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’:
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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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The Wind Of No Change

My post ‘O Jones, O Jones’ mentioned that I had been told that Uncle Harry’s nephew’s dad Ralph was one of the leftist academics who had assisted Professor Stuart Hall et al in doing everything possible to obstruct Brown’s career (see post ‘Life In Cold Blood’). Ralph Miliband knew about Dafydd and the gang and the Westminster Paedophile Ring not just via Uncle Harry, but also via the New Left network and probably from his time in the Royal Navy as well (see eg. post ‘What’s Left? The Politics Of Social Justice’).

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Ralph Miliband was a student and then a member of staff at the LSE for many years but in 1972 Ralph took up a Chair at Leeds University. It is well-documented that Ralph wasn’t happy at Leeds and he resigned in 1978, but I have yet to find details why this was. People at Leeds University colluded with the paedophile/trafficking ring which operated in Yorkshire for many, many years; after all Leeds was Jimmy Savile Central and there was also massive police corruption in the region. Those at the top of Leeds University knew about this.

The VC of Leeds University, 1970-81 was Edward Charles Gurney Boyle, Baron Boyle of Handsworth (31 August 1923 – 28 September 1981). Boyle was born in Kensington, the eldest son of Sir Edward Boyle, 2nd Baronet and succeeded to his father’s baronetcy in 1945. The baronetcy was created in 1904 for Edward Boyle, the MP for Taunton, 1906-09.

Boyle was educated at Eton and graduated from Christ Church, Oxford in 1949 with a third-class BA (later converted to an MA) in history. Boyle was a temporary junior administration officer at the Foreign Office, 1942-45. Boyle worked at Bletchley Park in intelligence and was one of many in the security services who thought that the nation’s interests were best served by concealing a crime syndicate involving paedophilia, trafficking and dealing in class A drugs which by the early 1980s had stretched across Europe, because of the number of People In High Places who were involved.

Boyle was the Tory MP for Birmingham Handsworth, 1950-70. He served as PPS to the Under-Secretary for Air, 1951-52 and to the Under-Secretary of State for Defence in 1952, Parliamentary Secretary to the Minister of Supply, 1954-55, Economic Secretary to the Treasury, 1955-56, – Chancellor of the Exchequer was Harold Macmillan – Parliamentary Secretary to the Minister of Education, 1957-59, Financial Secretary to the Treasury, 1959-62, Minister of Education, 1962-64 and Minister of State for Education and Science in 1964.

Boyle served under the Gov’ts of Winston Churchill, Sir Anthony Eden, Harold Macmillan and Sir Alec Douglas-Home. When Boyle held posts in the Treasury, the Chancellors of the Exchequer were Harold Macmillan, Derick Heathcote-Amory and Selwyn Lloyd. Boyle served in the Dept of Education under Lord Hailsham and Geoffrey Lloyd. All of these people concealed organised abuse and the Westminster Paedophile Ring in an earlier era, including the Profumo Affair and those who lived long enough were concealing Dafydd and the gang’s activities when I was raising concerns. So much for Harold Macmillan and the Wind of Change in 1960.

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Derick Heathcote-Amory was based in Devon and was the Tory MP for Tiverton, 1945-60. He served as the Chancellor of Exeter University, 1972-81. Heathcote-Amory knew about Jeremy Thorpe’s shenanigans. Selwyn Lloyd was the MP for Wirral who preceded Dafydd’s mate David Hunt and was another person who lived through Promufo, the Night of the Long Knives etc (see previous posts for info on Selwyn Lloyd). Lord Hailsham aka Quintin Hogg covered up for extensive wrongdoing on the part of the rich and well-connected for eons and colluded with Dafydd et al until the day that the Hogg died, 12 Oct 2001. See previous posts. Hailsham was MP for Oxford, 1938-50 and then for St Marylebone, 1963-70. So while he was in the Commons, Hailsham’s constituents were Oxford academics and Top Doctors…

 

 

Geoffrey Lloyd was the MP for Birmingham Ladywood, 1931-45, Birmingham King’s Norton, 1950-55 and for Sutton Coldfield, 1955-74. Lloyd was a Governor of the BBC, 1946-49. He was created a life peer on 6 May 1974 as Baron Geoffrey-Lloyd, of Broomfield in Kent. Organised abuse was a problem and by the early 1970s, kids in care in Birmingham were being sent to children’s homes in north Wales.

 

In 1957 Edward Boyle opened the new teaching block and science block extension at Abingdon School. Abingdon School educated a lot of people who ended up senior roles in the Forces and many high profile academics as well as Francis Maude and Prof Nick Lemoine who have both featured on this blog as knowing much about the wrongdoing of Dafydd and the Top Docs. The members of the rock group Radiohead are also Old Abingdonians, as is comedian David Mitchell.

On his retirement from Parliament in 1970, Boyle was awarded a life peerage as Baron Boyle of Handsworth, of Salehurst in the County of Sussex. Boyle was appointed VC of Leeds University in the same year.

The Edward Boyle library at Leeds University was named in Boyle’s honour.

Boyle was a Trustee of the British Museum, 1970-81 and Chairman of the Committee of Vice-Chancellors and Principals of UK Universities, 1977-79.

Boyle died from cancer in Leeds on 28 September 1981, aged 58. He was a Bachelor and had not been blessed with children. Boyle’s life peerage became extinct at his death and his baronetcy passed to his brother, Richard. 

Edward Boyle was succeeded as the Tory MP for Birmingham Handsworth by Sir Sydney Brookes Chapman (17 October 1935 – 9 October 2014). Chapman was the Tory MP for Birmingham Handsworth, 1970-Feb 74 and then for Chipping Barnet, 1979-2005. Handsworth is one of the most disadvantaged areas of Birmingham, the sort of area that the petit bourgeoisie used to stress that they never visited, as Brown and I discovered when Brown was looking for somewhere to live as an undergrad in 1982. For many years now Handsworth has been an area with a very high proportion of ethnic minorities and it hosted some impressive riots in 1981 and again in 1985. Chipping Barnet is a constituency full of the sort of people who would never visit Handsworth if they lived anywhere near it.

Chapman succeeded Reginald Maudling as the Tory MP for Chipping Barnet. Reginald Maudling’s involvement with the corrupt businessman John Poulson forced Maudling to resign as Home Secretary in July 1972. Poulson was involved with huge amounts of civic corruption right across the north of England as well as with organised sexual abuse in Yorkshire. See previous posts. Poulson was linked to the corrupt practices of Newcastle-upon-Tyne based City Council Leader T. Dan Smith, who’s empire of local authority corruption grew so big that it reached as far as the corrupt Councillors and politicians in south London eg. Bob Mellish who were sending numerous kids in care from their local authorities to north Wales (see post ‘The Battle For The Labour Party’s Soul’). Reggie Maudling served as Chancellor of the Exchequer in Macmillan’s Gov’t and Home Secretary under Heath.

My post ‘Dates For Your Diary’ discussed how Vanessa Feltz suddenly found herself a TV star whose selling point was being married to a Nice Young Doctor – that particular Nice Young Doctor having close links with St George’s Hospital Medical School – in May 1994, just when Dafydd et al in north Wales and their pals at St George’s were under scrutiny and investigation re organised abuse and research fraud. Vanessa grew up in a wealthy business family in the Jewish community in the constituency of Chipping Barnet.

Friern Barnet Hospital was in the constituency of Chipping Barnet. Friern Barnet was the last asylum in England to close down and like every other asylum it housed a good many patients who had been abused as kids in care or in the psychiatric system itself. There was also sexual exploitation of patients in Friern Barnet. See previous posts.

Sydney Chapman served as Vice-Chamberlain of the Household, 15 April 1992-7 July 1995. The Vice-Chamberlain’s main roles are to compile a daily private report to Lilibet on proceedings in the House of Commons and to relay addresses from the Commons to Lilibet and back. As a member of the Royal Household, the Vice-Chamberlain accompanies Lilibet and the Royal Household at certain diplomatic and social events, particularly the annual garden party at Buckingham Palace. When Lilibet goes in procession to Westminster for the State Opening of Parliament, the Vice-Chamberlain stays and is “held captive” at Buck House. Presumably with Dame Mary Morrison, Lilibet’s Woman-of-the-Bedchamber, who’s brother Sir Peter was molesting kids in care in north Wales and elsewhere.

Chapman was Vice-Chamberlain of the Dysfunctional Household when the firebomb in Brighton killed five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’); when the North Wales Police closed their investigation into a possible VIP paedophile ring in north Wales/Cheshire stating that there was no evidence for such a ring; throughout most of the Jillings Investigation into the abuse of children in care in Clwyd (see post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake…’); and while Nicola Davies QC was reviewing the paperwork of the North Wales Police re the abuse of children in north Wales – most of which was missing – to assess whether a Public Inquiry was necessary. Chapman was also in post throughout the many attempts to have me fitted up for serious crimes on the basis of the perjury of Dafydd and the gang. I do hope that he kept Lilibet fully informed of all these matters.

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In 1970, ‘Middle of the Road’ had a Hit with ‘Chirpy Chirpy Cheep Cheep’, a song which Carlo’s pal Jimmy Savile introduced on the radio, on ‘Top of the Pops’ etc without the slightest embarrassment despite its fuckwitted title.

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The lyrics were as bad:

Where’s your mama gone?
(Where’s your mama gone?)
Little baby, Don
(Little baby, Don)

Where’s your mama gone?
(Where’s your mama gone?)
Far, far away

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Chapman was educated at Rugby and Manchester University, where he studied architecture, gaining his Diploma in 1958 and ARIBA in 1960.

Chapman was Chairman of the Young Conservatives, 1964-66, so he followed hot on the heels of the Young Conservative big wigs of just a few years previously, Peter Walker and Beata Brookes, who were key figures in trafficking kids and young people from north Wales to England (see previous posts). Chapman married his first wife Claire in 1976, (she was also his secretary when he was an MP) and they had three children. In 2005, he married his second wife, Teresa at Chelsea Town Hall.

Chapman was briefly a Whip during John Major’s administration. He was a member of the Parliamentary Assembly of the Council of Europe, 1997-2005.

After Chapman retired from politics, he moved from Barnet to Oxfordshire. He was a Vice-Chairman of the Council of Christians and Jews and on the Council of the Royal Institute for British Architects, 2009-2012.

