The Point Is To Change It

Previous posts and my post ‘Lest We Forget’ discuss the complete destabilisation of Bangor University by Dafydd’s gang and their associates from 2003 onwards, the witch-hunt to which my PhD supervisor and his wife were subjected and the plan to completely shaft the then VC, Merfyn Jones, because I had gained a PhD, was undertaking post-doc work and Brown and I had begun publishing about the excesses of the mental health services. Many paedophiles’ friends who were at each other’s throats united with a common purpose because the criminality that they had all been involved with for years was just so serious. The leader of the pack was Prof Fergus Lowe of the School of Psychology, who had built his career and his power base on overthrowing Dafydd’s influence in the University in the late 1980s and replacing it with his own equally toxic influence (see previous posts eg. ‘He’s Not The Messiah, He’s A Very Naughty Boy’ and ‘Feet In Chains’.)

As described in ‘Lest We Forget’, I realised that things were getting very nasty when I received a message from someone who’s daughter had died in the care of the mental health services in Powys telling me that a TV journo wanted to make a documentary on the appalling state of mental health care in the UK and they were interested in my story, yet the day before filming was due to begin the journo asked me to smear the VC when I was interviewed. When I refused I was told that filming could go ahead when I changed my mind. I heard no more, but I had previously been asked by an Angel who worked at Bangor University to place damaging untrue stories in the press about Merfyn after this Angel read an interview that I had given to a newspaper regarding the mental health services in Gwynedd…

Other gems were me being told that Professor Dylan Jones-Evans, an adviser to the Tory Party, intended to ‘blacken Merfyn’s name’ but he was going to wait until Merfyn’s wife had died before doing so, because it ‘will look bad’ if he did it while Nerys was terminally ill. Why was Nerys dying?? Just the little matter of the Top Docs at the Walton Centre finding that there was ‘nothing that they could do’ with regard to Nerys’s brain tumour. Of course some people do die from brain tumours, but Nerys died at a most convenient time for all those people who had stated that ‘we will get rid of him [Merfyn]’ before Nerys ever became ill. Dafydd’s gang ran the Walton Centre (see previous posts). Nerys had crossed the path of the gang herself in the early 1990s, which had resulted in fallacious allegations being made in ‘The Guardian’ about a senior sociologist at Bangor and Nerys was never forgiven (see post ‘Badlands’). Years later she married Merfyn and when he was appointed VC it was just too much for those we know and love to cope with.

At about the same time that Nerys died, a social worker who had been a colleague of Dafydd’s gang, along with her husband, was singing the praises of the Walton Centre who had successfully treated her for a brain tumour and now she was even back at work!

Ah the doctors they were wonderful!

Nerys and Merfyn were/are not neurosurgeons. How would they have ever known if the Top Docs – Dafydd’s associates – had told a few porkies about Nerys’s condition? Neither could they have relied on the second opinion of any other Top Docs; as experience has shown with me, Brown and two other witnesses, cross the paths of Dafydd and the gang and you will not get effective treatment no matter how ill you are and no Top Doctor at all will admit the truth, even if they keep a civil tongue in their head, a smile on their face and indulge in their very best ‘ooh don’t worry, we’ll look after you dear’. I have 30 years worth of documentation which demonstrates that.

At the same time that Dylan was waiting for Nerys to die so that he could blacken Merfyn’s name, another group of paedophiles’ friends were boasting about their plans to frame Merfyn for a crime.

Just before Nerys died, Fungus was telling Bangor University staff that they could forget about Merfyn now, he was finished and Fungus was in control. Dylan however was seriously pissed off because Merfyn ‘had been on his last legs but because he’s had compassionate leave he’s looking a bit better’.

It was widely known in the University that these things were happening, it was openly discussed. I was told that the RAE results were going to be terrible because so many people had co-ordinated to ensure a poor outcome to embarrass Merfyn, because his strategy was to build Bangor into a university with a solid research base. When Merfyn addressed the staff of the School of Education in his capacity as VC, I watched as, at 3-30 pm, the alarms of the watches of nearly everyone in the room went off simultaneously and they all walked out together, leaving Merfyn, my PhD supervisor and one Professor alone in the room with the post-lecture buffet. Many of those who staged the walk-out had previously worked as teachers in Gwynedd when that paedophile gang caused havoc, particularly among SEN kids. Brown and I had a lovely time with that buffet but if I’d been Merfyn I’d have sacked every one of those bastards. The associates of a gang of paedophiles on £40-50k pa who bugger off home at 3-30 pm and make a point of doing so when the VC has arrived to discuss the future of the University…

After the paedophiles’ friends walked out, an e mail was circulated to everyone in the School of Education from an ex-PE teacher inviting all to a meeting to discuss the very big threat that Merfyn posed to them what with his dangerous ideas of building up the research base of the University. My PhD supervisor turned up to find out what was going on only to find himself barred from entry. Paedophiles’ friends only!!!

Other joys at Bangor University at the time were the Finance Clerks Who Say Ni, who modelled themselves on the Knight Who Say Ni in ‘Monty Python and the Holy Grail’. None Shall Pass…

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When we were writing big research grant bids which needed to be accompanied by spreadsheets detailing projected staff costs, materials, everything down to the last penny – which takes days and was the job of the finance dept – some of the finance clerks (not all, but enough of them to cause chaos) would simply say ‘you fill in the spreadsheet’ when they were presented with the documentation. They didn’t just do this to post-docs, I saw the delightful Gareth Who Said Ni flatly refuse to complete the spreadsheet needed by a senior Professor. The Finance Clerks Who Said Ni however did manage to fill in the spreadsheets required by Fungus and the Psychologists and Fungus didn’t even have to chop down a tree with a herring or give the Finance Clerks Who Said Ni a shrubbery. Faced with the Finance Clerks Who Said Ni, I completed my own spreadsheets. The procedure was that the bids had to then be signed off by the Chief Accountant. So I went over to his office, only to find that he was ‘in a meeting with the Psychology Dept and will not be available until next week’. By which time the deadline for submitting the bid would have passed. So the Chief Accountant Said Ni as well.

After the Finance Clerks Who Said Ni successfully caused serious problems, the Translators Said Ni. Because Bangor University is bilingual, all public lectures have to be accompanied with Welsh-English translation facilities and I and my colleagues used to do that for our seminars as well. As the paedophiles’ friends became angrier and angrier, we noticed that translators who had been booked weeks in advance either didn’t turn up to the events or turned up so late that we were unable to hold the lecture or seminar. We couldn’t go ahead without the Translators Who Said Ni because it would contravene the bilingual policy.

The Translators didn’t just Say Ni to small seminars held by my colleagues and I. The Translators Said Ni to Merfyn as well and they did it in spectacular style. At one major public lecture given by the VC which had been very heavily advertised and was fairly crucial, all the translating equipment was checked at the start of the lecture, as usual. It was working. Merfyn began giving the lecture – in Welsh – so all the English speakers put their headphones on. My headphones failed first. I signalled to the translator; I was ignored. Then other people’s headphones failed; they were ignored… Then our headphones came back on again, as Merfyn continued speaking. Then, through everyone’s headphones, loud and clear, came the sound of someone having a pee in the bogs next door. There is no way that was an accident, a Translator Who Said Ni took a microphone into the bog with them and ensured that the sound of them piddling was transmitted into everyone’s headphones. Merfyn had no idea what was happening but he noticed the expressions on the faces of those in the lecture and knew that something was going on. Everyone was far too polite to tell him what the Translators Who Said Ni had done, so after the lecture I told him: They recorded themselves pissing in the loos and made sure that the whole audience heard.

A mole has told me that the Translators Who Said Ni staged these happenings particularly when I was at the events. As usual, the desire of the paedophiles’ friends to cause problems for me screwed things up for a lot of other people as well.

OK Finance Clerks and Translators Who Said Ni, now I’m going to tell my readers where this spiteful campaign against me, my PhD supervisor and Merfyn ended up and I look forward to you trying to justify what you all resorted to.

 

Towards the end of his term as VC, Merfyn was appointed as a member of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board. The excesses of the NW Wales NHS Trust, the mortality rate, the litigation and the downright criminality of that Trust (see previous posts) had become so excruciatingly embarrassing that even the Welsh Gov’t could take no more and Edwina Hart, the then Health Minister, dissolved the Trust, along with the other two lethal, disastrous Trusts in north Wales and replaced them with the Betsi.

We cracked open the champagne, literally, foolishly believing that the services of the bunch of crooks and conmen – all associates of Dafydd – who had caused such destruction in the NHS in north Wales would now be dispensed with. Sadly not. Edwina’s past as a trade unionist and politician who had ignored so much criminality on the part of those we know and love meant that she was deeply compromised and couldn’t deal with them. There was a ‘no redundancies’ agreement with the NHS unions and almost every single one of those lying crooked bastards was recycled into the Betsi Board at their previous salary level, although I had given Edwina Hart enough documentary evidence to have had some of them arrested and charged, particularly Martin Jones, the CEO and Elfed Roberts, the Chairman. See previous posts.

Elfed was the only one who was not recycled into the new Betsi; he was given a seat on the Board of the Welsh Ambulance Trust instead. Martin had a job created for him, as the Director of the Workforce. There were ructions, people in north Wales were outraged at these crooks who had overseen such suffering and chaos just being transferred over to the new organisation. The outcome was that they were surrounding Merfyn, who was a new face in the NHS and the new CEO of the Betsi, Mary Burrows.

I and someone who made a witness statement about the threats and harassment to which he had seen me subjected were told repeatedly that ‘they won’t win’ and ‘when they lose, your life won’t be worth living’. Mary received death threats and I was told by a charming character that ‘we’ll take her out’. NHS union reps turned up to Board meetings and discussed threatening tactics outside in the corridor before the meetings got underway. Martin Jones began a blog, ‘The Workforce Director’s Blog’, which was no more than a vehicle for undermining Mary Burrows; every post was full of veiled insults and threats that were understandable to those of us who knew what was happening behind the scenes. Lies were spread about Mary in the locality and there was race hatred whipped up, Mary being American. I sat in meetings and heard racist insults and abuse directed at Mary.

After some months of sitting as a Betsi Board member, Merfyn resigned as VC. This was because he had been appointed as a SPAD to Leighton Andrews, the Welsh Gov’ts Education Minister and it would have been a conflict of interest for Merfyn to have held both positions. A rumour was sent around the University by the paedophiles’ friends that Merfyn had been embezzling the University funds and that was why he resigned.

After a year of Mary and the Betsi Board doing their best to reign the paedophiles’ friends in, an even bigger mushroom cloud went up when Merfyn was appointed Chairman of the Betsi. What followed was a wonder to behold.

Elfed Roberts began a campaign of terror against Mary and Merfyn when the Menai Deli, a sandwich shop which supplied the WRVS cafe in Ysbyty Gwynedd, lost the contract to Ginsters, a company based in Leicester. Not that is was anything to do with Mary and Merfyn, it was a decision made by WRVS HQ. Elfed’s campaign was based on the alleged ‘discrimination against a small Welsh business’. The small Welsh business in question being the Menai Deli, which happened to be owned by Elfed’s mates. Furthermore, its only contract was with the WRVS cafe in Ysbyty Gwynedd. Elfed’s wife was a leading light in the WRVS in north Wales. The Menai Deli was nothing more than a sub-contractor with regard to the cafe and it had bagged the contract through nepotism, it was not a ‘small Welsh business’, it was a scam. ‘Butty Wars’ was all over the ‘Daily Post’ for weeks and got as far as the London-based newspapers. WRVS HQ were subjected to hate mail and threats and the whole business affected their fund raising. See previous posts. Butty Wars succeeded in making north Wales look dreadful, just a bunch of racist, anti-English neanderthals.

The image of Wales was further tarnished at about the same time when Peter Hain’s house was surrounded by pro-hunting protesters and them telling journalists that Peter Hain ‘isn’t even Welsh, he’s fucking South African’. (I think that he’s Kenyan actually.) By the way liberators, Peter Hain’s mates were blown up and killed when he was in South Africa because he and his friends fought a bunch of racist bastards; Peter Hain was a braver man than you wankers. He came to the UK because he would have been killed if he’d stayed in South Africa. Furthermore, because he still insisted upon defending the rights of black people in South Africa when he was in the UK, someone tried to fit him up for a bank robbery and even after he was cleared, the old git of a Presiding judge insulted him. That judge was Sir Alan King-Hamilton, a friend of Sir Ronnie Waterhouse, Sir Ronnie being the man who concealed the VIP paedophile ring run by Dafydd and the gang.

Oh so you’re going to protest outside Peter Hain’s house because he’s not Welsh?? Why don’t you take a few corrupt judges who assisted a gang of paedophiles along with you, I’d recommend Huw Daniel myself, Huw’s Welsh as well, his dad was one of the founders of Plaid (see post ‘Tan yn Llyn’). Huw Daniel has spent his whole life kicking Welsh people who aren’t as privileged as him in the teeth. Is that to your liking? After you’ve invited a few corrupt Welsh judges to join you outside Peter Hain’s house in your protest re his racial origins, go and get your DNA analysed. No, it won’t show that you are related to the ancient Welsh Princes, no matter what Dafydd Iwan thinks, but you will find that you share over 90% of your DNA with vegetable matter, as does every other human being on the planet. DNA’s like that, it’s not very helpful to racist idiots.

I remember the dear old NF slogan well: ‘Racial purity means national security.’ Unfortunately for the NF, the Brits are one of the most mixed ‘races’ on earth…

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After the cause of Butty Wars was sadly lost, there was an attempt at a repeat performance when a lovely little Welsh company owned by Welsh people in the heart of Wales called Blas ar Fwyd lost its contract to supply the patients’ snacks trolley in Ysbyty Gwynedd with cakes containing even more sugar than Mr Kripling’s cakes. Who owns Blas ar Fwyd?? Dafydd’s son, Deiniol ap Dafydd.

Calon Lan!

Elfed and Dafydd only wanted the best for the patients of Ysbyty Gwynedd, which was why they ignored the sky high mortality rates and flogged the patients butties and snacks produced by businesses owned by their friends and relatives.

I knew someone who kept Elfed under observation during Butty Wars, while Elfed was picketing Ysbyty Gwynedd. Not only did Elfed use his time on the picket line to try to find tenants for one of the bungaloids that he owns, but he went in for making a few new friends on Facebook. However the silly old bugger was new to Facebook and he didn’t put any privacy settings up, so one could network among Elfed’s Facebook friends. Hilarious, there were retired coppers from forces known to have had problems with police corruption and the Chief Accountant of Bangor University was a Facebook friend of one of Elfed’s Facebook friends no less…

When Elfed was Chairman of the NW Wales NHS Trust, he had me repeatedly arrested, on one occasion for having pink hair and calling his car a penismobile. On another occasion Elfed had me arrested for ‘harassment’, the harassment being sending the Trust ‘reams and reams of e mails’. Which I did, I was trying to follow up a complaint that I had made after I’d been refused treatment and threatened by Angels and had been subjected to an attempt to frame me for a crime when I tried to access medical help . If somebody had investigated my complaint I would not have needed to have sent reams and reams of e mails. On that occasion, I was interviewed by a DC Steve Power, who admitted in front of the lawyer who accompanied me to the station, that Elfed had ordered my arrest because he was ‘fed up’ with me. Steve Power then told us that he was retiring in a matter of days anyway and that none of this was to do with him. I was released without charge. See post ‘After The Attempt To Frame Me…’.

I recognised DC Steve Power. He was the officer who some years previously had flatly refused to take down my complaint regarding an Angel and three healthcare assistants who had assaulted and injured me. The lawyer who witnessed DC Power’s taped confession re Elfed ordering my arrest because he was fed up with me was Frances Jones. I asked her to send me copies of Power’s taped confession but I heard no more from her. Frances Jones’s name appears on documents that my lawyers only sent me some three years ago. Frances was one of the lawyers involved in one of the attempts to frame and imprison me on the basis of the perjury of Gwynedd Social Services and Tony Francis et al back in the late 1980s/90s. See previous posts.

I saw Frances Jones again a few months after my arrest. She was sitting behind me at the memorial service for Prof Duncan Tanner, the Director of Research for Bangor University. Duncan died suddenly and unexpectedly in the care of Ysbyty Gwynedd, during a routine procedure that is not considered at all risky. Unless you’re in the hands of Ysbyty Gwynedd of course. At Duncan’s memorial service, a number of people insulted Merfyn. As Frances Jones sat behind me I heard her telling other people that the huge problems in Bangor University were a result of the VC.

No Frances, the problems were the result of the associates of a paedophile gang, who, including you, are a bunch of lying, multifaceted crooked bastards.

One of my friends in north Wales told me that Frances Jones is considered to be an excellent lawyer who is much in favour with ‘the villains of Anglesey’, ‘she gets them off every time’.

Anglesey County Council – located at Llangefni – has been famed for its corruption for many years and children in care on Anglesey were abused. Some Anglesey County Councillors went to prison and returned to their roles as Councillors when they were released.

Regular readers will know that Elfed was previously Acting Deputy Chief Constable of the North Wales Police and was obliged to leave the force under a cloud smelling strongly of corruption (see previous posts). Back in the Good Old Days, Elfed was the Sergeant at Llangefni Police Station on Anglesey. Elfed was one of those coppers at Llangefni who was mates with Dafydd, Dafydd living about four miles away from Llangefni. A veteran of Welsh language protests told me that she and her mates were assaulted by Elfed when they were campaigning.

After Dafydd’s charidee CAIS began providing ‘substance abuse services’ for north Wales, the heroin problem in the region exploded. Particularly in Llangefni. No-one could work out why, Llangefni is a just a small rural market town!

 

One of the senior managers at Ysbyty Gwynedd who colluded to undermine Mary and Merfyn was Trystan Pritchard. Trystan told someone known to me that he really liked Elfed because Elfed had done so much for the Welsh language. Trystan is a Bangor graduate who, before joining the NHS as a corrupt manager, was a journo. I watched Trystan having a very chummy meetings with a journo days before yet another bad news story about Merfyn hit the local papers. Trystan is a Freemason who is relatively young for the sort of boring corrupt old fart who dresses up in silly gear.

 

After war was waged with tasty morsels baked by friends and relations of Dafydd, the forces of hell were unleashed upon Mary and Merfyn. Patients were told by Top Doctors to write to their MPs to ‘complain about them’; the appointments system was sabotaged which meant that cancer patients only received urgent appointments through the post AFTER the date of their appointment had passed; the pathology lab test results were screwed up, consistently placing patients in danger and resulting in numerous complaints; rumours were spread around Bangor that Mary and Merfyn had mismanaged the Board’s finances so badly that they were responsible for the Board’s debt (no, the previous Financial Director of the NW Wales NHS Trust stuffed Elfed and Martin over before the Trust was dissolved and the funds disappeared with her); medical records disappeared when Mary tried to investigate serious complaints and staff lied to protect abusive colleagues; and lies were told by the Top Docs, Angels and middle managers about every aspect of patient care and safety, so Mary and Merfyn couldn’t take preventative measures because the info needed was actively witheld from them.

When Mary and Merfyn organised a patients’ consultation day with regard to the mental health services, Alun Davies the former manager of the Hergest Unit turned up along with a bunch of henchmen and tried to influence the outcome. The North Wales Community Health Council, ‘the patients voice’, was colonised by Top Doctors and Christine Evans, a retired surgeon, took over as Chair while admitting on her blog that she had taken the position to keep her former surgeon colleagues at Ysbyty Glan Clwyd out of trouble after the Royal College of Surgeons had written a damning report about their misconduct. See previous posts.

The BMA joined in the fun. They mobilised the wider BMA in Wales and also busied themselves locally. A local BMA group specific to North East Wales was formed with a grandiose name; it was actually Philip Banfield and his mates. Philip Banfield is an obstetrician at Ysbyty Glan Clwyd who knows all about Dafydd’s gang, Banfield has been in north Wales for years.

On another occasion the BMA held a meeting in one of the north Wales hospitals with regard to an election which contravened all proper procedures in the run-up to an election. Mary and Merfyn told the BMA that they could not hold such a meeting on NHS premises at a time of ‘purdah’. The BMA got arsey and decamped to an hotel down the road and held their procedure-breaching meeting there.

Unlike Elfed and Martin at the NW Wales NHS Trust, Mary did investigate patients’ complaints. She was up against it because many of the staff of the complaints dept had been inherited from the NW Wales NHS Trust and they continued to insult patients and ignore Mary’s instructions to investigate complaints. The NHS unions continued to protect abusive staff.

On Mary and Merfyn’s watch, Alan Roberts, a senior Angel at Ysbyty Gwynedd, was prosecuted and convicted when he threw a lady in her 80s across the ward and injured her. Roberts mounted a campaign in his defence which was backed by other Angels as well as union reps and student nurses were bullied into supporting him. He took his case to appeal, backed by his union (which I think was the RCN) and won. Roberts didn’t win because he didn’t assault the old lady, he won because it could not be proved that her injuries had resulted from him throwing her across the ward. The old lady wasn’t there to give evidence because she had died. Roberts had also impersonated a police officer which was never addressed.

Roberts ‘the gentle giant’ received much press coverage and after he won his appeal, he told the media that he would be returning to work as an Angel. Roberts’s wife was an intensive care Angel at Ysbyty Gwynedd and She Stood By Him, as did his son, who was a student Angel.

After one of his court hearings, Alan Roberts shook his fist at me as he left. Why did I attend court? Because when the NW Wales NHS Trust was run by Martin and Elfed, Alan Roberts refused to treat me, threatened me and accused me of ‘impersonating a GP’. My subsequent complaint about him was never investigated and Martin told me that it was me who been ‘threatening and aggressive’ to Roberts. So Martin and Elfed ensured that Roberts remained in his job as an Angel, in a senior role, where he later threw an elderly lady patient across the room and injured her. See post ‘Two Dangerous Very Dishonest Nurses’.

 

After public protests and much ranting in the press over Mary and Merfyn’s alleged plans for the NHS in north Wales – no plans had been finalised, but the paedophiles’ friends spread panic across the region by telling bare-faced lies – Mary and Merfyn held a public meeting, at which they strove to be as honest and transparent as possible. They were met with a baying mob who threatened them with physical violence, in front of the journos, TV cameras and politicians who also attended the meeting. Not one person called for calm and the threats of violence towards Mary and Merfyn were not reported in any media outlet. What was reported was that the whole of north Wales were livid over that dreadful Mary and Merfyn who Weren’t Listening To The People.

I don’t know who the baying mob were, but I don’t think that they constituted The People. I had arrived for the public meeting early and I saw that baying mob disembark from a series of coaches, only to be greeted by a man with an NHS lanyard around his neck yelling cheerfully that ‘this is the day that Mary Burrows gets her P45’ and that today will be the day that they get the bitch out.

After threatening Mary and Merfyn, the baying mob walked out waving their fists and the meeting was closed shortly after. As people filed out of the door, the man who had greeted the coaches went absolutely apeshit. He started screaming at Mary that there would be blood and throwing chairs around the room. He was tended to by someone else who had an NHS lanyard around her neck who dispensed kind words in his moment of trauma. If that man had been an Empowered Service User he would have been arrested, charged and probably remanded in custody.

 

So who was the problem? A bunch of lying thugs who had facilitated a paedophile gang for years? Of course not, it was Mary and Merfyn as any fule kno. They listed to patients, they investigated complaints, they held public consultations, OF COURSE THEY HAD TO GO!!!

 

In June 2013, Merfyn and Mary hit the headlines of the London-based media as well as the north Wales media when they resigned after the publication of a damning report about patient care and safety at the Betsi. The report was compiled in the wake of a C difficile outbreak in which patients had died. Merfyn gave interviews and some of them are still available on BBC News Wales archive clips. He reflected on the report which had stated that there had been a breakdown between ‘ward and Board’ at the Betsi and that he and Mary had not been aware of what had been happening at ward level. Merfyn stated that he had to accept that was indeed true, they had not been aware of a number of matters of which they should have been aware. He told the BBC that he had not been able to effect change and he had therefore offered his resignation to the Health Minister Mark Drakeford and Drakeford had accepted it.

Merfyn did not tell the media that there had been a conspiracy to keep crucial information from the Board. He did not tell them that Mary and he had received hate mail and death threats. He did not tell them that I and other people who had complained about the NW Wales NHS Trust had been threatened, assaulted, repeatedly wrongly arrested and unlawfully refused all NHS treatment. Merfyn did not tell them that I had given Drakeford’s predecessor Edwina Hart enough evidence to have Elfed, Martin and a number of Top Docs and Angels arrested and that Edwina had simply refused to act. Neither did Merfyn tell the BBC that when he had been VC of Bangor University, a post-doc was asked to smear him in a documentary about the mental health services and two PhD students who were friends with that post-doc had been followed around University premises by off duty police officers and intimidated.

Perhaps Merfyn should have just said ‘I’m dealing with the associates of a fucking paedophile gang here who have deliberately let patients die in order to force my resignation’, but the BBC probably wouldn’t have broadcast that because Jimmy Savile had been a visitor to Bryn Estyn and one boy alleged that he had been gang-raped while Savile looked on.

 

 

The report that condemned Merfyn and Mary was compiled by the WAO (Welsh Audit Office) and HIW (Health Inspectorate Wales).

At the time of the report, the Auditor General for Wales was Huw Vaughan Thomas. Huw Vaughan Thomas was Chief Executive of Gwynedd County Council, 1991-96. Huw was Chief Exec of Gwynedd CC while the paedophile gang were active in Gwynedd’s children’s homes and while employees of Gwynedd Social Services lied about me and other patients to the police and on oath in attempts to secure convictions against us. Huw Vaughan Thomas was Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council when Patient F was denied access to his own baby on the basis of unproven allegations that he was a ‘risk’ to the baby. The baby was brought up in the care of a family with two adult male sex offenders in the household. F and other people raised concerns about one of these offenders and Gwynedd Social Services admitted that he had confessed to indecently assaulting two 10 year old boys. No action was taken against him, not even when he and his friend subsequently offered their services as babysitters and yet more complaints were made about them. F was never given access to his own child and the family whom Gwynedd placed F’s baby with later left the area. F never saw his child again and did not know where he was. See previous posts.

Huw Vaughan Thomas was appointed as Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council in the middle of the North Wales Police’s investigation into the possibility of a VIP paedophile ring in north Wales/Chester. The investigation was closed in 1992 and the police stated that no evidence of any ring had been found.

The child protection officer who denied F access to his child and who refused to even hold a case conference when F raised concerns that his baby could be at risk from the sex offenders in the household where his baby was being raised was Jo Bott. Jo Bott was a former police officer who was subsequently employed by Gwynedd Social Services.

Jo Bott alleged that F’s new wife had been ‘harassing’ the mother of F’s baby and ordered F’s wife to ‘leave her alone’. F’s wife had had no contact with the mother of F’s child since the baby was about two weeks old. The contact then was a visit to deliver clothes and a present for the baby. Because as Jo Bott knew damn well, F’s new wife had been friends with F and his stepchildren for a number of years and had paid for meals and lent the family money when they needed it. Hadn’t she Bott??? In fact the reason that she got to know F was that he found out about the attempts to imprison her on the part of Gwynedd Social Services and the Top Doctors and having been wrongfully imprisoned himself by the same people, F offered advice. F also offered other Empowered Service Users who were being abused and neglected by Jo Bott’s colleagues advice, which was why so many people used to congregate at his house in Bethesda…

Then there was the visit that F received from armed men when he put his house up for sale. No of course he didn’t tell Bott et al, but all the Empowered Service Users knew about it.

 

After Bott told F’s new wife to leave the mother of F’s baby alone, F’s new wife received nearly £1000 worth of bills from F’s former partner which had been run up in F’s name, along with a demand that she pay them. Then a few weeks later came a demand for some baby equipment. Oh then after that F and his new wife were offered baby photos of the baby that F was not allowed to visit – accompanied by a demand for more money of course…

Leave her alone??? F and his new wife wished that the malicious cow had moved to Jupiter but it really was quite difficult to escape her as the baby was wheeled past their house at regular intervals.

Then there was Martin, a young man who had witnessed everything re F’s baby, who was found dead in the road near Bethesda, at about the time that Huw Vaughan Thomas took up his job as Auditor General for Wales. Martin had witnessed rather more as well, because he was the father of the baby of F’s former partner’s daughter’s baby. Martin applied for custody when he discovered that the mother of his baby was battering the living daylights out of the baby. Gwynedd Social Services told Martin that they would be awarding custody to his former partner if she turned up to the hearing. Fortunately for Martin and his daughter, Mandy couldn’t even be arsed to go to the hearing so Martin was able to bring up his little girl. Until he was found dead that was.

So Huw Vaughan Thomas, who presided over this nightmare, had the final say on Merfyn’s performance as Chair of the Betsi Board!!!

For the full background on Huw Vaughan Thomas and his long list of public appointments – Huw has also been Chief Executive of Denbighshire County Council and a member of the Parole Board, among many other things – see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’.

Huw: presided over a murderous paedophile gang:

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Why was there was vacancy as the Auditor General for Wales for Huw to step into? The vacancy arose when Jeremy Colman, the former Auditor General for Wales, resigned and was in 2010 jailed for the possession of child porn (see post ‘The Reality Is, There Is No Problem’).

 

Huw Vaughan Thomas wasn’t the only person who was responsible for those harsh words about Merfyn, I must be fair here. After all, HIW compiled the report in partnership with Huw Vaughan Thomas. The Chief Executive of HIW was Dr Peter Higson. Peter Higson had previously been a clinical psychologist at the North Wales Hospital; the manager of the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and the manager of the mental health services across the whole of north Wales. Peter Higson was a colleague of Dafydd’s and a good friend of Fergus Lowe.

Peter Higson had a little break away from his multiple roles in the NHS as a facilitator of Dafydd’s gang. In the early years of the millennium, Higson was the interim Chief Executive of ELWa, a Welsh quango responsible for education and training. The Chair of ELWa was Enid Rowlands. Who is married to Huw Vaughan Thomas. Enid is a psychology graduate who comes from north Wales! Just like Peter! There was a bit of a row in 2003 when Enid was Chair of ELWa because £2 million found its way into the pockets of a company called Avanti and no-one could explain where the money had gone after that. Enid refused to resign, even when it was revealed that accounting procedures had not been followed and that conflicts of interest had not been declared when Peter was appointed as interim Chief Exec of ELWa, even though Peter was a Director of the North Wales Health Authority and Enid Chaired that Authority!

Enid has clocked up nearly as many public appointments as her husband has. Among other things, Enid was/is Chair of the Solicitors’ Regulation Authority; was a member of the GMC for eight years; was UK Chair of Victim Support; was a member of the North Wales Police Authority; was/is a member of the S4C Authority; was/is a member of BUPA Council. See previous posts, including ‘Dirty Rotten Scoundrels’.

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ELWa eventually disappeared in disgrace although sadly Enid didn’t and Peter Higson was appointed as the Chief Executive of the newly created HIW. In that role, Peter Higson refused to investigate all of my very serious complaints about the North West Wales NHS Trust. But then Peter had, years previously, refused to investigate all of my complaints about Dafydd et al and Gwynedd Social Services.

 

So, after Merfyn was set up and blown out as Chair of the Betsi, a new Chair was appointed. It was Dr Peter Higson. After Higson took up the Chair of the Betsi Board, HIW was declared to be in such a sorry state that it was ‘not fit for purpose’. Peter Higson was the only Chief Executive that HIW had ever had and he had been there from its creation.

Do any readers know if the creation of HIW might have been the idea of a man called Peter Higson or one of his friends or relatives?

When Peter Higson was appointed Chair of the Betsi Board, Margaret Hanson was appointed as his Vice-Chair. Margaret had previously worked as a children’s and family social work team leader for Cheshire Social Services. Dafydd’s gang operated in Cheshire as well as in north Wales, through the social services. Margaret was also a Councillor in Cheshire. Margaret Hanson is married to David Hanson, the Labour MP for Delyn in north east Wales. David was also a Councillor in Cheshire; Davies was appointed as Miranda’s PPS in 2001, when all those people were yelling in the aftermath of the publication of the Waterhouse Report that Waterhouse had been a huge cover-up. See previous posts for further info about the Hansons.

When Peter and Margaret took over at the Betsi, Margaret commented to the media that she was appalled at the state of the Betsi and she really didn’t know what those previously at the helm had been thinking of.

It is now more than five years since Merfyn and Mary resigned from the Betsi. Mary sadly died of cancer a few years ago, but not before the ‘Daily Mail’ published an article about her, denouncing ‘her shameful legacy’. There has been scandal after scandal after scandal at the Betsi since Mary and Merfyn resigned. There have been allegations of severe staff bullying and an Angel who blew the whistle on the Tawel Fan Scandal, the biggest EMI patient abuse scandal in the history of the UK, received death threats and was sacked by the Board. Not one of the Angels who were filmed undercover swearing at patients who were crawling around naked on floors covered in faeces and urine was disciplined. The Angels gave interviews to the ‘Daily Post’ stating that there was nothing wrong with the care in Tawel Fan ward and that the relatives who complained were ‘troublemakers’. Some of the same Angels were subsequently caught abusing patients in the ward to which they had been transferred after Tawel Fan closed down. None of them have been disciplined.

The obstetric service at Ysbyty Glan Clwyd was found to be so dangerous that a hit squad was sent in from the Welsh Gov’t to ‘turn it around’. There were accusations that the behaviour of one obstetrician was so crazed and intimidating that it had caused meltdown in the service. Phil Banfield is the senior obstetrician at Ysbyty Glan Clwyd. The Board was placed in special measures and the first goal of the hit squad was to ‘achieve normality’ in the maternity service. The Board remains in special measures all these years later because normality has still not been achieved.

The abnormality of the obstetric service at Ysbyty Glan Clwyd had obviously been missed by Huw Vaughan Thomas’s wife Enid, who was Chair of the North Wales Health Authority long before Mary and Merfyn got near the Betsi. But Peter Higson, being a Director of the North Wales Health Authority had missed the abnormality along with Enid. But then Peter’s mate Prof Bob Woods from the School of Psychology at Bangor University has been north Wales’s expert in dementia care for decades now, so he must have been something to do with the abnormality at Tawel Fan. Another of Peter’s many roles was that of a lecturer on the clinical psychology course at Bangor University. Bob Woods was Director of that course and before the North Wales Hospital was closed down, clin psy students did their ‘training’ placements under the lecherous eye – and hands – of Dafydd.

Peter Higson is also a member of the Council at Bangor University. After Peter was appointed to the Council, Bangor University awarded Peter’s sister, Dr Ruth Hussey, an honorary degree. Ruth was Chief Medical Officer for Wales, 2012-16. Ruth was CMO for Wales when the Betsi was failing to achieve normality, in spite of the best efforts of the hit squad from the Welsh Gov’t. See post ‘Topsy and Tim’ for further details of Peter And Ruth’s biographies.

 

Well after Merfyn and Mary resigned, the Betsi Board effectively went bankrupt and the Welsh Gov’t bailed it out. Several times. But still the Board couldn’t manage. The Board has a recruitment crisis in every aspect of its work, no-one wants to work for the NHS in north Wales in any capacity. Litigation against the Board is soaring and the Public Services Ombudsman for Wales has spoken out repeatedly about the worrying number of complaints that he is dealing with about the Betsi. The mortality and suicide rates for north Wales are some of the worst in Europe and have got worse since Mary and Merfyn departed.

Since Mary and Merfyn resigned, the Betsi’s performance, on every measure, has plummeted and the Board has sunk so deeply into the red that it doesn’t make sense for the Welsh Gov’t to talk about giving the Betsi a bail out to enable it to balance the books. The Board is bankrupt, has been for quite some time and it is sinking deeper and deeper and deeper.

 

The Tory AM Mark Isherwood some months ago made a speech in the Senedd in despair at the state of the Betsi and the patient harm and deaths, ending it with ‘this cannot be allowed to continue’. Vaughan Gething, the Welsh Gov’ts Minister for Health told Mark to stop talking down the NHS.

As for those politicians who sat in silence in that public meeting some six years ago while an organised mob hurled threats and abuse at Merfyn and Mary, they are still in office. One was Darren Millar, the Tory AM for Clwyd West. To be fair to Darren, he is the only politician who in recent years has called for prosecutions with regard to the abuse of patients at the Betsi.

Another of the politicians was Plaid’s Llyr Huws Gruffydd. I had met Llyr before I saw him sit in silence at that meeting. I had previously e mailed him and given him full details of the extended neglect and abuse of a friend of mine at the hands of the mental health services in north Wales. Llyr wrote me a very nice e mail back saying that this sounded shocking. When the mental health services heard that I was writing to politicians, they admitted my, by then, very very ill, suicidal friend to a psych ward in Wrexham Maelor Hospital. Llyr turned up and the Angel in charge told him that there were no problems at all re my friend. Llyr told me that my friend was in safe hands. My friend was discharged the next day and, once more, unlawfully refused NHS care. He became destitute and nearly died some months later. I never heard from Llyr again, although I did e mail him and tell him what was happening to my friend.

The third politician who sat in silence at the public meeting was the Labour AM for the Vale of Clwyd, Ann Jones. Ann Jones regularly comments on her support for the NHS and its wonderful staff. She has never said a word about the escalating horror prevailing at the Betsi since Mary and Merfyn’s departure. But then Ann Jones never said a word about the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal despite being on the scene throughout it all. Jones was born and educated in Rhyl, was a Rhyl Town Councillor and a Denbighshire County Councillor. Ann Jones is Deputy Presiding Officer of the Welsh Assembly. I am still on the mailing list for many of the things which I was involved when I was still in Wales and a few days ago I was invited to a Wimmins Event with Ann as a guest speaker. I’ll give that one a miss, I don’t want to be told that Ann is my role model. Even if I did feel in need of a role model, I would not choose Ann.

 

A third person resigned along with Merfyn and Mary, that was Dr Lyndon Miles, the Vice-Chair of the Betsi Board. I always found Lyndon very pleasant and approachable and after the threats and abuse at the public meeting, I bumped into him in a cafe and he told me that the Board were getting a very bad time but they were determined to see this through. Two weeks later Lyndon resigned and I think that he resigned before Mary and Merfyn.

Lyndon wasn’t crazed and threatening like the other Top Doctors, but he definitely knew what they were doing and had known for years. Lyndon is a GP and arrived in Bangor in about 1984, when the gang called for reinforcements. The reinforcements were all like Lyndon, they weren’t obviously mad a la Dafydd et al but they colluded with Dafydd and the gang. Lyndon was a GP in the Student Health Centre in UCNW, he worked with Dr D.G.E. Wood, Liz Stables and Gwynne the lobotomist who were facilitating the trafficking ring. Lyndon was the GP of my housemate Anne Vernon when she was killed by the gang. Lyndon was also the GP of the young female psych patient who was used for sex by the junior gynaecologists of Ysbyty Gwynedd, made pregnant twice by them and then coerced into abortions which they had arranged. She was subsequently refused all NHS treatment and told that if she wanted to access care she’d have to move to England. See post ‘Another Case Of Not Knowing?’

Lyndon worked as a GP in north Wales throughout the worst of Dafydd’s gang; he was there during the rapes of the kids in care, the unlawful denial of access to NHS abortions anywhere in north Wales thus forcing women into the hands of the dangerous ‘private’ abortionist in Chester, the framing of victims of the gang, the banging them up in high security hospitals, the constant suspicious deaths and suicides, the forging of records and throughout the Waterhouse Inquiry, Lyndon knew about it all and he has never said a word. He also knew what happened to me. Lyndon also spent years as Vice-Chair of the Gwynedd Local Health Board. Lyndon knows all about the murdering criminal bastards.

Lyndon is now Chair of St David’s Hospice, an institution run entirely by Dafydd’s gang. Alun Davies became Chief Exec of St David’s Hospice when the deaths and suicides of patients and staff at the Hergest Unit meant that even Davies was too embarrassed to remain as the Director of the mental health services for the NW Wales NHS Trust any longer. When Davies retired from St David’s Hospice just a few years ago, Trystan Pritchard was appointed Chief Executive. See post ‘The CEOs of St David’s Hospice’.

 

It is clear that Dafydd’s gang and their associates did indeed precipitate a situation in which patients died at the Betsi in order to cover Merfyn with crap and force him to resign as Chair.

Perhaps someone needs to hold the following people to account:

The Director of the Pathology labs who knew that infection was raging throughout the hospitals managed by the Board but did not control the situation or keep Merfyn and Mary informed. That person is Dr Avril Wayte. Avril is a member of the Board of Dafydd’s charidee CAIS.

Avril is married to Dr Donald Wayte, a retired pathologist. For years, Donald Wayte was the senior pathologist for north Wales. Highlights of Don’s career included accusing parents, in public, who’s children had died of SIDS of having murdered them on the basis of absolutely no evidence at all and taking the 15 yr old son of a friend of his into the hospital to work with him without gaining permission or ethical clearance from anyone. The teenager had a lovely time, he saw the dead bodies, the lot, thanks to dear old Don.

Don played a key role in many a Nasty Case and an ‘Orrible Murder, what with ruling the roost over the whole of north Wales for many of the years that Dafydd’s gang ran riot, years in which north Wales became famous for its corruption in medico-legal circles, the fitting up of innocent people and the ludicrous explanations for the suspicious deaths of so many victims of and witnesses to the crimes of Dafydd’s gang. People were found hanging, found dead from overdoses, they were hit by cars, they fell out of windows, down embankments, out of trains going at speed, they were killed in fires, there was no end to the untimely and unfortunate deaths of so many in north Wales who had encountered Dafydd et al. The coroner or judge presiding over the trial often relied on the evidence of Dafydd’s mate Don.

Don was the pathologist who gave evidence at the July 1996 trial of Howard Hughes. Hughes was found guilty of the 1995 rape and murder of a little girl called Sophie Hook, who disappeared from a tent in a garden in Llandudno and who’s body was later recovered from the sea. Howard was a wrong ‘un, everyone knew that, especially the police. Howard had a chromosome abnormality which caused him to grow very tall, he is getting on for 7 foot high. Howard also has learning disabilities and cannot read and write, so he could not read the statement that he made to the police. Howard has always denied knowing anything at all about Sophie’s disappearance. He came under suspicion because he was seen on a footpath near the garden from where Sophie disappeared. But nowhere near the time that Sophie disappeared. Furthermore, the garden where Sophie was camping is in a suburban part of Llandudno, so a lot of people were on that path.

The police seemed to know that they were looking for a big man with learning difficulties because they told the world that they were looking for a big brute. They found one shortly after saying that and arrested Howard. They had to release him again because there was absolutely no evidence linking him with the crime. While Howard was out, the police raided his house and most conveniently found child porn. So he was re-arrested. Howard was remanded in custody and when he was in prison on remand, another prisoner, a convicted child sex offender maintained that Howard had confessed to Sophie’s rape and murder. The account that this prisoner gave of Howard’s confession sounded rather like the fantasy of a child sex offender. That statement was the only evidence linking Howard to the Sophie’s disappearance. Everything else was pure speculation, including the allegation of ‘he was seen carrying her dead body’. No he wasn’t. Someone said that they thought that they saw someone who might have been Howard carrying a sack with something in it late one night. But there was no evidence that the person was Howard, if indeed such a person was seen and who knows what was in the sack, if there was a sack, which was far from certain. There was absolutely no evidence against Howard except for the confession of a convicted sex offender who also admitted that sometimes he did make things up but he hadn’t on this occasion.

Dafydd’s mate Don gave an account of the terrible injuries that had been inflicted on Sophie’s body, but true to form, Don didn’t just confine himself to that. Don explained exactly what Howard had done to Sophie. How Don knew this I don’t know, because much of his evidence could not have been extrapolated from the injuries postmortem on a body recovered from the sea, but Don Knew. See previous posts for further details.

When Howard Hughes was sentenced, the world heard the details of his previous, which was terrible, I would be wary of someone with a criminal record like Howard’s. Indeed, I nearly was someone with a criminal record like Howard’s. If every attempt that Dafydd and the gang had made to fit me up had been successful, I would have a criminal record like Howard Hughes. And it would all be a load of cobblers.

Howard was arrested, convicted and imprisoned at the time that Dafydd’s gang repeatedly tried to fit me up for serious offences by planting evidence, committing perjury and I am told, paying people to lie about me. The gang became very busy after 1994, because Brown had sent them yet more evidence of Dafydd trying to bribe me into dropping my complaint about him and I and another patient also had a meeting with two members of the Mental Health Act Commission and told then that serious complaints about Dafydd were not being investigated, including that of him sexually exploiting patients. Our complaints were still not investigated, but we were arrested.

The reason why I am so cautious before screaming for Howard’s knackers on a platter, is that from quite a young age, everyone responsible for Howard’s diagnoses, care and ‘assessments’ were associates of Dafydd and the gang. Howard had also been in Bryn Estyn, where he maintained that he was abused. Howard’s claim for compensation re Bryn Estyn was rejected on the grounds that he had serious criminal convictions. But then most of the boys from Bryn Estyn did, because if they weren’t brutalised and driven mad by being beaten and gang raped, they were fitted up by Dafydd’s gang to discredit them. Howard had also spent time in Garth Angharad, the ‘hospital for mentally abnormal criminals’ near Dolgellau. Except that it wasn’t a hospital at all, it was an isolated building hidden away which was owned by a solicitor who was later struck off for stealing his clients’ money. Before that occurred, the struck off solicitor had owned and managed children’s homes and schools, where the kids had been abused. Even Ronnie Waterhouse didn’t have a good word to say about the owner of Garth Angharad, Paul Hett. See previous posts.

I didn’t know of the existence of Garth Angharad until a few years ago when I received my own files. In the late 1980s, when I was sitting in a London medical school as a postgrad student, a case conference had been held about me in Garth Angharad, without my knowledge, by a man of whom I had never heard, who took evidence about me from people of whom I had never heard. The conclusion was that I was extremely dangerous, capable of murder and should be banged up in a high security hospital as soon as poss. See post ‘The Night Of The (Dr Chris) Hunter’. The reason why the case conference about me was held in Garth Angharad was that the man who held it, Dr Chris Hunter, of whom I had never heard, was visiting Garth Angharad to see one of his patients there. Hunter was a mate of Dafydd’s gang which was why Tony Francis and Dafydd had asked him to hold a case conference about me. Chris Hunter also had patients in Ashworth Hospital – where patients were raped and beaten by Angels, one patient being battered to death – in Whitchurch Hospital and in the Caswell Clinic in Bridgend. All of these places were receptacles for the victims of Dafydd’s gang who complained about him. They were hospitals in name only.

 

The Top Doctor who used to sit on the Betsi Board as the Top Docs’ representative at the time of Merfyn’s resignation has more than a few questions to answer. I can’t remember his name, but he was rude, awkward as fuck and highly defensive. He refused to co-operate with anything that Merfyn and Mary suggested re improvements in patient care and he took an entrenched position on absolutely everything.

 

The Health Minister who so willingly accepted Merfyn’s resignation and smugly announced that he would be appointing a replacement, which was Peter Higson was of course this blog’s old friend Mark Drakeford. Drakeford worked as a social worker for Dyfed Social Services when a paedophile gang operated in Dyfed Social Services which had links to Dafydd’s gang. Drakeford served as Rhodri Morgan’s SPAD for years while the slaughter continued apace in north Wales and when serious complaints went uninvestigated. When Drakeford was Health Minister, bombs went off under him constantly, NHS deaths, scandals, corrupt practices, the lot. He refused to accept responsibility for any of it. During that time, I wrote to Drakeford and gave him full details of a medical research fraud that I had witnessed. I did not receive a reply and some three weeks later, Drakeford appeared with members of the team who perpetrated the fraud at a media PR event, promoting the fraud.

