play therapists (Hugh was one of the first to introduce the latter) cooperated with him to establish a free and happy atmosphere where previously the rigidity of departments geared to adults had been the rule.

His first book, Sexual precocity, Springfield,111.,Thomas, 1955, gave the clearest understanding of the problem at that time and was a culmination of his thesis for MD Cantab, which won him the coveted Raymond Horton Smith prize. There followed a succession of books and articles, nearly all written in the small hours – sleep hardly seemed necessary. His student textbook Diseases of children, Oxford, Blackwell, first appeared in 1964; the fifth edition, in collaboration with M Levene, appeared in 1985 only shortly before his death. Its universal popularity speaks for its clarity and explains why it was translated into other languages. Even more widely successful was his Book of child care, London, Allen and Unwin, 1975, which ran to four editions and appeared in six other languages. His regular column in The Times during the 1970s culminated in collected articles (c.1973) entitled Common sense about babies and children, London, Unwin Paperbacks, 1983 and More common sense about babies, London, Pelham (also Sphere), 1978. Two new books appeared the year before he died: The First five years and The Grandparents’ handbook, London, Pagoda Books, 1985. In his later years he concentrated on bereavement and greatly influenced obstetricians, paediaticians and general practitioners to react more sympathetically to parents of stillbirths and miscarriages.

I’m not sure how Hugh Jolly influenced them because it is acknowledged that the treatment of such parents is still usually fairly brutal.

He also drew attention to the problem of the dying child. It was not surprising that the British Paediatric Association elected him an honorary member in 1985. He was also an honorary member of the section of paediatrics of the Royal Society of Medicine.

Through his numerous writings in medical and lay journals, and in newpapers, and by his appearances on television and his talks on radio, Hugh sought to establish a wider understanding of his patients: of their health, their behaviour, their illnesses and anxieties. This naturally involved parents and he was never happier than when talking through their difficulties. As a parent, it is unpleasant to hear oneself upbraided, but Jolly never spared the feelings of others if he believed he was acting in the best interests of his patient, whether the latter be newly born or a tyrannical teenager. He recognized that this upset parents, even to anger, but he would argue passionately in defence of his stance.

Translates as: ‘An absolute turd who lied about his own expertise and achievements, colluded with and concealed abuse and malpractice and utilised the time honoured method of blaming the patients.

 

Other media friendly Top Docs of the 1970s and 80s will have known of the abattoir in north Wales/Cheshire, including the star of the Mirror’s and ‘TV Times’ magazine’s ‘Dear Miriam’ pages, which so entertained Brown’s brother when he was a teenager:

 

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That’s the Auntie Miriam of Baroness Oona of Diversity and Blair:

 

Oona King

 

For information on Miriam’s links with those who ran the cesspit in north Wales and how she helped to keep it out of the media, see post ‘Comedies Of Menace’. For details of Baroness Oona and her extensive network of Wimmin and People With Radical Consciences, see post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’

 

The impossibility of accessing NHS abortions in north Wales had another consequence that showed up as a statistical outlier by the 1990s, after pregnant women and their families began to resist the pressure from Top Docs to be ‘assessed’ at Denbigh by Dafydd – a very high rate of one parent families. ‘The Guardian’ Political Almanac 1993/4 tells us that the 1991 census showed that Arfon (the area of Gwynedd which includes Bangor and Caernarfon, but excludes Anglesey, the Llyn and south Gwynedd) was among the 20 local authorities in England and Wales with the highest proportion of one parent families. The figure for Arfon was exactly the same as the figure for Bradford and all other local authorities in the ‘Top 20′ were inner city areas known for social-economic disadvantage. Arfon is in rural north Wales, with a completely different linguistic and cultural profile. It sticks out like a sore thumb, of course people will have noticed.

Could this be why good sociologists were so unwelcome at Bangor University? Sociologists who could understand data sets and ask the right questions about the glaring anomalies, rather than just spout crap about Wimmin, Diversity and Equality?

Cardiff and Swansea featured in the Top 20 of Shame and Scroungers as well. All other local authorities in the Top 20 have now been revealed to have had a problem with grooming and trafficking gangs. Of course that could never have been the case in Cardiff, Swansea and Arfon, all those investigations and inquiries looked for the evidence but there was none, no evidence at all.

In 1992, the Welsh Office under John Major’s Gov’t published The Patient’s Charter for Wales (in April); the Parent’s Charter For Wales (in Sept) and the Tenants’ Charter for Wales (in Sept). The Secretary of State for Wales at the time was David Hunt, who did everything possible to collude with and conceal the crimes of Dafydd and the gang. The deaths of Empowered Service Users, the abuse of kids in care and Empowered Service Users living in accommodation so bad that someone in Llanberis was reputed to be living in a cave continued apace after the publication of the Charters.

The Angel who was the key worker for the Empowered Service User who was living a cave near Llanberis was a man called Jed (or Ged).

‘We didn’t know.’

 

‘The Guardian’ Political Almanac 1993/4 also contained some data sets concerning the historical clear-up rates for different police forces in England and Wales. In 1979, the North Wales Police had one of the best clear up rates! However did they manage that when Dafydd’s gang had such a grip on the region that in 1978 a respectable middle aged university secretary was arrested, illegally imprisoned, banged up in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh for a year and none of the very serious white collar criminals involved ever stood trial? Clues as to the origins of the exemplary performance of the North Wales Police can be found in my post ‘Top Of The Cops’.

 

The Top Docs are being skilfully edited when they are interviewed in the media at the moment. Yesterday’s guest on Desert Island Discs was the neurosurgeon Henry Marsh, who was gushed over by the hideous Scottish woman who presents that programme. Henry trotted out his Media Narrative – I’ve heard it many times before, Henry has it well-rehearsed. He went to Oxford to do PPE, wasn’t happy, had an ill fated fling with an older lady, had a nervous breakdown, went into therapy at the hands of the Top Docs in Oxford and gosh were they good, Henry made a splendid recovery, landed a job as a porter in a hospital – one of the Top Docs got him the job – and Henry’s utter brilliance was spotted by a surgeon there who invited him into the theatre to watch surgery and at that point everyone realised that Henry Had To Be A Neurosurgeon. Thus it came to pass. As he reassured the Scottish gusher that he wasn’t an arrogant grandiose bastard, Henry selected a couple of Ry Cooder tracks along with the classical music to let us know that he was Down With The Kids. Henry did mention in passing that the problem with Top Docs earning big salaries is that some of them, just the odd few, can become corrupted. It’s not a big problem in the UK though, because they don’t earn enough for that to be happening.

At no point did Henry mention where he now teaches. Henry Marsh teaches at St George’s. Henry did fess up to working at the Atkinson Morley Hospital many moons ago, but he failed to explain that he has spent most of his career at the Atkinson Morley, which was the neurosurgical hospital attached to St George’s. Henry worked at the Atkinson Morley when I worked at St George’s and they were colluding with Dafydd’s gang and still facilitating the massive ring of which Ollie Brooke had been a major part just three years previously.

Professor Tom Burns, now of Oxford University, working alongside Bangor’s own Mindfulness guru Professor Mark Williams who previously worked with Dafydd and the gang (see post ‘The Biggest Expert Of The Lot), worked at the Atkinson Morley in 1990, when I told him what Dafydd et al were doing. Tom Burns told me face to face that he believed me, that he knew that this was going on, that ‘psychiatry attracts disturbed people’ and it was a big problem. Tom then wrote to Nicky Mitchell-Heggs, the corrupt Occupational Health physician at St George’s and told him that he thought that I had a paranoid personality disorder. In Dec 1991, when Tony and Sadie Francis had me arrested on the basis of their perjury, unbeknown to me Mitchell-Heggs contacted Burns to ask for his ‘help’, but he refused, saying that he ‘had nothing to offer’ me. Burns was outed as an abusive psychiatrist in a fly on the wall Channel 4 documentary not long after I left St George’s and not long after that Burns joined the merry crew at Oxford’s Dept of Psychiatry.

Tom Burns is a Gov’t adviser and he was responsible for the introduction of Community Treatment Orders, which have been imposed on thousands of people who are being forcibly injected with anti-psychotic medication in the comfort of their own homes, if, deemed necessary, while being held down by police officers. Burns was told when he came up with his stroke of genius that this would be the result and he sneered heartily at the suggestion that Top Docs and Angels would ever do such things. Burns has recently admitted that CTOs ‘have not worked as I expected’ and he’s asking for them to be scrapped. They won’t be, because they are bloody well there now and ooh they play an important role in the treatment of loonies who Stop Their Medication.

I have received info telling me that my private meeting with Burns in 1990 was filmed by the security services. Because of Ollie Brooke, MI5 had the whole of St George’s wired. They have footage of me giving Burns the full details of my encounters with Dafydd et al and Burns snapping at me ‘You think I don’t believe you? You think I’m an idiot don’t you? I do believe you, I know that it is going on…’

Then bloody well make a statement about it Burns, because a linked ring was operating in your own place of work. Witnesses and children were murdered.

See previous posts for full details of my Tom Burns Experiences.

I have no idea whether Henry Marsh was one of those colluding with the gangs, but he knew that his colleagues were not behaving as they should. He worked at St George’s throughout the Chamberlain-Pearce Scandal, throughout the Stuart Campbell Scandal and throughout the Rashmi Varma Scandal… (See eg. post ‘Now Then…’) All these were big, big cases involving research fraud, criminal misconduct, patient harm, all at St George’s within a few short years of each other. One of Henry Marsh’s neurosurgeon colleagues from Atkinson Morley used to pop over to visit the lab at St George’s where I worked. He was friends with my former colleague, the dreadful Deb Everard, who was concealing the criminal malpractice in the Obs and Gynae Dept (see previous posts)…

But what could be expected? The Dean/Principal of St George’s was Sir William Asscher, who was headhunted from the University Hospital Cardiff, after Ollie Brooke was jailed and the previous Dean deposed. Asscher had spent his whole career in Cardiff concealing George Thomas’s offending in south Wales and Dafydd and the gang in north Wales. Which is why he was called to help out at Paedophilia Grande in south London when disaster hit. See previous posts.

Desert Island Discs informed us that Henry Marsh’s stint as a porter took place at a hospital in the north east of England, the region which fed staff and children in care to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. He then bagged a place to read medicine at the Royal Free in Hampstead, another stronghold of Dafydd’s mates and the hospital where Stuart Goddard aka Adam Ant was so appallingly treated that his mates got him out of there into a private hospital. Adam tried to talk to the media about the Royal Free, but a court order from a Top Doctor soon stopped that on the grounds that Adam didn’t know his own mind…

Duncan Orme kick-started his career in NHS management after doing all those favours for Dafydd and the traffickers with a training place at the Royal Free back in the 1980s…

So Henry Marsh has dropped in on all of Dafydd’s mates during his education and career. Henry Marsh may not be Of Dafydd, but he definitely knows about him.

 

The chaos in the Labour Party continues. They’ve been holding their conference in Liverpool and Dawn Butler, the Shadow Secretary of State for Wimmin and Equalities, made a speech in which she hailed the Militant-dominated Liverpool City Council of the 1980s, for ‘standing up to Thatcher and refusing to accept rate capping.’ They did indeed refuse to set a rate Dawn, but had the City Council not been part of Dafydd’s Crime Empire (see post ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’) and colluding with the trafficking gang, they could have brought Thatcher down by grassing up Peter Morrison and Jimmy Savile, who were personal friends of hers. Degsy knew about the gang (see post ‘I Warn You…’), Eric and Doris Heffer knew about the gang, John Hamilton knew about the gang, all the Militant Councillors knew about them. Liverpool sent children and vulnerable people to homes in north Wales and exported their drug addicts there as well. The gang also abused kids in institutions in Liverpool, including schools, children’s homes, hospitals and prisons. They ran the city. See previous posts.

When Degsy and two other Liverpool City Councillors were done for financial corruption in 1993, the trial was held in Mold Crown Court and the Presiding judge was Sir Ronnie Waterhouse. Waterhouse ordered the jury to acquit Degsy and pals. The trial was part of a much bigger police operation into civic corruption in Liverpool which collapsed because of the acquittals. See previous posts.

The family of the former Labour MP for Bootle, Michael Carr, might not agree with Dawn Butler that Militant created a paradise on Merseyside. Michael Carr was democratically elected after fighting Militant. Militant ran Walton Hospital, along with Dafydd’s mates. Michael Carr was in office for only 57 days before he died in 1990. He died after seeking help, twice, from Walton Hospital, after suffering a heart attack. Carr was told that he was just anxious, told to make an appointment to see his GP, put in a taxi and sent home. He died shortly afterwards. The conduct of the staff of Walton Hospital was considered to have justified criminal charges against them. The prosecution was blocked by the then DPP, Dame Barbara Mills, the sister-in-law of David Mills, who was married to Tessa Jowell. For the full details of Michael Carr’s slaying for spilling the pints of the paedophile gang, see post ‘News From Sicily’.

Michael Carr died in July 1990. In the middle of the North Wales Police investigation into the possible existence of a paedophile ring in north Wales and Cheshire. It was in July 1990 that four members of the Arfon Community Mental Health Team – two of whom had never met me – perjured themselves in Chester Court in an attempt to have me imprisoned. Fourteen charges against me were thrown out when it was clear that those giving evidence had lied repeatedly. There was no investigation into the perjury. The Court and judge were changed at the last minute and my barrister wasn’t told. She was sent to the wrong court. Documents now in my possession demonstrate that Gwynedd County Council knew about the change of venue and judge well in advance and a handwritten note was sent to the Arfon perjurers by the County Council’s lawyers – most probably by the crooked lawyer Ron Evans, who it is evident from my documents had worked for months to fit me up – providing them with instructions as how to get to the right court. They were also told to introduce themselves to the clerk of the court who would be expecting them and would tell them what to say and do in court and show them the affidavits with which they had to ‘familiarise themselves’. Which suggests that they hadn’t see those affidavits before, which they had sworn and signed a few days previously. For full details and names of the perjurers, as well as the corrupt lawyers and barristers involved, see post ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’.

The Presiding judge – who, when the perjurers were caught red handed offered them more time to re-write their affidavits and bellowed at my barrister when she did finally arrive at the right court – was Justice John Roch, a mate of Sir Ronnie Waterhouse. Roch was rewarded for his services to an international trafficking gang by subsequently being appointed a Lord Justice of Appeal.

The Walton Hospital closed down years ago, but the staff were relocated to new hospitals, one of which was The Walton Centre. Which was where Nerys the Bangor sociologist who spilt the paedophiles’ pints back in the mid-1990s was told that there was ‘nothing that could be done’ by the Top Docs for her brain tumour and she died not long afterwards. At about the same time, a member of the trafficking gang developed a brain tumour and was treated by The Walton Centre. All the boats were pushed out and she made a full recovery. Dafydd’s mates ran The Walton Centre. See post ‘In Memoriam – Professor Robert Owen’.

It’s called Serious Organised Crime Dawn, they did not Bravely Stand Up To Thatch, they were gangsters who controlled the High Courts and they murdered people who got in their way.

 

The Baroness of Ely aka Eluned Morgan has got her hopes up with regard to her chances of becoming the next FM of Wales now that Mark Drakeford, the Hot Favourite, has encountered a bit of bad PR after his son was jailed for eight years for a violent rape (see post and comments following post ‘I Predict A Riot’). The Baroness has appeared in the media explaining that it would be outrageous if all the contenders were men. I think that it’s outrageous that all the contenders have colluded with and concealed a paedophile gang. The Baroness is telling everyone who will listen that she wants to be accepted on her own merits.

Readers who have been following this blog for a while will remember the source of entertainment that the Baroness provided some months ago. See previous posts.

Here’s a resume of the highlights of the Baroness who has made it on her own merits:

The Baroness’s dad was the Rev Bob Morgan, who was for years a South Glamorgan County Councillor and the Leader of the Labour group on the Council. Labour Councillors dominated South Glamorgan County Council. The Rev Bob, along with the rest of South Glamorgan County Council, ignored the abuse of children in care in south Wales and kept quiet about George Thomas’s assaults on children. The Rev Bob was involved with some charidee work with George Thomas. The Rev Bob was also one of the Councillors who gave the green light to the massive scam which was the development of Cardiff Bay, which transferred millions and millions of quid from the taxpayer into the pockets of a small number of already rich businessmen who were mates with Nicholas Edwards, Thatcher’s  Secretary Of State For Wales and of course Edwards himself. Other beneficiaries were the Councillors of South Glamorgan County Council. See post ‘Corruption Bay Special’.

After the Baroness pulled herself up by her own bootstraps by attending Atlantic College, she did a degree in European Studies at Hull University. There was a trafficking ring in the Hull area linked with the rings in north and south Wales. Prezza of the Two Jags served as the MP for Hull for years, including when the Baroness was at university there. Prezza was Deputy Leader of the Labour Party and Deputy PM.

After graduation, the Baroness worked as a researcher for S4C, Agenda TV and the BBC. S4C and the BBC knew about the organised abuse in Wales but didn’t mention a word, although they frequently invited Dafydd on TV as an ‘expert’ to give his opinion.

In 1990, the Baroness served as an intern in the European Parliament for the Socialist Group. When the Baroness bagged that post, Llew Smith was the Labour MEP for South Wales East. Llew stood down in 1994 because the Windbag’s wife wanted the job. Llew wasn’t on the streets though, because in 1992, he’d been elected as the Labour MP for Blaenau Gwent, succeeding Michael Foot. The Rev Bob will have heard of him. In 1994, the Windbag came over all European as well and was appointed the European Commissioner for Transport. The lives of Famille Windbag since then are European Gravy Train History.

The Windbag’s son is married to the PM of Demark and their daughter, like the Baroness, went to Atlantic College. The husband of the PM of Denmark tried to keep it quiet, but he was outed online. The Baroness sat on the governing body of Atlantic College.

In 1994 the Baroness Of Ely became the MEP for Mid and West Wales and being the prodigy that she is, when she took her seat, the Baroness was the youngest MEP in the European Parliament. For her maiden speech, the Baroness sung ‘I Did It My Way’. The Baroness was re-elected in 1999 and 2005.

The Baroness was also the Labour Party’s European spokesperson on Energy, Industry and Science. She was responsible for drafting the European Parliament’s response to the Energy Green Paper and also took the lead role in negotiating on behalf of the Parliament the revision of the Electricity Directive. The Baroness stood down at the 2009 European Parliament elections. On leaving the Parliament she worked as the Director of National Development for SSE in Wales (SWALEC) from 2009 to June 2013, where she was responsible for establishing the new SWALEC Smart Energy Centre in Treforest. She was appointed Chair of the Cardiff Business Partnership. The Baroness is unacquainted with the term ‘conflict of interest’.

In Nov 2010 it was announced that the Baroness was to join Lord and Lady Windbag of Outrageous Troughing and Nepotism in the Lords. By Nov 2010 there were loud demands from all quarters for the police to reopen the investigation into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal and for the cover-up which was the Waterhouse Inquiry to be reviewed.

In 2015 the Baroness was selected as a candidate for the 2016 Assembly election on the Mid and West Wales regional list. It’s great being on the regional list if everybody thinks that you’re a total idiot who has landed every position that you’ve ever got by being the Rev Bob’s daughter, because you don’t have to win an election to bag a seat.

 

The Baroness attended Atlantic College, which if it isn’t the most expensive public school in Wales, is the second most expensive. The Baroness stressed that she won a scholarship to Atlantic College. Scholarships to Atlantic College were available from South Glamorgan County Council, which was where the Baroness got hers from. When the Rev Bob led the Council.

The Baroness served on the Welsh Labour Party Executive for ten years and was appointed to the Welsh Assembly Advisory Group which was responsible for developing the standing orders of the National Assembly of Wales. She was a founding member of the Yes for Wales Cross Party group which campaigned for the Assembly to be established. So the Baroness created her own future job which certainly showed initiative, although I’m sure that she received a guiding hand from the Rev Bob.

The Baroness is a Fellow of Trinity College Carmarthen, which has long been run by the paedophiles’ friends and trained the Paedophile Of Ponty and S4C, John Owen (see post ‘Yet More Inglorious Bastards’). The Baroness is an Honorary Distinguished Professor and Fellow of Cardiff University. She was Chair of Live Music Now in Wales, a charidee which sends talented young musicians to care homes and special schools and demonstrates the transformational impact of music. Which must be the explanation for the low standards and constant abuse/neglect scandals in Wales’s care homes and special schools.

The Baroness is married to Rev Dr Rhys Jenkins who is a GP and also a non-stipendiary priest. So he concealed organised abuse in his capacity both as a Top Doctor and a Vicar. 

I won’t know whether to roll around laughing if the Baroness becomes FM or to metamorphose into this:

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The Public Inquiry into the ‘Tainted Blood’ Scandal has begun, to investigate how thousands of NHS patients were treated with blood products infected with Hep B, Hep C and in subsequent years, HIV. I haven’t had any time at all to research the background of those involved with the Inquiry, but if they want to save themselves a bit of time and bother, they’re welcome to read the posts that I wrote about it months ago.

The first problems began when Dr Death was a junior Minister in the DHSS. He knew that the NHS was using blood which was likely to be infected and talked about the importance of addressing the problem, but being Dr Death, he had far more important things to prioritise, like trying to become PM. The problem became far, far more serious under Thatcher’s Gov’t, because by then HIV had hit the US and people infected with HIV sold their blood, which was then purchased by the UK NHS. Thatch was told that buying blood products from the US was very, very dangerous because they were known to be infected. She ignored everyone on the grounds that buying blood products from the US was cheaper than keeping the UK MRC lab open, which was screening and treating blood products. The MRC lab was shut, infected blood was purchased from the US and thousands of people in the UK were given infected blood. Everyone knew that it was happening, including the Top Docs. No-one was told because we’re not allowed to Talk Down The NHS. The Tory junior Minister most culpable was Lord Simon Glenarthur, who was later a Director of the MDU. Ken Clarke was involved as well when he was at the DoH.

Get over it everyone, the Top Doctors have been given so much power that they kill people and no-one dares admit it was them wot did it. Simon Glenarthur was probably too thick to understand the very real danger of using infected blood products but the Top Docs knew exactly what was going to happen. They did not warn anyone. Thousands of people died.

I Predict A Riot

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

‘Yo, Blair, what are you doing?’

‘Whatever you are telling me to.’

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

‘We Are Wimmin, We Are Strong’

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But the Windbag’s Wimmin Are Fruity!

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Anyone for preventing child sexual abuse?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

Sounds like another great big Eton mess…

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

Would you know anything about why this was Ann Clwyd?

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

Yma O Hyd!

 

Dafydd Iwan

 

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

Jesus Christ.

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

 

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

 

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

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

Tan yn Llyn

Beth am gynnau tan fel y tan yn Llyn?

(Why not light a fire like the fire in the Llyn?)

Tan, Tan, Tan, Tan

(Fire, Fire, Fire, Fire)

As sung by Plethyn

The lines above are from a song about the Penyberth Fire on 8 Sept 1936. Saunders Lewis, D.J. Williams and the Rev Lewis Valentine set fire to the RAF bombing school in Pen Llyn, in what is now Gwynedd, to draw attention to the crisis in the Welsh language and to highlight their beliefs in pacifism. The men were three of the main figures of Plaid Genedlaethol Cymru (The National Party of Wales), now known as Plaid and were intent on damaging the property of the bombing school.

This action has come to be seen as a significant one in the history of the Welsh language. Opposition to the presence of the bombing school in Pen Llŷn was widespread in Wales at the time. Many objected on pacifist and environmental grounds but for Lewis, Williams and Valentine, the school represented the oppression of the English over the Welsh and the imposition of English warmongering and violence on the peaceful Welsh countryside.

All three were notable members of the Party, but they were frustrated at Plaid Cymru’s failure to act since the RAF had announced their intentions in August 1935 and they therefore decided to take matters into their own hands.

Having confessed their crime at Pwllheli Police Station, Lewis, Williams and Valentine were put on trial at Caernarfon on 13 October 1936. The jury were unable to reach a decision and the trial was transferred to the Old Bailey in London, where the three men were sentenced to nine months in prison.

The ‘Fire in Llŷn’ aroused strong feelings. By the time of the second trial in London, Saunders Lewis had been dismissed by his employers at University College, Swansea.  This, the decision to move the case to London and the judge’s scornful treatment of the case at the Old Bailey angered many in Wales.

Following their release from prison on 27 August 1937, Lewis, Williams and Valentine were greeted at Caernarfon pavilion by a crowd of around 12,000.  Such displays of support were seen across Wales, demonstrating the impact the event had on contemporaries, particularly the Welsh-speaking community.

The fire at Pen Llyn made Saunders, Valentine and Williams three of Wales’ most notable political activists.

 

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Saunders Lewis was an academic at what is now Swansea University. Lewis taught Rhodri Morgan’s parents and when Rhodri Morgan’s father began working at Swansea University, Saunders Lewis was one of his senior colleagues. By the mid-1950s, when Dr Dafydd Alun Jones was a medical student at Liverpool University, he was involved with Plaid and Welsh nationalist activism and had forged links with Irish Nationalists to advance this cause (see post ‘A Network Stretching Back Decades?) It was Dafydd who was on hand to record Saunders Lewis’s 1962 ‘Tynged yr Iaith’ speech, the speech which led to the formation of Cymdeithas yr Iaith (the Welsh Language Society). Like Dafydd, Saunders Lewis was a Liverpool graduate. Saunders Lewis was President of Plaid Cymru, 1926-39.

