No Ordinary Methods

My most recent reading material has been Dominic Carman’s biography of his father George the much feared Rottweiler of a barrister, ‘No Ordinary Man’. George Carman has featured on this blog in posts such as ‘Y Gwir Yn Erbyn Y Byd’, ‘Y Gwir Yn Y Byd – A Few Additional Comments’ and ‘My How Things Haven’t Changed’, in which I discuss Carman’s role in the 1994 libel action brought by Gordon Anglesea after Private Eye and others named Anglesea as having sexually abused boys in care in north Wales and Carman’s role in Jeremy Thorpe’s trial in 1979. Successfully defending Thorpe after he stood trial for conspiracy and incitement to murder Norman Scott was what made Carman’s name and took him to London from Manchester where he had previously been based.

I speculated in ‘Y Gwir Yn Erbyn Y Byd – A Few Additional Comments’ that Carman had deliberately thrown the case when he defended Private Eye et al against Anglesea’s accusation of libel. By the time that Carman took that case he was known as the best libel barrister in the UK. He had built up an international reputation and the mention of his name was enough to cause people to settle actions out of Court. Anglesea had indeed abused boys in care in north Wales, he later went to prison for it – Carman was famed for trawling through people’s knicker drawers if he was facing them in Court and north Wales was heaving with evidence of and witnesses to the crimes of Anglesea and co. Carman losing that case was inexplicable.

I knew that Carman was a massively heavy drinker, was addicted to gambling, was violent to all of his partners and was so feared by the police and others that his partners could find no help even when they were visibly broken and bleeding. I knew that certainly when he worked in Manchester Carman spent his time socialising with what are euphemistically known as figures from the ‘underworld’, as well as with prostitutes, with bent police officers, ‘celebrities’, journalists and numerous other people. I also knew that when Carman was acting in a trial, crucial damning ‘evidence’ would be delivered to his team, literally during the trial, at a crucial point which would frequently win him the case.

The most famous example of this occurred when the South African journalist Jani Allan faced Carman in Court in 1992 after bringing a libel action against Channel 4. A crucial part of the case rested on Allan’s denial of an affair with a married man. Just after Allan swore on oath that she would not have such a relationship, a package arrived at the Court addressed to Carman. He refused to open it, but Jan Tomalin – the in-house lawyer for Channel 4 – seemed to know that this package was good news and she opened it. Inside was a notebook which Jani Allan had used as a diary in 1984-85 and in which she had recorded her sexual fantasies whilst undergoing psychiatric care. She was finished. If I was Jani Allan I’d want to know how anyone – let alone Carman’s team – got their hands on that, but I have found no references to any such investigation.

Dominic’s book however makes it clear that Carman was far more unpleasant, ruthless and questionable than anyone ever previously dared suggest. There are indications that he had been badly damaged when young by incredibly harsh treatment at St Joseph’s School in Blackpool run by the Irish Christian Brothers – years later a number of former pupils alleged abuse during their time there. Carman simply didn’t speak about his experiences at St Joseph’s.

Carman was very, very well networked. He would have been in a position to thrash out deals behind the scenes with a whole variety of people.

Carman enjoyed being seen in the company of women and even cultivated the image of a womaniser. I had heard rumours that he was bisexual, but one thing that I learnt from Dominic’s book is that Carman’s first wife maintained that Carman was never interested in her sexually, that their marriage was unconsummated, that he received postcards which were obviously from men rather than women and that she believed that he was gay, but he kept what she believed were sexual relationships with other men very quiet indeed. This marriage only lasted three years and Carman failed to mention it in his Who’s Who entry. Indeed, the lady concerned claims that Carman worked very hard to ensure that her account of a truly dreadful relationship never made it into the public domain.

Carman’s second wife, Dominic’s mother, stated that after the children were born Carman stopped having sex with her. Her story is remarkably similar to that told by his first wife – excessive drinking, huge gambling debts and a very high level of physical and mental abuse. Dominic remembers witnessing his father’s violent attacks on his mother.

Carman had a third wife. Guess what – he undermined and belittled her, forced her to give up her career and spend her days watching his performances in Court instead and didn’t have a sexual relationship with her either.

As well as these three marriages, Carman had numerous other close friendships with women and was regularly seen hanging out with teenage ‘hostesses’ in ‘gentlemen’s clubs’ and women who were known to be working as prostitutes (not only those considered to be ‘high class call girls’).

From 1986 Carman had a long term relationship with a barrister called Karen Phillips who hung out with showbiz folk including Julia Morley, Russ Abbott and Bruce Forsyth’s wife Winnie. She was also friends with Dr Veronica Varney and Martin Landau. Elton John’s wife Renate was co-director of one of Phillips’s companies and Carman acted with Karen for Renate in her divorce from Elton. A number of Carman’s clients were friends with Karen including Norman Lamont, Richard Branson, Aidan Barclay and Marco Pierre White.

Between 1980-93 Karen  was also in a relationship with David Green. Carman formed an alliance with Green’s wife whom Carman had traced through ‘detective work’. Interestingly enough although Green was a wealthy man who was able to supply Phillips with a flat in an expensive part of London and a BMW, his company ended up going into liquidation – although Karen succeeded in keeping possession of the valuable flat and even the car. Phillips gave up law in the early 1990s and became involved with Charity Work, evolving into a lady who lunches. At one point she lent her flat to Sarah Ferguson – one of Karen’s mates was a friend of Fergie’s.

Towards the end of Carman’s life he became very angry when photos of Phillips in the company of boxing promoter Jarvis Astaire began appearing in glossy magazines and gossip columns. Carman watched Phillips, followed her and discussed her activities with another lawyer who worked with her. Phillips was someone else who maintained that throughout her very long relationship with Carman they never had sex.

Carman’s very first relationship with a woman was with Anne Meuller whilst they were both at Oxford. Anne Meuller ended up breaking their engagement off because she was unable to cope with Carman’s bisexuality – one presumes that Carman ended up making a nuisance of himself because Anne engaged the services of solicitors to threaten legal action against him. Anne later became Dame Anne and was the most successful civil servant of her generation, being appointed as the Second Permanent Secretary in the Cabinet Office (1984-87) and then moving to the Treasury (1987-90). She was Chancellor of De Montfort University (1991-95), a Director of BSkyB as well as CARE International and was associated with Manchester Business School. Dame Anne died in 2000 so like Carman is no longer able to answer questions.

For a man who never or rarely had sex with his wives/partners and who spent much of his spare time getting bladdered in clubs with other women whom everyone presumed that he was having sex with, Carman reacted very strongly on the occasions that he suspected his female partners of infidelity. At one point when he (wrongly) believed that one of his wives was having an affair with another man, he violently assaulted the man in question cracking his ribs.

Carman’s whole existence was one of behaving appalling towards other people but this rarely becoming public and Carman rarely facing any consequences. When he was older and famous, various gossip columnists – including Nigel Dempster – encountered him ripped to the tits in clubs in dubious company but not a word was ever printed about it.

After Jeremy Thorpe had been charged but before Carman had relocated to London, Carman crashed his car whilst drunk – until this incident Carman regularly drove whilst well over the limit. He was arrested and taken to Platt Lane Police Station. He declined the breathalyser and called his solicitor Ian Burton. Carman did the ‘don’t you know who I am’ bit. The plods in the station didn’t know who he was, so Carman told them that he was ‘standing Counsel to the Chief Constable of Greater Manchester’, ie. James Anderton. Even the plods knew who he was and Carman demanded that the police phone Anderton. They rang Anderton’s home and his wife answered – she contacted Anderton who was at the time out at a dinner. When Anderton heard that Carman was in police custody, a Superintendent in uniform was despatched to Platt Lane Police Station. Whilst waiting for the cavalry, Carman was busy telling the plods in the station what to do and raising points of law, which the plods would be in no position to know actually existed or not. Carman was actually charged and Burton represented him in Court, although Carman wrote the mitigation speech. He received a mild slap – a £150 fine and a one year ban. Dominic Carman commented that the ‘press comment was fairly modest’ – even though the barrister who had been retained for one of the most high profile criminal trials of the 20 century had crashed his car whilst pissed and been arrested. Carman’s punishment on a professional level was to be restricted to working in Altrincham County Court for a year, issuing judgement summons’s.

John Anderton was of course the notoriously unhinged Chief Constable who had a bee in his bonnet about ‘immorality’, hated prostitutes so much that some of his own officers speculated that he might have been the person carrying out the murders for which Peter Sutcliffe was later convicted, stated that people who contracted AIDS were ‘swirling in a human cesspit of their own making’ and maintained that he was a prophet. Anderton was famous for stating that he would ‘clean up’ Manchester, especially in terms of porn, sex work and police corruption. An account of Anderton’s colleagues and their relationships with the paedophiles’ friends can be found in my post ‘Top Of The Cops’ and ‘A Stalker’s Network’.

Carman will have known a few other people as well as Anderton. In previous posts, I speculated that Carman will have known about the North Wales Paedophile Ring and may have even known some of the paedophiles’ friends from the north Wales/Cheshire ring as a result of his boozing and clubbing with bent police officers, gangsters and journos in Manchester. Dominic’s book mentions some of the locations at which Carman lived – Carman lived in Wilmslow and Altrincham. Those areas covered the location of the Cheshire paedophile ring and were not a million miles away from Chester, the constituency of Sir Peter Morrison the MP who was abusing boys in care in north Wales. Carman will also have found out a great deal by being marooned working in Altrincham County Court – although he’ll have known a great deal anyway, because before and after that his duties as a barrister took him to Courts in Cheshire. John Stalker, the Greater Manchester Police Officer featured in my posts ‘Top Of The Cops’ and ‘A Stalker’s Network’, also lived in Cheshire – as did great swathes of the professional classes who worked in Manchester.

Carman didn’t move to London until 1980, but he was already very well-networked by the time that he acted for Thorpe.

Carman read law at Balliol College, Oxford. Whilst there he was friends with Dick Taverne (who later became a Labour MP, but then defected to the SDP – he is now in the Lords). Patrick Mayhew read law with him – the Patrick Mayhew who later was the legal assessor for the GMC when Dr Morris Fraser was allowed to continue working as a psychiatrist despite convictions for paedophilia, the Patrick Mayhew who in his capacity as Attorney General authorised contempt of Court proceedings against me on the basis of Dr Tony Francis’s (Dr X’s) perjury, after I alleged that serious abuses were happening in the north Wales psychiatric services. Carman also knew barrister Stanley Brodie at Oxford and shared a room with George Carver, who later became Deputy Director of the CIA. He knew Sir Robin Day – who was also big mates with Sir Ronnie Waterhouse – and William Rees-Mogg. Carman was also friends with Vivian Price – who was the best man at Carman’s first wedding – and later became one of Carman’s clients as well. Oh – and Carman was friends with a man called Jeremy Thorpe. Nicolas Browne-Wilkinson who later became a Lord Justice of Appeal was at Oxford with Carman.

After graduation, Carman spent a short time in London and worked as a libel reader for the News of the World. He tried his hand at business – he set a girl up as a masseuse in a flat in Great Portland Street (the GMC offices are in Great Portland Street), but the girl disappeared after she was faced with a client who expected rather more than a massage. Carman had paid rent on the flat in advance, so was left out of pocket.

Carman looked for a pupillage in London and used the connections of his former tutor at Balliol to do this. He was taken on as the pupil of Neil Lawson who later became Chairman of the Law Commission and a High Court judge.

However Carman discovered that he was far too poor to afford to continue with a pupillage in London – particularly in those days, one really needed a private income to sustain oneself as a pupil barrister – and he returned to Blackpool (by now his mother was dying). Carman took up a pupillage in Manchester with Godfrey Heilpern – who acted for Myra Hindley in her 1966 trial. Readers may remember how many of the corrupt lawyers on the Chester and Wales Circuit who assisted the paedophiles’ friends were involved in that trial – Heilpern will have known all of them, including Ronnie Waterhouse. Joseph Cantley was working in chambers in Manchester at this time – Cantley later presided over the trial of Jeremy Thorpe – as was Fenton Atkinson, who presided over the trial of Myra Hindley and Ian Brady. Carman became friendly with Sir Basil Nield, a Recorder of Manchester and was also popular with Sir Robertson Crichton, who was a Recorder of Manchester. Carman was mates with solicitor John Budd and was also admired by Gerald (Lord) Gardiner, Leonard Kaplan, Robert McCrindle and Jack Nahum QC.

Carman’s first wife was the daughter of a local Tory grandee. Carman was persuaded to put himself forward as a Parliamentary candidate and he got as far as being shortlisted for Salford for the Tories. (Whilst Carman was at Oxford his tutor Richard Crossman – who held a series of Ministerial posts in Harold Wilson’s Gov’t – had asked him to consider standing for Parliament.)

Between 1966-71 Carman worked on a great many personal injury cases. These frequently involved industrial injury and Carman was often instructed by the trade union solicitors Thompsons. Thompsons were brothers Brian and Robin, two champagne socialists from Hampstead with close links to trade union leaders. Nic Carter, who set up the Thompsons Manchester office, socialised with Carman.

Carman had begun to land High Court work in London whilst he was still in Manchester. He was helped by John Gorna, a well connected solicitor who was described by his daughter as a member of the ‘Catholic mafia’. Gorna was godfather to Dominic Carman.

John Gorna was a Director of Manchester United and gave Carman work for the club. Carman advised the club’s Chairman Louis Edwards and his son Martin. Carman acted for George Best when Best was sued by a girlfriend – it was Gorna and Sir Matt Busby who retained Carman. The case was unexpectedly settled quickly. Carman also successfully defended George Best’s mate, Pat Crerand – another Man United player – when he broke someone’s jaw and was charged with GBH. Carman became good mates with George Best but the friendship ended abruptly after Best had an affair with Carman’s wife. When Carman lived in Altrincham his next door neighbour was Willy Morgan, the recently retired captain of Man Utd. Another neighbour was solicitor John Elliot, the son of Charles Elliot QC.

Carman worked with celebs and legal bigwigs in Manchester but he also slummed it in some well-known dives, including the Nile Club on Moss Side and Russian Dave’s which was known for prostitution. During this time Carman was regularly hiring prostitutes but was also having gay relationships.

Carman was turned down for silk in 1970 by the office of the Labour Lord Chancellor Lord Gardiner. Distraught, he went to chat to his old Oxford mate Dick Taverne, who was then Finance Secretary to the Treasury – Taverne had worked with Gardiner on the Family Law Reform Committee.

The following year not only was Carman made a QC, but he was also offered a place in the chambers of Sir Peter Rawlinson who had recently been appointed as Ted Heath’s Attorney General. Carman turned it down because he lacked the money to move to London. Carman was certainly very tempted by the offer – but if you’re going to lose thousands every month in casinos you’re going to be seriously short of money.

Carman stopped driving after the car crash that caused him to call on the services of James Anderton, after that he depended upon taxis and lifts. He was ably assisted by a retired Manchester police sergeant John Cooper who worked at the Manchester courts – after bouts of all night drinking Carman would summon Cooper who would drive him home.

As well as personal injury work resulting from industrial accidents, Carman built up quite a name for himself in personal injury cases as a result of what Dominic Carman quaintly terms ‘health authority blunders’. Carman’s adversary in the High Court in Manchester in many such cases was Patrick Russell QC, who later became an Appeal Court judge. As with so many of Carman’s ‘court room adversaries’, Russell and Carman seemed to get on very well and they were good at negotiating deals when they encountered each other in personal injury cases. One of Carman’s notable successes after a ‘health authority blunder’ secured a settlement of £310k after someone was left a paraplegic – so that was one hell of a blunder. Carman’s last case of this nature was in 1987 – by which time he was in London. He secured a settlement of £550k from Berkshire Health Authority for a 14 year old girl who suffered permanent injury after falling out of her parents car in the grounds of Eton College. How falling out of one’s parents car on the premises of the country’s most elite public school could ever be the fault of Berkshire Health Authority I cannot imagine, but then I’m not George Carman.

Although it was Carman’s success in defending Thorpe that made him a household name and took him to London in 1980, Sir David Napley – Thorpe’s solicitor who retained Carman to act for Thorpe – was alleged to have spotted Carman’s genius in 1973 when Carman acted for James Hogan, the manager of Battersea funfair. Carman had been instructed by John Gorna after Hogan was charged with the manslaughter of five children as a result of gross negligence, when an accident that should never have happened did. The case was heard at the Old Bailey – Roger Lane-Smith, a solicitor from Gorna’s firm, stayed in London with Carman for the duration of the case. Carman’s defence of Hogan was actually predicated on the argument that Hogan was so utterly incompetent that he should never have been given responsibility for managing the funfair. The strategy worked, Carman won. Napley had been involved in the trial himself, he had represented the engineer Frank Etches.

It was after this that Napley started instructing Carman.

Thorpe was not the only politician in deep shit whom Napley represented – Napley was Greville Janner’s solicitor when Janner was interviewed over child sex offences in the early 1990s. Napley was so certain that Janner would be charged that he retained Carman – but of course charges were dropped although the CPS later admitted that a prosecution should have gone ahead.

My post ‘My How Things Haven’t Changed’ discusses Thorpe’s career and his trial which I did know quite a lot about already having lived in west Somerset whilst Thorpe was busy in north Devon, but Dominic’s book supplies a few more details of which I was unaware.

Thorpe’s solicitor was initially Lord Goodman – someone else who was able to extract people from rather difficult situations – but he then hired Napley. Napley instructed Carman – but Napley had quoted a staggeringly low fee to Thorpe. Furthermore, James Goldsmith was footing the bill for a substantial chunk of it – but Carman allegedly didn’t know this. Carman did meet Thorpe for dinner on more than one occasion at Thorpe’s house at Orme Square and noticed the treasures within. Thorpe’s wife Marion had been left a wealthy woman after her divorce from the Earl of Harewood. Carman was representing Thorpe for a very low fee – he was told that the reward would be his reputation. So presumably Napley, Carman and co were pretty sure that they would be winning that case – a bit of an assumption in view of the enormous amount of evidence against Thorpe. But the tarot’s proved to be accurate – they did win.

The committal hearing for Thorpe and his co-defendants was held at Minehead Magistrates Court and Napley turned up at Minehead in his Rolls. I remember much over-awing of the bumpkins happening at the time, so this sort of grandiosity won’t have been accidental.

Kingsley Napley partner Christopher Murray later described Gareth Williams QC – later Lord Williams – as ‘very cunning’. Williams acted for one of Thorpe’s co-defendants George Deakin, a man from south Wales. Gareth Williams was from north Wales and was acquainted with many of the paedophiles’ friends. On the first day of the committal hearing Williams applied for reporting restrictions to be lifted, arguing that the interests of his client were different from his co-defendants. This derailed Norman Scott and his team who had to cope with reporting and publicity that they had not expected.

Over the next three weeks, Napley phoned Carman daily to review tactics. He was phoning Carman because Carman wasn’t at the committal hearing – Napley had insisted on doing that himself, although no-one was ever told why Napley followed this rather unusual path.

‘No Ordinary Man’ reproduces parts of the transcript of the Thorpe trial, particularly Cantley’s hectoring and downright abuse of Norman Scott both during cross-examination and in the summing up. One is reminded of how accurate Peter Cook’s satire on the bent old git was. Dominic observes that Norman Scott was ‘problematic’ because he was a ‘tough witness’ and put up a ‘good performance’, even recalling distinguishing marks on Thorpe’s body when it was suggested that Thorpe had never had a relationship with him. Yes Dominic – as I’ve mentioned previously on this blog, most of the west country put Norman’s ‘good performance’ down to the fact that he was telling the truth.

Dominic reveals that it was Lord Widgery, the Lord Chief Justice, who agreed to change the date of the trial after Callaghan announced the date of the forthcoming General Election, in which Thorpe would be standing. Dominic also reveals that Carman attempted to have Auberon Waugh, the Private Eye journo who stood against Thorpe in north Devon at the General Election, jailed if he didn’t ‘tone down’ his ‘election rhetoric’. Carman actually obtained an injunction against Waugh preventing him from distributing an election address leaflet – Carman’s original request to the Lord Chief Justice was refused, so Carman literally went straight down the corridor to the Court of Appeal and dear old Lord Denning the Master of the Rolls overturned the Lord Chief Justice’s decision and granted the injunction.

The prosecuting counsel at Thorpe’s trial was Peter Taylor QC, the son of a Top Doctor from Newcastle. Taylor had handled many personal injury cases on the North Eastern Circuit. Dominic’s book reveals that Taylor was most helpful to Thorpe’s defence barrister Carman. Taylor disclosed privately to Carman that there was ‘significant evidence’ proving that Thorpe was gay, which included a sexually explicit postcard that Thorpe had sent to a man whom he had had a relationship with. Thus Carman ensured that Thorpe was never directly questioned about his homosexuality. And of course Carman famously didn’t call Thorpe to give evidence. Dominic believes that in disclosing the info to Carman ‘Taylor’s honourable gesture reflected his strong commitment to fairness and objectivity’ and that Carman was ‘relieved’ ‘for the integrity of the Bar’ that Taylor acted as he did – it means that there  was no additional evidence of homosexuality in the prosecution case, so it was ‘a good deal for Thorpe’.

Not only that, but Taylor ‘avoided going for Thorpe’s jugular throughout the case and the closing speech was no exception’ – it was interpreted by the press as sympathetic to Thorpe. Indeed Taylor explained that Thorpe’s career had been ‘blighted by the Scott affair’, it was ‘a tragedy of truly Greek or Shakespearian proportions – the slow but inevitable destruction of a man by the stamp of one defect’.

Carman of course did go for the jugular – in his closing speech he maintained that Thorpe’s life ‘had more than its fair share of grief and agony…he had the misfortune to meet Norman Scott’. As for Norman, according to Carman he was ‘sad, mad or bad or a combination of all three, I care not’.

Whilst they were awaiting the verdict, Thorpe and his co-defendants lunched in a private room at the Old Bailey on smoked salmon, beef and Chablis – the grub was provided by Thorpe’s Liberal Party friend and colleague the molester Clement Freud.

The Carmans stayed in touch with Thorpe and Dominic recalls that in 2001 he was lunching with him when it was revealed that Thorpe had ‘joked’ to Carman that if he got him off he’d make him a High Court judge. In reality though even after Carman did do as required, it was many months before Thorpe even wrote to thank Carman and when he did, Thorpe simply observed that ‘as for the Bench, I am sure that it will only be a matter of time’.

So what became of the esteemed lawyers after the trial? Carman’s fees rocketed and work flooded in. Peter Taylor became a judge, Chaired the Hillsborough Disaster Inquiry and between 1992-96 was Lord Chief Justice. Judge Joseph Cantley disappeared into oblivion – as Peter Cook quipped when he was playing the part of the Biased Judge summing up for the jury ‘and now you must retire – as must I – and consider your verdict of not guilty’. Dominic reveals that at the time of the trial Carman had known Cantley for 20 years. Cantley had been the Presiding judge on the Northern Circuit where Carman had practised. Cantley was the son of a Top Doctor, a product of Manchester Grammar School and Manchester University who unusually had married the widow of his pupil master.

So had there been ‘a strong commitment to fairness and objectivity’? Or the most disgraceful crucifixion of a man who had been the target of a murder plot by a bunch of corrupt lawyers and politicians who were all connected with each other and realised that goodies would come their way as long as they let a potential murderer – who was connected to them – walk free?

The official story is that Carman was plucked from obscurity in the north to a glittering life in London after working miracles at Thorpe’s trial. But what if someone in London knew that there was a barrister in the north who boozed excessively, who had huge gambling debts, who was close to scores of crooked people from all walks of life but who was also well-connected with ‘respectable’ members of society – someone who not only needed a barrister for the Thorpe trial but who thought that such a barrister might prove very useful if they were based in London rather than Manchester?

A theme one constantly encounters when reading about George Carman and his excesses is that people ‘liked him’. But people were also very, very frightened of him. Probably far too frightened to admit that they didn’t like him at all.

After the Thorpe trial, Carman acted in two more high profile trials before he moved to London.

In 1980 in Leeds Carman represented Lord Kagan in the Kagan Textiles Case – Kagan’s manufactured the famous Gannex raincoats as sported by Harold Wilson and Prince Philip even after the shit hit the fan. Kagan was found guilty of theft and false accounting and went to prison. He kept his seat in the Lords and whilst he was in prison he negotiated a business deal to supply the prison service with uniforms.

In Carman’s last big case in Manchester he acted for the Police Federation on behalf of four police officers who ‘had been involved’ in the death of Jimmy Kelley in Liverpool. The officers received support from the local MP – a Harold Wilson. A verdict of ‘death by misadventure’ was returned.

The Police Federation supported North Wales Police’s senior officer Gordon Anglesea throughout his trial for abusing children, supported him in his plans to appeal after he was convicted and offered to pay his legal costs and turned out in force at his funeral to give him a good send off.

When Carman sold his house in Altrincham to move to London, the money that he received from the sale went to pay his gambling debts to the Manchester Playboy Club. Carman had a symbiotic relationship with casinos and clubs – he ran up huge debts with them but they also frequently used him for legal advice when they were applying for licences.

After moving to London Carman became head of New Court Chambers. Throughout the 1980s his supporting juniors in New Court were Michael Brompton and Tony Clover. Brompton knew Carman very well because he shared a room in Chambers with him.

It was in London that Carman developed his reputation as a libel lawyer, particularly for celebs.

Carman handled two libel cases for Richard Branson – Hugh Tomlinson was Carman’s junior for those. Charles Howard QC was his junior when he acted for Phil Lynott and Maria Aitken (in drugs cases rather than libel). Charles Howard married Rosie Boycott, who was editor of the Indie and the Express and who was a friend of Carman – Carman was best man at their wedding.

Carman picked up international work and was involved in cases in Hong Kong, Singapore, Malaysia, Washington and New York. By the early 1980s he had come to the attention of Sir Denys Roberts, Hong Kong’s Chief Justice and was offered a position as a High Court judge in Hong Kong. Carman really wanted such a position in England – so off he trotted for a chat with his mate Lord Denning, Master of the Rolls. Denning had a word with the Lord Chief Justice, Geoffrey Lane – it is the Lord Chief Justice who makes the recommendations for High Court appointments to the Lord Chancellor. Denning had previously worked with Lord Lane. Sadly Lane told Denning that Carman was not on his list. Carman decided to take up the offer from Hong Kong. However for some reason he changed his mind during a stay in Leicester of all places.

Carman was in Leicester in 1981 for the trial of Dr Leonard Arthur at Leicester Crown Court. Leonard Arthur was on trial after he had ordered nursing staff to provide no care or treatment to a newly born baby with Down’s syndrome. Arthur also prescribed doses of dihydrocodeine. Unsurprisingly the baby died. I can remember this case well and although the prosecution was brought by the anti-abortion group LIFE – and this is what Dominic has recorded in his book – the only reason why anyone at all got to hear about the baby’s death was because a nurse who witnessed what had happened was appalled at the deliberate killing of a disabled, but very much alive, baby. At the time that nurse was constructed as an interfering know nothing who was well above her station. These days she would be called a whistleblower.

Douglas Draycott QC acted for the prosecution, Carman for the defence. Carman did not put Leonard Arthur into the witness box. However he did call a nurse, a Margaret Slater – who casually mentioned in her evidence that her own baby would not be here today if it wasn’t for Dr Arthur. I don’t know how she managed to be in Court on that day, it is all rather reminiscent of the way that Jani Allan’s old diaries turned up in Court at a crucial moment. The nurse saved Dr Arthur’s neck and he was found not guilty. The nurse was assisted by Carman who ‘destroyed’ Prof Alan Usher, the Home office pathologist who was ready with evidence about the damage to the baby’s brain. The Presiding judge was Justice Farquarson.

History records that Leonard Arthur was not someone who didn’t think that disabled people were worth keeping alive, but someone who was a caring Top Doctor, selflessly devoted to children, worked night and day for the greater good of the nation’s infants – you get the picture.

So what happened in Leicester to persuade Carman to turn down the job of a High Court judge in Hong Kong and remain in England working as a barrister instead? Who knows.

Leicester County Council of course had a problem with a paedophile ring in its children’s services, a ring that Lord Greville Janner was alleged to have been involved with. Frank Beck, the notorious social worker who devised whacky therapies which served as a cover for his abuse of children, was given five life sentences for sexually abusing hundreds of children in 1991. Beck had been involved with the Liberal Party.

One lawyer was particularly impressed by George Carman’s successful defence of a doctor who finished off a baby with learning disabilities – that was a Cherie Booth who praised Carman for ensuring that ‘justice’ prevailed. In the 1980s Cherie Booth was a barrister in New Court Chambers! There was another barrister in New Court as well, who was Carman’s junior – Cherie knew him well, he was a Tony Blair!

Now the Blairs have kept THAT quiet – I’ve been trying to find out in which chambers old Blair worked before he became an MP and it’s not a piece of info that appears in any of the obvious places. But now I know. Blair never forgot the talents of his former boss. Within six months of Blair becoming Prime Minister, Carman found himself at a reception in Downing Street along with Richard Branson when Blair told Branson that Carman was the best lawyer that he could have found.

In Nov 1982 Carman defended Geoffrey Prime who worked for GCHQ but also spied for the KGB. Prime was a paedophile and a member of PIE who had been involved with under-aged girls in the Cheltenham/Gloucester area. Carman’s junior in that case was Tony Clover and the Presiding judge was Lord Chief Justice Lane. Prime was convicted, so Carman took the case to appeal – it was dismissed by Lord Justice Lawton.

Carman was involved in the case involving the grisly death of Roberto Calvi who in 1982 was found hanging under Blackfriars Bridge in London. Calvi had been President of the ‘Vatican’s Bank’, Banco Ambrosiano and was believed many, including his family, to have been murdered. Lurid stories of Masonic corruption and involvement with Opus Dei circulated – and all the money was missing from the bank. David Napley represented Calvi’s family at the inquest which was held by Dr David Paul, the coroner for the City of London – Paul rushed the inquiry. The autopsy was carried out by Prof Keith Simpson. A suicide verdict was returned – which was widely ridiculed because there were numerous aspects of the case which suggested that Calvi had been the victim of a bizarre crime. His underpants were full of bricks which was a bit weird and his hands were clean and well-manicured, which if he’d been crawling around under Blackfriars Bridge hanging himself they would not have been. Carman wanted a fresh inquest in front of Lord Geoffrey Lane. In March 1983 the Lord Chief Justice agreed to overturn the verdict. A new coroner was appointed, Dr Graham Davies and an open verdict was returned in June 1983.

In 1983 in Burnley Carman defended Peter Adamson aka Len Fairclough from Coronation Street after he was charged with indecently assaulting two eight year old girls in a swimming pool. Adamson was cleared although it was alleged that Carman believed that he had been guilty. In 1988 Adamson flogged a story to the Sun admitting that he had been guilty.

Following the Adamson revelations, in 1989 Prof George Steiner joked about Carman’s ability to get anyone off just about anything. It increased Carman’s business.

Carman’s close female friends in London included Sue Cook from BBC’s Crimewatch, Pippa Jessel the former wife of Tory MP Toby Jessel, Frances Heggarty/Hyfield the barrister/crime writer and Lady Annunziata Asquith.

Dominic relates a very worrying story when read in the light of Carman’s conduct towards his female partners and his links with questionable people in high places. Dominic tells us that in 1984 Carman had a ‘close relationship’ with a 30 year old woman but the ’10 month relationship ended with disastrous consequences’. The lady moved to London and into Carman’s Lincoln’s Inn flat and was ‘surprised when he showed no physical interest in her’. I think that we’ve been here before. This woman was ’emotionally volatile’ and Carman’s ‘subsequent humiliation of her precipitated a nervous breakdown’. According to Dominic, George was terrified of anything to do with mental illness – he asked Dominic ‘to accompany him as he registered her as a psychiatric inpatient, before telling her mother to come and pick up the pieces’.