Previous posts eg. ‘On The Occasion Of The 70th Birthday Of HRH Carlo’ discussed Trevor Tunstall, an Empowered Service User from Bangor who’s life was wrecked by Dafydd’s gang. Trevor was one of the architects who worked on the Bull Ring project in Birmingham in the 1960s and knew a great deal about civic corruption in Birmingham; from what I knew of Trevor, he was probably an honest man himself. Trevor also knew much about the crimes of Dafydd and the gang, but being an old nutter Trevor was ignored by everyone except for some of the Bangor students and Bethesda hippies with whom he was friends.

Sir Clough Williams-Ellis, the Anglo-Welsh landowner who owned the Brondanw estate at Llanfrothen/Croesor married into the Bloomsbury Set and was friends with Bertrand Russell and his network who were using the services of Dafydd’s gang (see previous posts), was an architect who will have wielded great influence among architects of Trevor’s vintage because, well, he was Clough who was mates with Bertrand Russell wasn’t he…

 

Sir Sydney died on 9 October 2014 in Oxfordshire. A Service of Thanksgiving was organised by his widow Lady Teresa Chapman on 10 June 2015 at St Margaret’s Church, Westminster. Attended by some 400 people including family, former colleagues, friends and constituents, the eulogies were read by Lord Ryder, Philip Porter and Sydney’s sister, Cllr Christine Bateson. Richard Ryder had the dirt on Sir Peter Morrison and his abuse of children in care in north Wales and elsewhere, which was why he was appointed as Chief Whip for the Tories. See previous posts.

Chapman first stood for Parliament, unsuccessfully, at the 1964 General Election, so he was obviously deemed to be a suitable candidate by that generation of Profumo-splattered Tories.

 

The Torygraph published an Obituary for Sir Sydney when he died in 2014:

Sir Sydney Chapman, who has died aged 78, was a respected Conservative MP who over 30 years in the Commons — representing Birmingham Handsworth and later Chipping Barnet — reckoned to be its only resident architect and town planner. 

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Chapman opposed over-development in the outer suburbs and the choice of Stansted as London’s third airport. But he made his mark inspiring a campaign to “Plant a Tree in ’73”. He proposed a National Tree Planting Year to the environment secretary, Peter Walker, in the Commons in July 1971. Walker gave his support and the campaign, headed by Lord Sandford, was launched at the start of 1973.

My junior school took part in the ‘Plant a Tree in 73’ campaign. We were not told that Peter Walker was an MP who was concealing organised abuse and trafficking, although there was a ring targeting kids in Bridgwater, our local town, which the local MP Tom King knew all about. Reginald Maudling was Home Secretary under Ted Heath for the first two years of Tom King’s time as an MP. I even shook Tom King’s hand when he was on the campaign trail in one of the 1974 General Elections; as Lord King now knows I might only have been at junior school in those days but I remembered a great deal about the Somerset Conservatives which only made sense to me many years later.

Previous posts have mentioned some of the fun characters that lived on the Somerset levels who were concealing organised abuse/Dafydd’s gang, including the prison governor Ian Dunbar; the daughter of Professor Robert Owen; and the DHSS Civil Service mandarin Clifford Graham. Then there were the swingers parties among the local Tories in the Polden Hills where Mandy Rice-Davies bought a cottage post-Profumo. All in Lord Tom King’s constituency when Old Tom was the MP for Bridgwater. Gary Glitter was living over at at Wedmore at the time and was a regular visitor to Bridgwater. There was also a man called Christopher Harding-Thorpe – who was very exploitative with regard to women, who later went to prison for embezzling dosh from his employers – who’s family lived at Moorlinch; Christopher’s family were Posh by Somerset standards and I think that they were involved with the Tory Party. Tom King will remember how I know about Christopher…

The secondary schools in Bridgwater which were being targeted by the abuse ring were so bad during the 1970s that most professional parents did almost anything to prevent their kids from attending them. Haygrove School was slightly better than the others which were truly dreadful, but Haygrove wasn’t up to much. I don’t remember Lord King saying anything about the matter at all, although Tory Party workers in his own constituency were doing battle with Somerset LEA and bussing their kids to the state schools in Taunton or Highbridge if they didn’t have enough money to send them to a private school. Not that Tom and Jane King lived anywhere near Bridgwater, they were known to hate the place. They didn’t even live in Somerset, they lived in Gloucestershire I think.

It succeeded beyond all expectations . The Forestry Commission donated 160,000 saplings; civic leaders and schoolchildren planted them with gusto.

Yes we loved planting the trees.

The Royal Mail issued a 9p commemorative stamp. “Plant a Tree in ’73” led to colleagues nicknaming Chapman, who also chaired the all-party animal welfare committee, “the doggies’ delight”.  Amiable if sometimes baffled-looking, Chapman had been too much a Heath supporter to be on Margaret Thatcher’s list when she formed her government in 1979; he had also been out of the Commons for six years. But he shifted to the centre , and in 1988 she made him a whip, a job in which he served for seven years, earning promotion from John Major.

Sydney Brookes Chapman was born at Macclesfield on October 17 1935, the son of an architect . Educated at Rugby and Manchester University, he gained diplomas in Architecture in 1958 and Town Planning in 1961.

Tom King went to Rugby; he is two years older than Chapman. Was he your fag Lord King?

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Chapman rose fast in the Young Conservatives, serving as national YC chairman in 1964 — the year he fought his first seat, Stalybridge & Hyde. When the ultra-liberal Sir Edward Boyle retired as MP for Handsworth at the 1970 election,

Does ‘ultra-liberal’ translate as ‘tolerated Jimmy Savile’?

Chapman held the seat with a 1,812 majority. When Edward Heath called a snap election in February 1974 , a national swing to Labour and boundary changes cost Chapman his seat, Labour’s John Lee taking it by 1,623 votes. 

Out of Parliament, he became information director of the British Property Federation. 

The British Property Federation is a ‘not-for-profit membership organisation representing companies involved in property ownership and investment. The BPF “work[s] with Government and regulatory bodies to help the real estate industry grow and thrive, to the benefit of [its] members and the economy as a whole.”. It comments regularly on proposed Government policies that will impact its members, including topics such as infrastructure, Build-to-Rent development and REIT legislation. Its membership comprises a wide range of companies, including real estate companies, institutional investors, fund managers, investment banks, housing associations and professional firms. The BPF operates in Scotland as the Scottish Property Federation from offices in Edinburgh’.

Is it not comforting that a dodgy MP with links to leading figures involved in en masse civic corruption and the organised abuse of children and young people was involved with this ‘not for profit’ organisation?

Shortlisted for six seats without being selected, Chapman looked set to sit out the 1979 election until, at the last minute, Chipping Barnet chose him to succeed the former chancellor Reggie Maudling, who had died.

Perhaps because Chapman’s CV suggested that he was in on Maudling’s corruption and could be relied upon not to throw his hands up in horror when he found out what Maudling had been involved with?

He doubled Maudling’s majority .

That’s OK then. Maudling was so notorious as a crook – as was his son – that one can only assume that his constituents knew and weren’t that concerned.

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Returning to Westminster, he became PPS to the transport secretary Norman Fowler, moving with him in 1981 to the DHSS.

It was Norman Fowler who Was Secretary of State for the DHSS, 1981-87 and who concealed all the shit in north Wales and in the other hot spots dominated by the gangs linked with Dafydd’s gang.

Chapman rebelled twice, against the choice of Stansted and charges for NHS eye tests, and helped defeat a government Bill to liberalise the Sunday trading laws. He also led an all-party campaign to save Britain’s commons .

When, in December 1988, Edwina Currie’s enforced resignation over her comments about eggs and salmonella necessitated a reshuffle, he was appointed a whip.

So Sydney Chapman was in the DHSS when Baroness Jean Trumpington, the Health Minister, appointed Jimmy Savile to a senior management position in Broadmoor Hospital. See posts ‘Socio-Political Context Of The North Wales Mental Health System In The 1980s’ and ‘A Pretty Classy Piece Of Operation’. Syd would have known that at the time, there were a number of corrupt Civil Service mandarins, including Brian McGinnis, Cliff Graham and Bing Spear, who were facilitating the organised sexual abuse of children and vulnerable adults within the NHS/Social Services as well as large scale drug dealing. See previous posts.

In July 1990 Mrs Thatcher promoted him to Lord Commissioner of the Treasury.

John Major was Chancellor of the Exchequer at the time. Children raped, battered and trafficked in children’s homes? Psych patients assaulted, raped and in the case of high security hospitals murdered by the staff?? No problem Sir Sydney, you’re fit to move on up the ladder, meet your new boss who in just a few months will be PM and before he leaves office will arrange a Public Inquiry Chaired by a bent High Court judge who was mates with a gang of paedophiles to investigate the abuse of children by his mates… Now we just need to put the final nail in the coffins of the careers of that small group of friends working in universities and the media who are key witnesses…

After the 1992 election, John Major promoted Chapman further, to Vice-Chamberlain of the Royal Household. To him fell the delicate task of reporting to the Queen proceedings in the House on the day Major announced that the Prince and Princess of Wales were separating.

Chapman had moved on by the time that Diana crashed in a tunnel so he didn’t have to deal with that.

“Your Majesty,” he wrote, “sadly but inevitably, today’s events in the House of Commons were dominated by the prime minister’s statement …”

Chapman delivered numerous wafer-thin victories for Major during the debates over the Maastricht Treaty. In May 1993 he announced a 317-317 tie on one amendment, obliging the Speaker to cast his vote for the status quo.

He left the government with a knighthood in July 1995,

The Gov’t knew that they would be holding a rigged Inquiry into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal which would be Chaired by Sir Ronnie Waterhouse by that time, although William Hague didn’t announce the Inquiry for another year…

and despite adverse boundary changes was the only Tory MP in his part of north London to survive — by 1,035 votes — the 1997 Labour landslide .

What were they all getting up to in Chipping Barnet?

He hung on despite refusing to campaign to save the A&E department at Edgware Hospital. “I appreciate it is difficult to persuade anyone living near a hospital that services will be improved by closing an A&E department,” he told protesters, “but I sincerely believe this to be the case.”