Saunders Lewis was preceded as President of Plaid by Lewis Valentine, who served as Plaid’s first President, 1926-39. Lewis Valentine was born near Conwy and began studying at UCNW but his studies were curtailed by WWI. Valentine became a Baptist Minister, was involved in the Baptist Church across north Wales and edited the Baptist magazine Seren Gomer, 1951-75. In July 1971, Dafydd gave a wonderful speech to the Annual Meeting of the Welsh Baptist Union in which he told them that learning Bible verses as a child in Welsh could well save someone from ‘a serious moral collapse’ in later life (see post ‘A Serious Moral Collapse’). It was years ago that another Empowered Service User observed that Dafydd was the best straight man that he’d ever encountered, although I never worked out who the funny man was, because all the Top Docs who were facilitating the trafficking ring in north Wales played the straight man, they just weren’t as obviously mad as Dafydd, it was Dafydd who always managed to come out with the best lines.

What are the names of your witnesses?’ ‘I’m not going to tell you Dafydd.’ ‘Why not?’ ‘Because you’ll nobble them.’ ‘Don’t be so ridiculous.’

The witnesses were subsequently found dead.

 

Saunders Lewis was succeeded as President of Plaid by Professor J.E. Daniel, 1939-43; Daniel had previously served as Vice-President, 1931-35. J.E. Daniel was a theologian at the Bala-Bangor Theological College and also a schools inspector for north Wales. Daniel was born in Bangor, went to Friars School in Bangor and then Oxford University. J.E. Daniel was the father of Huw Daniel – the corrupt judge who, like his father, came from north Wales and went to Oxford – who was so looking forward to sending me to prison for a long stretch in 2004 on the basis of the perjury of Alun Davies, an NHS manager, a variety of Angels and others (see post ‘Interesting Happenings In The Legal System’).

 

Lewis Valentine died in March 1986; Saunders Lewis in Sept 1985; and D.J. Williams in Jan 1970. So Valentine and Lewis, who knew Dafydd and had links with UCNW, were still alive when Brown and I complained about Gwynne the lobotomist and received threats from Top Doctors in return. Gwynne was from Llandudno (near Conwy) himself and died just a few months after Lewis Valentine; they will have known each other. J.E. Daniel died in a road accident in Flintshire in 1962, but Dafydd will have known him and of course knows his bent judge of a son.

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My recent post ‘You Know I’m No Good…’ mapped some of the shenanigans in Plaid at the time of the Waterhouse Inquiry and in the aftermath. I had so much to cover in that blog post that I decided to hold my comments relating to one key Plaid figure on Anglesey over until a later post. I am talking about Ieuan Wyn Jones, who was the Plaid MP for Ynys Mon (Anglesey), 1987-01 and the AM for Ynys Mon, 1999-13. Ieuan Wyn Jones was Deputy FM, 2007-11 and served as the Leader of Plaid, 2000-12.

Ieuan Wyn Jones was forced to resign as Plaid President after Plaid’s poor showing in the Welsh Assembly elections in May 2003. He initially issued defiant statement, stating that ‘I’m a fighter not a quitter’, a statement popularised by Peter Mandelson, another politician who remained silent about the organised abuse/trafficking of vulnerable people, but the Party soon forced him to step down as President.

When Ieuan was first elected as the Plaid MP for Ynys Mon at the General Election in June 1987, it was a case of the General Election of High Stakes as a result of the opposition parties believing that there was everything to play for because of the unpopularity of Thatch. That General Election for me was characterised by Dafydd et al laying careful plans in the weeks before to frame me for a serious crime and then attempting to put their plan into action days after Thatch was returned as PM (see posts ‘Workers’ Play Time’ and ‘Security, Security’).

Ieuan was the lucky winner on Ynys Mon partially as a result of Keith Best, the previous Tory incumbent, being imprisoned after pursuing unlawful practices regarding his applications for BT shares. Ieuan will have known what Dafydd et al had tried to do to me in the summer of 1987, because until Ieuan was elected, he worked as a solicitor in north Wales and he was friends with the man who was my solicitor at the time and my battles with Dafydd et al were a topic of open discussion in north Wales. Ieaun will have known that by the time that he stood for Ynys Mon, I had already been unlawfully imprisoned twice by the gang, once at Ysbyty Gwynedd and then at Denbigh. When I was living on Ynys Mon…

Ieuan knew that I was far from alone in having been unlawfully arrested and imprisoned by the gang, but I was the one who was doing a Masters at a London medical school with a partner who was doing a PhD and we would not shut up about it.

Ieuan knew Dafydd and the gang well; he was born in Denbigh himself and his dad was a Minister of religion. I do not know what denomination Ieuan’s father was, but the Nonconformist Ministers in north Wales all know each other and they knew Gwynne the lobotomist, Dafydd and the gang and what they were doing. Dafydd himself, unbelievably, was a big hit with those right across the religious spectrum in north Wales.

Ieuan studied law at Liverpool Poly and then London. He returned to north Wales and worked as a solicitor in Ruthin, just down the road from Denbigh. Ieuan first stood as a Plaid Parliamentary candidate in Denbigh in the 1974 General Election and again for Denbigh in 1979. Denbigh was a town in which virtually every working person was employed either at the North Wales Hospital or in a business which was dependent upon the hospital. There were a huge number of adults of voting age banged up in the North Wales Hospital but they didn’t have votes. Ieuan was not going to worry about them. When Ieuan stood for the 1979 General Election, Mary Wynch was one of those illegally imprisoned in Denbigh, where she watched the Angels enjoying themselves at the live sex shows which Dafydd encouraged the young patients in his ‘personality disorder unit’ to stage.

Ieuan’s late wife Eirian Llwyd is described as a Welsh artist. Eirian didn’t begin her career as an artist. Eirian used to be an Angel! Eirian was born in Prion, which as well as being a protein particle found in the brain when someone has CJD or BSE, is a village very close to the North Wales Hospital. It is likely that somebody in Eirian’s immediate family worked there; even if they did not, they would have been friendly with people who did and would be well-acquainted with at least some of what was going on.

After nursing in Liverpool between 1969-73, Eirian worked as a midwife at St Asaph Hospital. So Eirian was working with the Top Doctors of north Wales who had collectively got together to ensure that it was virtually impossible for women to access abortions on the NHS, although they were always happy to refer women with money to the private clinics in Chester for one. Eirian will have known that women requesting abortions for mental health reasons were sent to Denbigh to be ‘assessed’ by Dafydd, only to be refused one anyway, because no-one could get an abortion on the NHS in north Wales. See post ‘The BMA And It’s Ethics’. Eirian will also have known about the kids in care and vulnerable adults in ‘care settings’ becoming pregnant after they had been sexually exploited or raped by those who were caring for them. Eirian will have known about the most goriest aspect of life in north Wales, a whole aspect of existence of which remained completely unspoken.

In 1974, Eirian married Ieuan and was supportive of his political career, colluding with his silence during the years in which he worked as a lawyer as well as a politician. Llwyd was described as a ‘proud nationalist’ and campaigned alongside Cymdeithas yr Iaith (the Welsh Language Society) between the 1960s and 1970s. So Eirian will have known that breaker of glass ceilings who became the first woman to lead Cymdeithas, the Crack of Doom aka Meri Huws.

Meri is an enthusiastic feminist and after graduating from Aberystwyth University, her life of sisterly solidarity during the 1980s involved Meri working as a social worker for Gwynedd Social Services alongside the paedophile gang when girls at Ty’r Felin, the children’s home on the Crack of Doom’s patch in Bangor, were being raped, sexually assaulted and beaten by the staff and forced to work as prostitutes (see post ‘Are You Local?’). The boys in Ty’r Felin were being physically and sexually abused as well, as were the boys at Ty Newydd, the home for boys at Bangor which was also run by Gwynedd Social Services. Meri knew the appalling Nefyn and June Dodd, about whom hundreds of complaints were made but who never faced any charges. But then neither did Meri, even in more recent years when she worked at Bangor University and was known to be committing driving offences regularly, everything from drink-driving, to speeding, to using her mobile phone as she speeded along pissed. Some of the officers of the North Wales Police had sex with the kids in care as well as with the social workers who were abusing those kids.

Nefyn Dodd used to boast of being friends with Dafydd.

The Crack of Doom subsequently embarked upon her career of shagging men who were big names in Welsh politics. Her former bedfellows include Alun Pugh, the Labour AM for Clwyd West, 1999-07 and Andrew Davies, the Labour AM for Swansea West, 1999-11 and, it is rumoured, Rhodri. See post ‘People With Energy’. Meri professed to be a Labour Party supporter for many years, but caused conversation when some years ago she was reported in the media to be considering switching her allegiance to Plaid. If Ieuan knew which Plaid Minister Meri was shagging at the time, please could he tell us, because we were certainly curious.

The Crack of Doom probably knows quite a lot about the numerous times that I was arrested by her mates in the North Wales Police at the behest of her former colleagues in the trafficking gang.

 

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Eirian Llwyd, like Meri, was full of Wimmin’s love for her sisters, ‘promoting women’s positions in politics and helped reconfigure Plaid’s constitution in the 1980s to secure women in Plaid’s major committees.’ Along with her charidee work, Llwyd established the Rhyl branch of Women’s Aid in the 1970s/80s. Where once more she kept completely silent about the organised abuse and trafficking of girls and women. Rhyl was where Dafydd’s addicts lived as well, so Eirian will have colluded with the massive drug trade that emanated from Dafydd, as well as with the sexual abuse. It will have been those wimmin with no money in Rhyl who were particularly vulnerable to the no-abortions policy in north Wales and to being led up the garden path by the Top Docs who ummed and aahed and talked to them about abortion being a life-changing decision which should not be taken lightly, so it would be for the best if they went to stay at the North Wales Hospital where they could be ‘assessed’ and ‘helped’ by the experts. Dafydd and the traffickers. Well they couldn’t get more pregnant could they?

It was always a real laugh when the Top Docs and Angels talked to patients about them being Helped. Particularly when Dafydd did so. I witnessed patients who had been treated appallingly, absolutely dreadfully – but because they had received no education after the age of 16, or if they were former kids in care had received no education at all, so they had no idea of how many laws had been broken – receiving lectures from Angels about how they were never going to be able to be Helped if they behaved like this (ie. showed clinical symptoms or even just distress). I hit the jackpot, in 1987, days after the General Election, I got Dafydd, at gone midnight in Bangor Police Station, crashing into my cell, where I was being held illegally of course and telling me ‘I don’t think Denbigh really helped ewe last time’. I told Dafydd that being unlawfully arrested, illegally imprisoned and assaulted by a thug doesn’t usually Help anyone and asked him if he really thought that Denbigh was Helping anyone. Dafydd stood up and said ‘well I am not going to offer ewe any Help tonight, I think ewe should be in prrrison’ and flounced out.

A few hours later – no charges against me yet, but there I was still sitting in a police cell – my solicitor, Ieuan Wyn Jones’s mate, Alwyn Jones, turned up and said ‘they’ve told me that DA’s been to see you, what did he say?’ So I repeated to Alwyn, ‘I think ewe should be in prrrrison’. And Alwyn laughed. But Alwyn didn’t address the many laws which had been broken over the previous 12 hours and neither did he address the subsequent perjury of the gang as they desperately tried to secure a conviction against me. Alwyn did find me an independent expert opinion for the court case which followed – from Dr James Earp of the Towers Hospital, Leicester. Earp was one of those who was concealing the trafficking ring in Leicester which included Greville Janner and Frank Beck and was linked to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. Earp of course colluded with Dafydd and the gang (see post ‘An Expert From England’).

Since I began writing this blog, I’ve been told that Alwyn had a lovely manner but he was in with Dafydd’s gang 100% – Alwyn’s then wife was a lawyer who worked for Gwynedd County Council and her father was a police officer with the North Wales Police and a Freemason (see post ‘It’s Just Another Gold Digger’). However, by that time, virtually every Top Doctor in the UK was colluding with Dafydd and the linked gangs, so even if Alwyn had wanted to, he wouldn’t have been able to have found a Top Doctor who would not have concealed the crimes of Dafydd’s gang.

There are so many people who should be in prrrison as a result of all this, that HMP Berwyn is never going to have room for them all. However, may I suggest that they prioritise places for the most serious offenders, such as this man:

Ieuan Wyn Jones
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Deputy First Minister for Wales
In office
11 July 2007 – 13 May 2011

 

Yma O Hyd!

As Ieuan’s wife is no longer with us, perhaps Ieuan would like to answer the following questions:

What happened to all the babies of the patients who were banged up in Denbigh after becoming pregnant, or indeed the babies of the girls/women who became pregnant while they were in Denbigh? Were they sold or killed? If they were killed, are they in the grounds of Denbigh or elsewhere?

I know of one Denbigh patient who gave birth at St David’s Hospital in Bangor in the mid-1970s who’s baby was unlawfully removed and given to a family in Cheshire, so whoever was involved in this trade in abducted babies was part of Dafydd’s gang’s regular network.

Who was it in north Wales who performed the illegal abortions and what happened to the women who were harmed or died as a result?

I knew about the private clinic in Chester for the women with sufficient funds, but there was someone in north Wales who was carrying out unlawful abortions on women who knew about the ‘Being Helped By Denbigh’ scam and didn’t fall for it. Amazingly enough for me, I never, ever found out who it was, so there must have been something really, really sordid going on for that to be such a well-kept secret. I imagine that the stakes were high because of the women who died and the chain of corrupt professionals who were then involved with concealing that.

 

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When Ieuan was in politics, his special interests were health and education.

Jane Hutt, another Wimmin’s Champ, may be able to help answer my questions. Jane founded Welsh Wimmin’s Aid and will have been Big Sister to whom Eirian and the Wimmin in Rhyl deferred whenever it looked as though the shit bomb was going to explode.

Jane Hutt, a former social worker and the daughter of a Top Doctor, was Wales’s Minister for Health, 1999-05, under Rhodri as FM. Ieuan Wyn Jones later served as Deputy FM under Rhodri, but Jane had been removed as Health Minister by then, as a result of being utterly hopeless. She was replaced by Top Doctor Brian Gibbons, who also concealed the trafficking gang.

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Jane has been good mates with Rhodri’s family for years. Rhodri’s wife Julie is another Wimmin’s Champ who worked as a social worker.

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Julie’s husband Rhodri used to share a house with the Windbag, when they were nought but Lads enjoying a Few Pints. The Windbag knew what was happening to me at the time of the 1987 General Election as well, he knew Tony Francis when they were at Cardiff University. Tony Francis was the Top Doctor who had rung the police demanding that I should be arrested for ‘attempting to stab a doctor’ days after the Windbag had lost the election anyway.

Cheers! We’re bloody useless and all that toadying to the Top Doctors didn’t even win us the election throughout which we remained silent about Thatcher’s mate Peter Morrison molesting kids in care, because it was Dafydd’s gang who were supplying the kids and we’d been concealing that lot for decades.

 

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Ah well, there was always the next General Election, where they would play exactly the same game. Er – yes…

 

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Days after the April 1992 General Election, someone decided on a Final Solution and witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were invited to a party in a building in Brighton and when the party was underway, someone chucked a firebomb into the building. Five people died. Days later, the man who had allegedly confessed to starting the fire was killed when he was hit by a lorry. A few more people who had been at the party were found dead over the following years. See post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’.

 

In 2001, after the publication of the Waterhouse Report, Eirian Llwyd gave up being a Wimmin’s Champ and took up a new vocation, which was probably very wise, what with Eirian needing to distance herself and Wales needing to show that it was a Land of Cultured People rather than child abusers (see post ‘Feet In Chains’). Eirian became an Artist. She graduated at Cardiff Institute, specializing in print. Thereafter she was regularly exhibited in Wales and abroad. Eirian’s success helped co-establish a gallery, The Original Print Place, to promote a number of other Welsh artists.

Llwyd died at Ysbyty Gwynedd in 2014 after a short battle with cancer. In January 2015 it was announced that a Memorial Fund would be set up in her name to provide grants for new Welsh artists that specialize in printmaking.

 

My recent post ‘You Know I’m No Good…’ discussed Sir Anthony Meyer, the Tory MP for Clwyd North West, 1970-92, who in 1983 did battle with the dreadful Beata Brookes, when Beata and her supporters tried to oust Sir Anthony from his seat to enable Beata to succeed Sir Anthony. Beata Brookes was a hard-right Thatcherite, who was a key facilitator of Dafydd’s gang; she had formerly worked as a social worker for Denbighshire County Council and cluttered up many an NHS and Social Services committee in north Wales, as well as charidees for the disabled. Brookes was from a wealthy farming family in north Wales and her male relatives were enthusiastic Freemasons. Her brother held leading roles in the FUW and other organisations concerned with landowning and rural pursuits. Accounts of the Brookes family business interests have a strong whiff of dirty dealings with the local authorities. Brookes served as a Tory MEP, 1979-89 but when she was elderly she gave up with the Tories and joined UKIP. For more details on the deeply unpleasant Beata, see post ‘The Celtic Iron Lady And Yet More Recent History’.

The all-out war which took place in the Tory Party in the Clwyd North West constituency in 1983 was a wonder to behold, even by the standards of politics in Wales; those involved deserved some sort of Lifetime Achievement Award. Sir Anthony Meyer eventually triumphed, but he had a battle on his hands with rigged ballots, much unpleasantness, appeals to Cecil Parkinson at Conservative Central Office to sort the mess out and legal action.

Clwyd North West is a bit of a hot potato because, as described in previous posts, it covers an area where many of the more senior people who facilitated or concealed Dafydd’s gang lived/live: corrupt police officers/lawyers/Top Docs/senior figures in the local authorities. By 1983, Mary Wynch and her litigation against Dafydd and his accomplices were on their way to the Master Of The Rolls, Dafydd’s mate Professor Robert Bluglass had rewritten the Mental Health Act and Dafydd’s other mate William Bingley had written the accompanying Code of Practice to reassure the world that It Could Never Happen Again and there were now Safeguards Against Mad Old Doctors. Meanwhile the show had to go on, that trafficking ring needed to stay in business and the North Wales Hospital Denbigh was still full of the gang’s victims who were illegally incarcerated in Dafydd’s Denbigh Dungeon.

Cherie and the Radical Lawyers were busy in London developing their Consciences as their mates sat on the Inner London Borough Councils, the GLC, the ILEA etc developing their careers in the Labour Party and everyone remained schtum as the Inner London Boroughs sent hundreds of kids to the north Wales children’s homes (see post ‘More Dogs That Did Not Bark’)…

 

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I mentioned in previous posts how towards the end of 1993, I wrote to Michael Mansfield and his Radical Conscience regarding what was happening to me at the hands of Gwynedd Social Services. At the time, the London-based media were reporting that a North Wales Police investigation had found ‘no evidence’ to support allegations of a paedophile ring in the region at all, yet alone one being concealed at the highest levels of society. Michael Mansfield wrote me a one line reply thanking me for my letter but made no comment on what had been happening to me. I heard no more. I realised many years later when it dawned on me how huge the collusion with the wrongdoing in north Wales had been, that Michael Mansfield probably got on the phone to his mates the minute that he received my letter to send up the Lefties In Distress flare. Doh! He wouldn’t have even needed to have waited for my letter; I had been given Michael Mansfield’s address by my solicitor in Bangor, Alwyn Jones, after I told him that I was bloody sick of Dafydd et al and that I wanted to let Michael Mansfield know what was happening to people in north Wales.

‘Paedophiles In Distress, Paedophiles In Distress, Dangerous Woman Alert, Warn All Colluding Lawyers/Police Officers/Politicians/Top Doctors/Judges/Chief Executives…’

 

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A conventional flare pistol. This particular model uses 26.5 mm flares (manufactured by Patel Ballistics. Perhaps by Dr Rashmi Patel, the oppressed junior doctor who worked for Rashmi Varma, latterly of St George’s Hospital Medical School, before Rashmi Varma returned to India after that appearance in front of the GMC as a result of Varma demanding that NHS fertility patients donate eggs to private patients or you won’t be getting any treatment luv).

 

Varma was doing a fiddle with the semen supplies as well but I never worked out what it was. She did all that she could not to build up a sufficient supply of sperm donors at St George’s and used the ‘shortage’ of donors as an excuse to buy very expensive semen samples in from one of the private hospitals; I think it was the London Bridge. Or the London Bridge might have been the hospital that Varma fell out with, thus resulting in the order being given to another private hospital. Whichever private hospital was supplying that semen, the bill was being footed by the NHS.

Perhaps someone could also let us know why Professor Geoffrey Chamberlain footed the bill for Deb Everard, an idiot without a degree who couldn’t make it into the lab most days, but who knew about the paedophile ring which Chamberlain and his colleagues were concealing, to attend expensive fertility conferences at which she ingratiated herself to this man:

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Professor Lord Clean knew what was going on at St George’s, so perhaps he can enlighten us:

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YOUR LIFE IN THEIR HANDS

And didn’t I fucking know it, it’s why I’m in hiding

 

 

 

Regular readers will know that I have always been most grateful to Sir Anthony Myers for preventing Beata Brookes from entering the Commons and for his challenge to Thatcher’s leadership in 1989, when he stood as a ‘stalking horse’ against her. He was widely ridiculed at the time and his challenge of course failed, but Sir Anthony did pave the way for the later subsequent successful challenge to Thatch and her departure in Nov 1990, a merciful release for Britain – or so we thought.

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I have now been digging further and as is usually the case, things were much, much worse than I thought and although Sir Anthony’s battles with Beata Brookes and Thatch were much appreciated, the welfare of the victims of the trafficking gang was definitely not one of Sir Anthony’s concerns.

Sir Anthony did have political concerns; he did his best to protect his constituents from Thatcher’s economic policies which were wrecking Wales. Sir Anthony voted against the closure of the Shotton steelworks and he also supported the production of the Airbus A300B, the wings of which were made in his constituency at the British Aerospace factory at Broughton.

Sir Anthony’s other concern was Europe. He was out of step with the Thatcherite contingent of the Tory Party, not only because he was a ‘wet’, but because he was very, very pro-Europe, indeed European integration was his main interest.

By the time that Sir Anthony fought Beata Brookes in 1983, I had not yet encountered the dreadful Gwynne, but I was in the hands of Dr D.G.E. Wood, the GP at the Student Heath Centre at UCNW, who was facilitating the gang from that location. I didn’t know this at the time, but the gang had already targeted me because of me sharing a house in Port Dinorwic with Frank Jones, a man who had grown up in care in north Wales and who was under the control of the gang. They had seen ‘the English girl’ with weird hairstyles coming and going at Frank’s house and had been on my trail. Then, as I described previously, the gang had clocked Brown and me going to the Arts Lab in Birmingham, which had a contingent of gender benders who were regulars. We’d gone to see the film ‘Pink Flamingo’ which the Arts Lab were screening and because it starred Divine, there was a whole load of transvestites out in force that evening. The gang got overexcited at seeing Brown and me there and I am told targeted me.

Dafydd’s gang in north Wales/Cheshire had strong links with the West Midlands. A great many children in care in the West Midlands were sent to children’s homes in north Wales and people who tried relocating to north Wales to escape the West Midlands branch of the gang found themselves ruthlessly destroyed if they were witnesses to the wrongdoing of the gang. There were/are a great many Brummies in Barmouth, but there was a family from Birmingham in Hen Llandegfan, the village where I used to live on Anglesey, who’s lives were ruined by Dafydd’s gang (see post ‘Amber Rudd, The Miners’ Strike And A Memory Jogged’).

I didn’t know anything about the paedophile gang when I moved into Frank’s house. Frank had a very difficult life, his house caught fire – it caught fire again at a later date – his dog was shot and he constantly got the sack from jobs without any explanation. I wondered if he had done something or was doing something that I didn’t know about, but it was of course the gang. Every time I asked Frank’s girlfriend or his mates why all these things were happening, they just used to say that people ‘didn’t like him’ because ‘he’d grown up in care’ and he was ‘having a lot of bad luck’. Years later as the gang systematically wrecked the lives of my friends and I, we too were described as having a lot of bad luck and third parties were told that people didn’t like us.

When Brown and I found out about the paedophile gang it all slotted into place, as did something else – Frank’s obsession with porn. I never worked out why Frank had an orientation to porn more like that of a 14 year old boy than an adult man with a partner…

Years later, one day in Llangefni, I bumped into Gwenllian, who had been Frank’s girlfriend when I lodged at his place. We recognised each other and she told me that Frank had gone abroad where his ‘bad luck’ stopped and as far as she knew, he was now leading a happy life. The problem then, I have been told, was that Gwenllian may well have been approached by the gang. Gwenllian was living and working in Llangefni, which at the time – 1999/2000 – was totally controlled by Dafydd’s drug dealers. Dafydd lived about three miles away. I was back living on Anglesey as well at that time, at Malltraeth. One of Dafydd’s drug addicts, who was also a dealer, was the daughter of the man who mowed my lawn and lived in Malltraeth as well. The mental health services were still constantly hassling me and my documents show that behind the scenes they were frantic and desperate to show the world just how dangerous I was. Of course they were, the Waterhouse Report was about to be published.

It was when I was living at Malltraeth that I was threatened and assaulted by some chavs, a case that the police refused to investigate. I was then investigated myself by the DSS for fiddling benefits, which was the result of another carefully planned stitch-up by those we know and love (see post ‘More Dogs That Did Not Bark’).

OK then Top Docs. Chew on this. As I explained in my post ‘More Dogs That Did Not Bark’, when I was accused of fiddling the DSS, I had been told that it was legal for me to work a certain number of hours per week under the therapeutic earnings scheme and that’s what I was doing. I previously mentioned that I was working in the notorious chicken factory at Llangefni, Grampian Meats (usually known by its former name of Chucky Chickens). Not a place that an Angel or a social worker would be seen dead in, after all they’ve been Trained, but as an Empowered Service User with an MSc who knew what those worthless scumbags in the mental health services did to people, I did not run away screaming from others who worked in places like Chucky Chickens. The workers in Grampian Meats of course showed the Spirit of the Blitz, they were all having a hard time and were really friendly. So I found out how many laws were being broken in Grampian Meats. Although I could hardly miss it – because the machines were being run without the appropriate guards on them, workers were constantly getting injured and sometimes quite seriously. This was such a common occurrence that there were notices on the factory floor, with a list of the compensation that workers would be paid if they were injured. And it was not very much. As I remember it was £1000 for losing a finger and DEATH, DEATH, was £10k to your relatives. Totally inadequate, but who working at Grampian Meats could ever have afforded the legal representation necessary to sue the company?