Now there’s a story. So what did Carman do to the ’emotionally volatile’ lady whom he had invited to move in with him? Or what had she witnessed or found out? Which hospital so obligingly admitted her as an in-patient and how did they repackage the horror? I think we should be told…

One of Carman’s most famous triumphs was successfully defending Ken Dodd after Dodd was charged with tax evasion. The presiding judge was none other than our old friend – and indeed Carman’s old friend – Ronnie Waterhouse, the prosecuting counsel was Brian Leveson and the trial was held at Liverpool Crown Court. Waterhouse was a member of the Garrick – as was Carman and indeed their mutual friend Robin Day. Waterhouse also knew Thorpe through their Liberal Party activities.

Ken Dodd was a much-loved son of Liverpool. Waterhouse was born just a few miles away from Ken Dodd’s birthplace. The not guilty verdict caused much entertainment because of the overwhelming amount of evidence against Dodd – Dodd himself joked about not paying his taxes. The Inland Revenue had discovered accounts of Dodd’s in Jersey and the Isle of Man, there was thousands of pounds in used notes secreted about his house, there were references to wheelbarrows of money being moved around, it was ridiculous. A neighbour commented to me at the time that it looked as though the only questions would be ‘which prison and for how many years?’

At the opening of the trial Carman claimed that Dodd was suffering from ventricular tachycardia, a potentially fatal condition, that Dodd was in imminent danger of death and that the trial would almost certainly kill him. Carman tried to get the trial stopped on medical grounds – two weeks before the trial Carman had sent Dodd to a heart specialist, although the date for the trial had been set many months previously. The trial did go ahead and Dodd is still alive – and performing – today, nearly twenty years later.

The Top Doctor who gave evidence that Dodd was about to drop dead was Dr Rhys Williams from Manchester Royal Infirmary. However another Top Doctor, Prof John Camm, testified that Dodd was fit for trial. Camm worked at St Georges Hospital Medical School, so God only knows how anyone persuaded him to give evidence against a dodgy lawyer. Er – yes, I’ve just realised the significance of that quip – dear old St George’s had an awful lot to hide and had participated in some terrible things at the time of Dodd’s trial.

There also seem to have been some porkies told about Dodd’s age at his trial. Dodd’s Who’s Who entries for years have stated that he is four years younger than the age given when he stood trial.

Carman read out letters from Harold Wilson, Ted Heath and Margaret Thatcher at Dodd’s trial, all supportive of Dodd. Character evidence was supplied by Roy Hudd, Eric Sykes, Michael Billington, John Fisher (the head of Variety at Thames Television) and Shelia Murray (the Secretary of Clatterbridge Hospital’s Cancer Research Trust – Dodd had helped them raise £10 million).

It was revealed at the trial that in 1984 Reginald Hunter – Dodd’s accountant between 1972-82 – had been prosecuted at Mold Crown Court for false accounting to enable other clients to avoid tax. Waterhouse grew up in Flintshire and retained close links there. Mold is the legal/administrative centre of Flintshire.

The barrister on the losing side of the Dodd case, Brian Leveson, did OK for himself. He became a High Court judge and Lord Leveson found fame and fortune when he Chaired the 2011-12 public inquiry into the culture, practices and ethics of the British press. Like Dodd, Leveson was a local boy made big from Liverpool.

Carman got into libel work via Oscar Beuselinck, whom Carman knew as the in-house lawyer for the Mirror News Group. Back in the 50s Oscar had represented entertainers, including John Osborne. He had become a Director of Woodfall Films with Osborne and acted for Hollywood clients. In the 70s Oscar began taking defamation work. He sued Private Eye in the 60s but then became their principal solicitor, representing them against Robert Maxwell in 1986. Maxwell himself then recruited Oscar in 1989, although Oscar resigned after a damning Panorama documentary on Maxwell was screened in 1991 – however he did remain as a consultant to Maxwell.

Carman’s juniors in libel cases were Adrienne Page, Victoria Sharp, Andrew Caldecott, James Price, Heather Rogers and Hugh Tomlinson.

Not only do the same names keep cropping up in terms of barristers whom Carman worked with or faced as opponents in Court, but the same judges keep popping up as well. Carman appeared many times in the Court of Mr Justice Drake. We know that judges are impartial of course but in one case Drake made it clear after the case that he was delighted that Carman had won the case. That case in question was the 1989 libel action against the News of the World – owned by the News Group, Murdoch’s empire – brought by Sonia Sutcliffe, the wife of Peter Sutcliffe. The News of the Screws admitted that they HAD defamed Sonia Sutcliffe, they had even paid £50k into Court, but Sutcliffe wanted more. Barbara Jones, a journo for the Mail on Sunday was named as a co-defendant – if Sonia won, Jones would have been liable for the News of the Screws’ indemnity damages and costs, which would have left Jones financially ruined. The potential for this had led to total hostility between Jones and News Group. Now Jones had previously been on holiday with Sonia and they had been pretty good friends – they had been planning to write a book together. But it was Jones’s evidence in Court that completely shafted Sonia Sutcliffe – evidence that Jones had gained regarding Sonia’s alleged attitude towards her husbands crimes during their holiday. Jones defended herself in Court – but she much appreciated Carman’s ‘quiet support and encouragement’. He advised her and told her what to do and say in Court, including telling her to ‘rile’ Sonia.

Sonia Sutcliffe lost the case and was left with a bill for 1/4 of a million quid.

There was little public sympathy for Sonia Sutcliffe at the time – she was the wife of a serial killer, there were allegations flying that she knew that her husband had been attacking women and she’d already won a number of big settlements from newspapers in libel cases.

Something else was happening at the time. The press were desperate to stem the tide of libel awards. The settlements were getting bigger and bigger and it was costing them a great deal of money. One man in particular was costing them a fortune – George Carman.

The more that I find out about the Sonia Sutcliffe case the more that it looks as though the sort of deal that seems to have happened in the Thorpe trial had occurred. A group of very greedy, very unscrupulous, very powerful people could well have got together behind the scenes and come to a convenient arrangement. The only person who didn’t benefit was Sonia Sutcliffe. But she wasn’t a press baron, or a journo or a lawyer. She was the wife of a murderer. Carman was hailed as a hero in the press and Tom Crone, News Group’s lawyer – a barrister who had previously worked for the Mirror Group – made a triumphalist speech outside of the Court. Crone was a close friend of Carman. In 2011 Crone resigned from his job as News International’s legal affairs manager during the phone hacking scandal, after it was revealed that the phone of the murdered schoolgirl Milly Dowler had been hacked.

Not only did Justice Drake announce his satisfaction with the verdict – the Justice Drake who later presided over the libel case brought by Gordon Anglesea in which Carman represented Private Eye and others against Anglesea but lost – but the Private Eye lot were so pleased that they held a party which Carman attended. Sonia had successfully sued them previously…

The Jani Allan case that I mentioned earlier also occurred at the time that newspapers were worried about spiralling libel costs. Like Sonia Sutcliffe, Jani Allan had won a number of libel cases. It was Carman who finished Jani Allan off – but her counsel was Charles Howard QC, Carman’s mate.

I mentioned that Carman produced some interesting medical evidence in the Ken Dodd trial. Carman seemed to know some very helpful Top Doctors. In 1987 Carman’s former best man and good friend from Oxford Vivian Price QC was charged with attempting to pervert the course of justice and driving twice whilst disqualified. Price was a senior barrister and a High Court judge. Carman obtained medical evidence at the 11th hour stating that Price had a brain tumour. It got Price off a prison sentence. The very understanding judge was Justice Farquarson – who had presided over the trial of Dr Leonard Arthur in which Carman had triumphed.

Carman also produced a helpful medical expert when he defended the Sun in 1994 after Gillian Taylforth the Eastenders actress brought a libel case against them. Taylforth and her partner Geoff Knights had been stopped on a motorway and Knights had been arrested and charged with driving offences. A policeman then sold a story to the Sun claiming that Gillian Taylforth had been giving Knights oral sex in the car. Taylforth and Knights denied it and their story was that Knights suffered from pancreatitis, had been in pain, so Taylforth undid his trousers to rub his belly. Carman produced Dr Iain Murray Lyon, a pancreatitis specialist, who testified that Knights could have been faking the pancreatitis attack by describing the symptoms. Well yes he could, but Dr Lyon was not there at the time so had no idea at all whether Knights was making it up or not. Not only did Carman produce a Top Doctor out of the hat, but at the beginning of the second week of the trial a video arrived at court. It was a film six years old of a drunken party attended by the Eastenders cast. Taylforth could be seen messing around with a sausage joking about oral sex and gesticulating with a bottle between her legs. She was fully clothed, it was daylight and there were many people present – it was hardly an orgy and wasn’t that shocking. But Carman made it sound like Sodom and Gomorrah. Taylforth lost the case and became so distressed that she collapsed and had to be wheeled out of the court on a stretcher attached to a supply of oxygen. Everyone had a real laugh and once again Tom Crone appeared outside the Court to crow. Michael Beloff QC acted for Taylforth but no-one asked what a policeman was doing selling a story to the Sun or how an ancient video of a party long-forgotten had found its way into Carman’s hands at a most convenient time.

As for the Top Doctor – Dr Iain Murray-Lyon works at Harley Street and at the Edward VII Hospital. That hospital was featured in my post ‘Update On ‘Tainted Blood’ Scandal’. It was the hospital which employed the nurse who looked after the Duchess of Cambridge when she suffered from severe pregnancy-induced vomiting who committed suicide when some Australian shock jocks rang up pretending to be the Queen. The Chairman of the hospital was Lord Simon Glenarthur – who is also the Director of the MDU and was the Health Minister responsible for the NHS ‘tainted blood’ scandal (see post ‘Running The Country – And All That Jazz…’).

Figures from the whole spectrum of the press loved Carman and utilised his talents. Yet he threatened and crapped on them as well. In 1982 Carman had Sir David English the editor of the Daily Mail fined for contempt for a prejudicial article about the Leonard Arthur case. Ten years later when Carman discovered that his ex-wife had given an interview to the Daily Mail he leant on English – who was still the editor – to tone down the article. It was published two days after the verdict following Carman’s savaging of Jani Allan in Court.

In July 1993 Carman was retained by Ian Burton to defend John Jermyn Hervey, the Marquis of Bristol, on drugs charges. The trial was at Snaresbrook Crown Court and the judge was Owen Stable QC. During the trial – and in his consultations with Carman before the trial – Hervey took both coke and heroin (he was even consuming drugs in the bogs in Court). The sentence was deferred on the grounds that Hervey was receiving treatment in the Charter Clinic, Chelsea. Before sentencing Hervey discharged himself from the clinic and went to France on a massive drugs binge. Carman put in a plea for mitigation based on Hervey’s deprived childhood no less, but he was jailed nonetheless. Hervey died from an AIDS related illness in 1999. He was a wildly promiscuous user of rent boys and by his own estimation had sex with thousands of them. Presumably infecting more than a few.

In Nov 1993 Elton John retained Carman to take on Carman’s own friends at Mirror Group Newspapers – Carman had secured a settlement of £1 million for Elton in 1988 after the Sun alleged that Elton John had suffered from an eating disorder which resulted in him spitting food out. The ever dependable Justice Drake presided and awarded exemplary damages to Elton. However in 1995 the Court of Appeal reduced the damages and laid out recommendations for future damages – just when the press really needed it. This bought an end to juries imposing punitive damages on newspapers and also resulted in the settlement of a libel action brought by Michael Jackson agains Mirror Group Newspapers.

Whoever could tell who was dealing with who behind the scenes and who was stuffing who over? Although the press barons got bigger and bigger and Carman became richer and richer and even more feared.

In 1998 the Times speculated that Carman’s earnings had dropped off – Carman was so cross that he phoned Clare Dyer, the Guardian’s legal correspondent and Frances Gibb, the Times’ legal editor and ensured that Gibb was au fait with his present success and recent work. Gibb duly obliged by running a big article the following week that flattered Carman.

Carman revelled in his Hollywood clients, including Tom Cruise and Nicole Kidman. He was retained by them in 1997 after a Sunday Express article made allegations about their involvement with Scientology, Cruise’s alleged infertility and the couple’s unhappy marriage. Carman sent ‘compelling medical evidence’ to the Express Group and in Oct 1998 the Express Group paid Cruise and Kidman damages and costs. They divorced some two years later amid allegations of Scientology and marital distress.

In 2000 the celebrity chef Marco Pierre White sued the New York Times and International Herald Tribune. Geoffrey Ripon QC acted for the newspapers and Carman acted for White. Carman won and the day after the damages were awarded White got married – Michael Winner was the best man and George Carman was a guest.

I remember hearing about Marco Pierre White in the early 1990s, from a young woman who had worked for him in London. This young woman had some very interesting stories – stories of drug use, of sexual exploitation and chaos in the business. She claimed to have had sex with White herself – in fact she told me that she had been in some sort of relationship with him whilst his ‘official’ partner was somebody else. Not that the young woman in question will ever be able to flog a story to anyone about it all – because she was an in-patient at the Hergest Unit, with ‘paranoid schizophrenia’ of course. She had grown up in north Wales, gone to university in London and met Marco Pierre White down there. Her parents confirmed that. But after a rather wild time in London she had a breakdown and was brought back to Wales – by a Top Doctor – and sectioned at Ysbyty Gwynedd. By exactly the same social workers and Top Doctors who unlawfully imprisoned me, pretty much at the same time that I was unlawfully detained. Her parents also told me that the law had been repeatedly broken and when they complained about it Gwynedd Social Services and Ysbyty Gwynedd lied constantly. I got to know this young woman quite well over the following years. Her one desire was to ‘get better’ and go back to London. The mental health services were very keen for her not to do this. I and her other friends used to notice that on a number of occasions she seemed to recover from her distress and enrol for courses, find jobs etc. But every time that she began to improve, the Top Doctors at Hergest – usually Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) – would alter her ‘medication’ and within three weeks she would be back in hospital, usually sectioned. It makes me wonder what goes on in Marco Pierre White’s world.

Carman took to hosting parties in the 1990s. He held a bash in the summer of 1993. Guests included the Lord Chief Justice, Sue Lawley, Ian Hislop, Norman Lamont, Sir David English (Chair of Associated Newspapers, which was the major shareholder of Euromoney Publications, Dominic Carman’s employers). Carman held another knees-up in 1998 at the Ritz, but a lot of people seemed to be unavailable, including Tom Bingham the Lord Chief Justice, David Frost, Elton John, Ian Hislop, Mo Mowlam, Imran Khan and his wife Jemima, Richard Branson and Jeffrey Archer. Those who did attend included  Dominic Lawson, Robin Day, Sue Cook, P.D. James, Freddie Forsythe, Lord Robert Alexander QC, Lord Gareth Williams, Lord Grabiner, Aidan Barclay and the Blairs, who dropped in on their way to Tuscany! Conrad Black turned up after the party had ended.

In 1998 Sir Ronnie Waterhouse had just finished taking evidence about the most appalling abuse of children in care in north Wales at the public inquiry which he was Chairing. A lot of people were very shocked at what witnessed said about their time in north Wales children’s homes in the 70s and 80s – it was far worse than anyone expected. A number of male  witnesses talked about being taken to Cheshire and London to be sexually abused by older men.

In 1993 George Carman purchased a house in Wimbledon and lived there until 1999. Wimbledon is just down the road from St George’s Hospital Medical School and is the preferred location for the residences of the senior staff of that institution. In 1999 Carman moved to another house in Wimbledon. He held a party there after winning the case for Al Fayed against Neil Hamilton.

Blair was not the only Prime Minister who had reason to be grateful to Carman. In April 1994 he acted for Thatcher in a copyright dispute involving her memoirs. In 1995 he was retained by John Major after the New Statesman published allegations about Clare Latimer. Major stopped the retention of Carman after the Observer published a comment about Carman offering free advice to Major – an apology to Carman was published and somehow John Major’s action was settled shortly afterwards.

Aspiring Prime Ministers sought Carman’s help as well. Portillo retained Carman with regard to the allegations of past homosexual activity on the part of Portillo – until Portillo decided to admit publicly that in the past he had participated in gay sex.

Very rich people whose funding is vital to Prime Ministers also beat a path to Carman’s door. In 1999 Carman advised Michael Ashcroft when he sued the Times after they published allegations of money laundering and drugs related crimes. Ashcroft met with Carman and that afternoon met with Murdoch after Jeff Randall acted as the broker to get them together. A deal was struck with a settlement. In the mid 1990s I knew someone who responded to the TV adverts that were being screened in Wales at the time urging people to report crime to Crimestoppers. This person reported the suspicious death of an elderly lady in one of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones’s ‘nursing homes’ and also reported one of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones’s ‘substance abuse patients’ who was openly seeling Class A drugs to schoolchildren in Bangor. No action was taken, so this person rang Crimestoppers again a few weeks later and repeated their allegations. They were told that Crimestoppers would not be taking any action because Crimestoppers were treating these calls as hoaxes.

Lord Michael Ashcroft funded and established Crimestoppers.

I suppose that it was inevitable that Jeffrey Archer crossed Carman’s path. In Oct 1999 Carman was retained by Eversheds to act for Archer in libel procedings against the Times. The matter was settled, an apology was issued and damages paid. In Dec 1999, new evidence emerged regarding a libel trial involving Archer and the Star twelve years previously. Carman was asked by Lovells – solicitors for Express Newspapers – to act against Archer in appealing the Star libel decision. Carman had been advising Archer eight weeks earlier. Carman held a conference at Lovells with David Pannick QC to discuss strategy. The civil action was abandoned in April 2000 when Archer faced criminal charges. Archer wrote to Carman in Oct 2000 regarding his impending trial for perjury and attempting to pervert the course of justice, requesting lunch with Carman in order to ‘discuss matters’.

Another crook of impressive proportions who had dealings wirth Carman was Robert Maxwell. Between 1990-91 Maxwell was a regular client of Carman’s. Carman almost got into charity work through Maxwell. Carman supported Shelter and Maxwell promised to run a Mirror campaign for the homeless but it never happened. Carman parted company  with Shelter soon afterwards stating that he was fed up of giving them money. Carman had been acting for Maxwell in a libel case against the BBC but Maxwell went overboard before the case was heard. After Maxwell’s death Kevin Maxwell took over the Maxwell Communication Group and Ian Maxwell took over the Mirror Group. There  was of course the matter of the missing £426 million fron two pension funds at the Mirror Group. In Jan 1992 Carman appeared for Kevin in front of the Commons Select Committee – John Jarvis QC appeared for Ian and the Chair of the Committee was Frank Field. David Pannick QC was a member of the Maxwell’s advisory team. Carman visited Kevin’s wife Pandora at home to chat with her about the deep shit that the Maxwells were in. However Carman declined to defend Kevin at his subsequent trial – Carman told Clare Dyer of the Gyardian that he didn’t want to be committed to a long legal aid defence. Carman was therefore in breach of Bar Council rules but who cares about that, the Maxwells had no dosh anymore…

In 1993 Carman represented Branson in a libel claim against British Airways and secured a settlement of £610k. The settlement was somehow leaked to the Sun and was a scoop for David Yelland, the then City editor. Five years later Murdoch made Yelland the editor. In 1998 Carman represented Branson again, in a libel case against Guy Snowden, a major lottery operator. The presiding judge was Justice Morland – who also presided over the trial of the two ten year olds who killed James Bulger – who had known Carman for 50 years. They had been contemporaries at Oxford and both worked on the Northern  Circuit.

In the late 1990s Al Fayed was a regular client of Carman’s – numerous cases of Al Fayed’s were settled out of court or dropped. In 1999 Carman represented Al Fayed against Neil Hamilton – Desmond Browne QC acted for Hamilton and Justice Morland presided. One of Al Fayed’s many accusations against Hamilton was that Hamilton had procured rent boys. Hamilton was the MP for the Cheshire constituency that bordered on Sir Peter Morrison constituency and Hamilton and his wife attended social functions with Morrison. Carman won that case. Prior to that in 1995 Hamilton had sued the Guardian for libel – Carman succeeded in getting the case stopped on a point of law. Hamilton enlisted the help of Thatcher who had the law changed in Hamilton’s favour.

Carman did of course advise members of the Royal Family – including Diana, Prince Michael of Kent and Sarah Ferguson.

In 2000 Carman dissolved New Court Chambers and joined Elizabeth Appleby QC in her chambers – Carman took the room vacated by Cherie Booth, who had left to form Matrix. The former joint head of the chambers Michael Beloff QC left shortly after Carman joined.

Not only did Carman have access to helpful Top Doctors for his work as a barrister but he had his very own helpful Top Doctor on tap for his own medical needs – Dr Annie Coxon, a Harley street physician and neurologist. Annie Coxon was always on hand to deal with Carman’s ‘crises’ – which were nearly always a result of Carman drinking so much that he needed medical attention. On one occasion he collapsed in Court as a result of intoxication and Coxon even set up a drip for him as she attended. Coxon was known to take calls from Carman regularly in the early hours of the morning, she made sure that she was always available. There seems to have been major discord between Coxon and the Top Doctors who treated Carman at the end of his life when he developed cancer. He was of course treated privately by other Harley Street Top Doctors at the London Clinic but they seemed to freeze Coxon out of his care and she was not happy about this.

Coxon was a Catholic but converted to Islam over twenty years ago. She was introduced to Islam by the mother of the Sultan of Oman who was one of her patients. She was also the personal doctor of Al Fayed. Coxon was also the doctor of Jade Goody and was most critical of the NHS after Goody’s death from cancer.

Carman died of cancer in Jan 2001. Before he died he was courted by many cancer charities – he settled on supporting the Cancer Research Campaign (CRCUK) after Prof Gordon McVie visited him at home. His memorial service was attended by a number of people including Cherie Blair and Jeremy Thorpe.

George Carman seems to have touched the lives of a great many people who were involved in concealing the North Wales Child Abuse Ring. Carman’s mycelia reached everywhere. I was particularly surprised to find out that Carman’s senior clerk in New Court Chambers Bill Conner – Carman’s right hand man after Carman moved to London – was a keen birder. Enthusiastic birders get to know each other and travel across the UK regularly – the wealthier ones travel internationally. I have mentioned that my group of friends whilst I was at university in the early/mid-80s were birders – our house on Anglesey was the centre of much Bangor Bird Group activity. In 1985 just before we were all due to leave north Wales, my closest friend at university and house mate was killed in a car crash. My friend’s former boyfriend, also a well-known birder, was left brain-damaged and paralysed. My friend knew all about the problems that I was having with the north Wales mental health services. She was killed when a TR7 crashed into her head on whilst it was travelling on her side of the road. The driver of the TR7 was unscathed except for a broken arm. There was no investigation into the crash. A few weeks later Dr DGE Wood, the corrupt GP whom I now know was working very hard to conceal the criminal activities in north Wales and who ran the Student Health Centre at Bangor University, had a huge row with me when once more I raised the question of the misconduct of his colleagues. He finished by yelling at me that there was nothing for me in north Wales anymore and that I ought to leave the area and forget about everything that had happened there. A few days after my friend’s death, Wood’s colleague, the nurse who worked in the Student Health Centre, took my friend’s file out of the records locker and wrote ‘DEAD’ across the front of it in front of me. I wonder whether that was supposed to have been some sort of warning.

Ooh, nearly forgot – Sir John Kay, the High Court judge who issued Gwynedd Social Services with an injunction against me on the basis of affidavits from two social workers who perjured themselves (one of whom had never met me and the other one who had met me at most on three occasions) was a judge on the Northern Circuit. I could not work out at the time why a bunch of crooked social workers from Caernarfon had gone all the way to Leeds High Court to seek out a judge.

Sir John Kay knew George Carman.

Nasty business, organised child sexual abuse.

A Vampire At Glyndwr University!

The Daily Post is tremendously excited after discovering that a senior lecturer at Glyndwr University is an ‘expert’ on vampires, has published on the subject and even appeared on daytime TV. The Post has got it’s teeth into this story because a PhD student of the lecturer concerned is claiming compensation for ‘work related stress’ and is maintaining that there is a ‘health and safety issue’ at stake. Allegations have been made that after a lecture on vampires, a student cut themselves and licked the cut to taste the blood.

I’ll declare an interest in this story now. The lecturer concerned is Dr Emyr Williams and I know Emyr very well. I became friends with him when were both doing our PhDs at Bangor University and I remained close friends with him for years although I haven’t seen him recently because I was forced to leave north Wales after extreme harassment from the paedophiles’ friends. Dr Emyr Williams is not and never has been a ‘vampire’, as the lurid story in the Post speculates. Emyr is a psychologist of religion and his first degree was in theology. His PhD was actually on the beliefs and attitudes of people attending Bangor Cathedral, but Emyr is very bright, very inquiring and he also became interested in the beliefs of people who follow alternative spritualities -and yes, there are people in the UK who claim to be vampires. Emyr is now one of the leading authorities on this. That has nothing to do with being a vampire. Glyndwr University were very keen to employ Emyr – the institution is seriously short on high achieving academics and they bit his arm off when he showed an interest in working there. Emyr is also a whizz at stats, which very few academics are unless they are actually statisticians. This means that Emyr can spot bad research when he sees it or research that is trying to mislead and there is a lot of that about. As for ‘work related stress’ – if there is work related stress at Glyndwr and from what I used to hear there was always plenty of that, it will not be emanating from Emyr. He shows a concern for the well-being of his students and colleagues way beyond that usually found in universities. Indeed that is how I became such good friends with Emyr. Whilst the paedophiles’ friends harassed and threatened me, spread vicious rumours about me, rang up my PhD supervisor and dripped poison into his ear, drove cars in my direction very fast very carelessly and then had me arrested because the Chair of the North West Wales NHS Trust Elfed Roberts was ‘fed up’ of my complaints about the mental health services and was cross because I had pink hair and had called his ludicrous car a penismobile, Emyr was the best friend that one could have had. He could see exactly what was going on and like the Hergest Whistleblower and a few others who stood by me, reassured me that the appalling behaviour of these people said nothing about me.

It speaks volumes about Glyndwr that it is Emyr who has found himself at the centre of a storm there. Glyndwr University is a troubled institution and it has been for years. There are a number of other academics there who like Emyr are high performing both in terms of their research and their teaching, but Glyndwr has found itself at the bottom of the league tables ever since it was created but they don’t have enough staff like Emyr. Glyndwr has tried to construct itself as an institution which is vocationally based, but there are massive problems with that claim as well. I don’t know anything about the engineering side of Glyndwr, but I do know about the ‘health and social care’ side – we’re back to the paedophiles’ friends again. The institution is teaming with ‘experts’ in health and social care who have previously worked in or been very well aware of the practices of the dreadful ‘services’ in north Wales and their penchant for neglecting and abusing patients. But none of them will say a word. My post ‘Last Man Standing’ details the background of Dr Wulf Livingstone, a senior lecturer in social work there – Livingstone knows so much about the misconduct of the ‘services’ that he probably should make his way to the police station and give a statement. A few years ago Glyndwr was running a ‘substance abuse’ course for people who wanted to work with drug users. Except that it seemed that people with the backgrounds and skills necessary for that work were being turned down for places – whilst places were offered to people who were drug users themselves. Why are we not surprised? The ‘substance abuse’ business in north Wales is dominated by CAIS, the ‘charity’ run by the paedophiles’ friends Dafydd and Lucille and some of their ‘peer support workers’ are dealing to their ‘clients’. As Brown observed, no-one in north Wales would want a drugs worker who could actually do the job properly, because they’d see straight through CAIS and get more than a few of them arrested.

Glyndwr University has a history from which it has not escaped. It was previously known as NEWI, the North East Wales Institute and before that, Cartrefle College. Read the biographies of the paedophiles and their friends as described in the Waterhouse Report – again and again they had ‘trained’ at Cartrefle College. The thugs on the ground battering and sexually assaulting the kids in care in north Wales had qualifications from Cartrefle College but their managers frequently had qualifications from Bangor University, Liverpool University or Salford College of Technology. The lawyers and judges who protected them all were often graduates of Aberystwyth and the Top Doctors sitting on the heap of shit were frequently graduates of Liverpool Medical School. There was a very obvious pattern. Somebody was employed at Cartrefle College giving qualifications to that bunch of monsters – and that somebody will have been subsumed into NEWI when it was formed and then into Glyndwr University. Even if they are now retired, it will be the usual phenomenon – they’ll still be in touch with former students and associates who will not yet have retired, they’ll be pulling the strings and back-scratching and everyone will be quietly reminded of exactly how many reputations and careers will go tits-up or indeed how many now elderly people could die in prison if the vow of silence is broken. What happened in children’s homes in north Wales is now receding into history, a lot of the politicians and judges involved are dead and those we know and love are fully aware that if they can keep the lid on it for another ten years or so they’ll be home and dry. Pensions and reputations intact. Of course nearly all the kids who were in the homes and the patients of the paedophiles’ prisons – the North Wales Hospital and Garth Angharad – are now dead, having met unfortunate premature deaths.

People living and working in north Wales have long since been fascinated by the tales of madness and serious mismanagement that leaked out of Glyndwr University. The centre of the most florid stories was Professor Mike Scott, the former Vice-Chancellor. People looked on in wonder and asked each other how much longer the chaos could be allowed to continue – staff told stories of Mike Scott giving crazed lectures to the staff en masse, of Scott telling barefaced lies and of rumours that the University was known to be virtually bankrupt but Scott nonetheless was spending like a drunken sailor on bizarre plans. One of the most notorious was Mike Scott’s plan to establish a ‘corridor of knowledge’ – he purchased some sheds along the side of a road in Wrexham in pursuit of this plan, but somehow it never really got off the ground. One of the Biggest Mysteries in north Wales also involves Mike Scott – whilst it was widely alleged that Glyndwr was flat on it’s back breathing it’s last financially, Mike Scott purchased the Racecourse which was next to the University for nearly two million quid – no-one could work out HOW. Allegations of financial corruption flew…He paid a lot of money for the sheds as well. Even people who only fleetingly met Mike Scott never forgot him – someone who shook hands with him described it as like shaking hands ‘with a wet fish’. But then I discovered that Scott had previous. Before being given his own university to destroy, he had been a PVC at De Montfort University – and had really screwed up there. Whilst Scott was at De Montfort he announced plans to establish an ‘axis of knowledge’ passing through three countries (I think the countries involved were England, Wales and Ireland), a bit like Hitler’s expansionist plans a few decades ago. People marvelled at how, after the DMU years, Scott was ever actually given any sort of job at NEWI, let alone given responsibility for running the place. It was alleged that NEWI was such a train wreck that the Welsh Gov’t were desperate for it to ‘merge’ with another institution, but no other college would touch them with a barge pole. Whilst he was wreaking havoc in Wrexham, there was another truly fascinating anecdote circulating about Mike Scott. Some of the older staff at Bangor University claimed to know the man who failed Mike Scott’s PhD in times past. I was told that Scott had done a PhD in English years ago, but he failed his viva and had to resubmit, which is why so many at Bangor looked on in horror at what he was allowed to do in Wrexham.

I know that readers will be fully aware that much of this can be interpreted as academics sneering at other institutions and their alleged follies and of course an awful lot of that goes on. Brown always used to say ‘when you work in a university you hear the most appalling things about people and you must never believe a word of it. But you must never be naïve enough not to listen’. But the reason that there was so much interest in what was going on in Wrexham was that someone somewhere was allowing this to happen – and public money was being squandered on a very large scale. Where was the accountability?

So what about the governance of Glyndwr University? Let’s take a look.

The current Chancellor of Glyndwr University is Trefor Jones CBE; he took up the post in Jan 2016. Trevor is described as having a ‘long and distinguished relationship with NEWI’ – he was their Chair. Trefor Jones was the Lord Lieutenant of Clwyd 2001-2012. He took his duties seriously – when HM the Queen and went to visit Flint, Trefor met her at Flint station! (Flint station is a dreadfully grotty place, I’m gobsmacked that Her Maj ever agreed to alight there.) Readers will understand why my interest was piqued when I saw that Trefor had been appointed to this post – this blog is full of the names of the paedophiles’ friends who ended up as Lord Lieutenants or Deputy Lieutenants. So who is Trefor?