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Not Supporting The NHS is usually the end of a politician’s career, the Top Doctors make sure of that. So why didn’t the Top Doctors mobilise and force Chapman out?

Let me guess:

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In opposition Chapman chaired the accommodation & works select committee. He also served in the Parliamentary Assembly of the Council of Europe. He left the Commons in 2005, Theresa Villiers inheriting his seat.

Chapman was president of the Arboricultural Association, the Faculty of Building, the London Green Belt Council and the Barnet Society; vice-president of RIBA in 1974-75; and a vice-chairman of the Council of Christians and Jews.

Sydney Chapman married Claire McNab in 1976 (dissolved 1987). In 2005 he married his second wife, Tessa, who survives him with two sons and a daughter from his first marriage.

 

Chapman was succeeded as MP for Birmingham Handsworth by Labour’s John Michael Hubert Lee (born 13 August 1927). Lee was educated at Reading School, Christ’s College, Cambridge and SOAS, University of London. Between 1951 and 1958 Lee worked for the Colonial Service in Ghana. Lee then became a barrister and was called to the Bar in 1960 at Middle Temple. Ronnie Waterhouse was a member of Middle Temple and was called to the Bar in 1952.

Lee served as the Labour MP for Reading, 1966-70 and then for Birmingham Handsworth, Feb 1974-79.

Lee was interviewed in 2012 as part of The History of Parliament’s oral history project. The interview tells us that when very young Lee was influenced by Michael Foot’s book ‘Guilty Men’ and Richard Llewellyn’s ‘How Green Was My Valley’ and ‘It gave me I think an acute social conscience…. After that I began to take more of an interest in politics. The influence that perhaps articulated my views more than anything else was the teachings of Archbishop William Temple, who is still, even though I’m not a practising churchman now, Temple is still a hero of mine … Those are the seminal influences.’

William Temple served as Bishop of Manchester (1921–29), Archbishop of York (1929–42) and Archbishop of Canterbury (1942–44). He is also noted for being one of the founders of the Council of Christians and Jews in 1942. Temple became the first President (1908–1924) of the WEA and was a member of the Labour Party, 1918-25. He was Chairman of an international and interdenominational Conference on Christian Politics, Economics and Citizenship held in 1924 and participated in the ecumenical movement. One of the Anglican delegates to the World Conference on Faith and Order held in Lausanne in 1927, Rev. Temple both helped prepare and then Chaired the second World Conference Faith and Order in Edinburgh in 1937. He helped form the British Council of Churches after his elevation to the archbishopric in 1942 and the World Council of Churches in 1948. Rt. Rev. Temple was also influential in bringing together Britain’s various churches to support the Education Act of 1944.

William Temple died in 1944 and there is a memorial to him at the parish church of St George in Bicknoller, Somerset where he spent his holidays from 1933 to 1944. The former William Temple College in Manchester, named after him, is continued through the William Temple Foundation as a research and resource centre for those developing discipleship and ministry in an urban/industrial society. The College was founded at Hawarden, Flintshire, the stomping ground of William Gladstone and Ronnie Waterhouse in 1947; moved to Rugby in 1954; moved to Manchester in 1971 and was renamed the William Temple Foundation.

William Temple married but he and his wife were not blessed with children.

William Temple knew a lot about the molesting bishops of yesteryear which the IICSA is rather more comfortable discussing than the molesting social workers and Top Doctors who are still with us.

 

John Lee’s father was in the City, the Deputy Sales Manager in the British Sugar Corporation. Lee’s mother was from County Durham, the location of that long-standing abuse ring who in the 1960s and early 70s linked up with Dafydd’s gang. John Lee was friends with Richard Body, who in 1982 wrote a book which acquired a cult following, ‘Agriculture – The Triumph and the Shame’.

Body’s book argued that although we had achieved great things scientifically with agriculture – such as growing wheat on Exmoor, a place completely unsuited to growing wheat – it did’t make sense economically or ecologically. Body was writing at the time of the notorious Common Agricultural Policy which resulted in the EEC wine lake, butter mountain etc and there was a great deal worth paying attention to in his book.

Richard Body was writing from a Eurosceptic hard-right perspective and it was his colleagues in the Tory Party who had created the crazy system of generous agricultural subsidies to rich landowners – sometimes city financiers with no interest in farming who didn’t even know where their land was – which paid them so much to produce food that wasn’t needed. Richard Body knew the agriculturalists at UCNW – it was Richard Shattock, an academic in the Dept of Plant Biology at UCNW, who gave me Body’s book to read – who were colluding with Dafydd’s gang, including Professor Richard Howarth who bagged a job as Thatcher’s adviser on the back of him keeping schtum about the gang and what happened to my friends and I. The idea of Howarth being a Gov’t adviser was laughable, the Dept of Agriculture was a standing joke and the farm which they owned was mismanaged so badly that it went bankrupt – twice. College Farm was the main reason for the dire state of the finances of UCNW.

Some agri students at UCNW complained that the agri degree ignored science and ecology and was simply designed to teach the students who were the children of big farmers how to farm in order to make maximum use of the EU subsidy scheme in place at that time. The notice board in the Agri Dept was a source of wonder because it was covered in clippings from the agricultural press hurling abuse at SSSIs (Sites of Special Scientific Interest). There was an exodus of students from the Agri degree onto botany and zoology degrees. See post ‘Not Seen Since The 80s – Carwyn’.

Richard Shattock will have known that his colleagues were running that trafficking gang, he couldn’t have missed it, particularly because some of them were married to members of the gang who worked as social workers and Top Doctors. See posts ‘Additional Security Measures’ and Lest We Forget’. Richard Shattock was friendly with Top Docs himself and his kids went to Friars School, which was where the less fortunate kids were treated so badly and their neglect and abuse at the hands of Gwynedd Social Services was ignored. He also came from Bristol, the home town of Dr D.G.E. Wood who was helping run the gang. The Head of Richard Shattock’s Dept was Prof Geoff Sagar who was also Vice-Principal of UCNW when the institution was facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Although Geoff Sagar was doing the work of the gwerin, he wasn’t Welsh; Sagar was from Lancashire.

 

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Sir Richard Bernard Frank Stewart Body (18 May 1927 – 26 February 2018) was the Tory MP for Billericay, 1955-59, for Holland and Boston, 1966-97, and for Boston and Skegness, 1997-2001. Body was a long-standing member of the Monday Club and also served as President of the Anti-Common Market League.

Sir Richard is a third cousin of theatre director Val May. His wife Lady Marion Body was a friend and Bletchley Park colleague of Valerie Middleton, the grandmother of Kate Middleton.

In January 1973, Body was an opponent of Heath’s Counter-Inflation Bill, stating that the real cause of inflation was too much government spending. Within the Tory party his doubts were shared by Enoch Powell, Ronald Bell and Nicholas Ridley. 

Body’s writing and ideas were ignored by the MAFF. Between 1984 and 1993, Body (under the pseudonym “Old Muckspreader”) wrote the “Down on the Farm” column in ‘Private Eye’, in which he regularly criticised both CAP and environmental mismanagement of farms. So it will have been Old Muckspreader who gave the sympathetic story about Richard Howarth to ‘Private Eye’ after Howarth was ousted from Gov’t advisory circles in the mid-1990s, presumably with Thatcher having gone. A story appeared in the Eye about poor old Howarth, who, having been hounded out of polite company and treated disrespectfully, was running a B&B. Well he had been running a trafficking ring, so Howarth should have considered himself very lucky to have got away with it all.

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Body was generally regarded as of the “Old Right” of the party, and found himself in disagreement with John Major’s Gov’t, who had come to dominate the Parliamentary Conservative Party by the mid 1990s. He made such views clear in March 2001, shortly before he retired as an MP, writing in the Parliamentary magazine The House that the rural and, specifically, the agricultural communities of Britain were the victims of major changes to the culture at Westminster in his time in the Commons, as the number of Tory MPs from landowning or farming backgrounds had declined and the number of self-made men from the suburbs on the Tory benches had increased.

In his later years as an MP Body clearly distanced himself from an ever more economic rationalist and internationalist Tory party by associating himself with a number of environmentalist groups who disapproved of large national or free-trade groupings and supported smaller, more “natural” and “organic” communities.

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Carlo was Chancellor of UCNW when Richard Body’s mates were running the trafficking gang and telling students to ignore scientific and ecological principles and chuck chemicals over everything. Particularly glyphosate, even Geoff Sagar really loved the idea of spraying glyphosate everywhere and he was Head of Plant Biology rather than Agriculture. Glyphosate was particularly recommended for getting rid of Wild Oats no less…

The Principal of UCNW when poison was recommended for Wild Oats was Sir Charles Evans, Everest Hero and Top Doctor from Liverpool. Evans went to Shrewsbury School, as of course did Richard Ingrams who founded ‘Private Eye’ and other fun people like Michael Heseltine, who was a big pal of Sir Anthony Meyer, the Tory MP for Clwyd North West, 1970-83, the Sir Anthony who had a taste for exotic extra-marital encounters. Sir Anthony did the world a favour by inflicting the first blow on Thatch’s premiership when he ran as a stalking horse in the leadership challenge which paved the way for the much stronger challenge which deposed Thatch in Nov 1990. See previous posts.

This lot were all at war with each other and they were at war with the gwerin as well and of course at war with the Labour Party, but the one thing that none of them could do was challenge a gang of paedophiles and people traffickers.

Oh bloody hell, the Wild Oats are back and they’re complaining as well, where’s the poison??

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It did make nonsense but it also led to a lot of people dying, including those who had been infected with HIV when they were kids in care in north Wales.

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Richard Body has been associated with such long-standing figures of the Green movement such as Teddy Goldsmith, John Seymour and John Papworth. Unlike the vast majority of Conservative MPs, Body voted in favour of the equalisation of sexuality activity to apply equally to homosexuals from the age of 16 and also supported the legalisation of cannabis. Body was for a time a member of the UK Independence Party, but later joined the English Democrats. He called for an English Parliament in his book England for the English, published in April 2001.

