Slaves, Perfect Slaves

I have noted in previous posts and comments that while Dafydd and Lucille’s gang operated out of Gwynedd County Council, the constituency of Caernarfon – the town which housed the offices of Gwynedd County Council, including the offices of Lucille, her henchmen and the crooked Gwynedd County Council lawyer Ron Evans – was one of the safest Parliamentary seats in the UK. From 1974, Dafydd Wigley was elected for Plaid again and again with huge majorities, which actually increased as the trafficking gang expanded. This, in the face of a wrecked local economy, where the only well-paid secure employment available was with the North Wales Police; Gwynedd County Council in some capacity; the NHS; UCNW (Bangor University); the Normal College Bangor; or the local FE institutions. All of these institutions were fully on board with Dafydd’s gang. Everybody else was in casual, very low paid work, frequently on one of the many laughable Gov’t ‘job creation’ schemes. Failing that, one could work in the children’s homes, care homes or charidees which were all part of Dafydd’s empire. Geddit???

I used to know someone who was a Labour Party activist in Gwynedd but who gave up with that particular past-time after becoming completely disillusioned with the fuckwittery and corruption of the local Labour Party, particularly in the form of one Betty Williams. This person was deeply involved with Gwynedd politics in the 1980s and they told me that Labour supporters at one of the counts (I think it must have been at the 1983 General Election) had to get the hell out of the hall because ‘Wigley’s lot’ were intent on physical violence and damage to Labour activists was feared. When I was told this some years ago, my response was ‘surely not?’ I was very firmly reassured ‘yes, they were nasty, intimidating and notorious’. So I responded with ‘Wigley couldn’t have known what they were doing’, only to be told that Wigley could not have missed what they were doing…

Rather like the paedophile gang that operated under Lord Wigley’s nose of which he knew nuzzing (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’), despite the Chief Executive of Gwynedd County Council Ioan Bowen Rees – Lucille Hughes was his Director of Social Services – being one of Wigley’s advisers. Ioan had previously been the County Secretary for Dyfed County Council, where there had been a paedophile gang in operation with links to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. See post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’ Ioan had also served as an adviser to Gwynfor Evans, the first Plaid MP to be elected, who was the MP for Carmarthen, 1966-70. When Dyfed County Council was formed in 1974, Carmarthen was the main administrative centre for that Council. Gwynfor Evans is really rated by many people, because of his pacifist beliefs and his threat to starve himself to death unless a fourth Welsh language TV channel was launched. Gwynfor knew about the paedophile gang and although he did threaten to fast to his death, the real muscle behind the creation of S4C was a contingent of campaigners who discreetly reminded Thatch of what her Gov’t was concealing in terms of Dafydd, Peter Morrison etc. See previous posts.

I know many people who support Plaid who are nothing to do with Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and his gang, but many members of Dafydd’s gang were actively involved with Plaid, including of course Dafydd himself. I probably should not have been so sceptical when I was told about ‘Wigley’s lot’ by that Labour activist; after all, my own experience for years as an Empowered Service User was to be constantly told that ‘doctors, nurses and social workers would never behave as you allege’. They did. They weren’t supposed to, but they were running a trafficking gang and they were a bunch of monsters. Presumably it was they and their associates who were some of ‘Wigley’s lot’ who put the fear of God into the Labour activists on election nights in the 1980s.

After noticing how safe Dafydd Wigley’s job was, I took a quick look at some other constituencies in Wales which housed the local HQs of the networked trafficking gangs. They too were very safe seats. The constituencies in nearby areas, with electorates which were deeply affected by the trafficking gangs but not 100% dependent upon their activities, were in contrast often highly marginal seats and the centre of a bun fight at every election, with all candidates scrabbling for votes so no-one dared upset any potential voter, including voters who were colluding with serious crime…

No wonder Dafydd did what he bloody well wanted.

 

In 1982, Merfyn Jones published his book ‘The North Wales Quarrymen, 1874-1922’. During the period of time with which that book is concerned, the Liberal Party politically dominated north west Wales; David Lloyd George was of course the MP for Caernarvon Boroughs, 1890-1945.

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However, Merfyn argues that the Liberals were economically impotent in comparison to the wealthy Tory landlords of what is now Gwynedd and the Liberals’ strategy was therefore to seize the political levers of power through the ballot box and thus undermine the authority of the landlord class. In order to win the battle, ‘an anti-Tory alliance of professional men, Ministers of religion, tenant farmers and workers’ was needed and indeed was constructed. The alliance was not automatic; it needed to be fought for and enforced. Merfyn maintains that the prime example of this process was in the case of the Penrhyn quarrymen of Bethesda.

When detailing the history of the formation of the quarrymen’s trade union in North Wales, Merfyn described in considerable detail the iron grip that Lord Penrhyn, the owner of Penrhyn Quarry at Bethesda, exerted over his quarrymen, including their political activities:

‘By the last quarter of the nineteenth century the slate quarrying areas were a bastion both of the Welsh language and also of a Welsh culture dominated by nonconformity and Liberalism. But until 1874 the Penrhyn quarrymen were also firmly controlled politically by Penrhyn Castle; those who admitted their radicalism could expect very short shrift. In 1865 the Cymdeithas Undebol Chwarelwyr Cymru had been meekly dissolved when Penrhyn had declared that he would not tolerate any attempt “to form a species of Trade Union among the quarrymen”, and that any such attempt would force him to close the quarry, and he “would only reopen it and his cottages to those men who declare themselves averse to any such scheme”.

The effectiveness of Penrhyn’s control over the men was again demonstrated in the 1868 general election…the hold of the Penrhyn family over the Caernarfonshire parliamentary seat was challenged and broken by a Liberal, Thomas Love Jones-Parry. He won the seat with 1,963 votes against the 1,815 votes of Lord Penrhyn’s son, George Sholto Douglas Pennant. In Bangor and Bethesda, however, areas under direct Penrhyn influence, Pennant had a majority. In Bethesda the number of Liberal votes was particularly small, 47 out of 359, and this despite the enthusiastic pro-Jones-Parry meetings held in the town before the election.

Those brave enough to be public Liberals in Penrhyn’s domain were soon made to pay the price…Penrhyn sacked and intimidated many prominent Liberals. In 1870 he purged his quarries of agitators, dismissing “over 80 quarrymen, most of them among the best men in the quarry in character and work…without any reason being given”.

Condemned by the Welsh press, this action was accepted by the Penrhyn quarrymen, who held an apparently well-attended meeting in June 1870 to “protest against the slur cast upon the respected stewards and generous and kind proprietor”. They resented especially the words of a local radical columnist who had castigated them as “white slaves”. On the contrary, the men protested, the sackings had been perfectly justified by the downward turn in the slate trade and even one of the dismissed men maintained that this was so and that he was no radical and had helped with the plans for a union (in 1865) against his own will. Such was Penrhyn’s power.

In 1874 Pennant comfortably regained his seat…the fear of victimisation and a genuine sense of obligation toward their master demanded a vote, not necessarily for Toryism, but for the pennant family…Even prominent nonconformist figures…and a host of deacons sat on Penrhyn’s platform and spoke on his behalf.

The Liberal Welsh press were furious and lashed out at the subservience of the quarrymen. The perceptive ‘Herald Cymraeg’ columnist on Bethesda affairs, wrote: Does Wales know I wonder, that the workers of Chwarel y Cae are slaves, perfect slaves? Ever since the election of 1868 they slip further every year into the hold of servility, until most of them have by now lost the last grain of independence…they will have to be squeezed almost to death before they will shout.’

 

A few observations:

Numerous female staff at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh admitted that they hated Dafydd and his behaviour around women – including them – was gross, but ‘you can tell him that if you want, I’m not going to’.

When I asked Jeff Crowther, the nursing officer/manager at Ysbyty Gwynedd, why none of them would stand up to Dafydd, he replied ‘because we’ve got jobs to keep and mortgages to pay’ and walked off.

Ella Fisk, the Angel who ran the day centre at the Hergest Unit, told me that she felt uncomfortable around Dafydd, that she would never wish to be alone with him, that he was creepy and that she had ‘heard rumours’, but that ‘isn’t evidence’. According to Ella, I didn’t have ‘evidence’ either, because Dafydd ‘had never touched me’. No Ella, because I stopped him!!! Having stopped him in the way that so many other patients did not feel able to, I was then told that I had no evidence.

The ‘Independent Advocacy Association’ which represented psych patients in north Wales told their staff not to support patients or relatives making serious complaints against the mental health services because the NHS funded the Independent Advocacy Association. Some of the complaints concerned deaths.

The Chairman of the IAA was Les Cluclus, a Hergest patient who doubled up as the Service Users’ rep. Cluclus was not democratically elected to any position; he was appointed, but by whom I never discovered. He was dependent upon the Hergest Unit for his care and his benefits. He told all of us that he ‘didn’t handle complaints about staff’. Cluclus attended a Service Users conference and told the assembled company that his job was to ‘do what the NHS wants’. One of the more competent advocates – who was new to north Wales – challenged him. The next week she was dismissed from her role at the IAA.

By 2002, the IAA had been commissioned by the North Wales Police to fulfil the role of the ‘responsible adult’ when vulnerable people were arrested and questioned. So when the Hergest Unit had the patients arrested, the ‘responsible adult’ with the remit to defend the accused’s interests was a member of the IAA. No-one was informed when this bunch of clowns were given that remit. I only found out about it when the Hergest Unit had me arrested and the biggest twat from the IAA that there was walked into the interview room, telling me that he was the ‘responsible adult’. I told him that I was a responsible adult myself and he could piss off. The policeman told me that the idiot from the IAA ‘has to be present’. I explained the law to the policeman who either didn’t know it or thought that I didn’t and I once more told the twat from the IAA to leave. At which point he did.

A secretary of Keith Thomson, the Chief Exec of the North West Wales NHS Trust, stated that he ‘ruled by fear’ and that she hated him but would ‘I would never dare say anything’. An Ysbyty Gwynedd receptionist stated that Martin Jones, Keith’s successor, was ‘alright if you reported something in another dept but you’d be sacked if you reported something in your own dept’. A highly effective method of encouraging ratting but not genuine whistleblowing Martin!

At an event at Bangor University in 2005 or thereabouts, I got chatting to a young woman who asked me if I knew if there were any jobs suitable for Welsh language graduates going in the admin depts at Bangor University. It transpired that she had been working for Gwynedd County Council, but according to her, the ‘bullying there is awful’ and if you’re not part of ‘Dafydd Iwan’s lot’ you’ve had it. She had spent the last few weeks off sick with ‘stress’ and was desperate to find another job. I subsequently met two other people – but young men – in exactly the same position, who were trying to escape the yoke of Gwynedd County Council by becoming teachers of Welsh for adults.

Sir Ronald Waterhouse stated that John Allen ‘only’ sexually abused the children in his care and that there was only evidence of him ‘occasionally’ using violence. Ronnie stated that John Allen was a kind and generous man to the boys, as evidenced by Allen giving some of them thousands of pounds and expensive gifts, such as motorbikes. When Ronnie was told that the other kids called the boys receiving such largesse ‘Allen’s bum boys’, Ronnie remarked that young people often use such language about each other, it means nothing.

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Ronnie accepted the explanation of social worker Mari Roberts that she was ‘just being playful’ when she tried to suffocate one boy.

After the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal finally broke, one unidentified social worker was interviewed and remarked that she was desperate to get away from the area, but ‘who ever would employ me? I’ve worked for Clwyd.’

I could continue…

Slaves, Perfect Slaves.

It was by such a process that in 1983, a university lecturer at UCNW was told by an undergrad that her boyfriend was receiving murder threats, only for her to be completely ignored. I wasn’t the only undergrad who told Adrian Bell that some horrific things were happening to me either…

‘We didn’t know.’

‘Brain tumour? Well all the referrals from north Wales go to The Walton Centre. Now don’t you worry my dear, we’ll look after you!’ ‘Ooh. Er, I think I know who this patient is.’ ‘No effective treatment available for this I’m afraid! Just exercising our Clinical Judgement! Bechod…’

We’re the paedophiles’ friends and you can’t get us.

My how things haven’t changed.

Slaves, Perfect Slaves. Or in some cases ‘spineless fucking idiots’.

Yma O Hyd!

Dafydd Iwan

 

After Alison Taylor blew the whistle on the abuse of children in care in north Wales, she never worked as a social worker again.

 

Now let us look at a few of those safe seats in detail to illustrate my point.

 

Caernarfon.

From 1950 to Feb 1974, Caernarfon was led by the Labour MP, Goronwy Roberts, later Lord Goronwy-Roberts.

Roberts was from Bethesda, where his father was a deacon of the Presbyterian Church of Wales. He was educated at Ogwen Grammar School, Bethesda and UCNW (Bangor University). Later he attended London University. While at UCNW, Roberts, together with Harri Gwynn, was one of the founders of Mudiad Gwerin, a nationalist left-wing pressure group.

Roberts served in the British Army, 1940-41 and in the TA until 1944. From 1941 until 1944 he worked as Youth Education Officer for Caernarfonshire and in 1944 was appointed lecturer in youth leadership at what is now Swansea University. So Goronwy Roberts was an early social worker.

Goronwy Roberts was elected Labour MP for Caernarvonshire in 1945, when he defeated the sitting Liberal MP Goronwy Owen, who had held the seat since 1923. Following boundary changes, he was elected to represent Caernarfon at the 1950 General Election, defeating the Liberal candidate by over 10,000 votes. He continued to represent the constituency until February 1974, when he lost his seat to Plaid’s Dafydd Wigley. Plaid have held the seat ever since.

During the 1950s, Roberts was, together with Cledwyn Hughes and others, a stalwart of the Parliament for Wales campaign. Lord Cledwyn was the MP for Anglesey, 1951-79 and a big mate of Glenys Kinnock’s parents. He was Secretary of State for Wales, 1966-68, where his Minister was the child molester George Thomas. Cledwyn Hughes was mates with all the Labour Party big wigs, particularly Jim Callaghan and Woy Jenkins and he provided a substantial boost to the Windbag’s political career. Lord Cledwyn colluded with organised abuse for decades, he was concealing it in the days of Gwynne the lobotomist before Dafydd entered the arena. See post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’.

In 1951, Plaid Cymru announced that they would not oppose Goronwy Roberts at the General Election due to his support for the Parliament for Wales campaign . Eventually, Goronwy Roberts presented the final petition to Parliament, bearing more than 250,000 signatures, in May 1956.

Goronwy was a Member of the Commons Panel of Chairmen, 1963-64 and served in Harold Wilson’s Gov’t. Goronwy was Minister of State at the Welsh Office, 1964–66, under the first Secretary of State for Wales, Jim Griffiths. The rot was built into the Welsh Office from its inception and Jim Griffiths set the standard, concealing abuse, neglect and corruption, although when he was Secretary of State the Welsh Office did not have responsibility for Health and Social Services. That followed very soon, when the child molester George Thomas became Secretary of State in 1968. Griffiths was President of the powerful South Wales Miners’ Federation – the Fed – and was the Labour MP for the safe seat of Llanelli, 1936-70. See post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’ for more background on Griffiths.

Goronwy Roberts was then Minister of State, Education and Science, 1966–67, Minister of State for Foreign and Commonwealth Affairs, 1967-69, Minister of State for Trade, 1969-70. When Labour lost power in 1970, Roberts became an Opposition Spokesman on Foreign and Commonwealth Affairs.

On his defeat at the Feb 1974 General Election, Roberts was created a life peer. He returned to Government as junior Minister in the Foreign and Commonwealth Office, 1974-75 and then as Minister of State in the FCO, 1975-79. Roberts was Deputy Leader of the Lords, 1975-79.

Roberts was a Member of the Court of Governors at what became Aberystwyth University and of the National Museum of Wales and was a member of the Fabian Society. He was appointed FRSA in 1968 and an Honorary Freeman of the Royal Borough of Caernarfon in 1972.

Goronwy Roberts, like Jim Griffiths, knew about the molesting of George Thomas and about the organised abuse in Wales upon which Dafydd later built and expanded. Roberts knew what was going on out at the North Wales Hospital when Gwynne was lobotomising people who complained of being abused. He was still the MP for Caernarfon when Dafydd began to build his empire and he was in the Lords when Dafydd and John Allen’s business began to boom in the 1970s. Goronwy didn’t die until 1981 and he remained silent throughout and about it all, including Harold Wilson’s strategy of building his career as PM on concealing crime and corruption in high and low places. Goronwy was in the Lords when Mary Wynch was unlawfully arrested, imprisoned in Risley and then in Denbigh by Dafydd. He will have known everyone involved in Mary’s case; he’ll have known the ring of crooked lawyers in the Caernarfon area of whom Mary complained who were in league with Dafydd and he will have known that the trafficking gang controlled UCNW, Bangor Normal College and that Aberystwyth University was a production line for crooked lawyers.

Goronwy was in office when the plans to flood Cwm Tryweryn were drawn up and he was a Welsh Office Minister when the Cwm was flooded. This was an event which caused massive resentment in Wales, particularly in the north and the huge protest from local people – including those who were kicked out of their houses and relocated because their whole village was going underwater in order for Liverpool to have a supply of drinking water – was simply ignored by the Labour Party. There are many who argue that the flooding of Tryweryn was the event which propelled the first Plaid MPs into office. It really, really pissed people off and the Labour Party were incredibly arrogant and foolish to show so little regard for people in north Wales.

Here’s Goronwy, looking dapper, his own house not having been submerged:

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Goronwy had two children, David and Ann. They will undoubtedly have been influential people in north Wales, but I cannot find out anything about them, except that Ann lived in Pwllheli and died in 2016. The executors of her will were Swayne Johnson Solicitors, 17 Trinity Square, Llandudno. Trinity Square Llandudno is on Dafydd’s turf, the branch of MIND which is run by Dafydd’s gang is located there . David Goronwy-Roberts was still alive at the time of Ann’s death. I suspect that info about them has disappeared from the internet as this blog has become well-known…

Goronwy Roberts held his seat with hefty majorities, some of which were almost as gobsmacking as some of Dafydd Wigley’s majorities. I recognised the names of some of those who challenged Goronwy Roberts; they have previously featured on this blog as paedophiles’ friends. Goronwy was very safe until 1970, when his majority was substantially reduced by Plaid’s Robyn Lewis.

In Feb 1974 Goronwy lost the seat to Dafydd Wigley, but only by 1,728 votes. Articles about Goronwy Roberts mention his deep concern about the way in which he lost his seat and associated events, but I cannot find details of exactly what it was that caused the ructions. Whatever it was, Goronwy didn’t lose his seat because of his tireless support for the Oppressed of north Wales. Sexually assaulted and illegally banged up in Denbigh? It was Nuffin To Do With Goronwy.

 

In 1950, Goronwy had a majority of 28.2% (10,578) over the Tory candidate. Plaid did field a candidate for Caernarfon in 1950, it was John Jones. John Edward Jones, known as J.E. Jones, was born in Melin-y-Wig in Denbighshire. He studied at Bala Grammar School and UCNW. At UCNW, Jones was elected leader of the Students’ Union and conducted a successful campaign to have Welsh made an official language at UCNW, alongside English. Jones was active in Y Tair G, which in 1925 became a component of the new Plaid Cymru. In 1928, he became a teacher in London and he founded a successful branch of Plaid there; as a result, in 1930, he was appointed General Secretary of the Party and returned to Wales. In this role, he was responsible for organising Party conferences and rallies and supporting local branches. J.E. Jones was involved in the campaign against Bombing School in Llyn in 1935 and the flooding of Cwm Tryweryn in 1965 (see post ‘Tan yn Llyn’). He took care of Party press releases and all publicity and occasionally he had to shoulder most of the load in publishing the Party’s papers, Y Ddraig Goch and Welsh Nation . More than a hundred books and pamphlets were published during his term as General Secretary. Jones stood down as General Secretary in 1962, becoming an official adviser to the Party, by which time Dafydd had firmly established himself in Plaid (see post ‘Tan yn Llyn’).

The 1950 General Election was the only time that Jones stood for election. Gwynfor Evans stated that Jones ‘contributed more than anyone to the great feat of keeping Plaid Cymru together during World War II’. WWII was a difficult time for Plaid as a result of allegations by their opponents that ‘Plaid supported Hitler’, an accusation that is still made by some today. It wasn’t quite as simple as that. Some members of Plaid eg. Saunders Lewis and Ambrose Bebb, did have links with fascist movements on mainland Europe, but they grew from interests in Catholic nationalist organisations rather than any great admiration for Hitler. Some members of Plaid were opposed to WWII for a variety of reasons, but then so were many other people in the UK. It has been forgotten how many people in the UK in the years before WWII took the same stance towards the Nazis and the idea of going to war with Germany as some members of Plaid did.

What is rather wore worthy of note is that while campaigning in the 1970 General Election, J.E. Jones was killed in a car accident…

In 1951 Goronwy Roberts had a majority of 24.8% (8,896) over the Tory candidate. In 1955 Goronwy’s majority was 26.3% (9,221) over the Tory candidate

In 1959, Goronwy’s majority was 23.1% (7,942) over the Tory candidate, Tom Hooson. This was the first time that Tom Hooson stood for Parliament; he was subsequently elected as the Tory MP for Brecon and Radnor in 1979 and held the seat until he died of a heart attack in office in 1985 at the age of 52. Tom Hooson was the cousin (and political opponent) of Emlyn Hooson, the Liberal and then Lib Dem MP for Montgomeryshire, 1962-79. Emlyn Hooson was a corrupt barrister on the Chester and Wales Circuit who concealed the crimes of Dafydd and the gang, as well as those of a few others including Jeremy Thorpe. Emlyn Hooson came from Denbighshire and was a big mate of Ronnie Waterhouse. See previous posts.

The Plaid candidate for Caernarfon in 1959 was Dafydd Orwig. Dafydd Orwig was a lecturer at the Normal College in Bangor and by the 1980s was a Gwynedd County Councillor. Dafydd Orwig was involved in the shafting of Patient F (see previous posts) and was known in Bethesda -where he lived – for simply touring the pubs and ordering the Perfect Slaves to support whatever campaign he needed backing for. Dafydd Orwig got the surprise of his life in the 1990s when he robustly supported the building of the Bethesda by-pass, but an opposing campaign driven virtually entirely by English incomers and hippies won the day. The Welsh Office Minister Lord Wyn Roberts, the paedophiles’ bestest friend (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’), really loved those hippies, much to the surprise of the hippies themselves. One of the opponents of the by-pass was Ed Ingram aka Filthy Ed, a minion of Professor Fergus Lowe in the School of Psychology at Bangor University. Filthy Ed not only had the dirt on Dafydd and the gang but he was sexually using school girls and was married to someone who starred in the hard core bestiality porn which was a side-line of Dafydd’s gang. I suspect that somehow Lord Wyn Roberts had been made aware of that. See previous posts.

Dafydd Orwig died in Nov 1996, just before the Waterhouse Inquiry began. Dr D. Ben Rees provided an obituary for the Indie, which was certainly an interesting take on the glorious life of Dafydd Orwig:

Bilingual education in Wales owes a great deal to a handful of local government politicians. In Glamorganshire, to the socialist intellectual Lord Heycock, in Gwynedd to Lloyd George’s nephew W.R.P. George and – in particular – to Dafydd Orwig, who was honoured this year by being chosen as Chairman of the new Gwynedd Council.

The new Gwynedd Council replaced the old Gwynedd Council, which had disappeared in the restructuring of the Welsh local authorities in 1996, as ordered by the Boundaries Commission which was Chaired by the well-camouflaged paedophiles’ friend Professor Eric Sunderland, Principal of UCNW, 1984-1994. The local authority shake-up was most useful because it resulted in the disappearance of Clwyd County Council just a few weeks after the Jillings Report, which had investigated the abuse of children in the care of Clwyd County Council since 1974. The Jillings Report was completely suppressed, but John Jillings and his team who conducted the Jillings Investigation were good enough to admit that there had been massive very serious abuse of children and it was very, very bad. Jillings also stated that there was evidence of organised abuse of children in north Wales stretching back decades before 1974. John Jillings refused to say whether he believed that there was a paedophile ring in operation in north Wales. John Jillings was the former Director of Derbyshire Social Services. Which had a paedophile gang operating within it which was linked to the gang in north Wales. See post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake’.

Orwig had done a long stint as an effective councillor. He had been a member of the Caernarfonshire County Council in 1973 and was a member of Gwynedd County Council from 1974 until local government reorganisation in April 1996. During those 23 years he took every opportunity to safeguard the Welsh language of the policy council. He did so with vigour and made sure that the translation service was given plenty to do by speaking always in his native tongue. I salute him for his courage and was always proud to hear him at the University of Wales Court of Governors pleading for his beloved language.

As George Galloway said to Saddam Hussein, ‘Sir, I salute your courage, your strength, your indefatigability, and I want you to know that we are with you, hatta al-nasr, hatta al-nasr, hatta al-Quds [until victory, until victory, until Jerusalem]’.
Furthermore, Tomorrow Belongs To Me.
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He argued with conviction and his vision was of a bilingual Wales with every child able to speak the language and every student understanding it.

‘Do ewe mean mari-jew-ana? Don’t ewe think I was handsome? I think ewe should be in prrrisson.’

Orwig played an active part in the academic provision of textbooks in his own discipline. He wrote his first book in 1961, Fy Atlas Cyntaf (“My First Atlas”), then he adapted Cyril Midgley’s Looking at the Map for Edrychwch ar y Map (1972) and C. Penrose’s The Landscape of Britain for Tirlun Prydain (also 1972). But his outstanding contribution was as editor of Yr Atlas Cymraeg (“The Welsh Atlas”), published in 1988. It was the culmination of eight years of hard work for him and his team of contributors.

Dafydd Orwig taught at the county school in Blaenau Ffestiniog and the Dyffryn Ogwen High School in Bethesda, before being appointed a lecturer in a teachers’ training college, Bangor Normal College, where he became an effective ambassador among future teachers.

Ceryl Wyn Davies, a teacher from Blaenau Ffestiniog, who trained at Bangor Normal, was repeatedly convicted of sex offences against children – including his pupils – but was allowed by Gwynedd County Council to continue teaching. For one of his court appearances, Ceryl Wyn employed one Emlyn Hooson QC to act for him. See previous posts . Bangor Normal trained numerous teachers who spent their careers in north Wales and quite a few who ended up teaching in other parts of the UK.

Orwig was a very politically minded individual and his support for Plaid Cymru was total. He served the party in every possible sphere, at grass roots in the slate town of Bethesda, in the council chamber and, in a number of general elections, as agent for the nationalist candidate in the Conwy constituency.

Personally he showed the way by deleting his own original surname of Jones,

Could a certain Top Doctor have possibly brought that name into disrepute??

a symbolic act which became popular with so many younger members of the Welsh Language Society.

No of course he didn’t, Dafydd was mates with many of them

The society was proud he was one of its early members.

That well-known breaker of Welsh glass ceilings, Meri Huws aka the Crack Of Doom – a bedfellow of many a Welsh Gov’t Labour Minister, including it is rumoured Rhodri The Ale Twat (see post ‘People With Energy’) – was the first Woman to be Chair of the Welsh Language Society, 1981-83. During the 1980s, Meri was employed as a social worker by Gwynedd Social Services. Meri’s patch covered the Ty’r Felin children’s home in Bangor, where the children were violently assaulted, forced to work in local business for pitiful or no wages and were sold for sex by their social workers at various locations, including Dolphin Square in London (see post ‘Are You Local?’). The man in charge of Ty’r Felin was Nefyn Dodd, who boasted of being mates with Dafydd. Meri subsequently bagged a lecturing job at the Normal College. Like Dafydd Orwig, Meri was Passionate and Committed where the Welsh language was concerned. Meri Chaired the Welsh Language Board, 2004-12 – despite a row resulting from allegations that she was only given the job because she was shagging yet another Welsh Gov’t Minister, namely Andrew Davies – and in 2012 Meri was appointed the Welsh Gov’ts first Welsh Language Commissioner.

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Dafydd Orwig was born in Deiniolen, a hill village near Caernarfon, which certainly by the 1960s was a by-word for disadvantage and hardship. I know of at least one case of someone from Deiniolen who as a six year old in the early 1970s lost his mum to suicide. His dad had great trouble looking after him and he was left to scavenge for food. He began drinking as a teenager and by his mid-20s he had a very serious alcohol problem and suffered with his ‘nerves’. By that time he was living down the road from Dafydd Orwig in Bethesda. He didn’t Bottle It Up like Men Do, he Shared and asked the GP in Bethesda for help. They gave him a prescription for valium and no further appointments. However, when I asked the Bethesda Police for advice after this man’s drinking caused a disturbance at my house – although he had not damaged anyone or anything – they offered to arrested ‘the fat bastard’ for me. I told them that the last thing that he needed was arresting and they said that in that case they couldn’t help. At the time, Dafydd was being paid a lot of money to provide an alcohol abuse service in Gwynedd.

The fat bastard was later the target of malicious allegations by a fucking nightmare of a lodger, Donna Morgan, who moved into my house. The fat bastard and his wife had been very generous to Donna – as had I. They had given her daily lifts in and out of Bangor University, where she was doing a Social Policy degree; they had bought her groceries and purchased toys and clothes for her small boy. To show us how grateful she was, she bounced a cheque for £500 on me and stole everything of any value in my house, leaving me a note telling me that if I went to the police, two of her mates would ‘vouch for’ her and testify that I was mad and a danger to her son. I tracked Donna down and the police ordered me not to go near her, because she was ‘in hiding’. Not from me, but from the father of her son who was a gangster. So I obtained a civil court order against her in an attempt to get my £500. When I served tried to serve it on Donna in the Students’ Union in Bangor University, the Welfare Officer Fran Tate – a paedophiles’ friend who later worked for the CAB where Lucille Hughes was a senior manager – tried to have me thrown out by the security men. They couldn’t chuck me out because I had an order from a judge allowing me access to the building. So they helped Donna get away out of a different entrance. I subsequently bumped into her in Bangor, so I served the order on her there. She gave me look of bovine incomprehension and scarpered. No-one ever heard from  her again.

I later found out that Donna Morgan was a gift from the Social Services. She had grown up in care in Conwy and they knew that I had advertised for a lodger and sent her my way because they thought that I deserved her. She was also shagging some of the police officers at Bangor Police Station – or according to them she was – and they cheerily arrested people at whom she pointed the finger. Which after Donna ran from the Bethesda/Bangor area, included a man whom she accused of raping her. She eventually fessed up that there was no truth in her allegations, but not until he had been arrested and held in custody, after being denied bail.

Donna Morgan also made friends with a man called Barry, who was a transgender mature student at Bangor University. He sounded like a very vulnerable man with quite serious difficulties, so he must have been overjoyed when Donna stuck the knife into him as well.

The fat bastard had a lucky escape; after Donna began to make allegations about him, his wife told the two paedophiles’ friends who were going to Vouch For Her in the event of me going to the police that if Donna continued telling malicious lies, she’d slap her one. The two Vouchers were a cocaine addict/dealer called Malcom Fox and his girlfriend Denise Baker. Denise Baker later worked as a psychologist at the Hergest Unit and at Manchester University, where she was sacked after being deemed to be a risk to vulnerable people. Sadly her boss Prof Louis Appleby, the Westminster Gov’ts Mental Health Tsar, not only didn’t warn anyone about Denise, so she got another job with vulnerable people, but somehow many years after she left his employment she was given a PhD on the basis of her ‘work’ with Appleby’s team. She then metamorphosed into Dr Denise Baker-McClearn,  having married Sean McClearn, a children’s social worker with Anglesey Social Services. Denise’s stepfather was a social worker as well, in the south of England. After being sacked from yet another job, Dr Denise Baker-McClearn gave up being a ‘health psychologist’ and ran a pop-up restaurant, where most of her customers were her husband’s colleagues. Then Denise opened a ‘social enterprise’, a cafe in Bethesda with was run entirely on donations of left-over food from supermarkets and other generous organisations who didn’t realise with whom they were dealing. It ended in much bad feeling when Denise stood accused of harassing and intimidating an Empowered Service User who lived in the flat above the cafe, who after a few encounters with Denise didn’t dare leave her flat. Dr Baker-McClearn has now left north Wales after having helped so many with her ever-giving heart and moved elsewhere after amending her name yet again after her husband kicked her out. See previous posts.

 

So much for Dafydd Orwig’s ambassadorial talents and his toxic mycelia, which penetrated much of Bangor University, particularly after the Normal College merged with the University in 1996. Following the merger, Dafydd Orwig’s associates were to be found in great number in the University, especially in the School of Education. They won’t all have liked him because he was a nasty piece of work, but it will have been the usual story – Fings Break…

Dafydd Orwig died on Nov 10 1996. Nov 10 is my birthday. If I’d have known that he had pegged out, I’d have had a double celebration, particularly as in 1996 those we know and love were working extra hard at pursuing Patient F, as well as me, through the courts.

 

Now for a brief overview of Dr D. Ben Rees, who wrote that hagiography of a deeply unpleasant man. David Benjamin Rees is a Welsh and English-language publisher, author, lecturer and Minister in the Presbyterian Church of Wales since 1962 and leader of the Welsh community in Liverpool. He leads one of Liverpool’s five remaining Welsh chapels. Dr D. Ben Rees’s small publishing house, Modern Welsh Publications Ltd, was established in 1963. From 1963 to 1968 it operated from Abercynon in South Wales. Since 1968 it has operated from Allerton, Liverpool and is the only Welsh language publishing house still operating in Liverpool. D. Ben Rees writes largely on pacifism, ‘Welsh culture’ and theology.

 

In 1964, the year that Harold Wilson became PM, Goronwy Roberts’s majority over the Tory candidate, Shelagh Roberts, was 30.17% (9,862).

Shelagh Roberts was born in Port Talbot and was educated at Milford Haven County School, Ystalyfera School and then St. Wyburn School at Birkdale. After leaving school she started work with the Inland Revenue in Liverpool. Roberts was a member of Kensington Borough Council, 1953 to 1971, while she had a go at becoming the Tory MP for Caenarfon. She was then a member of the GLC, 1970-81. In 1981, Shelagh Roberts was appointed a Dame for her ‘political work’. Which at that point had only ever encompassed losing the election at Caernarfon in 1964 and then sitting on the GLC when the London Boroughs sent hundreds of kids in their care to children’s homes in north Wales where they were abused and trafficked into prostitution; the GLC knew about this but concealed it, continuing to send the kids to north Wales…

Dame Shelagh was a member of Port of London Authority, Basildon Development Corporation and the Race Relations Board. The Dame represented London South West in the European Parliament, 1979-89. Her ‘service’ in the European Parliament was briefly interrupted in 1979 when it was discovered that she held an ‘office of profit’ – Shelagh was a member of the Occupational Pensions Board which was no doubt an office of enormous profit – under the Crown and was disqualified from serving. The Dame then resigned the office of profit and was re-elected as an MEP a few months later. After losing her seat to Labour in 1989, as a booby prize, the Dame was made Chairman of the London Tourist Board, serving until her death. It was announced on 31 December 1991 that the Dame was to be created a life peer – after the careers of the key witnesses to the crimes of Dafydd et al had all been ruined – but she died from cancer in January 1992, aged 67, before she could take her seat in the Lords. Roberts never married.

In 1966 when Harold Wilson took the nation by storm, Goronwy’s majority was 33.95% (10,678) over the Tory candidate. Then in 1970, Goronwy’s majority was slashed to 6.76% (2,296) by Plaid’s Robyn Lewis. Robyn Lewis is the Godfather of the corrupt solicitors of Pwllheli and served as the Archdruid for National Eisteddfod purposes for a long while. Lewis has spent much time in dispute with other paedophiles’ friends and has been active in both the Labour Party and Plaid. See previous posts.

So although Goronwy Roberts made much of the implied dirty tricks at the Feb 1974 General Election, the writing was on the wall by 1970 when Robyn Lewis nearly finished him.

The Marxist historian Eric Hobsbawm was one of those radicals who for years spent his summers at Croesor, in a cottage on the Brondanw estate which he rented off Sir Clough Williams-Ellis (see post ‘The Village’). In his autobiography ‘Interesting Times’, Hobsbawm devoted a chapter to Croesor. He wrote about how he and most of the other summer visitors from England were faced with a great deal of unpleasantness from a contingent of local people in north Wales from the late 1960s/early 70s which became so bad that most of the summer visitors gradually stopped going to Croesor. The real crunch came when Clough’s grandson Robin Llywelyn inherited the estate and cancelled the tenancies of the summer visitors. I spoke to a number of people who, like Eric, had been part of the ‘Welsh Bloomsbury Set’ at Croesor and they all remembered the terrible bad feeling which had saddened a lot of people who had been staying at Croesor for the summer for decades and had been good friends with some of the local people. I was given a variety of reasons as to what the cause was. Robin Llywelyn’s rationale was that he would only let houses to local people, not to second homers. Second home ownership in Gwynedd was causing much bad feeling at the time, understandably so in some cases. Yet the cottages in Croesor were not sought after by local people; people who grew up in Croesor told me that they loved it there but they all wanted to leave and did because there was no employment there. It would be difficult to argue that, in Croesor, second homers were squeezing locals out in the way that they did in places like Abersoch. Other local people told me that there was bad feeling that people like Eric couldn’t understand because he and the other summer visitors were wealthy – Eric et al didn’t perceive themselves to be, but compared to people in Croeser they were – and the summer crowd ‘played’ at chopping wood, living the simple life etc, but it was just playing; they weren’t looking at a lifetime of bugger all money and bad housing. In his writing, Eric attributed the hostility to the summer visitors to the rise of Welsh Nationalist feeling, which he claimed was whipping up hatred unnecessarily. Eric was a central European Jew who had spent his early life in Vienna and Berlin and later moved to London with the rise of Hitler. He was bound to hate nationalism of any kind.

However, Eric told me something which he didn’t mention in his book. He cryptically remarked that the real cause of the aggro at Croesor ‘was to be found in Croesor School’. There were great anxieties in Croesor over the future of the school, which ironically only remained open as long as it did because of a group of English incomers who wanted their children to learn through the medium of Welsh and drove their kids several miles from their homes elsewhere to attend Croesor School. A number of former pupils of Croesor School told me a few other things about the school, but they told me in confidence, so I’m not going to blog about their info.

However Eric knew about Dafydd and that trafficking gang, as did everyone else, locals and visitors, in Croesor/Llanfrothen. They also knew that Dafydd was somehow linked to Bertrand Russell, who in his later years lived near Croesor and was a friend of Clough. Whatever aggro was caused by the dynamics of a Welsh speaking village hosting a crowd of upper middle class Bohemians every summer, as well as the anxieties regarding the future of the school and the rise of Plaid and Robin Llywelyn pledging allegiance to Plaid, the real problem was that bloody trafficking gang, which by the time that Robin kicked all the summer visitors out was running the whole of north Wales…See previous posts.

In Feb 1974, Dafydd Wigley won the Caernarfon seat with a majority of 5.00% (1,728) over Goronwy. Tristan Garel-Jones stood as the Tory candidate and came third. Garel-Jones was elected as the Tory MP for Watford in 1979, retaining the seat until 1997, when he was made a life peer. Following his election to Parliament, Garel-Jones served in various Whip positions positions and also as Minister for Europe, 1990-93. He was seen as an effective Whip who successfully delivered Parliamentary votes in favour of Thatch’s legislation and was considered to be ‘a mixture of Machiavelli and Ivan the Terrible’ by the Thatcherite right-wing. Garel-Jones is said to be the inspiration for the fictional Whip turned PM, Francis Urquhart in ‘House of Cards’. What no-one did while Garel-Jones was doing his ‘You might very well think that; I couldn’t possibly comment’ bit, was to confront him with ‘don’t lean on me you threatening bastard or I’ll blow the whistle on Peter Morrison and the rest of them as well…’

Garel-Jones was a leading pro-European and remained so despite the Conservative Party moving to a more eurosceptic position. Many of the paedophiles’ friends were very keen on Europe, as were Dafydd and John Allen themselves, as they held ‘clinics’ and took children for ‘holidays’ there…

Garel-Jones voted for Thatch in the first round of the leadership challenge by Heseltine, but reserved the right to vote against her if it went to a second round. He subsequently voted for Douglas Hurd. Hurd colluded with Dafydd and the gang throughout Hurd’s time as Home Secretary. Hurd’s uncle was a botanist who had links with the Plant Biology Dept at Bangor University, of which two members of staff were married to members of the trafficking gang and other members of staff were very friendly with them (see eg. post ‘Additional Security Measures’).

After he stepped down from the Commons in 1997, Garel-J0nes was given a life peerage. Garel-Jones is a supporter of Humanists UK and a Vice Chairman of the All-Party Parliamentary Humanist Group.

 

In Oct 1974 Dafydd Wigley held the seat with a majority of 8.400% (2,894), over the Labour candidate Emlyn Sherrington. Kremlyn Sherrington spent many years as a lecturer in the School of History in Bangor University, where he was known for trying to cultivate the company of women some forty years younger than himself. Which I always thought was a bit of a joke until someone told me that he did rather more than pursue them, he got as far as exposing himself to them at University functions. I’m sure that they were not that wowed, but Kremlyn obviously didn’t realise. Kremlyn’s colleagues in the School of History included Dinah, who was married to Ron Evans, the corrupt lawyer who was employed by Gwynedd County Council to frame witnesses and who concealed Dafydd’s gang for years and Nia Powell, who I was told has a father who was a judge. I have no idea which judge Nia’s dad was, but whoever he was, it really would be surprising if he didn’t collude with Dafydd et al; he’d have been the only judge who didn’t. Nia was a student at Aberystwyth University when Neil Hamilton, also a student, famously goose-stepped around the institution. The Crack of Doom was also a student at Aber and is of a similar vintage to Nia and Neil Hamilton.

In Oct 1974, the Liberal candidate for Caernarfon was a Dewi Williams. There was a Top Doctor, a GP, in Caernarfon of that name who was on board with the gang and there was another Top Doctor as well with the same name who sat on the Council of Bangor University. I don’t know if either of those Top Docs were the Dewi Williams who stood in Oct 1974, but standing as the Liberal candidate is the sort of thing that a Top Doc might do.

In May 1979 when Thatch thrashed Labour, Wigley’s majority rose to 24.90% (8,724) over Labour’s Thomas Merfyn Hughes. Now that was a curious incident, because Thomas Merfyn Hughes within a few short years was the election agent for the Plaid MP Elfyn Llwyd, a dodgy barrister who was Chair of Gwynedd Law Society and on board with Dafydd et al. Merfyn Hughes was a retired social worker who lived in Croesor. Merfyn came to a nasty end in 2010. His body was found in someone else’s garden in Llanfrothen, at the foot of a steep embankment, concealed from view behind a greenhouse. His body lay undiscovered for 36 hours. Merfyn had the honour of being the subject of the most bizarre inquest conclusion in the history of Gwynedd, which is certainly some honour. The notorious coroner Dewi Pritchard Jones concluded that Merfyn had been walking home from the pub in the early hours, had fallen down the embankment, landed in the other person’s garden and decided to have a nap there. It was a cold winter’s night, so as Merfyn was having 40 winks, he froze to death without noticing. Presumably he also hid his body.

I noted Merfyn’s death because in 2005 I encountered him on the phone. He was at the time a senior manager for Gwynedd Social Services and had the remit of managing the paedophile’s colleagues in the Arfon Community Mental Health Team. They were unlawfully refusing to hand over my file – which they should never have had anyway because I wasn’t and had never been a ‘client’ of theirs – so I rang their manager, who was Merfyn. He pissed me off by calling me a Service User, but to be fair he told me that because Keith Fearns et al were unlawfully witholding documentation, he would physically go down to their office and remove it from them. Which Merfyn did. He then sent it to me and I discovered not only the usual lies and plans to frame me, but mountains of information from various third parties which they should never have had, should never have asked for and should never have been given when they did ask for it. It was mind blowing, even by the standards of the paedophile gang. They had been keeping records for years of my university courses, my job applications, medical conditions unrelated to mental health, my friendships, my housing arrangements, absolutely everything, it was extraordinary. Interspersed with all the info were numerous notes about how they were ‘most concerned’ to hear that I was now doing this course or that job or living at that address and that they would now be ‘sharing information’ to alert everyone to the dangerous nutter at large. All completely unlawful, even if I had have been a dangerous nutter and they had been providing me with any sort of ‘service’.

Merfyn was found dead, aged 63 yrs, in Nov 2010. By that time, Brown and I had begun publishing about the mental health services in north Wales. We had appeared in the broadsheets and were openly discussing our plans to publish a book about my appalling experiences at the hands of Dafydd et al. It was clear that the police would soon be forced to re-open the investigation into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal and the need to review the Waterhouse Inquiry was being discussed.

 

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For the full background on Merfyn’s death, see post ‘A Particularly Worrying Death’.

Such was the concern over Gwynne and Dafydd’s habit of banging people up in Denbigh who had crossed the paths of their mates, at one point an issue was made of there being no Welsh speaking psychiatric social worker in north Wales, thus targets were being ‘assessed’ in English, a language which many of them could not speak at all well. The argument was a red herring because Dafydd and Gwynne were first language Welsh – Dafydd was from Bethesda – as were scores of Angels at Denbigh. If anyone had really wanted to stop the gross abuses they could have. However in response to this, a Welsh speaking psychiatric social worker was appointed. I imagine that this simply made it even easier for Dafydd and Gwynne to incarcerate people; ‘ooh but they were interviewed in their mother tongue, OF COURSE the assessment was full and proper and they are definitely MAD’. It was people who lived in Croesor who told me about this, so I am wondering if the Welsh speaking Perfect Slave of a psychiatric social worker who was installed back in the early 1970s was Merfyn Hughes.

I hate to think what was happening to that social worker who once stood as the Labour candidate against Dafydd Wigley for election to the Commons. Fings Obviously Broke.

 

Didn’t any of you wonder what had gone on Windbag/Miranda/Gordon??? Or indeed you Betty Williams, who would have personally known Merfyn Hughes?

Fallen down an embankment in the middle of the night, landed in someone else’s garden, gone to sleep, died and then hidden his own body?

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

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Lord Wigley is still churning out a weekly column for ‘The Daily Post’, perhaps for his next piece he could write a few words about his memories of Merfyn Hughes before Merfyn met his slapstick death.

 

1979 was the year in which Dafydd had Mary Wynch unlawfully arrested and imprisoned in Risley Remand Centre and then the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. By 1979, Dafydd did exactly what he wanted, along with the other rotten Top Doctors and the ring of crooked solicitors in north Wales of which Mary complained. Risley was fully complicit and as Mary later demonstrated, the Treasury Solicitor was also part of the corruption. By 1979 there was havoc at UCNW and there was en masse abuse of children in the numerous children’s homes that were now springing up all over north Wales. The supply of kids and young people to the VIP trafficking gang was well underway.

In 1983 Wigley’s majority had increased to 31% (10,989). Mary Wynch was by now on her way to the Master of the Rolls; Dafydd et al knew that, but the wider public didn’t. Wigley’s nearest rival had been the Tory candidate. Betty Williams, the Labour candidate, came third; Michael Foot was still leader of the Labour Party at the 1983 General Election and had known about Dafydd and the gang for years. Betty Williams studied at Bangor Normal College and served as a Gwynedd County Councillor and the Mayor of Arfon in 1990. In 1997, Betty became the Blair’s babe for Conwy. She held the seat until 2010, throughout it all ignoring complaints about the abuse of mental health patients. Betty knew about Dafydd’s gang and simply kept schtum. See previous posts.

 

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Alice Cooper’s 1972 hit ‘Elected’ was a reworked version of their debut single ‘Reflected’, from their 1969 album ‘Pretties for You’.

Ioan Bowen Rees was appointed Gwynedd County Council’s Chief Exec in 1980 and remained in post until 1991. Lucille Hughes had held a senior management post in Gwynedd Social Services since the mid-1970s. In 1981 Lucille was given responsibility for the children’s section and in Oct 1983, she became Director of Social Services for Gwynedd. Ioan had stood as the Plaid candidate for Conway in 1955 and for Merthyr Tydfil in 1964. See post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’

In 1987, Wigley’s majority rose to 36.60% (12,812). His nearest rival was the Tory candidate, Felix Aubel. Labour’s David Williams came third.

Felix Aubel was born in Cardiff to an anti-Communist soldier from the former Yugoslavia and a teacher from Aberdare. Aubel has stood many times for Parliament but never won election: he was once described by the Welsh language campaigner Ffred Ffransis as being ‘too honest’ to be an MP. In 1983, Felix stood as the SDP candidate in the Cynon Valley, then again in the subsequent by-election in 1984. Aubel left the SDP in disagreement with their policies on defence and devolution and joined the Conservatives. Aubel’s best performance as a Tory candidate was in the 2001 general election when he came within 750 votes of toppling the Lib Dems in Brecon and Radnorshire. Aubel stood down as a candidate in 2004 and says he is busy enough with his lecturing, media career and Congregational ministry in Carmarthenshire to consider standing again. In a 2010 interview he said that he remained loyal to the Conservative cause.

Here’s Felix campaigning with Jeffrey Archer in Cardigan in 1996:

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By 1987 when Felix was trying his chances in Caernarfon as a Tory, Dafydd’s gang ruled supreme. Patient F had been framed and unlawfully imprisoned in Risley and then Denbigh after he’d told a few too many people that he knew that kids in the Ty Newydd children’s home in Bangor were being mistreated and the gang had declared all out war on me, Brown, Brown’s brother and our friends who were witnesses. I had been unlawfully arrested and held in Denbigh and my housemate Anne had been killed. Alison Taylor had been suspended from her job and was well on the way to being sacked. The Windbag tried his hardest to ingratiate himself to Tony Francis’s mates in the NHS, but it wasn’t enough to win Paedophilia HQ. The criminality was enormous, but no-one, no-one in authority was challenging it.

