Dr Adrianne Reveley – A Loving Tribute

In the comments following my post ‘Come, Friendly Bombs’, I provided a brief outline of a meeting that Brown and I had with Dr Adrianne Reveley, in Harley Street in approx 2011.

This was the short overview that I provided in the comment:

At one point, the lawyer who disappeared from my lawyer’s firm after I was threatened at gunpoint asked me to go for a independent psychiatric assessment. It was at the request of the Welsh Gov’t legal services after we raised the possibility of me suing the North West Wales NHS Trust when no one would meet us or settle, despite admissions of ‘serious failures’, ‘complete failure to provide care’ and ‘mistakes were made’.

The independent opinion was their choice of Top Doc, a Harley Street doc called Adrianne Reveley.

I took Brown with me. We sat in the Harley Street waiting room, after seeing those Low Paid Top Docs from Tommy’s driving along in their Rollers – yes there was a Rolls Royce parked outside of the building in which we were waiting. We were about the only Brits in there, everyone else looked as though they were from Middle Eastern states.

Then Reveley appeared. Saccharine smile, studiously soft ‘I’m a sensitive woman’ voice and in we went. Oh hilarious. I tried to tell her about the murder threats and the cars running me off the road. Adrianne raised an eyebrow and asked in her very soft sensitive voice if I really did think that these things had happened. Brown explained that he had been in the car on one of the occasions and yes, someone really had tried to run us off the Caernarfon bypass at 60 mph. Brown gave a full description of the incident and the car that had tried to kill us.

Adrianne then gave me a sensitive look and said that she’d like to ask me some questions that I might prefer to answer alone. I told her that Brown could hear anything she had to say, I had no secrets from Brown. Adrianne tried again.

‘It could be very very painful for you.’
‘It’s OK Adrianne, Brown can stay.’
‘But I want to ask you very very sensitive things, you really might prefer it if Professor Brown were to leave the room.’

Brown, ever the gentlemen, said ‘ooh it’s OK, I’ll go outside if you want me to.’

So I said to Brown ‘no Brown, you stay’. And I said to Adrianne, ‘Professor Brown stays. Professor Brown stays with me under all circumstances, throughout this whole interview.’

Sensitive Adrianne winced. She didn’t ask me any very very painful sensitive questions at all. She asked us what our next book was going to be about. And we told her. The NHS and the discourse of personal responsibility under neoliberalism of course…

The Assessment ended.

I have no idea what Adrianne said in her Report, but I can probably guess.

Everything fell apart when I was threatened with a gun and my lawyer scarpered.

Just to make it clear Adrianne, Brown was my bodyguard. Because when I was young and asked to go and see Top Doctors alone, I was sexually propositioned. On more than two occasions. When I complained I was called mad or a liar. Then I was threatened if I went in by myself. Or lies were told about what had happened during the consultation. I have been violently assaulted by Angels on more than four occasions and I know other patients, friends of mine, who have been violently or sexually assaulted by Angels and Docs.

So Brown was my bodyguard. Nothing is too painful or sensitive for his Male Ears to cope with, not even a silly patronising ruthless Lady Doctor simpering away in Harley Street. If I had ever taken part in the drug fuelled orgies that Dafydd et al recorded so diligently, I’d be quite happy to discuss them in front of Brown as well. In fact from what I’ve heard about myself, I think that Brown was at the said orgies as well, so obviously there wouldn’t be a problem discussing them, Brown could recall which one of us had had sex with the other 34 people and in what order, he’s got a good memory.

When I googled Adrianne the Sensitive Lady Doctor some time ago I could only find two references to cases in which she’d been involved. Adrianne had given evidence on behalf of the Great Ormond Street Hospital Top Doctor who had managed to miss Baby P’s broken back before Baby P died. Now I was told by an insider that the reason why that Top Doc missed Baby P’s broken back was that she never examined him…

Adrianne had also given evidence in support of a Top Doctor who was due to face a GMC fitness to practice hearing. Adrianne confirmed that he had such a phobia of appearing before the GMC that he should not be required to because of the danger to his mental health. The Top Doc was told that he would not have to face a GMC hearing. I expect that he cried when he told Adrianne about his phobia, it must have been so very painful for him.

Adrianne told Brown and I that when she was a consultant psychiatrist, Ben Goldacre was her junior Doc. Ben Goldacre is of course the psychiatrist who has made a name for himself exposing bad science and he’s done that very well. Ben has exposed much quackery. But the organised sexual abuse that psychiatry is colluding with on a massive scale? Ben hasn’t said a thing. Although he most certainly knows all about it.

I expect that it was all so painful that Ben couldn’t bear to discuss it, not even with Adrianne and her sensitive voice and Lady Doctor’s manner. Let alone write a book about it or publish an article in ‘The Guardian’. Of course if there was an attempt to murder Ben in the wake of him exposing what is going on, Adrianne will go all sensitive, ask him if he’s sure and then try and get the only other witness out of the room.’

 

Since I wrote those comments yesterday, a helpful person has sent me a you tube clip of Adrianne talking about the lovely time that she had when she was a pupil at Bedales School, 1961-66 – she was Adrienne Moore then – as well as a copy of the BEDALES ASSOCIATION & OLD BEDALIAN
NEWSLETTER 2018

https://www.bedales.org.uk/sites/default/files/OB%20Newsletter%202018%20print.pdf

What a mine of information that Newsletter is. Sadly Adrianne won’t be able to read the comments on this blog about her because mercifully she died in May last year. With Adrianne being so highly regarded and a full-on member of the Old Bedalians various associations, the Newsletter provides a touching obituary for Adrianne. It certainly illuminates the encounter that Brown and I had with her and it might explain why I was confronted with a gun after I met Adrianne:

Unusually for a Bedalian, Adrianne’s roots were in a Derbyshire
coal-mining village,

There was a long-standing abuse ring in Derbyshire which had linked up with Dafydd’s gang in north Wales by the early 1970s. John Jillings, who led the Jillings Investigation, was the former Director of Social Services for Derbyshire. When Jillings reported in 1996, he admitted that the abuse of children in care in Clwyd since 1974 had been serious, extensive, inexcusable and that organised abuse had probably been in existence in north Wales at least as long ago as the 1940s or 50s. Jillings refused to say whether he believed that a paedophile ring with links to locations outside of north Wales was in operation. The Jillings Report was made available to no-one but Clwyd County Council’s insurers and their legal advisers, as a result of the legal advice provided to the Council’s insurers, Municipal Mutual, who also insured the North Wales Police. The man who provided that legal advice was Michael Beloff QC, a colleague of Cherie Booth and a friend of Cherie’s and Miranda’s. See post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake…’

Other links to Derbyshire that I have discussed in this blog include the 1989 death of the actor Kevin Lloyd (Tosh Lines in ‘The Bill’) as a result of neglect and indifference when Kevin was a patient in a clinic for alcoholism and the suspicious death of his brother Terry, an ITN journo reporting from Iraq in 2003. Both the Lloyds grew up in Derbyshire and had knowledge of the abuse ring. The Lloyds’ father had grown up in north Wales, joined the police force and relocated to serve in the police force in Derbyshire. He had died himself when his sons were quite young in a suspicious road accident. See post ‘That’s Entertainment’.

Edwina Currie, the Tory MP for South Derbyshire, 1983-97, was a DoH Minister when organised abuse and criminality in the NHS and mental health services in north Wales and elsewhere was facilitated by Civil Service mandarins and concealed at the highest levels of Gov’t, as well as when Jimmy Savile was appointed the general manager of Broadmoor Hospital. See posts ‘Socio-Political Context Of The North Wales Mental Health Services In The 1980s’, ‘A Pretty Classy Piece Of Operation’ and ‘Rejoice!’. Edwina’s published Diaries include entries in which she notes that it is well-known that Sir Peter Morrison is a ‘noted pederast’ and that her and Theresa Gorman had a discussion on one occasion in the early 1990s which led to Edwina feeling ‘frightened’ at what might be done to conceal a major scandal in the Tory Party which Tories fear may explode imminently. See previous posts.

Edwina grew up in a Jewish family in Liverpool, part of Dafydd’s empire.

Some staff who abused children in north Wales had previously worked with children in Derbyshire.

 

from where her father rose to become a leading
pathologist. Her future medical career had family foundations.

Adrianne’s dad was a Top Doctor who would have known what was happening in Derbyshire and any links with other regions.

He was sufficiently successful to be able to send his daughter to Bedales in 1961 aged 13 years.

A Top Doctor earning a lot of money then, not just a bog standard Top Doc. Bedales did not and does not come cheap. We could ask how Dr Moore earned so much and why he chose Bedales for his daughter. Bedales had a reputation for being a school for posh, rich, slightly bohemian people. It wasn’t actually radical like Summerfield or Dartington Hall, but it was popular with luvvies, arty and literary folk and privileged people who liked to think that they were a bit edgy. Ma’am Darling and Lord Snowdon sent both of their children to Bedales. Ma’am Darling was a patient of Top Doctors Ann and Peter Dally, who throughout the 1970s, 80s and for a few years after that were selling class A drugs to any patient with enough money to pay and concealing crime with helpful Court reports. Ann Dally was assisted in flogging drugs by the corrupt Home Office mandarin Bing Spear, who provided the same service for Dafydd. See post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’. Bing and Peter Morrison both died in July 1995, four days apart. Lord Snowdon was from a Welsh family with a well-known lawyer, Top Doctor and an educationalist in it who visited the family seat near Caernarfon. Snowdon was bisexual and used rent boys. In old age Snowdon had a relationship with Marjorie Wallace, a Sunday Times journo who provided an umbrella for Dafydd et al when they were in greatest need, after I wrote to Marj telling her what Dafydd and the gang were doing. See post ‘One Dangerous Fucker’.

 

Over the next five years she enjoyed herself to such an extent that she formed a lifelong attachment to the school.

Some former pupils of Bedales have spoken of having a great time there. Others have alleged that behind the image of a liberal ‘permissive’ boarding school was a serious problem of sexualised bullying, with assaults and even rapes common and the teachers being fully aware of this but ignoring it. Sexualised bullying in schools is endemic, particularly in boarding schools and it was taking place in the comprehensive school that I attended in Bridgwater. But the people that I went to school with were not the children of the Royal Family and very few of them ended up in positions as adults where they could conceal links to a VIP sex abuse ring. I have blogged about the information that I’ve been given stating that there was a ring in Somerset targeting kids in Bridgwater, but we were just fodder, most of us we weren’t seen as kids who would be able to facilitate or conceal that ring when we were adults. Unless, like Brown and me and just a few of our former classmates, we had relatives involved in politics and we somehow got to university. Bedales however educated huge numbers of future artists, journos, luvvies, musicians, lawyers, Top Docs, politicians…

 

Whatever else she did there, it is worth noting that it was where she first fleetingly met Terence O’Sullivan, whom she was to marry some 30 years later, when he visited as part of a Winchester College athletics team.

I don’t know which Terence O’ Sullivan Adrianne met and later married, but like Bedales, Winchester College is an expensive public school in Hampshire. Winchester is more staid than Bedales and it has educated loads and loads of members of the ‘establishment’; senior officers in the Forces, churchmen, peers, judges, politicians, barristers, scientists, Top Doctors and in more recent years journos, film directors, media executives etc. When I quickly scanned the list of notable old Wykehamists, I recognised many names as being of those whom I know concealed the Westminster Paedophile Ring as well as the criminality of Dafydd and the gang and I have blogged about many of them. Whereas a good proportion of Bedales former pupils turn up in leftie circles, Old Wykehamists are less likely to do so. Jeremy Corbyn’s right hand man Seumas Milne is an old Wykehamist who has been subjected to much derision for being an old Trot.

 Winchester College takes sport seriously and as well as the usual games that are played at posh boys’ schools, at Winchester Rackets is also played. Should the same person be Captain of Lord’s and Captain of Rackets, he is known as “Lord of Lords and Prince of Princes”, in allusion to Prince’s Club in London. The “Winchester Ice Club” was formed in 1904 by R.L.G. Irving; amongst its first members was George Mallory, who died on Everest in June 1924.

Some members of the 1924 British Mount Everest expedition; Mallory is highlighted
 George Mallory was born and grew up in Cheshire, although he went to school in Eastbourne and then to Winchester College. Mallory’s father was a clergyman from Cheshire and his mother was from Derbyshire. Mallory went to Magdalene College, Cambridge. There he became good friends with future members of the Bloomsbury Set, including Rupert Brooke, John Maynard Keynes, James Strachey and Lytton Strachey. Sir Clough Williams-Ellis who owned the Brondanw estate at Llanfrothen/Croesor married Amabel Strachey and throughout the middle years of the 20th century, friends and relations of the Bloomsbury Set stayed in cottages on the Brondanw estate, often for lengthy periods or had second homes there. The locals in the area were suffering badly at the hands of Dafydd’s gang and before Dafydd, Gwynne the lobotomist’s gang. See eg. post ‘The Village’. The Welsh Bloomsbury Set knew what Dafydd and Gwynne were up to but weren’t usually on the receiving end. In fact Bertrand Russell found unscrupulous Top Doctors most helpful when dealing with all those mad relatives that he was saddled with who kept claiming that he was shagging their wives or molesting them. See previous posts eg. ‘So Who Was Angry About What?’
Sir Charles Evans, the Principal of UCNW, 1958-84, when Dafydd and the gwerin were using the institution to run a trafficking ring, was a member of the first successful Everest team in 1953. Evans was also a Top Doctor who had worked on Merseyside. Although Mallory pre-dated Evans, Evans was mates with a whole network of climbers – many of whom were also Top Doctors (see post ‘Meet The Gwerin!’) and could trace his climbing and mentoring pedigree back to Mallory.
There were a number of climbers in north Wales who colluded with Dafydd’s gang and one female mental health patient who was sexually exploited and scandalously neglected by first the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and then the Hergest Unit – she was destitute the last time that I saw her in 2011 – was a close relative of a very well-known mountaineer. Everyone knew who her family were but she had been dumped with Dafydd and forgotten about while the UK media produced flattering features about her famous relative.
Lords of the Rackets Ancient and Modern:

 

George Mallory
George Mallory 1915.jpg
The Lord Howe of Aberavon
Lord Geoffrey Howe (cropped).jpg

 

The motto of Winchester College – and New College, Oxford, that production line for members of the security services – is ‘Manners makyth man’. Don’t worry about the serious organised crime Lord Geoffrey, just remember to pass the port in the correct direction. Geoffrey and his Lady wife Elspeth were close lifelong friends of Sir Ronnie and Lady Waterhouse.

A 1579 wall-painting of The Trusty Servant by the poet John Hoskins hangs outside of the college kitchen at Winchester. It depicts a mythical creature with the body of a man, the head of a pig, its snout closed with a padlock, the ears of a donkey, the feet of a stag and holding working tools in his left hand. It is accompanied by allegorical verses on the virtues that pupils of the college were supposed to have. The college arms are shown in the background.

“The Trusty Servant” is also the name of a magazine published for Old Wykehamists.

The Trusty Servant: 19th-century print

 

Discovering that one of Dafydd’s gang’s principal umbrellas had such close links to Hampshire has reminded me of a conversation that I had with Dr D.G.E. Wood in the 1980s, when he was doing all that he could to shaft Brown and me but before we had realised that. Wood casually remarked one day that he had noticed from an ancient note on my medical records that for a while when I was little I lived in Overton and he was wondering if that was Overton-on-Dee because that was his favourite village. I had no idea that Info Was Being Gathered so I explained that no, it was Overton in Hampshire. I have blogged previously about me living near Lord Denning, Overton’s most famous resident – Lord Denning came from Hampshire and lived at Overton for decades – but I didn’t mention to Wood that I lived near Lord Denning and that I used to play with his dog etc. Wood never returned to the subject again and until now I presumed that the past proximity of people related to me to Lord Denning would have been the reason for Wood’s enquiries about Overton. However I wonder if he was thinking Bedales and Winchester as well? Dafydd and the gang drummed up support from all corners of the globe to silence Brown and me, I’m sure that the Paedophile Gang In Distress signal was sent out to Bedales and Winchester too.

Winchester College has educated a very great many people who later achieved influence and fame in a variety of fields, quite a few of whom have featured on this blog previously. Old Boys include:

Christopher Miles, film director

Richard Williamson, controversial bishop

Christopher Miles, film director

Anthony Gifford, 6th Baron Gifford, barrister

Richard Stagg, ambassador

Joss Whedon, film director

After Bedales, she studied medicine at Trinity College, Dublin, which was in
many ways returning home, because her family had moved to Ireland when
she was very young. Here again she chanced to meet the inadvertently
persistent Mr O’Sullivan, who, not surprisingly, had Irish connections.

The late Professor Fergus Lowe, who built his empire at Bangor University entirely on his knowledge of the crimes of Dafydd’s gang and the many who colluded with Dafydd et al, was a graduate of Trinity College Dublin. Fungus arrived at the Dept of Psychology at UCNW at the end of the 1960s to do his PhD. In later life Fungus enjoyed telling people that when he graduated he wanted to either be a film director or a psychologist and the pull of psychology won. See previous posts. I do not believe that Fungus turned down a future career as Stephen Spielberg to do a PhD in a semi-derelict building in Bangor with four or five clueless idiots – which was what the Dept of Psychology in Bangor was before Fungus overthrew Dafydd years later and took over – working under Dafydd’s wing while they built up a people trafficking business. John Allen and Dafydd began investing in children’s homes in north Wales in 1968 and business soon boomed because their mates eg. John Tilley had been preparing the ground since the mid-1960s (see post ‘Lord Snooty The Third’). Fungus either knew that Dafydd et al had a Cunning Plan and Fungus came over to join them or Fungus was so hopeless academically that he had to doss down with Dafydd et al for postgrad work.