The Top Docs knew what was going on, because accidents at Grampian were so common that there was an injured worker taken to Ysbyty Gwynedd at least every week. Serious injuries as well, the Grampian workers weren’t sensitive flowers like those in the paedophile gang, they didn’t have to go on a Mindfulness retreat at Trigonos every three weeks for a bit of Me Time and they didn’t ring the police if someone said ‘bugger’ in front of them, as Dafydd did when I said bugger. And wanker as well, we mustn’t forget that. Bugger and wanker, according to Dafydd and Bluglass, that meant that I was ‘mentally  abnormal’ and, Bluglass assured Dafydd, I would ‘end in a ward for the criminally insane’, which Dafydd Alun Poe dutifully recorded upon my records was a ‘chilling prediction’.

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I was only at Grampian for about five weeks and sure enough, someone lost a finger when I was there. We used to sit in the canteen on our break and whatever injury had occurred the previous day would be discussed.

 

Some years ago, a member of staff at Ysbyty Gwynedd slipped on a floor. They had a nasty fall but nothing was broken. I was told that the North West Wales NHS Trust coughed up £15 k in compensation. Of course they did, claims from staff were usually settled generously and quickly if the staff concerned reminded the Chief Exec Martin Jones how much wrongdoing at that hospital they knew about.

Another person I know of sued the Arfon Community Mental Health Team for invading his privacy, on the grounds that he was filmed by some CCTV cameras without his consent. He wasn’t an Empowered Service User, his partner was. He was violent towards her, he knew how badly the Arfon CMHT had neglected her and furthermore, before she was incapacitated, she had been a sex worker. Now I wonder who put her up to that? I was told that the wife beater/pimp was the lucky winner of several thousand quid.

Somebody else who hit the jackpot with the NHS in north Wales was the serially sacked Angel, Dee Jones aka Dee Gray (see post ‘Little Shop Of Horrors’).

 

 

Like Ysbyty Gwynedd, Grampian Meats was a very ruthless employer, I was told how even senior managers disappeared overnight without explanation. When I was there, I used to clean the office of a senior manager called Hadyn, who was very popular with the workers and used to chat to me as I cleaned his room. I went in one day and someone said ‘oh well Hadyn’s gone now, he was ordered to clear his office yesterday’. Indeed Hadyn had gone, he was never accused of any wrongdoing, he just went. Shortly after, the secretary of the new man who replaced him – a man from London called Dave – started making trivial complaints about my work.

‘It has been drawn to my attention that you did not dust the skirting board yesterday.’

Well no-one needed to draw it to my attention that you were a dim little woman wearing sad clothes who moved in on me the minute that Hadyn was out of the door. It was at the same time that someone from the mental health services told the DSS that I was unlawfully working at Grampian, after Dr Tony Francis told me that he’d OK’d it with the DSS for me to start a part-time job there.

Machines without guards. Workers losing fingers. Laughingly small compensation payments for serious injuries. Managers sacked at a moment’s notice.

What was going on then Mafia?

Perhaps the Top Docs at Ysbyty Gwynedd could tell us why they didn’t draw attention to the constant injuries being incurred by Grampian workers. Or indeed Anglesey County Council, because they knew what was happening at Grampian. I’m sure the man who was both the MP and AM for Ynys Mon at the time did as well:

His special interests were health and education. He was Leader of Plaid while workers at Grampian Meats were losing fingers and while Llangefni and Holyhead were run by Dafydd’s drugs gang.
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‘We didn’t know.’

 

 

So Sir Anthony Meyer slayed the dragon that was Beata Brookes, shortly after the gang had clocked my presence in north Wales and were in hot pursuit. Furthermore, D.G.E. Wood knew that Brown and I were meeting people who had been damaged and abused by the Top Doctors. Whether Sir Anthony had any idea of that I do not know. But when Sir Anthony moved in to take a shot at Thatch in 1989, he definitely would have known about me, because I, Brown and other witnesses were well under attack by then. Our friend Anne Vernon had been killed and our two friends working in the media in London were also under attack from gangsters (see post ‘The Turn Of The Screw’) .

We were being arrested, threatened and harassed by the Top Doctors and befriended and/or hassled by all these crazy characters whom I have described in previous posts eg. Patricia Margaret Edwards, Naomi Grunfell, Leslie Gore etc, who were undercover MI5/police officers. Those in Somerset who knew what was happening to me were beginning to receive huge sums of money in return for their silence (see post ‘Upper Class Twit Of The Year – Shooting Themselves’), except for my father, who had been ousted from his job in Somerset, relocated to Nottingham and was being worked to death (see post ‘Jennifer’s Diary’) and had been told a la Michael Carr MP (see post ‘News From Sicily’) that he ‘definitely hadn’t had a heart attack’ by the odious Dr Matthews of Nether Stowey, when he most definitely had.

My post ‘Those Who Are Ready To Serve’ discussed how the career of Janet Mitchell, a female engineer from Somerset with whom I used to play with when we were young, took a sudden upward turn after the Westland Crisis and the subsequent weakening of Thatcher caused by Heseltine resigning from the Cabinet. Janet worked for Westland until she moved onto grander things…

So imagine my surprise when I read that Sir Anthony Meyer was friends with Michael Heseltine and only stood as the stalking horse against Thatch because he expected Tarzan to step in as the REAL candidate. The Sir Anthony who had been so supportive of the British Aerospace factory at Broughton in his constituency and their manufacture of the wings for the Airbus300B.

Tarzan. Who came from Swansea. Who had served as the Tory MP for Tavistock, 1966-74, when Jeremy Thorpe was busy in north Devon inciting the murder of Norman Scott. Or not. As the case may be, as Peter Cook observed. Tarzan who was a leading light in Thatch’s Gov’t, when Sir Peter Morrison was in that Gov’t. Tarzan’s daughter Annabel was at Durham University in the 1980s, when Durham University was full of people who were concealing the gang in the north east which was linked to Dafydd et al, which supplied children and staff to Dafydd’s gang. Annabel might not have noticed if she was a normal student, but she had a father who was desperate to be PM and the whole family were as equally desperate for that to happen as well. Annabel Heseltine became a journo. Furthermore, Anabel likes the world of celebs and parties, she was featuring in gossip columns when she was at Durham, in articles with titles like ‘The Cabinet Ministers’ Beautiful Daughters’ and there would be a photo of a pissed Annabel, wearing a ballgown, at somewhere near floor level because she’d fallen off a piece of furniture.

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Just after Cameron became leader of the Tories, all the old Thatcherites came out of the closet in which they had secreted themselves for years and marvelled over how Dave was going to bring the Tories into a new dawn. One such person to give an interview was Michael Heseltine who chortled away as he remembered his first meeting with Cameron. Cameron was comatose at the time, flat out on Heseltine’s floor after Anabel had held one of those parties for which the Cabinet Ministers’ Beautiful Daughters were famed.

Dwunk! Ho ho, but I’m sure that he’ll be an excellent Pwime Minister.

It wasn’t just booze that your daughter’s chums enjoyed Heseltine, have you forgotten about your colleague Paul Channon’s daughter and the circumstances of her death at the dreaming spires, along with the prison sentences that were subsequently handed down? See post ‘Is The Party Over Yet?’

Annabel is not Kate Adie, she is a fashion journalist.

 

In 1984, Durham University gave Professor Eric Sunderland to UCNW as the Principal, because there was such trouble on Sir Charles Evans’s watch at UCNW. The Eric who was a well-camouflaged paedophiles’ friend, as equally well-camouflaged as Sir Anthony Meyer.

Readers will know that I didn’t realise that Eric Sunderland was in camouflage until recently, but I have been told that Eric knew all about me and that he never forgot the undergrad who wrote to him about Gwynne the lobotomist. I met Eric many years later, when I was doing my PhD, because Professor Sunderland was doing the polite chit-chat and glasses of wine bit with the people who were attending the function that I was at. I am told that Eric found out that it was me whom he had met. That was just before all hell broke out at Bangor University, when the paedophile gang launched a full scale attack on the VC then in post in an attempt to remove him from his position, what with him, his wife and one of his mates having spilt the pints of the paedophile gang. The gang then then really went for the jugular after the VC’s wife died while she was in the ‘care’ of the paedophiles’ friends at The Walton Centre. See previous posts eg. ‘More Dogs That Did Not Bark.’

I know that that the services of Eric Sunderland were definitely being requested to remove Merfyn Jones from his job, although I don’t know what was said to Eric and what he did in response. The person who wanted to seek the assistance of the well-camouflaged one was the retired Head of IT at Bangor University, a man called Terry. Terry was from Anglesey and his dad had been a Top Doctor at the C&A Hospital in Bangor. Furthermore when Terry had worked at UCNW, he had been one of the AUT reps and it was Terry who had defended one of the paedophiles’ friends in the face of disciplinary action after allegations of unfair practice, one Professor Glyn Williams. Glyn Williams was remembered as the most frightful bully who made the lives of certain people utterly miserable. He was the umbrella for Dr Delyth Morris, the corrupt former Gwynedd social worker who bagged a job as an academic at UCNW, a job which she very obviously couldn’t do. I was told that Dr Duckula Morris owed her career and her PhD to Glyn Williams. Like Duckula, Glyn hated English people, particularly those who owned second homes in Gwynedd. Like Duckula, Glyn Williams had a second home in France. See post ‘Badlands’ for more Duckula-related memories.

It was Glyn Williams and Duckula who led the charge against the senior sociologist Graham Day at UCNW in the early 1990s on the basis of allegations of anti-Welsh racism which they knew to be wholly untrue. Dafydd and the gang had been obliged to swing into action because of the North Wales Police investigation into the paedophile gang causing such bad PR for the gang and their accomplices in UCNW (see post ‘Badlands’).

 

You think that Nerys caused you problems Top Doctors, so it was best if no treatment was available for her brain tumour? Well you ain’t seen nothing yet, to quote from Smashie and Nicey’s favourite track.

 

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How are you Great Mates? How’s your charidee work going?

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Avril Wayte

Avril Wayte is a Consultant Biochemist based at Ysbyty Gwynedd and the Clinical Director for Clinical Biochemistry for Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board, responsible for laboratory service delivery on three sites in North Wales. She is a Fellow of the Royal College of Pathologists and Chair of the Wales Region Association for Clinical Biochemistry. She is married to Dr Don Wayte, Emeritus Home Office Pathologist, and they have six children. Her main interests are reading and walking, and looking after her family. So that’s why the NHS labs in north Wales are in chaos and have been for years.

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There ain’t nothing like a Dame Esther. To whom I wrote in 1988, supplying full details of the abuses of Dafydd et al at the North Wales Hospital. Esther didn’t reply; she was too busy ignoring the calls to Childline from kids in north Wales, marvelling over suggestively shaped root vegetables and getting those young men with curly hair on ‘That’s Life’ to Ring The Gas Board.

‘First, Dr Dafydd Alun Jones ran a trafficking gang.’

‘So we rang the Gas Board. Who said: We’re sorry. This has nothing to do with us.’

‘Then, Dr Dafydd Alun Jones unlawfully arrested and imprisoned Mary Wynch.’

‘So we rang the Gas Board. And they said: We’re sorry. This has nothing to do with us.’

‘Then, Dr Dafydd Alun Jones unlawfully arrested and imprisoned Sally Baker.’

So we ran the Gas Board. And they said: ‘We’re sorry. This has nothing to do with us.’

Then Dr Dafydd Alun Jones tried to bribe Sally, when Brown was listening to the call.’

‘So we rang the Gas Board. They said: We’re sorry, this has nothing to do with us.’

‘Then someone tried to kill Sally, having already killed Anne.’

‘So we rang the Gas Board. They said: We’re sorry, this has nothing to do with us.’

‘Then someone tried to kill Brown.’

‘So we rang the Gas Board. They said: We’re sorry, this has nothing to do with us.’

‘Then someone tried to kill Brown’s brother.’

‘So we rang the Gas Board. They said: We’re sorry, but this has absolutely nothing to do with us.’

 

Could any of this possibly have been to do with this man, rather than the Gas Board?

 

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Now… Cyril:

Would that be Smith or Fletcher?

 

‘That’s Life’ in the mid-1980s might have been interested to know that on Anglesey, there was a connection between the Gas Board and Dafydd’s gang. When my friends and I lived in our shared house at Hen Llandegfan, there was a rather unpleasant family who lived in a sizeable ostentatious bungaloid behind us. Both the parents were NHS administrators for Gwynedd Health Authority. I don’t know what their names were, but they worked at the addresses which appeared at the top of the letters which Gwynedd Health Authority used to send me, refusing to investigate my complaints or release my medical records. The documents extracted by my lawyers many years later also have those addresses on, but are far, far more incriminating, detailing serious crime. One of the addresses was Eryldon, which was a Gwynedd Health Authority building in Caernarfon and the other was Preswylfa, a Gwynedd Health Authority building in Bangor.

The two NHS administrators drove expensive but boring cars and never mentioned a word to us about my battles with the NHS, but they became more and more hostile to everyone in our house, so much so that my house mates started wondering why our neighbours were so horrible. The pen pushers of the paedophile gang had a young adult son who worked for the Gas Board who was a total wanker, who used to drive very dangerously around Anglesey, as well as a younger teenager, Susan. There was one hell of a mushroom cloud when it transpired that Susan was pregnant and either hadn’t realised or hadn’t felt able to tell anyone. Susan was a school girl and she won’t have had the money for the private abortion clinic at Chester. Susan was growing a very visible bump and it eventually dawned on Mr and Mrs Pen Pusher what the situation was and for the last months of her pregnancy Susan was placed in purdah and wasn’t seen again until she was pushing the baby around the village.

It was grim and sad and not how someone should be treated when pregnant and it was more like 1955 than 1984, but that was the sodding Top Doctors for you. At least Susan wasn’t sent to Denbigh to be Helped by Dafydd, Mr and Mrs Pen Pusher weren’t going to let that happen, that was for Other People.

Mr and Mrs Pen Pusher were living next door to us because our house was a former vicarage and our landlords had built bungaloids over the extensive vicarage garden and then flogged them off. I always liked our landlords and I haven’t seen them for years, but yes, I’ve been told that the gang went after them. They would have been vulnerable to being threatened, blackmailed or bribed, because they were an Anglesey family and their elderly frail parents lived next door to us, while our landlords worked in the Middle East as academics.

Dr Gwilym Parry-Jones, the father of the family, had previously been a physics lecturer at UCNW and his wife Jean had taught at Bangor Technical College, which she freely admitted was a terrible institution. It became Coleg Menai in about 1986 and was ‘refurbished’ but because the paedophiles’ friends were still managing the place, there was of course no improvement and the local teenagers began an exodus to other colleges.

The Parry-Jones’s had four children. David went to school at Rydal and then I think went to UCNW to do a degree; Gwen went to Penrhos College, did physics at Manchester and then got a job at Wylfa, the nuclear power station on Anglesey. Gwen received massive UK-wide publicity at one point because she went on a round the world yacht race and I think that Wylfa sponsored her.

How were they persuaded to do that then Dafydd?

The two younger children, Adrian and Arthur, went to Rugby School. Adrian did medicine and now features on  Manchester University’s website, which tells us that:

Dr Adrian Parry-Jones is an NIHR Clinician Scientist and Senior Lecturer in Vascular Neurology in the Division of Cardiovascular Sciences and is an Honorary Consultant Neurologist at the Greater Manchester Comprehensive Stroke Centre, Salford Royal NHS Foundation Trust.

Adrian trained in Medicine at the University of Manchester and undertook clinical training in the North West and London. He was awarded an MRC Clinical Research Training Fellowship to undertake his PhD investigating the role of brain temperature in interleukin-1 mediated ischaemic brain injury. He completed his training in Neurology and Stroke Medicine in the North West and in Melbourne, Australia and commenced his current NIHR Clinician Scientist Award in March 2015.

Tony and Sadie Francis, who assisted Dafydd in facilitating the trafficking gang, both worked as Top Doctors at Manchester University and Sadie is a Manchester graduate. Adrian Parry-Jones was training/qualifying as a Top Doctor during the Waterhouse Inquiry. At Manchester, Adrian is part of the Lydia Becker Institute of Immunology and Inflammation, which includes a Centre funded by Wellcome.

 

The village in which we lived, Llandegfan, was a popular spot for Top Docs. D.G.E. Wood lived there, as did the corrupt Terry Maxwell, the Clinical Director of Ysbyty Gwynedd and the Drs Francis didn’t live a million miles away either.

 

With that lot breaking out across north Wales, there was no way that Sir Anthony Meyer would not have got wind of it all. Particularly as Sir Anthony was a member of the security services.

Sir Anthony was the son of Sir Frank Meyer, who was the Tory MP for Great Yarmouth and the Vice-Chair of De Beers. Sir Anthony’s grandfather was Sir Carl Meyers, who worked for Rothschilds and later for De Beers and was the Governor of the National Bank of Egypt. Sir Carl was given his baronetcy for his huge donations to found a National Theatre in Britain.

Sir Anthony went to Eton – like his father and grandfather before him – and inherited the baronetcy at the age of 15, when his father died in a hunting accident. Sir Anthony spent a year at New College, Oxford, but withdrew. After serving in WWII he joined the Treasury and worked mostly on winding up the affairs of the Polish Gov’t in exile in London. Sir Anthony once observed that the greater part of his work had consisted of visiting Polish people in mental asylums. So Sir Anthony knew who were in asylums during the middle years of the 20th century and he knew that it wasn’t only people who were hopelessly mad.

There was a Polish community in north Wales. I met one the older members in the Hergest Unit in about 2001. The Hergest whistleblower and his colleague – who was forced out of her job before he was – discovered that this elderly Polish lady was not ‘mentally ill’, although she’d been sectioned. She had simply spent her whole life in the Polish home at Pwhelli and couldn’t speak English. Her distress at not being able to communicate with a Top Doctor had resulted in her being sectioned. That wasn’t a one off either. At about the same time, the Hergest hosted an elderly French lady who couldn’t speak English. There she was surrounded by Angels who were shouting at her to stop being so nasty to them ooh and she has long finger nails as well, she might scratch us, so we’ll cut them. She hadn’t ‘scratched’ anyone, she was an 80 year old lady and no-one could speak the same language as she did. Well one person could chat to her when he was on duty – the Hergest whistleblower. He is half French and is fluent, so he sat down and chatted away to her. She didn’t scratch him either, but no doubt the potential scratching of Angels had already been recorded as a Violent Attack on an Angel by a Dangerous Patient.

Whenever the North West Wales NHS Trust received a complaint from an Empowered Service User, Martin Jones, the Chief Exec, would invariably send a reply in which the complainant was told that they had had been ‘threatening and aggressive’. Martin used this phrase so often that eventually reading letters from him was like encountering a particularly dysfunctional parrot who just squawked ‘threatening and aggressive, threatening and aggressive’ repeatedly.

I’m delighted to say that with Martin’s departure from the north Wales NHS – Martin has now been given responsibility for leading the investigation of NHS complaints on a Wales-wide basis – the Angels, or at least the Angels of Ysbyty Glan Clwyd, have identified a new source of trauma from the Empowered Service Users. That is, speaking to an Angel in an Abrupt Manner. I had an e mail from an Angel at Ysbyty Glan Clwyd yesterday who was very angry after reading one of the cases featured on this blog. It was a case that caused a major scandal and even found its way onto the main BBC and the London-based media, but as the Angel who wrote to me explained, she was on duty at the time and she could tell me that not only was the lady who’s case had been featured in the UK media Abrupt In Her Manner to Angels, but furthermore this lady had Been Aloof when she was a patient. The Angel told me that this lady could have afforded to pay for private treatment and that is what she should have done if the NHS wasn’t good enough for her.

The Angel who wrote to me doesn’t seem to have noticed that she is working for a Health Board in special measures after it hosted Tawel Fan, the worse patient abuse scandal that there has ever been in the UK. Don’t want to be left crawling around naked on a floor covered with faeces and urine while the Angels swear at you and discuss their sex lives? Well bloody well go private then; as the Angels used to snap at everyone in Denbigh ‘it’s not a holiday camp you know’. No it was a dungeon full of the victims of a trafficking gang.

Dafydd and the Top Docs own and manage virtually all the private care in north Wales, so it’ll be out of the frying pan into the fire if one does go private. You’ll pay thousands a week to be abused and neglected as opposed to getting it all free on the NHS.

 

After Sir Anthony Meyer waved a fond farewell to visiting people in asylums who should not have been there, he joined the diplomatic service. He was appointed to the British Embassy in Paris, 1951-56 and then was posted to Moscow. Sir Anthony really hated it in Moscow, the food and drink and culture wasn’t what it should have been for a man of nobility and taste. Fortunately for Sir Anthony, the British Gov’t flew him and his family home after he reported that the Ruskies has attempted to compromise him. Sir Anthony was ‘lured into a cab’ by a femme fatale and as soon as he was in there, he was joined by a KGB officer. Or that was Sir Anthony’s account at least.

Sir Anthony then worked for the Foreign Office, concerning himself mainly with softening up the British public to accepting entry to the Common Market, 1958-62. Sir Anthony was a very keen European and in 1962 he resigned from the Foreign Office and went to work – unpaid because he had a private income – for the Common Market Campaign led by Liberal peer Gladwyn Jebb.

Sir Anthony decided to enter politics, but was torn between the Liberals and the Tories. In the end he plumped for the Tories because of his admiration for Harold Macmillan. At the time Supermac was embroiled in the Profumo Affair as well as the fall-out from other scandals pivoting around spies and sex. See post ‘In Memoriam – Bronwen, Lady Astor’.

Sir Anthony was elected as the Tory MP for Eton and Slough – home from home there then – in 1964, but lost the seat in 1966. He began looking for another seat but his extreme liberalism had made him almost untouchable in the Tory Party. Eventually a fellow old Etonian, Nigel Birch, came to Sir Anthony’s rescue and recommended that Sir Anthony should succeed him in the constituency of West Flintshire, which later became Clwyd North West. Sir Anthony was elected for West Flintshire in 1970.

In 1970, John Allen had just opened the Bryn Alyn Community and the long-standing abuse ring in north Wales was going into business big time. Published accounts tell us that Sir Anthony got to know his prospective constituency well and spent much time in the area studying every aspect of the community. He will have known about Dafydd and the paedophiles. Furthermore, Sir Anthony’s father-in-law was a barrister who knew the corrupt lawyers who were colluding with Dafydd. Sir Anthony could not have missed what was going on in West Flintshire.

 

Nigel Birch, who was the only Tory prepared to give Sir Anthony a break, is considered to have been one of the key people who put the boot into Macmillan, weakening him to such an extent that Macmillan didn’t recover and his Gov’t fell a few years later. It seems a little odd that Sir Anthony, who claimed to be a big admirer of Macmillan, would have accepted such a kind offer from the person who laid the first deathly blow on Macmillan. So someone probably told porkies somewhere.

Nigel Birch – later Lord Rhyl – had the dirt on those in high places, which preceded the dirt of Dafydd et al, although Dafydd et al built their empire on the dirt which Nigel Birch had knowledge of. Nigel Birch had served as Secretary of State for Air, 1955-57, under PMs Anthony Eden and then Macmillan and was married to Esme Glyn, the daughter of the 4th Baron Wolverton, Frederick Glyn. Glyn was a Tory peer who had served in the Tory administration of Arthur Balfour as Vice-Chamberlain of the Household, 1902-05. So Nigel Birch’s wife’s family were aristocrats who were close to the Royal Family and Birch had served in Gov’t with responsibilities regarding the MoD while Lord Louis Mountbatten was First Sea Lord… See post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’ for further details of the Naughtiness in High Places which swirled around Mountbatten when he was First Sea Lord.

A brief perusal of Nigel Birch’s life and career throws up many of the names with whom Trumpers was associated (see post ’95 Glorious Years’). The Trumpers who as a junior Health Minister did the dirty deed of appointing Jimmy Savile to the task force which ran Broadmoor. Edwina and Ken Clarke knew what Trumpers had done and didn’t block or undo it, but Trumpers was the culprit although she kept a very low profile when the Savile scandal erupted and let Edwina Currie take the blame (see posts ‘Socio-Political Context Of The North Wales Mental Health Services In The 1980s’ and ‘A Pretty Classy Piece Of Operation’.)

 

Nigel Birch and Sir Anthony would have known another Posh Man in north Wales who was both a friend of the paedophile gang and the father of one of them – Lloyd Tyrell-Kenyon, the 5th Baron Kenyon. Lord Kenyon’s son Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon was known to be sexually abusing at least one boy in the care of the social services but was allowed to continue doing this. Thomas eventually made a complaint that this boy had stolen from him after they’d spent the night together. The boy was sent to a detention centre. Thomas did not face any action, although he had been quite upfront about why he had spent the night with the boy. Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon died from HIV/AIDS in 1993. Thomas and his father died just weeks apart.

Lord Kenyon was President of UCNW; Chairman of Clwyd Health Authority; a Flintshire County Councillor; a member of the North Wales Police Authority; a Director of Lloyd’s Bank; the most senior Freemason in north Wales; and had responsibility for the Flintshire Record Office, ie. access to the personal data of a great many people. Lord Kenyon held many other positions as well, many of them connected with arts/literature/museums. See previous posts, including ‘A Bit More Paleontology’.

 

Sir Anthony became a wealthy man in the early 1960s after he received his inheritance from his mother. He became a Lloyds underwriter in 1961 and received a substantial income from that.

Sir Anthony served as the PPS to his friend Maurice Macmillan, 1970-74, who was at the time the Chief Secretary to the Treasury. In the early 1960s, Maurice Macmillan, son of Harold, held a senior position in a pig farming investment business which resulted in a lot of farmers being fleeced. The business was widely viewed as being a major scam run by crooks, one of whom was Maurice Macmillan, who used his status as the PM’s son to persuade people that it was sound.