Trefor Jones grew up in Rhyl and started his working life as an apprentice at what is now called Airbus at Broughton. He eventually became Chair and CEO of Pilkington Optronics. In 2000 Pilkington won a contract worth millions to supply the Royal Netherlands Army. I note that the new Vice-Chancellor of Glyndwr, Professor Maria Hinfelaar, is described as a ‘Dutch national’. Now that could well be of no significance – but continue reading this post.

Trefor has many varied interests. He was or is Chairman of the North Wales Area Committee; was or is the Chair of Celtec; was or is a member of the Welsh Industrial Development Advisory Board; was or is the Chair of the North Wales Economic Forum; was the Deputy Chair of the WDA (see post ‘Corruption Bay Special’ for background on the infamous WDA); he was or is the Chair of Clwyd Justices Advisory Committee; he has just stepped down from his role as Chair of St Kentigerns Hospice. Now perhaps he is, as the local media reassures us, simply a man who has dedicated his life to public service in north Wales. But guess what else Trefor was? He was a member of Clwyd Health Authority. So Trevor knew that Dafydd and Gwynne the lobotomist of the North Wales Hospital were unlawfully banging people up who crossed the paths of the paedophile gang. Trefor will have been one of the people who ignored the numerous complaints about patients being assaulted, sexually abused and fleeced of their money. He was part of the Health Authority that did not investigate complaints about those matters. As a member of that Health Authority he will have known the other people named on this blog who as members of both the Health Authority and Clwyd Social Services were directly involved in concealing the abuse in children’s homes in Clwyd. After the abolition of Clwyd Health Authority, Trefor continued with an NHS role – he was Vice-Chairman of Conwy and Denbighshire NHS Trust. So he will have had domain over those notoriously dreadful wards for the elderly in Ysbyty Glan Clwyd then.

Trefor had fingers in many pies and was at the top of one of the biggest businesses in north Wales. He is someone who could have spoken up about the wrongdoing. But he didn’t.

More about those pies. When Trefor was appointed Lord Lieutenant, the Clerk to the Lord Lieutenant Colin Everett – who doubled up as CEO of Flintshire County Council – announced in Jan 2009 that Tefor had appointed numerous Deputy Lieutenants. Among them were Judge Roger Dutton, Lady Susan Langford, Michael Peters and Professor Mike Scott. Lady Susan Langford is President of St Kentigerns, the hospice of which Trefor has just stopped being Chairman! Lady Susan’s husband, Lord Geoffrey Langford, is a Patron of St Kentigerns. Michael Peters I believe is better known as Mike Peters, the rock star from the band The Alarm. Mike Peters and his wife Jules are probably the most effective PR people that Ysbyty Glan Clwyd has. Mike Peters famously developed testicular cancer and has spent the years since raising money and extolling the wonders of the hospital which saved his life. Presumably the Top Doctors didn’t tell Mike that testicular cancer has a very low mortality rate and that nearly all patients survive, even if they are treated in a hospital with a reputation as bad as Ysbyty Glan Clwyd. A recent press release informed us that Jules has now been diagnosed with breast cancer. I think that someone ought to tell her just how big the problems are in YGC and give her the chance to be treated elsewhere, because breast cancer has a much higher mortality rate than testicular cancer. As for Professor Michael Scott – well we know all about him…

So who sits on the governing body of Glyndwr University? I had a look at the University website and the Governor’s Register of Interests 2016/17 and this is what I discovered. The governors include:

Celia Jenkins. In 2013 Celia was the High Sheriff of Clwyd. She was originally from Cheshire – the stomping ground of Sir Peter Morrison MP and all those who kept quiet about him molesting children (see post ‘    ‘). Celia is the Deputy Chair of the North East Wales Magistrates Bench, the Chair of the North East Wales Magistrates Panel, a member of the Wrexham Youth Justice Management Board, a member of the Lord Chancellor’s Committee for Clwyd and a member of the Executive Committee of the League of Friends Robert Jones and Agnes Hunt Foundation Hospital. Celia’s spouse is a member of the Council of Chester University and a Board Member of the Llangollen International Eisteddfod. Previous posts have mentioned people involved in the abuse of children in north Wales who trained at Chester College – which became Chester University – and the paedophiles’ friends who were or are involved with the Llangollen International Eisteddfod, including the daddy of the biggest cover-up, Sir Ronald Waterhouse.

Barrie Jones. Barrie is the Editorial Director of NWW media – he joined the ‘family owned Board of Directors’ in 2010. This is the North Wales Weekly News Group, which published illustrious local titles including the North Wales Weekly News and Wrexham Leader. Barrie worked for those newpapers back in the 80s. When those papers had a penchant for printing flattering articles about Dr Dafydd Alun Jones rather than what was really happening inside of the North Wales Hospital. I very much doubt that the victims of the paedophiles’ were given much of a voice in those titles either. Barrie is involved with the journalism course at Glyndwr!

Gill Kreft. Gill is married to the well-known Mario Kreft and they own the Pendine Park empire, a substantial business involving care homes for the elderly and those with dementia. Gill is listed as a Director and shareholder of a number of the businesses that she and Mario run. She is also a Director of DBS Disclosures Services Ltd, a Director of Gwarchod Properties Ltd and a Trustee of the Social Care Institute of Excellence. The Social Care Institute of Excellence is now a standing joke in the wake of recent revelations as to the reality of much ‘social care’ in the UK. Gill also has a role with the Academy of Care Practitioners Ltd and Care Forum Wales.

Gill’s husband is very high profile in Wales and appears in the media regularly raising concerns regarding the lack of funding for social care. He certainly sounds much more compus mentis than many other people involved in that area of business in north Wales, although I don’t know anyone who’s ever worked for him so I don’t know what the reality is. His business is certainly very substantial and seems to be expanding rapidly, in spite of his pleas of living on the breadline and being unable to afford to pay his staff anything higher than the legal minimum. I note that Gill lists her interests as opera and exotic travel, such a viewing mountain gorillas. Opera and luxury holidays to the Virunga National Park don’t come cheap. I doubt that the care assistants at Pendine Park can afford such pastimes.

Rebecca Maxwell. Corporate Director of the Economy and Public Realm at Denbighshire County Council. In 2003 was Head of Children’s Services for Stirling Council. Prior to this, Rebecca had a ‘thirteen year career in the NHS in a variety of strategic and operational roles in England and Scotland’. Advisor to the North Wales Economic Ambition Board.

Paul McGrady. Has lived in Wrexham since 1977 – he was there when the paedophile gang in the Wrexham children’s homes was doing it’s worst than. Paul works at Wrexham County Borough Council as an accountant. That’s the Wrexham County Borough Council who were involved in the fiddle that I have previously blogged about which ensured that Dafydd and Lucille’s charity CAIS landed the contract for ‘service user involvement’ across the whole of north Wales then. Paul has previous – in 2005 he was Head of Finance and Assests for Denbighshire County Council. Denbighshire County Council has featured on the blog previously regarding irregularities in the funds – on some occasions the funds weren’t there. In 2015 Paul was appointed a Director of CCG, the ‘social landlord’ that was formed when the housing stock of Gwynedd County Council was transferred. The CCG who continues to employ the same staff who fiddled and embezzled when they were employed by the housing dept in Gwynedd County Council (see post ‘News Round-Up, March 24 2017’), the CCG that is the subject of constant serious complaints and media exposes.

Judy Owen. Judy is a Trustee/Director of St Kentigerns Hospice – that’s right, the hospice from which Trefor has just stepped down as Chairman! Judy joined Pilkington P.E. Ltd in 1973 and progressed to the role of site accountant. So she was an employee of Trefor’s then – and was responsible for the dosh. In 1999 she left Pilkington to work for Euro DPC at Llanberis, where she became finance director. I used to live near Euro DPC and they became a legend. When they first opened their doors in 1991 or 1992, they placed big adverts in the local papers telling local people how many ‘opportunities’ would be available. The employment situation in the area was dire, so everyone – including me – beat a path to their door. What a shock we had. The ‘international biotech company’ who had told the world that there would be well-paid managerial and scientific jobs in Llanberis was indeed seeking managers and scientists, but they had no intention of paying managers and scientists professional salaries, at least if those managers and scientists were local. I was offered the grand sum of £6000 pa after replying to an advert for scientists with postgrad qualifications and experience and the son of someone else I know was offered a similar pittance when he applied for a managerial position. When I asked why they were offering their scientists and technicians such poor pay they cheerily told me that the ‘market rate’ in Gwynedd dictated the salaries on offer. Euro DPC also had a plant in Oxford – where people doing exactly the same jobs as in Llanberis were paid very much more. I knew of one person who moved from Gwynedd to Oxford to do exactly the same job for much higher pay. Because Euro DPC paid sheepshaggers less. I that bet Euro DPC received ‘funding’ from the WDA to set that plant up in Llanberis as well. Do you want to tell us what was going on in that company Judy? Euro DPC played fast and loose with Health and Safety as well. One of the students that I did teacher training with in 2000/01 was partially blind. She’d been a chemist at Euro DPC in Llanberis, there’d been an accident and chemicals had got into her eye – there was no first aider on the premises and a manager refused to take her to Ysbyty Gwynedd for a check up. She suffered damage to her sight.

Phil Storrow. Phil is Head of a Dept at Glyndwr. He used to work at British Aerospace, just like Trefor. Phil is also a Director of Optic Glyndwr Ltd and of Glyndwr Innovations Ltd. So he is a Head of Dept at Glyndwr, a Director of two businesses owned by the University and a member of the University’s governing body – having previously worked for a company that the University’s Chancellor is associated with. Phil is also a Trustee of the Chester Childbirth Appeal. I don’t know what that is all about – although no doubt Trefor Jones will be involved somewhere – but the Countess of Chester Hospital has received an awful lot of bad publicity recently after it was revealed that the care was shite and a number of babies died unnecessarily. But then the maternity care at that hospital was not what it should have been for many years, but no-one piped up.

David Subbachi. Yet another Magistrate – David has sat on the Wrexham and Denbigh Benches for twenty years and was Chair of the Denbigh Bench. He is a former member of the Lord Chancellor’s Advisory Committee for North Wales on the selection and recruitment of Magistrates and a member of the Welsh Bench Chair’s Forum as well as the National Council for Magistrates’ Association. David’s career was spent as a civil servant in the Valuation Office Agency. He is a governor of Ysgol Morgan Llwyd Wrexham and a former governor of St Mary’s RC School, Wrexham. David’s wife is Chair of Offa Community Council.

Vincent Ryan. He was born and educated in Wrexham, but he won’t have been one of the kids who grew up in a children’s home there. He has a law degree from Cardiff University and in 1981 joined Allington Hughes Solicitors, becoming a partner with the firm in 1988. He stayed until 2009. So he was a local lawyer both whilst the paedophile ring raged and throughout the Waterhouse cover-up then. Which explains why he’s the Chair of Trustees of the Wrexham Diocesan Protection Management Committee. Vincent is an employment judge at employment tribunals.

Brian Everett. Brian has spent his career in UCU (Universities and Colleges Union). He is an employment judge in employment tribunals as well. Brian is a Director of Bevere H Consulting and the Chair of Wrexham RC Diocesan Safeguarding Commission. He is also a Trustee of the CAB. As is Lucille Hughes, the woman who was named in the Waterhouse Report as knowing that a paedophile ring was operating in the social services but failed to act, whilst she was Director of Gwynedd Social Services. Brian is Trustee and Chair of the Charles Lloyd Foundation.

Neil Ashbridge.  Neil is a non-executive Director of Cartrefi Conwy and Vice-Chair of Disability Wales. He is a member of the Liverpool Cathedral Finance Committee; a member of Liverpool Hope University’s Executive Advisory Board; a member of Oxford University’s Business Economy Project Advisory Board; a member of the Welsh Industrial Development Advisory Board; a Director of the Board of West Cheshire and North Wales Chamber of Commerce; the Chair of Liverpool Chamber of Commerce.

Professor Sandra Jowett. Sandra is Vice-Chair of the National Open College Network; a non-executive Director of Pennine Care NHS Foundation Trust; an Emeritus Professor at the University of Cumbria. Her son works for KPMG, London.

Tim Mitchell. Tim is a Director of McLintocks, Wrexham; a Director of the recently formed North Wales Crusaders Rugby League team, based at Glyndwr University Racecourse Stadium; the Hon Sec of the Chester and North Wales Society of Chartered Accountants.

Askar Sheibani. A Director of Deeside Business Forum Ltd; Group CEO Comtek Network Systems Ltd; a member of the Alyn and Deeside Constituency Labour Party.

Dr Colin Stuhlfelder. Colin is a Senior Lecturer in the Built Environment at Glyndwr University. He is also a Board member of Riverside Mersey North Housing Provider.

Emma Perrin. Emma’s spouse works at Airbus Operations at Broughton. Trefor’s former employers.

 

Well, there we have it. Perhaps I ought to open a competition for readers to see who can spot the highest number of conflicts of interest among that lot – before anyone does yet more research on the organisations that I’ve mentioned. The over-riding impression is of a group of people many of whom have worked for or with Trefor Jones or are involved in charitable causes or local authorities with which he has connections and who are in a position to do favours for or benefit from Glyndwr University. Many of whom are involved in the criminal justice system, which must be a dream for the paedophiles’ friends who are still cluttering up the region.

One further point about the organs of government at Glyndwr University. They have a senior member of staff, James Dawson – who has a famous brother-in-law. Dawson’s brother-in-law is John McTernan, the Rottweiler and former Director of Political Operations for Tony Blair! I have blogged about how Dawson left his previous job at Bangor University under a cloud after trying to steal a number of computers. One of which was mine, with lots and lots of info on it concerning the wrongdoing of the north Wales mental health services and how Blair’s Gov’t was keeping that as well as many other mental health scandals quiet (see post ‘When Showbiz Meets Politics’).

 

Having had a taste of what Trefor Jones got up to in his roles as Lord Lieutenant and Chancellor of Glyndwr University, I thought that I’d check out what might have been going on at St Kentigerns Hospice, where he was Chairman until literally a few days ago. I prioritised identifying who are Trustees and Patrons.

Trustees include:

Lady Susan Langford, the President. I have provided details re Susan earlier.

Judy Owen, Treasurer. That’s the Judy described earlier – who used to work as the accountant for Trefor’s company and then worked as the finance director for the dodgy Euro DPC.

Professor Mari Lloyd Williams. Mari is a Top Doctor specialising in palliative care who works at the University of Liverpool North West Cancer Centre. She has served on the fitness to practice and professional conduct committees of the GMC; on the HEFCW (Higher Education Funding Council for Wales) and UKHEAC committees 2006-12; was appointed by the Welsh Assembly Gov’t to the Review of Governance in HE in Wales; was a member of the Advisory Group under Chair Sir Adrian Webb into the Future of Higher Education in North East Wales; Chairs the Tenovus Cancer Charity Psychosocial Grants Committee. With all those connections to healthcare research and HE, presumably Mari could help Glyndwr University out if she wanted to. She’s also been in a position to decide what fate should befall the dreadful Top Doctors of north Wales should the GMC ever decide to place any of them in front of a Tribunal.

David Gozzard. David is a retired Consultant Haematologist from Ysbyty Glan Clwyd, a position that he achieved in 1988. He was Clinical Director of Pathology and was Medical Director of the Conwy and Denbighshire NHS Trust – Trefor was Vice-Chairman! After the Conwy and Denbighshire NHS Trust evolved into the North Wales NHS Trust – yet another reorganisation in a desperate attempt to stop the regional NHS killing people and it’s staff/managers siphoning off NHS funds – David became Medical Director of the new organisation. David was also Chair of the North Wales Medical Committee 2001-04.

Having been Clinical Director of Pathology in Ysbyty Glan Clwyd, David might be able to clear up a long-standing puzzle. In the summer of 1991 I had one of my many Bizarre Experiences. I had moved back to north Wales to live and I applied for a job in the path labs of Ysbyty Glan Clwyd. I was called for interview and faced a panel of three people. One man was someone from IT who was obviously the brightest on the panel but was the most junior in the hierarchy in terms of jobs, the other was a senior person from the lab staff – could it have been David Gozzard? – and the other was a most extraordinary man, even by the standards of north Wales, a Top Doctor called Binns-Smith. I should have realised that I was in for a fun time, because before I was called in for the interview I was sat in a waiting area near to some workmen who were working on the ceiling. An enormous man with a huge belly, no jacket, open-necked shirt and no tie emerged from an office nearby and started bellowing at the men working on the ceiling, hurling insults about the ‘average British workman’ no less. I presumed that he must have been their foreman, particularly as he was in possession of the stereotypical builder’s bum as his trousers started to descend whilst he yelled at the workmen. Then I noticed that not only were his trousers descending, but his flies were undone so in total quite an expanse of ancient white Y fronts were on display. He turned to me and asked if I was waiting for interview – this man it transpired was Dr Binns-Smith, head of pathology ay Ysbyty Glan Clwyd.

I followed Binns-Smith into the interview room with him still bellowing about British workmen. As I sat down, one of the others on the ‘panel’ gave me a very strained smile and simply said ‘portent’. Binns-Smith didn’t respond, but then introduced me to the IT man, making a joke about him being so lowly in the workforce but of course ‘everybody calls him the boss’. Binns-Smith commented that he had noted from my CV that I had a postgrad degree from and had worked in the London medical schools. He then launched into a rant about how his son had applied for a place in the London medical schools but had been rejected by all of them and the trouble was that medical schools were full of ‘cabbage patch socialism’ (whatever that is) and that his son’s teachers had advised him to apply for other courses after clearing but he wasn’t having his son doing an ‘arty farty’ course. This man was clearly both mad and offensive and was obviously embarrassing the other ‘interviewers’ who sat there without saying a word. I did wonder what his son was like – could he perhaps actually keep his trousers up, unlike his father? Was he as obnoxious as dad, or was he truly oppressed, having been told by his father to apply for medicine when he wasn’t able to gain the high grades needed? After about ten minutes of this, I decided that I really didn’t want to work for this lunatic, so I told Binns-Smith that I was leaving. As I walked out, I heard him bellowing at the other two men ‘gentlemen, this interview is over’. I expected the mother of all insulting letters afterwards, but I never heard another thing. I asked around, but no-one I knew was acquainted with Binns-Smith. Unlike Dafydd who regularly hit the media, I never saw any references to Binns-Smith in the local papers either. I have tried googling him since then, but nothing. Some years after my encounter with him, I did of course start hearing stories that Ysbyty Glan Clwyd was every bit as dangerous, corrupt and mismanaged as Ysbyty Gwynedd and that people were being misdiagnosed and dying when they shouldn’t have been. In the light of who was running their pathology dept I cannot say that I was surprised. Binns-Smith wasn’t the average British workman but he was only marginally worse than the average north Wales Top Doctor. If David Gozzard gets to read this blog and fancies meeting up, I’d dearly love to hear the many anecdotes that I know will have circulated around Ysbyty Glan Clwyd about that man.

St Kentigerns Hospice has a number of Patrons, one of whom is Colonel Lord Geoffrey Langford, Susan’s husband!  Lord Langford was identified as being 100 years old in an article about him a few years ago, so I’d be surprised if he was still alive. He spent his career in the British Army and inherited the family seat at Rhuddlan from a member of his extended family who had died without children. He married a number of times, the last time in 1975 to Susan. Who was then Susan Denham from Wrexham. I presume that Susan is quite a bit younger than Colonel Lord. Colonel Lord’s heir was listed as being his son, Owain Grenville Rowley-Conwy, who married a Joanna Featherstone. I presume that Owain is now Lord Langley. I note that after Trefor Jones finished his stint as Lord Lieutenant of Clwyd, the next Lord Lieutenant was someone Featherstone. It just has to be one of Joanna’s relatives doesn’t it.

One recent media article reporting that Trefor Jones was standing down as Chair of St Kentigerns after seven years mentioned that St Kentigerns was ‘saved’ solely by Trefor a few years ago when it faced bankruptcy. There were no details of how Trefor raised the money needed to save it – which will have been considerable. Trefor won’t have had it in his piggy bank. Perhaps Judy Owens – the Treasurer of St Kentigens, the former accountant of Trefor’s company and the former finance director of Euro DPC – might like to tell us.

 

I’m going to terrify readers a bit more now. Whilst I was searching for info on Trefor – I’ve only carried out a very brief search, God knows how much else I’d find if I spent a few days on it – I cam across Trefor’s name in Hansard no less. Trefor’s name appears in a document that was prepared in March 2008 and submitted to the Welsh Affairs Committee when the Committee were considering the provision of cross-border health services for Wales. The document is entitled ‘Memorandum Submitted By Huw Thomas And Colleagues’ beneath which are the words ‘submission from a group of retired people who have played a prominent role in the NHS and public life in North Wales’. The document is a lengthy, furious response to the proposals by Edwina Hart, the then Minister for Health, to redirect elective neurosurgery patients away from The Walton Centre in Liverpool to the Morriston Hospital in Swansea. I hadn’t seen this document before, but I remember that row very well. It happened as the Top Doctors and their associates in north Wales were doing their utmost to bring Edwina down. They really loathed her. The charge from the GPs was led by Dr Eamonn Jessup, who at the time was displaying a Facebook group on his Facebook page entitled ‘higher pay for doctors’. Dr Richard Tranter, lately of the Hergest Unit, was telling his patients that Edwina wanted patients referred to the Morriston because it was near her constituency. Tranter was also telling his patients to write to their AMs and MPs to complain about the NHS. Did Tranter ever tell patients to do this some years previously when the Hergest Unit were framing patients who had complained and presided over one of the highest suicide rates in the UK? No, he only did it when the Top Doctors began their co-ordinated campaign against Edwina.

The ‘memorandum’ bangs on at great length, presenting what it believes is a clinical case for continuing to refer patients to The Walton Centre. I note that the memorandum isn’t only fighting on behalf of The Walton Centre – it is also angrily maintaining that patients should not be referred to Cardiff and that referrals from north Wales should continue to Alder Hey Children’s Hospital, Broadgreen Cardio-Thoracic Centre, Manchester Royal Infirmary Cardiac Centre and Robert Jones and Agnes Hunt Gobowen (spinal injuries and specialist orthopaedics).

Now there are a great many arguments for and against sending patients from north Wales to either the north west of England or to Cardiff or Swansea for complex specialist treatment. But what I’m interested in is who signed that ‘memorandum’ along with Trefor. Because I recognised a lot of those names. Many of them are names that can be found on the early medical records of mine that my lawyer had to go to the High Court to extract. They are the names of people whom I had never met and in many cases whom I did not know existed – but they were all part of the effort to have me either banged up in a secure hospital on the grounds of my ‘dangerousness’ which was predicated entirely on statements made by Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) which they knew were untrue, or prosecuted for offences which they knew that I had not committed. Many of the names were also advising on how not to investigate my complaints concerning the criminal activities of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones, Dr Tony Francis and the staff of Gwynedd Social Services. Francis, Jones and Gwynedd Social Services were at the time facilitating and concealing the paedophile ring. I also recognised some of the names from archive material dating from the late 80s – they were the names of the people who were running Gwynedd Health Authority so badly that the Health Authority was bankrupt, the Welsh Office had sent a hit squad in and David Hunt, the Secretary of State for Wales, was writing letters to them himself.

The following names were the names that I recognised:

Dr Cedric Davies, former Director of Public Health Medicine, Gwynedd Health Authority. Cedric was on very chummy terms with Tony Francis and was part of a plot to incarcerate me in the Caswell Clinic in south Wales – although I was living and working in London.

Noreen Edwards, former Chairman of Gwynedd Health Authority. Noreen was cc’d into most letters about me. David Hunt wrote to Noreen Edwards regarding the ‘crisis’ in Gwynedd Health Authority – which had been caused by her and her mates.

Professor Robert Owen, former Consultant Orthopaedic Surgeon at Robert Jones and Agnes Hunt Hospital Gobowen and Professor of Orthopaedics at Liverpool University. Robert Owen was the Medical Ombudsman for the Welsh Office who organised the cover-up led by Professor Robert Bluglass after I complained about the criminal conduct of Dafydd et al (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’). I now have documents demonstrating that doctors who were not part of my complaint and whom I was no longer being ‘treated’ by were communicating with Robert Owen without my knowledge, outside the parameters of the ‘investigation’ and were communicating with him about this at his home in Colwyn Bay. (By the way on an earlier post I stated that Robert Owen was a surgeon and prof at Cardiff – I had always presumed that, because I met him in Cardiff and of course the letters from him had a Cardiff address on them, although it was obviously the Welsh Office’s address. The info in this post concerning Owen’s affiliations to Liverpool University and the Robert Jones and Agnes Hunt Hospital was supplied by Owen himself in the ‘memorandum’.)

Dr David Roberts, former Consultant in Public Health Medicine, Gwynedd Health Authority. David Roberts was cc’d into letters about me.

Hilary Stevens, former Chairman, Conwy and Denbighshire NHS Trust. I used to see Hilary in action when she was a member of the Betsi Board when the Betsi was first formed. She certainly wasn’t as mad or as obnoxious as many of those we know and love, but Hilary obviously didn’t have a grip on the Conwy and Denbighshire NHS Trust. Was this because Hilary was a normal human being who was unable to control a load of criminals, some of whom had concealed a paedophile ring? Or was Hilary a smiling devil with better social skills than the rest of them?

Professor Eric Sunderland, former Vice-Chancellor of Bangor University and Lord Lieutenant of Gwynedd. Professor Sunderland always struck me as being very establishment but not barking mad or corrupt. But he did run a University full of the paedophiles’ friends with Gwynne the lobotomist working in the Student Health Centre. Perhaps Eric was someone else who was surrounded by monsters whom he couldn’t control. Either way, he can’t have been completely Of Them because he never received a knighthood. Which everybody expected him to. I was told that Eric and his wife were deeply hurt by this lack of recognition and that Professor Sunderland Not Being Given A K was another north Wales conundrum. He should have taken it as a compliment – he obviously wasn’t friendly enough with the paedophiles’ friends. And if he’d been a child molester himself, he’d have been given a peerage and admitted into the highest echelons, along with Greville Janner.

Huw Thomas, former Chief Executive of Gwynedd Health Authority. Huw wrote me inane – and in the end rude – letters and failed to investigate the most serious of complaints. He was also writing the paedophiles’ friends letters about me – he was much friendlier to them than he was to me. Huw was Chief Exec of Gwynedd Health Authority at the time of the ‘crisis’ when David Hunt had words with Noreen.

The signatures of people unknown to me are:

Dr Pat Barry, former Consultant Anaesthetist, Ysbyty Gwynedd.

Mr Michael Crumplin, former Consultant Surgeon, Ysbyty Maelor.

Mr Chris Davies, former Consultant Surgeon, Ysbyty Glan Clwyd.

Dr Harry Edwards, former Consultant Anaesthetist, Ysbyty Gwynedd, Chair of Welsh Medical Committee.

Dr Ellen Emslie, former Consultant Dermatologist, Ysbyty Glan Clwyd.

Annwen Carey Evans, former High Sheriff, Gwynedd.

D.B. Carey Evans (no position given – presumably a nobody who was simply related to the High Sheriff, which was obviously quite enough to turn them into a somebody.)

Elizabeth Colwyn Foulkes.

Sir William Gladstone, former Lord Lieutenant of Clwyd.

Dr Jeffrey Green, former Consultant Cardiologist, Ysbyty Gwynedd.

Michael Griffiths, former Chairman, Clwyd Health Authority and Chairman, Conwy and Denbighshire NHS Trust.

Dr Idris Humphries, former GP and Chairman of Welsh General Medical Service’s Committee.

Mr O.M. Jonathon, former Consultant Surgeon, Ysbyty Glan Clwyd.

Professor David Jones, former Chief Nursing Officer, Gwynedd Health Authority and Professor of Nursing, Sheffield University.

Mr David Jones, former Consultant Orthopaedic Surgeon, Ysbyty Gwynedd and Great Ormond Street Children’s Hospital, London.

Dorothy Keddie, former Assistant Director of Nursing, North Wales Health Authority.

Mr Hywel Oliver, former Consultant Surgeon, Ysbyty Gwynedd.

Bill Owen, former Director of Finance, Gwynedd Health Authority.

Dr J. Gwyn Thomas, former GP and Chairman of Welsh Branch of Royal College of General Practitioners and Provost of Merseyside and North Wales Faculty of the Royal College of General Practitioners.

Dr Mari Thomas, former GP and Chairman of MENCAP Wales.

I do not know the above named, but I know from the positions that they were so proud to have held that they, variously, bankrupted a Health Authority, worked as leading Top Doctors in hospitals with appalling track records where serious mistakes were made which led to patients being maimed or killed, worked in a region where learning disabled people lived in dreadful conditions and were referred to as ‘cabbages’ by the managers of the ‘services’ supposedly caring for them, obstructed any attempts to improve services and declared all out war on patients who dared complain.

All of this lot who signed the ‘memorandum’ knew that terrible things were happening in the surgical depts of the local hospitals. They probably knew that the paediatrics dept of Ysbyty Gwynedd had such a dreadful reputation that there was an arrangement among local doctors that their own children would not be admitted there. Many of this lot also knew that there was a madman running the region’s psychiatric hospital, that he was sexually exploiting patients, that he was unlawfully incarcerating anyone who crossed the path of him or his criminal associates – of which there were many – and that some of those illegally incarcerated were literally never seen again. Oh and a lot of them will have known that a paedophile gang was operating in the children’s homes and that when the kids weren’t being beaten, starved or forced to work as free labour, they were being raped and buggered. This motley crew destroyed the fabric of north Wales – how did they believe that they had the right to send this foolish rubbish to Parliament and demand that they be listened to?

So why were this bunch of moribund old gits so desperate to get rid of Edwina and continue to send patients to hospitals where they had connections? Was it that they feared losing control of the vice-like grip that they had over the region and  – as with the employment of new staff from elsewhere  – they dreaded anyone uncovering evidence pointing to what they had done? Myself, I keep pondering on a truly nightmare scenario. I witnessed patients who were undoubtedly left to die after complaining about this shower – it was very obviously supposed to have happened to me as well. A number of us who refused to keep quiet have existed for years whilst being completely unable to access ANY medical treatment for any medical problem, no matter how painful or life threatening. We have found vicious rumours spread around the region about us and we found ourselves turfed out of jobs in bizarre circumstances. When we investigated, a member of the Cylch was always involved. People with businesses found themselves going out of business, even if they had previously been highly successful.

Some years ago, just before this almighty row erupted between Edwina and the paedophiles’ friends which hinged upon The Walton Centre, I knew of two people in north Wales who both developed brain tumours at about the same time. One was married to someone who was known to have had a bellyful of the paedophiles’ friends and would dearly have liked to see them brought down. The paedophiles’ friends themselves were doing everything that they could to shaft this person. The other person was a former social worker who had worked in this role when the paedophile gang were on the loose and undoubtedly knew what was happening. Both of these people were referred to Walton. The former social worker was operated on, made a slow but good recovery and still socialises with the paedophiles’ friends in retirement. The spouse of the person who was being targeted by the paedophiles’ friends was told that their tumour was inoperable and they subsequently died. Maybe that tumour was inoperable – but how would anyone ever know? I was told many things for many years – but once my lawyer obtained my medical records I discovered criminal conduct that shocked even me, I discovered that Top Doctors whom I always rated as being better than their colleagues and whom I liked and thought that I got on with well were ruthlessly using the fact that I trusted them to extract information about me and even people close to me in order to do as much damage to us as they could. I also found that the only two people who had actually dared stick their necks out to protect me had lost their jobs within months – after one was prosecuted and convicted of an indecent assault.

These people were involved in serious organised crime for years. And Edwina Hart knew all about – because I told her what was happening to me, as did a few other people. No wonder she wanted to put these fuckers out of action and stop them referring patients to their mates.

So to all the relatives of the people that they killed – have this blog as a free gift. I’ll name every single person whom I know was involved. Even those who spent time supping with HM the Queen. In fact, particularly those who spent time supping with HM the Queen.