Body’s fervent euroscepticism led to him being numbered amongst the rebellious “bastards” condemned by John Major in 1993. His actions regarding Europe eventually led to his resigning the Conservative whip for a temporary period. Richard Body will have been mates with the leading light of the bastards, Leolin Price QC, who along with his wife Lindy Price the daughter of Lord Brecon, was most helpful to Dafydd’s gang, as had Lord Brecon been in the previous generation (see posts ‘On the Occasion of the 70th Birthday Of HRH Carlo’ and ‘Only One Died’).

In November 1999, Body put forward an Early Day Motion in support of the writer Robert Henderson, who believed that his mail and telephone line had been interfered with by the security services after he had written allegedly threatening letters to Miranda, Cherie and various Labour MPs. This followed an article by Henderson in ‘Wisden Cricket Monthly’ in 1995 entitled “Is it in the blood?” which suggested that only “unequivocal Englishmen” should play cricket for England. Body’s motion not only defended Henderson and accused Miranda of interfering with Henderson’s activities, but referred to “publicly reported incidents of racism within the Labour Party”. This may have been an allusion to some controversial remarks about “blue-eyed, blonde Finnish nurses” made by the Labour MP Diane Abbott – who also knew about Dafydd’s gang, being the former Press Officer for Lambeth Borough Council with whom Dafydd et al was doing business and now famously represents The People Of Hackney – who had earlier accused Henderson of racism.

Body was a Vice-President of the Society for Individual Freedom and lived in Berkshire.

Body’s eurosceptic books include A Europe of Many Circles (1990) and The Breakdown of Europe (1998) (which purposefully echoed the title of Leopold Kohr’s book The Breakdown of Nations). Leopold Kohr and his fellow travellers had links with Ioan Bowen Rees, the Chief Executive of Gwynedd County Council while Dafydd’s gang did what they wanted in the children’s homes of Gwynedd (see post ‘Events, Dear Boy, Events’). Bowen Rees was considered to be an expert on local democracy and ‘small nations’ (see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’). Bowen Rees was friends with Lord Max Beloff who was mates with Thatch’s pals on the right who were involved with the establishment of the University of Buckingham. See previous posts. Lord Max is of course the dad of Cherie’s colleague and pal Michael Beloff QC, the lawyer who ensured that the Jillings Report into the abuse of children in Clwyd was completely suppressed and available to no-one but lawyers and insurers when it was completed in 1996 (see post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake…’). It is likely that Richard Body and Richard Howarth knew Ioan Bowen Rees, the self-styled Thinkers Of Gwynedd who ran that paedophile gang enjoyed their salons.

Richard Body was alive and kicking until Feb of this year, holding yet another umbrella over Dafydd et al.

 

John Lee joined the Commonwealth Party at the age of 17 and later moved to the Labour Party while he was at Cambridge. Lee was active in the Cambridge Union and as a debater within his own college, in the Milton Society. Lee subsequently worked as a criminal barrister. During the interview, Lee tells the interviewer that he was impressed with Dennis Healey and Michael Foot, about his relationship with his constituency party and the criticism of him for not living in the constituency. No, he probably won’t have wanted to live in Handsworth, it won’t have been the style to which Lee wanted to have become accustomed. Lee did vote against racist legislation on the matter of Rhodesia, which will have been a good move because Handsworth has a great many black residents.

Denis Healey and Michael Foot both concealed Dafydd’s gang and the Westminster Paedophile Ring and Foot was very probably part of it. Healey was just a grade A bastard. Michael Foot was a friend of the biographer and writer Mervyn Jones who wrote a biography of Foot in 1994. Jones was a former Communist who wrote for the ‘Daily Worker’ and later the ‘New Reasoner’ – as did Uncle Harry’s nephew’s dad Ralph – and ‘Tribune’. Jones was later Assistant Editor at the ‘New Statesman’. 

Mervyn Jones was the son of the Welsh neurologist and psychoanalyst Ernest Jones. Ernest Jones was a towering figure among the Top Docs in the first half of the 20th century Welsh. Jones was from west Wales and was educated at what became Cardiff University and UCL. Jones was a lifelong friend and colleague of Sigmund Freud from their first meeting in 1908 and he was the first English-speaking practitioner of psychoanalysis and became its leading exponent in the English-speaking world. Jones was President of both the International Psychoanalytical Association and the British-Psychoanalytical Society in the 1920s and 1930s. Although Jones was very influential there were a number of complaints about his conduct towards young female patients, including from his fellow analysts. Freud put an end to the romance between Jones and Feud’s daughter Anna.

Ernest Jones’s first wife was the Welsh musician Morfydd Llwyn Owen. In 1918 Ernest Jones and a Top Doctor colleague managed to kill Morfydd when they operated on her themselves at Morfydd’s parents’s home in south Wales when Morfydd was taken ill with appendicitis. Morfydd didn’t die from the surgery, Ernest and his mate poisoned her with the chloroform. Whoops… She had married Ernest only the previous year.

Ernest Jones knew Wilfred Abse, Gwynne and Dafydd at the beginning of Dafydd’s career and the crap that Wilfred, Gwynne and Dafydd spouted to excuse themselves while they abused patients will have been learnt at the knee of Ernest (see post ‘O Jones, O Jones’). Dafydd will also have known Ernest through their political activism because Ernest Jones, like Dafydd, was active in Plaid. Ernest Jones died in 1958.

Ernest Jones married Mervyn’s mum two years after Morfydd’s death, as a result of ‘some inspired matchmaking by his Viennese colleagues’. Mervyn’s mum was Katherine Jokl, a Jewish economics graduate from Moravia who had been at school in Vienna with Freud’s daughters. 

For more information on the excesses of Ernest Jones and his network of analysts, Top Docs, political activists and literary figures, see post ‘Feet In Chains’.

My post about the Abse family of traffickers and their friends and relations  ‘O Jones, O Jones’ mentioned that the poet and Top Doctor Dannie Abse struggled academically as a medical student, didn’t like the science and the gory bits and was uninterested in medicine anyway. I forgot to mention that Dannie’s son David as a boy noticed that his dad was very, very bad at ‘maths’. David Abse is an artist and when he uses the word ‘maths’ he will mean arithmetic. So Dannie Abse who worked as a Top Doctor for 30 years couldn’t add up either…

Mervyn Jones was alive until 2010 and still in service as one of Dafydd’s umbrellas.

 

John Lee was succeeded as the Labour MP for Birmingham Handsworth by Sheila Rosemary Rivers Wright (22 March 1925 – 5 July 2013). Sheila Wright was born and raised in India. Her father was an Inspector General of police until his death when Sheila was 12 years old. Sheila was subsequently raised by her mother who also managed a sick animal sanctuary. Initially taught by her nanny and governesses until the age of 11, Sheila then taught herself politics, philosophy and history. She left India just after WW II ended and lived in Southampton. She gained a social science certificate from the University of Southampton in 1951 and a sociology degree from London University in 1956. Lady Sheila Snooty of Imperialism was destined to Help The Poor.

Sheila married and although her name changed to Gregory she retained her maiden name in politics. Wright became a social worker and served as a Councillor on Birmingham City Council, 1956-79, becoming an honorary alderman.

Not only was there abuse of children and vulnerable people in Birmingham, but numerous children in care were sent to children’s homes in north Wales by the City of Birmingham Social Services, where they were abused. That is why Adrianne Jones, the former Director of the City of Birmingham Social Services, was commissioned to advise the Waterhouse Inquiry panel. At the time Adrianne had just been commissioned to advise the Welsh Office on kids in care. Adrianne also enjoyed a stint as Director of Hillingdon Social Services. Where there was abuse and neglect of children in their care. Adrianne was involved with many children’s charidees and in retirement she moved to Abergavenny. See previous posts for details of the many PIEs in which Adrianne had a finger.

As Chair of the Birmingham Education Committee Sheila Wright oversaw the introduction of the comprehensive education system.

As in Somerset, the Birmingham comprehensive schools in affluent areas performed well. The schools in disadvantaged areas were bear pits and the abuse and neglect of pupils was ignored. It is why clever working class kids in Birmingham were all scrambling for places at the King Edward VI Grammar Schools, it was their ticket out of the nightmare created by Adrianne et al. I have mentioned that there was abuse of kids in Bridgwater, when I was at school there in the 1970s. One of the vilest teachers at our school was a PE teacher called Jayne Rickets. She had a long running extra-marital affair with at least one other teacher at the school and they were discovered having sex in the gym and at various other locations during school hours. She later married this man who was very predatory himself and since I began the blog I have been told that they both had links to Dafydd’s gang and were involved in targeting vulnerable pupils. Rickets came from Birmingham. Why she ever went to or remained in Somerset I have no idea; she constantly insulted Somerset people, didn’t have a good word to say about Somerset and we all just wished that she’d piss off back to Brum.

Lady Sheila Snooty was MP for Birmingham Handsworth, 1979-83. In 1983 boundary changes abolished the seat and Wright gave up the nomination ‘due to family matters’. She continued to perform voluntary work for the Birmingham Central Health Authority and on numerous school governing bodies throughout Birmingham.

Dafydd’s mates Professors Robert Bluglass and Ian Brockington pretty much ran huge swathes of the NHS in Birmingham. Sheila will have been doing their bidding.

Lady Snooty died on 5 July 2013, aged 88, after a long illness.

While Lady Snooty of Imperialism was the Caring Sharing MP for Handsworth, Handsworth hosted the 1981 riots because Lady Snooty’s constituents were so utterly pissed off. The Handsworth Riots came under Dafydd’s mate Lord Scarman’s remit of Solutions To Angry Black People, as detailed in my post ‘Only One Died’. I note that some references to Lady Snooty describe her as an ‘the Anglo-Indian’ MP. I wouldn’t have put it past the Labour Party to have selected Lady Snooty for that constituency which was full of darkies because someone thought that she counted as an ethnic minority, in the way that I am supposed to vote for a whole variety of dipsticks because they are in possession of ovaries. Indeed the Labour MP Lisa Nandy advertises herself as a ‘Indian woman’. Lisa’s dad is Indian but her mum is as white as I am and was the daughter of Lord Frank Byers, the Liberal peer and Chief Whip who refused to act when he was told in no uncertain terms what Jeremy Thorpe was doing to Norman Scott. See previous posts.