At the Feb 1974 General Election, Sir Anthony came up with a stroke of genius. He called for a coalition led by Woy Jenkins, the bisexual swinging paedophiles’ friend who had spent much time and effort concealing not just Dafydd’s gang, but the very serious crime associated with it and the corruption in the Home Office which made it all possible. See post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’

It was in 1974 that Sir Anthony resigned from the Bow Group after their magazine published an attack on Ted Heath, of whom Sir Anthony was a strong supporter.

During the Westland Affair, which began in April 1985 and continued until the early months of 1986, Sir Anthony urged Thatch to resign. Thatch didn’t, although Westland resulted in the resignation of Tarzan and then the resignation of Leon Brittan. Had the degree of dishonesty on the part of Thatch and members of the Cabinet been known at the time, Westland would have brought down Thatch’s Gov’t and at the time, Thatch et al did think that it might be curtains for them at one point. Details of the Westland Affair and the Somerset politicians who jumped on the bandwagon and knew people in Somerset who knew what was happening to me can be read in my post ‘Those Who Are Ready To Serve ‘.

Just to refresh everyone’s memories, here’s a quick resume. Nearly everyone involved has appeared many times on this blog with regard to their role in colluding with Dafydd and the gang.

 

The Westland Affair revolved around the fate of Westland Helicopters,  a company in Somerset, for which Janet Mitchell, whom I knew before I went to university, worked. Westland was considered a small concern by the Mr Bigs of industry, but it was a big deal in Somerset and a number of Somerset MPs, including some known to people in Somerset who knew what was happening to me at the hands of Dafydd et al, had a lot resting on the future of Westland. Westland had been ailing for years and in 1985-86 Thatch’s Gov’t was involved in a major scrap regarding the rescue package which would be offered to Westland.

Initially, Heseltine, the Defence Secretary, didn’t give a stuff about the fate of Westland when it was deemed to be in need of a rescue package. However, Heseltine’s ears pricked up in Nov 1985, when the Chairman of Westland, John Cuckney, proposed that Westland merge with United Technologies Corporation, of which the US company Sikorsky was a subsidiary. Heseltine opposed this plan after realising that Westland would probably become responsible for assembling the Sikorsky UH-60 Black Hawk, which the Ministry of Defence would then be under great pressure to buy. Heseltine preferred for Westland to go into receivership so that British companies GEC and British Aerospace could buy the viable parts of the business.

British Aerospace had a factory at Broughton in Meyer’s constituency, which was a political hot potato because of the lack of highly skilled well-paid jobs in the area. The Broughton factory is now known as Airbus.

In mid-October Heseltine had suggested that a European consortium should rescue Westland. Leon Brittan, who had replaced Tebbs as Trade and Industry Secretary in Sept 1985, at first urged Thatcher to consider a European option (Heseltine later claimed Brittan preferred this option, although Brittan denied this). The Gov’t was officially neutral (i.e. arguing that it was a matter for Westland Directors and shareholders) but by November Heseltine was lobbying hard for the European option. In late November Peter Levene, Chief of Procurement at the Ministry of Defence, had a meeting at the Ministry with his French, West German and Italian counterparts (the National Armaments Directors or NADs) and the representatives of the consortium, and agreed to “buy European” for certain classes of helicopters. If Westland went ahead with Sikorsky, its helicopters, under this new agreement, would be unable to be bought by the four Gov’ts. Thatch, who only learned of the meeting through John Cuckney, was displeased, as were Brittan and the Treasury, who thought the US option might be cheaper, although Thatch and Brittan kept to their official pretence of neutrality.

On 5 and 6 December 1985, Thatch had two ad hoc meetings with Heseltine, Brittan, Tebbit, Willie Whitelaw (Deputy PM), Geoffrey Howe, (Foreign Secretary) and Nigel Lawson (Chancellor of the Exchequer).

Brittan argued that the NADs’ opposition should be set aside, but Howe and Tebbit were not unsympathetic to Heseltine’s proposed consortium, and the decision was deferred to the Cabinet Economic Affairs Committee (E(A)) on Monday 9 December 1985. Cuckney and a Westland financial adviser were invited to attend the E(A) meeting. Cuckney said that it was the Westland’s management’s view that the Sikorsky option was the best one. A majority of the E(A) meeting agreed to dismiss the NADs’ opposition. Thatch, who complained that three hours had been spent discussing a company with a market capitalisation of only £30m, allowed Heseltine until 4 pm on Friday 13 December to submit a viable proposal for a European deal.

Heseltine did submit a proposal (with British Aerospace and GEC now part of his consortium), but Westland’s Directors rejected it and chose Sikorsky. Heseltine had expected that there would be a second meeting of E(A) to discuss his consortium, but no such meeting was called; Thatcher later claimed that the Monday meeting had agreed to leave the decision to Westland to take, but it later emerged that Ridley and Lord David Young had placed such a meeting in their diaries and had been told by No 10 that it had been cancelled. Heseltine threatened resignation for the first time.

At Cabinet on Thursday 12 December 1985, Heseltine had an angry exchange with Thatcher about the allegedly cancelled meeting (Thatcher claimed that no such meeting had ever been scheduled). Westland was not on the Cabinet agenda that day and Thatcher refused to permit a discussion on the matter, arguing that Cabinet could not do so without the necessary papers. Heseltine asked for his dissent to be minuted, and this was not done, although Cabinet Secretary Robert Armstrong (see post ‘Lord Robert Armstrong’)  claimed that this had been an error and added it himself.

On Monday 16 December Brittan told the Commons that the decision was up to Westland; on Wednesday 18 December Heseltine won the backing of the Commons Defence Committee for the European Consortium’s latest bid. On Thursday 19 December the matter was discussed at Cabinet for ten minutes: Cabinet approved leaving the decision to Westland and Heseltine was ordered to cease campaigning for the European option.

Over Christmas, Thatcher discussed with close colleagues the option of sacking Heseltine, as Brittan had urged her to do (Chief Whip John Wakeham cautioned against), but – as Thatch later admitted in her memoirs – she shrank from doing so as he was too popular and weighty a political figure. Thatcher and ministerial colleagues spent two and a half hours writing three successive drafts of a letter threatening Heseltine with the sack, but did not send it because her press adviser Bernard Ignham advised that Heseltine might use it an excuse to resign.

By now the political row was being discussed in the media. Cuckney wrote to Thatcher, at her behest, asking for reassurance that the Sikorsky deal would not damage Westland’s business prospects in Europe. Heseltine was not satisfied with Thatcher’s draft reply when he saw it and consulted Sir Patrick Mayhew (Solicitor-General) and acting Attorney General, because Sir Michael Havers, the AG, was ill) on the grounds that the Gov’t might be legally liable for any incorrect advice. Heseltine supplied extra material about the risk of losing European business, which Thatcher did not include in her reply to Cuckney. Thatcher replied to Cuckney to the effect that the British Gov’t would continue to support Westland in gaining orders in Europe.

In early January 1986, Heseltine then wrote to David Horne of Lloyds Merchant Bank, who was advising the European consortium (in reply to planted questions from Horne which had been dictated to him over the phone by one of Heseltine’s staff), giving him the advice which Thatch had declined to include in her letter to Cuckney. Contradicting Thatch’s reassurances to Cuckney, Heseltine claimed that the Sikorsky deal would be “incompatible with participation” in European helicopter projects. Heseltine’s letter was leaked to ‘The Times’. This was a blatant challenge to Thatcher’s authority as Heseltine had not consulted Downing Street, the DTI or Mayhew before writing to Horne.

Heseltine’s letter to Horne, on Thatcher’s request, was referred to the Solicitor-General, Patrick Mayhew. Mayhew sent a reply to Heseltine, noting “material inaccuracies” in Heseltine’s letter, and asking Heseltine to write to Horne again, correcting them. Mayhew’s letter of rebuke to Heseltine – marked “Confidential” – reached Heseltine at lunchtime on Monday 6 January and was immediately and selectively leaked to the Press Association by Colette Bowe, Chief Information Officer at the DTI, at Brittan’s request. There was controversy over whose orders Colette Bowe was following. The Attorney-General Michael Havers, took a stern view of leaks, especially of confidential legal advice, and threatened to resign if an official inquiry was not set up to look into it. Thatcher agreed to do this.

Cabinet met on the morning of Thursday 9 January 1986, with Thatch already having agreed her position with close colleagues at Chequers that weekend and arranged that Scottish Secretary George Younger should take over as Defence Secretary if Heseltine resigned. Westland was first on the agenda and Heseltine and Brittan were permitted to put their cases. Heseltine had won the moral high ground over the leaking saga, but Lawson recorded that he seemed obsessive at Cabinet and attracted little sympathy. Thatcher then reiterated her position, which had already been endorsed by the Cabinet, that Westland’s future was a matter for Westland to decide, and announced that as this was a time of business negotiations all answers to questions about Westland must be cleared through the Cabinet Office. Heseltine agreed.

However, in response to a question by Nicholas Ridley, Thatch then confirmed that this also applied to statements which had already been made. Heseltine argued that he should be allowed to reaffirm statements he had already made but Thatcher disagreed, arguing that Cabinet collective responsibility should be observed. Heseltine protested that there had been no collective responsibility and left. Heseltine then walked out of Downing Street and announced his resignation to the media.

Thatcher then adjourned the Cabinet for a brief break. George Younger was then offered and accepted the office of Defence Secretary, which Heseltine had just relinquished. The PM’s office then requested Malcolm Rifkind to take up Younger’s previous job, Scottish Secretary, which he accepted. Cabinet then resumed.

At 4 pm that day at the Ministry of Defence (rather than waiting to make a statement to the House of Commons when it resumed four days later) Heseltine delivered a resignation statement detailing his grievances. He blamed Thatcher’s intransigence. Tarzan may well have prepared this earlier, although his Private Secretary Richard Mottram says not. To Thatcher’s fury, Defence officials had helped him throughout the crisis and in preparing this document. Thatcher sent a letter to Heseltine, as is customary on these occasions.

On 13 January 1986, Thatch held a meeting with Whitelaw, Brittan, Younger and Wakeham to decide what should then happen. The conclusion was that Brittan, rather than Thatch, should reply to Heseltine’s statement on that day.

In his resignation statement in the Commons Heseltine accused Brittan of pressuring Sir Raymond Lygo, CEO of British Aerospace, to withdraw from the European Consortium. In response to questions in the House from Heseltine, Brittan denied that he had received a letter from Lygo, but later had to admit that he had received a letter from Sir Austin Pearce, Chairman of British Aerospace; he had not disclosed it, he claimed, because it was marked Private and Strictly Confidential. He was forced to return to the House a few hours later to apologise.

Robert Armstrong held an inquiry into the leaking of Mayhew’s letter and reported his findings to Thatch on 21 January. Armstrong concluded that Brittan had told Bowe to leak Mayhew’s letter through a telephone conversation to Roger Mogg, Brittan’s Private Secretary. Thatcher is said to have asked Brittan four times: “Leon, why didn’t you tell me.” Havers, who demanded the inquiry, later claimed: “Unless the PM is the most marvellous actress I’ve ever seen in my life she was as shocked as anybody that in fact it was on Leon Brittan’s instructions.” At the time, Brittan claimed he had misunderstood Thatcher’s wishes but later (on the television programme The Thatcher Factor on 7 April 1989) admitted that he had acted on the “express” instructions of Charles Powell and Bernard Ingham, Thatcher’s two senior advisers. On 23 January, Thatcher had to make a speech to the Commons on Armstrong’s inquiry.

Brittan was being heavily criticised because of the fall-out from the leak of the Mayhew letter and because of his lack of candour about the letter from British Aerospace. A meeting of the 1922 Committee Conservative back-benchers, demanded Brittan’s resignation. On 24 January therefore Brittan resigned.

On 27 January 1986, Labour set down an adjournment motion. Whitelaw, Howe, Wakeham, John Biffen and Douglas Hurd helped Thatcher draft her speech for this occasion. Ronald Miller, one of Thatch’s friends, was asked to help revise the speech and Thatch remarked to him that she might not be Prime Minister by six o’clock that evening if things went badly.

The Windbag was thought to have made a poor opening speech. Heseltine was frustrated at the Windbag’s failure to exploit the moment and claimed that Thatch’s statement brought “the politics of the matter to an end” and that he would support the Gov’t in the lobby.

Sikorsky then bought Westland, aided by mysterious prior purchases by mystery buyers, suspected by Cuckney and others, although without clear proof, of being an illegal concert party. 

 

Westland damaged Thatcher’s reputation and made her look anti-European for the first time. It has been suggested that Thatcher’s keenness on American control of Westland may have been linked to the Al-Yamamah arms deal, or that the US might have wanted Westland to sell Black Hawk helicopters to Saudi Arabia in circumvention of Congressional rules which prevented US arms sales to that country at the time.

Brittan’s behaviour was thought in part to have been motivated by resentment at his demotion from Home Secretary to Trade and Industry Secretary in September 1985. However, he also thought Heseltine’s mooted European consortium to be monopolistic and anti-competitive.

Apart from his clash of personalities with Thatcher, it was thought that Heseltine, concerned at having to take responsibility for Defence cuts which had been put back until 1986 and worried that Thatcher was unlikely to promote him further, was looking for an excuse to resign. Resigning would put him in good stead to be elected Party leader after, as seemed likely at the time, the Conservatives lost the next election due by summer 1988.

Heseltine retired to the back benches and spent nearly five years conducting an undeclared campaign for the party leadership. Although Thatch was re-elected in 1987, Heseltine eventually challenged Thatch in November 1990, polling well enough to hasten her resignation.

 

Now here are a few observations that you won’t find in any other accounts of the Westland affair, as well as of course, the observation that some of those involved were known to me and to people in Somerset who knew me.

All of the politicians involved as well as the civil servants, knew about Dafydd’s gang in north Wales and that Peter Morrison was part of it. They also knew about the wider Westminster Paedophile Ring. In July 2015, the Mail Online reported that in 1986, the then head of MI5 Sir Antony Duff wrote to Armstrong and told him that an MP had a ‘penchant for small boys’. Armstrong’s response was that ‘at the present stage…the risks of political embarrassment to the Government is rather greater than the security danger’. It is accepted that the MP concerned was Peter Morrison. It was Armstrong who warned Thatch about Jimmy Savile’s sexual tastes and told her that embarrassment could result if he was given a K. Thatch carried on lobbying for him to have one and he got one. It was Armstrong who, in the Spycatcher trial, coined the phrase ‘economical with the truth’.

Lord Armstrong gave years of loyal service to PMs who concealed organised abuse. He was PPS to Ted Heath, 1970-75 and Cabinet Secretary to Thatch, 1979-87.

What was Sir Peter Morrison’s own position while the huge fight was happening? He was Minister of State for Trade and Industry throughout much of it, Morrison was in that post between Sept 1985-Sept 1986.

No wonder Tarzan saw his opportunity and mayhem prevailed, with lies being told from all quarters.

There have been constant allegations that Leon Brittan was involved in organised abuse himself. He had certainly really pushed the boat out to collude with and to conceal it when he had been Home Secretary just before the Westland Affair blew up, including claiming that he could not remember being given the dossier of Westminster and other VIP child molesters by Geoffrey Dickens MP, then remembering that he had been given the dossier after all and then managing to lose it. See previous posts.

Michael Havers, during his time as Attorney General, is known to have blocked the prosecutions of Westminster and Whitehall figures whom it is now admitted were known to be abusing children. Havers was the MP for Wimbledon, so a number of the staff of St George’s Hospital Medical School who were facilitating and concealing the trafficking rings, including Professor Geoffrey Chamberlain, were among Havers’s constituents. See previous posts for information about Havers and his sister, Elizabeth Butler-Sloss, who was called upon to Chair the Inquiry into the Cleveland Child Abuse Scandal in 1988, which was a result of the activities of Dafydd’s Friends In The North and whitewashed that.

Patrick Mayhew, just a few years after the Westland Affair, when he had become Attorney General, authorised a number of prosecutions of me which were accompanied by requests that I should be imprisoned, on the basis of what Mayhew and the lawyers presenting the evidence knew was perjury. See post ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’. Before Mayhew was elected as an MP, he had worked as a barrister for the MDU and was the man responsible for ensuring that the paedophile psychiatrist Dr Morris Fraser continued to practice, even after he had sexually assaulted a child. Fraser was a Top Doctor based in Belfast and was involved with children from the Kincora Boys’ Home, which was the centre of a trafficking ring, linked with Dafydd’s gang in north Wales and other rings on mainland Britain. Lord Mountbatten and Anthony Blunt are two of the names which have been consistently linked with the allegations regarding Kincora. Peter Morrison’s sister Dame Mary was Woman-of-the-Bedchamber to Lilibet and Carlo was the Chancellor of UCNW while Dafydd and his mates used the college to facilitate their gang.

Morris Fraser subsequently left Belfast and relocated to London, where he worked at Springfield Hospital, the mental health unit attached to St George’s and UCL.

Mayhew was eventually appointed Secretary of State for N Ireland.

John Wakeham, later Lord Wakeham, some two years after Westland became Sir Peter Morrison’s boss in the Dept of Energy.

At the time of Westland, Douglas Hurd was Home Secretary. In which role he was colluding with the serious criminality in north Wales, much  of which was aimed at my friends and I. Hurd was also the nephew of a colleague of Prof Greig-Smith, the Professor of Plant Biology at Bangor, a senior member of staff in the Dept which employed D.G.E. Wood’s wife. See post ‘Additional Security Measures’. Before becoming Home Secretary, Hurd had been N Ireland Secretary.

I notice the running theme that was Lloyds Bank as well.

Throughout the Westland Affair, Heseltine was constantly batting on behalf of British Aerospace’s interests, in any way that he could, using whatever justification. The British Aerospace which had that factory in Sir Anthony Meyers constituency; Myers gained Brownie points by ‘supporting’ British Aerospace. Sir Anthony was a very keen European, as was Tarzan. Tarzan also wanted to become PM very, very badly. For further details of Tarzan’s Struggle, see post ‘A Legend Lives’.

Sir Anthony knew that Brown, me and our friends had realised that something very serious and very criminal was happening in north Wales, because by then the security services had us all under surveillance and Sir Anthony was Of MI6. We knew that whatever was going on was related to criminal conduct on the part of Top Docs and we knew that it involved sexual misconduct and drugs, but we didn’t realise that it was a pan-European trafficking ring involving Westminster and people associated with Lilibet. We knew that it was something big however, because the Top Docs were just quite mad and very, very nasty. Even the most hopeless plod in the world would have taken one look at them and concluded that ‘they’ve got something to hide Sarge’.

By the time that the Westland Affair had begun, the Top Docs were clearly prepared to do pretty much anything to block all complaints and shut us up.

After acting as a stalking horse in Nov 1989 and thus allowing the real challenge to Thatcher’s leadership a year later, from which Tarzan hoped to benefit – Meyer supported Tarzan in the leadership campaign which John Major eventually won – Meyer’s constituency party and the tabloid press turned on him. He was deselected and stood down at the 1992 General Election. Events were spiced up when the tabloids revealed that Sir Anthony had been having an affair – which lasted approx 25 years – with a former model and blues singer, Simone Washington. His wife knew and was unconcerned. I’m of the opinion that it was a matter for Sir Anthony, his wife and Simone, but when reading about Sir Anthony, I picked up a few clues that Simone and Sir Anthony’s wife might not have been the only people with whom Sir Anthony was discussing Uganda.

Meyer arrived in north east Wales in 1970 knowing that there was a VIP paedophile/trafficking ring already in place and he knew that they had plans to expand their business in a very big way in the near future. I cannot help suspecting that Sir Anthony might have been one of those attending Dafydd’s ‘clinics’ or even calling in at Dafydd’s Prestatyn knocking shop which I described in my post ‘You Know I’m No Good…’. Whatever was going on, Sir Anthony was as desperate as the rest of north Wales, Westminster and Whitehall and the legal and medical establishment to ensure that Dafydd and the gang were not put out of action, even if people had to die to keep the show on the road. Everybody was at each others throats, a few daft old men and one daft old women thought that they had a God-given right to a job as a Prime Minister and even more daft old buggers wanted to have sex with people who didn’t want to have sex with them. Even if the objects of desire were 12 years old, a refusal was not accepted.

Everyone involved in the Westland scrap will have been aware that what was happening were sordid political deals being done in desperation because a small group of young academics and media professionals had realised that something terrible was going on in north Wales and that it was Top Doctor-related. Why couldn’t the Windbag make a better speech when Thatcher was on the ropes? Partly because he’s hopeless, but partly because his mate Tony Francis was in it up to his eye-balls and Francis et al weren’t just serving up fresh meat to horrible old Tories. There were horrible old members of other parties involved as well. Including one who wasn’t so old.

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To return to the 1987 General Election and the plan by Dafydd and the gang to get me up to north Wales from Leicester, where I was then living, days after that election and frame me for a serious crime – attempting to stab a doctor (see posts ‘Workers’ Play Time’ and ‘Security, Security’). My documents show that Risley Remand Centre and David Ewart of the Mental Health Act Commission were on board with the plan, along with Dafydd, Laurie Wood, the manager of the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and Tony Francis and his colleagues at Ysbyty Gwynedd. The letter to Ewart saying that I had been arrested and was in Risley Remand Centre had actually been written at the North Wales Hospital and sent to Ewart. However the plan backfired because Jeff Crowther, a nursing officer at Ysbyty Gwynedd, didn’t tell as many lies as he was expected to tell and Sgt Morgan of Bangor Police Station refused to let D.G.E. Wood into the police station – Wood had no legal right to be there anyway. Neither would Sgt Morgan take statements over the phone from Angels from Denbigh who were ringing the police station while I was sitting in front of Sgt Morgan, telling him that I had threatened them.

I returned to Leicester the next day. Brown and I subsequently asked my solicitor if we could bring charges of perjury but he said that would not be possible. No complaints of mine were being investigated by the NHS, so I persisted with trying to get answers over the phone. I told Alun Davies that it would appear that he and his colleagues were guilty of conspiracy and perjury and that Sgt Morgan had told me that ‘they are all conspiring against you up there’. Davies bellowed down the phone ‘we’ll be putting in a complaint about him’. Sgt Morgan was subsequently arrested and charged with indecently assaulting a 14 year old girl in custody, on the grounds that he had put his hand into the back pocket of her jeans when he was searching her. He was found guilty and sacked. Jeff Crowther seemed to know that Sgt Morgan was going to be found guilty weeks before his trial.

Sgt Morgan’s colleagues were colluding with a gang who repeatedly buggered and raped children as young as nine. They beat them, they framed them for trivial as well as serious offences and they murdered some victims and witnesses.

Because so many transparent lies were told to me when I was trying to follow up my complaints in the autumn of 1987, on one occasion when yet again I was told that Dafydd ‘wasn’t available’, that no-one knew where he was or when he would be available, I told the secretary to tell Dafydd that I was due to speak to a tabloid newspaper about the mental health services in north Wales the next morning. Dafydd rang me within 20 mins and offered me a place at Liverpool Medical School if I dropped my complaint about him. I did not take up the generous offer.

On 18 Nov 1987, a fireball at King’s Cross Station killed 31 people. I was due to be passing through the station at the time of the fire. I had been delayed so I missed it. I have been told that the fire was supposed to have killed me.

 

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The Professor of Paediatrics at St George’s Hospital Medical School, Oliver Brooke, had been imprisoned for the possession of child porn just days after I was unlawfully arrested and imprisoned in Denbigh by Dafydd in Dec 1986. Brooke was a key player in a big pan-European paedophile ring, of which Dafydd’s gang were a part. Ollie Brooke had his sentence cut and was released on appeal by Lord Chief Justice Geoffrey Lane just before the 1987 General Election.

 

Sir Anthony Meyer once said of his wartime service that ‘Of the dozen closest friends of my youth, ten were killed in the war – a tragic waste of life.’

Hundreds and hundreds of kids passed through the north Wales children’s homes in the 1970s, 80s and 90s and many disappeared, never to be seen again. Of all the patients that I was illegally imprisoned with in Denbigh in the winter of 1986/87, I think that I am the only one who is still alive. Only about three of them were in late middle age at the time.

 

Readers might remember that the one thing that Heseltine still receives credit for is his role in the regeneration of Liverpool in the early 1980s. He channelled funding into areas like Liverpool 8. At the time Dafydd’s gang virtually ran Liverpool. Liz Stables, Dafydd’s mate who worked as the Angel at the Student Health Centre at UCNW from 1983, was formerly a teacher in Liverpool 8. Liz kept in touch with her former pupils, some of whom were sex workers and prostitutes and Liz visited Liverpool 8 on a frequent basis. Dafydd’s ‘drug clinics’ in north Wales were full of addicts from Liverpool. Dafydd’s neglectful and abusive ‘nursing homes’ also swelled with numbers of vulnerable people who had been dumped in north Wales by Liverpool City Council who considered them expensive, troublesome citizens. Dafydd made a fortune out of them and it was OK by Liverpool, because after I think it was six months, they then became the financial responsibility of the County Councils in north Wales.

There is an Angel called Mal Hendy who arrived at Ysbyty Gwynedd from Liverpool back in about 1985. Mal is very pleasant himself, but he has worked in north Wales for decades now and has witnessed patients violently assaulted, illegally detained, fitted up, threatened and abducted by the gang. He knows just how serious the crime is but like all of his colleagues, Mal hasn’t said a word about any of it.