The story dominating the news reports on the radio today has been the announcement that Alison Saunders (the DPP) is ordering the CPS to  prosecute trolls who send hate mail to others on social media. Female MPs in particular are waxing lyrical about this and Luciana Berger has been wheeled out on every news bulletin to tell us all how many nasty messages she gets and how they affected her mental health. I know that public figures -especially women – can be targeted by some deeply unpleasant people. Jess Phillips went public months ago on some of the online messages that she was receiving and read a few of them out – graphic descriptions of the various sexual tortures to which these sad bastards wanted to subject her. It is deeply, deeply unpleasant and it is not acceptable. But just look at what those we know and love have got away with and Alison Saunders and previous DPPs did nothing. In spite of the fact that back in the 90s, thousands and thousands of witness statements were taken and hundreds of people were identified as having abused children in care in north Wales. As for Luciana and her mental health – at one point Luciana was Jeremy Corbyn’s spokesperson on mental health. I was seriously underwhelmed by her complete failure to speak out about what actually happens to people in the mental health system. They die Luciana. Particularly if they have grown up in care and start talking about what happened to them.

 

There would seem to be many vampires in north Wales, particularly at Glyndwr University. But Dr Emyr Williams is not one of them. Emyr is a high achieving academic, someone who does not put himself first constantly and is a man of integrity. What on earth would north Wales want with one of them, it is hardly surprising that the writs are flying and the Daily Post is in overdrive.

 

 

 

A Stalker’s Network

My post ‘Top Of The Cops’ mentioned some possible reasons why I suspect that there may have been a connection between Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and his contacts and John Stalker, former Deputy Chief Constable of Greater Manchester Police and his contacts. Stalker’s book ‘Stalker’ mentions a number of names of people with whom he associated. Some of these people, such as Councillor Norman Briggs, Chair of the Police Committee, Stalker seems to have had an ambivalent relationship with, sometimes maintaining that they were sound honest people, but at the same time questioning certain actions of theirs. There are a number of people however about whom Stalker is entirely positive, referring to them as ‘friends’ or ‘supporters’. Let’s take a closer look at a few of these people – and what they have got up to since Stalker’s book was published in 1988.

One person whom Stalker identifies as being the man without whom he would not have got through the investigation into his activities and who became a close friend of his was the Manchester solicitor Rodger Pannone. Stalker maintains that unidentified ‘legal contacts’ of his put him in touch with Rodger Pannone and that Pannone was particularly good because he wasn’t phased by media attention. Indeed, it would seem that Pannone positively encouraged media attention – he held press conferences regarding the Stalker case and was obviously adept at using the media. Pannone and Stalker seemed to have had the sort of relationship with the media that the Princess of Wales did – they really hated all the media exposure and the intrusion, which is why they always seemed to be available for photos and interviews. Indeed Stalker’s book has a whole series of pages entirely devoted to snaps of him in uniform as a young man and as a senior officer with various bigwigs, including Royalty. When Stalker enlisted the help of Pannone, Pannone was already well-known in Manchester legal circles, but since then Pannone has really made it big and it would seem effectively helps run Manchester.

Pannone was originally from Bristol but moved to Manchester in 1964. In 2010 a media profile described him as having been ‘a leading light of the city’s legal scene for decades’. In 2010 he won an award for ‘outstanding achievement’ at the first Manchester Legal Awards. Pannone himself is of the opinion that lawyers in Manchester are now as good as those to be found anywhere in the UK, although in previous years this was not always so. Pannone retired as the senior partner in his city centre legal firm in November 2009, after joining the firm in 1973. Pannone is certainly proud of the sort of influential thriving city that Manchester has become and has paid tribute in public to those whom he considers to have done much to achieve this, including the Labour MP for Blackley, Graham Stringer (former leader of Manchester City Council), his successor Sir Richard Leese and the city’s Chief Exec, Sir Howard Bernstein. Pannone’s activities extend outside of the law. He is Chairman of the biotechnology business Renovo, was for many years Chair of the University of Manchester’s Council and oversaw the University’s merger with UMIST, was Chairman of the College of Law and a Governor for 17 years, was Chairman of the Forensic Science Service for ten years, is the North West Regional Chairman of Emmaus (a homelessness charity) and was appointed Deputy Lieutenant of Greater Manchester in 1999. He is a member of St James’s Club and Wyresdale Anglers. His wife will also have some clout – she sits as a magistrate. But it is of course in the field of law in which Pannone is a Very Big Name.

Pannone had already clocked up a very big success by the time that he advised Stalker. In 1985 Pannone was a leading light among the group of lawyers that represented the relatives of the people who were killed in the Manchester Airport Disaster, when a Boeing jet due for Corfu caught fire at Manchester Airport killing over 50 people. The settlements were enormous and Pannone is on record as commenting that the damages were less than would have been achieved if ‘we’d sued in the American Courts, but more than if we’d sued in the British Courts’. I don’t know which Courts Pannone used to bring the action, but obviously by 1985 he was a big hitter, working on an international scale. He also had influence at Gov’t level as well. Hansard (Feb 1985) reveals that when the Lord Chancellor, Lord Hailsham, set up his inquiry the Civil Justice Review, Pannone was appointed as a member. In 2010 Pannone was described as having advised ‘successive Lord Chancellors’ on civil justice. He was President of the Law Society of England and Wales in 1993 and 1994 and before that he had been Deputy and Vice-President. Whilst he was President, he challenged the relationship between the solicitors and the Bar and Pannone is credited as playing a role in achieving higher rights of audience for solicitors. Pannone described himself as a ‘close friend’ of one of the four solicitors who have become High Court judges, indeed the first one to be appointed, Sir Michael Sachs (who died in 2003). Another solicitor who became a High Court judge was Henry Hodge. Henry was of course husband of Dame Margaret Hodge, who was the leader of Islington Council when it’s children’s homes were pervaded by paedophile gangs. Henry himself had been involved with the National Council for Civil Liberties when it was infiltrated by PIE, a group who lobbied on behalf of paedophiles (see post ‘The London Connection’). Pannone was also a founding member of the Association of Personal Injury Lawyers. By 2010 he was a member of the Board of Co-operative Legal Services, described as being ‘well-placed to capitalise on the changes from the Legal Services Act’, which seeks to liberalise and regulate the market for legal services in England and Wales. One can only wonder whether Pannone was involved in the development of the Legal Services Act himself, in his capacity as an advisor to successive Lord Chancellors.

It is clear from his profile that Rodger Pannone will have known many of the people named on this blog. But the senior partner in Rodger Pannone’s law firm will also know many of the people mentioned in previous posts. That is Michael Napier. Napier too was President of the Law Society, as well as a founding member, the Secretary, Vice-President and President of the Association for Personal Injury Lawyers. So he’ll know Patricia Scotland’s husband (see post ‘Even More About Baroness Patricia Scotland QC’). For 30 years Napier was a senior partner for Irwin Mitchell – he retired in May 2012. I know of Irwin Mitchell as one of the legal firms that are very good at bringing substantial claims against the NHS and a lot of people have certainly become a lot richer (but not as rich as Irwin Mitchell) as a result of those actions. But what I and a few others have noticed is that for some reason some people whose lives have been wrecked by criminal activity and malpractice on the part of the NHS still don’t succeed in winning  – particularly in cases of learning disability and mental health, two groups who are being literally wiped out by the NHS. Of course a lot of claims against the NHS are now on a no win no fee basis and many people allege that it is this that is encouraging ‘ambulance chasing’ lawyers. Napier is described as a ‘central figure’ in ‘helping others understand the no win no fee model’. Napier was appointed to the Legal Services Board in 2008 and since 2001 has been the Attornery General’s pro bono envoy.

Rodger Pannone’s success – and perhaps his integrity – is illustrated by the cases of two of his most famous clients, Ernest Saunders and Asil Nadir. Pannone acted for both of these men after he represented and became a close friend of John Stalker.

Ernest Saunders was one of the ‘Guinness Four’. Between 1981-86 he was Chief Exec of Guinness and was known to employees as ‘Deadly Ernest’ as a result of his ruthless cost-cutting. After attempting to manipulate the share price of Guinness in relation to a company take-over, in August 1990 Saunders was found guilty of fraud, false accounting and theft. The amounts of money involved were huge, the trial was complex and I think that it was the Guinness trial which was one of those where questions were raised about the use of jury trials in fraud cases, on the basis that the trial was so complicated that lay people couldn’t understand it. The charges against Saunders and his colleagues resulted in a number of investigations and a Department of Trade and Industry report subsequently described Ernest as a man who does ‘unjustifiable favours for friends and himself’. The case of Ernest though became notorious – and a long running joke in ‘Private Eye’ – not only because of the sums of money involved, but because Ernest, it transpired, was a mystery to medical science.  After his conviction, Ernest was sentenced to prison, but his sentence was slashed by half on appeal by Judge Patrick Neill. The sentence was cut after the Court heard evidence that Ernest had developed pre-senile dementia and was suffering from Alzheimers. Three expert medical witnesses gave evidence. A neurologist for the Crown maintained that Ernest actually was suffering from depression. Another man, described as a ‘forensic pathologist’, maintained that Ernest had Alzheimers. Not only did this man claim that ‘tests’ had revealed Ernest’s brain to be smaller than expected which was likely to be due to shrinkage as a result of Alzheimers, but he also maintained that Ernest couldn’t recite backwards a sequence of three numbers, or use a door and believed that Gerald Ford was President of the USA rather than George Bush. It was the evidence of this expert who convinced Patrick Neill. So who was the expert? It was a Dr Patrick Gallwey.

Patrick Gallwey – who died in 2014 – had been the founder, in 1980, of the South West Thames Regional Forensic Service at St Georges Hospital in London! The daddy of that shameless bunch of lying crooks who in 1991 colluded with the north Wales mental health services and Gwynedd Social Services – although they knew that those from north Wales were involved in criminal activities (please see post ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London…’) and that Dafydd and Dr X/Dr Tony Francis had ‘lost their boundaries’ with patients. Patrick Gallwey moved to Devon in 1988 to ‘pursue his dream’ of living on a small holding. Until 2001, Gallwey worked at the Butler Clinic, Langdon Hospital, Dawlish. So Pannone knew whom to seek out and where to find him. After 2001, Gallwey worked as an ‘independent forensic consultant’. And no doubt was much in demand after his evidence resulted in Ernest being released.

Nowhere in any of the information that is available about Gallwey is he described as a ‘pathologist’ – except in relation to the evidence he gave concerning Saunders. He is consistently described as a forensic psychiatrist with a speciality in psychoanalytically informed psychotherapy. Furthermore, if he was a pathologist – or at least an honest one – he would have admitted that Alzheimers can only be confirmed for certain after death, by post-mortem. It does result in changes to the brain, but these can only be seen by examining the brain tissues. Alzheimers does result in the brain shrinking among other changes, but the ‘small brain’ evidence of Gallwey is flaky because brain size varies and is notoriously unrelated to brain function or capacity (remember all those allegations from a previous era about women and people who were a suspicious shade of brown or black having smaller brains?) But then Ernest didn’t have your common or garden variety of Alzheimers. Ernest had the sort of Alzheimers from which one can make a full recovery, although Ernest is the only person in the history of medicine who experienced this type. After leaving prison, Ernest’s condition improved rapidly and within five years of release he was once more one of the world’s leading businessmen, commanding enormous fees for his advice and sitting on the Board of an international company. Unsurprisingly, a lot of questions were asked in the wake of Ernest’s Lazarus-like recovery, but rather than Ernest becoming the object of scientific enquiry as one would expect, people’s curiosity centred upon Gallwey and his evidence. Ernest himself in 1994 simply claimed that he had never been diagnosed with Alzheimers. Gallwey in 1996 stated that ‘it can be very difficult to make a diagnosis, so we did not make one, we expressed worries about it’. Gallwey did not explain why he was for the purposes of the Court case described as a pathologist when he was no such thing.

Most people who make it big in science and medicine are well-known for doing very little else but science or medicine and this usually intrigues or frustrates those around them. Spouses complain that they never go on holiday or even take a full weekend off, adult children have memories of rarely seeing their eminent parent and they are often very difficult to interview by the likes of Kirsty Young and Libby Purves on media shows, because they’re not really suited to dinner party chat – all they do is work and that’s what they like to talk about, to other people who work in the same field. But Gallwey was rather different to this. Before he ever took up medicine he tried a bohemian existence as an artist, but gave that up after a while and went off to St Thomas’s Medical School. For the rest of his life Gallwey enjoyed sailing, a variety of cultural pursuits, socialising and of course pottering about on his smallholding. I don’t know what Gallwey’s family background was, but Tommy’s has always been considered to be a bastion of serious privilege – it attracts students who include aristocrats who fancy dabbling in medicine. It was always known as the ‘poshest’ London medical school. If Gallwey wasn’t well-connected by the time that he arrived there, he would have been by the time that he graduated. Gallwey had subsequently worked as a forensic psychiatrist at HMP Wormwood Scrubs. Just like Dr Paul Bowden, who was a colleague of the charlatans working at St Georges in 1991. The Paul Bowden who worked at the Maudsley – where Dr Dafydd Alun Jones did his ‘training’. The Paul Bowden who co-authored with Professor Robert Bluglass – the Bluglass who was utilised by Professor Robert Owen of the Welsh Office to whitewash the criminal activities of Dafydd and his colleagues in north Wales (please see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE..’). Between 1970-79 Gallwey worked at the Portman Clinic (now part of the Tavistock and Portman NHS Trust), which according to his obituary, ‘underpinned his breadth and understanding of the psychopathology of dangerous people’. Like the other lying scumbags at St Georges and like Bowden and Bluglass, this slippery customer was used to supply ‘evidence’ that determined whether ‘dangerous people’ had committed serious crimes if there was an absence of forensic evidence, or whether they remained banged up or not. Presumably ‘dangerous people’ who had complained that they had been molested whilst in children’s homes or who had found out what Dafydd and his mates were doing. Gallwey’s obituary mentioned his monthly seminars at the Institute of Psychiatry and his ‘legacy’, which was ‘several staff specialising in psychodynamic psychotherapy’. Including Dr Alice Levinson, who knew exactly what I had discovered going on in the north Wales mental health services but who nonetheless wrote an extraordinary letter about me in which she admitted that I showed no signs of psychosis at all, was suicidal because of the harassment that I was receiving at the hands of the north Wales mental health services, but nonetheless concluded that I was probably psychotic and should be referred to the forensic services for ‘containment’. Alice, who did a group of people protecting a gang of paedophiles such a big favour, is now practicing as a psychodynamic psychotherapist in leafy Richmond and is involved in supervising other psychotherapists.

The legacy of Gallwey and his crooked accomplices will be far bigger than Alice though. The ‘model’ of the forensic service at St Georges was not the usual model, that of one medium secure unit, but was a series of small secure units scattered throughout the hospitals in the region, with the St Georges charlatans ‘building relationships’ with staff in these units, planning meetings and running supervisions and training opportunities. There was opposition to this, with people maintaining that if secure conditions were needed for people who really were dangerous, then scattering them throughout the region presented a danger to everyone involved, but Gallwey’s model was nonetheless the one imposed. It might have put everyone in danger, but if Gallwey et al wanted to find a way of maximising their power and influence, I cannot think of a better way of doing it. Of course, some of the ‘dangerous’ people with whom Gallwey worked were sex offenders. And from what is known about sex offenders, some of them will have become sex offenders after being sexually abused themselves – whilst for example in children’s homes… So Gallwey and his colleagues will have known which institutions in the UK were host to paedophile activity and they will even have known the identity of some of the paedophiles! Just imagine if any of those paedophiles were well known political or public figures or celebs…

So much for the ‘medical expert’ that provided such a helpful service to Pannone’s client Ernest. What about Judge Patrick Neill, the judge who swallowed the hogwash that he’d been told about Ernest’s Alzheimers by a psychoanalyst who misrepresented himself as a pathologist? Lord Patrick Neill was a crossbencher in the Lords who died in 2016. He’d had a pretty good innings though. From 1977 he was the Warden of All Souls at Oxford, a post that carried a considerable amount of academic clout. Readers of my vintage will remember the hostility of Thatcher’s Gov’t towards the universities and how things reached boiling point in the mid 80s with Peter Swinnerton-Dyer and the UGC cuts (see post ‘Not Seen Since The 80s – Carwyn’). Norman Tebbit had been famously rude about the well-stocked wine cellars of Oxbridge and then there was the most enormous row because in 1985, someone at Oxford, in a vain attempt at toadying, had suggested that Thatcher should be given an honorary doctorate. The dons hit the roof and turned out in force to vote against the proposal, particularly the scientists who were seething at the damage that they considered Thatcher to be inflicting on British science. It was Patrick Neill who proposed that Thatcher should be given the honorary doctorate – he was Vice Chancellor of Oxford between 1985-89. Neill was also the Chairman of CTI (the City watchdog) between 1978-85, so presumably he wasn’t very effective in that particular role. Neither was he successful at reigning a few other people in with regard to their excesses – between 1978-85, he was Chairman of the Press Council. Those were the years when the ‘Sun’ published whatever it wanted, even fictional interviews with alleged widows of soldiers who’d been killed in the Falklands and photos of injured ‘Argies’ but there was never any comeback. In 1997 Tony Blair appointed Neill Chairman of the Committee for Standards in Public Life. Which is as good as Bluglass being appointed to investigate that murder in Ashworth Hospital whilst assisted by one of Dafydd’s senior nurses from Clwyd Health Authority. In 1997 Neill was elevated to the Lords and became Baron Neill of Bladen. Lord Neill’s name popped up amid the recent fall-out in the wake of the exposure of Jimmy Savile as a prolific child sex offender. In 2016 Neill claimed that many years previously he interviewed Tony Blackburn in a 1972 investigation after a teenager killed herself. The teenager had claimed to have been involved sexually with an unidentified Radio One DJ and the finger of suspicion was pointed at Tony Blackburn. Blackburn maintained that he had no such involvement with the teenager concerned, but more interestingly Blackburn maintained that at no point had he ever been interviewed by Neill. Blackburn became embroiled in a Grade A row with the BBC, which resulted in him being fired. Blackburn began legal proceedings against the Director General of the BBC, Lord Tony Hall for libel, maintaining that serious misrepresentation had gone on regarding the details of the 1972 investigation. Blackburn was reinstated – although one does wonder why he actually wanted to go back to work for them again. Neill maintained that he ‘remembered’ interviewing Blackburn.

Lord Neill has a number of children, one of whom is married to Sir Christopher Geidt, who is Private Secretary to HM the Queen!

I want to now return to a name that I mentioned earlier, Sir Michael Sachs, the ‘close friend’ of Rodger Pannone. Sachs was such a good mate that when Pannone was awarded his accolade at the first Manchester Legal Awards, he dedicated his award to Sachs. Sachs, the first solicitor who became a High Court judge. It is of course only natural that Pannone would admire Sachs, because Pannone was one of the key figures in ensuring that solicitors could become High Court judges. Sachs was appointed a full circuit judge in 1984, at which point he left his own law firm and worked for 18 months in Manchester and Liverpool. He became a High Court judge in 1993 and died in 2003. He was President of Manchester Law Society between 1978-79, a Member of the Law Society Council between 1979-84. Sachs presided over a high profile case in 1997, in which he gave a suspended sentence and a supervision order to a former psychiatric nurse who had killed her 14 year old disabled daughter. Sachs stressed that passing this non-custodial sentence should not be interpreted as him endorsing euthanasia.

However, I’m rather more interested in another case that Sachs presided over, in 1989-90. This was the 16 week trial of Manchester ‘businessman’ Kevin Taylor – along with three others – on charges of conspiracy to defraud. Sachs ruled some of the evidence inadmissible and the trial ended as no other evidence was presented. Taylor was acquitted. Kevin Taylor was the contact of John Stalker’s over whom concerns were raised which led to the investigation and suspension from duty of Stalker. Stalker was known to have associated with Taylor and it was alleged that Taylor had criminal contacts. As an example of how flimsy the allegations were, in his book Stalker explained that one concern involved a boat that had once been owned by Kevin Taylor – a boat upon which Stalker himself had sailed – which Taylor had sold and which had somehow ended up in the hands of someone who was investigated for importing drugs into the UK. (Stalker had previously been head of the drug squad.) I mentioned in my post ‘Top Of The Cops’ the similarities between Stalkers style of writing and Dafydd’s and how, like Dafydd, Stalker presents himself as an honest man being wrongly and outrageously investigated by people who are smearing his good name. Stalker’s defence when he stood accused of associating with people who had criminal connections was exactly the same as Dafydd’s in such circumstances – oh but I meet so many people in the course of my life, this sometimes happens and furthermore just look at the people my accusers are associated with. In his book Stalker constantly stresses that he only met Kevin Taylor now and again. One such occasion was at Kevin Taylor’s birthday party – which Stalker tells us in his book was also attended by doctors, lawyers, councillors, at least one local Lord Mayor, one MP, and a few members of the cast of Coronation Street. Another occasion was the Autumn Ball in Manchester’s Hotel Piccadilly in Nov 1985. Stalker was an ‘official guest’, along with two MPs. This knees up was sponsored by the local Tory Party, Kevin Taylor being a Member of the Committee.

At one point in his book, Stalker describes Kevin Taylor as ‘a man of unblemished character’. He remained an unblemished character after his trial in 1990, presided over by Michael Sachs – the close friend of Rodger Pannone, who was a close friend of Stalker. No doubt Kevin Taylor remains unblemished to this day. After the trial Kevin Taylor maintained that he had been targeted to smear his friend John Stalker.

Before we leave the subject of Stalker’s close friend Pannone, who seems to be a close friend of an awful lot of very powerful people himself, I want to just remind readers of who Pannone’s other high profile client, Asil Nadir, was. Asil Nadir was the Chief Executive of Polly Peck. Polly Peck collapsed in 1990 after an investigation by the Serious Fraud Office. Nadir faced 70 counts of false accounting and theft. Between 1993 and 2010 he lived in Northern Cyprus in order to escape trial -there is no extradition treaty with the Turkish Republic of Cyprus. After paying bail of £250,000 and securing an agreement not to be remanded in prison until his trial, Nadir returned to the UK. In 2010 he stood trial at the Old Bailey on 13 specimen charges of false accounting and theft totalling £34 million. He was found guilty on 10 counts totalling £29 million and in 2012 he was sentenced to 10 years in prison. In August 2016 he was transferred to a Turkish prison after repaying the £2 million that he’d received in Legal Aid (Pannone’s other multi-millionaire client Ernest Sauders also received more than one million in Legal Aid). In Dec 2016 Nadir was spotted in a restaurant in Northern Cyprus. I doubt that he was employed there as a waiter.

For some reason as I was researching Pannone and his contacts, the phrase ‘sleeping with the fishes’ kept coming into my head.

Rodger Pannone is not the only buddy of John Stalker’s who receives a mention in his book. Stalker refers to his good friend the MP Sir Fergus Montgomery, as well as another MP who was a ‘supporter’ ie. Cecil Franks and two other MPs who campaigned on his behalf, Stuart Bell and Tony Lloyd.

Sir Fergus Montgomery, who died in 2013, was Tory MP for Altrincham and Sale between 1974-1997. (Prior to that, he held two other seats for the Tories, Newcastle East and Brierley Hill.) Montgomery entered Parliament at the same time as Margaret Thatcher and remained good friends with her until she died, Montgomery and his wife visiting her regularly throughout the whole time. Montgomery was PPS to Thatcher during the latter part of her tenure as Secretary of State for Education and throughout the time that she was Leader of the Opposition. He was instrumental in Thatcher’s election as Tory leader. Despite remaining on excellent terms with Thatcher throughout her life, he resigned as her PPS in 1976 and never held a front bench role whilst she was PM. In 1977 he was arrested and convicted of stealing two books from a shop. His conviction was overturned on appeal and his explanation was that he’d been suffering from the effects of prescribed drugs that he’d been taking in order to lose weight. Thatcher supported him robustly throughout this time. I presume that the drugs that he was taking would have been amphetamine based – Thatcher herself of course was always reputed to have been taking amphetamine based drugs in order to sustain her work schedule. There were rumours of a very helpful person in Harley Street and I suspect that it was with this person’s assistance that the myth of the superwoman who only slept for three hours a night was built. In 1996 Montgomery claimed that he had been forced to resign twenty years earlier as a result of his previous friendship with John Vassall. Vassall worked in the British Embassy in Moscow, was gay and had been blackmailed into passing state secrets. The Vassall scandal occurred just before Profumo and the combination of the two are considered to have spelled the end of Harold McMillan’s Gov’t.

Montgomery was on the hard right of the Conservative Party. He supported the apartheid regime in South Africa and when he was MP for Brierley Hill he praised Enoch Powell for raising the issue of immigration. In 1969 Montgomery stated that ‘coloured immigrants’ had become a ‘favoured class’. He was a supporter of Eddy Shah with regard to his battles with the print unions at Warrington and he introduced Shah to Thatcher at a reception marking Montgomery’s 21 years as an MP. Montgomery was particularly exercised over the possible release of Myra Hindley from prison and campaigned to keep her in there. When he was told that she had received cosmetic surgery to change her appearance – with the implication that she was being prepared for release and a new identity – he actually went to visit her to check out the rumour. Montgomery’s wife served as Deputy Lieutenant and High Sheriff of Greater Manchester.

Cecil Franks was a solicitor from Manchester and Tory MP for Barrow-in-Furness between 1983-1992, who died in 2014. He had previously been a Member of Manchester City Council and lived at Altrincham. He was described as ‘confrontational and highly litigious’, although there was admiration for the ‘work’ that he had done in Barrow-in-Furness for the Tories – he was credited for actually getting bigwigs like Thatcher, Heseltine, Portillo and Jeffrey Archer up there, although it was considered a rather out of the way location.

Stuart Bell was a lawyer who was the Labour MP for Middlesbrough between 1983-2012. Bell was knighted in 2004 and died in 2012. Bell was the Shadow Spokesman for N Ireland in Kinnock’s opposition team in 1984, but resigned to campaign on the Cleveland Child Abuse Scandal. It was in connection with the Cleveland Scandal that I remember reading about Stuart Bell. The Cleveland Scandal occurred between February and July in 1987, as a result of two paediatricians in Middlesborough ordering a huge number of local children to be taken into care because they, along with the local social services dept, believed that they had been sexually abused. The Top Doctors concerned based their beliefs on the use of a rather flaky technique which many people maintained demonstrated nothing. The controversy raged in medical journals at the time and most discussion in those journals pivoted on whether this technique was reliable or not. However the problem hit the lay press because scores of parents came forward to say that their children had been removed from their care as a result of lurid allegations. So many children were removed from their homes that many of them had to be housed in the children’s ward of a local hospital and it caused the havoc – the staff of the children’s ward complained of the chaos presiding. One of the paediatricians involved, Marietta Higgs, was given a particularly dreadful time by the tabloid press, but a number of people who worked with her maintained that she was a genuine woman who did believe that all these kids had been abused. The Cleveland Scandal is interesting because no-one ever seemed to work out what went on. Lord Justice Elizabeth Butler-Sloss presided over a public inquiry and published her report in 1988, but not much became clearer. Higgs’s supporters maintained that society was in denial about the extent of child sexual abuse and that she was being scapegoated, whereas her detractors maintained that she really had got this badly wrong. Some years after the scandal had faded I read an account written by a parent who maintained that they’d been wrongly accused and whose children had been returned to them – but they maintained that they believed that some of the children had been abused and that the abusers had hidden under the campaign established to clear the names of the other parents. I suspect that may have well been an accurate analysis. I doubt that the children’s services in Cleveland were any better than they were in other parts of the UK at that time and it was obvious that the relationships between the paediatricians and their colleague from social services (a social worker called Sue whose surname I can’t remember) and everyone else were dysfunctional and ended up breaking down completely. However there will have been children in the region who were being abused – abused in the care of the local authority as well – as well as people wrongly accused. Who could ever tell whether Marietta Higgs, her colleague Geoffrey Wyatt and ‘Sue’ were concealing sexual abuse – including abuse carried out by their own colleagues – wrongly blaming innocent people, or trying to protect children? In the midst of all this, one thing I do remember was Stuart Bell not being very popular – even among those very worried about what Higgs and her colleagues were doing. There was a police surgeon involved as well who was alleged to have been as much of a problem as Bell and the ‘campaign for justice’ was very much spearheaded by the two of them. They seemed to particularly loathe Sue the social worker and it was obviously a very personal battle between all the individuals involved. The only aspect of Cleveland that ever touched my own investigations was when some years ago someone who grew up in that region told me that her father had been a child psychiatrist there and he had sexually abused her and her sister when they were children… One thing that I did notice about the Cleveland Scandal though was that it happened just after Alison Taylor, Mary Wynch and I had all started writing to Ministers and others about the wrongdoing in the children’s services and mental health services in north Wales! Stuart Bell became the centre of another controversy more recently when it was alleged that constituents were unable to contact him and that he hadn’t held a surgery since 1997, despite his wife being on the payroll as his ‘office manager’.

Tony Lloyd is the newly elected Labour MP for Rochdale – he was previously the Labour MP for Stretford between 1983-97, and then again between 1997-2012 after a reorganisation resulted in it being renamed Manchester Central. Between 2012-2017 he was Greater Manchester’s Police and Crime Commissioner. Between 2015-2017 he also served as interim Mayor of Greater Manchester. He did put his name forward as Labour’s candidate for the City Mayor’s post but was beaten by Andy Burnham, who has now been elected as Mayor. So that was the choice – Stalker’s ‘supporter’, or the man who concealed the slaughter at Mid-Staffs. Lloyd was Minister of State in the Foreign and Commonwealth Office 1997-99. Patricia Scotland was Minister in the same office between 1999-2001! Lloyd was Chair of the Parliamentary Labour Party 2006-12. Profiles of him describe him as being a big ally of Gordon Brown.

 

So there we have it. The ordinary cop who was the victim of monstrous slurs who only hung onto his sanity because of his wife and daughters has some very powerful friends who have even more powerful friends, some of whom are very unpleasant. And they all seem to be doing favours for each other as well as a few other people.

I was pointed in the direction of John Stalker’s book because someone noticed the similarity between his writing and Dafydd’s statements in Court about me – and as a result of my interest in Stalker and his Friends In The North I noted a few other possible links, as mentioned in the post ‘Top Of The Cops’. But there were two other people working in the mental health services in north Wales who had very direct connections to Manchester – Dr X/Dr Tony Francis and Dr Tony Roberts. Tony Francis, directly before taking up his post in north Wales in the mid 80s, had worked as a psychiatrist in Manchester for quite some time. I always wondered why Francis took a job in north Wales. He had an MD (the medics version of a PhD) which was virtually unheard of among psychiatrists in north Wales then and the North Wales Hospital Denbigh so obviously only employed the unemployable. Although documentation recently released to me demonstrates that Francis was lying, perjuring himself, encouraging other people to do the same and attempting to have innocent people imprisoned in order to conceal the activities of Dafydd, Lucille Hughes and the paedophile ring, I had no idea of the depths to which he was sinking and I doubt that many other people did either. He did have mental health problems but he wasn’t conspicuously unhinged like Dafydd was and he had much better social skills than Gwynne the lobotomist. When Francis arrived in north Wales he was actively promoted as a breath of fresh air in comparison to Dafydd and Gwynne. I have always wondered if he got into some sort of trouble in Manchester – no young ambitious psychiatrist who had gone to the trouble of completing an MD with quite a big name in psychiatry would ever want to join Dafydd at Denbigh. Tony Roberts worked at the North Wales Hospital and later became a psychiatrist at the Hergest Unit. Tony Roberts was much more of a candidate for a job at Denbigh – he was crazy, sadistic, had no social skills, fell out with the local GPs, continued to blame everyone else as all his patients died and in the end was one of the key players who brought the Hergest Unit to disaster. I can well imagine that after graduation he had no other option but a job at Denbigh. Tony Roberts had studied medicine at the University of Manchester. Although he is an utter fuckwit himself, I have traced, via dedications in publications, connections that he had in Manchester and Leeds with people who have not been publicly outed as dangerous doctors (although I bet that they are). And of course as I have previously described, the former Chair of the North West Wales NHS Trust – which employed both Tony Roberts and Tony Francis – Elfed Roberts, was a senior policeman who left the North Wales Police under a cloud, was Facebook friends with a number of serving and retired officers from the Manchester area. I understand that their hobnobbing destination was a wittily named place in France, Chateau de Cop. We know from Stalker’s own book that senior police officers and their contacts – contacts with unblemished characters of course – ended up at the same social events in Manchester as doctors, MPs, councillors, lawyers and showbiz folk.