Another key figure in facilitating the Wales arm of the Westminster Paedophile Ring was Dr Brian Gibbons, Labour AM for Aberavon, 1999-2011 and Health Minister in the Welsh Gov’t, 2005-07. Gibbons was born in Dublin and trained at NUI Galway. He relocated from Ireland to Calderdale in Yorkshire – the site of the ring with which Jimmy Savile was involved which had links to Dafydd et al – to train as a GP in 1976 and arrived in south Wales as a GP in the mid-1980s, at one point sharing a practice with Dr Julian Tudor Hart. See previous posts eg.’In Memoriam – Dr Julian Tudor Hart’ and ‘The Wind Of No Change’.

Gibbons’s father, Dr Hugh Gibbons, practised as a Top Doctor in Ireland and served as the Fianna Fail TD for Roscommon/south Leitrim, 1965-77. Hugh Gibbons studied medicine at University College, Galway. He moved to Keadue in North Roscommon in the mid 1940s. Gibbons’ wife Josephine (nee Lee) from Cootehall died shortly after his retirement in the late 1980s. Gibbons ‘loved the Keadue, Arigna and Ballyfarnon area’ and his Top Doctoring ‘brought him into close contact with the people of the area’. Gibbons was a local community activist in the Keadue area. He was an enthusiastic footballer when young and played for County Roscommon in the 1940s.

In addition to Brian the People Trafficker, Hugh Gibbons had three other sons, Luke, Conal and Hugh, as well as daughters JoAnn and Berna. Luke Gibbons is Professor of Irish Studies at Notre Dame University, Indiana, USA; Conal Gibbons is a District Court Judge in Ireland and Hugh Gibbons is a lecturer in Computer Science at Trinity College, Dublin. JoAnn is a Psychologist at Rutgers University in New Jersey, USA and Berna is a solicitor with Kevin Kilrane Solicitors in Mohill.

Do Brian the People Trafficker’s siblings know what he has been part of?

 

Taoiseach Bertie Ahern has described the late Dr Hugh Gibbons as one of ‘Roscommon’s favourite sons‘. Ahern led the tributes when Hugh Gibbons died in Nov 2007, describing Gibbons as ‘one of Roscommon’s favourite sons’ who ‘in community life, in politics and in his profession…made a sizeable difference. He will be long remembered in his native county for the positive and generous role he played in its development’. The Taoiseach added that ‘Dr Gibbons was born in Strokestown in the seminal year of 1916 and as a young man he distinguished himself as both a sportsman and a scholar. As a community doctor and District Medical Officer in the Boyle area, Hugh was hardworking and a strong advocate of improved medical facilities. In this role, he helped countless families across Roscommon. Hugh will, of course, always be a hero to all football supporters. He won back-to-back All-Ireland medals in 1943 and 1944. That side contained some of the true greats of Gaelic Games – players of the of Jimmy Murray, Donal Keenan, Owensie Hoare…,” The Taoiseach went on to say that ‘in the 1960s, Dr Gibbons brought to politics the same qualities of loyalty, enthusiasm and dedication that he had previously shown as a doctor and as a footballer. ”

Hugh Gibbons stood for Fianna Fail in a by-election in 1964 and while he was not successful on that occasion, he established a solid base for the next General Election. In 1965, Hugh was elected to the Dail alongside his party colleague, Brian Lenihan. Hugh Gibbons retired at the dissolution of the Dáil in 1977. 

Another obituary stated: ‘The late Dr. Hugh Gibbons contribution to the GAA community and in particular to St. Ronan’s GAA community and in particular to St. Ronan’s GAA Club has been described as “immense” by the club’s Chairman. Mr Sean Martin, who took over from Dr. Gibbons as St. Ronan’s chairman in 1997, said that he had been “a pillar” in the local community. Dr. Gibbons co-founded St. Ronan’s GAA Club with Paddy Guihen from Arigna in the mid-fifties. Both men are the clubs’ joint-presidents. “He (Dr. Gibbons) was hugely devoted to the club’s underage structure. A lot of changes occurred during his time as chairman. I remember him in Ballyfarnon on cold Saturday mornings in his overcoat looking at various players. He was a great help to mentors and he was also a great man to go to games,” said Mr Martin. Dr Gibbons’s interest in younger players made him an inspirational figure within St. Ronan’s. In 2003 the club presented him with its inaugural Hall of Fame award to honour his dedication to the club’s cause. “He has been the backbone of the club for so long. He always followed the progress of our younger players and nothing would give him greater pleasure than seeing a St. Ronan’s player make any Roscommon team,” pointed out Mr Martin. The current chairman also praised Dr Gibbons’s ability to look after injured players at matches.” It didn’t matter where the player was from. If a player picked up a serious injury and Dr. Gibbons was present, he would always administer medical attention. All the hospital reports would later point our that the medical attention from Dr Gibbons at the scene was second to none,” he added.

Ah Brian the People Trafficker’s dad he was wonderful!

On the GAA front he won two All Irelands with Roscommon. The Fianna Fail Deputy said that Dr Gibbons was one of Roscommons’ favourite sons and served his county as a Dáil Deputy from 1965-1977. “He was a life long member of Fianna Fail and continued actively with the party at organisations level after he retired from national politics,” said Deputy Finneran.

Dr Gibbons had a great affinity and understanding of people and he was always promoting his locality. Deputy Finneran also recalled that Dr Gibbons had spent some time as a young doctor in his home parish of Ballyforann and he was full of praise for the time and advice which Dr Gibbons had given to him over the years. Deputy Finneran also explained that he had attended Summerhill College in Sligo with one of Dr Gibbon’s sons, Luke. “Dr Gibbons was originally from the Strokestown area but also became part of the community in the Keadue, having particular interest in the village of Keadue and its environs, the O’Carolan Harp Festival and St. Ronan’s GAA Club. “

The obituaries mention Dr Hugh Gibbons’ sisters Bridget, Betty and Dympna and their husbands and children. There is a massive extended family of Brian the People Trafficker across the water which stretches as far as Rutgers University in the US.

There are records of yet further tributes paid to the People Trafficker’s dad: Strokestown area Cllr Eugene Murphy has joined in the glowing tributes paid to the late Dr. Hugh Gibbons. Cllr Murphy who is also chairman of the Fianna Fáil group of councillor’s on Roscommon County Council, said that Dr. Gibbons was “an honourable man who had his finger on the pulse of the local community”. The late Dr. Hugh Gibbons was originally from the Ballybeg area of Strokestown where the family had a public house.

They’ll have known everyone.

Cllr Murphy noted that even though Dr Gibbons had retired from national politics in 1977 and medicine in the late 1980s he still remained committed to his passions, including of course, sport. “He never gave up his involvement in the GAA, politics or his work in the community. ….He noted that he was involved in many sectors of community life in Keadue most notable the O’Carolan Harp Festival, Tidy Towns and church renovation works”.

Cllr Murphy said that Dr. Gibbons believed in total honesty and he was the most sincere and honourable man. “He was a true representative of the people, he really knew what people wanted and needed.

Brian the People Trafficker was very keen on telling people what was good for them as the genocide continued in Wales…

He was highly respected across the political divide….said Cllr Murphy.

Well his son certainly wasn’t.

Perhaps Dr Hugh was very different to his vile son Brian the People Trafficker, but if he wasn’t, Hugh Gibbons’s enthusiasm for youth football could be very worrying in the wake of the recent convictions of football coaches and associated people for abusing youngsters.

One of the nastiest most abusive members of Dafydd’s gang with whom Gibbons colluded was the Gwynedd social worker Keith Fearns. For years Fearns was manager of the Bangor Ladies Football Club, who were nearly all social work students or newly qualified social workers and Fearns and the Ladies used to go touring in improbable places such as the former Eastern Bloc.

 

Another member of Dafydd’s gang was an Irish Angel, Bridget Lloyd, who was for many years a CPN in the Arfon Community Mental Health Team which was led by Fearns. Before joining Fearns and the thugs of the Arfon Team, Bridget assisted Dafydd’s gang in illegally detaining people in the psych wards of Ysbyty Gwynedd and refusing to let them leave until they’d been left alone in a room with Dafydd. Subsequent complaints would be met with yet more threats and illegal imprisonment.

One of Bridget’s finest hours was her complaint to the North Wales Police that F had sexually threatened her, that I had joined in and that she was so frightened of bumping into me in Bangor that she carried a personal alarm with her at all times lest I ‘attack’ her and ‘her young children’ and that if I was not imprisoned for these heinous crimes, Gwynedd Community Health Trust would provide a safe house for Bridget and her family. F and I were subsequently acquitted. I now have a copy of a memo sent by Bridget to her managers at the same time as she made her complaint to the police in which she states that she wasn’t frightened of me, that she’d only met me once and that was years ago and that she didn’t think that I’d recognise her if I saw her.

Illegal imprisonment, assisting horrible old traffickers in behaving improperly towards young women whom they had abducted and perjury was not the zenith of Bridget’s career though. That surely occurred when after Bridget had spent many, many months completely neglecting one of her patients, a farmer on Anglesey who was severely clinically depressed and who constantly told his wife that he was going to kill himself, Bridget and one of her pals finally went out to the farm and removed his shotgun. The farmer’s wife found him dead a few hours later, having shot himself with his other gun, which Bridget knew that he had and had left in his possession. At least everyone presumed that he had shot himself. He was dead and there was a gun at the scene. The farmer’s wife worked at Bangor University, in the School of Education, alongside all those former north Wales teachers who knew about the paedophile ring but have spent decades pretending that they didn’t, some of whom were married to/related to/friends with those we know and love and were involved with the attempt to force me out of teaching in 2002…

Ria Stanley, a senior Angel at the Hergest Unit, was also Irish. Ria wasn’t nasty and offensive a la Bridget, but she worked with the gang and she knew what they were doing. Ria used to constantly tell me to stop saying that Dafydd was sexually abusing patients because ‘it isn’t true’. Yes it was Ria and you knew that it was.

Ah when Irish eyes are firmly in denial!!!

When Mary Wynch was unlawfully imprisoned by Dafydd in Denbigh, she remembered a Dr Kieren Lynch from Ireland. Kieran Lynch was around in north Wales for quite a while after Mary won her case but then he disappeared.

 

From Dublin, [Adrianne] moved to America to train in psychiatry,

Anyone for Prof Wilfred Abse’s US network, the Wilf of the famous Abse family of sexual abusers who were based in south Wales and part of Dafydd’s gang (see post O Jones, O Jones)?

 

before returning to begin her long career at the Maudsley Hospital.

Adrianne would therefore have joined them all at the Maudsley in the mid-late 1970s. At the time the Maudsley was full of Dafydd’s mates, some of whom were every bit as mad and abusive as Dafydd (see eg. posts ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’ and ‘The Discovery Of A Whole New Galaxy’). Dafydd’s former boss Dr Bob Hobson, who was one of those running the abuse network at the Maudsley, was at the Maudsley until 1974, when Bob relocated to Manchester and developed the abuse network there (see post ‘The Mentor). Tony Francis did a stint at the Maudsley in the mid 1970s and Professor Bob Woods also passed through the Maudsley. They both ended up as members of the gang in north Wales.

Professor Anthony Clare read medicine at University College Dublin and graduated in 1966, just before Adrianne arrived there. Clare subsequently worked at the Maudsley for many years and then with Dafydd’s other mates at Bart’s. Clare then returned to Trinity College, Dublin, subsequently worked at St Patrick’s Hospital Dublin and then at St. Edmundsbury Hospital in Lucan, County Dublin.

Anthony Clare was the go-to media tart for psychiatry throughout the 1980s and 90s and everyone thought that he was a lovely caring man. He didn’t let on that he knew about Dafydd and the gang, about the Westminster Paedophile Ring and about Jimmy Savile’s offending, even when he interviewed Edwina Currie and Jimmy Savile on ‘In The Psychiatrist’s Chair’. Clare obviously wasn’t tempted to question Savile on air about the rapes of sectioned psychiatric patients or the sexual assaults on boys at Bryn Estyn and other places yet, alone carry out a citizen’s arrest on Savile. Instead Clare let the stupid old git spout his usual drivel about being a pirate, about women giving him brain damage and about dry cleaning his dead mothers clothes so they’d be all nice for her years after her death. Clare should have given Adrianne a guest spot on Radio 4, she could have made sensitive noises at the old bastard.

Here he is, looking all sympathetic, a sort of chisel-jawed Adrienne:

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Clare suddenly stopped doing media work, just when he was having such a good time as well, in the early 1990s. He left London and returned to Ireland at about the same time. Why ever might that have been?

In Oct 2007 Anthony Clare died suddenly of a heart attack in Paris at the age of 64. Just like that.

 

Adrianne became a world-renowned researcher into schizophrenia.

So that is why the care and treatment for ‘schizophrenia’ is still so poor and the outcomes for so many people with that diagnosis so bleak. I don’t know what Adrianne was researching when she led the world, but it is acknowledged that there have been no substantial advances with regard to understanding anything about the ’causes’ of schizophrenia, even after all these years of people thrashing about in just about every trope possible. ‘Schizophrenics’ today are usually ‘treated’ in exactly the way that they were before Adrianne went to Bedales; they are given large doses of anti-psychotics, often exactly the same anti-psychotics that Gwynne the lobotomist and Dafydd gave them in 1959.

The process of the diagnosis of schizophrenia is often as flaky these days as it was before Adrianne led the world as well.

 

She was Lead Consultant within the National Psychosis Unit at the Maudsley,
where she offered a second opinion service for diagnostics, management and treatment difficulties for those with severe mental illness, including
the psychoses (eg, major depression, bipolar illness and schizophrenia).

Yes, I have read about that Unit. Part of the empire of Dafydd’s crazy Maudsley mates. The National Psychosis Unit was busy diagnosing severe mental illness in a whole variety of distressed people, including those who insisted on complaining of having been sexually abused as kids in care or within the psychiatric system. Adrianne did in that Unit exactly what she was asked to do by the Welsh Gov’t’s legal services when Brown and I popped into Harley Street to see her: she was offering second opinions on people who had complained about her colleagues, including Dafydd and the gang in north Wales.

She also ran a rehabilitation unit for patients with these disorders, and a
specialist women’s service.

The Wimmin’s Service at the Maudsley was extra-special, I have discussed it before on this blog but I didn’t realise that sensitive wincing Adrianne was in charge of it. The Wimmin’s Service was full of wimmin who had been sexually abused or exploited and one of the rehab wards is named after Jim Birley, one of the maddest and most dangerous pals of Dafydd’s from the Maudsley. Birley was linked to MIND when they were concealing Dafydd’s wrongdoing and he was a mate of Lord David Ennals, who as a Home Office and DHSS Minister and then Secretary of State for the DHSS, 1976-79, under Jim Callaghan, colluded with Dafydd’s gang. See previous posts. Jim Birley established various community services for mentally ill people in Southwark. Southwark Borough Council sent numerous kids in care to children’s homes in north Wales and continued to do so even after the most serious complaints, including that of a boy who was forced to have sex with men at gunpoint. The local Labour MP who knew about this and who was presiding over an utterly corrupt fiefdom was Lord Bob Mellish. See post ‘The Battle For The Labour Party’s Soul’.

It is always female traffickers who run services for trafficked Wimmin now, because the female traffickers Care and Wimmin prefer to talk to another woman. It’s why I was doubly weird and dangerous, because I always rated the Hergest whistleblower higher than his colleagues and he was in possession of testicles. Discussions were held about my Aggression and Hostility to Wimmin, who were Frightened Of Me. Except that they weren’t, as my documentation clearly shows, they were simply told to say that in police statements and in Court because the drunken thugs with knackers were beginning to look a little foolish with their allegations of someone with the body of a weak, feeble woman but clearly the heart and stomach of a king and of a King of England too, a really mad one at that, presenting a threat to their lives and limbs. The accounts of my Aggression and Hostility to Wimmin could be translated as ‘she is not as easily conned as the others, she knows that the Wimmin are accomplices and she’s a fucking feminist too, it’s getting very difficult’.

I expect that Adrianne had something to say about my lack of Female Bonding with her in that Report to the Welsh Gov’ts legal services. If only I had talked to Adrianne about my love of chocolate and massages and Evening Primrose Oil and how Men Don’t Understand and finding my G spot, we’d have got on splendidly. I could have asked Adrianne for her Top Tips on Boosting My Confidence when I have to talk in front of All The Men and other distressing life events which people like Lesley Griffiths had to overcome before they could become AMs and Welsh Gov’t Ministers while they ignored a vicious paedophile gang. See post ‘History Repeats Itself, First As Tragedy, Second As Farce’.

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When I used to work in the kitchen of the Snowdonia Parc pub, the landlady Julia, who was notorious for being fierce and difficult, maintained that she refused to employ male chefs because ‘all they do is scratch their balls and drink the beer’. Which I thought was quite a touching gender stereotype. I cannot imagine that Julia ever felt nervous talking in front of All The Men, which was probably why she was running a pub and not working as a Health Minister for the Welsh Gov’t.

 

Living in London again, one day she met a man walking a dog with its leg in plaster, with whom she paused to chat. Surely she realised from some distance that this was the inescapable Terence again. However, at this point, she was married to Michael Reveley and raising her family of two boys, Colin and Tom, both destined to become Bedalians.