The Gang Of Four never fielded an SDP candidate in Caernarfon, although Dr Death personally knew some of the Top Doctors in Dafydd’s gang and Dr D.G.E. Wood was a big fan of Dr Death. Every member of the Gang Of Four knew about Dafydd and his gang and maxed out on this knowledge when they developed their initial election strategy (see post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’).

 

In 1992, Wigley’s majority increased to 39.90% (14,476). His nearest rival was Peter E.H. Fowler, the Tory candidate. The Labour candidate was Sharon Mainwaring. In the 1990s, Sharon Mainwaring was a Director of several companies, all based in Swansea, one of which was Atebion, . Atebion set up a branch in Bangor, it advertised itself as a ‘training organisation’ for wimmin having a hard time who wanted to return to work. I was one of those lured through its doors. There was only one course offered – word processing/typing. I though oh well it’ll be useful, I can earn a bit of extra cash part-time. I should have known better, it was of course a con. Not a complete con, but certainly not value for money. We all paid well over £100 – everyone being utterly skint and saving up out of benefits – for the privilege of being sat in front of a word processor for a few hours, after being given an instruction book and told to follow it. We taught ourselves while a bint in Next clothes wafted in and out of the room now and then without speaking to any of us. There was no qualification at the end of it. I never used those ‘skills’ again. A lot of people have done very well out of Helping Wimmin, but not the Wimmin who have handed over money to be Helped. Sharon Mainwaring was also a Director of Lliw Valley Women’s Aid, 1992-94, yet another organisation – founded by Jane Hutt – which concealed Dafydd and all the associated gangs while Helping Wimmin. Mainwaring’s name also crops up associated with ‘Care and Repair Cymru’, an organisation which does odd jobs for the needy. ‘Care and Repair’ do do things for people but only the things that would be done under normal circumstances by Housing Associations, Councils etc if they actually did their jobs properly.

Mary Wynch had appeared in a TV documentary in March 1991 and a group of Lib Dems had signed an Early Day Motion in support of her a few days after the TV documentary. Everything went quiet very soon after that; every Lib Dem who signed the EDM subsequently received a peerage, except for the Lib Dem who tabled it, David Bellotti, who instead had his career in Parliament destroyed. See post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’. By 1992, my career and the careers of three other witnesses had been completely wrecked and there had been repeated attempts to imprison me on the basis of the gang’s perjury. The North Wales Police had held an investigation into the possibility of a VIP paedophile gang in north Wales/Chester and in 1992 had colluded that there was no evidence for one. Alison Taylor had been trashed by everyone. A civil war had broken out in the School of Social Sciences at Bangor University, elicited by the paedophile gang (see previous posts eg. ‘Badlands’). Reinforcements were called in by the gang and there were many TV programmes, chat shows, books and articles about the wonders of psychiatry, ‘Welsh culture’ and its proud traditions in literature, music and arts and a flurry of interest in the history of psychiatry in north Wales, of which not one account contained more than a grain of truth. Dafydd’s Denbigh Dungeon didn’t get a mention, although it was still in operation.

Just days after Dafydd Wigley romped home with his huge majority, the Brighton firebomb killed five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. The man who allegedly confessed to starting the fire was found dead shortly after and over the next few years a few of the witnesses who had managed to survive the firebomb were found dead. See post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’.

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In the 1997 General Election, things had begun to take a little turn downward for Lord Wigley. He retained the seat, but his majority was reduced to 21.60% (7,449), over his nearest rival, the Labour candidate Eifion Wyn Williams. It was the General Election of Miranda’s landslide and Betty Williams had been redeployed to Conwy to do her bit for Miranda’s Wimmin. North Wales had begun to look a little tarnished after a steady supply of dead former kids in care and psych patients as well as the Jillings Inquiry – even though Cherie and Miranda’s mate Michael Beloff QC (the son of Lord Max Beloff, a mate of Ioan Bowen Rees) had ensured that the Jillings Report was completely suppressed (see post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake’) – plus numerous allegations that there definitely was a big paedophile ring in north Wales/Cheshire that was indeed being concealed at the highest levels of Gov’t. The Waterhouse Inquiry had begun and Hergest patients were being arrested constantly for ludicrous reasons, including Patient F and me. The gang were frantically busy behind the scenes – once more – trying to make a case for banging me up in a secure mental hospital.

By 1997 the UK pop scene was becoming overwhelmed by the New Talent from Wales; Cool Cymru was upon us. A great many of the young songsters were the offspring of people who had facilitated or colluded with Dafydd and the associated gangs. Gruff Rhys, who’s band the Super Furry Animals received inexplicable boosts to their careers from Big Names in the music industry, was the son of Ioan Bowen Rees; Gruff used to practice with his band at the end of the terrace where I lived. Cerys Matthews was a former psychiatric nurse who had, for reasons never explained, given that up; her dad was a Top Doctor who had worked in Cardiff and then West Wales, where there were trafficking gangs linked with Dafydd’s lot. Huw Bunford had been a colleague of John Owen, a teacher and TV scriptwriter from south Wales who abused his pupils for years and was found dead in Oct 2001 days before his trial was due to begin. See posts ‘The International Language Of Screaming’ and ‘Yet More Inglorious Bastards’.

In 1999 my friend’s baby  – my friend was a witness to the criminality in north Wales – died as a result of negligence at Musgrove Park Hospital in Taunton. She was told by a Top Doctor that he knew that the staff were going to lie if my friend took legal action. When I finally received copies of my medical records, there was information about my friend’s baby’s death in there.

Dafydd Wigley did not fight the 2001 General Election. The Plaid candidate was Hywel Williams, a former psychiatric social worker, who shared platforms with members of Dafydd’s gang and had been the Director of Social Work at Bangor University. Hywel won – the constituency was from 2001 known as Arfon – with a majority of 12.10% (3,511), over the Labour candidate Martin Eaglestone. Whom I met a few years ago, at a friend’s house. Martin was very frosty to me and I thought ‘that’s not very good for a candidate on the campaign trail’, but I later realised that Martin probably knew who I was, as did a few other frosty campaigning candidates.

Don’t mention the war! Or indeed Dafydd and the paedophile gang.

 

Between 1997 and 2001, the most enormous punch-up occurred within Plaid over Dafydd Wigley, but I have never found out what it was all about. Wigley stepped aside on the grounds of his heart trouble. He did have heart trouble but there was also a Grade A scrap.Years later Wigley’s wife Elinor Bennett wrote a little bit about it, maintaining that her husband had been treated appallingly after years of loyal service, but there still wasn’t much light shed on matters. Because Hywel Williams had been so fucking rude to me and other Empowered Service Users when we dared raise concerns about the abuse of mental health patients, I just thought ‘oh it’ll have been Hywel and a bunch of thugs causing trouble’, but I now know that Dafydd Wigley colluded every bit as much with the gang as Hywel did. Only Wigley was a better actor. I have a new respect for Hywel – he made it obvious that he didn’t give a fuck about us, he openly had coffee with the people who threatened and assaulted us and appeared on Dr Dafydd Alun Jones’s twitter feed, whereas Dafydd Wigley pretended to be nice to us.

There’s nothing like honesty and transparency in politics. If you’re going to be mates with a gang of paedophiles, then do be seen around Gwynedd supping with them a la Hywel.

Ym O Hyd!

Hywel. His attributes his alopecia to stress. I can understand that.
Official portrait of Hywel Williams crop 2.jpg

 

Hywel held the seat in 2005, with a majority of 18.60% over Martin Eaglestone. The Tory candidate was Guy Opperman. Opperman is now the Tory MP for Hexham, having been elected in 2010. Hexham is near Newcastle-upon-Tyne, the location of a long-standing trafficking ring linked to Dafydd’s gang which supplied both kids and staff junior and senior to north Wales. Opperman was born in Marlborough and was educated at Harrow School. He has a degree in law from the University of Buckingham and a diploma from the University of Lille, France.

Opperman was called to the Bar in 1989 and spent 20 years as a barrister of which 15 years were spent predominantly at the criminal bar. Opperman prosecuted and defended in a number of murder and rape trials. Opperman did many years of pro bono work with the Western Circuit Free Representation Unit and the Bar Pro Bono Unit, providing free legal assistance in hundreds of cases on behalf of Victim Support and CAB. Lucille has been involved with the senior management of CAB for many years. Ronnie Waterhouse also had his fingers in the CAB pie, as does Tal Michael, the son of paedophiles’ and Miranda’s friend Alun Michael, the former First Secretary of Wales who scarpered immediately that the Waterhouse Report was published. See previous posts.

Opperman was awarded the Bar Pro Bono Award by Miranda’s Attorney General, Lord Goldsmith QC, for his voluntary work on behalf of victims in Criminal Injuries Compensation Appeals. Peter Goldsmith was given his peerage just before the publication of the Waterhouse Report and became AG the year following its publication. In 2009, the then Attorney General, Baroness Patricia Scotland QC, presented him with a Pro Bono Hero award in the House of Commons for his work on preventing hospital closures. Patricia is a paedophiles’ friend of the highest order and three previous blog are dedicated to Patricia and her pals.

Opperman was a Councillor in Kennet, Wiltshire, 1995-99.

Opperman led a legal campaign to oppose the closure of the NHS’s Savernake Hospital at Marlborough which he credited with saving his mother’s life from cancer. Although Opperman probably doesn’t know with any certainty that they did, but campaigning on behalf of the Top Docs is a favourite past-time for politicians.

Opperman runs a series of social action projects in the North East. In 2010, he established a work experience scheme based in his Hexham office to give young people an insight into politics and experience in work. Since its inception almost 100 local young people have taken part in the programme. During Christmas 2011, he collected presents for soldiers serving abroad in Afghanistan. In 2012, he coordinated the collection of more than 300 toys for disadvantaged children in north east England as part of the Northumberland Conservatives’ Christmas appeal, “Buy One More Toy”.

This is all good clean fun Guy, but those kids would probably have benefited more from you exposing the horror which passes for ‘children’s social services’ in your neck of the woods.

In September 2012 Opperman was appointed as PPS to Mark Harper, the Immigration Minister at the Home Office. Which is not quite as fluffy as campaigning on behalf of the NHS. Theresa was Home Secretary at the time and oversaw deaths and abuses in immigration detention centres and was responsible for those Vans Of Hate telling darkies to go home. While Home Secretary, Theresa organised the Macur Review of the Waterhouse Inquiry, which, surprise surprise, was another heavily redacted cover-up, that maintained that there was nothing untoward with Ronnie’s original. Not that Theresa would ever want the sordid truth to be revealed, Theresa having been one of the Councillors of the London Borough of Merton, which was served by St George’s Hospital Medical School when St George’s was facilitating the trafficking ring which was directly linked to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales.

Opperman has previously described himself as “rather on the left” of the Conservative Party and has previously opposed regional pay but supported the Living Wage, regional banks, and industrial activism. He called for his Party to do more to show it supports “the hard working people in our public sector”. Like Angels and Top Doctors!

Opperman’s interests in Parliament include assisted dying and prison reform.  On 8 August 2013, Opperman declared his support for the Living Wage in an article for the New Statesman. In this article he asked: “How and why did we let it become acceptable for a full-time job not to pay enough to live on?”. Fancy making any points about the problems that excessively high pay among some people in the NHS is causing then Guy?

Although he led a campaign to oppose the closure of Savernake Hospital, Opperman has overseen multiple NHS service closures in his constituency, for instance, the shutting of the overnight urgent care services at Hexham hospital. Er – would it be the distressed psych patients who are turning up to use that service?

Guy Opperman was appointed as Parliamentary Under-Secretary of State at the Department for Work and Pensions on 14 June 2017. He quickly found himself mired in controversy in the national press, when footage from 2013 was uncovered showing him stating that he understood what it was like to live on a zero-hours contract because he once worked as a £250-per-hour barrister. Weeks later, in response to the group Women Against State Pension Inequality, he was quoted as saying that older women who face cuts to their state pension could take up apprenticeships as a route to re-employment. Well people who carry on like me would be quite willing Guy, but there is quite a problem of age discrimination in the job market. Furthermore, the WASPI protesters have paid into their pensions, it’s just that the rules were changed after a few decades of them doing that… Opperman faced criticism in October 2017 for pulling out of a pensions fringe event at the Tory Party Conference in an apparent attempt to avoid a nearby protest staged by WASPI.

Opperman was criticised in the ‘Financial Times’ in September 2017 for being “clueless” about the Lifetime ISA and for following a “line of pensions Ministers with no interest in pensions stretching back to the 1990s”.

In April 2011, Opperman was diagnosed with a brain tumour after suffering from headaches whilst at work in Parliament. He was rushed to hospital on the advice of his fellow Conservative MP and doctor, Dan Poulter and underwent emergency surgery. He recovered fully after several months. Yeah, Guy would have, he’s campaigned on behalf of the Top Doctors. You’re only left to die by The Walton Centre if you and your nearest and dearest have challenged the paedophiles’ friends a la Nerys the Bangor sociologist (see previous posts).

Guy Opperman has raised almost £10,000 for charity including over £4,000 in 2011 for the National Brain Appeal at the National Hospital for Neurology and Neurosurgery which he credits with saving his life after suffering from a brain tumour. But as Guy is not a neurosurgeon, once again he wouldn’t actually know. The Top Docs would and they also know a useful PR vehicle when they see one. Guy and Labour MP Paul Blomfield, who also had a brain tumour in 2011, walked the first section of the Pennine Way in 2012 to raise money for Headway UK. That’ll be the Headway UK which employed someone whom I know as a manager. He left after a few months because he was rather unhappy about what Headway UK were up to… In 2012, Opperman walked 280 miles from Sheffield to Scotland raising £2,500 for the Great North Air Ambulance.

I presume that Guy Opperman’s view on Health Policy can be summed up by the usual: ‘Ah the doctors they were wonderful’.

Opperman was a Director of his family engineering business until 2009. He is a supporter of Middlesborough Football Club. 

In October 2012, Opperman had his first book published, Doing Time, an examination of the prison service and offender rehabilitation in the UK. In it he offers a consideration of re-offending, prisoner training, drug rehabilitation, prison management and payment by results in the prison system. I haven’t read ‘Doing Time’, but I guess that it does not contain an analysis of the corruption in forensic psychiatry which is resulting in so many people who have experienced organised abuse ending up in prison.

Opperman is a member of the Advisory Board of the High Pay Centre and has co-authored an essay with Green Party MP Caroline Lucas and TUC General Secretary Frances O’Grady entitled “Better Business: Moral Matters”. In the essay he contrasts community-focused businesses in his own Northumberland constituency with the lack of responsibility demonstrated by the banking sector. There are great swathes of the Community in the North East who, like great swathes of the Community in north Wales, are going to great lengths to conceal the shameful recent past – which is profoundly influencing the present – of their Community.

 

Hywel remains the Plaid MP for the constituency – now known as Arfon – but he very nearly lost the last election.

 

Wrexham.

Wrexham has been held continually by Labour since 1935, the only blip being in 1981 when Tom Ellis, the Labour MP, defected to the SDP. At the 1983 General Election, normal service was resumed and the Labour MP, John Marek, won the seat. I need to qualify my use of the phrase ‘normal service’ in this context. John Marek provided anything but normal service and later defected to the Tory Party, having created his own Party along the way, of which he was the only member. However Marek did all that after he became the AM for Wrexham. As an MP, John Marek was Labour.

Bryn Estyn was located just outside of Wrexham and was staffed by local thugs. Because of the scale of abuse at Bryn Estyn, it was well worth everybody’s while ignoring what was happening there, although it wasn’t a huge employer per se; it was more a case of the organisations running it – the Home Office until the beginning of the 1970s, then the DHSS until the mid-1970s and then Clwyd County Council. These organisations were huge employers and their reputations needed to be upheld. The abuse of boys at Bryn Estyn stretched back decades – almost certainly to when it was established as a Home Office Approved School in 1943 – but things really started swinging in the late 1960s/early 1970s when Dafydd and John Allen went into business. The arrival at Bryn Estyn of Matt Arnold as Headmaster and his friend and colleague in paedophilia Peter Howarth – they had both relocated from Axwell Park Approved School in Gateshead where they had operated a paedophile ring there – was the end for the boys at Bryn Estyn.

John Allen’s empire the Bryn Alyn Community was located just outside of Wrexham. It was a private enterprise which opened at the end of the 1960s, but housed kids in care who were funded by their local authorities. There were kids from north Wales at Bryn Alyn, but most of them were kids from metropolitan areas, such as the London Boroughs, the West Midlands, Manchester and the North East. Bryn Alyn soon became a huge enterprise. Kids were circulated around children’s homes in north Wales, as were staff and indeed the visiting abusers. By the late 1970s, a great many people had a vested interest in ensuring that events at Bryn Estyn and Bryn Alyn were kept very firmly under wraps. In Gwynedd, virtually everyone’s employment depended in some way on Dafydd and the gang; it was not quite as extreme in Wrexham, because Wrexham did have heavy industry which provided much employment. However that industry died during the 1970s and Wrexham was left in a very sorry state. It became notorious in north Wales for being – at least in the eyes of those who weren’t from Wrexham – a dump. There were massive socio-economic problems and the towns council estates, especially Queen’s Park, were infamous. Queen’s Park hosted riots and in 1985 its name was changed to Caia Park, but it was still an area where people would refuse to live even if quite desperate.

Wrexham was a very safe Labour seat until the late 1970s; I presume that the loss of the big Labour majorities will have been because of the severe economic problems faced by the town. The threat to Labour in Wrexham was always from the Tories or Liberals. Plaid fielded candidates but they trailed a long way behind, probably because of the very ‘English’ nature of the town; Wrexham is on the border and one very rarely hears Welsh spoken in the town.

Caernarfon was a safe seat with a consistently high turn out, always around 80%; Wrexham had much lower turn outs, usually about 55% but sometimes only around 45% or so.

From 1935 to 1955 the Labour MP for Wrexham was Robert Richards. Richards grew up in Montgomeryshire and studied at what became Aberystwyth University and then St John’s College, Cambridge. He lectured at Glasgow University, 2009-11, then moved to UNCW where he held the Chair in Economics until 1922. Richards entered the Commons as the Labour MP for Wrexham for the first time in 1922, but was later voted out and then back in again. Robert Richards died in office in 1955 at the age of 70.

In 1950, Richards had a majority of 32.35% (17,925) over the Conservative and National Liberal candidate. In 1951, Richards’s majority over the Conservative and National Liberal candidate was 26.67% (14,635).

At the 1955 by-election held after Richards’s death, Labour’s Idwal Jones won with a majority of 27% (10,926) over the Conservative and National Liberal candidate. James Idwal Jones was born in Rhosllannerchrugog, one of the few Welsh speaking villages in the Wrexham area. He was educated at  Ruabon Grammar School and at the Normal College, Bangor. Idwal Jones became a teacher in 1922 in Holt but then moved to positions in Glyn Ceiriog and Penycae ( in north east Wales, but further away from Wrexham).In 1938 Idwal Jones was appointed as Headmaster at Grango School in his home village of Rhosllannerchrugog.

Idwal will have been networked in with all those in education who spent years concealing organised abuse in north Wales.

Idwal first stood as a Labour Parliamentary candidate in 1951 for the West Denbighshire constituency, but was unsuccessful. After being elected for Wrexham in May 1955, Jones held the seat until he retired from the Commons at the 1970 General Election. He died at Ponciau, Wrexham in 1982, so he was around a long time to join in with the ‘How Very Dare You’ if people raised complaints about Gwynne, Dafydd and the gang.

Idwal Jones was the brother of Thomas William Jones aka Lord Maelor, Labour MP for Merioneth, 1951-66. Merioneth was a constituency in what is now south Gwynedd, which included Croesor, Llanfrothen and the surrounding area, domain of Sir Clough, Bertrand Russell and the local people who were rendered even more vulnerable to Gwynne and Dafydd after the appointment of the social worker who could illegally incarcerate them in their very own language of Heaven.

One of my favourite books is William Blake’s ‘The Marriage of Heaven and Hell’. Blake’s conception of Hell begins not as a place of punishment, but as a source of unrepressed, somewhat Dionysian energy, opposed to the authoritarian and regulated perception of Heaven. Blake’s purpose is to create what he called a “memorable fancy” in order to reveal the repressive nature of conventional morality and institutional religion.

Plate from Marriage of Heaven and Hell; Denbigh Is Unique’ – Dafydd, arguing against the closure of his proud institution circa 1994.

In the most famous part of the book, Blake reveals the Proverbs of Hell. One of which is ‘The Lust Of The Goat Is The Bounty Of God’. Saying this sort of thing got William Blake into a great deal of bother. My how things haven’t changed.

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Dr Dafydd Alun Jones
  • North Wales Hospital, Denbigh - County Asylums

 

Thomas William Jones, Baron Maelor was born in Ponciau and educated at Ponciau School before becoming a coal miner at the nearby Bersham Colliery. He later attended the Normal College, Bangor and qualified as a teacher. During WWI, Lord Maelor was a conscientious objector, but was granted recognition only to serve in the Army as a  non-combatant. He received a six-month prison sentence by court-martial for refusing to obey orders, on grounds of conscience, which he served at Wormwood Scrubs; under the Home Office Scheme he was transferred to Knutsford Work Centre and then Princetown Work Centre in Dartmoor Prison. 

Jones was Labour MP for Merioneth, 1951-66. He was a poet and a member of the Gorsedd of the Bards, which provides a popular networking opportunity for Dafydd’s mates. Thomas Jones served as President of the International Eisteddford at Llangollen, which provides another networking opportunity for associates of the gang; Ronnie Waterhouse was President of the International Eisteddfod. See previous posts.

Lord Maelor died in an overnight fire at his home in Ponciau in Nov 1984. Which was when it was all kicking off in north Wales – Brown and me refusing to withdraw our complaint about Gwynne the lobotomist and being threatened by D.G.E. Wood et al; Mary Wynch fast heading towards the Master of the Rolls; and Alison Taylor given a formal warning by Gwynedd County Council, then reporting injuries to kids in care to the police, only to be told that her concerns were unjustified. At some point in 1984 George Thomas ended up in hospital because of an STI and there was a panic lest all became public. The Top Docs kept their mouths shut and Leo Abse told a pack of lies to the press as a cover story (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’).

It was concluded that the fire which killed Lord Maelor was begun by a ‘smouldering cigarette’. No evidence for this, just the observation that Lord Maelor was a heavy smoker. The comedian Viv Stanshall, someone else who could have named a few names, also went up in smoke because of a presumed cigarette, in Viv’s case as a result of ‘smoking in bed’. Viv Stanshall died in March 1995, while Nicola Davies QC was reviewing the North Wales Police paperwork – most of which was found to be missing – in order to decide whether an Inquiry should be held into the abuse of kids in north Wales. By 1995 Ronnie Waterhouse had already altered his retirement plans and was on his tour of Wales, dining and staying over with many of the people who’s failures/collusion led to en masse abuse in north Wales/Cheshire. Not that Ronnie knew that he would be Chairing any Inquiry of course…

It may be that it is just about possible to accidentally start a fire big enough to kill one with a lit fag if one carefully drops it into a pile of highly inflammable material. But otherwise it is very difficult. I have shared houses with very heavy smokers – no-one beats Empowered Service Users for heavy smoking – and they certainly burn things but they do not start fires. What happens, even when Smoking In Bed While Tanked Up With Drugs, is that the fag drops onto the bedding and burns a small hole. That is it. I watched this at close quarters for years. It is incredibly annoying because there’s small holes in all the bedding, but it absolutely does not start an inferno from which there is no escape. Cigarettes are not chip pans on fire which have had water thrown over them.

There was a TV advert when I was a teenager which Warned Against The Dangers Of Fires Started By Ciggies. It featured an elderly man with a northern accent coming in at the end of his graft, sitting in his chair and saying ‘Ee it’s been a good day’, as he drops off to sleep, dropping his fag onto the carpet which catches fire and then engulfs him in flames as he slumbers soundly throughout it all. It’s nearly as unlikely as Dewi Pritchard Jones’s explanation for Merfyn the Croesor social worker’s death. That advert was screened at the time of the panic over all those second homes going up in flames in north Wales. Cigarettes or Welsh Nash? Neither, most of it was the trafficking gang and fuckwittery on the part of the security services.

I only know of one example where a discarded lit dog end did start a fire. It was in the drought of 1976 and an old boy in Somerset chucked his lit cigarette butt into a very, very dry hedge. It smouldered away happily as he went off home and turned into a fire a la gorse fires in hot weather and the hedge went up. It was impressive, but even that burnt itself out, it didn’t require the fire brigade. How do I know this? Because it was my grandpa who set that hedge on fire. Not my Tory grandpa who hated Edward du Cann and Tom King, but my other grandpa. My grandmother was appalled at such vandalism and we all were told to keep the identity of the culprit a secret. So if anyone wants to know who was responsible for that blackened hedge in Otterhampton in 1976 it was Grandpa Ford.

I do not believe that these witnesses to the wrongdoing of Dafydd et al who combusted at crucial times had made the sort of mistake that Grandpa Ford did. Hedges and droughts were not involved, people don’t just go up in flames when they’re smoking a fag. Although it would be very convenient for some serious criminals who murdered five witnesses with a firebomb in April 1992 if they did.

 

I’ll take a bit of time to look at the Merioneth constituency at this point, because it did include what later became the tinderbox of the Croeser/Llanfrothen area and Bertrand Russell’s domain.

Between 1852-68, Merioneth was held by the Tories. William Watkin Edward Wynne, (MP, 1852-65) was a landowner and an antiquarian. He was born in Denbighshire, went to Westminster School and Jesus College, Oxford. William Wynne served as High Sheriff of Merionethshire in 1867 and became constable of Harlech Castle in 1874. 

The 1859 General Election was characterised by allegations of coercion against tenant farmers who supported the Liberal challenger David Williams. In 1865, William Wynne’s son William Robert Maurice Wynne, W.R.M. Wynne, succeeded him as the Conservative candidate. The Liberal press in North Wales was optimistic that the Liberals would capture the seat on this occasion and advised Wynne to withdraw. However, the Liberal campaign lacked organisation and very few public meetings were held. W.R.M. Wynne held the seat with a slightly reduced majority, and this has been attributed by the historian Ieuan Gwynedd Jones to ‘a sense of terror’ that had struck the mainly Nonconformist tenant farmers.

In 1868, following the extension of the franchise, some Conservative supporting newspapers believed that the 1867 Reform Act – the Second Reform Act – would actually benefit the Conservatives, especially after a revision of the electoral register resulted in the removal of a large number of electors in the Liberal stronghold of Ffestiniog. Eventually, however, Wynne withdrew rather than face another contest which he was likely to lose.

W.R.M. Wynne made a notable contribution to the cultural life of Wales by donating the Peniarth Manuscripts to the National Library of Wales, Aberystwyth.

Following his withdrawal from Parliamentary life, Wynne remained very active within local government. He served as High Sheriff of Merionethshire in 1886 and was Lord Lieutenant of Merionethshire from 1891 until his death. Wynne served as Chairman of the Merionethshire Quarter Sessions, was also a magistrate for Montgomeryshire and Carnarvonshire and served as constable of Harlech Castle. He was also a member of Merionethshire County Council from its formation in 1889 until his death, one of comparatively few Conservative members.

Wynne held extensive estates, totaling over 9,000 acres, primarily in Merionethshire. Although unable to speak Welsh fluently he was said to be on good terms with his tenantry. Some farms on the estate were said, at the time of Wynne’s death, to have been held for forty years without an increase in rent.

Wynne died at Buckingham Gate, London, on 5 February 1909. He was buried in the family vault at Llanegryn and the Dean of Bangor officiated at the funeral service. Tenants from the estate officiated as bearers at the funeral. In a mark of respect for Wynne, the then Liberal MP for Merionethshire, Osmond Williams, cancelled all political engagements in the constituency in the week following his death.

From 1868 until Lord Maelor was elected in 1951, Merioneth was held by the Liberal Party. The Liberal MPs who held the seat were famous names in the history of Wales: David Williams, Samuel Holland, Henry Robertson, T.E. Ellis, Osmond Williams, Henry Hadyn Jones and Emrys Roberts.

 

David Williams was born on the Llyn Peninsula. His younger sister Margaret was married to the notable Welsh preacher, John Breese. Williams stood unsuccessfully as Liberal candidate for Merioneth in 1859 and 1865 before being elected in 1868.

Williams suffered from ill health throughout his time as MP and only attended the Commons to vote on one occasion, for the passing of the Irish Church Disestablishment Bill. Williams died in December 1869 and was succeeded, after a by-election, by Samuel Holland.

David Williams’s eldest son Sir Osmond Williams also represented the seat, 1900-10. David Williams’s youngest son was the noted Top Doctor, Leonard Llewellyn Bulkeley Williams and his youngest daughter Alice Williams was a painter, bard and welfare worker. Alice was the Chair of one of the first British branches of the Women’s Institute at Penrhyndeudreaeth. She died in Chelsea in 1957.

Samuel Holland succeeded David Williams as the MP for Merioneth. Samuel was the son of Samuel, a Liverpool merchant and was born in Liverpool. He was educated in England and Germany and joined his father’s company as an office boy. At eighteen Samuel Holland was made manager of the Rhiwbryfdir quarry near Blaenau Ffestiniog and there conceived the railway from Blaenau Ffestiniog to Porthmadog, then known as Port Madoc.

Holland was appointed High Sheriff of Merionethshire for 1862.

In 1875 Holland was active in setting up the Dr Williams’s School in Dolgellau. He became the first Chairman of the school’s Board of Governors.

 

In 1885 Samuel Holland was succeeded as MP by Henry Robertson. Henry Robertson was a Scottish mining engineer, industrialist and a prolific railway builder; he built railways across north Wales, to transport the products of his industrial concerns. After receiving an offer from a Scottish bank to invest in the North Wales mineral district in 1842, Robertson purchased Brymbo Iron Works and under him it became Brymbo Steelworks, Wrexham. Robertson was co-founder of Beyer-Peacock, a locomotive manufacturer. His son Sir Henry Beyer Robertson was knighted by Queen Victoria for the achievements of his father.

Henry Robertson also served as Liberal MP for Shrewsbury, 1862-65. He resigned his Merioneth seat as a result of his opposition to Gladstone’s Home Rule Bill.

Robertson’s wife was the daughter of a London solicitor. His homes were: 1851: Richmond Place, Chester; 1861: St Mary’s Court, Shrewsbury. In the 1860s, he also bought a large estate in Llandderfel, near Bala, Gwynedd. 1871, 1881: 13, Lancaster Gate, Paddington, London (at the time of the 1871 Census, Robertson was an MP sitting at Westminster). In 1871, he built Pale Hall in Llandderfel, which became his country seat.

 

T.E. Ellis, Tom Ellis, succeeded Henry Robertson as Liberal MP for Merioneth in 1886. Ellis was the leader of Cymru Fydd, a movement aimed at gaining home rule for Wales. He was born near Bala, the son of a tenant farmer. Ellis attended Bala School, where his fellow pupils included Sir O.M Edwards. Owen Morgan Edwards is considered by some to be a hero of Welsh cultural and national life. O.M. Edwards was an historian and educationalist and served as a schools inspector. He was one of a network of people who became very influential in Wales and he wrote prolifically. O.M. Edwards’s son, Ifan ab Owen Edwards, is best known for founding the Urdd Gobaith Cymru (‘Welsh League of Youth’). Both father and son had numerous links with the University of Wales, Welsh literature, poetry and political activism. There is a statue to both of them at Llanuwchllyn, near Bala. See previous posts for details of their extensive network.

 

T.E. Ellis progressed onto what is now Aberystwyth University and then to New College Oxford. On leaving Oxford, Ellis briefly went into journalism and also acted as a private tutor to the son of a South Wales shipping magnate. He then became Private Secretary to Liberal MP, John Brunner. 

After being elected as Liberal MP for Merioneth, Ellis became a spokesman for Welsh concerns and in 1890 in Bala called for a Welsh legislative assembly. Ellis co-operated closely with David Lloyd George and played a major role in the campaign for Welsh disestablishment. When Ellis became a Whip in Gladstone’s Gov’t, he withdrew from Cymru Fydd and the leadership was taken over by Lloyd George and Herbert Lewis (the MP for Flint Boroughs). Ellis became an admirer of Cecil Rhodes, whom he met in Cape Colony.

This is the statue of T.E. Ellis on the main shopping street in Bala:

 

Tom’s mate Cecil, causing trouble at Oxford:

Will Oxford University Remove Cecil Rhodes Statue?

 

Tom Ellis’s son was the academic Thomas Iorwerth Ellis. Thomas Ellis went to Westminster School and studied at Aberystwyth University and Jesus College, Oxford. He taught at Cardiff School for Boys and then at what became Swansea University. Thomas Ellis was Headmaster of Rhyl County School, 1930-40. In the 1940s he lectured at what became Lampeter and Aberystwyth Universities. Ellis helped to found the New Wales Union in 1941 and was Secretary for 25 years. He served as warden of the Guild of Graduates of the University of Wales for six years and as High Sheriff of Cardiganshire, 1944-45. Ellis was also a member of the Court and Council of the University College of Wales, Aberystwyth and of the National Library of Wales and served as a member of the Governing Body, Representative Body and College of Episcopal Electors of the Church in Wales. He died on 20 April 1970. Ellis moved among all those who kept the lid on Gwynne, Dafydd and the gang. Ellis’s wife Mari was a writer and women’s rights activist. Mari was a graduate of UCNW and later worked at the National Library of Wales.

The MP for Merioneth, 1899-1900, was Sir O.M. Edwards, who was elected unopposed. Edwards did not enjoy Parliamentary life and left the House after one year.

 

Sir Osmond Williams was elected unopposed in 1900 and held Merioneth until 1910. Sir Osmond was the son of David Williams and the brother of Alice. He was born in Ardudwy and was educated at Eton. Osmond married Frances, daughter of John Whitehead Greaves, who was part of the slate industry in north Wales. Greaves worked existing slate deposits in partnership with other entrepreneurs, initially at Glynrhonwy but adding other sites. He used the income this to prospect for new veins which he could exploit exclusively. Greaves opened the Llechwedd Quarry in 1846. His slate won a Class 1 Prize Medal at the Great Exhibition of 1851 and orders flowed in, including a contract to supply Kensington Palace.

 

Sir Henry Haydn Jones succeeded Sir Osmond as MP and retained the seat until 1945, for some of the time unopposed. Sir Henry was born in Ruthin, the son of Joseph David Jones, a schoolmaster in the town and a Welsh musician and composer. After the early death of his father, Haydn Jones was brought up by uncles at Towyn (now Tywyn) where he was educated at the Board School & Academy. In 1903 he married Barbara, the daughter of Lewis D. Jones, a Welsh-born Chicago ironmonger and quarry owner.

In 1889 Haydn Jones was elected as one of the first members of Merionethshire County Council, representing the Towyn Urban District. A year later he was the Chair of the Council. He was eventually elected an Alderman.

In 1909 the Bryn Eglwys slate quarry, the Abergynolwyn estate and village and Talyllyn Railway came up for sale. Aware of the distress which would be caused by permanent closure of the quarry, Sir Haydn bought the lot himself in 1911 for £5250 and became the sole owner of what became the Abergynolwyn Slate and Slab Company. In 1935 he extended his quarry ownership, leasing the Aberllefenni Slate Quarry in the neighbouring Corris district.

The quarrying and slate business did well until the early 1920s when demand fell and the Bryn Eglwys quarry was only kept open by pillaring the easy to obtain slate rather than by digging out new underground chambers. At times there was a three-day week, but the quarry soldiered on until 1941 when Sir Haydn’s lease expired. He continued on a yearly lease until 1946 when a roof fall caused by the continued pillaring closed the quarry for good.

By buying Bryn Eglwys, Haydn Jones had become effectively owner of the Talyllyn Railway built to carry slate from the quarry to Tywyn. After the quarry collapse and closure in 1946, the railway had little reason to continue operating. Haydn Jones declared that the railway would remain open while he remained alive and it continued to run until 1950. After his death his widow reached an arrangement with L.T.C. Rolt and his associates allowing them to lease the railway. Today the railway operates as a tourist attraction.

In 1945 Emrys Roberts was elected for Merioneth and held the seat until 1951. Emrys Roberts was born at Caernarfon and educated at Caernarfon Grammar School, at the now Abersytwyth University where he graduated in law and then Gonville and Caius College, Cambridge, followed by the Graduate Institute of International Studies in Geneva. Emrys served in the RAF during WWII, reaching the rank of Squadron Leader. He was called to the bar at Gray’s Inn in 1944. Sir William Mars-Jones, Ronnie Waterhouse’s mate and Dafydd’s umbrella for many years, was a member of Gray’s Inn.

Roberts was sometime Chairman of the Welsh Liberal Party. He was Chairman of the Development Board for Rural Wales, 1977-81 and a member of a large number of other public bodies in Wales including being Chairman of the Eisteddfod Council. He was active in the Parliament for Wales Campaign launched in 1950, Chaired by Lady Megan Lloyd George but by the time the campaign got into top gear both he and Lady Megan had lost their Parliamentary seats. So the other paedophiles’ friends from a previous era, such as Goronwy Roberts, had to take over.

In 1950, Emrys Roberts increased his majority after a campaign invigorated by a meeting addressed by the veteran Liberal, Lord Samuel.

The Plaid Cymru candidate in Merioneth for a number of elections in the 1950s and 60s was Gwynfor Evans. Gwynfor Evans was the first person to be elected as a Plaid MP, for Carmarthen in 1966. Gwynfor knew about the organised abuse in Wales and when he stood as the Plaid candidate for Merioneth he will have known about the activities of Bertrand Russell and some of the summer visitors to Croeser, as well as the rather high price local people paid if they Crossed Gwynne and Dafydd’s Path.

 

The immediate post-war period continued to be difficult for the Liberal Party in terms of political positioning. Together with Lady Megan Lloyd George and Edgar Granville, Emrys Roberts was one of a group of MPs determined to stand up against what they saw as the Party’s drift to the Right under the leadership of Clement Davies and to save its Radical soul. In 1950, Emrys Roberts criticised Davies saying that the party was being badly led and that Davies should be consulting the Deputy Leader (Lady Megan) rather than the Chief Whip on matters of policy in the first instance. As a reward for the pro-Labour leanings of Emrys and Lady Megan (more of which in a minute) and support of the Labour Gov’t in Parliamentary votes, the Conservatives decided to renew their opposition against Lady Megan in Anglesey and Emrys Roberts in Merioneth and their intervention was a critical factor in the loss of these two long-standing Liberal seats. The Conservatives declined to stand candidates in the constituencies held by Clement Davies, Roderic Bowen and Rhys Hopkin Morris, who had the reputation of being more right-wing, all of whom held their seats. After the 1951 General Election, a number of leading Radicals gave up on the Liberal Party with Lady Megan and Edgar Granville defecting to Labour, followed soon after by other former MPs Dingle Foot – Michael Foot’s brother – and Wilfrid Roberts. Dingle Foot QC was Solicitor General in Harold Wilson’s Gov’t, which will have involved concealing much wrongdoing, including that in north Wales.

Emrys Roberts did not join the Labour Party but he largely withdrew from up active politics and devoted himself to a business career. He later became the Director of the Branded Textiles Group. However he did not lose his interest in politics. In 1982 at the height of the difficulties afflicting the Liberal/SDP Alliance over seats negotiations and the dip in support for the Alliance in the polls, Emrys Roberts wrote to The Times proposing that the Alliance parties should have a single, joint, leader for the next general election and that there should be a merger of the parties once the election was over. He reminded readers that in 1951 he and Lady Megan Lloyd George had entered into talks with Mandy’s granddad Herbert Morrison, proposing a working relationship between the Labour Gov’t, with its majority of eight and the Liberal Party which had nine MPs. According to Emrys Roberts, Morrison was well disposed to the idea but Attlee’s decision to dissolve Parliament and call the Oct 1951 General Election put an end to it. Roberts added that the Lib-Lab Pact concluded between David Steel and Jim Callaghan in 1977-78 achieved what he and Lady Megan had been trying to do in 1951.

 

Readers will have noticed that I don’t have to indulge my interest in an earlier geological era for long before I arrive in the sphere of latter day paedophiles’ friends. Emrys Roberts began his life at the knee of the Ancients but well before he died, he was cheek by jowl with Jeremy Thorpe, Cyril Smith, Clement Freud, Dr Death et al. These complete idiots were part of the mass of rocks which could not be shifted when some people tried to get to the bottom of the most dreadful abuse of vulnerable people and associated serious crime in the 1980s and 90s. People died, there were corpses turning up all over north Wales. I am not that old but I knew some of those people; the kids who suffered so terribly in the children’s homes of north Wales were my age. We’re not talking orphanages for Victorian waifs here, we’re talking about people who were kids in the 1970s and young adults in the 1980s. Some of the old crocks who did it are still alive and snuggling down in their comfy chairs in villages across north Wales with the proverbial paned and a slice of bara brith, relying upon the network to get their grandchildren a place at medical school or a job as a social worker. They are not harmless old Taids and Nains, these were vicious bastards who ensured that the most terrible suffering continued because they were making a lot of money out of other old gits who wanted to have sex with children.

Ooh here’s Taid on the dresser, everyone knew Taid:

If anyone disagreed with Taid they were exterminated…

From 1968-1977, Emrys Roberts was Chairman of the Mid-Wales Development Corporation and then Chairman of the Development Board for Rural Wales from 1977–1981. Roberts was a member of the WDA, 1977-81 – who’s reputation for corruption remains unsurpassed to this day (see previous posts) and Director of the Development Corporation of Wales, 1978–81.

The committees upon which Emrys Roberts sat and his interests are reflected in his correspondence and papers, which are deposited in the National Library of Wales. They include those relating to the National Eisteddfod, 1959–76; the Development Board for Rural Wales, 1973–81; and Wales and West North Television. Emrys Roberts was also Vice-President of the Honourable Society of Cymmrodorion, which seems to be simply a group of paedophiles’ friends who give medals to each other.

It would be entertaining to chug over to the National Library if I was still near Aberystwyth and take a look at Emrys’s papers to see if I could spot any mention of the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. However I know from previous digging that whereas people were more than happy to drop Dafydd’s name at every opportunity until the mid-1970s, after that he became so embarrassing that no-one would mention him. But they wouldn’t stop his wrongdoing and they didn’t actually tell him to take a running jump when he rang them up/dropped in on them/wrote to them. Instead they took orders from him, having been so deeply compromised as a result of the history that I have been blogging about. This was a relatively small, incestuous collection of silly, vain, pompous people who landed Wales deep in a slurry pit as a result of their grandiose ambitions and corruption.

Emrys Roberts died in October 1990. So he lasted long enough to give Dafydd et al a helping hand right up until the North Wales Police investigation into the possible presence of the paedophile ring was launched.

The combusting Lord Maelor held Merioneth between 1951 and 1966 and faced a number of challenges from Gwynfor Evans as Plaid candidate. In 1964 the Plaid candidate was Elystan Morgan. Elystan Morgan is yet another lawyer who is an Aber graduate who has willingly served Dafydd and the gang throughout his life. Elystan Morgan is nothing if not persistent. He stood as the Plaid candidate for Wrexham twice in 1955 and again in 1959 and after having no luck in Merioneth in 1964, joined the Labour Party and in 1966 was elected as MP for Cardiganshire. He served as a Minister in the Home Office in Wilson’s Gov’t. Elystan Morgan is a member of Gray’s Inn along with the best of Dafydd’s mates. He was Chairman of the Welsh Parliamentary Labour Party, 1971-74. After losing his seat in Feb 1974, Elystan concentrated on his legal career but in 1979 Elystan was back in action, trying to become the Labour MP for Anglesey. Elystan Morgan was given a peerage in 1981, becoming Lord Elystan-Morgan. He was a recorder, 1983-87 and a Circuit judge, 1987-2003. Elystan Morgan was President of Aberystwyth University, 1997-2007. See previous posts for more gen on Elystan Morgan.

 

At the 1966 General Election, Merioneth was won by Labour’s William Edwards, who retained the seat until Feb 1974. William Henry Edwards, Will Edwards, was a lawyer who was born in Amlwch, Anglesey. His father was a tenant farmer and his mother was a seamstress. Will Edwards was educated at the local Grammar School and at Sir Thomas Jones’ Comprehensive School. He read Law at  Liverpool University and was of a similar vintage to those other two well known alumni of Liverpool University, Dafydd and Lucille. Will then studied at the London College of Law. He became a solicitor in Bala and visiting lecturer at Liverpool College of Commerce.

Edwards contested West Flintshire in the 1964 General Election. After his election for Merioneth in 1996, he became PPS to Secretary of State for Wales, the Windbag’s mate Lord Cledwyn. Will Edwards became a front-bench spokesman on Welsh affairs, in a team headed by the molester George Thomas, but he was sacked by Harold Wilson in 1972 over his support for entry into the EEC. Edwards lost his seat in the Feb 1974 General Election to Plaid’s Dafydd Elis Thomas and was unable to regain the seat in the October 1974 General Election.

Will Edwards was then appointed to lead Labour’s campaign in Wales for a “yes” vote in the referendum to remain in the EEC. In 1981, he was selected to fight Ynys Mon (Anglesey), but withdrew in March 1983, shortly before that year’s General Election, in protest at Labour’s policies of withdrawal from the EEC, unilateral nuclear disarmament and closure of US military bases in the UK.

Will Edwards was a member of the Historic Buildings Council for Wales, 1971-76 and began to edit The Solicitor’s Diary for Waterlow’s in 1973. In 1987, a Law Society tribunal struck him off the roll of solicitors for infringing the solicitors’ accounts rules and improper use of clients’ funds. In the light of how solicitors in north Wales were conducting themselves at the time, Will Edwards must have either been very bad indeed or the other paedophiles’ friends turned on him for some reason.

In later life, Will Edwards suffered from diabetes and heart disease. He died in the Wrexham Maelor Hospital in 2007. Will wasn’t refused NHS treatment on the grounds that he Hadn’t Taken Responsibility then. He lived long enough to contribute to the efforts to ensure that matters Dafydd and the trafficking ring remained safely buried.

 

When Will died, an obituary was published in ‘The Guardian’ which painted an interesting portrait of Will who nicked his clients’ money and concealed a paedophile gang. Here are the highlights:

An engaging and talented man… He got into trouble for taking political life seriously, but provoked greater difficulties by not taking it seriously enough…Edwards…was a young solicitor of considerable charm…He became well known in Welsh politics, while his energetic social life made him a popular figure with colleagues and journalists who did not think that Westminster duties were incompatible with having a good time. That attitude raised fewer eyebrows then than perhaps it would today, but combined with a reluctance to suck up to his political superiors meant Edwards was looked on with some suspicion…He was also passionately pro-Europe…There were other problems closer to home. In Welsh-speaking rural Wales, MPs have traditionally been people of a respectable, moderately radical character…But in an area of very conservative social views, Edwards’ displays of affluence – like the personalised car number plates – were considered inappropriate. Disparaging comments were made…there was more than a bit of swagger as he walked down the main street of Bala. Party colleagues reported indications that he was not being assiduous enough.

It would be wrong to suggest that Edwards did not care about his constituents. He argued passionately on their behalf on specific issues, but it was difficult to avoid the impression that he found the details of political life less than wholly absorbing. That played into the hands of a politician who had been enthusiastically canvassing Merioneth… Plaid Cymru’s Dafydd Elis Thomas… Later in the 80s, financial transgressions got him struck off as a solicitor by the Law Society. While still relatively young, he was hit by ill-health, including diabetes and, later, heart disease. It was a sad, premature decline and a contrast to the days when his verve and sense of mischief were at everyone’s service.’

Everyone is rude about Dafydd El shamelessly toadying to Royals, but I don’t think that he has yet been caught stealing other people’s money only to be excused by having the qualities of ‘verve and a sense of mischief’.

Who was the obituarist who considered that helping yourself to your clients’ dosh is just part of life’s rich tapestry and it most post unreasonable of the constituents not to vote for an MP who robbed them, being a bunch of old stick in the muds in Bala? It was the late Patrick Hannan, the Welsh journo and TV/radio broadcaster. Hannan went to school with Sir Anthony Hopkins and then to Aberystwyth University. He worked on the ‘Western Mail’ in the 1960s and joined BBC Wales in 1970. Hannan presented ‘Wales Today’ and then spent 13 years as the BBC’s political correspondent in Wales and had a series on BBC Radio Wales. He broadcast on Radio 4 with his colleague Peter Stead and produced documentary programmes for BBC 2, BBC Wales and HTV. Hannan married Menna Richards, who became Director of BBC Wales. He died in 2009. One of Hannan’s books was published by Gomer Press. Hannan was the son of a Top Doctor in south Wales.

A few observations: Sir Anthony Hopkins came over all Welsh at about the time of the Waterhouse Report and its aftermath. He waxed lyrical about being Welsh and there was much media hype as to Sir Anthony’s Welshness and his work with the Snowdonia Society and other Welsh Things. Sir Anthony’s burst of patriotism didn’t last long. Once the PR job was done, he went to live in the US – where he had spent many years previously – and even took US citizenship. See previous posts.

Among the frantic re-creating of Wales’s image during the 1990s and the early years of the new millennium when there was so much adverse publicity about child abuse in north Wales and even a possible VIP paedophile ring, many Old Favourites written by north Wales writers from yesteryear were republished, particularly by Kate Roberts. Kate Roberts grew up in Caernarfonshire, worked as a school teacher for a while and then married and went to live in Denbigh, where she spent the rest of her life. She and her husband were involved with Plaid and Welsh language campaigning and they owned a small publishing house in Denbigh. It was that publisher, Gwasg Gee, which republished many of Kate’s works and associated literature, as well as Gomer Press. See post ‘Feet In Chains’.

Menna Richards attended the funeral of John Owen, a schoolteacher and scriptwriter for Welsh language TV, who was found dead in 2001, days before he was due to stand trial for a series of sex offences against children. When John Owen was initially charged there was a great deal of How Very Dare You and Standing By Him. After his death, as more and more former pupils and their relatives came forward and said that John had abused them, they had complained but nothing had been done, gradually the How Very Dare You turned into admissions of Er Yes, We Knew. It seemed that a great many people knew about John Owen and many, many complaints had been made about him over decades

Hannan and Menna will of course Not Have Known About Jimmy Savile…

Hannan’s own obits were full of comments about the fearless reporter who was not afraid to take on the powerful. Yet Hannan and Menna couldn’t say one word about a gang of old paedophiles in north Wales who were murdering witnesses.