 

Regarding the constant attempts of Dafydd and the gang to fit me up for serious offences. One person who knew exactly what was going on was Sgt Tim Evans of the North Wales Police. Tim was a neighbour of Mary Wynch’s and would have known that she had been wrongfully arrested and illegally imprisoned. When the Top Doctors were constantly demanding my arrest in the late 1980s/throughout the 1990s, it was often Sgt Evans who was called upon to arrest me. Jeff Crowther, the nursing officer at Ysbyty Gwynedd,  told me that Tim Evans had told Jeff that he thought that the situation was ‘farcical’ in that there was a hospital full of highly paid people claiming to be Experts, but they continually demanded the arrest of one ‘mischievous young woman’ whom the police could see was not dangerous and had not committed the crimes which were being attributed to her.

Tim Evans knew about the attempt to frame and imprison me in 1987. Still no-one asked any questions. In the early 1990s, Tim Evans was called upon by the Top Doctors to arrest me constantly. At one point I was told by Jeff Crowther that Tim told the Top Doctors quite frankly that I had rights as well and they could not simply demand that I be arrested when there was no evidence that I had committed any crime. In response to this Tony Francis wrote to the Chief Constable, complaining about Sgt Evans and explaining that I was very dangerous, that the Top Doctors’ complaints about me were not being taken seriously and explaining that as Top Docs they knew better than plods. The Chief Constable to whom Francis wrote was David Owen, who famously refused to co-operate with the investigation into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal, 1991-93.

Tim was asked to arrest me again within days of Francis writing to the Chief Constable. When I challenged Tim, he simply said that when he was sacked I would not be able to get him his job back. I was taken off to the police station for yet another interview about a non-crime. There were no charges brought against me.

I later heard that Tim was promoted to the rank of Inspector and was one of the officers whom it was suspected didn’t co-operate with the investigations into the abuse of children in north Wales. At one point, Tim Evans went ‘undercover’ in Cheshire. Dafydd’s gang operated in north Wales and Cheshire, everyone will have known who Tim Evans was…

 

 

Another familiar name who also was thought not to have tried too hard in terms of investigating child abuse in north Wales was Jo Bott, a former WPC with the North Wales Police who later became the Child Protection Officer for Gwynedd. It was Jo Bott who was involved in the case detailed in my post ‘It’s All About Protecting Children’. Jo Bott was asked to review the case of a young baby who’s father was being unlawfully denied any access after being asked to leave the family home days after the birth of the baby. The father was deeply concerned because the 18 year old son of his former partner – her son from a previous relationship – had abused two ten year old boys. After Bott’s initial visit to the baby’s father – which was requested by the baby’s father himself – Bott made a return visit to the baby’s father and told him that his former partner had admitted that her eldest son had abused two 10 yrs olds but Jo Bott ‘wasn’t worried’ about this, because the mother of the baby had told the 10 year olds not to visit the family home again. Jo Bott told the baby’s father that there would be no case conference. There were still no arrangements made for the father to visit his baby.

Some three weeks later, two neighbours told the baby’s father that the 18 year old son of his former partner had been caught once more abusing boys whom he offered to babysit. The baby’s father contacted the GPs in Bethesda with his concerns once more. Jo Bott arrived at the baby’s father’s house and told him and his new wife that there were absolutely no concerns about the family and told his new wife to ‘leave [his former partner] alone’. She had not had any contact in any way with her husband’s former partner since the relationship broke up.

I later found out that a deal had been done between the Bethesda GPs, Jo Bott, Gwynedd Social Services and the mental health services to maintain that it was the baby’s father who was a ‘risk’ to the baby in the face of no evidence that this was so. He was never aware that this deal had been done. He never did gain access to his baby, the baby is now an adult and his father has never met him. The baby grew up in a house with a paedophile. Just before the Waterhouse Inquiry, one person who witnessed the ‘deal’ being thrashed out because he lodged in the family home at the time was killed by a lorry.

Many years ago, the father of the baby in this case had witnessed the abuse of children in the Ty Newydd children’s home in Bangor and confronted the social workers responsible. He and his then wife received a visit from the Drug Squad a few days later, who planted Class A drugs on them; his wife had also witnessed the abuse of kids in Ty Newydd. At the station this man was punched in the face by a senior officer. He was left to walk home. He had a psychotic episode, set fire to his house, was re-arrested by the police, detained in Risley Remand Centre where he heard inmates on the ‘hospital wing’ wing beaten up by the screws every night and was then unlawfully transferred to Denbigh, where he was unlawfully detained for a year. The charges against him were dropped somewhere along the way.

This man always told me that he set fire to his house. The exact details were that he was hearing the voice of God and hallucinated a massive spider. He told me that he then heard a voice saying ‘raze this house’, so he lit a gas stove, turned it on its side presuming that it would set fire to the house and went up into the mountains, where he was arrested hours later, after being told that he was now going to be charged with arson and endangering life, thus it was off to Risley…

I received a message today telling me that all these years, a myth has been spun. I have been told that it wasn’t that man who set fire to the house at all. After he threw the stove on its side and went up into the mountains, somebody else went in and set fire to the house…

Til, who used to work at S4C and lived next door to that man in Gray Street, Carneddi and really hated him: do you happen to know who it was who did set fire to that house?

 

This was the Home Secretary in post when it all kicked off in Carneddi/Bangor Police Station/Risley/North Wales Hospital:

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I have made previous references to the good PR coverage that the paedophile gang are careful to ensure that they receive when exposure threatens. North Wales has been entertained over the past two years or so to see that, while things have got really seriously grim at the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board, the Betsi is constantly giving itself awards or even picking up awards from other organisations which are as questionable as the Betsi is. The awards are always accompanied by a pic of Top Docs, Angels and the presence of a journo ensures that a little piece will appear in the local paper.

I saw an article in the local press in north Wales concerning some Award Winners just after I had finished my PhD. Dafydd’s gang were getting very stressed indeed at the time, after their failure to stitch me up for a serious crime. They had told everyone that I’d be getting at least five years in prison before the trial had even started. Then Brown and me started appearing in the broadsheets and then we made it clear that one day we would be publishing about matters north Wales.

So imagine my surprise when in the midst of the Paedophiles’ Panic, I saw a few faces that I recognised staring out at me from the newspaper, Award Winners all. They were people whom I had known well through my years of battle with Dafydd et al. The person receiving a Extra Special Lifetime Achievement Award was Mike Williams, who was the charge nurse on Bryn Golau Ward when I was illegally held there by Dafydd, along with all the other witnesses/victims to the wrongdoing of the gang. Mike Williams witnessed Dafydd turning up after midnight to ‘visit’ me. Mike Williams knew that I had been detained illegally. Mike Williams was there when orders came from Dafydd that I was suddenly to be driven to the nearest railway station, put on a train to London, told to ‘shut my mouth about DA’ and that if I ever came back to north Wales I’d be arrested. Mike Williams was also there when he was asked if I should be put in the dungeon. That was when he started being nice to me. I’d Heard and he knew it.

Mike was nice to me for the rest of my time in Denbigh. I was told by another Angel years ago that Mike Williams was the only Angel there who wasn’t afraid of Dafydd. So I always wondered how he’d managed to keep his job at Denbigh. When I saw Mike receiving his award in the paper, I wrote to him and told him that I remembered him. I didn’t hear back, but I thought well it is a very long time ago and he’s 70 now.

The other Award Winners were an Angel called Ella Fisk, whom I had known for years at the Hergest Unit and a nursing assistant called Rosina Peglar from the Hergest, whom I also knew. The person dispensing the Awards was also known to me, a forensic Angel called Jackie Ehlen. Since then I have read my medical records in detail – the NHS was still unlawfully witholding them when those Awards were dispensed. It is clear from my records that everybody who won an Award on that occasion as well as Jackie, who handed out the Awards, was party to the most serious wrongdoing regarding my own case. They had all lied, or gained knowledge of perjury with the intent to frame me for offences of which they knew that I was not guilty. All of them knew that I’d been assaulted and that Dafydd had behaved highly improperly towards me and others. So the whole crew were flagged up as Award Winners before Brown and me published anything else and before my lawyers got hold of those records.

As for Mike Williams, it has been made clear to me recently that he was actually the worst of Dafydd’s henchmen, but he knew that I had a brain and that Brown and I were exchanging letters daily…

Hard luck Mike, I never ever forgot the suggestion that you should put me in that dungeon. So where are the bodies buried?

Mike has been well-rewarded for his help in running a paedophile gang who murdered witnesses. Mike has a yacht and once he officially retired he had a great time going off on the high seas.

Jackie Ehlen: About time that you told the truth about the death of Dorothy Griffiths isn’t it? Found dead on the ward after her parents refused to let her go to Denbigh? All those lies that you, Dr Sadie Francis and Dr Colin Flood told at the inquest, none of your stories were consistent and because you all swore blind that you were telling the truth and stuck to your stories, no-one knew who was telling porkies. Although it might have been all three of you, because the lab results said something different again…

Ella and Rosina: you worked at Ysbyty Gwynedd for years, you watched patients being abused, you watched staff lie to get themselves out of trouble and you were told by patients repeatedly of abuse and neglect. You also knew about that trafficking gang…

 

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I really do think that the Top Doctors et al don’t quite understand the enormity of that with which they have been involved.

 

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My last post ‘More Dogs That Did Not Bark’ discussed General Pinochet’s arrival in Britain in 1998, his stay at a private hospital in London and his subsequent arrest and detention in London after the Spanish authorities obtained an international arrest warrant. Spain wanted to extradite Pinochet and put him on trial for war crimes, but some helpful Top Doctors provided medical evidence that Pinochet was unfit to stand trial and thus the then Home Secretary Jack Straw overturned a Law Lords ruling that Pinochet should be extradited and Pinochet was flown back to Chile. Pinochet made a remarkable recovery the minute that he hit the tarmac in Chile and lived for another six years.

There was outrage, particularly as it was perceived that the Top Docs had done Pinochet a massive favour.

Now for a few more details with regard to those very helpful British Top Doctors.

When General Pinochet was placed under house arrest, he was staying at The London Clinic. The London Clinic touts itself as a leading ‘private hospital’ and is of course registered as a charity, but it also seems to provides hotel accommodation for the very rich elderly and frail.  Ian MacGregor’s volume on the 1984-85 miners’ strike discusses a meeting that MacGregor had with John Paul Getty II, which culminated in Getty giving a donation of £100k to the National Working Miners. MacGregor mentions that Getty was staying at The London Clinic, which was where Getty usually ‘lived’ when he was in the UK. One of the Trustees of The London Clinic, 1994-2002, was Thatcher’s Cabinet Minister John Biffen (see post ‘A Local Boy Made Good?’). For further details about the London Clinic and those involved with it, see post ‘A Legend Lives’.

I have not yet discovered which Top Doctor(s) operated on Pinochet’s back, which was the main reason for Pinochet’s visit to the UK, but after Pinochet was placed under house arrest, medical opinions regarding Pinochet’s fitness for extradition and trial were supplied by Prof Sir John Grimley Evans, Professor of Clinical Geratology at the University of Oxford; Dr Michael Denham, Consultant Physician in Geriatric Medicine at Northwick Park Hospital in London and Professor Andrew Lees, Professor of Neurology at the National Hospital for Neurology and Neurosurgery in London. Dr Maria Wyke, a Consultant Neuropsychologist at London’s Devonshire Hospital, provided an additional report.’

I provided full details of the background of Professor Sir John Grimley Evans in my post ‘A Few More Who Might Be Able To Answer Questions’.

Dr Michael Denham stars on the website of the London North West Healthcare NHS Trust, which provides the following information:

Dr Michael Denham recently retired as Consultant Geriatrician at Northwick Park Hospital having been both Secretary and later President of the British Geriatrics Society. He hosted the MRCP Examinations on several occasions, and features in the MRCP PACES video. He has recently successfully completed a PhD.

 

In may 1997, The Indie reported that Michael Denham had Chaired the Royal College of Physicians working party which had just published a Report concerning the serious problem of unnecessarily drugging elderly people in ‘care homes’. Denham made some damning comments about the practice, which he admitted was widespread. The Indie told us that:

The practice of “switching the patients out with the lights” is causing increasing concern among medical and charitable organisations, according to the report by the Royal College of Physicians. More than 90 per cent of residents of the homes are prescribed drugs, and nearly half are taking major tranquillisers and other sedatives. Dr Michael Denham, consultant geriatrician at Northwick Park Hospital and chairman of the working party that produced the report, said there had been a six-fold increase in places in private and voluntary homes since 1983, fuelled by a 30 per cent decline in NHS long-term care, which had placed a severe burden on local GPs.

“I fear that in some homes these drugs are being used like a chemical ball and chain to keep patients quiet. These are very frail physically and mentally ill people and virtually the entire lot are on medication, with a large proportion on sedatives. It is a growing cause for concern.”

National guidelines on prescribing drugs in the homes should be reviewed and closer monitoring introduced, possibly by giving overall responsibility to one or two GPs for each home, the report says…

The report, Medication for Older People, says that the over-65s are being prescribed 50 per cent more drugs than a decade ago. The annual number of items prescribed to older people has risen from 14.6 on average in 1985 to 21.8 in 1995. The cost of each prescription rose from £4.10 to £7.55 and accounted for almost half the increase in health authority drugs bills over the decade. Although older people make up 18 per cent of the population they receive 45 per cent of all prescriptions dispensed.

Dr Denham said doctors under pressure tended to have a reflex response to certain conditions such as dizziness in older people and prescribe a tranquilliser without investigating further. “If you leave them on tranquillisers they may end up with symptoms of Parkinsonism … There is a tendency to treat the symptom rather than the disease.”

However, underprescribing is also a problem, driven by some doctors’ ageist approach to treatment. The report says there is evidence that older people benefit more from drugs for heart conditions and high blood pressure than younger people, yet they are less likely to receive them.

“It is sad to note that … the attitudes of some doctors [remain] fixed to the concept of chronological age rather than biological age – the capacity of an individual to benefit,” it says.

 

That Report was published in 1997. It was an update of a previous one published in 1984.

When I was doing my A levels in 1980, my best friend worked in an old folk’s home in Bridgwater, the Drummier Nursing Home. The Drummier was famed throughout Bridgwater for being appalling. My friend, an A level student, told me that the old dears were told that she and other staff were ‘nurses’ and all of the residents were loaded up to eye-balls with a chemical cosh. The Drummier was owned and run by a woman called Johnson, who had previously worked as an Angel in the hospitals in Taunton and Bridgwater. Nurses who had worked with ‘Johnny Johnson’ told of how abusive she had been to the patients in the hospitals.  The Drummier remained up and running for a long time after we left Bridgwater to go to university.

In the summer of 1984, I applied for a job as a care assistant in an old folk’s home in Menai Bridge. I didn’t ever work there because those running it all turned out to be a bit bonkers. It was owned by a man who was an alcoholic and the woman running it, an Angel called Wendy – although that wasn’t her real name – had been sacked from her job at the C&A Hospital in Bangor for having sex with a patient on the ward. Dr D.G.E. Wood had patients in that home. I was told by one of Wood’s colleagues that of course, Wood wouldn’t ever put one of his own relatives in that place. ‘That place’ was located directly opposite the house where Top Doctors Tony and Sadie Francis lived.

Wood and the Drs Francis were facilitating the trafficking ring in north Wales, along with Dafydd, who owned old folk’s homes himself. By 1987, there had been many complaints to the GMC about the neglect, abuse and deaths in Dafydd’s homes, but no action was taken. Mary Wynch always maintained that her mother had been killed unlawfully, probably by a barbiturate overdose, while in one of Dafydd’s homes, but because Dafydd had Mary unlawfully arrested and sectioned, she was never able to prove it (see post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’).

In the early 1990s, I worked at Ceris Nursing Home, near Menai Bridge. Virtually all the residents were well drugged up. The woman who owned and ran Ceris, Mrs Murphy, was an SEN, not an SRN, which meant that Mrs Murphy was not qualified to take control of prescription medication, so Mrs Murphy was legally obliged to employ other SRNs/RGNs to do that. At least one of those registered nurses employed by Mrs Murphy had been sacked from a local hospital.

I worked in old folk’s homes in Gwynedd and Anglesey again during 1999. Every home that I worked in, except for one, was drugging the residents up. In one case, an elderly man was drugged with anti-psychotics when he complained about not being allowed to sit next to his wife during the day – the sitting rooms were separated on the grounds of gender, so a married couple who had been together for 50 years were separated. The old man protested, a tame GP was told how ‘difficult’ he was and out came the prescription pad. Not that the GP who prescribed for him and the other residents ever saw his patients, the order for the drugs was put in over the phone by the monstrous old bag who ran the home, Mrs Moffat, a former Angel of course and the prescriptions were sent over. This home also housed former North Wales Hospital Denbigh patients, including a lady who had been lobotomised. Furthermore she had been lobotomised years after Dafydd and Gwynne had stopped lobotomising awkward customers, or at least they had according to the journal articles and the books telling the history of the North Wales Hospital.

‘We didn’t know.’

Well how did I keep coming across the evidence then?

The lobotomised witness to the wrongdoing was hidden away in the Bryn Ceirios home at Pentraeth on Anglesey for years. Dafydd’s son Dr Dyfrig ap Dafydd works as a GP on Anglesey. I understand that Moffats are no longer at Bryn Ceirios; if they were I would suggest that someone disguises themselves as a transgendered elderly person and watch the confusion as everyone tries to work out whether they should be ordered to sit in the Men’s sitting room or the Women’s sitting room.

Elderly people are still being drugged up by Top Doctors at the request of Angels who run homes for the elderly and some of the offending homes are owned by Top Doctors. There was an EMI home on Anglesey, St Tysilio, owned by one of the Top Docs at Ysbyty Gwynedd. There were reports of abuse at St Tysilio. Dafydd’s mate Dr K. Shah, who was involved in my illegal detention in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh (see post ‘Hippocratic Oath Or Hypocritic Oaf?’), owned the Brig-y-Nant old folk’s home in Bethesda, where patients were abused and neglected, according to one of the care assistants there. Shah’s wife, an Angel, managed the home.

The drugging of the elderly residents of care homes is pretty much routine, no matter how many Top Docs Speak Out. When the Top Docs do Speak Out, the message is always the same – ooh, the GPs are becoming pressured by this and it’s putting a burden on the NHS. The GPs very often own the bloody homes, they’re making a packet out of mediocre or neglectful/abusive ‘care’ of the elderly.

For some of the details of the abuse and neglect that I witnessed while working in homes for the elderly, see post ‘Are There Dark Forces At Work – Again?’.
In many badly managed hospital wards for the elderly, patients are also drugged. The EMI patients who were abused in Tawel Fan at Ysbyty Glan Clwyd were inappropriately drugged. See previous posts. North Wales has hosted for many years one of the UK’s leading experts in EMI care – Professor Bob Woods. Bob Woods is one of many who ignored the trafficking ring and ignored the abuse of elderly patients. Bob Woods was far too busy concerning himself with being an Expert to give a bugger about them. Bob’s own colleague, Professor Clare Wenger, an expert in the care of the elderly herself, blew the whistle long and loudly a few years ago after she was horrified by what she witnessed passing for ‘elderly care’ in Ysbyty Glan Clwyd. She was denounced as a stuck up old cow by Ysbyty Glan Clwyd and the media. Every one of her colleagues remained silent. See previous posts. Well they’d spent years telling the world that they were experts in care for the elderly. Indeed, Bangor produced the Angel who became the first Professor of Gerontological Nursing, Professor Mike Nolan, a former teacher in north Wales who was years later given the Chair in Gerontological Nursing at Sheffield University (see post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’). Nolan used to run the day centre for the elderly at Ysbyty Gwynedd, where he ignored the abuse of patients. Mike Nolan’s day centre, the Deiniol Day Centre, was located next door to the Menai Day Centre, which was the forerunner of the larger Menai Day Centre which was located in the Hergest Unit when that was subsequently built. So we would go next door and watch Mike Nolan’s patients being abused and neglected and Mike Nolan and his colleagues would keep quiet about what was happening to us.
Did Mike Nolan also keep quiet about what was happening to kids when he worked as a teacher?
For a long while, the consultant psychogeriatrican for Gwynedd was the appalling Dr Devakumar, one of the self-styled ‘BMA psychiatrists’ who’s name and signature is all over my documents, demanding that I be sent to a secure hospital on the grounds of my insanity and dangerousness (see previous posts). Other Devakumar highlights included him swearing at Empowered Service Users – including me – and rolling his sleeves up in a ward round and threatening to have a fist fight with an Empowered Service User (not me amazingly enough).
Dr Devakumar ran the service for sick doctors in north Wales. They didn’t come much sicker than Devakumar and his colleagues…
It was hardly surprising that the Angels in north Wales had no idea how to care for elderly people, because they had never ever been taught how to. Not only were those responsible for ‘training’ the Angels in north Wales frequently clueless and unpleasant, but I watched what happened to student nurses in the hospitals and they were left to flounder. My first experience of this was in 1984, when I was admitted to the A&E at the C&A Hospital in Bangor with a serious injury. There was a student nurse left with me who was pleasant but clearly terrified of the blood spurting out of me, had no idea what to do and was barked at by a passing Angel to fill the documentation in regarding my details. So this poor teenager sat next to me, floundering with the paperwork, saying ‘I’m sorry, I’m new, I’m a student’ and no-one helped her or even told her what she should be doing. At one point, someone said to me ‘I know what you’re thinking but please don’t say it’. I thought, no I’m not going to say a word about this girl not knowing her arse from her elbow, because I can see that no-one is even trying to teach her anything.
I have since been told that the C&A knew that they were being called upon to treat that cow of a UCNW student who was creating uproar re Gwynne the lobotomist, so I wasn’t going to have the benefit of an Angel who knew what she was doing.
Dim problem Top Docs, I am on the side of that Angel – she was a nice girl who was being shafted by you. As were the rest of us you worthless turds.
Now, here’s an interesting story. Liz Stables, the Angel who worked at the Student Health Centre at UCNW in the 1980s and helped facilitate Dafydd’s trafficking gang, trained as an Angel in north Wales and had worked in all the local hospitals in the region. She told me an anecdote involving one newly qualified Angel who was sacked from Llududno Hospital back in the 1980s, because when a Top Doctor told her to warm up some blood, she opened the bag of blood, emptied it into a saucepan and put it on the cooker ring.
I wouldn’t do that to warm up blood and Liz Stables wouldn’t, because someone has familiarised us with the way in which blood is warmed up for clinical use, but what’s the betting that no-one had ever taught that fresh-faced Angel how to warm up blood? If I know anything about the NHS in north Wales, that Angel will have been set up after having been identified as needing to be removed from the inner sanctum of the Angels and Top Docs. That lot screwed up on an hourly basis and people died; furthermore the whole lot of them were running a sex trafficking gang. The newly qualified Angel will almost certainly have raised a concern about some aspect of very serious wrongdoing and the rest of them will have been just waiting for their chance…
Liz Stables was a friend of Dafydd’s. That’s how careers were built, it was entirely unrelated to one’s clinical skills.
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Er – no.

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

 

Sir Ronnie in action:

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In the Waterhouse Report, Ronnie explained that although he was given evidence that John Allen did serially sexually abuse many of the boys in his care at Bryn Alyn and that there were boys who were known to the other kids as ‘Allen’s bum boys’, there was no evidence that John Allen was violent – except for those occasions on which he lost his temper of course, when the temporary loss of control resulted in extreme violence – and furthermore John Allen was a kind and generous man who gave certain boys at Bryn Alyn many thousands of pounds and expensive gifts, such as motorbikes and stereos. Dafydd too was a kind and caring man who was harassed by me mercilessly, as Dafydd’s friend Professor Bluglass confirmed in another Report, compiled in 1989, which was when the kind and generous John Allen was giving his bum boys thousands of quid and motorbikes.
Three years after Dr Mike Denham raised his deepest concerns about the practice of drugging elderly people which the whole of his profession silently endorsed and continue to endorse, Dr Mike was of very great assistance to the old war criminal from Chile.

Andrew John Lees, Professor of Neurology at the National Hospital for Neurology and Neurosurgery, Queen Square, London and UCL, helped old Pinochet out by providing medical evidence. In 2011 Lees was named as the world’s most highly cited Parkinson’s disease researcher.

Lees studied medicine at the Royal London Hospital in Whitechapel, which was on the patch of one of the trafficking gangs linked to the north Wales gang. Lees then trained as a neurologist at the Pitie-Salpetriere Hospital, Paris, UCH and at the National Hospital for Neurology and Neurosurgery.

Lees was Director of the Reta Lila Weston Institute of Neurological Studies at UCH, 1998-2012. From 2002 to 2012 Lees served as Director of the Sara Koe PSP Research Centre funded by the PSP Association to conduct research into progressive supranuclear palsy.

In 2006, Lees received the American Academy of Neurology Movement Disorders Life Time Achievement Award. In 2012, he was awarded the Dingebauer Prize by the German Society of Neurology. In 2014 he was awarded the Jay Van Andel Award for outstanding research in Parkinson’s disease. This prize is awarded by the Van Andel Institute which was created by Jay Van Andel co-founder of Amway and a Parkinson’s disease patient.

Jay Van Andel might well be motivated to fund a research institute if he suffered from Parkinson’s himself, but not only do I suspect that the co-founder of Amway would not have the knowledge to decide which the most promising lines of research to follow would be, but the profits from Amway was not exactly clean money. I remember Amway really well, it swept north Wales in the early 1990s and friends in Somerset told me that Amway had arrived there as well. Amway was a pyramid selling con which involved flogging expensive detergents and soaps to people who probably didn’t need them. Amway gripped regions of the UK where there was a lack of secure well-paid work – it was why Amway took north Wales by storm – and it also appealed to better off ruthless money grubbers who thought that they could add Amway to their portfolio and make a quick buck.

In 2015 Lees was awarded the Association of British Neurologists Medal. He received the Bing Spear Award for outstanding contributions towards Saner drug policies in 2016.