I’m not sure to which Michael Reveley that Adrianne was married, but I think that it is the Michael Reveley who is a Prof of Psychiatry at the University of Leicester who in 2005 published a paper in the BMJ entitled ‘Randomised controlled trial of animal facilitated therapy with dolphins in the treatment of depression’, which was carried out in Honduras. I bet that Adrianne loved it, it will have surpassed Mindfulness. However, if one goes to the website ‘I Want Great Care’, one can find a detailed account written in 2016 by a patient who experienced abuse when young and who was unfortunate enough to have been treated by a Leicester Mental Health Team headed by Michael Reveley. This could have been written by a Hergest Unit patient it is so familiar:

Let me tell you about Professor Michael Reveley and the Mental Health Team within which he worked in Leicester. I suffered child abuse in the Fifties and Sixties consisting of beatings and terrorization at the hands of an extremely malicious father. By the age of sixteen I was exhausted. I couldn’t do my school work and I couldn’t work at a job. I fled the familly home and lived in god forsaken bedsitters in Bradford, friendless and penniless apart from the pittance that was Social Security at that time. When you suffer child abuse you don’t grow up to become Rudolph Valentino. Your ability to make friends and have girlfriends is all but destroyed. My life was a living hell of anxiety, depression, poverty and bad dreams. In 1994 I was living in a dilapidated bungalow in Leicester. My neighbour was aggressive and paranoid. He would make noise all the time which made life hell and would come and bang on the front door with his fist when his illness told him to. The police refused to help being themselves out of sympathy with vulnerable people. Environmental Health didn’t help me. They would turn up two hours after I called them having had to attend previous calls. They never caught the neighbour at it and then a manager got shirty with me and shouted at me in the privacy of my own property. At the same time my mother kept phoning me and giving me her take on my childhood abuse. She had always defended my father and lied for him. She would drive me mad with her take on my life and I smashed the phone a couple of times after talking to her. The anxiety and stress at that time in my life were unbearable and I contacted the Mental Health Service for help. They allocated me a psychiatric social worker. He had great difficulty understanding the hell that I was going through. Because he didn’t hear the next door neighbour, at the infrequent times that he was round my property, he concluded that there wasn’t a problem and that I was just mentally ill. The Mental Health Team back at the hospital, headed by Dr Michael Reveley decided to test out my claim that the neighbour was noisy. Somebody parked outside our properties for half an hour one day, didn’t hear anything and the team decided I was paranoid. No amount of reasoning with them could dissuade them from this nonsense. Time passed and nothing was done to help. One day when the anxiety and stress from the neighbour were greatest I broke down. I smashed my possessions including the phone, the television and the computer. The Mental Health Team then decided that I could do with a spell in hospital. I went into the Brandon Unit, Ward 37 in 1995 hoping for help and a cessation of the noise pollution and bullying I was suffering from at home. I was allocated a nurse, key worker. This woman talked nonsense about life and problems all the time. That was the first experience of life on the ward. Then I found that a large proportion of the staff on the ward, about 60% were just simply unpleasant. They had little time for your anxiety and talked rot about virtually everything. One day someone, presumably a patient, made a mess in the kitchen. I walked in there and there was milk spilled on the side with a couple of slices of bread resting in it. Someone had obviously had a hard time and just lost it. The next thing the kitchen was locked by the cleaner so that none of us could enter it. A note was put on the door saying, “Patients! Due to this kitchen being left in a disgusting state the kitchen will be locked for the next two weeks!” By what authority had the cleaner taken this action? The staff were frequently grumpy. The ward accountant used to come at certain times and do the books at a desk that was in the corridor and main entrance space. One day I sat on a chair not far from her desk and watched the people passing by in the hope of a friendly conversation. The accountant frowned at me and told me, in no uncertain terms, not to sit near her. If you tried talking to the ward staff they talked nonsense about life and problems the accent being on your always being in the wrong. Most of the time they were just out looking for trouble. The point is that everything you ever said was being judged by people who had lower IQ’s than you. At that time my mother would ring up every few days wanting to know how I was. The reader of this passage will understand why I didn’t want to be bothered by her. When people came and told me that she was on the phone I would say, “Please tell her that I don’t want to speak to her.” One day I was in the toilet. The key worker somehow knew that I was in there, I don’t know how, and came and stood outside the door telling me that my mother was on the phone. I ignored her. She kept on. She kept calling me. Soon afterwards, the Ward Manager, a new name for the Sister, came up to me and offered me a magic marker. She said I was to write on the board by the phone that if there was a call for me that it should be ignored. There was no need for this. The manager was just deliberately putting me in a spot, either I wrote the message or I would be in her bad books. I knew that if I never answered my mum’s calls she would become ill and start asking for the staff. I told the manager that I would not be doing as she asked. She looked at me with screwed up eyes and it was obvious that I had said the wrong thing. I had been put into a situation that I couldn’t win and now she had it in for me. Later I was in the office for some reason and the staff were going on at me to write the above message. I became angry at the position they were putting me in and lost my temper with them. I gave them a piece of my mind and left. Revely was a hawkish man given to shouting at patients. His thing was to think up a case against you and then confront you with it while being aggressive and raising his voice. This is not something that his colleagues would notice since the bully, like my father, is always nice to everyone else and maltreats the person or persons that he has decided are vulnerable. If you try to talk to other people about it they say, “What? What are you talking about?” One day I was in consultation with Reveley and he raised his voice to me: “What’s this I hear about you losing your temper with people for no reason and then shouting at them. What have you got to say to the fact that you have a paranoid illness?!” I was stunned. The team had already decided that I was paranoid and now the ward staff had obviously done their work. And, of course, none of it was true. I was tongue tied after this attack. I just couldn’t find words to explain how he had been duped by his staff. When I eventually tried to talk to Revely about their notion that I was suffering from paranoia Revely was so set in his opinion that I was unable to talk sense to him. It was hopeless. I was suffering from paranoid people everywhere, the neighbour, the police, Environmental officers, the grumpy Mental Health staff, a hawkish consultant and it was me who was being bullied with a diagnosis of paranoia! I wrote to Reveley and the Mental Health Team and told them that their diagnosis was wrong giving reasons. I never received a reply. In the end, I could see that the Mental Health System is corrupt and I left one day without telling anyone. I went to live back in the hell that I had left several weeks earlier. I had no other option. I contacted a mental health patients organisation operating in Leicester. They promised me the Earth and went to a tribunal hearing. Here they made an abject mess of my case. Reveley was exonerated by all the other psychiatrists on the panel and my advocate was made a fool of. This showing that psychiatry is infested through and through. So, if you think that psychiatric hospital is a retreat, a haven where you can recuperate, think again. If you think doctors are kind and understanding, well too many of them aren’t. If you think that psychiatric staff are helpful, kind and not grumpy and nasty, too many of them are of the latter type. If you are sorry for cleaners who are paid a pittance, too many of them are unpleasant. If you think the Environmental Health know what they’re doing, think again. If you think the police are upholders of law and order, think again. As for neighbours you probably know what they can be like. My experience was that at a time when I was going through some of the hardest times of my life I was made worse by the Mental Health System, headed in this case by Dr Michael Reveley.

That is the reality for patients rather than dolphin therapy, in the way that aggression and abuse in Bangor was the reality rather than Mark Williams’s Mindfulness.

There was a branch of the Westminster Paedophile Ring in Leicestershire and it was being concealed by the Top Doctors in Leicester, the University of Leicester, the City Council, Social Services, Leicester MIND, the criminal justice system, the education system and the Councillors and politicians. See previous posts. The gang was directly linked to Dafydd’s gang and one of the Leicester gang, Dr James Earp, concealed Dafydd and the gang’s criminality in 1987. See post ‘An Expert From England’. There has been scandal after scandal in Leicester mental health services, including one in which a murderer escaped from Earp’s secure unit with help from insiders, after escaping a prison sentence with the assistance of some bent Top Doctors and lawyers. There has also been at least one patient death as a result of serious failings on the ward that the writer of the bad experiences with Michael Reveley documented.

 

As for Michael and Adrianne’s gorgeous talented children, not only did Colin and Tom become Bedalians, but Colin Reveley appears on the University of Sussex website as a member of the Sackler Centre for Consciousness Science. In Nov 2017, Colin gave two short talks at UCL. The spiel on the UCL website stated:

I’m giving two short talks. The talks are both about my work with diffusion MRI scans of ex-vivo primate brains in a high field scanner. In this work we explore the relationship of neuroanatomy to diffusion imaging. Ex-vivo brains offer the capability to scan for extended periods, yielding very high SNR and spatial resolution as high as 100um isotropic. This allows us to look at what dMRI can do in principle rather than limited by clinical constraints. Ex-vivo brains also afford the opportunity to look at the scanned brain under a microscope. Using both methods together can elucidate the relationship of dMRI methods to the structure of the brain, and this has wide ramifications for in-vivo imaging studies in neuroscience, psychology and medicine.

Can We Use Diffusion MRI to Infer Cortical Connectivity?

In this talk we examine the scope and limits of diffusion tractography for estimating point to point connectivity between brain regions. We look at the factors which determine the behavior of tractography. We find that one of the most important factors is the existence of fiber systems lying underneath the gray matter that have been previously overlooked. This is a potted version of my paper in PNAS in 2015 (http://www.pnas.org/content/112/21/E2820.abstract)

dMRI Correlates of Gray Matter Structure : Pilot Work

Historically, it has been thought that diffusion in gray matter is isotropic. More recently, evidence of changes in anisotropy in the cortex from the white matter boundary to the pial surface has accumulated. This talk shows pilot work in which we demonstrate that diffusion tensors in gray matter show rich variety that can be linked to subtle anatomical features. It seems likely that diffusion imaging is capable of identifying anatomical regions (like motor or sensory) in the cortex, or detecting markers for changes in tissue structure caused by diseases.

So it rather sounds as though the son of dolphin therapist Michael and the ever so sensitive Adrianne has been conducting experiments on the brains of monkeys/apes/chimps or similar creatures. Perhaps the sort of experiments which got the Institute of Psychiatry such a very bad name.

Colin provided a short biography:

I’ve studied a range of topics in Computer Science and Neuroscience. I would presently describe myself as a computational neuroanatomist, but my focus is on anatomy rather than the development of novel computational methods. I am associate faculty in the department of informatics at Sussex University and guest researcher at the Neurophysiology Imaging core facility at the National Institutes of Health in Bethesda, Maryland USA.

Colin Reveley will know the work of Sarah-Jayne Blakemore at UCL who has been using brain scans to demonstrate the beneficial effects of Mindfulness, on a Wellcome funded project in collaboration with Professor Mark Williams of Oxford University. When Sarah-Jayne was a PhD student and a post-doc many of her mentors and colleagues were working at or had worked at the Institute of Psychiatry at the Maudsley Hospital, when Colin’s mum worked there. See previous posts. Mindfulness was a research fraud perpetrated by Dafydd’s colleague Mark Williams when Mark worked at Bangor University in the late 1980s. Dafydd’s gang were abusing kids in care and patients at the time and there were sky-high levels of suicide and self-harm. I remember it well.

One of Mark Williams’s team who carried out the  Mindfulness fraud with him was Isobel Hargreaves, a Gwynedd social worker who lived near Bethesda. I lived near Bethesda myself at the time and Isobel’s husband Ralph Oxley had taught me when I was an undergrad. We weren’t living in Bethesda Maryland, we were living in Bethesda, Gwynedd.

Like the Principal of UCNW at the time, Sir Charles Evans – who was also a Top Doctor – a lot of staff and students at Bangor were keen climbers. The UCNW climbing club was called BUMS (Bangor University Mountaineering Society). BUMS was not a very good advert for Sir Charles, there were allegations that students were not being taught properly, that practices were dangerous and fears that a student would be killed. In 1985 there was an accident on a BUMS climb and a student was killed.

One student who was an enthusiastic member of BUMS was Stel Farrar, although she had a different surname when she was in BUMS. Stel was in the same Dept as Ralph Oxley and I, the Plant Biology Dept. Stel had a relationship with John Farrar, one of the lecturers, moved in with him and was then given a job as Farrar’s research assistant. They later married. Another lecturer in the Plant Biology Dept was married to Dr D.G.E. Wood and another lecturer was having sex with school girls from Bangor. The Head of Dept was Prof Geoff Sagar, who was also Vice-Principal of UCNW while Dafydd’s gang used the institution as a vehicle for the trafficking business. One of the Profs in Plant Biology, Peter Grieg-Smith, was a former Cambridge colleague of Prof Edred Henry Corner, Douglas Hurd’s uncle. For more details of Botany Bay in Bangor and the many links between Plant Biology and Dafydd’s gang, see previous posts.

A well-known figure in climbing and the Ogwen Valley Mountain Rescue Team who also taught me  when I was an undergrad – geology rather than plant biology though – was Tony Jones. Tony Jones was a very racist white South African who was overtly butch and did a lot of macho things with male students. Jones had a little clique around him who thought that he was great, but other students – one of whom I was friendly with – found him a nightmare, because he would conduct vindictive vendettas against people whom he did not like. He was able to do this very easily because Jones was the Senior Warden of the Halls of Residence and just decided what the rules were. Tony Jones was friendly with some corrupt police officers in Bangor and for a laugh they agreed to Tony Jones’s suggestion to arrest a student whom he didn’t like and keep him in the cells overnight, then chuck him out the next day without charging him. I have no idea WHY Tony Jones and the Bangor Police decided that this student needed harassing…

There were questions among the students as to whether Tony Jones, who was always described as ‘liking boys’, was actually involved sexually with young men and boys or whether he was simply like one of the characters in the ‘Wind In The Willows’, whom Brown described as ‘homophilic’, ie. their whole world was one of male friendships and social activities but not sexual.

In early 1993, a bizarre event of a north Wales nature occurred. Tony Jones aka Dr Anthony Stewart Gervaise Jones MBE, a marine geologist and climber who had lived in Wales for decades and who was unknown in the rest of the UK except within climbing circles, was featured on ‘This Is Your Life’. Michael Aspel was very professional and smooth with his hosting of the programme, but one could see that Aspel wasn’t very comfortable with Tony Jones, probably because Tony Jones had called someone a nigger in the green room over the drinks and nibbles and Aspel knew that there might be no restraining Jones on live prime time TV. However Tony Jones didn’t thump anyone or insult a black person, although apart from his sister, I think that all of his guests were male. At the end of the programme, a whole collection of Tony Jones’s Boys trooped on to the stage and sat in the chairs and one of them gave a little spiel to Aspel about how Tony was Like A Father To The Boys. Unless they were black or he felt like having them wrongfully arrested that was.

Tony Jones had never earned his living as a crooner and he’d never performed at the London Palladium and I never saw another unknown geologist star on ‘This Is Your Life’. I wonder what Aspel thought was going on.

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Tony Jones was constructed as a Hero and Students’ Friend at a time when Dafydd and the gang were in desperate need of good PR to detract from the recent North Wales Police investigation into allegations of a VIP paedophile ring in north Wales/Cheshire which was being concealed by people in High Places. ‘This Is Your Life’ starring Gervaise was screened early in 1993 but it was filmed in 1992. The police investigation was closed in 1992 with an assurance that there was no evidence of any paedophile ring.

It was at about this time that the gwerin launched an attack on a senior sociologist at Bangor University who had spilt their pints and all hell broke out, ‘The Guardian’ helpfully publishing false allegations that the senior sociologist had discriminated against Welsh speakers when making appointments. One person who was caught in the cross-fire was the sociologist who later married Merfyn Jones, who when he was VC of Bangor University and Chairman of the Betsi Board, came under sustained gunfire from the gwerin, assisted by many in Gov’t, after his wife died in the ‘care’ of Dafydd’s gang at the Walton Centre on Merseyside. See previous posts eg. ‘Badlands’, ‘Lest We Forget’ and ‘The Point Is To Change It’.

Since I blogged about Tony Jones, I have been told that there were suspicions that he was abusing boys although I have not received evidence of this. I have also been told to follow up Jones’s possible contacts with Gov’t Ministers at that time who had responsibility for environmental matters, because Jones might have had influence there. Although it would be ironic if he did; in 1988, I was told by someone who had just moved to Gwynedd that they had witnessed a rude man make a point of stomping across an area of valuable ecological land which had been categorised as an SSSI, destroying species in the process and when the new resident of Gwynedd said to a third party ‘isn’t someone going to say something to him then?’, they were told ‘That’s God, he does exactly what he wants’.

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David Icke has for a very long time maintained that there is a network of paedophiles in politics and in the BBC. He says some other things as well which I believe are less likely to be true, but David Icke has been expressing his concerns for many years about the alleged paedophile network whom he maintains are murdering people but because David Icke is mad – well we know he is, Wogan proved that – no-one gave his concerns any media coverage.
David Icke used to be a footballer and it is now clear that there has been a substantial problem with abuse and corruption in sport, including football.

 

 

As for Adrianne’s other son, in July 2017, Tom Reveley was listed as a Gov’t Legal Department barrister who had been shortlisted for the Bar Council award of ‘Outstanding achievement by a public service barrister’. Tom works as a Legal Adviser in the ‘DoE’, which I think is the Dept of the Environment.

 

Fate struck in 1993, when two loves of her life coincided.

Adrianne is most definitely a Cosmo woman.