  • One of Hannan’s own books was A Useful Fiction: Adventures in British Democracy (2009).

 

In the General Election of 1970 the Plaid candidate for Merioneth was Dafydd Wigley. He polled very well, but not enough to topple Emrys.

Dafydd El held Merioneth until 1983, when the seat disappeared in a reorganisation. In 1979, Dafydd El’s nearest rival was, incredibly enough for that constituency at that time, the Conservative candidate Robert Harvey. Robert Harvey was educated at Eton and Christ Church, Oxford. He was foreign affairs leader writer for the Torygraph, 1987-1991 and assistant editor of ‘The Economist’, 1981-1983.

Harvey first stood for Parliament, unsuccessfully, at Caernarfon in Oct 1974, where he was beaten by Wigley. In the Conservative landslide of 1983, Harvey was elected as the MP for Clwyd South West, a constituency that only existed between 1983-97.  It was created from the constituencies of Denbigh, Wrexham and Merioneth and was not a safe seat, it was always up for grabs. Harvey became a member of the Commons Foreign Affairs Committee. He served for one term before his defeat at the 1987 General Election by Labour’s Martyn Jones.  

Clwyd South West was never fought by anyone who was going to say a word about the trafficking gang, although one wonders why an Eton educated Torygraph journo would want to become an MP in north Wales, either in Gwynedd or Clwyd.

Sir Peter Morrison was a personal friend of Thatch and was elected as the Tory MP for Chester in Feb 1974. Morrison’s brother Charles was a Tory MP and Charles was a big fan of Ted Heath. Peter Morrison’s father, Lord Margadale, had been a Tory politician. The Morrisons were a landed family with numerous members of their extended family also active in Tory politics. Peter Morrison abused kids in north Wales, including some at Bryn Estyn.

 

 

To return to events at the constituency of Wrexham in elections. Some familiar faces were circulating. The Plaid candidate for Wrexham in 1955 was Elystan Morgan.

In 1959, Labour’s Idwal Jones had a majority of 24.07% (12,957) over the Conservative and National Liberal candidate. Elystan stood for Plaid again.

In 1964, Idwal had a majority of 25.27% (13,238) over the Conservative and National Liberal candidate. The Plaid candidate was John Richard Thomas.

In 1966, Idwal had a majority of 34.01% (17,443) over the Conservative candidate.

Elystan didn’t rear his head in Wrexham after 1964, because he had of course joined the Labour Party which led to him being elected in Cardigan.

 

In 1970, Tom Ellis was the Labour candidate for Wrexham and won the seat with a majority of 28.23% (15,440) over the Conservative candidate. Ellis was born in Rhosllanennerchrugog and was educated at Ruabon Grammar School. In 1957 he became manager of the nearby Bersham Colliery. Ellis undertook further studies at the Universities of Wales and Nottingham. He was a President of Wrexham Fabian Society.

Ellis first stood for Parliament without success in Flint West in 1966. He was elected for Wrexham in 1970, and re-elected in Feb 1974, Oct 1974 and May 1979. Ellis also served as an indirectly elected MEP, 1975-1979.

Ellis was one of the core handful of Woy-esque Labour MPs who were prepared to leave the Labour Party without the Gang of Three of Dr Death, Bill Rodgers and Shirl. Ellis contemplated joining the Liberals. In 1981, Ellis became one of the founding members of the SDP. Ellis was one of three Welsh MPs to join the new Party and he was elected to serve as the President of Welsh Social Democrats. As a result of boundary changes, Ellis did not contest Wrexham in 1983, instead he stood in the new constituency of Clwyd South West, finishing second to the Tory Robert Harvey. Ellis stood again in Clwyd South West in 1987, finishing third. After the merger of the SDP and the Liberals, Ellis stood for the then Social and Liberal Democrats at the 1989 Pontypridd by-election.

In Feb 1974, Tom Ellis had a majority of 22.32% (13,083) over the Conservative candidate. In Oct 1974, Ellis had a majority of 28.96% (16,366) over his nearest rival which was then the Liberal candidate. In 1979, Tom had a majority of 19.66% (12,149) over the Conservative candidate.

In 1983, John Marek won the seat for Labour, with a majority of 0.9% (424) over the Conservative candidate Cynthia Kay Wood. John Marek held Wrexham for Labour until 2001. Marek stood down after he was elected to represent Wrexham in the National Assembly of Wales in 1999. This was initially for the Labour Party, but he was deselected in 2003 and formed Forward Wales, for whom he was re-elected. In 2004, Ron Davies of the Moments of Madness and Looking for Badgers resigned from the Labour Party, joined Forward Wales, subsequently standing unsuccessfully as a candidate. Marek was defeated at the 2007 election.

Marek lectured in maths at Aberystwyth before becoming an MP. He was elected a member of Ceredigion District Council in 1979 and served until 1983; he was Chair of its finance sub-committee, 1982-83.

Marek joined the Assembly in 1999 and caused much havoc. In 2000, Marek was elected as Deputy Presiding Officer against the candidate preferred by the Labour leadership. This move and his frequent criticisms of the Labour-led Wrexham County Borough led to his deselection as the Labour Party’s candidate for the National Assembly elections of 1 May 2003. Marek then stood as a candidate for the John Marek Independent Party and defeated the official Labour Party candidate, Lesley Griffiths, a former secretary of his and the most loyal paedophiles’ friend. It was later that year Marek formed Forward Wales. He ran for re-election in the 2007 Welsh Assembly election, but was defeated by Lesley Griffiths. On 29 March 2010, Marek joined the Tory Party and he was later confirmed as the Party’s candidate for the 2011 Welsh Assembly election, where he again came second to Griffiths in the Wrexham constituency.

In 2006 Marek was appointed a Vice President of Wrexham A.F.C. by new owners Nev Dickens and Geoff Moss and remained a Vice President until the club passed into the ownership of the Wrexham Supporters Trust.

Marek’s majority over the Conservative candidate in 1987 was 8.3% (4152). Owen Paterson was the Tory candidate for Wrexham in 1992; John Marek had a majority over Paterson of 13.1% (6716). Paterson subsequently became the Tory MP for North Shropshire in 1997, a seat which he currently retains. In 1997, Marek’s majority over the Conservative candidate was 32.3% (11,622).

 

Ian Lucas, a lawyer who grew up in Gateshead and went to New College, Oxford, won Wrexham for Labour in 2001, with a majority of 30.5% (9188) over the Conservative candidate. Ian remains Wrexham’s MP.

In 2005 and 2010, the Liberal candidate for Wrexham was Tom Rippeth, a Professor of Oceanography at Bangor University. Tom Rippeth and one of his friends moved into the house with whom I and other witnesses to the crimes of Dafydd and the gang used to share in 1987 and caused much grief and trouble as Dafydd’s war against us was underway. I have been told that Rippeth knew that I was someone who had been targeted by the gang back in 1987 and Rippeth found that he could do very nicely out of this. See previous posts.

2010 was a good year for unscrupulous bastards challenging Ian Lucas at the polls. The Plaid candidate that year was Arfon Jones, who as a police constable in the 1970s, chauffeured the senior officer Gordon Anglesea to the venues where Anglesea molested kids in care. Arfon is now the Police and Crime Commissioner for North Wales and has starred in many of my previous blog posts…

 

Denbigh.

The constituency of Denbigh existed between 1918 and 1983. During the years of Gwynne and Dafydd Denbigh didn’t enjoy the huge majorities enjoyed by Dafydd Wigley in Caernarfon, but for decades the sitting Tory MP proved impossible to unseat, although many of those we know and love tried their luck.

Sir Henry Morris-Jones was the MP for Denbigh, 1929-50. Morris-Jones was a Top Doctor who was born in Waunfawr, near Caernarfon. He was educated at Menai Bridge Grammar School, Anglesey and St. Mungo’s College of Medicine in Glasgow. In 1931 Morris-Jones married Leila Paget-Marsland, a widow. They were not blessed with children.

Morris-Jones qualified as a Top Doctor in 1906 from Glasgow, gaining a further licence for surgery from Edinburgh and was for twenty years a GP in Colwyn Bay. During the WWI, Morris-Jones served in the 2nd Battalion of the Worcestershire Regiment as a medical officer in France. He later served as Chairman of his division of the BMA and of the Colwyn Bay Medical Society.

Morris-Jones took an active part in the public life of the town of Colwyn Bay and the County of Denbigh. He was elected a member of Colwyn Bay Urban District Council, later becoming its Chairman. He was High Sheriff Designate of the County, 1929–30 and also served as a member of the County Council. Morris-Jones was also appointed a Deputy Lieutenant of Denbighshire and was a JP. 

At the 1929 General Election, Morris-Jones was nominated to be the candidate for Denbigh and on 4 April he was selected by the local party to stand in succession to the sitting MP, Ellis William Davies, who was resigning on grounds of ill-health. Morris-Jones had a straight fight against the Tory, Captain Alan Crosland Graham of Ruthin, the Political Private Secretary to Lord Balfour. The Liberal party improved its position nationally in 1929, but it did not make the breakthrough it had hoped for under the leadership of a reinvigorated Lloyd George. In this climate and without a Labour opponent in Denbigh, Morris-Jones was able to increase the Liberal majority from 1,421 to 8,189.

While in Parliament, Morris-Jones took a particular interest in public health and agriculture both nationally and as they affected Denbighshire. He was an honorary Treasurer of the Parliamentary Medical Group from time of election in 1929 and was later appointed as a member of the Committee of Trustees set up under the MPs Pensions Act.

In 1931 an economic crisis led to the formation of a National Liberal Gov’t led by Labour PM Ramsey MacDonald, initially supported by the Conservative and Liberal parties. A group of Liberal MPs were concerned to ensure that the National Government had a wide cross-party base and formed the Liberal National Party to support MacDonald’s administration. Morris-Jones joined this group and thereafter sat in the Commons as a Liberal National. At the 1931 General Election, Morris-Jones was unopposed in Denbigh. So on 16 October Morris-Jones retained his Parliamentary seat as one of 65 MPs returned unopposed.

In 1932, Morris-Jones was appointed an Assistant Government Whip and he held that post until 1935. From 1935 to 1937 he was a Lord Commissioner of the Treasury. In May 1937 when Neville Chamberlain succeeded Stanley Baldwin as PM, Morris-Jones was offered the position of Chief Whip to the Liberal National group after the formation of the new Government but preferred ‘for personal reasons’ to return to the backbenches.

As the prospect of another General Election approached, the Liberal Party policy of not opposing sitting Liberal National MPs came increasingly under threat. In Denbighshire there was a willingness to challenge Morris-Jones, who was seen more and more as a surrogate Tory. At a meeting of the Liberal Association on 24 October 1935, it was agreed to adopt John Cledwyn Davies, the Director of Education for Denbighshire and the Lloyd George Coalition Liberal MP for Denbigh from 1922-23. Morris-Jones refused to stand down and the two members of the liberal family fought each other in the General Election in November 1935. The Conservatives supported Morris-Jones and the intervention of a Labour candidate helped take votes away from Davies. Across the country the Liberal National vote remained steady and Morris-Jones held the seat with a majority of over 5,000.

For brief period during the WWII, commencing in February 1942, Morris-Jones decided to leave the Liberal Nationals. In July 1942 he was signatory to a motion which while praising the armed forces indicated a lack of confidence in the Government’s conduct of the war. It was later recorded that Morris-Jones had rejoined the official Liberals; however at the time Morris-Jones described himself as having become an Independent. In the end the political and electoral realities overcame the sense of Liberal family and Morris-Jones rejoined the Liberal Nationals in March 1943, presumably sensing or calculating it would be the safest way to enable him to continue as an MP.

In 1937 Morris-Jones was Honorary Treasurer and Honorary Secretary of the Reception Committee co-ordinating the Royal Visit to North Wales. As part of the coronation celebrations the King and Queen were to visit North Wales in July 1937. They were to open an extension to the National Library of Wales at Aber and and make a ceremonial visit to Caernarfon Castle. At this time Lloyd George was Constable of the Caernarfon Castle and Morris-Jones was involved in discussion and debate with him and others about the arrangements for the visit; some bad-tempered exchanges took place over the choice of music for the Royal programme which Lloyd George felt was not up to the dignity of the occasion.

In 1941-2, Morris-Jones served as Chairman of the Welsh Parliamentary Party. Liberal MPs from Wales had always regarded themselves as a separate Parliamentary entity, certainly from as early as 1886. They saw their role as promoting distinctly Welsh causes and being the party of Welsh nationalism. This role diminished with the decline of Liberalism in Wales during the 20th century and establishment of Plaid Cymru in 1925, but there remained a sentiment at Westminster that Welsh parliamentarians should meet together in the interests of their country.

Morris-Jones was also a member of the Gorsedd of the Bards. He also served as a member of the Governing Body of the Church in Wales, 1950-62.

At the 1945 General Election,  Morris-Jones faced official Liberal and Labour opposition in Denbigh but was supported as the Government candidate by the Conservatives. With the opposition split, he held on. Although he stood down as an MP at the 1950 General Election, Morris-Jones remained loyal to the Liberal Nationals, or National Liberal Party as it became known after 1948. He served as Vice Chairman of the Executive of the National Liberal Party in 1952 and the following year (1953–54) he went on to be Chairman.

The National Liberals again held Denbigh against split opposition in 1950, albeit with a reduced majority. It remained a National Liberal seat until 1959 when a Conservative candidate was put up, successfully retaining it. It then stayed Conservative until the constituency was abolished in 1983.

As a Top Doctor, Morris-Jones took a keen interest in the legislation to set up the NHS. He was not in favour, taking the side of the professional organisations in opposing measures to force doctors into the NHS. By 1948 he was much more closely aligned with the Conservatives and their thinking. That Morris-Jones was a man of traditional views in relation to medical matters can be deduced from his association with the campaign to prevent the sale of contraceptives from slot machines, as a ‘temptation to youth’. Dafydd hadn’t yet arrived at the North Wales Hospital when Morris-Jones was worrying about those slot machines.

In the late 1940s, Morris-Jones wrote to ‘The Times’ expressing his reservations about the creation of the NHS. A year after the introduction of the NHS, Morris-Jones was again writing to ‘The Times’ to highlight what he saw as the decline in status of the GP. He believed that there was evidence to show that after a year of the NHS there had been a deterioration in the art of medicine as practised by GPs, an expansion of their workload, an increase in bureaucracy, difficulties in seeing cases through and getting patients into hospitals.

My how Top Docs complaints haven’t changed.

Although Seriously Grim was de rigueur for asylums at the time, throughout the post-war years the North Wales Hospital seemed to have a reputation for being much grimmer than most. It will have originally been built to help poor wretches, but it certainly lost its way and I suspect that was the case during at least the latter years of Morris-Jones’s time as the MP for Denbigh.

In 1945, the Labour candidate who opposed Morris-Jones was none other than Sir William Mars-Jones, Ronnie Waterhouse’s colleague and friend. Mars-Jones came from a Denbighshire farming family and made it big as a lawyer and then a High Court judge in London. He retained close links with north Wales throughout his life and provided a very big umbrella for Dafydd and the gang throughout his life, assisted by the rest of the Mars-Jones’s in north Wales. See previous posts.

In 1950, after Morris-Jones stood down, Emlyn Garner Evans was elected as the National Liberal MP for Denbigh, having a 2.69% (1209) majority over Glyn Tegai Hughes, the Liberal candidate.

Emlyn Garner Evans was born in Llangollen and read law at Aber. He went onto Gonville and Caius College, Cambridge, by which time he was already an active member of the Liberal Party. Evans was President of the Cambridge Union and of the Cambridge University Liberal Club. He stood as the Liberal Party candidate for the City of Chester in 1935 but did not win. In 1936 Evans spoke in a debate with Harold Wilson and in the same year he became President of the Union of University Liberal Societies and was elected to the Liberal Party Council.

Evans became Editor of The New Commonwealth Quarterly, a journal published by the New Commonwealth Society which studied international relations, in 1935. (Churchill was Chairman of the institute’s British section from 1936.) Evans also helped to found the World Youth Congress in 1936, and was elected President of its political section in 1936 and re-elected in 1938. On the outbreak of WWII Evans joined the RAF and served overseas in North Africa and Italy.

At the end of WWII Evans was adopted as Liberal candidate for Denbigh and unsuccessfully fought the seat at the 1945 General Election. He resumed his legal training and was called to the Bar at Gray’s Inn in 1946. William Mars-Jones was a member of Gray’s Inn. When a joint statement of principles of Liberals and Conservatives was published in a pamphlet called “Design for Freedom” in February 1947, Evans was one of the signatories. Although the full merger was not agreed, the Liberal Nationals were reorganised into the National Liberal Party later in 1947, and Evans joined.

When Morris-Jones announced his retirement Evans was selected as his replacement by the local National Liberal Association in April 1948; he then attended several local branches of the Conservative Association (with whom the National Liberals were in alliance) and committed himself to defeating the Labour Government. Evans was adopted as candidate in November 1949.

The election saw some confusion as the National Liberals claimed the official mantle of Liberalism. Evans faced a Liberal opponent and won the seat with a narrow majority of 1,209 over the Liberal candidate Glyn Tegai Hughes.

Glyn Tegai Hughes was a scholar and a literary critic. He was the son of a Welsh Methodist Minister and a Methodist preacher himself. Glyn Tegai will have known George Thomas, who was a very high profile Methodist. Glyn Tegai was educated at Newtown and Towyn County Grammar School, the Liverpool Institute and Manchester Grammar School. After WWII, he went to Corpus Christie College, Cambridge. Glyn Tegai served as President of Cambridge University Liberal Club and was Chairman of the Union of University Liberal Societies. In 1950 Hughes was a founding member of Undeb Cymru Fydd, the all-Party organisation that was created to campaign for a Parliament for Wales. Glyn Tegai served as Chairman of Undeb Cymru Fydd, 1968–70. He served as Chairman of the Liberal Party in Wales and during the 1959 General Election campaign he featured on TV with Robin Day. Day was one of Ronnie Watehouse’s closest friends; Waterhouse himself was of course from an influential Liberal family in north Wales.

In 1967 Glyn Tegai became a Member of the Welsh Arts Council, serving until 1976. In 1971 he was appointed National Governor for Wales BBC and Chairman of the Broadcasting Council for Wales, serving in these roles until 1979. In 1977 Glyn Tegai became Vice-President of the North Wales Arts Association, serving until 1994. In 1980 he became a Member of the Board of the Channel Four Television Company, on which he sat until 1987. In 1981 Glyn Tegai became a member of the S4C Authority, serving util 1987. In 1988 he became Chairman of the Welsh Broadcasting Trust, serving until 1996.

In 1951 Glyn Tegai was appointed as a lecturer in English at Basle University, Switzerland. In 1953 he was appointed as a lecturer in Comparative Literary Studies at Manchester University.  From 1964–1989 Glyn Tegai was Warden of the Gregynog Centre, University of Wales.

 

Garner Evans was re-elected for Denbigh in the 1951 General Election with a majority of 7,915 over the Labour candidate, which was Idwal Jones. 

Glyn Tegai didn’t contest the 1951 election, because he was working in Switzerland at the time.

 

In Parliament Garner Evans was made Secretary to the Parliamentary Committee on Atomic Energy. Dafydd worked at Windscale in the 1950s, where he gained knowledge of wrongdoing and cover-ups at Gov’t level that stood him in good stead (see previous posts). Garner Evans pressed for more help for his constituents: in December 1953 he stated that the best aid the Government could give to agriculture in Wales was a marketing policy and in November 1954 he insisted that the Home Secretary could not manage Welsh affairs without additional Ministerial help and called for new Minister of State in the Lords. Early in 1955, Evans was one of six MPs to visit the British Army of the Rhine and bring back a report calling for National Servicemen to be paid the same as the regular Army.

Meanwhile, hundreds and hundreds of people were locked up in the asylum on the outskirts of Denbigh, in appalling conditions, invisible to the outside world, their deaths at the hands of those ‘caring’ for them going unnoticed and no doubt undocumented.

 

There was some local criticism of Garner Evans. In December 1954 an extraordinary meeting of the Conservative Central Council in the constituency was called to hear a report on a complaint against him: it was alleged that he had addressed a meeting in Llanrwst when “not in a fit condition to do so”. The meeting passed a vote recording its displeasure, but also adopted Evans as its candidate for the next election. A model of business which was applied to Dafydd throughout his entire career, even when Dafydd’s condition was so unfit that it was lethal.

The return of Glyn Tegai Hughes ensured that Garner Evans’ majority was cut in the 1955 General Election to 10.94% (4,641). The Labour candidate for Denbigh that year was Robyn Lewis.

Evans spoke in January 1956 in favour of encouraging the Welsh language through education and broadcasting, arguing that Welsh nationalism was caused by fear of the loss of language and culture. When the Government appointed a Minister with responsibility for Welsh Affairs, Evans echoed Labour complaints about the lowly status of the new Minister and described his powers as “nebulous”.

Continuing concerns at Garner Evans’ political and personal performance both in Parliament and in the constituency prompted a meeting of the Conservative Central Council to be called in May 1958. Despite Garner Evans pleading to the meeting that “I have spent pretty well all my life trying to bring Liberals and Conservatives together”, the delegates passed a motion of no confidence in Evans. The association President then said that he would then move to discuss with the National Liberals how to select a candidate acceptable to both parties. In November 1958 Conservative Central Office reported that Evans had told them he would not be a candidate for re-election. The Conservative Association subsequently selected Geraint Morgan.

This situation put the National Liberals in a quandary as they had not withdrawn support from Garner Evans. In July 1958 Evans issued a statement to his electors pledging continued support for the Government and urging the Conservatives not to take any “hasty action” which might place his and other National Liberal seats in jeopardy. The same month, a meeting of the National Liberals pledged support for him; however the Conservatives undertook prolonged negotiations.

It was only on the eve of the 1959 General Election that a deal worked out by Conservative Chairman Lt-Col. J. C. Wynne-Edwards was agreed, under which Geraint Morgan agreed to run as a ‘Conservative and National Liberal’ candidate. Morgan spoke to the National Liberals and persuaded them to pledge official support to him. During the election campaign, the Liberal candidate attacked the Conservatives for withdrawing support from Evans.

Geraint Morgan QC, the Conservative candidate, won Denbigh at the 1959 General Election and he remained Denbigh’s MP until the constituency disappeared in 1983. Geraint Morgan has featured on this blog before. He was a barrister who had studied at Aber and at Trinity Hall, Cambridge. Geraint Morgan was a member of Gray’s Inn and practised on the Northern Circuit. Morgan spoke several languages and was fluent in both Welsh and English and a ‘Welsh language champion’.

Morgan did very little in Parliament; he rarely spoke in the House and spent most of his time involved with his legal work. However the patient batterers of Denbigh loved him. He replied to all their letters diligently, in Welsh if required. When the A55 was upgraded, Geraint succeeded in bagging his constituents compensation. Which was more than those victims of a trafficking gang illegally imprisoned ever got. Now what political muscle did Geraint exert at Westminster to get those constituents compensation re the A55???

Geraint had only been the MP for Denbigh for two years when Enoch Powell visited the North Wales Hospital and had that row with the reception committee, which ended with Powell saying ‘I will not allow you to do this to people’ and walking out. They’ll have only shown him the best wards as well. Powell of course didn’t carry out his promise, the matter of the horror story which was Denbigh was quietly dropped very soon after he got back to London. See previous posts.

Ironically Geraint was appalled over the Profumo Affair.

The constituency of Denbigh disappeared in 1983; that decision must have been made a few years previously. Mary Wynch was illegally imprisoned in 1979, the year in which Thatch was elected. Mary began litigation as soon as she got out of Denbigh. I wonder if the disappearance of the constituency might have been related to that?

At the 1983 General Election, Geraint Morgan entered the fray re the selection as Tory candidate for the new seat of Clwyd North West which involved a massive punch-up between a Thatcherite friend of Dafydd’s gang, Beata Brookes and a Tory wet friend of Dafydd’s gang, Sir Anthony Meyer. Conservative Party Central office tried to parachute Beata Brookes in as the candidate. I wonder why? Anthony Meyer successfully sued in law to have the imposition of Brookes as the candidate declared unlawful. A new selection meeting was held, where the choice was between Meyer and Brookes. Geraint Morgan’s application to be included was rejected, despite (according to eyewitnesses) his having considerable support from the floor of the public meeting (open to Conservative Party members, who were not permitted a general vote). See previous posts for further details of the chaos and those involved.

Thatch must have been in a real quandry. Three willing facilitators of a paedophile gang, all wanting to be the Tory candidate for Clwyd North West, but the one that she favoured, Beata Brookes, was universally loathed.

After leaving Parliament, Geraint Morgan continued to practise law as a Crown Court Recorder.

 

Some of those others who had a desire to be the MP for Denbigh who, like everybody else, ignored what was happening to hundreds of people in the North Wales Hospital, as well as the wider trafficking gang and associated criminality, have been regulars on this blog. I have provided extensive details in previous posts, so I’ll just give a quick resume here.

Dafydd himself stood for election as the Plaid candidate, twice. In 1959 Dafydd polled 3077 votes and in 1964 he polled 3444.

In 1966 Sir Alun Talfan Davies, a barrister and judge, stood as the Liberal candidate. He was a member of Gray’s Inn and was retained by the NUM. Davies was a counsel to the Public Inquiry into Aberfan. From 1967 to 1990, Davies was Chairman of the Trustees of the Aberfan Fund, which allocated the money raised by public subscription following the disaster. As well as sitting as a Circuit judge in various courts in Wales, Davies was a member of the Criminal Injuries Compensation Board, 1976-85 and a member of the Court of Appeal of Jersey and Guernsey.

Sir Alun had been a member of Plaid during the 1930s, but he defected to the Liberals, becoming Chairman of the Liberal Party for Wales. Talfan Davies read law at Aber and at Gonville and Caius, Cambridge. His daughter married the Welsh Rugby International Barry John.

Meredith Edwards was the Plaid candidate in 1966. Edwards was an actor and writer who was born at Rhosllannerchrugog and went to Ruabon Grammar School. He worked with the Welsh National Theatre Company and with the Liverpool Playhouse and also starred on TV and in films. Edwards was a member of the Gorsedd of the Bards.

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in ‘A Run For Your Money’ (1949)

 

In 1970, Ann Clwyd, who came from the Denbigh area, stood as the Labour candidate. Ann is a Feminist Socialist.

In Feb 1974, Kremlyn Sherrington was the Labour candidate.

In Oct 1974, Paul Flynn was the Labour candidate. Ieuan Wyn Jones stood as the Plaid candidate. Ieuan came from the Denbigh area, his dad was a Nonconformist Minister there and Ieuan subsequently practised as a solicitor at nearby Ruthin. Ieuan must have been really desperate to represent the patient batterers and people traffickers, because he stood as the Plaid candidate again in 1979…The year of the Mary Wynch Scandal Ieuan…

 

 

So that is a small part of the history of the Slaves, Perfect Slaves. It’s been going on for a very long time. One persistent feature of north Wales has been the presence of a great many orphanages and children’s homes, long before Dafydd and John Allen went into business. The numerous homes, which were run by a variety of charities and religious organisations, were a presence in north Wales by the late 19 century, which seems a bit odd because the region wasn’t heavily populated. Many of the children’s homes even used the same buildings that Dafydd’s gang subsequently purchased and used. I can only assume that there was a demand for children’s homes because so many people in north Wales were so poor that they had trouble affording the upkeep of their own children. Then there were the many families who had lost their fathers in industrial accidents… The average lifespan for some grades of worker in the slate quarries was less than 40 years old.

Slaves, Perfect Slaves.

Anyone up for giving the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board another few million?

 

I haven’t had time to follow the news for the past few days, but I did catch a quick glimpse of an article which stated that the North Wales Hospital has finally been purchased by Denbigh Council. There won’t be an excavations of the site now then in pursuit of bodies. Not with everybody knowing Taid…

Hey, Hey DAJ, How Many Kids Did You Kill Today?

I have been very rude about Dr David Healy on this blog because since the early 1990s, David has worked cheek by jowl with the traffickers of north Wales yet he has not mentioned a word about their criminal misconduct and abuse of patients. David certainly doesn’t waste his own time with them and he has made it obvious for years that he thinks that they are complete tossers, but he has never blown the whistle on any of them.

What David has done however is to very effectively expose the dreadful practices of Big Pharma. I received an angry comment months ago from a fan of David’s asking me ‘Do you actually read David’s blog?’ Of course I do! David Healy is a Top Doctor who knows his science and his statistics which is rather more unusual than people outside of the field would imagine. I don’t have time to read all of his associated outputs, but yes, I do believe what David publishes about clinical trials and the efficacy or otherwise of drugs and I would be happy to rely on him for info regarding that. My problem with David is that he is the one really clever Top Doctor that Gwynedd has – believe me, most of the others are so bad that they would simply be nothing but immensely entertaining if they weren’t so dangerous – and he cannot possibly have failed to notice what has gone on around him, but he hasn’t said a word…

However, I must thank David, because his latest blog post has reminded me of something that I should have followed up by now but I haven’t. David’s latest post mentions Richard Doll and Doll’s colleague Austin ‘Tony’ Bradford Hill, as well as Archie Cochrane. David Healy will know a great deal about their work because they were epidemiologists and medical statisticians, indeed the fathers of those disciplines. Those three really are considered to be giants of medicine. Sir Richard Doll of course made his name when he demonstrated the link between smoking and lung cancer and Sir Austin Bradford Hill was involved with some of that work as well.

My post ‘They Think It’s All Over – It Is Now’ discusses an absolutely laughable piece of ‘research’ which was published by some Top Doctors and medical statisticians from Bangor in the ‘British Journal of Cancer’, Dec 1990: ‘Gastric Cancer In Gwynedd. Possible Links With Bracken.’ The authors are: O.P. Galpin; C.J. Whitaker, Rh. Whitaker; and J.Y. Kassab. Galpin’s and Rh. Whitaker’s affiliation is given as Ysbyty Gwynedd and C.J. Whitaker’s and Kassab’s affiliation is given as the Centre for Applied Statistics, UCNW.

The authors of this paper claimed to have found an association between people who grew up in Gwynedd and drank buttermilk as children and the development of gastric cancer in later life. The theory was that cows in Gwynedd ingested much bracken while they grazed and that carcinogens from bracken passed into the cows’ milk…

For some unexplained reason, the geniuses from Bangor had been assisted by Sir Richard Doll in the early stages of the research and this was stated on the paper. Someone really hyped up this ground-breaking paper as soon as it was published and it was given much coverage in the media across the world.

Days later questions were asked about the research and shortly there was an admission that the study was fundamentally flawed and people quietly stopped discussing it. In my post ‘They Think It’s All Over – It Is Now’ I explain that the study was SO fundamentally flawed – one reason being that the control sample consisted of a grand total of three and the sample also included someone who didn’t actually have gastric cancer – that I cannot understand why the journal ever accepted it for publication.

How and why Sir Richard Doll ever agreed to be associated with this dog’s breakfast I never understood.

However, the paper was published and the global leaders from Bangor received worldwide acclaim – before they became a laughing stock just days later – in Dec 1990, when Dafydd et al (it was Dafydd’s mates who wrote and advised on the paper) really needed good PR. Allegations of linked paedophile gangs across the UK involving High Society figures were beginning to surface, police investigations and inquiries were being launched and Lord Greville Janner had been interviewed under police caution.

It was in Dec 1990 when I was finally forced out of my job at St George’s Hospital Medical School and there was yet another attempt by Dr Tony and Sadie Francis to have me imprisoned on the basis of ‘evidence’ which their own lawyers knew was fabricated.

By Dec 1990, Dafydd, Drs Tony and Sadie Francis, Gwynedd Health Authority and Gwynedd Social Services were dragging me through the High Court constantly (see previous posts eg. ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’) on the basis of their extensive perjury. The legal actions was being co-ordinated by the MDU, the MDU’s solicitors Hempsons, Andrew Park (the crooked lawyer who worked for the Welsh Office) and Ron Evans (the crooked lawyer who worked for Gwynedd Social Services) among others. The prosecutions brought for contempt of court in the attempts to imprison me were authorised by the Attorney General, Sir Patrick Mayhew, who before he became a Tory MP, was a bent barrister who worked for the MDU. Mayhew was responsible for ensuring that Dr Morris Fraser, a paedophile child psychiatrist, was allowed to continue to practice after he had been convicted of sexually assaulting a child in the 1970s. Fraser had been based in Belfast but left there to work at Springfield Hospital, the mental health unit attached to St George’s Hospital Medical School and then UCL. In 1989 I had begun working at St George’s and at the very beginning of 1991 I was admitted to Springfield Hospital, only to later discover that Springfield had a hotline to Dafydd, Tony Francis and Lucille Hughes and were colluding with them (see post ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London’). Wandsworth Social Services were also involved and wrote to Lucille telling her that if she wanted a friendly chat with them she only had to ask. I have never had any contact with Wandsworth Social Services and the first that I knew of all this was some two years ago when my lawyer forwarded me the rest of my medical records.

At the time a big paedophile/trafficking ring was operating in south London which had links to the gang in north Wales (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’). Donald Naismith, the Director of Wandsworth Education Authority, was known to be a paedophile (see previous posts). One of the corrupt MSF reps at St George’s, David Hole, lived in Wandsworth, was an active member of the local SDP and I think might have been a Wandsworth Councillor.

 

The ludicrous journal article written by Dafydd’s mates was written long before it was published. The original version of the paper was submitted in Oct 1988, the referees gave advice and it was revised and accepted for publication in Dec 1990 (yet still no-one noticed the sample of three and in the inclusion of someone who didn’t have the illness under investigation.)

I know some of the people who co-authored that paper and I doubt that they wrote even the horse shit that they did write very speedily. It will have taken them at least a year and probably longer for someone to devise the dastardly plan, get that lot to get their act together, stop their infighting and actually write the first draft of the paper. So I suspect that someone sent up the Paedophiles In Distress Flare at some point in the summer or autumn of 1987 and for some reason Richard Doll agreed to help out.

 

On 11 June 1987 there was a General Election. It was the one which the Windbag really believed that he was going to win but he lost spectacularly. The polls had famously predicted a Windbag landslide and by June 1987 Mandy had allegedly transformed and ‘modernised’ the Labour Party, as well as the Windbag, by putting a picture of a red rose wherever he could find space for one. Sadly for Mandy,  thousands of images of a red rose were no substitute for a competent leader and the poor old Windbag was caught unawares when he lost the election.

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The Windbag and his wife spent much time and energy campaigning in north Wales in the run up to June 1987. The Windbag knew Tony Francis from their days at Cardiff University and Mrs Windbag was from a family of Labour Party activists in Holyhead. Mrs Windbag’s parents were so well-connected to the Labour hierarchy through people such as Lord Cledwyn, MP for Anglesey and former Secretary of State for Wales under Harold Wilson, that they had enjoyed a hotline to the very top of the Labour Party as long ago as the 1960s (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’).

In 1985 Tony Francis told me that the Tories would never win another General Election and that the Windbag would be the next PM. I told him that the Tories would win again.

A few other people got their hopes up in 1987 as well:

Gang of Four line-up

 

In 1985 or thereabouts Dr D.G.E. Wood told me that Dr Death ‘had guts’. Fortunately for the rest of us, Dr Death might have had guts but he never managed to acquire many seats. Dr D.G.E. Wood was a big fan of Dr Death. Brown observed at the time that Wood was closing ranks with ‘shits in his own profession again’. Dr Death personally knew some of the Top Doctors in north Wales who were facilitating the paedophile/trafficking ring. For further details of the Gang of Four and their many links to those we know and love, see post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’.

Prior to the 1987 General Election, Sir Peter Morrison had been Deputy Chairman of the Tory Party; after Thatch won the election, he was appointed Minister of State for Energy. Throughout it all Morrison was abusing kids in care, including those in north Wales and Cheshire.

 

Margaret Thatcher PM and husband Denis Thatcher celebrate after winning 1987 General Election, 10 Downing Street, Stock Photo

 

Previous posts have detailed the well co-ordinated plans on the part of Dafydd and the Drs Francis et al to have me framed and imprisoned for a serious offence in 1987; the plans were formulated in the weeks running up to the General Election and it was presumed that I would be in the slammer very shortly after the General Election. David Ewart of the Mental Health Act Commission and Risley Remand Centre were fully on board with it all, as were the managers of Gwynedd and Clwyd Health Authorities. Andrew Park at the Welsh Office will have no doubt had a hand in it all as well.

Douglas Hurd was Home Secretary throughout this en masse corruption involving the criminal justice system. Hurd was the nephew of the botanist Professor Edred Henry Corner, who knew the botanist Professor Greig-Smith, a leading light in the Plant Biology Dept at UCNW (Bangor University) where I had completed my first degree three years previously. D.G.E. Wood’s wife Chris Wood was a lecturer in the Plant Biology Dept and the Woods were mates with many of the other staff at Bangor, in the Plant Biology Dept as well as other staff. Another Plant Biology lecturer, Ralph Oxley, was married to Isobel Hargreaves, who was a social worker employed by Gwynedd Social Services and a colleague of the paedophile gang.

At that time, Dafydd still called the shots in the Psychology Dept at Bangor and of course huge swathes of the institution’s infrastructure, including the Principal Sir Eric Sunderland, were on board with Dafydd’s gang and their network.

Dafydd and the paedophiles had been getting quite anxious because in Dec 1986, a big player in the wider ring, Professor Oliver Brooke of St George’s Hospital Medical School, had been jailed for the possession of child porn and the police – or at least a contingent of honest police – were closing in on them all. Distress flares were being sent up all over the place and in May 1987 Lord Chief Justice Geoffrey Lane came to the rescue and Ollie Brooke was released on appeal, on the grounds that he’d suffered enough and that Ollie’s vast collection of kiddie porn was no more worrying than a collection of cigarette cards. See previous posts eg. ‘Oliver!’

Lord Brian Flowers, a nuclear physicist, was a big hitter in London University at the time. Flowers spent years as Rector of Imperial College and served as the VC of London University as well as the VC of Manchester University. Flowers not only spent years concealing the serious misconduct and research fraud on the part of Top Doctors in London University, but Flowers was also concealing the trafficking ring of which St George’s/Springfield and other London University hospitals were part. Flowers came from and went to school in Swansea and was loyal to his old pals in Wales (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’). There were many connections between Bangor and the crooks of London University, but one of the most useful was Professor Wynn Humphrey Davies, a former lecturer at Bangor who had subsequently spent much of his career at Imperial College along with Brian Flowers and who then retired to the Bangor area, where he spent many happy decades on the Council of UCNW making damn sure that the trafficking ring was not worried unduly (see post ‘I Told You I Was Trouble’). Wynn Humphrey Davies was from a well-known Liberal family in north Wales.

 

My documents suggest that an order to Get Her was sent in my direction in about May 1987 when Ollie was let loose on the world once more.

Thanks Lord Chief Justice Geoffrey!

‘Be ye ever so high, the law is above you’ as Lord Denning famously said. Although Lord Denning knew that was not true and confirmed this when he dismissed the appeal of the Birmingham Six stating that if their convictions were overturned, it would point to such serious corruption within every layer of the criminal justice system that such an ‘appalling vista’ could never be allowed. When the convictions of the Birmingham Six were overturned in March 1991, Lord Denning famously remarked that if they had been hung there wouldn’t have been all this bloody fuss.

Yes and if Dafydd and the numerous Top Doctors who lied, perjured themselves, destroyed/forged/planted evidence had got away with it, I would now be sitting in Broadmoor with the world being reassured that I was phenomenally dangerous, so much so that I should never be let out. All because I complained about a disgusting old Top Doctor who unbeknown to me was facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring and had spent his career lobotomising anyone who dared complain. The irony is that Gwynne the Lobotomist died in the latter part of 1986, but so many other people had hitched their cart up to his fortunes and joined in with his crimes that the wagon kept rolling for decades after Gwynne was pushing up the daisies.

Gwynne’s abuse ring originally involved little more than the north Wales region. By the mid-1980s it had expanded into a pan-European trafficking ring, including hundreds of children’s homes and it also had a very profitable booming side-line in child porn and drugs.

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The Royal Courts of Justice, where Denning sat, 1944-56, in the High Court and Court of Appeal and again, 1962-82 as Master of the Rolls. I appeared there myself in the spring of 1991, after Tony and Sadie Francis perjured themselves and requested my imprisonment. I travelled down from Rachub, Bethesda on the bus to Bangor, then on the train to London. I did not have a lawyer with me. No questions were asked by anyone, although Wimmin’s Champ Baroness Helena Kennedy was involved in a Wimmin’s Rights Test Case in a neighbouring court to the one in which I appeared and as I left the Royal Courts of Justice I was waylaid by a Wimmin’s Protest asking for my support. St Helena was defending Sara Thornton who had murdered her husband. Sara’s case was one involving domestic violence and Sara received huge support from the Wimmin’s campaigners of the Labour Party, including Jo Richardson (see post ‘ It’s Bachman Turner Overdrive – Not Arf’).
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As explained in previous posts, Dafydd et al’s Dastardly Plan backfired because Sgt Morgan and a nursing officer, Jeff Crowther, didn’t tell as many lies as were required and I was not charged with threatening to stab anyone. So Tony Francis then rang Sgt Morgan and told him that he was sending a Top Doctor over to the Bangor Police Station to section me. Sgt Morgan told Francis that the Top Doctor would not be allowed into the police station. Then D.G.E. Wood arrived at the station and demanded to see me. Sgt Morgan refused to let him in. I had still not been charged with any offence yet was in Bangor Police Station after midnight when Dafydd came crashing in. No-one told Dafydd to bugger off. Dafydd spent about three minutes in my cell and said ‘Well I won’t be offering ewe any help tonight, I think ewe should be in prrrison’.

Then Alwyn Jones my solicitor turned up, told me that the police had told him that Dafydd had been to see me and asked me what Dafydd had said. So I replied ‘I think ewe should be in prrrison’. Alwyn laughed and said ‘he’s saying that because you’ve made a complaint about him’.

I was released from Bangor Police Station the next morning after being charged with a minor public order offence after Francis et al admitted that no I hadn’t tried to stab anyone but ooh we were terrified, please charge her with something at least. I then returned to Leicester where I was living at the time.

After I finished my MSc in May 1987, I had moved in with Brown at his place in Leicester, where I lived until April 1988. We had no idea at the time, but Leicester was another hub of the Westminster Paedophile Ring and by 1987 the police were finally taking an interest in the Leicestershire social worker Frank Beck and his mate Greville Janner. When Dafydd et al trumped up the charge against me in the summer of 1987, Alwyn sought an ‘independent’ expert report regarding me from Dr James Earp, a Top Doctor at the Towers Hospital in Leicester (see post ‘An Expert From England’). Earp colluded with the gang in north Wales and I now know that Earp and his colleagues were part of the professional network in Leicestershire who were concealing that part of the Westminster Paedophile Ring. See previous posts. Earp himself was at the centre of a big mental health scandal in 1993 which involved the murderer James Rudman; the case suggested massive corruption in the criminal justice system, the police and the NHS in Leicester (see post ‘Gwlad y Menig Gwynion’).

 

After I narrowly escaped being fitted up by Dafydd, Francis et al for ‘attempting to stab a doctor’ just after the 1987 General Election, I went to see MIND in Leicester as well as William Bingley, the Legal Director of MIND HQ in London, to discuss events in north Wales. The man in Leicester MIND told me that he knew of serious problems caused by a ‘Mafia’ in north Wales which were alleged to be ‘tied up with Freemasonry’ and centred upon a ‘Welsh doctor who’s been up there for years and has everything stitched up for himself’.

That Old Geezer owned politicians:

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It was the man from Leicester MIND who sent me to London to see William Bingley. Bingley discussed Dafydd’s crimes at length with me, described Dafydd as a ‘charming psychopath’ and told me that if I ever returned to north Wales I would undoubtedly be arrested by Dafydd and the gang. I found out years later that Bingley and his mum Lady Juliet Bingley and probably his dad Admiral Sir Alec Bingley as well were part of Dafydd’s network and had been since the mid-1960s (see previous posts). The man from Leicester MIND was also fully on board with the gang. I imagine that the man from Leicester MIND and William Bingley rang Dafydd as well as a few other people and had a lovely chat with them as soon as I left their offices.

 

After the failed attempt to imprison me, Dafydd told me during a phone call that if I dropped my complaint about him he’d get me a place at Liverpool Medical School and he even gave me the name of the Professor who would fix it all up. I declined the offer and told my solicitor Alwyn Jones, who was based in Bangor, that Dafydd had tried to bribe me and that I was going to start recording my phone calls. Alwyn told me that if I managed to record Dafydd ever saying any such thing again I should take the recording to the police. Dafydd never tried to bribe me over the telephone again.

Probably because Dafydd had been warned that I was recording the calls… But then so were MI5 and they protected Dafydd not me.

Alwyn’s then-wife worked as a lawyer for Gwynedd County Council. Her father was a policeman with the North Wales Police and was also a Freemason. Alwyn’s junior solicitor, Meleri Tudor, assisted on some of my cases. Meleri’s dad was a Nonconformist Minister and I think that Meleri’s brother was as well. Meleri’s sister was a Welsh language activist who had served time in Holloway.

 

Brown, who had been listening in to Dafydd’s phone call, subsequently wrote to Gwynedd Health Authority about the matter detailing exactly what he had heard Dafydd saying. Brown did not receive a reply. He wrote again a few years later and again did not receive a reply. Years later when I received copies of my medical records, Brown’s letters were in there. An unsigned handwritten note was attached to one of them, saying ‘what shall we do about Dr Brown’s letter?’ with the answer ‘Do not reply’.

Bribery, corruption, conspiracy to pervert the course of justice. Solution? ‘Do not reply’.

The ultimate solution was for someone to attempt to murder Brown.

Brown’s brother was also the subject of at least one very serious murder attempt and two others almost as worrying. Brown’s brother was a witness to Dafydd’s wrongdoing as well, because after Dafydd tried to bribe me and no-one would respond to my concerns about this, Brown’s brother rang Dafydd disguised as an investigative journalist, ‘Hugh Bailey’, interested in my case. Brown’s brother detailed a number of Dafydd’s crimes against other people of which we knew and then told Dafydd that he’d been given a written account of my experiences which included ‘this young woman wrongly arrested and illegally detained in a locked ward…this is all rather worrying Dr Jones’. Dafydd put on his best manners and said ‘now ewe know that I cannot discuss patients’ cases’. So I yelled down the phone ‘it’s OK Dafydd, I’m here and you have my permission to discuss the whole lot’. Dafydd just blew, he exploded – well he can only manage the charming bit for a few minutes, then it’s just the psychopath portion that takes over – and went into a very impressive rant, which began with ‘I spoke to you for nearly 40 minutes the other day’ [yes and I still didn’t accept the bribe] and ended with ‘I will not have my fon abused in this way, goodnight Mr Bailey’, whereupon Dafydd slammed the phone down so hard that he probably did it serious damage.

We just fell about laughing and provided Brown with the details of the exchange.

Then Hugh Bailey the Roving Reporter and I hired a car (because we didn’t own one) and went up to the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. We didn’t tell anyone that we were going to do this except of course Brown, but since beginning this blog I have received mountains of evidence that we were under surveillance by the security services and that our phones and houses were bugged. Our plan was to catch the liars and perjurers unawares, ask our questions and record and photograph them as they responded. Or not.

So imagine my surprise when as we pulled up outside Denbigh, Alun Davies appeared in his car and parked directly behind us. We got out and were greeted by a lady who had rushed out of the main entrance with a rictus grin on her face shrieking ‘which newspaper are you from?’ Brown’s brother breezily replied ‘Oh I’m freelance’. We asked for Dafydd and the lady told us that Dafydd wasn’t on the premises, they didn’t know when he next would be and there was no-one at all with whom we could discuss my complaint.

So we walked into the building with the lady pursuing us saying ‘please don’t photograph the patients, it’s a breach of their privacy’. We were quite happy to agree not to photograph the poor sods who had been unlawfully imprisoned. But I knew one of them anyway. As we walked down a corridor, we met Stephen Bagnall, the boy who had been in care in Wrexham with whom I had made friends when Dafydd illegally imprisoned me – and Stephen – in 1986/87 (see post ‘It’s Bachman Turner Overdrive – Not Arf’). Stephen recognised me and came over. He told me that as soon as I had been released from Bryn Golau Ward, Dafydd had sectioned him for a year. So Stephen had at the time that Brown’s brother and I met him been in the ‘care’ of Dafydd for some seven or eight months. He looked terrible, absolutely dreadful. Stephen did not look the picture of health when I first met him in Dec 1986, but he had really gone downhill since then. His face was covered in bruises, he was skeletal and his hands were raw and bleeding because he couldn’t stop chewing them. Stephen was not chewing his hands when I met him in Dec 1986 in Bryn Golau. He was a young man who could barely read and write who had spent years sniffing glue and taking drugs but he had recently become involved with some ‘church people’ who knew Dafydd and for the first time in years, in Dec 1986 Stephen had not taken drugs for a few weeks.

So why was Stephen covered in bruises when he was being ‘cared for’ in Denbigh and who had done what to him which had driven him to chew his hands out of anxiety and terror?

A young man who had been in the Wrexham children’s homes. Illegally imprisoned in Denbigh.

How and when did Stephen die Dafydd? Is his body one of those concealed in the grounds of Denbigh? Or was Stephen found dead after he was ‘released, having been helped by the mental health services’?

Stephen Bagnall. Born about 1965, lived on the Queen’s Park Estate at Wrexham. Openly insulted by the staff of Bryn Golau Ward who told each other how much they hated him. When I challenged them about their dreadful attitude, they told me that Stephen was ‘lucky’ to have Dafydd because no-one else would waste their time with him.