Bing Spear was a corrupt civil service mandarin who spent decades at the top of the Home Office Drugs Branch; Bing was Deputy Chief Inspector and then Chief Inspector and what a gift he was to Dafydd and other Top Docs who flogged any drugs requested to anyone who had the dosh to pay for them. From the information available, it seems likely that Bing was an addict himself and involved with serious organised crime (see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’). Bing was found dead four days before Sir Peter Morrison was in July 1995, days before Dafydd ‘retired’, clutching in his paws the contract for providing ‘substance abuse services’ for the whole of north Wales (see post ‘The Evolution  Of A Drugs Baron?’) and before the Tory Gov’t told lies about the North Wales Hospital Denbigh now having closed. By that time Ronnie Waterhouse’s ESP had let him know that he would be Chairing the Waterhouse Inquiry, although William Hague didn’t announce it for another year. Meanwhile, Ronnie got on with his tour of Wales, wining and dining with many people who should have asked questions about the activities of Dafydd and the gang but didn’t (see post ‘Heart Of Darkness’).

Throughout 1994 and 1995, the mental health services were, once more, frantically planning and implementing plans in an effort to have me banged up in a secure hospital without trial (see post ‘The Banality Of Evil’).

 

Andrew Lees has also been awarded the Parkinson Canada’s Donald Calne Award and Lectureship for 2017.

Lees has delivered various keynote lectures and memorial lectures worldwide including the UK, Thailand, Budapest and Dublin. Other of his achievements include: Council Member for the Academy of Medical Sciences, UK, National Institute for Health Research Senior investigator, Co-founder and past President of The Movement Disorder Society, Former Co-Editor-in-Chief of the journal ‘Movement Disorders’, UK Government NICE Guidleline Development Group for Parkinson’s Disease (2016-2019), Visiting Professor to the University of Liverpool, Visiting Professor to the Hospital Sao Rafaele, Salvador Brazil, Honorary overseas member of the Academia Nacional de Medicina, Brazil.

In addition to his academic career, Lees has written a book about the  city of Liverpool and co-authored the authorised biography of footballer Ray Kennedy, with Kennedy himself. Ray Kennedy played for Arsenal and Liverpool in the 1970s and early 80s and in Jan 1982 joined Swansea City, but his career ended not long after due to Parkinsons, although he was still a young man. Kennedy was particularly high profile in terms of being a Liverpool player.

Andrew Lees was a longstanding friend of Oliver Sacks, who went to school with Jonathan Miller and remained a close lifelong friend of Miller. Sacks trained at the Middlesex Hospital, Gwynne the lobotomist’s alma mater, an institution which provided Gwynne with lifelong protection. Miller was a Top Doctor, as was his father and Jonathan Miller made some very helpful TV programmes about Madness and how helpful Top Doctors are in the face of Madness in the early 1990s, just when Dafydd and the paedophiles really needed a bit of good PR. Jonathan Miller’s son William worked at the BBC with one of my friends who knew what happened to me in north Wales and was forced out of the BBC soon after Jonathan made those programmes on Madness. Miller and Sacks were big mates with Eric Korn, who was a marine zoologist and had links with UCNW. See post ‘The International Language Of Screaming’ for information on this charming trio and their numerous links to Dafydd and the gang.

Oliver Sacks, like Andrew Lees, also trained at the National Hospital for Neurology and Neurosurgery, Queen Square and Lees was acknowledged in the preface of Sacks books ‘Awakenings’, a story about treatment of lathargica, which was made into a film starring Robin Williams and ‘The Island of the Colour Blind’, which deals with Parkinsonism.

Robin Williams was found dead in 2014; it was assumed that he’d hung himself, although the reason why was unclear. He had previously experienced drug and alcohol problems as well as depression, but his suicide was attributed to early stage Parkinsons causing his depression.

In his memoir “Mentored by a Madman” Lees explains that his career was influenced by Conan Doyle’s character Sherlock Holmes and by the self-experimentation of William Burroughs.

William Burroughs was famous for his ‘counter-culture’ books detailing his lifestyle, which revolved around an aggressive brand of gay sex accompanied by misgyny and excessive consumption of heroin. What I remember most about William Burroughs’ writing is his description of a corrupt, decrepit old incompetent Top Doctor whom Burroughs and his mates use for their supply of heroin or to patch up the wounds when someone gets shot, but whom they refuse to go anywhere near if one of them is actually ill. I have known since the mid-1980s that north Wales has a Top Doctor of that variety. Unbelievably, he is still there.

 

One of the UK’s leading neurologists of the generation before Andrew Lee, in whose footsteps Lee followed, was Lord John Walton. John Walton was the Bastard of Newcastle-upon-Tyne and dedicated his life to protecting Dafydd and the gang, which Walton was in an excellent position to do holding numerous powerful roles, including President of the BMA, 1980-82; President of the GMC, 1982-89; Warden of Green College, Oxford, 1983-89; President of the Royal Society of Medicine, 1984-86. Walton was Mr Newcastle-upon-Tyne, when that city supplied the gang in north Wales with both children and staff. See post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’ for more info on John Walton.

 

The Lord Walton of Detchant
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In a House of Lords debate in 2015.

 

Enemy Of The Paedophiles in need of treatment for a brain tumour? Ooh, we’ll just give Lord John Walton a ring and see what he thinks.

Lest anyone accuse me of ‘surely this can’t happen’, it can and it does. When D.G.E. Wood and Tony Francis lost their tempers with me when I first raised concerns about Gwynne the lobotomist, they both screamed at me that if I didn’t withdraw my complaint my career would be ruined and no Top Doctor would ever treat me. I have 10,000 documents in my possession which demonstrate that is exactly what they worked very hard to achieve and they were able to nobble every other Top Doc whom they approached, even Top Docs who didn’t like them. Because they were involved with a bunch of gangsters.

Francis has killed himself but Wood is still with us. I haven’t needed life-saving surgery yet Wood, but I know damn well that I wouldn’t get it if I did, so before that ever happens, you’ve got this blog to deal with you worthless criminal murdering bastard. It is well past the time when someone should have dealt with you and your massive network of criminal associates. Higher pay? I’d cut your fucking pay and pensions by half and then have most of you marched out of your sodding consulting rooms in handcuffs and detained until full confessions are made.

Andrew Lees, a Top Doctor with strong links to Merseyside  and the University of Liverpool, knows them all over at The Walton Centre, who find that their clinical skills are so ineffective when called upon to treat Enemies Of The Paedophiles. Andrew probably knows Dr Death, who served as Chancellor of Liverpool University, 1996-09 and was of course a neurologist and psychiatrist himself before he decided that he was destined to become PM (see post ‘Dr Death’).

Gee Dr Death, come and join our party, you’re a Top Doc from Tommy’s who has the full gen on the Westminster Paedophile Ring and can con the electorate into believing that you’re a caring man with principles who Supports The NHS. We don’t want to die Dr Death, please, not us, we like a drink, we live comfortable lives, we’re all developing type II diabetes, we’re at risk of heart attacks, we’ll do whatever the BMA say, not us, please, it’s not as if we are Empowered Service Users who need to be refused NHS treatment or banged up in Risley Remand Centre because Dr DA says so.

 

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Andrew Lees’s expertise in combating Parkinsonian symptoms has had little effect on the prescribing practices of his psychiatrist colleagues, who continue to wield the prescription pad with alacrity with regard to anti-psychotics, although those drugs not infrequently lead to irreversible Parkinsonian symptoms, resulting in Empowered Service Users visibly twitching and grimacing involuntarily until the day that they die, even if they stop the medication. Some Top Docs are acutely aware of this and only prescribe anti-psychotics when they really do feel that there is no other option, but many more, including dear old Dafydd and his mates of course, really enjoyed prescribing ‘medication’ for unknowing patients without giving them any clue as to what could happen to them.

Brown always told me that if you are Dafydd and you need to ruthlessly exclude your victims from society, anti-psychotics are great because if the patients develop tardive dyskinesia, they look like nutters and even if what they are saying is entirely rational no-one will take them seriously. I saw a few prime examples of this.

There was a lady who used to go to the day centre at Hergest called Delyth, who was really nice and very popular with other patients. Delyth had very severe tardive dyskinesia, so severe that when she was on the bus, members of the general public used to give her a wide berth. When Terry Maxwell and Alun Davies elicited the Great Genocide in the run up to the Waterhouse Report and withdrew virtually all facilities for mental health patients including insisting on the closure of the Menai Day Centre, Delyth was one of those who didn’t survive for much longer. She was placed in some sort of old folk’s home in Penmaenmawr, although she wasn’t elderly and she died not long afterwards. Delyth had had the Denbigh Experience, so there was probably a good reason why she had to be marginalised and finished off at such a critical time.

The world leading Springfield Hospital attached to St George’s Hospital Medical School also had a surprisingly high number of patients with tardive dyskinesia, I would see them wandering around clad in clothes purchased from the hospital shop (see previous post), twitching like there was no tomorrow and bloody hell did they look weird. But then so would I had I ever followed the advice of the Top Docs. Not the sort of weird that upset the Top Docs so much and was lovingly documented as evidence of my Dangerousness – pink hair, untoward hats and hairstyles, Doc Martens etc – but really weird. The sort of weirdness that Empowered Service Users exude when they have been left to die after the attentions of the Top Docs.

Here’s Professor Lees, from who’s expertise General Pinochet benefited even if no-one else has:

 

Andrew Lees

 

 

Dr Maria Wyke who provided an additional report on Pinochet seems to have a limited recent internet presence, although she is mentioned in some articles discussing Pinochet’s case. I have found some old journal articles with her name on, including one published in Dec 1987 with Simon Baron-Cohen and Colin Binnie, in ‘Perception’ about synaesthesia. Wyke’s affiliation was given as the Department of Clinical Psychology, at the Institute of Psychiatry. In 1987 the Institute of Psychiatry was heaving with Top Docs who were concealing the crimes of Dafydd et al in north Wales as Alison Taylor, Mary Wynch and I refused to keep quiet. Many of the gang in north Wales had passed through the Institute of Psychiatry themselves during the course of their ‘training’. The Institute of Psychiatry at the time was located at the Maudsley, also heaving with Dafydd’s mates, which was given as Colin Binnie’s affiliation. Baron-Cohen stated his affiliation as the Dept of Psychology, UCL.

Wyke also published an April 1993 article on synaesthesia with Baron-Cohen, John Harrison and Laura H. Goldstein. Harrison’s affiliation was given as the Academic Unit of Neuroscience, Charing Cross Hospital. By April 1993, Dafydd’s gang had pressed charges against me for staring at a social worker, Jackie Brandt, in Safeway’s and I subsequently appeared in Bangor Magistrates Court later that summer. Brandt, who had previously illegally detained me and then refused to answer any questions about the matter, had told the police that I had screamed and sworn at her in Safeways, such that she believed that I was going to attack her. When cross-examined in the witness box she started crying and admitted that I hadn’t said anything to her at all, but I had looked at her. For further details see previous posts, including ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’. My solicitor told me after the case that I would have been found not guilty had I not started laughing when Brandt began crying. This was a woman who was a member of a paedophile gang, who had goose-stepped into the Court glowering at me, got her own name wrong when asked by the magistrates – ‘Jackie Muriel Billings’ – who then perjured herself and had to retract. Of course I laughed, it was ludicrous.

Did this case set a precedent – in the case of transparent perjury, a guilty verdict will be returned if the defendant laughs? Perhaps we should ask the Chairman of the Bench who presided over that case, Gwynfor Evans. Gwynfor was a retired bank manager from Holyhead. God knows what he did when he was in charge of that bank.

It was subsequently recorded upon my medical records by Dr Sadie Francis that I ‘stormed out of the Court, ranting and swearing’. No, I was far too busy laughing, which was why I had been found guilty…

Jackie, it cost me £60 thanks to a bent Bench, but that was a performance of a lifetime, it was memorable. You were trotting around Gwynedd sectioning witnesses and victims of a paedophile gang, you rang the police and had them break somebody’s door down because they hated you and wouldn’t let you in, Gwynedd Social Services were under investigation by the North Wales Police because of allegations of a huge paedophile ring and you forgot your own name. And I was found guilty because I laughed at you.

The North Wales Police concluded in 1993 that there was no evidence of a paedophile ring in north Wales/Cheshire. Lucille Hughes, Dafydd’s mistress and Jackie’s boss, was delighted. The London-based media reported on the investigation into a possible paedophile ring in north Wales.

Meanwhile, at Bangor University, the paedophile gang was causing havoc by levelling fallacious allegations of anti-Welsh racism at Graham Day, a senior sociologist. ‘The Guardian’ provided full coverage of Graham’s wicked ways but forgot to mention that those who were causing the problems included some former social workers employed in Gwynedd. See post ‘Badlands’. At the time Bangor University was still completely under the control of Dafydd’s gang.

 

Laura H. Goldstein who co-authored with Mari Wyke is now Professor of Clinical Neuropsychology at King’s College, London and Honorary Consultant Clinical Psychologist at the Lishman Unit, South London and Maudsley NHS Foundation Trust. Goldstein’s books include:

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Goldstein also co-authored ‘Frangou, Sophia, Stuart Donaldson, Michael Hadjulis, Sabine Landau and Laura H. Goldstein. “The Maudsley Bipolar Disorder Project: executive dysfunction in bipolar disorder I and its clinical correlates.” Biological psychiatry 58, no. 11 (2005): 859-864.

Bipolar disorder is still on average not diagnosed until approx 15 years after the condition has developed, is frequently misdiagnosed and very often so poorly managed that the patient’s life is disrupted to a far greater degree than it should be. The best attentions of the Maudsley et al seem to be having very, very little impact on the lives of most people with this condition. David Healy recently published some work which demonstrated quite clearly the sorry state of affairs with regard to bipolar disorder and there has been much comment recently on the way in which bipolar disorder has become an acceptable, even fashionable, illness among high profile people. Try having bipolar disorder when you’re living in north Wales; your lifestyle will not be that of Stephen Fry and you won’t be cultivated in the way that Mr Fry is either. It was noted by people having the Empowered Service User Experience that Stephen Fry went to the US for treatment, although he was happy to make documentaries about bipolar disorder which provided much good PR for the UK Top Doctors.

Stephen Fry is not a stupid man, he knows exactly what life is like for most people with bipolar disorder in the UK and he did not touch on those harsh realities when he was enthusiastically raising awareness and educating the public. A friend recently told me that Stephen is no longer touting himself as a celebrity manic depressive, having been told by a Top Doc that he doesn’t have bipolar disorder after all. This rather proves my point about the Top Doctors and their expertise, but Stephen’s change of status has received very little publicity. There has been no massively promoted BBC series entitled of ‘The Secret Life Of The Incompetent Top Doctors, Who Have Got It Wrong Yet Again’.

 

There are references to another co-author of Wyke’s, John Harrison, a neuropsychologist, in both the UK and the US; I have not had time to find out whether they are the same person or two people working in the same field.

 

I could spend time trawling through everything that these folk have published and who they have published it with, but I have enough here to make the point that when they were early career researchers, they worked with and were mentored by people who were concealing a trafficking gang and perpetrating research fraud.

Simon Baron-Cohen is of course now world famous, he established his reputation in the field of dyslexia and used to turn up as a guest at the School of Psychology at Bangor University when Professor Fergus Lowe ruled over that domain (see previous posts for more info on Baron-Cohen). The Fungus who built his empire entirely upon blackmailing and threatening people in high and low places who had colluded with Dafydd and the gang (see posts ‘He’s Not The Messiah, He’s A Very Naughty Boy’ and ‘Feet In Chains’).

The parents of children whom I know with dyslexic kids are still reporting that they are having terrible trouble getting help from the state school system. There was a quip on Radio 4 the other day from a not very old comedian remembering his terrible school days as a kid with dyslexia and how little understanding or support there was. He observed that the difference between kids who got support and those who didn’t was £400. He was spot on. Parents battle for ages, get nowhere but are told that if they consult a psychologist privately, their child can be assessed and once that happens, the doors to ‘support’ will open. Well they will if their child is at the right sort of school. If they are at a school which still is incapable of supporting dyslexic kids, those with more money give up and send their kids to a private school. I used to work at Hillgrove School in Bangor, a small private school, which was packed with lovely kids who had encountered terrible problems in the local state schools because they were dyslexic and the schools just couldn’t deal with it.

Bangor University’s School of Psychology was a centre of excellence with regard to dyslexia. This reputation was built upon the work of the late Professor Tim Miles, who was a pioneer in the education of dyslexic children (see post ‘Sleeping With The Fishes’). Tim’s pioneering work was carried out among children on Anglesey in the mid-1960s. At the time, Lucille Hughes worked as a social worker on Anglesey, precisely as the Children’s Officer. Dafydd himself was conducting a ‘community health’ project with another member of the gang on Anglesey.

Tim Miles must have seen at least some clues as to what was happening to some kids on Anglesey.

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The MP for Anglesey at the time was Cledwyn Hughes, later Lord Cledwyn, who spent his career concealing Dafydd’s gang (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’). Lord Cledwyn was a big mate of the parents of one Glenys Kinnock, a girl from Holyhead who became a teacher and had a Windbag of a boyfriend from south Wales, who’s later career as a Professional Windbag received a considerable boost from Lord Cledwyn. The Windbag knew one Tony Francis when they were at Cardiff University.

When I was working at Hillgrove School, Tim’s colleague Anne Cook got very angry with me when she heard me telling one of my friends that I had a lot of dyslexic children in my class at Hillgrove. Ann snapped at me ‘and have you completed the MSc in dyslexia?’ I explained that no I hadn’t, but I had completed some of the SEN modules on the MEd and I had never told anyone that I had completed specialist dyslexia training, presuming that I was being accused of misrepresenting my experience. Cook walked off in silence, with a distinctly frosty aura.

I wondered for ages what is was that had riled Anne Cook that day. I can’t be sure, but I am wondering whether Anne Cook was angered to have come up against evidence of her failure. There she was, Bangor University’s dyslexia expert, yet Hillgrove School was full of kids with dyslexia who’s parents had withdrawn them from the local state schools in despair. The state schools which were providing the training for the student teachers at Bangor University and the subject material for that centre of excellence re dyslexia that was the School of Psychology. The reason why the dyslexic kids coped better at Hillgrove was really very, very simple. There were eight or so kids in the class, so the teacher had much more time to address whatever difficulties the children had. It is not rocket science, this is quietly acknowledged by nearly all teachers and it is often the main reason why parents who’s children encounter difficulties with academic work send them to a private school. If kids are bright and happy and have no problems, they are fine in a class of 30. They are not if they have problems learning.

Whatever expertise Baron-Cohen et al believe that they have, it is not being felt by huge numbers of children with dyslexia in many state schools. Few people will admit that and no-one will admit the rotten roots from which the dyslexia experts have arisen: Dafydd et al in north Wales and Lord Brian Flowers et al in the University of London. See previous posts.

 

Before Professor Simon Baron-Cohen became Mr Big in dyslexia, another name one would hear a great deal about in dyslexia circles was that of Dr Margaret Newton, who worked in the Dept of Psychology at Aston University. Tim Miles was a big pal of Margaret Newton. In the 1970s, Bangor and Aston were the only universities carrying out any research into dyslexia and even in the 1980s, Bangor and Aston led the field. London University didn’t get a look in. Brown knew Margaret Newton, she taught him when he was an undergrad. She was a little old lady who rode a massive motorbike and like Tim Miles, she endeared herself to many people. Like the endearing Tim, the endearing Margaret worked alongside some very unpleasant people.

There was Professor Elwyn Edwards for a start, who invited male freshers to his room for a welcome drink, only to greet them dressed in nought but a silk dressing gown and would then try and seduce them (see post ‘A Vintage Crop’). Above Elwyn Edwards, at the top of Aston University, there was Thatch’s favourite VC, Sir Freddie Crawford, who was as corrupt as they come and had a criminal son who relied upon his dad to get him out of trouble. Crawford junior was found dead in an hotel in Israel, allegedly from a drugs overdose, but that was one of the ways that witnesses to the wrongdoing of Dafydd and the Westminster Paedophile Ring tended to go. Then there was Aston’s student doctor, the dreadful Philip Cauthery, who doubled up as a sex therapist, was on the Editorial Board of ‘Forum’ magazine when the small ads were colonised by paedophiles and presided over the highest student suicide rate of any UK university. See previous posts for details on Philip Cauthery, who like Dafydd, was protected from scandal as a result of being a Top Doc.

Freddie Crawford was subsequently appointed Chair of the Criminal Cases Review Commission, which caused a huge row because Crawford was an active Freemason. Freddie Crawford was a big name in Birmingham civic life, which at the same was highly corrupt, partly as a result of the West Midlands Serious Crime Squad. A trafficking gang linked to Dafydd’s also operated in the West Midlands and many kids from the region were sent to children’s homes in north Wales. Dafydd’s mate Professor Robert Bluglass reigned supreme over the NHS in Birmingham and he was subsequently joined by Tony Francis’s mate Professor Ian Brockington (see post ‘Ian Brockington’s Mischief’).

I have no idea how much Margaret Newton knew about the serious crime swirling around her, but with Sir Charles Evans and then Professor Eric Sunderland at Bangor along with Fungus and Dafydd and then Freddie Crawford at Aston, nothing will have been clean. I’d be interested to know how Lord Brian Flowers wangled things to ensure that London University was able to start touting itself around as being a centre of excellence in dyslexia.

London University: I know that you’re all big and posh and grand but perhaps you could drop me a line and let me know exactly what the deal was between the Gov’t and the Universities of London, Bangor and Aston re the whistleblowing students from UCNW and Aston who in the 1980s tripped over the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Thanks London!

 

I used to know someone who kept getting my name wrong and calling me Sally Butler. She explained that she kept making this mistake because she knew that my name was the name of one of the Education Acts, either the Baker Act or the Butler Act, but she couldn’t remember which one.

Altogether now, from assorted politicians and people in various universities who take themselves rather more seriously than they deserve to be taken:

I ‘Ate You Baker

I Hate You Butler

 

 

An article in ‘The Guardian’ dated 13 Jan 2000, published the week after the ‘six hours’ of ‘medical tests’ which were performed on Pinochet at the Northwick Park Hospital in order to determine his fitness to stand trial, stated that Andrew Lees is a fluent Spanish speaker and that the tests were conducted in Spanish, ‘Pinochet’s native tongue’.

Lees’s status as a medical adviser to the British Boxing Board of Control is mentioned in ‘The Guardian’ article. In which case Lees might like to explain why the BMA mysteriously dropped their opposition to boxing, which in the late 1980s they were determined to outlaw; Dr John Marks, the then President of the BMA really had the bit between his teeth on that matter. The BMA won just about every battle with every Gov’t, but they didn’t win that one. We haven’t heard anything about the dangers of boxing from the BMA for a very, very long time now and boxing is now being advertised as a healthy past-time for young men in danger of going off the rails and even as Empowering for young women. The medical evidence with regard to boxing isn’t in any way controversial; being repeatedly hit on the head is not a good idea and if you’re really unlucky, you can die after one punch, which is still on occasions happening in boxing matches.

So then BMA, what shut you up? Er – perhaps Andrew Lees’s knowledge of the slurry pit which was Dafydd and the gang, which became deeper and deeper and deeper and with which you are intimately involved? It can’t have been the favour that Andrew Lees did for Blair’s Gov’t regarding Pinochet because you’d gone silent with regard to the dangers involved in boxing before then.

 

‘The Guardian’ told us that Maria Wyke was also a fluent Spanish-speaker and ‘specialises in studying brain behaviour relationships… in evaluating and treating people thought to have something wrong with their nervous system.’

Press reports from 2000 stated that Maria Wyke worked at the Devonshire Hospital, London. I don’t think there is a Devonshire Hospital, London, but there is a Devonshire Unit, which is a huge wing of The London Clinic. I assume that is what the press reports are referring to. The London Clinic in which Pinochet was placed under arrest, after arriving there for his back surgery…

The Top Docs can cater to one’s every need when they feel so inclined.

 

It is obvious that these Top Docs of ‘outstanding national and international reputation’ as Jack Straw described them got it completely wrong with regard to their assessment of Pinochet, which can only mean that their tests do not work, or they were seriously incompetent or they knowingly produced misleading reports.

The additional report by Dr Maria Wyke caused particular controversy, as her work was criticised in detail in July 2000 in a report written by Dr Nimisha Patel, Head of Clinical Psychology at the London-based Medical Foundation for the Care of Victims of Torture.

 

I was so busy blogging yesterday that I didn’t have time to dig out the names of the Top Doctors who provided the reports on Pinochet, a helpful reader e mailed me the names last night. However, he told me that he couldn’t find the name of the Top Doc who carried out the operation on Pinochet’s back anywhere. Pinochet was placed under house arrest at The London Hospital within days of his arrival there. Pinochet was not a man to go unprepared, he arrived in London with armed bodyguards, who were with him in The London Clinic. Pinochet will have known that the Spanish authorities wanted to put him on trial and were in hot pursuit of an extradition order. So it was certainly convenient that The London Clinic had a Spanish speaking neuropsychologist – Maria Wyke – available to provide an additional report on Pinochet.

Did Pinochet actually have any surgery on his back at The London Clinic? Is it possible that The London Clinic knew that the General might need a helpful neuropsychological medical assessment conducted by an expert fluent in his native tongue – you can’t argue with that! – before he arrived at the clinic with his lumbago? If General Pinochet had tried to claim social security on the basis of that bad back of his, he’d have been accused of swinging the lead.

 

I, Daniel Blake:

 

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Augusto Pinochet’s regime was responsible for various human rights abuses during its reign, including murder and torture of political opponents. According to a Gov’t commission report that included testimony from more than 30,000 people, Pinochet’s Gov’t killed at least 3,197 people and tortured about 29,000. Two-thirds of the cases listed in the report happened in 1973.