 

On her way to the Houses of Parliament to address a meeting

She’s a Career Woman of course

about Rethink Mental Illness, a charity to which she was devoted,

Rethink Mental Illness are yet another charidee who colluded with Dafydd and other abusive mental health professionals. Rethink Mental Illness has many of the usual suspects on board. See previous posts.

I mentioned in previous posts that in 2006 I wrote to Peter Hain in his capacity as Secretary of State for Wales about the gross abuses to which I and others had been subjected by the mental health services for many years, detailed some of the worst instances and told Mr Hain that I would campaign for a Public Inquiry into the north Wales mental health services to examine why things had gone so wrong yet no-one had ever been held to account. I CC’d my letter to a number of other people, including Paul Farmer, the CEO of Rethink Mental Illness. I received no replies from Peter Hain or anyone else and within weeks Paul Farmer had been appointed CEO of MIND, an even bigger mental health charidee than Rethink Mental Illness on an even bigger salary. MIND have colluded with Dafydd for years and now have a partnership with Dafydd’s charidee CAIS to ‘provide mental health services and therapy’ in north Wales. One MIND executive in north Wales is Robin Holden, who worked as an Angel at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, then as a manager at the Hergest Unit, in which role in 1994 and 1995 Holden refused to investigate complaints about Dafydd, including complaints that Dafydd was sexually exploiting patients. See post ‘A Solicitor’s Letter From North East Wales MIND’.

When the Welsh Gov’t legal services requested a ‘second opinion’ from Adrianne with regard to me, Peter Hain was Shadow Secretary of State for Wales and the Labour Party was being led by Uncle Harry’s nephew. Uncle Harry was mates with many of Adrianne’s colleagues, including some of those whom, like Adrianne, had Harley Street practices. Uncle Harry was also a member of the Socialist Health Association, as is Brian Gibbons.

The Orange Lord Having a Good laugh
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Adrianne addressed the meeting about Rethink Mental Illness in Parliament in 1993. Which was the year following the closure of the North Wales Police investigation into the possibility of a VIP paedophile ring in north Wales/Cheshire and the conclusion that there was no evidence for such a ring. More than one hundred complaints of the abuse of kids at the Ty’r Felin children’s home in Bangor were made during the investigation and the CPS sent a file to the  DPP, but not one prosecution was mounted.

In 1993, Jackie Brandt, a Gwynedd social worker, made a statement to the police maintaining that I had screamed and sworn at her in Safeways in Bangor and was preparing to launch a violent attack on her. At my trial, Brandt began crying in the witness box, admitted that I hadn’t said anything to her at all but said that I had looked at her. I was found guilty of a Public Order offence and had to cough up £60.

After the case I wrote to Michael Mansfield QC and told him how Gwynedd Social Services were abusing their positions and the law. Michael Mansfield wrote me a one line reply thanking me for my letter.

It was in 1993 that Patient F was subjected to false accusations by Gwynedd Social Services, the Top Docs and Jo Bott, the former police officer who was working as the Child Protection Officer and his baby was placed with a family containing two people with a history of child abuse. See previous posts. Patient F had previously confronted social workers about the abuse of children in the Ty Newydd children’s home in Bangor and had made it public that he knew that George Melly had offered an underaged boy money to have sex with him when Melly went to Theatre Gwynedd for a gig.

 

[Adrienne] bumped into Terence again. This time they stuck for the rest of her life. She was a Trustee of Rethink.

When I CC’d that letter to Peter Hain to Paul Farmer, I’m sure that Adrianne would have been told about it immediately and she no doubt knew that I was the author of that letter when she met me on my visit to Harley Street years later.

Adrianne was committed to destigmatising mental illness and
worked tirelessly for this,

Along with the rest of the Top Docs who use allegations of mental illness to discredit whistleblowers, of course Adrianne was committed to destigmatising mental illness. Adrianne will have been Empowering Service Users as well. Dafydd’s been destigmatising mental illness for years now and Empowering Service Users.

 

often advising on TV programmes such as EastEnders on storylines with a mental health component.

When I had a conversation with Mark Thompson at a BBC ‘Meet The Governors’ evening in Cardiff re the portrayal of people with mental health problems on the BBC, Mark Thompson said ‘well if you want to liven up a storyline, you stick a nutter in’. He didn’t say it unpleasantly and I appreciated his honesty because that is exactly the idea. However Mark also told me that the then current East Enders storyline about a girl and her mum who both had biploar disorder was being handled more sensitively and the BBC had Taken Advice From An Expert. That expert was Adrianne then, who was concealing a trafficking ring which included Jimmy Savile. When I had that conversation with Mark Thompson, Savile was still alive and molesting and as far as the BBC were concerned They Knew Nuzzing.

 

Her list of publications, mostly letters and articles in learned, scientific journals, runs to several pages.

They will all be bollocks. Just look at what is happening to mentally ill people to judge Adrianne’s contribution.

Throughout the Nineties, she became an increasingly regular visitor to Bedales, firstly as a parent to Colin Reveley (1989-94) and Tom Reveley (1994-99). She was devoted to the school as she was to all the other loves of her life – her work, her family, her charity. In subsequent years she became a staunch supporter of the Bedales Association, regular enthusiast at reunions and ultimately a member of the Badley Society, the school’s legacy society.

I bet she was. Throughout the 1990s, there were investigations and inquiries into the organised abuse of kids and young people kicking off everywhere: North Wales, Islington, Lambeth, Staffordshire, Cheshire, Liverpool, Shropshire, south Wales… The investigations usually focused on the abuse of kids in care but the allegations were that Posh People were doing the abusing and that Posh People, including Doctors and Lawyers and Civil Servants and MPs and Peers, were covering it all up.

 

A few years ago she masterminded and inspired a video showing short interviews with various members of her Block, talking about their lives and what Bedales had done for them. If you would like to be reminded of Adrianne, you can still see it at youtube.com/watch?v=1rFbQ5N6DLQ

The video is a real laugh, someone sent it to me last night. Adrianne remembers that she was Arty and has been Arty ever since. Nice bit of publicity for Bedales there from Adrianne, just as some ex-pupils were coming forward claiming that for them Bedales wasn’t quite all that it was cracked up to be. The ex-pupils coming forward will have been in distress and may not have had glittering careers. The message from Adrianne was clear: you’re losers suckers, we’ve got the upper hand, now go away and shut up or you’ll find yourself on my ward at the Maudsley with me doing my sensitive bit with my soft voice while with every other sentence I ram it home that I’m a Top Doctor and you’re a Schizophrenic.

F gave me the names of many, many artists whom he claimed lived lives entirely around ‘champagne and cocaine’ and the names of some whom F alleged had only been given an opportunity in the art world because they had ‘offered their bums’ in return…

 

Adrianne, who had resolutely fought and ‘outgunned’ myeloma for over a year, died in her sleep at King’s College Hospital with Terence, Colin and Tom at her bedside.

Bechod! Or as F would have said ‘good riddance to bad rubbish’. At least Adrianne slipped away in her sleep in a comfy bed with pain relief, not slowly choking to death while she was hanging from a stairwell in a block of flats in Wrexham (see post ‘Come, Friendly Bombs’) or dying after a firebomb was thrown into the building where she was attending a party (see post ‘The Silence Of The Lambs’). Although I will note that Adrianne died after I began writing this blog and while the media was full of reports of the Westminster Paedophile Ring, IICSA, historical investigations into Ted Heath and many celebs. Myeloma is something with which a lot of people live for many years. Adrianne wasn’t that old and being a psychiatrist she won’t have been up to scratch with myeloma treatment. The Top Docs are such a load of bloody liars anyway that Adrianne would never have been able to be sure that she was receiving what they claimed to be giving her. The Top Docs didn’t work their magic on all those Top Docs in north Wales who could name names, loads of them are dead including Tony Francis.

Fergus Lowe died suddenly and unexpectedly in 2014 and I don’t think that he intended to.

As ye sow, so shall ye reap Fungus and Adrianne… Those who live by the Top Doctor, die by the Top Doctor.

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

The Institute of Psychiatry relocated from the Maudsley to King’s College some years ago.

Adrianne’s obituary was written by  Dennis Archer, a member of Bedales staff, 1974-2008.

 

The Bedales Newsletter 2018 also contains a piece written by Louki Scott (nee Healing 1960-66), remembering Adrianne.

Adrianne joined Bedales, fresh from Ireland, in September 1961 in Block 3. We were slightly in awe of this spirited girl who, she informed us, was betrothed to her childhood boyfriend who lived next door. He used to write to her every day! Though they never married they remained close friends.

Adrianne made good use of all her friends whom she loved so much.

She was initially very shy and I think that life at Steephurst came as
a bit of a shock to this only child of slightly indulgent parents.

I gained the impression that Adrianne had never done hardship or effort.

There is no doubt that she was quite the untidiest boarder ever…

A sign of Adrianne’s deep intrapsychic turmoil as she was torn between projection and transference and her unconscious desire to have sex with a little pink pussy cat, rather than being a spoilt brat who didn’t put her socks in the drawer. She’ll have been waiting for a servant to do that.

Joyce Caiger-Smith (staff 1948-70) did her best here! Ever keen and enthusiastic, Adrianne made the most of everything that Bedales had to offer.

Particularly all those influential contacts that she made while she was there and via the Bedales Society.

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

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She not surprisingly excelled in all her subjects and gained top grades, to
enable her to return to Ireland to study medicine at Trinity College, Dublin.

Her classmates shouldn’t have been that wowed, getting into medical school was quite easy in Adrianne’s day and psychiatry was often what a Top Doc did when they had screwed up so badly that no other speciality would accept them.

She had many attributes. She could draw and sing beautifully and make her own lovely clothes.

My friend’s daughter makes fantastic clothes and she didn’t go to Bedales, she went to Ysgol Dyffryn Nantlle and she drew so beautifully that she got into Art College. Then she did a degree in anthropology at SOAS. She didn’t even collude with a gang of paedophiles in order to achieve it all!

She starred in many school drama productions, under the direction of the indomitable Rachel Cary Field. I recall her beautiful soft southern Irish accent…

Adrianne had lost that by the time that she went all sensitive on me. The disgusting Brian Gibbons and Fungus had both kissed the Blarney Stone though.

On leaving Bedales, we kept in touch. I was a bridesmaid at her first wedding and enjoyed several visits to her lovely home in Ireland. 

No hard-to-let council flat in Caernarfon or Bangor after two years in a hostel for Adrianne then. Or indeed a sleeping bag in a doorway. That was for those whom Adrianne Destigmatised and Empowered.

She introduced me to Connemara and The West

Gibbonsville

and took me to the Abbey Theatre in Dublin.

Fungus Lowe country…

 

After Adrianne returned from the USA, where she studied psychiatry, we would meet for occasional ‘catch-ups’.

Ladies who lunched.

I did my best to follow her meteoric career

Among Dafydd’s lunatic mates at the Maudsley, sectioning and drugging people whom alleged that Important People known to Adrianne had molested them.

and keep up with her family…

And Colin and Tom are at Bedales now you know, it’s SO lovely, like one big family. Tom wants to be a Human Rights lawyer but there’s no telling what Colin will do, but he’s showing quite an aptitude for pointless cruel experiments on primates! I think that he gets that from me, as well as the artiness of course.

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Her untimely death came as a great shock to all her fellow Bedalians.

Well I’m not entirely surprised in view of what Adrianne had spent her entire career doing, what with all those celebs complaining that these Historical Investigations Are Going Too Far Now. I know I grabbed a few boobs but it was just a bit of fun and I never touched kids honest, that’s me, the Hairy Cornflake, over and out for the day.

 

It’s fitting that many of us enjoyed a memorable 50-year reunion at school
in September 2016. We were not to know that the dreaded myeloma would
defeat her only nine months later.

And if any of you had been Top Doctors yourselves you’d have been even more surprised because many people with the dreaded myeloma survive years after diagnosis. Unless they are patients at Ysbyty Gwynedd of course.

We have since recalled how well and lovely she looked on that day and this is how we will remember her.

Adrianne was probably nowhere near death’s door until she received Care and Help from her own colleagues.

 

For readers who won’t have time to read the Bedales Newsletter, 2018 to acquaint themselves with the extensive details of the receptions and events for the rich and well-connected and the success stories of the OBs, here are the highlights:

The OBs who are surgeons, scientists and mathematicians held a drinks do at the Royal College of Surgeons, an event designed to encourage mixing between OBs working in similar professions.

The OBs who studied at Oxford University held a reunion, as did the OBs who studied at Manchester University.

The actress Imogen Stubbs and her daughter the actress Ellie Nunn gave a talk on how Bedales had helped them.

An OB who was a founding member of the SAS gave a talk.

The Newsletter also featured:

OB John Ridding, the CEO of the FT Group; OB Joanna Hardy, the BBC Antiques Roadshow jewellery specialist; OB Viv Peto, a former health researcher from Oxford University; OB Jem Ambache, a retired social worker who is a Labour Councillor for Wandsworth; Judith Barber, an OB who worked for the Foreign Office, including the N Ireland Office, for 30 years; OB Tim Hutchinson who works in the film industry; OB Jane Hyland, who was a cellist in the National Orchestra for Wales and the BBC Symphony Orchestra; OB Deirdre Parrinder, who is an acupuncturist working in a GP’s surgery with torture and trafficking victims – no doubt a friend of Adrianne’s; OB Robin Walesby, a retired cardio-thoracic surgeon at the Royal Free Hospital and UCL and his wife Romayne, a retired anaesthetist, who now spend their time between London, Sydney and Trinidad.

The Newsletter introduced the new Head of Bedales, Magnus Basharat, who previously taught at Eton.

The Newsletter profiled a few OBs: Matthew Batstone, the Co-founder and Director of the New College of the Humanities, an institution for very rich people who haven’t got into Oxbridge; Clare McCaldin who has been involved in something arty called ‘Notes from the Asylum’, not that she’ll be one of Adrianne’s or Michael’s patients, they won’t be up and about doing Arty things.

As well as Adrianne, a few other OBs pegged out recently and the Newsletter has obituaries for: Thomas Cassirer, the former Prof at the University of Massachusetts; Ralph Wedgwood, the former Prof of the Paeds Dept, University of Washington; Robin Murray, the Chief Economic Adviser to the GLC, 1981-86.

The Newsletter also published an obit for Prof Dame Margaret Turner Warwick, who wasn’t an OB but they’ve let her slip through the Posh and Arty With It filter because she was their Chairman of Governors. The old Dame was a Top Doctor who worked at UCL, the Royal Brompton and then what became part of Imperial College, where she was Prof of Medicine. The Dame was the First Woman President of the Royal College of Physicians, 1989-92, when she concealed the appalling criminality of Dafydd et al, the gang in Leicester, St George’s Hospital Medical School, Hammersmith Hospital and colluded with Lord Brian Flowers, that famous son of Swansea who ended up reigning supreme over London University and Manchester University. See previous posts. When the Dame was happy that the whole lot of them were off the hook, in 1992 she became Chairman of the Royal Devon and Exeter Hospital Trust, where she remained until 1995. As various dodgy Top Docs who had been part of the gang in London retired to Devon and Cornwall… In retirement, the Dame took a keen interest in young people’s mental health, carers, older people and arts for social change. It was great to know that you were thinking of the likes of me Dame Margaret, I don’t know how I would have managed without you.

 

OBs are represented very well among household names: Gyles Brandreth; Kirstie Allsopp; Sophie Dahl; Daniel Day-Lewis; Cara and Poppy Delevingne; Minnie Driver; Frieda Hughes; Mary Ann Sieghart; Ceawlin Thynn, Viscount Weymouth; Arabella Weir; Sir Peter Wright, Director, Sadler’s Wells Royal Ballet, 1977–1990, and Director, Birmingham Royal Ballet, 1990–1999; Lily Allen.

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Come, Friendly Bombs

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

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

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

 

Saunders Lewis

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Map of the Congo Free State, c. 1890

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

 

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

 

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

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

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

Strange but true

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

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

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

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Lever House, New York City:

 

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

 

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Baroness Shirley Williams of Crosby

Bond Girl Honey Ryder

 

Honey Ryder

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Pussy Galore

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

 


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Here’s the mother of them all, Stel:

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

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

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

DUH!

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

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

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

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

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

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

Meanwhile I’ll look forward to Christmas.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

See previous posts for further information about the Wheldon clan.

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

So that’s how dangerous Brown and I were.

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

Ah the doctors they were wonderful!

OH FUCK OFF.

 

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

And covering up an Everest of crap.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Lord Asa Briggs who bears life-long grudges:

Asa Briggs

Terence Stamp, looking rather George Best:

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

 

 

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O Jones, O Jones

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Strange but true for March

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

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

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

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

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

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

WELL???

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

WELL??

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

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

MI5 listened to that as well.

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

That is why this is categorised as serious ORGANISED crime…

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

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

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

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

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

# It’s the gang again.

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

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# Yes it’s them again.

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

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

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

Leo Abse has been investigated for historical abuse.

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

After qualification he undertook postgraduate study in Vienna. 

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

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

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

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

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

Ah the doctors they were wonderful!

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

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

Sir Adolphe wasn’t one to worry about science…

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

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

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

God knows what the patients thought.

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

If only someone had been willing to arrange it

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Harold Abrahams was a keen Freemason. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

Yma O Hyd!

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

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

In Feb 1991 Lilibet knighted Peter Morrison.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kincora Boys’ Home.

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ah the doctors they were wonderful!

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

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

Methinks the Abse Protesteth Too Much:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Marjorie lives in Hampstead.

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Who happens to live in France.

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

‘This service is totally confidential.’