When Dafydd was trying to bribe me on the phone he mentioned that he knew that Stephen was one of the people whom I had named as a witness to the wrongdoing in Denbigh.

As Brown’s brother and I drove away from Denbigh, Alun Davies tailed us all the way out of the grounds and down the lane for quite some distance.

 

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O Lucky Man. Abducted by a gang of paedophiles as a teenager, Stephen dared to object and found himself illegally imprisoned by a psychopath and was subsequently lost without trace.

We didn’t know.’

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Marek was succeeded as AM for Wrexham by Lesley Griffiths, who had previously worked as secretary to John Marek and as a medical secretary in Wrexham Maelor Hospital. Lesley also served as a Wrexham County Borough Councillor:

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For further details of the insanity of John Marek, see post ‘The Bloody State We’re In’. For further details of the sheer bloody callousness of Lesley Who Helps The Mums, see post ‘History Repeats Itself, First As Tragedy, Second As Farce’.

Lesley has long been a supporter of Wrexham Football Club and was elected to the Board of the Wrexham Supporters Trust. Stephen Bagnall used to go to the footie matches in which Wrexham played, where of course Stephen became involved in punch-ups. Keith Fearns, the social worker employed by Gwynedd Social Services, who perjured himself in so many of the court cases in which I was involved, has for many years run the Bangor Ladies Football Team. Keith and the ladies travel all over Europe! Nearly every member of Keith’s Ladies Football Club is a social worker, probation officer or a student social worker.

‘We didn’t know.’

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On 18 Nov 1987 a fireball ripped through King’s Cross Station. Thirty-one people died. I was due to be passing through King’s Cross at the time of the fire but I was delayed so I missed it. The cause of the fire was never definitively identified. Just after I began this blog I was told that the King’s Cross Fire was supposed to have killed me.

 

Two other people who suffered as a result of the police moving in on Ollie Brooke in the spring of 1986 were my housemate Anne Vernon, who knew what was happening to me at the hands of the Top Doctors and who was killed in a car crash in April 1986 and Patient F, who had told a few too many people what he had found out was happening to the boys in Ty Newydd children’s home in Bangor. In 1986 F was fitted up for the possession of Class A drugs, violently assaulted by a senior officer at the police station, then fitted up for arson, imprisoned in Risley Remand Centre where I believe that he heard a murder being committed and was unlawfully imprisoned in Denbigh by Dafydd for a year. F was subsequently fleeced of his property, money and child as a result of an unholy collusion between a few local predators, Gwynedd Social Services, a Gwynedd County Councillor, the North Wales Police, the Hergest Unit, Bethesda Surgery and the North Wales Housing Association. See previous posts.

 

As well as having Sir Peter Morrison’s needs to tend to, Dafydd and the gang were also providing services to George Thomas, Labour MP for Cardiff Central and then Cardiff West, 1945-83; Secretary of State for Wales, 1968-70; and Speaker of the House, 1976-83. George Thomas was the highest profile Methodist in the UK and was friends with Harold Wilson, Thatch and the Royals. In 1983 Thatch made him Viscount Tonypandy. In recent years it has been admitted that, as in the case of Peter Morrison, George Thomas’s sex offending was very, very widely known. Many people in the Labour Party loathed George Thomas, but he was one hell of a vote catcher in south Wales and what would have happened to the Labour Party if they had lost the support of south Wales?

The Top Doctors did very well out of George Thomas. In return for keeping quiet about his child molesting and STIs (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’), George Thomas diverted a massive proportion of the Welsh NHS budget to ensure that the Top Doctors got their flagship hospital/medical school in Cardiff (see post ‘The Great Stink’) and Thomas also robustly supported medical charidees. They loved old George down at the Welsh National School of Medicine and the wheels were oiled by Professor Kenneth Rawnsley, who from 1964 until 1985 held the Chair in Psychological Medicine at Cardiff and was responsible for providing the most enormous umbrella for Gwynne and Dafydd et al. Rawnsley never mentioned the Denbigh Dungeon full of the victims of the paedophile gang when the mental health services in north Wales were ‘inspected’ and approved as being of a suitable standard (see post ‘The Discovery Of A Whole New Galaxy…’). Rawnsley held leading roles in the Royal College of Psychiatrists and other bodies, he assisted with the Mental Health Act which was written by Dafydd’s mate Professor Robert Bluglass and which Dafydd repeatedly broke with impunity and throughout his career Rawnsley complacently reassured everyone that all was well with psychiatry in Wales. Rawnsley’s wife was the child psychiatrist Elinor Kapp, who was a founding member and keen supporter of one of George Thomas’s medical charidees. Tony Francis trained with Rawnsley, both as a medical student and a junior doctor.

In June 1983, another time bomb who had to be protected by the Top Docs and everyone else for decades was elected as the Labour MP for Caerphilly, one Ron Davies (see post ‘Cottaging At Castle Gate’).

 

So by the time that Richard Doll was supplying advice to the authors of that laughable journal article which finally saw the light of day in the ‘British Journal of Cancer’ in Dec 1990, the stakes were very high for Dafydd and the gang and the many people directly involved with them as well as the myriads who were feeding off them…

 

In south Wales, it wasn’t only people like the Windbag and his missus who had already made it as far as Westminster who would have gone tits up if Dafydd et al had been exposed. There were those on South Glamorgan County Council as well, some of whom, including Jane Hutt, Mark Drakeford and Julie Morgan, had big ideas for their own futures. The Rev Bob Morgan, Labour leader of South Glamorgan County Council, didn’t just have his own interests to consider when he became involved with George Thomas’s charidee work; the Rev Bob had his little daughter, Eluned, to think of as well! I mean there was that South Glamorgan County Council scholarship to foot the bill for Eluned’s school fees at Atlantic College, there was that friendship with the Windbags and goodness knows what else. Eluned was never going to be offered the job of the Baroness of Ely when she grew up if the Rev Bob squealed.

 

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Rhodri The Ale Twat, the former housemate of the Windbag, was elected as the MP for Cardiff West himself at the June 1987 General Election. Jane Hutt is a long standing good friend of Julie Morgan and was a big pal of Rhodri’s.

 

After Professor Ollie was arrested and imprisoned, the cracks at St George’s Hospital Medical School needed papering over, so the Dean of St George’s head rolled and in 1988 a New Broom was appointed. The New Broom was the filthiest one that could possibly have been found, unless someone had actually appointed Dafydd himself as Dean of St George’s; it was Professor Sir William Asscher, a nephrologist from Cardiff University, who was a hero in north Wales for having secured them their rather inadequate kidney service. Asscher had been at the heart of the rot in south Wales for years and he was a real bastard as well, so obviously he was St George’s first choice as Dean. Asscher remained in post at St George’s until 1996, as bombs went off under him constantly.

After Asscher took the job at St George’s, he continued to keep a home in the posh bit of Glamorgan and he returned to live there full-time when he retired. So Asscher was in situ in 1999, when Jane Hutt was elected as AM for the Vale of Glamorgan. Hutt did stand as the Labour candidate for Cardiff North, a constituency with many Top Docs and other affluent professionals, in 1983 but lost to the Tory Gwilym Jones, who was just as much of a good friend to Dafydd and the gang as Jane et al. There was a happy ending for Cardiff North in 1999 when Julie Morgan was elected as their MP, succeeding Gwilym Jones. In 2011 Julie was elected as the AM for Cardiff North, although by that time they had dispensed with her services as their MP (see post ‘The Paedophiles’ Friends of Cardiff North’).

Jane Hutt had many reasons to never want to see Dafydd et al exposed, apart from her own political ambitions. Jane’s dad Michael Hutt was a pathologist who was educated at Eastbourne College and then Tommy’s. Michael Hutt worked in Uganda, 1962-70, then returned to the UK to become Chair of Geographical Pathology at Tommy’s, where he remained until he retired in 1983, at which point he became Emeritus Chair. Michael Hutt knew those crooked Home Office pathologists who were based at Tommy’s as well as at other institutions who systematically lied in cases of suspicious deaths in which the rich and famous were implicated, pathologists which included Iain West, Keith Mant and Keith Simpson. Michael Hutt would also have known Professor Austin Gresham, the Cambridge pathologist who worked for the Home Office when Douglas Hurd was Home Secretary. Gresham came from and went to school in Wrexham  (see post ‘Oh No! It’s The Pathetic Sharks’).

Adrian Bell, one of the lecturers at UCNW’s Plant Biology Dept who was a friend of Dr D.G.E. Wood, had previously worked as a forensic scientist in a service which, he used to admit to the students, was totally corrupt.

 

Michael Hutt served on the MRC’s Tropical Medicine Research Board, 1972-76.

Tommy’s was crawling with Top Doctors who were concealing the wrongdoing of Dafydd and his associates, including Dafydd’s mate the Sex Therapist Professor Jim Watson, who had been a Sex Therapist at St George’s before he set up shop at Tommy’s (see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’). Dr Death had trained and worked at Tommy’s before he was elected to the Commons. Dr Death was research registrar to William Sargant, a butcher so notorious that psychiatry today is doing all that it can do to forget that he ever existed. Sargant literally tortured his patients and carried out ridiculous and brutal experiments on them killing quite a few in the process. Sargant’s career in a previous branch of medicine had ground to a halt after his excesses had resulted in him landing in trouble; Sargant had a nervous breakdown and then was advised to do what every Top Doctor is advised when they have revealed themselves to be a major liability – to go into psychiatry. Sargant enjoyed himself a great deal with recreational chemicals, which are thought to have caused him to become rather madder than he was originally. See post ‘Dr Death’.

Although Tommy’s is the ultimate bastion of privilege and many of the Top Docs there are the London docs who are making a fortune from their Harley Street practices, there are a few who enjoy casting the illusion that they are Of The Common People, like Ed Miliband’s Uncle Harry. Uncle Harry was a leading light in the Socialist Medical Association (it later changed it’s name to the Socialist Health Association).

The Socialist Medical/Health Association provides a valuable network for Top Docs and many of the seriously guilty have been/are members. Dr John Dunwoody, Labour MP for Falmouth and Camborne, 1966-70, when West Country politicians were well aware of what Jeremy Thorpe was doing, was a member. After losing his seat, Dunwoody returned to medicine in London and among his various roles he served as Chairman of the Kensington, Chelsea and Westminster Area Health Authority, 1977–82, Chairman of the Family Planning Association, 1981–87 and Chairman of the Bloomsbury District Health Authority, 1982–90. From 1996 he was Vice-Chairman of the Merton, Sutton and Wandsworth Local Medical Committee. Dunwoody could not have held those roles without knowing a great deal about the Westminster Paedophile Ring and organised abuse.

John Dunwoody was married to Gwyneth Dunwoody, a leading light among Labour Party Wimmin for many years and the MP for Exeter, 1966-70 and Crewe and Nantwich, 1974-2008. Gwyneth’s parents were two high profile people in the Labour Party in an earlier generation and were mates with Nye Bevan. Dunwoody’s father was Morgan Phillips, the General Secretary of the Labour Party, from south Wales. Gwyneth concealed the Cheshire branch of Dafydd’s gang. Gwyneth and John’s daughter, the terrible Tamsin, was the Labour AM for Preseli Pembrokeshire, 2003-07. See previous posts for more information on the Dunwoodys.

Dr Julian Tudor Hart, a Communist Top Doc of the poshest origins who worked for 30 years as a GP in West Glamorgan, was President of the Socialist Health Association (see post ‘In Memoriam – Dr Julian Tudor Hart’).

Here’s Tudor Spart wearing his revolutionary cap:

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In 1986, Dr Brian Gibbons joined Tudor Spart as a partner in the practice. Gibbons too was busy in the Socialist Health Association. Gibbons of course was the AM for Aberavon, 1999-2011 and served as the Welsh Gov’t Health and Social Services Minister, 2005-07, succeeding Jan Hutt in that role. Gibbons was every bit as toxic as Hutt and concealed the criminality and carnage in the NHS in north Wales. When no more excuses could be made for Gibbons, Lesley Griffiths took over as Health and Social Services Minister. Then Edwina Hart had a go at concealing and denying the wreckage – Edwina, being a female Labour politician in Wales had previously done the obligatory stint with Hutt’s ‘gender equality’ charidee, Chwarae Teg (see post ‘Don’t Mess With Daddy’) – and then Mark Drakeford took over as Health and Social Services Minister. Like Jane Hutt and Julie Morgan, Drakeford is a former social worker who served as a South Glamorgan County Councillor and concealed organised abuse. See previous posts.

Tudor Spart conducted epidemiological research with Richard Doll and Archie Cochrane. Richard Doll went to Westminster School and then Tommy’s, graduating in 1937. Doll graduated just a few years before Jane Hutt’s dad did. Tommy’s has a highly effective alumni network, Michael Hutt will have known Richard Doll. I don’t know who Jane Hutt’s mother’s family were, but Hutt’s biography states that her grandparents were Welsh speakers who were from north Wales. Michael Hutt’s biography states that he was born in Shrewsbury to Dorothy nee Peck and Arthur Cyril Hutt, an engineer. It is possible that they were Jane’s Welsh speaking grandparents from north Wales, but I think it more likely that they will have been her maternal grandparents. Despite all the guff talked about social mobility, there is not much of it about, particularly among Wimmin who Campaign on behalf of Wimmin. Someone of Hutt’s vintage who trained as a social worker will almost certainly have been descended from professional people on both sides of her family. Social work was a popular career choice for the not very bright rather drippy girls from middle class families, particularly medical families, in Jane’s day. Which suggests to me that whoever Jane’s Welsh speaking grandparents from north Wales were, they will have been the sort of people who were ignoring what the professional classes were doing to the plebs. No-one in Hutt’s extended family will have wanted Dafydd and the gang exposed. Furthermore, Dafydd’s gang were linked with a gang in Shropshire by the 1970s.

 

Richard Doll’s own father was a Top Doctor. Richard Doll was one of the significant figures in the Socialist Medical Association. The Socialist Medical/Health Association campaigned for the creation of the NHS and Nye Bevan is their hero. The Nye from south Wales who in reality lived it up in Chelsea with his wife Jennie Lee; both Nye and Jennie concealed the neglect and abuse of vulnerable people by the welfare services and because of this, the neglect and abuse of the very poorest was built into the NHS from the start, in contrast to the propaganda. Nye designed the NHS entirely for the benefit of the Top Doctors; he had to, because nearly all of them were completely opposed to the NHS (see previous posts). The Socialist Medical Association wasn’t, but they simply would not ever admit what was happening to some people at the hands of the NHS because the last thing that they wanted to do was give ammunition to their political opponents.

 

Richard Doll joined the Royal College of Physicians after the outbreak of WWII and served for much of the war as part of the RAMC on a hospital ship as a medical specialist. So Doll probably found out about all the Royalty/Lord Louis Mountbatten/sex/spies scandals that so many other Top Docs and other officers discovered when they served on ships in WWII (see post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’).

After the war, Doll returned to Tommy’s. In 1948 he joined a research team under Dr Francis Avery-Jones at the Central Middlesex Hospital run under the auspices of the statistical research unit of the MRC. Over a 21-year career in the unit, Doll rose to become its Director.

Francis Avery Jones was a Welsh Top Doctor – he was born in Carmarthenshire – who was educated at the Sir John Leman High School in Suffolk. He undertook his medical training at Bart’s Hospital Medical School – which is where Lady Juliet Bingley had worked as an almoner (social worker) and where her father had been a surgeon. Avery Jones was born in 1910, so he will have been of the vintage to have known both Lady Juliet and her father. Professor Linford Rees, who concealed the criminality of Dafydd et al in north Wales for many years, worked at Bart’s (see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’). Avery Jones worked at the Central Middlesex until 1974. He was also consultant to St Mark’s Hospital, 1948-78 – Lady Juliet also worked at St Mark’s – and to the Royal Navy, 1950-78. So Avery Jones knew about the shenanigans of Lord Mounbatten et al in the Royal Navy and Avery Jones will have known Admiral Sir Alec Bingley and that other surgeon in the Royal Navy, Professor Geoffrey Chamberlain of St George’s Hospital Medical School, a friend of Ollie Brooke. Chamberlain came from south Wales; his father had been Secretary to the Lord Mayor of Cardiff. When Chamberlain retired from the NHS in 2000, he was given a job as a lecturer at Swansea University, an institution virtually run by Rhodri Morgan’s friends and relatives. Just in time for the Waterhouse Report!

Avery Jones Chaired the King Edward VII Hospital Fund Development and Emergency Bed Service Committee – that’s the posh hospital for Royals, of which Lord Simon Glenarthur is/was Chairman. Simon Glenarthur was for years a Director of the MDU. Glenarthur also served as a junior Health Minister under Ken Clarke. It was Simon Glenarthur who was substantially responsible for the ‘tainted blood’ scandal, which resulted in thousands of NHS patients being given infected blood products which caused the death of many people. The Inquiry into the Tainted Blood Scandal has just opened. No-one needs bother with an Inquiry, it is a matter of record who was responsible. It was Dr Death, when he was a junior Health Minister, who knew that using the infected blood products was incredibly dangerous. Dr Death did tell people this but then he didn’t put a stop to it because he was far too busy wanting to be Foreign Secretary and hopefully PM. Simon Glenarthur then oversaw an even greater use of infected blood products on the orders of Thatcher. Glenarthur might not have known what the dangers were, but the Top Doctors did, all of them. Did the BMA campaign? Any  adverts explaining the dangers? No. Not a word. The BMA campaigned very, very loudly on a great many other matters, but there was not one word about thousands and thousands of NHS patients being given infected blood products. It was in the medical press, that’s how I found out about it, but it was nowhere else.

I’ll tell you who else knew about the Tainted Blood Scandal. Red Ken Livingstone. Because Red Ken used to be a medical lab technician and he led their union and Red Ken knew that the MRC lab which screened and treated blood from UK donors to ensure that it was infection free was closed down by Thatch and that infected blood was being purchased from the US for use by the NHS. But then Red Ken knew about Dafydd and the Westminster Paedophile Ring from his time at the GLC when all those kids in the care of London Borough Councils were sent to children’s homes in north Wales. See previous posts.

Here’s Ken at Trafalgar Square on an Anti-War Protest:

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All the NHS unions knew about the Tainted Blood…

Simon Glenarthur was hanging around in the DoH whilst Jimmy Savile was appointed to the management team of Broadmoor.

 

Francis Avery Jones was on the DHSS’s Advisory Committee on Medical Records. Avery Jones knew that his colleagues were libelling patients as well as forging medical records, so presumably it was dear old Avery Jones who ensured that the decision as to whether to give patients access to their own records had to be made by the Top Doctors ‘with the best interests of the patient’ in mind. Which enabled Dafydd and the paedophiles to simply repeat for nearly 20 years that it was not in my best interests to have access to my records. Because if I did I would have found out that they had detailed their own criminality as well as their plans to frame me and have me imprisoned or banged up in a secure hospital.

Francis Avery Jones was a gastroenterologist. My post ‘Gwlad Y Menig Gwynion’ described how a copy of a 1988 application of mine for a research job in gastroenterology turned up in my medical records. The application was not for a job in Wales, so I wonder how the paedophiles’ friends got their paws on it.

Francis Avery Jones died in Chichester in 1998. Chichester is 28 miles away from Brighton, the scene of the firebomb attack in 1992 which killed five witnesses to the criminality of the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales. John Allen owned brothels in Brighton to which the kids in care from north Wales were trafficked.

The Central Middlesex Hospital borders Brent – the location of a paedophile ring as well as a hub of neglect and abuse in the mental health and children’s services (see post ‘Mary Turner – An Appreciation’). Red Ken was elected as the Labour MP for Brent East in June 1987. Three months after the publication of the Waterhouse Report, Ken became the 1st Mayor of London!

Paul Boateng was elected as the Labour MP for Brent South in June 1987. The Paul Boateng who was a solicitor for Birnberg & Co when they handled the first part of Mary Wynch’s litigation against Dafydd and Clwyd Health Authority. The Paul Boateng who’s wife Janet was a social worker in Lambeth when that Borough was sending kids in it’s care to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. Janet doubled up as the Councillor who Chaired the Social Services Committee as well and was in that post when Tyra Henry was murdered while in the care of Lambeth Social Services. Paul and Janet’s son was convicted of rape, so Boateng has that in common with the man who is currently the favourite to become Wales’s next FM:

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Paul’s colleague Harriet Harman used to work at Brent Law Centre, as did Harriet’s husband Jack Dromey, a trade unionist who later became a Labour MP. Harriet’s dad John was a Harley Street Top Doctor. Dr John B. Harman studied at Tommy’s and later became a consultant there. John Harman served in the RAMC during WWII. When he retired in 1972, John Harman became President of the MDU. John Harman went to Oundle School, which has many famous alumni (see previous posts), including Sir Clough Williams-Ellis. Sir Clough married into the Bloomsbury Set and he owned the Brondanw estate at Llanfrothen/Croesor, where throughout the middle years of the 20th century he hosted many members of the Bloomsbury Set during the summer. They were joined by a sizeable group of intellectuals, radicals and political activists and Clough’s aristocratic friends, including Bertrand Russell. Most of them knew about Dafydd and the gang but because it was usually only the locals who were having their lives ruined by Dafydd et al, no-one was that bothered. Dafydd proved useful on one occasion when the wife of one of Clough’s circle had a pregnancy which was inconvenient to her partner once he ran off with another woman. She was banged up in Denbigh and didn’t emerge until the mid-1980s, when she was housed near Betws-y-Coed, at a very safe distance from Croesor and well away from anyone who might have remembered what happened to her. See post ‘The Village’. Betrand Russell himself made good use of Top Doctors to declare members of his family mad when they accused him of being a wicked old bugger who was doing some very unsavoury things. See post ‘So Who Was Angry About What?’

Jonathan Miller, the Top Doctor, Opera Director, Polymath and Top Tosser, worked for Avery Jones when Miller was a junior Top Doc in the late 50s/early 60s. Miller’s dad Emmanuel Miller was one of the first child psychiatrists. Many of Jonathan’s vast network of BBC people, Top Docs, celebs, intellectuals and others assisted in concealing the wrongdoing of Dafydd and those associated with Dafydd. Jonathan himself was involved with a most helpful series of TV programmes entitled ‘Madness’ in 1991, which was another bit of good PR for the Top Doctors, just as the North Wales Police had begun an investigation into the possibility of a VIP paedophile ring in north Wales/Cheshire. One of my media friends who was hounded out of his job at the BBC in the early 1990s when his wife wanted to make a film about what was happening in north Wales worked with Jonathan’s son William Miller at the BBC in the 1980s. My friend used to maintain that William was ‘really fucked up’ as a result of living in Jonathan’s shadow. Years later William Miller gave media interviews in which he said pretty much the same thing himself. Despite being So Clever that even Robert Robinson would be impressed, Jonathan somehow missed the presence of Jimmy Savile at the BBC and as Savile mingled among the Top Doctors. Savile visited Bryn Estyn as well and one boy maintained that Savile witnessed him sexually assaulted by a group of men there. But Jonathan is far too important to have worried about minor details like that. For more info on Jonathan and the many friends of his who have many questions to answer, see previous posts eg. ‘The International Language Of Screaming’.

 

Richard Doll’s pal Francis Avery Jones didn’t die until 1998, so he was around until well into the Waterhouse Inquiry to assist Dafydd et al in their hour of need.

In 1950, Richard Doll, along with Sir Austin ‘Tony’ Bradford Hill, undertook with a study of lung cancer patients in 20 London hospitals and found that tobacco smoking was the common link. The findings were published in the BMJ in 1950 and Doll famously wrote that:

The risk of developing the disease increases in proportion to the amount smoked. It may be 50 times as great among those who smoke 25 or more cigarettes a day as among non-smokers.

I have not done a David Healy and revisited this study, so the work may be absolutely sound as far as I know. However I am struck by the very quick turnaround. A study undertaken, written up AND published all in the same year? Things might have been different in 1950 – indeed they were, Gwynne killed people with his lobotomies and the figures weren’t even recorded – but that still strikes me as surprising.

Four years later, in 1954 the British doctors study, a study of some 40 thousand doctors over 20 years, confirmed the suggestion, based on which the Gov’t issued advice, that smoking and lung cancer rates were related.

In 1955 Doll reported a case controlled study that firmly established the relationship between asbestos and lung cancer.

Let us take a look at Doll’s colleague Sir Austin. Son of Sir Leonard Erskine Hill, a ‘distinguished physiologist’, Hill was born in London and was educated at Chigwell School, Essex. Hill was associated with the medical statistician Major Greenwood and, to improve his statistical knowledge, Hill attended lectures by Karl Pearson. When Greenwood accepted a Chair at the newly formed London School of Hygiene and Tropical Medicine, Hill moved with him, becoming Professor of Medical Statistics in 1947.

Hill had a distinguished career in research and teaching but he is famous for two landmark studies. He was the statistician on the MRC Streptomycin in Tuberculosis Trials Committee, work which is generally accepted as the first randomised clinical trial (RCT). The second study was more precisely a series of studies, those with Richard Doll on smoking and lung cancer. Doll and Hill’s conclusions from their British Doctors study was severely criticised from 1957 onward, in published work and in academia by Sir Ronald Aylmer Fisher. 

Fisher was the statistician and geneticist who had pioneered many of the statistical techniques used by Doll and Hill. Fisher’s work in statistics led to him being described as “a genius who almost single-handedly created the foundations for modern statistical science” and “the single most important figure in 20th century statistics”. In genetics, Fisher used maths to combine Mendelian genetics and natural selection; this contributed to the revival of Darwinism in the early 20th-century modern synthesis revision of the theory of evolution. Fisher has been called “the greatest of Darwin’s successors”.

Fisher looks like he knew what he was doing:

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However, Sir Austin Bradford Hill wore a bow tie like the Top Doctors did so he might have been more convincing:

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Hill was made a fellow of the Royal Society in 1954 and perhaps surprisingly, Fisher was actually one of the proposers. The certificate of election read

Has, by the application of statistical methods, made valuable contributions to our knowledge of the incidence and aetiology of industrial diseases, of the effects of internal migration upon mortality rates, and of the natural and experimental epidemiology of various infections, for example of the risks of an attack of poliomyelitis following inoculation procedures and of the risk of congenital abnormalities being precipitated by maternal rubella in the pregnant woman. Since the war he has demonstrated in an exact and controlled field survey the association between cigarette smoking and the incidence of cancer of the lung, and has been the leader in the development in medicine of the precise experimental methods now used nationally and internationally in the evaluation of new therapeutic and prophylactic agents.

I have not yet had time to dig into why Fisher proposed the man who’s work he considered so flawed to the Royal Society. There was no doubt skulduggery involved. Hill certainly did OK for himself though.

In 1950–52 Hill was President of the Royal Statistical Society. On Hill’s death the medical statistician Peter Armitage wrote, “to anyone involved in medical statistics, epidemiology or public health, Bradford Hill was quite simply the world’s leading medical statistician.”

In 1965, Hill suggested several aspects of causality in medicine and biology, which have remained in use by epidemiologists to date.

What with Austin Bradford Hill being an all-round statistical genius and working with Richard Doll, one would have thought that Sir Austin would have noticed a few worrying things about Wales as he number crunched his way through medicine. Hill died in 1991 so he was alive and kicking when that laughable paper written by Dafydd’s mates on which Richard Doll advised was published in the ‘British Journal of Cancer’.

Surely Hill noticed that sample of three, even if it escaped Richard Doll’s attention?

In 1966 Richard Doll was elected to the Royal Society himself. The citation stated:

Doll is distinguished for his researches in epidemiology, and particularly the epidemiology of cancer where in the last 10 years he has played a prominent part in (a) elucidating the causes of lung cancer in industry (asbestos, nickel & coal tar workers) & more generally, in relation to cigarette smoking, and (b) in the investigation of leukaemia particularly in relation to radiation, where using the mortality of patients treated with radiotherapy he has reached a quantitative estimate of the leukaemogenic effects of such radiation. In clinical medicine he has made carefully controlled trials of treatments for gastric ulcer. He has been awarded the United Nations prize for outstanding research into the causes & control of cancer & the Bisset Hawkins medal of the Royal College of Physicians for his contributions to preventive medicine.

Dafydd’s friends. A sample of three. One of whom did not have the disease which was under investigation.

In 1969 Sir Richard Doll moved to Oxford University, as the Regius Professor of Medicine. Initially, epidemiology was held in low regard, but in his time at Oxford Sir Richard helped reverse this.

More than 20 years later: A sample of three. Well two actually, because one person in the sample of three had a different condition.

Richard Doll was the primary agent behind the creation of Green College, which was founded in 1979. Doll was appointed the first Warden of Green College, from where he retired in 1983. Doll was succeeded as Warden of Green College by Dafydd’s mate, the Bastard of Newcastle-upon-Tyne, Lord John Walton. Walton was a Top Doctor who pretty much ran both Noewcastle-upon-Tyne University and the city itself, throughout the decades when a trafficking ring which sent kids in care and staff to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales operated in the north east of England. John Walton kept Dafydd and his associates out of trouble throughout his career, particularly in Walton’s capacity as President of the BMA, 1980-82; President of the GMC, 1982-89 (as the very serious complaints about Dafydd’s criminality came in by the sackful but were all ignored); and President of the Royal Society of Medicine, 1984-86. Walton received a peerage in 1989. What can someone have been so grateful to him for?

In 1992 Walton became a member of Parliament’s Science and Technology Committee, leaving in 1996, returning in 1997 and leaving again in 2001. Walton tended to be on that Committee every time that there was a bit of high drama with Dafydd and the gang then. From 1993-94, Walton was Chair of the Medical Ethics Committee. He was Secretary of the Rare Diseases Group from 2009 until his death. Walton was a member of the Norwegian Academy of Science and Letters. He was Patron of The Little Foundation, Honorary Life President of the Muscular Dystrophy Campaign, Vice President of Parkinson’s UK and Honorary Chairman of the United Kingdom Medical Students’ Association (UKMSA).

Walton died in 2016. He remained silent throughout every investigation and inquiry relating to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. He said not a word about the scandals involving organised abuse in other parts of the UK, not even about the Sunderland and Cleveland Scandals which happened just down the road from his turf. He was sitting in the Lords when that joke of a paper based on the sample of three as advised by Richard Doll was touted in the media as being the work of ground-breakers leading the field.

John Walton scowled his way throughout it all:

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Richard Doll also helped found the National Blood Service and was key in avoiding a system of paying donors for their blood, as had been adopted in the US. Yet Doll was one of the mass of Top Doctors who remained silent when Thatch closed down the MRC lab and ordered the purchase of infected blood from the US…

Doll continued work at the Imperial Cancer Research Centre at the John Radcliffe Hospital, Oxford, working as part of the Clinical Trial Service Unit, notably including a study undertaken with Sir Richard Peto, in which it was estimated that tobacco, along with infections and diet, caused between them three quarters of all cancers, which was the basis of much of the WHO’s conclusions on environmental pollution and cancer.

Sir Richard Peto is Professor of Medical Statistics and Epidemiology at Oxford University. He attended Taunton’s School in Southampton and subsequently studied the Natural Sciences Tripos at Queen’s College, Cambridge, followed by a Masters in Statistics at Imperial College.

Peto’s career included collaborations with Richard Doll which began at the MRC Statistical Research Unit in London. Peto set up the Clinical Trial Service Unit (CTSU) in Oxford in 1975 and is currently Co-director. Peto’s paradox is named after him. That particular paradox isn’t half such a paradox as all these world leading medical statisticians who missed a trafficking gang publishing utter rubbish after being advised by Richard Doll.

Peto was elected a Fellow of the Royal Society in 1989 for his contributions to the development of meta-analysis. He is a leading expert on deaths related to tobacco use. Richard Peto was knighted for his services to epidemiology and to cancer prevention in 1999, just before the Waterhouse Report was published. Peto received an honorary Doctor of Medical Sciences degree from Yale University in 2011.

Richard’s brother Julian Peto, with whom he has published work in mathematical statistics (e.g. on the logrank test), is also a distinguished epidemiologist. The Peto family run a Thai restaurant in the Covered Market, Oxford, of whose parent company Richard Peto is a Director.

 

When he was young, Richard Doll considered himself a socialist, but by the 2005 General Election he was a supporter of the Lib Dems.

Throughout his entire career, like Air Austin Bradford Hill, Sir Richard Doll remained schtum throughout the investigations and inquiries into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal, in spite of his links with some of those at the scene of the crime. Sir Richard didn’t die until 2005, so he had plenty of opportunities to ask a few salient questions.

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After Richard Doll’s death, some controversy arose over aspects of his research funding when his papers, held at the Wellcome Library, indicated that for many years he had received consultancy payments from chemical companies whose products he was to defend in court. These include US$1,500 per day consultancy fee from Monsanto Company for a relationship which began in 1976 and continued until 2002. During this period Doll wrote to a Royal Commission in Australia investigating whether the Monsanto-produced herbicide Agent Orange, which was used during the Vietnam War, was carcinogenic, claiming that there was no evidence that it caused cancer.

 

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

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‘There is no evidence that there was a VIP paedophile ring in north Wales and Cheshire which had been concealed at the highest levels of Gov’t.’

 

‘Don’t ewe think I was handsome?’

Q: ‘Now Stephen Bagnall is one of your witnesses. Who are the others?’ A: ‘I’m not going to tell you’. Q: ‘Why not?’ ‘A: ‘Because you’re going to nobble them.’ Reply: ‘Don’t be so ridiculous.’

I didn’t realise that he was going to fucking murder them.

‘I think ewe should be in prrison.’

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

Richard Doll received £15,000 from the Chemical Manufactures Association, Dow Chemicals and ICI for a review published in 1988 that concluded that workplace exposure to vinyl chloride did not increase the chance of contracting cancer, with the exception of angiosarcoma of the liver, contradicting two previous reviews by the WHO’s International Agency for Research on Cancer. Some donations, including a £50,000 gift from asbestos company Turner and Newall, were given in public ceremony to Green College, Oxford, but most fees and payments remained undisclosed to the public, Oxford University and colleagues until Doll’s death.

Doll’s defenders point out that his connections to industry were widely known by those in the field, that he did his work before formal disclosure of commercial interests became commonplace and that on occasion, he came to conclusions that were unpalatable to the companies who consulted him. His own view, as reported by Richard Peto, was that it was necessary to co-operate with companies for access to data which could prove their products to be dangerous.

Doll co-operated with a murdering trafficking gang as well Peto, but it didn’t prove that their products were dangerous. It made them a laughing stock when someone pointed out that sample of three, but they all merrily continued on their way; one of them spent the next two decades as the Stats Guru of the School of Psychology at Bangor University and another one led NWORTH, the Clinical Trials Unit at Bangor University. They now run a consultancy together. See post ‘They Think It’s All Over – It Is Now’.

Some controversy arose over the fact that Doll did not publish a paper on ‘A tentative estimate of the leukaemogenic effects of test thermonuclear explosions’ in the Journal of Radiation Protection in 1955 which stated that ‘there is no threshold [radiation] dose below which no effect is produced’ in humans. He withdrew it on advice from the Sir Harold Himswoth, Secretary of the MRC, who in turn was advised by the Atomic Energy Authority not to publish because it would be contrary to their interests. It was only published in 1996 when this kind of view was more acceptable view to the Nuclear Industry.

Before Dafydd began his degree in medicine at Liverpool University, he worked at Windscale. Dafydd worked there just before the nuclear accident at Windscale in 1957, which involved a cover-up on the part of Macmillan’s Gov’t. Dafydd knew about much wrongdoing at Windscale and used it to his advantage for a very long time. See post ‘Those Who Are Ready To Serve’. It is no coincidence that every time British Gov’ts have tried to reign the Top Docs in, they have appointed nuclear physicists to do this eg. Sir Alec Merrison and Lord Brian Flowers (see previous posts). Nuclear physicists have told as many lies to the nation as Top Docs have and are just about the only professional group who can get the Top Docs by the knackers; it will have helped that Dafydd was involved with whatever was going on at Windscale in the 1950s.

 

So what of Archie Cochrane, who worked with Doll et al? I discussed Archie Cochrane in my post ‘The Discovery Of A Whole New Galaxy…’ Archie Cochrane was a Scottish Top Doctor who was famous for advocating the use of randomized control trials (RCTs) to make medicine more effective and efficient. His advocacy of RCTs eventually led to the development of the Cochrane Library database of systematic reviews, the establishment of the UK Cochrane Centre in Oxford and the international Cochrane Collaboration. Archie Cochrane is known as one of the fathers of modern clinical epidemiology and evidence-based medicine and is considered to be the originator of the idea of evidence-based medicine in the current era.

Cochrane was born near Galashiels, Scotland. He attended Uppingham School and then studied at King’s College, Cambridge. Cochrane completed his medical training in 1938 at UCH and UCL. 

During the Spanish Civil War, Cochrane served as a member of a British Ambulance Unit within the Spanish Medical Aid Committee. In WWII he joined the British Army and was captured during the Battle of Crete and subsequently worked as a Medical Officer at Salonika (Greece) and Hildburghausen, Elsterhorst and Wittenberg an der Elbe (Germany) PoW camps. His experience in the camp led him to believe that much of medicine did not have sufficient evidence to justify its use.

Cochrane said, ‘I knew that there was no real evidence that anything we had to offer had any effect on tuberculosis, and I was afraid that I shortened the lives of some of my friends by unnecessary intervention.’ As a result, he spent his career urging the medical community to adopt the scientific method.

After WWII Cochrane studied for a Diploma in Public Health at the London School of Hygiene & Tropical Medicine and and spent a year at the Henry Phipps Institute in Philadelphia on a Rockefeller Fellowship.

Cochrane then joined the MRC’s Pneumoconiosis Unit at Llandough Hospital, a part of the Welsh National School of Medicine, now Cardiff University School of Medicine, in 1948. Here Cochrane began a series of studies on the health of the population of Rhonda Fach, studies which pioneered the use of RCTs.

Dafydd’s mate Kenneth Rawnsley, who began his career working with the maddest of the mad Top Doctors at the Maudsley and who also worked with Dafydd’s mad mates at Manchester, worked with Archie Cochrane on Cochrane’s community studies in south Wales. Rawnsley seemed to ignore everything that Cochrane was teaching about RCTs and the scientific method, but that didn’t stop Rawnsley ending up as Head of the MRC Unit in south Wales, under the Director, the crazed Sir Aubrey Lewis from the Maudsley.

For a detailed account of Rawnsley and the many other quite mad and highly abusive Top Doctors who were mates with and worked with Dafydd and who subsequently circulated around London, Manchester and south Wales, spinning myths about their own ‘excellence’ while Dafydd did whatever he wanted in north Wales, see post ‘The Discovery Of A Whole New Galaxy…’ Archie Cochrane may have pursued scientific rigour but he most definitely did not ensure that those with whom he worked did.

Cardiff University has released an online video of the Rhondda Fach studies. The video shows some archive footage of the community study. Cochrane describes what he was looking for in the surveys. Somehow Cochrane missed the obvious…

In 1960 Cochrane was appointed Professor of Tuberculosis and Chest Diseases at the Welsh National School of Medicine and nine years later became Director of the new MRC’s Epidemiology Research Unit at 4 Richmond Road, Cardiff. His groundbreaking paper on validation of medical screening procedures, published jointly with fellow epidemiologist Walter W. Holland in 1971, became a classic in the field.

Cochrane’s 1971 Rock Carling Fellowship monograph Effectiveness and Efficiency: Random Reflections on Health Services, first published in 1972 by the Nuffield Provincial Hospitals Trust — now known as the Nuffield Trust, was very influential. To quote from the book’s summary :

“An investigation into the workings of the clinical sector of the NHS strongly suggests that the simplest explanation of the findings is that this sector is subject to severe inflation with the output rising much less than would be expected from the input”. According to a review in the British Medical Journal, “the hero of the book is the randomized control trial, and the villains are the clinicians in the “care” part of the NHS who either fail to carry out such trials or succeed in ignoring the results if they do not fit in with their own preconceived ideas”.

Maintaining this challenge to the medical care system as Cochrane saw it, in 1978, with colleagues, he published a study of 18 developed countries in which he made the following observations: “the indices of health care are not negatively associated with mortality, and there is a marked positive association between the prevalence of doctors and mortality in the younger age groups. No explanation of this doctor anomaly has so far been found. Gross national product per head is the principal variable which shows a consistently strong negative association with mortality.” 

So Cochrane knew that somehow the Top Doctors were killing people, but he didn’t speculate further.

This work was selected for inclusion in a compendium of influential papers, from historically important epidemiologists, published by the Pan American Health Organisation (PAHO/WHO) in 1988.

Cochrane promoted the randomised trial and is a co-author with Professor Peter Elwood on a report on the first randomised trial of aspirin in the prevention of vascular disease. He also promoted the cohort study and was a key adviser in a highly detailed cohort study: the Caerphilly Heart Disease Study, which was based on a representative population sample of 2,375 middle-aged men, with a response rate of 89%.

Archie died in 1988, the year that the ridiculous paper written by Dafydd’s mates was submitted to the ‘British Journal of Cancer’.

Like so many others with whom he worked, Archie was another Great Man and Founding Father who knew about Dafydd and the gang and the associated serious criminality. Archie knew that by the mid-1980s the cancer caused by that gang had spread throughout the whole of the UK medical establishment and that there was no Top Doctor or barely any lawyers or politicians who would take them on.

How could so many people have been so weak and so stupid?

For his “gallant and distinguished” services in PoW camps, Archie was awarded an MBE; for his contributions to epidemiology he was later awarded the CBE. If Archie had raised even one concern about a gang of paedophiles he’d have received neither.

One Man’s Medicine: An Autobiography of Professor Archie Cochrane was published in 1989 and co-authored by Max Blythe. The book was out of print for a number of years but a paperback edition was published by Cardiff University in April 2009 to celebrate the centenary of Cochrane’s birth. The Archie Cochrane Archive is held at the Archie Cochrane Library, Cardiff University.

Oh for God’s sake when Dafydd snuffs it why not give him a state funeral and then erect a statue of him in Westminster?

 

Just to recap on a few things that have been detailed in previous posts which were happening between Dafydd’s pals beginning their ludicrous ‘research’ on bracken, buttermilk and gastric cancer and it being published in the ‘British Journal of Cancer’.

During those years, I and three other witnesses to the criminality in north Wales were systematically hounded out of our careers. Two of those people, my best friend from school and her husband, literally found themselves under attack by gangsters (see post ‘The Turn Of The Screw’).

When the bracken/gastric cancer paper was being planned, I had just begun a career in cancer research myself. I working in the Cancer Research Campaign team at the University of Surrey for Professor Vincent Marks who was the brother of Dr John Marks, the President of the BMA. At the time, the BMA were providing Tony Francis and the gang in north Wales with legal advice with regard to having me charged and imprisoned, although the BMA knew about the trafficking gang in north Wales and knew that Francis et al had no evidence for their very serious allegations against me. The BMA were in an all out war with Ken Clarke at the DoH at the time. No-one won because the whole lot of them were concealing Dafydd et al and none of them would use the evidence that I and my friends had to arrest and charge Dafydd and his associates.

While I was working at Surrey, Dr Peter Macguire, a former psychiatrist colleague of Tony Francis’s, suddenly decided that he was going to become a cancer researcher. Macguire and some colleagues extracted funding from the Cancer Research Campaign and the ICRF (Richard Doll worked with the ICRF) and perpetrated a research fraud which was exposed in 1990 and resulted in the suicide of one of the members of their team, Prof Tim McElwain (see post ‘Reports Of Death Were Greatly Exaggerated’). None of this held the careers of the other people involved in the fraud back, they went on to become high profile names in cancer research, except for Clair Chilvers, the lead author of the dodgy paper, who metamorphosed into a mental health researcher and also became Chair of an NHS Trust (see post ‘Apocalypse Now’).

Those we know and love had another close shave soon after Ollie was released from prison in May 1987. Jeffery Archer, one of Sir Peter Morrison’s colleagues in Thatcher’s Gov’t, who had found himself the centre of a tabloid expose maintaining that he had paid a prostitute for sex, sued the Star for libel. The libel trial was in July 1987. Jeffrey and Lady Mary perjured themselves during the trial, but it paid off and they won the case. That libel trial took place while Dafydd’s gang were in the process of trying to stitch me up and imprison me. Jeffrey and Mary were of course later exposed as having lied in their evidence and Jeffrey was subsequently charged and jailed in 2001. Monica, the prostitute involved in the case, was due to give evidence at Tuppence’s trial but was most conveniently killed in a car crash shortly before the trial opened. Lady Mary was never charged with perjury herself, she continued running Addenbrooke’s Hospital and swathes of the Cambridgeshire NHS. For the links between Tuppence, Lady Mary and Dafydd and his associates, see post ‘Tuppence And His Fragrant Wife’.

I mentioned that by 1987, the police were beginning to take an interest in Frank Beck and Greville Janner in Leicestershire. Someone who knew all about Dafydd and the gang as well as most of the rest of the Westminster Paedophile Ring was the barrister George Carman QC, who acted for Jeremy Thorpe and was retained by Greville Janner and Jimmy Savile. Carman was a violent alcoholic who was also corrupt and hung around with gangsters, bent coppers and sex workers. Carman was based in Manchester throughout the 1960s and 70s and lived in Cheshire. He made his name when he successfully defended Jeremy Thorpe in 1979 and at that point he moved to London. However by the early 1980s Carman was fed up with the UK and was about to take up a judicial appointment in Hong Kong. He changed his mind at the last minute when he was staying in Leicester in 1981 as a result of defending a Top Doctor, Leonard Arthur, who was on trial for murdering a baby with Down’s syndrome after an Angel blew the whistle. Carman never explained what it was that happened during his weeks in Leicester which caused him to stay in the UK, but over the following years Carman’s reputation grew and grew, he became very rich as well as the best known libel barrister in the UK. When Carman was dying, he was visited in person on a number of occasions by Professor Gordon McVie, who persuaded Carman to part with dosh for the Cancer Research Campaign. McVie will have known even more than I did about the large scale research fraud in cancer research. George Carman was such a heavy drinker that he had his own Top Doc on call who was known to have set up drips for him in Court after he had collapsed. For the last part of his life, Carman lived in Wimbledon. He was a neighbour of Geoffrey Chamberlain and other Top Docs at St George’s. See previous posts for more information on George Carman.

Despite having George Carman on tap, people in Leicester must have got a little jumpy because reinforcements were called in. A young lawyer, Keith Vaz, who was eager to help, relocated to Leicester and was subsequently elected as the Labour MP for Leicester East at the 1987 General Election! Keith had previously been the senior solicitor for Islington Borough Council, where a paedophile ring with links to north Wales operated and before that, Keith had been a solicitor for Richmond-upon-Thames Council – where a paedophile ring with links to north Wales had operated! Keith didn’t trudge up to Leicester all alone. Keith took his mum with him who subsequently sat on Leicester City Council. When Frank Beck was jailed in 1991 for hundreds of sexual assaults on kids in care over a period of years, Leicester City Council were accused of being complicit with Beck’s crimes. As were the police and the Social Services. I know for a fact that the Top Doctors and Leicester University were fully complicit as well. See previous posts.

George Carman had a pupil barrister who later became famous. A man called Tony Blair. Miranda was elected as MP for Sedgefield in Co Durham – on Lord John Walton’s manor – in 1983. Cherie continued to work in Carman’s chambers until 1988. When George Carman held his garden parties at Wimbledon years later, Miranda and Cherie were kind enough to drop in, although Miranda was PM by then and Cherie was ‘juggling’, as she explained when she was caught out doing those crooked property deals with Carole Caplin’s boyfriend.

When that nonsense about bracken and buttermilk was being penned by Dafydd’s mates, Miranda was part of the Windbag’s Shadow Energy team along with Rhodri The Real Ale Twat. It was when Miranda was in that team that his ‘talents’ were spotted and from then on the sky was the limit for Miranda. Who was one of the Minister’s whom Miranda shadowed in Energy? Sir Peter Morrison…

Miranda touched my own life in 2005 when the brother-in-law of Miranda’s No 10 policy adviser John McTernan stole my computer. See previous posts.

 

As for the cauldron in south Wales, with its mixture of thick opportunistic politicians and privileged abusive Top Doctors boiling away, all claiming to be working on behalf of the Oppressed while they stood by and watched the Oppressed slaughtered, there are two more characters whom I mentioned in my post ‘Don’t Mess With Daddy’ to whom I shall briefly return here: Dr Hywel Francis, who was Labour MP for Aberavon, 2001-15, before he handed the seat over to the Windbag’s son and Hywel’s dad Dai.

I mentioned previously how Hywel Francis, an academic who was a student at, and who was then was employed as, an academic at Swansea University, is a man who prides himself on he and his dad’s Communist Party pasts and waxes lyrical about miners and trade unionism and hard labour but who writes columns for ‘The Guardian’ and ingratiates himself to the Top Doctors. The secret of Hywel’s paradoxes lies in his dad’s biography.

Dai Francis (1911–1981) was a Welsh trade unionist, best remembered for his leadership of the South Wales NUM during the 1970s. Dai was a member of the Gorsedd of the Bards, as are Hywel and many of Dafydd’s mates. Dai Francis was born near Neath. He became the first officer of the South Wales Miners’ Union in 1959 and in 1963 became its General Secretary. In 1974 Dai became the first Chairman of the Wales TUC. So although Dai got much kudos from being a miners’ leader when the miners did battle with Ted Heath and brought him down, Dai’s role as Chairman of the Wales TUC will have given him the most powerful muscle of all – his knowledge of what the NHS/social care trade unions were concealing. Dafydd and the associated gangs…

Dai also knew that the beginnings of the NHS were rather more sordid than we are told, because he was involved with the miners’ welfare associations before the NHS came into being. Dai will have known about Nye and Jenny buying off the Top Docs while Nye and Jenny shopped at Harrods. They didn’t hang around south Wales for long.