Just a few weeks ago, Mark Drakeford’s 31 year old son was sentenced to eight years in prison for the prolonged violent rape of a young woman. Drakeford junior was also charged with grooming a child.

 

Martin Jones, the Director of the Workforce at the Betsi who hated Merfyn and Mary, was one of the leaders of the lynch mob and after all those scandals at the Betsi was appointed Director of Investigations for NHS Wales. Martin is now the ultimate man for investigating complaints in Wales’s NHS…

 

The PM when Merfyn was forced out by a bunch of psychopaths who conspired to allow patients die to make him look bad was Lord Snooty the Third. Health is a devolved responsibility, so the Betsi was nothing to do with Lord Snooty the Third, but as previous posts (eg. Lord Snooty The Third) explained, Lord Snooty had a great deal to do with what was going on in north Wales. As indeed did Cherie, Miranda, Gordon Brown and Ed Miliband (see post ‘Lest We Forget’).

 

The Torygraph, the newspaper most supportive of Lord Snooty the Third, some 10 years ago, ran a flattering report about an Angel from Ysbyty Gwynedd, Stephen Gallagher, who was in the TA and while on duty in Afghanistan, had ‘saved a boy’s life’. The story was substantially untrue, breached confidence and put the lives of the boy and his family at risk. I had made a complaint about Gallagher some months previously, after he had refused to treat me and threatened me. Martin Jones destroyed the CCTV that showed Gallagher doing this. I was told that the senior managers of the NW Wales NHS Trust had given the story about Major Gallagher the War Hero to the Torygraph. I was also told that before he had threatened me, there was already a note on Gallagher’s HR file saying that his competence and integrity could not be relied upon, after a Top Doctor made a complaint about him. Some time after Gallagher appeared in the Torygraph, he threatened me again and two witnesses made a statement detailing what they had seen. One of the witnesses worked at Ysbyty Gwynedd and then Gallagher threatened her. She was subsequently accused of conspiring with me to ‘get’ the Trust Board. There was no investigation into any of the complaints that arose from any of this. See post ‘Two Dangerous, Very Dishonest Nurses’.

 

For crying out loud, get it into your heads everyone, Dafydd’s gang don’t have and never did have any limits. They fitted complainants up and had them imprisoned for years or banged up in high security hospitals and they murdered witnesses. They have ruled north Wales for decades and what a legacy there is. I thought that they were pretty bloody stupid coming after a young woman with a postgrad degree in medical sciences, but they stop at nothing, nothing at all. They made statements claiming that I had attempted to stab someone. Then admitted that no, I had done no such thing. They made statements saying that I had tried to throttle someone. Then admitted that no, I had done no such thing. They made statements saying that I was known to carry and use weapons. They were not able to show evidence of this. Or of their allegation that I had held an Angel hostage. Or that I have been in prison for attacking someone with a knife. Or that I had sexually assaulted a psychiatrist. Yet no-one would take action against this lot, no-one.

Then in 2013 they let a load of patients die because they wanted to force out a man who had been a VC and Governor of the BBC and who’s wife had died at their hands. I recommend that Merfyn hires a lawyer and obtains copies of his medical records. They probably explain that it was really him who raped that young woman, not Mark Drakeford’s son at all, but what with his wicked ways, Merfyn blamed it all on Drakeford junior.

Just for the record: Merfyn was my ultimate boss for a number of years when I worked at Bangor University. I never ever witnessed him raise his voice to anyone, swear at anyone, lose his temper or even be rude to someone else. I saw him look really fucking exasperated as the paedophiles’ friends insulted him, shouted at him in public and refused to do the jobs for which they were so generously paid while treating staff and students appallingly. He should have broken his code of conduct and fucking well flattened the lot of them.

Now, all the names of those worthless bastards who assisted in the deaths of those patients to force Merfyn to resign please, to me at this blog or via my e mail address and I’ll name every one of them…

 

Here he is in his well-dressed man disguise, you can tell he’s a wrong ‘un:

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Someone else who’s attempted a well-dressed man disguise:

‘There is no evidence that Dr Jones ever behaved unprofessionally or in any way that was not in the best interests of his patients.’

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

Don’t Mess With Daddy

Readers will know from my post ‘Dr Victoria Winckler Threatens To Sue Dr Sally Baker’ that Victoria Winkler, the Director of the Bevan Foundation, a ‘social justice organisation’, has recently sent me a highly irregular letter from her solicitors, Harding Evans, which alleges that I have made a number of allegations about a number of people in this blog which I have not in fact made. Someone had also unlawfully accessed a database which contained the personal information of two friends of mine in order to find a contact address for me which they then gave to Harding Evans.

A number of readers left comments after that post with information and advice and a few more people have e mailed me privately with further information and advice. People also supplied a bit of background on the Bevan Foundation, which was established in 2001 by a number of Labour politicians, in the immediate aftermath of the Waterhouse Report. Since then, there has been much internal scrapping at the Bevan Foundation with little things hitting each other and resignations. Victoria however has been CEO since 2002. The Bevan Foundation is £66k in debt.

Many people have passed through the Bevan Foundation on their travels – including the Usual Suspects – far too many to cover in detail on this blog, but I did think that it would be worth blogging further about a few of the more high profile people.

 

A reader helpfully sent me a link to information provided by the Bevan Foundation about themselves. It states that ‘The Bevan Foundation develops ideas that change Wales and improve people’s lives‘ and that ‘the inaugural Bevan Prize for Health and Well-being‘ was awarded ‘in Westminster to celebrate one individual and organisation who have made an outstanding contribution to health and well-being in their field in the past year (1st January 2012-31st December 2012). The presentation event, held in the Attlee Room at Portcullis House, was hosted by Dr Hywel Francis MP, attracted around 90 guests from across England and Wales, and included nominees, nominators, MPs, peers and other interested parties. Prizes were awarded by Baroness Ilora Finlay of Llandaff, Christina McAnea, Head of Health at UNISON and Jaselle Williams, Trustee of the Bevan Foundation and Secretary of the Aneurin Bevan Society, representing the judges…Our Director is Dr Victoria Winckler, who has more than 30 years experience in public policy in the public, private and third sectors. She is supported by a small staff team.’

Dr Hywel Francis was one of the founders of the Bevan Foundation who later resigned among the hissy fitting. Hywel Francis was the Labour MP for  Aberavon, 2001-15. He was preceded in the seat by Lord John Morris, corrupt barrister; Secretary of State for Wales, 1974-79, under Harold Wilson and then Jim Callaghan; and Attorney General for England and Wales, as well as for N Ireland, 1997-99, under Miranda. John Morris was one of those who provided much protection for Dafydd and his gang as well as old favourites like George Thomas (see previous posts).

Hywel Francis was succeeded as MP for Aberavon by the Windbag’s son, who is so famously committed to Wales that he grew up in London, went to Queen’s College, Cambridge University and then to the College of Europe in Bruges; lived in Brussels, Russia, Sierra Leone, Geneva and then London again. Windbag junior describes himself as coming from a ‘Labour and Trade Union family’. Well what with having two parents in the European Parliament and the House of Lords and being married to the Prime Minister of Denmark, how else would he describe himself?

Hywel Francis studied at what is now Swansea University, an institution pretty much run by Rhodri Morgan’s friends and relations. Highlights of Hywel’s political career included a stint as SPAD for Paul Murphy, Secretary of State for Wales, who in that capacity took receipt of the Waterhouse Report in 2000. Murphy stated that he was delighted that the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal had now been extensively and transparently investigated, that there was no VIP paedophile ring in north Wales concealed by those in High Places and would everybody now please shut up about it all, even though nothing very much happened to anyone anyway.

Paul Murphy is someone who knows a great deal about the paedophile ring which never existed, having succeeded Leo Abse as Labour MP for Torfaen. Leo Abse was a crooked and very unpleasant lawyer who concealed the sex offences of George Thomas and Dafydd’s gang in north Wales (see previous posts); Paul Murphy was a Councillor in Torfaen when old Abse was threatening and paying off complainants. Paul Murphy also served as Secretary of State for N Ireland, 2002-05, so he knows all about the Kincora Boys’ Home and the elite paedophile ring with links to the rings in north Wales and other places on mainland Britain which operated at Kincora. Murphy was Secretary of State for Wales, 1999-02 and 2008-09 and Secretary of State for N Ireland, 2002-05. Just to reassure readers that trusted hands are on the tiller, Murphy was Chairperson of the Intelligence and Security Committee, 2005-08. I can only hope that the spies didn’t actually tell him what they were getting up to, the information might well have been misused. Particularly as Murphy’s tenure straddled both Miranda’s and Gordon’s time as PM.

Paul Murphy is a devout Roman Catholic who has never married or been blessed with children.

The Lord Murphy of Torfaen
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See previous posts for more information on Paul Murphy.

 

Hywel Francis’s dad was Dai Francis, who led the South Wales NUM throughout the years of industrial unrest in the 1970s. Like his dad, Hywel was a member of the Communist Party of Great Britain. So Hywel and Dai knew all those other members of the CP of GB who knew about George Thomas, Dafydd’s gang etc, including those English radicals/intellectuals who spent their summers in Llanfrothen/Croesor and had the best gen of all re Dafydd and Gwynne the lobotomist, including the gen on Bertrand Russell. See previous posts, including ‘The Village’.

Hywel Francis worked at University of Wales Swansea (now Swansea University) as a Professor in Adult Continuing Education prior to being elected to the Commons in 2001. At the University of Wales, he founded the South Wales Miners’ Library. Francis also was the chair of the Wales Congress in Support of Mining Communities. He is a Welsh speaker and has been a member of the Gorsedd of the Bards, along with so many mates of Dafydd’s, since 1986. Hywel Francis is Honorary Parliamentary Patron of the adult learners’ body, NIACE (National Institute of Adult Continuing Education). He is a Trustee of the Paul Robeson Trust and the President of the South Wales Miners’ Museum.

Hywel Francis co-authored ‘The Fed: A History of the South Wales Miners in the Twentieth Century’ (1980) with Dai Smith. Dai is the dad of Owen ‘Oily’ Smith, Labour MP for Pontypridd. Before Oily was elected to the Commons, he worked for the BBC as a journo, while his dad Dai had a senior role at the BBC. Then Oily worked as a SPAD for Paul Murphy and after that as a lobbyist/senior marketing manager for Pfizer. Dai Smith has held a number of academic posts, including Chairs at Cardiff and Swansea Universities and he was PVC at the University of Glamorgan.

 

Hywel Francis really maxes out on being all working class and Miners and Communists and Duw It’s Hard, but what Hywel really enjoys doing is writing articles for ‘The Guardian’ and ingratiating himself to the Top Doctors. Hywel has been Vice-President of Carers UK, but has been strangely silent on how carers have really been shafted and sold down the river by the Top Docs. In 2014 Hywel Francis became Chair of Byw Nawr, an organisation set up by the Dying Matters Coalition.

Dr Hywel Francis knows as well as I do how bloody unscrupulous the Top Docs are and the gross abuses which are taking place, but you won’t hear a word from him about it. Hywel has suggested that Wales could have a Carers’ Commissioner that could be based on the Children’s Commissioner. Hywel hasn’t mentioned that every Children’s Commissioner for Wales has been a senior social worker and at least two of them worked alongside paedophile/trafficking gangs earlier in their careers (see post ‘Yet More Inglorious Bastards’). The daughter of one of the Angels from the North Wales Hospital Denbigh who manned Dafydd’s Dungeon for years was a senior social worker in the Office of the Children’s Commissioner for Wales.

 

The Horny Handed Son Of The Soil, giving yet another media interview, perhaps just before he pens his column for ‘The Guardian’:

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Here’s Baroness Ilora Finlay, one of those who awarded the prizes at the Bevan Foundation’s do in Parliament House:

Ilora Gillian Finlay, Baroness Finlay of Llandaff, is a Top Doctor who sits as an Independent crossbencher in the Lords. Born the only daughter of Professor Charles Beaumont Benoy Downman, Ilora married Andrew Yule Finlay in 1972, with whom she has two children.

The Baroness is a past President of the Royal Society of Medicine and Professor of Palliative Medicine at Cardiff University. Finlay is a consultant at the Velindre Cancer Centre in Cardiff.

The Baroness is a Vice President of Marie Curie, Patron of The Trussell Trust’s foodbank network in Wales and of the Motor Neurone Disease Association. She is also Patron of Student Volunteering Cardiff. Ilora Finlay was a Founding Fellow of the Learned Society of Wales and is a Member of its inaugural Council. The Learned Society of Wales is a real laugh, it is a group of rather pompous people who identify as being Cultured and Welsh who got together and made each other members of their Learned Society. My post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’ names many of the members of the Learned Society of Wales. Ilora Finlay is Patron of the charidee Students for Kids’ International Projects.

In March 2015, Finlay was awarded the Grassroot Diplomat Initiative for her vigorous championing of improving the care of dying patients.

Baroness Finlay is a Top Doctor and has been for her entire career. The fact that so many people still have such dreadful experiences when dying is entirely the fault of the Baroness and her colleagues. The conditions for a peaceful, pain-free death achievable by most people have been known for many years. There are a few people who get clobbered with conditions where pain relief and other matters do make a peaceful death tricky, but not many of them. The problem is that as with so many things Top Doctors, no-one bothers to do what they know is necessary and every account from a distraught bereaved relative is met with ‘How very dare you? We are the NHS and everyone knows that we are Selfless, Low Paid and Worked To Exhaustion.’ Thus nothing ever changes.

The Baroness picked up her peerage in 2001, the year after the Waterhouse Report. Well, she was/is a leading light at Cardiff University’s School of Medicine, in which virtually every Top Doctor was concealing the sex offending of George Thomas and the crimes of Dafydd and the gang.

 

So who is the President of the Bevan Foundation? It is the Windbag of course, someone else who knew all about George Thomas, Dafydd and the gang and much, much more. The Windbag who knew Dafydd’s mate Dr Tony Francis when they were at Cardiff University and who is married to Glenys, the school teacher from Holyhead, whose parents were active in the Labour Party, parents who concealed the crimes of Dafydd’s gang in a previous era and were friends with the likes of Lord Cledwyn, who was Bigger and Better at concealing the same crimes (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’).

One famous example of the Windbag’s oratory (ie. drunken ranting) was that speech he made just before the 1987 General Election, which included the following: ‘Why am I the first Kinnock in a thousand generations to be able to get to university? Why is Glenys the first woman in her family in a thousand generations to be able to get to university?’

Well Windbag, I was the first person in my family ‘in a thousand generations’ to go to university and unlike you I got a good degree, but when you were making that speech, your mate Tony Francis and his colleagues were in the midst of formulating that elaborate well co-ordinated plan with David Ewart of the Mental Health Act Commission, Risley Remand Centre and Clwyd Health Authority, to have me framed and imprisoned for a serious crime (see previous posts), because I was the first in my family for a thousand generations to have tripped over the branch of the Westminster Paedophile Ring which your mate Francis, along with Dafydd et al, was facilitating in north Wales…

So why is Stephen Kinnock the next Kinnock of that thousand generations who has not become Labour PM, no matter how hard he and his parents have tried?

Perhaps because we have all had quite enough of the famille Windbag, their hypocrisy, troughing and massive sense of entitlement…

The Son and Heir:

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Of course he has to be given a safe Labour seat! Ooh I hear that Hywel will be retiring soon…

 

As of June 2015, the Chair of the Bevan Foundation was Vivienne Sugar. Sugar was appointed Chair of the Welsh Consumer Council in 2003 and then of Consumer Focus Wales in Jan 2008, where she remained until April 2014 when the UK Government transferred its functions to the CAB, the CAB being one of the domains of Lucille Hughes. Consumer Focus (now known as Consumer Futures) was an executive non-departmental public body of the Dept of Business, Innovation and Skills and represented consumers across regulated markets. The Secretary of State for the Dept of BIS, 2009-10 and its predecessor, the Dept of Business, Enterprise and Regulatory Reform, 2008-09, was Mandy.

I have mentioned in previous posts that one of Mandy’s civil servants and right hand women was a local star from Anglesey, the daughter of Ron Evans. Ron was the crooked lawyer who worked for Gwynedd County Council and was the Brains behind the attempts to imprison me on the basis of the perjury of the Arfon Community Mental Health Team (see post ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’). Documents in my possession demonstrate that Ron was acting on the orders of Lucille Hughes. Ron was also offering his services to Gwynedd Health Authority and when that body became Gwynedd Community NHS Trust in respect of their attempts to imprison me, although Ron was employed by Gwynedd County Council not the NHS.

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Mandy spent many years trying in vain to transform the Windbag into a PM. It was during those years that Ron Evans repeatedly tried to have me stitched up and imprisoned. Mandy is a former Lambeth Councillor, Lambeth being a Borough who’s children’s homes were infiltrated by a paedophile gang with links to Dafydd and Lucille’s gang in north Wales. Children in the care of Lambeth were sent to children’s homes in north Wales.

 

Vivienne Sugar was born in Gorseinon, Swansea and studied at Leeds University. She held positions at Newport Borough Council and Cardiff City Council; Sugar was Director of Housing in both Councils. In 1995 Sugar was appointed Chief Executive to the City and County of Swansea, where she remained until 2003.

So not only was Vivienne in the thick of the scoundrels in Newport Borough and Cardiff City Councils, but she presided over Swansea during those years when the enormous problems in the Social Services in Swansea were, as usual, ignored, concealed and denied, until the explosion which followed the murder of the baby Aaron Gilbert in 2005, by which time Vivienne Sugar had scarpered from the wreckage. The Inquiry and investigations that followed Aaron’s death confirmed what many people had known for years, that Swansea Social Services were negligent fuckwits who had no idea what they were doing. Aaron’s murder was one of those cases of ‘Christ, however was any of this allowed to happen?’ There was a bit of a scrap after Aaron’s death, because someone from Swansea Social Services was actually sacked. However, they bravely fought back in a way that only a health and welfare professional caught out after the death of a Service User can and they were subsequently reinstated. I also seem to remember that the progress up the ladder of a senior person involved was temporarily halted, but after a short interval, once the media had lost interest in the scandal, they were promoted to an even more senior position.

It was however all a bit embarrassing for Swansea Social Services, who pioneered the excuse of ‘it wasn’t social workers who killed Aaron’ accompanied by comments that there ‘will always be’ ‘wicked’ and ‘evil’ people who murder children and the people responsible for Aaron’s death were now in prison. Which indeed they were. They were two troubled young people who had been in the ‘care’ of the ‘services’ themselves, who could not look after Aaron but had been left to stew nonetheless. It was revealed that the neighbours had been deeply concerned about the welfare of Aaron and one of them had rung Swansea Social Services and told them that he was being neglected. Unfortunately because the neighbour concerned told the Social Services that Aaron’s mum was behaving like a tart and was hanging around with junkies, Swansea Social Services refused to act on the information as a result of the ‘inappropriate’ and ‘judgemental’ language used by the caller. So when Aaron was murdered by the casual addict boyfriend of his mum, Swansea simply denounced the tart and the addict as ‘evil’, being so non-judgemental themselves.

The tart herself had not played any part in the murder of her baby, but she was jailed for the newly-created crime of ‘familial homicide’; it was the first such prosecution in Wales, on the grounds that the tart had ‘allowed’ the crime to happen. She had not conducted herself in a particularly sensible manner, but she was 21, had grown up in care and was terrified of the man who did kill her baby. She was not in the house when her boyfriend killed Aaron.

‘Familial homicide’ was introduced in the Domestic Violence, Crime and Victims Act 2004 to deal with parents who keep silent or blame each other for fatal injuries involving children. I am waiting for similar legislation to be passed with regard to all those well-paid professional people who have kept quiet about the abuse of vulnerable people in Wales and elsewhere.

After Aaron’s mother and her boyfriend were jailed, NSPCC Cymru/Wales Director, Greta Thomas, said ‘Without this new law it is likely that Rebecca Lewis and Andrew Lloyd would have joined a long list of couples who have been acquitted or not even brought to trial for murdering a child.’

NSPCC Cymru – and the wider NSPCC – were among many who knew about the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal and other gangs carrying out organised abuse but who remained silent, even when their own staff were involved in the abuse. It was the NSPCC who established the Helpline to ‘support’ those who gave evidence at the trials of some of the few who were prosecuted for abuse in north Wales. Very few people would agree to give evidence because they feared reprisals. The managers of the Helpline were former social workers in north Wales who were colleagues of the abusers. One of the few people who dared avail themselves of the support provided by the Helpline was found dead. The NSPCC stated in response that they had followed policy and were fully covered by their insurance. See previous posts.

 

A few other Social Service Dept’s have taken a leaf out of Swansea’s book since Aaron’s death and after monumental cock-ups they have simply observed that it wasn’t the social workers wot did it. Er no, the social workers weren’t the ones who actually bludgeoned the victims to death, but lest anyone has taken their eye off the ball, I will remind everyone that Social Services Depts were established and are run – at the cost of many millions – to prevent such events happening. That is why the senior managers are paid high salaries, why everyone in the Dept is actually employed and why legislation is in place which gives them enormous power over birth parents, foster and adoptive parents and other family members/carers. If they are simply going to wash their hands of everything entirely, let’s just sack the lot of them, shut the Social Services down and save the taxpayer a great deal of money. At the same time, we can close the police force down because it is after all the robbers wot do it not the police and shut down the schools, because it’s the kids who fail their exams, not the teachers. Why not just destroy the whole of society Swansea Social Services, after all it’s not working very effectively is it?

‘Our Director is Dr Victoria Winckler, who has more than 30 years experience in public policy in the public, private and third sectors. She is supported by a small staff team.’

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In 2005 – Aaron Gilbert was murdered in May 2005 – Vivienne Sugar was appointed as Wales Adviser to the Joseph Rowntree Foundation and also became Pro-Chancellor of Swansea University, a position that she held until 2012. The Bevan Foundation has commissioned the JRF to carry out work. Another person who has had a go at being Wales Adviser to the JRF is Michael Trickey. Trickey is married to Jane Hutt, who is the Labour AM for the Vale of Glamorgan. Jane is a former social worker who founded Welsh Wimmin’s Aid and was the Welsh Gov’t Minister for Health and Social Services as the disaster which led to Aaron Gilbert’s death unfolded. Having been such a roaring success in that post, Rhodri then gave Hutt the job of Minister for Assembly Business and appointed her Chief Whip. In July 2007 Rhodri made Jane Minister for Children, Education, Lifelong Learning and Skills, where she cluttered up the corridors until Dec 2009. As havoc prevailed at Bangor University…

 

I was told by a friend who is an academic in Bradford that the JRF are well-known for only funding research bids submitted by people whom are already favoured by them. A professional bid writer at a Russell Group university told my friend that if one is not already in the inner circle of the JRF, it is not worth submitting any bids to them, no matter what the JRF are requesting. The only way that academics extract funding out of the JRF is by making friends with them and joining the club. A look at those who do receive funding from the JRF is instructive. They do indeed seem to favour certain people, particularly Professor Danny Dorling, the JRF really loves Danny. Danny writes much about poverty and exclusion and he does his stats and analyses, but one area that Danny does not touch is the neglect and abuse of vulnerable people by the welfare services themselves. Never mind, it’s been enough to transport him from Sheffield University to Oxford University.

 

Until December 2013 Vivienne Sugar was Chair of the National Regeneration Panel advising the Welsh Government. Vivienne is a consultant to Local Government and a member of the Council of the Property Ombudsman. She is a Fellow of the Chartered Institute of Housing.

Here’s Viv picking up an honorary Doctor of Law degree from Swansea University in 2013, the year after she finished being their Pro-Chancellor:

 

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In the spiel on Swansea University’s website, it is explained that during Viv’s tenure as Pro-Chancellor, the University ‘experienced one of the most dramatic periods of growth and transformation in its history, including the realisation of plans for the construction of the University’s new Science and Innovation Campus’. A great many of Those In The Dark such as I wondered how the scandal ridden troubled wreckage of an institution which was Swansea University managed to persuade the Welsh Gov’t to stump up for that Science and Innovation Campus. I presumed that it had something to do with Rhodri Morgan, because Rhodri Morgan’s friends and relations virtually run Swansea University (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’), but the presence of Viv, an insider throughout the decades of corruption in the rotten Councils of south Wales, won’t have done Swansea University any harm at all.

When Viv was given her honorary degree she commented that ‘I have been particularly pleased to be involved in developing the student experience’. The students at Swansea were so impressed with their student experience that after the wrecking ball which is Professor Hilary Lappin-Scott almost single-handedly destroyed the Business School at Swansea, the students held a demo, explaining to the media that the allegations of nepotism and dreadful behaviour on the part of Hilary and the senior staff in the Business School had brought the University into such disrepute that their degrees had been devalued.

Those of us who were employed at Bangor University some years ago also enjoyed the Hilary Satan-Scott Experience. Hilary, was for a brief, terrible time, the PVC for Research at Bangor University. The damage that she did was seriously impressive. A minor crime of Hilary’s was to e mail me and tell me that she had a special interest in Wimmin should I wish to support her. I had already become aware of Hilary’s shameless lies and ruthless bullying in the direction of other members of staff so I sent Hilary an e mail politely saying that I had not experienced discrimination at Bangor on the basis of my gender and that being a woman without children I didn’t see any reason why I should be afforded any special privileges or indeed have anyone taking a particular interest in me because I was a Woman. Weeks later, the University refused to pay my fieldwork expenses -which they were legally obliged to pay – amounting to several hundred quid. I discovered that Satan-Scott had e mailed the finance dept refusing to sign the payment off. No reason, she just wasn’t going to do it. I had no money for petrol or groceries. My mates lent me dosh to tide me over and after communications with Satan-Scott proved fruitless, I went to see the VC who facilitated the payment of my expenses.

Shortly after that, Satan-Scott and Professor Fergus Lowe attempted to close down five Depts at Bangor University, one of them being the one in which I worked. One member of staff from one of the Depts earmarked for closure committed suicide. Satan-Scott’s plans to close down most of the University were stopped because the VC announced his retirement on the day that Satan-Scott and Fungus attempted to force the plans through. Satan-Scott tried to go ahead nonetheless but was prevented for doing so by the University Council…

Meanwhile, the grapevine let us know that while Satan-Scott was employed at Bangor, she was hobnobbing with her former colleagues at Exeter University, telling them all how shite we were and that the VC was a ‘rat leaving a sinking ship’ no less.

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Fans of ‘The Wind In The Willows’ will remember that the story’s main antagonists are the weasels, ferrets and stoats, who plan to chuck the boss out and take over. Their leader is unidentified, but referred to as Chief Weasel.

The late Professor Fungus Lowe, in the days when he was still in possession of hair:

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Fungus’s mistress, Professor Pauline Horne:

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When Fungus died in 2014, his acolytes from the School of Psychology wrote a wonderful obituary for him in which they claimed that as a young graduate from Dublin in the early 1970s, Fungus couldn’t decide whether to become a Film Director or a Psychologist, but he decided on Psychology and made his way to UCNW at Bangor to begin his PhD (see post ‘Feet In Chains’). When Fungus registered for that PhD, the Psychology Dept in Bangor was a derelict house containing a very small number of Dafydd’s mates, who did what Dafydd told them and facilitated the paedophile/trafficking gang, assisted by the rest of UCNW. I do not for one minute believe that Fungus waved goodbye to Hollywood to join Dafydd. Perhaps Pauline, someone else who inexplicably decided that her future lay as a psychologist and went up to UCNW to join old Fungus after she had been working as a biomedical researcher in the London hospitals, would like to tell us the real reason why the sociopath Fungus rocked up in Bangor to work with a paedophile gang?

 

A No Brainer Pauline?

This:

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Born Steven Allan Spielberg
December 18, 1946 
Alma mater California State University, Long Beach
Occupation Filmmaker
Years active 1969–present
Net worth US$3.7 billion (2018)

 

Spielberg gained notoriety through his work as the Director for Jaws (1975), which was critically and commercially successful, and is considered the first summer blockbuster. His subsequent releases focused typically on science fiction and adventure films, but Spielberg transitioned into displaying humanistic issues in his later work, such as Bridge of Spies (2015).  

Or This:

Dafydd

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

Born: When the human race was still nitrogen in the atmosphere

Alma mater: University of Liverpool

Occupation: Europe’s Leading Forensic Psychiatrist (as declared in the Bangor and Anglesey Mail circa 1994

Years active: The Pre-Cambrian until the present

Net worth: US$ 3.7 billion (2018)

 

Pauline: If I had been complicit with the sort of wrongdoing that you and Fungus have been, I would want a bloody site more in return than a job as a psychologist at Bangor University… So how come Dafydd remained as the whip hand?

 

Hilary Satan-Scott parted company with Bangor University shortly her failure to close the place down. By the end, she was inflicting so much damage upon the institution that there were serious discussions regarding the possibility that she was being paid by someone to damage the University. Bangor University and the VC were most definitely under attack from the paedophiles’ friends at the time (see eg. posts ‘Badlands’ and ‘A Discovery Of Witches’), but whether Satan-Scott was a gift from them or just a fuckwit I don’t know.

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When Satan-Scott finally departed the parish, it was rumoured that she had been sacked and escorted off the premises by security, but no-one leaked any information, not even Professor Colin Baker aka The Sieve, so we all remained in the dark, save for a brief e mail from the Registrar telling us all that the nightmare was over and no more would be said about the matter.

My most bizarre Satan-Scott Experience occurred when Duncan Tanner, the former Director of Research at Bangor University, died. Because Hilary was such a nightmare, a lot of the staff, including me, were going to Duncan for advice and mentoring. Duncan was a Welsh Labour modern historian and some of the work that I was doing overlapped with his field, so we began working together. One day I arrived at work and I saw Hilary heading towards me. Because I thought that I would just be berated with more fuckwittery about Wimmin, I tried to escape, but Hilary  caught up with me and opened the conversation with ‘Eee you knew Duncan very well didn’t you? You were working together weren’t you? Well ‘e’s dead. ‘Is ‘eart I understand. Ee, very sad.’ And then she buggered off.

I was gobsmacked, so I went to my office. It was still before 8 am, so the only people whom I could ring to check out this story were my friends but none of them knew whether Duncan had died. One of them observed ‘well surely even Hilary isn’t such a psycho that she’d have told you that Duncan was dead when he’s not’. I found out within the next hour that Duncan had indeed died, just hours before, at Ysbyty Gwynedd. Duncan was only 51 and he died during a minor, routine operation which should never have led to his death. But that’s Ysbyty fucking Gwynedd for you and no doubt the truth will never be told about that death.

Shortly after Duncan’s death, ‘The Daily Post’ ran a fictitious Good News story about the miracles which had been performed on a patient who had died and come back to life repeatedly no less while in the care of one of Ysbyty Gwynedd’s cardiologists. I knew the Lazarus who was at the centre of the story. Some years previously I had caught her stealing from an older lady whom I used to lodge with and her alcoholic husband had been offering to provide ‘sex education’ for the young adult daughter of the older lady, a young woman who had learning disabilities and mental health problems. When I challenged Lazarus and the alkie about their conduct, they rang the relatives of the older lady and her daughter and told them that a Dangerous Mental Patient had moved in with them. The Arfon Community Mental Health Team were delighted to confirm to the relatives that indeed I was Dangerous, so Dangerous that they would refuse to visit the older lady and her daughter – who were both ‘clients’ of the Arfon Team – if I remained in the house. I moved out to give everyone a quiet life.

I raised my concerns about that offer of ‘sex education’ but I was ignored.

The older lady, when she was younger, had a child forcibly and unlawfully removed from her at birth by the combined forces of Dafydd, St David’s Laundry in Bangor and her mother, whom she did not get on with. She old lady’s ‘difficult’ behaviour was manifested by her refusing to shut up about the baby whom had been abducted. She told me that she had called him Martin and all that she knew about him was that he had been given to a couple in Cheshire. Her one wish was to trace him before she died but no-one would help her. She was found dead in her house near Caernarfon during the period of time between 2002 and 2003 when the Hergest Unit were trying to frame me for ‘threatening to kill Alun Davies’. My post ‘Oliver!’ and the comments which follow it explain that Davies made eight or nine phone calls to the police demanding that they arrest and charge me while he was in a meeting at the Welsh Assembly with Jane Hutt and her officials. At the time, I was sitting in a locked ward in the Hergest Unit, injured, having been denied contact with the police to report the assault on me by four Angels, which had resulted in the injury.

Documents now in my possession show that at the same time, Dr Sadie Francis also made a number of claims that I had threatened her and that she was too frightened to come near me. Other documents written at the same time – by Sadie – confirm that I had not threatened Sadie and no, she was not frightened of me. It appears that Sadie had only made such statements in an attempt to assist the cause of Alun Davies and Dr Tony Roberts, a Hergest Unit psychiatrist who had previously worked with Dafydd at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, who were both desperate to frame me, on the grounds that I should be imprisoned for my terrible crimes.

A subsequent complaint by me to the GMC about Tony Roberts did not result in an investigation. However, a forged letter to the GMC purporting to be from me about Tony Roberts, was found in the possession of the GMC at a later date. See post ‘The General Medical Council And Yet Another Forged Document’.

 

Here are a few other middle aged men involved with the Labour Party with knowledge of skulduggery who died relatively young and unexpectedly from heart problems:

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Then of course there was Michael Carr, the Labour MP for Bootle, who died in the ‘care of’ the Walton Hospital, 57 days after he took office, after tangling with both Militant and the paedophiles’ friends. Walton Hospital was effectively run by Militant. See post ‘News From Sicily’.

 

A memorial service was held for Duncan Tanner at Bangor University, during which The Red Flag was sung. At the memorial service, a number of people insulted the VC. But then the paedophiles’ friends had insulted the VC at his own wife’s memorial service, so why are we not surprised. The person who sat behind me at Duncan’s memorial service was a local lawyer, Frances Jones, who told those sitting next to her that Bangor University was being wrecked by the VC’s strategy.

I recognised Frances Jones because just a few weeks earlier, she had joined me at Bangor Police Station when I was unlawfully arrested by Elfed Roberts, the Chair of the North West Wales NHS Trust, for having pink hair, calling his car a penismobile and because he was fed up with my complaints. Frances certainly got me out of the police station quickly and I heard no more from the police. But interestingly enough I heard no more from Frances either, although she had extracted a confession, which was recorded, from the police officer involved, a DC Steve Power, that I had been unlawfully harassed and arrested. I recognised DC Power. He was the police officer who some years before had refused to take a statement or investigate my complaint after I was assaulted by Angels in the Hergest Unit in 2002, although I had been given an appointment with DC Power for the very purpose of making a statement about the matter, having been denied contact with the police by the Angels in the immediate aftermath of the assault. See previous posts.

I was later told by a colleague that Frances Jones is the favoured lawyer for ‘the villains of Anglesey, she gets them off every time’.

Dafydd and many of his henchmen live on Anglesey.

When I took delivery of yet more of my medical records some two years ago, Frances Jones’s name was on them. In one of the cases against me brought by Gwynedd Social Services in an attempt to imprison me in the early 1990s, Frances had been the lawyer who had prepared the ‘exhibits’. The ‘exhibits’ included affidavits sworn by members of the Arfon Community Mental Health Team – two of whom had never met me – which were substantially untrue. Furthermore, documents in my possession contain information which suggests that the four perjurers of the Arfon Team had not actually seen those affidavits which they had previously ‘sworn’ and ‘signed’ when they arrived at Chester Court to give evidence against me. I know this because of the instructions provided to the Arfon perjurers in a little handwritten note written by Ron Evans, the corrupt solicitor who was employed by Gwynedd County Council. Ron told the perjurers to arrive for the case early, to make themselves known to the clerk of the court who will be expecting them and who will then ‘show them where to go’ so that they can ‘familiarise themselves’ with the affidavits. This was the court case over which Justice John Roch – later Lord Justice Roch – presided. The venue and judge were changed just before the case. I have a copy of the note written by Ron to the perjurers telling them this and giving them details of the new venue, but my barrister wasn’t told. She was sent to the wrong court and arrived very late, so didn’t have time to speak to me before the case.

However, whoever had ‘prepared’ the exhibits had told so many lies in the affidavits that the lies in each affidavit were inconsistent with the other ones. Something like 14 charges against me were thrown out. Did Roch make any comment about the industrial scale perjury? Er no. Roch instead offered the perjurers extra time to rewrite their statements to co-ordinate their lies.

See post ‘Some Big legal Names Enter The Arena’.

Frances! How can the villains of Anglesey rely on you when you couldn’t even achieve consistency with the lies in those statements? Could it possibly be because rather than being a hot shot, you are completely fucking bent?

Ron Evans knew all about the abuse of kids in north Wales, because his wife Dinah told me that he did. Dinah told me that when the investigations into the abuse of kids in north Wales began, Ron told everyone that they must never, ever say a word about it to anyone, because what had happened was so bad and so indefensible that everyone would go to prison. Dinah had no idea that I was one of the witnesses whom her husband had shafted, I only got to know her years later when I worked as a sociologist at Bangor. I got to know Dinah because she was a lecturer in the Dept of History at Bangor, having finished her PhD with Duncan Tanner. Dinah is a magistrate in north Wales!

I don’t think that Dinah was in on the skulduggery that was happening at Bangor University at the time of Duncan’s death. Years previously Ron had developed cancer and had a breakdown and the north Wales NHS being what it is, Ron was left to rot. The paedophiles’ friends will have theorised that if Ron died, it will have been one less person who knew what they all did. Dinah thought Duncan was marvellous and she was distraught when he died; she also really loathed Hilary Satan-Scott.

Dinah, you are completely out of your depth. This lot are terrible, they are still killing witnesses and they threw you and Ron to the wolves years ago.

Dinah is a neighbour of Dr Sadie Francis. After Tony Francis killed himself, Sadie told Dinah that it was my fault. Dinah didn’t realise that I was the ‘awful woman’ whom she had been told hounded poor Tony to death, but I worked out from the context that it was me…

Dinah’s colleague in the History Dept who also worked closely with Duncan is Professor Andrew Edwards. Andrew went to university as a mature student; before that Andrew was a police officer in the North Wales Police.

Duncan died in Feb 2010.

This man was PM at the time:

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In Feb 2010 Mandy, for whom Ron and Dinah’s daughter was working as a senior aide, was Secretary of State for Business, Innovation and Skills. Universities fell under Mandy’s remit. Mandy was also at the time Lord President of the Council. One of the functions of the Lord President of the Council is that of the visitor for the constituent colleges of the University of Wales, except for Lampeter. By the time that Mandy was Lord President of the Council, Bangor had very recently waved a fond farewell to the University of Wales and was a university in its own right, Bangor University. But what with all those tentacles, I’m sure that Mandy knew a man who could.

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‘You might very well think that; I couldn’t possibly comment.’

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Two paedophiles’ friends who really loathed the VC were the leading lights in the School of Theology and Religious Studies at Bangor, Professor Densil Morgan and Dr Catrin Haf Williams. Densil and Catrin Haf had made a great nuisance of themselves for years and there were many complaints from students of vicious bullying and unfair practice on the part of Densil and Catrin; there was also a steady exodus of their students changing course and escaping to other Depts. So there was much celebrating when word got around that Densil and Catrin would be leaving Bangor.

There were constant allegations that the VC was going to close the School of Theology and a paedophiles’ friend hurled insults at him in one public meeting on this basis. However the School of Theology didn’t close, although Densil and Catrin departed – for Lampeter. I had a friend who was a theologian and he told me that Lampeter really did not want Densil and Catrin Haf because their reputation for toxicity was known throughout the UK, but Densil and Catrin Haf had done a deal with another authority somewhere (but I can’t remember which one) to relocate to Lampeter. Within a few years of Densil and Catrin arriving, many members of staff from the Theology Dept at Lampeter found themselves jobs in other universities.

Densil is a Nonconformist Minister. He comes from West Glamorganshire and was was educated at UCNW and Regents Park College, Oxford. He trained for Ministry at the North Wales Baptist College. Following ordination, Densil was settled to the Welsh Baptist group of churches centred on Penygroes in Gwynedd where he ministered for some years before moving to assist two churches on Anglesey. It was after this that Densil became a member of staff of the School of Theology and Religious Studies at Bangor. He also became Warden of the North Wales Baptist College, Bangor on the retirement of the previous Principal, the Rev’d John Rice Rowlands.

That biography suggests that Densil knows a great deal about much of the wrongdoing discussed on this blog. Densil is the man who has written the hagiographies of J.E. Daniel, a theologian and inspector of schools in north Wales. J.E. Daniel was one of the founder members of Plaid. Dafydd knew J.E. Daniel and also knows his son, Huw Daniel. See post ‘Tan yn Llyn’.

Huw Daniel is a bent judge who was a colleague of John Roch. Huw Daniel presided over the hearings after Alun Davies and the perjurers of the North West Wales NHS Trust had me arrested and charged for ‘threatening to kill Alun Davies’. The charge was withdrawn on the first day of the trial but nonetheless Huw Daniel issued a restraining order banning me from NHS properties which he knew was legally invalid. No questions were asked about the perjury by anyone. See previous posts.

 

Catrin Haf’s father is the clergyman who conducted the marriage of William and Ffion Hague. William Hague, in his capacity as Secretary of State for Wales, orchestrated the carefully rigged Waterhouse Inquiry and Ffion met William when she was working as a civil servant in the Welsh Office, when the Welsh Office was full of people concealing organised abuse in Wales and had been for decades. When Miranda became PM in 1997, he appointed Ron Davies as Secretary of State for Wales. The Ron who had been doing many interesting things that were well-known in south Wales for years, such as cottaging in public, but who was only outed in the media when he had that moment of madness on Clapham Common with a male prostitute called Boogie (see previous posts, including ‘Cottaging At Castle Gate). Ron’s (now ex) wife Christina Rees is a barrister who since 2015 has been the Labour MP for Neath and is now the Shadow Secretary of State for Wales. Who did of course know nothing at all about Ron’s Ugandan activities, even if the rest of south Wales did.

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When Ron stepped down after the much publicised encounter with Boogie, he was replaced by Alun Michael, the Labour MP for Cardiff South and Penarth and AM for Mid and West Wales. Michael was born on Anglesey, went to school in Colwyn Bay and is a former journalist, youth and community worker, magistrate and City of Cardiff Councillor, who also knew a great deal more about the abuse of vulnerable people in Wales than he ever admitted. Alun Michael subsequently became FM of Wales, but scarpered as soon as the Waterhouse Report was published (see post ‘News From Sicily’). Alun is now the Police and Crime Commissioner for South Wales.

Alun’s son Tal Michael was based in London and held a senior role in a London Borough Council until he felt the pull of hiraeth some ten years ago and landed in north Wales. Tal immediately bagged the job as Chief Exec of the North Wales Police Authority and then stood for election as the Police and Crime Commissioner for North Wales. He was unsuccessful and then tried to become the Labour AM for Ynys Mon when Dafydd’s mate Ieuan Wyn Jones stood down as the Plaid AM for Ynys Mon in 2013. Allegations of dirty tricks were made regarding the process by which Tal was selected as the Labour candidate. Tal didn’t have much luck at the polls and he now runs the CAB for Gwynedd. Lucille Hughes has been involved with the senior management of the CAB in Wales for years.

I once had the pleasure of sitting in an IWA meeting with Tal who assured me that Labour were a dead cert to win the next General Election. I told him that they wouldn’t. Tal snapped that they would, all the polling showed that they would. I told Tal that polls had got it very wrong before. Tal shot back with that was only one General Election when Thatch won unexpectedly.

Tal: Did you notice that Ed Miliband didn’t win the General Election? I know that you told everyone that he would and Ed was so sure that he would that he even promised the tossers like Tristram, Ed and Yvette Cabinet jobs, but he LOST. I told you that he would because I could see that even Labour voters were sick of what was going on. I might be an Empowered Service User Tal rather than a candidate for Police and Crime Commissioner or the Labour AM for Ynys Mon, but I don’t spend my time lording it over people so I tend to know what’s going on at ground level and my father didn’t conceal the fucking Westminster Paedophile Ring either.

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After mergers, some years ago, the University of Wales Lampeter became the University of Wales Trinity St David. Densil and Catrin Haf were not the only people who exited Bangor only to make their way to Trinity St David. The Crack of Doom aka Meri Huws, formerly a PVC at Bangor and former bedfellow of many a Welsh Gov’t Minister, including it is rumoured Rhodri The Ale Twat himself (see post ‘People With Energy’), left for the green green grass of Trinity St David after causing much destruction in north Wales. In the 1980s, Meri was a community social worker in Bangor and her patch included Ty’r Felin children’s home, in which children were physically and sexually abused and sold for sex by their social workers in north Wales and further afield, including in Dolphin Square in London (see post ‘Are You Local?’).

Nefyn Dodd, the manager of Ty’r Felin, used to boast of his friendship with Dafydd. When Meri was Head of the School of Lifelong Learning in Bangor University, that School offered ‘courses’ carried out in collaboration with Dafydd and Lucille’s Charity CAIS.

Another person who has found themselves a nice little number at Trinity St David wearing her environmentalism hat is Jane Davidson, the former AM for Pontypridd, who was the Welsh Gov’t Minister for Education and Lifelong Learning. Jane Davidson is from Birmingham and has a background in education, but by a process of which I know nothing arrived in Wales and was sufficiently well-networked with those we know and love to sit as a Cardiff City Councillor and then bag a seat in the newly created Welsh Assembly. Davidson’s time as Minister for Education was notorious for the business over ELWA.

ELWA was yet another organisation which provided a few highly paid jobs for the paedophiles’ friends and benefited no-one else to any great extent, although it swallowed a great deal of taxpayers’ cash. ELWA went under the umbrella of being a ‘learning and training’ organisation. At one point it was realised that Jane had authorised the transfer of £2 million from ELWA into the hands of another company who could not explain where the dosh had gone. Neither had Gov’t accounting procedures been followed and other irregularities had not been disclosed when requested.

The Chair of ELWA at the time was Enid Rowlands. Enid, the ‘proud north Waleian’ refused to relocate to south Wales when appointed as Chair of ELWA, nearly all of whose staff were in south Wales. The Enid who is married to Huw Vaughan Thomas, who was Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council when the paedophile gang were busy within…

After the £2 million fiasco and the redundancy of nearly 100 staff, Enid refused to resign as Chair of ELWA. An interim Chief Exec had been appointed – Dr Peter Higson. Higson was an Executive Director of the North Wales Health Authority when one Enid Rowlands was the Chair. Dr Peter Higson is now Chairman of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board.

For further details regarding this sordid con and the huge conflicts of interest of everyone involved, see post ‘You Know I’m No Good…’

 

I note that Jane Davidson was Minister for Education just as I began my teaching career and the paedophiles’ friends had noted that and were sending each other memos that they would have to put a stop to this…

 

Densil and Catrin Haf were famed for their poison, but even some of the more benign members of staff of the School of Theology at Bangor knew much about the wrongdoing of Dafydd et al. Eryl Davies – later Professor Eryl Davies – was when I was in my first year at UCNW, warden of the hall where I lived, Llys Tryfan. Eryl was very popular among the students because he didn’t hassle us and people used to drop in at his for a coffee. I never heard any allegations about Eryl doing things to undergrads that he should not have, but he knew all about Gordon Farley, the sexual harasser who was employed as a lecturer in the Agriculture Dept (see post ‘Not Seen Since The 80s – Carwyn’), because Farley had been warden the year before Eryl was and there had been constant problems with Farley finding himself in the rooms of female students when he hadn’t been invited in. All this was discussed quite openly in front of Eryl, the anecdotes were legion and Eryl was on the scene when a pissed Farley crashed a students party and tried to grope the girls.