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Dannie was awarded the Roland Mathias prize for Running Late.

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Get out of this one then Cherie.

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

 

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

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I have recently read Alan Watkins’s book ‘A Slight Case Of Libel: Meacher v Trelford and Others’, about the 1988 libel trial that resulted when Michael Meacher sued ‘The Observer’ over an article that they had published about Meacher in October 1983. Meacher sued ‘The Observer’ because they published a piece written by Alan Watkins which questioned Meacher’s claim to be the son of a farm labourer and told the readers that Meacher’s father was an accountant. It transpired that Meacher’s father had been an accountant, but had at one point indeed worked on a farm, but that farm was a farmed owned by famille Meacher. Meacher lost the libel case, appealed, but subsequently dropped the appeal.

Michael Meacher has featured on this blog before (see post ‘A Vintage Crop’). In the 1980s he was the darling of much of the left of the Labour Party and was perceived to be a potential credible leader from the left. Tony Benn had been savaged so badly and for so long by the media that he had been quite damaged in the process, although he did have a following. Meacher was framed as being a Sensible Rational MP on the left ie. not mad with staring eyes like Wedgie Benn.

Meacher’s special interest was in welfare and he was a most enthusiastic griller of Tory Ministers in this area. I explained in my post ‘A Vintage Crop’ that Meacher knew about Dafydd and the associated gangs, he knew about the serious criminality in north Wales and he never uttered a word. Meacher was a graduate of New College, Oxford, a favourite recruiting ground for the British security services and an institution that has produced many people on the left in political life who concealed the crimes of Dafydd et al and the Westminster Paedophile Ring (see post ‘A Study In Tyranny’), as well as the LSE. Scores of people who colluded with Dafydd et al and who were even directly involved in the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal or who concealed it, were themselves LSE graduates.

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Before being elected as MP for Oldham West in 1970, Meacher lectured in  Social Administration at York University and then at the LSE.  He also served as the Chairman of the Hull branch of the ASTMS, the union led by Clive Jenkins. ASTMS represented many professional and managerial staff in the NHS who were not Top Doctors and it evolved into MSF. See eg. post ‘A Very COHSE Relationship With Some Very Nasty People’. It was a deeply corrupt union and I witnessed at first hand when I worked at St George’s Hospital Medical School how the MSF reps concealed and colluded with criminality and patient harm and used their knowledge of this for personal benefit, even their knowledge of the trafficking gang linked to Dafydd et al in north Wales which was facilitated by St George’s. See previous posts. Jenkins was hated by many for being the ultimate in trade union baron hypocrisy; when I was growing up among Tories in Somerset and hearing all about the sins of trade union leaders with their snouts in the trough it was Clive Jenkins who was usually being discussed. Jenkins wasn’t very popular on the left either, but he was very successful in mobilising middle class people. Jenkins boasted that one of his hobbies was organising the middle classes and I suspect that the reason why the union movement today represents the oppressed Top Doctors, Angels, social workers, teachers, lecturers and public service managers rather than people on zero hours contracts or those cleaning offices at 2 am is at least partly a result of the efforts of Lord Clive Jenkins. He was a smug twat, a smug twat from south Wales and furthermore he was the smug twat who was substantially responsible for the Windbag becoming Leader of the Labour Party. Jenkins knew all about the victims of Dafydd et al and he knew about those who were really dispossessed but he wasn’t interested in them. See previous posts eg. ‘I Warn You…’ for more information on Clive Jenkins.

Hull was on the patch of a trafficking ring with links to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales, so with Meacher being Chairman of Clive Jenkins’s Hull outpost, Meacher was a man who could have expected to go far.

In 1969 Meacher wrote a pamphlet for the Fabian Society, ‘The Care Of Old People’. The institutional care of the elderly at the time was a disgrace and indeed the brutal, dehumanising abuse of the elderly at Ely Hospital, Cardiff erupted in a national scandal in 1969. In its defence Ely Hospital stated that things were even worse at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh but no-one was complaining about that… See previous posts eg. ‘All The Ingredients Of A Scandal…’.

After writing that Fabian Society pamphlet, Meacher never returned to the subject of the care of the elderly again, because he knew just how grim the situation was throughout the entire UK and he did not dare blow the lid off. Michael Meacher certainly wasn’t going to expose Dafydd or let anybody else expose Dafydd either. Meacher had plenty of opportunities to take a shot at Dafydd and the gang, particularly as he was a junior Minister in the DHSS under Barbara Castle, 1975-76, Shadow Secretary of State for Health and Social Security, 1983-87 and Shadow Secretary of State for Social Services, 1989-92. Instead Meacher, like those other Health Ministers under Castle, David Ennals and Dr Death and indeed Castle herself, colluded with Dafydd et al. See previous posts. Dr Death personally knew some of Dafydd’s Top Doc pals in north Wales and elsewhere.

When the Windbag became Leader of the Labour Party in Oct 1983, Meacher ran as a candidate for the Deputy Leadership. The others who ran for the Deputy Leadership were also all concealing Dafydd’s criminality: Fattersley (see post ‘I Warn You…’), Denzil Davies (see post ‘How Much Greater Is A Man than A Sheep?’) and Gwyneth Dunwoody (see previous posts). Dafydd’s colleague Dr Tony Francis knew the Windbag from their time as students in Cardiff and of course the Windbag’s wife had grown up in Holyhead, where her parents and parents’ friend the Labour MP for Anglesey, 1951-79, Lord Cledwyn, had kept the lid on Dafydd and Dafydd’s predecessor Gwynne the lobotomist since the Dark Ages. See previous posts eg. ‘The Cradle Of Filth’ and ‘How Much Greater Is A Man Than a Sheep?’. The abusive social workers of Gwynedd and Clwyd must have been delighted at the prospect of their old mucker Meacher from the LSE being Deputy Leader of the Labour Party with the Windbag as Leader. No wonder they constantly explained the dangers of The Cuts to everyone, while delivering kids in care to provide sexual services to Fatcher’s friends and Gov’t Ministers in Fatcher’s Britain.

 

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The union NUPE, which represented many social workers and and other staff involved with the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal and other child abuse scandals, supported the Windbag for the leadership and Meacher for the deputy leadership. One social worker whom NUPE refused to support although she was a paid-up member was Alison Taylor. Jeremy Corbyn had worked for NUPE before he was elected as the MP for Islington North in 1983 and Jezza remained on excellent terms with NUPE after he became an MP; Jezza sat as a member of Haringey Council, 1974-83. Dafydd’s gang had links to the trafficking gang that was operating in Haringey Council as well as in Islington’s children’s homes at the time.

In 1983 Mary Wynch had begun suing Dafydd et al and Brown began receiving murder threats from the gang. When I told my tutor at UCNW and Dr D.G.E. Wood, the GP in the Student Health Centre at UCNW – who was facilitating Dafydd’s gang but I didn’t know that then – about the threats to Brown I was ignored. I knew of other students who were being targeted by the gang who told tutors at UCNW as well as Wood and they were ignored too.

Previous posts eg. ‘Anthem For Doomed Youth’ and ‘A Local Boy Made Good’ described how Brown and I had bizarre and distressing experiences with people whom Brown had met through the small ads in ‘New Statesman’, to which Brown had responded when he was in search of a bit of extra work. I have been told that these people were members of the security services who had targeted us, the security services having placed us under surveillance. The ‘New Statesman’ at the time was required reading for people interested in Labour politics and it was the butt of ‘Private Eye’ spoof articles with titles like ‘Whither The Town Halls?’ and ‘Town Halls In Crisis’. I never bothered with the ‘Whither The Town Halls?’ articles in the ‘New Statesman’ because I thought that they were mind-numbingly boring, but had I realised that the Town Halls were in crisis because so many local politicians were  partners in a people trafficking business with those from whom we were receiving so much grief in north Wales, I’d have taken rather more notice of them.

Brown, I and our friends did try getting involved with leftist politics when we were young, but we all gave up because the whole field seemed to be dominated by such unpleasant mad people who were doing anything but working on behalf of those having a hard time. They were of course being led by those whom I have named on this blog…

‘New Statesman’ was dominated politically by people like Meacher – indeed when Richard Crossman was Editor, he grumbled about being assailed with unsolicited articles from Michael Meacher and his wife Molly. People like the sociologist Peter Townshend were on the Board of ‘New Statesman’ in those days; Townsend and Brian Abel-Smith had followed in the footsteps of Richard Titmuss at the LSE as left-leaning academics researching disadvantage and poverty (see previous posts). They all knew about the organised abuse and neglect of people at the very bottom of the heap by the welfare state but they refused to ever publish a word about it, even when gangs of organised criminals preying on kids in care and vulnerable patients became a huge problem in the 1970s. One was not allowed to level one word of criticism at the NHS and social services, even if one was a witness to the most serious wrongdoing.

The other group of people who wielded great influence over the ‘New Statesman’ was the cultural arm of the left, whom Brown had much contact with because of his academic interests. Since I began this blog, I have been given information that even the most Revered and Right-On of those cultural critics – and the most powerful – Professor Stuart Hall, worked very hard to shaft Brown because Brown was frighteningly able, was a witness to what was happening in north Wales and wouldn’t abandon Empowered Service Users. See post ‘Life In Cold Blood’.

It was the ‘New Statesman’ who in 1996 published Richard Webster’s libellous article about Alison Taylor, ‘Can A Whistle-blower Be Wrong?’ At the time, the ‘New Statesman’ was owned by Geoffrey Robinson, who has been the Labour MP for Coventry West since 1976. It was Robinson who in 1998 had to resign from his Gov’t post, along with Mandy, over the business of that loan for Mandy’s mortgage. Dafydd’s gang had links in Coventry and Dr Colin Berry, a Top Doctor from Walsgrave Hospital, Coventry was involved in covering up Dafydd’s criminality in 1989. Alison Taylor successfully sued the ‘New Statesman’ – she represented herself – and it was admitted that they had published Webster’s article after assuming that Alison would not be able to afford to sue them for libel. See previous posts.

 

In spite of all his efforts, Michael Meacher didn’t become Deputy Leader of the Labour Party. Fattersley triumphed instead and thus the nation was offered the chance of voting for the Dream Ticket in the next General Election. Which was in June 1987. This was the result:

 

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In June 1983, a barrister called Tony Blair was elected as the Labour MP for Sedgefield. Miranda had been a pupil barrister of George Carman QC, who knew about Dafydd et al and the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Carman had defended Jeremy Thorpe when Thorpe stood trial for incitement to kill and conspiracy in 1979. Miranda’s wife Cherie was a barrister who worked in Carman’s Chambers until 1988. Cherie grew up in Crosby in Liverpool, an area with a sizeable Catholic population where many of the corrupt professional people who colluded with Dafydd’s empire in Liverpool lived. See post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’. Cherie and her family were/are faithful Catholics. There was a major problem in Liverpool with organised abuse in children’s homes and other institutions, including those run by Liverpool Catholic Social Services. Many of those involved in the abuse had links to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. See previous posts eg. ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’.

Cherie’s dad was the actor Tony Booth, the Scouse Git who hung out with the famous faces of stage and screen of the 60s and 70s and eventually married Elsie Tanner of ‘Coronation Street’ fame. Tony Booth was active in the Labour Party  and was also notorious as a shagger. Dafydd’s gang had links to the circle that Tony Booth hung out with. See previous posts eg. ‘Workers’ Play Time’ and ‘My Arse – It’s Tatifilarious’. Cherie’s friend and colleague Michael Beloff QC was the son of Lord Max Beloff, who was mates with Ioan Bowen Rees, the County Secretary of Gwynedd County Council, 1974-81 and Gwynedd’s Chief Executive, 1981-91, while the paedophile gang made merry in the children’s homes in Gwynedd. In 1996, Michael Beloff was the legal adviser for Municipal Mutual, the insurers of both Clwyd County Council and the North Wales Police and it was Beloff who ensured that no-one except lawyers and insurers saw the Jillings Report into the abuse of children in care in Clwyd when the Report was completed in 1996. See post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake…’

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

 

Michael Meacher’s first wife Molly – they divorced in 1987 and Michael Meacher married again in 1988 – was educated at York and London Universities and qualified as a social worker in 1980. She then worked as a social worker in north London. Molly Meacher was Director of Information for the National Association of Citizens Advice Bureaux; Lucille Hughes has been involved with the senior management of the CAB for years and Ronnie Waterhouse was also involved with the CAB (see previous posts). Molly Meacher subsequently married Lord Richard Layard, the LSE Professor who was behind the ‘happiness nation’ idiocy, which goes neatly in hand with Professor Mark Williams’s Mindfulness, which was invented by Williams when he worked with Dafydd’s gang in Bangor in the 1980s (see previous posts).

Destitute and suicidal? It’s your own fault suckers, you’re not thinking in the right way and furthermore you are responsible for your own happiness!!! No, there is no key worker available this week, they’re all at a Mindfulness retreat doing their Training, at the agreeable Trigonos Centre in Cwm Nantlle, at the edge of the lake, eating healthy nutritious meals of organic veg, followed by a lovely glass of wine in the evening. So it’s your choice if you kill yourself in your hard-to-let flat on the council estate in Caernarfon or Bangor, you must Take Responsibility. When the key workers have finished their Mindfulness Training at Trigonos, they’ll be off to Dr David Crossley’s All Wales Psychotherapy Network Training Session, held at a nice hotel someone where in mid-Wales, where they will receive lectures and seminars on Compassionate Therapy.

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Want to know why the outrageous scam that was David Crossley’s Training Sessions came to an end??? Because when Merfyn Jones was Chairman of the Betsi, he and his CEO Mary Burrows stopped the NHS funding for those troughing bastards’ jollies, so the freebies in hotels for the associates of a gang of paedophiles ended. Crossley et al told everyone that Merfyn and Mary had placed Clients In Danger by Cutting Essential Training.

Baroness Molly Meacher has been/is: Board member, Deputy Chair and then Acting Chair of the ineffective Police Complaints Authority, 1994-2002; Chair of the East London and City Mental Health Trust from 2004; Chair of the Clinical Ethics Committee of the Central and North West London NHS Trust, 2002-08; Chair of East London NHS Foundation Trust, 2007-12; President of the Haemophilia Society; Chair of Dignity in Dying; Chair of the All Party Parliamentary Group for Drug Reform Policy. Molly Meacher has also worked for the Mental Health Foundation. So Molly has spent many years in the bosom of the abuse and neglect of Empowered Service Users. But Molly was off to a flying start early in her career. In 1979 Molly authored ‘New Methods of Mental Health Care’. Well those new methods worked a treat didn’t they. Most appropriately in 1991 Molly authored ‘The Mentally Disordered Offender’ – presumably when she noticed all those mentally ill people in prison for bizarre and trivial offences. Or having simply been framed. It was in 1991 that Tony Francis and Dafydd and the gang worked so hard to try and have me jailed; I even had to go all the way down to the Royal Courts of Justice at The Strand from Bethesda (see previous posts). Documents now in my possession show that the MDU and Tony Francis’s lawyers knew that Francis et al had perjured themselves.

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For more on Baroness Meacher and those equally as toxic with whom she has worked/networked, see post ‘A Vintage Crop’.

Meet the gangsters’ Moll:

The Baroness Meacher aka Lady Layard
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After Michael Meacher and the Moll divorced in 1987, Michael Meacher married again in 1988, during the libel trial, to Lucianne Sawyer, a physiotherapist. The Meachers have certainly done well out of the NHS.

 

Alan Watkins’s book concentrates on the intricacies of Meacher’s attempt to sue ‘The Observer’ for libel, but there is much interesting information in Watkins’s book about Meacher and others. By the time of the libel trial, Meacher had ended up in hot water as a result of a questionnaire that Meacher had sent out to all the Labour members of District and Regional Health Authorities in the UK in Aug 1984, when Meacher was Shadow Secretary of State for Health and Social Services, ie. the Labour Party’s chief spokesman for health and social services.

By Aug 1984 Brown and I had raised our deepest concerns with regard to the conduct of Gwynne the lobotomist and I had written to the GMC and Professor Eric Sunderland, the Principal of UCNW. The Chair of the GMC at the time was the Bastard of Newcastle-upon-Tyne, Lord John Walton, who was fully on board with Gwynne and Dafydd’s gang (see previous posts) and Eric Sunderland was a well-camouflaged paedophiles’ friend who was also a fully paid-up umbrella of Dafydd et al, but I didn’t realise that until recently. See previous posts. By Aug 1984, Mary Wynch was on her way to the Master of the Rolls re her legal case against Dafydd and the gang. Alison Taylor had blown the whistle on the abuse of kids in care in Gwynedd and had already appeared before one formal disciplinary hearing.

 

Meacher had written to all the Labour members of Health Authorities regarding the ‘blatant political bias’ within the membership of some District Health Authorities and Regional Health Authorities – Meacher maintained that the Tories were packing Health Authorities with their mates – and he also complained about the Top Doctors lobbying. Top Doctors do indeed lobby, they ruthlessly dictate to Gov’ts of all hues what that Gov’t will do and make it clear that if orders aren’t followed, Fings Break. The Top Docs were busy fighting Thatch and Ken Clarke (Minister of Health under Secretary of State Norman Fowler at the time) and how the Windbag wanted the support of the Top Doctors!!! The Windbag knew as well as I did that although a few Top Doctors are a pale shade of pink – as long as they remain highly paid that is – a great many of those at the top of the profession are True Blues and very, very greedy. They were not going to vote for the Windbag and furthermore many of them were/are the most ferocious social and intellectual snobs. Thick Windbag, the boyo from the Valleys? No, they weren’t going to go for that, no matter how far the Windbag pushed the boat out to help Tony Francis et al.