Dai retired in 1976 and in the same year unsuccessfully challenged Carlo in the election for Chancellor of the University of Wales. I don’t know who ensured that Carlo won, but if Dai had became Chancellor, his main responsibility of course would have been to make sure that the whole of UCNW continued to double up as a major branch of Dafydd’s trafficking gang. Of course, by 1976, Sir Peter Morrison had become MP for Chester and what with Sir Peter’s sister Dame Mary being Woman-of-the-Bedchamber to Carlo’s mum, someone probably thought that it was less risky to have Carlo overseeing UCNW than a Communist with the dirt on everyone who also had an ambitious son.

The paedophiles’ friends being what they are, they never stop scrapping among themselves. There was so much infighting at UCNW that in 1979, Dafydd Wigley, then the Plaid MP for Caernarfon who’s constituency office was just around the corner from Paedophilia HQ at the offices of Gwynedd County Council, asked Shirley Williams, in her capacity as Secretary of State for Education in Jim Callaghan’s Gov’t, to hold an Inquiry into the management of UCNW by the then Principal, Sir Charles Evans, Top Doctor and 1953 Everest Hero. There was no Inquiry which was hardly surprising, because everyone involved knew that the havoc prevailing was because the College had been taken over by a trafficking gang and furthermore Carlo was the Chancellor. Why Dafydd Wigley even pretended that he wanted an Inquiry I do not know, because if that gang had ever been exposed, Wigley would have lost his seat which was one of the safest in the country, what with just about every professional person in Gwynedd colluding with that gang. 1979 was the year in which Mary Wynch was unlawfully imprisoned by Dafydd; Mary worked as a Secretary in the Dept of Agriculture in UCNW. Was that something to do with the request for an Inquiry? If an Inquiry had have happened, the results of any Inquiry would only have shouldered the responsibility for the chaos onto the least guilty party…

 

While Dafydd’s pals at UCNW were writing their paper for the ‘British Journal of Cancer Research’, Alison Taylor wrote to Carlo and told him that children in care in north Wales were being abused. Carlo’s office wrote back to Alison and said that Carlo couldn’t get involved. Which is a little odd in that many of the staff at UCNW were facilitating the gang which abused the kids and furthermore Carlo has a well-established reputation for getting involved in all sorts of things. Including getting involved in lending money and supplying accommodation to Bishops who have been caught sexually abusing young people.

Gwynedd County Council had sacked Alison in Dec 1987 so Carlo probably thought that Lucille had found the best way of dealing with it. Now there just needed to be a Final Solution for my friends and I…

 

Hywel Francis’s claim to fame is that he is the first in his family for five generations not to go down the mines. Of course you didn’t Hywel, your dad had all the shit on the Top Doctors, George Thomas and much more besides. I’m only surprised that you weren’t given a peerage as soon as you hit 21 yrs old.

 

When I googled Dai Francis, I got lots and lots of results for another Dai Francis. One of the Black and White Minstrels no less.

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David Healy arrived in north Wales shortly after the ‘British Journal of Cancer’ published the idiocy of Dafydd’s mates. So finally north Wales had a Top Doctor who could count and add up.

There is one Top Doctor in north Wales who is pretty much hated by nearly all the other Top Doctors and there have been a number of serious attempts to stop him practising. It is not Dafydd. It is David Healy.

 

How does medicine ever come back from this?

 

 

 

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South Vietnamese women and children in Mỹ Lai before being killed in the massacre, 16 March 1968. According to court testimony, they were killed seconds after the photo was taken. The woman on the right is adjusting her blouse buttons following a sexual assault that happened before the massacre.

An unidentified man and child who were killed on a road.
‘The villagers, who were getting ready for a market day, at first did not panic or run away, and they were herded into the hamlet’s commons. Harry Stanley, a machine gunner from Charlie Company, said during the US Army Criminal Investigation Division inquiry that the killings started without warning. He first observed a member of 1st Platoon strike a Vietnamese man with a bayonet. Then, the same trooper pushed another villager into a well and threw a grenade in the well. Next, he saw fifteen or twenty people, mainly women and children, kneeling around a temple with burning incense. They were praying and crying. They were all killed by shots in the head.’
‘A large group of approximately 70–80 villagers was rounded up by 1st Platoon in Xom Lang and led to an irrigation ditch east of the settlement. All detainees were pushed into the ditch and then killed after repeated orders issued by Lieutenant Calley, who was also shooting. PFC Paul Meadlo testified that he expended several M16 magazines. He recollected that women were allegedly saying “No VC” and were trying to shield their children. He remembered that he was shooting into women with babies in their hands since he was convinced at that time that they were all booby-trapped with grenades and were poised to attack. On another occasion during the security sweep of My Lai, Meadlo again fired into civilians side-by-side with Lieutenant Calley.’

 

 One, two, three, four! We don’t want your fucking war!
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I Predict A Riot

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

‘Yo, Blair, what are you doing?’

‘Whatever you are telling me to.’

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

‘We Are Wimmin, We Are Strong’

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But the Windbag’s Wimmin Are Fruity!

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  • They were also dim, weak and hypocritical.

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Anyone for preventing child sexual abuse?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

Sounds like another great big Eton mess…

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

Would you know anything about why this was Ann Clwyd?

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

Yma O Hyd!

 

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

Jesus Christ.

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

 

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

 

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

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

A Discovery Of Witches

After blogging about Hilary Benn and his links to those we know and love in my post ‘Badlands’, I mentioned that if I had time I’d blog about two of those who had helped Hilary’s career. The two people whom I was thinking of are Richard Corbett and Ian McCartney.

Richard Corbett shares Hilary’s constituency office in Leeds. Richard Graham Corbett is the MEP for Yorkshire and Humber and the Labour Leader in the European Parliament. Corbett represented Merseyside West, 1996-99, (under the system that predated the present proportional representation regional system); he then represented Yorkshire and the Humber, 1999-2009 and Yorkshire and the Humber again after being re-elected in 2014.

So Richard Corbett was elected as MEP for Merseyside West in the year that William Hague announced the Waterhouse Inquiry and Corbett remained in the seat for most of the duration of that Inquiry. Dafydd and the gang’s empire included Merseyside (see post ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’) and they were colluding with Liverpool City Council, including members of Militant. John Hamilton, the Leader of Liverpool City Council when Derek Hatton was Deputy Leader and havoc prevailed in Liverpool, was seriously injured in a house fire in Jan 2000, the month before the Waterhouse Report was published. John Hamilton knew about Dafydd’s influence on Merseyside and the crime empire. Hamilton had a particular interest in schools/education. See post ‘I Warn You…’ for further information about John Hamilton.

Corbett is Vice-Chair of the European Movement in the UK and sits on the executive committee of the Labour Movement for Europe. 

Between January 2010 and February 2014, Corbett was an adviser to the first full-time and long-term President of the European Council, Herman Van Rompuy. In this capacity and as a frequent writer and commentator on European affairs, on 14 Nov 2012 Corbett was voted by a panel of retired diplomats, journalists, academics and think-tankers as the fourth most influential Briton on EU policy, ahead of the PM and the High Representative of the EU for Foreign Affairs and Security Policy, Baroness Ashton. 

When Catherine Ashton was appointed as the EU’s first High Representative of the Union for Foreign Affairs and Security Policy in Nov 2009, some elements in the right wing UK media were fuming about the power that a virtually unknown woman had been given without most of the UK public even being aware of this. The anger was constructed by some as the ranting of Little Englanders, but they did have a point. Very few people in the UK knew who Ashton was, they had definitely not elected her and they had very little idea of the enormous influence that she would be wielding. Huge swathes of the UK public take little interest in the European Parliament, the turnout in EU elections is low and furthermore the structures of the EU Parliament are really only fully understood by the few people who’s work is linked to the EU Parliament.  Since I began researching for this blog, I have become acutely aware of just how many MEPs were involved in colluding with Dafydd and the linked gangs – pan-European trafficking gangs. That should worry everyone. There has been much publicity given to the European ‘gravy train’, but there are public figures who assisted trafficking gangs who have sat, or are sitting, in the EU Parliament wielding huge power.

Consider this:

Woy Jenkins, President of the European Commission, 1977-81; Leon Brittan, Vice-President of the European Commission, 1999; The Windbag, Vice-President of the European Commission, European Commissioner for Administrative Reform, 1999-04; Baroness Glenys Windbag, Labour MEP, 1994-09; Beata Brookes, Conservative MEP, 1979-89.

These are just five people who over decades concealed the organised abuse of children and vulnerable people and were personal friends of many others who did so. There are many more sitting in the EU Parliament with biographies just as shameful.

As for Catherine Ashton, she has passed through many of the bodies which were peopled by paedophiles’ friends of a left wing variety, including Bedford College, London; CND, 1977-83; Central Council for Education and Training in Social Work, 1983; National Council for One Parent Families. Ashton Chaired the Health Authority in Hertfordshire, 1998-2001. Blair gave Ashton a peerage in 1999, just before the publication of the Waterhouse Report.

In June 2001 Ashton was appointed a junior Minister in the DES. In 2002 Ashton became Minister responsible for Sure Start in the DES. In north Wales, Sure Start was used as a recruiting ground for tame social work students – all those vulnerable young women who genuinely wanted to work in the caring professions, but who’s difficult personal histories were known to the paedophile gang and their friends and were used to threaten them into silence once they qualified…

Baroness Ashton was a Minister in the DES when there was an attempt to strike me off the teaching register after the paedophile gang tried to frame me for ‘threatening to kill’ an NHS manager. The charges were withdrawn on the first day of the trial and I was instead convicted of the lowest category of a public order offence – for telling the secretary of Alun Davies, the NHS manager in question, that he was a fat idiot. See post ‘Interesting Happenings In The Legal System’. A junior Minister – not Ashton – cleared my name and he was then named in the media as having ‘allowed paedophiles’ to remain on the teaching register no less. The DES subsequently wrote to me telling me that if I ever wanted to teach again I’d have to be passed as being ‘medically fit’ to do so. For not being a paedophile and having not been convicted of threats to kill on the basis of the perjury and conspiracy of those who would be trusted with deciding whether I was now ‘medically fit’….

In September 2004, Baroness Ashton was appointed a junior Minister in the Dept for Constitutional Affairs, with responsibilities including the National Archives and Public Guardianship Office. Ashton was sworn of the Privy Council in 2006 and she became a junior Minister at the new Ministry of Justice in May 2007. By which time I was once more being arrested for ludicrous reasons at the behest of the paedophiles’ friends, who were also threatening me and other witnesses in public. There was no investigation into any of it.

In 2006 Cathy Ashton won the ‘Politician of the Year’ award at the annual Stonewall Awards, made to those who had a positive impact on the lives of British LGBT people. This was a woman who had by now done many favours for a paedophile/trafficking gang who targeted underaged boys in particular.

On 28 June 2007, PM Gordon Brown appointed Ashton to the Cabinet as Leader of the Lords and Lord President of the Council. One function of the Lord President of the Council is to act as the visitor for Bangor University. So Ashton was in that role when chaos was breaking out at Bangor, with obvious attempts to undermine the then VC, accompanied by plots to plant fallacious stories about him in the media and to frame him for a criminal offence, to ensure that ‘he went’.

A close friend of the then VC of Bangor University was the junior Minister who, some five years before, had cleared my name.

So Cathy and Gordon, what was going on? I have 10,000 documents with me demonstrating serious organised crime, people died unnecessarily at the hands of the Top Docs who had facilitated the paedophile gang in north Wales/Cheshire and innocent people were having their careers and lives ruined.

I think that Blair and Gordon might need more than a meal at The Granita to extract them from this heap of crap.

Catherine Ashton is married to Peter Kellner, President of YouGov, who is always mouthing off in the ‘New Statesman’.

Ashton was instrumental in steering the EU’s Treaty of Lisbon through the UK Parliament’s upper chamber. In Jan 2017 she was appointed as the Chancellor of Warwick University, the University’s first female Chancellor. I would like to think that Cathy was also Warwick’s first Chancellor to have assisted organised abuse, but she isn’t. Warwick has a long tradition of such Events, dating back as far as the appointment of the first Chancellor, Viscount Cyril Radcliffe, who came from Denbighshire (see post ‘Comedies Of Menace’).

 

Here’s Catherine Ashton with a big admirer of David Miliband, one of Uncle Harry’s nephews:

 

You’d better keep Bill under lock and key, Hillary, Rachel Webb is in hot pursuit (see post ‘Badlands’)….

Hilary Benn’s colleague Richard Corbett was born in Southport, Lancashire, to parents from Wales and London. He attended the primary Farnborough Road School in Southport. When his father was offered a post as a statistician at the World Health Organisation, the family moved to Geneva and Corbett attended the International School of Geneva (attended at the time mostly by children from UN Agencies in Geneva).

Corbett then studied at Trinity College, Oxford, where he was the Secretary of the Labour Club and Chairman of the Oxford Committee for Europe. He co-ordinated the Oxford student ‘Yes’ campaign in the 1975 EEC referendum.  

Corbett later did a PhD in political science at Hull University. A number of the current generation of Labour politicians went to Hull University, come of whom were active in Labour politics there, such as Tom Watson and David Hanson. Tom is someone who knows a great deal about Dafydd’s empire (see previous posts). David Hanson is the Labour MP for Delyn in north Wales and was a Cheshire County Councillor when Dafydd and the gang were operating through the Social Services in north Wales and Cheshire. David is married to Margaret Hanson, who was also a Cheshire Councillor, as well as a family and children’s social worker for Cheshire Social Services. She is now the Vice-Chairman of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board. David Hanson was appointed as Blair’s PPS in 2001, once the Waterhouse Report was safely published and the initial outcry over the cover-up had died down. See post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part II’ for more details regarding David Hanson and other posts for accounts of Margaret’s excesses.

There was of course a trafficking ring operating in the Yorkshire region for many years. The sort of students at Hull who were active in politics would probably have known at least something about it, even if they didn’t realise the enormity of what was going on.

 

Richard Corbett’s activities in the European Students at Oxford led on to him being elected first to the youth board of the European Movement in Britain; then to the International Presidency of the youth wing of the European Movement and of the Union of European Federalists, the Young European Federalists (JEF), a post which Corbett held from 1979 to 1981.

Corbett was Secretary-General of the European Co-ordination Bureau of International Non-Governmental Youth Organisations, 1977-81, representing youth organisations in the Council of Europe’s European Youth Foundation and European Youth Centre. Corbett also helped to set up the European Youth Forum and represented Western European youth organisations in negotiations with Eastern European organisations pursuant to the Helsinki Treaty (as well as at the World Festival of Youth in Havana in 1978 along with Charles Clarke and Mandy). Corbett worked with Altiero Spinelli MEP on the latter’s proposal for a draft treaty establishing a European Union, adopted by the European Parliament in 1984.

Before being elected as an MEP, Corbett worked in the voluntary sector and as a civil servant, later becoming a policy adviser to and then Deputy Secretary General of the Socialist Group in the European Parliament. He worked on drafting the parts of the treaties of Maastricht and Amsterdam that increased the powers of the Parliament.

In 1992, Corbett was made Ambassador of Goodwill of the US State of Arkansas, by its then Governor Bill Clinton.

Corbett was a member of the European Parliament’s Constitutional Affairs Committee and the spokesman for the Labour Party, as well as the whole of the wider Group of the Party of European Socialists, on European constitutional affairs. In 2006, Corbett was elected Deputy Leader of the European Parliamentary Labour Party, which he remained until the end of his period as an MEP.

In 2003, Corbett’s proposals to re-write the European Parliament’s Rules of Procedure were largely accepted. In 2004–2005, Corbett was the co-rapporteur (with Inigo Mendez de Vigo) for Parliament on the Treaty establishing a constitution for Europe. This report formed the basis of Parliament’s official position on the treaty, which Corbett was invited to present to several national parliaments.

In 2005, Corbett was appointed as Parliament’s negotiator (along with Joseph Daul MEP) to broker a new system of Parliamentary scrutiny over Commission implementing measures (under the previously much-criticised ‘comitology’ procedure), which led to an agreement among the Council of Ministers, the Commission and the Parliament in 2006 giving Parliament the right to veto quasi-legislative implementing measures. This represented a major increase in Parliament’s powers over the Commission.

In 2007–08, Richard Corbett was again co-rapporteur with Inigo Mendez de Vigo for Parliament on the Treaty of Lisbon, which replaced the constitutional treaty after two member states declined to ratify it and was again rapporteur for a new overhaul of Parliament’s procedures in 2009.

Throughout his career, Richard Corbett has been a strong advocate of EU reform and has a particular interest in improving democratic accountability by continuing to increase the European Parliament’s power within the EU institutional system. Professor Juliet Lodge of Leeds University has named Corbett as one of five ‘movers and shakers’ in the European Parliament who ‘have brought the European Parliament from being a mere talking shop to a legislature with genuine power’.

Richard Corbett is a man who knew/knows about Dafydd’s crime empire, has said nothing but has been a busy bee nonetheless.

Richard Corbett has been critical of UKIP and in June 2004, he drew attention, in The Indie, to UKIP links with the BNP in that year’s local elections: ‘In Yorkshire, where both the BNP and UKIP put up candidates, they appear to have come to an arrangement not to stand against one another’.

I’m not sure if Corbett actually had the evidence that there was such an arrangement between UKIP and the BNP, but Concerned Corbett could have mentioned a few other things going on in Bradford which he chose not to. The organised trafficking gangs which were causing havoc for a start. There has now been much publicity regarding their activities, but the media coverage has concentrated on the role of South Asian men in those gangs. Very much less has been said about the role of the Social Services and police colluding with the gangs and nothing at all has been mentioned about the NHS substantially contributing to the problem.

The mental health services in Bradford are scandalously bad and have been so for a very long time. Things got so acutely embarrassing that a few years ago Bradford drummed up much good PR in a very Dafyddesque manner by stressing that one of their clinical psychologists, Dr Rufus May, was a ‘former schizophrenic’. Rufus was profiled in many media outlets and told the world of how when he was a teenager, he had actually been sectioned and forcibly injected, so he Knew What It Was Like. Brown and I had just begun publishing about the north Wales mental health services when Rufus became famous. I e mailed Rufus but did not receive a reply. Rufus’s website currently promotes every bog standard initiative that is required if one is to nail one’s colours to the mast of Service User Empowerment, including Mindfulness, the research fraud perpetrated by Bangor’s very own Professor Mark Williams when Mark Williams worked with Dafydd and the paedophile gang in the late 1980s (see post ‘The Biggest Expert Of The Lot’).

I and my friends know Mark Williams Rufus and most of his patients from the 1980s are now dead.

This will really piss Rufus off, but I am friends with two people who spent their whole working lives in Bradford, in FE and HE. I have some knowledge of what passed/passes for mental healthcare in Bradford and it was a north Wales situation. People begging for care and treatment only to be told to piss off after being diagnosed with ‘borderline personality disorder’ and then their dead bodies being found a few months later. At one point my friends were sending me every newspaper clipping regarding the death of a psych patient in the Bradford area and it was certainly impressive.

My friends lived in Shipley – which is where Richard Corbett lives. Their house had a view of the ‘mental health resources centre’, which, like the ‘mental health resources centre’ in Bangor, was usually closed and when it was open was staffed by people who didn’t give a stuff about the profoundly desperate people who had been ‘referred’ to them. Bodies of Empowered Service Users were turning up everywhere.

Corbett also kept quiet about the high mortality rate among baby girls from the poorest South Asian families, as well as the forced marriages and even honour killings among certain communities in Bradford. Corbett will have known about it all, although the people who were compiling the terrifying stats in the NHS at Bradford were keeping it as quiet as the local politicians were, because they feared that if the BNP got hold of the data they’d use it to their advantage.

The only politician in the area who dared talk about the sexual abuse of teenagers, the forced marriages and the honour killings was Ann Cryer, the Labour MP for Keighley. Anne Cryer was given a really bad time and accused by the rest of the Labour Party of racism. My friends knew Ann and absolutely assured me that she was not racist, she had just found out what was happening to some young women in certain communities in Bradford and was not prepared to keep quiet. It is now admitted that Ann was quite right to be concerned and furthermore Bradford’s health and social care services have now fessed up to the problems resulting from consanguinity and are offering genetic counselling at last. No-one has yet dared admit that among certain South Asian communities in Bradford – not all of them – there is an inexplicably high rate of infant mortality among girls. These matters could have been addressed without providing fodder to the BNP and without beating the South Asian population over the head with a stick, but as ever fuckwittery prevailed with clueless Top Docs and Angels not knowing what to do.

As for racist conduct, there was one Angel tutor in one institution in Bradford who was subjected to such severe racist bullying by her fellow Angel tutors – on one occasion a picture of a monkey was attached to her door by another Angel – that she sued. The institution didn’t dare admit publicly that they had a major problem with Angels of Race Hate, so the matter was settled by giving the target of the racism a Chair in Nursing, even though she did not have anything like the CV required to achieve success in that role. This Dept of Health and Welfare was so troubled that it was known as Health and Warfare by the rest of Bradford.

The balloon went up in Bradford in 2010 with the conviction of the self-styled Crossbow Cannibal Killer aka Stephen Griffiths. Griffiths murdered and dismembered three Bradford sex workers and the remains of one of them was found in a river near Shipley. The media coverage made much of this man’s status as a criminology PhD student, but there were plenty of clues that he was or had been an Empowered Service User. There was a curious absence of detail regarding that and I wasn’t able to find out the identities of the ‘medical experts’ who gave evidence at his trial either.

I was particularly interested in the Crossbow Cannibal Killer, not only because my friends had by then been telling me for some time about the excesses of the mental health services in the Bradford area, but because Dr Robert Kehoe used to practice as a psychiatrist in the area. Kehoe was one of the ‘experts’ who lied and lied about me, Brown and everyone who made a statement detailing the way in which they had witnessed me being treated by the mental health services in north Wales (see post ‘An Expert In Resistant Service Users’). As an added extra in his ‘report’, Kehoe recommended that the Hergest whistleblower should face disciplinary action for ‘colluding’ with me.

One of Kehoe’s business partners had connections to Dr Tony Roberts, one of Dafydd’s colleagues in north Wales and the man who’s dangerous practice and gross negligence Kehoe had been asked to comment on. Tony Roberts is a graduate of Manchester University, having ‘trained’ there when Dafydd’s mate and mentor Dr Bob Hobson reigned over the mental health services at Manchester (see post ‘The Mentor’).

Robert Kehoe is the former Medical Director of an NHS authority in the Bradford area. He resigned after it was found that one of the Angels had been murdering patients by lethal injection. Kehoe set himself up as an expert witness – he’s got a Harley Street practice as well now – and became involved with Cygnet Healthcare, an American private healthcare company. Kehoe was then appointed as Clinical Director of Cygnet, who are now breaking into the UK mental health market big time. Kehoe is now back working as an NHS psychiatrist in Keighley near Bradford as well.

 

Lest readers think that Corbett might have been too busy in Europe to notice these horrors on the doorstep of his permanent residence in Shipley, I’m happy to inform everyone that Corbett has held a number of offices in the UK Labour Party as well as being busy in Europe. As well as being Deputy Leader and, since October 2017, Leader of the European Parliamentary Labour Party (EPLP), Corbett served on the Regional Board for Yorkshire and the party’s National Policy Forum, a position to which he was re-elected by fellow Labour MEPs in May 2014. He was formerly national Chair of the Labour Movement for Europe and now serves as one of its Labour MEP representatives.

As Leader of the EPLP, Corbett is a member of the NEC of the Labour Party and attends Shadow Cabinet meetings.

Corbett is Vice-Chair of the UK European Movement.

 

Corbett used to live in Saltaire, a village near to Shipley. Corbett helped to campaign for UNESCO World Heritage Status for Saltaire. Saltaire is part of the Shipley electoral ward of the City of Bradford and part of the Parliamentary constituency of Shipley, currently represented by Tory Philip Davies. Philip Davies is very good at angering Labour MPs, particularly female ones. Davies is often to be found demanding things like International Men’s Day when the wimmin are celebrating their own International Day or being obstructive if people are trying to pass legislation protecting women from harassment and suchlike. My Friends In The North told me years ago that Philip Davies was indeed an offensive pain, but Labour wimmin do tend to supply him with ammunition, as do the local authorities on Philip Davies’s home patch, with their combination of corruption and fuckwittery.

Saltaire gaining World Heritage Status may have had something to do with a few other people who lived there as well as Richard Corbett. From 1999 to 2005, Parliamentarians from three chambers all lived in Saltaire – Chris Leslie, a Labour MP in the Commons, Lord Wallace in the Lords and Corbett in the European Parliament.

 

Christopher Michael Leslie has been the Labour Co-operative MP for Nottingham East since 2010. In 2015, between May and September, he served as Shadow Chancellor of the Exchequer in the Shadow Cabinet of Acting Labour leader Harriet. Earlier in his political career, Leslie was the MP for Shipley, 1997-05 and a Minister in the Dept for Constitutional Affairs, from 2001-05. Between 2005 and his 2010 re-election, Leslie worked as the Director of the New Local Government Network think-tank.

Chris Leslie was born in Keighley, near Bradford, attended Bingley Grammar School and then Leeds University, graduating with a Bachelors degree in 1994 and then with an MA in 1996. From 1994 to 1996, Leslie was an office administrator and later a political research assistant in Bradford in 1996–97. He was elected to Parliament a month before his 25th birthday.

Chris Leslie knew about the paedophile/trafficking ring operating in Yorkshire and Savile’s involvement in it, as well as the other health/social care scandals that I have discussed above. 

Leslie gained the seat of Shipley in 1997 when he defeated Marcus Fox, the Chairman of the Conservative 1922 Committee and Shipley’s MP. Marcus Fox was a dreadful old Yorkshire Tory who was elected for Shipley in 1970 and kept quiet about the considerable wrongdoing in Yorkshire by the trafficking ring and their associates. Fox knew Betty Boothroyd from when he was young. Boothroyd, in her capacity as Speaker, silenced Ann Clwyd when in June 1996 Clwyd wanted to raise questions and elicit debate in the Commons about the abuse of children in care in north Wales, in the wake of the Jillings Report (see post ‘The Aftermath Of The Jillings Report – In Parliament’).

Betty Boothroyd’s image is one of a game old bird, the former Tiller Girl who broke a glass ceiling – just like Thatch – by becoming the first women Speaker. Boothroyd actually has done everything possible to protect the most appalling people who have found their way into Parliament, because she clearly prioritised the reputation of Parliament over the lives of the victims of serious crime. It was a really stupid thing to have done Betty and the result is not a pretty sight.

 

Marcus Fox’s political career began when he was elected to Dewsbury Council in 1956. He served as a Whip under Heath and as a junior Minister under Thatch. Fox became Vice-Chairman of the highly influential 1922 Committee in 1983 and Chairman in 1994.

Sir Edward du Cann, the MP for Taunton, was Chairman of the 1922 Committee, 1973-84. Du Cann was a youthful Tory MP when my grandfather was a Tory activist in Somerset. My grandfather always maintained that du Cann was a crook and indeed it became very obvious indeed by the time that du Cann was middle aged that he was one hell of a crook. After du Cann’s criminality bankrupted him, somehow he bounced back, buggered off to Cypus to make a new life and was able to invest money in yet more business ventures. Du Cann’s fortunes took an unexpected upward turn late in life after du Cann, by then just a politician from the past, gave an interview to the ‘Sunday Herald’, which was published on 18 July 1995. Du Cann explained that he was so pissed off with the Tory Party that he was going to speak out, that he ‘had a lot to tell’ and was ‘going to tell it’. At the time that du Cann was making these threatening noises, John Major’s Gov’t was pushing out all the boats to conceal the crap in north Wales, dirty deals had just been done to give Dafydd an offer that he could not refuse to ‘retire’ and the machine had gone into action behind closed doors to plan a rigged Inquiry into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. Du Cann soon decided that he didn’t have anything to tell after all and died decades later, at a very good age, in affluence and comfort. See post ‘Conference At Cold Comfort Farm’.

 

Marcus Fox knew about all the Parliamentary scandals under Heath and Thatch, including those which were concealed until recently, such as the Westminster Paedophile Ring and Sir Peter Morrison’s part in it. When ‘Private Eye’ got hold of the story that Cecil Parkinson had made Sara Keays pregnant, they didn’t publish it but instead published a spoof, which claimed that it was Marcus Fox who had made his mistress pregnant. I always presumed that the Eye had done that for a laugh, but I wonder if they were trying to draw attention to something else…

 

Dafydd had links with the Yorkshire gang and held ‘clinics’ in Yorkshire. As well as holding clinics in Yorkshire, Dafydd was really fleecing someone else in that region. On one occasion, Dafydd was travelling back to Llangefni and he literally stopped at someone’s house for a cup of char – in the past this someone had been a patient of Dafydd’s. Dafydd subsequently sent him a bill for several hundred quid for the ‘consultation’. I do hope that the patient then sent Dafydd an even more enormous bill for the cup of tea.

 

Shipley was the neighbouring seat to Chris Leslie’s hometown of Keighley, another seat taken by Labour from the Conservatives in Blair’s landslide of 1997. It was Ann Cryer who won Keighley for Labour – the Ann who was then subjected to a campaign of hate for her ‘racism’. Ann’s first husband was killed in a road accident in 1994, when she was in the car with him and her second husband died after they had only been married for a year. I have no idea whether the deaths were suspicious, but Ann did receive death threats herself when she took on the paedophile gang and their friends.

Like so many who helped Blair win his landslide in 1997, both Chris Leslie and Ann knew how serious the problem of organised trafficking was. Blair must have been really pissed off that Ann actually campaigned on the subject instead of keeping her mouth shut and praising the Top Doctors.

Chris Leslie found more favour in Parliament than Ann did. He was appointed PPS to paedophiles’ friend and Blair’s former flat mate Charlie Falconer (see previous posts) for a period of more than three years, which says it all. Leslie held his Shipley seat in 2001, but his majority was reduced by a half.

Leslie became a junior Minister in the Cabinet Office in 2001, after the fuss about the Waterhouse Report being a huge cover-up had died down. In 2002, he was appointed Parliamentary Under-Secretary of State to the Office of the Deputy PM – Prezza, who was the MP for Hull East since 2010 and had also been at Ruskin College when Matt Arnold taught there and Peter Howarth was a student. Matt Arnold and Peter Howarth played leading roles in the north Wales/Cheshire paedophile gang and before that they had been part of the linked gang operating in the north east of England. See post ‘A Study In Tyranny’. Prezza originally came from north Wales. Chris Leslie then moved to spend almost two years as Parliamentary Under-Secretary of State in the Dept for Constitutional Affairs, again working under Charlie Falconer, 2003-05. 

Leslie lost his seat to Philip Davies in 2005. The Labour Party might like to ask themselves why that happened. 

Leslie didn’t stop assisting New Labour just because he was voted out. In 2005, he became the Director of the New Local Government Network, a Blairite think-tank. Leslie led Gordon Brown’s successful and uncontested campaign for the Labour Party leadership in 2007.  

On 14 April 2010, Leslie was selected as the Parliamentary Candidate for Nottingham East in the General Election campaign, after the Labour NEC imposed a shortlist and selection panel following the late resignation of the MP John Heppell, who stepped down due to his wife’s illness.

 

Chris Leslie  was obviously chosen as a safe pair of hands to follow the safe pair of hands which was John Heppell. Heppell was born in Newcastle-upon-Tyne, went to school locally and also completed FE in the north east. He worked for the NCB, 1964-70 and then relocated to Nottingham to work as a fitter. In 1975, Heppell joined British Rail, where he remained until 1989. He was elected as a Councillor to Nottinghamshire County Council in 1981, served as Deputy Leader, 1989-92 and then stepped down from the Council in 1993. He was elected to the Commons in 1992.

So John Heppell will have known of the corruption and wrongdoing in the NHS in Nottingham that I witnessed and was told about when I worked at the Cancer Research Campaign Labs at Nottingham University in the autumn of 1987 as described in previous posts, as well as the idiocy which constituted the Nottingham Satanic Panic (see previous posts). In my post ‘Jennifer’s Diary’ I described how in 1988, my father’s small, ailing workplace in Somerset was for some inexplicable reason purchased by a businessman based in Nottingham whom no-one in Somerset had ever heard of and who ran a business concerned with a different line of work anyway. The employees in Bridgwater were told to face redundancy or move to Nottingham. My father was the only person who did relocate to Nottingham where he worked in difficult conditions which seriously damaged his health. As father was nearly worked to death, other people in Somerset who knew what had happened/was happening to me at the hands of Dafydd and the gang but kept quiet about it became inexplicably very wealthy after bumping into the degenerate adult offspring of people connected to the Tory Party who befriended them (see post ‘Upper Class Twit Of The Year – Shooting Themselves’).

Ken Clarke was Heath Secretary when Richard Tennant from Nottingham decided that he was going to purchase the business which employed my father. Ken Clarke was concealing all the crap in north Wales – and at St George’s – that I found out about. Ken Clarke was MP for Rushcliffe in Nottingham and before becoming an MP had worked as a barrister in Nottingham. Ken Clarke had many business interests.

A One Nation Tory Who Went Into Battle With The BMA But Was So Fucking Stupid That He Wouldn’t Work With The One Person Who Would Have Given Him The Evidence To Have Some Of Them Imprisoned:

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Now who does that remind me of?

 

Edwina Hart

 

It was when Ken of the One Nation, pints, curries, cigars and Hush Puppies joined the Dept of Health that Brown, I and our friends who were witnesses to events in north Wales found our lives particularly disrupted by all those people whom I have now been told were gifts from the security services. I will be blogging more about them soon.

Hilda the Angel: you’ll be delighted to know I can remember everything about Avril the Cider Drinker, Womack and Womack and many more….

I’m quite sad that Hilda was a member of the security services because before she turned weird and made me homeless, she was very entertaining. Particularly when she rang the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and pretended to be a serial killer. They asked her if she ‘wanted to talk to someone’. Sadly Dafydd could not be found, being busy moonlighting in a private clinic somewhere or other.

 

In 1997, John Heppell was appointed as PPS to Ivor Richard, the then Leader of the Lords. Ivor Richard is a paedophiles’ friend from south Wales who reached high office. Positions occupied by Ivor include the British Ambassador to the UN; European Commissioner for Employment and Social Affairs, 1981-85; Leader of the House and Lord Privy Seal, 1997-98.

In 1985  Richard was appointed Chairman of World Trade Centre Wales Ltd., which tried to attract international investors for Welsh business.  That will have been one of the Tories scams to ‘build business’ in Wales, which, as with the development of Cardiff Bay, will have siphoned billions of pounds of taxpayers’ money into the pockets of a few Tory politicians and their mates (see post ‘Corruption Bay Special’). It was in 1990 that Ivor Richard’s name was included on a list of Labour Party ‘Working Peers’, so presumably that was the work of the Windbag.

Ivor Richard was appointed as Leader of the House by Blair when the Waterhouse Inquiry had just got underway. No wonder the fortunes of Professor Fergus Lowe took such a turn upwards at that time (see post ‘Feet In Chains’) with old Ivor leading the House. Deeply, deeply compromised Ivor…

The Coalition Government (it was a Labour-Plaid Coalition) in the National Assembly for Wales invited Ivor Richard to Chair a Commission on the future powers of the Assembly from 2002. The Report was published on 31 March 2004 and recommended that the Assembly have full primary legislative powers in devolved areas from 2011, a recommendation that was controversial with Wales’ Labour MPs. Not that it matters, most of them are paedophiles’ friends anyway.

 

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John Heppell was appointed as PPS to the Deputy PM Prezza in 1998. He became a member of Blair’s Gov’t following the 2001 General Election when he was appointed as a Lord Commissioner to the Treasury and Gov’t Whip. Heppell was in there in the aftermath of the Waterhouse Report then and remained in post until 2005. Nice work if you can get it Heppell! While you were doing that, I had been forced out of my teaching job, arrested and charged on the basis of the perjury and conspiracy of an NHS manager and eight or nine Angels, lost my house and job while on bail, witnessed the charges against me withdrawn on the first day of the trial, began a PhD and then finished it. Oh, I fitted in a few modules of an MEd as well – 93% in one assignment.

 

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Professor Brian Brown, witness to Dafydd’s wrongdoing who, after writing to Gwynedd Health Authority about this, was the subject of a murder attempt, in daylight in Nottingham City Centre, when Heppell was a Nottingham MP:

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John Hepple:

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All you did Heppell was help Blair conceal a barrel of shit. God how you must all loathe me, what with me making you look so fucking stupid constantly.

Heppell was promoted within the Whips Office, becoming the Vice-Chamberlain of the Household – he really looks the part doesn’t he – following the 2005 General Election. He held this office until June 2007.

Heppell has been married to Eileen Golding since 1974 and they have two sons, a daughter and two grandchildren. Heppell used to have the words love and hate tattooed on his knuckles, but the tattoos have since been removed. It really is unbelievable isn’t it, those we know and love used Brown’s tattoos and piercings as evidence of his undesirability. Brown’s tattoos are Celtic knots etc. Obviously love and hate on one’s knuckles are OK in Cabinet and in the Household but Celtic knots are questionable in a university.

‘I’m a mindless meathead, but it’s OK because I was useful to the Windbag. And then to Tony Blair.’

Here’s an erudite orator in action:

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Oh dear, my brain hurts:

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Heppell is a member of the GMB, having resigned from Prezza’s union in 2002. He is a keen ornithologist. As were my friends when I was an undergrad at Bangor. Including Anne Vernon, who was killed in a car crash after the threats from the Top Doctors came raining down upon my head thick and fast and Pete Jackson, whom I have been told landed a nice little number with the RSPB in return for keeping quiet about what was happening to me.

Ken Clarke is also a birder, as was George Carman QC’s Clerk. Carman was a bent barrister who concealed the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Blair was a pupil barrister of his and Cherie worked in Carman’s Chambers. See posts ‘No Ordinary Methods’ and ‘No Ordinary Methods – Supplementary Post’.

 

Heppell’s predecessor for Nottingham East was the Tory Michael Knowles. From 1971-1983 Knowles was a member of the Council of the Royal Borough of Kingston-upon-Thames and Leader of the Council, 1974-1983. Professor Hugh Bentall, who spent many years working as a surgeon at Royal Postgraduate Medical School/Hammersmith Hospital participating in the wrongdoing there (see post ‘Interesting Facts’), owned Bentall’s, the upmarket department store in Kingston-upon-Thames. Hugh Bentall ruled the roost at Hammersmith and pretty much ran Kingston-upon-Thames as well. Bentall’s son is Professor Richard Bentall, a clinical psychologist who did his PhD at UCNW (Bangor University) with members of Dafydd’s gang and also worked as an academic at Bangor with them. Richard’s first wife was the daughter of Eifion Jones, who was the Dean of Science at UCNW, while the institution was facilitating Dafydd’s gang. Richard’s former wife trained as an Angel and now works as a complementary therapist and a tutor for the OU.

I imagine that the occasion of the wedding made a gang of old paedophiles and everyone who was sheltering them very happy. In the way that marriages between medieval noble families shored up land, a knot was tied which linked some of the biggest wigs in the corrupt medical establishment in London with the smaller but equally grandiose wigs in north Wales, who were supplying the kids for the friends in high places of the London Top Docs. Just as Mary Wynch began kicking off with her litigation against Dafydd and the paedophile gang.

 

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones:

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Professor Hugh Bentall:

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

 

Michael Knowles first stood for Parliament for the Labour stronghold of Methyr Tydfil at the Feb 1974 General Election. There was a trafficking gang in south Wales with links to Dafydd et al in north Wales and other gangs across the UK. This celebrity paedophile lived and represented a constituency just down the road at Cardiff at the time:

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In the October 1974 General Election, Michael Knowles was magnetically attracted to another hotbed of child abuse and neglect and fought the seat of Brent East, but was again being defeated. Brent Law Centre was graced by the presence of this Wimmin’s and Children’s Champ:

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Her bloke grew up in Brent and worked at Brent Law Centre as well:

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In 1984 Jasmine Beckford was battered to death while in the care of Brent Social Services.

The MP for Brent South at the time was Laurence Anstice Pavitt, a Labour and Co-Operative Party MP. Pavitt was the national organiser of the Medical Practitioners’ Union, 1956-59. The Top Doctors were deemed to have ‘failed’ regarding Jasmine, along with Brent Social Services. The MP for Brent East at the time of Jasmine’s death was Labour’s Reg Freeson. Mary Turner was a dinner lady who began working in Brent in the 1970s and campaigned tirelessly for Wimmin and Children who had nothing to say about Jasmine’s death which was odd what with Mary being an active trade unionist and a Labour Party activist. Not that remaining schtum about the long slow months of starvation and torture that preceded Jasmine’s death did Mary any harm. She sat on the executive of the GMB and in 1997 became the GMB’s President. Mary bagged a seat on the Labour Party’s NEC in 1996 and became Chair of the Labour Party in 2004.

Mary didn’t have ‘love’ and ‘hate’ tattooed on her knuckles, she had a GMB slogan tattooed on her arm – a permanent commemoration of her and her associates’ callousness and hypocrisy:

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For more on the phenomenon that was Mary Taylor and the heart-felt tributes that were paid to her on the occasion of her death last year, see post ‘Mary Taylor – An Appreciation’.

 

To return to the Shipley contingent. In 2011, Chris Leslie became Shadow Financial Secretary to the Treasury. In October 2013, Leslie was appointed as Shadow Chief Secretary to the Treasury. In May 2015, he was promoted to Shadow Chancellor.

Leslie supported Yvette Cooper in the 2015 Labour leadership election, the wife of his boss since 2011, Ed Balls. Not that Chris Leslie benefited as he had hoped – not only did Yvette not win the leadership, but Ed Balls had lost his seat in the 2015 General Election. Chris must have been really kicking himself, because Jezza won the leadership, after Yvette had been incredibly rude about, as well as to, him. On 12 September 2015, Leslie resigned from the Labour front bench following Jezza’s victory. No problem Chris, a lot of people were very glad to see the back of you and your buddies who threw hissy fits. You lot were the reason why so many people voted for Jezza.

Leslie is a member of the Labour Friends of Israel.

In June 2018 Leslie published a pamphlet through the Social Market Foundation, of which he is a member of the Policy Advisory Board, entitled Centre Ground: Six Values of Mainstream BritainIn August of the same year ‘The Guardian’ reported that ‘many saw the document as laying the intellectual groundwork for a future new [political] party,’. Leslie denied it, although he’s probably hoping that Blair is assembling his troops on the Rhine as I write this.

In February 2005, Chris Leslie married Nicola Murphy, a Spad to Gordon Brown. In which case Chris and Nicola might like to enlighten us all regarding the relationship between Lord Jack McConnell, Jack’s knowledge of what happened to me and other witnesses at the hands of Dafydd and the gang, including my best friend from school who was at Stirling University with Jack  and Jack’s rapid rise to the top of the Scottish Labour Party – all the way to FM, the year after the Waterhouse Report was published. Not bad for a school teacher from Lamlash who had only been an MSP for two years, particularly as Gordon hated Jack’s best mate and mentor, Dennis Canavan (see post ‘Badlands’). Do let us know where Jack found the Holy Grail everyone.

Chris and Nicola got engaged in 2004, which was the year in which there was industrial scale perjury and conspiracy on the part of the NHS and the criminal justice system in an attempt to have me imprisoned.

In April 2016, Nicola Murphy founded Labour Tomorrow, an organisation which funds Labour-connected activists and groups who oppose Jezza as party leader. Oh fuck off Nicola you ruthless bitch.

 

Chris Leslie’s fellow Saltaire resident Lord Wallace is William John Lawrence Wallace, Baron Wallace of Saltaire, an academic, writer, Liberal Democrat politician. Lord Wallace was a Lord in Waiting, 2010-15.

Lord Wallace was off to a flying start for someone who was going to spend his life concealing the Westminster Paedophile Ring because he was born in Leicester. Organised abuse is believed to have been happening in the Leicester area since at least as far back as the 1940s, long before Greville Janner and Frank Beck were busy (see previous posts). Lord Wallace was born in 1941. Greville Janner’s dad Barnett was elected as the Labour MP for Leicester West in 1945, but had been selected as the Labour candidate for that constituency ten years previously. Barnett remained in the seat – although it was renamed – until 1970, when his son Greville succeeded him because Barnett was off to the Lords. Which is exactly the same path that Greville took.

Barnett Janner grew up in Cardiff where he practised as a lawyer. For many years he was active in the Liberal Party and stood as a Liberal Party candidate three times before he joined the Labour Party.

By the 1980s, the abuse ring in Leicester was linked to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales and Top Doctors in Leicester were concealing the crimes of Dafydd et al (see post ‘An Expert From England’).

Barnett was knighted in 1961. Which was when all the action was taking place at Cliveden which later erupted in the form of the Profumo Affair (see post ‘In Memoriam – Bronwen, Lady Astor’). Jeremy Thorpe was busy at that time was well and dear old Lord Louis Mountbatten had just finished being First Sea Lord. Poor old Lord Mountbatten had terrible luck, throughout his time holding senior roles in the Royal Navy and at the Admiralty, he was surrounded by people who spent the rest of their lives concealing organised abuse, including the crimes of Dafydd and the gang. See post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’. Then there are the nasty allegations that old Louis was hanging out at the Kincora Boys’ Home…

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William Wallace was educated at Westminster Abbey Choir School – where as a chorister he sang at Lilibet’s Coronation in 1953 – and St Edward’s School Oxford. Wallace went on to King’s College, Cambridge and as an undergraduate he joined all three political clubs, Conservative, Labour, Liberal). He decided that the Liberal Party was the most attractive and, in 1961, he was elected Vice-President of the Cambridge University Liberal Club, later becoming its President.

After graduating from Cambridge, Wallace spent three years at Cornell University doing his PhD but he actually finished it while in residence at Nuffield College, Oxford. The thesis was on the Liberal Revival, 1955-66. So Wallace knew all about that Party.

During his time at Oxford, Wallace met his future wife, Helen Sarah Rushworth, who was President of the Oxford University Liberal Club. They have two children, Harriet and Edward, both of whom were, like their father, educated at Cambridge.

Wallace began his academic career at the University of Manchester, where he lectured, 1966-1977. Dafydd’s big umbrella Professor Kenneth Rawnsley of Cardiff had, when he was younger, worked at Manchester (see post ‘The Discovery Of A Whole New Galaxy…’) and in 1974, Dafydd’s mate and mentor Dr Bob Hobson migrated from the Maudsley to Manchester University (see post ‘The Mentor’). Dr Tony Francis worked at Manchester University before he relocated to north Wales in the early 1980s (see post ‘Ian Brockington’s Mischief’). Before joining Dafydd’s mates in Manchester, Francis had worked with Dafydd’s mates at the Institute of Psychiatry at the Maudsley and before that he’d worked with Dafydd’s mate Kenneth Rawnsley and his colleagues at Cardiff University. There were linked paedophile/trafficking rings at the Maudsley, in south Wales and in Manchester.

It’s a small world!

 

Wallace served as Director of Studies of the Royal Institute of International Affairs, 1978-1990. From 1990 to 1995 Wallace was the Walter Hallstein Senior Research Fellow at St Antony’s College, Oxford. Between 1993-1996, Wallace was a Visiting Professor at the Central European University, where he was involved in setting up the International Relations Department. In 1995 Wallace moved to the LSE, where in 1999 he was given a Chair. He became an emeritus Professor in 2005. He is Chair of the Advisory Board of LSE IDEAS, a centre for the study of international affairs, diplomacy and grand strategy.

One of Wallace’s doctoral students was Olli Rehn, a Finnish politician, a member of the Centre Party of Finland. Olli is currently the Governor of the Bank of Finland. He served as the Minister of Economic Affairs in Juha Sipila’s Cabinet, as the European Commissioner for Enlargement, 2004-10 and as European Commissioner for Monetary Affairs and the Euro of the European Commission, 2009-14. 

 

Lord Wallace has also been a visiting fellow/Professor in institutions located in the USA, Germany, France, Italy, Greece and Belgium.

 

In the General Election of 1966, Wallace served as the Liberal Party’s Assistant Press Officer, responsible for Jo Grimond’s press activities. Grimond led the Liberal Party, 1956-67, was succeeded as Leader by Jeremy Thorpe and then led the Party again on an interim basis in 1976 after the little local difficulty with a man called Jeremy Thorpe…

Wallace unsuccessfully contested five parliamentary elections as a Liberal candidate, standing in Huddersfield West in 1970, Manchester Moss Side in Feb 1974 and Oct 1974 and Shipley in 1983 and 1987. Every one of these constituencies hosted abuse gangs linked with Dafydd and co.

Wallace served as a speechwriter for David Steel. David Steel was told about Cyril Smith sexually assaulting boys in care and dismissed it as a matter of Cyril spanking a few bare bottoms no less. Just in case it was rather more worrying than a middle aged politician with an unexplained penchant for visiting children’s homes and spanking the bare bottoms of the boys within – I’m not at all sure that he should have even been doing that Sir David – David Steel struck an agreement with George Carman QC, which led to Carman ensuring that Cyril’s activities were kept out of the national press. Unfortunately a radical newspaper in Rochdale had published details of Cyril and his activity with young boys in the run up to Jeremy Thorpe’s trial for conspiracy and incitement to murder Norman Scott, Thorpe’s former gay lover. David Steel was acutely aware of the damage that the Liberal Party would sustain if Cyril’s innocent hobby involving young boys and their bare bums were to find itself gaining publicity before Thorpe’s trial.

 

Lord Wallace was Vice-Chairman of the Standing Committee, 1977-87. He was co-author of the 1979 Liberal and 1997 Liberal Democrat election manifestos. During the Liberal-SDP Alliance, 1982-87, Wallace was a member of the joint party steering committee.