There was another reason why Eryl was held in high esteem by the students. That was because it was said that Eryl refused to let the Drug Squad into Llys Tryfan. In the 1980s the Drug Squad in north Wales were notorious for their corruption (see previous posts) and were constantly hassling students and hippies; carrying out busts and if they didn’t find any drugs, they’d plant them. People had so much grief that some people who were in possession of recreational chemicals and didn’t want to be hassled moved into Llys Tryfan for a quiet life. I don’t know WHY the Drug Squad obeyed Eryl’s instructions not to enter, they certainly didn’t obey such instructions from anyone else and they didn’t even obey the law, but it was true that they did not come near Llys Tryfan. They didn’t even pay a visit to the boy who lived on the floor below me who set up shop, kept his scales for weighing out the drugs on the windowsill and who did a roaring trade.

Eryl did something else as well that I never heard any of the staff at UCNW doing; he visited the students who were taken to the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. I have mentioned in previous posts that very few students did go to Denbigh. Because of what Dafydd et al were actually doing out there, huge efforts made to ensure that students were kept well away from Denbigh lest middle class English parents hear a terrible tale and ask questions, but a few stragglers did end up there and Eryl would go out and see them. I always thought that was very good of Eryl and I’m sure that the students appreciated it, but I know that Eryl did know much of what Dafydd et al was up to. Eryl grew up in north east Wales and his brother was a dentist in that area, they will have known a great deal about Dafydd and the gang.

Furthermore Eryl knew Patient F, who, after challenging Meri Huws’s colleagues about their abuse of boys in the Ty Newydd children’s home, was framed by the Drug Squad, assaulted in the police station, framed for arson, unlawfully held in Risley Remand Centre and then in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and subsequently relieved of his property, money and child by the paedophile gang. See previous posts. At one point F began a degree in theology at UCNW and Eryl was one of his tutors. F liked Eryl, indeed Eyl was the only tutor whom F did like, he told me that the others were absolutely dreadful and it was because of the others that F withdrew from the course. However F got to know Eryl well and F, being very chatty and extroverted, openly discussed his time in Risley and Denbigh with Eryl. F never told me whether he told Eryl what he had found out was going on at Ty Newydd, but it is highly probable that he did, it was one of F’s lines of conversation because he was so shocked at the way in which the boys were treated.

 

Following Hilary Satan-Scott’s adventures at Bangor, everyone presumed that she would never work again, except for Brown who said ‘oh no, she’ll be really useful to a totally unscrupulous university which wants to sack staff and close depts’. Brown predicted that Satan-Scott would soon become VC of a former poly in England and that there would be much trauma. That hasn’t happened – well not yet anyway – but within months of leaving Bangor, Satan-Scott landed her job as a PVC at Swansea University…

However Hilary has managed to win an award for being an Inspirational Woman and get herself photographed with HRH Princess Snap.

See previous posts for more information re Hilary Satan-Scott.

One thing that I did hear on the grapevine was that Hilary was going nowhere in her previous job at Exeter University which was why she went to Bangor. Yet Hilary hated Bangor, hated ‘The Welsh’ and was still batting for her old mates at Exeter. Her relocation didn’t make much sense even if she did want to Move On. There were also rumours that Bangor University investigated the possibility of suing Exeter for providing such a misleading reference with regard to Satan-Scott’s abilities.

The VC of Exeter University who oversaw Satan-Scott’s departure was Professor Sir Steve Smith, who has been Vice-Chancellor of the University of Exeter since October 2002. Steve Smith was previously Senior Pro Vice-Chancellor at Aberystwyth, where Steve Smith was most unpopular. Sir Steve is a graduate of the University of Southampton, which is an institution that hosted many high profile Top Doctors who afforded protection for Dafydd and the gang (see post ‘Professor Prestigious And His Associates’).

Exeter has excelled in its choice of Chancellors as well. Their current Chancellor is Lord Paul Myners. Myners was brought up in Truro, Cornwall, and has led a ‘distinguished career’ in international banking and business. Myners attended Truro School and obtained a First Class Honours degree in Education and a PGCE from the University of London, after which he taught for a year in Inner London, 1971-72, by which time kids from inner London were being exported to the children’s homes of north Wales. Myners proceeded. Myners then entered journalism via the Daily Telegraph and moved into a 20-year career in the City as a fund manager, initially at N M Rothschild & Sons Ltd, then at Gartmore plc until 2001.

In 2008, Myners was appointed City Minister in Gordon Brown’s Government and joined the Lords. He now sits as a crossbencher.

Myners has Chaired a number of public companies including Marks & Spencer, Land Securities and Chaired non-commercial organisations, including The Tate and the Low Pay Commission.

Many moons ago when the Royal College of Psychiatrists was first established, Professor Martin Roth was for some reason given a huge loan by M&S, the purpose of which was to buy the Royal College a magnificent building in Belgravia in which to house themselves. Other Top Docs told them that they could never afford it, but grandiosity won the day and the building was purchased. The Royal College was nearly bankrupted subsequently and the grandiose building had to be quietly flogged off. I have not been able to find out why M&S helped Dafydd’s mates out in this way, but years later, the widow of the Chair of M&S also threw her lot in with the initiatives of the paedophiles’ friends.

Paul Myners has held a Directorship of the Singapore Sovereign Wealth Fund and membership of the Court of the Bank of England. He has also served on several arts and public policy boards, including as Chair of the Tate Foundation and Trustee of Glyndebourne, London Symphony Orchestra and the National Maritime Museum.

Myners was Chair of the Guardian Media Group, the publisher of ‘The Guardian’ and ‘Observer’, 2000-08. So he was installed as Chair in time to deal with the aftermath of the Waterhouse Report. No wonder we heard so little about the travesty which was the Waterhouse Inquiry and the Report.

Myners is currently working with a number of public and private companies primarily in the asset management sector.

Being a Cornishman, Paul has a love of the South West and a lifelong commitment to enhancing the future educational and economic prosperity of our region. Paul loves Cornwall so much that lives in London. His interests include contemporary art, opera and jazz.

Coming from Cornwall and going to Truro School, Paul Myners probably knew David Penhaligon, the Lib Dem MP who had much dirt on many people and who was killed in a car crash in Dec 1986, days after Professor Ollie Brooke was imprisoned for child porn offences and days after Dafydd unlawfully arrested and imprisoned me. Myners probably also knew Penhaligon’s assistant, Matthew Taylor, who took over Penhaligon’s seat and ended up bagging a seat in the Lords despite spending his entire career in obscurity. See post ‘It’s Bachman Turner Overdrive – Not ‘Arf’.

 

Paul Myners succeeded Floella Benjamin as Chancellor of Exeter. Baroness Benjamin is a Trinidadian-British actress, author, TV presenter, singer, businesswoman and politician. She is known as a presenter of children’s programmes such as  ‘Play School’ and ‘Play Away’. On 28 June 2010, Lady Benjamin was introduced to the Lords by the Lib Dems.

Floella’s Other TV credits include ‘Angels’, ‘Within These Walls’, ‘Crown Court’ and ‘Dixon of Dock Green’.

Benjamin is Vice-President of NCH Action for Children and Barnardo’s and was in the NSPCC’s Hall of Fame. She runs the London Marathon to raise funds for Barnardo’s and the Sickle Cell Society.

Staff of the NCH and Barnardo’s, as well as the NSPCC, were involved with the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal and in organised abuse elsewhere. George Thomas was Patron of the NCH, while he abused children. Thatch also supported the NCH, while she ignored warnings that her friend and Minister Sir Peter Morrison was abusing children in care, including in north Wales.

In July 2007 Floella spoke of what she saw as the low standard of children’s television. In Floella’s ‘Play School’ heyday, Jimmy Savile was a staple of children’s and young people’s TV.

In March 2013, Floella used a speech marking International Wimmin’s Day to warn of the impact on children of the availability of violent pornographic material online, claiming this was leading to the increasing objectification of women. 

John Allen’s gang in north Wales used their victims to make child porn which catered to the most exotic tastes, including bestiality.

Floella is a Patron of the charidee Beating Bowel Cancer, having lost her mother to the disease in and knowing much about tumour biology, having previously presented ‘Play School’.

What can we see through the Round Window? Some histopathology slides? No, it’s Big Ted, Little Ted, Humpty, Hambel and Jemima:

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In October 2015, in a talk to migrant children, Floella Benjamin said that dropping her accent was the key to her success and that migrant pupils should do the same to avoid racism and bullying. Floella: advising people to drop their foreign accents IS racist bullying, even if the advice is emanating from the Black Baroness with a healthy coating of red lipstick.

I suspect that the real key to Floella’s success was keeping schtum about Savile, Rolf, Stuart Hall and a few others who are sitting next to her in the Lords. I wonder if Floella ever met BBC comedy favourite Spike Milligan who was on record as saying that he could never accept that an Indian man was the equivalent of a white man? Changing one’s accent is not going to make any difference in the face of such theory.

The Chancellor of Exeter University, 1998-05, was the Tory Peer Robert Alexander QC. Alexander was Chair of the Bar Council 1985-86. He represented Jeffrey Archer in his successful libel case against the Star in 1987 – the case that the Star later took to appeal when new evidence emerged that Archer had perjured himself, which eventually resulted in Archer going to prison. The case hinged upon whether Archer had paid a prostitute for sex or not. The prostitute herself was not available to give evidence at Archer’s trial for perjury, having most conveniently keen killed as a result of a car crash shortly before the trial. See post ‘Tuppence And His Fragrant Wife’.  Alexander retired from the Bar in 1989 and was Chair of Nat West Bank, 1989-99.

 

Exeter also has a Royal connection, with Princess Snap’s two children, Peter and Zara Phillips, having attended the university. No wonder Princess Snap gave Hilary Satan-Scott an award for being Inspirational.

Exeter has another Royal connection as well. The authorities at Exeter University forced Professor Edzard Ernst out of his job after pressure from Carlo, because Edzard’s work showed that many complementary therapies were clinically ineffective and Edzard refused to fiddle his results (see post ‘And The Lucky Winners Are…’).

 

I have strayed a long way from Vivienne Sugar, so let me return to her.

When Viv was Chair of Consumer Focus Wales, the Board of Consumer Focus contained a few others known to this blog, such as the quango queen Dame Suzi Leather and Sukhvinder Kaur-Stubbs. I presume that Dame Suzi and Sukhvinder were Board members of the wider Consumer Focus, as opposed to Consumer Focus Wales.

Christine Farnish was a Board member and then appointed Chair of Consumer Focus in late 2010, having Chaired the Audit and Risk Committee since 2007. Christine’s career has spanned both public and private sectors. She has been Managing Director Public Policy for Barclays Group; Chief Executive, National Association of Pension Funds; Consumer Director, FSA; Consumer Director, OFTEL; and also held senior roles in Local Government. Christine has Chaired the Family and Parenting Institute and serves as a Civil Service Commissioner. She is on the Boards of ABTA and Aggregate Industries. She formerly served on the Boards of the Office of Fair Trading, ING Direct, the ASA and Papworth NHS Trust. 

Not only do the experiences of millions of people who have been systematically fleeced in various ways by the financial services suggest that Christine has not regulated the financial services in any way in any of her roles, but I doubt that she has sufficient knowledge of both the Aggregates Industry and heart and lung transplants to be making a meaningful contribution to both. Unless this really is a transplant surgeon who then became a quarryman:

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Here’s Christine at work, breaking the glass ceiling:

Splitting of the slate blocks with hammer and chisel to produce roofing slates requires great skill. This process was not mechanized until the second half of the 20th century, and some slate is still produced in this way. Christine and her colleagues are working at the Dinorwic Quarry. 
Christine fancied a change after doing this for a few years:
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Then Christine became Chair of Consumer Focus, working for Mandy, before the task of reigning in the excesses of global capitalism was handed over to Lucille at the CAB.

Mandy certainly picked them to sit on the Board of Consumer Focus. Who else was there along with Viv and Quarryman Christine but this blog’s old friend and that most excellent longstanding friend of Dafydd and the paedophile gang, Enid Rowlands, star of ELWA and the £2 million quid and wife of Huw Vaughan Thomas, Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council when the paedophile gang enjoyed themselves in Gwynedd’s children’s homes. After excelling in that role, Huw rocked up as Auditor General for Wales. Lilibet appointed him when the previous Auditor General, Jeremy Colman, was imprisoned for the possession of child porn (see previous posts). For details of Huw Vaughan Thomas’s myriad public appointments, see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’.

Enid, a psychology graduate from north Wales, began her career working with ‘long-term unemployed and disadvantaged people’. So  Enid was off to a flying start then and is one of many who’s efforts in this sphere produced absolutely no benefit for the disadvantaged people. Not that her efforts will have been designed to do that, they will have been designed to give Enid and her peers well-paid jobs and start them on their ladders to the top of the world of quangos. It worked. Enid ‘has maintained an interest in the users of public services and the importance of working closely with the voluntary sector’ and ‘has nearly 15 years of board experience and is currently on the board of the GMC, Consumer Focus, the Information Commissioner’s Office and has recently been appointed a Trustee of the National Employment Savings Trust (NEST)’. Enid has also served as a Trustee/Advisory Board Member of RNID as well as the Prince’s Trust. Enid’s husband Huw is also big in the Prince’s Trust. Enid has also been Chair of Victim Support and of the Solicitors’ Regulation Authority. She had sat on the Board of S4C, on the North Wales Police Authority and on the North Wales Health Authority.

Previous posts on this blog have described the many breaches of the Data Protection Act that I have found the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board to have committed. A few days ago, someone e mailed me with much info regarding how serious the wrongdoing was and recommended that I take the matter up with the Information Commissioner. I did do that more than a year ago and the matter was never investigated. Now that I know that Enid is involved I understand why the Information Commissioner just didn’t bother to do their job or even pretend to do it.

 

Other Trustees of Consumer Focus include Cerys Furlong. Cerys is another person who is well-networked into the right crowd. In Feb 2017, Cerys became Chief Exec of Chwarae Teg, the ‘gender equality’ and ‘wimmin’s economic development’ organisation which Jane Hutt was pivotal in establishing. English readers might be interested to know that ‘Chwarae Teg’ is Welsh for ‘Fair Play’. I suggest that the organisation changes its name to ‘Llygredd a Nepotiaeth’…

The PR puff about Cerys said at the time that ‘Ms Furlong has spent over a decade working in the public, private and voluntary sector in Wales. She has been Director for Wales at the Learning and Work Institute for the last three years, and has a vast amount of experience in politics, government, research and public affairs.

Former Cardiff City Councillor Ms Furlong also holds a number of voluntary positions and is a Trustee and Vice Chair for The Bevan Foundation and a Board member at Chapter Arts Centre. Alongside her husband, Tom Furlong, she has also established several successful food and hospitality businesses in Cardiff, including The Potted Pig, Porro, The Lansdowne pub and The Grange pub.

Ms Furlong said: ‘I’m extremely excited to take up this role with Chwarae Teg at this crucial time in the organisation’s history. Throughout my career I’ve been a passionate advocate for gender equality and social justice, and my experience of working in both the private and public sector has showed me that tackling gender issues is just as important now as it was 25 years ago when the charity was first established.

With a fast-changing political and economic landscape facing us in Wales, my priority will be to continue the vital work Chwarae Teg does to improve the position of women in the workplace and in wider society, and to further raise the issues of gender equality and social justice within Welsh public life.’ 

Sandra Busby, Chair of the Board of Trustees at Chwarae Teg, said: ‘When recruiting for this role, it was critical that we found a candidate who could demonstrate an absolute commitment to tackling the core issues that Chwarae Teg exists to address. Cerys really impressed us with her hugely diverse range of commercial and public sector experience, and her knowledge of education and personal development makes her a perfect fit for the organisation.

Next year marks 25 years since Chwarae Teg was first set up. Thanks to a string of successful leaders including most recently Joy Kent, we have achieved so much in challenging attitudes towards gender equality in Wales and helping thousands of women progress in their careers. There’s still so much left to do, and we’re confident that Cerys will drive the organisation forward in achieving its vision of creating a Wales where women achieve and prosper.’

The economic situation for women, as well as men, is in most parts of Wales, grim. In swathes of Wales most of the jobs on offer are part-time minimum wage jobs. Huge numbers of people in Wales need to claim benefits on top of their wages to make ends meet. There are a number of well-paid jobs available for professional people in Cardiff, but that is where the miracle stops. The affluence of the affluent parts of Cardiff has not even stretched out into the valleys, let alone the rest of Wales. Chwarae Teg has not ‘helped thousands of women progress in their careers’, it has been of great assistance to a very small number of wimmin involved in the Labour Party in Wales, because a period at Chwarae Teg is almost obligatory if you are female and want a job in the Welsh Assembly.

 

Cerys Furlong completed a Sociology degree at Bristol University in 2000; undertook a Masters at Cardiff University, 2003-04; was employed as a Research Associate at the University of Oxford, April-Sept 2005, working on review of Initial Teacher Training in Wales, commissioned by the Welsh Assembly Gov’t. I do not know if Cerys is any relative of Professor John Furlong, the Professor of Education at Cardiff University.

Cerys was also:

Policy Officer, Nov 2005-March 2007 and then Programme Director, March 2007-March 2012 at the NIACE (National Institute of Advanced Continuing Education).

Cardiff City Councillor for Canton, May 2008-Dec 2013

Assistant Director of External Strategy at the OU, April 2012-Dec 2013

Board Member Agored Cymru, July 2013-July 2016

Director for Wales, Learning and Work Institute, Jan 2014-Jan 2017

Governor, ACT Training, Jan 2014-Jan 2018

Trustee, Bevan Foundation, Feb 2011-April 2018

RSA Fellow since Sep 2015

Trustee, Chapter Arts Centre, Sept 2015-present day. Cerys describes Chapter as ‘a multi-platform arts venue and has been at the heart of creativity in Cardiff for 40 years’

I’ve been to Chapter Arts Centre. I used to go there when I was a Trustee of WEN (Women’s Equality Network Wales), WEN liked holding events there. Chapter Arts Centre is very enjoyable if you are me or Cerys Furlong, but many Wimmin in Wales would never think of going there and would consider it very expensive and not to their tastes anyway. But I have found that the social justice and equality organisations in Wales do like a bit of organic luxury and also tend to book venues for their events that exclude the plebs.

Cerys has been or is a Board Member of Cardiff Capital Region Economy Growth Partnership.

She is also a Fellow of the British American Project, since Nov 2017: ‘The British American Project is a transatlantic fellowship of over 1,000 leaders, rising stars and opinion formers who come from a broad spectrum of occupations, backgrounds and political views.’

Cerys is obviously one of those Rising Stars but I can guarantee that they will not come from a broad spectrum of occupations, backgrounds and political views.

Throughout my time as a Trustee of WEN, I met a lot of nice, interesting people, but they were virtually all women from professional backgrounds, usually health and social care or business. Throughout that whole time, I only met one woman at a WEN event who had travelled there on the bus. She had come from Barry and was an Empowered Service User who was taking an interest in all sorts of things because she had lost her job. It was terrifically good to meet her, but she was the only person who didn’t have a car and a salary who I met throughout the whole time that I was mixing with the social justice/gender equality crowd.

WEN used to hold their Board meetings in the Chwarae Teg offices.

Cerys is Director of NIACE Cymru, ‘a charity that promotes opportunities for adults to learn and work’.

‘Sandra Busby left school without A levels but has become the spokeswoman for the contact centre industry in Wales…If you have anything to do with the contact centre industry in Wales you will probably have come across Sandra Busby. The vivacious managing director of the Welsh Contact Centre Forum was born and brought up in Cardiff. Her parents were young when they had her, the second of three girls. Her father was a chartered accountant, the youngest qualifying accountant in Wales at the time, with his own accountancy business employing 40 at its height, as well as running Cardiff’s first wine bar.

So Sandra is not from the mean streets herself then…

Besides bringing up the three children her mother had various jobs. She was a qualified hairdresser and had her own hairdressing business.

Sandra’s mum was a successful businesswoman as well as her dad…

The young Busby had a Catholic education, going to St Joseph’s Convent primary school then Our Lady’s Convent. “I was taught by some very mean nuns, but I was probably just very unlucky,” she said.

Sandra is treading very carefully here…

The experience of a private education convinced her not to send her own children to private school when the time came. “It doesn’t give you a good grounding in life to be in an all-girls school, it leaves you with a lot of things to learn when you leave school,” she said. “I wanted my children not just to have a mixed gender education but also an inclusive education. You don’t get to see all walks of life and you don’t get to meet the people that you’re going to come across in life with a private education.”

Despite her rejection of her schools she had a happy childhood growing up with two sisters, she says.

So Sandra’s family life was enough to counteract those bloody awful nuns, whom she remembers so well that she’s never going to put her own kids through it.

By her own account the schools her parents chose to send her to did not get the best out of her. I was one of those kids who could achieve without trying too hard and probably did not achieve to my potential in my school years,” she said.

Probably because those nuns killed any love of learning that Sandra had, but she’s not going to say a word. Sandra can’t afford to lose customers now that she runs call centres in south Wales and is Chair of Chwarae Teg. The Catholic Church still has a lot of clout and there is a big RC Community in Cardiff.

“So I gave up and my parents immediately said to me, you need to do something.” She went to college for a year to study business, then her father secured her an interview with a firm of solicitors.

Dad to the rescue!!!

She was all set to start a career as a legal secretary when a conversation with a friend sent her on a different course, one that would shape her life. “My best friend at the time was working in telesales at the Western Mail and South Wales Echo, earning what seemed to be a fortune in commission,” Busby said. “She said, there’s a vacancy, you should apply. I applied and got the job.

Well-connected friends came in useful when Sandra didn’t find the job that her dad lined up for her that inspiring.

Busby had found her niche. Beginning in the mid-80s she worked for a decade at the Western Mail and Echo, starting out by selling motors advertising and handling birth, marriage and death notices. It wasn’t long before she was promoted to field sales, visiting car dealers and “having to get under the car to speak to one-man businesses, which private school had not equipped me for.” From there she moved up to field sales manager, a post which in those days carried “real bottom line responsibility, you had your targets, you were also responsible for the training and recruiting.” When Wales on Sunday was launched she was made its general manager, a post which gave her a wider exposure to different aspects of the business. “Those 10 years gave me an unbelievable grounding. I never had so much fun as when I worked in newspapers,” she said.

Sandra spent years working in the media. She’ll have heard the dirt on absolutely everyone, including the dirt that no-one dared print.

Nevertheless, the arrival of her first child heralded a break. She planned to take two years off to look after the baby and had no plans to return to the Western Mail and Echo. But within three months she had been approached by the Cardiff Independent, a free newspaper of the time, to join them as a consultant. Within six months she was general manager. Through various changes of ownership and mergers she ended up working for the South Wales Argus, where she helped set up the newspaper’s website in the early 90s.

Even more years in the media, becoming increasingly well-connected.

But when the Argus itself was bought by Southern Newspapers her post was transferred to Portsmouth, and now the mother of two children she decided to take redundancy.

Sandra doesn’t know anyone in Portsmouth and will lose her place in the pecking order…

Once again a conversation with a friend led to a redirection, and she took up a job at the Cardiff and Newport Call Centre Initiative, a project set up by six public sector partners to attract call centres to south-east Wales.

Mates to the rescue again.

“The WDA’s focus at the time was to take business out of Cardiff and Newport and into the Valleys,” Busby said.

An everyday story of WDA (Welsh Development Agency) folk. Jobs with huge salaries for the spivs that ran the WDA, jobs in call centres for everyone else. Not for Sandra though obviously, she’s running the call centres.

“Cardiff and Newport wanted to make sure they got their fair share of any business that was out there.” At the time there were around 40 contact centres in Wales, a fifth of the number there are today.

So these are the thousands of opportunities for Wimmin. Jane Hutt gets a job as a Minister, the other thousands are in call centres. Being restricted in terms of how often they can go to the loo. Perhaps the Presiding Officer of the Senedd can start clocking Jane in and out when she goes for a wee. Jane will probably take the case to the European Court of Human Rights on the grounds that an Older Woman’s Dignity is at stake. Julie Morgan can join her and they could make it a class action.

One of the first things we wanted to do was set up a small employers’ forum so we understood what was needed to be successful,” she said. “We brought a lot of business into Wales. The WDA then joined the initiative and other local authorities joined.”

Bring on those call centres.

By the early 2000s there was close to full employment in Wales, punctuated only by areas of high economic inactivity in the Valleys.

Oh excuse me, where exactly did those figures come from? Full employment in Wales??? There has NEVER been full employment in Wales post-Thatcher. I lived there from 1981 onward, I remember it well… Furthermore the ‘punctuations’ in the valleys were not so much ‘punctuations’ as complete devastations, it was terrible and many areas never recovered.

There was some resistance to bringing further contact centre business into Wales, while at the same time call centres were being shut down and the work outsourced to India.

People found out what a con call centres were and call centre authorities being what they are, they’ll go wherever people can be exploited most effectively. That used to be Wales ‘with its full employment’ but now its India…

“I could see that the future had to be about protecting the jobs we had, handing the inward investment side back to the local authorities and the Welsh Government,” said Busby.

So Businesswoman Sandra was dependent upon taxpayers dosh to run her call centres.

“We decided to set up the Welsh Contact Centre Forum as an independent not-for-profit company that was a stand-alone business. We got some funding from the Welsh Government to kick-start us on the premise that it was an independent business that could give independent advice and help, not just to the Welsh Government but to all local authorities, and safeguard the jobs.”

More dosh from the Welsh Gov’t needed. This time to give ‘independent advice’ to other people who want to establish a call centre.

The year was 2008, and after years of growth the sector now had 24,000 people working in up to 160 contact centres in Wales.

This is a nightmare. The Welsh Gov’t gave Wimmin dosh to employ 24ooo people in bloody call centres.

It may be difficult to recall now, but in the years before the recession contact centres had a poor reputation, with negative stories about low pay, poor working conditions and high attrition of staff.

‘Negative stories’. I heard them as well, straight from the horse’s mouth, my friend’s daughter worked in a call centre.

“When we had zero unemployment the reputation of contact centres wasn’t great,” Busby admits.

Their reputation was bloody terrible, because the staff were treated so badly. By the way, when did this zero unemployment happen? I missed that.

“[They’ve] become more popular because people are now taking contact centre jobs far more seriously.”

Because so many people have been entirely cut out of the benefits system that they now have to take anything at all. Which was the point of forcing so many people off of benefits. They were getting fussy and refusing to work in Sandra’s call centres.

She added: “We’re one of the only industries that has seen a net gain during the recession…And indeed contact centre employment in Wales has risen 4,000 to 28,000 since 2008.

We’ve forced the buggers in there. I Daniel Blake In Sandra Busby’s Chwarae Teg Call Centre.

In any case, much of that reputation was undeserved, Busby insists.

So why aren’t you, Cerys and Jane Hutt working in the call centres then Sandra?

“Eighty per cent of my board started on phones, so the myth about no career is not right. And the pay was higher than recognised,” she said.

‘80% of your Board’. How many people are on your Board Sandra? 80% of that 24000 who were in the call centres across Wales after the Welsh Gov’t ‘invested’? No, I thought not. That Board will be you and a few of your mates or even members of your family.

It’s all about best practice, which the Forum helps companies to achieve. “We have an obligation to help companies achieve best practice where they want to. We have in the past asked companies to leave our membership because they haven’t operated what we consider best practice in terms of their people.”

How does one develop ‘best practice’ in a fucking call centre?

From the customer side, it was the large scale transfer of operations to India that was the main anxiety, one that Busby understands.

Well at least they’re adopting best practice over there. They’ve probably taken advice from Sandra’s Forum.

How the Philippines is crushing the Indian call center ...

 

“It’s not about accents or understanding. Companies weren’t looking at the cost to their brand. They weren’t getting it right in the UK, so what made them think they could move 12,000 miles away and get it right was beyond me.

If they ‘weren’t getting it right’ that suggests that Sandra’s Forum and Independent Advice weren’t very effective.

“It’s all about customer retention, and whereas the people in contact centres used to be considered back office, companies now understand those people are responsible for the brand.

I don’t think that I can bear much more of Sandra’s propaganda.

 

“A lot of money is being ploughed by the industry into making sure you as an individual have got channels that you want, whether you want a webchat or telephony. If you look at contact centres now, at some of the hi-tech blended [operations] where you’re dealing with phone calls, email chat, webchat, it’s not just voice now. Some of them are completely online.” The big thing facing the industry now, she adds, is mobile communications, “making it easy when you’re walking around a supermarket, that the apps are right so that people can contact you. The stats are staggering about the people who use their mobiles in supermarkets.” A staggering 10 billion calls are made each year in the UK to contact centres, so it’s perhaps not so surprising that the sector has continued to grow in recent years.

The potential for sweated labour is mindblowing, as Sandra has noticed.

And with many companies that outsourced to India bringing their operations back to Europe we’re now seeing Indian outsourcers coming to Europe because they don’t want to lose their clients, Busby says – and Wales is perfectly placed to pick up some of that business.

Because after 25 years of Chwarae Teg, people in Wales are still so desperate that they’ll get in those call centres.

There’s areas in Wales that could benefit from having a contact centre, but also businesses that would make a lot of savings by locating in certain areas of Wales,” she said.

Sandra has her eyes on a call centre near you…

The key drivers are population and skills, but Wales also has a great advantage when it comes to staff loyalty.

It’s not loyalty Sandra, it’s called ‘having no other choice’.

“I was talking to a chief executive of a company that has a base in Caerphilly and Bristol. The place in Bedwas has the same staff it’s had for 15 years, whereas in Bristol they’re constantly trying to replace staff.

Why ever would Bristol have such trouble getting people to remain working in a call centre for more than a decade??? Surely the residents of Clifton would give their right arms to work for Sandra and progress onto her Board?

 

The CEO of Chwarae Teg prior to Cerys Furlong was Joy Kent. ‘Wales Online’ helps out here once more, they published a feature on Joy in Sep 2016, which tells us that Joy has led Chwarae Teg’ for four years. During her tenure, Chwarae Teg ‘has helped thousands of women progress in their careers in Wales’. They’re sitting in Sandra’s call centres. Chwarae Teg has ‘delivered two EU and Welsh Gov’t funded programmes in Agile Nation 1 and Agile Nation 2′.

There is nothing agile about this moribund structure, which involves taxpayers’ money being given in great quantities to ruthless businesses to establish exploitative operations in Wales, while friends of Jane Hutt act as the middlemen.

‘Wales Online’ gives us the essential criteria for Chwarae Teg’s next CEO: ‘they will have a commercial mindset, flair and creativity and will also bring strong leadership, business development, networking and communication skills to the role. Previous experience of leading an organisation is essential.’

No real experience or qualifications necessary then. Just the ability to bullshit for Wales and preside over a load of people who haven’t had the benefit of parents and friends to set them up in business.

Joy Kent told ‘Wales Online’ that she was ‘immensely proud’ of the charidee’s achievements under her leadership and that ‘our work is critical to building a more inclusive Wales, not only for women but for the benefit of wider society and the economy’.

It’s such an inclusive Wales that it involves a small number of not very bright middle-class wimmin having a whale of a time by telling thousands of other wimmin that they are ‘helping their careers progress’ as they sit in call centres.

While discussing Wimmin’s Empowerment, it is worth mentioning that I saw someone whom I knew from WEN featured on BBC Wales News Online yesterday; it was Sarah Rees, who was the Chair of WEN when I was a Trustee. Sarah has given an interview about being unlawfully sacked from her job – because she had a baby. The BBC mentioned that the employer who unlawfully sacked Sarah was ‘a national women’s charity’. I don’t know whether it was WEN because Sarah has very carefully not named the organisation. If Sarah did name them, she would probably find that she’d never work in the Wimmin’s or Third Sector again. Jane Hutt would make sure of that.

 

 

Now for a man who I’ve been meaning to revisit on the blog for a while, Huw Lewis. Huw was a Labour Co-operative politician, the AM for Merthyr Tydfil and Rhymney, 1999-16. Born in Merthyr Tydfil and brought up in Aberfan, Lewis went to Edinburgh University. He was active in the Scottish Labour Party, working for both Labour Party leader John Smith and later Donald Dewar. Lewis campaigned for a Scottish Assembly alongside Edinburgh Labour Club colleagues Douglas and Wendy Alexander and Pat McFadden. What is less publicised is that Huw Lewis also knew Jack McConnell, who was at Stirling University with my best friend from school, who, along with her husband, had her media career destroyed and came under attack from gangsters after they expressed an interest in making a film about what was happening to me in north Wales (see post ‘The Turn Of The Screw’).

Jack – now Lord – McConnell became a very, very powerful figure in the Scottish Labour Party, inexplicably so for a maths teacher and local Councillor. Jack became an MSP in 1999 and by 2001 was Scotland’s FM! Not that my friends knew Jack by then. Jack’s friendship with them and the friendships of so many others who were in their crowd at Stirling sort of melted away in the late 1980s when they found themselves under attack from all angles… See previous posts (eg. ‘Badlands’) for the names of the guilty, as well as for the names of the Scottish politicians with whom Jack did his dirty deals. Gordon Brown hated one of them but Jack had Gordon by the knackers didn’t you Jack…

After returning to South Wales, Huw Lewis worked briefly as a chemistry teacher at Afon Taf High School, before working full-time for the Labour Party. Huw was elected to the position of Assistant General Secretary of Welsh Labour and organised the campaign for the Labour ‘Yes’ Vote campaign in 1997, that lead to the creation of the Welsh National Assembly.

Huw Lewis was elected to the National Assembly for Wales in 1999, at the same time as Lord Jack was elected as an MSP. Huw has been party Whip in the Assembly, a post from which he resigned following the resignation of Alun Michael as First Secretary. Alun Michael resigned as FM as soon as the Waterhouse Report was published. Huw was appointed as Deputy Minister for Education and Lifelong Learning in October 2000 – the month after I began teacher training in Bangor – a post from which Huw resigned following the use of a landfill site in Trecatti, within his constituency, for the disposal of carcasses during the foot and mouth crisis in April 2001. Huw has resigned nearly as many times as Mandy.

Huw Lewis was re-elected in 2003 and was appointed Deputy Minister for Social Justice and Regeneration in May 2003. In the Third Assembly he was appointed Deputy Minister for the Economy and Transport on 31 May 2007 but announced to the media that due to his private opposition to One Wales coalition deal with Plaid Cymru he had been sacked on 18 July 2007. The little things were hitting each other again. On 26 June 2013, in light of the resignation of Leighton Andrews, Lewis was appointed Minister for Education and Skills. Not being a Welsh speaker, that brief was returned to FM Carwyn.

In January 2016, Lewis announced that he would leave the Assembly at the May 2016 election.

Lewis is married to his second wife Lynne Neagle, who has been the Labour AM for Torfaen since 1999. Lynne was born in Merthyr and educated at Cyfarthfa High School, Merthyr and Reading University. Neagle worked as a carer in the voluntary sector and then as a Careers Development Officer. Neagle struck gold when she landed a job as Research Assistant to the Windbag’s wife. She was then a dead cert for selection to stand as an AM in a safe Labour seat.

Lynne and Huw live in Penarth – the highly desirable part of Cardiff – near to Jane Hutt and Michael Trickey, with whom Lynne and Huw are good mates…

A quick resume here. Lynne and Huw’s pal Jane was the daughter of Top Doctor Michael Hutt, a pathologist who worked at Tommy’s. Tommy’s was heaving with Top Doctors who concealed the Westminster Paedophile Ring, as well as the crimes of Dafydd et al in north Wales. Dafydd had personal friends among the Top Docs at Tommy’s and the Tommy’s Sex Therapist Professor Jim Watson was up to his neck in concealing organised abuse, including that of Dafydd’s gang. See previous posts.

Hutt completed her Certificate of Qualification in Social Work at the LSE in 1972. Look at the biographies of so many of those involved in the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal as well as the people who protected them; again and again, graduates of the LSE of Jane’s vintage and older pop up.

I do not know when Hutt came to Wales, but she helped found Welsh Wimmin’s Aid and in Jan 1978 was appointed co-ordinator. I have known enough people who worked for Welsh Wimmin’s Aid to know that the organisation was complicit with organised abuse in north Wales and elsewhere. See previous posts. By 1978, business for Dafydd and John Allen in north Wales was booming, they had hit millionaire status and there were ‘children’s homes’ all over north Wales, loads of them, warehousing hundreds of children, nearly all of whom were being horrifically abused and forced into sex work. There is no way that Welsh Wimmin’s Aid could ever have missed the scale of what was going on.

Hutt will have known the appalling Jo Richardson, another Wimmin’s Rights Campaigner who occupied key positions in the Labour Party, who carefully ignored the organised trafficking of women and their children as well as the thriving business in dangerous, illegal abortions and child abductions in north Wales/Cheshire as recently as the 1980s. The Top Doctors were central to all of it and Hutt’s father knew who was involved. See post ‘It’s Bachman Turner Overdrive – Not Arf’.

I would be interested to learn whether Jane Hutt was a useful idiot who went to Wales anyway and went into action when she arrived or whether she was sent by a higher authority…

 

 

BBC News Wales featured a Shock Horror report yesterday. A ‘Bangor University lecturer’, Gwil Sion ap Gruffudd, has conducted some research which demonstrated that a lot of the kids at Holyhead School who are entitled to free school meals won’t claim them because of their feelings of shame, a phenomenon that Gwil has termed ‘rural pride’. I do know some kids in that position, but there are so many kids at Holyhead who are living on low incomes that I’d be surprised if ‘rural pride’ is a problem there. Particularly as Holyhead is not rural.

I know Gwil. I used to know him very, very well. I was very friendly with him for some years when I worked at Bangor University, but it all ended rather sadly.

I first became friends with Gwil when he was a PhD student in the School of Healthcare Sciences at Bangor. He was being ferociously bullied by three Angels there – who had bullied his colleague out of a job previously – and they had such a bad effect on him that he ended up having to take time off. None of it was Gwil’s fault, he was treated appallingly and he asked one of my colleagues and I for help. So we arranged for him to transfer to our Dept. He was treated very differently from then on, there were a lot of supportive people around him, including two Professors.

I got to know Gwil very well and he knew exactly what was happening to me at the hands of the paedophiles’ friends; indeed he witnessed much of it. He was frank that he knew many of the people involved, that they were absolute bastards who had abused patients for years and were involved in serious crime. I knew that Gwil’s own family were all employed in the NHS. His mum had been a secretary who knew Dafydd and Lucille Hughes; his brother was an NHS manager at Ysbyty Gwynedd and his sister was a senior manager in the Welsh Ambulance Trust. Gwil told me freely that his brother and sister had virtually no qualifications but had got their jobs through their father, who worked for the Welsh Ambulance Service. Throughout the time that I knew Gwil he supplied me with a wealth of detail about the most serious criminality that he had witnessed at first hand when he worked for Gwynedd County Council, Gwynedd Social Services and the Probation Service. I heard about deaths, sexual assaults and people being fitted up in Court. Some of those involved had played a part in my own case.

Gwil also let me know that he knew what had happened to Patient F.

What I did not realise was that Gwil had extracted money and landed jobs by blackmailing people in the ‘services’ over this wrongdoing.

Gwil was very resentful of his brother and sister who did not have his ability but had been promoted to high levels in the NHS – far higher than they ever should have been – and were earning big salaries, while he was on a studentship. I didn’t realise at first how keen Gwil was to get his hands on huge quantities of dosh.

Because I knew Gwil so well, I let him read many of the documents that my lawyers obtained. We went through them together and after that he said to me ‘do you realise that you could get at least £5 million for this? You have documentary evidence of serious organised crime over 20 years in every agency with which you had contact. You have the names of leading doctors, lawyers, police officers, judges, civil servants and politicians. All of them colluded. You’ll be a millionaire if you play this right.’

I told Gwil that all I wanted after being put through 20 years of hell was to be treated fairly. He kept telling me that I should sue for a great deal of money. Gwil then started to tell me that if I sold my story I’d be famous. One day we were watching TV and he said ‘oh for God’s sake, let me contact the media, you’ll be rich.’ I said that I had no intention of ever going on daytime TV with Phil and Fern or whatever they are called.

Gwil was one of the people who provided a witness statement for my lawyers.

After this, one day Gwil rang me up terrified. He told me that Dyfed Edwards, the leader of Gwynedd County Council, had just called at his house and had threatened him. Gwil told me that Dyfed had told him that the VC of Bangor University would be ‘taken out’, that Gwil and me wouldn’t win this and when we lost, our lives would not be worth living. I took the view that Dyfed Edwards could fuck off.

A few days later Gwil received a visit from some ‘traffic police’, who once in his house produced firearms. Later that week I encountered one of the ‘traffic police’ as well, who also had a gun.

I subsequently received a call from my lawyer. She told me that Gwil had just rung her, had withdrawn his statement and had also told her that if I continued with my case, he would give evidence against me and he had already told the North West Wales NHS Trust this. My lawyer told me not to tell Gwil that she had told me about this. I never did tell him.

I was then told that Gwil had been paid to withdraw his statement and that he had given those we know and love huge quantities of information about me and everyone who was supporting me. I am also aware that at some point he accessed my e mail account and downloaded copies of probably every e mail in my in box. Thousands of them, highly confidential, including info from witnesses.

I didn’t confront Gwil about any of this, I realised that he was very dangerous and was best avoided. I began receiving info that Gwil was trying to find out where I was living – I had moved house at this point – and had been supplying those we know and love with details regarding my whereabouts, which was why people with guns and people who tried to run me off the road at speed knew where I would be.

Over the next few weeks I received e mails from Gwil asking me why I wouldn’t contact him, telling me that he was suicidal and desperately needed my help etc. I ignored them. I never saw him again.

I later discovered that Gwil had established a fraudulent charity with some associates, after dropping out of his PhD.

So imagine my surprise when I learned recently that Gwil was back at Bangor University, registered for a PhD and working as a lecturer in the School of Education no less. Furthermore, his PhD is funded by the Office of the Welsh Language Commissioner – one Meri Huws! So who funded Gwil’s first PhD studentship, the one which he strung out for years and then walked away from? The Welsh Language Board. The Chair of which when Gwil was awarded the studentship was one Meri Huws!

But Gwil has a mountain of shit on Meri haven’t you Gwil?

Gwil had even more shit on Meri once he read my documents!

Gwil, now that you have returned to the thoroughly rotten fold from which you strayed when you thought that I was going to bag millions and it might be worth being friends with me, perhaps you would like to come clean about the massive amounts of serious crime that you witnessed. Including that on the part of your mother and father as well as your brother and sister.

As well as that involving the old man whom you told me that your sister ran over and killed in Bontnewydd when she was 17 and driving illegally. Not that she ever was charged because of that helpful member of your family who was ‘high up in the Courts’.

Gwil told me and other people that he is a distant relative of Huw Daniel. Not that Gwil had a good word to say for Huw Daniel, according to Gwil, the whole family hated Daniel. On one occasion when I was discussing Huw Daniel’s corruption with Gwil, I asked Gwil if Daniel was in the pay of drug barons. Gwil cheerily said ‘no, he’s frightened of them, they kill judges as well, he wouldn’t dare mess with them in any way.’

Uncle Huw just banged up the victims of a sex trafficking gang!

If Gwil is busy chuckling away because he has all those e mails of mine and is ready to sell them to those we know and love – at a price of course – I’ll remind him of that laptop that he sold me before he went over to the Dark Side. Gwil was always flogging his second-hand stuff to me because he liked New. He flogged me an ancient laptop because he wanted a flashy new one.

Gwil forgot to clean his old laptop up once he’d pocketed my dosh. When I realised how fucking dangerous he was, I retrieved the info from his old laptop.

I’ve got the lot Gwil. All the names of those on the rent boy scene in north Wales, Chester and Cardiff. Your contacts, the Top Docs, the lawyers, the BBC and the celeb crowd, the sportsmen, all the closet gays, the whole lot. Furthermore I’ve got all the interviews that you did for the Liverpool Prison project as well. Admissions and details of the most serious crime and corruption in the Prison Service…

By the way Gwil, you still owe me £4000 quid. All that dosh that sustained you when you were too ill to work but unbeknown to me were still able to go clubbing in Chester and Cardiff. You also owe John and Della Fazey £1000. Remember that? The time that they paid your rent arrears when your old muckers at Gwynedd County Council were going to evict you?

I’ll say that for the paedophiles’ friends, they might have all been busy uniting in their attempts to kill me, but they fight tooth and nail among themselves non-stop and there’s no loyalty there. Gwil did a corrupt deal with Coleg Menai which resulted in Helen Owen, a senior manager at Coleg Menai, promising him a job before it was even advertised. Only Helen stabbed him in the back and gave the job to a Pathetic Shark who was working in the School of Healthcare Sciences, Angharad Roberts. Angharad didn’t have any of the qualifications or experience needed but Angharad had much more important things to offer. Angharad’s father was a senior police officer in North Wales; Angharad’s father had also told her to join the right choir, because the man who was a dead cert to be the next Principal of Group Coleg Llandrillo was a member of the choir and Angharad had to make friends with him. Angharad followed all the orders of the Top Cop. She did get the job and was subsequently photographed being congratulated on her outstanding work for Welsh Medium Education by Leighton Andrews, the Welsh Gov’t Education Minister. It was a close thing though, because Ian Rees, the man with whom Angharad made friends in the choir in order to get the job, didn’t become Principal of Coleg Llandrillo. That shook everyone up. But luckily there was so much Llygredd and Nepotiaeth in the system that Angharad still got her job. Which had also been promised to Gwil.

Gwil felt doubly sore because he is a relative of Ann Beynon, who is married to Leighton Andrews…

Gwil was fuming, absolutely fuming. So he then went cap in hand to that old war horse Meri who came up trumps… With her CV Meri is probably being blackmailed constantly.

Why Gwil has been foolish enough to advertise himself on BBC News Wales I cannot fathom. It is not something that any sensible person would do who has been involved with what Gwil has. But then these are a bunch of gangsters who have got away with everything for decades, they feel 100% immune…

By the way Gwil, after you put my life in danger, I took delivery of thousands more documents with many more names. Because you haven’t seen those documents, you don’t know who’s names are on there do you, so you won’t have been able to warn them all…

It’s a Rat Trap Gwil…

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And you’ve all been caught…

 

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More Rats will be featured on this blog soon. I’d just stop appearing in the media if I was you lot… Even if you are someone who has slept with people from the BBC, a few of the Top Doctors, some lawyers, an assortment of politicians and a few celebs!

 

 

 

Newsflash: After completing this post, I noticed that a big NHS scandal had broken in south Wales. Twenty cases of babies dying and six stillbirths are being investigated by Cwm Taf Health Board. The Board confirmed it was looking at 43 cases with “adverse outcomes” over more than two years from the start of 2016. One Professor Angela Hopkins, the interim Director of Nursing for Cwm Taf, is the senior NHS manager dealing with the media. She stated that ‘We want to offer families our commitment to providing a safe service going forward’.