Now let’s suppose that dear old Dafydd did have access to Stalker’s network. It would solve some of the Great Mysteries of North Wales. One being – who handles Dafydd’s business for him? One thing I have been repeatedly told about Dafydd – and was first told as long ago as the late 80s – was that everybody knew that Dafydd was involved in bankrolling and managing facilities where patients were abused and neglected, facilities that were frequently investigated, featured on the media and then closed down in the ensuing scandal, yet Dafydd was never held to account because his name would NEVER be on any documents. Likewise his accounts. Dafydd was alleged to be a very wealthy man, yet the accounts and profits of the businesses that he was alleged to be involved with were opaque. As with CAIS, the charity that he founded and still Chairs, everyone would always be asking ‘where’s all the money going?’ Dafydd was definitely involved up to his eyeballs – staff working in these establishments would freely admit that they were working for Dafydd and that he was the ultimate boss and the patients being abused and neglected would always explain that Dr Dafydd Alun Jones had recommended that they go into ‘his’ home for ‘care’. So Dafydd has had access to some very sharp lawyers, business advisors and accountants for a long while. Lawyers not afraid to threaten key institutions in north Wales as well. Some years ago a particularly abusive chain of ‘care homes’ in north Wales – homes that involved the residents being emotionally, physically and sexually abused – were sending their ‘service users’ on courses at Bangor University and the local FE colleges. Because the ‘service users’ had been sexually abused and generally driven nuts themselves, a number of them exhibited sexually unacceptable – or indeed – aggressive behaviours. One young woman behaved in such a way that male students in one of these institutions refused to sit in classes with her – they had been sexually assaulted by her. The students and their parents complained to the authorities and the college concerned wrote to the ‘care home’ explaining that they would not be able to accept this student any longer as she presented a risk to other students (which she did). I was told that the college then received a ferociously aggressive letter from lawyers acting for the ‘care home’ threatening to finish them off using the Disability Discrimination Act if they dared refuse to accept any of this home’s residents as students. This was of course a complete misinterpretation of the Disability Discrimination Act, but the college concerned was so frightened that they simply wet themselves and provided the girl involved with individual tuition, by herself, in a class by herself, with two teachers to ensure that they weren’t assaulted or indeed falsely accused. (Lest readers think I am exaggerating the difficulties posed by the conduct of some of the residents of this care home, there was at least one rape of a support worker there carried out by a resident – no doubt the lawyers dealt with that problem as well.) Now I don’t think that the sort of lawyers or accountants one finds in Bangor or Llandudno would be able to advise on these sorts of matters. But I bet that Mr Pannone knows people who could.

I have mentioned in previous posts, that when Dafydd appeared in Court himself some years ago, it was noted that this wealthy man had somehow secured Legal Aid. Just like Ernest Saunders and Asil Nadir did. It will obviously be a coincidence, but CAIS has moved into the homelessness business – Pannone is of course involved with a homelessness charity in Manchester. CAIS’s principal remit however is substance abuse (please see post ‘The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron?’). At one point Stalker was head of the drugs squad.

I think I might have solved another Great Conundrum – the one that has surrounded Dafydd for three decades, ie. How the fuck does he get away with it all?

I’ll expect to wake up to a horse’s head in bed with me any day soon.

I mentioned earlier that Lord Neill, the judge who so helpfully accepted Patrick Gallwey’s evidence that Pannone’s client Ernest Saunders was suffering from dementia, was Chairman of the Press Council during the days when the ‘Sun’ constantly ran offensive articles and headlines. The headline that everyone remembers was of course

GOTCHA!

 

 

A Big Umbrella

Mail online has reported yet another case of the large scale sexual exploitation of teenaged girls who were ‘known to social services’, this time being targeted by gangs in Bradford and Keighley. It was reported that more than one hundred victims are now being ‘supported’ by the West Yorkshire police. One of the Mail’s columnists – I think it was Sarah Vine -penned a column that was what ‘Private Eye’ would describe as a ‘why oh why’ piece with a touch of Polly Filler. Vine robustly stated that people must stop blaming social workers for this sort of large scale sexual abuse, it is most definitely the fault of Asian men. No Sarah, it really IS the local authorities, particularly children’s services, that are the root of all this. As I have mentioned before on this blog, there were no Asian men involved in the north Wales child abuse scandal, but there were social workers, mental health services, Top Doctors and police officers involved – and scores of politicians and civil servants being told what was happening but not taking any action to stop it. Indeed, social workers and police officers were so determined to ensure that the supply of young people for exploitation continued that they removed children from the care of more capable parents and handed them over to inadequate, dishonest people who were known to be abusing children (please see posts ‘It’s All About Protecting Children’ and ‘Failings In Care – But Another Narrative Verdict’). Stop the racist poison Sarah – the welfare services are most definitely responsible for this problem and your husband’s colleagues have known about it for decades and have ignored it. Indeed the situation is so serious that Third sector organisations involved in the provision of welfare are also involved. BBC News Wales reported a few days ago that NCPCC Cymru had expressed their deep concerns regarding ‘children at risk of exploitation’ – yes that’s the same NSPCC who were told that Victoria Climbie was being abused but stated that ‘no further action’ was required, who then altered documentation in an attempt to cover their tracks after Victoria died, and the same NSPCC who hosted a ‘Helpline’ for the victims of the north Wales paedophile ring that was set up, staffed and supervised by the colleagues of the abusers themselves (see post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake…’). In the case of the north Wales abuse scandal furthermore, the paw prints of the Home Office itself was all over it. Not only in the guise of the Home Secretaries who were in office whilst the likes of me, Alison Taylor and Mary Wynch were raising concerns – ie. Willie Whitelaw, Leon Brittan, Douglas Hurd, David Waddington, Ken Baker, Ken Clarke and Michael Howard – but who were taking no action, but in other more direct ways. Bryn Estyn, the children’s home where the most appalling abuse of boys took place for decades, was originally a Home Office run establishment. The Home Office ran that place when some of the worst abusers were appointed to positions there. The Home Office was responsible for Risley Remand Centre and employed it’s Top Doctors, who were colluding with Dr Dafydd Alun Jones in the wrongful imprisonment of Mary Wynch and no doubt others. And of course the Home Office were overseeing some of the things for which Dafydd was given responsibility, such as the prescribing of certain drugs and the oversight of certain aspects of the Mental Health Act. The notorious Dr Donald Wayte who did and said some very odd things and whose wife now sits alongside Dafydd and Lucille Hughes – the paedophile’s friend – on the Board of CAIS was a pathologist employed by the Home Office. The Home Office certainly knew that all was not well in north Wales.

Someone else who knew about the abuse of children in care in north Wales but who never utters a word about this – although he could have gone public on numerous occasions because he knew that it was happening well before the Waterhouse Inquiry – has been in the news this week. That is Gareth Jones, Plaid leader of Conwy County Council and former Plaid AM for Aberconwy. Gareth has announced that he’s seeking to form a Cabinet of Plaid, Tory and Independent members. I read that Labour councillors have refused to join this Cabinet, which was probably very sensible of them.

In the wake of the recent huge fire at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh – where people who complained of being abused in children’s homes frequently ended up – I see that it’s been announced that part of the building is to be demolished, such was the extent of the fire damage. That should provide an opportunity for the authorities to carry out a forensic examination of the building before the wrecking ball is brought into action, because a lot of us who knew what went on in that place think that there could well be human remains out there. I received an e mail from a reader observing that the building was gutted by the fire with such ease that it was probably a fire hazard to the patients. He’s dead right there – and the hazard wasn’t entirely a result of the state of the older parts of the institution either. The hazard stemmed directly from staff putting patients in danger. When I was illegally incarcerated in Denbigh by Dr Dafydd Alun Jones during the winter of 86/87, on one occasion a manic patient set fire to the male dormitory. This was a locked ward – no doors were unlocked to let us out, there was no fire escape, we all remained locked in whilst nurses strived to put out the fire themselves. They were unable to do this and after about thirty minutes a fire engine turned up with a hose etc. We remained locked in and watched the firemen go in and out of the dorm extinguishing the fire. Had that fire got out of hand we’d all have been burnt to a crisp. There was no fire drill, no info of what we were to do in the event of a fire, not even any information that there was a fire- we only heard about it because another patient had witnessed the man start the fire and told the rest of us.

I’ve been researching the networks of the judges and lawyers who I’ve named on this blog as well as the networks of those we know and love in Gwynedd Social Services this week. I’ve also been correlating my own documentation with people mentioned in the Waterhouse Report. I’m digging up some very interesting things which I will be blogging about in detail soon. However, I think that I’ve solved yet another mystery. I have mentioned again and again on this blog how the lobotomist the dreadful Dr T. Gwynne Williams caused havoc at the Student Health Centre in Bangor University (which in those days was still known as UCNW) – there was scores of complaints and one student attempted suicide after an encounter with him. Yet no-one would challenge him. The lethal old bastard was invited back into the Student Health Centre again and again as students and their parents complained and as the Students’ Union made representation. Transparent lies were told about him by the dreadful Dr DGE Wood, the thoroughly corrupt GP who ran the Centre. Brown and me were initially told by Wood that Williams was an experienced psychotherapist who had enjoyed considerable success – when we demonstrated this to be obviously untrue, it was admitted that he ‘falls flat on his face when he has to talk to someone’ but that he was a whizz with medication. That was untrue as well, he was a LOBOTOMIST – no-one was told that, I only found it out years later from his obituary. But the lies continued – and Wood got really nasty when Brown and I demonstrated that Williams had altered documentation to try and cover his tracks. We were told that we were ‘not allowed’ to complain about him and when I went to see the University Registrar about it all, once more I was met with outrage and aggression. It was obviously so much more than a university not wanting to admit that it had stuffed up. But I have discovered something. Between 1982 and 1995, the President of the University was one Sir William Mars-Jones, a judge who has starred on this blog previously, the ‘leader’ and then Presiding Judge of the Chester and Wales Circuit, a Circuit alleged to be riddled with corruption. Mars-Jones was actually plain old Jones until he decided to embellish his name once he hit the big-time, but he was a local celeb, a farmer’s son from Denbighshire who’d gone to Aberystwyth University and had done well for himself. He had attended Denbigh High School and although after graduation he had a life in London, he retained many links to north Wales. Between 1962 and 1968 he was the Deputy Chairman of the Denbighshire Quarter Assizes. He was of the same vintage as Gwynne the lobotomist and they will definitely have known each other. Indeed they had something in common. Mars-Jones is the father of the novelist Adam Mars-Jones who is gay and Adam has written an account of life with his father – who was so homophobic that Adam describes him as a ‘homophobe’s homophobe’. The one thing that Denbigh was notorious for – as well as lobotomies – was ‘aversion therapy’ for homosexuality. They were very enthusiastic about it too and it continued there long after other institutions had stopped it. I have remarked on the blog previously how there seemed to be a great deal of confusion about homosexuality in north Wales until very recently – a vicious paedophile ring operating in the region which was targeting mainly teenaged boys was concealed by the very same people who stitched up poor Rev Emyr Owen because he was dangerously gay (see posts ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’ and ‘Updates, Common Themes and News, May 5 2017’). So Gwynne had a Big Mate. And Mars-Jones would have known Dafydd too, which might explain why Dafydd had such influence in the School of Psychology that he could secure his daughter a place to undertake a PhD there although she hadn’t passed the appropriate academic threshold and after that try to embezzle funds from the School. Mars-Jones was so well-connected that Bangor University would almost certainly have quaked in it’s boots in front of him – Mars-Jones was a regular at the Garrick which is probably the most elite of all the London gentlemans clubs and was packed to the rafters with judges even more influential than Mars-Jones. He was also President of the London Welsh Trust. There was someone in place at Bangor as well who was a Top Doctor from Liverpool who would also have been networked into people who might want to protect Gwynne – Sir Charles Evans, the Principal. By the time that I was raising concerns about Gwynne, Sir Charles had retired and Prof Eric Sunderland had replaced him – it was actually Eric Sunderland who ended up writing me a soothing apologetic letter about Gwynne after everyone else had tried to deal with me by getting nasty – but Charles Evans would have been Principal when Gwynne was first allowed across the threshold. Evans was best known for his ascent of Everest and other mountaineering feats, but he had been a surgeon. And of course, the ultimate reason why no-one at Bangor would want it getting out that one of the doctors in their Health Centre was a homophobic lobotomist who was ironically concealing a paedophile ring was that it could prove very embarrassing indeed for someone far grander than ‘Mars’-Jones – Prince Charles was the Chancellor…Christ it would have been more embarrassing than Diana. All this may have something to do with why another corrupt judge who concealed major problems in the mental health services, one Huw Daniel, was appointed Lord Lieutenant of Gwynedd.

Further posts will be published soon – so those we know and love might as well start turning themselves in. As for ‘no-one knowing’ about Dafydd, Gwynne, the paedophile ring etc – well in the mid 1990s a mental health patient knew about much of it. Indeed he even rang bloody Crimestoppers repeatedly to tell them. None of those we know and love were arrested – but this patient was prevented from having access to his child by the ‘child protection team’. Which was odd because the Crimestoppers advert used to promise a community reward! I think they owe him a great deal of money. Perhaps Sarah Vine and the Daily Mail would like to dwell on that for a bit. And there wasn’t an Asian man in sight…

And they’d have got away with it as well if it wasn’t for those meddling service users… Go on Huw, off you go to Bangor Police Station and tell them all you know.

 

The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron?

Recent posts have mentioned the turf wars taking place in north Wales between rival drug dealers – one such war recently culminating in a murder – and the drugs problem in Wrexham that is causing so much public concern that it hit the wider UK media a few weeks ago. Regular readers will know that the Welsh Gov’t is handing over millions to CAIS, the Third sector organisation, to tackle ‘substance abuse and associated problems’. Readers will also know that the DWP is another body parting with good money to CAIS and that CAIS has now landed the contract for ‘service user involvement’ across the whole of north Wales, after a ‘commissioning process’ that was very obviously designed to ensure that CAIS was the only organisation in a position to secure the contract (please see post ‘The Story Behind £1.5 Million’). CAIS have formed a vehicle called CANIAD to carry out the ‘service user involvement’ and I have already been contacted by someone who has confirmed that CANIAD is not what it pretends to be. In recent years CAIS have expanded and expanded and now have fingers in many pies eg. substance abuse, alcohol abuse, ‘care’ for forces veterans experiencing PTSD, housing, various ‘therapies’, education, training and ‘service user involvement’. It has been common knowledge across north Wales for years that some of the CAIS ‘volunteers’ and ‘peer guides’ are dealing in drugs to the ‘clients’ and at least two people known to me have quipped that Dr Dafydd Alun Jones (the Chair and founder of CAIS) must be the biggest drug dealer in north Wales. So imagine how gobsmacked some of us were when, some years ago, the former Deputy Chief Constable of North Wales, Clive Wolfendale, was appointed Chief Exec of CAIS. Clive has certainly been an asset to CAIS – they have now expanded into south Wales. The other day my co-researcher sent me a most interesting link, namely to the minutes of the oral evidence given to the Welsh Affairs Committee, 7 Feb 2012. The witnesses giving evidence are Mark Lovatt, manager, Blind Veterans UK, Llandudno; Alistair Maxwell, regional manager (Wales), Royal British Legion and Clive Wolfendale, Chief Exec, CAIS. They are giving evidence regarding the provision of services for veterans in Wales. Clive’s comments certainly shine a light on how business is conducted.

Clive introduces himself and then explains that CAIS provides ‘services for people with substance misuse problems across north Wales and Powys’, that CAIS has been around for ‘about thirty years’, that it receives ‘no funding whatsoever’ for the PTSD services that it provides for military veterans and that these are ‘provided as a ‘pro bono’ offering on the back of it’s general charitable remit to support people in need through substance misuse and allied issues’. Wolfendale goes on to mention that there are ‘gaps in provision’ in the statutory services for veterans. (He does not mention that there are gaps in provision for everyone and one reason why the provision in the statutory sector is so bad is that for years Dr Dafydd Alun Jones ran the show in north Wales where the mental health services were concerned and that they were so dysfunctional and so abusive that no good psychiatrist would work there.) Clive states that the landscape has been ‘complicated by issues associated with Forces For Good’. What Clive is referring to here is Forces For Good Ltd, a ‘social enterprise’ for veterans in north Wales whose leading light was one Christopher James O’Neill – he was arrested for fraud and theft, after trying to swindle the Welsh Gov’t out of hundreds of thousands of pounds and then embezzling some of the funds from Forces For Good. Clive claims that there are ‘too many organisations…often with good intent, involving themselves…certainly without proper governance arrangements, so that nobody knows where the money is going…without proper clinical governance in terms of therapies. The multiplicity of therapies is astonishing and there is a lot of dogma attached to that and resistance to change and acceptance which complicates the situation as well…among that a huge number of charities, some are not fit for purpose…’ Let’s look at this in detail.

Clive refers to ‘too many organisations’. Well an awful lot of those organisations past and present have been established by Dafydd himself, although they don’t always have his name above the door. (A lot of people wondered if Dafydd was behind Forces For Good – it had all the hallmarks of Dafydd, a ‘social enterprise’ mopping up huge quantities of money from the Welsh Gov’t, providing ‘help’ for veterans and futhermore all the action seemed to be happening in Llandudno, Dafydd’s HQ.) Indeed, CAIS itself is an umbrella organisation which serves as a front for a plethora of other vehicles – such as CANIAD. This is self-evident from the CAIS website – CAIS now quaintly refer to this multiplicity of organisations as the CAIS ‘family’. Clive refers to organisations in which ‘no-one knows where the money is going’. The question that everyone asks of CAIS is where is the money going? They are receiving millions, but only employ a skeleton staff – nearly all the work is done by volunteers – and the Board of Trustees maintain that they’re not pocketing a penny. So where is the dosh going Dafydd? Now for a real bit of entertainment – Clive stresses the need for ‘proper governance arrangements’. A previous post provided a link to the Board of Trustees of CAIS, but I’ll refresh readers memories here. The Chair is Dr Dafydd Alun Jones. Who illegally imprisoned people in the North Wales Hospital, who sexually exploited patients, who was incapable of telling the truth, who was involved in arrangements with corrupt police officers to have people arrested for crimes that it was known that they had not committed, who was said by addicts to ‘give you anything that you wanted’, who placed his patients in accommodation where they were assaulted and neglected, who had a mistress who was facilitating a paedophile ring and who tried to threaten and then bribe me into dropping my complaints about him (other crimes of Dafydd’s are detailed elsewhere on the blog, that’s just a taster). The Vice-Chair and Trustee of CAIS is Cledwyn Williams. Cledwyn describes himself as being, between 1983 and 1996, ‘Assistant Director, Social Services’, but doesn’t state WHICH social services. His biography then gives the info that he was after that ‘Director of Social Services, Conwy’. I suspect that Cledwyn is the senior manager who was mentioned in the Jillings Report into child abuse in Clwyd Social Services (Clwyd Social Services were dissolved at the same time as the Jillings Report was given to the authorities). That’s the Jillings Report that documented such serious abuse and malpractice that it was withheld for decades and then only published after being heavily redacted. Another Trustee is Lucille Hughes, former Director of Gwynedd Social Services and mistress of Dafydd’s. Lucille was named in the Waterhouse Report as knowing that a paedophile ring was operating in the Social Services but failing to act. Another Trustee is Dr Avril Wayte. She is the clinical director for the Clinical Biochemistry services at the Betsi – services that are alleged to be in chaos with constant serious mistakes being made. Avril is married to Dr Donald Wayte, the retired Home Office pathologist who not only discovered some extraordinary things in his post-mortems, but allowed a schoolboy to accompany him on his duties because he was friends with the boy’s mother and also caused a stir by once announcing to the press that most children who die as a result of cot death have been murdered by their parents – on the basis of no evidence at all. Another Trustee is Dafydd’s son, Dyfrig ap Dafydd. Another one is Brian Smith, who upon retirement ‘worked for the WDA’. That’s the WDA (Welsh Development Agency) that was so mired in scandal and allegations of corruption that it was dismantled. Yet another Trustee is Geoff Simpson, a ‘management accountant in the motor trade’. So far then, we have a corrupt psychiatrist who shagged his patients, his son, his mistress who assisted in the running of a paedophile ring, someone else named in a report into one the worst cases of child abuse in the UK, the wife of a dodgy pathologist, a refugee from a notorious now-defunct Government body that brought Wales into disrepute and a car dealer. PROPER GOVERNANCE ARRANGEMENTS???

Clive condemns the lack of ‘clinical governance’ of therapies, as well as ‘multiplicity of therapies’ and ‘dogma’. Well Clive, when Dafydd was running loose in the NHS, his prescribing was appalling – huge doses of chlorpromazine for everyone no matter what their diagnosis and if they were addicts they got anything that they wanted on request, he was sued by one woman whom he sectioned for a year and diagnosed as having ‘paranoid schizophrenia’ when there was nothing wrong with her and a brief investigation into CAIS’s own offerings reveals what can only be described as a ‘multiplicity of therapies’. As for dogma -Dafydd achieved notoriety in the 90s for taking all the junkies off methadone and replacing that with huge doses of benzodiazepines which resulted in most of them becoming hopelessly addicted. He was told repeatedly that this was both dangerous and bloody stupid but he didn’t waver once. Regarding people who are ‘resistant to change’ – Dafydd, Lucille and Cledwyn are all well into their 80s, presided over the most shameful period of recent history in north Wales ie the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal, and still won’t retire.

When Clive is asked by a Committee member what proportion of CAIS’s clients are veterans, Clive makes a guess – and admits that ‘the information systems are not sufficiently robust to be definite’. So CAIS, receiving millions in funding, having been in business for 30 years, has not even conducted a simple count of the number of people to whom they are offering ‘services’ who are veterans – although Clive claims that this is their ‘principle mission’. Clive then speculates at length regarding drug and alcohol use and PTSD, but no figures at all are provided – he then speculates a bit more regarding people ‘self-medicating with alcohol’ ‘in the absence of other therapies’. Well it’s Dafydd’s mates in the mental health services that are not providing the other therapies… Despite Clive’s previous mention of their ‘principle mission’, he goes on to tell the Committee that ‘it isn’t CAIS’s particular focus and never has been, to work with the military…we’d be very pleased to do so’. Of course they would, Dafydd’s spotted a gap in the market and he’s after a few more million.

The Committee moves on to ask the witnesses questions regarding the possibility of a rehabilitation centre for veterans. Clive remarks that such units ‘come and go’ and referred to one called Ty Gwyn in Llandudno that ‘disappeared’ about 8 years ago. Ty Gwyn was owned by Dafydd – it ‘disappeared’ because it was a con. Dafydd charged thousands of pounds a week for what was described to me by a former patient as a shared room in a ‘mediocre boarding house’ – he was sent into Llandudno to buy takeaways because Dafydd couldn’t provide vegetarian food. This ‘patient’ with PTSD never received any ‘therapy’ at all and only actually saw Dafydd when he discharged himself, whereupon Dafydd turned up and recommended that he stay another few weeks. This man was paying for all this himself, but most ‘patients’ there were funded by the NHS. One former nurse from Ty Gwyn who walked out in disgust told me that most of the patients didn’t have PTSD at all, they had drug and alcohol problems, had got into trouble with the law and had checked into Ty Gwyn in order to receive a favourable Court report from Dafydd. Ty Gwyn ‘disappeared’ when the Welsh Gov’t refused to fund anymore ‘placements’ at this money-spinner. Clive goes on to mention a few more ‘places’ that have ‘come and gone’ – again, most of them were established by Dafydd. Clive mentions that people are ‘let down’ when these facilities close – Dafydd is a past master at letting people down, his business model is a medical version of slash and burn agriculture ie. he sets something up, milks it for as much as he can or until the goodwill has expired, then he shuts shop and opens up something else down the road.

At this point Clive arrives at the heart of the matter: ‘a facility with the ability to treat individuals with substance misuse problems, particularly alcoholism, is for my money, almost a necessity…the reason we are finding high numbers of people on our books is the support has not been there at the right time or the right place…Wales is a good place to be doing this sort of work [a residential rehab centre]…we have space, a strong tradition of supporting the military – there are lots of people around who can help – and the environment in terms of the therapies, the space, the mountains and the sea. Veterans find it an attractive place in which to recover, they feel at home’. So Clive, Chief Exec of CAIS, who is very obviously looking out for another opportunity, maintains that a residential centre is a necessity. How would he know? He’s already failed to produce any figures at all regarding how many veterans CAIS are catering for – so he wouldn’t even be aware if they did have ‘high numbers’ on their books. Of course the support hasn’t been there at the right time or the right place – Dafydd has been providing that support and it’s so dodgy that it keeps closing down. ‘A strong tradition of supporting the military’ – that’ll be a reference to the mediocre boarding house, there’s no other tradition in evidence. And there weren’t any ‘therapies’ on offer, just a Court report to get someone out of trouble. As for ‘the mountains and the sea’ – yes, north Wales has lovely mountains and sea, but you don’t find CAIS clients there. The CAIS clients are to be found in poor quality social housing in less desirable areas – if indeed they have homes to go to – and for recreational purposes they hang around the run down bits of local towns boozing or taking recreational chemicals. The only reason that they ‘feel at home’ in north Wales is that that’s where they end up, because that’s where Dafydd’s establishments are. As for ‘lots of people to help’ – is that a reference to the former facilitators of the paedophile gang or a reference to the scores of unpaid ‘peer guides’, some of whom are selling drugs to the clients?

One of the members of the Committee was Nia Griffiths (the MP who’s causing problems for Jeremy Corbyn at present). Nia comments that the ‘quality’ of St Dunstan’s (the centre run by Blind Veterans UK) is ‘superb’. There is no reference to the Committee having any in-depth knowledge of the work of St Dunstan’s, but it is mentioned that they’d received ‘hospitality’ the night before. So the politicians were given a good dinner, that always helps when the Third sector are after some funding.

Clive explains that the health service ‘cannot afford’ to do much ‘of this work’ and that ‘charities and the Third sector are sometimes in a much better position to deliver such services…we’re embedded locally with the tradition and history…we can certainly work more cheaply because we do not pay as much and we do not have the overheads and the infrastructure to support in the way the health service does’. OK, so Dafydd and co have log jammed all the positions in the region for decades and their ‘service’ is as cheap as chips because they don’t pay anyone properly and the ‘facilities’ on offer is a mediocre boarding house rather than a hospital so there’s no overheads or infrastructure. Clive then expands once more on the need for good governance, proper oversight, extremely tight financial governance and clinical governance. None of which CAIS provides. Clive states that the ‘therapies and the treatments’ on offer must equate with the best that the NHS can provide. Dafydd and co destroyed the mental health services in the region before they retired, so it won’t be difficult for the shite offerings from CAIS to match the NHS. Clive then really puts his cards on the table – he observes that it’s better if the NHS doesn’t provide these ‘services’, but where the NHS can ‘add value’ is through ‘exercising oversight, co-ordination and leadership of the whole agenda’. In other words ensuring that the shysters in CAIS land the contract. But Clive’s not one for competition in this brave new world of ‘co-production’ – he expresses concern about the number of charities in the arena, stating that the situation is ‘chaotic’ and ‘you just don’t know who to talk to next or who will approach you next’. I suspect that this translates as ‘we don’t want to have to compete with anyone else and at present we’re not sure who we approach to pull strings to land the contract’. Clive stresses that there must be ‘self-governance…we must hold our heads up high and be absolutely…clean in everything we do’. That won’t be a problem for the patient-shagging doctor and the paedophiles friends then. Clive is then blunt enough to refer to the ‘blank cheque’ that CAIS would like in order to establish a complete system of veteran rehabilitation based in Wales and to ‘somehow stop the explosion of charities that is taking place’ – he maintains that the other 800 charities in operation should be told to prove that they need to exist. Which of course they don’t, not with dear old CAIS there to provide the ‘services’ in return for more millions from the Welsh Gov’t, the DWP etc. It’s co-production and the Big Society! The learning has obviously been embedded and someone’s been empowered but it won’t be a service user. This must be the biggest gravy train that Dafydd, Lucille and Cledwyn have ever imagined. Clive gave this ‘evidence’ to the Welsh Affairs Committee five years ago – I will see if my co-researcher can find out whether Clive’s efforts were successful in loosening the purse strings of the Welsh Gov’t.

People who have not followed this blog from the beginning and thus have not read the older posts will probably be wondering how ever someone with Dafydd’s track record gained ‘credibility’ where substance abuse services are concerned. As with so much in the north Wales mental health services, I saw it happen…

The North Wales Hospital, where Dafydd was Top Doctor, had by the mid 80s become such an excruciating embarrassment that there was a lot of pressure for it to be closed and for Dafydd to be put out to grass. Previous posts have detailed the way in which Dafydd was unlawfully banging up people in there who had crossed the path of him or his mates or who had complained about being sexually abused in the children’s homes in north Wales. The Mary Wynch case (please see previous posts) had made legal history and hit the London media and subsequently there were calls in Parliament for an investigation. Dafydd weathered it all though – people in north Wales were tearing their hair out complaining that he seemed to be ‘untouchable’. In my posts about the north Wales paedophile ring I have described how it seems that Dafydd and the North Wales Hospital Denbigh were being afforded protection because of their role in concealing the paedophile ring and I have detailed the role of senior figures in the Welsh Office who were involved. However, people on the ground in north Wales were desperate to see the back of Dafydd and I was told at the time that there was a plan to use the newly opened psychiatric wards at Ysbyty Gwynedd to put Dafydd out of action. Before the exodus of the better staff from Ysbyty Gwynedd, one nurse described to me how the nurses loathed Dafydd so much that they planned to boycott his ward rounds to make it impossible for him to work. I was told that when he walked in, the nurses would get up and walk out en masse. After several weeks of this Dafydd stood up in public and said that his heart was broken and he could no longer carry on. I was told that he was ‘in tears’, although another nurse, who seemed to have some knowledge of just how serious Dafydd’s wrongdoing was, remarked to me that they were ‘crocodile tears’. It seems that he was right. Dafydd then started appearing in the Welsh media, making all sorts of allegations about the newly opened Hergest Unit and how appalling everything was there. Now things did go downhill very rapidly at the Hergest, but it definitely was not as bad as the North Wales Hospital Denbigh had been – Dafydd was so loathed that when he used to arrive at the Hergest for ‘clinics’ patients would hurl abuse at him and ask why he was allowed in. The people that Dafydd claimed to be defending on TV and in the press were patients with drug problems. When I had previously asked people why Dafydd was treating the most difficult but in many ways the most vulnerable patients I was always told that it was because the other psychiatrists refused to treat ‘the junkies’. Dafydd consistently appeared in the media waxing lyrical about how he cared for the drug addicts and how disgusting Gwynedd Health Authority was. It was never explained that there were so many complaints about Dafydd and so much unhappiness among his colleagues that everyone wanted him to retire. A series of managers from Gwynedd Health Authority were wheeled out to speak to the media and rather than saying ‘he has a record of sexually exploiting and illegally detaining patients’, they sought refuge in idiocies such as ‘Dr Jones has ways of working that his colleagues find difficult’. One of these managers, a clinical psychologist whom I remember as being much saner than his colleagues, seems to have had his career destroyed after daring to take on Dafydd – he left Wales and mental health work completely and went to pursue an alternative lifestyle in England. Dafydd then persuaded various people with drug problems to appear on TV stating that they feared for their lives if Dafydd retired. One of these people freely admitted that he’d been paid to appear.