David Hole, the corrupt MSF rep who worked at St George’s Hospital Medical School during the 1980s and 90s and was one of those members of staff concealing the trafficking rings in north Wales and south London, was an SDP Councillor for Wandsworth. Dr Death of the SDP was personally known to some of the Top Docs in north Wales who were involved with Dafydd’s gang and before Dr Death was elected to the Commons, he trained and then worked as a psychiatrist at Tommy’s, an institution whose staff were concealing abuse as well as Dafydd et al’s criminality in north Wales (see post ‘Dr Death’). Dr Death’s fellow travellers in the Gang Of Four all had previous where concealing the crimes of Dafydd and the paedophiles was concerned (see post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’).

 

In 2004 Lord Wallace became the President of the Yorkshire regional Liberal Democrat Party. In 2005 he returned to the Federal Policy Committee as the Lords representative, serving on several party policy groups. Wallace has also served as Chair of the advisory board of the liberal think tank, CentreForum. Lord Wallace is President of the Liberal Democrat History Group. He took over this position after the death of Conrad Russell in 2004.

Conrad Russell was the son of Bertrand Russell. Bertrand Russell spent his later years living at Penrhyndeudraeth in what is now Gwynedd and was very closely linked to many of those involved with Dafydd’s gang in north Wales (see post ‘The Village’). Russell was sexually abusive himself and there are clues that he may have been abusing his granddaughter Lucy, who was later diagnosed with schizophrenia and burnt herself to death when she was still quite young. Lucy spent a substantial part of her childhood living with Russell after her father – whom she had a good relationship with – was prevented from caring for her himself by Russell on the grounds of his (Lucy’s father’s) own ‘schizophrenia’. One of Lucy’s father’s symptoms was his belief that Russell was having an affair with his wife. Which Russell was. For further details of Russell’s abuse and exploitation of his extended family and a few others and information about Conrad Russell, see post ‘So Who Was Angry About What?’

In 1995 Lord Wallace was awarded the French Chevalier, Ordre pour le Merite. In 2005 he was awarded the Legion d’Honneur in recognition of his long-standing efforts to promote the EU.

In April 2010, Wallace courted controversy when he partially defended Jenny Tonge, following an interview she gave to the ‘Jewish Chronicle’, in which she called for an investigation into claims of Israeli organ harvesting in Haiti. Jenny Tonge is a Lib Dem peer who is also a Top Doctor and who married another Top Doctor. Jenny Tonge might have discussed Israeli organ harvesting in Haiti, but there are a great many other things that the Top Docs have got up to that Tonge has not spoken about. See post ‘Always On The Side Of The Children’.

Wallace was created a life peer on 19 December 1995. It was in Dec 1995 that Nicola Davies QC – who later became Dame Nicola – declared, after reviewing the paperwork of the North Wales Police which related to the abuse of children in north Wales (of which many years worth was completely missing anyway), that a Public Inquiry into the abuse of children in care in north Wales would not be in the public interest. Nonetheless, by the time that Nicola stated this, Ronnie Waterhouse seemed to know that he would be Chairing such an Inquiry and had altered his retirement plans. This allowed him to spend a few months in 1995 touring Wales, dining and even staying with many of the people who had asked no questions about the paedophile gang, although they held positions of responsibility in which they should have asked a great many questions. See post ‘Heart Of Darkness’.

In 1995, paedophiles’ friend Professor Roy Evans was appointed VC of Bangor University, after the retirement of the rather better camouflaged paedophiles’ friend Professor Eric Sunderland (see previous posts). Eric was not elderly or ill, he lived for another 20 years, throughout which he served in many public positions and continued his involvement with Bangor University. However, just before he retired, Eric was appointed Chairman of the Local Gov’t Boundary Commission, which determined that Clwyd County Council would be abolished in 1996, days after the Jillings Report was submitted, which admitted that children in care in north Wales had been very severely abused for many, many years (see post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake…’)

More importantly from my point of view, by the time that William Wallace had bagged his peerage, Dafydd and the gang had progressed a long way down the road with their dastardly plan to declare me insane and dangerous and have me banged up in a secure hospital. See previous posts, including  ‘The Banality Of Evil’.

 

In 1997 Wallace became a member of the Select Committee on the European Communities and Chairman of the Sub-Committee on Justice and Home Affairs 1997-2000. In 2001 he became the Liberal Democrats’ main frontbench spokesperson in the Lords on Foreign Affairs and in November 2004, he was elected joint Deputy Leader of the Liberal Democrat Peers.

Following the setting up of the ConDem Coalition after the 2010 General Election, Wallace was appointed a Government Whip acting as Gov’t Spokesperson in the Lords on the Foreign and Commonwealth Office, the Department for Work and Pensions and the Department for Education.

Wallace is a Trustee of the National Children’s Choir; a member of Atlantic Community Advisory Board; Chair of the Board of Voces Cantabiles (professional choir, not-for-profit musical and educational work); is Vice- President of the Upper Wharfedale Agricultural Society; and is a Member and Shareholder of the Wensleydale Railway Association.

In the past Wallace has served as a Board Member of Genius of the Violin; a Chairman of the Academic Advisory Committee and a Trustee of Goodenough College, London; Chair of the Advisory Board of the Cold War Studies Centre, London School of Economics; Co-Chair of the British-Dutch bilateral ‘Appeldoorn’ Conference; was Patron of the Saltaire Festival; and was patron of the Shipley Glen Tramway. 

Wallace is a member and plot holder of the Saltaire Canalside Allotment Society. He is also a member of the Saltaire Tennis Club.

 

Saltaire houses the 1853 art gallery, in which several large rooms are given over to the works of the Bradford-born artist David Hockney. An artist whom I knew in north Wales always maintained that the art world was substantially fuelled by cocaine, champagne and sexual favours and that Hockney himself had spent his entire career at the centre of this. Hockney is of course openly gay which is not of concern. However something which was worrying was the death of Dominic Elliott, Hockney’s 23 yr old assistant, on 18 March 2013. Dominic died as a result of drinking drain cleaner at Hockney’s Bridlington studio; he had also earlier drunk alcohol and taken cocaine, ecstasy and temazepam. Elliott was a first and second team player for Bridlington Rugby Club. It was reported that Hockney’s partner drove Elliott to Scarborough General Hospital where he later died. The inquest returned a verdict of death by misadventure and Hockney was never implicated. In Nov 2015 Hockney sold his house in Bridlington for £625,000, cutting all his remaining ties with the town.

 

 

Someone else who was a close colleague of Hilary Benn was Sir Ian McCartney, the Labour MP for Makerfield, Greater Manchester, 1987-2010. McCartney served in the Cabinet, 2003-07, under Blair. When Hilary ran for the Labour Party Deputy Leadership, it was announced that Ian McCartney would be taking a major role in organising Hilary’s campaign. 

McCartney was born in Lennoxtown, Stirlingshire, to the Labour MP for Dunbartonshire East, Hugh McCartney and his wife, Margaret, a trade unionist. From 1974, Hugh McCartney represented Dunbartonshire Central, then Clydebank and Milngavie from 1983 after boundary changes. Hugh was a low-profile MP, a Scottish Whip and active in the TGWU and Scottish groups of Labour MPs. He retired from Parliament in 1987 and died in 2006.

Hugh McCartney may have been ‘low profile’, but he’ll have had all the dirt necessary to give to other people who may have been able to use it very effectively.

Hugh and Ian McCartney came from the same neck of the woods as Dennis Canavan and Canavan’s protege, Scotland’s FM Jack McConnell, who both put their knowledge of dirty deals made at the expense of other people to excellent use (see post ‘Badlands’).

Educated at Lenzie Academy, Ian McCartney left the school at the age of 15 ‘under a bit of a cloud’ without any qualifications or school prizes. He led a paper-boys’ strike at the age of fifteen and had a number of jobs after leaving school, including a seaman, a local government manual worker, and a kitchen worker. He was a Councillor for Abram ward, Wigan, 1982-87.

McCartney was elected for Makerfield at the 1987 General Election. Makerfield was on the stomping ground of Dafydd and Tony Francis’s mates who were running the Manchester psychiatric services when McCartney was elected. Which was also when Mary Wynch, Alison Taylor and I would not shut up.

This is a man who was hoping to become PM in June 1987, who knew Tony Francis and was absolutely bloody desperate to keep what was happening in north Wales quiet:

 

Neil Kinnock

 

This is his wife, who grew up in Holyhead and who’s parents were personal friends of many of those who colluded with Dafydd and the gang:

 

Glenys Kinnock, Baroness Kinnock of Holyhead

 

This was the result of the 1987 General Election:

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On 18 Nov 1987 a fireball in King’s Cross Station killed 31 people. I have been told that fireball was supposed to have killed me. I missed it by chance because I’d had been delayed.

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Ian McCartney was one of the founders of the All-Party Parliamentary Rugby League Group in 1987 and was its first Chairman. He held a number of positions during Labour’s period in opposition and was variously a Spokesman on Health, Employment, Education and Social Services. In 1994, McCartney ran Prezza’s successful campaign to become Labour’s Deputy Leader. McCartney described himself on his parliamentary notepaper as the ‘Socialist MP for Makerfield’. 

McCartney was made Minister of State at the DTI following the 1997 General Election when Labour came to power. While at the DTI he introduced a major package of new employment rights that included whistleblowing protection and the National Minimum Wage and the first-ever right to paid holidays and steered the Competition Act through Parliament. As a former low-paid worker who had been sacked upon asking for a pound pay rise after having a child, McCartney later described the minimum wage as very important to him, saying that he would have ‘died in the ditch’ for it. During this time he was also responsible for employment relations, the Post Office, Company Law and inward investment.

I don’t know what Ian McCartney thought that he had done to protect whistleblowers, but it has been acknowledged that they are afforded no protection at all in the NHS. Furthermore, social care workers are very often paid below the National Minimum Wales.

McCartney was moved to be Minister of State at the Cabinet Office in 1999, where he was responsible for modernising Gov’t and E-Government. In 2001, McCartney became Minister of State for Pensions at the DWP and he was promoted to the Cabinet as Minister Without Portfolio and Party Chair in April 2003.

Between Oct 2004 and Oct 2005, McCartney was Chairman of the Labour Party in two capacities – as the Party Chair (appointed by the party’s leader) with a seat in the Cabinet and as the Chair of the NEC (elected by the members of the NEC). He was also Chair of the Party’s National Policy Forum, which formulates Labour party policy. The NPF also oversaw the ‘Big Conversation’ project, which saw the Labour Gov’t try to consult the general public on the future direction of Party and Gov’t policy. Trusted by both leadership and membership, he was seen as a key link between the Government and the wider Labour movement.

McCartney ‘worked to make the role of Party Chair a voice for Labour Party members within the Labour Government’. As architect of the Warwick Agreement by Labour’s National Policy Forum, he was a key figure in co-ordinating the election manifesto for Labour’s third term General Election campaign. In 2006 McCartney took a three-month leave of absence following heart by-pass surgery. His return to frontline politics was marked by his speech to the Labour Party 2006 Spring Conference in Blackpool. He returned to Gov’t as Minister of State for Trade in May 2006, attending Cabinet, but stepped down in 2007 when Gordon became PM.

Beginning in October 2007 McCartney worked with the construction, engineering and nuclear energy company Fluor, providing them with advice in anti-corruption and business ethics policies; political, economic, environmental and regulatory issues; and outside relations including working with trade unions. After details of this position were published in The Indie, McCartney stated unequivocally that he personally receives none of the remuneration for this role, instead using part of the fee to employ someone in the Commons from his Makerfield constituency. The remainder is used to support the Women’s Interlink Foundation, a charity based in India which rescues street children and disadvantaged women who are exposed to poverty and sometimes at the risk of rape and murder, providing them with clean drinking water, health treatments, housing and education.

In August 2008, after admitting that some of his claims for furnishing his second home were ‘inappropriate,’ McCartney repaid £15,000 of expenses claimed for among other items, a dining table, 18-piece dinner set and champagne glasses. McCartney had asked for the review and although only a portion of the amount was deemed excessive McCartney said he felt strongly that the full amount should be returned. McCartney commented that as a senior Minister he held meetings at home and ‘had to feed guests’.

In May 2009 after stepping down citing health issues, McCartney said his family had urged him to step down following a further bout of illness after his 2005 heart surgery and that he was also being treated for disc injury and was possibly facing further surgery.

McCartney was formerly chair of Healthwatch Wigan, resigning from the post in 2016.

McCartney was married firstly to Jean (née Murray), with whom he had son Hugh and daughters Yvonne and Karen, later divorcing. Hugh died aged 23 of a drugs overdose in 1999 in his flat in Parkhead. 

 

Parkhead is a very run down part of Glasgow, near the site of what used to be the Gorbals. I had the misfortune to be detained – unlawfully of course, why would anyone have ever done anything different – in Parkhead Hospital a few years ago (see previous posts). The Angels at Parkhead made their contempt for the local area clear and stated that they would never live there themselves. At Parkhead I and other patients witnessed staff stealing large quantities of prescription medication and I and other patients were assaulted by the staff. Every law that could be broken was broken and the TV on the ward was picking up subscription only porn channels. The patients had no access to the TV controls, so that was a member of staff who was responsible for that.

When I finally got out of Parkhead, I discovered that the hospital had been due for closure for years but it just hadn’t happened, although it was deemed to be not fit for purpose. Furthermore there had been a number of high profile deaths and scandals at Parkhead. When I was admitted, the walls of my room had blood and human hair on them. I presumed that someone had experienced their head been bashed against the wall just before I arrived. If that was the case, there will have been no investigation into any complaint. I wrote to Scottish Gov’t Ministers when I got out of Parkhead. No action was taken…

I took photos of the dreadful conditions in Parkhead Hospital only to be pursued by an Angel yelling at me that ‘taking photos isn’t allowed’. Just as well for that Angel, because the conditions in that hospital could and should have led to legal action on the part of the patients.

 

Ian’s son Hugh, known as ‘Shug’, had battled drug addiction since his teenage years. Only recently released from prison, he had been trying to break his habit. In 2002, McCartney gave an interview with the ‘Sunday Herald’ discussing his son’s experiences in the justice system and how he [Ian McCartney] believed ‘the way we deal with addicts sentenced his son to death’. 

Scottish Hughs are often called Shugs. The addict with whom Sheena, Lord Jack McConnell’s old friend from Stirling, was in a relationship was a Shug. Sheena was involved with the Shug just after she did everything that she could to destroy my friends’ lives. The friends who had been at Stirling University with Lord Jack and who knew what had happened to me in north Wales. When Sheena was causing chaos, my friends were discussing making a film about what was happening in north Wales, but they were sacked from their jobs at the Royal Television Society and the BBC just after Sheena left the scene, so that never happened (see post ‘Badlands’).

 

Strange but true

 

One of those friends pioneered getting the sack as a result of pressure from media bigwigs who toadied to corrupt Gov’ts in 1985, when she was working at the Edinburgh Festival box office and refused to pull strings to bag Samuel Brittan a ticket for the Edinburgh Fringe, when the tickets had sold out anyway. Samuel wrote a very angry letter to his friend who was appalled at my friend’s ‘rudeness’ in refusing to work fiddles for the brother of the Home Secretary who concealed the crimes of Dafydd et al. This was Samuel’s friend – who promised that he’d get Samuel a ticket:

 

Michael Grade

 

Yes, it is he, Lord Grade of Shameless Toadying. Who demanded my friend’s head on a plate just when her mum and dad were giving me advice re dealing with the north Wales mental health services (see post ‘The Cry Of The Lunatic’).

 

Here’s Lord Jack, as he appears on the blog of the Campaign for Human Rights at Glasgow University:

 

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For details of my friends’ experiences at the hands of gangsters just before they came under attack from Sheena and when they were frozen out by other mates of Lord Jack’s, see post ‘The Turn Of The Screw’.

 

My post ‘Badlands’ provided details of the MP who preceded Hilary Benn in the constituency of Leeds Central, Derek Fatchett. I mentioned that Derek Fatchett came to a swift, untimely end at a relatively young age – massive heart attack, a la John Smith and Robin Cook. Derek Fatchett’s PPS, Denis MacShane, is still alive, but Mr MacShane has certainly had his fair share of trouble.

 

Denis MacShane (born Denis Matyjaszek) was the Labour MP for Rotherham, 1994-2012. He served in the Labour Gov’t as Minister of State for Europe, 2002-05.

Denis MacShane is now notorious because of events of five or six years ago. In Nov 2012, MacShane was suspended from the Labour Party after the Commons Standards and Privileges Committee found that he had submitted 19 false invoices ‘plainly intended to deceive the parliamentary expenses authority’. The same day MacShane announced his intention to resign as MP for Rotherham. In Nov 2013 MacShane pleaded guilty to false accounting at the Old Bailey, by submitting false receipts for £12,900. On 23 Dec 2013 Mr Justice Sweeney sentenced MacShane to six months in prison. He served his sentence in HM Belmarsh Prison and HM Brixton and subsequently by wearing an electronic tag. 

MacShane was born in Glasgow to an Irish mother, Isobel MacShane and Jozef Matyjaszek, a Pole who had fought in WWII and who took British nationality in 1950.

MacShane was educated at the independent St Benedict’s School in Ealing, before going on to Merton College, Oxford. He worked for the BBC, 1969-77, including as a newsreader and reporter for BBC Radio Birmingham. He changed his surname to his mother’s maiden name at the request of his employers. He was fired by the BBC after using a fake name to call the radio phone-in programme he worked on at the time. During the call, MacShane accused Tory MP Reginald Maudling of being a crook, with the MP threatening to sue as a result. Maudling served as Chancellor of the Exchequer in Macmillans’s Gov’t and as Home Secretary under Heath. Maudling’s career ended because it was crystal clear that he was indeed a crook. Maudling was involved with John Poulson and his large scale corruption; Poulson in turn was linked to T. Dan Smith and his huge corrupt empire which began in Newcastle-upon-Tyne and ended up stretching as far as London. Poulson has latterly been alleged to have been involved with the paedophile/trafficking ring in Yorkshire. See previous posts for more information on Reggie Maudling. 

MacShane supported Solidarity in Poland, where he was arrested in 1982 for attending a demo and deported. He became an activist for the NUJ and later its President, 1978-79. MacShane was Policy Director of the International Metal Workers’ Federation, from 1980-92. He completed a PhD at Birkbeck in 1990.

MacShane first contested a parliamentary seat at the Oct 1974 General Election, when he failed to win Solihull. In 1984, he was short listed for the post of Labour Party Communications Director, but Mandy was appointed instead. For the 1992 General Election, MacShane attempted to secure a nomination for Coventry South East, Neath and Rotherham – all the attempts were unsuccessful.

This suggests that the knives were out for MacShane when the Windbag was on the throne.

MacShane was elected to the Commons for Rotherham in 1994. He was a member of the Deregulation Select Committee, 1996-97 and served as PPS to a succession of ministers in the 1997-2001 Parliament. MacShane was appointed junior Minister for Foreign and Commonwealth Affairs in June 2001, with responsibility for the Balkans and Latin America. He caused embarrassment to the Gov’t in 2002 by describing Hugo Chavez as a ‘ranting, populist demagogue’ and compared him to Mussolini. Afterwards, MacShane had to make clear that the British Gov’t did deplore the attempted coup to remove the democratically elected Chavez, which had prompted MacShane’s comments. 

In November 2001, an article was published in ‘The Observer’ under Khalid Mahmood’s name supportive of the war in Afghanistan headlined ‘The Five Myths Muslims Must Deny’. A few days later however, it was revealed that it had not in fact been written by Mahmood, but by MacShane; Mahmood had agreed to put his name to the article after Lord Ahmed of Rotherham had refused to. Mahmood’s actions were condemned by Inyat Bunglawala from the Muslin Council of Britain, who said, ‘MacShane then found Mahmood – universally regarded as being not exactly the brightest spark in parliament – to be a more willing instrument for his scheme’.

In 2002, MacShane became Minister for Europe in a reshuffle. After the 2005 General Election MacShane was dropped from the Gov’t. His position was considered to be untenable after comments he made to a meeting of Durham Labour Students in which he described Gordon Brown’s five economic tests for joining the European single currency as, ‘a bit of a giant red herring’.

When contacted by ‘The Scotsman’ about whether or not he made the comments MacShane responded: ‘Jesus Christ, no. I mean, ‘red herring’ is not one of my favourite metaphors. If you think any Labour MP saying the Prime Minister’s most important policy is a red herring, then they would not survive long in the job.’ He had been recorded on a dictaphone, and the tape was played on both the ‘Today’ programme and BBC News 24. MacShane wrote in ‘Tribune’ ‘I have no idea why I was removed as a Minister and it does not worry me in the slightest.’

MacShane was appointed a member of the Privy Council in 2005 but resigned his membership in 2013.

MacShane has been involved in other foreign relations fields, including in relation to the Middle East. He was a member of Labour Friends of Israel Policy Council for many years. In 2003, he criticised Muslim community leaders, saying they did not do enough to condemn acts of Islamic terrorism.

MacShane was a supporter of the 2003 invasion of Iraq and strongly supported Blair’s foreign policy in relation to the Middle East and elsewhere. In 2005, he signed on to the Henry Jackson Society principles, advocating a proactive approach to the spread of liberal democracy across the world, including by military intervention. The society also supports ‘European military modernisation and integration under British leadership’. After returning to the backbenches in 2005, MacShane was appointed as a delegate to the Council of Europe and the NATO Parliamentary Assembly. 

Another issue on which MacShane was active as a parliamentarian was combating anti-semitism. He was Chair of the inquiry panel of the All-Party Parliamentary Group against Anti-Semitism, which reported in September 2006. In March 2009, MacShane became Chairman of a think-tank on antisemitism, the European Institute for the Study of Contemporary Anti-semitism. 

MacShane was an advisory board member of the now defunct Just Journalism, a pro-Israeli media advocacy group which presented itself as a neutral voice monitoring reports about Israel in the UK media. Just Journalism had strong links with the Henry Jackson Society and shared an office with it.

After MacShane was forced to resign his seat, the ‘Jewish Chronicle’ wrote that his ‘fall from grace has been a blow for those who share his concerns about extremist politics, whether it is radical Islamism in the Middle East, neo-fascism at home or the rise of ultranationalist groups in Eastern Europe.’ In Nov 2013, Bright described MacShane as ‘one of’ the Jewish community’s ‘greatest champions’.

MacShane has been accused of repeatedly using false statistics in order to inflate the number of female victims of sex trafficking. In Jan 2007, he stated, ‘According to Home Office estimates, 25,000 sex slaves currently work in the massage parlours and brothels of Britain.’ MacShane repeated the figure in a 2008 debate, attributing it to the ‘Daily Mirror’. It was later claimed that no such figure exists as an estimate.

No-one actually knows how many female victims of sex trafficking there are. There is evidence that in some contexts there could have been inflation of the figures, because in order to gain protection from deportation/prosecution, some sex workers claimed to have been trafficked when they were not. However, there has been for many years not only massive collusion by all parts of the state with the sort of trafficking gangs that Dafydd facilitated, but a flat denial that those gangs existed. They did exist, by the 1980s they had linked up right across the UK and were operating on a pan-European level and no-one, no-one at all would help their targets. I can only imagine what the true state of affairs is now. Everyone is entirely in the dark, because no Gov’t has ever been honest about the scale of organised abuse/sex trafficking in the UK. Even today, the problem is only ever discussed in terms of South Asian criminal gangs targeting off-the-rails white working class girls or ‘slaves’ from Foreign Parts. Cartel of Top Doctors targeting university students who had the misfortune to become ill and then killing any witnesses? Don’t be ridiculous. Furthermore when they said no they meant yes. As Dafydd will confirm.

 

On 17 Dec 2008, MacShane initiated a debate about Britain’s libel laws in Parliament. Specifically, he described how the UK has become a destination for libel tourists as well as how various jurisdictions in the US were ready to pass measures designed to halt, at the minimum, reciprocal enforcement of civil judgments related to libel with the UK and quite possibly, to allow countersuit and the award of treble damages in the US against any person bringing a libel action in a non-US court against US publications or websites.

On 25 Aug 2010, The Guardian reported that MacShane admitted he was the MP involved in an incident with a volunteer with the new Independent Parliamentary Standards Authority: ‘On 11 May a volunteer had an encounter with an MP who was described as ‘very difficult … disruptive [and] angry’ during an induction session. The official report said: ‘At the 10 minute mark the volunteer burst into tears and a staff member [from Ipsa] attempted to intervene. When the staff member offered to help, the MP dismissed him as ‘condescending’, at which point another staff member pulled the volunteer (still in tears) out of the session.’ MacShane apologised for his conduct.

MacShane was publicly criticised by the Association of Political Thought for wrongly accusing the LSE Professor of Political and Gender Theory Anne Phillips of supporting prostitution and filling the minds of her students with ‘poisonous drivel’. As evidence of her supposed support for the latter, he cited a question from an LSE reading list about the ethical differences between legal waged labour and prostitution. MacShane later admitted that he had taken the question ‘out of context’. Labour MP Fiona Mactaggart subsequently called Professor Phillips’ views ‘frankly nauseating’ on the basis of the same evidence.

MacShane was a Patron of Supporters of Nuclear Energy and supported the development of a nuclear industry manufacturing centre in Rotherham. MacShane was employed as an adviser by United Utilities, Britain’s largest water company, during 2006 and 2007.

 

MacShane was MP for Rotherham during the period of large scale sexual abuse of children in the constituency. After the publication of the Independent Inquiry into Child Sexual Exploitation in Rotherham he said in a BBC radio interview that no-one had come to him with child abuse allegations during that period, but that he should have been more involved in the issue. Saying that he had done too little, he said he had been aware of what he saw as the problems of cousin marriage and the oppression of women within parts of the Muslim community in Britain, but: ‘Perhaps yes, as a true Guardian reader and liberal leftie, I suppose I didn’t want to raise that too hard. I think there was a culture of not wanting to rock the multicultural community boat if I may put it like that.’

In which case MacShane had done exactly what thousands of other people had done when anyone mentioned what was happening in some northern towns.

As part of the review of all MPs expenses, MacShane was ordered to repay £1,507.73 in wrongfully claimed expenses, with his appeals against the ruling being rejected. He was also alleged to have passed twelve invoices from the ‘European Policy Institute’ for ‘research and translation’ expenses to the parliamentary authorities and claimed for eight laptop computers in three years. A number of newspapers stated that the EPI was ‘controlled’ by MacShane’s brother, Edmund Matyjaszek, a claim which MacShane denied: ‘The EPI was set up 20 years ago by a network of people on the Left working in Europe and the US… Ed is my Brother, but simply administrates it.’

MacShane had previously written an article for ‘The Guardian’ in which he played down the expenses scandal, writing, ‘There will come a moment when moats and manure, bath plugs and tampons will be seen as a wonderful moment of British fiddling, but more on a Dad’s Army scale than the real corruption of politics.’

I think that MacShane’s perception is badly wrong, the public were outraged at what MPs had been getting away with. Yes, the duck house and the moat cleaning did cause a lot of hilarity, but nonetheless what had been going on was shameless and revealed just what a shocking bunch inhabited the Commons. No-one else in the UK could have claimed for a duck house, or the cleaning of a moat or for their tampons on work-related expenses. While those troughing bastards did that, I knew Empowered Service Users in north Wales who were genuinely too poor to afford dentistry and specs and I knew of one Empowered Service User who was having to skimp on the groceries to buy sanitary towels.

Neither was it just the Empowered Service Users who were faced with such harsh economic realities. In the 1980s and 90s, the bus which ran between Bethesda, Rachub and Bangor – which was packed at peak hours because there were so many people without cars – made a special stop at Kwik Save in Bangor, because it was by far the most popular shop with those on the bus who had families. Kwik Save had their own brand, ‘No Frills’. I was very short of money myself but I didn’t frequent Kwik Save because from what I could see, the No Frills line was substantially crisps, fizzy drinks, burgers etc, whereas I went for cheap ingredients to make meals. I had a close friend who was also an Empowered Service User, but unlike most of the rest of us, she was financially well-off, being married to a local successful businessman. My friend was a real laugh – she derived endless entertainment from Dafydd – and just constantly took the piss out of the bizarre world in which we found ourselves. One of the things that she was particularly interested in were the No Frills sanitary towels. She maintained that they summed up life in Bethesda. I could see the joke, but the reality was that there was a run on the No Frills sanitary towels because so many people living in and around Bangor were just so fucking poor that other options were unavailable to them.

My friend later split up with her husband and he came unstuck in a serious way. He acquired a much younger girlfriend, whom it transpired was a heroin addict. She lied, swindled, was severely emotionally abusive and he ended up penniless, having lost his business. This man was a solid Tory who had won the Queen’s Award for Industry. The young woman who ruined him was known to the drug treatment team in the Rhyl area. Who were agents of Dafydd. I’ve done a bit of triangulation of evidence. That man was targeted by an addict who would never normally have made a bee line for a middle aged Tory businessman. He had a weakness for young women and also had various psychological problems which made him particularly vulnerable. The mental health services knew about them, because it was his behaviour within the family that caused his wife such distress that she ended up in the hands of the Hergest Unit.

When my friend and her husband split up, they lost a lot of money on the sale of their house. They wanted a quick sale because of the fraught domestic situation and did get an offer as soon as they advertised the house, but those who bought the house drove a hard bargain. Who were they? Two Angels from the Hergest Unit, Lena and Jim Henry. Lena Henry ended up as the senior Angel who ran the Hergest Unit when it finally hit the buffers some 15 years ago and was deemed by many GPs as being far too dangerous to which to refer patients. Lena and Jim knew about my friend’s domestic situation, because one of them had been involved in her ‘care’ when she was an in-patient. Never mind confidentiality, let’s just use the info that we have gained during the course of our work to grab all that we can. Lena and Jim told their friends that they’d always liked my friend’s house but never thought that they could afford it. They also gossiped about my friend’s personal situation to third parties.

Lena’s sister Gwen Hughes worked as a secretary in the School of Education at Bangor University and felt able to tell other members of staff that she ‘knew all about’ me, because her sister ‘was a senior nurse at the Hergest Unit’. That’s right Gwen, she worked with a trafficking ring who murdered witnesses. Lena was someone who repeatedly perjured herself, which resulted in my arrest on two occasions.

Jim Henry used to work at Neuadd Deiniol, a truly appalling ‘nursing home’ in Bangor, owned by a crook called Tindall (see post ‘Feet In Chains’), which housed patients of Dafydd’s. Dafydd used to take his kids along to Neuadd Deiniol, where they insulted the patients and helped themselves to the food from the kitchen.

One man at Neuadd Deiniol was found dead after having choked on a ham sandwich. He was supposedly being observed every 20 mins. His dead body wasn’t discovered for an hour.

I witnessed Jim Henry use physical force to prevent a deeply distressed teenaged girl trying to walk out of Seiriol Ward, one of the psych wards in Ysbyty Gwynedd which pre-dated the Hergest Unit. She was sectioned ‘for her own safety’. After she was sectioned, a patient with drug problems – so he would have been one of Dafydd’s – who had spent the whole morning threatening female patients, walked up to the teenager and unprovoked, punched her in the face. Afterwards, she spent hours sitting on her bed crying. The assault was not reported to the police or to her parents, but an Angel called Mal Hendy, who lived in Bethesda and who knew many of the hippyish/alternative crowd socially, did sit next to her for 30 mins or so, presumably lest she received another punch in the face from Dafydd’s mate. This young woman’s assailant was very aggressive to the Angels as well, they did not like him. He used to shout at them that he wasn’t a fucking mental case, he just had addiction problems and he wanted a house and wouldn’t be leaving the ward until he got one and he wasn’t going in a fucking hostel either. He was quite right as well, that git stayed for free B&B until someone did indeed find a nice little North Wales Housing Association place for him, while other people were discharged to destitution if they said no to Neuadd Deiniol.

Jim Henry always knew what was best for distressed female Empowered Service Users. When he worked at the Hergest Unit, there was a lady of about 60 who had a drink problem and had been admitted with severe depression, who most unreasonably tried to walk around the garden where patients used to sit and feed the pigeons. Jim didn’t want the lady to walk around the garden, God knows why not, but he repeatedly told her not to do so. She did insist on walking around the garden, so Jim grabbed hold of her and hung onto her for a good 30 mins while he chatted to the other Angels, repeatedly interrupting his own conversation to tell her ‘you are NOT going to walk around that garden’. The lady was soon discharged and a few months later was found dead. The Hergest staff comforted themselves by telling each other that she had been an alkie for most of her life.

Jim Henry was Scottish and liked a drink himself. Jim liked a flutter on the horses as well. In fact when I was on Bangor railway station one day, I came across Jim and a big gang of Angels from Ysbyty Gwynedd, pissed out of their heads, in their Sunday Best, just having come back from the races at Chester.

Like many of the psych Angels in north Wales, Jim wasn’t what you’d call cultured, but he was proud that he’d done his Training as an Angel. Someone once told me that before Jim did his Training, he didn’t have a stable job and got by with a bit of ‘ducking and diving’. I suspect that was a euphemism for ‘being a petty criminal’.

 

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Back in the mid-1990s, Jim and Lena’s favourite hang-out in Bangor was a pub called, most appropriately, Angels Bar, in Bangor. On a summer evening, the Empowered Service Users could walk past Angels – Neuadd Deiniol was just further down the road – and see Jim, Lena and the other Angels getting bladdered and enjoying a smoke.

I bet that Lena never purchased No Frills sanitary towels.

 

To return to my friend whom Lena and Jim gossiped about and relived of a house on their own very favourable terms. She moved away from Bangor and ended up with a very happy existence. Her husband didn’t of course, the addict known to Dafydd and the ‘drugs team’ wrecked his life. This was just after the Waterhouse Report had been published.

Christ Almighty there’s a witness out there who isn’t a former kid in care, isn’t an Empowered Service User, hasn’t got a criminal record, OH SHIT he’s a Tory-voting successful businessman who met Thatcher and won the Queen’s Award for Industry, we’d better fix that and fast, now what was it that his wife told us about him when she was so distressed that she ended up being admitted to hospital…We’ll just access those medical records and don’t Lena and Jim know the family as well???

Er – so why did Lena Henry, just another not very good Angel who assisted a paedophile gang along with many other not very good Angels who also assisted a paedophile gang, end up in an NHS management position in which she failed as dismally as all of her colleagues?

Perhaps Gwen Hughes, Lena’s sister who worked as a secretary at Bangor University, who knew all about me, could enlighten us.

The Top Doctors hadn’t finished with my friend’s family once they’d destroyed her former husband.  My friend had two children and she was particularly close to her eldest daughter. Her daughter knew me, knew how we were all treated by Dafydd et al and when she was doing A levels, she had worked at Neuadd Deiniol and told her mum how badly the patients were treated there. Years later my friend’s daughter qualified as a teacher. A Top Doc from north Wales contacted the authorities and declared her unfit to teach because she had, as a teenager, suffered from bulimia and therefore she ‘might run out of the classroom to make herself sick’.

That’s nothing. According to the corrupt expert witness Robert Kehoe, I was unfit to teach because I might set fire to the school if I had a row with another teacher. Well I did that on a daily basis didn’t I, I expect that I did that when I worked at Bangor University as well, perhaps Gwen Hughes would like to make a police statement providing full details.

Gwen’s statement could be backed up by a statement from Professor Colin Baker aka Toad, who’s wife worked at Ysbyty Gwynedd. Toad was a Professor in the School of Education at Bangor who, serving as Professor Fungus Lowe’s loyal assistant, implemented the plan to force my PhD supervisor out of his job as soon as I finished my PhD. Someone else suffered as a result of Toad’s desperation to blacklist anyone who worked with me as well. When I was doing my PhD, I got to know the VC’s secretary quite well, because she had just finished her degree in social sciences and was interested in doing a PhD on a topic related to my PhD. So she asked me if I could help supervise her and we discussed writing a paper together to get her off the ground. She told Toad that she was thinking of doing this and for some reason Toad told her that my academic background was unsuitable for her to be working with me and he recommended that she work with the crook, plagiarist and former social worker with Dafydd’s gang, Dr Duckula Morris, instead (see eg. post ‘Badlands’ for just a little of what Duckula got up to).

The VC’s secretary took Toad’s advice – well Toad was a Professor of Education who was suddenly taking an interest in her career. Within three months, this secretary had fallen out with the VC in a big way and handed in her resignation. I never quite worked out what the row was about, because she’d worked as his secretary for years, well before he was appointed as VC and always told me that he was a wonderful boss, the best in the University.


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The VC’s secretary left her job at the University, her ambitions to do a PhD were abandoned and she took another job. I bumped into her about two years later in Spar in Penygroes. She told me that leaving her job at the University was the biggest mistake that she had ever made, the wonderful new job that she had been offered when she resigned from the University had turned out to be a bloody nightmare and she had never worked with such twisted people in her life. She subsequently resigned. The VC’s secretary had left the University to work as a senior secretary with Gwynedd Social Services.

 

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As for Duckula, who was so highly recommended to the VC’s secretary by Toad, Duckula’s own PhD student failed his viva and had to rewrite. The external examiner made it clear that his supervision had been nowhere near appropriate. Duckula had ‘supervised’ Cynog single handedly. Other people knew that Duckula didn’t know her arse from her elbow and that he was heading for a crash, but she wouldn’t take advice from anyone and screamed at them to keep away from Cynog.

Perhaps Toad’s finest hour came when it was discovered one year that the exam results from Bangor Law School were so bad that more than half of the students had failed. So in his capacity as PVC for Teaching and Learning, Toad ordered that all results should upgraded to ensure that everyone passed. At the time, law graduates at Bangor were being blacklisted by law firms because of concerns regarding practices and low standards at Bangor Law School.

Nice work Toad, several careers ruined out of your loyalty to a paedophile gang and a load of people given law degrees that they later found were worthless.

I witnessed Toad give a welcome speech to one intake of new students at Bangor during which he stressed that although students now pay high tutition fees and allegations were appearing in the media that universities were selling degrees, no-one bought a degree from Bangor University. Except of course if one was a student in the Law School, a PhD student in the Business School, an Angel doing a PhD in the School of Healthcare Sciences…. I could continue but I’ll leave the anecdotes for another post, should the paedophiles’ friends carry on screaming and stamping their feet.

Toad was a Professor of Education who did his first degree in the Psychology Dept in Bangor. Which at the time was ruled by Dafydd. Dafydd’s daughter Dwynwen completed a PhD in Psychology at Bangor although the results of her first degree were too poor for her to be offered a place to undertake a PhD. Dafydd had a word…

 

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In 2008, Denis MacShane supported Speaker Michael Martin, calling for Conservative MP Douglas Carswell to be disciplined for saying that Martin aka Gorbals Mick should resign for failing to do enough to prevent the abuse of parliamentary expense claims.

MacShane was suspended by the Labour Party as a result of questions raised over his own expenses claims and re-admitted in July 2012, but was then suspended again on 2 November 2012 after a parliamentary committee found that he had submitted 19 false invoices for expenses that were ‘plainly intended to deceive. Later that day, MacShane announced that he would be resigning from Parliament. 

 

It was reported on 14 October 2010 that the Parliamentary Commissioner for Standards had referred an expenses-related complaint about MacShane from the BNP to the Metropolitan Police. The matter referred was his claiming of expenses totalling £125,000 for his constituency office, the office being his garage. The Labour Party suspended MacShane from the PLP pending the outcome.

In June 2011, the Torygraph highlighted further discrepancies in MacShane’s expenses which had been uncovered by former independent candidate Peter Thirlwall. As a result, MacShane held an emergency meeting with House of Commons officials and agreed to repay a further £3,051.38. The lengthy investigation concluded on 4 July 2012 with an announcement that the Met would take no further action,  but it was reported on 21 Jan 2013 that the police were to re-open the expenses claims investigation involving MacShane.

On 11 July 2013 the CPS announced that MacShane would be charged with false accounting involving the creation of £12,900 of fake receipts. He continued to write columns for ‘The Guardian’ as well as appearing on television programmes relating to European affairs both in Britain and in other European countries. On 18 November 2013 MacShane pleaded guilty to false accounting at the Old Bailey and on 23 Dec 2013, he was jailed for six months. When he was released from prison, MacShane was tagged electronically.

In 2014, Denis MacShane was forcibly ejected from the premises of the European Parliament for ‘loitering’.

 

I don’t think that MacShane has always conducted himself as he should have and I found the en masse swindling of the Parliamentary expenses system very unacceptable. However, throughout his whole career, MacShane does not seem to have behaved any worse than many other MPs, some of whom have been rewarded with peerages. Even MacShane’s abuse of the expenses system was no worse than that of some of his colleagues, yet he was the only MP who went to prison. Furthermore, MacShane went to Belmarsh. A high security prison which houses people convicted of terrorist offences. Since when has fiddling expenses equated to terrorism?

The incident in 2010 when MacShane was accused of causing a volunteer for the IPSA distress, could have been a result of MacShane behaving dreadfully and really upsetting someone. Or that young woman might have been doing what the Angels of north Wales have been doing for decades in the face of patients who challenge their abuse of patients – turning on the taps and maintaining that they’ll never recover from this trauma.

As for the 2014 occasion on which MacShane was ejected from the premises of the European Parliament for ‘loitering’ – was MacShane doing anything other than loitering? Presumably not, or we’d have heard about it. Since when has loitering justified being physically chucked out of somewhere, unless MacShane was loitering in the ladies loos? That European Parliament will be enormous, with loads of people coming and going, MacShane doing a bit of loitering will barely have been noticeable.

I get the impression that someone somewhere really has it in for Denis MacShane and they have had it in for him for a very long time and in a very big way.

Denis has had a great deal of bad luck in his personal life as well. From 1975 to 1981, MacShane had a relationship with broadcaster Carol Barnes. Their daughter, Clare Barnes, died in March 2004 after her parachute failed to open on her 200th skydiving jump in Australia. MacShane married Liliana Kłaptoć, originally from Poland, in 1983, but the relationship lasted only a few years. In 1987, he married Nathalie Pham. They divorced in 2003. His relationship with feminist journo Joan Smith ended in 2010 after seven years. In 2012, he began a relationship with the economist Vicky Pryce, who had been married to the former Energy Secretary Chris Huhne. 

Vicky and Chris were famously jailed some years ago. Vicky had wanted to see her husband in serious trouble after a marital bust-up and had been greatly assisted in her criminality by Constance Briscoe aka Miss Pissabed, a Black Woman Barrister who made her name by writing a misery memoir about her child abuse at the hands of her mother. Her mother maintained that the story was complete fantasy and sued Miss Pissabed for libel. Miss Pissabed’s mother lost the case and Miss Pissabed flogged yet more interviews about her Journey.

Pissabed also carried out a citizens arrest on a London cabbie whom she maintained had been so angered at the sight of a Well Dressed Black Woman that he had yelled at her that she was a ‘black cunt’. The cabbie denied that he had ever done any such thing. My thoughts on reading the story were that well-dressed black women are not at all unusual in London, cabbies make a good living out of carting them around for exorbitant fares and it was certainly fortunate that after being insulted by the cabbie, Miss Pissabed was able to hop straight into the cab behind, pursue the offensive cabbie through the congested streets of London, catch up with him and perform a citizen’s arrest.

Miss Pissabed was a friend and neighbour of Vicky Pryce’s and agreed to help ensure that Chris Huhne, Vicky’s husband and a Lib Dem MP, was charged with a criminal offence after Chris had an affair. Everyone was subsequently caught and jailed, including Miss Pissabed. Miss Pissabed is no longer a barrister or judge – Miss Pissabed had specialised in children’s and mental health cases, who had maxed out on her position as being the nearest thing to an Empowered Service User that the judiciary could produce. Miss Pissabed knew a great deal about child abuse and mental health law and not because she had been a Victim. Miss Pissabed found out all about Dafydd et al because Miss Pissabed had as a whippersnapper worked at Took’s Court, with Michael Mansfield and his Radical Conscience. Who ignored what I told him was happening to me in north Wales in 1993.

Miss Pissabed grew up in Camberwell, where the trafficking gang facilitated by Dafydd’s mates at the Maudsley operated. She did her law degree at Newcastle, the hub of another gang linked to Dafydd et al.

After leaving prison, Vicky Pryce wrote a prison memoir about being an Oppressed Woman which dwelt on the friendship that she found among other inmates and the unacceptability of prison issue knickers. Vicky returned to her former job as a Gov’t economist and was on the ‘Today’ programme within weeks of being released from prison. Vicky initially stated that she wrote her memoir because she was going to campaign on behalf of prisoners, but that seems to have been forgotten now.

The world agreed that Chris Huhne was a Bastard, what with having an extra-marital affair with a woman who was bisexual.

Miss Pissabed was released early from prison but at least the ‘Daily Mail’ have stopped publishing interviews with her about her extensive cosmetic surgery and expensive clothes in which she was described as a ‘role model’.

See previous posts for further information about the phenomenon which is Miss Pissabed.

 

MacShane’s partner Carol Lesley Barnes was a TV newsreader and broadcaster who worked for ITN, 1975-2004. Carol was born in Norwich and attended St Martin-in-the-Fields School for Girls, Tulse Hill, London. She left school at the age of 16, taking a number of jobs for a year, before leaving to study for A levels at a local poly. Carol graduated from Sheffield University and then completed a PGCE at Birmingham University.

Carol started her working life as a supply teacher, but decided to switch to a career in media and held various posts including PR officer for the Royal Court Theatre in London and sub-editor on ‘Time Out’, before moving into broadcasting, working for Independent Radio News. She was one of the original news team members at the launch of LBC in 1973 and then worked as a reporter for BBC Radio 4 for a year, before joining ITN in 1975. During her time as an ITN reporter, Carol covered the Troubles in N Ireland and the Brixton riots in 1981. She made her name as a reporter with ITN on the lunchtime news in the late 1970s, but her first stint as a newscaster came in March 1980 when she was a presenter on the News at 5:45. Carol was a regular presenter on the ITN Lunchtime News and ITN’s weekend news bulletins, July 1985 -March 1989 and then again, Jan 1991-1998. During the intervening period, she was a presenter of the Channel 4 Daily breakfast programme. Carol regularly fronted the ITN flagship News at Ten programme, as well as other current affairs programmes. Barnes left ITN in 1999 and then returned in 2003 to work on their short-lived 24-hour ITV News Channel until she left in 2004. 

Carol Barnes will have known about the Westminster Paedophile Ring, including Kincora and Dafydd’s involvement and links with it all. Furthermore, she’ll have acquired a great deal of information about the corruption and serious criminality involved when she was in a relationship with Denis MacShane.

No wonder someone really hates Denis.

Denis ended up being investigated by the Met for doing no more than many other MPs had done in 2012. By which time Operation Pallial was re-investigating the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal and the Macur Review of the Waterhouse Inquiry was on the way.

Tony Francis killed himself in 2012.

In 2013 Denis was imprisoned. By which time I had been illegally incarcerated at Parkhead Hospital and then transferred to the Heddfan Unit at Wrexham Maelor Hospital. Unlawfully and unnecessarily.

 

Carol’s daughter from her relationship with Denis died in that skydiving accident in March 2004. Which was just about when I appeared in court for ‘threats to kill’ – the charges were withdrawn on the first day of the trial. My documents show that numerous people committed perjury and conspiracy in an attempt to have me imprisoned.

Carol also had a son James, after she married ITN cameraman Nigel Thomson.

Carol lived in Brighton, the location of John Allen’s brothels, to which he trafficked children in care from north Wales. The firebomb which killed five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal was thrown into a building in Brighton in April 1992 (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’). Carol became a local magistrate in 1999, until forced to stand down after being convicted of a drink-driving offence in 2004, shortly after her daughter’s death. A lot of people will have been waiting for an excuse to get Carol off of that bench and I know magistrates who have done rather worse than driving when drunk.

On 4 March 2008, it was reported that Carol Barnes had suffered a life-threatening stroke that had left her in a coma. The Top Doctors did not expect her to recover and several of her closest friends also voiced these fears.  Her son James gave doctors permission to switch off her life support system after they had warned him that there was no ‘reasonable hope’ that she would recover. While Barnes was dying in hospital, her London flat was burgled.

I know a few people who have recovered from conditions after the Top Docs maintained categorically that they never would.

I’m sure that Brown knows that if a Top Doc ever asks him if they can turn off my life support machine, I want him to say NO, because the Top Docs cannot be believed, particularly in the case of witnesses to the crimes of Dafydd and the gang….

After Carol Barnes died, ‘The Argus’ newspaper in Brighton named their Courageous Child of the Year Award after her. The Carol Barnes Courageous Child of the Year Award is one of around 20 awards given to ‘unsung yet deserving heroes of Sussex’ at an annual ceremony, hosted by the newspaper.

The 1992 Brighton firebomb did receive coverage in the local press but the questions which needed asking never were asked. Presumably the Courageous Children who work in the media didn’t want to find that their parachutes failed to open or that the Top Docs were going to switch their life support machines off.

After my ‘threats to kill’ trial collapsed in 2004, the North West Wales NHS Trust unlawfully refused to treat me for any condition and had me arrested on every occasion on which I sought medical help. The Trust refused to refer me to anywhere else. Witness statements were submitted by members of the public who knew that this was happening. The statements were ignored and those witnesses were then threatened by NHS staff as well. CCTV footage of a Senior Angel in Ysbyty Gwynedd A&E, Stephen Gallagher, which showed Gallagher screaming at me, threatening me, refusing to treat me and calling the police although I had not committed any crime, was destroyed by Martin Jones, the Chief Exec of the North West Wales NHS Trust. The Welsh Gov’t knew about all these events and received much documentary evidence. No action was ever taken against anyone. See previous posts.

I was subjected to Gallagher’s onslaught some six hours after my father died. He died very slowly and very painfully at the hands of the Top Docs in Somerset. My best friend from school, who knew what happened to me at the hands of Dafydd et al, gave birth to her first baby in Musgrove Park Hospital, Taunton, where my father died. Her baby died shortly after birth. She was told by an independent obstetrician that her baby undoubtedly died as a result of negligence but that the staff were all going to lie if she took legal action. My friend invited the family GP to her baby’s funeral. After the funeral he told her husband that she ‘was not good breeding material’.

Dr Johnson of Cannington Health Centre, you are so fucking twisted that you ought to relocate to north Wales, they’d welcome you with open arms.