Professor Clive Foss estimates that 1,500–2,000 Chileans were killed or ‘disappeared’ during the Pinochet regime. In October 1979, the ‘New York Times’ reported that Amnesty had documented the disappearance of approximately 1,500 Chileans since 1973.  Among the killed and disappeared during the military regime were at least 663 Marxist MIR guerrillas. The Manuel Rodríguez Patriotic Front, however, has stated that only 49 FPMR guerrillas were killed but hundreds detained and tortured. According to a study in Latin American Perspectives, at least 200,000 Chileans (about 2% of Chile’s 1973 population) were forced to go into exile. Additionally, hundreds of thousands left the country in the wake of the economic crises that followed the military coup during the 1970s and 1980s. Some of the key individuals who fled because of political persecution were followed in their exile by the DINA secret police, in the framework of Operation Condor, which linked South American military dictatorships together against political opponents.

According to Peter Kornbluh in ‘The Pinochet File’ “routine sadism was taken to extremes” in the prison camps. The rape of women was common, including sexual torture such as the insertion of rats into genitals and “unnatural acts involving dogs.” Detainees were forcibly immersed in vats of urine and excrement, and were occasionally forced to ingest it. Beatings with gun butts, fists and chains were routine; one technique known as “the telephone” involved the torturer slamming “his open hands hard and rhythmically against the ears of the victim,” leaving the person deaf. At Villa Grimaldi, prisoners were dragged into the parking lot and had the bones in their legs crushed as they were run over with trucks. Some died from torture; prisoners were beaten with chains and left to die from internal injuries. Following abuse and execution, corpses were interred in secret graves, dropped into rivers or the ocean, or just dumped on urban streets in the night. The body of the renowned Chilean singer, theatre director and academic Victor Jara was found in a dirty canal “with his hands and face extremely disfigured” and with “forty-four bullet holes.”

The practice of murdering political opponents via “death flights”, employed by the juntas of Argentina and Chile, has been the subject of numerous alt-right internet memes, with the suggestion that political enemies be given “free helicopter rides.” In 2001, Chilean President Ricardo Lagos informed the nation that during Pinochet’s reign, 120 bodies had been tossed from helicopters into “the ocean, the lakes and the rivers of Chile”.

 

Margaret Thatcher’s friend. Treated to tea on the Commons terrace. Given the best treatment that the British medical establishment could rustle up which also got him off torture and murder charges :

 

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Now for more background on someone else introduced to readers of this blog in my last post ‘More Dogs That Did Not Bark’, Karl Davies, the Plaid activist who at one point worked for BBC Wales and sent me inadequate replies to my letters to the BBC. I mentioned that I remembered reading that Karl had stood as a Plaid candidate in north Wales in an election back in the 1980s. I have discovered that Karl stood for Plaid in Clwyd North West in the 1987 General Election, on the 11 June. That was the General Election in which everything was up for grabs and the dirty tactics were even dirtier than usual. The Windbag really thought that he was in with a chance and he was out and about in Llandudno and on Anglesey with Mrs Windbag, where he did actually kiss babies and children. Plaid got their hopes up as ever and wanted a good showing across Wales rather than just in their traditional stronghold of the north and the west. After all the effort and everyone keeping quiet about the paedophile gang in north Wales, Thatch romped home.

Documents in my possession show that before that election, Dafydd et al had very carefully planned to get me up to north Wales (I was living in Leicester at the time) a few days after the election, where once I was there, I would be fitted up for a serious offence and imprisoned in Risley Remand Centre. I have evidence that Risley Remand Centre and the Mental Health Act Commission were colluding. It went pear-shaped when a nursing officer didn’t tell as many lies as he was required to do so and by the refusal of Sgt Morgan at Bangor Police Station to play ball. See eg. posts ‘Workers’ Play Time’ and ‘Security, Security’. The nursing officer’s wife later died in the care of Ysbyty Gwynedd at the age of 40 years or so and he subsequently went into hiding after receiving death threats. Sgt Morgan was found guilty of indecently assaulting a teenaged girl in Bangor Police Station and was sacked. The nursing officer who found himself been bitten by the hand of the paedophile gang whom he had politely ignored if not actually fed, seemed to know that Sgt Morgan was going to be found guilty immediately after Sgt Morgan was charged, long before his trial.

Alun Davies, the NHS manager at Ysbyty Gwynedd, had previously bellowed down the phone at me ‘we’ll be putting in a complaint about him’ after I reminded Davies that Sgt Morgan had admitted that ‘they’re all conspiring against you up there’.

 

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Karl Davies polled the least votes out of the four candidates who stood in Clwyd North West in June 1987. Sir Anthony Meyer, the sitting Tory MP held the seat.

Clwyd North West was a very fraught constituency. It covered an area which was/is a paedophiles’ friends’ stronghold and included part of the Colwyn Bay area, which as I have previously described is a favourite location for the higher paid paedophiles’ friends to reside, as well as many police officers, due to the HQ of the North Wales Police being sited there. Dafydd’s umbrella Professor Robert Owen lived at Colwyn Bay (see post ‘In Memoriam – Professor Robert Owen’), as does the former Chief Executive of Gwynedd County Council, Huw Vaughan Thomas (see post ‘I Know Nuzzing’) and his wife Enid Rowlands (see post ‘Dirty Rotten Scandals’) and many, many more. Gwynfa Unit, the children’s mental health unit where children were raped, buggered and beaten, was sited at Colwyn Bay and the Angel who ran the Unit, a former Denbigh Angel called Nigel Mannering Berry, lived at Colwyn Bay and in later life was the Director of Colwyn Bay Masonic Hall. Dr Barry Kiehn, the Top Doctor who was attached to the Gwynfa Unit, also lives in Colwyn Bay. See post ‘Don’t Be Silly, He’s Nice’.

In 1983, a civil war broke out in Clwyd West when that bestest of paedophiles’ friends, former Denbighshire social worker and Tory MEP Beata Brookes, did dreadful things in an attempt to become the Tory candidate for Clwyd North West (see post ‘The Celtic Iron Lady And Yet More Recent History’). Sir Anthony, the sitting Tory MP for Clwyd North West, did battle and prevented the corrupt old cow from achieving her ambition, for which we should be forever grateful. Sir Anthony then memorably stood as the stalking horse in a leadership challenge against Thatch in 1987. Sir Anthony was widely ridiculed but it was this action which resulted in Thatch facing a stronger leadership challenge and being ousted in Nov 1990. I very much suspect that Sir Anthony took the view that this really was too much, corrupt fucking police officers trying to fit up the target of a trafficking gang and then stitching up the police officer who protected her. How do I know that Sir Anthony knew about it? Because MI5 had my phone bugged, they’d wired up the hospitals, the police stations etc etc as I have previously described and they knew what was happening to me in 1987.

The security services knew exactly what was going on and it was getting very, very out of hand. Sir Anthony was the sort of old upper crust gent who would have had links with the security services.

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MI5: Thatch was subsequently deposed. Many thanks. She was replaced by John Major, who concealed exactly the same trafficking ring, using the same Ministers and the same infrastructure – the Top Doctors and the welfare services. What you did not do was warn Brown, me or any other targets.

On 18 Nov 1987, a fireball at King’s Cross Station killed 31 people. I was due to be travelling through there at the time of the fire, but I was delayed. Since beginning this blog, I have been told that the King’s Cross Fire was supposed to kill me.

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MI5 shouldn’t have replaced the Gov’t, they should have obliterated the medical establishment. I and my friends had the evidence which would have allowed them to do that, but they stood by while we all had our lives and careers destroyed.

 

On 9 April 1992, the General Election was held. Once more, the Windbag got his hopes up.

 

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John Major was returned as PM and Rod Richards was elected as the Tory MP for Clwyd North West. Rod Richards is one of those who later admitted that Thatcher knew that Sir Peter Morrison was molesting children.

Peter Morrison stood down at the 1992 General Election.

Some two weeks after the 1992 General Election, a firebomb was thrown into a building in Brighton where a party was underway, to which a number of witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal had been invited. Five people died. See post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’. The man who was alleged to have started the fire was killed when he was hit by a lorry a few days later. A number of other party-goers were found dead in the following years.

The year 1992 saw a flurry of peerages handed out to paedophiles’ friends. Dr Death was one of the lucky winners.

 

To return to Karl Davies, who wanted to enter the fray in Clwyd North West in 1987. Karl Davies was brought up in Abergele, just down the road from Colwyn Bay. North Wales was entertained when back in the 1990s, Abergele was named in the media as being somewhere with a vigorous swinging scene. Dafydd owned a house just down the road in Prestatyn. What did Dafydd do in that house? He held clinics of course. Very odd clinics, because from what I heard when I listened into one of those clinics, there was loud music being played, drinks were being dispensed and there was much noise and raucous laughter. That house was in very bad nick as well, it wasn’t maintained and if I had turned up there for a clinic, I would have left immediately. However, the house was a substantial size and would have been just right if one wanted to hold a party without anyone complaining or indeed even watching what was going on.

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Karl Davies studied law and history at Aberystwyth University, alongside so many who found work with the corrupt lawyers of north Wales. After failing to become the Plaid MP for Clwyd North West, between 1990 and 1993, Karl worked as Parliamentary Editor for BBC Wales, responsible for producing two weekly television programmes and organising all political news coverage for BBC Wales. So Karl was in that post during the 1991-93 North Wales Police investigation into the possible paedophile ring, which drew a complete blank. No evidence found of any such thing. Neither did any of the chaos and craziness which surrounded Dafydd et al ever find its way onto BBC Wales or indeed any part of the BBC.

Karl had worked for the BBC prior to 1990, but I’m not sure when; he had produced the BBC Radio Cymru programme ‘Heddiw’.

In 1993, Karl became Chief Executive of Plaid, remaining in post until 2002. In May 2002, Karl’s career took a new direction. The enthusiastic Plaid activist who had even stood for Parliament, took up the post of Director of the Welsh branch of the NAHT (National Association of Head Teachers).

In 2002, I was forced out of my teaching job after Keith Fearns, the leader of the Arfon Community Mental Health Team, paid a visit to the Headmaster of Hillgrove School and told him that I was a dangerous nutter who ‘carries knives in her handbag’. I didn’t have a handbag at the time, with knives or anything else in it. The Headmaster told Fearns that he had never had any concerns about me, whereupon Fearns left. Over the next few days, the Headmaster and his wife received numerous telephone calls from the parents of children, who had been told that one of the teachers was a dangerous loony. The person who had told them this was another parent, who was employed as a psychiatrist at the Hergest Unit. I told Hillgrove that I’d stand down to save them any more grief. It wasn’t sufficient, the paedophile gang carried out a further attack on Hillgrove School, which caused very much more trouble than Fearns’s lies about me had (see previous posts).

I will be blogging more about this soon, but at this stage I’ll make the following observations now that Hillgrove has closed, although I won’t provide full details of events, because I do not want the former pupils to be identified. At Hillgrove, there were two children of social workers whom it was believed were being sexually abused at home. One of those children, some five years later, as a teenager, carried out a serious sexual assault on a little girl. A Hergest Unit assessment maintained that he posed no risk. There was one child of a Top Doc at Ysbyty Gwynedd who was being sexually abused by a relative. There were two children of police officers who were known to be subjected to serious physical violence at home. There were two children who’s parents were known to be involved with serious crime, mainly drug dealing and one of the children told me that he had been threatened with a gun by his mum’s boyfriend. There was one child who’s mother was a sex worker. She is now employed as an Angel at Ysbyty Gwynedd. I don’t know how, because although she began training as an Angel years ago in Derbyshire, I’m fairly sure that she didn’t qualify.

None of these serious child protection issues were ever reported. Hillgrove School knew exactly what would have come their way if they had ever pointed a finger at a Top Doctor, a social worker or a police officer. I would not be surprised if these abusive criminal parents in professional positions were used as a stick to beat Hillgrove with when they employed me.

Now, the other staff at Hillgrove. One was the wife of Peter Field, the former Head of the School of English at Bangor University. Peter Field worked at Bangor University when the paedophiles’ friends ran the institution and he knew all about them. He also knew that Dave Nunn, one of his colleagues, had been destroyed by the gang after a period of illness. I knew Dave from the Hergest Unit. Dave disappeared from north Wales a few weeks after reading the laughable affidavit concerning my alleged crimes that Dafydd swore into Liverpool High Court at the end of 1994 and telling the Top Doctors, including some Top Doctors from outside of north Wales who were requested to section him but refused, what was in that affidavit. See previous posts. Another Hillgrove teacher was Sally Atkinson, who’s father was John Webster, who had been a lecturer at Bangor Normal College, at the hub of the paedophiles’ friends. Sally Atkinson had regular socials with Gwynedd social workers, including Judith and Macolm Stammers, who had worked with Dafydd at Denbigh and with everyone at the Hergest Unit. Sally Atkinson waxed lyrical about how Hillgrove School was failing to adhere to child protection procedures. So were Sally Atkinson and all her mates in the trafficking gang… Another teacher had been the neighbour of one of Dafydd’s victims when they had both lived near Bethesda back in the 1980s and she knew about much of the wrongdoing involved in his arrest and imprisonment. Another teacher was the neighbour of Adrian and Alison Bell, two retired members of staff of the Plant Biology Dept at Bangor University who, like Peter Field, knew all about the trafficking gang. Adrian was one of those who simply ignored me when I told him that Brown was receiving death threats. Adrian also ignored the pleas for help from two other students whom he knew were being targeted by the gang and were being seriously harassed by the Drug Squad. Another teacher at Hillgrove was married to someone who worked at the Hergest Unit and knew how badly the patients were treated.

I was not the only teacher at Hillgrove who was targeted by the gang. I was friends with another teacher who was living with a violent man and this was known; she was sporting bruises. He threatened to kill her if she tried to leave. I knew her well and she was very frightened. One day, she summed up the courage and told him that she was off. He contacted Hillgrove School and told them that she was a drug addict. Her GP confirmed this. She was sacked. The drugs to which she was addicted were benzodiazepines, which had been prescribed by the GP who knew that she was living with a man of whom she was terrified. They lived in Llandudno – Dafydd’s territory.

There is very much more that I could say regarding the criminal methods used by the low-life employed as Top Docs, Angels, social workers and police officers who caused such chaos in order to force me out of my job at Hillgrove, but I am not going to compromise other targets and victims.

There was another Hillgrove parent of two of my former pupils whom I need to mention. She used to work as an Angel in Denbigh and she staffed Bryn Golau Ward when I was illegally imprisoned by Dafydd in the winter of 1986/87. She was one of the nicer nurses and she spent time telling me of at least some of the laws which Dafydd had broken. The documents in my possession are covered in her protests regarding what was happening to me; she recorded it all and provided full details of the laws which were broken, the ‘deal’ that Dafydd struck with Superintendent Roberts at Bangor Police Station to have me wrongly arrested and illegally imprisoned and of how Dr Neil Davies was also part of it. Her children had no idea that I had known their mum before they were born. Her daughter did tell me that long ago her mum worked at a ‘terrible, terrible hospital in Denbigh’ and that she left because it was so bad.

That nurse is now dead. She was taken ill very suddenly, at about 40 yrs old and died in the care of Ysbyty Glan Clwyd. She died just a few weeks after I was forced out of my job at Hillgrove.

Wendy Gough-Hughes – another witness who is now dead. All the patients who were in Bryn Golau Ward with me are dead and so is the one honest Angel who dared raise concerns about what was happening.

Dafydd and Fearns, you have a great deal of explaining to do.

 

Do you wish that perhaps you hadn’t started all this Top Doctors?

 

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Back to Karl Davies!

Upon being appointed as Director of NAHT in Wales, Karl stated that he had only ever intended to stay with Plaid Cymru in the short term: ‘I don’t see myself as moving out of the political process: I will be involved in politics in a different way. It might be more satisfying: being involved intensively in one area’. Karl stated that education ‘is the most important political field in Wales at the moment. And Jane Davidson, Assembly Minister for Education and Lifelong Learning, is keen to work with unions to develop a Welsh agenda’.

Jane Davidson is from Birmingham and has a background in education herself. When she was Minister for Education, Jane found herself in the middle of a scandal after it was realised that Jane had authorised the transfer of £2 million from ELWA,  a ‘learning and training organisation’, which slipped through ELWAs hands into the hands of another company who could not explain where the dosh had gone. Neither had Gov’t accounting procedures been followed and other irregularities had not been disclosed when requested.

The Chair of ELWA at the time was Enid Rowlands. Enid is a ‘proud north Waleian’ who refused to relocate to south Wales when appointed as Chair of ELWA, nearly all of whose staff were in south Wales. Enid is married to Huw Vaughan Thomas, who was Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council when the paedophile gang were busy within. Huw was then appointed as Auditor General for Wales, after the previous Auditor General for Wales, Jeremy Colman, was imprisoned for the possession of child porn.

It gets better.

After the £2 million fiasco and the redundancy of nearly 100 staff, Enid refused to resign as Chair of ELWA. An interim Chief Exec had been appointed – Dr Peter Higson. Higson was an Executive Director of the North Wales Health Authority when one Enid Rowlands was the Chair. Enid Rowlands is the former Chair of Victim Support; served on the GMC for 8 years; has served as a member of the North Wales Police Authority, as a member of the S4C Authority and has been/is a member of the BUPA Council. Enid is the former Chair of Education and Skills Wales, which was responsible for all post-16 education and training in Wales outside HE.

The icing on the cake is that Enid was and might still be the Chair of the Solicitors’ Regulation Authority.

Enid has a degree in psychology. What’s the betting that degree was undertaken in the Dept of Psychology at Bangor, under the watchful eye of dear old Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends?

After ELWA imploded, Dr Peter Higson bagged himself a new job, as Chief Exec of the newly created HIW (Health Inspectorate Wales). After some nine years at the helm, Higson left HIW, to become Chair of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board. Higson’s early career had been as a clinical psychologist in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and then as the manager of that institution, while Dafydd kept the victims of the trafficking gang in the dungeon out there. HIW was declared as not being fit for purpose immediately after Higson departed.

See post ‘Dirty Rotten Scoundrels’ for more information on the putrid network of this little bunch.

 

 

To return to Karl Davies. When joining NAHT as Director, Karl explained: ‘Coming from politics, I would be in a good position to assist NAHT in their reaction to policies and in the lead they give to change in Wales’.

No-one seems to have mentioned the words ‘conflict of interest’ to Karl, but then no-one mentioned them to Peter Higson and Enid Rowlands either. They are not words that one hears as often as one should, particularly in north Wales. Indeed, Karl’s huge conflict of interest was positively embraced by his new employers: ‘I chose Karl Davies because he has enormous experience at putting over a message, both through the media and through politics,’ said David Hart, General Secretary of the NAHT. (I do not know if this David Hart is the mad right wing figure who used to lurk in the shadows and advise Thatcher.) ‘He has substantial political connections, with a particularly Welsh dimension. His Plaid Cymru background will enable him to make effective representation at the Assembly level.’

Neither had Karl long left his political ambitions behind. Karl had stood for selection as the Plaid Parliamentary candidate for Ynys Mon (Anglesey) at the previous General Election, ie. 2001. Ynys Mon was won that year by Albert Owen, the Labour candidate.

There was a little local difficulty in terms of education on Ynys Mon at the time, in the form of Holyhead School. It was in meltdown, as a consequence of the gross incompetence of the Head, Margaret Chantrell and her fuckwit of a Deputy, Gerald Hewitson. I undertook one of my teacher training placements at Holyhead School in 2001 and had nothing but aggro from Gill Dennis, the students’ mentor and Hewitson, the ‘senior mentor’. I was not alone – Dennis and Hewitson maintained that all the trainee teachers but one were so terrible that we should all be failed. They worked particularly hard to fail one student within days of him arriving. We never worked out what it was that he was supposed to have done that was so terrible, but Dennis told us all how much she hated him within days of our arrival. Dennis claimed that he was ‘unprofessional’. Er, OK Dennis, pots and kettles come to mind. Hewitson’s golden good-bye to one student teacher was to sexually harass her on her last day. Bangor University received constant representation from student teachers at Holyhead School regarding unfair practice on their placements.

The parents of Holyhead were not happy with Chantrell either. The train into Bangor in the morning was full of kids who’s parents had refused to send them to Holyhead School. Chantrell and Hewitson’s response to this was to berate the citizens of Holyhead for ‘not supporting’ them. I witnessed the way in which Hewitson spoke to the children’s parents and he spoke to them in exactly the same way as he spoke to their kids – very rudely.

On the last day of my placement, Gill Dennis told me that she hated Holyhead School and only volunteered to be a mentor for the student teachers in order to elicit a glowing reference from Hewitson, to enable her to find a job at another school.

Gill Dennis was pretty much a one-off among the classroom teachers at Holyhead, most of them were very nice and very friendly. The school was only in bits because of the senior managers. The staff had no confidence in Chantrell and Hewitson and Chantrell was hardly ever in the school anyway. She spent most of her time ingratiating herself to the officials in the Welsh Assembly because she wanted a job there. Presumably Chantrell was on good terms with Jane Davidson.

Chantrell did not get her job in the Assembly and she disappeared from Holyhead School after it could no longer be denied that she was the problem and the number of children at the school fell by half as hundreds and hundreds of them were withdrawn by their parents.

For more details of the mismanagement of Holyhead School, see previous posts.

As for all those ‘unsuitable’ student teachers whom Holyhead School demanded that Bangor University should fail, they all went on to teach without doing anything dreadful, although of course I faced serious allegations from the paedophile gang within a year of qualifying. Most of the people whom I did teacher training with at Bangor did leave teaching within a few years, because teaching is basically in a mess. Many of them moved into jobs with universities. I only know of one of my peers who came unstuck. He didn’t undertake a placement at Holyhead and he was never flagged up as being a cause for concern while he was a student. This young man bagged a job at at school near Colwyn Bay and was later obliged to resign after a sexual relationship with a sixth former, but I don’t know the details. That young man was offered his job after I was shortlisted for the same job. I have been recently told that I didn’t get that job because just before the interview, the school received a phone call warning them that they had a dangerous nutter sitting in the interview room…

 

Karl Davies knows the man who was the Plaid Parliamentary candidate for Ynys Mon at the 2005 General Election, Eurig Wyn. Eurig didn’t win the seat, the Labour MP Albert Owen retained it. However, Eurig Wyn was an old hand at politics, he had served as the Plaid MEP for north Wales, 1999-04. So Eurig was in that seat at the time of the publication of the Waterhouse Report and its aftermath. One would have thought that having previously worked as journalist for the BBC, Eurig Wyn might have had a few thoughts on the Waterhouse Inquiry…Prior to his selection as the Plaid candidate in 2005, Eurig Wyn had spent about a year building up a profile in Ynys Mon; the seat was one of Plaid’s target seats for 2005, but Labour held on.

Eurig was the region’s MEP when Holyhead School was sinking like a stone. He didn’t say a word, but then neither did Albert Owen. Instead Albert was happy to provide a bit of PR for Holyhead School, he proudly told everyone that he was an old boy. Holyhead School has hosted a bigger star than Albert in the dim and distant past though – Baroness Windbag is a former old pupil of Holyhead!

Glenys, that school and indeed the residents of Holyhead could have really done with your help at the time. The Baroness must have had her hands full with other duties. What was she busy with precisely? Well, between 1999-09, Glenys was an MEP for Wales! Prior to that, Glenys had been the MEP for South Wales East, 1994-99. Little wonder she missed the Waterhouse Inquiry into child abuse on her home patch, although she could have always have asked the Windbag’s mate Tony Francis if he knew anything about it all. Ooh – the child molester George Thomas had spent decades as a Labour MP in south Wales, the Windbags knew him very well… South Wales also hosted Ron Davies who has some interesting past-times. Ron was still a Labour MP and indeed Secretary of State for Wales when Glenys was an MEP for South Wales East.

Glenys might have noticed something else on her home patch of south Wales at the time of the Waterhouse Inquiry though. The huge scandal involving John Owen, a drama teacher at Ysgol Gyfun Rhydfelen in Pontypridd. Owen was a big name in Welsh language children’s writing and drama for young people and wrote/directed the S4C teenagers series ‘Pam Fi Duw’ (Why Me God). John Owen had been sexually abusing his pupils and it transpired young people in theatres, music festivals etc as well for decades. There had been serious complaints about him at least as far back as the early 1980s and Mid-Glamorgan County Council, the WJEC exam board and of course Ysgol Rhydfelen, had ignored or concealed every one of them. Ron Davies had been employed as an education adviser by Mid-Glamorgan Education Authority while John Owen worked at the school.

John Owen was finally arrested and charged and he killed himself – at least it was presumed that he had died by his own hand – just before his trial in Oct 2001. After his death, as more and more former pupils and their parents came forward, all those people who had stood by John Owen swearing that he was innocent admitted gradually that yes, er, we did know. Including his girlfriend. After John Owen was charged, HTV continued working with his material. Menna Richards, a senior exec with BBC Wales, was one of many who attended Owen’s funeral.

I do not think for one second that John Owen’s friends and colleagues should have abandoned him and demanded that he be buried in unconsecrated ground. But they did know what he was doing, they lied their arses off and told the kids who were trying to escape his attentions that they were the liars.

For the full story on John Owen, see post ‘Yet More Inglorious Bastards’.

 

After Karl’s change of career in 2002 and his burning ambition to become Director of the NAHT in Wales, what with him realising how important education was in Wales, people must have been a little surprised when in 2003 Karl was up and off again, after having found himself a new job! On 1 August 2003 the BBC issued a press release stating that Karl had been appointed as the Secretary for BBC Wales. As the mad mother in the horror film ‘Carrie’ said ‘the Devil has returned to his own…’

Here’s what the BBC said:

BBC Wales has named Karl Davies, Director of the National Association of Head Teachers in Wales, as its new Secretary.

The new post – which involves leading the accountability process for BBC Wales and supporting the Broadcasting Council for Wales – is key to the success of BBC Wales in fulfilling its obligations to viewers and listeners.

For Karl, who spent nine years as Plaid Cymru’s Chief Executive, it is a return to his roots.