Professor Stuart Hall was for years the Director of Birmingham University’s Centre for Contemporary Cultural Studies. Hall became famous as a Black Marxist Academic and was a Champ of the Oppressed. Stuart Hall coined the phrase ‘It Ain’t Half Racist Mum’ when discussing 1970s light entertainment TV favourites. Here’s Stuart Telling It Like It Is in the way that no other cultural theorist could because they weren’t down with the kids like Stuart:

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Stuart Hall was one of those who tried very hard to put Brown out of action, what with Brown being mates with Empowered Service Users and even former kids in care from Birmingham and refusing to abandon them. Brown told me years ago that one of the ways in which middle class people are able to tolerate dreadful abuse of other people is by constructing those being abused as having ‘many problems’ for seemingly unfathomable reasons. One of Brown’s colleagues said to Brown one day ‘why do all your friends have so many problems Brian?’ The answer was simple: Brown was friends with people who had a bunch of gangsters after them and he refused to turn his back on us. Only the other day I received a goblet of poison from someone known to me in Somerset who made a reference to someone whom I have discussed on this blog and their ‘many, many problems’. You try having an international trafficking gang after your blood Mrs Femail reader and just see how smoothly your life runs. The phrase used by Dafydd’s gang constantly was that their clients ‘all had so many problems’. Why ever might that have been???

 

Handsworth hosted another riot in 1985 after Lady Snooty of Imperialism had finished being an MP but continued to Help The Poor. Brown was living nearby at the time and he went out filming and interviewing the rioters. Who no doubt had many problems.

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Brown had lots of adventures when he lived in Birmingham, by talking to people with problems. This is how we found out about the endemic police corruption, the abuse of kids in care and psych patients in the city etc. It also meant that Brown found out about many things which were simply denied by most people who are given media coverage. Jess Phillips, the Labour MP  for Birmingham Yardley, received a lot of aggro not so long ago when she talked about the sheer amount of casual sexual harassment that young women receive when out and about at night in Birmingham. I have taken the piss out of Jess on this blog (see post ‘Everywoman?’), because while Jess pretends to be the Voice of Working Class Woman, her family are a bunch of highly paid NHS senior managers and management consultants and Jess knows exactly how much crap is being concealed. However Jess had a point with her comments re sexual harassment of young women. It really is rampant. Older women in theatres and at the opera don’t get it, but young women out and about either on their own or with their mates are constantly hassled. Although Jess didn’t mention that young men are as well, but they are threatened with violence from other men. Brown was always having to scarper when we were young because he outraged people by wearing leather trousers and frilly shirts, the drunken twats in their cardis and slacks couldn’t cope at all. So on one occasion I told them that I’d be worried if Brown looked like them. They weren’t very pleased with that comment.

One person whom Brown found out about in the 1980s was the New Street Ejaculator. There was a bloke who used to hang around Birmingham New Street and when women were window shopping he’d go up behind them and quietly masturbate and ejaculate over the back of their jacket or coat. Then he’d tap them on the shoulder and draw their attention to what he had done. This man was infamous, as were many other people in Birmingham who were less offensive but living eccentric difficult lives while in the ‘care’ of the mental health services or social services. Brown found out about the most appalling things that were definitely known to Top Docs and social workers yet not a word ever leaked out about any of it.

In about 2005, a scandal blew up in the UK media after there had been an incident in Birmingham in which a ‘paranoid schizophrenic’ had murdered his neighbour and had literally eaten his brain. The Serious Case Review which followed identified Failures and everyone concerned went on a Journey from which they Learnt Lessons. Brown told me that he knew that many of the Failures identified in that case were routine practice for the Birmingham mental health services, such as the CPN pushing tablets through the letter box of the patient’s home instead of visiting them but documenting that the patient had been visited, seen and was ‘coping well’. The Failures only came to light when someone had been murdered and cannibalised.

Professor Robert Bluglass was the Chair of Forensic Medicine at Birmingham University throughout the 1980s and 90s and also Chaired one of the NHS Trusts in Birmingham. His wife Kerry Bluglass is a psychiatrist in Birmingham. They knew that this sort of thing was happening but Bluglass’s priority was to conceal the criminality of Dafydd and others and discredit any complainants (see post ‘enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE)…

 

After the sad demise of Lady Snooty of Imperialism, her family placed a notice in the ‘Birmingham Mail’:

RIVERS-GREGORY Sheila Rosemary (also known as Sheila Wright) It is with sadness that we announce the death of our mother and grandma.

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She died on 5th July 2013 after a long illness. A retired Member of Parliament and local councillor, she was an active and passionately committed member of The Labour Party. Private natural burial. Donations in lieu of flowers to either Amnesty International or the RSPCA.

Previous posts have detailed the links between leading lights in Amnesty International eg. Martin Ennals and the RSPCA eg. Gavin Grant and Dafydd’s gang.

 

Sheila Snooty will have been working very, very hard as part of the effort to keep the lid on Dafydd et al as one of those who was sending kids into the hands of his gang and then cluttering up the NHS in Birmingham to give Dafydd’s mates Professors Bluglass and Brockington a helping hand lest everything unravel. See eg. posts ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’ and ‘Ian Brockington’s Mischief’.

 

William Walsh succeeded Edward Boyle as Acting VC of Leeds University, 1981-83. William Walsh (23 February 1916 – 23 June 1996) was an internal appointment, he was already in a senior role at Leeds University when Ralph rocked up there. Walsh a PVC at Leeds, 1965-67 and when he retired from Leeds in 1983 he was appointed Emeritus Professor.

Walsh graduated in English from Downing College, Cambridge in 1943 and worked as a school teacher before becoming, in 1951, a lecturer in Education at Keele University (which was at the time the University College of North Staffordshire). Staffordshire was the location of another long-standing organised abuse ring and there were major problems with paedophiles securing themselves academic posts at the University College of North Staffordshire and Keele University. The most high profile paedophile who worked at Keele was social worker Peter Righton who used his academic work to promote sex between adults and children and took kids to Amsterdam for jollies; Righton was eventually convicted of child sex offences. Jane Tunstill, one of the Jillings team who in the mid-1990s investigated the abuse of children in the care of Clwyd Social Services, was given a Chair at Keele. The Jillings team admitted that there had been very, very serious abuse of children in north Wales stretching back to at least the 1950s, but refused to comment on whether there was a paedophile ring in operation. See post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake…’.

Other Keele graduates and alumni knew about Dafydd et al but kept schtum eg. Michael Mansfield. The ring in Staffordshire had links with the ring in north Wales/Cheshire.

The abuse of children in Staffordshire became very public in the 1980s as a result of the Pin-Down Scandal. An Inquiry was subsequently carried out into Pin-Down, Co-Chaired by Allan Levy QC and social worker Barbara Kahan, who in their 1991 Report, like the Jillings team, acknowledged that serious abuse of children was taking place, but were believed to have not admitted the scale of the abuse. As in north Wales, the havoc caused by the gang in Staffordshire impacted upon the NHS in the area and that was concealed as well. That was the explanation for the Mid-Staffs scandal years later. Duncan Orme, the UCNW Student’s Union Welfare Officer who concealed the activities of Dafydd’s gang at UCNW in the 1980s and was rewarded by a career in NHS senior management, was at one time the Financial Director for one of the NHS Trusts in Staffordshire (see previous posts).

Barbara Khan worked with Peter Righton and when she was challenged about this in the wake of Righton’s sex offending, Babs explained that Righton had Taken Her In and that she hadn’t wanted to Discriminate Against A Gay Man. Babs never explained why she and her husband psychiatrist and Top Doctor Vladimir Kahan colluded with the abuse of kids and psych patients in Oxfordshire or why she had colluded with the abuse of children in all of her previous positions. Babs spent many years as a Gov’t social work adviser on kids in care, having been appointed as an adviser by Sir Keith Joseph in the early 1970s. Keith Joseph was the Tory MP for Leeds North East, 1956-87. See previous posts for information about the excesses of Sir Keith Joseph, who somehow knew when I was an undergrad at UCNW that Brown was my partner and that we both grew up near Bridgwater. How Keith Joseph knew I don’t know because we didn’t tell him.

Perhaps the Lord Chancellor at the time knew the explanation for that conundrum:

 

For more on Babs, her glorious career, her commitment to Socialism and Peace and for details of some of the abusers with whom she worked, see post ‘Always On The Side Of The Children’.

 

After working at Keele, Willie Walsh was appointed to a similar post at Edinburgh University and in 1957 became the Professor and Head of the Dept of Education at Leeds University. In 1972 he was appointed Professor of Commonwealth Literature in the School of English at Leeds.

Walsh died in Leeds in June 1996. The month after William Hague announced that there was to be a Public Inquiry into the North Wales Abuse Scandal. I don’t know the circumstances of Walsh’s death but it wouldn’t surprise me if it were yet another case of ‘Now don’t you worry my dear, we’ll look after you’.

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The Indie published an Obituary for Willie Walsh:

William Walsh was outstanding for his combination of scholarship with administrative and leadership abilities. As a scholar he specialised in two very different subjects – education and Commonwealth literature. At a personal level he was a man of sensitive, disinterested and balanced judgement, which he exercised with a keen respect for the feelings of others.

Except for the victims and targets of a gang of paedophiles.

Walsh was born in 1916 and graduated from Cambridge in 1943, where he read English at Downing College under F.R. Leavis. He became a schoolmaster and from 1945 to 1951 was Senior English Master at Raynes Park Grammar School, working at the same time for the degree of MA in Education at London.

This he completed in 1951, whereupon he took up a lectureship in Education at the University College of North Staffordshire (later Keele University), two years later going to a lectureship at Edinburgh University, where he was concerned with the teaching of educational theory to higher degree and diploma students. In 1957 he moved to Leeds to take up a Chair in Education and to become Head of Department.
 William Walsh’s literary scholarship imbued his teaching in the field of education. In his first book, ‘The Use of the Imagination’, published in 1959, he effectively deployed his literary scholarship to assert the crucial role of the imagination in education. He developed those ideas further in ‘A Human Idiom’ (1965), while the inspiration he drew from his interest in Coleridge found expression in ‘Coleridge: The Work and the Relevance’ (1967). He held the Chair and Headship of the Department of Education until 1972 and during that time he revitalised it.
 A School of Education in a region with a major paedophile/trafficking gang; they’ve got one of those at Bangor.
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The department not only increased greatly in size but, more significantly, he succeeded in making it a centre for research in many areas within the field of education.