I know Angela Hopkins. She was the Director of Nursing for the NW Wales NHS Trust, when I was repeatedly threatened, assaulted and wrongfully arrested by the Angels and other staff of that Trust. Hopkins was one of those who wrote me rude insulting letters and refused to investigate. When Edwina Hart – who was given full details by me of Hopkins’s misconduct – abolished the NW Wales NHS Trust, Hopkins disappeared. I presumed that her services had been quietly dispensed with. Silly me. Hopkins had been given even more senior roles in south Wales. After a disaster down there, Hopkins reappeared in north Wales and was given a Chair at Bangor University. Angela, the semi-literate lying bitch, was now Professor Hopkins! When disaster hit Angela’s turf – yet again – Angela announced her retirement. But Angela didn’t retire. She formed herself into a Management Consultancy and flogged her services to the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board, which was by then in special measures because of the problems which Hopkins had concealed when she was Director of Nursing for the NW Wales NHS Trust. Problems in the mental health services and maternity services. Which led to patients dying.

So Angela returned to south Wales after that. And now at least 26 babies have died. As ever Angela is offering her commitment to a safe service going forward. Meanwhile, evidence of dangerous staff and patient harm/deaths will be destroyed and witnesses will be intimidated. No matter how much Angela offers her commitment going forward, patients will be personally met with extreme aggression and hostility and there will be no resolution. It will be blamed on them. It was their hostility that was the problem. Or their lack of trust. Or their complaints. Somehow, it will be the patients’ fault.

Angela has conceded that there is a ‘staff shortage’ at Cwm Taf. There was one in north Wales as well, because no-one wants to work for Angela. In north Wales at least two Angels killed themselves when Angela was running the shop at the NW Wales Trust. Both Angels left suicide notes naming senior managers and Angels who had destroyed their lives. One Angel in his suicide note – he was a male midwife at Ysbyty Gwynedd – said that such terrible things were happening at the hospital that no-one would ever believe it. At the time, Angela’s boss was CEO Martin Jones.

Martin is now the man responsible for investigations across the whole of the Wales NHS. Martin was the man who destroyed CCTV footage of an Angel screaming abuse at me, refusing to treat me and threatening me. Martin had me unlawfully arrested repeatedly.

Twenty six dead babies. And it’s Martin and Angela in charge once more.

The Cwm Taf Health Board covers 300,000 people living in the south Wales valleys, with maternity services at Prince Charles Hospital in Merthyr Tydfil and the Royal Glamorgan Hospital in Llantrisant.

One of my friends who lives near Merthyr had her own baby down there about six years ago. She told me that all the mothers were telling each other to avoid one of the Cwm Taf hospitals for their births. Because it was dangerous and women had been mistreated there, but the Top Doctors were denying that there was a problem. So someone obviously decided to employ Angela in the face of those mothers warning each other…

It will have happened when this man was Health Minister:

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When he was a social worker his colleagues ran a paedophile ring; when he worked as an academic at Cardiff University his colleagues concealed organised abuse and patient harm; his 31 year old son was jailed for a violent rape last week. And he’s probably going to be the next FM of Wales.

What price the Well-being of Future Generations Act now suckers?

It’s Bachman Turner Overdrive – Not ‘Arf

Here is yet another post that I hadn’t planned to write, but which has resulted from a number of recent e mails from readers after I began blogging about the Top Docs of north Wales who formed a cartel to unlawfully prevent women accessing NHS abortions in the region throughout the 1970s and 80s. Women were told that if they wanted an NHS abortion they had to be admitted to the North Wales Hospital Denbigh to be ‘assessed’ by Dafydd, after which they would be refused a termination anyway. However, any woman who agreed to pay could access abortion on demand at a ‘private clinic’ in Chester.

My post ‘I Predict A Riot’ discussed the written information which was given to female students when they arrived at UCNW (Bangor University) informing them of the situation, information which included a paragraph about ‘care’ of oneself after the termination and the ‘problems’ encountered by a few previous students which suggested that the abortions at the unidentified ‘private clinic’ were not safe and that women’s lives were being put at risk.

The only private clinic in Chester registered to provide terminations from 1981 onward was the Grosvenor Nuffield, which was also the hospital where Dafydd conducted ‘clinics’. The Grosvenor Nuffield dispensed with Dafydd’s services in the late 1980s or early 90s, but I don’t know which aspect of Dafydd caused them to finally pull the plug on him.

I e mailed Brown yesterday to ask him if he thought that the Grosvenor Nuffield would be putting women at such risk or whether abortions might have been taking place somewhere else in Chester as well.

Brown observed: ‘One of the first things that the freshers got at Bangor university was material about abortions, which seemed to me to be a rather negative note to start your university experience on. But with some of the background up there it is perhaps rather more understandable. There’s no reason why it wouldn’t be undertaken in a Nuffield hospital, as in the 1970s and 1980s almost all private hospitals were called some sort of ‘Nuffield’.  It was only in the late 1980s that some of the new start-ups were called BUPA hospitals. The standard of care, while more expensive, wouldn’t have been any better. It was a bit like people going to former eastern bloc countries for health care now, where things like joint replacements and dental implants led to major bleeds and hard-to-treat infections. So with perfunctory treatment and limited aftercare it’s not surprising that there were complications. Not to mention the rather judgemental attitude of many heath care personnel who were more than happy to make sure  that this sort of thing yielded maximum pain, humiliation and inconvenience for the patients.’

I suspect that the last sentence of the above paragraph is spot on, because no-one I know at UCNW ever discussed their experiences, although the Student Health Centre continually packed students off to the ‘private clinic’ in Chester. I was never one of the students who spent hours in the kitchen of our hall of residence hugging a mug of coffee and discussing my Experiences As A Woman, but I was always chatting and socialising under the radar with a variety of people, both students and locals and I heard about much wrongdoing. As I mentioned previously, I never ever found out who was performing the illegal abortions in the region, although I knew that they were taking place.

Last night I had an e mail from a woman who grew up in north Wales, who told me that she had been abused at locations familiar to me and she also told me that as a teenager she was packed off to Chester for an abortion, but she definitely was not taken to the Grosvenor Nuffield. So there WAS another, completely illegal, abortionist operating in Chester then, as I suspected.

My correspondent has told me that she attended Howell’s School in Denbigh, 1977-82 and at that time the school doctor was Dr Morton Evans, a GP from Denbigh. She hasn’t told me anything about Morton Evans, instead she asked if I knew anything about him because she believes that ‘he must have been in with the bad guys’.

I don’t know Morton Evans, but as a GP in Denbigh at that time he would have had no choice but to be in with the bad guys. Not only was every working person in the town employed either at the North Wales Hospital or in a business which was dependent upon the North Wales Hospital, but it was the citizens of Denbigh who volunteered to drive the patients to their court cases or transferred them to other institutions. As I have described in previous posts, those drivers were well aware that the patients whom they were ferrying about were not only not necessarily ‘mad’ but had been illegally imprisoned as well. No volunteers that were not 100% tame would have ever been taken on.

The vile old lobotomist Gwynne lived in Denbigh and if anyone had ever had any interest in the welfare of the patients, they’d have set fire to his house in the way in which the gang set fire to the houses of their victims. If someone had moved to Denbigh and had tried to protect the patients from Gwynne and Dafydd et al, scenes worthy of ‘The Wicker Man’ would have resulted:

 

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‘Denbigh is unique’, as Dafydd stated in a media interview in the midst of all those investigations into a possible paedophile ring operating in north Wales/Cheshire. The Empowered Service Users screamed with laughter in response and did Dafydd voices while saying things like ‘Denbigh is unique in having a psychopathic psychiatrist who’s shagging all the patients’ (although of course in that respect, no Denbigh was not unique), but not one politician/public figure/journo had the guts to stand up and say ‘oh for God’s sake, we all know what’s going on out there’ as Dafydd received vast amounts of free PR in numerous media outlets.

Every GP in Wales was colluding with the crimes of Dafydd et al, let alone every GP in Denbigh. Every patient of the GPs in Denbigh will have been Of Dafydd And The Paedophiles, as will have been the GPs. Furthermore, in the way that the midwives in the area around Denbigh knew all about the women incarcerated out there if they had a pregnancy inconvenient to someone else or had to be relieved of their baby illegally and against their wishes or those women who had become pregnant while they were in Denbigh – ‘ooh its those rampant male patients, they’re animals’ – because they were called upon to conceal the crime, the local GPs will have been called upon to deal with some of the serious injuries and illnesses, or at least those for which medical help was summoned as opposed to the cases where the resulting corpse was simply secreted within the grounds.

I encountered a local GP when I was in Denbigh, on New Year’s Eve, 1986. Patients in Denbigh rarely saw anyone but the Angels; dental treatment was unavailable and even the Top Doctors barely dropped in on the wards. Dafydd turned up infrequently, without warning and in the small hours, but the patients’ experience of even the other rather less obviously mad Top Docs was of being constantly told ‘you’ll be seeing the Doctor soon’, only for The Doctor to never materialise. Patients would actually be told to ‘get ready’ because ‘they would be seen’ that morning, only for the Top Doctor to not show up, not warn the Angels that they weren’t going to show up and not explain afterwards why they did not show up. The circus would begin again the following week when the next ‘ward round’ was scheduled. It was by such a process that Mary Wynch was unlawfully imprisoned in Denbigh for a year and was not seen by Dafydd once. Patient F, who had previously challenged social workers over their abuse of boys at Ty Newydd children’s home in Bangor (see previous posts), had a similar experience. The contempt with which desperate, frightened, illegally imprisoned people were treated was breath-taking.

As I have described previously, nearly all patients were taken to Denbigh at night, under cover of darkness, by ambulance rather than police car, because police cars would have been noticeable and ambulances could be explained away as being ‘caring’ rather than punitive. This is why the Welsh Ambulance Service in north Wales has for so long been corrupt and problematic, they were a fully paid up part of the trafficking gang. When F was taken to Ysbyty Gwynedd with breathing difficulties in 1990, after he was discharged, F was told by the ambulanceman who had been called to ‘help’ with his admission – who was one of F’s neighbours in Porthmadog at the time – that if ever F developed breathing difficulties again, ‘next time I’ll let you fucking die’. Health care staff in north Wales were all too often very unpleasant people.

The GP that I saw on New Year’s Eve in Denbigh was the only Top Doc who wasn’t employed as a Top Doc for Denbigh that I saw while I was in Denbigh. I was never meant to encounter him and there were major traumas on the part of the Angels when I did. Previous posts have discussed how when I was in Denbigh I made friends with a young man called Stephen Bagnall, who I am sure died long ago. Stephen was from Queens Park estate in Wrexham, had been a kid in care in the north Wales children’s homes and had been in Risley and Walton Prison. He chatted a lot to me and told me many of the dreadful things which had happened to him, but he mentioned many more actions of ‘professionals’ which he was unaware were completely unlawful, including a number of things that Dafydd had done. Stephen looked appalling, really terrifying, but he was actually kind and friendly and seriously pissed the Angels off by confronting them about the abuses in their ‘unique’ institution.

On New Years Eve, Stephen and I were watching TV when we heard a commotion down the far end of the corridor near the entrance to the ward, which was obviously as result of a patient fighting like buggery in an attempt not to be admitted to Denbigh. We sneaked down the corridor and noticed that the door between the ward and the outer door, which was locked at all times, had been left open, because the patient being brought in was resisting to such an extent that all Angels were needed and in the panic they’d not locked the door behind them. The ambulancemen had dragged the young male patient just inside the main doors, which had then been locked immediately, but the young man had a fight with the Angels just inside of the ward.

There was a middle aged Top Doctor, obviously a GP, who was waving a hypodermic about while the Angels piled on top of the young man after dragging him into one of the padded cells. Stephen and I walked right through into the inner sanctum and the Top Doc turned around and nearly crapped himself when he saw us. The young man wasn’t yet out for the count, so the Angels couldn’t do anything but watch as Stephen started saying to the Top Doc ‘are you a doctor? Do you know what they are doing to people in here? Will you help us please, its terrible in here’. The Top Doc snapped ‘yes I’m a GP, I’m sure that you are well cared for here’. So I stepped out from behind Stephen and said ‘we are not and you can see that we are not. Look at the conditions in here.’ I then had the usual experience in those days of noticing total confusion on a Top Doc’s face  – ‘she’s English, she has a middle class accent, she is using words and phrases that no former kid in care usually uses, she is not dressed like a chav, who is she and what is she doing in here, OH SHIT’.

The Top Doc looked at us and said ‘well Happy New Year to you both’, I started laughing and said ‘what, in this place?’ and he just scarpered… Angels came running as the young man upon whom they had been sitting had now passed out…

Throughout it all, we hadn’t caught a clear view of the new patient’s face, but the next morning, when he awoke, he began protesting with the Angels again, demanding to be released. They still had him in the padded cell, but the door was left open because they were in there with him. During this time, Stephen and I – Stephen had come to fetch me to see if we could get a glimpse of the new inmate ‘because I might know him’ – had a good view of the protest and of the young man’s face. Stephen recognised him, told me that he was from Wrexham but Stephen didn’t know his name. The Angels heard Stephen telling me that he knew the young man. We were told that breakfast was ready, which was served down the other end of the ward. When we finished breakfast the new man had disappeared. We never saw him again. Stephen challenged the Angels and asked them where the new man was. All Angels stared straight ahead of themselves in silence, until one said ‘he’s been transferred, this was not the right place for him’. No, because Stephen had recognised him…another troubled young man from Wrexham, the location of Bryn Alyn and Bryn Estyn.

We never found out where the young man had gone.

The scenes involving the disappearing young man from Wrexham were all recorded by the security services, as was made clear to me a few weeks ago by an informant. They heard the ‘Happy New Year to you both’ bit. They knew who that Top Doc was, they’ll have known who the young man who disappeared was and they’ll know how and when Stephen died.

It wasn’t stopped. A ‘political decision’ was made not to intervene. On Dec 31 1986, Sir Peter Morrison was the Deputy Chairman of the Conservative Party.

 

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This man was Chairman of the Tory Party:

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This man was Secretary of State for Wales:

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Can we ever forget who’s skin was being saved by the ‘political decision’ not to intervene?

 

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This was the Windbag of the Opposition, who obviously agreed with the political decision which was made to save the career of Thatch, because he was fully on board with the Top Docs and Angels of Denbigh and knew Tony Francis, a Top Doc who had patients in Denbigh on 31 Dec 1986:

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A reader has also sent me a link to Hansard, 22 May 1981, which is the record of written answers on issues relating to abortion. I was a fresher at UCNW in Oct 1981, which is when I was given the literature re abortion services to which Brown referred to in his comment above.

Hansard recorded that Jo Richardson, Labour MP for Barking, asked the Secretary of State for Social Services how many of the deaths in England and Wales recorded in 1978 and 1979 as due to abortion were from abortions induced for medical or other legal reasons; how many were from spontaneous abortion; how many were from other causes, including illegal abortion and in how many cases death followed a main diagnosis of illegal abortion or the abortion was recorded as induced but not otherwise specified.

Dr Gerard Vaughan, the Tory MP for a Reading constituency, replied on behalf of the DHSS. He stated that the ‘available information’ from death registration for England and Wales recorded five deaths from legal abortions in 1978 and two in 1979; one death from spontaneous abortion in 1979; two deaths for ‘unspecified’ reasons in 1979 and no deaths in 1978 or 1979 as a result of illegal abortions.

However, I suspect that if a few deaths from illegal abortions in north Wales/Chester had occurred, Gerard Vaughan would have been keen to ensure that they did not appear in the stats. Because Gerard Vaughan knew Dafydd. Sir Gerard Vaughan was just a few years older than Dafydd, but like Dafydd, Vaughan was a psychiatrist who had trained at the Maudsley. Vaughan was also an enthusiastic Freemason.

Vaughan studied medicine at the University of London, Guy’s Hospital and then the Maudsley. He was a child psychiatrist who was the consultant in charge of the Bloomfield Clinic at Guy’s Hospital, 1958 -79. So Vaughan held a post at Guy’s when so many of them there were colluding with Dafydd and the gang in north Wales, including Dafydd’s mate Jim Watson, who was Professor of Psychiatry at Guy’s, 1974-2000. Jim Watson, like Dafydd, offered sex therapy, pioneering this at St George’s Hospital Medical School, before moving to Guy’s. Jim was busy with his sex therapy when St George’s was concealing a trafficking ring in London and colluding with Dafydd et al in north Wales. Jim not only carried out sex therapy, but he trained others in the techniques.

Here’s Jim:

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For more information on Jim’s glorious career, see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’.

 

Gerard Vaughan worked at Guy’s when Ed Miliband’s Uncle Harry was a consultant there.

Gerard Vaughan was the son of a sugar planter and was born and educated in what is now Mozambique. He became involved in Tory politics in the mid-1950s, serving as an alderman on the London County Council, who’s members were even back then ignoring the abuse of children, one such person being Audrey Callaghan, who was also an alderman on the London County Council and, along with her husband Jim Callaghan, colluded with organised abuse including that carried out by Dafydd’s gang, for the rest of her life. See eg. post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’.

Vaughan was elected as the MP for Reading in 1970 and held the seat until his retirement from politics just before the May 1997 General Election. By which time the Waterhouse Inquiry had been in progress for five months.

Vaughan served as a Gov’t Whip in Heath’s Gov’t and as PPS to Francis Pym, the N Ireland Secretary, 1973-74. So Vaughan knew about the elite paedophile ring at Kincora Boys’ Home, it’s links to Dafydd’s gang and other trafficking gangs on mainland Britain as well as the rest of the seriously grim stuff that occurred in N Ireland during that time, including the collusion of the security services with the most serious crime. Francis Pym was Lord President of the Council, Sept 1981-April 1982. One of the duties of the Lord President of the Council is to act as visitor for UCNW. So Pym was in that role when the Woman’s Guide To Accessing Dangerous Expensive Abortions was distributed to all female freshers at UCNW in Oct 1981.

After Heath’s defeat in 1974, Gerard Vaughan became Health Spokesman for Thatch when she became Leader of the Tory Party in 1975. One of the key people who supported Thatch to succeed Heath as Leader of the Tories was Sir Peter Morrison. Vaughan became a Minister in the DHSS under Secretary of State Patrick Jenkin after the Tories won the General Election in 1979 and it was in this capacity that Vaughan was answering questions on abortion in May 1981.

When Patrick Jenkin was challenged about equal pay as Secretary of State, he famously replied that if God had wanted equal pay ‘he wouldn’t have created man and woman’. Jenkin’s son Sir Bernard Jenkin inherited the gene for being a Tory MP from that dad of his who had an interest in theology and creationism and Bernard is currently the Tory MP for Harwich and North Essex. Bernard is married to Tory peer Baroness Anne Jenkin, who in Dec 2014 stated that one of the causes of hunger and rising food bank use in the UK was because ‘poor people don’t know how to cook’. At the time of the statement, Anne Jenkin was a member of the All Party Parliamentary Group on Food Poverty and Hunger. She later apologised, saying that she was speaking without a script, as opposed to without a brain. Anne explained that ‘what I meant was that as a society, we have lost our ability to cook’. No Anne, plenty of us can still cook, but there are some people in the UK who do not have a kitchen or indeed even a building in which to live and cook in. Even if one is an excellent cook, if one is curled up in one’s sleeping bag in a doorway or kipping in a hostel, preparing a Good Nutritious Meal From Fresh Veg is difficult. In 2017 Jenkin became Chair of the Centre for Social Justice Working Group for ‘Off The Scales: Tackling England’s childhood obesity crisis’. Anne is also a member of the All Party Parliamentary Group on Obesity.

As very poor people clearly do not have enough far richer people screaming at them that they are fat, I might set up a consultancy to encourage this. I’ll apply to the NHS and Gov’t for funding.

Further details about the idiocies of the Jenkin family through the ages can be read in previous posts.

 

After his stellar performance at the DHSS under Patrick Jenkin, Gerard Vaughan found that he did not get on with his next boss Norman Fowler , when Fowler succeeded Jenkin as Secretary of State for the DHSS. I don’t know what upset Gerard Vaughan so much, because Fowler continued concealing Dafydd’s crimes as well. However, the fur flew and as a result Vaughan was appointed Minister for Consumer Affairs. In which role he threatened to slash the budget of the CABs, when he discovered an association between Joan Ruddock, then the head honcho of CND and the CAB. The official story is that the CAB workers rose up in a howl of outrage and Vaughan retreated. I am now so cynical that I am wondering what the truth really was. Because by the mid-1980s, Dafydd and the gang completely controlled the CABs in north Wales and Lucille Hughes held a formal role in the senior management of CAB in Wales.

If the CABs did hold any leverage over Gerard Vaughan, it will have been because of their knowledge of the neglect and abuse in the NHS and welfare services which Vaughan and the Gov’t were concealing. Or did Vaughan realise that CABs were a key cog in Dafydd’s empire and thus twig that the budget could not be cut? Or was the budget preserved and then handed over to Dafydd and Lucille to control and utilise?

Vaughan was dropped from the Gov’t in 1983 as a result of the row over the CABs and was given a knighthood in 1984. 1984 was the year in which Dafydd’s gang sent up a distress flare as Mary Wynch approached the Master of the Rolls and Alison Taylor and I wouldn’t shut up when told either. Reinforcements arrived in north Wales, in the shape of Sir Eric Sunderland, who was appointed Principal of UCNW, as well as a collection of Nice Young Doctors and Angels, who conducted themselves just as badly as the ones already in the region but had better manners and were well camouflaged.

Vaughan served on the Education Select Committee, 1983-93 and the Science and Technology Select Committee, 1993-97.

 

The Torygraph’s 2003 obituary for Gerard Vaughan makes for terrifying reading. It told us that it was Vaughan’s ‘devotion to medicine‘ which drew him into politics; that he had a ‘long career‘ ‘in child psychiatry‘ at Guy’s and ‘an expert’s awareness of the deficiencies in the NHS‘. Vaughan found the problems in the NHS ‘myriad‘, with ‘costs rising‘ and ‘the unions were growing ever more aggressive’.

Particularly the BMA of course.

The entire system was creaking‘ and ‘despite Vaughan’s best efforts, few then were ready to contemplate a partnership with private healthcare’.

Dafydd was one Top Doc who was more than happy to undertake such a partnership, as were the abortionists of Chester.

After qualifying…in 1947, he started as a junior heart surgeon. He then became a general physician and started Guy’s child psychiatry department, where he came to realise that many psychiatric problems had physical origins. In the course of this he developed a treatment, later discontinued but now finding some favour again, for anorexic girls. It involved asking them to make a list of things they would like in hospital. This always began with a visit from the boyfriend, only mentioning food at the end; Vaughan said that they could have these things, but in reverse order.’

The Top Docs ‘success’ rate with anorexia is known to be poor. Anorexia has the highest mortality rate of any mental illness. It is now acknowledged that virtually all psychiatric ‘treatment’ of anorexia has brutalised the patients and for many of them, made their condition substantially worse, such that their relationship with food remains problematic for the rest of their lives.

Although drawn toward politics by the Health Service’s developing problems, he was not impressed by his first experience. When he attended a meeting aimed at explaining how to be a Conservative councillor, he became so fed up with its self-congratulatory tone that he got up, saying, “If you’re not going to teach me something I must go back to my patients.”

I’m sure that the patients just couldn’t couldn’t wait for Vaughan’s return…

But was later surprised to discover that he had been elected an alderman.

Yes, politicians local and national are always desperate to have a Top Doc on board, the Top Doc can then give the stamp of approval to pretty much anything, ensuring that no questions will be asked.

A hopeless attempt to win Poplar for the Tories in the 1955 general election was followed by his being elected to the London County Council as a councillor for Streatham. After being defeated there, he represented Lambeth on the GLC, and became chairman of its new strategic planning committee…

Er, OK. Streatham and Lambeth, two local authorities with organised abuse gangs on their patches which had been in operation as far back as the late 1940s. By the time that Vaughan was a Minister in the DHSS, the gangs in Streatham and Lambeth were closely linked to Dafydd’s gang and were sending kids in care to children’s homes in north Wales. The gang in Streatham was facilitated by St George’s Hospital Medical School (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’).

Once elected MP for Reading in 1970, Vaughan set about putting his medical experience to good use. In his maiden speech, he roundly declared that too much nonsense was talked about the effect of prescription charges on patients.

You lot in north Wales can pay for those life-threatening abortions as well.

He worried that medical centres were in danger of destroying the close relationship between doctor and patient..

Vaughan meant that the likes of Dr D.G.E. Wood couldn’t sit in a grotty little house in a side street in Bangor aka his ‘surgery’ and totally dominate every aspect of someone’s life, years after she had told him to fuck off because she didn’t want him as her Top Doc any more, while Dafydd passed the message on to all other Top Docs that she had ‘harassed’ and ‘threatened’ an ’eminent GP’. An eminent GP. In Bangor that is, as opposed to Harley Street. The creme de la fucking creme in – the most appropriately named – Orme Road.

…admitted he had been wrong to prescribe the drug thalidomide in his earlier career;

Bloody hell. I bet that he didn’t admit that to the parents who’s babies were born with severe disabilities as a result.

..and warned that the government was plugging the gap in the Health Service with “low standard” doctors from abroad.

Nearly every junior Top Doc in Denbigh was indeed a ‘low standard’ doc from abroad. No-one else would work there. Ysbyty Gwynedd was substantially staffed by Top Docs from abroad as well because British graduates wouldn’t and still won’t work there, although the YG Top Docs, apart from the psychiatrists, were not as uniformly ‘low standard’ as the Top Docs of Denbigh were. However bad the many mediocre Top Docs from abroad were, none of them were as bad as Dafydd. Sadly, the high standard Top Docs from abroad were and are still treated very badly because of the rampant institutionalised racism in medicine.

His popularity with Socialist members was not increased when he tried to join the Association of Scientific, Technical and Managerial Staffs in 1977; he enjoyed pointing out that the union made no response to his application – other than to cash his cheque.

Presumably Vaughan was infiltrating for political purposes. It could be argued that Vaughan should have been very grateful to the ASTMS, they were one of the NHS unions which concealed the wrongdoing of the Top Doctors. However, although the ASTMS concealed the wrongdoing, they used it to gain more powerful position for themselves which always upset the Top Doctors. Had the Top Doctors not been involved with so much serious misconduct and criminality, the ‘ever more aggressive unions’ with whom Vaughan was so angry could have been dealt with. ASTMS metamorphosed into MSF. When I worked at St George’s Hospital Medical School, 1989-91, the MSF reps were corrupt and wielded huge influence as a result of their collusion with the trafficking ring which that institution was facilitating as well as with the rest of the malpractice and misconduct. See previous posts.

On becoming health minister in Margaret Thatcher’s government, charged with introducing better services for less cost, Vaughan set about his task with vigour, facing down angry union demonstrators who opposed any reductions. He ordered the scrapping of the Health Services’ Board, which had been invited to abolish pay beds, and started visiting hospitals, where he would dart unexpectedly down corridors to inspect sluices and other areas which his escorts preferred him not to see.

Gerard Vaughan knew exactly how bad things were then and how much patient harm was concealed and denied.

He also endeavoured to tread a judicious line on abortion, favouring the reduction of the time limit for legal operations from 28 weeks, and eventually supported a compromise of 24 instead of the proposed 20.

Gerard was of course a grade A hypocrite with regard to all matters relating to abortion – he knew what was happening in north Wales and Chester…

He was less lucky with the issue of contraception, supporting the prescription of “the Pill” to girls under 16 without their parents’ knowledge, then having to climb down.

Victoria Gillick’s chaos-inducing mid-1980s legal challenge over the prescribing of the contraceptive pill to girls of under 16 without their parents’ consent saw the nation divided into those who constructed Mrs Gillick as a saint who was preserving Family Life and those who thought that she had locked all of her own daughters into chastity belts. What received no discussion at all at the time was that Top Doctors were very widely prescribing the Pill for underaged girls in care, knowing damn well that they were being sexually abused and that this was why the services of the Top Doc had been requested, often by the abusers themselves. The same Top Docs were livid when Victoria Gillick won her case, although the judgement was later overturned. D.G.E. Wood was one of them – he hated Gillick, but he was one who was dishing out contraception to kids and others whom he knew were being abused. If I had underaged teenaged girls I would be livid if a Top Doc was giving out the contraceptives to them without informing me; not because I would want to invade my children’s privacy, but because I know that many of the Top Docs doing that are colluding with sexual exploitation. Life is very difficult for young people who do not have supportive parents with whom they can discuss such matters, but the Top Docs did and do such kids no favours at all.

Gerard Vaughan was elected FRCS in 1993.

 

In line with their tradition of Praising Top Doctors under all circumstances, ‘The Guardian’ found many kind words to say about Dafydd’s mate Gerard after he pegged out. Gerard ‘was a psychiatrist whose political bedside manner was genial – except for the occasional explosion’…’He did wonderful work for children afflicted by thalidomide’,  – well he had prescribed the stuff for their mothers – ‘and sounded loud warnings about the threat of Aids, including a proposal to post health warnings on affected NHS personnel and screen people coming from infected areas of Africa.’

Gerard didn’t mention the risks that Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon, the HIV infected son of the Tory peer Lord Kenyon, posed to the kids in care in north Wales whom Thomas was sexually abusing (see previous posts).

But his ideology led him to privatising initiatives within the NHS, and more drastic planning for wholesale privatisation in secret party conclaves.

Well fancy a Top Doc friend of Dafydd’s doing that!

…in February 1974, the election that also saw the return of a Wilson government, he made clear his intention to privatise the NHS with his proposal to base it on “total insurance cover”. To back his efforts, he formed the Conservative medical society, becoming its president.

What have you got to say about that then Polly?

…he chaired a party working group that proposed tax relief for private health insurance, later extended to users of private medicine.’

Thus assisting the business of the Grosvenor Nuffield and Dafydd’s many clinics…

He pledged to cut £30m in NHS waste, partly by stopping its abuse by foreigners;

The legions of Nigerian women whom every Torygraph and Daily Mail reader knows come to the UK to give birth to their quins are always a good scapegoat.

 

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he urged reluctant regional authorities to contract out more work to private clinics;

Did Gerard Vaughan plan to roll out the abortion policy as practised by the NHS in north Wales across the whole of the UK perhaps?

he pushed to replace the NHS’s tax income with insurance income, along US or continental lines. Despite cabinet meanness, he tried to improve Britain’s supply of safe blood products.

Whoops!!! Not much success with that one Dr Vaughan. I don’t remember you warning the general public that infected blood products were being given to NHS patients without their knowledge and that thousands of them would subsequently die as a result.

‘Now just pop up on the bed here, we’ll soon have you better. Nothing at all to worry about my dear. Did you mention that you’d complained about Dr Dafydd Alun Jones?  Oh I am sorry to hear that you weren’t happy, he’s a bit eccentric but we’ll make sure that it doesn’t happen to anyone else, we’ll have a word with him. Pass me the HIV infected blood please nurse and I’ll just set up the transfusion.’

 

Although hostile to abortions – QUE??? – he backed the use of the pill for under-16s, under exceptional circumstances.

Such as in cases of the under 16s being trafficked by Dafydd’s gang.

After Denis Thatcher told him that sport would be hit by tough action against tobacco companies, Vaughan’s fanatically anti-smoking junior minister, Sir George Young, was transferred out.

Go down the shop and get me a pack of high tar Woodbines will you, I’m desperate for a fag.

 

The Beneficiary of Sir Gerard Vaughan’s Expertise:

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

Hansard, 22 May 1981, also records that Dr Oonagh McDonald, the Labour MP for Thurrock, asked the Secretary of State for Social Services:

(1) if he will list the names and addresses of those places approved by him in England and Wales under the terms of the Abortion Act 1967  that have special permission to terminate pregnancies of more than 20 weeks’ duration; and what prices were charged to patients for terminating pregnancies of 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, and 26 weeks gestational periods that were performed at each of the places in the years 1975 to 1980, respectively;

(2) if he will list the names and addresses of those places in England and Wales approved to terminate pregnancies under the Abortion Act 1967 of which he required information and assurances regarding prices paid by patients before giving approval; if he will detail against each the cost to the patients before giving approval; if he will detail against each the cost to the patients at 10, 12, 14, 16, and 18 weeks of pregnancy, respectively, and whether there can be extra costs; how many approved beds each has; how many abortions were performed by each in the years 1975 to 1980, respectively; and what were the periods of gestation for operations performed in the years 1975 to 1980, respectively;

(3) if he will list the names and addresses of those places in England and Wales approved to terminate pregnancies under the Abortion Act 1967 in which he does not require assurances about the prices charged for abortion operations; how many approved abortion beds each has; how many abortions were performed by each in the years 1975 to 1980, respectively; and if he will give all available information about the prices charged to patients.

Patrick Jenkin replied:

The 60 places listed below are currently approved for the purposes of section 1(3) of the Abortion Act 1967 for treatment for the termination of pregnancy. Places approved for the termination of pregnancies of more than 20 weeks’ duration and those required to give information on fees charged to patients are indicated on the list. The remainder of the information requested could not be provided without disproportionate cost (My emphasis. So there’s something that the House was not told.)

Premises No. of Approved Beds
Fitzroy Nuffield Nursing Home 10–12 Bryanston Square London W1H 8BB 4
Welbeck Private Clinic 27 Welbeck Street London W1* 5
London Private Hospital 31–35 Langham Street London WIN 6LE* 50
Park View Clinic 87 Mattock Lane Ealing London W5† 30
Royal Masonic Hospital Ravenscourt Park London W6 0TN 4
The Avenue Clinic 12 Avenue Road St. John’s Wood London NW8 6BP† 25
Brentwood Nuffield Nursing Home Shenfield Road Brentwood Essex 2
Fairfield Nursing Home 88 Russell Road Buckhurst Hill Essex† 29
North London Nuffield Hospital Cavell Drive Upland Park Road Enfield EN2 7PR 2
“Rosslyn” 15–17 Rosslyn Road East Twickenham Middlesex TW1 2AR† 37
New Victoria Hospital, 184 Coombe Lane West Kingston-upon-Thames Surrey KT2 7EG 2
Woking Nuffield Nursing Home Shores Road Woking Surrey 2

 

Premises No. of Approved Beds
Raleigh Nursing Home 1A Raleigh Gardens Brixton Hill London SW2† 16
The New Cross Nursing Home 415 New Cross Road London SE14* 13
Leigham Private Clinic 76 Leigham Court Road London SWl6* 23
Avenue Clinic 14 New Church Road Hove Sussex 6
Sussex Nuffield Nursing Home 55 New Church Road Hove Sussex 2
Wistons Nursing Home 138 Dyke Road Brighton Sussex BN1 5PA* 51
Victoria House Victoria Street Rochester Kent† 6
Tunbridge Wells Nuffield Nursing Home Kingswood Road Tunbridge Wells Kent 2
HRH Princess Christian’s Nursing Home 12 Clarence Road Windsor Berks SL4 5BR 5
Slough Nuffield Nursing Home Wexham Street Slough SL3 6NH 2
The Acland Nursing Home Banbury Road Oxford OX2 6PD 2
The Gables Nursing Home Wendover Road Aylesbury Bucks 3
Sarum Road Private Nursing Home Sarum Road Winchester Hampshire 4
Wessex Nuffield Hospital Winchester Road Chandlers Ford Eastleigh Hampshire 2
Lansdown Nursing Home Lansdown Grove Bath BA1 5EL 3
Chesterfield Nursing Home Clifton Hill Bristol BS8 1BP 5
Exeter Nuffield Nursing Home Wonford Road Exeter EX2 6PD 2
The Torbay Clinic St. Luke’s Road South Torquay Devon 3
Plymouth Nuffield Nursing Home Derriford Road Plymouth PL6 8BG 2
Cotswold Nuffield Nursing Home Talbot Road Cheltenham Glos 2
Somerset Nuffield Nursing Home Staplegrove Elm Taunton Somerset 2
Evelyn Nursing Home Trumpington Road Cambridge 4
Ipswich Surgical Home 57 Fonnereau Road Ipswich Suffolk 2
Edgbaston Nursing Home 22 Somerset Road Birmingham B15 2QD 4
Calthorpe Nursing Home 4 Arthur Road Edgbaston Birmingham 15† 22
Robert Nursing Home 162 Station Road Kings Norton Birmingham 30* 14
Blackdown Nursing Home Old Milverton Lane Blackdown Leamington Spa† 39
Wye Valley Nuffield Nursing Home Venns Lane Hereford 2
Salop Nuffield Nursing Home Longden Road Shrewsbury SY3 9DP 2
St. Wilfrid’s Nursing Home 51 Bawtry Road Bessacarr Doncaster 2
The Leicester Clinic Scraptoft Lane Leicester LE5 1HY 4
Beechwood Private Clinic Norton Church Road Norton Sheffield 8† 20
Huddersfield Nuffield Nursing Home Birkby Hall Road Huddersfield HD2 2BL 3
Duchy House Nursing Home Queen’s Road Harrogate HG2 0HF 2
Belvedere Nursing Home Belvedere Road Scarborough Y011 2UT 3
Hull Nuffield Nursing Home Westbourne Avenue Hull HU5 3EP 2
Fallodon Private Nursing Home 4 Allerton Park Leeds† 21
Merseyside Nursing Home 32 Parkfield Road Liverpool† 30
South Manchester Private Clinic 136–8 Chester Road Hazel Grove Stockport SK7 6HE† 12
Grosvenor Nuffield Nursing Home Wrexham Road Chester 2
Newcastle Nuffield Nursing Home Osborne Avenue Jesmond Newcastle-upon-Tyne 2
Highfield Private Nursing Home and Rochdale Private Surgical Unit Manchester Road Rochdale Greater Manchester OL11 4LX 6

 

Premises No. of Approved Beds
North Staffordshire Nuffield Hospital Clayton Road Newcastle-under-Lyme Staffordshire 2
Clifton Lane Nursing Home Clifton Lane Rotherham South Yorks S65 2AJ 4
Wolverhampton Nuffield Hospital Wood Road Tettenhall Wolverhampton 2
Mid-Yorkshire Nuffield Hospital Outwood Lane Horsforth Leeds 2
Nightingale BUPA Hospital (Nuffield) 19 Lisson Grove London NW1 2
Salisbury Independent Hospital and Medical Services Ltd. New Hall Hospital Bodenham Salisbury Wiltshire 4

* Specially approved to carry out late terminations after the 20th week of gestation.

† Places from which information on charges to abortion patients is required before approval.

 

So even to the extent that Patrick Jenkin was prepared to admit, there were substantial facilities available in England and Wales to provide women with abortions, including late stage abortions, if they were prepared to pay. Many of these women will have been previously denied an NHS abortion. I note that some of these beds were in areas where there was known to be substantial problems with paedophile/trafficking gangs.

 

Oonagh McDonald then asked Jenkin how many abortions in each of the years 1970 to 1980 respectively have been performed in NHS premises in England and Wales that have involved payment by the patient; in how many of these procedures an overnight stay in a pay bed was involved; and in how many was it an outpatient treatment.

Jenkin replied by saying that the information requested was not available.

The literature supplied to students at UCNW in the 1980s made it clear that a termination at the ‘private clinic’ in Chester did not involve an overnight stay. The patient was kicked out immediately, which was why girls were asked to bring a friend with them to the ‘clinic’ to drive them home immediately. So all pretty substandard and dangerous and no doubt as Brown suggested, accompanied by conduct designed to make the patient feel as bad as possible about the whole process, lest they felt like raising the matter with any third parties.

 

Here’s a bit of background on the Wimmin who asked the questions in the House re abortion in May 1981, but did not follow up on the horror story to which the answers clearly pointed.

 

Jo Richardson was the Labour MP for Barking, 1974-94. She was succeeded in that seat by Little Nell Hodge.

Richardson was born in Newcastle-upon-Tyne and attended Southend High School for Girls. Her father had stood as a Liberal Party candidate in Darlington during the 1930s, but died while she was still young. Her mother was a member of the Congregational Church. 

Joining the Labour Party in 1945, Richardson began her political career as Ian Mikardo’s secretary. She co-ordinated the ‘Keep Left Group’ and went on to become the secretary of the Tribune Group before co-ordinating the Victory for Socialism Campaign. In 1951 Richardson was elected to Hornsey Borough Council and became Mikardo’s full-time secretary and working partner in his business which involved trade with eastern Europe.

Not only did the Hornsey area host a trafficking gang which by the 1980s was directly linked to Dafydd et al, but Ian Mikardo was the Labour MP for an East End seat which also hosted a trafficking gang with links to Dafydd’s gang. See previous posts. Children from the East End were sent to children’s homes and foster carers in north Wales, where they were abused and then trafficked back down to London as sex workers. Mikardo and his fellow East End Labour MP Peter Shore knew about this, colluded with and concealed it. Shore later assisted with the provision of hospice care for young people with AIDS, many of whom were former kids in care who had become infected during that period of their lives. See eg. posts ‘Apocalypse Now’ and ‘The Bodies Beneath Canary Wharf’.

 

Jo Richardson was seen as a peace campaigner on the hard left of the Labour Party. She was a member of the Socialist Campaign Group but resigned in 1988 in protest at Tony Benn’s decision to challenge the Windbag for the leadership. She served as a member of the Shadow Cabinet.

Richardson was a ‘central figure of the feminist left and helped to expand women’s rights in Britain’, except of course for the rights of wimmin trafficked by Dafydd or forced into the hands of dangerous abortionists by the Top Doctors. Richardson was the head of a group of women MPs that supported the anti-pornography position. Which must be why she remained completely silent about John Allen’s porn empire, the stars of the material being kids in care from north Wales who were forced to work in the ‘specialised tastes’ porn market, including bestiality. See post ‘I Predict A Riot’.

Jo Richardson was a pro-choice campaigner. But not on behalf of wimmin in north Wales.

‘We Are Wimmin, We Are Strong.’

Jo Richardson:

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Millie Tant, speaking at the 84th Labour Party Conference at Bournemouth, Oct 1985. That was the one where the Windbag ranted, Fatty Heffer stomped off the platform in a huff and Degsy and Militant just hurled abuse at the Windbag. Meanwhile, up in north Wales…

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Jo Richardson served as an executive member of the NCCL, during the time in which PIE was affiliated with the NCCL and campaigning for paedophiles’ rights. Richardson wrote to PIE journal Childhood Rights, saying that she supported their campaign against corporal punishment.

In 2014 the UK press revisited the time in the 1970s when many Labour figures were deeply involved with the NCCL, at the time when the NCCL campaigned on behalf of PIE. Notable people named included Harriet Harman, Paul Boateng, Patricia Hewitt (who succeeded Greville Janner’s Parliamentary seat and became Miranda’s Secretary of State for Health) and of course Jo Richardson. Tony Smythe, who was a leading light in MIND for years while MIND concealed Dafydd’s crimes, was also a big name in the NCCL. Sue Slipman, who had been a student at Lampeter in the 1970s was a communist who then joined Dr Death in the SDP and was also big in the NCCL. More recently Slipman Chaired an NHS Trust. Anna Coote, who used to be married to Radio 4’s celebrity sociologist Laurie Taylor, was involved with the NCCL. Anna and Laurie’s son Matthew Taylor was Miranda’s policy adviser when Miranda was PM.

Even more worrying were the number of lawyers who were involved at a senior level with the NCCL during it’s Paedophile Period. They included: Little Nell’s husband Sir Henry Hodge, who became a High Court judge; Patsy Hewitt’s husband Bill Birtles, who also became a High Court judge; barrister Peter Thornton, who became the Chief Coroner of England and Wales; Catherine Scorer, the trade union legal officer; the Human Rights lawyer Geoffrey Robertson; Howard Levenson, who became a High Court judge and who’s wife was a member of the GMC.

PIE shared an address in London with Release, an organisation established to help people in trouble as a result of being arrested for offences involving drugs. While patient F was illegally imprisoned in Denbigh by Dafydd in 1986, F contacted Release for help. F had originally been arrested after the Drugs Squad planted class A drugs on him and his then wife. F was really wowed when a man from Release came all the way up to Denbigh from London. F said that the man was very pleasant but told F that ‘there was nothing he could do’.

F had been fitted up by the police, violently assaulted by a senior officer at the police station, imprisoned in Risley Remand Centre for setting fire to his own house – although I have now been told that it wasn’t F who set the house on fire – possibly heard a murder being committed when he was in Risley and then was unlawfully transferred to Denbigh where he was detained, again unlawfully, for a year. I think that the man from Release could have done a great deal, but because he knew that Dafydd and the gang in north Wales were the main suppliers of the Westminster Paedophile Ring, he got the hell out of there and quickly. See previous posts for the full story re F and Release.

F was incredibly chatty and open about his extraordinary experiences. I imagine that the man from Release was told to go up to Denbigh and listen to what F told him. The man from Release would then have told his mates in PIE that F remembered a great many details about a great deal of serious crime that he had witnessed at first hand. It’ll have gone straight back to Dafydd.

Amazingly enough, Release received funding from the Home Office. The Home Office which colluded with the crimes of the trafficking gang in north Wales. That funding wasn’t given to Release to help people like F or the many other victims of Dafydd’s gang whom were targeted by the endemically corrupt Drug Squad in north Wales, it will have been given to Release to ensure that, like every other Charidee For The Distressed, they completely ignored anyone suffering at the hands of Dafydd et al. It was the prevailing arrangement with MIND, Wimmin’s Aid and the rest of the voluntary sector. Touch Dafydd and your supply of dosh will disappear.

 

Stephen Carnell was involved with the NCCL in the 1970s. Years later Carnell was jailed for three years after being caught in the possession of 12,000 indecent images and 450 films. Stephen Carnell was the election agent for Chris Bryant, who has been the Labour MP for the Rhondda since 2001. Chris Bryant is a former vicar who, when Thatch was destroying south Wales, was actually a member of the Tory Party. How he was ever selected for a safe Labour seat in the Rhondda I’d be most interested to know.

Bryant’s highlights include appearing on a gay dating website wearing only a rather naff pair of underpants, with his photo accompanied by the question ‘Oy mate, want a fuck?’ and just a few weeks ago gaining much praise when he spearheaded legislation to massively increase prison sentences for people convicted of offences against NHS staff and other ’emergency workers’. Bryant began campaigning on this matter and demanding Tougher Sentences after I began blogging about the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales framing patients for ‘attacking NHS staff’ who had complained about the mental health services.

Chris Bryant

Oy Mate, Want A Fuck? Then Get Yourself Up To The North Wales Hospital Denbigh In 1986, You’ll Have So Many Offers That You’ll Be Fighting Them Off.

Official portrait of Chris Bryant crop 2.jpg

 

 

The involvement with this bunch of utter fuckwits with people who campaigned on behalf of paedophiles thirty years ago is causing very, very big problems. Some of those involved in those campaigns were very serious offenders running criminal trafficking gangs. Others, probably including Harriet Harman, were simply too stupid to realise who they were involved with. However because of their ruthless nature, all of them, even those who were not paedophiles themselves, will now do anything, anything at all, to distract from and conceal their past involvement.

Anyone for Getting Tough On Dangerous Nutters Who Attack Angels?

See previous posts for information on the NCCL and those who were leading lights in that organisation.

 

Jo Richardson co-authored the pamphlets ‘Keep Left’ (1947) and ‘Keeping Left’ (1950) with Dick Crossman, Michael Foot and Ian Mikardo.