He spent three years as Parliamentary Editor for BBC Wales from 1990 to 1993, responsible for producing two weekly television programmes and organising all political news coverage for BBC Wales, and previously produced the BBC Radio Cymru programme Heddiw.

Brought up in Abergele, he studied law and history at University of Wales, Aberystwyth, and in the 1980s stood as a parliamentary candidate in Clwyd North West.

Karl is delighted to return to BBC Wales.

“I worked there for four years and it was one of the happiest periods of my life,” he said.

“It’s an organisation in which I believe very strongly and I’m glad to be coming back and contributing at a particularly exciting time.

“The BBC, of all organisations, is the one that has risen to the challenge of devolution in the widest sense, and it’s an exciting time to be involved.”

Professor Merfyn Jones, the BBC’s National Governor for Wales who chairs the Broadcasting Council for Wales, said: “I am delighted to welcome Karl Davies back to BBC Wales.

“He has all the skills that this very demanding job as The Secretary requires and I look forward to working with him in this rapidly changing world of broadcasting.”

And BBC Wales Controller Menna Richards said she was pleased to be welcoming Karl to the team.

“Karl’s vast experience in the many institutions of Welsh public life has equipped him with the qualities needed to lead our accountability process in this period of change, with the establishment of the new media regulator Ofcom and our first steps in the formal process of reviewing the BBC’s Royal Charter,” she said.

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What was I doing by the time that Karl decided that the BBC were in need of his talents once more and that he remembered how happy he was when he had worked there all those years ago, before he tried to enter Parliament and then gave up politics and decided that it was the arena of education for him? I had by then begun a PhD at Bangor University, the institution of which Merfyn Jones was then VC. I had left teaching after the paedophiles’ friends caused havoc and tried to have me struck off the teaching register. That hadn’t actually happened, because a junior Gov’t Minister had cleared my name. That Minister was a friend of Merfyn’s.

Karl, how ever is it that wherever I went, there, high above me in the superstructure, was you? I suspect that Merfyn might have asked himself the same question. Indeed, before I knew anything about Karl Davies, one of my colleagues at Bangor University who was under fire from the paedophiles’ friends himself noticed the aggro that Merfyn was getting and said to me ‘have you noticed how Merfyn always seems to be surrounded by these very difficult people wherever he goes?’ The same man later cited Karl as being one of those very difficult people….

I notice that in the small print, on the BBC press release, there are the words ‘printable version’. Would someone like to send me the unprintable version of the press release when it was realised that Karl fucking Davies was back?

 

After Ron Davies finally had to bow out of the Labour Party following the Moment of Madness on Clapham Common and then that business of Looking For Badgers, he joined Plaid. See post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’.

 

Karl Davies was succeeded as Chief Executive of Plaid by Dr Dafydd Trystan Davies, who was Chief Exec, 2002-07. Dafydd Trystan Davies is a Welsh academic and politician and since 2013 has been Chair of Plaid. Dafydd Trystan Davies was born in Aberdare and now lives in Grangetown, Cardiff. He went to school at Ysgol Rhydfelen and was there when John Owen worked there and was abusing his pupils. Dafydd then went onto Aberystwyth University, gaining a doctorate for his work on Globalisation and the Welsh economy.

Dafydd Trystan Davies was Plaid’s Parliamentary candidate for the Cynon Valley at the 2010 General Election and was the Party’s candidate for the Welsh Assembly for the same constituency the following year. In July 2013 he was selected as Plaid’s Welsh Assembly candidate for the Cardiff South and Penarth seat, for the elections which took place in 2016.

I’m fairly sure that Merfyn has now stepped down from all public positions and has retired. What will Karl and Dafydd Trystan do with themselves??? Someone asked me last year if I knew where Merfyn was now living and I said that I didn’t. He’s probably gone to the fucking moon to get away from this lot.
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One more snippet. My post ‘I Told You I Was Trouble’ described the Graduation Ceremony of Dysfunction that took place at Bangor University after Merfyn had stepped down as VC. I mentioned that Sir Simon Jenkins was the guest of honour that year. Sir Simon did of course double up as the Chairman of the National Trust for many years. Previous posts have described the numerous links that very senior figures in the National Trust had with Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. Lucille Hughes took up voluntary work in her old age. Lucille volunteers with the National Trust at Penrhyn Castle near Bangor, which back in the 1980s employed all those victims of the paedophile gang in minimum wage, summer time jobs (see post ‘That’s Entertainment’)…

Sir Simon Jenkins is best known as that towering figure of journalism, a former Editor of ‘The Times’. Sir Simon owns a second home (although there are allegations that it may be his third home) at Aberdyfi in Gwynedd.

 

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More Dogs That Did Not Bark

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Serious organised crime.

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

 

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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Those contemptible Tories were succeeded by another lucky winner, who was equally contemptible:

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

Meanwhile, in north Wales – you get the picture…

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

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

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

 

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

‘We didn’t know’.

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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‘We didn’t know.’

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

 

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

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

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

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

Here’s Karl, looking dapper:

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

 

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

Lord Brooke of Alverthorpe:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

NALGO is now part of UNISON.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

Here are Ada’s mates protesting against The Cuts:

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

Tough On Crime, Tough On The Causes Of Crime!

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

 

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

But no-one stopped any of it.

A political decision John.

 

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

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

 

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

 

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

A few things to consider:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Er -by threatening me with guns perhaps?

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

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

 

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I Told You I Was Trouble

My post ‘A Discovery Of Witches’ mentioned the many unfortunate events which befell the former MP Denis MacShane and his former partner newsreader Carol Barnes, as well as Carol’s children. Carol knew a great deal about the Westminster Paedophile Ring and the branch of it run by Dafydd and John Allen’s gang when she lived with Denis MacShane. Denis MacShane was the only MP who was imprisoned as a result of the Parliamentary expenses scandal, although his fiddling was not on a greater scale than that of some other MPs. MacShane was sentenced for fraud – he spent part of his sentence in HMP Belmarsh, a high security prison used for those convicted of terrorist offences, among others – by Justice Nigel Sweeney in 2014.

Sir Nigel Hamilton SweeneyMr Justice Sweeney, studied law at the University of Nottingham. Ken Clarke practised as a barrister in Nottingham before he was elected for a Nottingham constituency. Nigel Sweeney was called to the Bar in 1976 at the Middle Temple, where he was made a Bencher in 1997. Sir Ronnie Waterhouse was a leading light in Middle Temple; Ronnie was a Bencher and also served as Treasurer for some years.

Prior to being appointed a High Court judge, Sweeney practised as a barrister from 6 King’s Bench Walk. As a barrister, Sweeney was prosecuting counsel in a number of notable criminal trials, including those of the perpetrators of the 1984 Brighton bombing and Michael Stone, who was convicted of the 1996 murders of Lin and Megan Russell. The Russells were murdered in Kent, where they had lived for just three weeks after having moved there from Gwynedd. There was no forensic evidence against Michael Stone; he was arrested after a Top Doctor rang the police and told them that Stone fitted the ‘profile’ of the person whom the police believed committed the murder. Stone was an addict who had grown up in care where he had been sexually and physically assaulted. Before Lin and Megan were killed, a secure psychiatric unit refused to treat Michael Stone because they believed that he was ‘dangerous’. When Lin’s husband Shaun Russell revealed this on Radio 4, the NHS organisation concerned denied it. Shaun was later proved to be correct.

Sir Robert Francis QC, the barrister who acted for Drs Tony and Sadie Francis when they tried to have me imprisoned in 1991, Chaired the Inquiry into the care and treatment of Michael Stone. Robert Francis found serious ‘failings’ but as is standard practice in such cases, Francis played down just how utterly useless the NHS and social services were. See previous posts.

Michael Stone has always denied killing Lin and Megan and his sister also maintains that he is innocent. Stone and his legal team believed that the forensic examination of a shoelace that was found at the scene of the crime could clear his name. The shoelace was ‘lost’ in transit between the police and another agency.

After Lin and Megan were killed, Shaun moved back to north Wales with Josie, his daughter who was badly injured by whoever killed her mum and sister. Shaun is a biologist who works at Bangor University – I’m fairly sure that he worked at the University before the family moved to Kent.

Shaun’s family were attacked by someone who bludgeoned them over the head – in July 1996, the month after William Hague announced the Waterhouse Inquiry. Paul Bates, the man who threatened to kill Brown in 1983 – my requests for help from Dr D.G.E. Wood, the GP who ran the Student Health Centre and Dr Adrian Bell, my tutor in the School of Plant Biology were ignored – some years later tracked Brown down and tried to kill him by bashing his head against the pavement. Bates went looking for Brown again in 1996 but Brown had covered his tracks well.

Excuse me police – can you wake up from that very deep slumber of yours please? You’ve been snoring for so long that you’re now in competition with Sleeping Beauty, the central character in the fairy tale which was later adapted by the Brothers Grimm.

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As a High Court judge, Sir Nigel presided over the 2013 trial of the former Lib Dem MP and Secretary of State for Energy and Change Chris Huhne and his ex-wife, Vicky Pryce, for perverting the course of justice (see post ‘A Discovery Of Witches’). Denis MacShane is the former partner of Vicky Pryce. Sweeney was the Presiding judge in the trial of Rolf Harris for various counts of indecent assault dating back to the 1960s.

In Feb 2015, Nigel Sweeney wrote an article for ‘The Sunday Times’, on the theme of ‘justice must always be seen to be done’.

I don’t need to comment.

 

 

Bangor University publish a magazine called the ‘Bangoriad’, for Bangor alumni. I was introduced to the joys of the ‘Bangoriad’ by a friend of mine when I worked at Bangor. The obituaries in the ‘Bangoriad’ are wonderful, a great many of them are so obviously obits of paedophiles’ friends. One man who’s obit appeared in the ‘Bangoriad’ was Professor Wynn Humphrey  Davies, who died in June 2007.

Professor Wynn Humphrey Davies was described in the ‘Bangoriad’ as ‘a remarkable man who dedicated his life to the service of Bangor University after a distinguished academic career spanning 40 years. He had graduated from Bangor in the 1930s, spent a short period as a member of staff before becoming a Lecturer, then Reader at Imperial College and finally Professor of Electrical Engineering at Queen Mary College, London. He became a member of the University Council in Bangor in the mid-1970s and served on it for 29 years, chairing the University’s Finance Committee for 23 years. He was instrumental in establishing the University’s Development Trust (for fund-raising purposes) during the centenary in 1984 and he Chaired the Trustees for 16 years until 2000. He was awarded an honorary doctorate of the University of Wales in 1985, and was made a Freeman of the City of London in 1996. He received an MBE in 2002.’

Dr David Roberts, the University Registrar, was quoted as saying: ‘Wynn was a man of immense intellectual energy, a profound thinker about higher education policy, and he had a restless drive to get things done. He will be missed by all who knew and worked with him.’

Dr David Roberts was an admirable figure, who was known to be performing valiant work with regard to defusing the bombs that the paedophiles’ friend planted around the University, but sadly there were so many paedophiles’ friends planting so many bombs that Dr Roberts couldn’t always get there in time. We used to marvel that Dr Roberts looked in such good form considering the stress that he must have incurred heading off the paedophiles’ friends at every turn. One of my friends observed that Dr Roberts looked in such good nick in compared to most of the other senior staff at Bangor. He commented that David Roberts had sparkling eyes and was the picture of health, whereas most of the others looked a bit rough and had very obviously attended too many University buffets.

I only ever saw David Roberts look worried on one occasion and that was when Sophie Wessex aka Mrs Prince Edward was on a visit to Bangor University. The Lord Lieutenant of Gwynedd was at that time Huw Daniel, the corrupt judge who was involved in the attempt to stitch me up for ‘threats to kill’ in 2004 (see post ‘Interesting Happenings In The Legal System’) and Huw Daniel was in the party accompanying Sophie. I was walking past just as the fat crook emerged into the car park with Sophie and Dr Roberts. David Roberts went pale when he saw me – everybody knew what Daniel had been involved in and they also knew that my office wall was covered in newspaper clippings of Daniel, accompanied by satirical comments – and looked seriously worried. Sorry about that Dr Roberts, I honestly wouldn’t have said a word to the bent bastard on University premises, I was waiting for the right time to expose him by the might of the pen. Or indeed the keyboard.

One fat crook dressed up like General Pinochet, presenting a cut glass something or other to a lucky prize-winner:

 

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When Huw Daniel thought that he was going to be sending me to prison for ‘threats to kill’ – before the case against me collapsed – he was very rude about Bangor University in open Court in Caernarfon. He was very cross that they had given me a place to do a PhD and that my PhD supervisor wrote a letter in support of me.

Huw, do you happen to know why there was an organised attempt to undermine the VC of Bangor University who was in post when I was undertaking my PhD and for the following few years? Indeed, did you know anything about the plan by some of the paedophiles’ friends to frame him for a criminal offence? Huw, did you know that after you failed to have the opportunity to imprison me on the basis of the perjury of the staff of the Hergest Unit, that someone tried to have me struck off the teaching register nonetheless, but that the junior Gov’t Minister who cleared my name was a friend of the VC of Bangor University?

After the charge of ‘threatening to kill’ was withdrawn, Huw Daniel praised the conduct of the staff of the Hergest Unit. He also told the press that Alun Davies – the corrupt manager of the Hergest Unit who had perjured himself – as well as his family no less, were ‘victims’ of mine. Huw Daniel was the judge with responsibility for Mental Health Tribunals in Wales.

Huw Daniel’s father, J.E. Daniel, was one of the early members and Presidents of Plaid, along with Saunders Lewis. Dafydd was friends with Saunders Lewis when Dafydd was a junior Top Doctor.

I think that there has only been one case in which a British judge has been convicted and imprisoned. Hey Huw, do you think that Wales can provide the second case? I know a great many people who’d be delighted to wave you off in the meat wagon. Including all those poor sods who when they were kids in care were buggered, beaten to a pulp and then fitted up by Dafydd and the paedophile gang.

Don’t bend over in the showers to pick up the soap Huw, Mr Big might be standing behind you…

 

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One of the Hergest Unit patients who had been illegally imprisoned by Dafydd used to have a great time ringing him up and saying that sort of thing and Dafydd used to go apeshit. This man used to tell me that Dafydd seemed to be really homophobic and hated any jokes about homosexuality. So of course Dafydd was on the receiving end of quite a lot of them. One day poor old Dafydd couldn’t take it any more and he screamed down the phone ‘if you make any more offensive and obscene calls to this house I’ll report you to the police’. Only Dafydd screamed that at me. When it very obviously wasn’t me making the calls. Not that it held old Dafydd back. He then compiled an affidavit of fiction for the High Court in Liverpool in which he claimed that I was ringing him up making the calls (see post ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’)…

When those calls were being made, everyone knew that Dafydd was shagging female patients, but the person who made those calls and I had no idea that Dafydd was running the paedophile gang which targeted the boys in the children’s homes in north Wales. I didn’t realise that all the abuse and trafficking in north Wales was the work of one gang – Dafydd’s. I knew that Dafydd targeted female mental health patients and I also knew that girls in care and women with learning disabilities were being abused as well as boys in care, but I thought that it was the work of different groups of predators who were going for different groups of victims. No, it was a free for all.

On one occasion, years after the Waterhouse Report but not long before Operation Pallial, I told Ella Fisk, a senior nurse at the Hergest Unit, that I was convinced that Dafydd was involved with the paedophile ring in some way but I didn’t quite know how and Ella absolutely assured me that I was wrong, saying ‘Dafydd’s never been involved with child psychiatry’. No, but his colleagues were and his mistress, children’s social worker Lucille Hughes, was Director of Gwynedd Social Services. Furthermore, Dafydd would ‘treat’ the parents of the children targeted: deem those parents incapable of looking after their kids, thus ensuring that the kids would be taken into care; diagnose them as psychotic if they complained about what was happening to their kids; or that old staple, maintain that it was they who had abused their children, no-one else. Dafydd’s main function however was to enter the arena when the kids were young adults and declare them ‘schizophrenic’ if they ever told anyone what had happened to them in the children’s homes. Just to ensure that no-one would ever take a witness statement from them, Dafydd and the gang would then fit them up for a criminal offence.

I think that they must have gone really bonkers when they decided to try the same thing with a Vice Chancellor. Dafydd  – a man who cut his teeth on former kids in care, the learning disabled and mental health patients, then he graduated onto postgrads studying in London Medical Schools and then he planned to go for the jackpot and frame a VC who’d been Governor of the BBC.

 

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Dafydd, you are truly crackers, as is everyone who let you get away with it all.

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Dr David Roberts will be forever remembered for presiding over the Graduation Ceremony of Dysfunction after the VC, who was the target of a full blown onslaught from the paedophile gang and their friends, retired (see post ‘A Discovery Of Witches’). Because the VC had departed, there was a hiatus before a new VC arrived and the paedophiles’ friends ran riot in the way that kids do if the teacher has to leave the classroom. The paedophiles’ friends did everything possible to cause problems at the graduation ceremony. The paedophiles’ friends believed that they had triumphed because the University had recently made an announcement saying that the VC wasn’t going to work out his notice as planned, he was leaving immediately. As any fule kno, that was because he had been appointed as a Spad to the Welsh Gov’ts Education Minister and he felt that it would be a conflict of interest to serve in both roles. One of the paedophiles’ friends put a rumour around that the VC had been caught helping himself to the University funds and that’s why he’d suddenly left. Which is of course the reason why so many paedophiles’ friends have had to leave posts in a hurry. A nice bit of projection there Dafydd’s friends! You pillocks.

Thus Dr Roberts was called upon to do the bit at graduation. It was certainly a bizarre ceremony. Huw Daniel and his wife were sitting in the audience at the front alongside some other paedophiles’ friends glowering at me and that bestest of paedophiles’ friends Aled Griffiths aka the Buffet Slayer (see previous posts) had done a fiddle with some other paedophiles’ friends to ensure that he was awarded a Teaching Fellowship (an honour for excellence in teaching). The Slayer didn’t usually bother to turn up to give his lecturers and there had been many complaints about him by the students. Furthermore, on one occasion he broke into the office of another lecturer and removed books without his permission and that lecturer was sitting next to me as the Slayer was given his Teaching Fellowship at the ceremony by one of his mates, after this mate made a 40 minute speech extolling the achievements of the Slayer. After the ceremony, at the graduation lunch, students could be heard shrieking ‘Aled fucking Griffiths has been given a Teaching Fellowship, what is going on?’ Not that the Slayer minded, the whole Griffiths Mafia turned up – a paedophiles’ friend every one of them – armed with bottles of champagne to celebrate the occasion. Furthermore, the Slayers’ mate spent so long waxing lyrical about the attributes of the Slayer that there was no time for that year’s guest of honour, Sir Simon Jenkins, to make a speech. Sir Simon just made a little quip about people being in need of lunch and that was it.

The Slayer is known to be immune to embarrassment. Among all the complaints about him and the constant scandals which enveloped the members of his family who were running Gwynedd and Conwy Social Services, somehow he managed to ensure that one of the prizes given to the law students was the Griffiths Cup, not realising that the usual procedure is to wait until one is dead before a cup is awarded in one’s name. The brighter law students were rolling around laughing at the idea of winning the Griffiths Cup and one Professor asked if there was a saucer to go with it.

It was much to Dr Roberts’s credit that, apart from the law students who were well-acquainted with the excesses of the Slayer, the graduates and their guests didn’t realise that a paedophile gang had tried to wreck the graduation ceremony.

 

I met Professor Wynn Humphrey Davies on a few occasions, as a result of him, at a ripe old age, touring the University with regard to his fundraising efforts. He turned up at the open plan office where I did my PhD on a few occasions and I and my colleagues entertained him until our boss was available. We gave Professor Davies cups of tea and fed him biscuits and doughnuts. He later told our boss that he had trained us well and we provided the best hospitality in the University.

So it was with some sadness that I have to report that the lovely old boy who used to come and visit us was almost certainly a paedophiles’ friend of the highest order.

Wynn Humphrey Davies worked at Imperial College until 1956. He was there alongside Sir Owen Saunders, a mathematician and engineer who spent most of his career at Imperial College and seems to have been the reason why Imperial thrived and expanded enormously during the middle years of the 20th century. Saunders became an incredibly powerful man and served as VC of London University, 1967-69. Before his time ruling over Imperial, Saunders worked in numerous places and with numerous people, including in Gov’t, which left him in a position to gain knowledge of naughtiness – and criminal wrongdoing – in high places, including in The Admiralty, when scandals involving Russian spies and gay sex between people who pretended that they had no interest in such matters prevailed there. Saunders will have known that the Top Doctors in the London Medical Schools were facilitating organised abuse, as well as that organised by Dafydd et al and Saunders remained highly influential years after he retired. See post ‘The White Heat Of This Revolution’ for further information on Sir Owen Saunders.

Wynn retained links with Imperial after he left. He will have still been in touch with them all down there when the physicist Lord Brian Flowers, who had also been a big wig at Imperial – and grew up in Swansea – was concealing the most appalling practices at the University of London, including at the Royal Postgraduate Medical School/Hammersmith Hospital and St George’s Hospital Medical School, practices including of course organised abuse of children and vulnerable people but also large scale research fraud (see previous posts). As part of his remit, Brian Flowers provided an umbrella for Dafydd and the gang in north Wales. Flowers became an even bigger wig than Sir Owen Saunders, Flowers made it into the Lords (see previous posts).

The deal between Hammersmith Hospital and Bangor University was symbolically sealed with the marriage of Richard Bentall, the son of cardiac surgeon Sir Hugh Bentall who ruled the roost at Hammersmith (see post ‘Interesting Facts’) and the daughter of Eifion Jones, the Dean of Science at UCNW/Bangor. Eifion’s daughter – she is called Rhian or Rhiannon, I can’t remember which – became an Angel, but her first degree was in plant biology. She studied in the Plant Biology Dept at Bangor which employed Dr Chris Wood, the wife of the corrupt GP Dr D.G.E. Wood and Ralph Oxley, who’s wife Isobel Hargreaves worked as a social worker for Gwynedd Social Services. The rest of the staff in the Dept of Plant Biology were pretty much aware of what was going on too. One lecturer, John Wilson, was known to be picking up local school girls for sex himself and another lecturer, the vile John Farrar, was having an affair with one of the students. It was with her full consent and they subsequently married, but things did look a little grubby when she was given a job as a research assistant with John Farrar as soon as she graduated. The helpful link continued into Stel Farrar’s later life. Years later, she was given a job teaching Welsh for adults in the Dept which was headed by Meri Huws, who had previously worked as a social worker for Gwynedd Social Services, along with Isobel et al… What was Richard Bentall when he married Eifion Jones’s daughter? Er, student in the Dept of Psychology, which at that time was dominated by Dafydd.

Richard Bentall was a student in Psychology alongside Dafydd’s daughter Dwynwen, who’s degree results were too poor for her to have been offered a place to do a PhD under normal circumstances, so Dafydd had a word in a few ears…

It was in 1983 that the crazy Trishles aka Patricia Margaret Edwards, a trainee technician at Bangor University, moved into our student house and caused havoc, relieving us of money, stealing from us and making a fallacious rape allegation against a young man in Bangor (see posts ‘He Got On His Bike And Looked For Work’ and ‘A Local Boy Made Good’). Dr D.G.E. Wood and the staff of the University were fully aware of Trishles’s excesses but refused to help us. I have recently been told that Trishles was probably one of the undercover officers who was sent to bother us when we had been placed under surveillance because of the fears that Brown and I would publish something about Wood and Gwynne the lobotomist.

The shenanigans of Trishles would have demonstrated quite clearly to the security services that not only was there a trafficking ring operating in UCNW, but profoundly vulnerable ‘trainees’ on the Manpower Services Commission employment scheme were being given no training and no pastoral care either. Furthermore, the Trishles saga also showed that undergrads were being blamed for the serious dereliction of duty of care on the part of senior staff, but all of this was ignored by MI5 or Special Branch or whoever it was who sent Trishles our way.

 

Wynn Humphrey Davies became a member of UCNW Council in the mid-1970s and remained on it for 29 years. So Wynn was on the Council when Mary Wynch, a secretary in the Agriculture Dept, was unlawfully arrested and imprisoned by Dafydd and not one member of staff said one word in her defence; Wynn was there throughout Peak Paedophile years; he was there when Dafydd worked the fiddle to get Dwynwen the PhD place that she should never have had and when Dafydd tried to embezzle money from the University; he was there for the nuptials of Richard Bentall and the Daughter of the Dean; Wynn was there when the paedophile gang caused havoc in the School of Social Sciences (see posts ‘Badlands’ and ‘A Discovery Of Witches’); and he was there when Lord Kenyon, who’s son Thomas was sexually abusing boys in care, was President of UCNW (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’). Wynn was there throughout all of it and oversaw the very questionable practices detailed in posts such as ‘He’s Not The Messiah, He’s A Very Naughty Boy’, ‘Not Seen Since The 80s – Carwyn’, ‘Sleeping With The Fishes’ and ‘Pets Win Prizes’.

Most saliently, Wynn was sitting on the Council in 1984, when Thatcher’s henchman Sir Peter Swinnerton-Dyer tried to close UCNW down. The reason that didn’t happen was that it was made clear to Swinnerton-Dyer that the College was packed to the rafters with people facilitating a key branch of the Westminster Paedophile Ring, the branch of which Sir Peter Morrison, Thatcher’s friend and adviser, was a member (see previous posts). Sir Peter’s sister Dame Mary Morrison was Woman-of-the-Bedchamber to Lilibet. Lilibet’s son Carlo was Chancellor of UCNW.

One can only wonder why Wynn was only rewarded with an MBE. Likewise, the well-camouflaged paedophiles’ friend Professor Eric Sunderland, the Principal of UCNW, 1984-95, didn’t get the K that he always wanted. I can only presume that the big wigs in High Society in London don’t have a great deal of respect for the Little People in north Wales who do the dirty work. It was Brian Flowers and his mates who bagged the peerages.

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