Town Called Malice
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Carol Barnes’s son James hasn’t died in an unfortunate accident – at least not yet – but he’s certainly had his fair share of difficulties. An interview with James published by the ‘Evening Standard’ explained that James ended up in serious trouble shortly after Carol’s death. James had organised a memorial service for his mum for which ITN had told him that they would foot the bill. However James overspent, there was a row and James went out on the town in Brighton and got bladdered. After leaving a nightclub with a friend, they tried to re-enter when they realised that they had left their jackets behind. They were refused entry by the bouncer, who maintained that James carried out an ‘extremely violent and unprovoked assault’ on him. The police were called and James was then charged with assaulting two female police officers who were ‘injured’ by James when he ‘resisted arrest’. James maintained that he was distraught after his mum’s death, drunk and didn’t mean to assault anyone, let alone two women – according to James, it was a case of him in a scrum with five police officers and legs and arms flying everywhere. James was also sprayed in the face with pepper spray. James was convicted and received a suspended sentence, 200 hours community service and was ordered to pay £460 in compensation and costs.

I didn’t witness any of this and it may be that James was drunk, nasty and very violent. But there may be another interpretation. Accounts given to numerous people – as well as to Courts – of my conduct towards Top Doctors and Angels have included allegations that I too had launched ‘extremely violent and unprovoked attacks’ on various people, which included me trying to strangle, stab and throttle them. Some of these people also claimed to have been injured by me. When these people were asked to produce the evidence, in every single case they could not. It was admitted by their own lawyers that barefaced lies had been told to the police and on occasions in Court. No-one was ever investigated or prosecuted. I am not someone who gets pissed in nightclubs. I am female, have a middle class accent and am not the stereotype of a brawler. If I had been male and drunk, Dafydd et al would have had me in prison years ago. I was never assaulted by the police – although a small number of them hurled abuse at and threatened me – but I know witnesses to Dafydd’s wrongdoing in north Wales who definitely were assaulted by police, one man was nearly killed by them. In every case they were prosecuted and convicted. They lived the rest of their lives in north Wales being known as dangerous nutters. Because the courts handed them over to the mental health services after they had been convicted, they were loaded up with anti-psychotics which damaged their physical health, they lived in poverty and within a short time began feeling and looking very rough. So they looked like dangerous nutters as well. They weren’t all model citizens before their convictions, but they were not quite what the courts and mental health services pretended that that were.

But then those kids who ended up in Risley Remand Centre after being repeatedly raped and battered by Dafydd’s gang were not quite what the criminal justice system pretended they were either. See post ‘Include Me Out’.

As for bouncers, they don’t tend to be members of the liberal intelligentsia. Although I did know a bouncer in Bangor who was a graduate. Simon Worth, who had a degree in sports science. Simon Worth worked as a bouncer while he was doing his PhD and I heard him boasting to third parties of how he dragged one girl along the floor while ‘she was squealing like a pig’. After Simon failed his PhD, he applied to join the North Wales Police. At the time, the Chief Constable was Richard Brunstrom, who was desperately trying to clean up a deeply corrupt force. Simon’s application was rejected, which infuriated him, especially because according to Simon, it was only as a result of ‘something that happened when I was 19’. Not that Simon would come clean about what that something was. So Simon became a paramedic instead, the Welsh Ambulance Trust being far less fussy and full of thugs.

On one occasion Simon enjoyed sticking his head through the open window of my car and yelling at me when he was on duty. Simon later parted company with the Welsh Ambulance Trust after telling his mates that they were treating him terribly because ‘he was a whistleblower’. The Welsh Ambulance Service would indeed treat a whitsleblower terribly, but I don’t remember Simon blowing any whistles at all regarding what he knew was happening to me and others, including at the hands of the Welsh Ambulance Trust.

The Ambulance Service in north Wales were fully on board with Dafydd and the paedophiles, because it was the ambulances who would transport the unlawfully arrested and detained victims of the gang to the North Wales Hospital in the middle of the night. Police cars would have been noticed and could not have been passed off as a ‘caring’ service. I knew one ambulanceman in north Wales who was a ferocious wife beater, who was violent to his step-daughter because she was a Hergest patient and he hated nutters and who also told a Hergest patient whom he had to take to Ysbyty Gwynedd with breathing difficulties that ‘next time I’ll fucking let you die’. This ambulance man’s first wife had been incarcerated in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and was found dead, drowned on Denbigh moors, the day that she was released. Her poor husband was distraught, he had collected her from Denbigh and then as they were on their way home, his wife had Gone Mad, attacked him, overpowered him, escaped and run away across the Denbigh moor, never to be seen alive again…

 

‘I’m just a well motivated person who’s come to see you because I am so concerned for your well-being’ – Dafydd, 1986, when I had been unlawfully detained by the gang in Ysbyty Gwynedd.

‘I think I am a nice man, I’m kind to children’ – Dafydd circa 1989.

‘My children say their prayers before bed and I’m rather proud of that’ – Dafydd, press interview circa 1994.

Note the Caring Hands:

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

 

 

A paedophiles’ friend from north Wales was in the UK media yesterday – Guto Bebb, the Tory MP for Aberconwy, who featured on this blog recently. Guto is a former Plaid activist and was Chair of the Party in Caernarfon. He defected to the Conservatives after failing to be selected as the Plaid candidate for the seat on long-serving incumbent Dafydd Wigley’s retirement. Dafydd Wigley lived through the Peak Paedophile years in Gwynedd, Guto could not possibly have missed what was happening at the HQ of Gwynedd County Council in Caernarfon. I heard Guto interviewed on the ‘Today’ programme, complaining about Theresa and the ‘dangers’ of a No Deal Brexit. Guto got the violins and onions out, he told Justin Webb that ‘I have to be honest with you’ and talked about his ‘heavy heart’.

Guto, I have no idea how, inside your heavy heart, you actually feel about the gang of paedophiles with whom you have spent your whole life living and working cheek by jowl, but you really do need to speak out about them.

 

Diane Abbott has been in the ‘Morning Star’ praising the Fire Brigades Union. That is the FBU for which Ann Jones, the paedophiles’ friend who is the Labour AM for the Vale of Clwyd, spent many years working, as I mentioned in my post ‘It’s Just Another Gold Digger’. I mentioned in the same post that Vicky Knight, the President of the UCU, also worked for the FBU. Previous posts have explained how when I worked at Bangor University, the UCU rep Eileen Tilley was corrupt and had cultivated a chummy relationship with the corrupt HR Director, Lyn Meadows. Tilley undermined honest staff and supported staff who abused their positions. I was told that Tilley was hoping for a seat on the national executive of the UCU and that Lyn Meadows was giving her a helping hand towards that goal. Yesterday’s ‘Morning Star’ informed us that Vicky Knight is the TUC Women’s Committee Chair. Vicky wrote an article in the ‘Morning Star’ explaining how the TUC is leading the way in the fight against sexual harassment. Gosh, I’ve missed that Vicky…

A few days ago the ‘Morning Star’ reported that the FBU were involved in a legal case and were being represented by Thompsons. Thompsons have featured on this blog before. They are the lawyers who work for trade unions and throughout the years of Peak Paedophilia in north Wales, Thompsons loyally represented those unions who colluded with Dafydd et al and those unions even defended people who had abused kids after they had been convicted. Some of those who abused kids in north Wales were union reps themselves.

As Carwyn Jones approaches the end of his term as FM, there is a bit of movement in terms of those who wish to succeed him and their supporters. Owen Smith, the Labour MP for Pontypridd, has said that he’d like to see Vaughan Gething as FM. Vaughan is currently the Welsh Gov’t Health Minister who has refused to take any action in the face of the slaughter which continues apace in the NHS in north Wales. Vaughan has given those who have dared scream ‘but look at what’s happening’ a bollocking for ‘talking down the NHS’. I take this to be Vaughan’s version of Thatcher declaring people to be ‘moaning Minnies’. I can’t remember what crime the Moaning Minnies had committed, I expect they’d complained about being bludgeoned over the head by a truncheon wielded by a policeman or something trivial. It was even better when a load of people on the bones of their arse in a queue for a soup kitchen tried to talk to Thatch about their hardship, only for Thatch to bellow ‘cheer up, cheer up’ at them and walk away.

Before Vaughan Gething became an AM he was a lawyer. He worked for Thompsons. Vaughan’s supporter Owen was previously one of the most senior marketing managers at Pfizer.

Now I don’t want to hear any complaints about the nightmare scenario that is unfolding.

 

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Badlands

One of my comments which followed my post ‘Rivers Of Blood’ provided a brief bit of background information about events in the early 1990s when the paedophile gang launched an attack on a senior sociologist at Bangor University and caused much grief in the process. ‘The Guardian’ were happy to publish the lies and false allegations of the paedophiles’ friends which resulted in the smeared sociologist being harassed by the world’s media. At about that time, the paedophiles’ friends misled and then screwed over one member of staff at Bangor University so badly that he attempted suicide. The one person to offer him support after the suicide bid was the senior sociologist who was attacked by ‘The Guardian’. I don’t think that Peter Preston ever published anything about that.

I was reminded of this when I heard Alan Rusbridger interviewed on Radio 4 about his new book, ‘Breaking News’. Rusbridger took over the editorship of ‘The Guardian’ from Preston; Rusbridger was a senior journo on ‘The Guardian’ when Peter Preston provided so much help to a gang of paedophiles who were under investigation by the police and who really hated an honest sociologist and wanted him out of his job. Rusbridger knew what was happening in north Wales at the time.

Alan Rusbridger stepped down as Editor of ‘The Guardian’ in 2014 and is now Principal of Lady Margaret Hall, Oxford. He is visiting Fellow of Nuffield College, Oxford and Visiting Professor of History at Queen Mary, University of London. Between 2004 and 2013 Rusbridger was Chair of the National Youth Orchestra of Great Britain. He is a governor of the Ditchley Foundation. 

When ‘The Guardian’ published what they knew were lies fed to them by a trafficking gang, the Chairman of the Scott Trust, which owns ‘The Guardian’, was Hugo Young.

Hugo Young was born in Sheffield into an old recusant family. He was head boy at Ampleforth College. In recent years it has been acknowledged that for decades there was serious abuse of children at Ampleforth which was concealed by the Catholic Church (see previous posts’). A Top Doc has explained in comments on this blog that Top Docs knew about the abuse at Ampleforth and about the wider paedophile ring in Yorkshire and made ludicrous excuses to take no action, even in the face of children with anal injuries.

Hugo Young read law at Balliol College, Oxford and began working for the ‘Yorkshire Post’ in Leeds in 1961. In 1963, Young spent a year as a Harkness Fellow in the US and he spent the next year working as a congressional fellow. In 1965, Young returned to the UK and was recruited by Denis Hamilton of ‘The Sunday Times’. In his second year there, Young became chief leader writer, a position he kept until 1977. From 1973–84, he was also the political editor for ‘The Sunday Times’. He was joint Deputy Editor of ‘The Sunday Times’ from 1981, but his relationship with the paper cooled notably when Murdoch took the ‘The Sunday Times’ over in 1981. The conflict culminated in a series of battles with Editor Brillo, which ultimately led to Young leaving The Sunday Times and joining The Guardian in 1984.

Young continued to write a twice-weekly political column at The Guardian until his death and was widely acclaimed as one of the most important and influential figures in modern British journalism. Young remained on good terms with British Gov’t Ministers, including Blair and Thatch. He wrote a critical biography of Thatch, One of Us (1989), but didn’t mention that her two close friends Jimmy Savile and Sir Peter Morrison were known to be molesting children while supping with her. Young wrote other books, including This Blessed Plot: Britain And Europe From Churchill To Blair (1998).

Young’s Yorkshire/Leeds background and his position as a big beast in the media will have meant that he knew Mark Byford, the former Deputy DG of the BBC and Head of BBC journalism, 2004-11. Mark Byford’s dad was Sir Lawrence Byford, HM Chief Inspector of Constabulary between Jan 1983-March 1987. Between 1979 and 1983, Lawrence Byford was a regional Inspector of Constabulary. Byford had served as a senior officer with the endemically corrupt West Yorkshire Police – throughout the years when Jimmy Savile enjoyed a very cosy relationship with that force. Byford was HMI Chief Inspector of Constabulary while Dafydd and the gang in north Wales were causing havoc and when the utterly rotten North Wales Police colluded with and even assisted them, as well as during the years when the British police stood accused of acting as the personal army of the Thatcher’s Gov’t. See post ‘Top Of The Cops’.

Mark Byford’s boss at the BBC was DG Mark Thompson, under Chairman Michael Grade, frequent star of this blog and someone else who wilfully ignored serious crime committed by a gang of traffickers and did favours for those in high places who facilitated that gang.

 

Hugo Young became Chairman of the Scott Trust in 1989 and helped ‘The Guardian’ through important developments such as the purchase of ‘The Observer’. Young died in 2003, so was still there to help with the fall-out from the Waterhouse Inquiry and Waterhouse Report. I’m only surprised that ‘The Guardian’ didn’t launch another attack on Graham Day. Or indeed on me.

Here’s Hugo with a corrupt Home Secretary who ignored the serious crimes of Dafydd and the gang, with Peter Hain peeping around the corner:

 

There is now an annual Hugo Young lecture, organised by ‘The Guardian’ in Young’s memory. Those who have delivered the Hugo Young lecture include Cameron, Nick Clegg, Ed Miliband and Alex Salmond. 

 

 

My post ‘The Cry Of The Lunatic’ promised information about Ronnie Campbell, the Labour MP for Blyth Valley. Ronnie succeeded the crook John Ryman, who had succeeded Eddie Milne, a Labour MP who had taken on the endemic civic corruption in the region and had his career destroyed as a result.

Ronald Campbell was elected for Blyth Valley in 1987.  He was born in Tynemouth, attended Blyth Ridley County High School and left at 14 to become a coal miner. Campbell worked as a miner between 1958 and 1986; before entering Parliament he was a lay official of the NUM, led picket lines in the 1984-85 miners’ strike and was arrested twice. Campbell was also a District Councillor on Blyth Valley Borough Council from 1969. So he was a Councillor in the north east during the years when the Councillors in that region were endemically corrupt and participating in the sort of enormous wrongdoing which involved people like Poulson and T. Dan Smith that Campbell’s predecessor Eddie Milne tried to challenge, only to find his political career ruined (see post ‘The Cry Of The Lunatic’ and other posts). Campbell was of course serving as a District Councillor for Blyth Valley Borough when the Councils in the north east were hosting a trafficking ring linked to Dafydd et al in north Wales and were sending kids in care to north Wales children’s homes.

Arthur Scargill was a good mate of Michael Mansfield QC, one of the many radical lawyers who kept quiet about organised abuse and trafficking across the UK, including in north Wales, although I wrote to him in 1993 about what was happening to me at the hands of Gwynedd Social Services and the courts. Mansfield famously acted for Scargill when Scargill was arrested during the miners’ strike. Other people involved in Supporting The Miners also turned their backs on those targeted by criminal trafficking gangs. Meleri Tudor, a lawyer from north Wales, was one of those who gave her expertise free of charge to miners during the strike, yet managed to witness en masse perjury and conspiracy in an attempt by Dafydd’s gang to have me imprisoned and not mention anything to anyone about this (see post ‘It’s Just Another Gold Digger’).

Meleri told me quite a bit about her work during the miners’ strike, including her conversations with people in mining communities who read the press coverage of their behaviour and said to Meleri ‘I didn’t realise that the newspapers lied’. Meleri knew that newspapers lied, she knew that mountains of garbage was published for years regarding the non-existence of the paedophile ring in north Wales and she knew that the newspapers were lying when they maintained that people complaining of being abused in north Wales were liars seeking financial reward. Meleri also knew that ‘The Guardian’ was publishing lies when it accused that senior sociologist at Bangor University of discriminating against Welsh people…

 

Ronnie Campbell often voted against Blair’s Gov’t on issues such as the Iraq War, being an outspoken member on the left of the Party. When the Gov’t nationalised Northern Rock in 2008, Campbell declared it ‘the People’s Bank’ and opened an account. In May 2009, during the MPs expenses scandal, Campbell agreed to return over £6,000 that he had claimed for furnishings in his London home.

In 2013, Campbell was one of 22 Labour MPs to vote against same-sex marriage.

Upon re-election in May 2015, Campbell announced that he would stand down at the next general election, although this did not materialise.

Campbell was one of 36 Labour MPs to nominate Jeremy Corbyn as a candidate in the Labour leadership election of 2015 and one of a handful of Labour MPs to publicly support leaving the EU. 

Campbell was one of thirteen MPs to vote against triggering the 2017 General Election. Having previously said that he would stand down at the next election, he changed his mind stating: ‘It was my intention to stand down at the next general election, however due to circumstances following the announcement of the snap election I have decided to stand again for Blyth Valley.’

Ronnie married Deirdre McHale in 1967, who serves on Northumberland County Council. 

In September 2016, Campbell underwent chemotherapy after being diagnosed with stomach cancer and returned to Parliament on 30 November 2016. Just as well that you and Deirdre never mentioned that huge paedophile ring which has operated in the north east for most of your adult life then Ronnie, or you might have found that somehow the Top Docs couldn’t treat you for that stomach cancer! Having said that, where stomach cancer is concerned it was a close run thing anyway. In 1990, the paedophiles’ friends of Ysbyty Gwynedd, assisted by none other than Sir Richard Doll no less, needing to generate a bit of good PR for themselves, perpetrated a laughable research fraud regarding the supposed cause of stomach cancer, which had it not been exposed within weeks would have thrown a spanner in the works regarding that whole field of research (see post ‘They Think It’s All Over – It Is Now’). Not that it held their careers back – one of them has spent the last few decades teaching statistics to psychology students at Bangor University and another one ended up leading the clinical trials unit at Bangor University.

 

 

My post ‘No Cuts’ provided details of Tony Benn’s career, another Champion of the Oppressed who ignored the organised abuse of vulnerable people, even when I wrote to him about it. Despite his undying loyalty to the white collar criminals who were sexually exploiting children and vulnerable adults, Tony Benn nevertheless went for a belt and braces approach and ensured that he remained very, very good mates with them all at St Thomas’s Hospital, an institution which not only employed/employs a few of those who directly protected Dafydd and the gang, but which also has a sizeable proportion of very rich Top Docs who run lucrative Harley Street practices as well as pulling in fat NHS salaries.

Tony Benn was a fourth generation MP – his father, his paternal grandfather Lord Stansgate and his great-grandfathers Sir John Benn and Daniel Holmes were all MPs, mostly with factions of the Liberal Party. Benn’s own children – and grandchildren – are politically active as well. Benn’s son Hilary became a Labour MP and was notoriously Blairite/centrist, at a time when Blair was known to loathe Tony Benn. Tony Benn always stressed that Hilary being to the right of him politically never caused any strain between them.

Hilary James Wedgwood Benn has been the Labour MP for Leeds Central since 1999. Hilary will therefore have known about Jimmy Savile’s activities in the Leeds area, including in the NHS there. Hilary will also remember the case of the two Yorkshire psychiatrists, Michael Haslam and William Kerr, who raped and sexually abused female patients for decades. Complaints were repeatedly made over a period of years by more than 100 patients but were ignored. One brave Angel who spoke out was demoted. An academic at Leeds University threatened to go public on what Kerr and Haslam were doing and was told that he’d lose his job if he did. Kerr and Haslam’s offending finally became public in 1996, at the end of their careers (see post ‘All The Ingredients Of A Scandal’). They both retired with their pensions intact and only Haslam went to prison, in 2003 – Kerr provided medical evidence of illness – and that was for a matter of just a few months. It was also revealed that the women whom these Top Docs had repeatedly assaulted were not permitted to have recorded upon their medical records that they had been assaulted by the Top Doctors who had compiled their records and described the nature of their ‘problems’.

When Kerr and Haslam were finally exposed, MIND spokespeople were all over the media expressing their outrage. At the time, I was repeatedly raising my concerns regarding the mistreatment of patients in north Wales at the hands of Dafydd et al only to be ignored by everyone, including MIND.

Dafydd held ‘clinics’ in Yorkshire, including in, of all places, the Queen’s Hotel, Leeds. Jimmy Savile hung out at the Queen’s Hotel Leeds and lay in state there after his death.

 

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When Dafydd finally turns his toes up, I look forward to his coffin being pulled through the streets of north Wales by black horses with their manes plaited a la Ronnie Kray, while the route is lined with weeping mourners throwing flowers at the coffin.

Perhaps Dafydd can be buried on Church Island at Menai Bridge, a sort of north Wales variant of Princess Di’s resting place.

‘We didn’t know.’

Neither of course did Hilary Benn.

 

Hilary served in the Cabinet, 2003-10, under both Blair and Brown. From 2010 to 2016, Hilary served in various Labour Party Shadow Cabinets, most recently as Shadow Foreign Secretary, May 2015 until June 2016, when he was dismissed by Jeremy. In October 2016, Hilary was elected as the Chair of the Exiting the European Union Select Committee.

Hilary was the second son of Hilary and Caroline Benn – Caroline was an educationalist who also kept quiet about the abuse of children (see post ‘No Cuts’). Hilary studied at Sussex University, which has excellent radical credentials, but is also located near Brighton, along with the brothels owned by John Allen, who trafficked kids from north Wales to those brothels. A number of senior figures at Sussex University have been complicit with concealing organised abuse and a former Sussex student from north Wales who spilt the paedophiles’ pints decades ago has never been allowed to forget it. Neither have any of his friends or indeed members of his family. See post ‘Anthem For Doomed Youth’. This man later became VC of Bangor University and while he was in that role, some rather odd things were happening at Bangor University. Such as my computer being stolen by John McTernan’s brother-in-law – that was in 2005. Hilary was in Blair’s Cabinet at the time. Hilary, do you have any idea why Blair’s adviser’s brother-in-law might have made off with my computer?

By the way Hilary, among the many seriously bizarre people whom Brown and I found ourselves approached by over the many years since we complained about a paedophile gang who were murdering witnesses, was someone who asked me to accompany them to the Labour Party conference who said that they wanted to introduce me to your dad. This was just after John McTernan’s brother-in-law stole my computer. The person who wanted to introduce me to your dad was someone called Rachel, whom I later found out was transgender. I only discovered that because, after asking me and Brown to act as ‘expert witnesses’ in court to get her off driving offences and then offering us money to do it when we said no, Rachel told me that she had been abused by a therapist in Brighton called Karen and sent me heaps of documents relating to it all. Among the documents was a statement from Karen in which Karen said that she was very angry that Rachel had not told her that she had previously been male. Karen also alleged that Rachel had admitted to past membership of fascist groups and taking part in violent attacks on gays and blacks. Rachel e mailed me stressing that this allegation was CRAP.

Rachel was an HGV driver and was in danger of losing her licence as a result of a drink driving charge, which is why she had the bright idea of asking Brown and me to falsely represent ourselves in return for money to get her out of trouble. Rachel told me that a Top Doctor had helpfully lied on oath for her the last time that she was caught bladdered behind the wheel. I stressed that we were not lying Top Docs, we were honest sociologists.

Rachel also gave me a great deal of dirt on Diane Abbott whom she seemed to know and told me all about the role that she (Rachel) played in the attempt to get John McDonnell elected as Labour Party leader a few years ago. Rachel certainly had an exciting life, I’m not surprised that a drip of a therapist was completely confused by her. One thing that I was never able to understand was Rachel’s desire for the body of Bill Clinton, which she told me about as well.

 

Strange but true

 

At one point Rachel was threatening to come to north Wales to see me. So I told everyone whom I knew that if they spotted an HGV lorry travelling in the direction of Caernarfon with a drunk transgendered person behind the wheel, could they please tip me off so that I could make myself scarce.

Rachel was most disappointed when I refused to accompany her to the Labour Party conference to meet Wedgie Benn and John McDonnell et al, but I’d realised by then that there was no telling what was going to happen to me if I ever met Rachel in the flesh, so I made my excuses in the tradition of a good ‘News Of The World’ reporter. Rachel did try her hardest though, she left eleven mad messages for me on my boss’s answer machine and then started ringing up a whole variety of people in the University, asking them if they knew me.

Do you happen to know Rachel Hilary? Was she a regular chez Tony and Caroline?

 

After graduating, Hilary worked as a research officer for ASTMS and was then Head of Policy for MSF. Regular readers will remember that it was the corrupt MSF reps David Hole and his mates who colluded with the wrongdoing at St George’s Hospital Medical School and used their knowledge of patient harm and serious crime – including the facilitating of Dafydd’s trafficking ring in north Wales and the linked ring which operated in south London – to shore up their own positions (see previous posts).

My documents contain letters to Wandsworth Social Services – who were colluding with Dafydd et al as well as running the south London gang – from Dr Tony Francis, explaining how dangerous I was and that if they needed further information about the threat that I posed to other people, they were welcome to write to Lucille Hughes for further info. I have never met Lucille Hughes. See previous posts eg ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London’.

After Dr Tony Francis took early retirement from the NHS – following a well-publicised breakdown and after falling out with the rest of the paedophiles’ friends – he enrolled for a history degree at Bangor University. The VC of Bangor who received such grief from the paedophiles’ friends held a Chair in the School of History.

Dr Sadie Francis followed her husband into retirement a few years after, as the paedophiles’ friends at the Hergest Unit began to rip each others throats out. Sadie enrolled for a course in Bangor University’s School of Lifelong Learning. The Head of Lifelong Learning at that time was dear old Meri Huws, who in the 1980s had been a community social worker employed by Gwynedd Social Services. Meri’s patch had included the Ty’r Felin children’s home, where children were abused and trafficked, including to Dolphin Square (see post ‘Are You Local?’).

 

Hilary Benn was Head of Policy at MSF when MSF was using to its maximum advantage the conviction of Professor Oliver Brooke at St George’s for the possession of child porn. A number of St George’s consultants were also discovered in Cynthia Payne’s brothel for members of high society at Ambleside Avenue in Streatham during the various police raids on Cynthia’s place, but that info was never made public. See post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’.

 

After joining the Labour Party, Benn was elected as a Councillor on Ealing Borough Council in 1979, on which he served for several years, rising to the rank of Deputy Leader, 1986-90. When I worked at St George’s, one of the obstetricians there lived at Ealing. When I was doing my MSc at Royal Postgraduate Medical School/Hammersmith Hospital, one of my fellow postgrads was a dentist who lived at Ealing. Neither of these Ealing residents, to my knowledge, were abusing their positions themselves, but they knew that other people were and kept quiet.

After the 1997 General Election, Benn was appointed as a Spad to David Blunkett, then the Secretary of State for Education and Employment. By 1997, there had been scandal after scandal regarding the abuse of children in schools, particularly special schools and residential schools. Many of those scandals had concerned schools in north Wales. In 1997, the Waterhouse Inquiry was underway and Waterhouse was hearing about the most serious abuse of children in residential schools/schools attached to children’s homes in north Wales. Blunkett has been around since the dawn of time, he knew all about Dafydd and the related gangs, as well as Jimmy Savile – after all Blunkett ran the People’s Republic of Sheffield, 1980-87 – and in his role as Home Secretary, Blunkett concealed further layers of wrongdoing by Dafydd et al and awarded a medal for ‘good citizenship’ to a woman who lived in Gwynedd who had a track record of intimidating ‘service users’ who lived in her village. This Good Citizen has a close relative who raped a six year old girl, but it was made quite clear to me by a Top Doctor and his lovely wife – who is an aspiring Lady Vicar – that I had to keep my mouth shut about that. See earlier posts for info about David Blunkett’s previous.

 

Since Labour’s defeat at the 2010 General Election, Benn has served on the front bench in the Shadow Cabinets of Harriet, Ed Miliband and Jezza. Harriet’s dad was a Harley Street Top Doctor, as was her granddad and Ed’s Uncle Harry was of course a consultant at Guy’s and Tommy’s, along with Dafydd’s mates and protectors.

In 2002, Hilary Benn became the Parliamentary Under-Secretary of State for Prisons and Probation in the Home Office, serving as a Deputy to Lord Charlie Falconer as Minister of State (Criminal Justice). At the Home Office, Benn led a task force investigating internet paedophilia, which subsequently recommended the introduction of the new offence of ‘grooming’.  In January 2003, Hilary had responsibility for introducing the Sexual Offences Bill in the Commons.

It was while Hilary was at the Home Office that the paedophiles’ friends participated in yet another round of industrial scale perjury in another attempt to have me imprisoned – that time for ‘threats to kill’. Alun Davies, the senior NHS manager who was a key mover and shaker in it all, told everyone who would listen that I would be going to prison for seven years. I was on bail for two years, during which time I lost my job and my house. The case collapsed on the first day of the trial, when it was clear that eight or so Angels as well as Alun Davies had lied to the police. See post ‘Interesting Happenings In The Legal System’. There was no investigation into the perjury or into an assault on me by an Angel and three Angelic assistants.

 

Hilary Benn served as Secretary of State for the Dept of International Development, 2003-07, in Blair’s Gov’t. In 2007, the ‘New Statesman’ noted that ‘Benn’s work at DfID … has often been at odds with the Bush administration’. In particular, an example was Benn’s opposition to the United States policy of increasing abstinence when it came to fighting AIDS in Africa, whereas Benn took a ‘harm reduction’ approach. Benn was also dismissive of US policy, saying: ‘Abstinence-only programmes are fine if you want to abstain, but not everybody does.’ Indeed not Hilary, some of those sexually abusing kids in care in north Wales refused to abstain, even when they contracted HIV, such as Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon, the son of Lloyd Tyrell-Kenyon aka Lord Kenyon. Lord Kenyon was a Director of Lloyds Bank, President of UCNW, Chairman of Clwyd Health Authority, a Flintshire County Councillor, a member of the North Wales Police Authority, the highest ranking Freemason in north Wales and many other things as well (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’).

In late October 2006, Benn announced that he would be standing in the 2007 Labour Party Deputy Leadership election. One of his earliest backers was Dennis Skinner, who kept quiet about the paedophile ring on his patch in Derbyshire, which was linked to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. Like many people of his generation who became big names in the Labour movement, Skinner attended Ruskin College. Matt Arnold, the Head of Bryn Estyn, taught at Ruskin College in the mid-1960s and Peter Howarth, Arnold’s friend and colleague at Axwell Park Approved School and then at Bryn Estyn, was taught by Arnold at Ruskin. John Prescott was a student at Ruskin while Arnold and Howarth were there.

The Lord Prescott, Deputy Prime Minister of the UK, 1997-2007:

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The Lord Prescott managed to remain in high office despite barely being able to string a coherent sentence together – ‘This Labour Gov’t will increase ‘omelessness’ – and punching someone in the chops, twice, when on a walkabout in north Wales. The nation was subsequently entertained when Tracy Temple Opened Her Heart to the ‘Daily Mail’ and supplied details of her Ugandan discussions with Prezza.

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Prezza subsequently went for the sympathy vote by claiming to have an eating disorder. He won’t have sought treatment for that at St George’s Hospital Medical School/Springfield Hospital, because an Angel admitted to me that the genius which was Professor Arthur Crisp simply discharged and refused to treat patients who weren’t making a good recovery. That is why Crisp had the best recovery rate among his patients of any Top Doc in the UK. I do hope that Prezza didn’t risk his sanity with The Priory Group either, because their Clinical Lead for Eating Disorders is Dr Adrienne Key, who ‘trained’ and worked at St George’s/ Springfield when those institutions were concealing and facilitating paedophile/trafficking gangs. I used to watch Adrienne shut the door in the face of distressed patients who were trying to talk to her. If the patients still didn’t piss off, Adrienne would shut herself in the Angels’ office and tell the Angels to get rid of them. Therefore an Angel would emerge from the office and yell at the patient to ‘leave Dr Key alone’. If the ward manager Stephanie, a particularly aggressive Australian Angel, was on duty, Stephanie would really push the boat out and swear at the patient. I always expected to see Stephanie opening a can of ale with her teeth, but she must have only drunk when off duty. See previous posts for details of the wonders of Arthur Crisp as well as Adrienne and her glorious career.

 

In 2007, Benn was the bookmakers’ favourite for the Deputy Leadership of the Labour Party, which was triggered by the resignation of Prezza. In the event Harriet won. 

In 2007, Benn was appointed as the Secretary of State for Environment, Food and Rural Affairs, following Gordon’s election as Leader. Benn succeeded David Miliband in this post and therefore took over what had been Miliband’s responsibility to respond to the threat to cattle from bovine TB. The recommended option from the Chief Scientific Advisor until 2007, Sir David King, was a badger cull. In April 2010, on Benn’s watch, a badger cull was announced in Wales, after the High Court in Cardiff rejected a legal challenge from The Badger Trust.

Bovine TB led to some very strange events in Wales. There is just as much evidence that TB is not transferred to cattle by badgers as there is that badgers do transmit TB, which was why the cull was so controversial. Vets with sound credentials opposed the cull. Anxieties over bovine TB in Wales led to the extraordinary scenes involving Shambo, a bull who became famous. Shambo was a sacred bull who lived in the interfaith Skanda Vale Temple near Llanpumsaint. In April 2007, a routine skin test for bovine TB bovine indicated that Shambo may have been in contact with the bacterium that causes the disease. As a result, the Welsh Government required that Shambo be slaughtered. Skanda Vale disputed this and campaigned for a reprieve. They were backed by the Hindu religious community at large and by other well-wishers. Skanda Vale also set up a camera so that the public could go online and watch Shambo.

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On 15 July 2007, Deputy High Court judge Gary Hickinbottom ruled that slaughtering Shambo would be unlawful, since the two slaughter orders had failed to give enough weight to the rights of the monks. He ruled that killing Shambo would violate the human rights of the Skanda Vale community, which has a right to ‘manifest’ its religious faith, according to Article 9 of the European Convention on Human Rights. A spokesman for the Farmers’ Union of Wales called the ruling ‘ludicrous,’ arguing that it ‘contradicts the principles upon which successful TB eradication programmes throughout the world have been based for generations.’ On 23 July 2007, the Court of Appeal upheld the Welsh Assembly Government’s appeal. Lord Justice Pill said former Rural Affairs Minister Jane Davidson acted lawfully when she refused to make an exception for Shambo as a sacred bull. David Miliband, who was at the time still Secretary of State for DEFRA, confirmed in his official blog that the matter came under the jurisdiction of the Welsh Assembly, not the House of Commons.

It is widely accepted in Wales, even by the most loyal of Labour Party supporters, that Labour at Westminster tell Labour in the Welsh Assembly what to do, even though there is much strife between the two groups.

Skanda Vale was notified that Shambo would be taken away for slaughter on 26 July 2007 at 8 am. Veterinarians arrived at the temple at 08:50 on 26 July accompanied by police and other officials, but without a cattle truck to remove Shambo. They were refused entry by the monks because they had no warrant and so they left to obtain one from a local magistrate. A warrant could not be issued until they had been refused entry, according to ‘The Guardian’. One of the monks said ‘They will have to physically desecrate a temple to get him … we will be having an act of worship in front of where he is. If the Welsh Assembly Government want to take him out of there, they will have to interrupt an act of worship…Our religious laws prevent us from assisting in the killing of any life and so we will not help the inspectors remove Shambo.’ At 2:00 pm the officials returned with two warrants which gave them permission to enter within one calendar month, but failed to gain access to the bull. At about 4:00 pm, police used bolt cutters to get through the gate and move their vehicles – including an animal trailer and four riot vans. The bull was removed from the site at around 7:25 pm, after protesters had been removed, who had come from as far away as New Zealand and Switzerland. Shambo was taken to a local abattoir and officials confirmed on 27 July that Shambo had been slaughtered.

Here are a few observations.

Testing ‘positive’ for bovine TB is not a conclusive or definitive process. Furthermore, animals which do test positive may not necessarily be carrying, let alone be suffering from, bovine TB; they may merely have been exposed to the bacterium. A similar process led to me, in my thirties, ‘testing positive’ for Rubella. I have never been vaccinated against Rubella, caught Rubella or even as far I know been near someone suffering from it.

Even if Shambo did have bovine TB, treatment was available and Skanda Vale were prepared to pay for it – no human would be slaughtered for testing positive for, or indeed for developing, full blown TB. Slaughtering Shambo was completely unnecessary.

Those involved in the murder of Shambo included two paedophiles’ friends. Jane Davidson, the then Rural Affairs Minister, is from Birmingham and has been involved with teaching/lecturing and knows much about Dafydd and the paedophiles but has spent her career keeping quiet (see previous posts). Lord Justice Pill, who upheld Davidson’s decision to murder Shambo after Skanda Vale appealed, was the man who in his previous incarnation as Sir Justice Pill, sat in the High Court in Cardiff in May 1989 for more than an hour and entertained the lies that Dafydd and the paedophile gang told about me in their attempt to gain a High Court injunction which would have prevented me writing to anyone in Gwynedd Health Authority in an attempt to pursue my complaints against them. Sir Malcolm Pill didn’t actually give Gwynedd Health Authority an injunction with the terms that they requested, which really pissed the Health Authority off. Their response was to instruct Andrew Park, the crooked lawyer employed by the Welsh Office, to collaborate with Gwynedd Social Services and Gwynedd’s corrupt lawyer Ron Evans, in order to gain an injunction on the terms that Pill had refused. My documentation shows that Park and Evans from then on encouraged even more false allegations, conspiracy and perjury.

While I was grateful that Malcolm Pill did not give Gwynedd Health Authority what they wanted, Malcolm Pill read scores of documents which showed quite clearly that patients in north Wales were complaining of being abused, assaulted, unlawfully arrested and imprisoned and that these complaints were not being investigated. Pill also saw evidence of perjury, conspiracy and of Dafydd intimidating people – including police officers – with his Doberman dog. Pill said not a word about any of this. Neither did the two barristers presenting the arguments to Pill – Ian Murphy and Crispin Masterman. Ian Murphy and Crispin Masterman later became judges themselves and both have presided over child abuse trials in Wales.

See post ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’ for the full story regarding Sir Malcolm Pill and the perjury that was involved in the attempt to gain the desired injunction.

When I was working as a post-doc at Bangor University in 2006 I encountered someone who knew Ian Murphy and Crispin Masterman as a result of previously working as a secretary in a Chambers in Swansea. She was a woman called Sue Davies who turned up as a secretary at Bangor University. Sue Davies lied, bullied other members of staff so badly that at least one secretary left her job because of her, forged documentation in order to cover for her many ‘sick days’ and threatened to sue me for defamation of character when I e mailed her and asked her to please stop trying to access confidential information about me. Davies wrote me a splendid letter in such a way that I was obviously supposed to believe that it had been written by a solicitor and e mailed it to me at 7 am one morning. My response was to laugh, so Davies then arrived at the office of the corrupt HR Director, Lyn Meadows, a good friend of the paedophiles herself, demanding that a bullying investigation be launched with regard to my shocking tendencies to laugh at attempts to intimidate me.

Sue – I know that you enjoyed telling people that you were ‘Clerk to the Chambers’ but I know that you weren’t. Because the Clerk to the Chambers is a lawyer, not a daft unqualified bint who is a member of the typing pool.

Not that Sue Davies intended to remain as an admin assistant for long, she clearly wanted to really be Chief Clerk to the Chambers, because I subsequently discovered that she had applied for a place on the law degree at Bangor University and had even been offered a place. This was after Davies had bullied, harassed, lied and produced forged documentation. Did Lyn Meadows ever investigate the many complaints that Davies’s line manager made against her, which were backed up by evidence? No. Instead Meadows did some crooked deal with Davies which resulted in Davies walking away from her job at Bangor University with a settlement. Jaws hit the ground. Then we found out about the offer of a place on the law degree…

Sue Davies was offered the place to study law by the Buffet Slayer, Aled Griffiths, who was the admissions tutor for the School of Law. Aled Griffith’s sister is Gwenan Carrington, the former Director of Gwynedd Social Services; his wife is Joanna Griffiths, the former Director of Conwy Social Services; his brother is Huw Griffiths, who is a grossly incompetent solicitor who was one of those who in the 1980s and 1990s watched the paedophile gang stitch people up in the various courts of north Wales. Every one of the Buffet Slayer’s nearest and dearest were up to their necks re Dafydd and the gang. See previous posts for further information on the Slayer and his Mafia.

The person who provided a glowing reference for Sue Davies so that boxes could be ticked re the application for the law degree was Professor Ian Russell, latterly of Bangor University, now of Swansea University. The Ian Russell who made as many fallacious allegations about colleagues as did Sue Davies and who was doing his best to do everything possible to smear and undermine the VC. See previous posts for info about Ian Russell, who even went as far as to make up lies about his RAE results and publish them on his Christmas Round Robins. I found the aforementioned Round Robins Of Lies after Ian used the University photocopiers to print them, fell asleep in his office and forgot to collect them from the photocopier.

Duw it’s hard and that bastard of a VC won’t give us redundancy packages big enough to make us go away. I have mentioned in previous posts the corrupt UCU rep at Bangor, Eileen Tilley and her funny little ways. One of the biggest laughs that I had when I worked at Bangor was after the combined forces of Tilley, Lyn Meadows and Professor Fergus Lowe opened fire on the Professor of Sociology, who was a friend and colleague of Graham, the target of the paedophiles’ friends and Hugo Young/Peter Preston in the 1990s. Fungus had demanded that the contract of a particularly hopeless paedophiles’ friend – the woman who was at the centre of the action that so excited Hugo Young et al – should finally be terminated. The rest of the paedophiles’ friends swung into action and were clearly hoping to re-enact the Battle Of Yesteryear and within hours, I was hearing how the Professor of Sociology had treated a ‘lovely, lovely lady’ ‘appallingly’. Who was broadcasting this across the University? Eileen Tilley. Who knew damn well that the paedophiles’ friend in question was in no way a ‘lovely, lovely lady’, she’d nearly caused World War III in her pursuit of a job for which she was not qualified and could not do twenty years previously and furthermore it was Fungus who kicked her out, not the Professor of Sociology. However, Tilley was able to come to the rescue of the lovely, lovely, lady and the full force of UCU was brought to bear on the University and the lovely, lovely lady was given a full-time, permanent lecturing job. The lovely, lovely, lady tried to plagiarise my work but was too thick to understand it, so the result was yet more entertainment for the rest of us.

The lovely, lovely, lady was such a wow with the students that the number of them opting for the course which she ran was in single figures.

 

Of course, as Clerk to the Chambers, Sue Davies had all the low down on the criminals of Wales, including, according to the Clerk to the Chambers, Peter Hain. Sue Davies was so disgusted by Peter Hain that she voted Tory.

 

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One organisation who were fully behind Jane Davidson’s execution warrant for Shambo was the Farmers’ Union of Wales (FUW). Bob Parry has been both Deputy President and President of the FUW. Bob Parry has also been an Anglesey County Councillor since the 1980s and throughout his long and glorious time on that Council, Bob Parry ignored the criminal conduct of his fellow Councillors, the serious abuse of kids in care on Anglesey and the selling of Chinese babies to anyone who had the dosh (see post ‘The Old Devils’). Bob Parry served as Mayor of the Borough Council in 1989/90. He was elected as the Chairman of the Isle of Anglesey County Council for 2016/17. Cllr Parry first became a member of the Isle of Anglesey Borough Council in 1981 as a Plaid Cymru councillor, representing the communities of Bryngwran and Gwalchmai.

Bryngwran is the home of Dr Delyth Morris aka Duckula. Duckula was the best mate of the Lovely, Lovely, Lady and it was Duckula who spearheaded the assault in defence of the Lovely, Lovely, Lady in the 1990s which ended up requiring reinforcements from Hugo Young. Duckula was formerly employed as a social worker with Gwynedd Social Services. Duckula also plagiarised my work and succeeded in using it to net a research grant from the Board Of Celtic Studies. I suspect that Duckula plagiarised some work of the senior sociologist’s who found himself in the sight of Hugo Young’s cross-hairs in the 1990s as well. This man had an excellent idea for a community study, began discussing it with colleagues, only to discover some weeks later that Duckula had sprung up a friendship with the Scottish sociologist of religion from Aberdeen University, Professor Steve Bruce, who, bugger me, was embarking on exactly the same community study that the senior sociologist at Bangor was planning! Duckula sent an e mail to the Bangor sociologist cheerily explaining that she was advising Steve Bruce on the fieldwork. Steve Bruce may well have been entirely innocent and probably just thought that he’d discovered a wonderfully helpful lady in north Wales, but it was clear from Duckula’s gloating e mail to the Bangor sociologist that she was far from innocent.

Duckula was a magistrate at Holyhead but she was obliged to stand down when it was discovered that she had tried to use her influence with the police to get her son off an assault charge. I was told by one of Duckula’s son’s friends that Duckula’s bungaloid was used to store his drugs on the grounds that she wouldn’t be raided, but he might well be. Duckula’s son did his PhD at Bangor University, but no-one realised that he was Duckula’s son because he had a different surname. Duckula didn’t think to tell anyone that he was her son. Duckula’s son received funding for his PhD from Tesco. I have no idea why, that was years before Tesco began talking about creating their own University. Amazingly enough, sometime afterwards, a huge Tesco store was built in Holyhead, despite much local opposition. There was one public spirited citizen who campaigned on behalf of Tesco however – one Dr Duckula Morris.

Duckula was very much more affluent than a lot of her colleagues. I was told that this was as a result of her flogging a field of hers at Bryngwran after she received planning permission to build bungaloids on it.

Anglesey County Council is famous for taking backhanders in return for granting planning permission and at least one Councillor – who went to prison for various offences – became a millionaire when he gained planning permission to build all sorts of things on his land.

 

Duckula really hates English people who have second homes in Gwynedd. Duckula’s daughter, Gillian, Daughter of Duckula, was engaged to – although I don’t know whether she ever married – one of the few people who has served a prison sentence for violent Welsh activism. I think that he sent or planted a bomb. Duckula told the world that she was delighted to welcome him into the clan.

Duckula has a second home in France but doesn’t talk about it much because she ‘doesn’t want people to know’. Duckula’s mentor, Professor Glyn Williams, a now retired academic from Bangor who also really hated English people, had a second home in France too.

John Allen owned a villa in France, to which he took kids in care ‘on holiday’. Dr Dafydd Alun Jones used to hold ‘clinics’ in France.

We needn’t worry about Duckula participating in crime though, because Duckula had a family connection to the Ethics Committee at Bangor University. Her sister served as its secretary and helpfully provided Duckula with full details of everybody else’s projects which had been submitted for ethical approval. Including those projects which Duckula plagiarised. Not that anybody knew that the Ethics Committe secretary was Duckula’s sister – like Duckula’s son, she had a different surname from Duckula and Duckula didn’t think to enlighten anyone.

Duckula’s sister was as busy as Duckula. When I was conducting some fieldwork on Anglesey, I was surprised to be asked by someone whom I was interviewing, who did not work at the University or have any friends or relations who did, whether it was true that the VC was planning to close certain depts and sack staff, because Delyth Morris’s sister has told me that she is and is asking us all to protest about it.

The VC did not have plans to close down bits of the University as accused by Duckula’s sister. However Professor Fergus Lowe did and he tried to do this – Fungus wanted to close five Depts. He was unable to go ahead with his plans because the VC announced his retirement on the day that Fungus tried to force the closure plans through, assisted by the awful Professor Hilary Lappin-Scott. The Chancellor, Lord Dafydd Elis Thomas, told Fungus that no such decisions could be made now that the VC had announced his retirement.

The vile Hilary Satan-Scott is now inflicting huge damage on Swansea University, having left Bangor under a massive cloud, following the suicide of a member of staff who had been told that his Dept would be closing. See previous posts for more Satan-Scott laffs.

 

Bob Parry is a friend of Ieuan Wyn Jones, the former Plaid MP and AM for Anglesey/Ynys Mon. Ieuan Wyn Jones comes from Denbighshire and before he entered politics he was a solicitor. Ieuan did his degree at Liverpool Poly. One of the governors of Liverpool Poly was John Hamilton, the Leader of Liverpool City Council when Derek Hatton was Deputy Leader. John Hamilton was much quieter than Degsy, but he will have known about the corruption in Liverpool City Council and he also knew that Liverpool was a branch of Dafydd’s empire (see post ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’). John Hamilton nearly died in a house fire just before the Waterhouse Report was published. So if he ever did feel like mentioning the names of anyone in High Places who were involved, lying in that bed suffering from third degree burns would have probably taken his mind off that. When Liverpool Poly became Liverpool John Moores University, Cherie Booth served a stint as Chancellor.

When younger, Ieuan Wyn Jones worked as a solicitor in Ruthin, in the same office as paedophiles’ friend and Freemason David Jones, who is now the Tory MP for Clwyd West (see post ‘The Right Honourable David Jones MP). David Jones then relocated to a practice in Bangor, where, like Huw Griffiths, he spent many years watching the paedophile gang frame victims and witnesses. David Cameron appointed David Jones Secretary of State for Wales just when Operation Pallial was opened and when the Macur Review of the Waterhouse Inquiry was being organised. David Jones is married to an Angel.

Ieuan was a pal of Alwyn Jones, the lawyer who acted for me but found himself indisposed when the paedophile gang took me to Court in Chester on the basis of their perjury and tried to have me imprisoned (see post ‘It’s Just Another Gold Digger’).

Bob Parry:

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Ieuan Wyn Jones:

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Bob Parry will know another past leading light of the FUW, Henry Brookes, the brother of Beata Brookes. Beata was a particularly unpleasant Tory politician who came from a farming family in Denbighshire. Beata had many strings to her bow. She was a former social worker who held responsibilities in the Social Services, in Clwyd Health Authority and in many charidees for the disabled. Wherever there was a victim of the paedophile gang there was Beata. See post ‘The ‘Celtic Iron Lady’ And Yet More Recent History’. Years ago Beata’s brother Henry became involved in a relatively trivial dispute with a local authority and ended up hiring some of the most famous priciest lawyers in the UK to represent him; it was so mind blowing that Ronnie Waterhouse wrote about it in his autobiography. The dispute involved the location of some caravans on Brookes’s land and it would never have been worth his while employing the sort of lawyers that he did over such a matter, so I suspect that famille Brookes were actually up to something else at the time, something which could not under any circumstances be exposed.