Dick Crossman was a big Labour figure of yesteryear. Crossman was the MP for Coventry East, 1945-74. Dafydd’s gang received kids in care from Coventry… Crossman held a number of roles in Harold Wilson’s Gov’t, including that of Secretary of State for Social Services, 1968-70, in which capacity he concealed the wrongdoing in north Wales. Crossman was Lord President of the Council, 1966-68 and thus was the visitor for UCNW when dear old UCNW was entirely under the grip of the trafficking gang. Crossman had many homosexual affairs when he was a student at New College, Oxford. He worked for the security services and was one of those Gov’t figures who used the security services to assist Dafydd et al rather than to stop them. Crossman’s diaries were considered to present such a potential embarrassment to Gov’t that before they were published posthumously in the mid-1970s, the Gov’t tried to block their publication.

Michael Foot was one of Crossman’s legal executors and opposed his own Gov’ts attempts to block the publication of Crossman’s diaries, although Foot was a Cabinet Minister at the time.

Crossman and Foot concealed the criminality of Dafydd et al, as well as the Westminster Paedophile Ring. People of my generation just remember Footie as being an old boy with a walking stick and a dog called Dizzy, but when he was young, Foot was a sexual predator and his wife, Jill Craigie, made references to his ‘extra needs’, which she told him to fulfil but to not discuss with her. See previous posts for more background on Richard Crossman and Michael Foot.

In 1985 KGB  defector Oleg Gordievsky named Jo Richardson as a confidential contact of his embassy.

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Jo Richardson was Secretary of the Tribune Group (formerly Keep Left Group, Bevan Group), 1948-78 and it’s Chairperson 1978-79; a Member of Labour’s NEC, 1979-91; Opposition Spokesperson on Wimmin’s Rights, 1983-92.  Richardson was Chair of the Labour Party, 1989-90, under the Windbag.

 

Tam Dalyell wrote Richardson’s obituary which was published in the Indie in 1994. It contains some gems:

Jo Richardson in her heyday, and her heyday lasted from 1945 until 1990, was one of the dynamos of the Left in Britain. She was a ’cause and issue’ politician – against German rearmament, and Aldermaston marcher…’

Bertrand Russell co-founded CND in 1958 and led the Aldermaston marches. Russell was highly sexually predatory, including toward members of his own family and utilised the services of Top Doctors to wreck the lives of his son John and his granddaughter Lucy. As a teenager, Lucy complained about Russell’s behaviour toward her and found herself diagnosed as schizophrenic – just liker her dad was, her dad who always maintained that Russell was a nasty old bugger who did appalling things to other people. In his later years, Bertrand Russell lived at Penrhyndeudraeth in what is now Gwynedd. See post ‘So Who Was Angry About What?’ for more details on Russell and his family.

Bertrand Russell was a friend of Sir Clough Williams-Ellis, who married into the Bloomsbury Set (see post ‘R.I.P. Fenella Fielding’). During the middle years of the 20th century, Clough let out many of the cottages on his estate at Llanfrothen/Croesor to his bohemian friends from England. The local people suffered very greatly at the hands of Gwynne the lobotomist and Dafydd at the time. Clough and Russell and their friends knew about this but didn’t concern themselves with it. See post ‘The Village’. Russell was far too busy bringing about world peace to worry about a criminal gang under his nose and anyway the criminal gang did a few favours for Russell and his mates. It wasn’t Russell who ended up in an asylum, although his son and his granddaughter did. As did at least one woman who was the partner of one of the Croesor radicals, who found herself spending a few decades in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh when she had a pregnancy that was inconvenient to her partner. Who had run off with another woman anyway.

The Top Doctors knew what was happening to the female partners of Clough’s mates because, unlike the locals at Croesor who gave birth at home, Clough’s friends had their babies in the St David’s Hospital in Bangor, which was run entirely by the trafficking gang, who for decades performed a valuable service for powerful people who didn’t want their sexual conduct towards less powerful people becoming public. Such as a sexual abuser who worked as a psychiatrist and ran a paedophile/trafficking gang.

 

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The local Welsh people of Llanfrothen and Croesor knew all about Dafydd and the gang as well as their links to Bertrand Russell, but as locals were swatted under the jackboot of the Top Doctors like gnats no-one worried about them. Until one of them got himself an education and became involved in political activism as a young man. Ever since, the paedophiles’ friends have been desperately doing everything possible to undermine and smear him. Who is this man? Merfyn Jones, the former VC of Bangor University, who found himself under constant attack from paedophiles’ friends in both high and low places, particularly after his wife died when the paedophiles’ friends of the Walton Centre found that there was just nothing that they could do when she became ill some years ago. Merfyn gew up in Llanfrothen, his mum and dad ran the pub there and they knew absolutely everyone. Merfyn has never told anyone that he has the dirt on the whole bloody lot of them, because unlike the paedophiles’ friends he never seemed to be vindictive and insane, but that is why they all really hate him. See previous posts.

The pub which Merfyn’s mum and dad ran was called The Brondanw Arms. Colloquially it was known as ‘Y Ring’, on account of it’s wrought iron decoration, which formed a sort of ring.

Here’s where all the action took place:

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You’ve had your chips now Dafydd and here they are:

 

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Tam Dalyell told us in Richardson’s obituary that If women’s causes now receive such dramatic prominence in the affairs of the Labour Party their advance is due in no small measure to the day-in-day-out campaigning of Jo Richardson. No group was too insignificant, no organisation too obscure to merit a visit.

Well I never saw Jo in Denbigh or at Hergest or even having a drink at The Brondanw Arms. She must have dropped in on a day when I wasn’t around.

As a councillor and later as an MP she championed women: ‘I am not all that interested in the high-achieving woman . . . I’m concerned about all the women with expertise and wisdom, who never get to first base; they’re poor, they’ve got kids . . . their lives are drudgery.’

I’m glad that you understand Jo! I was mates with loads of them for years. Er – they’re still poor and forgotten aren’t they?

The basis of Richardson’s feminism was among the poorer women of her council ward, and later her constituency of Barking…

Little Nell was most concerned about the Oppressed Wimmin of Barking as well when Little Nell took over the seat from Jo. There was a problem in Barking while all this Wimmin’s Wisdom was present in that constituency. Precisely that the residents of Barking kept voting for the BNP. Another little local difficulty was the hospital in Barking, which had an appalling death rate, particularly among women and newborns. Little Nell mouthed off non-stop about the BNP but she didn’t breathe a word about that lethal hospital killing women in childbirth and their babies. Not even when the scandal hit the press and an investigation was demanded.

The Labour Party never asked themselves why the voters of Barking were so magnetically attracted to the BNP. Not even when the BNP were following a strategy of meeting local people having a hard time and helping them with their housing and benefits problems etc.

Meanwhile…

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In her maiden speech she [Richardson] supported better pay for primary teachers and nursery teachers.

Not that Richardson was ever concerned for better off women. Teachers certainly don’t enjoy the lifestyles of bankers, but they’re a damn site better off than care workers or Empowered Service Users.

She wanted the nationalisation of banks and insurance companies. She sponsored various domestic violence acts to aid battered wives.

While Jo Richardson and Wimmin’s Aid continued to ignore and freeze out victims of the trafficking gangs across the whole of the UK.

 

Richardson was Chairperson of the Black and Advisory Committee of the Labour Party. She was a member of ASTMS [later the MSF]’ and  ‘to the pleasure of her union’ she was made Labour Spokesperson on Wimmins Rights on the front bench… ‘had there been a Labour gov’t she would quite certainly have been the first minister for womens affairs in Britain – alas that honourable ambition was not to be’.

Well there wasn’t a Labour Gov’t for Jo to be in, the Tories remained in power for years because the Labour Party was full of foolish old hypocritical trouts like Jo Richardson, who did the bidding of highly paid professional people involved with serious organised crime and they sold the victims of the gangs which those white collar criminals were running down the river.

While Jo Richardson sang We Are Wimmin, We Are Strong, this dominated the landscape in north Wales:

 

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When Labour finally did get back into power, after Miranda had turned it into a branch of the Conservative Party and given key roles to the paedophiles’ friends, the UK was blessed with a Minister for Wimmin. It was Harriet. Who was succeeded by Baroness Jay of Paddington aka Jim Callaghan’s daughter. Who was succeeded by Patsy Hewitt. Who was succeeded by Tessa Jowell. The only reason we wimmin didn’t get Little Nell to represent our interests was that Miranda made her Minister for Children, after her loyal years of service as Leader of Islington Borough Council, when that Council’s children’s homes were infiltrated by a trafficking gang who murdered some of the children.

 

The Jo Richardson Community School in the London Borough of Barking and Dagenham was named in the honour of this ruthless, dishonest, paedophiles’ friend.

 

When I read of what people like Jo Richardson did while mouthing off about helping Wimmin, I am reminded of someone with whom I was friends in north Wales, who had the full Paedophiles’ Friends Experience after he developed mental health problems. It culminating in years of abuse from the Top Doctors, one term of imprisonment on the basis of the perjury of the staff of the Hergest Unit and him watching a number of his friends commit suicide, before he was unlawfully denied all NHS treatment by the Top Docs. He was a pacifist and a kind and gentle person, who, after hearing that yet another Hergest patient had topped themselves or was up in court for ‘attacking an Angel’ would sometimes remark of the paedophile gang ‘you just want someone to break their fucking legs don’t you’. This man moved to Gwynedd in 1979 because of his enthusiasm for climbing. Where had he lived before that? North London. He had been a youth worker in Islington and he walked out of a social work course because he witnessed the neglect and abuse of clients by Haringey Council and told his tutors who ordered him to not report any of it. This man knew Little Nell and Howard Levenson. When he moved to north Wales, he made the mistake of telling a few people what he had witnessed in Islington and Haringey.

 

Now to Dr Oonagh McDonald, the other Labour MP who questioned Dafydd’s mate about abortion. McDonald was born in Stockton-on-Tees, Co Durham, the daughter of Dr HD McDonald, an Irish protestant minister. The family moved to London and she was educated at the Roan School for Girls in Greenwich, East Barnet Grammar School and King’s College London, where Oonagh gained a Master’s in Theology in 1962 and a PhD in 1974. She worked variously as a teacher, lecturer, researcher and management consultant. Oonagh taught philosophy at the Bristol University, 1965-76. D.G.E. Wood was a medical student at Bristol in the late 1960s and many of his network had links with Bristol University. David Hunt, who as a Minister in the Welsh Office and then Secretary of State for Wales spent years colluding with Wood, Dafydd and the gang, studied law at Bristol University in the mid-1960s. Hunt is now a leading light in international law firm DAC Beachcroft, which acts for the MDU. See previous posts.

MacDonald also served as a member of the Financial Services Commission in Gibraltar and was a senior consultant on international regulatory and public policy issues.

McDonald was elected Labour MP for Thurrock in Essex in 1976. She became PPS to the Chief Secretary to the Treasury, Joel – later Lord – Barnett in 1977. Joel Barnett was responsible for devising the Barnett Formula, which was used to assign funding from Westminster to Wales and Scotland. It was accepted by everyone that the Barnett Formula was unfair to Wales and over-generous to Scotland, but despite many conferences and working parties, the dear old Barnett Formula remained firmly in place. McDonald was Opposition Spokesman on Defence, 1981–1983 and then Opposition Spokesman on Treasury and Economic Affairs, 1983-1987, under the Windbag, during those years when the Windbag planned his election campaigns upon the need to ingratiate himself to the Top Doctors and Angels, including those in north Wales committing serious crime.

In 1998, McDonald was given a CBE for services to financial regulation and business. So she received something during the Waterhouse Inquiry for keeping her mouth shut then, even if it wasn’t a peerage.

McDonald is a Director of the British Portfolio Trust, Complaints Commissioner for the London Metal Exchange, ICE Futures and Virt-x and a member of IMF’s Expert Roster. She was previously a Director of the UK FSA (formerly the Securities and Investments Board), a Director of the General Insurance Standards Council, a Director of Skandia Insurance Co Ltd, a Director of the Financial Services Ombudsman Scheme, a Director of the Investors Compensation Scheme and of Scottish Provident (until demutualised and sold to Abbey National in 2001) and a member of the Gibraltar Financial Services Commission. She has undertaken numerous consultancy projects on financial regulation and the development of private pensions for the Asian Development Bank, the IMF, USAID and the British Know-How Fund in Russia, Nepal, Sri Lanka, Indonesia, Ukraine, Bulgaria, Brunei and Moldova.

She was Gwilym Gibbon Fellow at Nuffield College, Oxford and wrote The Future of Whitehall, Weidenfeld and Nicolson (1992) and is also the author of Parliament at Work, Methuen (1989) and The Future of Retail Banking in Europe: A View from the Top, with Professor Kevin Keasey, John Wiley & Sons (2002) and numerous research papers for a variety of clients including Deloitte’s and PricewaterhouseCoopers. In 2013, Bloomsbury Academic Press published her book “Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac: Turning the American Dream into a Nightmare”. She is currently a Visiting Fellow, International Institute of Banking & Financial Services, Leeds University. She also edits the Journal of Financial Regulation & Compliance. She has been the Chair of the Fairbanking Mark Assessment Panel for the Fairbanking Foundation since November 2013.

Good to see that a woman who wasn’t capable of challenging Dafydd and a dodgy dangerous abortionist was subsequently given responsibility for controlling the excesses of global capitalism.

 

I noted that in the list of the private hospitals that Patrick Jenkin admitted were carrying out abortions in the late 1970s/early 1980s, not only did the Grosvenor Nuffield in Chester appear, but so did the Nuffield Hospital in Taunton. I knew someone who booked into the Nuffield Hospital in Taunton in about 1974. He had suffered a major stroke many months previously, had regained a bit of movement, but wanted to go into the Nuffield for a couple of weeks to give his wife a rest. Off he trundled and three days later there was the most unholy row. His wife received a phone call from the Top Doctors, maintaining that he had ‘gone mad, was violent’ and that if a solution could not be found to this problem, they would certify him and it would be off to Tone Vale (the asylum near Taunton) for him.

His wife, as well as other members of the family, went straight down to Taunton. They found a very distressed stroke patient who was quite sane but bloody fuming, because he maintained that he had discovered that some of the Angels at the Nuffield in Taunton were running a prostitution racket IN the hospital and were offering sex to patients. The Top Docs gravely explained that they couldn’t have such allegations made tch tch and if the family agreed to take this madman out of the Nuffield – but nonetheless agree to pay for his planned stay in the brothel which had been pre-booked – they would say no more about it. If the dosh and removal of the patient was not agreed to, there were already the Dafydds of Somerset ready and waiting to certify him.

The elderly man returned home, where he was reassured by one of his relatives who had spent years working as a nurse in Taunton and then Bridgwater, that he wasn’t mad, that there was indeed a prostitution racket going on at the Nuffield, it had been going on for some while and was widely known among the medical professionals in the area.

I was only about 12 when all that kicked off but I remember it well Dafydd and unfortunately for you, I inherited rather more of the genetic loading of the angry old boy who wanted to do battle with the Bastards of the Nuffield than the Appeasers.

There was a network across the whole of the UK by that time which continued for years, run by corrupt medical and welfare professionals, who were involved in the sex, drugs and porn trade. I will be blogging more about this soon.

By the way Taunton network – MR RAINEY. The butcher of an orthopaedic surgeon who insulted and brutalised his patients and when he thought that he could get away with it violently assaulted a few of them as well. Absolutely legendary throughout Taunton and Bridgwater and became a millionaire to boot. Not one person dared put a stop to him.

You think that my grandpa caused you problems Top Doctors  – he wasn’t a blogger who had encountered Dafydd… By the way, grandpa freaked the Top Doctors out because he tried to ring the police to report the prostitution racket in the Nuffield. In the same way that I and others repeatedly reported the members of a trafficking gang to the police…

 

Here’s a few Interesting Facts:

Gerald Cavendish Grosvenor aka the Duke of Westminster, a close friend of Carlo’s and the President of the City of Chester Conservative Association when Sir Peter Morrison was MP for Chester, was a Committee Member of the Nuffield Hospitals from 1995 until his death in 2016.

Virginia Bottomley, a former psychiatric social worker who was Minister of Health, 1989-92 and Secretary of State for Health, 1992-95, was a non-executive Director of BUPA, 2007-13. Ginny’s daughter Cecilia is a Top Doctor (Obs and Gynae) who undertakes private work on behalf of BUPA.

Enid Rowlands, who is married to Huw Vaughan Thomas -the Chief Executive of Gwynedd County Council when the kids in the care of Gwynedd were being abused and trafficked to various locations including Dolphin Square (see posts ‘I Know Nuzzing…’ and ‘Are You Local?’) – was/is a member of the Board of BUPA. Enid has also been a member of the GMC; a Trustee of the GMC Pension Scheme; Chair of Victim Support; a member of the North Wales Police Authority; a member of the S4C Authority; Chair of the North Wales Health Authority; Chair of Education and Skills Wales; Chair of the Solicitors’ Regulation Authority. Enid served on the North Wales Health Authority at the same time as did Dr Peter Higson. Peter Higson worked as a clinical psychologist at the North Wales Hospital, then was the manager of that institution. Higson is now Chair of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board. His sister, Ruth Hussey, is the former Chief Medical Officer for Wales. Huw Vaughan Thomas was appointed Auditor General For Wales after his time as Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council. Huw picked up that job when Jeremy Colman, the previous Auditor General for Wales was jailed for child porn offences. See previous posts.

Here’s Enid, lest anyone wishes to perform a citizen’s arrest if they bump into her, because it’s fairly clear that she is in no danger of being apprehended by the North Wales Police:

 

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The President of the Denbighshire branch of the Royal College of Midwives, 1955-75, knew all about the disappearing women and babies. She was Geraldine Mackeson-Sandbach, the daughter of a wealthy landed family in north Wales, who also owned sugar plantations in the West Indies. Geraldine’s son Ian Lawrie Mackeson-Sandbach was appointed the most senior Freemason in north Wales in 1997, just in time for the Waterhouse Inquiry, where he remained until the cover-up was complete and the dust had settled. Ian’s daughter Antoinette Sandbach worked as a barrister in London until the paedophile gang called for reinforcements some ten years ago, whereupon Antoinette felt the pull of hiraeth and returned to Paedophile HQ in north Wales. Within months she had become a Tory AM. Much as Antoinette was dedicated to the welfare of farmers in north Wales, at the first opportunity she bagged a safe Tory Westminster seat in Cheshire, where she remains. See previous posts for details of the adventures of Antoinette, her ancestors and the Causes Close To Their Hearts.

 

Abortion has remained a political hot potato and a focal point for campaigners ever since the Abortion Act of 1967. There have been a number of attempts to legislate to reduce access to abortion as well as to widen access. The arguments used by anti and pro abortionists are very familiar and have remained virtually unchanged for years, as indeed have the identities of a number of those involved in leading the campaigns.

In none of these campaigns has anyone ever drawn upon or even mentioned the grisly lessons of the Top Doctors Of North Wales.

In Jan 1988, the Lib Dem MP David Alton tried to cut the limit for legal abortions to 18 weeks by the introduction of a private members bill but the bill ran out of time. Alton’s bill caused much debate and mobilisation of campaigners. At the time, I was asked by a Top Doctor at the Royal Free what I thought about David Alton’s attempt to change the law. I told him that I that David Alton may have very genuine feelings on the matter but that I suspected that he did not realise just how terrible the situations of some women were. I was thinking of some of the victims of Dafydd et al in north Wales at the time, but I didn’t say that. I was told by the Top Doctor that the problem with making it easier to access abortion was that ‘callous women’ would ‘take advantage’ of it.

Callous women do exist, indeed they were appointed as Wimmin’s Ministers in Parliament repeatedly, but there was no-one so callous as those Top Docs in north Wales, who while running a trafficking gang unlawfully prevented women from accessing NHS abortions and forced them into the hands of a dangerous abortionist in England who demanded money. I know for a fact that the Royal Free Top Doc who pompoused away to me knew about Dafydd and the gang in north Wales and the situation re access to abortion. Furthermore, the Royal Free was one of the institutions which was providing a big umbrella for Dafydd.

Duncan Orme, when he was the Students’ Union Welfare Officer at UCNW in the mid-1980s concealed the members of the trafficking gang who was occupying the Student Health Centre as well as the harm to students which they inflicted and was rewarded for this with a place on the graduate trainee programme for NHS managers – at the Royal Free (see post ‘I Predict A Riot’). When I was at UCNW, Liz Stables, the Angel who was facilitating the trafficking gang in UCNW, told me that a Bangor student had been offered a place to read medicine at the Royal Free.

The Mr Big who was the link between Bangor University and the London Medical Schools was Lord Brian Flowers, a nuclear physicist who held a number of very senior posts at London University, including that of VC. Brian Flowers concealed en masse research fraud, patient harm and the trafficking gangs who were operating in the London hospitals. Flowers later served as the VC of Manchester University. Flowers was originally from Swansea and remained loyal to his old muckers in Wales. See previous posts.

I accept that there are people who genuinely feel that abortion is wrong and I don’t think that they should be shouted down or have their views dismissed on the grounds that they are a bunch of old misogynists, because not all of them are. However, the Top Doctors are so flawed and have so grossly abused their positions, that I suggest that decisions regarding abortion, at least early abortion, should be taken right out of their hands. The most sensible thing would be to make early abortion available on demand and then for someone to have a long hard think about how the messy and grim realities of late abortion or abortions on very young, vulnerable or uncertain women are addressed, because these decisions cannot be left solely in the hands of such an abusive profession.

 

Anti-abortionists were scuppered yet again in an attempt to achieve a significant tightening of the law in June 1990; not only that, but their attempt backfired due to a complex voting system and resulted in a further liberalising of the law. This was achieved solely by the casting vote of then Deputy Speaker, Sir Paul Dean, which was seen as probably the most significant act of his political career. Sir Paul Dean was not a man whom one would have expected to be particularly sympathetic to liberalising abortion.

Paul Dean was the Tory MP for Woodspring (formerly north Somerset), 1964-92. North Somerset was the neck of the woods from which D.G.E. Wood came; his father was a Top Doc in the Bristol/north Somerset area. Dean was succeeded as the Tory MP for that seat by the right wing tosser of a Top Doc, Liam Fox (see previous posts).

From 1982 until his retirement, Dean served as Deputy Speaker, first under George Thomas, then under Bernard Weatherill. George Thomas sexually assaulted children and young people for years, throughout his whole career. This was widely known in Parliament, to the police and in south Wales, where Thomas was a high profile Labour MP and a leading light in the Methodist Church. A great many people pushed out a great many boats to protect George Thomas and the Top Docs of Wales pushed out more boats than most. Paul Dean knew that Thomas was molesting children, as did Bernard Weatherill.

Dean served as Second Deputy Chairman of Ways and Means, 1982-87 and First Deputy Chairman of Ways and Means, 1987-92. He was preceded by Ernest Armstrong in both posts and was also preceded by Ernest Armstrong as Deputy Speaker. Ernest Armstrong was the Labour MP for North West Durham, 1964-87, who in his capacity as an MP as well as previously when a Sunderland Councillor, had concealed the paedophile ring in the north east of England, which was linked to the ring in north Wales and supplied both staff and children to the gang in north Wales/Cheshire. It was Ernest Armstrong who did Miranda so many favours when Miranda went after his seat at Sedgefield and then built his stronghold in the north east. Ernest Armstrong’s daughter Hilary succeeded him as MP for North West Durham. Hilary Armstrong became one of Miranda’s inner circle (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’).

 

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Paul Dean was born in Nantwich, Cheshire, into a family who owned farms in Cheshire and north Wales. He was educated at Ellesmere College, Shropshire and Exeter College, Oxford. At Oxford, Dean was President of Conservative Association and also the Oxford Carlton Club. He served with Welsh Guards during WWII, but after the war he abandoned family farms and became  tutor at Swinton Conservative College in north Yorkshire. Paul Dean then worked in the Research Dept of Conservative Central Office, 1957-64. At the time, that Dept was known to be dominated by a number of senior staff who propositioned boys for sex. When Matthew Parris worked there just a few years later, he found that holidays in Italy were being organised by the staff of that Dept at a place known as the Villa of Vice or the Villa of Shame, where ‘willing boys’ were supplied for parties. See previous posts.

Paul Dean was a junior Minister in the DHSS, 1970-74. After the Tories’ election victory in 1970, Dean was made junior Minister for social security. He was a parsimonious minister, opposing the abolition of tax on pensioners earning less than £2,000 a year. He proudly introduced the 1973 Social Security Act and attacked Barbara Castle for ‘vicious political vandalism’ when, on Labour’s return to office the following year, she delayed implementation of parts of it. Dean worked under Secretary of State Sir Keith Joseph, the MP for Leeds North East, 1956-87. Joseph’s constituency was at the heart of Jimmy Savile and Police Corruption Country and Joseph spent his whole career concealing organised abuse. It was Keith Joseph who took on as his adviser for children in care Barbara Kahan, a social worker who was married to Top Doctor Vladimir Kahan. Kahan colluded with organised abuse as did her husband. Kahan had been the manager of a number of social workers who were later identified as paedophiles, including Louis Minster. Once she became a Gov’t adviser, she worked with many more social workers, teachers and academics who were using their work as a front for child abuse. See post ‘Always On The Side Of The Children’.

There is no way that Barbara and Vladimir Kahan and Keith Joseph did not know about Dafydd.

When we were undergrads, Brown and I wrote to Keith Joseoh about student finance. We wrote separately and from our university addresses. When Joseph replied – he wrote quite a rude reply, the same one to both of us – he made it clear that he knew that Brown and me were friends and also that we both came from Bridgwater in Somerset. We had not mentioned this in our letters.

Keith Joseph was actually the architect of Thatcherism. Unlike Thatch, he was intelligent enough to understand it, but he blew his chances at becoming Tory leader when he made a speech warning that the lower orders were breeding like rabbits and Something Had To Be Done.

The outcome of that rather rash speech was this:

 

Paul Dean made someone happy, because he was given a knighthood in 1985, the year in which the threats to Brown and me from the Top Docs really began to escalate and which my documents show was the year that the Welsh Office busied themselves with the beginning of their plan to blow me out of the water. In 1985 Mary Wynch won her appeal to the Master Of The Rolls and made legal history by suing Dafydd, thus receiving coverage in the London-based media. Then Alison Taylor refused to shut up.

In 1993, after my career in medical research had been ruined and the media careers of another two witnesses had also been destroyed, Sir Paul Dean became Baron Dean of Harptree of Wedmore in the County of Somerset. I don’t know what Dean’s connection to Wedmore was, but Gary Glitter lived at Wedmore for quite some time before he ended up in prison in Bristol for child porn offences. Professor Robert Owen, a surgeon from Liverpool who doubled up as the Medical Ombudsman for the Welsh Office and was Dafydd’s mate who concealed Dafydd’s crimes (see post ‘In Memoriam – Professor Robert Owen’) had a daughter who lived at Shapwick, a village on the Somerset levels not far from Wedmore. Ian Dunbar, the tame Prison Service Governor who was called in by the bent Home Secretary Douglas Hurd after the 1989 riots at Risley Remand Centre to try and get a rapidly unravelling situation back under control, was based in the south west and lived on the Somerset levels. See post ‘Include Me Out’ and other posts.

After the Risley Riots, there were frank admissions, even from the Home Office, that conditions at Risley were completely unacceptable. The women’s wing was shut down and major changes to the institution did follow. Michael Mansfield emerged as the hero of the hour when he represented some of the rioters, who were in Risley after being charged with serious crime. At no point did anyone mention that the hospital wing of Risley was full – and had been for years – of kids in care from north Wales and psych patients of Dafydd and it was they who were repeatedly found dead after ‘committing suicide by hanging’. See post ‘Include Me Out’. The patients whom I knew who had been in Risley all said ‘it’s full of murderers there, I was terrified’. It was Michael Mansfield’s clients that they were terrified of. There were kids from the north Wales children’s homes as young as their early teens in Risley and because they were on remand, they had not been convicted of any offence. That contingent of the Risley population were nearly always transferred to Denbigh, where once they had been sectioned for a year, the charges against them were dropped. Some of them were never seen again and most of the others died soon afterwards. Michael Mansfield’s clients went on to be found guilty as charged and received long prison sentences. None of this received any press coverage.

Another person who lived on the Somerset levels was a man who taught me at school, Ray Stanlake. I have been told that Stanlake was in touch with Dafydd and the gang…

 

Paul Dean, who was fairly obviously at the centre of many cesspits, was a Director of Charterhouse Pensions and the brewers Watney-Mann and Truman; a consultant to Grand Metropolitan and Antony Gibbs Pension Services; a Governor of BUPA and the Deputy Chairman of the PR firm Roward Panton. Paul Dean was on the governing body of the Church in Wales. Some of whose clergyman were fully on board with Dafydd et al.

Paul Dean’s rot went back a long way. From the outset, he was a supporter of Edward Heath, who was then Leader of the Opposition In 1969, Dean became Heath’s Deputy Spokesman on social security. Throughout his leadership of the Tory Party, Heath colluded with Dafydd et al. Dean was a big fan of private health and pension schemes.

 

One additional note about Paul Dean and his casting vote which accidentally liberalised abortion. It only happened because the anti-abortionists had tried to get the legislation that they wanted by the use of a tied vote on an amendment on the Human Fertilisation and Embryology Bill. Only days previously there had been a major Commons row over the Human Fertilisation and Embryology Bill, which people like Enoch Powell were hoping to use to outlaw research on embryos. One MP became very, very angry during the debate, because he had lost two children to an hereditary problem and knew that a third child would die as well. He got so angry that he banged his fist on a chair and damaged the chair. That MP was Dafydd Wigley. He was the Plaid MP for Caernarfon at the time and he knew that the trafficking gang operating under his nose had killed witnesses, including my house mate Anne. Dafydd Wigley really wanted the Human Fertilisation and Embryology Bill to pass.

So how did you persuade Paul Dean to use his casting vote to support you then Lord Wigley? Anything to do with that letter that I wrote you providing details of my experiences at the hands of Dafydd et al, to which you wrote me a very nice reply, saying that if there was anything that you could do at a Parliamentary level you would? Then when the intimidation of me became even worse, I wrote to you again. I didn’t hear back.

Ooh that was in about 1990 wasn’t it??

 

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Now here’s someone else who was fully aware of the crimes of Dafydd and all related gangs who has successfully gone under the radar: Alan Jinkinson.

Alan Raymond Jinkinson is a trade unionist who was born in Sheffield. Jinkinson was Deputy General Secretary of NALGO, 1983-90; General Secretary of NALGO, 1990-93; General Secretary of UNISON, 1993-96, preceding the very good friend of the paedophiles, Rodney Bickerstaffe (see post ‘A Very COHSE Relationship With Some Very Nasty People’).

NALGO was the union which represented huge numbers of local gov’t employees, including many who staffed and managed children’s homes and were named as abusers or colluding with abuse. Some NALGO reps were named in abuse scandals, including one rep in north Wales/Cheshire. It was accepted that the NALGO rep in north Wales had abused children in care, so the solution to this was to allow him to take early retirement. He was a bit worried that he wouldn’t be able to begin drawing his pension early as well, but a letter from a helpful psychiatrist sorted that and the member of Dafydd’s gang was able to go off into the sunset into a comfortable early retirement avoiding any criminal charges.

There was one social worker in north Wales whom NALGO refused to support, although she was a fully paid up member – Alison Taylor. NALGO washed their hands of Alison and provided no support when Gwynedd County Council sacked her in Nov 1987, after informally suspending her in Dec 1986. In Dec 1986, Dafydd had me unlawfully arrested and imprisoned in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and two/three days later Ollie Brooke, the Prof of Paediatrics at St George’s Hospital Medical School was imprisoned for child porn offences. Ollie’s gang had direct links to Dafydd and Lucille.

Alan Jinkson became the General Secretary of the newly merged UNISON on 1 July 1993. My trial at Bangor Magistrates Court for ‘staring at a social worker in Safeways’ took place in July 1993. It was planned to be a trial for screaming and swearing at her, putting her ‘in fear of immediate violence’, but once she was in the witness box, she started crying and admitted that she had lied to the police. The social worker concerned, Jackie Brandt, was a member of Dafydd and Lucille’s gang and had previously unlawfully detained me in Ysbyty Gwynedd. See post ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’. No complaints of mine against Brandt were ever investigated and neither was her perjury. I had to cough up £60 for looking at her in a supermarket.

 

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Jinkinson stood for the Labour Party in the Orpington by-election, 1962. A supporter of Hugh Gaitskill, Jinkinson he attacked Eric Lubbock – a lifelong paedophiles’ friend himself (see previous posts) – the Liberal Party candidate for supporting unilateral nuclear disarmament. Lubbock won the seat, while Jinkinson took third place with 12.4% of the vote, losing his deposit.

A wonderful article about Jinkinson was published in the Indie on 29 Oct 1992. Here are some extracts:

Alan Jinkinson has rapidly become the most powerful public sector trade unionist in Britain…next year he is due to become head of the new Unison organisation of 1.4 million public sector workers, the largest union in the country.

Note to Gov’ts of all colours: There’s 1.4 million of us, many of us with the dirt on the health and social care services…

Political posturing is not in the character of Mr Jinkinson, who carefully weighs up each comment before making it, avoiding remarks that will upset any faction within the union, or which can be interpreted as favouring militancy. This balancing act is on display when he stresses that a public sector pay freeze, or award at less than the rate of inflation, would be met by a ‘measured response’, while hinting that some of the more militant members of the union could become difficult to restrain from taking strong action.

FINGS BREAK…

 … concedes that stringent public sector pay control is a very real possibility. ‘There appears to be a conspiracy between the bosses and the Government to attack public sector pay over the next 12 months…clearly angered by some of the rumours that came out of Conservative Party conference. ‘Allegedly, an unnamed minister said that it would be nice to have a Nalgo strike. That is provocative, irresponsible and does nothing for good industrial relations.’ He stresses that Nalgo and the other public service unions would respond with restraint. ‘That kind of view will not force Nalgo or anyone else out on to the streets.’
The only people forced onto the streets were the kids in care and Empowered Service Users.

Nalgo and the other leading public sector unions Nupe and Cohse have been in merger discussions for several years…the new union Unison will be in place next July. Mr Jinkinson is to be the general secretary until early 1996, when Rodney Bickerstaffe, currently of Nupe, is expected to take over.

The General Secretary of COHSE was David Williams, who trained as an Angel at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh in the Dark Ages. See post ‘A Very COHSE Relationship With Some Very Nasty People’.

…stressed that the unions would not co-operate in any exercise designed to cut the real wages of public services staff… the truth is that public sector workers have been taking more than their share of the pain for some years now.

Duw it’s hard. When we get caught abusing the kids in our care we have to get Dafydd to provide us with a letter to enable us to draw our pension early.

Take the NHS trust hospitals as an example. The pay of senior managers has increased enormously, in contrast to the pay of clerical and administration workers, which has fallen in net earnings by about 5.2 per cent. The best part of 100,000 of these workers are paid below the European Community minimum decency threshold of £207 per week.

Alan Jinkinson could have brought down those overpaid Trust senior managers overnight – including those in north Wales who were running a trafficking gang – if he’d blown the whistle on their criminality, corruption and concealment of patient harm and deaths. But he didn’t because some of his members were responsible.

‘The response of our members to pay policy will very much depend on that key word ‘fairness’. The fairer any policy is perceived to be the more measured any response will be. There are about 6 million in the public sector workforce, some of these covered by review bodies. If it was perceived that those covered by review bodies were treated better, the reaction would be very hostile indeed.

Note to Gov’t: We can muster 6 million at a push… Whatever would happen if Fings Started To Break?

Those not covered in the NHS already need an increase of 25 per cent to bring them up to comparative levels.

Don’t make me fucking laugh. In regions like north Wales, public service workers were in clover.

Mr Jinkinson does not see it as his role to help the Government in bringing about its revolution in public sector culture. ‘I don’t like CCT (compulsory competitive tendering), or all the talk about an ‘enabling’ local authority. We’ve got these citizen’s charters by the sackful, but they will not succeed until the public sector workforce is well-paid, well-managed and well-trained.

The sackfuls of Citizen’s Charters produced by John Major were indeed worthless, because the public service workers knew that they could abuse their positions with impunity. After all, they knew where the bodies were buried and Fings Break.

As well as merging into one giant union, the public service unions are also coping with the transfer of their members away from public employers into the private sector; whether into an NHS trust, a private company winning service contracts…Even within the local authority sector there is a strong move away from national pay bargaining towards local negotiation. According to Mr Jinkinson, such changes, though they pose threats, also provide opportunities.

Here comes the deal with New Public Management and neoliberalism… Ooh our members won’t be unemployed after all, they will be encouraged to form themselves into companies and consultancies,  where they will be commissioned by their former employers in the NHS and local authorities to ‘deliver services’ to their previous ‘client groups’ and they will continue to abuse them exactly as before. With the added bonus that those being abused will be told that they are Empowered and Have A Choice.

‘It has been an inevitable stimulus to Nalgo to adjust its delivery of services to its members. One or two people join a trade union for political reasons, but for most people it is a practical question of the value of the benefits at the workplace. We have had to adjust our ways of delivering services and train many hundreds of stewards that are now involved in local bargaining.

Told you so. The paedophiles’ managers and union reps made damn sure that the paedophiles picked up the new contracts.

The trend is towards devolution of provision of support services to district level. Unison is a catalyst to an even more radical approach to service delivery, which will be member-centred, a member-led union, serving all, from the highest-paid manager to the lowest-paid individual.’

Er, hasn’t really worked out that way has it?

One challenge facing Unison is persuading blue-collar and white-collar workers that they have a shared outlook. Tension between Nalgo members and other public sector workers has heightened in recent years as managers have overseen the contracting out of manual work.

The bastards have turned on each other in their pursuit of filthy lucre.

Now the boot is on the other foot, with Nalgo members facing commercial competition for their own jobs.

SCRAAAAP!!!!

Mr Jinkinson is adamant that the contracting out of work must not be used as a means of reducing rates of pay, and that members should resist pay levels being cut to make tender bids more competitive. ‘We say to our branches, ‘talk to your employers, get them to open their books, get into a rational dialogue, and get the best deal available, which is also the best deal for service quality and the local community.’

Fings Break…

We want to encourage the authorities to put in the most competitive bids, but there shouldn’t be cuts in pay to bring this about.’

The Empowered Service Users can take the hit, not Our Members.

Even though the change in public service culture is bitterly resented and opposed by the public sector unions, they are making parallel changes. Local authorities are recognising that many of their powers have gone, so they adopt a new role of community voice and vehicle for lobbying.

They gangs run the charidees, the ‘Service User Involvement Groups’, the Advocacy Associations…

Similarly, Mr Jinkinson sees Unison as a means of bringing about broader change in society.

I’m still waiting Alan.

He explained: ‘A union of 1.4 million people will have enormous influence in society at large, including the European Community, as a driving force for a return to a public sector culture, which very many members of the public now yearn for…

Their wishes for a genuine change in culture were ignored because it was Jinkinson who wielded power over Gov’ts, not the people in the receiving end of the shite, abusive, neglectful public services.

What is needed is increased public spending on housing, schools, sewers, and so on. What we don’t need is to bear down on public sector spending. What is missing in the economy is that indefinable thing called ‘confidence’. Cuts in public spending will bring a further twist to the deflationary spiral, and that is the opposite to what the economy needs at the present time.’

There never were substantial Cuts until very recently, as a result of the aftermath of the financial crisis in 2008. The Empowered Service Users saw no improvement in their services, because the services were run for the benefit of Jinkison’s members, not the Empowered Service Users. Any public sector workers that challenged the scam were sacked and like Alison Taylor, found that Mr Jinkinson and his mates were not in the least bit interested in their plight.

 

While I was reading some old political almanacs recently, I was reminded of a name from the past, which to my shame I had completely forgotten about, that of David Penhaligon. David Penhaligon was the Liberal MP for Truro, who was elected in 1974. Not only did Penhaligon know all about the doings of Jeremy Thorpe, the Liberal MP for North Devon and Liberal Party leader, but when Jeremy became a laughing stock following that rigged trial in 1979 after he was charged with conspiracy to murder his former gay lover Norman Scott and the Liberals dissolved into utter confusion but as ever kept their hopes up, David Penhaligon was considered to be likely to be their next leader. The thing that stopped him was being involved in a most unfortunate car accident which killed him. On Dec 22, 1986. Approx one week after Ollie Brooke went to prison and about 10 days after Dafydd had me unlawfully arrested and imprisoned.

David Penhaligon was brought up in Truro. He attended Truro School, where he knew musician Roger Taylor of Queen and then Cornwall Technical College. Penhaligon worked for Holman Brothers in Camborne as a research and development engineer working on rock drilling. By 1973 he had qualified as a Chartered Mechanical Engineer; he also took over from his father a sub-post office in Chacewater from 1967 (after his marriage in 1968 to Annette Lidgey, she ran the business). His Liberal activities led to some work in local broadcasting.

Penhaligon’s decision to join the Liberal Party was inspired in 1963 when, aged 19, he was an important witness to a murder case. His evidence, which supported the case of the defendant Dennis Whitty, was not enough to prevent him from being convicted and hanged. Penhaligon was appalled by capital punishment. He led the Truro Young Liberals and built up the local party (which had been the weakest in Cornwall) into one of the strongest; he was the chair of the Cornish Young Liberals, 1966-68. However he was not selected as Liberal candidate for Truro in the 1966 General Election (nor for any other seat) and he was also rejected for Falmouth and Camborne in 1968 apparently because his strong Cornish accent was thought unattractive.

By the mid-1980s, everyone loved David Penhaligon’s Cornish accent, what with Old Etonians, City Slickers and cousins and friends of Lilibet having taken quite a battering as a result of Jeremy Thorpe’s activities.

 

 

In the 1970 General Election, Penhaligon fought the Devon constituency of Totnes, when the previous candidate Paul Tyler transferred to Bodmin. Bodmin had previously been held by Peter Bessell for the Liberals. Bessell was a good mate of Thorpe’s and it was Bessell who gave evidence at Thorpe’s 1979 trial that Thorpe had openly discussed killing Norman Scott and the ways in which that could be done. During the trial, the famously biased Presiding judge, Joseph Cantley, trashed Bessell, Norman, Thorpe’s co-defendants and Andrew Newton, the man who openly admitted that he had been hired to kill Norman. The only person who could be believed was Jeremy and that was because he was married to Lilibet’s cousin and had shagged both Princess Margaret and Lord Snowdon, although that snippet wasn’t mentioned.

Bessell emigrated to California in 1974 and died there in 1985. David Penhaligon was one of the west country Liberals who would have known the full details re Jeremy and Norman. It was widely known that Norman was being threatened, harassed, robbed and beaten up when he lived in Devon and that Jeremy was behind it. Norman openly talked about his affair with Jeremy and how Jeremy had dumped him and had behaved appallingly ever since.

Justice Cantley might have told the world that Norman was a fantasist but at the time of Jeremy’s trial, I knew two people in Somerset who had Seen The Photos that Norman had of him and Jeremy… One of those people was a travelling salesman who flogged Kleeneze products no less and the other one was the baker from Stogursey, Mr Lovell. After Jeremy was acquitted, Mr Lovell was convinced that someone would have another go at bumping Norman off. To the amazement of many people, Norman remained alive. However Mr Lovell’s wife didn’t. Mr Lovell’s wife suffered from depression and had been a patient at Tone Vale. Tone Vale colluded with organised abuse, although not to the same extent as Dafydd and Denbigh. Mr Lovell’s wife was declared much improved and came home from Tone Vale. So imagine how shocked everyone was when many months later, Mr Lovell came home to find that she had hanged herself. No-one asked any questions, it was all a bit ‘cor poor old Mr Lovell, his wife must have been hiding how bad she felt’.

Mr Lovell had a teenage son and I think that it might have been him who found his mum’s body first. Mr Lovell’s son wanted to go in the Army and he was an admirer from a distance of Brown’s dad, because he once called at the house when Col Brown was in uniform and it wowed him. He had been in the Army cadets, seemed to get over his mum’s death but had the most terrible shock when he was rejected by the Army when he left school. He worked in a factory in Bridgwater instead. I am fairly sure that a few years later, he was found dead as well. Ooh well, he got it from his mum didn’t he…

No-one in the west country disbelieved Norman, they all knew that Jeremy was as guilty as they come. David Penhaligon will have known as well and he’ll have known many more people than I did who were witnesses to Jeremy’s shenanigans.

 

In 1970, Penhaligon polled poorly in the context of an election in which the party as a whole suffered. However, Penhaligon had acquired useful experience of fighting election campaigns and picked up additional tips from Wallace Lawler’s practices in inner-city Birmingham. David Penhaligon wasn’t a complete hayseed then.

In 1971 Penhaligon was easily selected as candidate for Truro, a seat which did not look an easier prospect than Totnes. This gave him three years in which to get his name known and meet his prospective constituents and when the election came in Feb 1974 he won nearly 21,000 votes and cut the majority of the sitting Tory MP to 2,561. Truro became the fourth ‘target’ constituency for the Liberals for the next election – which would take place within months because of the inconclusive outcome in February.

Penhaligon was readopted and worked on trying to persuade the remaining Labour voters in the seat to back him. In the Oct 1974 election, he was elected with a majority of 464 votes – the only Liberal gain of that election. In Parliament he swiftly won a reputation for humorous speeches, urging a national minimum wage and increased state pensions. He voted for fellow Cornish MP John Pardoe over David Steel in the Liberal leadership election of 1976. John Pardoe’s brother lived in the village where I spent my teenage years and Brown and I used to work on his farm in the summer holiday. See previous posts.

Penhaligon was hard to place in conventional political terms: he changed his mind over capital punishment, initially voting against in December 1974, but supporting it in December 1975. Which sort of reminds me of that old Python joke in ‘Election Special’: ‘A little pink pussycat has taken Barrow-in-Furness, that’s a gain from the Liberals there’.

Although frequently speaking on national issues, it was clear that Penhaligon’s main concern was local. He became known in particular for defending Cornish tin mining and local fishing fleets.

When the Lib-Lab pact was first mooted in March 1977, Penhaligon was initially opposed and spoke against it. He later came round and told the Liberal Assembly in September 1977 that it had achieved an ‘economic revolution’. I missed that particular revolution. At a special Assembly in January 1978 Penhaligon was a star speaker in persuading the delegates representing Liberal members to continue the pact. The pact allowed the Liberals to influence Gov’t legislation.

Part of Penhaligon’s support for the Lib-Lab pact was his fear that an early general election would result in a poor performance for the Liberals, and his own seat might be vulnerable. In October 1978 after the pact had lapsed, he explained that “Turkeys don’t volunteer for Christmas!”. The scandal over Jeremy Thorpe – who was charged with conspiracy to murder in August 1978 – was a matter of particular concern and Penhaligon urged Thorpe to stand down and the Liberal Party not to endorse him. When Thorpe did seek re-election, Penhaligon refused to help his campaign. Despite his narrow majority and the belief that he was the most vulnerable of the Liberal MPs, Penhaligon kept his seat with a much larger majority (8,708) in the 1979 General Election.