Some other odd things happened at the time. The young man who had been paid to appear on TV was known to be selling class A drugs to schoolchildren in Bangor, quite openly. I knew someone who reported him to the police on a number of occasions. Yet he continued to ply his wares to the local kids on Bangor High Street. In daylight, as the kids were coming out of school. The other thing that this man did was burgle the house of the dreadful Judge Huw Daniel (please see previous posts for details of the wrongdoing of Huw Daniel). He was caught and admitted burgling the old bastard. But as I remember nothing happened to him. Now considering that Huw Daniel really loved sending the dispossessed to prison and clearly wanted to bang me up as well although it was very clear that I had not done what I was accused of (please see post ‘Interesting Happenings In The Legal System’), I find it quite surprising that an addict who was pretty well-renowned as a general ne’er do well faced no consequences at all for turning Daniel’s house over. He even produced the camera that he’d stolen from Daniel at the police station. At about this time, there was a senior nurse at Ysbyty Gwynedd whom I got on very well with. On at least two occasions I was told that he was forced by senior figures at Ysbyty Gwynedd to make statements to the police about me. I was also told that although he did their bidding, he was viewed with great suspicion by the authorities at Ysbyty Gwynedd because they feared that he was supplying me with the dirt on Dafydd (he wasn’t, he was always very professional in his dealings with me – there were plenty of other victims of Dafydd who willingly gave me the lowdown). This nurse was then appointed to a senior managerial position at Ysbyty Gwynedd and there was much rejoicing among the nurses because he was very popular among them and they all felt that they were kicked around badly by the psychiatrists and that perhaps things would now change with him in a senior position. He resigned from that position after a matter of months but I never discovered why. He then joined the exodus of staff from the Hergest Unit and took up a community position – with the drugs team on Anglesey. After a matter of weeks he went into hiding – a drugs patient had threatened to kill him and it seemed that this was a threat to be taken seriously (unlike many of the mental health staff, this man was not someone who threw around ludicrous allegations of harmless people being ‘dangerous’). Then something really nasty happened. He was due to visit me because this was one of the many times that the Hergest Unit prosecuted me (I was subsequently found not guilty as usual) and banned me from going to Ysbyty Gwynedd. Because this man had known me well from a few years previously he offered to fulfil the role of a CPN for me. He never arrived at my house though because his wife had died. She had collapsed at home – she was a nurse as well – and although he did all the appropriate things, she died later that night at Ysbyty Gwynedd. He was left a single parent although he did eventually remarry and then left Wales.

Whilst all this was happening, Dafydd used to hold ‘clinics’ for ‘his’ addicts on a Tuesday in the Hergest Unit. Those clinics were chaos. There would be so many addicts turning up that there was literally nowhere for them to wait. The waiting rooms were full, the corridors would be full, they were everywhere. So many people were turning up that they would be in and out of Dafydd’s room in 5 mins. There was no way that those were appropriate consultations for people with serious drug problems. The only way that some sort of order could be maintained was by having a receptionist from the Hergest standing outside Dafydd’s room shouting ‘next’ as soon as the last person had left. No-one even knew their names. None of the Hergest patients ever recognised any of them – because none of them were local. We discovered that they were coming from all over the place to see Dafydd, there was absolutely no catchment area allocation. They were making it very clear why they were coming as well – Dafydd was giving them drugs on request. I knew this because I was one of the patients protesting about Dafydd’s continued presence in the Hergest after serious complaints about him had not been investigated and one day I was standing outside of his door and I heard the transaction within taking place. Dafydd hit the roof when he found that I was outside and I was then banned from attending the Hergest Unit on Tuesdays, because I had discovered what was going on. But so had another patient – he was a former drug user who had spoken to some of Dafydd’s ‘patients’ who had been quite frank with him as to why they were turning up at this ‘clinic’. The Hergest staff were well aware of what the attraction was. Every time an angry patient asked why Dafydd was still allowed into the hospital, the staff would always respond with ‘the patients want to see him, they like him’. And one day the patient who was a former drug user said ‘they like him because he gives them drugs and I should know because I used to be like that myself’. There was silence. It was very clear that Dafydd used those ‘clinics’ to establish an enormous base of customers from right across Wales – and this was the customer list that he subsequently took with him when he left…

After a very long battle, it was agreed that Dafydd would retire when Denbigh shut down, in 1995. But a deal had been done. Dafydd was told that if he agreed to retire, the many outstanding complaints against him would not be followed up. Even better – as part of the deal, Dafydd was told that he would be allowed to continue with the remit for drugs and alcohol services and that these ‘services’ would be provided through CAIS, the charity that he had established and Chaired. Now lest anyone think ‘oh well if the other consultants were refusing to treat the addicts, the authorities didn’t have much choice’, let me enlighten you. There was a Dr John Marks from Liverpool who had an excellent reputation for successfully stabilising addicts and who WANTED to move to Gwynedd. Gwynedd Health Authority blocked his appointment on the grounds that he was ‘controversial’ because he prescribed maintenance doses of heroin to addicts (see post ‘Radio 4 Mentions A Name From The Past’). However he didn’t shag his patients or illegally detain people who’d been molested by a paedophile gang. But it was Dr Marks who was deemed controversial, not Dafydd. So, rather than a highly regarded man who really was a specialist in the care of drug users being employed once Dafydd had retired, Dafydd was allowed to use the Hergest to build up a huge business and then take it to CAIS with him when he ‘retired’. All funded by the NHS.

This could not have happened accidentally. At the same time that Dafydd was given this deal, Mary Wynch – who had by now been screwed over and financially ruined by Dafydd and his chums at Risley Remand Centre – was finally given an utter pittance as a final settlement and told to sod off forever and the calls for a Parliamentary investigation into her case suddenly stopped (please see post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’             for the names of the politicians involved and their rewards for silence). All this was going on when John Jillings and his team were trying to carry out their investigation into the abuse in children’s homes in Clwyd but found themselves obstructed at every turn. The newly-appointed Chief Constable of the North Wales Police, Michael Argent, refused to co-operate with the team and the police withheld 130 boxes of evidence. The Social Services also failed to disclose all their evidence. (There will be more about the Jillings inquiry in a future post.) Jillings did of course conclude that the most appalling abuse of children had taken place in north Wales, that it had been going on for years and that it had been concealed by just about every agency and organisation. There were constant allegations of a paedophile ring at work involving ‘VIPs’ and the collusion of the security services. The Waterhouse Report subsequently admitted that there was a paedophile ring in existence but denied the involvement of ‘VIPs’. It has since been acknowledged by some of his former colleagues that Sir Peter Morrison, MP for Chester and Thatcher’s PPS, was having sex with under-age boys and visiting children’s homes in north Wales. Gordon Anglesea, a former senior officer with the North Wales Police, was imprisoned last year for sexually abusing boys in care in north Wales. No-one expects the questions related to all this to go away…

Previous posts have explained that the cases of Alison Taylor (the Gwynedd social worker who blew the whistle on the paedophile ring), Mary Wynch and me were all known about at the highest levels of the Welsh Office. We had all written to Welsh Office ministers and previous posts have detailed the documentation now in my possession demonstrating that both the Welsh Office’s lawyer, Andrew Park, and the Medical Ombudsman, Professor Robert Owen, knew that Dafydd et al had broken the law and perverted the course of justice but concealed it. The security services would have undoubtedly known about some of what was going on as well because they are responsible for the vetting of MPs – they must have known about Peter Morrison, it seemed that his colleagues all did, so MI5 will have. But there’s another reason why MI5 could have known about Dafydd. His work with addicts. If Dafydd was, as the addicts always claimed, prescribing them ‘anything’ they wanted, someone will have given him a Home Office licence. And the Home Office definitely knew about Dafydd – because when he unlawfully imprisoned Mary Wynch, the process also involved two corrupt doctors from Risley Remand Centre, one of whom was employed by the Home Office. The Home Office was one of the parties successfully sued by Mary and that case was heard by Lord Donaldson, Master of the Rolls. Of course the Home Office knew about it. And the Home Office are of course responsible for MI5. There was a barrel of shit in north Wales, Dafydd was responsible whichever way one looked at it and the Welsh Office, the Home Office and almost certainly MI5, knew what was happening. Previous posts have named the Secretaries of State and Home Secretaries involved in Mary’s case, but what of those with responsibility when Dafydd was allowed to retire without investigation once Mary was stuffed over and Denbigh closed down, in the middle of the Jillings investigation – allowed to retire that is whilst taking a substantial business of ‘providing services to drug abusers’ with him?

When the madness reached fever pitch, before the closure of Denbigh and Dafydd’s retirement, when nurses under suspicion of collaborating with me were being threatened with murder by drug users and their wives were dying in the ‘care’ of Ysbyty Gwynedd, when the Hergest Unit tried to frame me (again) and when Mary was stuffed over for good, the Secretary of State for Wales was John Redwood. He was in place between 27 May 1993 and 26 June 1995. David Hunt was appointed Secretary of State for Wales on 26 June 1995, but only until 5 July 1995. A two week appointment. Que?? Now David Hunt certainly knew all about Gwynedd Health Authority and it’s malpractice, because he had been Secretary of State for Wales previously between 4 May 1990 and 27 May 1993. There are letters in Gwynedd Archives from David Hunt to the Chair of Gwynedd Health Authority, Noreen Edwards. (Many of the insane letters about me written by various people at Gwynedd Health Authority were cc’d to Noreen Edwards.) Hunt knew that organisation was a car crash – there are mentions in Hansard and consultants from the Welsh Office had been sent in. William Hague was then appointed Secretary of State for Wales between 5 July 1995 and 2 May 1997. Hague had been Minister of State for the Disabled between 20 July 1994 and 5 July 1995. The North Wales Hospital was shut in the summer of 1995. As for the Home Secretary during this madness – that was Michael Howard, who was Home Secretary between 27 May 1993 and 2 May 1997. There’s no getting away from that is there – Michael ‘prison works’ Howard knew that a rogue psychiatrist in north Wales was illegally imprisoning people, was working in a region where there was the most serious abuse of children who were then ending up in the psychiatric system and often subsequently found dead – so someone allowed him free reign over a mass of people with serious drug problems… But there’s someone else who will also have been involved in this gory business as well. This all happened pre-devolution, so Dafydd, the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and the NHS finding of CAIS will have been the responsibility of the Secretary of State for Health, which between 9 April 1992 and 5 July 1995 was one Virginia Bottomley. Virginia is a former psychiatric social worker and at least one of her children is a doctor. Come on Ginny, banging people up illegally, diagnosing ‘paranoid schizophrenia’ in perfectly healthy people, distributing drugs, having sex with patients and concealing a paedophile gang – you know that they shouldn’t have been doing it. Stephen Dorrell then took over as Secretary of State for Health between 5 July 1995 and 2 May 1997.

Unlike some of the people named in previous posts associated with Very Great Wrongdoing, Lord Howard, Lord Hunt, Lord Hague and Baroness Bottomley of Nettlestone are all still alive and kicking. Would they like to explain why they thought that concealing the most serious abuses and then giving a kickstart to a drugs distribution network was a good idea? Furthermore Theresa, before you sling mud at Wales again, just consider the contribution made to the present problems in it’s NHS by those four fuckwits.

And that is the story of how the party of Law n Order precipitated the gang warfare over drugs that blights north Wales today.

 

News Round Up – And Murder Most Foul

MMail online have reported on yet another serious NHS mental health services failure. Jennifer and Graham Slack, a couple in their 60s, drowned in the River Yare near Great Yarmouth. They left a suicide note behind explaining that they were killing themselves because they were unable to get any help for Mrs Slack’s serious depression and anxiety problems, which she had endured for 20 years. The couple tied themselves together and jumped into the river. They also left behind another two suicide notes in their house, along with passports, financial documents and cash to pay for their funerals. It transpired that Mrs Slack’s GP had made an urgent referral to a psychiatrist at the Norfolk and Suffolk NHS Foundation Trust but the letter had not been marked ‘urgent’, so it remained unattended until it was too late. Further details revealed at the inquest painted a familiar picture. Mrs Slack, a former nurse, had been on anti-depressants for many years. Her father died, leaving her as the main carer for her elderly mother. She went to see her GP and was referred to a ‘Well Being Service’ run by the Trust and then had two telephone appointments with a mental health nurse. Although she did claim to benefit from this, she began feeling very bad again the following month and returned to the GP. She and her husband met with the GP, Dr Donna Machin, told her how desperate they felt and stressed that they wanted to actually see someone – it was mentioned at the inquest that they had been given a mountain of documentation concerning ‘advice’. Dr Machin decided not to make an immediate referral to a community mental health team because although Mrs Slack had stated that she was feeling suicidal, she did not describe a ‘clear plan’ to commit suicide. A verdict of suicide was recorded. This case illustrates very well what is happening in the UK mental health services – there is a plethora of ‘well being initiatives’ and stacks of ‘advice on ‘mental health’ for people with mild ‘problems’, but very little treatment or care available for people who are becoming desperate and seriously ill. It does not seem to have occurred to those with a touching faith in the benefits of ‘talking about it’ or ‘raising awareness’ or ‘self-help literature’ that such things are not going to make a blind bit of difference to someone who’s crashed out in a foetal position and who can’t stop crying. They won’t be able to ‘share’ or ‘talk’ or raise their awareness even if such things were effective (and there’s not much evidence that they are). It’s interesting that Mrs Slack was a former nurse as well – even healthcare professionals themselves are having difficulty extracting a ‘service’ out of the ‘services’ these days. As is customary when Mail online report a suicide story, there was a little note at the end of the article suggesting that suicidal people should contact the Samaritans for assistance. There’s no point bothering if they live in Bangor, the Samaritans there are remarkably unconcerned if someone with mental health problems becomes suicidal because ‘these people’ kill themselves anyway and furthermore the Samaritans ‘aren’t trained’ to deal with them (please see previous posts).

Recent blog posts have been charting the Top Doctors allies attempts to put the case for huge more quantities of funding for the NHS now that the pleas of the Top Doctors themselves have fallen on deaf ears. It’s now the turn of healthcare researchers to assist the Top Doctors in pursuit of dosh. The Guardian online is carrying an article explaining that a crisis (yet another one) is imminent, as usual attributed to people having the nerve to live too long and/or daring to develop dementia. The solution is more money please, to the NHS and to social care. I am entirely sympathetic to the notion of properly funded social care, but I notice that whenever the Top Doctors and their chums are leading the debate, there is not a robust argument put forward in favour of social care workers being paid properly. It is sometimes mentioned in passing, but the Top Doctors relentlessly present the argument for themselves being paid more, or sometimes nurses as well. Social care workers endure the worst pay and conditions of any group of non-trafficked workers in the country – you wouldn’t get a Top Doctor or indeed a member of the Royal College of Nursing lifting immobile doubly incontinent elderly people off beds and into chairs and then back again or feeding them by hand and changing incontinence pads for £8/hour, day in day out working twelve hour shifts. The outcry about this is indeed there, it rears it’s head when someone makes a documentary exposing the shoddy state of the UK’s social care infrastructure, but these workers are rendered invisible in most of the ‘the NHS needs more money’ debates. The Guardian quotes Professor Helen Stokes-Lampard, Chair of the Royal College of General Practitioners (she’s getting wheeled out in the media on a regular basis at the moment) as saying that not only is ‘more investment’ in the NHS desperately needed, but that it is a ‘great testament to medical research and the NHS’ that the population is living longer. Well although modern medicine has given us all effective pain relief which is a very great blessing, the real advances in terms of extending life span are of course attributed to the big public health advances such as infection control, decent housing, improved nutrition, sanitation and changes in the nature of employment meaning that people don’t die in industrial accidents before they are 40 which used to be commonplace. The average lifespan of the quarrymen at the bottom of the hierarchy in the slate quarries of north west Wales was 32 (or it might have been 36). That wasn’t because they didn’t have the NHS with Top Doctors earning £100,000, it was because their diet was subsistence, their housing was terrible and their work was very dangerous indeed. And of course even with the NHS and the Top Doctors there are still huge differences in lifespan between different socio-economic groups in the UK. As Top Doctors themselves know well, Sir Richard Doll saved many more lives by demonstrating the link between tobacco smoking and lung cancer than highly paid Top Doctors with machines that go ping or access to the Cancer Drugs Fund. Helen Stokes-Lampard also made her comments with reference to dementia which was a bit puzzling – research hasn’t yet made a dent in dementia.

Now for Wales-related news. BBC News Wales have reported that four men have now been convicted variously of murder and manslaughter after Mark Mason from Rhyl was stabbed to death in the car park of Home Bargains in Rhyl. This killing was a revenge killing after somebody else was murdered – it is part of an on-going turf war between two rival gangs of drug dealers who are busy killing each other for the right to control the supply of drugs in Rhyl. So Dafydd and CAIS are continuing to do a really brilliant job with the millions of pounds that the Welsh Gov’t are giving them to ‘tackle substance abuse and associated problems’ then. (The joke among the dope blowers in Bethesda was always that CAIS was the acronym for ‘Come And Inject Some’, but I note that CAIS is also the acronym for Complete Androgen Insensitivity Syndrome, which is a pretty good description of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones where female patients are concerned.) I have heard from a reader today that as well as getting millions in funding from the Welsh Gov’t, CAIS are also raking in huge quantities of dosh from the DWP. Someone else who doesn’t seem to realise that CAIS has been a scam from the outset observed that CAIS has ‘lost its way’. This person works for the CAB – the dreadful Lucille Hughes of CAIS fame also of course has a role at a very senior level in the management of CAB, so I imagine that people in the CAB will have been led up the garden path as to the value of CAIS, so if they’ve noticed that all is not well it must be bad. If any readers know when Lucille became involved in the CAB I’d be interested to hear from them. I met the one honest solicitor in Bangor who very effectively defended me from the excesses of Dafydd and Lucille when he was doing sessions at the CAB in Bangor and Dafydd knew that was where I’d sought his advice. Within months of that solicitor advising me as to how to defend myself from Dafydd, CAB had stopped providing free legal advice sessions. Knowing how Dafydd and Lucille literally nobbled everyone who dared stand up to them and wreaked a Terrible Revenge on anyone who challenged their corruption I have always wondered if there might have been a connection with the disappearance of the lawyers from the CAB and this man’s effective fighting of my corner against Dafydd. After all, if word got around that there was an excellent lawyer providing free legal advice who wasn’t afraid to challenge Dafydd and who wouldn’t allow himself to be corrupted either, who knows what problems that would have presented for Dafydd, Lucille, the mental health services and the north Wales paedophile ring.

Kirsty Williams has taken a leaf out of Leanne’s book and has been giving media interviews about the trauma that she has incurred after being insulted by the electorate, both face to face and on social media. As part of her Misery Memoir she mentioned how frightened she was when she found that someone had put a ‘Vote Conservative’ poster in her hedge. She commented that ‘someone probably thought that was very funny’. Well it is quite witty in view of the fact that Kirsty’s in-laws are a well-known Tory family but support her because she’s a relative – presumably the poster in her hedge was a reference to this. Perhaps Kirsty’s in-laws are hoping that she will be Wales’s answer to Nick Clegg and form a ConDem coalition with the Tories. Another Strong Woman in politics suffered a trauma recently as well – Theresa May went to Wrexham campaigning and was confronted by a young man who was an anti-hunt protestor. He blew a bugle in her presence and this was deemed to be such a threat to national security that he was arrested. Theresa is clearly even more delicate than the rest of them, so much for ‘strong and stable’.

Earlier today, Radio 4 broadcast a programme that mentioned that a number of ‘expert witnesses’ who lied in court are facing imprisonment. In view of the number of times that various Top Doctors lied about me on oath my ears pricked up at this news. It transpires that there has been industrial scale perjury going on with regard to insurance claims after car accidents and someone’s finally decided to round everybody up and prosecute them. It was mentioned that police and barristers knew that this was going on but ignored it, so now there may be prosecutions mounted against some of them as well. Oh well perhaps the days of those we know and love lying through their teeth in court with impunity in order to secure convictions against anyone who has discovered their extensive corruption might be drawing to a close. I read in the Daily Post online that HMP Berwyn is opening another wing with capacity for 700 inmates. You could house an awful lot of dishonest Top Doctors, Top Lawyers and Top Judges in there and there’d still be a spare cell for Peter Higson and Martin Jones to share.

Discussing the corruption of the vile ones brings me neatly onto the next thing that caught my eye in the Daily Post online, an article by the man who found the body of Sophie Hook, describing his memories of that event. Sophie was a seven year old girl who’s body was found washed up on the beach in Llandudno in July 1995. Howard Hughes, a man with learning disabilities, behaviour problems and dyslexia who had previously spent time in Bryn Estyn, one of the children’s homes targeted by the north Wales paedophile ring, is currently serving a 50 year prison sentence for her abduction, rape and murder. Howard Hughes’s case has been taken up by INNOCENT, an organisation concerned with miscarriages of justice. There is certainly an awful lot to be worried about regarding his conviction.

Sophie was on holiday with relatives who lived in Llandudno and she and her cousins were sleeping in a tent in the garden when she went missing. Her body was found washed up on a beach a few hours later and Howard Hughes was arrested a few hours after that. There was no forensic evidence at all against Hughes, just an awful lot of people who knew that he was a Wrong ‘Un and some witnesses of very questionable character. Before Sophie was killed however, Hughes’s life had already been touched many times by those we have known. Howard Hughes looked frightening – he had a chromosome abnormality (XYY) which caused him to grow quickly to a very great height. So he was very tall even as an early teen and by the time that he stopped growing he was 6ft 8ins. He attended a series of special schools, including some residential ones, and his father, who seemed to have difficulty coming to terms with his son’s disabilities, paid for extra tuition. Hughes did not gain any qualifications. When he was 16, it was alleged that Hughes took a seven year old boy into a derelict house, exposed himself, made indecent suggestions and attempted to strangle him. He was convicted of assault and was given a two year supervision order and was sent under the Mental Health Act to St Andrews Hospital, Northampton and then to Garth Angharad near Dolgellau. Both of these institutions have previously featured on this blog. St Andrews is a very troubled institution and has been so for many years. It has recently been the subject of a number of scandals involving the mistreatment and deaths of patients. I have a friend who grew up in Northampton and he told me that St Andrews had a reputation like the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, a lawless hell-hole. St Andrews featured in the Jeremy Bamber case in the 1980s (please see post ‘Family Annihilation’) and was alleged to have provided very substandard care to Jeremy Bamber’s sister. Garth Angharad of course was one of the personal prisons used by Dafydd and the paedophile ring (please see post ‘More On Those Prisons For Folk Who Dared Complain’). A lot of people who complained about them seemed to end up in there, an establishment described as a ‘hospital for mentally abnormal criminals’. After his release Hughes lived with his mother in Colwyn Bay. By the age of 19, he had convictions for assault, burglary, theft, criminal damage, threatening behaviour, motoring offences and possession of weapons. Such a record sounds dreadful – but Hughes was living in north Wales in the 70s and 80s and was in the ‘care’ of the mental health services and children’s services, which were rife with corruption and concealing a paedophile ring to boot. At the time that Hughes clocked up this criminal record, Dafydd and the Top Doctors had tried to have me prosecuted for, among other things, trying to strangle a doctor, trying to stab a doctor, ‘five assaults’, criminal damage and threatening behaviour. I hadn’t done any of it – as a letter from their own corrupt lawyer Andrew Park at the Welsh Office admitted – but that didn’t stop them all documenting that I had. The only conviction that they secured against me was ‘staring at a social worker in Safeway’s’ no less – but then I was a young woman with two degrees and an excellent solicitor. They managed to cause quite enough trouble for me nonetheless – had I been 6ft 8ins with a learning disability I’m pretty sure that I too would have acquired a criminal record very similar to that of Hughes. It is also recorded that before Sophie’s murder, Hughes had been accused of indecently assaulting three girls aged three, five and nine and was interviewed in connection with five allegations ‘brought by or on behalf of children’. These cases were dropped by the CPS because it was considered that the children were too young to give reliable evidence. I would have thought that a nine year old was well capable of giving reliable evidence and indeed nine year olds do give evidence, so I wonder why that case went pear shaped. But it’s worth mentioning here that those we have known have a bit of a thing about ‘children’ (apart from running a paedophile ring themselves that is). At the cover-up which constituted the investigation into my complaint about Dafydd et al by Robert Bluglass (please see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’), Dafydd told Bluglass that I had used ‘foul and abusive language’ in front of his young children and anyone who does such a thing is ‘not mentally normal’. I didn’t even know that Jones had young children when this allegation was made. Jones was not asked to provide any evidence for his allegation and I wasn’t even told that he’d made it – I only found out when I read the report. It was documented as fact. My post ‘A Trade In People – Between London And North Wales’ describes how a young woman from a family of three people with long-term mental health problems who were swindled out of their inheritance by a group of Top Doctors and lawyers was taken to Bethesda police station and accused of having a sexual interest in children within days of moving into the village. I know of another person who, after he made a complaint about the dreadful Tom Harney, a CPN with the aggressive and dysfunctional Arfon Community Mental Health Team, years later discovered that Harney had documented that he’d threatened to kill Harney and his family. This man didn’t know that Harney had a family. On one occasion, Dr X (Dr Tony Francis) accused me of ‘frightening children’. God knows how I did that, as with Dafydd and the foul and abusive language, there weren’t any children present at the scene for me to frighten even if I’d wanted to do so. There is among my medical records a letter written by Alun Davies, the manager of the mental health services, which has been cc’d to a number of people explaining that if Gwynedd Health Authority looked as though they are taking a ‘caring’ attitude towards me, this would stand them in good stead with the Courts next time they prosecuted me. Following the writing of this letter, the Top Doctors prosecuted me for making offensive telephone calls to a CPN in the Arfon Team, one Bridget Lloyd. I hadn’t done this and I was found not guilty (no I never received an apology). However, in her evidence to the Court, Bridget Lloyd stated that she was so terrified of me and that I was such a threat to her and her young children – again, more children that I didn’t know existed – that not only was Gwynedd Health Authority going to provide her and the legendary children with a safe house, but that she had been issued with a mobile phone to carry with her at all times lest she bumped into me and I attacked her. Some weeks ago when I received further bundles of evidence from my lawyers, I found a memo written by Bridget Lloyd just before this court case in which she states that I had only ever met her once, it was a very long time ago and that she was fairly sure that I wouldn’t recognise her. But that’s not what she said to the Court. This lot lie, they lie and they lie and they lie. And they really love introducing the concept of children into their tall stories. Indeed even Brown has had the children treatment from them. After we started publishing material about the practices of the mental health services and Brown provided a witness statement concerning their wrongdoing, a poison pen letter postmarked ‘Cardiff’ was sent to the authorities at the University where he works, which stated that he was a ‘known paedophile’ (please see post ‘A Nasty Ludicrous Poison Pen Letter’). Yes the paedophile gang and those who assisted them really enjoyed accusing other people of offences against children. Often people whom they had damaged themselves. Including possibly Howard Hughes.

Another thing that I need to mention here is those we have known take what a friend described as ‘pre-emptive action’ against people whom they might want to frame in the future. My own medical records show how Dafydd and Dr X (Dr Tony Francis) were very carefully building up a picture of me as a dangerous nutter for many months before they started court action against me. And it was all very skilfully done – letters detailing violent assaults that never took place were written and cc’d to people who had never met me. Those people would then make statements maintaining that they were frightened of me because I was ‘known’ to be ‘dangerous’ and then these statements were  used as evidence that I was so dangerous that people were frightened of me. I have collated all these letters and taken a note of the dates and what was cc’d to whom and it was very obviously co-ordinated and organised – and it began days after I made my first complaint about the mental health services. The friend who talked about ‘pre-emptive action’ also used a lawyer to obtain a full copy of his medical records and exactly the same process could be seen. Within days of making a formal complaint about the Arfon Team, it was documented that he had smashed down a door at their office and threatened female members of staff. He wasn’t told that this had been documented, but he was told that they were ‘upset’ because he had sworn at them and thrown a cushion across the room (which he did, he was at the end of his tether with them) and Tony Francis ordered him to write a letter of apology. He agreed – and Francis suggested wording which would be ‘helpful’. The wording that my friend was encouraged to use was to apologise for his ‘behaviour’ and for ‘upsetting and frightening’ staff. So he did as suggested. When, years later, he received his medical records, he discovered that his apology – as dictated by Francis – had been attached to an unsigned fallacious account of the incident, ie. the alleged smashing down of the door and threatening women. So this sequence of documents gave every impression that my friend had smashed down a door, threatened women and then realised how terrible his actions had been and he had thus guiltily apologised a few days later. This man is an accountant and a businessman. If those we have known fitted us up using these techniques I can only imagine the fun that they had with a man who had learning difficulties and literacy problems.

So, some time after all these offences against children that Hughes was ‘linked to’ but never charged with, Sophie was found dead and hours later Hughes was arrested. Within hours he was released on the grounds that the police had no evidence against him. But hours after that, they searched his home and very conveniently found indecent images of children, so Hughes was rearrested. Hours later he was charged with the abduction, rape and murder of Sophie on the basis of ‘further information’ that had been acquired. The details of this further information were not revealed. Hughes was remanded in custody until the trial in June 1996. There was no forensic evidence presented against him at his trial. However there were some very interesting witness statements. He had been spotted looking around on the ground in the area near the garden where Sophie and her cousins had pitched their tent. The witness claimed that Hughes had said that he was searching for some money that he dropped. It was stated at the trial that from that spot Hughes would have been able to hear the children talking in the tent – and that he would have heard them discussing how they were going to sleep in the tent. There was no evidence at all that he’d heard any such thing – but it was possible. You never know. It is recorded that later that day  ‘it is believed’ that Hughes tried to abduct six year old Alexandra Roberts who was performing handstands in a park but who then ran away. It is not explained why this was ‘believed’ – there is no record of any evidence that any such abduction attempt was made. (At one point on my medical records it is stated that ‘it is believed’ that I was in Risley Remand Centre after attacking someone with a knife. I’ve never been in Risley Remand Centre – not even as a visitor – and I’ve never attacked anyone with a knife. But someone believed that I was and I had. So it was written down and placed in my medical records.) At 2-55 am on the night that Sophie was sleeping in the tent, Hughes was spoken to by a policeman who saw him patrolling the promenade. Which was a convenient time for the policeman to have seen Hughes up and about in Llandudno, because Sophie’s cousin gave evidence stating that he woke up at 2-30 am and saw Sophie asleep beside him but when he woke up again at 7-15 am she was missing. At the trial, Hughes’s father – whom Hughes had not lived with for years – stated that Hughes had confessed to killing Sophie when he was taken into custody by the police. Hughes denied making this confession. Another witness, Jonathan Carroll – a career criminal who was in prison at the time that he testified – stated that he’d seen Hughes carrying a hessian sack along a street in Llandudno on the night of the murder and that he saw a glimpse of a naked body in the sack. He admitted that he was in the process of stealing property from someone’s garden when he saw the body in the sack which is presumably why he didn’t take action there and then. Unless seeing people strolling around Llandudno with a dead body in a sack is a day to day occurrence for him and thus he didn’t raise an eyebrow. A third witness was a convicted child sex offender, Michael Guidi, who told the Court that Hughes had boasted to him a few years before that he would like to rape a girl of four or five. Which sounds to me rather more like the fantasy of a child sex offender than a credible piece of evidence.