It was around the time that Meacher sent those questionnaires out and in the following months that much of the ‘evidence’ of the degenerate Stormy Daniels-style life led by me, Brown and my friends was collected by Dafydd’s gang, as detailed in previous posts and the comments following posts eg. ‘Meet The Gwerin!’ and ‘On The Occasion Of The 70th Birthday Of HRH Carlo’. The orgies, the drugs, etc. One wonders how we had time to do well in our finals and pursue postgrad work.

By Aug 1984 I had been referred to Dr Tony Francis who, while doing everything possible to reassure me that he was supportive, was actually in on everything that Dafydd’s gang were doing and had only relocated to north Wales in the early 1980s from the team of Dafydd’s associates at Manchester University in response to the distress flares being sent up by Dafydd and the north Wales contingent in the wake of Mary Wynch’s litigation. Francis too was collecting ‘evidence’ to demonstrate that I – as well as other witnesses – could not be believed.

Does the Windbag know anything about the smear campaign that was conducted by his mate Tony Francis against complainants re the criminality in north Wales?

Michael Meacher, despite being of the left, voted for the Windbag in the Labour leadership election of 1983, not for Eric Heffer, the left wing candidate. Although Heffer and his wife Doris were doing Dafydd’s gang a great many favours themselves over in their constituency of Walton, Liverpool (see post ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’).

 

Meacher’s questionnaire and accompanying letter asked the recipients to liaise with other Labour supporters on the Health Authority; perform an analysis of how The Cuts had affected the NHS in their area; gather politically useful case histories – how about the case history of that young woman and her mates in north Wales who’d complained about a lobotomist who was running a paedophile gang then Meacher??? – and to provide the contact details of one Labour member of the authority with whom Michael Meacher could liaise regularly. Meacher urged Labour Health Authority members to ‘develop socialist principles for health care’.

I have provided many examples on this blog of the paedophiles’ friends being at each others throats in spite of having the capacity to unite in the face of the enemy ie. the Empowered Service Users. One such paedophiles’ friend who hit the roof when he received what he considered to be the highly intrusive and inappropriate questionnaire from Michael Meacher was the Chairman of Islington Health Authority, Eric Moonman, who had previously been a Labour MP.

Eric Moonman (29 April 1929 – 22 December 2017) was the Labour MP for Billericay, 1966–70 and Basildon, 1974–79. Moonman was educated at Liverpool and Manchester Universities and became a senior research fellow in the Department of Management Science at Manchester University. He was a Councillor on Stepney Borough Council, serving as Council Leader until 1965 and then on the London Borough of Tower Hamlets from 1964.

There was organised abuse of children in Stepney as long ago as the 1960s and when Dafydd went into business big time, kids from Tower Hamlets were sent to children’s homes in north Wales. This was concealed by numerous politicians and others in public life, including Ian Mikardo, Peter Shore, Sir Robin Wales and Lord Elwyn-Jones See previous posts.

Moonman contested Chigwell in 1964 without success and was elected for Billericay in the 1966 General Election, losing the seat four years later. He then was elected for Basildon at the February 1974 election, but again lost his seat in 1979. After his second electoral defeat, Moonman pursued an academic career and became Professor of Management at City University, London and a visiting Professor at the University of Liverpool.

Dafydd trained at Liverpool Medical School and Liverpool University was heaving with members of Dafydd’s network who were fully on board with him, particularly those people working in medicine, law and the social sciences.

Moonman was Chair of Poale Zion (Great Britain) and President of the Zionist Federation of Great Britain and Ireland.

Eric Moonman was born in Liverpool in 1929. He attended Rathbone School in Liverpool, leaving at the age of 13 to begin a seven-year apprenticeship at WJ Pugh Printers and then the ‘Liverpool Echo’. After WW II, Moonman undertook his national service in the King’s Liverpool Regiment, 1951-53, during which he took courses in military studies as well as evening classes in subjects such as public speaking. In 1954 he gained a place at the University of Liverpool to study for a Diploma in Social Science which he was awarded in 1955.

Dafydd and Lucille were students at Liverpool University in the mid-1950s. Lucille did her social work training at Liverpool University.

At Liverpool, Moonman edited the University magazine and became Chairman of the Labour Society.

In June 1967, the Foreign Secretary George Brown made a speech to the UN General Assembly on the Israel-Arab Conflict. Moonman was one of a number of Labour MPs to accuse Brown of “taking sides” against Israel. At a Jewish ex-servicemen’s rally in Southend, Moonman called Brown’s speech a “serious embarrassment” and said he had “aggressively departed” from the Gov’t’s neutral policy, giving “harsh and arrogant advice” to the Israelis.

In 1972 Moonman was at the World Jewish Congress in Switzerland. He approached Stephen Roth, then Director of the European Jewish Congress and told him that changes had to be made in the way that Israel represented itself abroad. Roth accordingly gave him permission to start up a commission on Israel. In 1974, Moonman convened the first gathering of Jewish professionals to work out propaganda strategies.

Stephen John Roth (April 21, 1908 – July 11, 1974) was a US District Judge of the US District Court for the Eastern District of Michigan. Roth studied at the University of Notre Dame and the University of Michigan Law School. He entered private practice in Michigan, 1935 -37 and would subsequently return to private practice in Michigan, 1939-41, in 1943, from 1945-48 and from 1950-52. He was an Assistant Prosecutor in Genesee County, Michigan, 1937-38. Roth was the Prosecutor for Genesee County, 1941-42. He served as a second lieutenant in the US Army, 1942-45. He was the Attorney General of Michigan, 1949-50. He was a Judge of the Michigan Circuit Court, 1952-62.

Roth was nominated by President John F. Kennedy on April 19, 1962, to a seat on the US District Court for the Eastern District of Michigan. He was confirmed by the US Senate on May 1, 1962, and received his commission on May 7, 1962. His service terminated on July 11, 1974, due to his death.

Milliken v. Bradley (1974) was a significant case heard by Roth. A suit by the NAACP charging that the Detroit, Michigan public school system was racially segregated as a result of official policies was filed against Michigan Governor William Milliken. After reviewing the case and concluding the system was segregated, Roth ordered the adoption of a desegregation plan that encompassed eighty-five outlying school districts. The US Court of Appeals for the Sixth Circuit affirmed the metropolitan plan.

I note that Stephen Roth was born in Hungary in the early years of the 20th century. I am fairly sure that he is a relative of the psychiatrist Sir Martin Roth – a brother perhaps? – who was born in Hungary in 1917. Martin Roth ended his career as Professor – and then Emeritus Prof – of Psychiatry at Cambridge University, but Roth had previously enjoyed many other roles in which he proffered lifelong protection to Dafydd and the gang. Martin Roth, in the early 1970s, single-handedly raised the funds for the newly created Royal College of Psychiatrists to acquire a grandiose building in Belgravia as their home, when the Royal College had barely two pennies to rub together. It is known that Roth raised the dosh by somehow persuading Marks and Spencer to give them a huge loan on very favourable terms. The Royal College quietly moved out of the palatial Belgravia residence some years later, having encountered serious financial problems. I have not found out why M&S were so generous to a man and his colleagues who were facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring, but the fact that Roth et al were concealing wrongdoing in high places was undoubtedly the explanation for the generosity of M&S. A possible candidate being the key to this is Woy Jenkins, who not only concealed Dafydd et al and the Westminster Paedophile Ring but was Chancellor of the Exchequer, Home Secretary (twice), President of the European Commission and Chancellor of Oxford University. He was Home Secretary when Bryn Estyn was run by the Home Office. Woy was from south Wales and known to be a bisexual swinger who admitted this in interviews but refused to name those with whom  he was having affairs. Had Woy been an honest man, I would argue that his privacy should have been respected, but Woy was concealing serious organised crime and a pan-European trafficking ring which targeted children and murdered witnesses. One doesn’t really want that in a Home Secretary. See post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’ for more info about Woy.

Miranda always maintained that Woy was his mentor.

See post ‘The Newcastle-upon-Tyne Connection’ for further details re Martin Roth.

Here’s the man to whom they were all so indebted:

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

 

The group of Jewish professionals convened by Moonman subsequently met twice every year, once in Europe in the summer and once in Jerusalem in the autumn. Moonman was “the founder and guiding light” of the organisation which became the West European Public Relations Group for Information on Behalf of Israel. The group was initially funded by the World Jewish Congress which later withdrew its funding. From 1980 it was funded instead by the World Zionist Organisation and from 1985 also by the Israel Foreign Ministry. The Register of Members’ Interests 1975/6 records that Moonman visited a conference in Brussels in February 1976, which was probably the winter meeting of the West European Public Relations Group for Information on Behalf of Israel. The register records that Moonman was there as a representative of the Parliamentary Committee for the release of Soviet Jewry.

By 1975, Moonman was Chairman of the Zionist Federation of Great Britain. In August that year Moonman met with the Home Secretary Woy Jenkins to protest against the planned visit to London by two members of the Palestinian National Council (the political wing of the PLO). Moonman criticised the visit as “an attempt to become respectable”. He added “we demean ourselves as human beings if at a convenient point of time we overlook the track record of these people”. 

Anyone for looking at the track record of Dafydd and Woy? Or indeed of Islington Health Authority, the members of whom knew what was happening to the kids in children’s homes in Islington.

Jeremy Corbyn was a member of a District Health Authority before he became an MP, but I don’t know which one.

 

In June 1977, ‘The Sunday Times’ published a front-page story and a four-page ‘Insight’ investigation reporting the alleged torture of Palestinian prisoners in the occupied territories. The Israeli Embassy in London called the assertions a “vicious slander as it is insulting to the only democracy and free judiciary in the area”. Moonman made three complaints about the reports to the Press Council, complaining that unproved accusations were reported as facts, that the paper misled readers with unsubstantiated quotes and headlines and that Israel was denied the opportunity to comment before publication. His complaints were rejected.

In 1981, a broadcast by the Israeli Radio Peace and Progress (summarised by the BBC) referred to Moonman as one of several “leaders of the Zionist organizations in Britain”; although it is not clear if this referred to the West European Public Relations Group for Information on Behalf of Israel or another organisation. The broadcast reported that Moonman had “explained his” opposition to  Menachem Begin in an article in The Jewish Chronicle, wherein Moonman argued that: “We must support Israel, but we must give consideration to the image of the Israel which we support. It is clear that Israel’s Western allies are less and less interested in supporting Begin’s Israel”.

In 1985, Moonman forced the Editor of the ‘Jewish Quarterly’ to resign. According to his successor Colin Shindler: “The offence had been caused by a ‘Jewish Quarterly editorial which questioned the actual dangers of anti-Semitism today as popularly viewed by Jewish leadership”.

A 1986 report in ‘The Guardian’ refers to Moonman as “chairman of the research committee of the Board of Deputies of British Jews” and Moonman’s profile in Debrett’s People of Today states that that year he was appointed senior Vice-President. At this stage, Moonman was also a board member of the British-Israel Public Affairs Committee (BIPAC) where he worked on a publication called EEC Monitor. In 1987, however Moonman was forced to resign from BIPAC after a financial scandal which he considered the result of a campaign against him. Below is an extract from The Guardian explaining the circumstances of Moonman’s departure from BIPAC:

An unusual advert has just appeared in ‘The Jewish Chronicle’, asking anyone who knows about a campaign of malice against the former Labour MP Eric Moonman to send the information to a box number. It has been placed, of course, by Moonman himself, who is senior vice-president of the Board of Deputies of British Jews, and chairman of the Islington Area Health Authority in London. Until recently he was also a board member of the British-Israel Public Affairs Committee (BIPAC), but he resigned at the last meeting following what might be called the Alexander Keddie Affair. Keddie doesn’t actually exist, although he was once described as a recluse in Essex who didn’t like taking phone calls; the name was simply used over a period of about four years to steer payments to a variety of people, including Moonman, who worked on a BIPAC publication called EEC Monitor. An accountant’s report into the affair was prompted by Monty Summary, a prominent Jewish businessman and fundraiser, and it concluded that Moonman had left people confused about the Keddie arrangement. Moonman denies this, and is now intent on unmasking his putative tormentors. ‘I do think there is a campaign against me,’ he said this week. ‘There have been anonymous letters and phone calls as well.’”

By 2001, Moonman had joined the Zionist Federation of Great Britain and Ireland. In mid January 2002, the ‘New Statesman’ reported that he headed the Zionist Federation’s Media Response Unit, organising email and letter writing campaigns against journalists perceived to be antisemitic or critical of Israel. A week after the publishing of that article, Moonman had reportedly become President of the organisation.

Moonman’s emergence as a terrorism expert seems to have stemmed from his involvement in an organisation called the Centre for Contemporary Studies, a think-tank which published material on football hooliganism and race relations, as well as terrorism. The Centre appears to have been founded by Moonman who ‘seems to have been affected by the Brixton riots and anxious about the possibility of societal breakdown’. The Public Inquiry into the 1981 Brixton riots was Chaired by Lord Scarman, who was a personal friend of John Tilley, the Labour MP for Lambeth Central, 1978-83. Tilley was one of the key organisers of the trafficking gangs in Wandsworth and Lambeth which were linked to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales (see post ‘Lord Snooty The Third’). Kids from these areas of south London were being sent to children’s homes in north Wales and were then trafficked back down to London to work in the sex industry. Brixton is located in the area covered by Lambeth Borough Council. Scarman knew about Dafydd’s gang and the associated gang working in Lambeth and concealed their crimes. See post ‘Only One Died’.

In May 1981, the Centre for Contemporary Studies published a report called “The Nazis are in the Playground”. According to the BBC’s Nationwide programme, it “claims extreme right-wing groups are recruiting school children and authorities are unable to control the situation”. The BBC interviewed Moonman on this on Nationwide. BBC archive records state that he “discusses young racism increasing 50% in 2 yrs; subtle strategies used; importance of process for future of the National Front; accuses the NUT of indifference and gives Centre’s proposals”. Later in 1981, a further report on the role of neo-fascist groups in music led to an interview with Joan Bakewell on ‘Newsnight’.

Joan Bakewell had a long-running affair with Harold Pinter. Harold knew about Dafydd et al from several sources, including from his wife Lady Antonia Fraser, who was the daughter of Lord Longford. Lord Longford did a truly splendid job of allowing himself to be seen as a national joke during a lifetime of visiting offenders in a whole variety of institutions who were the victims of, or witnesses to, the Westminster Paedophile Ring and gathering info from them. Lord Longford knew exactly who had the evidence on whom and in which institution they were banged up. See post ‘Comedies Of Menace’. Harriet Harman is a member of Lord Longford’s extended family…

 

According to the BBC’s archives Eric Moonman welcomed a “declaration” by the pop group ‘Madness’ that they had nothing to do with the NF and the British Movement, because the extreme right saw pop concerts as a potential market for their magazines.

In 1985, ‘Madness’ was part of a collective of musicians who formed Red Wedge, a rather lame attempt to raise support for the Windbag among the Yoof of Britain. It failed dismally. The only person involved with Red Wedge who was politically literate was Billy Bragg, but he came across in the media as being rather Dave Spart and he alienated a lot of the people to whom Red Wedge were trying to Reach Out. Billy Bragg stood up on stage strumming and singing his song ‘Between the Wars’, which just caused many an alternative comedian to include a bit in their gig in which they adopted a Cockney accent and yelled ‘I was a miner’.

The leader of Red Wedge was Tom Robinson, who was quite a bit older than the Yoof and was most well-known for his gay rights activism. I only found out a few days ago that for six years when he was an adolescent, Tom Robinson lived in the therapeutic community of Finchden Manor. Finchden was a therapeutic community which was established by George Lyward. It housed young people who had not coped at all well at school. The teens at Finchden were not brutalised like the kids in Bryn Estyn were because a lot of the Finchden residents were from privileged families; there were ex-public school boys there and Tom Robinson himself was from a middle-class family in Cambridge. Tom Robinson maintains that George Lyward saved his life after a terrible time as a boy when Robinson realised that he was gay. I am in no position to tell Tom Robinson that this isn’t true, Tom was there and I wasn’t, but Lyward was networked into all those other people like Dafydd and Dafydd’s mate Dr Bob Hobson (see post ‘The Mentor’) who also claimed to be running ‘therapeutic communities’ and who were sexually abusing/exploiting young people.

Can the Windbag tell us if his pal Tony Francis had anything to do with someone in the Labour Party finding a rock star who was grateful to one of Dafydd’s network to launch Red Wedge, at a time when a group of leftie young people working in academia and the media had such damning evidence about Dafydd’s and Tony Francis’s gang?

 

When the General Election was called in 1987, Red Wedge also organised a comedy tour featuring Lenny Henry, Ben Elton and Phil Jupitus  among others. Lenny Henry was married to Dawn French who went to Holyhead School – as did the Windbag’s wife – and was happy to have her name used as PR for that very troubled institution which ignored the abuse of children. Ben Elton’s dad Lewis Elton was a Prof at Surrey University and knew Prof Vincent Marks, the brother of Dr John Marks who as President of the BMA concealed the serious criminality in north Wales and on the turf of linked gangs. Lewis and Ben also had numerous other links with those who colluded with Dafydd (see post ‘The Rakes’ Progress’) and Lewis Elton was also a big mate of Professor Daphne Jackson, someone else who ignored the wrongdoing of people associated with Dafydd (see post ‘Jennifer’s Diary’).  Phil Jupitus more recently performed at a fund-raising gig ‘The Giddy Goat’ organised by and for the benefit of St David’s Hospice in Llandudno, an establishment founded and run by Dafydd’s gang. See previous posts.