The Lib-Lab pact involved two desperate parties with much to hide doing a great deal of wheeling and dealing while both trying to shaft each other. At the same time, no-one trusted Jeremy, who was known to be capable of striking a bargain with anyone at all in his desperation to gain power, as he had when he almost joined Ted Heath’s Gov’t some years previously.

After the bomb exploded and Jeremy was arrested and charged, some months before his trial, an alternative newspaper in Rochdale printed allegations that Cyril Smith, another high profile Liberal MP, was sexually abusing boys. David Steel was so concerned at the damage that would be done to the Liberal Party and to Thorpe’s chances of being found not guilty if Smith’s activities found their way into the London-based media, that he utilised the services of the crooked barrister George Carman QC to ensure that the stories about Smith did not appear in the UK wide media.

George Carman was Jeremy’s barrister at the 1979 trial. Carman had until then been based in the north of England and he had lived in Cheshire. He mixed with bent coppers, journos, gangsters and sex workers and had a serious drink and gambling problem. He was also very violent. People did not mess with George Carman, they were very, very frightened of him. Carman knew about Dafydd and the gang in north Wales/Cheshire and after Carman died it was revealed that although he had never acted for Jimmy Savile, he had been retained by him, which was quite enough to have shut everyone up re Savile’s offending.

Getting Thorpe off made Carman’s reputation. He moved to London, where one of his pupil barristers was Miranda. Cherie also worked in Carman’s chambers until 1988. In the 1990s Carman lived in Wimbledon, along with so many of the Top Docs of St George’s, including Prof Geoffrey Chamberlain, Ollie Brooke’s friend and one of those who had colluded with Ollie and the gangs linked to him, including Dafydd’s in north Wales/Cheshire.

For the full background on George Carman, see posts ‘No Ordinary Methods’ and ‘No Ordinary Methods – Supplementary Post’.

 

In June 1981 Dr Death entered Penhaligon’s life, when the SDP-Alliance was formed. The Dr Death who was the MP for Plymouth and who personally knew some of the Top Docs in north Wales involved in the trafficking gang. Dr Death’s fellow travellers in the Gang Of Four all knew about Dafydd and the gang. See post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You’.

David Penhaligon supported the SDP-Liberal Alliance from the start, although he resented SDP attempts to take control of the Liberal Party’s target seats. He was named in January 1982 as one of the ‘firemen’ who would sort out any disagreements between the parties. Penhaligon was particularly prominent in the 1983 election campaign in which he spoke for the Liberal Party on Transport, Industry and Energy. After the election he became an early proponent of a merger between the SDP and the Liberals under a single leader, largely to avoid disputes over allocations of Parliamentary seats.

From 1983 Penhaligon headed the Liberal by-election unit which planned the campaigns in individual seats. At the Liberal Assembly in September 1984 he was chosen as President-elect of the Liberal Party and served as Party President, 1985-86. This carried with it the job of presiding over the Liberal Assembly at the end of his term.

Penhaligon was appointed as Chief Spokesman on the economy in 1985. He was a central figure in planning the Alliance General Election campaign at the time of his death.

At 6.45 am on 22 December 1986, he was travelling to a post office to meet workers there when a van skidded on an icy road and hit his Rover SD1 car near Truck Fork, Probus, Cornwall. Penhaligon was pronounced dead at the scene. The van driver was not prosecuted for the accident. The inquest held in March 1987 strongly suggested that Penhaligon was not wearing a seat belt at the time of the crash, nor was the driver of the van, who was thrown out of his vehicle and suffered two broken legs as a result. Penhaligon’s injuries were extensive fracture of his ribs and fracture of the neck vertebrae. The cause of death was damage to the aorta as well as massive damage to the spleen and liver.

David Penhaligon was very much a west country figure, but the other stronghold of the Liberal Party was of course in Wales. In his various efforts to have Jeremy reigned in, at one point when Norman Scott was living in Wales, a lady who found out about Jeremy’s dreadful conduct was friends with Emlyn Hooson, the Liberal MP for Montgomery. She made representation to Hooson re Jeremy and the Liberal Party set up an inquiry. It ended with Lord Frank Byers, the grandfather of the Labour MP Lisa Nandy, hurling abuse at Norman and Norman walking out and subsequently making an extensive statement to the police. Which was ignored. Hooson told people that he was horrified at Thorpe’s activities, but he didn’t try to stop them or even speak up after Thorpe was arrested and charged. Hooson was one of the corrupt barristers on the Chester and Wales Circuit who spent his career colluding with Dafydd and the gang. Hooson grew up in Denbighshire and was a close friend of Sir Ronnie Waterhouse.

If Emlyn Hooson knew about Jeremy, the rest of polite society in Wales will have. Norman and Jeremy both had links to Wales, including to Denbigh. After he dared tell people about his problems with Jeremy, Norman was discredited by that tried and tested method, a Top Doctor. Namely Desmond Curran of St George’s Hospital Medical School. They have a long and fine tradition there…

See previous posts, including ‘My How Things Haven’t Changed’ for the full background on the Jeremy and Norman story.

 

Penhaligon was killed at the end of 1986, which was the year that the Westland Affair nearly brought down Thatcher’s Gov’t. The Westland Affair was a huge scrap within the Tory Party over the fate of an ailing Somerset engineering company in the Liberal MP Paddy Ashdown’s constituency. The scrap was between Thatcher’s Cabinet Ministers and was precipitated by Michael Heseltine, who was born in Swansea, had been the MP for Tavistock in Devon, 1966-74 and who really, really wanted to be PM (see post ‘A Legend Lives’). The Minister of State at the DTI at the time, the Dept at the centre of the scrap, was Sir Peter Morrison. Sir Anthony Meyer, a north Wales Tory MP with Ugandan interests who knew about Dafydd and the gang benefited from the Westland Affair (see post ‘You Know I’m No Good’). A number of the other MPs who took advantage of the Westland Affair were known to people in Somerset who knew me and knew what was happening to me at the hands of Dafydd and the gang. Some of those individuals did very, very well for themselves after Westland (see posts ‘Those Who Are Ready To Serve’ and ‘Upper Class Twit Of The Year – Shooting Themselves’.)

 

There were just so many unscrupulous people joining in the feeding frenzy during 1986 and so many people with a great deal to lose that it wouldn’t have been in the realms of fantasy to imagine that a few of them had got together and decided to deal with the dangerously popular Mr Penhaligon, a man who knew Peter Bessell and was on the scene back in Bessell and Thorpe’s heyday.

 

‘You Might Very Well Think That; I Couldn’t Possibly Comment’

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David Penhaligon’s son Matthew has been an active member of the Lib Dems and was the Party’s candidate for the Mayoralty of Hackney in May 2006.

 

David Penhaligon’s cousin was the actress Susan Penhaligon. Susan was one of the fruitiest actresses of the 1970s, up there with Angharad Rees, who was the daughter of Dafydd’s mate Professor Linford Rees at Barts (see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’). Susan and Angharad will have known each other and they’ll both have known a few politicians as well, particularly as for many years Susan was active in the Liberal Party. During those years when Jeremy Thorpe was still spoken of as a natty dresser, a charming man about town and a possible future PM, rather than simply being the butt of homophobic jokes by teenage boys.

Susan’s TV roles included parts in ‘Bouquet of Barbed Wire’, ‘Count Dracula’, ‘Doctors’, ‘Casualty’ and ‘Tales Of The Unexpected’. On stage she starred in ‘Death Trap’ and her films included ‘House Of Mortal Sin’, ‘Nasty Habits’ and ‘No Sex Please We’re British’.

 

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From July 1986, David Penhaligon had employed Matthew Taylor, an Oxford graduate, as his research assistant. Taylor was selected to follow him as Liberal candidate for Truro and was duly returned in the Truro by-election in 1987, where he remained as the MP until he stood down in 2010.

Matthew Taylor is the adopted son of Kenneth Taylor, a TV script writer best known for ‘The Jewel In The Crown’. In 2008 Matthew traced his birth mother and learnt that his great-grandfather had been another Liberal MP Sir Percy Harris who served later as an allied-Progressive MP.

Taylor was educated at Treliske Preparatory School (now known as Truro School Prep) in Truro and University College School in Hampstead. Alan Barker, the husband of Trumpers, was the Headmaster of University College School for a number of years, probably when Matthew Taylor was there. Trumpers aka Baroness Jean Trumpington was the junior Health Minister who appointed Jimmy Savile to the task force which managed Broadmoor. In Trumpers’ younger day she had been one of the weekenders at Cliveden, along with the call girls, Russian spies, Gov’t Ministers and members of the Royal Family; Trumpers’s mate Sally Norton had been Bill Astor’s first wife. See previous posts.

Matthew Taylor studied at Lady Margaret Hall, Oxford. Taylor campaigned in his first general election in 1979 when he was 16 and joined the Cornwall anti-nuclear alliance a year later. While at Oxford, he was elected as President of the Oxford University Student Union, 1985–86 on the Lib/SDP Alliance ticket.

Matthew Taylor succeeded Penhaligon’s former Truro seat in early 1987 and retained it for the Liberals at the 1987 General Election. That was the election of such high stakes that all parties concealed the rapidly escalating chaos in north Wales and Dafydd and the gang designed an elaborate trap in the weeks before the General Election which was supposed to culminate in me being imprisoned for a serious offence just after it. Risley Remand Centre and the Mental Health Act Commission were fully in cahoots, but everything unravelled when a nursing officer and a Sgt in Bangor Police Station didn’t tell the lies that they were expected to tell. See posts eg. ‘Workers’ Play Time’ and ‘Security, Security’.

Taylor’s celebrity status as the Baby Of The House gave him early access to political media and TV programmes including the BBC’s ‘Question Time’ while being an MP in a small party brought quick promotion to the front bench as local gov’t spokesman.

Matthew Taylor had a successful track record in backing leaders of his party, including Paddy Ashdown and Charles Kennedy, whose successful leadership campaign Taylor led in 1999 after Ashdown stepped down. His reward was to be made the Party’s Treasury spokesman, 1999-03, under Charles Kennedy. So that’s where Matthew Taylor was when the Waterhouse Report was published. Taylor was then Chair of the Lib Dems, 2003-05, as Charles Kennedy was busy killing himself with alcohol but instead of trying to save his life the Lib Dems just worried about what would happen if it became public that Kennedy was drunk on TV.

Taylor announced in 2007 that he would not be seeking re-election to Parliament and did not stand in the 2010 General Election. The Truro and St Austell constituency he represented was then abolished after a boundary review.

So what became of this minor politician who had never been in Gov’t and bagged his seat as a result of the untimely and unexpected death of a man who knew a great deal about a VIP paedophile gang that looked as though it was in deep trouble with the jailing of Ollie, Dr Big in London? He was given a peerage of course. In July 2010. Which was just about when it became clear that a criminal re-investigation into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal would be launched and that a judicial review would be taking place of the Waterhouse Inquiry in the face of so many allegations that it was a huge cover-up. Oh yeh and Brown and I began publishing about our experiences with the north Wales mental health services as well.

In December 2015 Matthew Taylor was appointed President of the National Association of Local Councils.

 

Taylor married Vicky Garner, a former Director of pressure group Surfers Against Sewage, in 2007.

I don’t know what this lot are campaigning against sewage for, they have nothing to offer public life but sewage.

Taylor & Garner Ltd provides business consultancy services, based in Roche, Cornwall.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch in Wales, the Welsh Gov’t have announced that the Top Docs and Angels are getting an even bigger pay rise than the one which they have received in England. In a week of dreadful headlines about the dire state of the NHS in Wales, accompanied by stories of scandal, neglect and fuckwittery. By the time that pay rise hits the bank accounts of the Top Docs, the Public Inquiry into the ‘Tainted Blood’ Scandal will be well underway and it will be clear to the general public that the Top Docs knew that thousands of NHS patients were knowingly being given infected blood products which would kill many of them, but the Top Docs said not a word to anyone but other Top Docs. Who of course were not agreeing to accept those infected blood products themselves or for their families.

Carwyn is thinking of backing the Baroness of Ely as the next FM for Wales because she is in possession of ovaries. She is also in possession of a husband who is a Top Doctor who knew about that infected blood and who will also bag the pay rise. The corks will be popping in the Baroness’s house.

 

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As for those who were witnesses to the crimes of Dafydd’s gang and who think that they haven’t appeared on this blog yet because I’ve forgotten about them, no I haven’t. I’ll introduce here another witness to the appalling abuse and neglect of some Empowered Service Users in Bethesda as well as to the framing of F and the hijacking of his child to whom he was denied access and who was given to a bunch of child abusers by Gwynedd Social Services. I am talking about a Blodwyn aka ‘Blod’ of Coetmor Road, Bethesda. Blod had a baby called Liam at pretty much the same time as F’s baby was born. Blod and her husband knew the family who lied about F and fleeced him of his money and property. Blod had been wanting a baby for years but she didn’t have Liam until she was in her late 30s. Blod was of the opinion that Liam was the result of the fertility Top Docs at Ysbyty Gwynedd. I’ve got news for Blod; those Top Docs did not know their arses from their elbows, they really were clueless, Liam will have had sod all to do with whatever they thought that they were doing.

When Liam was a toddler, there were people in Bethesda who had what would now be called ‘child protection concerns’ about him. Not that anyone said anything, Blod was an aggressive unpleasant piece of work and it was only Empowered Service Users who ever found that they were sleighted as being a risk to children. Blod however found one Empowered Service User very useful indeed. A vulnerable woman in Bethesda who’s whole family were grossly neglected by the Top Docs and Arfon Community Mental Health Team and who was unable to have children herself. Blod cultivated her company and in return for a glimpse of Liam, was subjected to hard luck stories by Blod regarding Blod’s poverty – stories which were not true – and the Empowered Service User was so concerned at the thought of a Baby Going Without that she ended up handing over a good proportion of her disability benefits. I watched the scam escalate over a period of months until it became very obvious that there was exploitation almost as good as that to which F had initially been subjected as he was snared by predators.

One day I made a comment to one of the GPs in Bethesda surgery about what was going on. I was told that it didn’t matter, because buying things for Blod’s baby gave the Empowered Service User so much happiness, what with her not being able to have children herself. The Empowered Service User as a young woman had been due to inherit a considerable amount of money from her mother after her mother died. She was swindled out of nearly all of it by a crooked lawyer in cahoots with a Top Doctor. Bethesda surgery knew about that swindle, so a few years later they encouraged another one.

 

 

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You Know I’m No Good…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

‘We didn’t know.’

Well how did I keep coming across the evidence then?

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

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

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

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

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

 

Sir Ronnie in action:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

 

Andrew Lees

 

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

Tim the Enchanter:

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

I ‘Ate You Baker

I Hate You Butler

 

 

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

 

I, Daniel Blake:

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

Peter Morrison stood down at the 1992 General Election.

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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Back to Karl Davies!

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

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

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

It gets better.

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

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

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

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

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

 

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

Here’s what the BBC said:

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

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

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

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

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

Karl is delighted to return to BBC Wales.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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An Expression Of Their Faith

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

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

 

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

This is what smallpox does to you:

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

What can Munk’s Roll be referring to?

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

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

The fiercely, fiercely independent awkward squad:

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

Anyone up for a march to Save The NHS From Tory Cuts?

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

 

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

Since 1979 Thatcher had led a Gov’t which had systematically ignored, concealed and colluded with the most dreadful abuse of children and vulnerable young people in north Wales and elsewhere.

Thatch mentioned that Esther was in the audience. I had written to Esther some two years before this speech was given, providing Esther with details of the abuse of mental health patients in north Wales, after Esther launched one of her campaigns. I did not receive a reply.

Thatch mentions the notion of people knowing right from wrong. Paedophiles and their friends are keen on this idea. When I was illegally imprisoned in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh in Dec 1986, I overheard Janice Davies, Dafydd’s mole and the Sister of Bryn Golau Ward telephone Dafydd and tell him that I was ‘dangerous’ and had ‘no sense of right and wrong’. Nothing had happened to elicit the phone call, but Dafydd was in need of ‘evidence’ to justify sectioning me because people were asking questions about my unlawful detention. I challenged Janice and she ran out of the office shrieking ‘I never said any such thing’.

Bryn Golau Ward at the time was full of people who were been detained unlawfully because they had in some way crossed the path of the sex trafficking gang which Dafydd was facilitating.

Everyone in positions of responsibility and authority in Wales and Westminster and Whitehall knew something of what was happening. They have so much blood on their hands that it will never wash off.

 

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I will now try and find out more about this initiative launched by George Thomas for people of sixteen to nineteen in Wales and Calderdale who had been sexually abused. I shudder to think what I will discover.

He Got On His Bike And Looked For Work

My post ‘Sleeping With The Fishes’ described how, in the 1980s, UCNW (Bangor University) accepted local young people on work placement schemes with the Manpower Services Commission (MSC). One such ‘trainee’, T, with the Zoology Dept, lodged in our student house on Anglesey for one terrible term and it took us a very long while to recover from her presence. T stole from us, never paid any rent, left without notice owing us hundreds of pounds and made a false allegation of rape against a young man in Bangor. As for T’s activities in the Zoology Dept, on one occasion she got completely bladdered and couldn’t walk, so had to be carried out of the building by the workmen. She also lied about feeding and watering the research animals, who died as a result.

The authorities at UCNW were well aware of what a liability this ‘trainee’ was and we had all told our tutors and the Student Health Centre what was going on and asked for help. We were ignored. I was also aware that Dr Phil W. White, a GP in Menai Bridge, was prescribing T a combination of drugs that could have killed her, because she was drinking with them. White knew that T was drinking. White however surpassed himself a while later when T discovered that she was pregnant and panicked. White told her to stop making such a fuss. I understand that T’s baby was eventually taken into care because, fairly obviously, she was incapable of looking after a baby and no-one was going to help her.

At the time, because we were 20 and students, it was a case of ‘Christ, what is she going to do next?’, but now that I’ve hit middle age I can only marvel at the dereliction of duty of care on the part of both the MSC and UCNW with regard to T. T was 17 when she turned up, so they were probably supposed to be in loco parentis. T returned to her parents in north Anglesey some months later owing money everywhere – thousands – under investigation by the police for conduct likely to pervert the course of justice and pregnant. I cannot imagine that her mum and dad were too happy.

The MSC trainees were allocated a supervisor and T’s was a rather ineffectual former teacher from England who wasn’t able to get a teaching job in Gwynedd because she couldn’t speak Welsh.  On one occasion I spent the morning with this supervisor and explained very clearly that T was not capable of any sort of independent living and there was not going to be a happy ending if someone didn’t step in. There was no action forthcoming. However I did find out from the supervisor that T had not coped at all well on the outward bound residential course that the trainees had been sent on. The supervisor knew this because in true north Wales cronyism style, her own daughter, who I think was a social worker, had been responsible for taking T and co on the outward bound course.

When T returned from the outward bound course, she was covered in bruises and injuries, more than one would have hoped for if one was taking a group of teenagers out into the mountains. We gained the impression that the supervision was not what it should have been, an impression reinforced when T made some comments which suggested that there had been sexual activity between the MSC trainees on the outward bound course.

North Wales is full of outward bound centres and some of them are excellent. However, the standards vary and even those offering mountain leadership training differ in rigour. I know one teacher – well-networked into the paedophiles’ friends herself – who in 2001 told me that she wasn’t going to do her mountain leadership at Plas-y-Brenin because it was ‘too tough’ there, she was going to another centre to complete the qualification, which was known as being the ‘easiest’ in north Wales. She subsequently took a teenaged girl up into Snowdonia on a difficult route, after being warned that the route was far too tough for the girl concerned, only to witness the teenager collapse and need the help of the mountain rescue team to get her off the mountain.

I don’t know which centre T et al visited, but in the 1980s, those outward bound centres were often the domain of the paedophile gang, as all those kids in care were given ‘experiences’ in the mountains.

Following T’s false reporting of a rape, a file was sent to the DPP, as it was felt that the T’s lies over the course of several weeks did rather go beyond the bounds of a frightened/distressed/confused young woman and amounted to a fairly serious attempt to have an innocent man convicted. The CPS did not prosecute. Which suggests that the paedophiles’ friends were concealing something that was at risk of being discovered if publicity fell upon this young woman’s conduct while on the MSC scheme.

 

Many of the young people employed on the Manpower Services Commission scheme at UCNW had already been victims of the paedophiles’ friends. I knew that at least one of the young men, S, who was on the residential  course with T, was a patient of Dr Tony Francis. This young man had experienced problems before his parents moved to Anglesey – his father was an academic who had been made redundant  in the ‘cuts’ of the 1980s – but S ending up in the hands of the Top Doctors in north Wales will have resulted in nothing but harm, although as Brown observed because S had supportive middle class parents he’ll have been cushioned from the extremes of the North Wales Psychiatry Experience.

 

Sir Melvyn Rosser was appointed as the Chairman of the MSC Committee for Wales in 1980 and was reappointed in 1983; I mentioned in an earlier post that I can only conclude that Rosser must have fallen from grace in some way, because although he held a number of high profile public roles until the late 1990s, there is little information about him online, simply records stating that he was Chairman of HTV Group, 1986-91 and President of Aberystwyth University, 1985-97. There is a file under Rosser’s name in the National Archives, 1974-76, but it hasn’t been digitised so I have not been able to access it online. There is no indication as to what aspects of Sir Melvyn’s work the file concerns. Rosser must have done a few favours for someone many years ago because he was knighted in 1974.

Hansard, March 1985, records that Ron Davies, the Labour MP for Caerphilly, asked Nicholas Edwards, then Secretary of State for Wales, if ‘he will list all those appointments held under his patronage’ by Sir Melvyn ‘since 1979’. Edwards replied that ‘I have not appointed Sir Melvyn Rosser to any public body in Wales for which I am the responsible appointing Minister. I was consulted by the Chairman of the Manpower Services Commission prior to Sir Melvyn’s initial appointment as Chairman of the MSC Committee for Wales in 1980 and on his reappointment in 1983’.

So I presume that in 1985 Melvyn Rosser and his appointments were being questioned, although he was nonetheless subsequently given the HTV Group and Aberystwyth University to play with.

Melvyn Rosser was leading the Wales branch of the MSC at the time when the victims of Dafydd et al were left to their own devices ‘on placement’ at UCNW, although some of them were under 18 yrs old and obviously not coping with ‘independent living’.

 

The person responsible for the MSC’s employment rehabilitation programme for disabled people in the mid-1980s was none other than Huw Vaughan Thomas, who did a stint as Chief Exec of Denbighshire County Council and succeeded Ioan Bowen Rees as Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council. Huw Vaughan Thomas was as comfortable as Ioan had been with a paedophile gang operating within the Council’s children’s homes, he refused to respond to any concerns at all (see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…).

Huw was an advisor to the Welsh Office as the dawn of the National Assembly was in view and then became Auditor General for Wales, after the previous Auditor General, Jeremy Colman, was jailed for the possession of child porn. Huw has clocked up a truly impressive list of public appointments, even by the standards of a paedophiles’ friend, as has his wife Enid Rowlands, who among many other things, was a member of the North Wales Health Authority (see post ‘Dirty Rotten Scoundrels’). Enid is a member of the Solicitors’ Regulation Authority, which is only understandable for someone who’s husband allowed a paedophile gang to rage within the children’s homes for which he was responsible and who was involved in a major scandal herself involving the disappearance of a large sum of public money followed by allegations of conflict of interest into the bargain. Should anyone delude themselves that they can escape Enid by ‘going private’, oh no you can’t, she was involved with BUPA as well.

Enid and Huw have a son. His career got off to a flying start when he was given a training place in the National Auditor for Wales’s Office, where his dad occupied the most senior position. I look forward to Thomas minor joined an NHS Board very soon, it’ll be in his genes.

 

The man who Chaired the MSC on a UK wide level, 1976-82, so who was in post when Rosser and Huw Vaughan Thomas were appointed, was Sir Richard O’Brien.

Richard O’ Brien led a distinguished career in public service, which spanned several Gov’ts. O’Brien was Director of the CBI’s industrial policy committee in the early 1970s and was described as being ‘at heart of the postwar consensus in favour of Gov’t intervention and planning’. In 1976 Callaghan’s Gov’t appointed O’Brien as Chairman of the MSC. In 1979 Thatch confirmed O’Brien’s appointment as the first Chairman of the Crown Appointments Commission to appoint an Archbishop of Canterbury. O’Brien recommended Robert Runcie.

After the Scarman Report which followed the inner-city riots of the early 1980s, Runcie invited O’Brien to Chair the Commission which led to the 1985 report ‘Faith in the City’. An unnamed Cabinet Minister dismissed the Report as ‘Marxist’ and Thatch complained that there was nothing in it about ‘self-help or doing anything for yourself’. It was perceived that ‘Faith in the City’ led to very great strains between some members of Thatcher’s Gov’t and the Church of England, which resulted in Tebbit being as rude as he felt able to be to C of E Bishops on ‘Question Time’ and Thatch making comments about the Bishops being ‘cuckoos in the nest’. Yet Douglas Hurd, then Home Secretary, ‘was impressed by the conclusions on crime’, drawn by ‘Faith in the City’ whilst Heseltine, then Secretary of State for Defence, stated that the Bishops had got it wrong and ‘conditions in the inner cities are much worse than they say’.

At the time Hurd was Home Secretary, running a Home Office that was actively colluding with the serious organised crime in north Wales on the part of Dafydd and the gang and ignoring the appalling events and constant deaths at Risley Remand Centre (see posts ‘Security, Security’ and ‘Include Me Out’). Hurd was the nephew of the botanist Professor Edred Henry Corner, who knew Prof Greig-Smith of the Plant Biology Dept at UCNW, whose colleagues were concealing the activities of Dafydd and the gang. Furthermore, Greig-Smith’s colleague Chris Wood was married to Dr D.G.E. Wood, the corrupt GP who was facilitating the gang. Greig-Smith and Chris Wood were particularly helpful to one mature student, Gaye Kennaway. Gaye was married to Ian Kennaway, who was Director of Regions for the National Trust (see post ‘Additional Security Measures’). During the mid-1980s, Penrhyn Castle, which was under the control of the NT, ran an MSC scheme which employed the victims of Dafydd and the paedophiles, many of whom were witnesses to crime so serious that had anyone listened to them their evidence could have put a few people behind bars (see posts ‘That’s Entertainment’ and ‘Today We Have Naming Of Parts’). My post ‘Criminals Are Getting Away With It’ describes the situation of the teenaged girls employed on the MSC scheme as nursery assistants in the UCNW creche for the children of staff and students in 1982. The girls were not mentored, they were completely out of their depth and there were a lot of things happening in that nursery that should not have been happening and people allowed access to the nursery who should not have been.

The nursery was located in the Students’ Union building and I have explained in previous posts how every SU sabbatical officer was a lackey who concealed the activities of Dafydd and the gang. Duncan Orme, the Welfare Officer, was rewarded with a career in NHS senior management after crapping himself and fleeing when I approached him about Gwynne the lobotomist, the forged documents and the threats made to Brown and I (see post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’). Fiona Woolmer the Wimmin’s Officer bollocked on about campaigning to have VAT removed from sanitary products but failed to breathe a word about the trafficking gang which was targeting vulnerable wimmin students (see post ‘Just A Language Divide’), a man called Aidan was busying himself with Irish Republican activity and Martyn was the Gay Rights Champ which would normally be a benign role but the sex trafficking ring were targeting male students and schoolboys and the Chester branch of CHE was alleged to have been a front for paedophilia. Dear old Fran Tate was Welfare Officer at some point after Duncan Orme, which led Fran into a lifelong fulfilling career in north Wales as a paedophiles’ friend of the highest order (see post ‘The Bloody State We’re In’) and one of the SU Presidents embezzled a large sum of money from the coffers of the SU but was not prosecuted and received references and a cheery wave to see him on his way. The richest student society was CA (Community Action), which ‘helped out’ at Ty’r Felin children’s home, where the kids were battered, raped and trafficked to locations including Dolphin Square. CA had its own minibus and salaried organiser.

So how I laughed when years after the rest of the world woke up to the excesses of apartheid South Africa, UCNW SU announced that they would be banning the sale of Nestle chocolate products in the SU shop and would be renaming the SU watering hole ‘The Mandela Bar’. While all this went on, the branch of Barclays Bank in the SU continued to do a roaring trade. It was located next to the shop that refused to sell Nestle chocs. The SU sabbatical officers were such dipsticks that I can only presume that someone at an NUS conference told them about Nestle’s interests in South Africa because they were completely unaware of the wider world. There were bright political students at UNCW, but they steered well clear of the SU because it was dominated by embryonic paedophiles’ friends.

Friends at other universities told me that they too gave up with student politics because it was dominated by complete wankers. I used to think that perhaps the levels of engagement and awareness was higher at elite institutions such as Oxford, but I don’t think that they were. It was once more the wankers who flooded through the doors into student politics, but richer more privileged wankers who had believed that they were Prime Ministerial material since the age of 12. Indeed they were Prime Ministerial material and just look at the mess.

 

As for Heseltine’s concern for urban deprivation, readers can read all about what he did with the info regarding the crimes of Dafydd et al in my post ‘Those Who Are Ready to Serve’.

 

‘Faith in the City’ led to the establishment of a Church Urban Fund – of which Richard O’Brien was Vice Chairman – to strengthen the Church’s work in the inner-cities, which led to the Church coming up sharp against the kids in care who had been trafficked from north Wales into sex work in the inner cities. No-one said a word, even when those young people were dying of AIDS. The Church and other organisations simply used their knowledge of how those former kids in care contracted AIDS to extract funding from Gov’t for their work with AIDS patients, which was given a PR boost by the patronage of high profile celebs, including Princess Di (see posts ‘Apocalypse Now’ and ‘The Bodies Buried Under Canary Wharf’). Di was married to the man who was Chancellor of UCNW and who refused to ‘get involved’ after Alison Taylor wrote to him in the late 1980s telling him that children in care were being abused in north Wales.

 

Richard O’Brien grew up in Derbyshire, the son of a Top Doctor. In the 1980s there was a paedophile ring in Derbyshire with links to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. As in north Wales, it seemed that the organised abuse of children in Derbyshire had stretched back decades and had been concealed by the usual culprits – the police, Top Doctors, social services, politicians etc. O’Brien studied law at Clare College Cambridge and had an outstanding record of service in WWII, during which time he acted as personal assistant to Field Marshal Montgomery. Their relationship developed into a friendship which continued after the war and Montgomery took O’Brien to Number 10 and introduced him to Attlee. O’Brien would definitely have had links with the security services.

After retiring from the Army, for two years O’Brien was the Development Officer for the National Association of Boys’ Clubs. O’Brien took up this role after being inspired by Attlee’s work with the same organisation. He then took up a career in engineering. O’Brien was Director of Industrial Relations at the British Motor Corporation (later known as British Leyland), 1961-66 and was an advisor to Harold Wilson’s Dept of Economic Affairs, 1966-68, under Ministers Michael Stewart and then Peter Shore.

Peter Shore was the Labour MP for Bethnal Green and Stepney and then Stepney and Poplar (1964-83) and a Cabinet Minister in Wilson’s and Callaghan’s Gov’ts. Shore knew about kids from north Wales being trafficked to his patch and he also knew why so many of them began dying of HIV in the 1980s. Shore remained schtum but was most helpful to all those good hearted people linked to Dafydd’s associates who helped the poor things dying from AIDS (see post ‘Apocalypse Now’ and ‘The Bodies Buried Under Canary Wharf’).

It was Michael Foot, in his capacity as Employment Secretary in Wilson’s Gov’t, who appointed O’Brien as Chair of the MSC in Feb 1976. Footie himself concealed a great deal of crime related to the sexual exploitation of vulnerable people, including children and there are indications that his own sexual activities were potentially scandalous but he successfully kept them out of the press because of the dirt that he had on the press barons (see post ‘Oh, no! It’s The Pathetic Sharks…!’). I have only just woken up to the fact that Footie was Lord President of the Council, April 1976-May 1979, which made him the visitor for UCNW. At the time, Sir Charles Evans’s management of the institution was so bad that Dafydd Wigley asked Shirl, as Education Secretary, to hold a public inquiry into the matter. Shirl refused, which was just as well because the institution was facilitating Dafydd’s sex trafficking gang which so many people had a vested interest in concealing that Parliament would have collapsed if Shirl had even scratched the surface.

 

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‘Tell me Mr Urquhart, is Dr Dafydd Alun Jones an insane incompetent old fool who is only tolerated because he’s running the Westminster Paedophile Ring?’

‘You might very well think that; I couldn’t possibly comment.’

 

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

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It’s almost as if ‘House of Cards’ was written by someone who knew something of what was going on in 1990, when the BBC screened the drama. The story line revolved around murderous politicians and in the 2013 US remake, Francis Urquhart metamorphosed into ‘Frank Underwood’. Frank was Tony Francis’s middle name, it appeared on all those affidavits that he swore when he was perjuring himself.

‘House of Cards’ was written by Michael Dobbs. From 1977 to 1979, Dobbs was an advisor to Thatch, then leader of the Opposition. From 1979 to 1981, he was a Conservative MP speechwriter. From 1981 to 1986, Dobbs served as a Government Spad. From 1986 to 1987, he was the Conservative Party Chief of Staff. Considered a ‘masterful political operator’, he was called ‘Westminster’s baby-faced hit man’, by ‘The Guardian’ in 1987. From 1994 to 1995, Dobbs served Major’s Gov’t as Deputy Chairman of the Conservative Party. In addition, Dobbs was Deputy Advertising Chairman at Saatchi & Saatchi, 1983-86, then Director of Worldwide Corporate Communications, 1987-88 and Deputy Chairman, working directly under Maurice Saatchi, 1988-91.

Michael Dobbs has stated that he wrote ‘House of Cards’ after witnessing a particularly dreadful scene involving Thatch.

Michael: I didn’t watch ‘House of Cards’, but my house mates did. I was working at St George’s Hospital Medical School when it was screened in the UK and I was the target of the sociopaths upon which you based your TV drama. The nation loved it, but if you ever find that you are working with murdering child abusers again and that I and my friends are the people whom they have in the sight of their cross-hairs, could you pop over to my place and warn me please? Thanks.

In April 1992, days after John Major won the General Election, the firebomb in Brighton killed five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’).

Thanks Mike!!!

‘House of Cards’ didn’t contain a character called ‘Dafydd’, because it’s an unusual name in England and it would have been a bit of a giveaway. Furthermore, had Dobbs based a fictional character on the real thing, his drama would have been dismissed out of hand as being so ludicrous that the BBC wouldn’t have screened it. Having said that, the BBC did employ Jimmy Savile, so they knew that truth is stranger than fiction.

Savile visited Bryn Estyn, where one boy alleged that Savile watched as the boy was raped by a group of men.

 

Marmaduke James Hussey, Baron Hussey of North Bradley, Chairman of the BBC Board of Governors, 1986-96:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Marmaduke was married to Susan Katharine Hussey, Baroness Hussey of North Bradley, Lady in Waiting to Lilibet and Godmother of Prince William: 

 

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Lady Susan is the sister of The Lord Waldegrave of North Hill who was Secretary of State for Health, Nov 1990-April 1992 and who has been Provost of Eton College since Feb 2009:

 

 

In Dec 1986 Professor Oliver Brooke, the Prof of Paediatrics at that institution favoured by the privileged, St George’s Hospital Medical School, was imprisoned for his vast collection of child porn:

 

 

 

It was Tebbit who in 1981 did not renew Richard O’Brien’s appointment at the MSC, although O’Brien thought that Thatch was behind the decision. Lord David Young replaced O’Brien. David Young was Thatcher’s mate who was responsible for pushing through the privatisation agenda. Thatch viewed David Young as personally loyal to her and in March 1987 appointed him to a central role in planning the 1987 General Election campaign. Young was responsible for organising Thatch’s tours and appearances on TV. One week before polling day on June 4 1987, Young and Tebs had a major disagreement about campaign strategy, on the day that has become known as ‘Wobbly Thursday’. Young is said to have grabbed Tebs by the lapels and said to him ‘Norman, listen to me, we are about to lose this fucking election’.

No you weren’t David, because you were imprisoning and killing the witnesses who could have gone public about Sir Peter Morrison, who was at the time molesting children in north Wales while he doubled up as Conservative Party Deputy Chairman.

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The Tory Party Chairman for much of the time when Morrison was Deputy Chairman was this old war horse, who’s dad didn’t riot but got on his bike and looked for work:

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Morrison’s sister Dame Mary spent most of her life as Woman of the Bedchamber to Lilibet.

 

The month following the Tories’ 1987 General Election victory, Dafydd and the paedophile gang made a well-planned, co-ordinated effort to frame and imprison me for ‘attempting to stab a doctor’. The Mental Health Act Commission and Risley Remand Centre were on board with the conspiracy, as evidenced by copies of letters that are now in my possession written by David Ewart of the Mental Health Act Commission’s Liverpool office. The plan failed thanks to  a nursing officer, Jeff Crowther, making a statement in which he admitted that I had not attempted to stab anyone and Sgt Morgan in Bangor Police Station protected me further by refusing to take untruthful statements from staff at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh who were ringing him up making allegations against me as I sat in front of him and also by preventing D.G.E. Wood from coming into my cell. See posts ‘Workers’ Play Time’ and ‘Security, Security’.

Jeff Crowther left north Wales just before the Waterhouse Inquiry opened, after his wife died while ‘in the care of Ysbyty Gwynedd’ and a drug addict threatened to kill him (see post ‘Criminals Are Getting Away With It’). Sgt Morgan’s career came to an end not long after he protected me, after he was found guilty of indecently assaulting a teenaged girl in custody. Jeff seemed to know that Sgt Morgan was going to be found guilty before Sgt Morgan was even put on trial.

Meanwhile, over at Labour Party HQ, Ron Davies – who subsequently became notorious for his ‘moment of madness’ with a male prostitute called Boogie and then an episode in which he was ‘looking for badgers’ – was journeying toward his eventual destination of Secretary of State for Wales under Blair. In 1987 the Windbag was still leader of the Labour Party and deluded himself that he was going to win the election (see post ‘I Warn You…’). The Windbag who had known Tony Francis when Francis was a student in Cardiff. The Windbag who was married to Glenys from Anglesey. Which was where the girl on the MSC scheme who encountered such problems was from as well as her colleague, S. Glenys and her family were personal friends of scores of those who had spent years concealing the wrongdoing of Dafydd and the paedophiles, including Lord Cledwyn, MP for Anglesey and one time Secretary of State for Wales  (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’).

 

At the time of and after the attempt by Dafydd et al to have me framed and imprisoned, a number of students from Leicester University – an institution heaving with paedophiles’ friends as detailed in previous posts, as a result of the presence of the Leicestershire paedophile ring involving Frank Beck and Greville Janner – knew what was happening to me. The students all had Radical Consciences and were involved with the SU at Leicester University and other leftist groups in the city, including Wimmin’s causes. One such person shared our house and was given extensive accounts of what was happening to me by both Brown and I. She and her friends read the statements in which the Top Docs perjured themselves. This person went to school with me in Somerset and was called Caroline Goodman then. By the time that we were living in Leicester she was known as Carrie Grant, but the last I heard she was living in Aberdeen, working as a teacher and using a different name. She is married to a retired economics lecture from Aberdeen University. Brown didn’t think that Caroline was involved with the paedophiles’ friends in Leicester, but I have been told that she definitely was and decided to keep quiet about what she knew was happening in north Wales.

Caroline’s Radical Conscience had its limits though. I made the mistake of telling her that I was very concerned at the fate of a Denbigh patient who had been unlawfully transferred to Risley Remand Centre, because I witnessed Dafydd’s mole Sister Janice Davies fit him up and then spread the word that he was violent and dangerous. This man had been previously accused of a sex offence and I very much suspected that he’d been fitted up for that as well. Caroline became very angry with me and screamed that she ‘didn’t give a fuck’ about this man. Well you’ll be delighted to know Caroline that he was almost certainly found dead in Risley Remand Centre, that tended to happen to the victims of Dafydd and the gang who stood accused of sex offences. I witnessed this man being fitted up in Jan 1987. I told Caroline – and other people – in Leicester about it over the summer of 1987.

18 Nov 1987, Kings Cross. 31 people died. I was due to pass through the station at the time of the fire but I’d been delayed so I missed it.

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This big wally was leader of the Labour Party on 18 Nov 1987:

 

 

 

After the 1987 General Election, David Young was promoted to Secretary of State for Trade and Industry. He served two years in the role and privatised the last of the state industries in the department. In May 1989 Young told Thatch that he would like to return to private life. He resigned from the Cabinet in 1989 but received an appointment as Deputy Chairman of the Conservative Party to help Kenneth Baker reorganise Central Office and then stood down on the resignation of Margaret Thatcher.

Young returned to business as a Director of Salomon Inc and Executive Chairman of Cable and Wireless. From 1993 he was President of the Institute of Directors and from 1995 was Chairman of Council of University College, London, with which many paedophiles’ friends are associated.

Young was the first President of Jewish Care, 1990–1997.

In 1996 Young set up his own company, Young Associates Ltd, with two partners Simon Alberga and Yoav Kurtzbard, that actively invests in technology companies. He is Chairman and controlling shareholder of the Camcon Federation of companies, a Cambridge-based federation of companies with innovative technology in the Oil and Gas, Auto and Medical fields. Young is controlling shareholder and on the board of TSSI Systems Ltd, a long established company in security technology and in both these companies he works with Danny Chapchal. He is a substantial shareholder and Chairman of Deep Tek Ltd, a company with developed technology to enable operations in deep and ultra deep waters in the Oil and Gas sectors and in scientific exploration. Young is a substantial shareholder and Chairman of KashFlow Software Ltd, a leading provider of online accounting for SMEs.

Lord Young has a number of charitable interests including the Presidency of Chai Cancer Care and the Coram Trust, Chairman of the Chichester Festival Theatre and of the Jewish Museum London and Trustee of the Co-Existence Trust and the MBI Jaber Foundation. In December 2010, Young also became a Patron of Lifelites, the charity providing technology for children in hospices.

In June 2010, Young was appointed adviser to PM David Cameron by the Coalition Gov’t to review health and safety laws.

 

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In October 2010, David Young was appointed Enterprise Adviser to Cameron and asked to conduct a ‘brutal’ review of the relationship of Gov’t to small firms. This resulted in a three-part review to Cameron on enterprise and small business.

In May 2012, Young delivered the first part of this review, ‘Entitled Make Business Your Business’. Young highlighted the number of start-up businesses to indicate a growing culture of enterprise and entrepreneurship in the UK. The report introduced a new Gov’t programme, Start Up Loans, providing loans and mentoring to get a business venture started. In June 2013, Young delivered ‘Growing Your Business’, which looked at how new and developing small firms can grow and expand into new markets. In June 2014, Young reviewed the relevance of enterprise in education in ‘Enterprise for All’.

One of the wealthiest Top Doctors in north Wales, if not the wealthiest, is Dafydd. Dafydd’s partner in crime John Allen, who owned the Bryn Alyn Community as well as the brothels in Brighton and London to which he trafficked kids from children’s homes in north Wales, was a millionaire on the back of the profits from Bryn Alyn by the mid-1970s. Their business interests did very well under Health, Wilson and Callaghan, but the tills really rang out under Thatch.

Coutts cheque to buy off unscrupulous people? That’ll do nicely! See post ‘Upper Class Twit Of The Year – Shooting Themselves’.

 

 

Norman Tebbit appointed Richard O’Brien Chairman of the Engineering Industry Training Board in 1982 and O’Brien continued to serve with a number of other organisations concerned with training and education.

O’Brien was Chairman of the Policy Studies Institute, 1984-90, serving subsequently as its joint Chairman until 1998. Sociologist Tariq Modood was a Senior Research Fellow at the Policy Studies Institute, 1993-97. Tariq’s empire is at the University of Bristol, Dr D.G.E. Wood’s and Lord David Hunt’s alma mater. For many years now Tariq has been constructed as the leading authority on the sociology of ethnic minorities and New Labour really loved him. When I was doing my PhD I wrote to Tariq, not realising how rich and famous he was. I did not receive a reply. A couple of years later I mentioned this to a senior academic who laughed and said that Tariq was so important that he really would not concern himself with a PhD student, but I mustn’t feel embarrassed about contacting him if ever I met Tariq because Tariq wouldn’t even remember my e mail. This academic then let on that he had interviewed Tariq for a lecturing job before Tariq was quite so grand, but the panel decided not to appoint him because Tariq’s ‘sense of importance’ would make him impossible to work with.

So imagine my surprise when a couple of years later, I was involved in preparing a big research bid re ethnic minorities with some colleagues from Bradford, when I was told by one of the leading lights in ethnic minorities research in Bradford that if our bid was successful, we’d undoubtedly find one Tariq Modood knocking on our door and when we did, would we please not let him in because he was an unscrupulous nightmare. I subsequently got to know someone who had worked with Tariq and was told that he was at that point busy trying to ingratiate himself to Tony Blair. If one reads Modood’s work, one can see that he has significantly shifted his intellectual and political position over the years. The shift coincides with whichever policy the Gov’t of the day wishes to promote.

Tariq completed his Bachelor’s and Master’s degrees at Durham University, when social scientists in that institution were concealing the paedophile gang operating in the north east which was linked to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales (see post ‘I Warn You…’). Professor Eric Sunderland was Professor of Anthropology at Durham, 1971-84 and then PVC, 1979-84. In 1984 the paedophiles’ friends of north Wales sent up a distress flare, Eric responded to the call and was duly installed as Principal of UCNW. After completing his first degrees at Durham, Tariq undertook a PGCE at Cardiff University and did his PhD at Swansea University, an institution dominated by the family of paedophiles’ friend Rhodri Morgan (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’).

 

 

Richard O’Brien was a lifelong Anglican, a member of the Court of Advisors to St Paul’s Cathedral and involved in a number of charidees. He was a Trustee of HURT (Help Untwist Rape Trauma), the charity established by Jill Saward, the vicar’s daughter at the centre of the notorious Ealing Rape Case in 1986.

Although O’Brien was an establishment figure, he enjoyed hanging out with others considered radical. He was friends with E.P. Thompson, the Marxist historian from Warwick University. E.P. Thompson was a leading light in E.N.D. (European Nuclear Disarmament). More interestingly with regard to this blog’s subject matter, E.P. Thompson was a regular visitor to Croesor in north Wales, the village which hosted the ‘Welsh Bloomsbury set’, many of whom knew what Dafydd et al were doing (see post ‘The Village’). O’Brien was also friends with Lindsay Anderson, who directed the films ‘If…’ and ‘O Lucky Man’. ‘O Lucky Man’ was an alleged fantasy, which featured a lot of people doing the sort of things described on this blog.

 

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It has now been acknowledged that Runcie concealed child abuse. A quick look at his biography suggests that Runcie will have concealed child abuse on an even grander scale than has been admitted.

David Sheppard was the cricketing Bishop of Liverpool, 1975-97, who also concealed child abuse and Sheppard knew a great deal about the havoc that Dafydd and the paedophiles were causing in Liverpool as well (see posts ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’ and ‘Apocalypse Now’).

 

So when I witnessed UCNW neglecting their duty of care towards vulnerable, not very capable teenagers on the MSC employment scheme in 1983-84, David Young was commanding the MSC on a UK-basis and Sir Melvyn Rosser was commanding the Wales arm of the MSC. Sir Peter Morrison was a Minister in the Dept of Employment at the time, under Secretary of State Tom King, who was personally known to a close relative of that unskilled manual worker in Somerset who found himself in receipt of a Coutts cheque at the time that there was such a strenuous effort on the part of the paedophile gang in north Wales to imprison me (see post ‘Upper Class Twit Of The Year – Shooting Themselves’).