Miscarriages of justice tend to happen in cases where there is much emotion in the wake of a truly horrible crime. As well as hearing witness statements by Hughes’s father – who had always been rather desperate about his son – and two ne’er do wells, the jury also heard details of the injuries inflicted upon Sophie. It was stated that the injuries were inflicted before she died. Her arm and ankle were broken, her body was covered in bruises as though she’d been slapped about the face and head, she had internal bleeding and had been raped and sodomised. The Court was told that the sort of injuries that she sustained were normally seen on people who had been killed or injured in major car crashes. It was stated that her death had been as a result of manual strangulation and that her body had been thrown into the sea ‘to wash away forensic evidence’ (how would someone simply carrying out an examination of the body know this?). Sophie’s clothes were not found at the time that her body was. The court also heard that Sophie had been in so much pain before she died that there were teeth marks on both sides of her tongue and on the inside of her lower lip. So there will no doubt have been a lot of high emotion in that Court after hearing all this. Who was it who gave the evidence regarding Sophie’s injuries? None other than the illustrious Home Office pathologist Dr Donald Wayte. Wayte hit the UK media a few years before Sophie was killed because he announced publicly that nearly all children who were presumed to have died from cot death had been murdered by their parents. He had no evidence at all for saying this, but say it he did because He Knew. It caused a very big furore with many deeply distressed people who’d lost a child to cot death speaking publicly about the offence that Wayte caused. But no-one pointed out that the really worrying thing was that a pathologist who was responsible for giving evidence in murder trials felt able to spout hogwash on a subject about which he knew nothing on the basis of no evidence. And a few years later he gave evidence at the trial of Howard Hughes. But Wayte had a disregard for protocol on other matters too. I know someone whose mother was friends with Donald Wayte who, when this person was 15, was interested in ‘what goes on in a hospital’. So Donald Wayte took him in and showed him the lot. No worries about trivial matters such as ethics or procedure there… Interestingly enough, there is a Dr Avril Wayte who sits on the Board of CAIS along with Dafydd and Lucille – she’s a pathologist too. Very probably the wife or daughter of Donald. It’s a small world when you’re a Top Doctor.

Howard Hughes was found guilty of the abduction, rape and murder of Sophie Hook in July 1996. At Chester Crown Court. The Chester Crown Court where there was an attempt to imprison me after the Arfon Community Mental Health Team had perjured themselves (see post ‘The Arfon Community Mental Health Team’). The Chester Crown Court where the Rev Emyr Owen was found guilty and imprisoned for a crime that could not have happened (see post ‘Updates, Common Themes And News, May 5 2017’). The Chester Crown Court that was part of the Chester and Wales Circuit that was known to have a problem with corruption. But then the North Wales Police who investigated Sophie’s murder were also alleged to be riddled with corruption. The North Wales Police had been under the spotlight at the time of Hughes’s arrest and conviction. At the time of Sophie’s murder, the Jillings Report was being compiled. The Jillings Report was the investigation into the North Wales Child Abuse scandal that was commissioned by Clwyd County Council. The Chief Constable of North Wales had refused to co-operate with the enquiry and the police had withheld 130 boxes of files from the enquiry panel. Jillings and his team encountered such obstruction and difficulties during their investigation that they nearly resigned. The Chair of Social Services and the County Secretary and Solicitor told the North Wales Police and the Home Office that what were described as ‘profoundly serious allegations’ against the police should not be investigated. The Jillings Report was famously not published after it was completed in 1996 on the basis of legal advice given to Clwyd County Council. They were effectively told that what had gone on was so bad that they should refuse to publish any of it and destroy all copies of the Report. One month after Clwyd Council accepted this legal advice, a reorganisation of the local authorities in north Wales very conveniently resulted in Clwyd Council being dissolved. At this point the Independent newspaper began calling for a public inquiry. In June 1996 William Hague, the Secretary of State for Wales, announced the North Wales Child Abuse Enquiry. The following month Howard Hughes was convicted and imprisoned.

But north Wales was going a bit mad between 1994 and 1996 anyway. The North Wales Hospital Denbigh was closing down and Dafydd was completely losing it – well there were all those people illegally detained out there, he must have wondered what he was going to do with them. Furthermore people just would not stop making allegations that they had been sexually abused whilst in children’s homes in north Wales – and those people had started turning up dead. The most well known of these people outside of Wales was Mark Humphreys. At the end of 1994, Gordon Anglesea, a senior police officer with the North Wales Police, sued Private Eye and The Independent for libel after they accused him of being a paedophile. Mark gave evidence that Anglesea was indeed a paedophile. Anglesea won the case. Mark was found dead two months later. Last year Gordon Anglesea was imprisoned – for sexually abusing children. He died in prison a few months after his conviction. Gordon Anglesea lived at Colwyn Bay – just down the road from Llandudno! The North Wales Police HQ was at Colwyn Bay as well! As for the lives of those of us who had dared complain about the mental health services – well it was in 1994 that the mental health services started moving heaven and earth yet again to have me convicted of something. Anything would do, it didn’t really matter what. I was charged with making the offensive phone calls to Bridget Lloyd at this time and Dr Tony Francis – who was one of the people who insisted that I should be arrested and charged – then helpfully wrote a report for the Court recommending what should be done WHEN I was found guilty. Only I was cleared, so that plan was out of the window. Regular readers of the blog will remember Mary Wynch, the lady who was illegally imprisoned in the North Wales Hospital for a year and who sued Dafydd and the Home Office. Well after the demands in Parliament for an investigation into her case suddenly died away, it was in 1995 that Mary, by now elderly and financially ruined, was given a pittance of a final payment authorised by the Home Office and told to finally piss off (see post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’).

The judge who presided over Howard Hughes’s trial was Justice Richard Curtis. In his summing up he denounced Hughes as a ‘fiend’. But from the minute that Sophie’s body was found – before Donald Wayte waxed lyrical about the detail of her injuries and people branched out into a bit of blue sky thinking regarding the reason why her body had been thrown into the sea – the police seemed to have a pretty good idea of the sort of person who would be arrested for this crime. The man in charge of the investigation, Detective Superintendent Eric Jones, declared that the person responsible for Sophie’s murder was ‘a brute who must be caught – quickly’. They found the brute that they were looking for a few hours later when they arrested Howard Hughes at the house that he shared with his mother. A remarkably snappy bit of detective work there from a police force who at that very time was refusing to co-operate with a major investigation into a possible paedophile ring operating in the institutions in which the brute that they arrested had spent time himself. As a learning disabled child. Who even if he had raped and murdered Sophie Hook would probably have never known that forensic evidence would be lost if the body was thrown into the sea and her clothes were not found. I tell you who would know all about destroying forensic evidence though – someone with knowledge of police investigations. Such as a policeman who was a paedophile.

In September 1997 the Court of Appeal granted leave to Hughes to appeal against his conviction. Six months later north Wales was further outraged when the brute claimed that he’d been abused whilst in Bryn Estyn and launched a claim for £50,000 compensation. Two weeks after the brute launched this claim, the Court of Appeal rejected his bid to have his convictions quashed. A second appeal was made in 2001 – the Court decided that there was no grounds to quash the convictions. The judges at this appeal ruled that there must be no more contestations unless new evidence was discovered.

So Howard Hughes remains in prison – he’s now serving a 50 year sentence thanks to the intervention of dear old Blunkett when he was Home Secretary – on the word of a career criminal, a convicted child sex offender and his father, whom he didn’t seem to have the best of relationships with. And upon the fact that he was obviously a fiend and a brute, after a life at the hands of a thoroughly corrupt mental health service, a children’s service that had a paedophile gang operating in it’s children’s homes and a police force that had a well-established reputation for corruption and that employed a senior officer who was a child molester himself. But if Hughes is ever let out of prison someone might have to ask who did kill Sophie and how did Hughes ever end up serving a fifty year sentence on the personal recommendation of David Blunkett on the basis of such flimsy evidence…

 

 

Crime and Punishment: Addition to Previous Posts

Firstly an apology to readers. I had planned to publish this post yesterday, but my site inexplicably went down yesterday evening for several hours. I contacted my hoster and was told that there was a problem with the server but no-one quite knew why – a number of readers e mailed me to ask me if I was aware that no-one could access the site. I am constantly reminded by people that because of what I am publishing there will be many who would like to see this site disappear and that my personal safety may well be in danger. If the site does disappear please be reassured that I and my technical advisors have planned for this eventuality and it will be resurrected as soon as possible. As for my personal safety – well that was compromised for years when I lived in Gwynedd and was being harassed and threatened, but no-one took a blind bit of notice although what was happening to me was public knowledge. The most entertaining suggestion came from my lawyer who told me that I ought to ‘contact the police’ after I was followed and harassed by a police officer with a gun that he should not have had. I’m not sure which police she thought that I ought to contact -presumably the colleagues of the one who’d followed me with a gun, who were also the former colleagues of Elfed Roberts who had me arrested for having pink hair and calling his car a penismobile. And no doubt in the event of the police concerned being charged, their trial would be presided over by Judge Huw Daniel. I decided that a better option would be to leave the area and publish what they were all doing. Someone has also e mailed me to draw my attention to a seemingly defunct website, claiming to be a history project concerning the mental health services in north Wales, entertaining titled ‘The Madness of North Wales’. I do know about this site, it seems to have been established as yet another attempt to air-brush the horrors of the North Wales Hospital out of history. The project does not seem to have gone very far despite the roll call of local politicians who put their names to it (most of whom have been outed on this blog as concealing the horrors of the North Wales Hospital and turning their backs on the plight of desperate patients) – I think it’s been overshadowed by ‘Service Shenanigans’ actually. My correspondent has observed that the site seems as neglected as the patients. He and I are also wondering whether someone with a sense of humour came up with the title and the Top Doctors and their acolytes missed the irony.

My post ‘News Round Up and Crime Report, May 14 2017’ mentioned how I seemed to have been fingered by my old muckers in the mental health services for a murder which -fairly obviously – I knew nothing about, ie. the killing of Rachel Nickel. Last night, after remembering the bizarre visit that I received from the Met, I thought that perhaps I ought to find out a bit about the man who was convicted of the murder that I was questioned about. The man who was eventually convicted of murdering Rachel was, as mentioned previously, one Robert Napper. Wiki tells us that Robert Napper is currently in Broadmoor after being convicted of two murders, one manslaughter, two rapes and two attempted rapes. As in many such cases there seems to have been a dearth of forensic evidence but much talk of the terrible nature of the crimes concerned and the diagnosis of ‘paranoid schizophrenia’ that has been given to Napper. Napper was already in Broadmoor when in 2008 he was convicted of the manslaughter of Rachel. Napper is also ‘thought’ to have committed more crimes, including 70 rapes – but there is no mention of any evidence at all linking him, someone just thinks that he did it and this has now become part of folklore… Napper had a difficult childhood, was fostered and sexually assaulted when he was 13. For six years he received psychiatric treatment – from a name which will be familiar to readers of this blog, the Maudsley. The Maudsley that ‘trained’ Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and employed Dr Paul Bowden, who subsequently remained silent regarding the criminal behaviour of Dafydd when it was brought to his attention. As with other people featured on this blog who have been convicted of very serious crimes, for all I know Napper may be guilty – but like the others, he has encountered institutions who have demonstrably acted dishonestly yet it was the word of these people that was relied upon to ‘assess’ Napper, his guilt and his ‘dangerousness’. In the absence of forensic evidence, it is a little worrying. At Napper’s trial, the Judge described him as ‘a very dangerous man’. That judge was Sir John Griffith Williams – who for years had worked on the Chester and Wales circuit, the circuit that was dogged by allegations of corruption. Griffith Williams was Treasurer of the Circuit between 1993 and 1995, Leader between 1996 and 1998, a Circuit Judge in 2000 and a Senior Circuit Judge and Recorder of Cardiff between 2001 and 2007. In 2007 he became a Justice of the High Court and has been a presiding Judge of the Wales Circuit since 2010. So he will have been networked into many of those who were less than honest who also worked on the Chester and Wales circuit previously named on this blog.

Now for a bit more information on Sir John Kay, who granted Gwynedd County Council a High Court injunction against me on the ‘evidence’ of two employees of Gwynedd Social Services who perjured themselves, one of whom had never met me and one whom had met me on two or three occasions. I have previously mentioned that Kay had rejected the appeal of Jeremy Bamber, someone who’s conviction was partly based on the evidence of an ‘expert’ psychiatrist who seems to have supplied some rather misleading evidence  – there is now substantial concern regarding the safety of Bamber’s conviction (please see post ‘Family Annihilation’). Kay however, sitting with Lord Justice Holland and Lady Justice Hallett, did overturn the conviction of Sally Clark, a lady who was convicted of killing her two young children after Sir Roy Meadow, another ‘expert’ medical witness, spouted hogwash at her trial. It should have been obvious to anyone with a knowledge of statistics at the time that it was hogwash, but as in the case of the Rev Emyr Owen and the severed penis that nonetheless achieved an erection (see post ‘Updates, Common Themes and News, May 5 2017’) it was hogwash that no-one challenged. Although Sir John Kay overturned Sally’s conviction, he made a point of stating that the pathologist’s failure to share crucial information with the other investigating doctors – the information in question being that one of the babies had died of a bacterial infection, so very obviously had not been smothered by Sally as stated by the other Top Doctors – was ‘entirely accidental’. Although the point of a pathologist is to ascertain the cause of death and PASS THAT INFO ON… Interestingly enough Sir John Kay in  1994 presided over a high profile case involving five paedophiles at Swansea Crown Court. The children involved were described by Kay as being a ‘particularly damaged set of children’ who were in council care because the offences against them had ‘started within families’. It was stated at the trial that in the case of one of the convicted men that there was ‘sad evidence’ that he had been a victim of abuse himself. In order to protect the children involved the convicted men were never identified and there is very little information available about the circumstances of the abuse, although it seems to have taken place in south west Wales. Since Kay presided over this trial, it has been revealed that there were serious problems in the children’s social services in south west Wales, particularly Swansea – they were mired in scandal and there was evidence of serious failure after the murder of baby Aaron Gilbert in 2005. Again, the paedophiles imprisoned by Kay may have been guilty as charged – but there was very probably a dysfunctional children’s service involved, as well as a judge who had recently issued an injunction against someone on the basis of untruthful affidavits supplied by two social workers who were employed by Gwynedd Social Services which had a paedophile ring operating within it. And the two social workers were being directly instructed to give evidence by the Director of those Social Services, Lucille Hughes, who a few years later was named as knowing about the paedophile ring but failing to respond.

I have previously mentioned the case of Michael Stone, who was convicted of the murders of Dr Lin Russell and her daughter Megan, as well as the attempted murder of her other daughter Josie. Michael Stone has always maintained his innocence – there was no forensic evidence against him at all and he only came to the attention of the police after the crime was committed because a helpful psychiatrist rang the police and told them that he thought that Stone had Done It. In much the same way that a helpful psychiatrist rang the police and suggested that I might have stabbed a young woman on Wimbledon Common 49 times on the basis of absolutely no evidence at all – but that psychiatrist knew that I was Extremely Dangerous because they’d been told this by another psychiatrist in the wake of me making a serious complaint about him, who was also concealing the activities of a paedophile gang himself.

Michael Stone was convicted in 1998 at Maidstone Crown Court. The presiding judge was Justice Ian Kennedy. No forensic evidence against Stone was presented, but a psychiatrist’s ‘opinion’ maintained that Stone ‘was in the mood for killing’. Three prisoners who had been on remand with Stone claimed that he had confessed to them. One of them, Barry Thompson, subsequently retracted his confession and was described as ‘completely unreliable’ and another, Mark Jennings, had been paid for his story by the press and had been promised further payment if Stone was subsequently convicted. The third prisoner who claimed that Stone confessed to him was Damien Daley. This conviction was quashed in 2001 by Lord Justice Kennedy, Lord Justice Maurice Kay and Lady Justice Hallett on the grounds that the testimony of the three prisoners was discredited. A retrial was ordered. Stone was found guilty at the retrial at Nottingham Crown Court – presided over by Justice Poole – in 2001. Stone was then granted leave to appeal against this conviction by Lord Justice Treacy. The second appeal was heard in 2005 by Lord Justices Rose, Moses and Walker. Lord Justice Rose agreed that Damien Daley was ‘a dishonest criminal with an ability to lie when it suited him’. Daley agreed that he lied on a regular basis. Yet his evidence against Stone was the basis on which Stone was convicted. In September 2013 leave for a further appeal was refused by Lord Justice Aikens. It was stated that this was the end of the matter. Stone’s lawyers wanted a bootlace found near the scene of the crime re-examined using contemporary DNA technology – the bootlace ‘went missing’ after this request was made.

Michael Stone remains in prison although no forensic evidence links him with the crime and despite admissions that people who gave ‘evidence’ against him lied repeatedly. The identity of the psychiatrist who made the phone call pointing the finger at Stone has never been made public.

An awful lot of background information has been released about Michael Stone. He endured a troubled childhood and was physically and sexually abused whilst in children’s homes (we’ve been here before haven’t we). At the time of the crime, he was known to have experienced mental health problems and to have used heroin and had been in the care of the West Kent Health Authority, Kent Social Services and Kent Probation Service. Such were the ‘failings’ involved that an inquiry was held in 2002 – and it was Chaired by our old friend Robert Francis QC, before he was Sirred. The Robert who attempted to have me imprisoned for ‘harassment’ in 1991 because I had repeatedly written letters stating that there was criminal activity and serious abuses happening in the mental health services – Robert was requesting my imprisonment whilst acting for one of the psychiatrists, Dr X (ie. Dr Tony Francis) that I had complained about. (Please see post ‘The Sordid Role of Sir Robert Francis QC’.) Robert’s report wasn’t published in 2000 though – it was published at a later date and further information was added in 2002. Despite enormous shortcomings in the ‘services’ having been identified, Francis maintained that there was ‘nothing to suggest that the overall care provided by the social services or the probation service were other than expected’ (well I’d expect them to be crap actually and I suspect that Francis would quietly have expected that as well). Francis concluded that this was ’emphatically not a case of a man with a dangerous personality disorder being generally ignored by the agencies or left at large’ and that there was no suggestion that he was ‘deprived of any service which would have made him less of a danger’. Stone’s lawyers noted that Francis’s report contained a number of inaccuracies. Francis’s overall conclusion was that the murders couldn’t have been prevented. Dr Shaun Russell, the husband of Lin and father of Megan and Josie, differed and stated very clearly that had everybody done their jobs properly the crime would not have happened. Shaun Russell was actually very impressive at the time as the one voice of reason – he spoke eloquently of the sympathy that he felt for Stone when he heard the details of Stone’s life and he also seemed to see straight through the crap that was emanating from the ‘services’ and Robert Francis. The ‘services’ had screwed up big style and had also at times lied to conceal their shortcomings.

The aftermath of all this caused the New Labour Gov’t to go into overdrive regarding the problem of ‘personality disordered’ patients who were categorised as ‘untreatable’. By this time I was well-acquainted with how the mental health services actually conducted business and as far as I could see the diagnosis of ‘personality disorder’ meant no more than that for a multitude of possible reasons, the mental health services didn’t want to treat the person concerned, although the person in question may be desperately trying to gain help. I suspect that the Gov’t knew this as well. New Labour stated that they would pass legislation enabling people with ‘personality disorders’ to gain treatment and documents such as ‘Personality Disorder: No Longer A Diagnosis Of Exclusion’ were eventually produced. Something interesting happened at this time – psychiatrists went apeshit, and lobbied the Gov’t en masse. Politicians admitted to receiving numerous communications from psychiatrists maintaining that no matter what legislation was passed they would continue to choose whom they would or would not treat. At the time someone remarked on the irony of all this to me. I was told that Robert Bluglass was a strong opponent of the proposed legislation but it was actually the sort of pronouncements that he had made – regarding people that he and his colleagues ‘knew’ were ‘dangerous’ because of their ‘personality disorders’ – that had led to these proposals. (The relevant phrase Bluglass is ‘hoisted by your own petard’.) In a panic, New Labour did what it did on a number of other occasions – passed some very dangerous ill thought-out legislation ie. the Mental Health Act 2007, which stated that ‘dangerous’ people with ‘mental disorders’ could be locked up even if they had not yet committed a crime. My co-researcher and I have not been able to find any information that suggests that any part of this legislation has ever been repealed, although the debate concerning it now seems to have stopped. However patients are still killing themselves after they’ve been refused treatment on the grounds that they have a ‘personality disorder’ – just look at the record of dear old Dr Tony Roberts and the Hergest Unit… The legislation hasn’t stopped serious crime and it hasn’t secured treatment for patients who are requesting it but are being denied it – time to scrutinise the conduct of psychiatrists rather than the patients perhaps… It would be a good idea to actually prosecute them when they have been found to have broken the law as well.

 

More On Those Prisons For Folk Who Dared Complain

An earlier blog post, ‘The Night Of The (Dr Chris) Hunter’, explains in details how in 1989 scores of people employed by Gwynedd Health Authority and Gwynedd Social Services – most of whom I didn’t even know existed at the time – colluded with the Welsh Office in working very hard to have me declared dangerous and incarcerated after I’d complained about criminal activity and abuse in the north Wales mental health services. These efforts were largely being led by a psychiatrist at Ysbyty Gwynedd who killed himself some four years ago whom I call Dr X, as well as Lucille Hughes and Keith Fearns from Gwynedd Social Services and Ron Evans, a lawyer employed by Gwynedd County Council and Andrew Park, a lawyer from the Welsh Office. This bunch were utilising the talents of a forensic psychiatrist from south Wales, one Dr Chris Hunter – another man whom I had never heard of – in their attempts to have me declared dangerous and banged up without trial. I mentioned in the previous blog post that Dr Chris Hunter held a meeting with those prepared to tell so many porkies about me when he travelled to north Wales for another meeting with Dr DJC Davies at a place called Garth Angharad Hospital, which was described as being an institution for ‘abnormal mentally ill criminals’. I also mentioned that one of the boys who had claimed to be a victim of the north Wales paedophile ring in the recent criminal trials had been detained at Garth Angharad and I speculated that this clearly operated as a personal prison – along with the North Wales Hospital Denbigh – used by the north Wales mental health services for anyone who asked a few too many questions.

Garth Angharad is near Dolgellau and when I wrote my previous post I presumed that it was a state facility owned and run by the then Gwynedd Health Authority. I was wrong – a reader of this blog has been doing some research into Garth Angharad and has pointed me in the direction of some fascinating information. Garth Angharad was owned and run by one Paul Hett, also known as Simon Paul Hett. Paul Hett gave evidence at the Waterhouse Tribunal in 1998 and was described as a ‘headmaster’. Paul Hett was an odd sort of headmaster – he had entered teaching in the 1960s after marrying someone from a teaching family and seems to have been set up in the private schools business by his father-in-law. He did eventually gain teaching qualifications but Paul Hett’s credentials as a teacher by the time that he moved to north Wales in the mid 70s seemed to be substantially predicated on the basis of him owning and managing three establishments in the Dolgellau area which were variously described as ‘children’s homes’, ‘residential schools’ or schools for ‘special needs’ children. Hett’s business arrangements certainly seem complicated – these establishments functioned as different things at different times, were sometimes registered with Gwynedd County Council and sometimes not. Nearly all the staff were described in various inspection reports as inexperienced and unqualified. The Welsh Office, HMIs and even Gwynedd County Council were highly critical of Paul Hett’s ‘schools’ and the Waterhouse Report was very rude about Paul Hett as well. Allegations of sexual abuse and cruelty at the schools had been made and at least some of those allegations were accepted in the Waterhouse Report. So the Welsh Office and Gwynedd County Council were aware of the flaky institutions run by Paul Hett – institutions from which local authorities had withdrawn children after abuse allegations – yet this man was allowed to own and run a facility for ‘mentally abnormal offenders’, a client group that would be even more difficult than the troubled and vulnerable youngsters that were placed in Hett’s schools. I can’t imagine that Hett raised his standards especially for Garth Angharad. But Hett’s career didn’t stop at owning and managing questionable establishments for vulnerable people or indeed a prison for anyone who dared complain about the abuse that was endemic in the mental health services and children’s services in north Wales. At one point Hett qualified as a solicitor – and was subsequently struck off for embezzling clients money. Hett also had business interests in Dolgellau Golf Club. So he’s had fingers in many pies.

I have noticed that in recent media reports referring to the gross abuses of vulnerable people in previous decades that are finally coming to light, comments along the lines of ‘ooh it was a long time ago’, or ‘it was past failures’ or even ‘we want to move on’ are made in a desperate attempt to excuse some dreadful things. Now one reason why I started writing this blog was that I knew that so many of the people involved in the abuses and failures at the North Wales Hospital in the 1980s are still employed – sometimes in very senior positions – in health and social care. It might be thirty years ago now but It Matters – these people committed some very serious offences and what they did was not acceptable even back then, that’s why they went to such lengths to conceal what was happening. The general public would have been horrified if they had known what was going on in the mental health and children’s services and they would have wanted those involved to face criminal charges. But even an old cynic like me who has witnessed some pretty awful things can be lulled into thinking that perhaps the worst is past. I had assumed that Garth Angharad had shut down long ago. My reader enlightened me – it hasn’t. It now operates as a ‘care home’ for people with mental health problems, run by something called the Treherne Group. One of the directors of Treherne is a Paul Hett. Not that you’d ever know that this ‘care home’ exists – you can drive around Arthog (the location of Garth Angharad) for hours and you’d still never know that it was there. There are no signs or notices and the area is heavily wooded with a lot of isolated buildings down tracks and drives that can’t be seen from the main lane. No-one to see you, no-one to hear you scream and a very long way for anyone to visit should you request it – and a long way from a railway station should you manage to do a runner… Whilst I was researching Mr Hett, I discovered that his wife and sister run Cerrig Camu, a residential home near Dolgellau for people with mental health problems, learning disabilities and autism. Cerrig Camu is part of the Regard Group and their website is plastered with details of the many awards that they have won. However I notice that Cerrig Camu seems to be constantly advertising for staff. Whilst browsing a website established for workers in social care to give feedback on their employers I discovered why – the feedback from people who have been employed at Cerrig Camu and at Regard in general is unremittingly grim. Allegations of not being paid what had been previously agreed were made, along with allegations of promised training not materialising. Not that Regard will mind – the senior managers were recently invited to the House of Lords to be congratulated on their sterling efforts!

Whilst researching the history of Garth Angharad and Paul Hett I was struck by how many familiar names popped up. Good old Gwynedd Social Services and Gwynedd County Council were there again and again, but so were the names of some other local authorities such as Islington which are now now known to have been infiltrated by paedophile rings – they were placing children in Hett’s establishments. I have explained on this blog how it is clear that there was a UK-wide network of ‘professionals’ that was firmly established even by the late 1980s that were concealing criminal activity and serious abuse of vulnerable people in north Wales. So during my research into Garth Angharad I was interested to notice that St Andrew’s Hospital in Northampton cropped up. I have mentioned St Andrew’s Hospital previously (please see post ‘Family Annihilation’) – it played a role in a possible major miscarriage of justice in the mid 1980s and more recently has been the centre of allegations of serious abuse of patients. In 1981, Howard Hughes, a former Bryn Estyn resident (Bryn Estyn being the children’s home in Wrexham where serious sexual abuse of boys occurred), was sectioned under the Mental Health Act, sent to St Andrew’s Hospital Northampton and then to Garth Angharad. Howard Hughes became very much more famous in 1996 when he was convicted of the murder of 5 year old Sophie Hook – he denied it, the evidence against him was circumstantial and to this day many people believe that this was a serious miscarriage of justice. But Howard Hughes had a chromosome abnormality which led to him growing exceptionally tall, as well as a learning disability and a truly dire mug shot of him was released by the police – so he looked like a murderer which always helps in such cases. He had a long criminal record and the police maintained that they had suspected him of a number of previous sex attacks on children but had not been able to gain the evidence needed for a prosecution (this man had been involved with the mental health services and children’s care system – surely the police could have just found a few people willing to perjure themselves as they did so often when allegations were levelled at me?). After initially arresting Hughes for Sophie’s murder, the police then released him but re-arrested him when they conveniently discovered a stack of indecent images of children at his home. The Home Office pathologist who gave evidence regarding Sophie Hook’s injuries and the way in which they were incurred was another person who has previously starred on this blog, Dr Donald Wayte, who has in the past felt able to mouth off about matters way beyond his experience. Hughes’s trial was at Chester Crown Court – that’s the Chester Crown Court where, five years earlier, four members of staff from Gwynedd Social Services lied in order to attempt to imprison me and who, when it became clear that they had lied, were given the opportunity to rewrite their statements by one Justice Roche, who has now disappeared off the face of the earth. (Please see post ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’ for a full account of the corruption that went on.) Who knows, if I had been born with a chromosome abnormality and a learning disability I too could be serving a life sentence for murder on the personal orders of David Blunkett, just like Howard Hughes is.

Since being convicted of the murder of Sophie, Howard Hughes alleged that he was abused at Bryn Estyn and launched a case for compensation. It was very soon blown out of the water and there was much public anger that he had even attempted to sue – because he was a vicious criminal. As were so many of the people whom he had encountered throughout his life before he was imprisoned, but they haven’t been caught yet.

I mentioned earlier that Garth Angharad is hidden away near Dolgellau in a heavily wooded area. It’s in a very scenic place, near the Mawddach Estuary in Snowdonia, an isolated place but popular with walkers. It hit the UK media last week because Theresa May was on a walking holiday there, where it was alleged that she made the decision to call the General Election whilst chilling out with her husband. May and hubby stayed at Penmaenuchaf Hall Hotel, which is just down the road from Garth Angharad! I read in the media reports that Theresa was followed at all times whilst she was there by two bodyguards. It isn’t the likes of Theresa who needs the bodyguards – she won’t be in any danger, her policy of privatising mental health services is manna from heaven for Paul Hett et al.

Family Annihilation?

Earlier today I was reading an article about the phenomenon of ‘family annihilation’, ie. the murder of several members of the same family by another family member. Received wisdom maintains that this is usually perpetrated by a man and that he very often kills himself after committing the murders. Although examples of this undoubtedly exist, the article that I read, like so many articles that I read regarding the ‘psychological profiling’ of offenders, was really quite flaky (excellent examples of such flakiness are currently being provided by the plethora of ‘experts’ spouting vacuous rubbish about the man who has just committed the ‘Westminster terrorist attack’ – he actually doesn’t fit any of the previous ‘profiles’ drawn up for terrorists but that hasn’t stopped the ‘profilers’ from commentating).

The article that I read this morning conflated several historical examples of ‘family annihilation’ and I couldn’t see that they actually had anything in common – indeed one of the examples given was a famous case involving the brutal rape of a young woman and the murder of her family by a burglar who had tried to blame the murders on her. However, there was a case mentioned in the article from 1985 that I remember very well – the case of Jeremy Bamber, a man who is now serving a life sentence for the murder of his parents, his sister and her two children.

I followed the Bamber case at the time – it received enormous media coverage, because it involved the themes of multiple murder, mental illness and a former model, which is an irresistible combination to a tabloid editor. But the reason that I was so interested in it was that much of the case rested on psychiatric evidence – and I had begun to discover by then that psychiatrists sometimes tell Very Big Lies to conceal their own wrongdoing or mistakes. The Bambers were a wealthy farming family from Essex and one day Jeremy Bamber’s sister, Sheila Caffael (a former model), her parents and her two children were found shot dead. Initially it was assumed that Sheila, who had a history of serious mental illness, had killed her parents, her children and then herself. However the investigation took a turn and the police arrested and charged Jeremy Bamber, alleging that he had committed the murders and blamed his sister. At the time I thought that this would have been quite an easy thing for him to do, particularly as Sheila had a diagnosis of ‘paranoid schizophrenia’ and we all know that ‘paranoid schizophrenics’ are mass murderers don’t we. However I also noticed that there was no forensic evidence against Jeremy Bamber – the ‘evidence’ that really seemed to do for him was a psychiatrist’s opinion that Sheila, who was his patient, would not have been capable of this and had never showed any signs of aggression. The psychiatrist’s evidence at the time was controversial and caused upset to the wider family, not because he stated that Sheila wasn’t aggressive, but because he had stated his opinion that Sheila’s psychotic illness had been precipitated, or at least exacerbated, by an incident that had occurred when she was 17. The psychiatrist alleged that her mother had found her in bed with a boyfriend and had given her such a bad time that it had affected her mental health. The picture of Sheila’s mother painted in Court was dreadful, a sort of Grade A religious maniac, along the lines of Mrs White in the horror film ‘Carrie’. After the case, the extended family gave statements to the media expressing their distress regarding the portrayal of family life chez Bamber, maintaining that it was grossly inaccurate.