The comedians of Red Wedge also published an election pamphlet, Move On Up, with a foreword by the Windbag. After the 1987 election produced a third consecutive Conservative victory, many of the musical collective drifted away. Yes Indeedy, because Mrs Thatch won yet again, in spite of Ben’s best efforts at assisting the associates of a paedophile gang.

  • On Trial: Ben Elton - British Comedy Guide

 

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In his writings, Eric Moonman focused in particular on the influence of media and television. He published a report in October 1981 on the riots that summer called “Copycat Hooligans”, which argued that: “Youths imitated television film of violence in Northern Ireland when they rioted in more than 20 British cities last summer… Eric Moonman, the Centre’s director and author of the report entitled Copy Cat Hooligans, said the rioters knew what to do because they had seen it on television.

There was much research carried out at the time – including by some of the academics who later did everything possible to shaft Brown – with regard to Copy Cat Violence. Most of the more robust research suggested that there was no such problem, but the researchers who claimed that there was enjoyed much higher media coverage. One such man was the Rev Brian Brown who just spouted nonsense. The Rev Brian Brown was the reason why Brown published some of his early work under his middle name of John, because being confused with the Rev caused great difficulties. Actually, I need to ask Brown a few things – it has just occurred to me that the Rev Brian Brown appeared on the scene publishing in exactly the same area as Brown when the security services were in hot pursuit of us…

Brown would have made a better Rev than so many who were ordained by the Anglican Church if only he were not an atheist, because he did manage to keep his hands off of underaged kids and other people’s bank accounts… A few more people should try it.

 

In 1987, Moonman published a book called The Violent Society which included contributions from prominent terrorologists Paul Wilkinson and Richard Clutterbuck. Paul Wilkinson was identified in the contributors notes as a member of the Advisory Board of the Centre for Contemporary Studies. Insight, the Alumni magazine for Liverpool University, wrote that The Violent Society ‘was well received and, surprisingly for Eric, marked another chapter in his life’. The article states that after the publication of The Violent Society Moonman ‘began to take on consultancy work for ITN as an expert in counter-terrorism’.

Paul Wilkinson (9 May 1937 – 11 August 2011) was Emeritus Professor of International Relations and Director of the University of St Andrews Centre for the Study of Terrorism and Political Violence (CSTPV). Dubbed “Britain’s leading academic specialist in the study of terrorism”, Wilkinson was a frequent commentator in the British media and an advisor to the UK Gov’t.

Born in Harrow in 1937, Wilkinson was educated at John Lyon School in Harrow. Wilkinson studied for a BA in Modern History and Politics at University College Swansea, followed by an MA.

Swansea University was pretty much run by Rhodri Morgan’s family; Rhodri’s brother Prys was an historian who spent his career at Swansea University. Swansea was the home town of Lord Brian Flowers, a nuclear physicist who was a big wig at Imperial College and then in the wider University of London. Flowers concealed and colluded with the crimes of Dafydd et al in Wales as well as with Dafydd’s Big Mates in the London Medical Schools, who were facilitating abuse and perpetrating research fraud like there was no tomorrow. Just to ensure that he had all angles covered, Brian Flowers also served as VC of Manchester University. See previous posts.

After serving six years as an education officer in the RAF, Wilkinson began his academic career at the University of Wales, Cardiff as an Assistant Lecturer in Politics in 1966. He became Senior Lecturer and then Reader in Politics at Cardiff before moving to the University of Aberdeen, where he was appointed as the first Chair in International Relations in 1979.

Cardiff University, particularly the Welsh National School of Medicine, was Command and Control HQ in Wales in relation to concealing Dafydd et al and of course the child molesting of George Thomas. Aberdeen University supplied the dreadful Professor J.B. Owen to the Agriculture Dept at UCNW after Mary Wynch began her litigation and reinforcements were required (see post ‘Not Seen Since The 80s – Carwyn’). Aberdeen had a few other interesting people as well, such as Sir Dugald Baird, a Prof of Obs and Gynae who pioneered aborting babies for ‘socio-economic reasons’. Not only did Dugald manage to abort babies if he judged that the women gestating the foetuses were too short of money for his liking – Dugald had a big family himself, he didn’t have a problem with wealthy people having a lot of children, it was just the plebs who had to be ordered to have abortions – but Dugald did this on a very big scale and before the 1967 Abortion Act. All Top Doctors in British Obs and Gynae knew what Dugald was up to, but not only was he left to get on and do it in peace, but Top Doctors at Tommy’s who were performing illegal abortions looked to Dugald as their role model and constructed him as a Wimmin’s Champ (see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’). Dr Death was working at Tommy’s while his colleagues were modelling themselves on Dugald.

Dugald Baird also set up the Aberdeen MRC Sociology Unit led by Raymond Illsley, which was linked to his extermination of low-income foetuses Dept. Raymond Illsley’s Unit was commissioned by the Home Office Research Unit which, under various Home Secretaries, including Woy, conducted some questionable research while studiously ensuring that no-one noticed the en masse physical and sexual abuse of people living in units and institutions which the Home Office was running. See post ‘Rab, High Table and the Founding Fathers’. Of course Dugald Baird had links with Dafydd’s network, how could Dugald not have heard of his fellow travellers in north Wales???

Two Wimmin’s Rights Champs:

Dugald Baird
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Vera Brittain
Brittain shortly after the war

 

Testament Of Fuckwittery:

British Politics | First Draft

 

Aberdeen has hosted more fuckwittery since Dugald’s death in 1986, in the form of Sir Ian Diamond, Principal and VC of Aberdeen University, 2010-18. Sir Ian David Diamond is a Policy Network Chair of  Universities UK. His previous appointments include Chief Executive of the ESRC – it was Sir Ian who was CEO when Professor Fergus Lowe and a few others with knowledge of Dafydd’s wrongdoing were given a great deal of money to set up an ESCR Centre into Bilingualism at Bangor University; Chair of the Research Councils UK Executive Group and Deputy Vice-Chancellor of the University of Southampton, another institution which housed some of Dafydd’s umbrellas, eg. Sir Donald Acheson (see post ‘Professor Prestigious And His Associates’); Chair of Lloyds Banking Group Foundation for England and Wales; Visiting Fellow at Nuffield College, Oxford; Chair of British Universities and Colleges Sport, Chair (Ex Officio) of the Mitchell Hospital Trust; Deputy Chair of UCAS and Interim Deputy Chair of the Department for International Development Research Advisory Group, 2017.

Sir Ian is also Trustee of the Iona Cathedral Trust and the Population Investigation Committee.

Sir Ian received his K in the 2013 New Year Honours for services to social science and higher education. Tony Francis was safely dead then and the cover-up of the cover-up that was the Waterhouse Inquiry which was the Macur Review was safely in hand.

Sir Ian is also a qualified football referee and was appointed a Deputy Lieutenant of Aberdeen in 2013.

In 2016 Sir Ian led a review of University finance in Wales which was commissioned by the Welsh Assembly Government, which recommended that grants towards tuition fees should be replaced with support for living costs instead. Sir Ian’s advice was followed by the Welsh Gov’t, who’s previous system of student funding had been designed by Professor Merfyn Jones.

Miranda and Sir Ian: I do hope that you’ve noticed the mess since Sir Ian announced that Merfyn’s model of student finance had to be ditched, because students in Wales certainly have.

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The Diamond Geezer was born in Kingkerswell, Devon. He obtained his Bachelors degree from the LSE in 1975 and his Masters degree from the LSE in 1976. In 1981 the Diamond Geezer received his PhD from the institution dominated by the most elite of Top Docs, St Andrews University. Why are we not surprised? See previous posts for further gen re the Diamond Geezer.

 

In 1989 Paul Wilkinson was appointed to the first Chair in International Relations at the University of St Andrews and served as the Director of the Research Institute for the Study of Conflict and Terrorism, 1989-94. In 1994 Wilkinson co-founded Centre for the Study of Terrorism and Political Violence (CSTPV) with its first Director, Bruce Hoffman. 

Bruce Hoffman is a tenured Professor at Georgetown University’s Edmund A. Walsh School of Foreign Service, where between 2010 and 2017 he was the Director of the Center for Security Studies and Director of the Security Studies programme. Hoffman is the second longest-serving Director in the Center. He is also visiting Professor of Terrorism Studies at St Andrews University, Scotland.

Hoffman received a BA in Government and History from Connecticut College in 1976. He studied international relations at Oxford University, where he earned a B.Phil. in 1978 and a D.Phil. in 1986. Hoffman is a political analyst who specialises in the study of terrorism, counter-terrorism, insurgency and counter-insurgency. 

In 1981, Hoffman joined the RAND Corporation in Santa Monica, California. He left RAND in 1994 to relocate to St Andrew’s, where he co-founded (with Wilkinson) and was the first Director of the CSTPV at St Andrews; Hoffman was also Chairman of the Department of International Relations, 1994–1998. Hoffman left St Andrews at the end of 1998 to return RAND as Director of RAND’s Washington Office, 1998–2006, Vice President for external affairs at RAND, 2001–2004, and Acting Director of the Center for Middle East Public Policy , 2004. He also held the RAND Corporate Chair in Counter-terrorism and Counter-insurgency, 2006–2006. Hoffman served as a Commissioner on the 9/11 Review Commission, which examined the FBI’s ability to counter terrorism, radicalization and cyber crime. The Commission’s report was released on March 25, 2015. He was scholar-in-residence for Counter-terrorism at the Central Intelligence Agency, 2004-06; an Adviser on counter-terrorism to the Office of National Security Affairs, Coalition Provisional Authority, Baghdad, Iraq in 2004 and from 2004 to 2005, an Adviser on counter-insurgency to the Strategy, Plans, and Analysis Office at Multi-National Forces-Iraq Headquarters, Baghdad. Hoffman was also an adviser to the Iraq Study Group (2006).

Hoffman is currently Shelby Cullom and Kathryn W. Davis Senior Visiting Fellow at the Council on Foreign Relations and was a Visiting Fellow at All Souls College, Oxford University in 2009. Hoffman has been a public policy fellow and a distinguished scholar at the Woodrow Wilson International Center for Scholars in Washington, D.C. and is currently a Global Wilson Fellow. He was also a visiting Professor at Rajaratnam School of International Studies, Singapore, where he was the S. Rajaratnam Professor of Strategic Studies for 2009 and the William F. Podlich Distinguished Fellow and visiting Professor of Gov’t at Claremont McKenna College in 2016. Hoffman has been teaching at the International Institute for Counter-terrorism at the Interdisciplinary Center in Herzliya, Israel, since 2006.

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Dr. Bruce Hoffman, Director, RAND Washington Office at Washington Foreign Press Center briefing on “The Status of the War on Terrorism.”

 

Someone who held meetings with Irish Republican activists to learn about violent resistance (see post ‘A Network Stretching Back Decades…’):

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

 

Hoffman’s mate Paul Wilkinson was a Visiting Fellow at Trinity College, Cambridge, 1997-98. He is co-founder and was co-editor of the academic journal Terrorism and Political Violence, 1989–2006 and was Director of a research project funded by the ESRC on the UK’s preparedness for terrorist attacks. Wilkinson also served as Advisor to Lord Lloyd of Berwick’s “Inquiry into Legislation Against Terrorism” and authored its second volume, “Research Report for the Inquiry”, published in October 1996.

In 2004 Dafydd gave evidence to the Independent Inquiry on Gulf War Illnesses conducted by Lord Lloyd of Berwick. Dafydd’s nonsense which was submitted as evidence can be read in my post ‘Feet In Chains’.

Lord Lloyd of Berwick aka Anthony Lloyd is a retired judge. He was educated at Eton, served in the army and then read law at Trinity College, Cambridge. In 1955 Lord Lloyd was admitted to the Inner Temple as a barrister. Lloyd was Attorney General to Prince Charles, 1969-77. Oh well Charles was mates with Jimmy Savile… Lord Lloyd was a High Court judge, a Law Lord and a Privy Councillor and in 1996 he reviewed anti- terrorist legislation using Paul Wilkinson as an advisor. Then in 2004 Lord Lloyd relied upon the word of Dafydd…

Lord Lloyd is still alive. Can he explain what he was doing exactly?

 

In August 2007, Wilkinson was appointed Emeritus Professor of International Relations and retired from serving as the Chairman of CSTPV’s Advisory Board, but remained active in academia and policy circles.

Throughout Wilkinson’s career, which spanned the five decades that saw the rise of the IRA bombings to the September 11 2001 attacks, Wilkinson was a strong opponent of terrorism but adamant that democratic responses to it always be guided by the rule of law. For example, he publicly opposed attempts to increase the period permitted to detain terrorism suspects without trial in the UK and condemned the George Dubya Bush administration’s approach to counter-terrorism, such as Guantanamo, which he criticized as flouting “international law and criminal justice”.

Indeed, Wilkinson said that liberal democracy was what sparked his interest in his subject, stating that he had become “interested initially in the mid-1960s in why terrorism had been effective in some conflicts and not others. Then, with the burgeoning of modern international terrorism in the 1970s, I became interested in the politics of democratic and international response”. Wilkinson appreciated it as a multi-disciplinary and “ever-changing” research topic that was especially rewarding because he was a part of “a small band of pioneers in this almost totally neglected field” in his early career.

As Dafydd has been so often. Dafydd with a history of hobnobbing with terrorists.

 

Richard Clutterbuck (22 November 1917 – 6 January 1998) was a pioneer in the study of political violence. In his lifetime he was both a professional soldier and academic.

Clutterbuck was commissioned into the Royal Engineers in 1937 after graduating in mechanical sciences from Cambridge. After Dunkirk, he went through both the Western Desert and Italian campaigns. The Army sent Clutterbuck to different hotspots, including Palestine (1947) during the Irgun Zvei Leumi’s terrorist campaign. In 1956, up against Chinese communists, Lt. Col Clutterbuck shed his rank badges to go on patrol as an ordinary soldier. As Chief Engineer Far East, 1966–68, Brigadier Clutterbuck put into practice in northeast Thailand the counter-terrorist philosophy he was gradually evolving. His next job after Thailand was the top one, as Engineer-in-Chief, 1968–70 at the Ministry of Defence. While in the Far East, however, Clutterbuck had started to read for a PhD in politics. In 1968, Clutterbuck enrolled at London University.

Richard Clutterbuck

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Clutterbuck looks like the sort of mad old bugger who worked for the security services who was ready to organise a military coup if Tony Benn became PM…

 

Clutterbuck’s last Army post was back in the specialisation that he had created for himself, as Chief Army Instructor of the Royal College of Defence Studies, devoted to peacekeeping or “low-intensity Operations” as they were now termed. On retirement in 1972 he became Dr Clutterbuck, and marched straight into the post of lecturer in political conflict at Exeter University.

One thing that Clutterbuck will have known much about is the elite paedophile ring which was based at Kincora Boys’ Home which was alleged to include Sir Anthony Blunt and Lord Louis Mountbatten and the links between that ring and Dafydd’s gang in north Wales/Cheshire.

In 1978, Richard Clutterbuck published a volume entitled ‘Britain in Agony’. It certainly was by 1978, Parliament contained a proportion of active paedophiles who became so worried that they were all about to be exposed what with Jeremy Thorpe being charged, that the whole establishment went collectively mad. More agony was to follow as a great many innocent people in north Wales lost their lives.

 

Despite the overblown claims of Eric Moonman being the go-to man when the media wanted expertise on terrorism for decades, Eric Moonman’s media presence as a terrorism expert does not seem to have taken off until after the millennium. The television archive contains only one item in the 1990s listing Moonman as a terrorism expert and the note does not contain an exact date. With the exception of that item, Moonman’s first appearance seems to have been on a Channel Five Lunchtime Bulletin on 18 July 2002, after which he appeared dozens of times on UK television.

In 1998, Moonman was appointed as a member of the Advisory Board of the Centre for Counter Terrorism Studies at the Potomic Institute for Policy Studies. He appeared at an ‘Executive Luncheon’ hosted by the group on 26 November 2001. The panel was chaired by Yonah Alexander, the Director of the International Center for Terrorism Studies and a fellow Zionist and seminal terrorism expert; and Michael Swetnam, CEO and chairman of the Potomac Institute. Moonman said he thought the media had been, “highly responsible and supportive of U.S. and international efforts to root out terrorism”. Of the critics of the War on Terror, Moonman said: “Many are Muslim, though most Muslims are friendly, good citizens who favour peace. Still, Taliban supporters are currently protesting and causing unrest in both England and the whole of Europe. Many of these dissidents are merely taking advantage of the situation, rather than genuinely pursuing the ideals of peace. Legitimate peace movement leaders, in fact, have actually spoken out against these protesters.” Moonman warned that “Usama bin Laden’s slick operation shows the extent to which public opinion can be bought with marketing and public relations expenditures,” and argued that, “we must fight terrorists on their own terms. We can’t afford to abide by the Queensbury rules of war in the face of such a dangerous and unscrupulous threat.” 

It was after his parliamentary career ended that Moonman became involved in health policy and was Chairman of Islington Health Authority, 1980–90. He created controversy within the Labour Party because of his support for privatisation within the NHS. Moonman was able to win a vote in favour of privatisation by reintroducing the matter on a much-criticised pretext at a meeting at which his supporters were in the majority. In 1987, at the Annual conference of the SDP with whom Moonman was by then involved, Moonman argued for a greater role for the private sector in the NHS. According to BBC Archives: “Eric MOONMAN, Islington, must look at alternative funding for the NHS & consider working with private sector”.