Which probably involved at least some SEN kids who are often those targeted by abusers. But no-one will have known anything…

Research into computer-aided learning and into science education among others received sustained support and by 1970 this led to the establishment of the Centre for Studies in Science Education.

During the later 1960s Walsh became increasingly interested in Commonwealth literature, and his first book on the subject, ‘A Manifold Voice: studies in Commonwealth literature’, was published in 1970. Two years later he moved to the Chair of Commonwealth Literature, newly established in the School of English, and for the next nine years he was to publish extensively on V.S. Naipaul, R.K. Narayan and on Commonwealth literature generally. Apart from writing and visiting Commonwealth countries, for six years he also served as Chairman of the School of English.

He’d kept everything quiet and with Jimmy Savile having his Penthouse Flat in Leeds as well. The Penthouse Flat where teenaged runaways were kept overnight with the knowledge of the police and the Penthouse Flat in which a group of local police officers met once a week for ‘crime prevention’ discussions. Why would anyone in the 1970s and 80s describe a basic not very well furnished crash pad in a Leeds tower block as a Penthouse Flat?

Here’s Uncle Ernie from ‘Tommy’ who’s catchphrase was of course ‘You won’t shout as I fiddle about’:

Brown’s mum was always very polite, even to real bastards and after we’d all watched ‘Tommy’, one day she was relating the plot to someone else and she explained that Tommy was a deaf, dumb and blind boy whom his parents left in the care of an ‘unsuitable man’.
He had been Pro-Vice-Chancellor in the 1960s and had served on almost every major committee. In committee he enjoyed a reputation for wide-ranging discussion coupled with incisive conclusions, and sought to bring committees to clear judgements rather than becoming “bogged down in the marmalade of indecision”.

Nowadays cuts in university funding are unfortunately commonplace, but the extent of the 1981 reduction in funding remains a landmark in the history of UK universities. As Acting Vice-Chancellor William Walsh proved again his capacity for dealing with crisis situations. Leeds University owes a particular debt to him for the wisdom and skill he showed in handling its affairs during the difficult years from 1981 to 1983.

Don’t tell me that Willie managed to protect Leeds University from the worst of Fatcher’s Cuts? How ever did he manage that?

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To summarise: William Walsh, English scholar and educationalist: born 23 February 1916; Lecturer in Education, University College of North Staffordshire 1951- 53; Lecturer in Education, Edinburgh University 1953-57; Professor of Education and Head of Department, Leeds University 1957-72, Pro-Vice- Chancellor 1965-67, Professor of Commonwealth Literature 1972-84 (Emeritus), Acting Vice-Chancellor 1981-83; married 1945 May Watson (one son, one daughter); died Leeds 23 June 1996.

Parkes attended King Edward’s School, Birmingham and St John’s College, Cambridge, where he obtained a degree in mechanical engineering. He married Margaret Parr (1925-2007) and they had two children.

Parkes’s other posts included Head of the Department of Engineering at Leicester University in the 1960s and Chairman of the UK University Grants Committee in the early 1980s. Parkes was Chairman of the Committee of Vice-Chancellors and Principals, 1989-91. He was also appointed a Fellow of the Royal Academy of Engineering in 1982. Parkes was knighted in 1983. 

Edward Parkes will have gained much knowledge in relation to senior academics and others in public life colluding with Dafydd, Savile et al and the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Parkes was Head of Dept at Leicester University when huge swathes of the institution were concealing the ring in Leicester which by the 1980s involved all public services in Leicester and was a branch of the pan-European ring which had been formed when the separate pre-existing gangs across the UK all linked up and spread their net internationally. Furthermore Parkes will have known that Frederick Attenborough, David and Richard Attenborough’s father had been the Principal of Leicester University, 1932-51, that his sons were now famous and that many reputations had to be preserved. See previous posts. Other reputations which needed to remain unsullied included those of Maggie Nandy and her husband Dipak – Lisa Nandy’s mum and dad – who were working at Leicester University (see post ‘Radical Leicester And Some Other Free Radicals’). Maggie was the daughter of Lord Frank Byers, one of the key members of the Liberal Party who was concealing Jeremy Thorpe’s criminality (see post ‘My How Things Haven’t Changed’). Parkes will have known the name Janner as well.

Being an engineer and holding a senior management post at a university in London, Edward Parkes will also have known about the world-famous names in engineering at Imperial College in the 1950s, 60s and 70s who knew about and colluded with the different arms of Dafydd’s gang as well as the Westminster Paedophile Ring. See previous posts eg. Professor Wynn Humphrey Davies, Lord Brian Flowers etc.

I have discussed in previous posts how in 1984 when Sir Peter Swinnerton Dyer, the then Chairman of the UGC, threatened to close UCNW down and meant it, one of the Vice-Principals at UCNW, Alwyn Roberts, somehow ‘persuaded’ Swinnerton-Dyer to back off and let UCNW live. I knew that Alwyn Roberts had made it clear to Swinnerton-Dyer that UCNW was full of people colluding with or even involved in facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring and that was why Swinnerton-Dyer backed off. Alwyn Roberts used the same tactics to achieve many other things, particularly of course in relation to Welsh language matters in the face of hostility from Thatcher’s Gov’t. See previous posts.

What I didn’t realise until I read David Roberts’s book ‘Bangor University: 1884-2009’ recently was that in 1981, the UGC really did kick UCNW by implementing a massive reduction in funding and it was almost a killer blow; and the UGC made it clear that they would be returning to finish the job…

Edward Parkes was the man who showed no mercy to UCNW in 1981 and having been at Leicester and London Universities he knew exactly what the gwerin at UCNW were doing and who they were doing it with. Then Parkes went off to run Paedophilia Central at Savileville in Leeds.

So how did Alwyn Roberts save UCNW’s life then, because it wasn’t simply by saying to Swinnerton-Dyer ‘we’re supplying Thatch’s friends with child sex workers, you can’t touch us’, because the UGC already knew that. Did Alwyn Roberts perhaps reassure Swinnerton-Dyer that UCNW would absolutely ensure that the UCNW student who had been raising concerns about Gwynne the lobotomist, Dr D.G.E. Wood et al would be put out of action, as would her boyfriend and their rest of their circle of friends?

It was Professor Fergus Lowe of the Psychology Dept who reaped most of the rewards when Bangor was allowed to survive; the Fungus who was working in the Dept which Dafydd was dominating, who overthrew Dafydd and then built his own Evil Empire on the basis of his knowledge of the trafficking gang…

Fungus was someone else who was found unexpectedly dead not so long ago. I think that Alwyn Roberts is still alive.

Anne Vernon Alwyn. She was killed by the gang in April 1986. You can start talking, as can the slime with whom you are surrounded.

Alwyn Roberts was a member of staff in the School of Social Sciences, which was the location of the havoc in the early 1990s, when the gwerin went for the jugular of a senior sociologist and Merfyn’s late wife was caught in the cross-fire (see post ‘Badlands’). Roberts was also the Director of the Extra-Mural Studies Dept, which evolved into the Dept of Lifelong Learning, headed by Meri Huws, who in the 1980s worked as a Gwynedd social worker on the patch which included the Ty’r Felin children’s home, from where children were trafficked to Dolphin Square as well as other locations (see previous posts eg. ‘Are You Local?’).

One member of staff in Social Sciences at UCNW was Sandra Betts, who’s expertise was in Wimmin. While Sandra explained that she was a feminist and an expert in Wimmin, she gave virtually all her teaching and marking to other Wimmin to do, young wimmin who were PhD students or post-docs who did not receive a penny for doing Sandra’s work. Sandra Betts was still working at Bangor when I worked there and one day I went to see a colleague, a young woman who had just finished her PhD only to find her in her office with a screaming migraine. I offered to drive her home because she was far too ill to be at work and she explained that she still had marking to do. There was a pile of approx 50 pieces of course work net to her, every one of them having been handed in to one Sandra Betts who had simply given the whole lot of them to this teaching assistant to mark. On another occasion I met another sociologist who had previously worked at Bangor who told me that she had resigned when she witnessed Sandra Betts in an exam board meeting deliberately block a female student from receiving a well-deserved First because Betts knew that the student wanted to come back for a PhD in Gender Theory and would make Betts look just a bit lame if she began publishing in that area.

Sandra Bett’s partner was a man called John Borland. Borland was an enterprising man, as I have explained before on this blog. Borland set up a consultancy business consisting of Empowered Service Users who could be hired to contribute to the social work degree at Bangor; Service User Involvement is now a requirement on social work degrees in the UK. I was shown a list of Borland’s Empowered Service Users and I did not recognise one name on the list. I suspect that like the Patients’ Voices on the Community Health Council in north Wales, there was probably not many genuine service users among them. Service Users in north Wales had such bad experiences with the Services that they Used that most of then walked away in the end and would have no more to do with them.

John Borland was mates with the Buffet Slayer aka Aled Griffiths, a lecturer in social policy and law at Bangor. The Buffet Slayer’s sister was Gwenan Carrington, the Director of Gwynedd Social Services while Service Users were neglected and abused; his wife was Joanna Griffiths, the Director of Conwy Social Services, while Service Users were abused and neglected; and his twin brother Huw was a hopelessly incompetent solicitor who used to sit in Bangor Magistrates Court in the 1980s and 90s and watch Dafydd’s gang frame me and other Empowered Service Users for criminal offences. See previous posts eg. ‘Local Accessories’ for further details of the Slayer’s friends and relations.

To quote the title of one of R.S. Thomas’s poems, ‘Meet The Family’.

John Borland tried to hitch a lift on the back of a pan-European research project which was being undertaken by some other Bangor sociologists in collaboration with some German social scientists and social workers. The Slayer also professed an interest in this project and the Slayer kept nipping off to other European countries as well, on one occasion using the hired car that was waiting at the airport for the genuine members of the team from Bangor. They arrived to pick up their car, only to be told by a baffled gentleman behind the desk ‘oh the car was picked up earlier today, a gentleman from Bangor University collected it.’ One of the senior members of the team simply observed ‘this will have something to do with Aled Griffiths, I know it will’. He was quite right as well, the Slayer had accessed info, found out that a car had been booked and paid for, had turned up and nabbed the car.