 

Richard O’Brien went to Oundle School, Northamptonshire. As did Sir Clough Williams-Ellis, who owned the Brondanw estate in Croesor and let out his properties to E.P. Thompson and many others, who knew what Dafydd et al were up to (see post ‘The Village’). Other old Oundelians include:

Sir Kenneth Robinson, Labour MP and Minister of Health, 1964-68, under Harold Wilson. Robinson was the man who would do anything for the Top Docs and spent years at the helm of the National Association of Mental Health (MIND) when Dafydd was involved with that organisation and while it was concealing child abuse and even deaths of psychiatric patients. After years of such sterling service, Robinson was appointed as Chair of the Arts Council of Great Britain, a post usually occupied by those who have attained the status of paedophiles’ friends at an earlier stage in their careers. See post ‘The White Heat Of This Revolution’ for info on Robinson. Robinson was Health Minister when Dafydd was appointed as consultant to the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. Almost immediately, Dafydd was involved in a scandal concerning the serious neglect of patients which even made the pages of ‘The Times’.

Michael Wynn, 7th Baron Newborough. Lord Newborough owned estates in north Wales and served in the RNVR, along with so many paedophiles’ friends and would have known about their wrongdoing (see post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’). Michael Wynn is the father of the current Lord Newborough, who spent most of his career in the world’s financial centres but now runs the family estate and is a friend of Carlo (see post ‘Little Shop Of Horrors’).

Sir Peter Scott achieved fame as the naturalist who was behind Slimbridge and he also did much broadcasting with the BBC, along with David Attenborough. Attenborough’s father Frederick was Principal of the institution which became Leicester University (see post ‘Gwlad y Menig Gwynion’. Scott served in the RNVR. He was one of the founders of the World Wide Fund for Nature (formerly called the World Wildlife Fund), which entertained the nation as a result of its association with Prince Philip who enjoyed himself shooting wildlife at the time:

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Peter Scott was Chancellor of Birmingham University, 1973-83, whilst it housed Professor Robert Bluglass (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’) and Professor Ian Brockington (see post ‘Ian Brockington’s Mischief’), both of whom concealed the paedophile gang in north Wales.

Anthony Holden is a journo and a biographer, his most notable biography being one of Carlo.

Oundle has produced heaps of others who have occupied or do occupy positions of influence, including many people who attained high rank in the forces. Other old pupils include:

Alex Baldock, CEO of Dixons Carphone; Sir Howard Stringer, Chairman and CEO, Sony Corporation (Sony gave rock star Gruff Rhys – the son of Ioan Bowen Rees the Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council while the paedophile gang did their worst in the Council’s children’s homes – that very favourable recording contract (see post ‘The International Language of Screaming’); Damian Grammaticas, BBC Europe Correspondent; David Lyon, International Development Correspondent of BBC News; Rufus Pollock, economist and founder of Open Knowledge International; Norman Smith, Assistant Political Editor of BBC News; Charles Wintour, newspaper editor; Lord Richard Allan, Lib Dem MP; Michael Beaumont, Conservative MP; Sir Roy Beldam, Lord Justice of Appeal; Caroline Criado Perez, feminist campaigner and writer; Lord Robert Dixon-Smith, Conservative MP; Lord Frederick Erroll, Conservative MP; Donald Gorrie, Lib Dem MP; Sir Herbert Palmer, Governor of Gambia and Cyprus; Ralph Bonner Pink, Conservative MP; David Reddaway, diplomat, Lord David Lockhart-Mure Renton, Conservative MP; Sir Joseph Simpson, Met Commissioner; Peter Thurnham, Conservative and Lib Dem MP; Prince Tomislav of Yugoslavia; Michael Mustill, Law Lord; Michael Ashby, neurologist; Colin Bibby, conservationist; Sir Cyril Clarke, physician; Richard Dawkins, evolutionary biologist; Charles Fagge, surgeon; Sir Alister Hardy, marine biologist; John Harman, former Chairman of the BNF; Leslie Hilton Browne, ornithologist and agriculturalist; Richard Keynes, physiologist; Clive Minton, ornithologist; David Nabarro, UN system coordinator; Joseph Needham, biochemist; Robin Nicholson, Chief Scientific Advisor to the Cabinet; Alan Lindsay Mackay, crystallographer.

There are many, many more…

 

I have mentioned before that I was friendly with many zoology students, both undergrads and postgrads when I was an undergrad at UCNW in the 1980s. My friend Anne who was killed by the paedophiles’ friends in 1986 was a PhD student in the Dept of Zoology. I knew how fraught the relationships between the staff of the Zoology Dept were, as well as some of the relationships between the staff and the students, particularly the PhD students, some of whom complained of being treated very badly, even of having their career prospects damaged, by vindictive supervisors. The two academics in the Zoology Dept who seemed to have the worst track records for this were Cliff Rankin and Tony Pitcher.

I was told again and again that Rankin was having affairs with female students who would then secure jobs and postgrad places in return for their favours. I wasn’t sure whether to believe this until just before finals, one of my male house mates was given the firm offer of a PhD studentship by Rankin. After he’d achieved the required 2:1, my friend went to see Rankin to make arrangements to register for his PhD, only to be told by Rankin that he’d decided to give the studentship to another student. It was one of the girls with whom Rankin was having a relationship. It was said by the PhD students that this was characteristic of Rankin, no-one could plan their futures on any offers from him. This may be coincidental, but that housemate of mine was one of the people who knew what was happening to me at the hands of the Top Docs. After Rankin blew him out, he spent a year in Australia, where someone attempted to blackmail him, but I’m not sure what over. He then completed a PhD at Aberdeen University and ended up working as a researcher for a drug company in Kent. He was forced out of his job there in early 1991, when I was forced out of St George’s and my two friends working in the media were intimidated out of their house by a gangster and then forced out of their jobs at the Royal Television Society and the BBC (see post ‘The Turn Of The Screw’).

In my post ‘Upper Class Twit Of The Year – Shooting Themselves’, I described how there was barely a functioning health service in north Wales and the mental health services had been completely hijacked by the sex trafficking gang, so there was no real mental health care at all. Undergrads who developed mental health problems nearly always returned to their families in order to avoid the horrors of Gwynne the lobotomist, Dafydd et al and the postgrads just suffered. One of Cliff Rankin’s postgrads seemed to be very obviously in a fairly advanced state of anorexia, with dangerously low body weight. None of the staff batted an eyelid, although all the other students were commenting on this young woman becoming obviously quite ill.

Tony Pitcher was cohabiting on Anglesey with a young woman who was working as his research assistant – I think that she had previously been a student of his. I was very friendly with one of Pitcher’s (male) PhD students who told me that Pitcher was a real nightmare, very nasty and the only way of surviving was to get on with your work and give him a wide berth or you’d find that your career was somehow ruined. Pitcher’s foibles led to an incident with one of his PhD students in about 1985 which was so embarrassing for UCNW that it was hushed up and very few people knew about it. I did because my friend was on the scene when it happened, although he wouldn’t tell me what particular sin of Pitcher’s precipitated it.

Tony Pitcher had an outstanding PhD student who was nearing completion when Pitcher did something very, very nasty to him, which my informant would not detail. The PhD student had been mistreated and pissed about by Pitcher from the day that he arrived – he had done his first degree in Glasgow University, so he didn’t know that Pitcher should be avoided as a supervisor. Whatever Pitcher did was absolutely the last straw for this student and he walked out of the lab and went to a pub in Bangor where he got very, very drunk. The PhD student then returned to the Zoology Dept armed with a broken bottle and held a terrified Pitcher hostage. My friend was on the scene and said that the sight of Pitcher believing that he was going to die at the hands of a furious, drunk Glaswegian was very entertaining, but for the sake of Pitcher’s physical safety, my friend spent an hour helping defuse the confrontation.

Everyone expected the PhD student to be thrown out of the University. He wasn’t. I was told that what Pitcher had done to him was so serious that UCNW couldn’t defend it and therefore agreed to forget about any action against the PhD student in return for no-one mentioning what Pitcher had been up to. When all this happened, the Principal/VC of UCNW was the well-camouflaged paedophiles’ friend Professor Eric Sunderland and the Dean of Science was Dr Eifion Jones, Prof Richard Bentall’s then father-in-law (see post ‘Interesting Facts’), who was also a paedophiles’ friend.

The zoology PhD student went on to become one of the world’s best known cychlid fish experts and bagged his first Chair at a very young age. So imagine my surprise when I was working at Bangor more recently as a sociologist and I was told that there was much gnashing of teeth in Biological Sciences because Prof Fergus Lowe had head hunted a Professor of Zoology, paid him a great deal of money and created a job for the new Professor’s wife as well. Then someone told me the name of the head hunted Professor. It was that PhD student who had terrified the living daylights out of Tony Pitcher all those years ago.

The new Professor was then given the post of Director of Research for the whole University, which caused yet more bad feeling. No-one could understand why Fungus had gone to such lengths to curry favour with this particular academic. It might have been because he was one of the world’s leading fish behaviourists. Or, it might have been because Professor George F. Turner, when he was a PhD student, shared a house with some of my closest friends and knew what was happening to me at the hands of Dafydd and the paedophile gang – with whom Fungus was working in those days. George was still sharing that house when my friend Anne was killed. George’s house at 123 Caernarfon Road was second home to Anne and me, because of our friendship with George’s housemates and we used to stay over at 123 Caernarfon Road several nights a week. Anne was engaged to one of the students in George’s house.

Before George did his first degree in zoology, he began a degree in medicine at Glasgow University, but he withdrew because he couldn’t stand the Top Doctors. When Wood et al began ruining my chances of a place at medical school – that was before Dafydd offered me one at Liverpool in return for dropping my complaints about him, obviously – it was George who told me that I wouldn’t be missing anything, because medicine was a profession with the most appalling people at the helm…

Time to fess up George. When Fungus headhunted you, he knew that I was onto him and was desperately tying up all witnesses. OK, he did want good researchers as well, but I wouldn’t be surprised if you saw the opportunity and squeezed every penny that you could out of him.

Anne was not the only person that gang killed.

 

In the 1980s, the older lecturers of staff in the Zoology Dept were famed for their pomposity, incompetence and lack of effort and were collectively known as the Bow Tie Club, on the basis of their penchant for, naturally, bow ties and their regular appearance in the refectory at lunchtime, in a special cordoned off section provided with extras such as a white table cloths, decent cutlery etc. They had done their degrees at Oxbridge and Durham and had connections to influential people at institutions like the London Zoological Society. The governing body of the London Zoo was composed of society big wigs who were keeping the lid on Dafydd et al at a high level, including Sir Ronnie Waterhouse (see post ‘Heart of Darkness’). Members of the Bow Tie Club were mates with local Top Doctors. It was the zoology PhD students who told me that the Bow Tie Club were the King’s New Clothes, not actually up to very much as zoologists, but jealously guarding their territory, resources and jobs.

One member of staff of the Zoology Dept had his life wrecked by the Top Doctors himself, a snake venom specialist, Bill Hemmings. Bill’s family certainly knew a lot about venomous snakes, they have all had a lifetime on the receiving end of them. Bill developed bipolar disorder and ended up in the hands of Dafydd. He spent years literally rotting in the north Wales Hospital Denbigh. Bill’s wife was appalled at what was happening and desperately tried to extract Bill from Dafydd’s clutches. The response of Dafydd et al was to denounce her as being the cause of Bill’s problems and to ban her from visiting him. I first met Bill’s wife when she had experienced decades of this, but I didn’t know that. I remember her being very stressed and very hostile to Laingian theory. I later became friendly with her daughter and son-in-law and their family and they explained that at one point Dafydd had begun styling himself as the R.D. Laing of north Wales and that particular horrid spectacle had never left Bill’s wife.

The poison wasn’t just thrown at Bill’s wife, the whole family were subjected to a nasty whispering campaign by the paedophiles’ friends, particularly when Bill’s wife established a mental health research charity. Before she died Bill’s wife was awarded an MBE. She was too frail to go to the palace for the occasion, so she was presented with the medal by Lilibet’s representative in Gwynedd, the Lord Lieutenant, who was at the time paedophiles’ friends Huw Daniel. I was of the opinion that Gwyneth should have delivered a hard kick to Daniel’s carregs when she picked up that MBE, but her son-in-law told me that she restrained herself and accepted the MBE as recognition of the suffering that the whole family had experienced.

When he was older, Bill enjoyed a much better quality of life. After years of being written off by Dafydd et al, Bill went on a visit to Shrewsbury, where he experienced a manic episode in the town. He ended up in the hands of a Top Doctor who incredibly enough knew what she was doing and after a short while in her care, Bill’s condition stabilised. That was all that it took to turn Bill’s life around – someone who wasn’t just a total idiot running a sex trafficking gang.

Oh, when I first met Bill’s wife, D.G.E. Wood told me to have nothing to do with her on the grounds that her husband was ‘completely mad’ and had not recovered from a serious illness because his wife ignored the ‘expertise’ of Dafydd et al. You worthless twat Wood, I have now known Bill’s family for 20 yrs and I know exactly how gross the Top Doctors’ abuse of Bill and his family was.

Dafydd et al were clueless anyway, but in the light of Bill working in an institution which was facilitating the sex trafficking gang, I do wonder whether the severe neglect of Bill and the poison thrown at his family might have been for the routine reason ie. Bill discovering the extent of the wrongdoing.

Just before I left north Wales, I was on a bus when someone sat next to me who remembered me from years before as a UNCW student. He had worked as a junior technician in the Zoology Dept for a short while and we started chatting about old times. He told me that the nicest lecturer in Zoology had been Dr Hemmings…

There are still a few members of the Bow Tie Club alive, as are some of their wives. Perhaps they’d like to let us all know why they abandoned their colleague to Dafydd’s dungeon and showed no support at all for Bill.

 

 

BBC News Wales is telling us that Bangor University is opening its doors to train medical students. Hywel Williams, MP for Caernarfon and a former social work colleague of Dafydd’s, is delighted and has explained that GPs tend to practice in the area in which they studied, so this will be a solution to the lack of GPs in north Wales. Hywel knows as well as I do that GPs won’t work in north Wales because the region is still run by those who facilitated a paedophile gang some 20 yrs ago. D.G.E. Wood had been responsible for GP training in north Wales for decades. However Hywel also knows that there will be applications for places to study medicine at Bangor – the applications will be from the children of the paedophile gang who’s A level grades won’t be sufficient to get them into any other medical school. The paedophiles’ friends are Hywel’s bread and butter, so it is little wonder that he has greeted the news with pleasure. In 20 yrs time the health outcomes of people in north Wales will still be among the worst in Europe and no doubt one of Hywel’s children will be an MP and they’ll tell everyone that there is a problem with the NHS and it is a result of ‘cuts’.

 

Down at Westminster, the resignation of David Davies the Brexit Secretary looks as though it might bring down the Gov’t. I could well miss all the action because I’m going away for a few days to a place with no access to wifi or indeed even TV and radio. The ‘Today’ programme were excitedly discussing whether Theresa can survive. I don’t know why she even wants to, she presides over a Gov’t of backstabbing vacuous idiots who are knifing her after telling her that she was the best thing since sliced bread. ‘Leave it Theresa, they ain’t worf it’. Go to your favourite hotel, that one near Dolgellau and spend some time among normal people and hills and let them stew at Westminster. They’ll all ‘be ready to serve’ from the minute that you resign.

 

I keep being told that I should receive an apology for what happened to me. I would take it as an insult if I did. None of this was an accident. No-one accidentally missed a vicious sex trafficking gang as they targeted me and my friends for thirty years. Their crimes were recorded by and known to the security services and received the full backing of Gov’t. The harsh reality is that for decades the careers and pensions of a bunch of vile troughing old Top Docs and their allies were systematically considered to be more important than the lives of hundreds of young people. Get over it world. The British state did this, it did it deliberately and over a course of many, many years as an awful lot of people stood by and assisted or watched. It wasn’t long ago and far away, I was being threatened and harassed until the day that I left north Wales. No amount of Me Tooing or inquiries into organised abuse will bring back the dead. Live with what you have all done. If anyone really had one ounce of regret those bodies at Denbigh would be recovered. There is no sign of that happening.

 

 

 

The Rakes’ Progress

I have previously discussed how notions of protecting language, culture and identity have been used as a battering ram by the paedophiles’ friends, including against Welsh-born Welsh speakers from Y Fro Gymraeg. In tandem with this, the self-appointed guardians of language, culture and identity have excluded people from polite society who’s credentials are every bit as sound as theirs. I know at least three Welsh-born Welsh speaking high achieving academics who were treated appallingly at Bangor University by the paedophiles’ friends. They eventually gave up and left for institutions where they did not have to fight a civil war on a daily basis. These three people were exactly what the Burmese Generals at Bangor claimed that they wanted – high achieving local people with a commitment to the region. They were ruthlessly frozen out, because the combination of being high achieving but not paedophiles’ friends was too much for the paedophiles’ friends to tolerate. I was always told that bodies like the Welsh Arts Council (later renamed Arts Council for Wales) are dominated by an inner circle who simply exclude anyone who is not acceptable to that inner circle. Some English people living in Wales view this as a ‘Welsh’ phenomenon. It isn’t, nothing beats the nepotism and cronyism of the London medical establishment. However the phenomenon is very easy to map in Wales because Wales is small with fewer people at the top of the pyramid calling the shots.

One body which is widely suspected of doing favours for people on the basis of their pedigree or network rather than their ability is the Welsh Books Council. Interested readers can pop over to the website of the Welsh Books Council to gain more extensive information on the movers and shakers there, but to get a feel of who wields influence, let us look at the two people who have served as Directors/Chief Execs of the Welsh Books Council since its creation.

The first Director of the Welsh Books Council was Alun Creunant Davies, whom we are told by Meic Stephen his obituarist, ‘played a pioneering role in developing the book trade in Wales’. Davies took up his post, with a staff of one, on St David’s Day 1965 and it is said was ‘never overtly political’, yet ‘drew great strength from his patriotism which, for him, was rooted in the Welsh language and its culture’. I am reminded of the time in 1987 when Bernard Manning appeared on the BBC’s ‘Wogan’ and stated that he was ‘not political’. During the course of the interview Manning stated that ‘a woman’s place is in the home’ three times. Manning’s club act included jokes about lynching black people and chucking fire bombs into the houses of Asians, but even Wogan had the sense not to allow Manning to raise the roof by such means on prime time TV.

Welsh publishing was in a sorry state during the post-war period, with only 234 Welsh-language titles appearing between 1946-51 and fewer than a hundred a year thereafter. There was a small but growing demand for Welsh-language titles and the Ready Report of 1951 concluded that the future of the language depended to a large extent on the availability of books in Welsh. It recommended the creation of a fund for the public subsidy of book production by local and central government. Thanks to the efforts of librarian Alun R. Edwards, the counties of Wales had begun to provide small grants for the printing of Welsh books, mostly fiction and a modicum of payment for their authors.

Alun R. Edwards worked at the National Library of Wales, a bastion of the paedophiles’ friends (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’) when he was young, starting there in 1950. It was probably as a result of his connections there that he was able to raise support and funding for Welsh language books. Alun R. Edwards grew up in mid-Wales and worked in the library service in Ceredigion – the Alun R. Edwards Centre in Aberystwyth Town Library is named after him. Edwards was appointed Dyfed Librarian following the re-organisation of local government – so that was probably in 1974. So Edwards worked with the paedophiles’ friends at the National Library and then popped over to Dyfed, where the local authority was run by Ioan Bowen Rees, who in his incarnation as Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council presided over a paedophile ring in the Council’s children’s homes (see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’). A paedophile ring was in operation in Dyfed.

 Alun Creunant soon transformed the tentative arrangement that Alun R. Edwards was responsible for, by persuading 12 of the 13 county councils (the exception was Monmouthshire) to make more substantial annual grants to the Books Council. This initiative was followed in 1972 by the Welsh Arts Council’s decision to pay for the setting up of four new departments, with responsibility for design, editing, publicity and marketing and by the Welsh Office’s contribution of an annual grant for the subsidy of Welsh book production and some of the concomitant operating costs. The number of Welsh-language titles grew steadily and they were better designed, edited, publicised and marketed than ever before.

I am wholly in favour of the availability of Welsh language books, indeed I own some. However, it is very noticeable that the Welsh language authors who bag prizes for their work and who’s work is promoted by the industry are drawn from a clique and are usually the offspring or family friends of people who held that position in the previous generation. At first I assumed this was a function of Welsh language writing being a minority interest, so by definition it would be a small circle of people involved who as a result of statistical probability would be associated with each other. However as I began to make friends with increasing numbers of Welsh speakers who had been born and brought up in north Wales, I was told repeatedly that a highly nepotistic system was firmly in place, rather that one based on meritocracy.

Some years ago it was alleged that Celtic scholars in other locations were beginning to view the Welsh scholars at Bangor and Aber as a bit of a joke, being so mediocre yet living in Y Fro Gymraeg. I initially wondered if these accusations were a result of academic rivalry, until a young Welsh academic commented to me that Bangor University was going to find itself severely embarrassed when the results of the RAE were published because the results from Bangor’s School of Welsh would be ‘crap’. I responded by saying that the School of Welsh’s mock RAE had gone very well. I was told ‘yes, because they got their mates to review them. Wait until the real thing.’ Sure enough, when the RAE results were published, the School of Welsh in Bangor was rated terribly, with the exception of one member of staff who is prolific and excellent, but who is not Welsh. Not a word was said about the shameful RAE results and the School of Welsh escaped the sort of aggro that usually accompanies a poor RAE performance in universities these days. Bangor University’s School of Welsh continued to be spoken about as a centre of excellence and the opinions of those within continued to be sought as to who was worthy of funding, prizes or promotion. I know of one high achieving Welsh language academic who’s career was finished after he wrote a critical review of a book published by the Professor of Welsh at Bangor University. Then there was the other outstanding Welsh academic who was bullied out of the School of Welsh and was also the subject of a poisonous whispering campaign.

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

The Welsh Arts Council was until 1994 part of the Arts Council of Great Britain. The Chair, 1972-77, was Eton-educated Lord Patrick Gibson, who served with the intelligence services and later presided over Pearson, his wife’s family’s publishing company. Gibson was Chair of the National Trust and was also involved with the Royal Opera House and Glyndebourne. For full details of Patrick Gibson, who’s family estate was in Sussex, see post ‘Today We Have Naming Of Parts’. So that was who looked fondly upon the Welsh Books Council.

 

By the time that the Welsh Office was helping to fund the Welsh Books Council, the Welsh Office had long since been colonised by the paedophiles’ friends and was concealing the wrongdoing of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and the paedophile gang. The Secretary of State for Wales, 1970-74, was Peter Thomas QC, under PM Ted Heath. Thomas was the Oxford-educated son of a solicitor from Llanwrst who worked as a barrister on the corrupt Chester and Wales Circuit. Like Sir Ronald Waterhouse, Peter Thomas was a member of Middle Temple. Thomas was Deputy Chairman of Cheshire Quarter Sessions, 1966-70 and of Denbighshire Quarter Sessions, 1968-70. So Thomas will have decided the fate of more than a view victims of the paedophile gang and he will have continued to do so in his capacity as a Crown Court Recorder, 1974-88. Thomas also sat as an arbitrator on the Court of Arbitration of the International Chamber of Commerce in Paris. Peter Thomas was President of the Conservative Friends of Israel.

Thomas was bilingual and took an active part in the Gorsedd of the Bards, attending Eisteddfodau. He married Tessa Dean, the daughter of actor and film and theatrical producer Basil Dean and his wife, Lady Mercy Greville. Which is indeed exactly what Greville received throughout his long life, thanks to the efforts of the paedophiles’ friends with links to Dafydd and the gang in Wales:

The Lord Janner of Braunstone QC
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Peter Thomas was Tory MP for Conwy, 1951-66 and then for Hendon South, 1970-87. So he was the Tory MP for a wealthy English constituency on the outskirts of London when he gave a few crumbs from the table to the Welsh Books Council. Thomas succeeded Sir Hugh Vere Huntly Duff Munro-Lucas-Tooth, 1st Baronet, who had held Hendon South from 1920.

Peter Thomas was Chairman of the Tory Party, 1970-72. It was in 1973, while Peter Thomas was Secretary of State for Wales, that Matt Arnold and Peter Howarth relocated from Axwell Park Approved School in Gateshead to take up posts at Bryn Estyn, thus expanding the paedophile gang that was already operating in north Wales. Matt Arnold was appointed Head of Bryn Estyn after the previous Head, Peter Burton, had been killed in a car crash in Cheshire in March 1973, along with his wife and seven year old son. The Deputy Head of Bryn Estyn was also killed in the crash.

Peter Thomas picked up his peerage from Thatcher in 1987 – the year of the first major cover-up of the activities of Dafydd and the paedophile gang, which involved the squashing of Alison Taylor, Mary Wynch and me.

On 18th Nov 1987 at approx 19-30 pm a fire broke out in King’s Cross-St Pancras tube station which killed 31 people. I was due to be passing through that station at the time of the fire on that day but I had been delayed so I missed it. After I began this blog, I was told that the King’s Cross fire was an attempt to kill me. At first I definitely didn’t believe it. Then I thought that it was highly unlikely, but subsequently more and more information came my way suggesting that I and my friends were indeed in far greater danger from a bunch of gangsters than we ever knew. MI5 knew that we were being targeted, as did the police. None of us were warned, for reasons of ‘national security’ and the need for public confidence in the medical profession and criminal justice system to be upheld.

 

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Gwynedd County Council managed the children’s homes where, for decades, children were abused and trafficked. In 1988 Alison Taylor wrote to Carlo and told him that children in care in Gwynedd were being abused. Carlo’s office wrote back and told her that Carlo could not get involved.
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After Baron Thomas of Gwydir of Llanrwst in the County of Gwynedd gave the Welsh Books Council a bit of loose change that he found down the back of the sofa, the Books Council expanded rapidly. It moving from its offices in a building leased from the Farmers’ Union of Wales to more spacious accommodation at Castell Brychan, a former Roman Catholic seminary which stands on Constitution Hill at Aberystwyth. At the same time the Books Centre, a wholesale distributing warehouse on the industrial estate at Llanbadarn, on the outskirts of Aberystwyth – which was wholly Alun Creunant’s idea – began providing the publishers, booksellers, teachers, librarians and book-buying public of Wales with a fast delivery service.

Creunant Davies was ‘determined to implement policies and procedures that would ensure a greater degree of professionalism in what had for long been almost a cottage industry. In this he used his diplomatic skills to persuade those on whom the fortunes of the Books Council depended’.

‘He’s going to tell, he’s going to tell…’

More dosh please Welsh Office and Arts Council.

The Director of the Books Council who succeeded Alun Creunant Davies was Gwerfyl Pierce Jones. Gwerfyl Pierce Jones was born in Holyhead in 1949 and went to Holyhead High School. The Windbag’s wife, the Baroness of Holyhead, also came from Holyhead and went to Holyhead High School – the Baroness was born in 1944. The Baroness’s parents were friends with Lord Cledwyn, aka Cledwyn Hughes, who was Secretary of State for Wales, 1966-68 (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’). Cledwyn’s junior in the Welsh Office was child molester George Thomas (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’), who served as Secretary of State for Wales between Lord Cledwyn and Peter Thomas.

Gwerfyl studied at UCNW (Bangor University) and after graduation worked as a lecturer in the Welsh Dept at St David’s University College of Wales (later the University of Wales Lampeter and now University of Wales Trinity St David). Scores of paedophiles’ friends in Wales went to Lampeter, but someone who, in 1981, joined Dr Death in the SDP and regularly got herself wheeled out on ‘Question Time’ did as well – Sue Slipman.

Slipman had been a member of the Communist Party of Great Britain before she fell into the arms of Dr Death. Sue is the same age as Gwerfyl and they will have known each other, Lampeter being a very small college in a very small town. Slipman was President of the NUS, 1977-78. She later joined NUPE, a union which represented many of those managing and working in children’s homes where abuse of the kids was rampant. NUPE however refused to represent Alison Taylor when Gwynedd County Council sacked her, although she was a paid up member. Both Alun Michael (see post ‘The Paedophiles’ Friends Of Cardiff North’) and Jeremy Corbyn did what they were told by NUPE – Jeremy worked for them before he became an MP.

Slipman served on the executive committee of the Communist Party before joining the SDP as a founder member. Supported by Dr Death, Slipman stood unsuccessfully for the SDP in working-class constituencies in 1983 and in 1987.

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In the late 1970s Slipman served as an executive member of the NCCL when it was affiliated with PIE. Between 1986-95, Slipman was Director of the National Council for One Parent Families – many of whose fellow travellers could also be described as paedophiles’ friends – which she rallied in support of the Conservative Govt’s catastrophic Child Support Agency. The first Director of the CSA was Ros Hepplewhite, who was appointed after her stint as the Chief Exec of MIND, whilst MIND was colluding with and concealing the crimes of Dafydd and the paedophiles (see post ‘MIND Are Out For Mental Health – Never For Themselves Of Course’). Slipman subsequently held a number of other public roles and in 2005 she became a Director of the Foundation Trust Network, working with foundation hospitals within the NHS. Such as Mid-Staffs. Slipman is, or was, a non-executive Director of King’s College Hospital.

 

Slipman’s former fellow Lampeter student Gwerfyl has also held posts in arts administration with the Welsh Arts Council and Academi. She was the Director and CEO of the Welsh Books Council, 1987-09. Gwerfyl has sat on many boards and committees, including the British Council (Wales Committee), National Library of Wales and the Welsh Language Board. Meri Huws, a former Gwynedd County Council community social worker for the council estate in Bangor on which the Ty’r Felin children’s home was located – where children were abused and trafficked, including to Dolphin Square (see post ‘Are You Local?’) – was Chair of the Welsh Language Board, 2004-12. Meri had previously been Chair of Cymdeithas yr Iaith and is now the Welsh Language Commissioner.

Gwerfyl Pierce Jones is Chairman of the James Pantyfedwen Trust and Chair of its examining committee; Chair of Theatr Genedlaethol Cymru; and became a Fellow of the University of Wales Lampeter in 2008. Meri Huws worked at Bangor University for years and the institution breathed a sigh of relief when she left for a job as a senior manager at Trinity St David’s in approx 2010.

Gwerfyl is currently Pro-Chancellor of Aberystwyth University – her term runs until til 31 Dec 2019. She sits on the University Council and for the year 2016-17, sat on the following committees: finance and strategy; professional development, staffing and equality; redundancy (she was Chair); nominations; standing panel for student appeals.

 

The James Pantyfedwyn Trust is a charidee which financially supports church renovation, postgraduate students and the National Eisteddfodau. The Trust provides a home for numerous paedophiles’ friends and those who do what they are told by the paedophiles’ friends.

The Chair of the Executive Committee of the James Pantyfedwyn Trust is Prof Derec Llwyd Morgan, the former VC of Aberystwyth University (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’). Other Trustees include the most Rev John Davies, the Archbishop of Wales; Melda Grantham, the General Secretary of the Welsh Dept of Unitarian Churches; Richard Morris Jones, Chair of the Council of the National Eisteddfod; the Rev Judith Morris, the General Secretary of the Baptist Union of Wales; the Rev Meirion Morris, the General Secretary of the Presbytarian Church of Wales; the Rev Geraint Tudor, the General Secretary of Undeb yr Annibynwyr Cymraeg; Prof Jane Aaron; the Rev Dr R. Alun Evans, Minister and former Head of the BBC in Bangor (until 1996) and former President of the National Eisteddfod Court; Alun Charles, retired schools inspector and author; Dr Rhidian Griffiths, formerly of the National Library of Wales; Geraint R. Jones, former Chief Executive, Gwynedd County Council; David Gwynder Lewis, Chairman of Hunters and Frankau group Ltd and Vice-Chairman of Hambros; Enid Lewis, finance manager, Cancer Research Wales; Wyn Penri Jones, formerly credit and commercial banking manager; Ken Richards, senior lecturer, Aberystwyth University; Roy Frederick Sharp, formerly Secretary Accountant of Alexanders Discount plc; Dr Eryn White, Reader in the Dept of History and Welsh History, Aberystwyth University.

 

Geraint R. Jones was Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council whilst the Council employed social workers who grossly abused mental health clients and were the colleagues of those who had run the paedophile gang. Nothing has improved re Gwynedd County Council. An article in the ‘Daily Post’ in  2014 announced the appointment of Dilwyn Williams as Chief Exec of Gwynedd, to succeed Harry Thomas. Williams had been promoted to the position of Chief Exec from his previous role as Corporate Director.

Dilwyn Williams was born in St Asaph, went to Ysgol Glan Clwyd and then to UCNW, where he did a degree in education. Williams later trained as an accountant. He has worked in local gov’t in Gwynedd since 1979. He was the committee clerk for the former Gwynedd County Council in Caernarfon (there was a reorganisation in 1996 after the first investigations into the abuse of children); then Williams worked in Dwyfor District Council’s Treasury Dept; in 1996 he became Head of Accountancy in Gwynedd County Council; then the Strategic Director for Resources; then the Council’s Corporate Director.

So Dilwyn Williams had been an insider throughout the paedophile years and the serial cover-ups and scandals. When he was appointed Chief Exec, Dilwyn remarked that ‘Gwynedd has a national reputation as a top performing council’ and that ‘Gwynedd was recently praised by the Auditor General for Wales for its strong financial leadership and effective planning for the future’.

Gwynedd was a completely dysfunctional Council with barely any ‘services’ up and running. Some years previously, an external inspection of Gwynedd Social Services damned them, stating that things were so dire that the Social Services did not understand the policies that it was supposed to be implementing and was not capable of improvement. What does a Council do in such a situation? Obvious. It gives the Director of Social Services responsible for the mess – one Gwenan Carrington – a job managing the community services for the paedophiles’ friends of Anglesey County Council, it refuses to investigate even the most serious of complaints, it sacks whistleblowers and tells everyone that it is ‘excellent’.

So who was the Auditor General for Wales who highly recommended the assortment of crooks and paedophiles’ friends that run Gwynedd County Council? It was Huw Vaughan Thomas.

Huw Vaughan Thomas was Chief Executive of Gwynedd County Council, 1991-96, whilst the paedophile gang operated within its children’s homes. Dilwyn Williams had spent happy years working in Gwynedd County Council while Huw was the CEO. In spite of running a Council whose entire children’s dept had been taken over by a paedophile gang, Huw has clocked up scores of public appointments since he stepped down as Chief Exec of Gwynedd. Not that his career leading local authorities came to an end – after the 1996 local gov’t reorganisation, Huw was appointed Chief Executive of Denbighshire County Council, where he remained for six years. Denbighshire was one of the County Councils which replaced Clwyd County Council – which disappeared in the local gov’t reorganisation days after the Jillings Report into the abuse of children in the care of Clwyd County Council was submitted (see post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake…’).

In the 1980s Huw Vaughan Thomas worked for the Department of Employment. In 1986 he was the Department of Employment’s Director for Wales. Prior to that, in 1984 Vaughan Thomas had been the Dept of Employment’s Regional Director for the South West of England. Before being appointed to that post, Huw Vaughan Thomas had  already held a number of appointments in the Dept of Employment.

Tom King, the MP for Bridgwater, was Secretary of State for Employment, 16 Oct 1983 – 2 Sept 1985. Peter Morrison was Minister of State in the Dept of Employment, 13 June 1983 – 2 Sept 1985. Morrison was molesting kids in care in north Wales, Cheshire and in other locations.

Furthermore Tom King, my grandpa not only viewed you as an unprincipled vacuous career politician, but he always maintained that your fellow Tory MP for Taunton Edward Du Cann was a crook and that was years before Du Cann was done for tax evasion and subsequently bankrupted. My grandpa used to take the piss out of the Freemasons as well, but I always presumed that they’d lost their influence decades ago. Clearly not.

Here’s the ghost of Somerset past, rattling its chains in the direction of the old crooks who are still alive:

 

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Here’s a stack of sausage rolls. The Bridgwater Tories always provided them at the buffets for Tom and Jane King, but poor old Jane was so mortified at the idea of a buffet provided by plebs that she famously confined herself to one sausage roll all evening.

 

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If people in the constituency had known the contempt that Tom King and the rest of Thatcher’s Cabinet had for them, that would not have been a safe Tory seat. What about the Somerset builder who was a bit of a rough diamond then Lord King, who raised all that money for the Tories and did building work for the Party free of charge but was then frozen out because he was ‘uncouth’. Which he was, but Peter Morrison was molesting children and he was invited to Chequers.

 

Huw Vaughan Thomas was Private Secretary to the Parliamentary Under-Secretary of State for Employment at some point in the early to mid-1980s. I am wondering if the PUSS concerned was Peter Bottomley, who occupied that role, 1984-86.

 

Huw Vaughan Thomas, Peter Bottomley and Tom King all worked with Peter Morrison when Morrison was molesting children.  Edwina Currie and Rod Richards have since admitted that Morrison’s activities were widely known and extensively gossiped about in the Tory Party, that Thatcher was warned about his conduct but she ignored the warnings.

My post ‘The Turn Of The Screw’ describes how people known to me in Somerset, one of whom personally knew Tom King, received huge quantities of money from persons unknown during the early and mid-1990s in return for asking no questions about what was happening to me in north Wales.

 

Peter Bottomley’s wife Virginia was Health Secretary, 1992-95. It was Virginia who presided over the chaos in north Wales as no preparations were made for the care of mental health patients outside of hospitals, despite the proposed move to community care with the closure of long-stay hospitals. But then the North Wales Hospital Denbigh didn’t close down in the summer of 1995, although everyone was told that it did. Parts of it remained open, including Gwynfryn, the ‘mother and baby unit’. Virginia oversaw Dafydd building up a huge practice in which he flogged drugs to addicts, as well as running his PTSD scam, which paved the way for his ‘retirement’ in the summer of 1995. As part of the deal, Dafydd was told that if he ‘retired’, none of the very serious complaints about him would be followed up and he would be given the remit for providing ‘substance abuse services’ for north Wales. See post ‘The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron’ and ‘Feet In Chains’. Dafydd’s practice extended much further than north Wales, he was involved with criminality in Europe.

Virginia Bottomley is a former psychiatric social worker and her daughter is a Top Doctor. Like his wife, Peter Bottomley has found himself at the centre of the paedophiles’ friends activities throughout most of his career. He has been involved with MIND, NACRO, Christian Aid, the Monday Club, the Children’s Society, the Church of England and has held positions in the Dept of Employment, the DHSS and the N Ireland Office. Bottomley has been involved in mental health campaigning and with community initiatives in Lambeth. For further details of the interests and activities of the Bottomley family, see post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’.

Peter, if you and Ginny were working undercover to log the serious wrongdoing in these various bodies which were all facilitating the abuse of vulnerable people and the associated serious crime, I am not impressed. You did not stop what was going on and I and my friends have been intimidated and harassed for more than 30 years. Some of us were killed, one emigrated after an attempt to murder him and I am in hiding. Why did the security services ever bother to employ either of you? You really were crap.

Now, which one of the worthless specimens is going to cough regarding where the money came from to pay people to keep quiet about the gangsters who came after my friends and I? I note that David Hunt, a man who did so many favours for Dafydd and the paedophiles for so many years (see post ‘The Paedophiles’ Friends Of Cardiff North’), was the Secretary of State for Wales when someone opened the coffers.

 

Huw Vaughan Thomas’s wife Enid Rowlands is or was a Director of the North Wales Health Authority. Enid also holds or has held positions with BUPA and the Solicitors’ Regulation Authority. Huw and Enid’s son worked and might still work as an Auditor in his dad’s Dept. For details of the numerous public roles that Huw has occupied, see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’. Details of Enid’s shenanigans, including those that resulted in Enid becoming embroiled in the public scandal which was ELWA, involving the waste of millions of pounds of public funds and conflicts of interest, see post ‘Dirty Rotten Scoundrels’.

 

The paedophile gang hosted by Gwynedd County Council for so many years had links to the gang in west Wales and to a gang in south Wales. The gang in south Wales included Welsh language drama teacher and producer of Welsh language children’s programmes for S4C, John Owen, who abused scores of children at Ysgol Gyfun Rhydfelin in Pontypridd and at drama and music events (see post ‘Yet More Inglorious Bastards’). Owen killed himself in Oct 2001 just before he was due to stand trial for a series of sexual assaults on children. John Owen completed in Bachelor of Education degree at Trinity College Carmarthen in 1974. Trinity College merged with St David’s Lampeter to form the University of Trinity Saint David’s in 2010.

Numerous serious complaints had been made about John Owen over a period of twenty years, but Mid-Glamorgan Education Authority and the WJEC had failed to take any action. Ron Davies had worked as an educational adviser for Mid-Glamorgan Education Authority while complaints about Owen were suppressed. In June 1983 Ron Davies was elected as the Labour MP for Caerphilly. Ron was about to be sworn in as Wales’s First Secretary (First Minister) upon the creation of the National Assembly when in Oct 1998 he was caught with his trousers down – or indeed off – on Clapham Common with a male prostitute called Boogie. It was admitted that many knew about Ron’s foibles (see post ‘Cottaging At Castle Gate’). Huw Vaughan Thomas and the Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council who preceded him, Ioan Bowen Rees, were both advisers to Ron and the civil servants in the Welsh Office regarding the creation of the National Assembly.

Lest anyone still thinks that I’m on the Grassy Knoll, Huw Vaughan Thomas was appointed Auditor General for Wales after the previous Auditor General for Wales, Jeremy Colman, was imprisoned for the possession of child porn (see post ‘The Reality Is, There Is No Problem’).

 

My post ‘They Think It’s All Over – It Is Now’ provided information regarding Gwynedd County Council’s dire track record on failing to protect children from sexually abusive staff in Gwynedd schools. The problems continue. In 2016, brothers Robyn and Dyfan Wheldon-Williams were suspended from their jobs as teachers after their arrests in 2015 for possessing and making indecent images of children. Robyn taught at Ysgol Syr Huw Owen in Caernarfon and Dyfan taught at Ysgol y Moelwyn in Blaenau Ffestiniog. Robyn had been a co-presenter on S4C children’s science programme ATOM and worked for the National Eisteddfod and Bangor University. The brothers were convicted and from what I remember at least one of them was imprisoned.

Although it is true that people with worrying intentions can sometimes end up working with children in spite of the best screening procedures, in Wales it is happening again and again and again. But that is the inevitable consequence if people who have facilitated the biggest and most savage sex trafficking ring in UK history are systematically promoted to the most senior positions and whistleblowers are hounded out, even after the security services recorded and filmed what was going on. What did anybody expect was going to happen when Meri bloody Huws was promoted to senior roles in public life?

Dilwyn Williams and Meri Huws are both on salaries in excess of £100k. Wales has some of the lowest average salaries in the UK. I think that at the moment, the average salary in north Wales is still below £18k. That’s for people who are actually in full time work, which a great many people aren’t.

 

The motto of Gwerfyl’s alma mater at Lampeter was ‘The Word Of God Is The Best Teacher’.

 

Regular readers of this blog will know how much I challenge allegations that this mess is the sole preserve of ‘the Welsh’. It isn’t. To once again demonstrate this point, I’ll name a few more accessories, some of whom do have Welsh connections, but who don’t identify as Welsh and who have certainly never claimed to be defenders of language and nation.

Previous posts eg. ‘Reports Of Death Were Greatly Exaggerated’ and ‘Apolcaplyse Now’ detailed the skulduggery that surrounded me when I worked for the Cancer Research Campaign at Surrey University in 1988-89, at a time when the President of the BMA, Dr John Marks – who was the brother of my boss at Surrey, Prof Vincent Marks – was in full battle with the Health Secretary Ken Clarke. Those involved in the skulduggery were linked to a major research fraud which was exposed in 1990 and resulted in the death (presumed to be suicide) of Prof Tim McElwain. Dr Peter Mcguire, a former colleague of Dr Tony Francis, one of those facilitating the paedophile gang in north Wales, was part of the team which committed the fraud.

Although I worked in the Dept of Biochemistry at Surrey, I and my colleagues often attended sessions and seminars given by academics at Surrey from other Depts. One such person with whom we had doings was Professor Lewis Elton, father of the comedian Ben Elton.

 

Lewis Elton was a Jew, born in Tubingen to an academic family and moved with them to Prague in 1929 and from there to England in Feb 1939, to escape the Nazis. He naturalised as a British subject and changed his name by deed poll in June 1947. Elton was educated at Rydal School in Colwyn Bay and thereafter at Christ’s College, Cambridge, the Regent Street Poly, London and UCL. Elton received his PhD from UCL in 1950.

Elton was Professor of Physics at Battersea College of Technology, 1964-70. As the College completed its transformation into the University of Surrey (and its relocation from Battersea to Guilford) in 1970 Elton became Professor of Higher Education, a post he held until 1988. The reason that Lord Alf Robens, the then Chair of the National Coal Board, gave for not visiting Aberfan in the immediate aftermath of the Aberfan disaster in Oct 1966 was that he was instead going to attend a ceremony at the University of Surrey, where he would be formally become Chancellor (see post ‘Include Me Out’). Lewis Elton was probably at that ceremony.

In 1994 – the year following the end of the North Wales Police investigation into child abuse in the region which concluded that there was no evidence of a paedophile ring – Elton was appointed Professor of Higher Education at UCL, where he founded the Higher Education Research and Development Unit (now the Centre for the Advancement of Learning and Teaching). Elton was appointed Visiting Professor of Higher Education at Manchester University in Aug 2005. Sir Martin Harris was VC of Manchester University, 1992-04. Harris came from Wrexham and knew about Dafydd and the gang in north Wales.

Lewis Elton is a Fellow of the American Institute of Physics and a Fellow of the Society for Research into Higher Education. He was awarded a Lifetime Achievement award at the 2005 THES Awards, at which Baroness Helena Kennedy said ‘there is a polymath quality to this man that points to someone interested in educating the whole person’.

 

St Helena has worked extensively with Prof Nigel Eastman of St George’s Hospital Medical School, who colluded with Dafydd and the paedophile gang of north Wales (see post ‘Eve Was Framed – As Were A Lot Of Other People’). Helena worked in Tooks Court Chambers with Michael Mansfield. In 1993 I wrote to Mansfield about what was happening to me at the hands of Gwynedd Social Services, at the height of the publicity regarding a possible ‘VIP’ paedophile ring in north Wales. I received a one line reply. Mansfield lived in Wandsworth, just down the road from St George’s, where many St George’s staff lived. The Director of Education for Wandsworth, Donald Naismith, was a paedophile (see post ‘Another Episode Of Friends’) and Wandsworth Social Services were facilitating a sex trafficking gang in south London and in 1991, at least, were directly in contact and colluding with Dafydd, Tony Francis and Lucille Hughes (see post ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London…’).

 

The Lewis Elton Gallery at Guildford hosts regular exhibitions of paintings, photographs and sculpture. The Lewis and Mary Elton Art Collection is comprised of a donation of a collection of paintings and objets d’art which was made to Surrey University, including works by Picasso, Chagall, Klee and Cocteau. The gift was marked by an exhibition at The Lightbox gallery, Woking, in Jan 2012.