Jeremy Bamber has always maintained his innocence, although he has been unsuccessful at appeal. However, a lot of things have come to light since his conviction – including the disappearance of crucial photographic evidence that would support the theory that Sheila had indeed carried out the murders, the discovery of a tape recording of Jeremy’s father ringing for help saying that Sheila had got hold of the shotgun and was going ‘beserk’ and evidence that Sheila’s ex-husband was so concerned about her mental health that he felt that the their children should not be in her care. Jeremy Bamber’s legal team have requested the release of the psychiatric evidence in full – and it has been denied. There is now so much concern about the Bamber case that some people that one would not usually associate with the defending of convicted mass murderers have been campaigning on his behalf, including a former Tory MP. Although I have always wondered whether Bamber was a victim of a dreadful miscarriage of justice, I also always wondered why, if the psychiatrist did lie in this case, he would have done so. I now have a clue. It has been revealed that Sheila’s ‘care and treatment’ was actually very poor. It is alleged that the people treating her barely knew her and furthermore that the family had been raising concerns about her mental health with the people treating her and had been ignored. So pretty much par for the course then. I have now discovered something else. That Sheila had been treated at St Andrew’s Hospital, Northampton. This hospital is notorious. It is a big private hospital that has been at the centre of many allegations of patient neglect and mistreatment. There have also been a number of patient deaths there in worrying circumstances. Some relatives of patients are now demanding an inquiry into what has been happening at St Andrews. Sheila was of course treated there a very long time ago, but as we have seen with the legacy of the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, troubled institutions leave a toxic cloud around them. Because no-one is ever dismissed, struck-off or prosecuted, bad staff remain in post, they transmit their bad practice to future staff, this becomes known and good staff don’t apply for jobs in that region.

I now have documents demonstrating that NOT ONE ‘second opinion’ or ‘expert witness’ involved in my own case dared state in writing that there was very serious abuse happening in the mental health services in north Wales, yet they all knew it. Many of these ‘expert opinions’ actively lied in an attempt to conceal what was happening, others just walked away as fast as they could. In retrospect, I believe that the fairest people involved were Dr James Earp, Dr David Mawson and Dr Chris Jones. They were at least honest enough not to make up ludicrous allegations about my extreme dangerousness – but they didn’t dare document what was actually happening, although they all had the evidence in front of them. James Earp worked in Leicester at a time when, as in north Wales, a paedophile ring was operating in the social services, which will undoubtedly have had a knock-on effect on the mental health services – victims of paedophiles tend to end up in the mental health system. Dr Mawson had been horribly burnt when he had tried to stop serious abuse of patients at Ashworth Hospital. And Dr Chris Jones worked in north Wales himself and would have known exactly what his colleagues were capable of if he dared admit what was happening. Everybody else, including some very big names in UK psychiatry – Prof Robert Bluglass, Prof Nigel Eastman, Prof Tom Burns, Dr Paul Bowden, Dr Robin Jacobson – kept absolutely schtum. The appalling Dr Robert Kehoe, an ‘independent expert’, lied through his teeth and the charming Dr Chris Hunter – whom I had never even met – was right at the centre of the attempts to have me banged up in a secure hospital. (Please see previous blog posts for a full account of the extensive skulduggery.)

In view of the evidence that I now have in my possession regarding how psychiatry and the legal system actually work, I don’t think that it is entirely improbable that Jeremy Bamber has ended up serving a life sentence because someone wanted to conceal the fact that St Andrew’s had a patient whose care and treatment was not what it should have been and who subsequently murdered her family.

What will make it such an uphill struggle for people like Jeremy Bamber if they are indeed innocent is the serious nature of the crimes for which they have been fitted up. Who is going to want to defend someone who’s killed a number of other people? What if one defends them and they are actually guilty?

A prime example of a murder so dreadful that no-one would ever want to defend who did it was the murder of Mabel Leyshon from Menai Bridge. She was an old lady whose body was found horribly mutilated – it was alleged that whoever had killed her had decanted some of her blood off into a cup and drank it, her intestines had been removed and spread around and various artefacts in the room had been arranged in a bizarre ritualistic way. The killing horrified north Wales – but the region received an even bigger shock when an arrest was made. The person arrested for the murder was the paperboy, 17 year old Matthew Hardman. The North Wales Police let it be known that they were absolutely convinced that Hardman was guilty, although he protested his innocence. The only ‘evidence’ that I ever heard about pointing to Hardman was a partial footprint of a training shoe.

I do not know Matthew Hardman or anyone who knows him, but there were a lot of rather strange things about this case. This was a boy of 17 who had left school weeks before who had allegedly murdered an old lady and had done various terrible things with her body, including drinking her blood. No-one from his school ever remembered anything about him that was even untoward, yet alone suggested that he was capable of this. Yet when he was found guilty, Mathew Hardman was judged as ‘not being mentally ill’ and was sent to prison. Everyone was gobsmacked – if he had actually done this, by definition he wasn’t on the same planet as the rest of us and everyone wondered why he had not been sent to a special hospital like Ashworth, where people who commit this sort of crime usually end up. Some years ago I was told that the person who ‘assessed’ Matthew Hardman wasn’t even a psychiatrist. I had presumed that one of our local home grown bits of talent such as the notorious Dr Laurence Chesterman had carried out the ‘assessment’ and as ever declared the offender to be not at all mentally ill, lest someone actually had to treat him. But I was told that the ‘assessment’ had actually been carried out by a Hergest nurse who was doing a PhD on offenders. If this is true, I find it deeply worrying – a PhD student, from a dreadfully troubled local psychiatric unit, was deemed suitable to carry out an assessment in a case like this. I knew the Hergest nurse named and he was no better than the rest of them there. The person who told me this claimed to have actually discussed Matthew Hardman with this assessing nurse and the nurse allegedly maintained that Hardman wasn’t ill, he was just obsessed with vampires, as evidenced by his fondness of the TV show Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I could barely believe what I was hearing – every teenager in the country at that time watched Buffy, they didn’t all murder and disembowel an old lady down the road. I know that I only received this information second hand, but from what I now know of the Hergest Unit and it’s dodgy practices after receiving a huge amount of documentation previously denied to me, I am prepared to believe that this could have happened.

Regarding the flakiness of the whole diagnostic process, there was a very interesting story some weeks ago in the Daily Post online, concerning Matthew Hardman. The Daily Post reported the comments of yet another psychiatric nurse, this time someone who met Hardman when he was sent to HMP Altcourse, who was allegedly providing a ‘chilling insight’ into Matthew Hardman. The nurse in question was promoting a book that he had written. This nurse made some very telling comments. The nurse spent a year ‘working with’ Hardman BEFORE his conviction, presumably when he was on remand. This nurse was the first ‘medical person’ to ‘examine’ him. But he was a nurse – most nurses do not consider that they ‘examine’ someone without the back-up of specialists, usually psychiatrists or clinical psychologists. No matter what one’s views on the hierarchy of these professions is, it is usually a team effort. This nurse told the Daily Post that Hardman was ‘fresh faced, well spoken, and nothing like what the general public may consider a murderer to look like’. (So what does ‘a murderer’ look like? Harold Shipman looked like a middle aged GP.) The insightful nurse stated that he liked Matthew and found that he was an engaging boy. But the nurse noticed that when Matthew arrived at prison he had a ‘huge grin’ on his face. (Teenage boys tend to grin in some very odd circumstances.) But although Matthew Hardman had not yet been convicted, the insightful nurse saw straight through him – he knew that he was watching a ‘killer’ and furthermore that this killer was ‘a paranoid schizophrenic’. So although there was nothing untoward about Matthew Hardman at all, this nurse knew that he was a paranoid schizophrenic (I think even Dr Tony Roberts would need to conjure up a few symptoms for that diagnosis). It gets better – although Hardman maintained his innocence throughout and still does today, the insightful nurse knew that he was guilty. Before the trial. The insightful nurse claimed that the evidence was ‘overwhelming’ – before the trial. Before the evidence had been presented. The insightful nurse had another memory too – that on the day that he was sentenced, Hardman asked him if he thought that he was guilty. Of course the insightful nurse knew that he was guilty, along with being a paranoid schizophrenic, so he said yes. Matthew Hardman curled up into a foetal position and started to cry. Now if he was indeed guilty, Matthew Hardman had just been sentenced to life imprisonment for a dreadful crime, so crying was probably in order. If he wasn’t guilty, as he maintained, the situation was worse than horrific. The insightful nurse told the Daily Post that he had 38 yrs of experience as a mental health nurse – now as I have found out to my cost, mental health professionals can have many years of experience and still be dishonest, corrupt, stupid, bigoted or just plain wrong. Interestingly enough, the insightful mental health nurse mentioned that just after he met Matthew Hardman, he referred Matthew to a psychiatrist who concluded that he had ‘no mental issues’. The mental health nurse found this ‘mind boggling’. Obviously because with his special insight, he knew that Matthew Hardman was a paranoid schizophrenic. This is how such ‘diagnoses’ are made – and opinions conjured up thus are presented in Court as evidence from experts. If you are safely in your sitting room many miles away from these people thirty years after the event reading your medical notes, it is laughable. But if you’re in prison on remand for a serious crime and no-one else actually knows whether you’ve committed it or not and your fate lies with this bunch of dickwits, it’s terrifying

There are numerous inconsistencies and worrying aspects of the Matthew Hardman case – I thought that it was all very odd at the time and that was before I was told about the ‘assessment’ being done by a lacklustre Hergest PhD student who was actually known to me. Whether one believes that Hardman is guilty or not guilty, there are still many worrying things in this case. Hardman’s own mother was a psychiatric nurse.  No-one who knew them had anything bad to say about any of the family. I know that does not mean that he didn’t commit the crime, but if anything has gone wrong in this case at all – whether it is a miscarriage of justice or whether he is guilty but has not been appropriately assessed – the nature of this crime would make it very difficult for Hardman and his family to get a fair hearing. Remember the Birmingham Six, the Guildford Four, Annie MacGuire? They were all completely innocent and spent years in prison because of the disgust at the crimes that they had allegedly committed.

The murder of Mabel Leyshon was so horrific that whoever was accused of that was going to be consigned to society’s dustbin. I have no idea whether Matthew Hardman was guilty or not, or whether he had complained at any point or caused anyone to have a grievance against him within the system, but I do know that psychiatric diagnoses and allegations of ‘dangerousness’ are bandied about with bugger all evidence and this seems to be a classic example. A nurse by his own admission ‘knew’ that Hardman was guilty as soon as he clapped eyes on him – oh and he was a paranoid schizophrenic to boot. No-one else came up with that diagnosis and no ‘symptoms’ are described, but that nurse ‘knew’ so there – and now he’s flogging a book about it all.

Another case worth mentioning here is that of Michael Stone who was convicted of the murder of Lin and Megan Russell and the attempted murder of Josie Russell – again, a terrible crime. Yett Stone maintains that he didn’t do it and the only ‘evidence’, if I remember rightly, was his psychiatrist claiming that Stone fitted the profile of whoever had committed this crime.  I know that psychiatrists lie, they lied about me, a lot of them lied about me and some very famous ones lied about me. And I had not committed an offence, no-one had accused me of murdering someone, all I had done was try and expose some very serious abuses in north Wales – and they were trying to make a case for banging me up in a special hospital. Michael Mansfield’s book ‘Presumed Guilty’ describes how many innocent people end up wrongly convicted because juries do not believe that the police lie on oath in Court. Mansfield maintains that the police lie in Court and they do it regularly. Well psychiatrists lie and they do it regularly too. I note that there is now great concern being expressed in some quarters that Michael Stone is indeed innocent and there is suspicion that the person who attacked the Russells may have actually been Levi Bellfield, currently serving a sentence for the murder of Milly Dowler. Michael Stone, like Jeremy Bamber, has not won an appeal. However Michael Stone’s legal team recently requested the return of a shoelace found at the scene of the crime that did not belong to Stone in order to carry out DNA tests on it – the shoelace never arrived, it ‘went missing’.

Lest any readers believe that there are enough checks and balances in the UK legal system to prevent an entirely innocent person being banged up on the evidence of a dodgy doctor – after all I never was actually imprisoned myself (God only knows how I avoided it though), despite the valiant efforts of so many ‘top doctors’ as the Sun would describe them – I will mention the name of Sally Clark.

The BMA and It’s Ethics

Today’s Mail Online has a headline screaming that a ‘Doctors’ Ethics Boss’ is expressing her ‘abhorrent’ views that women should be permitted to terminate a pregnancy on the grounds of the gender of the foetus alone http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-4327606/Let-mums-abort-babies-wrong-sex-says-ethics-boss.html

The ‘doctors ethics boss’ in question is actually Professor Wendy Savage, a retired obstetrician and gynaecologist, who is a member of the BMA’s medical ethics committee. Prof Savage has given an interview to the Mail On Sunday in which she states her opinion that current legislation preventing terminations on the grounds of the gender of the foetus should be scrapped, that women should be able to request a termination at any stage of their pregnancy and that ‘abortion pills’ should be available to women online without them having to consult a nurse or a doctor. The Mail is horrified and has dug up Conservative MP Mark Field to provide a comment.

This report will come as no surprise to anyone who knows anything about Wendy Savage. She has supported abortion on demand for many years on feminist principles. The Mail Online mentions that Prof Savage developed her ‘strident views’ whilst working in Nigeria and Kenya and witnessing the effects of botched criminal abortions. They fail to mention that during her career in the UK, she worked in Tower Hamlets, which was I think the poorest region in the UK whilst she was working there, containing a lot of very marginalised women from immigrant communities. Wendy Savage worked with some women who were having a very hard time indeed and who were being exposed to the sort of violence, oppression and discrimination that most readers of the Mail On Sunday would know nothing of. Whether one agrees with abortion on demand or not, Wendy Savage knows a lot more about the factors that lead to unwanted pregnancies and the desperate measures to terminate those pregnancies than the Mail On Sunday does, or indeed probably Mark Field.

I was surprised to read that Wendy Savage is a member of the BMA ethics committee. Followers of the blog know that I have a very low opinion of the BMA and have exposed institutional corruption within the BMA on this blog. Wendy Savage suffered very badly at the hands of the medical establishment herself. Some readers may remember that she hit the media in the mid-1980s when she was suspended from her job at the London Hospital. It received an enormous amount of media publicity and a high-profile campaign was launched by an assorted group of patients and feminists to reinstate her. The media coverage at the time presented Wendy Savage as, variously, a female victim of a male-dominated profession, a socialist being harassed by a bunch of Tories, or as a practitioner favouring low-intervention deliveries coming up against practitioners who favoured high-tech births. However the reality seemed to be that she and the professor of the dept in which she worked simply loathed each other. Wendy Savage faced charges of incompetence which her supporters maintained were completely trumped up, the result of a trawling exercise. She was eventually cleared, but obstacles were nonetheless put in her way to prevent her making a speedy return to clinical work and it was years before she was able to resume her teaching role. I have described previously on this blog how just about the only thing that will actually cause a doctor to be suspended or struck off is them falling out with their colleagues – they can do pretty much anything malpractice-wise and it will be tolerated, but if they fall foul of their colleagues they’ll find themselves up on a disciplinary charge in front of the General Medical Council.

I attended a lecture given by Wendy Savage in the early 1990s and the one thing that I remember most is that she was not afraid to ruffle feathers. Most of the audience were obstetricians and Mrs Savage (this was before she was given a Chair) talked very firmly even back then of her belief that no doctor should ever prevent a woman from accessing a termination. A number of doctors present were ideologically against abortion and were refusing to participate in abortion – which they had the right to do – and they were told by Wendy Savage that if they felt like that then they shouldn’t be working in obs and gynae. That caused a lot of ill-feeling. She was then questioned regarding the rumours circulating that she was prepared to perform many repeat terminations on the same patients. She robustly defended herself, gave a sound defence of her practice – basically describing the chaotic lives and huge difficulties that such women were encountering – but elicited gasps of shock from the whole audience when she stated that she had performed I think something like 27 terminations on one patient. Most people in the audience just could not accept that. During the lecture I was particularly interested in one thing that she said. Wendy Savage told that audience that she knew that there were doctors in London at that time who were unlawfully preventing women from accessing abortion. She told of patients who had told her that when they had asked their GPs to refer them for an abortion, the GPs had said things like ‘it’s illegal for you to have an abortion, I’d be struck off the Register’. She observed that she believed that these women were telling the truth and quoting verbatim, because they were women with very low levels of education ‘who would not have known that a Register existed’. By the time that I attended this lecture, I’d had the North Wales Mental Health Services Experience, so I knew that doctors lied and broke the law – I was most interested to hear Mrs Savage admit it.

The Mail Online article mentions the suspicion that some women from South Asia are requesting terminations of female foetuses. I note that Wendy Savage maintains that there is actually no evidence that this is happening. This is interesting, because as I have mentioned, Wendy Savage worked with immigrant communities in Tower Hamlets. I also suspect that she is culturally rather more sensitive than a lot of people – she was married to a black man and I understand that she experienced a degree of racism herself because of this.

I always thought that Wendy Savage was rather different to the rest of the London medical establishment – she didn’t have the overbearing pomposity that so many of them flaunted and she certainly seemed to have a much greater understanding of poverty than most of them. However, I was interested to find out this morning that not only is Prof Savage a member of the BMA ethics committee, but that she also sat on the GMC for 16 years. That is the same GMC that allowed the likes of Harold Shipman to practice as well as many other people who should never have been let loose on the general public, the same GMC that ignored my concerns that terrible malpractice was happening in the mental health services in north Wales. The same GMC that forged a document that I now have a copy of in order to conceal the abuses and neglect at the Hergest Unit. So is Wendy Savage Of Them or not? She could have been a lone voice among the excesses of the BMA and GMC – or she could have been like Dr David Healy, Dr Richard Tranter, Dr DGE Wood, Dr Huw Roberts et al and have been giving a really good impersonation of someone who was not participating in the extensive wrongdoing but who was nonetheless in it up to their eyeballs. The jury is still out…

However, whilst all this was happening in London, I’d made a few observations about the state of obstetric/gynaecological care in north west Wales. I arrived at Bangor as a student in October 1981. That was many years after the 1967 Act made abortion legal. Yet what I remember most about Fresher’s Week at Bangor, more than all the clubs and societies imploring one to join, more than everyone making new friends in hall, was the Students Union distributing literature to all the freshers explaining what to do if you get pregnant. At first I thought that this was really distasteful, your cut out n keep guide on how to get an abortion – but then I read it and I realised that there was a very big problem. This literature was being handed out because the consultants at St David’s Hospital in Bangor were anti-abortion and had declared that they would ensure that women would not be able to access abortions in north Wales for any reason. And they were highly effective in doing this. So students were all made aware that if they wanted to terminate a pregnancy they would have to go to Chester to a private clinic because it was not possible to access abortion in north Wales. Full instructions were given regarding the people that you had to contact for help – and none of them were gynaecologists in north Wales. At this time the University had its own Student Health Centre – it’s where I ended up encountering T. Gwynne Williams, the lobotomist. I knew people at Bangor who did get pregnant whilst they were at University and who had terminations – the Student Health Centre were aware of this and they also knew that those students were going to Chester or were going back home if they became pregnant. From what I saw, both in terms of students with mental health problems or students with unwanted pregnancies, they were usually kept well away from the north Wales NHS – I suspect because if the middle-class parents of those students found out about some of the practices in the north Wales NHS there’d have been outrage. I also suspect that I presented a very big problem to the Student Health Centre because I was an undergrad who’d become ill but who wasn’t in a position to be sent back home – which is of course how I discovered so much about the malpractice that local people were clearly being subjected to. The cartel at St David’s and their ban on abortions had another consequence as well. I heard a first-hand account of a woman who was taken to St David’s experiencing a miscarriage. She was treated appallingly – because they thought that they had carried out a home abortion on herself. There was no evidence at all that this woman had done this and no reason to suspect that she would have wanted to – she was a professional person, a married mother of two young children who wanted more children. But what’s the betting that because it was impossible to obtain an abortion in north Wales, St David’s was seeing patients who had procured abortions and that’s why this lady was under suspicion?

It was many years before I was to discover the real horror that lay beneath the situation regarding women with unwanted pregnancies in north Wales however. Readers will probably be aware that under the 1967 Act, a woman is allowed a termination if her mental health will suffer if she continues with the pregnancy and birth. Well guess who was responsible for assessing the mental health of women who were requesting an abortion on those grounds? One Dr Dafydd Alun Jones at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. A man who was known to sexually harass the female staff to such an extent that they didn’t want to be left alone with him, a man who cohabited with two female patients at once at one point, a man about whom five female patients made statements claiming that they had had a sexual relationship with him, a man who was known to have illegally imprisoned at least two women in Denbigh, a man who was sectioning people who complained about him, a man who tried to threaten and bribe patients into dropping their complaints about him, a man who was having a relationship with a woman who was concealing the activities of a paedophile ring, a man running mediocre ‘care homes’ where abuse and neglect was alleged, a man whom drug addicts told me would prescribe them ‘anything they wanted’ and ‘always write you a good court report’ (presumably if you paid him…) This was the man to whom women requesting abortions were allocated once they had been admitted to Denbigh for ‘assessment’. I can only imagine what will have gone on. And as abortions couldn’t be obtained in north Wales anyway, presumably unless those women stumped up the cash to go to Chester they won’t have ever been allowed an abortion, no matter what they agreed to do with Dafydd. Interestingly enough, another one of Dafydd’s ‘responsibilities’ at Denbigh at one point was the ‘women’s wing’. He’s just the sort of person that you want overseeing the ‘women’s wing’ isn’t he – particularly as the only person to whom he had to answer for years was the lobotomist and once the lobotomist was put out to grass Dafydd was completely unaccountable, as my documents demonstrate.

Somehow I suspect that the situation prevailing in north Wales in the 1980s regarding unwanted pregnancies in vulnerable women could better some of the historical horrors coming out of rural Ireland at the moment. A Magdalen laundry would have nothing on Dafydd, Gwynne the lobotomist and Denbigh.

Lest readers conclude that it was only women who were transgressing – or simply believed to be transgressing – in some way who found themselves on the receiving end of the delights of St David’s, I’ll enlighten you. It could happen to anyone who risked giving birth there. I knew a young woman in 1985 who was under enormous strain because her three year old son was severely physically disabled. He could not control his limbs or even hold himself up to sit up. The young woman and her husband had been recently told that their son had cerebral palsy and would be severely disabled for life. It was then admitted that the little boy’s disability had been caused by a birth injury at St David’s. I got to know this young woman quite well and she related an interesting story. When she had been in labour at St David’s she had told them all that she felt that things were not progressing as they should but was ignored and left alone. The level of pain that she was experiencing was ignored as well. She remembered that sometime after this, a midwife suddenly appeared in a panic and rushed her through to the delivery room. The birth was difficult but the young woman was assured that the baby was fine. As the baby grew older, this young woman noticed that he didn’t seem to be developing at the same rate as his peers and she constantly asked for medical opinion. She was repeatedly reassured that there was nothing wrong. It took the medical services in north Wales three years to admit what had happened and that her son would be severely disabled for life. After this young woman and her husband had been given this prognosis, they linked up with other parents who had disabled children. They met another couple whose child had suffered a serious birth injury during delivery at St David’s. The injury had occurred because the obstetrician who had delivered the baby had applied the forceps incorrectly, crushing the back of the baby’s neck. After this incident, the couple were told that the obstetrician had left Dt David’s and had taken up a post in Australia. Thirty years later, there will be two severely disabled adults still living with the effects of those cock-ups and lies. What’s the betting that neither of them will have been offered a penny compensation either.

I heard another everyday story of damaged folk from a member of staff at St David’s as well, again in 1985. I knew a woman who was well-educated but was divorcing a difficult man who had left her with nothing and was refusing to pay maintenance for their children, so she was in a desperate financial position. She therefore took on a number of jobs that were actually well below her level of ability through desperation and lack of opportunity, north Wales being what it was in 1985. One of these jobs was as a member of clerical staff at St David’s Hospital. This lady worked there for months and just watched what was going on. She seemed to be providing clerical support for a senior member of nursing/midwifery staff, whom she described as a real monster. The whole place lived in fear of her and no-one dared cross her path. The lady I knew also noticed something else. That the parents of babies who had been injured or stillborn and who had made a complaint were always offered a meeting with this senior member of staff. Who would then capitalise on their grief and distress and do all that she could to ensure that their complaint went no further. My informant told me that this seemed to have been a well thought out strategy.

Readers from north Wales will know that like Denbigh, St David’s Hospital was closed down and services moved elsewhere, in the case of St David’s into Ysbyty Gwynedd. Did those services improve? Not from what I heard, because as with Denbigh, the building was dispensed with rather than the staff. I have long since been aware of some extraordinary practices at Ysbyty Gwynedd and have documented many of these on this blog. It seems that laypeople have been given access to areas of Ysbyty Gwynedd without appropriate procedures being followed. This seems to have been happening when the children of friends of Ysbyty Gwynedd staff have shown an interest in ‘what happens in a hospital’ – it seems that these schoolchildren have literally been invited in by certain doctors to ‘observe’, without anyone’s permission being sought. I know of a man in Gwynedd who remembered that a pathologist at Ysbyty Gwynedd, one Dr Donald Wayte, ‘was ever so kind’ because he’d let this man into a post mortem when he was 15. This man’s mum had known Wayte and told him that her son had always wanted to see a post-mortem, so bang, he was in. Wayte was another bit of local talent who achieved notoriety many years ago when he announced in the national media – on the basis of no evidence at all – that ‘most’ cot deaths are those of children who’ve been murdered by their parents. The most enormous row followed as scores of bereaved parents appeared in the media telling this offensive old git to shut up. I note that one Avril Wayte sits along with dear old Dafydd Alun Jones on the Board of Trustees of CAIS. Knowing how rife nepotism is in the health and welfare sector of north Wales I presume that Avril is highly likely to be wife or daughter of Donald. I also heard of a first hand account from someone who was undergoing fertility investigations at Ysbyty Gwynedd in the mid-1990s. They had been booked in for a procedure that involves the injection of coloured dye into the Fallopian tubes in order to detect possible obstructions. When they walked into the ‘operating theatre’ for this procedure, among all the other staff present, they noticed what was very obviously a girl of about 13 or 14 sitting in the room positioned in such a way that they would have had a good view of this patient’s anatomy during this procedure. Not relishing the prospect of this, the patient asked this girl who she was. The girl helpfully revealed that she was ‘on work experience’ from one of the local schools. That’s right, a SCHOOLGIRL had been allowed in to Ysbyty Gwynedd to watch gynaecological procedures. Maybe we should be surprised that she wasn’t actually carrying out the procedures herself.

One of the obstetricians who had worked at St David’s and then at Bangor was a Mr Tivey-Jones. I heard a truly extraordinary story about Tivey-Jones in about 2000. I was friends with someone who ran a restaurant on Anglesey, who had become pregnant and was very anxious about a number of health issues. She was so anxious that she decided to ask if she could ‘go private’ under the illusion that she would receive a higher standard of care this way. She was booked in for an ante-natal appointment with this Tivey-Jones. When she went for the appointment she got a bit of a surprise. Although Tivey-Jones carried out the appropriate examinations and I think that she had some sort of scan too, he refused to speak to her. At all. The consultation, if it could be called that, was conducted in absolute silence, although my friend kept trying to ask questions. She ended up in tears and was still not spoken to. After this bizarre event, my friend asked the midwife what the hell was going on, only to be told ‘oh no, Mr Tivey-Jones won’t speak to you, he doesn’t like private patients’. He was however happy to book them in and take their money. I have never met this man, but imagine my surprise when I found a Daily Post article from October 2016, about a group of retired obstetricians and gynaecologists who were objecting to the proposed re-organisation of maternity services in north Wales, alleging that life and limb would be put at risk if services were downgraded at Ysbyty Gwynedd. One of those objecting was a Peter Tivey-Jones. Presumably he longs for the Good Old Days of the St David’s laundry where women were unlawfully denied abortions and were conned into encountering Dafydd for an ‘assessment’, where other women were illegally procuring abortions in desperation, where yet more women suffering miscarriages were treated punitively because they were wrongly suspected of procuring an abortion and where woman who did carry a pregnancy to term ran the risk of a dickwit of a doctor injuring their baby but would not be told if this had happened. And some women wouldn’t be told anything at all because Tivey-Jones refused to speak to them once he’d pocketed their money. And if your luck was really in, you’d encounter a school pupil among the team treating you.

Women seeking terminations of pregnancy on mental health grounds were not alone in encountering an unholy alliance between St David’s Hospital and Denbigh. I know of one woman from a village near Caernarfon who in the late 70s gave birth to a baby boy at St David’s. The baby was taken from her completely against her wishes and was adopted. She spent the rest of her life trying to trace him, but never succeeded. From what she told me, the process leading up to the abduction of this baby involved this woman being detained in Denbigh for a while in order to demonstrate how mad she was, then giving birth at St David’s some months later, where she was physically restrained by members of her family – who had cooked up the deal with Denbigh and St David’s – so that the baby could be forcibly removed from her. Was this woman a teenager when she gave birth, or unmarried perhaps and being subjected to the condemnation that had in an earlier era been dished out to women in these circumstances? No, she was a lady in her thirties who had left her husband and wanted a divorce. Her mother didn’t want her to leave her husband and her mother knew some of the staff at St David’s who offered a solution. This didn’t happen in the nineteenth century, it happened in Bangor in the late 1970s. Furthermore, everyone knew it – the lady in question remained a mental health patient on the books of the notorious Arfon Community Mental Health Team. She used to discuss the possibility of tracing her son with everyone that she knew -some  years later, she had another child, a daughter, who also ended up on the books of the Arfon Community Mental Health Team. This girl knew all about her stolen brother and she too used to talk about her wish to find him. A previous blog post, ‘Another Case of ‘Not Knowing’?’, provides details of a case in which a young female mental health patient at Ysbyty Gwynedd whom I befriended in the early 1990s was being sexually exploited by a group of junior doctors working in the obs and gynae dept of Ysbyty Gwynedd. She became pregnant twice and on each occasion the doctor responsible for the pregnancy arranged a termination – that she didn’t want – to be carried out by his colleagues. The mental health staff at Ysbyty Gwynedd were fully aware of the circumstances under which this young woman became pregnant.

So it wasn’t just in the mental health services that some very unsavoury things were happening. What is so interesting is how the people involved kept up such an audacious front, such as Dafydd attending meetings of religious congregations and lecturing them on the dangers of such things as cannabis and forgetting the Bible verses that one learnt as a child, as described in my blog post ‘A Serious Moral Collapse?’ Blogging about recent history in the field of obstetrics and gynaecology has brought back another memory. When a ruling in the Victoria Gillock case in the 1980s meant that for a short time it was a grey area as to whether GPs were allowed to prescribe the contraceptive pill for teenagers without informing their parents, I remember discussing the ruling with Dr DGE Wood, who was still my GP at that time. I have described elsewhere on the blog how I had no idea until recently exactly what Wood was doing without my knowledge, but how I have now obtained documents demonstrating that Wood was actually a key player in concealing the criminal activities and abuses of Dafydd Alun Jones et al. Wood announced that because of the Gillock ruling, he would not prescribe contraception to teenage girls under any circumstances because ‘I’m not going to go to prison’. He waxed lyrical about this and became quite vexed, yelling ‘I’m not going to go to prison’ several times. Well considering what you got up to over the following years Wood and the fact that I now have the evidence in my possession, I wouldn’t be surprised if you do end up in prison. Earlier today a follower of the blog e mailed me back after I told him that there is going to be a joint meeting of the Betsi Board and the CHC next week and that I would be attending. He suggested that someone should just book a coach, round the whole lot of them up and take them all straight over to Bala Wing in HMP Berwyn…