I always presumed that the Slayer and Borland were just scamming their way into jollies to Europe – because they certainly didn’t know anything about Europe or indeed sociology – but now  I know how hard Dafydd’s gang were working to expand their European operations, I take a rather dimmer view of the Slayer and his junkets.

P.S. Slayer: I took that congratulations cake in for Howard NOT you. That was why the cake was accompanied by a card addressed to Howard and why I took the cake into Howard’s office. So why did you gatecrash the party and eat the cake??? Particularly as you were only ever rude and insulting to the rest of us?

I must compliment the Slayer on his cake-detection antennae though, I didn’t tell anyone that I was taking that cake in, it was a surprise, so God knows how his cake-detector mechanism found out that there was a cake in the building.

 

Alwyn Roberts was a missionary.

Children gang raped and forced to have sex with animals Alwyn, while they were filmed and the films exported for the international porn market.

A fucking MISSIONARY. But then the Slayer’s father was a Methodist Minister. On Anglesey.

Alwyn Roberts had previously served as the Principal of Pachhunga Government College in India. Roberts was also a member of Gwynedd County Council and a Governor of the BBC. See post ‘Meet The Gwerin!’.

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A previous post mentioned that William Bingley of MIND and the Mental Health Act Commission and one of Dafydd’s partners in crime for decades – as were Bingley’s parents – was involved with a charidee along his wife Helen, a former mental health Angel whom Bingley married in 2001. Bingley was a Trustee of and fundraiser for the Abaseen Foundation, a ‘healthcare and educational charity operating in north-west Pakistan’. William and Helen were frequent visitors to the charity’s ‘pioneering projects’.

Then there is the dreadful Dr John Perkins, the former Academic Registrar of Bangor University who was fully on board with Dafydd’s gang (see previous posts), who was/is involved in charidee work providing education to wimmin in Afghanistan and the Hindu Kush.

 

These people spent decades facilitating a gang of paedophiles and people traffickers who had a side line in class A drugs and who murdered victims and witnesses. Why is no-one investigating their links in parts of the world where desperately poor people will do anything for money?

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I have mentioned in previous posts that Lady Juliet Bingley, William Bingley’s mother, was married to Admiral Sir Alec Bingley who served alongside Lord Louis Mountbatten and the Russian spies in the Admiralty etc (see post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’). Lady Juliet herself was an almoner (social worker) who worked at Bart’s after she qualified in 1945, where her father was a surgeon. Lady Juliet did her social work training at the LSE and one of her training placements was with Liverpool Personal Social Services, an organisation which colluded with abuse, so Lady Juliet was off to a flying start. But then the LSE was full of Earnest Socialists colluding with the abuse of the poor and the art of grinding their noses into the dirt.

Why have these people got so many problems?

Lady Juliet is just a few years older than her mates Dafydd and Lucille. Lady Juliet, being concerned with the Poor and coming from a family led by a Top Doctor who will also have Only Cared About The Welfare Of His Patients, grew up in Harley Street.

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Lady Juliet’s dad was Reginald Vick. Reg died in Dec 1971. He biography is to be found on the website of the Royal College of Surgeons Plarr’s ‘Lives Of The Fellows’ Online:

Reginald Martin Vick was born on 20 July 1884 at West Hartlepool, and was educated at Leys School

Trumpers, Thatch’s friend who as junior Health Minister appointed Savile to the senior management of Broadmoor, was married to the Headmaster of The Leys School and was an enthusiastic networker with old boys. See post ‘Rejoice!’.

and Jesus College, Cambridge, and came to St Bartholomew’s Hospital for his clinical studies. He qualified with the Conjoint Diploma in 1908, and after house appointment at Bart’s became a demonstrator of pathology, as a step towards the Fellowship which he obtained in 1912. He became an assistant surgeon to the Hospital in 1913, and took the Cambridge MChir the same year.

Service in the RAMC then intervened, and during the first world war he was in France and Salonika, and from 1917 to 1919 he was in charge of a surgical division in the BEF, was four times mentioned in dispatches and was awarded the OBE. On demobilization in 1919 he returned to St Bartholomew’s to spend the greater part of the rest of his professional life in intimate association with the hospital, its staff, its patients and its students.

Bart’s was facilitating organised abuse in a big way by the late 1960s, but for that to have been happening then will have been a problem there for a long time.

Vick was appointed warden of the Residential College in 1920, the fourteenth in succession to James Paget, and the last warden of the College in Little Britain. He was thus given his first great opportunity of influencing students, yet this influence was not limited to the men resident in the College, for many of those returning from war service came to him for advice about their future careers, and had reason to be grateful to him for it. The warden-ship lasted for 15 years.

He was a popular teacher of undergraduates and postgraduates who appreciated the clarity of his methods, based upon his earlier work in pathology, and also the amusing stories which were used to fix facts in the memories of his class. But they learned most from his example, his sympathetic concern for nervous, shy or frightened patients, and his methods of giving them confidence and reassurance. He was above all an intensely warm-hearted and friendly person, and this characteristic was expressed by the leading part he played in the Cambridge Bart’s Club, and as secretary of his own contemporary “Decennial” Club.

Vick was also surgeon to St Andrew’s Hospital, Dollis Hill, and consulting surgeon to Bromley Hospital, Walton-on-Thames Cottage Hospital, and Crowborough and Bexhill Hospitals. During the second world war he served in the EMS as officer in charge of the surgical division at Friern Hospital. He was a valued member of the Court of Examiners at the College of Surgeons.

He was already 68 when he was invited to undertake the direction of the Cancer Bureau in the South Western Region which had been started in 1947 by Professor Rendle-Short of Bristol, and which Vick continued and extended from 1952 till 1965. He and his wife lived at intervals in either Bristol or Plymouth while he toured the whole region, appealing personally to the hospital staffs to make their cancer records complete and therefore statistically reliable.

The name Jeremy Thorpe springs to mind and of course Dr Death of Plymouth fame, 1966-92. Michael Foot’s family were a dominant force in Plymouth and of course Nancy Astor was the MP for Plymouth Sutton, 1919-45. Waldorf Astor had been the MP for Plymouth Sutton, 1910-19  and Jakie Astor was the MP, 1951-59. Dafydd’s partner in crime D.G.E. Wood was from a Top Doctor’s family in Bristol.

During his 12 years in office he had the satisfaction of approaching close to 100 per cent registration, and his annual reports were therefore worthwhile contributions to cancer research and a fitting reward for his devoted labour. He also contributed two articles to the British medical journal describing the organization of such a cancer survey.

Vick was over 80 when he gave up that cancer work, and it was only gradually that arthritis interfered with his full and active enjoyment of life. He died on 18 December 1971, and his wife, whom he married in 1920, and their four daughters survived him.

One of his daughters was Lady Juliet who went out into the world of mental health charidees and assisted a vicious criminal gang and who produced a son who did the same and continued to do so after Lady Juliet died. Reg’s other three daughters almost certainly married influential men and/or held influential positions as well and the chances are that they’ll have been as loyal to the corrupt medical establishment as Juliet was…

 

Now for a bit more on the Yorkshire region.

Previous posts have discussed various Leeds MPs who knew what was good for them and kept their mouths shut, including Hilary Benn and Keith Joseph and I have also discussed Alice Mahon, the former Angel and MP for Halifax who Supports The NHS by keeping quiet about the abuse of children and psych patients, who served as a Calderdale Councillor for years. Dr Brian Gibbons, the worthless turd of a Top Doctor who served as the Welsh Gov’ts Health Minister, 2005-07 and flatly refused to discuss evidence of serious organised crime in the NHS and social services in north Wales let alone act on it, arrived in Calderdale from Ireland to train as a GP in 1976, before joining the paedophiles’ friend as a GP in south Wales in the 1980s. Gibbons’s father was Hugh Gibbons, another Top Doctor, who was an Irish Fianna Fail politician, 1969-77. Hugh Gibbons was also an enthusiastic footballer

Brian Gibbons is a member of the Socialist Health Association, along with Uncle Harry and so many others whom we know and love.

Gren Kershaw, the corrupt NHS Chief Executive who oversaw the genocidal regime at Ysbyty Glan Clwyd and the surrounding area as the CEO of the Conwy and Denbighshire NHS Trust and then the CEO of the North East Wales NHS Trust, arrived in north Wales from Leeds (see previous posts).

I have known about Gibbons, Gren and others for ages, but I have discovered one of their pals who has gone under my radar, because after all they are legion…

 

Introducing David Trevor Shutt, Baron Shutt of Greetland (born 16 March 1942), Lib Dem peer. Lord Shutt served as Captain of the Yeoman of the Guard and Deputy Chief Whip in the Lords, May 2010-May 2012.

Shutt was educated at Pudsey Grammar School in Yorkshire.

 

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After school, Shutt trained as an accountant. In 1975 Shutt became a Director of the Joseph Rowntree Reform Trust and was later the Chairman as well as of course being a Trustee. The paedophiles’ friends love the JRF, it holds a great attraction for them. The names of many such folk appear in previous posts.

In 1973 David Shutt was elected to Calderdale Metropolitan Borough Council, now Calderdale Council, as a Liberal Councillor and later represented the Liberal Democrats on this Council, serving as Mayor of Calderdale, 1982-83.

Shutt stood unsuccessfully for Parliament at seven General Elections between 1970 and 1992: Sowerby in 1970, Feb 1974, Oct 1974 and 1979. After the abolition of the Sowerby seat, Shutt contested the new Calder Valley constituency in 1983 and 1987. At the 1922 General Election Shutt was the Liberal Democrat candidate in Pudsey. 

After the electorate had made it quite clear that they didn’t want David Shutt as their MP, there was only one thing for it; Shutt had to be given a seat in the Lords! On 12 May 2000 – three months after the Waterhouse Report was published – David Shutt was created a life peer as Baron Shutt of Greetland. Bechod!

Shutt was Liberal Democrat International Development spokesperson in the Lords until 2002. Following the 2005 General Election, he was appointed the Lib Dem Chief Whip in the Lords. After the formation of the Con Dem Gov’t headed by Call Me Dave in May 2010, Shutt was appointed Captain of the Yeoman of the Guard and Government Deputy Chief Whip in the House of Lords, positions he held until May 2012, when he stepped down as the Liberal Democrats’ Lords Chief Whip. In 1965, Shutt married Margaret Pemberton. They have two sons and a daughter.