Lewis Elton’s brother is the historian Sir Geoffrey Elton. Geoffrey also went to Rydal School and also worked there as assistant master in maths, history and German in the 1940s. It has been revealed that boys at Rydal were sexually abused by a small number of teachers for many years. Pupils who attended the school in the 1960s, 70s and 80s have spoken about this.

Geoffrey Elton served with the British Army Intelligence Corps, 1943-46 and studied history at UCL. Elton taught at the University of Glasgow and then Clare College, Cambridge where he was Regius Professor of Modern History, 1983-88. Pupils of his included John Guy, Diarmaid McCulloch, Susan Brigden and David Starkey. Elton was publication secretary of the British Academy, 1981-90 and served as President of the Royal Historical Society, 1972-76.

Geoffrey Elton was an admirer of Margaret Thatcher and Winston Churchill and a fierce critic of Marxist historians, who, he argued, were presenting seriously flawed interpretations of the past. Elton’s wiki states that he ‘had no use for those who seek history to make myths, to create laws to explain the past, or to produce theories such as Marxism’.

In the 1970s and 80s, the Welsh Labour historians argued that the Welsh middle classes had been responsible for a great deal of oppression of working people themselves, but rewrote their role in history by using the agencies of the Nonconformist Church and the press, constructing themselves as defenders of language and nationality.

 

 

‘Never was so much entertainment provided for so many by so few.’

 

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Lewis Elton’s son Ben was born at UCH. Ben’s mum was an English teacher from Cheshire. The paedophile ring facilitated by Dafydd operated in north Wales/Cheshire and Shropshire. All these regions had a problem with the abuse of children stretching back decades, certainly as long ago as the 1950s. Ben is a third cousin of singer Olivia Newton-John. Elton’s mother was raised in the Church of England. At least one former Bishop of Chester has been identified as a child molester. Ben Elton grew up in Catford, south London, before moving with his family to Guildford in 1968.

Ben studied at Stillness Junior School and Godalming Grammar School, South Warwickshire College in Stratford-upon-Avon and Manchester University, where he studied drama. Dafydd’s mate Dr Bob Hobson relocated to Manchester University in 1974. Tony Francis worked at Manchester University in the mid-late 1970s, before he moved to north Wales. Ben Elton studied at Manchester at about that time. The generation of drama students at Manchester prior to Elton’s definitely colluded with the sexual exploitation of under-aged people.

Elton established a writing partnership with Richard Curtis, which produced, among other things, the ‘Blackadder series’, 1983-89. Elton and Curtis continued to work together on ‘Mr Bean’, 1990-95. They kept themselves busy throughout the years of fruitless investigations into the paedophile ring in north Wales/Cheshire, as the death toll of kids in care and psych patients in north Wales mounted.

Richard Curtis’s father was an executive for Unilever. It was Unilever who in 1992 provided the funding to Prof Fergus Lowe upon which Fungus built his empire at the School of Psychology. Numerous psychologists at Bangor University colluded with or were colleagues of the sex trafficking ring. Dafydd presided over the Dept of Psychology until the late 1980s, when Fungus overthrew him. The paedophiles and their friends were not removed or stopped, Fungus simply used his knowledge of their activities to bag dosh and wield power. It was how he landed all that money from Unilever.

For a short while in the 1970s Curtis lived in Warrington, Cheshire. Where there was organised abuse of children. Warrington was the location of Risley Remand Centre, where Dafydd’s victims were imprisoned – often after being fitted up – and where many were found dead (see post ‘Include Me Out’).

Curtis founded Comic Relief and Red Nose Day, which were robustly promoted by staff at Surrey University. Comic Relief has in the past featured a few of those celebs who no-one now admits to knowing because of their involvement with sex offending.

In 1994 Richard Curtis wrote the sitcom ‘The Vicar Of Dibley’ for Dawn French. Dawn French was born in Holyhead and went to Holyhead High School. Dawn French’s dad was in the RAF and was stationed at RAF Valley on Anglesey. Dr Malcolm Alison, one of those who was involved with the wrongdoing at Hammersmith Hospital/RPMS whom I knew in 1986-87, lived for a while at Valley. Malcolm Alison’s father was in the RAF and was stationed at Valley. French’s dad suffered with severe depression for years and sadly committed suicide in 1977. I don’t know if he was still living on Anglesey at the time, but even if he had by then moved on, the mental health services in north Wales obviously weren’t there for him.

Dawn French supports the Labour Party and married charidee worker Mark Bignell after she and Lenny Henry were divorced. Dawn and Mark live in Fowey, Cornwall, in a mansion with 40 rooms overlooking Readymoney Cove. She is Chancellor of Falmouth University.

Dawn: Dafydd and the gang were a bunch of murdering child abusers. You specialising in a brand of Wimmin’s Comedy pivoting around chocolate and lady vicars does not make up for your spinelessness in providing associates of that gang with good PR, just when people could no longer stomach the number of dead bodies of Empowered Service Users who were turning up and began demanding a public inquiry.

 

Curtis also organised the ‘Make Poverty History’ Live8 concerts with Bob Geldof in 2005. Geldof’s wife Paula Yates had by then died of an overdose, despite being in the care of the expensive Top Docs at The Priory. A number of the Top Docs at St George’s who colluded with Dafydd et al ended up working at The Priory.

Paula was born in Colwyn Bay, lived in Llandudno and then in the village of Rowen. She went to school at Penrhos College – the girls’ school located next to Rydal School – and Ysgol Aberconwy. Lord Wyn Roberts who spent decades concealing the wrongdoing of Dafydd and the gang (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’) lived in Rowen.

Paula Yates was known for being rather mouthy and aggressive and died in Sept 2000, seven months after the Waterhouse Report was published. When young she had been a groupie and a ‘Penthouse’ model. If anyone was at all concerned that Paula might name a few high profile people who never had anything to do with the paedophile ring in north Wales which Sir Ronnie Waterhouse managed to admit did exist but which only consisted of a few sheep-shagging social workers and teachers, they didn’t need to worry once Paula was found dead. Paula’s boyfriend Michael Hutchence had been found hanging dead in Nov 1997. Which was after former kids in care had given evidence to the Waterhouse Inquiry of the most serious abuse in children’s homes in north Wales. They were called liars by Ronnie and the Inquiry lawyers and by much of the UK media. Paula was convinced that Hutchence had not killed himself, as the inquest concluded. She was denounced as irrational. It was after Hutchence’s death that Paula became seriously distressed and ended up in the hands of the Top Docs.

Paula’s inquest concluded that she had died from an accidental heroin overdose. Her friends have always disputed this. The coroner who held Paula’s inquest was Dr Paul Knapman, who trained at St George’s and has been wheeled out to conduct the inquests of many cases of dead celebs and others that could cause embarrassment, including that of Sandra Rivett, Lord Lucan’s nanny. When I worked in medical research I was told frankly that Knapman was corrupt. See previous posts for info on the numerous worrying cases with which Knapman has been involved.

 

Some two years after Paula’s death, the paedophile’s friends in north Wales attempted to fit me up for a serious crime, for which they were telling everyone that I would be imprisoned for seven years. The case collapsed after numerous Angels/NHS staff perjured themselves (see post ‘Interesting Happenings In The Legal System’). The man who spearheaded the witch hunt was Alun Davies, who was the then manager of the mental health services in Gwynedd. Davies is not from north Wales, he is from the Rhondda. He is not Welsh speaking and thus has a slightly different profile to most paedophiles’ friends in north Wales. Davies began his career as the most lowly of pen pushers in the NHS years ago and in private he is very offensive about people from north Wales. Neither did he like living in north Wales, he thinks that its too far away from France where he likes to visit.

Dafydd had dealings with Top Docs in France, John Allen owned a villa there to which kids in care from Bryn Alyn were taken ‘for holidays’ and Elfed Roberts, the corrupt senior police officer who was appointed as Chair of the NW Wales NHS Trust after he left the North Wales Police under a cloud, used to holiday at the Chateua de Cop Choux near the Loire Valley, with his Top Cop mates.

Davies seems to have arrived at Gwynedd Health Authority in the early 1980s. So why would a thick, corrupt man from the Rhondda who did not like people from north Wales and who didn’t want to live in north Wales, relocate to the endemically corrupt Gwynedd Health Authority, at a time when employees of Gwynedd Health Authority were facilitating a huge trafficking ring, which had links with and was being concealed by Top Docs and politicians in south Wales? Who had good reason to conceal it, because George Thomas, Thatcher’s friend and the Labour MP from the Rhondda, was abusing children (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’). Thomas was Speaker of the House, 1976-83 and was then given a peerage.

Scream if you want to go faster BMA! There are more blog posts to come. You’d better organise a ‘Save Our NHS From The Cuts’ march through London on a weekly basis.

 

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What rational person would become involved with serious organised crime to protect a man who dressed up like that?

 

None of the north Wales perjurers were ever investigated. Gwynedd Social Services and the DES then attempted to have me struck off the teaching register on the grounds that I was mad and a danger to children. A junior Minister in Blair’s Gov’t cleared my name. He was subsequently named in the media as having ‘allowed paedophiles to return to teaching’. Some five years later, the wife of one of his close friends – who had also challenged Dafydd and the paedophiles – developed a brain tumour. She died after the Walton Centre found that there was nothing that they could do about that brain tumour. The Walton Centre was run and staffed by associates of Dafydd.

The man who cleared me – as well as a number of other wrongly accused teachers – was about the only member of Blair’s Gov’t who was not given a peerage. Blair was said ‘not to trust him’.

Some two years ago I discovered that days after the court case against me fell apart, my PNC record had been unlawfully amended and a forged certificate of indictment was found in the possession of Chester Court, stating that I had pleaded guilty to ‘violent disorder’. I have never been charged with violent disorder. I contacted the legal services division of the North Wales Police about this nearly two years ago now but I have heard nothing.

It was some months after the court case collapsed that John McTernan’s brother-in-law stole my computer.

 

Here’s a Pretty Straight Kind Of Guy, but I don’t trust him:

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This Pretty Straight Kind Of Guy and his wife Cherie – a QC and judge – are friends with Michael Beloff QC, who’s dad Lord Max Beloff was friends with Ioan Bowen Rees, the former Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council. Bowen Rees was Chief Exec throughout many of the years of child abuse and serious organised crime. Before Bowen Rees was Chief Exec of Gwynedd, he was County Secretary for Dyfed County Council, while a paedophile ring operated in the region.

Cherie was Chancellor of Liverpool John Moores University, 1999-07. My post ‘Little Shop Of Horrors’ details the activities of paedophiles’ friend, the former Angel Dr Dee Gray and her request that I should write a media article making fallacious allegations against the VC of Bangor University, who was at the time under attack from the paedophiles’ friends. Dee grew up in Liverpool, trained as an Angel in Liverpool and later did a law degree at Liverpool Poly, which evolved into Liverpool John Moores University.

 

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On 20 July 1990, Michael Carr, the MP for Bootle who had fought Militant, died at Walton Hospital after being refused appropriate care and turned away following a heart attack. Carr’s family fought for a prosecution, but files travelled back and forth between the DPP and other people, yet no charges resulted (see post ‘News From Sicily’). Walton Hospital was known to be run by Militant. Michael Carr had been MP for just 57 days.

Derek Hatton was the high profile Militant supporting Deputy Leader of Liverpool City Council in the 1980s. The Leader of the Council, 1983-86 was John Hamilton who received far less media coverage than Degsy. John Hamilton’s wiki entry describes him as ‘much respected’ and it was asserted by many than Degsy was the power behind the throne and that John Hamilton was a figurehead. Hamilton was a school teacher, a Quaker, a magistrate and a ‘lifelong bachelor’. In Jan 2000 Hamilton was nearly killed in a house fire. The Waterhouse Report was published the following month, so no doubt as he lay there in agony from serious burns, Hamilton would not have felt in the least bit inclined to dispute Ronnie Waterhouse’s assertion that there were no high profile people from outside of the region involved in the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. Even if other Quakers had urged him to speak out should he knew differently, such as the Quaker Gethin Evans who was a senior manager of Gwynedd County Council’s children’s homes when kids in those homes were abused and trafficked, or Quaker Dr Paul Nickson, the Bethesda GP who colluded with the abuse of children and mental health patients. Paul Nickson eventually left Bethesda and joined a practice in Liverpool. I got to know Paul Nickson because Dr D.G.E. Wood recommended him to me as a GP when I moved to Bethesda. At the time I had no idea that Wood was facilitating a trafficking ring and was colluding with people unknown to me to cause me serious harm. I didn’t realise that Paul Nickson was colluding with serious crime for a long while either, I just thought that he was a bit flaky and overwhelmed by the thugs who ran the mental health services.

Nickson’s colleagues in Bethesda surgery were widely regarded as being hopeless, but in the 1990s a much more competent GP called Dr Oliver worked with them for a while. Patients often requested Dr Oliver because he was perceived to be so much better. Dr Oliver left for a new life in Australia either just before, or during, the Waterhouse Inquiry.

Among his many responsibilities, John Hamilton was Chairman of the Governors at Liverpool Poly, which later became John Moores University. For further details regarding John Hamilton, see post ‘I Warn You…’.

 

Tony Francis’s acquaintance from their student days in Cardiff, the Windbag, made much of fighting Militant and confronted Degsy at the Labour Party Conference in Oct 1985. Degsy just yelled abuse at him. Over the following years I don’t remember the Windbag commenting upon the unfortunate death of Michael Carr or on John Hamilton going up in flames. As far as I can work out Windbag, it all ended up in the ‘grotesque chaos’ of an aspiring Labour PM colluding with a gang of child molesters who killed witnesses because he thought that supporting the NHS was a vote winner.

 

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Richard Curtis’s former girlfriend is Anne, now Baroness, Jenkin, who is married to Bernard Jenkin. Bernard Jenkin’s father was Patrick Jenkin, who was Thatcher’s Secretary of State for Social Services, 1979-81, when his Dept was concealing the crimes of Dafydd and the paedophile gang.

Curtis’s 2009 film ‘ The Boat That Rocked’ starred Rhys Ifans from north Wales. Rhys Ifans is a mate of Gruff Rhys, the son of Ioan Bowen Rees, the former Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council. As the investigations into child abuse in north Wales began, Ioan’s son became an international rock star (see post ‘The International Language of Screaming’). Rhys Ifans began his career at Theatr Clwyd, the paedophiles’ friends folly (see post ‘Workers’ Play Time’). Rhys and Gruff are networked into the crowd of Welsh rock stars which included Huw Bunford, who was a teacher at Ysgol Gyfun Rhydfelin, where John Owen abused pupils.

Curtis wrote Roald Dahl’s Esio Trot, a BBC television adaptation of Roald Dahl’s classic children’s novel. The film starred Judi Dench and was broadcast by the BBC on 1 Jan 2015. Judi Dench is the Patron of the elite choir, the St James’s Singers, of which Professor Robert Bluglass and his wife Kerry are leading lights. Bluglass is a mate of Dafydd’s who concealed and colluded with the trafficking gang in north Wales in 1989 as well as on other occasions (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass OBE’).

Curtis’s forthcoming film is currently underway. It is being directed by Danny Boyle – who went to UCNW (Bangor University) in the 1970s, when Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends ran the institution.

 

Richard Curtis is married to Emma Freud, daughter of the former Liberal MP, Clement. Clement Freud was not so long ago exposed as a sex offender who’s victims included children. Freud will have known about Jeremy Thorpe and Cyril Smith’s crimes.

In 2012, Curtis was one of the British cultural icons selected by the artist Sir Peter Blake to appear in a new version of his well-known piece of art work – the cover of ‘The Beatles’ Sgt Pepper’s Lovely Hearts Club Band. This new version was created for a special birthday celebration of Blake’s life at Wayne Hemingway’s Vintage festival at Boughton House, Northamptonshire in July 2012. When Hemingway ran ‘Red Or Dead’, one of those involved in the business was the son of Prof Geoffrey Chamberlain of St George’s Hospital Medical School and later of Swansea University, who concealed a paedophile ring in south London and the crimes of Dafydd et al in north Wales (see post ‘Now Then…’). The special birthday celebration of Blake’s life was held shortly after Operation Pallial was launched.

 

In 1989 Curtis’s writing partner Ben Elton won a Royal Television Society writers’ award. My post ‘The Turn Of The Screw’ describes the intimidation and harassment to which two of my friends who worked in the media were subjected after they witnessed what was happening to me in north Wales and wanted to make a film about it. My friends worked for the Royal Television Society and the BBC and were forced out of their jobs in 1991.

In 1991 Ben Elton wrote the play ‘Silly Cow’ for Dawn French. It was about in 1991 that one of Dafydd’s female relatives screamed ‘Oh sod off you silly cow’ at me. I now know that the exchange – if one of Dafydd’s family hurling abuse at one constitutes an exchange – was recorded by the security services. Another relative of Dafydd’s had told me a few days before that Dafydd had ‘told them all about me’ and that they enjoyed shouting insults at and taking the piss out of Dafydd’s patients. That conversation was recorded by the security services as well. But then so were the most serious abuses of kids in care and patients.

We are now being told that Operation Pallial is investigating the historical abuse of children in north Wales. Perhaps whoever is leading that investigation just ought to ask MI5 to hand over the hours and hours of recordings which were made years ago and which clearly showed what was going on and who was doing it. I can only presume that this hasn’t happened because the response from the world will be ‘you lot watched this going on and did not stop it?’

What did you do MI5, have a chat with the Royal Colleges, the BMA and the GMC over dinner in the Athenauem and suggest that perhaps in ooh five years time, perhaps ‘self-regulation of the profession’ should be perhaps reviewed, to be followed over the next few years by perhaps endless discussions regarding how the tiny number of ‘rogue doctors’ should be identified? Meanwhile the bodies piled up in north Wales and people tried to kill us. Oh well, at least we had a laugh when we took the piss out of Dafydd, it wasn’t much, but it seems to be more than anyone else did.

 

Prior to 1987, Ben Elton was involved with Red Wedge, the Labour Party supporting group of entertainers who campaigned to get the Windbag elected as PM. That was the Windbag who knew Tony Francis, who concealed the abuses of Dafydd, Francis and the associated gang as well as the sex offences committed by George Thomas and who’s wife came from Holyhead and who when still a girl, personally knew Lord Cledwyn – who concealed the crimes of Dafydd et al (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’).

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In 2006 ‘The Times’ published an article entitled ‘A Lethal Bully That Must Be Tackled’, about Glenys’s good works. It’s OK, Murdoch, you’ve not published a word about the First Family of Troughing colluding with a gang of child molesters, so I’ve written about it on this blog. I haven’t even had to deal with an enormous industrial dispute which was only won with the assistance of Thatch’s trade union legislation.

 

Ben Elton was very much the comedian of the 1980s and 90s, but a newer face whom I have found to be of interest is Sacha Baron Cohen. Baron Cohen was born in Hammersmith, west London. His mother, Daniella Naomi, was born in Israel. His father, Gerald Baron Cohen (1932–2016), a clothing store owner, was born in London and raised in Wales. Baron Cohen was raised Jewish. He is fluent in Hebrew as well as his native English. Baron Cohen’s father’s family were Ashkenazi Jews who moved to Pontypridd, Wales and London and his mother’s family are German Jews. His paternal grandfather, Morris Cohen, had added ‘Baron’ to his surname.

There is a long-standing Jewish community in south Wales and sadly in the latter half of the twentieth century, some of them were concealing the crimes of Dafydd and the gang and related gangs. They included Leo Abse, Dabby Abse and Professor Sir William Asscher. Greville Janner’s father Barnett Janner was a south Wales lawyer until he relocated to Leicester. I don’t for one moment believe that Jewish people are any more likely to be associated with sexual abuse and crime than any other cohort; the phenomenon will be that of unscrupulous people using every network available to them to keep themselves out of trouble. There were many members of Thatcher’s Gov’t who were Jewish, indeed this was the subject of much overt anti-semitic comment relating to ‘Jewish bankers’ at the time. No doubt their influence and connections were also sought by those we know and love.

For example, Leon Brittan, Home Secretary, 1983-85 and later someone who held many leading roles in the European Commission, most definitely concealed the abuse of children and was the centre of allegations that he abused young people himself. Leon Brittan was born in London, the son of Rebecca and his father Joseph Brittan was a Top Doctor. Brittan’s parents were Lithuanian Jews who had migrated to Britain before WWI. Brittan was educated at The Haberdashers’ Aske’s Boys’ School and Trinity College, Cambridge, where he was President of the Cambridge Union Society and Chairman of the Cambridge University Conservative Association. Sir Samuel Brittan, the economics journalist, was his brother. The former Conservative MP Malcolm Rifkind and the music producer Mark Ronson, were cousins.

The above paragraph alone tells us much about how networks can be used.

 

Sacha Baron Cohen was educated at The Haberdashers’ Aske’s Boys’ School. Vanessa Feltz, who is also Jewish, went to The Haberdashers’ Aske’s Girls’ School. My post ‘Dates For Your Diary’ described how Feltz achieved sudden stardom in 1994, just when Dafydd et al in north Wales were sending up distress flares. Feltz was married to a surgeon, Michael Kurer, who when Feltz shot to fame overnight, had recently worked with a Top Doc who for years had been a leading light at St George’s Hospital Medical School. In the PR hype which surrounded Feltz, there was as much attention paid to her Nice Young Doctor husband as there was to her. The Nice Young Doctor left Feltz some years later after discovering the Joy of Sex with one of his junior doctors. I suspect that many of those involved in the propelling of Vanessa to stardom also discovered the joy of cheques, as ‘Private Eye’ once alleged of Tony Blair.

 

There was of course another Nice Young Doctor from a previous era who was personally known to some of the Top Docs in north Wales, who believed that his bedside manner would convince the nation that he was fit to be PM and who, when he did work as a Nice Young Doctor, was the research registrar for William Sargant, one of the maddest Top Docs of the 20th century who conducted reckless experiments upon his patients, some of whom died as a result. Why this was never spoken about in political circles I don’t know, because it was no secret in medicine.

 

 

Baron Cohen went to Christ’s College, Cambridge, graduating in 1993 – the year that the North Wales Police closed their investigation into child abuse in the region. Sacha Baron Cohen achieved fame in his incarnation as Ali G and caused much entertainment, particularly as a result of him being crude when meeting unsuspecting people, some of whom obviously didn’t know the meaning of the Viz-like phrases which Ali G was using in conversation with them. Then there was Bruno, a male model who some people found just a bit worrying. The next character developed by Baron Cohen was Borat.

Borat was a Muslim from Kazakhstan, who preyed on women sexually, was violently anti-semitic, drank stewed mare’s milk and sung a song called ‘Throw The Jew Down The Well’. Borat caused deep offence among cohorts who actually knew anything about Kazakhstan and a major diplomatic spat between Kazakhstan and the UK arose because of Baron Cohen’s harmless fun. I knew a British academic who was at the time one of the very few who was working with Kazakhstan. He was very tolerant by nature but he told me that in his view, Baron Cohen was an intelligent man who knew precisely how many diplomatic problems his characterisation of Borat would cause, but had shamelessly created the persona to appeal to a certain part of the Jewish community in the US. Having taken the time to read about Borat and the marketing of Borat, I suspect that academic was correct.

At the height of Borat’s popularity in the UK, a student from Kazakhstan was registered for a PhD at Bangor University, in the School of Healthcare Sciences, a School famed for the racism of the Angels who worked within. The School of Healthcare Sciences gratefully accepted the considerable fees that this student paid but virtually ignored her, except for to enquire where she was from. When she told them, the standard response was for the Angels to squeal ‘Ooh Borat’ and begin talking about stewed mare’s milk or chucking Jewish people down wells. I met this student after she’d been in Bangor for about three months. She asked me who a man called Borat was, because she couldn’t understand why the staff of the School of Healthcare Sciences were so insulting about people from Kazakhstan and constantly made references to a Mr Borat, of whom she had never heard.

 

Sacha Baron-Cohen has a cousin, Simon. Simon is a clinical psychologist who has links to the School of Psychology at Bangor University. At the very time when the Angels employed as tutors in the School of Healthcare Sciences – one of that School’s ‘areas of expertise’ is cultural competence and the delivery of healthcare across different nations and cultures – were screaming with laughter at a student whom they believed lived on mare’s milk and nothing else, Simon arrived at the School of Psychology by invitation to give seminars.

 

Sacha Baron Cohen has raised money for Comic Relief. On 28 Dec 2015, Baron Cohen and his wife Isla Fisher donated £335,000 to ‘Save the Children’ as part of a programme to vaccinate children in Northern Syria against measles and the same amount to the ‘International Rescue Committee’, also aimed at helping Syrian refugees.

The Syrian refugees are still having a terrible time. The person who is killing them trained and worked as a Top Doctor between 1992 and 1994 in the Western Eye Hospital, London (managed by Imperial College Healthcare Trust).

‘Ooh I feel so much better just for talking to you doctor.’

‘Now don’t worry dear, we’ll look after you.’

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Readers who took an interest in my posts regarding the serious wrongdoing that was prevailing at St George’s Hospital Medical School in the 1980s and 90s, including on the part of my former boss Malcolm Pearce and the Head of Dept Prof Geoffrey Chamberlain, will have noticed that it was in 1994 that Bashir al-Assad was recalled to Syria from London, after his brother was killed in a car accident. The Top Docs – and of course the UK Gov’t – will have known that al-Assad would be the next President of Syria and they’ll have predicted that he won’t have much time for human rights issues once he was in office. It was in 1994 that Chamberlain and Pearce committed the research fraud which if it hadn’t have blown up in their face because they were caught, would have made them world famous. And in an ideal position to gun down a former research assistant of theirs if she ever tried to publish anything about the wrongdoing at St George’s or the wrongdoing of Dafydd et al (see post ‘They Are MYRIAD, They Are Legion’). Or indeed the wrongdoing at Hammersmith Hospital, where she had completed her MSc – the Hammersmith which became part of Imperial College.

The Top Docs in London didn’t trust me because I had these terrible habits of making friends with the lower orders as well as with overseas staff and students. Including Top Docs from the Middle East. Of which there were a great many at Hammersmith, who were being treated very badly.

 

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The President of the International Rescue Committee is David Miliband, who’s dad Ralph was friends with some of those who knew about the organised abuse of vulnerable people in north Wales (see post ‘The Village’) and David Miliband’s Uncle Harry was a Top Doctor who’s colleagues colluded with Dafydd. Uncle Harry might even have known Bashir al-Assad. He’d certainly have known people who did.

Well David, you’re not getting very far with your efforts re Syria are you? Did Hillary Clinton or someone think that you might, what with your hotline to Uncle Harry et al?

 

Paedophiles’ friends in high places: when your hands are drenched in blood and someone has found out all about it, it’s time to leave public life. Even if that someone is only one woman with a laptop, a good memory and 10,000 incriminating documents.

 

Simon Baron-Cohen is Professor of Developmental Psychopathology at Cambridge University. He is the Director of the University’s Autism Research Centre. In 1985 Baron-Cohen formulated the mindblindness theory of autism. In 1997, he formulated the feotal sex steroid theory of autism. Baron-Cohen has also made major contributions to the fields of typical cognitive sex differences, autism prevalence and screening, autism genetics, autism neuroimaging, autism and technical ability, and synaesthesia.

Baron-Cohen completed a BA at New College, Oxford and an MPhil in Clinical Psychology at the Institute of Psychiatry, where many of those who facilitated the sex trafficking gang in north Wales passed through. Staff at the Institute of Psychiatry spent years concealing Dafydd and the gang. Baron-Cohen completed a PhD at UCL; his doctoral research was in collaboration with his supervisor Uta Frith. Uta Frith was a colleague of those who concealed the crimes of Dafydd et al; she was at the Institute of Psychiatry at the same time as some of the gang in north Wales. Uta Frith has worked with Sarah-Jayne Blakemore, who has collaborated with Professor Mark Williams on Mindfulness research (see post ‘They Are MYRIAD, They Are Legion’). Mark Williams’s Mindfulness work is the result of a research fraud which he carried out when he worked at Bangor with Dafydd et al (see post ‘The Biggest Expert Of The Lot’).

Simon Baron-Cohen married Bridget Lindley, a family rights lawyer, in 1987. Lindley was the Family Right’s Group’s Principal Legal Adviser and Chief Executive. She was a member of the expert group advising the GMC on their revised child protection guidance Protecting Children and Young People: the responsibilities of doctors (2012). I do not know the stance that Lindley took on child protection, but she had worked in the field since 1983. She will have known about the widespread sexual exploitation of children in care and how the mental health system colludes with this. Lindley will have known about the gang in north Wales and I bet she knew about Dafydd and the roles played by Bangor University and of course the Big Boys at the Maudsley, at UCL, at St George’s and many other places. She will have known about Jimmy Savile and will have known that Trumpers, the former Mayor of Cambridge, was the Minister responsible for appointing Savile to the management of Broadmoor (see post ’95 Glorious Years!’).

What’s the betting that Bridget Lindley had many conversations with Simon Baron-Cohen about these matters?

Bridget died suddenly and unexpectedly in 2016. I can find no references to the cause of death.

 

Simon Baron-Cohen has three children, the eldest of whom is screenwriter and director Sam Baron. Baron-Cohen’s surname includes a hyphen—which is not the case with other members of his family—because of a typographical error in his first professional article; he never had the error corrected.

 

Baron-Cohen’s work has been soundly critiqued on the basis of its ‘neurosexism’. It is certainly difficult to read Baron-Cohen’s work without wondering whether he has based his ideas of gender on the content of women’s magazines.
Baron-Cohen serves as Vice-President of the National Autistic Society (UK) and was the 2012 Chairman of the National Institute for Health and Care Excellence (NICE) Guideline Development Group for adults with autism. He has served as Vice-President of the International Society for Autism Research (INSAR). Baron-Cohen is co-editor in chief of the journal Molecular Autism. He is President-Elect of INSAR and Chair of the Psychology Section of the British Academy.

 

So Baron-Cohen is someone who’s career has been dedicated to promoting certain views and explanations of autism which have come to dominate the field, in spite of concerns that his theories do not stand up to analysis. He also sits on NICE, so determines how Gov’t funds and supports autism research. Mark Williams has followed exactly the same business model with Mindfulness.

They both Know About Dafydd.

 

Another two comedians who I think might know a bit about the subject of this post are David Baddiel and Frank Skinner, who constantly sailed close to the wind with their ‘laddishness’ but who’s careers never died a death. Frank Skinner spent a number of years in the early 1980s as an unemployed alcoholic living in the West Midlands. So Frank will have known much about the life of those having a hard time in that part of the world in at the time. Brown and I found out about this too, because Brown went to university in Birmingham during those years and we found much out about corruption in the welfare services and civic life in Birmingham. Quite a lot of which was linked to the wrongdoing in north Wales.

 

Now for a little mystery which I have come across in John Major’s autobiography. Major mentions that in the midst of the allegations of ‘sleaze’ on the part of members of his Gov’t, in Jan 1994, the wife of Malcolm Caithness, Major’s Minister of Transport, killed herself.

Major’s problems with sleaze followed his famous ‘Back to Basics’ speech, which was just asking for trouble really when he was concealing Dafydd et al. The sleaze revelations began with David Mellor – someone who knew about Morrison and north Wales and Greville Janner and Frank Beck in Leicester – and snowballed. Major doesn’t seem to have asked himself why so many of his Ministers were being caught out, some very obviously as a result of stings. I am asking myself why the real time bomb underneath Major didn’t explode, particularly as the security services were watching everyone involved – Dafydd, Peter Morrison and co. I can only conclude that there was collusion at the highest levels. If service users with a sense of humour could ring Dafydd up from public phone boxes and discover serious crime on a Europe-wide level, I’m sure that someone could have set up a sting re Dafydd. It’s not as if he’d have ever noticed, not with the crazed lifestyle that he led. This was a man who believed that a Dr Hashish Psychosis was ringing him up from Bombay for his opinion, surely the security services could have done better than that. It is tempting to think that they didn’t need to because we were doing it, but people were trying to kill us, so leaving a group of service users to fight international gangsters wasn’t the best idea that anyone ever had.

 

The suicide of Malcolm Caithness’s wife took place in Jan 1994. The month in which Clwyd County Council set up the Jillings Investigation and the month in which yet another service user with drug and alcohol problems and with links to Bryn Estyn, Peter Wynne, was found hanging dead in his flat in Wrexham. On 9 June 1994, Matt Arnold died of an ‘unspecified blood disease’ and on 13 June 1994, the trial of Peter Howarth and Paul Wilson on sexual abuse charges begun. So Howarth and Wilson must have been charged before Malcolm Caithness’s wife was found dead.

Up in north Wales, Dafydd et al continued to do all they could to have me banged up. Previous blog posts have detailed the constant accusations and arrests, the perjury, the planting of evidence to demonstrate that I had committed crimes that no-one even told me that I was alleged to have committed, but which were nonetheless all being diligently recorded in writing and sent to the MDU lawyers.

I can find only scant information about the death of Lady Diana Caroline Coke. Everybody was gobsmacked when she died but I can find no details of how she killed herself. She had red hair and clear skin and liked riding horses and driving at high speed and that is about all that has been written about her.

Malcolm Ian Sinclair, 20th Earl of Caithness is a Conservative member of the Lords, one of the remaining hereditary peers. He is also 20th Lord Berriedale, 15th Baronet Sinclair, of Canisbay, Co. Caithness, Nova Scotia and Chief of Clan Sinclair. He is the Chief Executive of the Clan Sinclair Trust.

Sinclair was educated at Blairmore School, Aberdeenshire (then Marlborough College) and the Royal Agricultural College, Cirencester.

Malcolm Sinclair served as a House of Lords Gov’t Whip under Thatch, 1984-85. He then moved to the Dept of Transport as a junior Minister, serving until 1986, when he became Minister of State at the Home Office which was mired in corruption under Home Secretary Douglas Hurd (see posts ‘Security, Security’ and ‘Additional Security’). Dafydd and the gang in north Wales did what they wanted, kids in care and service users who had been fitted up for crimes were being sent to the bear pit which was Ashworth Hospital and were regularly being found dead in Risley Remand Centre, unless they were imprisoned in the dungeon at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh.

It was in April 1986 that my housemate Anne was killed. Anne had witnessed what happened to me at the hands of the Top Docs and I have been told that she was killed by the paedophiles’ friends. Anne died in a car crash on a lane in Shropshire as she drove to a friend’s wedding. Our friend Geoff was a passenger in the car and was left severely brain damaged. I have recently been given accounts of conversations that were held in our house in Llandegfan in the days before Anne died and the names of friends who visited us and stayed over. We were not aware that anyone was listening to or watching us.

Douglas Hurd had links with the security services.

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In 1988, Malcolm Sinclair was appointed Minister of State at the Department of Environment and in 1989, he became Paymaster General. In 1990, Sinclair was appointed Minister of State at the Foreign Office and then, in 1992, back to the Dept of Transport.

Sinclair married Diana Caroline Coke in 1975.

With the passage of the House of the Lords Act 1999, Sinclair, along with most other hereditary peers, lost his automatic right to sit in the House of Lords. However, under Blair’s fudge, Sinclair was elected as one of the 90 representative peers designed under the provisions of the Act to remain in the House of Lords. I haven’t had time to look at the backgrounds of all 90 hereditary peers who remained in the Lords, but of the ones that I have researched, every one of them had inside information about the Westminster Paedophile Ring. In domains other than the Lords, Blair systematically promoted people who had concealed the Westminster Paedophile Ring to high office. Sinclair has since blocked further reform of the Lords, tabling ‘wrecking’ amendments to a draft Bill to abolish by-elections for hereditary peers, proposed by Lord Grocott in 2018. Bruce Grocott is a mate of Blair’s who was given a peerage after loyally keeping quiet about organised abuse and the associated crime (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part II’).

In Jan 1994, Sinclair resigned from his post at the Ministry of Transport following the suicide of Diana. In 2004, he married Leila C. Jenkins in Rosslyn Chapel, whom he’d met at Ascot. Sinclair filed for divorce a year later.

Sinclair’s children are Lady Iona Alexandra Sinclair (b. 1978) and Alexander James Richard Sinclair, Lord Berriedale (b. 1981).

 

Here’s Malcolm Sinclair looking rough in his official portrait:

 

 

I have blogged about the very close relationship between those up to their eyes in research fraud and wrongdoing in the London medical schools and Big Pharma. The representatives of Big Pharma used to prostrate themselves before the shysters of Hammersmith, St George’s etc. Furthermore Big Pharma used to like employing attractive young women with PhDs as reps, because they were called Dr so sounded credible but as one member of staff at St George’s observed bitterly, ‘they’re just tarts to slut around old doctors’. He couldn’t have landed such a job himself, not just because he didn’t have a PhD but because he was male, enormous and in his late 40s. However there was more than a bit of truth in what he said. Another man who finished his PhD in biochemistry told me that he wouldn’t be working for a drug company because ‘I’ll spend all my time licking doctors arses and I’m not doing that’.

‘Your life in their hands! Ah, the doctors they were wonderful. You can’t complain can you.’ You bet you can’t, if you do you’ll never work again and you’ll die from a treatable condition.

When I was at Hammersmith/RPMS, at one drug company fest Professor Sir Nicholas Wright didn’t bother to listen to any of the presentations or read any of the literature, he just turned up, had a really good lunch and buggered off again. People banged on about how outrageously rude Wright was and how he only turned up for the lunch, which was ironic because it was the only reason why they went. A drug company would never turn up without a supply of wine and grub because no-one would ever turn up.

There was only one person who was genuinely interested in the drug companies on the occasion on which Nick Wright had a good lunch and that was one of the postgrads who was looking for a job. She was desperate not to work in a medical school again – she was a mature student who had spent a few years in medical research, as had her husband – because she said that the wrongdoing was so great that she could no longer stomach it.  She did bag a job, on the basis of the toadying towards Hammersmith Hospital/RPMS on the part of Big Pharma that day. This person went to work for a company called the Sera Lab. I can’t find any trace of them but I haven’t had time to really dig yet. The Sera Lab have obviously metamorphosed into a different company, but those who toadied in 1987 will be in the system somewhere. The person who bagged the job with them had so much dirt on the London medical schools that if she wrote a blog like this, UK medicine would implode. Which might well have been why the Sera Lab snapped her up.

This man was the most high profile Top Doc at Hammersmith Hospital at the time:

 

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Dr Bob became Lord Bob in 1995. The year that Malcolm Pearce was struck off and that Geoffrey Chamberlain – who was a mate of Lord Bob’s – got away scot free. 1995 was the year in which Peter Morrison and Bing Spear, the corrupt Home Office mandarin who served Dafydd so well (see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’), were found dead within days of each other. The year in which Dafydd ‘retired’ (but didn’t), the year in which the North Wales Hospital ‘closed down’ (but didn’t). In 1995 Nicola Davies QC – now Dame Nicola –  after reviewing the police paperwork relating to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal (all of which from 1989 onward was missing) decided that a Public Inquiry would not be in the public interest. However, just to be on the safe side, Sir Ronnie Waterhouse altered his retirement plans, which meant that he could conduct a ‘farewell tour’ of his colleagues the paedophiles’ friends in 1995, without having to worry that one year later William Hague would tell Ronnie that he would be conducting a Public Inquiry into their wrongdoing.

Lord Bob had dabbled a little bit in TV before 1995, but gosh the BBC really embraced Lord Bob after that.

 

Yet another person who knew about the wrongdoing at St George’s Hospital Medical School is Professor John Dormandy. John Dormandy is a vascular surgeon who specialises in the treatment of patients with vascular claudication and he has been working in this area for years. He worked at the old St James’s Hospital in Balham before St James’s was closed and everyone was transferred to St George’s. They didn’t want to merge with St George’s and assured everyone that patients would die if the closure of St James’s went ahead.

John Dormandy has a substantial private practice and used to use some of the profits from it to pay a researcher. I know this because he interviewed me for a job in early 1988 and told me during the interview that the job was pretty much mine if I wanted it and that he would ring me the following day to confirm etc. I never heard from him again. I have been told recently that a little bird from north Wales got wind of what was happening and whispered sweet somethings into Dormandy’s ear.

Dormandy told me during the interview that the cause of the vascular disease in virtually all of his patients was smoking. So imagine my surprise when in 2006 John Dormandy appeared in the ‘Daily Mail’ robustly defending patients right to smoke and angrily denouncing the denial of any treatments to heavy smokers. Dormandy argued from an ‘I’m defending patients who cannot quit’ point of view. Dormandy didn’t mention that for some conditions, smoking is such a key factor that the treatment won’t actually work if they don’t stop smoking. So there is no point in giving it, even if you are totally sympathetic to the patient’s plight. Dormandy said something else to the ‘Daily Mail’ that I suspect may not be true. He claimed to be a very heavy smoker himself and so hopelessly addicted that he was unable to give up.

Top Doctors are frequently very heavy drinkers and quite a few of them enjoy drugs as well, but they are not often smokers. Angels are smokers, they puff away like there is no tomorrow – ‘it’s the stress’ – but Top Docs were part of that cohort of professional people who abandoned the cancer sticks in the 1960s when Richard Doll’s work linking lung cancer with fags became accepted by nearly everyone. Furthermore if Dormandy was on 60 No 6 or Woodbines a day, he wouldn’t get much operating done. Top Docs do all sorts of things in operating theatres, but they don’t light up lest there’s an explosion.

Dormandy has made a great deal of money out of his patients who are in agony and can barely walk. When the world gives up smoking, Dormandy’s income will be cut off. Further observation: when Dormandy interviewed me, John Moore was Secretary of State for the DHSS, who was one of those who ignored warnings that children in north Wales were being abused. Moore lived in Wimbledon, where many of the Top Docs of St George’s lived. Six months after Dormandy interviewed me, Ken Clarke became Health Secretary and embarked on a high profile battle with the BMA, in which Dafydd et al were used as bullets by both sides. Ken Clarke had previously been a Minister in Health and it was probably known that he would shortly be appointed Secretary of State. Ken Clarke is famously pro-smoking and has worked as a consultant for many of the world’s tobacco companies.

After Princess Margaret died there was a spoof letter into Viz magazine’s ‘Letterbocks’ column saying that it wasn’t true that no-one was affected by Princess Margaret’s death, because ‘I own the tobaccanists and off-licence at the end of her street and I’m finished’. Likewise if people stopped smoking, Dormandy and Ken Clarke would be finished.

Googling John Dormandy brings up adverts for his practice at Parkside Hospital, Wimbledon. Parkside is a private hospital. John Moore was a patient there when he became ill during his time as Secretary of State for the DHSS. He certainly wasn’t going to risk his neck at St George’s.

 

 

I need to return to those who love Wales and its language yet again here, because since I began this post, yesterday morning on Radio 4 one of north Wales’s finest adverts popped up as the special guest on a Saturday morning programme – Sir Bryn Terfel.

Sir Bryn did absolutely everything required of a north Wales celeb when paedophiles in distress have sent out a Mayday call. He reminded everyone that he was a farmer’s son from north Wales who as a lad sung along to opera in the cab of his dad’s tractor, he stressed that Welsh was his first language and that it was central to his identity and he chatted about how he travelled the world for weeks at a time, but his heart was in the mountains. The metropolitan dipsticks of Radio 4 kept asking Bryn how ever a sheep-shagger from north Wales became a world leading opera singer, because surely there are no suitable singing teachers in north Wales.

This might surprise Radio 4, but one thing that there is in north Wales is a great many people who really like singing, who are very good at it and who are very keen to teach young people if they show an interest in singing themselves. There are also things called Eisteddfodau – which are centred around competitions, including singing competitions. Some kids absolutely hate Eisteddfodau, but others love them and get very used to singing in front of an audience at a young age. Numerous people have told me that their participation in Eisteddfodau set them up very well for performing, public speaking etc. If you want to learn to sing when you’re young, you’re probably just as well positioned in north Wales as you are in Hampstead.

Bryn is the son of a farmer – I lived in Pant Glas, just down the lane from where he grew up, for a while – and he can be spotted in Gwynedd, in Morrison’s, out and about etc. He lived at Bontnewydd near Caernarfon for a long while, but I don’t know whether he remained there after he split up from his wife. Bryn married a girl from north Wales, whom I think he went to school with. There was much nastiness in the ‘Daily Mail’ when they split up, because it transpired that Bryn’s wife had begun a relationship with a young man from Caernarfon who was on benefits and had the temerity to live in a council house. There had been some sort of scene in Cofi Roc, a rather mediocre nightclub in Caernarfon and I think that an onlooker got thumped. It certainly didn’t come up to the Daily Mail’s idea of a celebrity divorce.

Bryn moved from north Wales to London in 1984 to study at the Guildhall School of Music. It was in the 1990s that he became very well-known. In 1991 he made his debut with the Welsh National Opera and the English National Opera. In  1992, Bryn sung for the first time at the Royal Opera House in Covent Garden. In the following years he went global.

In 1996, Bryn expanded his repertoire to include Stravinsky, singing Nick Shadow in ‘The Rake’s Progress’ at the Welsh National Opera. This performance, along with another, won him the Royal Philharmonic Society Award for the singer of the year.

Bryn is a member of the Gorsedd of the Bards.

I have no idea whether Bryn is a Rake who has made progress, I don’t know him. But a great many other Rakes in north Wales have progressed.

Bryn is now in a relationship with harpist Hannah Stone and they have a little girl. Hannah Stone grew up on the Mumbles, near Swansea. She attended Welsh medium schools in west Wales and then went to the Guildhall School of Music and Drama and then to the Royal Welsh College of Music and Drama.

When Hannah was 15, she played for Lilibet on Her Majesty’s Jubilee Tour of Wales in 2002 and has played for the Royal Family on several other occasions. She studied under the guidance of Meinir Heulyn, Head of Harp at the RWCMD before moving to London. During this time Hannah was a prize-winner at National Competitions including the Urdd Eisteddford and the International Eisteddford at Llangollen. Sir Ronnie Waterhouse was involved with the International Eisteddfod and was President for some years.

Hannah Stone knows Elinor Bennett, the harpist wife of Dafydd Wigley. Dafydd Wigley knew nothing about the paedophile gang being co-ordinated by Lucille Hughes in her office, which was just around the corner from his office in Caernarfon and just to be on the safe side, Wigley didn’t know what a paedophile was anyway (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’).

In June 2011, Hannah Stone was appointed the Official Harpist to Carlo, a position previously occupied by the Wigley’s daughter-in-law, Catrin Finch.

Hannah Stone performed at the NATO Conference Dinner at Cardiff Castle in 2014 to delegates including US President Barack Obama, German Chancellor Angela Merkel and UK Prime Minister David Cameron.

Yma O Hyd!

 

Bryn sung a song for the Radio 4 audience. It was ‘My Little Welsh Home’. I had one of those in Llanllechid. The paedophiles’ friends tried to set fire to it. Twice.

 

Look out for the forthcoming recordings from the Assorted Paedophiles’ Friends:

‘We didn’t know’ – ‘Ni wyddom ni’

‘It’s all lies’ – ‘Mae i gyd yn gorweddd’

‘What, us?’ – ‘Beth, ni?’

‘Nothing to do with us, we just work here’ – ‘Dim byd i’w wneud gyda mi, fi jyst yn gwaithio yma’

‘I was just doing my job’ – ‘Roeddwn i ddim ond yn gwneud fy ngwaith’

‘Get the Welsh cakes out, S4C are coming over’ – ‘Cael y cacennau Cymreig allan, mae