 

Moonman with Paddy Ashdown at an event held by the Zionist Federation, of which he served as chairman and president
Moonman with Paddy Ashdown at an event held by the Zionist Federation

 

Eric Moonman’s obituary appeared in ‘The Times’ after he died in Dec 2017:

His interests inside and outside parliament were varied, ranging from mental health, computer technology and the decline of the newspaper industry, to management reform, children in care and the plight of Soviet Jews. In the 1970s he wrote columns on these and many other subjects for ‘The Times’.

Eric Moonman being interested in mental health and children in care is every bit as worrying as Molly Meacher Helping The Unfortunate.

The EEC, precursor of the European Union, was another area of interest. “If those who see the Treaty of Rome as a papal plot were to succeed in taking us out of the EEC, they should at least provide us with a forwarding address,” he wrote at the time of the 1975 in-out referendum, adding that a directly elected European parliament would make it more democratic and accountable. MEPs were first elected in 1979.

Jeremy Thorpe also campaigned for a directly elected European Parliament (see post ‘On The Occasion Of The 70th Birthday Of HRH Carlo’).

Constituency matters were perhaps not his forte, and at times he despaired of the unrealistic expectations of those he represented. He once used his Times column to produce a “consumer guide to members of parliament”, but he later wrote: “I have now ceased to be amazed at how little even apparently well educated people understand about the power structure in our society.”

Eric Moonman understood that power structure very well and it was just as well for him that most other people didn’t, or no-one would have let him remain as the Chairman of a Health Authority on the territory of a huge paedophile ring with links to mainland Europe, or indeed hold any of the many other positions that Eric enjoyed.

….He followed Everton FC and enjoyed watching films, but his parents were not thrilled by his cinema-going and enrolled him in the choir at Princes Road Synagogue. When he learnt that another singer was being paid three times his rate of sixpence a month, Moonman tried to organise a strike, but found that he could not rely on solidarity from the other singers. Instead he quit. “It was my first industrial dispute,” he said proudly. The other singer was Frankie Vaughan.

In 1940 the family home was bombed and Moonman and his sisters had to be dug out of the cellar…The family moved into a small flat in Southport, where one of his sisters was living, and he continued his education at Christ Church School until the age of 13. He began a seven-year apprenticeship with WJ Pugh Printers and later the Liverpool Echo, joining Labour in his teens…

He left the Labour Party for a period in 1984, alleging ‘Stalinist’ tactics

In 1984, after the Meacher questionnaire, Moonman did indeed resign from Labour, alleging “Stalinist” tactics on the part of Meacher. However, Moonman returned to the fold after a few months and the questionnaire (allegedly) wasn’t implemented. At a later point Moonman joined the SDP.

In 1962 Moonman married Jane Dillon, who had been his research assistant at the BIM. They had three children: Daniel, a social worker; Natasha, a website moderator living in Austin, Texas; and Josh, an undertaker in Dublin. The marriage was dissolved in 1991 and ten years later he married Gillian Mayer, an optometrist he met while speaking at the Southport Jewish Representative Council in 2000…

Daniel Moonman is to be found on the website of the University of Sheffield, listed as a member of staff in the Dept of Sociological Studies. His job title is given as ‘Consultant Social Worker (Adults). Daniel’s first degree is from Oxford, his MA and social work qualification are from Leicester and his MSc is from Birmingham. All three of those universities have social work academics who colluded with organised abuse and in Leicester the abusers effectively ran the University. Rob Evans, the senior manager responsible for children in care in Gwynedd Social Services when the gang were busy, trained at Leicester. After Rob had exposed the kids in care to extreme danger, he was given responsibility for community mental health services. Then the corpses of mental health patients began to turn up everywhere. Rob was then given the community services on Anglesey to play with. Soon there were no community services on Anglesey. See previous posts eg. ‘I Know Nuzzing…’

…[Moonman’s] post-parliamentary career was as varied as anything he had done. He was professor of management at City University and a visiting professor at the University of Liverpool. He was also a member of the Board of Deputies of British Jews, chairman of Poale Zion (now the Jewish Labour Movement), president of the Zionist Federation, a broadcaster on Talkradio and claimed some expertise in counterterrorism.

 

Moonman’s Torygraph obituary told us that:

Among his many interests he Chaired the Zionist Federation, Islington Health Authority and Toynbee Hall’s finance committee, was Northern manager of the Daily Mirror, leader of Stepney Council and a governor of the British Film Institute and Chaired the London branch of Everton supporters’ club.

He read Social Sciences at Liverpool University and took an industrial relations course at Manchester University before joining the British Institute of Management in 1956 as its human relations adviser. Moonman represented the BIM on the Thompson committee on the employment of ex-prisoners and in 1961 published ‘The Manager and the Organisation’, an acclaimed handbook emphasising the need for communication.

In 1962 he became senior lecturer in industrial relations at South-West Essex Technical College, returning to Manchester University as senior Fellow in Management Relations after his defeat at Chigwell.

Moonman advised the Mirror on HR aspects of its activities in Manchester, making contacts which led him as an MP to campaign for checks on press mergers. Yet his political roots were in East London, serving from 1961 as a Stepney councillor and becoming council leader in 1964. When Stepney was absorbed into Tower Hamlets, Moonman won a seat on the new council.

With Wilson in Downing Street and George Brown (whom Moonman greatly admired) preparing his National Plan, he was selected for Billericay, then the first constituency to declare its result on election night, despite having more than 100,000 voters. In 1966 he ousted the Conservative Sir Edward Gardiner by 1,642 votes.

In the House, Moonman became a less enthusiastic cheerleader for the Labour government and Brown’s approach in particular. Having campaigned for a prices and incomes policy, he concluded that it had turned into a wage freeze.

He applied his managerial skills to his new milieu, urging time limits on speeches; he also chaired Labour’s Science and Technology Group and the all-party committee on mental health, in which he took a lifetime interest.

Of course he did…

During all-night sittings he wrote his MSc thesis

One presumes that either that MSc was not up to much or Moonman was completely inactive in the Commons. Moonman received his MSc in 1967.

 

At the start of 1967 he became PPS to Patrick Gordon-Walker, Minister Without Portfolio, moving with him to Education. He still took an independent line, opposing the Common Market and the Vietnam War…

When Gordon-Walker lost his job late in 1968, Moonman’s involvement with government ended. The next summer he was threatened by the chief whip, Bob Mellish, for opposing (as a member of the National Graphical Association) penal provisions in Barbara Castle’s abortive trade union reforms…

Bob Mellish was the London Labour Party’s Own True Cockney, the Voice Of The Common Man, who nonetheless managed to ensure that numerous kids from Southwark were sent to children’s homes in north Wales and continued to be sent there even after one of them was sexually assaulted at gunpoint. Mellish also helped Thatch and Heseltine out by accepting an appointment as Vice-Chairman of the London Docklands Development Corporation, when no other member of the Labour Party would. See post ‘The Battle For the Labour Party’s Soul’ for the background on the entrenched corruption of Bob Mellish and his mates in the Bermondsey Labour Party.

 

Out of the House [Moonman] chaired the Centre for Research and Education, tackling “computer fright” among British management. Chairing the Labour Newspaper Group, he campaigned to maintain diversity in Fleet Street, warning that just two national dailies might survive and urging the adoption of new technology subject to safeguards for NGA members.

In February 1974 Moonman took Basildon, again part of his old constituency, by 10,667 votes. His efforts to moderate Tony Benn’s plans for more nationalisation led to his being ousted as chairman of Labour’s Industry Committee.

Chairing the Labour Parliamentary Association, representing candidates, he urged pro- and anti- (Common) Marketeers to keep their cool in the 1975 referendum, and complained that ministerial chauffeurs, with overtime, were paid more than backbenchers. He also launched a fund to fight the government’s Scottish and Welsh devolution proposals.

Moonman did not take a high profile on the Middle East until the early 1970s, when he became chairman of Poale Zion, the Labour Zionist organisation, then in 1975 chairman (later president) of the Zionist Federation of Great Britain and Ireland. He tried to prevent Palestinian representatives receiving visas to enter Britain, and lobbied ministers to protect British business against the Arab boycott of Israel…

In 1983 Moonman came a poor second to Peter Tatchell for the by-election nomination at Bermondsey, a choice Labour came to rue as the seat was dramatically lost – taking 32 years to recover.

Peter Tatchell was the man who opposed Bob Mellish’s naked corruption in Bermondsey and found himself subjected to the most appalling hate campaign and physical violence on the part of Honest Bob and his mates as a result. See post ‘The Battle For The Labour Party’s Soul’.

 

Despite his exasperation at what he saw as the provocative stance of Israel’s Likud governments, Moonman was twice elected senior vice president of the Board of Deputies of British Jews. He pressed for action against desecrators of Jewish graves, and voiced scepticism over claims that Britain housed hundreds of unpunished Nazi war criminals, putting the likely maximum at 15. He also backed the creation of a volunteer force, registered as a charity, to protect Jews against racial attacks.

In 1990 Moonman went to work for the charitable foundation of Gerald Ronson, jailed for his part in the Guinness share-dealing affair. His subsequent appointment as temporary director of the National History Museum’s development trust, after the foundation had given it £500,000, aroused protests from museum staff.

He became chairman of Essex Radio in 1991, visiting Professor of Systems Science at City University in 1992, consultant on Africa to the International Red Cross and chairman of Liverpool’s continuing healthcare review.

All aspects of the NHS in Liverpool were dominated entirely by Dafydd and his mates. Eric Moonman must have been Of Them or he would never have been given that position.

He edited essays on The Violent Society (1987)…

It was a very violent society for targets of Dafydd’s gang.

 

Moonman and his pals who were experts on terrorism will all have known about the links between terrorists and organised crime and that some of the murders carried out in N Ireland were thought to have been a result of the targeting of child abusers rather than British Oppressors.

 

Michael Meacher’s questionnaire demonstrated the degree of detail of the information that the Labour Party had/has on the NHS and the various Health Authorities. Other political parties also kept tabs on the NHS, because at every election there is an enormous scrap over the NHS. All parties of all hues knew about the serious crime that pervaded some parts of the NHS as described on this blog. The I Know Nuzzing bit on the part of any politician with regard to matters like the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal or any of the other big abuse scandals is farcical. Politicians and the NHS know when something like that is happening on their doorstep. No politician will confront any Top Doctor, no matter how dangerous he/she is, because they know that they will have the BMA after their blood. Somebody will have known about Harold Shipman in the way that everyone knew about Dafydd. Health Authorities like those in north Wales had dreadful mortality rates and were effectively bankrupt as well, of course the politicians knew what was going on. The Windbag made friends with Tony Francis rather than his victims because the Windbag feared Tony Francis’s professional group far more than he feared the distraught relatives of the kids in care or the Empowered Service Users. Kids in care and Empowered Service Users are there to have a photo call with in an election campaign which is then published in the local paper with a patronising comment about how they are being Helped. The Top Doctors are there to meet with in private and take orders from.

Whereas Labour politicians would never admit that the Top Doctors were killing the patients because the NHS must be supported at all costs, the Tories were concerned only with ‘profligate’ Health Authorities and didn’t really care that they were the dysfunctional organisations managed by criminals who were killing the patients at the same time. In his autobiography, Ken Clarke freely admits that there were a great many Health Authorities which were in a dreadful state with Chairmen and members who were not fit for those positions. Ken banged on at them about their spending, the importance of reform and the principles of good business, he introduced another layer of management and the trafficking, embezzling, drug dealing and serious organised crime continued. See post ‘Running The Country And All That Jazz’.

 

Moonman contacted the Windbag’s office in Sept 1984, after receiving Meacher’s questionnaire, but the Windbag maintained that he knew nuzzing and then distanced himself from Meacher. In an affidavit sworn just before the libel trial, the Windbag again claimed to have no knowledge of the questionnaire. The Windbag’s affidavit was sworn under the auspices of Lewis Silkin solicitors. The Silkins were a high profile family of Labour lawyers and politicians. Sam Silkin was Attorney General for England and Wales and AG for N Ireland, 1974-79 and at one point Sam’s brother John Silkin aimed to be Leader of the Labour Party. The Silkins all knew about Dafydd et al. See previous posts. In Sept 1984, Moonman also wrote to Jim Mortimer, the Labour Party’s General Secretary.

No Labour MP gave evidence in support of Michael Meacher at the trial, he was very much on his own. Everyone scarpered.

 

Ivor Walker was a fellow member of Islington Health Authority. When Moonman resigned as Chairman of Islington Health Authority in Nov 1984 over the business of Meacher’s questionnaire, Ivor Walker too complained to the Windbag about the questionnaire. The Windbag did not reply to Walker. Ivor Walker died in Feb 2009 and the Camden New Journal published a tribute to Ivor’s time on earth:

IVOR Walker, exuberant Labour Camden councillor, solicitor friend of the oppressed, passionate planning supremo and arts supporter, died on Sunday after a two-year battle against cancer. He was 76.
He was the archetypal lad from London’s East End who battled against the disadvantages in life – his mother died when he was five and grandparents brought him up – to raise himself up the social ladder and make his mark.
And he made his mark with his enthusiasm and determination to succeed, his ability to create friends, even among politicians from other parties, helping to promote the issues he cared for.
Social justice was close to his heart after he won a grammar school scholarship.
He was evacuated from London during World War Two and had an ambition to train to be a farmer so that he could emigrate to Israel. But after training in Manchester, he decided that farming was not for him.
After National Service he began life as a clerk at Thompson’s, the trade union solicitors.
“Then he became a solicitor himself by doing it the hard way,” said his lifelong friend Edgar Rose.
He and Edgar shared a flat in Ridgemount Gardens, Bloomsbury, in the late 1950s, when they were both left-wing members of the Labour Party and CND stewards on anti-nuclear marches.
Serving on Camden Council for more than a decade during the 1970s, he was first chairman of the planning committee, where he gained the support of Camden’s planning officer Dr Bruno Schlaffenberg.
Together they persuaded developers to provide social housing in major developments, notably the office block on the old Gamages store site in Holborn.
Turning Flask Walk, Hampstead, into a pedestrian space was another notable
achievement despite shopkeepers fearing they would lose trade.
Ivor was always on duty. He zoomed around Camden on his motor scooter, playing a significant role in expanding the Camden Arts Festival as chairman of the festival committee, providing support for the Roundhouse project in Chalk Farm, backing for the Camden Arts Centre, in Arkwright Road, Hampstead, and chairing the Camden Arts Trust.
Modern artists were among his friends, and he supported them too by buying their works while, in the council chamber, he always spoke with ebullient ease, combing his wit with serious conviction.
He even took on Ken Livingstone when his policy of breaking the Thatcher regime almost sent councillors to prison.
“Ivor really was the conscience of his party, always making Labour face reality no matter how painful it was to them – and to himself,” said Sir Alan Greengross, Camden’s former Tory opposition leader.
“He never forgot what the real world was all about.
“The truth was so important to him. He was an amazing friend to many people.”
Indeed, after failing to rise to the top at Thompson’s, Ivor left the firm to become, remarkably, a solicitor partner of the late Julian Tobin, a noted Tory councillor in Camden.
He later worked on his own after leaving the marital home in Highgate to live in Frognal, Hampstead, and, subsequently, with his second wife, Penny, in a cottage near Buntingford, Hertfordshire.
He leaves a widow and three children.
 

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Thompsons are a firm of solicitors who act for trade unions and have assisted many an abusive health and social care worker in the face of complaints from Empowered Service Users. A number of AMs in Wales who’s heads have remained firmly in the sand with regard to abuse and criminality in the NHS and social services, including the current Welsh Gov’t Health Minister Vaughan Gething, have been solicitors who worked for Thompsons.

Camden was the manor of so many of those who later became the big beasts of New Labour eg. Dobbo, Tessa Jowell, David Mills, John Mills, Dame Barbara Mills the corrupt DPP, they were all in Camden and cluttered up Camden Borough Council. All of them knew about the Westminster Paedophile Ring and the links between the trafficking gang in Camden and the gang in north Wales. Camden was also the location of the offices and Chambers of some of the dodgy lawyers who concealed the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Please see previous posts for the details of the Camden crowd.

 

Anne Rouse was a member of Islington Health Authority, 1982-86, who gave evidence at the libel trial. Anne was a member of Islington North Constituency Labour Party, as opposed to Eric Moonman being a member of Islington South Constituency Labour Party. Rouse was a project worker at Islington MIND. From its very establishment, MIND colluded with organised abuse and at one point was giving platforms to paedophiles’ rights activists at its conferences. Dafydd was a leading light in MIND while MIND told people that they were standing up to Dafydd’s abuses. People who held senior roles in MIND usually did very well in their future careers in public life and that was simply because MIND was concealing serious crime in very high places. See previous posts.

 

Another player in the drama was Barbara Shepherd, Meacher’s researcher who was the person who constructed the questionnaires, sent them out and analysed them. Michael Meacher’s political adviser at the time of the controversial questionnaire was Alan Meale.

Sir Joseph Alan Meale was the Labour MP for Mansfield, 1987-2017. Meale attended St Joseph RC School in Bishop Auckland, studied at Ruskin College and Durham University. His CV also mentions Sheffield Hallam University. Meale’s website lists his previous occupations as author, editor, development officer, tra