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Rejoice!

Radio 4 announced this morning that Baroness Jean Trumpington aka Trumpers has died. I can only echo the sentiments of Trumpers’s mate Thatch during the Falklands conflict when South Georgia was recaptured in April 1982: Rejoice!

 

Trumpers enjoyed so many biographical highlights that I will refer readers to my post on the life and career of Trumpers, ’95 Glorious Years!’ for full details, but Trumpers’ greatest achievement was surely during her time as a junior Health Minister when she appointed Jimmy Savile to a senior management post at Broadmoor Hospital, in which role he subsequently raped and sexually assaulted a number of female patients, resulting in two of them committing suicide.

 

Here is a brief celebration of Trumpers’ life in pictures.

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Trumpers’ was born on 23 October 1922 into an incredibly wealthy family which was hit by the Wall Street Crash when Trumpers’ was a child:

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It was OK though, Trumpers’s dad and mum had so much dosh that even after they lost millions,  they were still far wealthier than virtually anyone else in the UK and continued to live the life of Riley, hobnobbing with Royalty.

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Trumpers’s childhood playmates included the Carey-Jones’s, members of David Lloyd George’s family from north Wales. Two of the Carey-Jones’s were members of the gwerin who created havoc in north Wales when there was a challenge to the Top Doctors of the Walton Centre after the wife of the VC of Bangor University failed to survive her encounter with them. Trumpers’ was also friends with Jeremy Thorpe, who was seven years younger than Trumpers.

Jeremy Thorpe

 

Trumpers’ only ever had one job until Thatch gave her a peerage and appointed her as a junior Minister and that was when Trumpers worked behind the counter in Peter Jones’s as a young woman. Trumpers was sacked after allowing one of her mates to steal from the store:

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Peter Jones played a part in Trumpers’ life once more many years later when she was a member of the Lords. Trumpers invited one of the Directors of Peter Jones to tea at the House and demanded discounts on expensive goods what with her being a Lady and no-one at Peter Jones twigged that this was the thieving cow whom they had sacked decades previously. Trumpers got the discounts and on subsequent shopping trips to Peter Jones, the staff scurried around ordering taxis for her and carrying all the bags of discounted goodies that she had purchased, lest Trumpers suffered from tired arms.

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As a young woman, Trumpers’ was groped by David Lloyd George while she was staying at his mistress’s house:

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Trumpers’ dad was involved in running The Windmill Theatre; it opened in 1931 and naked girls famously stood motionless on stage throughout all performances. There was never any improper behaviour at The Windmill, because if there had have been it would have been closed down. On one occasion Trumpers and her dad had a good laugh when the men in the audience at a ‘private showing’ scrambled over the seats and stormed the stage to grope and manhandle the naked girls.

The Windmill International Strip Club in London

In later life, Trumpers maxed out on having Worked In Intelligence At Bletchley Park. By Trumpers’ own account, she was only ’employed’ there in a very junior capacity after her dad had a word with someone, was bored out of her head and spent her entire time messing about with her mates or escaping to London to go gambling and to get pissed.

 

 

Trumpers thought that she might have met Alan Turing on one occasion, although she wasn’t sure. Whether she did meet him or not, Trumpers hated poofs and once left a party when she realised that there were some of them in attendance.

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Trumpers was one of those who made a lot of noise about putting her name to the Campaign To Pardon Alan Turing. Unfortunately by the time Trumpers et al did that, Turing had been dead for many years, having killed himself in the aftermath of his conviction for Being A Queer and experiencing Help For His Homosexuality from the Top Doctors.

 

Trumpers’ best mate at Bletchley Park was Sally Norton who later married Bill Astor and became mistress of Cliveden:

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Sadly Bill wasn’t very nice to Sally and once she had produced a male heir Sally was dumped and Bill remarried.

 

Nonetheless Trumpers continued weekending at Cliveden. Trumpers’ continued partying at Cliveden after Bill dumped his second wife and married Bronwen Pugh, who went to school in Dolgellau and was the daughter of Sir Alun Pugh, a Welsh Judge.

 

Bill’s mum Nancy hated all of Bill’s wives and made their lives very difficult. Nancy is a Feminist Icon on account of her being the First Woman To Be Elected As An MP. Although she wasn’t, there was a Woman Elected As An MP before Nancy Astor, but everyone’s forgotten about her. Just as Trumpers’ hated poofs, Nancy hated Jews.

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The interior of the Fasanenstrasse Synagogue in Berlin after Kristallnacht, part of the Holocaust:
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Trumpers was attending parties at Cliveden throughout the Profumo Affair:

 

Trumpers met Lilibet at Cliveden:

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Trumpers never liked the common slappers who found themselves sitting at the dinner table at Cliveden next to members of the Royal Family and Russian spies and she did know that None Of It Was Bill Astor’s Fault.

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  • Bill Astor dumped Bronwen and she was kicked out of Cliveden along with her two young children and blamed for the whole mess, being nought but a Welsh slapper.
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Here’s a few images from Hogarth’s ‘A Rake’s Progress’:

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  • Profumo redeemed himself by throwing himself into charidee work with Toynbee Hall in the East End with fallen women and rent boys. The sort of rent boys who’s services Lord Bob Boothby enjoyed while he was shagging Harold Macmillan’s wife.
  • After more years of partying and drinking, Trumpers’ married Alan Barker, a Master at Eton. Barker didn’t have any dosh but he knew a great many Posh Rich people and a few former PMs.
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Barker was appointed Headmaster of The Leys School, Cambridge

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Trumpers threw herself into Cambridge life and Conservative politics and she made many good friends:

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Trumpers became Lady Mayoress of Cambridge and Barker fumed after he was told that when he was misusing the Mayoral car for personal business, he had to remove the flag from the car. Trumpers was told by the police that it was OK for her to keep the unlawful offensive weapons that they knew were in her house even though as a magistrate and Lady Mayoress it could prove difficult if this ever became public.

Mind How You Go Sir, particularly when you’re in the Mayoral car.

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Trumpers was obliged to resign as a magistrate when it was discovered that she had been entertaining the Cambridge Rapist at her house. Trumpers continued with her work as a prison visitor, with Unmarried Mothers, the Mentally Ill and Juvenile Delinquents, making many useful contacts along the way.

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Trumpers was involved with Addenbrookes Hospital

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Has she fragrance? I have no idea, but she did perjure herself during that trial and only Tuppence was ever charged.

 

Barker was subsequently appointed Headmaster of University College School in Hampstead. As the Headmaster’s wife, Trumpers entertained pupils’ parents to tea, including Harold Wilson.

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In Feb 1980 Trumpers’ received a life peerage.

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Trumpers was always frank that she was only ever able to have a political career in later life because of Thatch’s kindness in giving her a peerage and she remained loyal to Thatch for ever after.

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Barker’s old pupil from Eton, Douglas Hurd, of whom Trumpers confirmed Barker was ‘very, very fond’, was asked by Barker to Get Trumpers A Job. So Hurd gave Trumpers a role in the UN’s work with Wimmin. Thus Trumpers got to know Sally Mugabe.

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No-one knew that Sally Mugabe was being treated at St Mary’s and indeed died there, the world was told that Sally was treated and died in Harare, because President Mugabe didn’t want to admit that she’d gone to Britain for treatment. Sally Mugabe was in St Mary’s under an assumed name although the Top Doctors all knew who she was.

Trumpers later pissed Robert Mugabe off when she let slip that she had visited his wife at St Mary’s, particularly as Robert Mugabe had been having an affair with Gucci Grace at the time. Here’s a PR shot:

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Somewhere along the way Trumpers became a member of the Privy Council, where once more all rules were flouted.

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As a junior Health Minister, Trumpers appointed Jimmy Savile to the senior management of Broadmoor Hospital

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although Trumpers allowed Edwina Currie to take the blame for this after Savile’s crimes finally were publicly admitted after his death

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What was kept even more quiet than Trumper’s decision re that appointment was Savile’s sexual assaults on Broadmoor patients and the subsequent suicides of two of them.

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Trumpers served as a Health Minister alongside Lord Simon Glenarthur, who made the decision to use infected blood products purchased from the US to treat NHS patients. Thousands of NHS patients contracted Hepatitis and HIV as a result and many of them have died.
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Lord Glenarthur was a Director of the MDU when the MDU provided Dafydd with free legal advice during Dafydd’s attempts to frame me for criminal offences in order to have me detained in Broadmoor.
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  • There is one other OAP who has lived through nearly as many of these 20th century Events as Trumpers; a man not born into privilege a la Trumpers but who nevertheless found himself crossing her path many years ago as a result of their shared interest in Helping Those In Need:

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

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God Save The Queen. Who won’t be with us for much longer.

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Baroness Jean Trumpington: aristocrat, socialite, member of Thatch’s Gov’t. Her contribution to society can be summed up thus:

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As any fule kno, Marx believed that the Point Is To Change It. The Life and Career of Trumpers demonstrates quite clearly that it certainly does need changing. Now.

 

The people’s flag is deepest red,
It shrouded oft our martyred dead,
And ere their limbs grew stiff and cold,
Their hearts’ blood dyed its ev’ry fold.

Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we’ll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We’ll keep the red flag flying here.

Look ’round, the Frenchman loves its blaze,
The sturdy German chants its praise,
In Moscow’s vaults its hymns are sung
Chicago swells the surging throng.

Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we’ll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We’ll keep the red flag flying here.

It waved above our infant might,
When all ahead seemed dark as night;
It witnessed many a deed and vow,
We must not change its colour now.

Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we’ll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We’ll keep the red flag flying here.

It well recalls the triumphs past,
It gives the hope of peace at last;
The banner bright, the symbol plain,
Of human right and human gain.

Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we’ll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We’ll keep the red flag flying here.

It suits today the weak and base,
Whose minds are fixed on pelf and place
To cringe before the rich man’s frown,
And haul the sacred emblem down.

Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we’ll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We’ll keep the red flag flying here.

With heads uncovered swear we all
To bear it onward till we fall;
Come dungeons dark or gallows grim,
This song shall be our parting hymn.

Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we’ll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We’ll keep the red flag flying here.

O Jones, O Jones

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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