Henry and Beata were rather grandiose and considered themselves a cut above your ordinary farmer. Henry wasn’t just involved with the FUW, Henry concerned himself with country sports and country landowning organisations. Lord Kenyon was involved with agriculture on that level, as was Carlo’s friend, Gerald Cavendish Grosvenor, the Duke of Westminster. The Duke was the President of the City of Chester Conservative Association when Sir Peter Morrison was the constituency MP and was molesting kids in care in north Wales, Chester and other locations.

Mary Wynch was working as a secretary at the Dept of Agriculture at UCNW/Bangor University when Dafydd and the gang had her unlawfully arrested and imprisoned. Carlo was Chancellor of UCNW at the time.

The Buffet Slayer, who in his youth was the President of the Students’ Union at UCNW, hates Carlo. If I was the Buffet Slayer I’d be thanking my lucky stars for Carlo, because without Carlo, the Slayer and his mates would be in prison by now.

For more background on Bob Parry, see post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’.

 

One final point about the murder of Shambo. On 26 July 2007, the Govardhan Charitable Trust, a sanctuary for cows in Maharashtra state, India, wrote to the temple offering Shambo a home. The Trust appealed to the Welsh Assembly to refrain from killing Shambo until the Trust could arrange for the government of India to approve the import. The Trust’s letter quoted Gandhi: ‘We should be willing to refuse to live if the price of living be the torture of sentient beings.’ Transportation for Shambo was organised by a supporter from Switzerland.

After the slaughter of Shambo, Skanda Vale community leader ‘Brother Alex’ threatened that a ‘nightmare’ was just beginning for the Welsh Assembly. Secretary General Ramesh Kallidai said ‘Ignorant people have chosen to desecrate our temple and have chosen to destroy life unnecessarily,’ and he wanted ‘to check how agricultural law can cater to the needs of sacred animals in Hindu temples in Britain’. The Hindu Conference of Canada expressed ‘shock and dismay’ at the decision of the Welsh Gov’t.

 

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The Welsh Gov’t Minister for Rural Affairs is now Lesley Griffiths. She doesn’t know her arse from her elbow, is an on-going disaster in that role and there was yet another feature on ‘Farming Today’ this morning on Radio 4, which featured farmers who were pissed off with Lesley. Lesley Griffiths grew up near Wrexham, worked as a medical secretary at the Wrexham Maelor Hospital and served as a Wrexham Councillor, before being elected as an AM. Throughout the years in which Griffiths was doing this, Wrexham Maelor staff and Wrexham Councillors ignored, colluded with and concealed a vicious paedophile ring operating on their doorstep. Lesley Griffiths is a paedophiles’ friend of the highest order. Lesley Griffiths was the Welsh Gov’ts Minister for Heath, 2011-13.

I wrote to Lesley Griffiths repeatedly during that time, informing her of the escalating threats which were being made toward me by the trafficking gang which she had spent her whole life ignoring. I did not receive any replies. My documents show that Griffiths received my e mails, but the concerns of the officials working for her were that I was e mailing my friends at Bangor University providing them with details of those threats as well as of a violent assault on me by a barrister’s daughter. Furthermore, Griffiths’ officials and NHS managers had documented that I had visited a Welsh Gov’t Minister’s house. I have never visited a Welsh Gov’t Minister’s house, I do not know where any Welsh Gov’t Minister lives.

For further details of Lesley – including her performance in front of a group of wimmin who aspired to be politicians during which she told the wimmin that Lesley used to get nervous speaking in front of ‘all the men’, but when she was a Councillor she found that she could ‘help the mums’ by campaigning for better street lighting – and the numerous bombs that went off when she was Health Minister, see post ‘History Repeats Itself, First As Tragedy, Second As Farce’.

It is worth noting that not only did Lesley fail to help the mums who’s kids were in the hands of a vicious paedophile gang, but Lesley oversaw some pretty terrible suffering of dads as well. When I was unlawfully detained at the Heddfan Unit, after being assaulted by that barrister’s daughter, Lesley was Health Minister. I made friends with another patient who was sectioned and prevented from seeing his own children because he wasn’t allowed out and there was pressure on his partner not to take the kids in to such a place to see their dad. He was in Heddfan for a long while and the family home was located just behind the Heddfan Unit. If he went outside to sit in the garden, he could hear his daughters playing. But he couldn’t actually have any contact with them. For months.

I think that we ought to campaign for Lesley to become FM. Russia’s got Putin who trained with the KGB. Wales will have Lesley, who’s suits don’t fit, who sports ankle-swingers and who gets nervous speaking in front of all the men.

A former Lieutenant Colonel in the KGB:

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A Welsh Gov’t Minister:
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In September 2015, both Leadership and Deputy Leadership elections took place in the Labour Party. Hilary Benn supported Andy Burnham in the Leadership election. The Andy who ignored somewhere in the region of 80 requests to hold an Inquiry into the Mid-Staffordshire NHS. While thousands and thousands of people died.

On 2 December 2015, Benn made the closing speech for the official opposition in the House of Commons debate on airstrikes against ISIL in Syria. Benn’s speech was described as ‘one of the truly great speeches in Commons history’. Speaking to the BBC the following day, John McDonnell – he who is admired by Rachel the transgender HGV driver – compared Benn’s speech to that given by Blair in 2003 ahead of the Iraq War. Was that one of the occasions on which Blair lied to the House perhaps? McDonnell described Benn’s speech as an ‘excellent’ piece of oratory, but added: ‘The greatest oratory can lead us to the greatest mistakes.’ Perhaps John McDonnell had in mind another giant of Labour history who was renowned for his ‘oratory’:

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On 25 June 2016, ‘The Observer’ revealed that Benn ‘called fellow MPs over the weekend to suggest that he will ask Corbyn to stand down if there is significant support for a move against the leader. He has also asked shadow cabinet colleagues to join him in resigning if the Labour leader ignores that request.’ During a phone call in the early hours of 26 June, Benn told Corbyn that Labour MPs and shadow cabinet members had ‘no confidence in our ability to win the election’ under his leadership. Corbyn then dismissed Benn from his position as Shadow Foreign Secretary. In a statement issued at 03:30 – Hilary had obviously been up all night worrying – Benn said: ‘It has now become clear that there is widespread concern among Labour MPs and in the shadow cabinet about Jeremy Corbyn’s leadership of our party. In particular, there is no confidence in our ability to win the next election, which may come much sooner than expected, if Jeremy continues as leader.’ Later in the morning, Heidi Alexander, the Shadow Secretary of State for Health, also resigned. Throughout the day, a further eight members of the shadow cabinet resigned.

Jezza is still in place. Considerably helped by Margaret Hodge constantly mouthing off and reminding everyone why so many people voted for Jezza rather than any of the selection of New Labour tossers who were on offer at the same time.

When in September 2016, Benn announced his intention to stand for Chairman of the new Exiting the European Union Select Committee. His bid was supported by Uncle Harry’s nephew Ed Miliband, as well as other senior Labour Party figures including Angela Eagle and Andy Burnham. In a former life Angela worked for COHSE, an NHS union which represented many an abuser of patients. The General Secretary of COHSE was David Williams, who trained as an Angel at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. See post ‘A Very COHSE Relationship With Some Very Nasty People’.

 

I have a schedule of future blog posts planned, but if I have time to do so, I will blog about two people who have been loyal servants to Hilary’s career who have done a few interesting things.

 

Hilary’s predecessor as Labour MP for Leeds Central was Derek John Fatchett, who was elected in 1983.  Derek Fatchett was predicted to have a great future in the Labour Party, possibly as its Leader one day, but he died suddenly in 1999 at the age of 53.

Fatchett attended Lincoln School and then Birmingham University, where he studied law, graduating in 1966. Fatchett joined the Labour Party in 1964. He took an MSc at the LSE in 1968, where he was a student activist. When young, Fatchett was on the left, but when an MP he migrated to the right…

Fatchett was a Councillor on Wakefield Metropolitan Council, 1980-84. He became a lecturer in Industrial Relations at the University of Leeds in 1971, staying there until he became an MP.

Fatchett was a Leeds City Councillor and working at Leeds University when the Yorkshire Ripper was murdering unhindered thanks to police corruption and incompetence. One of the Sutcliffe’s victims was a student at Leeds and a friend of mine who was a student there at the time said that there was an atmosphere of sheer terror across the whole area. Fatchett will have heard about Savile and the rampant police corruption that prevailed in Leeds/Yorkshire at the time.

After Labour’s 1997 election victory, Fatchett was soon made a Minister of State at the Foreign and Commonwealth Office. Derek Fatchett died suddenly on the night of 9 May 1999 (aged 53), from a massive heart attack after collapsing whilst relaxing with his wife and close friend in a Wakefield pub. At the time of his death, it was predicted in political circles that he was soon to be Defence or N Ireland Secretary.

A BBC article on Fatchett’s life mentioned his ‘inner city constituency’, which will have contained people who had been or were being targeted by the trafficking gang operating in the area remembered that Derek Fatchett had said that ‘he was once a bearded leftie Marxist’.

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Derek gave up being a bearded leftie under the Windbag’s ‘modernising leadership’. Fatchett will have known that the Windbag was staking his whole future on concealing the organised abuse gangs which were causing ructions in Wales and elsewhere, because the Windbag was so desperate for the votes of welfare professionals (see post ‘I Warn You…’). Fatchett then joined ranks behind Blair. He quit the left-wing Campaign Group of which Tony Benn was a leading light in 1985. He subsequently persuaded the Tribune Group to support the Windbag and Fattersley. Fattersley held a seat in an inner-city, poor Birmingham constituency for decades and knew about the massive corruption in civic life in Birmingham, including the excesses of the West Midlands Serious Crime Squad and the trade in abused and trafficked kids between Birmingham and north Wales.

Derek Fatchett joined the Foreign Office after Labour’s 1997 victory and was a close friend of his boss at the Foreign Office, Robin Cook.

Robin Cook, who died after a severe heart attack on 6 August 2005:

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The day prior to his own death, Mr Fatchett joined Mr Cook at the daily Ministry of Defence briefing on the Kosovo conflict. He had recently visited East Timor and had also accompanied Lilibet on the previous month’s visit to South Korea. Earlier that year, Derek met with the Taleban’s Deputy Foreign Minister Abdul Rahman Zahidc in Islamabad in the first ever contact between the UK and the Islamic organisation. Mr Fatchett had became a Privy Councillor in October 1998.

One of Derek Fatchett’s responsibilities in Blair’s Gov’t was to sell the ‘Cool Britannia’ image abroad. A major contribution to ‘Cool Britannia’ was ‘Cool Cymru’, which was virtually entirely based upon a group of Welsh rock stars who were the children of the people who had been the key figures in facilitating and concealing the organised abuse and trafficking in Wales (see post ‘The International Language Of Screaming’).

 

‘The Guardian’ obituary for Fatchett mentioned that he had been involved in Cook’s highly successful initiative to bring the Lockerbie bombers to trial. There were constant allegations and counter-allegations regarding the conviction of one of the Lockerbie bombers – that he was a stooge, that a dirty deal had been done with Col Gadaffi who, after all became a Blairite at one point, that false medical evidence regarding his condition had been submitted etc. See previous posts.

 

The Dear Departed:

Massive heart attack, 12 May 1994

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Massive heart attack, 9 May 1999

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Massive heart attack, 6 August 2005

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Someone Who Is Still With Us, Who’s Heart Problem Was Diagnosed And Successfully Fixed By Top Doctors:

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Recent posts and comments have discussed the meteoric rise through Scottish Labour politics of Lord Jack McConnell, who was at Stirling University with my best friend from school, who knew what was happening to me in north Wales and who found herself pursued by gangsters and having her career ruined when that was happening to me as well. Lord Jack was a maths teacher who spent the years between 1984 and 1992 as a leading light on Stirling District Council, including when there was an abuse scandal there. Lord Jack became General Secretary of Scottish Labour Party in 1992 and was credited with the splendid Scottish General Election result for Labour in 1997, in which the Tories were wiped out.

Lord Jack was elected as an MSP in 1999 and by 2001 he was FM! Fancy that happening just as the Waterhouse Inquiry was ending and then while Waterhouse published his Report. When Lord Jack was FM, he appointed Professor Alex Jay to the most senior role in social work in Scotland. Alexis had previously overseen many an abuse scandal and had been responsible for the chaos that was the Orkney Satanic Abuse Scandal (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – The Scottish Play’). Alexis is now Chairing the IICSA, which is falling apart.

Lord Jack has a particularly high opinion of Dennis Andrew Canavan, who was MP for Falkirk West, 1974-2000 (known as West Stirlingshire, 1974-83), first as a member of the Labour Party and then as an Independent. Canavan then served as an Independent MSP for Falkirk West, 1999-07.

Canavan was educated at St. Bride’s and St Columba’s Schools, Cowdenbeath, St Andrew’s College, Drygrange and at the University of Edinburgh. He worked as a schoolteacher from 1968 until 1974 and was Assistant Head of Holy Rood High School, Edinburgh at the time of his first election to Parliament. Canavan was also Head of the Maths Department at St Modan’s High in Stirling.

Canavan was leader of the Labour Party Group on Stirling District Council in 1974 and was Chair of the Scottish Parliamentary Labour Group, 1980 – 1981.

Canavan is still a member of CND and Amnesty International, as are many on the left who have remained silent about the abuse of children and young people in welfare settings. He Chaired the N Ireland Committee of the PLP, 1989-97, and led several Parliamentary delegations to Ireland during The Troubles. Canavan served on the British-Irish Inter-Parliamentary Body, 1992-2000. Whatever it was that was going on at the Kincora Boys’ Home in Belfast, Canavan knows about it.

As a member of the European and External Relations Committee of the Scottish Parliament, Canavan was author of a report on the potential for co-operation between Scotland and Ireland.

Throughout his entire political life, Canavan played a leading part in the campaign for a Scottish Parliament. Which within two years of its creation was being led by his good mate Jack. However, in 1999, when the first elections to the Scottish Parliament were held, the New Labour leadership rejected Canavan as an official Labour candidate, despite the fact that he had the support of 97% of local party members. He therefore stood as an Independent and was consequently expelled from the Party. Canavan won with almost 55 percent of the vote, the biggest majority of any MSP in that election. Canavan resigned his Westminster seat in 2000 to concentrate on representing his constituents in the Scottish Parliament. Canavan retained his Holyrood seat in 2003 with 55.7 percent of the vote, again the biggest majority in Scotland.

In the Scottish Parliament, Canavan was a member of the European and External Relations Committee and Convener of the All-Party Sports Group from 1999.

Canavan is President of Ramblers Scotland.

When Canavan announced his retirement before the 2007 Scottish Parliament elections, he was the longest serving parliamentarian in the Scottish Parliament, having completed a combined 33 years at Westminster and Holyrood. He was praised by his mate the then FM Jack as ‘an outstanding parliamentarian over a long, long period of time’.

The careers of Canavan and Lord Jack are strikingly similar, but Canavan is a lot older than Lord Jack and entered politics years before Lord Jack did. I suspect that Canavan was Lord Jack’s big mate and mentor – back in the days when my friend found Lord Jack getting into her bed without so much as a by-your-leave – but Jack’s career then accelerated past old Dennis, particularly when Dennis was having dust-ups with New Labour. This is pure speculation, but I’m wondering if Dennis gave Lord Jack a leg-up when Lord Jack was a whippersnapper – when he was getting into my friend’s bed, I heard all about it at the time Jack! – but then when Lord Jack realised that my friend had the dynamite on the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal, he was able to clobber New Labour over the head with that and rise to the very top, even though they hated his best mate Dennis.

Am I right Dennis?

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So where does Dennis’s answer leave these two?

 

Tony Blair

 

Gordon Brown

 

On May 31 1994, 19 days after John Smith died, the two pictured above are famously alleged to have made a deal which dictated that Gordon would stand aside to give Blair a clear run for the Party leadership and then after Blair had been PM for a few years, he’d give Gordon a go. Gordon became mighty angry when Blair broke the deal years later. The deal was made over a meal in the Granita restaurant, Islington, when Tony and Cherie still lived in Islington. There was a paedophile/trafficking ring operating in Islington’s children’s homes at the time, with links to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales.

I was the person who told Tony Francis that John Smith had died – I was in the Hergest Unit at the time, I heard the newsflash on the radio and told the other patients. Francis heard me, came out of his office, interrogated me re the circumstances of Smith’s death and dashed off quite excited. My documents show that very shortly after that, Francis, Dafydd et al began yet another conspiracy to have me incarcerated in a secure hospital (see post ‘The Banality Of Evil’).

Tony Francis knew the Windbag when they were at university in Cardiff.

John Smith died on 12 May 1994 at Barts hospital after they were ‘unable to revive’ him. Dafydd’s mate Professor Linford Rees ruled the roost at Barts for years (see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’). Lady Juliet Bingley was also very influential at Barts, due to having worked there as a social worker and her father being a surgeon there. Lady Juliet was married to Admiral Sir Alec Bingley, who served with Lord Louis Mountbatten (see post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’). Lady Juliet and her son William spent their careers colluding with Dafydd et al when Lady Juliet and William held senior positions at MIND and when William was Chief Exec of the Mental Health Act Commission. See previous posts for details. On 9 June 1994 Matt Arnold, the Headmaster of Bryn Estyn, died of an ‘unspecified blood disease’. On 13 June 1994 the trial of Peter Howarth, Arnold’s friend and colleague from Bryn Estyn, for sexually abusing boys in care in north Wales opened. Paul Wilson was put on trial alongside Howarth. Arnold and Howrth had previously worked at Axwell Park Approved School in Gateshead, where boys had been abused. They relocated to Bryn Estyn in 1973.

The friend of mine who found Jack McConnell in her bed and subsequently came under attack from gangsters sought advice from the Islington Council harassment officer in 1988. Tony and Cherie were still living in Islington at the time. Margaret Hodge was the Council leader – it was Hodge who nominated Blair for the Labour Party Leadership. Islington Council were given full details of the threats and aggression to which my friends were being subjected and was the reason why they had to move house quickly. Islington did rehouse them, but to somewhere equally as dangerous (see post ‘The Turn Of The Screw’).

Once my friend and her husband arrived at their new flat, an old friend of theirs from Stirling, Sheena, known to Jack McConnell, moved in and wreaked havoc, just about destroying their lives.

Do you know anything about why Sheena did this Lord Jack?

My friend and her husband were then hounded out of their jobs in the media. My friend worked at the Royal Television Society and her husband worked at the BBC. Lord Jack is a big mate of Kirsty Wark, who was a stalwart of BBC’s ‘Newsnight’.

 

In April 2010, Lord Jack’s mate Dennis Canavan declared his support for John McNally, the SNP candidate for Falkirk in the 2010 general election. Falkirk is the successor to Canavan’s former Westminster constituency.

 

 

Now for someone who gave a big helping hand to the Gang Of Four, all of whom were up to their eyeballs in concealing the Westminster Paedophile Ring, including that branch in north Wales/Cheshire which was facilitated by Dafydd et al. Dr Death personally knew some of the Top Docs involved with the gang in north Wales. My post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’ mentioned that in a recent radio interview the Gang Of Four explained that after they made the Limehouse Declaration at Dr Death’s house, they received a most generous offer from David Kingsley, who gave his time free of charge and organised masses of free PR and advertising for them, utilising some of the most well-known names in the business.

David Kingsley died in 2014 and ‘The Guardian’ published an obituary for him. Kingsley was described as the first ‘moderniser’ in British politics and Labour’s first spin doctor.

Kingsley played a role – which only emerged much later – in Harold Wilson’s dramatic first speech as Labour leader to his Party’s 1963 annual conference, offering a new vision of socialism and a Britain ‘forged in the white heat’ of a scientific and technological revolution. The electorate liked it and Wilson won his first general election victory the following year.

Kingsley was one of the ‘three wise men’ who were brought in to help Wilson in 1962; Kingsley’s particular expertise being in advertising. Kingsley, Peter Lovell-David, a media-management expert and Denis Lyons, from the world of PR, formed a team of unpaid advisers to Wilson, deliberately situated outside of the Party hierarchy. They were responsible for the campaign slogans ‘Let’s go with Labour and we’ll get things done’ in 1964 and ‘You know Labour government works’ in 1966. The optimism that they helped convey on the party’s behalf, which lay behind the ‘white heat’ speech at Scarborough, offered an alternative to the austerity of the postwar years and would serve to end Labour’s 13 years in Parliamentary opposition.

After 1964, Kingsley was regarded as someone of considerable significance at No 10 and as the most talented of the ‘wise men’, who visited the PM once a fortnight. Wilson himself had written a report in the 1950s on the need to modernise the Labour Party organisation and he was determined to use people like Kingsley to introduce new ideas of presentation and public promotion of the party. With Kingsley’s help and advice, he also brought in regular opinion polling, using the services of Bob Worcester – later the founder of Mori – to look at the reasons behind the voting intentions of the electorate. This was an almost unknown science in British politics at the time and, in Kingsley’s view, if it had been taken more seriously would have averted Labour’s narrow and unexpected election defeat in 1970.

Kingsley proposed that politicians should use the latest marketing techniques to try to get through to people by using language rather than just headlines and that they should explain their policies and principles. In the event, the Labour 1970 election slogan ‘Yesterday’s men’, portraying the Conservative leader, Edward Heath and his team as plastic puppets in the dustbin of history, misfired badly. It had been planned by Kingsley and his colleagues as the first half of a two-part campaign and the follow-up was intended to convey the positive message ‘Make Britain great again’. But Wilson unexpectedly brought forward the General Election to June, apparently persuaded by his political adviser, Marcia Williams and the negative nature of the ‘Yesterday’s men’ slogan rebounded to his disadvantage. A BBC TV programme the following year, about how Wilson and his Ministers were adjusting to life in opposition, caused an enormous kerfuffle when it was broadcast under the same title and suggested that the former PM had unashamedly profiteered from the publication of his account of his time in Gov’t.

Kingsley was born in south London, but the family moved and he was educated at Southend High School for boys, before going to the LSE. He did his national service with the RAF, returned to be President of the Students’ Union at the LSE in 1952 and the following year became Vice-President of the NUS. Kingsley remained closely attached to the LSE throughout his life, as a governor for 40 years until 2006, an honorary fellow and Chairman of the alumni association. He will have known Brian Abel-Smith and Richard Titmuss, two LSE academics who were crucial to the early development of the NHS and welfare state very well. Abel-Smith in particular knew exactly how severely the NHS was abusing the most vulnerable citizens  and he knew that the Top Doctors were facilitating organised abuse gangs (see post ‘The Great Stink’). David Kingsley will have known this as well, in addition to the wrongdoing of MPs such as Leo Abse and George Thomas which Wilson and his colleagues were concealing. The gang in north Wales was linked to Abse and George Thomas in south Wales.

The role of the Top Doctors in north Wales concealing sexual exploitation and abuse went back decades. My post ‘The Village’ describes how the situation can be traced as far back as before WWII, involving visitors from the Bloomsbury/Islington area to Cwm Croesor in north Wales.

David Kingsley had been adopted as the prospective Labour candidate for East Grinstead in 1952, but decided on a career in advertising, working in New York before returning to the UK and founding his own company, KMP, in 1964. With his business partners, Michael Manton and Brian Palmer, he created a ground-breaking agency that challenged some of the US giants at a difficult time for the industry.

Kingsley’s ideas were strongly opposed by the traditionalists at Labour HQ, particularly the General Secretary, Ron Hayward and the Head of the press operation, Percy Clark. Unlike his two colleagues, Kingsley was not given a peerage. He offered his professional advice to various foreign governments, including those of Zambia and Mauritius and of course to the SDP 1981-87.

Kingsley undoubtedly knew what Dr Death and his colleagues had colluded with in their role as healthcare professionals and knew exactly what the Gang Of Four were sitting on in their capacities as politicians who knew all about the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Any advice given to the SDP will have taken that into account. It was probably why Shirl and Woy targeted those seats at Crosby and Hillhead which had such strong links with people involved in the Westminster Paedophile Ring (see post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’).

A few years before he died, Kingsley gave an interview with blogger Oliver Shah. The interview tells us that Kingsley worked ‘in New York for Proctor & Gamble, the founders of modern advertising’ and that Kingsley ‘made regular TV appearances and knew the power players in London’s blossoming advertising scene’. But Kingsley insisted it was the Three Wise Men – together with their friend Bob Worcester, the founder of Mori – who started using regular opinion polls to guide party strategy, years ahead of Tony Blair: ‘In fact to my mind, introducing the Labour party to proper opinion poll research was one of the most important things we did…Bob [Worcester] was very good. If they’d used him more we needn’t have lost the 1970 election. I know everyone always looks back, but he was tracking very clearly what was happening and what the problems were in a way the Labour party had never experienced before.’

Shah’s blog notes that ‘the art of spin’ was ‘now so associated with vicious briefings and irresponsible hype’. Kingsley described Wilson as ‘a marvellous chap’ who would ‘bring his wife and children to parties and would charm friends and foes with his bluff northern manner’.

Wilson might have wheeled out his wife and kids for PR purposes, but Wilson knew that George Thomas was a child abuser, he was good friends with George Thomas and he also knew that Leo Abse, George Thomas’s friend and protector, was an aggressive bent lawyer who was in the process of rewriting legislation concerning children in care solely on the advice of people who were facilitating and concealing child abuse (see post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’).

Dafydd too maxed out on his children. Dafydd told third parties that I had used ‘foul and abusive language’ in front of his young children – I didn’t even know that he had young children when that allegation was made; Dafydd moved onto telling people that I was a ‘danger’ to his ‘young children’; Dafydd gave an interview to a local newspaper telling them that his children ‘say their prayers before bed and I’m rather proud of that’; Dafydd told people that he was ‘kind to children’. Meanwhile Dafydd ran a paedophile gang, along with his mistress, children’s social worker Lucille Hughes and was so infrequently at home that he employed nannies – who were young female patients of his who lived with him – to look after his children.

Dafydd’s constant references to ‘children’ were a running joke among the Hergest Unit patients.

Dafydd’s teenaged children boasted of hurling abuse at and taking the piss out of Dafydd’s patients.

 

Oliver Shah’s blog tells us that David Kingsley ‘parted amicably’ from the Wise Men and the Labour party when Ted Heath’s Tories scraped to power in 1970 and ‘He says he has never been tempted to return to the heart of British politics, preferring to split his time between charity work and advising a number of African governments.’

Yet Kingsley moved heaven and earth, free of charge, to help the Gang Of Four.

Shah’s blog states that ‘Kingsley lets slip a surprising revelation: he didn’t draw a penny in salary from the government in all his time as its communications maestro. Offering his services for free gave him a feeling of distance from the political machine, he says and the freedom to do as he liked. His only remuneration came in the form of a Havana cigar, itself a gift from Fidel Castro to Harold Wilson.’

People like David Kingsley do not do things out of the goodness of their hearts or because of an ideological commitment. If Kingsley was ever to do that he would not have become an advertising/PR man.

So what was Kingsley’s real reason for tripping over himself to help the Gang Of Four? Where did his reward lie? What did this past master of vicious tawdry spin resort to in order to try and get Dr Death a job as PM?

Kingsley is dead, but his pal – and the pal of those Top Doctors in north Wales who facilitated the trafficking gang – Dr Death, is not. Dr Death, would you happen to know anything about the stream of people who befriended Brown, me and the friends of ours who knew what was happening to me in north Wales, who turned out to be a little peculiar and grossly abusive into the bargain? They worked in the media and in healthcare, they moved into house shares with us, they had relationships with Brown, they tried to split up our friendships and relationships and some of them knew Dafydd and other colleagues of yours Dr Death. Furthermore, references to them are to be found in documents from my medical records now in my possession.

You’re welcome to e mail me Dr Death or leave a comment on the blog! You’ve got nothing to lose you nasty old bugger – after all you never did become PM, although your colleagues in north Wales imprisoned and killed all those witnesses to their wrongdoing.

 

Previous posts have discussed how Donna Ockenden, the ‘independent consultant’ who recently was commissioned to ‘leave no stone unturned’ and to ‘get to the bottom of’ whatever has gone so terribly wrong with mental healthcare in north Wales is yet another person who has now run away screaming and abandoned the patients of north Wales after she discovered from documents that I sent her relating to my own case just how serious the crime in the NHS in north Wales was/is and how many people colluded with it.

I explained how Donna invited me to meet her, but after I sent her documentation demonstrating perjury, conspiracy, the destruction of evidence, wrongful arrest and the unlawful denial of NHS treatment to patients who had complained, Donna e mailed me and cancelled our meeting and I never heard from her again.

Before Donna cancelled, she invited me to meet her and someone else whom she told me was assisting her in the investigation into the Betsi Cadwaladr University NHS Trust, but who’s name has never been made public. It was Dr Graeme Zaki, an Oral and Maxillofacial surgeon who practices at Havant in Hampshire. Dr Zaki can be found listed on the website of Spire Healthcare, a private company. A number of the Betsi consultants are making good incomes from working for Spire. There is a Spire Hospital just down the road from Wrexham Maelor Hospital. If you want an appointment with a Spire consultant, you ring their NHS secretary and the NHS secretary arranges it. For the past few years, waiting lists for joint surgery at the Betsi have been so long that I know of patients who expressly told their surgeons that they did not approve of private medicine and did not want to jump the queue when told that they could be treated within weeks rather than in nearly two years time, but who did end up going to the Spire because they were in so much pain that they could bear it no longer. One man I know suspected that this was going to happen so he logged the whole process and correlated dates. He told me that he could only conclude that the surgeons at the Betsi had got together and organised appointments and waiting lists such that they ensured that patients would be forced to go private. The consultants themselves have told the media that they do not tell any patients that they will be treated more quickly if they go private. No, the consultants don’t. The GPs do that bit and then let the consultants know who has agreed to go private because they can bear the agony no longer.

In 2005 Graeme Zaki was in the media. The BBC reported a scandal which involved a doctor at a South African health care firm who had been flown in to do hip replacements for the NHS being blamed for botching operations on six patients. The surgeon working for Netcare and carried out the operations at the Royal Hospital Haslar in Gosport, Hampshire, between 10 and 20 November 2003. The BBC reported that another Top Doctor had described the surgeon’s work as ‘totally substandard and probably negligent’. Two of the surgeon’s patients had to have corrective surgery. It was Portsmouth Hospitals NHS Trust who had contracted Netcare and the surgeon. The Medical Director of that Trust at the time was Graeme Zaki. Zaki apologised.

In 2008 the Portsmouth Hospitals NHS Trust were facing a big negligence action after a young woman died in circumstances which they had admitted should never have arisen. The Medical Director of the Trust, Graeme Zaki, apologised.

I’ll do a bit of digging and see if I can find any direct links between Graeme Zaki and the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales.

 

My post ‘It’s Just Another Gold Digger’ mentioned that the man who prosecuted Rebecca Teacher at the Old Bailey for conspiracy to blackmail in 1993 after Rebecca blew the whistle on the physical and sexual abuse of children at a commune near Bethesda – abuse which was widely known among local solicitors, the North Wales Police, the Top Doctors and Angels and of course Gwynedd Social Services – was a David Bate. I’ve tried to find out who David Bate was/is, but I have drawn a blank. I noticed his name because there is a family who live in Bangor called Bate.

Chris Bate is an accountant and his wife Nan Bate is a magistrate. I don’t know where Chris Bate grew up, but Nan is the daughter of the man who was the leading Top Doctor in the Caernarfon and Bangor area during the postwar years. Chris is the accountant for two friends of mine and before I got the hell out of Wales, one of those friends had a stroke – he’d had a stroke previously, but the Top Doctors told him that he had a middle ear infection, so he was left untreated and then had an even bigger stroke – and I went to visit him in hospital. Chris and Nan Bate turned up to visit him at the same time. During the visit, the wife of the man who’d had the stroke began reminiscing how, as a child, at Christmas, her Methodist Minister dad used to take her and her siblings to visit children in hospitals and orphanages. Nan piped up and said that when she was a child, her father and mother too used to take her to visit children in hospital on Christmas morning and she hated it. The children whom Nan was taken to visit were children in the very hospital that we were sitting in, when it had been used for a different purpose! The reason why Nan hated the visits was that she didn’t like the children – they were ‘nutters’ with awful hairstyles and naff clothes. So I asked Nan if the children were what would now be called learning disabled or whether they were children with mental health problems. Nan said that she didn’t know, they were just nutters and she hated them.

Nan Bate’s Top Doctor father will have known Gwynne the lobotomist and he probably knew the young Dafydd as well. When Dafydd had that infamous photo taken of himself which he used to show to young women and say ‘This is me when I began my medical training. Don’t ewe think I was handsome?’

Dafydd: as someone who saw that photo, I can absolutely assure you that even when you began your ‘medical training’ at the Sodom and Gomorrah that was Liverpool University Medical School, you were not in the least bit handsome. Instead of being an insane horrible old man, you were merely an insane horrible young man. You also looked really bonkers in that photo. Furthermore, I’m not sure what passed for ‘medical training’ at Liverpool in the 1950s, but it only seemed to train you in the ways of idiocy and crime.

 

Nan: those junior nutters will not have chosen their awful hairstyles and clothes. Your father’s colleagues did that for them. Furthermore, it was your father and his colleagues who had such a bad attitude to those kids that they didn’t even enlighten you, his own daughter, as to the harsh reality of their lives. What was the point of taking you to visit them on Christmas morning when you hated them and dismissed them as nutters? Or was that part of your training for your future career as a magistrate, when the nutters came up before you in Court, on the basis of the perjury of the people who were trained by the Top Docs of your father’s generation?

Oh Nan – tell us what you know about the paedophile ring in north Wales which was facilitated by your father, his colleagues and those with whom you sat/sit on the Bench will you? The ring who targeted the nutters.

Nan and her husband benefit from the sort of perks that nutters don’t. One one occasion some years ago, Nan got her paws on free tickets for a Rugby International in Cardiff and offered tickets and a lift down to some people whom I knew. They were a bit worried that they’d be cramped and uncomfortable on the long drive to Cardiff, particularly as they knew that the traffic would be bad and they’d be in a jam for quite a while. Nan told them that they didn’t need to worry, she had just purchased a new Merc, it was top of the range and had every adaption necessary to ensure passenger comfort even on the longest of journeys.

The nutters would have to go on the bus. If they ever could afford the tickets to the big match.

One man who has famously travelled to many big rugby matches is Max Boyce, who became famous in the 1970s for singing songs about the hardship of mining as well as lighter ditties regarding getting pissed with the lads at Twickers and taking detours to Soho. Max Boyce is gay and has been for years. How do I know? Because a paedophiles’ friend from north Wales told me some years ago. He should know – he knew the people in Cardiff who were alleged to be, to use Brown’s phrase, ‘peddling their arses’ to Max and friends. The paedophiles’ friend also knew boys in care in north Wales who were peddling their arses more locally, including to a solicitor in Caernarfon. That particular solicitor is a friend of Aled Griffiths the Buffet Slayer and in the past has been invited to give talks to visiting international students at Bangor Law School. Not that the Slayer told the visitors that they were meeting a solicitor from Caernarfon – the visitors were told that they were meeting a ‘real British judge’.

 

Strange but true

 

It’s a rat trap Nan – and you’ve been caught…

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Inspecting and measuring a nutter:

 

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As one of the nutters said to Dafydd back in the 1990s, regarding the death of Mary Wynch’s mother: ‘I’m not saying that you were the doctor responsible – but it looks like you did it.’

 

A major beano has been planned for Carlo’s 70th birthday in November. It will include a gala at the London Palladium starring a few folk from the Magic Circle whom Carlo has ‘supported’. I was surprised to read in the Torygraph that Carlo himself is a member of the Magic Circle, he has been since the mid-1970s. My post ‘The White Heat Of This Revolution’ mentioned that Sir Owen Saunders, a paedophiles’ friend who used his knowledge of serious crime on the part of the Top Doctors and others to vastly expand his empire at Imperial College and who was VC of London University, 1967-69, was an enthusiastic member of the Magic Circle. As of course was Greville Janner.

Does anyone have any dirt on Ali Bongo, the children’s favourite of the 1970s, who memorably always wore a pair of ladies tights when he used to appear on TV?

 

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The Crucible

I have discussed in previous posts how people in Somerset who knew what was happening to me at the hands of the trafficking gang in north Wales were approached to smear Brown and I. I was told a few weeks ago that ‘evidence’ gathered as a result of these approaches was accumulated by Dafydd et al for the purposes of being used for a ‘forensic psychiatric assessment’ to demonstrate how mad and dangerous I was and to justify my transfer to a secure psychiatric hospital. People not au fait with the mental health system may believe that this cannot happen without the patient facing a trial in Court. Sadly this is untrue. Patients can be transferred to high security hospitals, for life, from low security units on the basis of ‘evidence’ of which the patient is unaware and that has not even been demonstrated to be factual. I have documentation that demonstrates that this is what Dafydd et al were planning for me and that they spent a great deal of time and effort preparing the ground.

I detailed in my post ‘Dirty Rotten Scoundrels’ how in the autumn of 1994 Dafydd made an allegation on the basis of absolutely no evidence at all that I had thrown a rock through the glass door of his house at approx 3 am in the morning. I did not even know that I had been accused of this by the time that Dafydd had told the police that I had done it. Neither was Dafydd in his house when he claimed that the rock had been thrown. The people who were alleged to have been in the house were ‘asleep’ and found the rock the next morning. This allegation then turned up again, accompanied by no evidence at all, in an affidavit which Dafydd swore in at the High Court in Liverpool and was the basis on which he obtained an injunction against me on 3 Nov 1994. See posts ‘Dirty Rotten Scoundrels’ and ‘The Banality Of Evil’.

Since I blogged about the allegation that I threw a rock through Dafydd’s door, I have been told that no rock was thrown by anyone, that the rock was planted and that Dafydd et al knowingly told a pack of lies to the police and to the High Court.

I was well used to Dafydd, Tony Francis and others making the most extraordinary claims about me for which there was not a shred of evidence. I had, according to them, tried to stab people, tried to throttle people and had violently assaulted a whole range of other people. In 1991 Dafydd told Professor Robin Jacobson of St George’s Hospital Medical School/Springfield Hospital that I had broken into his office and behaved in such a manner that Dafydd believed that he would be killed there and then. Goodness knows when this was supposed to have happened, I certainly have no recollection of any such incident, but Jacobson faithfully recorded this as fact and sent the details in a letter to Professor Nigel Eastman of St George’s Hospital Medical School. Yet in the same letter Jacobson made it clear that he knew that Dafydd was sexually exploiting patients and that Jacobson suspected that Tony Francis was as well. See post ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London…’.

Some two years ago I found that it had been recorded upon my medical notes that I had ‘sexually assaulted a psychiatrist’. Gobsmacked, I approached the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board about this. They admitted that there was no evidence that this had happened and told me that it would be removed from my records. There was no investigation into who had made this claim or how it had ever found its way onto my records and I wouldn’t be surprised if this allegation is still on my records. It was documented upon my medical records some years ago that I ‘had held a nurse hostage’ and that I ‘had been in prison for attacking someone with a knife’. No-one could tell me when and where I’d held this Angel hostage or when I went to prison, where I served my sentence or which judge sentenced me and in which court and how long my sentence was. No-one would agree to rectify my records.

I was told some months ago by an NHS whistleblower that they had witnessed psychiatric nurses gossiping and speculating about patients over cups of tea and fags and on the basis of no evidence at all had drawn the most extraordinary conclusions among a flurry of comments such ‘ooh I bet that’s what happened’, ‘he could have, couldn’t he’ and that this Angelic gossip had then been documented as fact upon patients’ records.

This is pretty much standard practice and as long ago as the mid-1980s when I first began to take an interest in such matters, I was reading case histories in journals involving patients who had been banged up in Broadmoor and other such places for decades on the basis of no more than this sort of speculation and accompanying scare stories. The first such case history that I came across involved a woman who was detained in Broadmoor for years on the grounds that a ‘packet of weedkiller’ had been found in her cabinet and that there were ‘grave suspicions’ that this lady had ‘plans to poison a nurse’. No evidence at all was presented to indicate that any such idea had crossed the patient’s mind, but that was the basis on which she was banged up for decades. I seem to remember that Dafydd’s friend Professor Robert Bluglass was involved in this case. Who knows, that weedkiller may have been planted by the Angel who was in imminent danger of being poisoned, just as that brick that I threw through Dafydd Alun Jones’s door found its way into Jones’s house.

 

I wasn’t intending to blog about the silly tales that were gathered by the paedophiles’ friends from people who knew me in Somerset as a teenager, because it is laughable and ridiculous and to be honest I’m really fed up of hearing about these ludicrous stories that were sent around about me and Brown and I want to get on with blogging about the political Mr Bigs behind the abuses on the part of the welfare services and the associated cover-ups. However, it has been pointed out to me that most people don’t read ethics journals and very few people have any idea that someone can find themselves in a high security hospital labelled ‘dangerous’ simply on the basis of allegations which have not been proved in any court and of which they may well have not even been told were made. I have also been reminded that many of the witnesses to organised child abuse were discredited by such means and I have been asked to highlight what happened in my own case.

I’m not sure of the details of all the crazy allegations that were made about Brown and I, but I have been told that some of the ‘evidence’ gathered by the paedophiles’ friends related to a saga that involved me just before I sat my A levels at Bridgwater College in June 1981.

Bridgwater College was opened in 1979 as a flagship ‘tertiary college’, one of the first in the UK. There was a technical college in Bridgwater for years and then, after the schools in Bridgwater became comprehensives without sixth forms, ‘the tech’ began offering A levels and many of the former grammar school teachers, refusing to work in comprehensive schools, decamped to ‘the tech’ to teach the sixth formers. There was much hostility between the teachers who taught plumbing, mechanics etc and those who taught A levels. The snobbery was rampant, with some of the A level teachers pretending that they were Oxbridge dons who had to tolerate manual workers in their vicinity. This division was still very obvious when Bridgwater College officially became a tertiary college in 1979. I was among the first intake of students to Bridgwater Tertiary College and we all noticed that the two cohorts of lecturers generally hated each other.

By 1979, the Bridgwater schools were in a very sorry state, although I am told that they are now much improved. The best of them was Haygrove School, but that wasn’t up to much either. Many middle class parents in the Bridgwater area sent their kids to schools in Taunton or other locations in their desperation to avoid the Bridgwater schools. I went to Chilton Trinity School and although I knew a variety of kids there well, I can’t remember anyone who actually enjoyed their time at that school. Some kids had a truly horrific time – there was a major bullying problem at Chilton – and a few kids were removed from the school by their parents for the sake of their children’s well-being and mental health. Any representation about the bullying was met by a response from Chilton that it was the child that was the problem, not the school and a small number of teachers joined in with the victimisation of certain kids.

In addition there was dreadful strife at Chilton because the staff universally loathed the Headmaster, a man called W.C. Francis, known to some of us as ‘Willie Franco’, after the Spanish dictator who was still much in the news in those days. There were demands from a whole variety of locals for Franco to resign and representations were made to Somerset Education Authority by a great many people, but Franco refused to go. Franco was Welsh and was alleged to be running a rather odd sort of mafia, involving the promotion of his fellow Welshmen working at the school. I did notice this. There were some staggeringly mediocre teachers who would suddenly be given promotion and yes, most of them were Welsh. However I suspect that what really endeared them to Franco was that they were incompetent. It was noticeable that the best teachers got nowhere and were openly treated with disrespect by some of their colleagues.

The bad feeling towards Franco was so great that most of the teachers at Chilton resigned from one of the unions – I think the NUT – because they refused to belong to the same union as Franco. He certainly was pretty awful. Chilton had a lot of kids from difficult backgrounds and a good many who were undoubtedly being abused in various ways. Although Franco professed to be a socialist – I think that he might have been a Labour Councillor as well, although he lived in the Highbridge area, not Bridgwater – he identified the kids with no home support and belittled and bullied them in public.

Willie Franco did not like me and neither did his acolytes. I never had enough money for new clothes and one day he carried out a vindictive attack on me in public, telling me that I looked appalling and I had to be one of the scruffiest people in the school. I responded that he was in no position to level such allegations at someone else, he was no snappy dresser himself. (One observation made by parents constantly was that Franco looked dreadful. He was enormously overweight, wore cheap and not in the least bit clean clothes which did not fit him and insisted on wearing an academic gown which had a massive rip in it.) Franco hit the roof and I was suspended from school and told that I could not return until I had written him an apology. I wrote the apology but ensured that I included a few lines about the hypocrisy of a man who believed that he was a socialist, ran a predominantly working class school but was suspending pupils who could not afford the uniform. I also mentioned that bullying, stealing and vandalism were rife at the school yet went unacknowledged.

Franco really went ballistic then. I was told by another teacher that I ‘had told the truth and truth hurts’ and that I should have known that. Er, in the same way that a middle aged man on a good income should have known that school girls do not control the household income and if they are not given the funds for new clothes, they won’t have new clothes.

I was then ordered to be taken to Franco’s office, in the company of a teacher to apologise IN PERSON. Franco refused to speak to me and walked out of the building when he saw me arriving. No-one could deny at that point that the chaos was the result of Franco rather than me, so I was then told that I could return to lessons.

Days later, Franco surpassed himself with regard to another pupil, one of my friends. He grabbed hold of her – she had been cheeky to him, because guess what, he had insulted her – and pushed her out of the door saying ‘you come from a disgusting family and I don’t want you in my school’. She was too frightened to go home to her parents and tell them what had happened and instead ended up in a house of sexually exploitative older men after running away and then tried to kill herself. It should have been enough for Franco to have been sacked but no, it was like a vicar or a Top Doctor caught red-handed, Franco was going nowhere.

I and my other pal had witnessed what Franco had done to our friend and we knew that the shit really had hit the fan behind the scenes after she tried to kill herself. By then, it was the summer of 1979, we had finished O levels and were waiting to begin our A levels at Bridgwater College.

When we arrived at Bridgwater College, we found that some of the lecturers were very prejudiced towards kids whom they perceived to be ‘Somerset’ (ie. working class) and that there were not many pupils from Chilton doing A levels. Most of the A level students were from Haygrove, the exam results from Chilton, Sydenham and Blake schools being so bad that their pupils were usually refused places to do A levels. I of course had also arrived at Bridgwater College with what Brown described ironically as ‘a silver tongued reference from W.C. Francis’.

Some of the teachers at Bridgwater College did fight the sack of prejudices that W.C. Francis had sent along with students like me, but others didn’t. The biggest nightmare was the A level biology teacher, Pam Sellars, who just hated us and made it clear that she didn’t want students from Chilton or indeed students with Somerset accents in her class. Sellars was such a notorious problem that some of the other lecturers actually did stand up for us as she repeatedly attacked me and certain other students. The Head of the Science Dept was a man called C.A. Street, who was left to deal with the problems caused by Sellars who, like Franco, was fully protected by Somerset Education Authority. She was as obnoxious to C.A. as she was to us, so I cannot imagine that he had an easy job. My perception was always that C.A. was very good to me. He was well aware that I was being singled out by Sellars and he did defend me.

I have been told that Dafydd et al got hold of information either from C.A. or involving C.A. and were planning to use it as ‘evidence’ to demonstrate my insanity and dangerousness. I don’t want to accuse C.A., because I don’t know if the ‘evidence’ actually came from him, or from someone else. The information that Dafydd et al seemed to have been given involved a massive row that I got into with the authorities at Bridgwater College just before I sat my A levels.

Just weeks before A levels, I was in the library at Bridgwater College with my friends and other students who were chatting and making a racket. For once, I wasn’t. I was actually revising. Unfortunately, a librarian called Molly was on duty, who was a good mate of Pam Sellars’s. Molly marched in and ordered me to leave, on the grounds that I was causing a rumpus and ‘she’d heard much about me’. I was outraged and refused to leave. The other students told Molly that I had not even been talking. Molly strutted off. Within 30 minutes, the Deputy Principal arrived in the library. He was a new appointment to the ‘flagship college’, a man called Graham Bishop. He simply walked up to me and told me to get out of the library. I asked him why and he repeated his order to get out without any explanation. I refused. He went purple, turned around and left. Within twenty minutes, a smug looking Molly arrived clutching a note, which she gave to me. It told me to go to the Principal’s office that afternoon at 4 pm.

The Principal of Bridgwater College was a man called J.C. Miles. The citizens of Bridgwater saw him as being a cut above most of them, because he wrote poetry. I don’t know much about J.C. Miles, other than that he was a philosophy graduate and must have had at least some standing in the world of FE.

When the message arrived for me to go to see JC Miles, the student who had actually been making the noise that Molly complained about went to Graham Bishop’s office and confessed. She told him exactly what she had been doing and confirmed that I had been revising and had not been involved. Bishop told her that he could see that ‘she was a sensible girl’, but ‘Sally has a background that you might not know about’. My friend did know about the ‘background’ – the background was Chilton school, W.C. Francis, my friend trying to commit suicide and prior to that my father getting so fed up with the shite academic standards at Chilton and their endless bellyaching over idiocies such as me not wearing the uniform that he had a row with them and told them that if this didn’t stop I would not be attending school, I’d study at home. Chilton told him that they would prosecute him, so he reminded them of a few laws that they were breaking. My parents were not prosecuted and I studied for my O levels at home for the final few weeks of ‘school’.

Bishop did not tell JC Miles that ‘the sensible girl’ had been to see him and had fessed up. So I arrived at JC Miles’s office later that afternoon and received a bollocking for ‘riding roughshod over Mr Bishop’, ‘abusing the library facilities’ and was told that I was now suspended from College. I started crying, because by then I was totally fed up with the constant aggro and baseless accusations from Pam Sellars and her mates and I yelled ‘but I haven’t done anything, it was Clare and she has told Mr Bishop that it was her’. JC Miles looked mortified and said ‘I wasn’t told that’. So I told him to speak to Clare and Bishop for confirmation. By now, I had missed the last bus back to my house, so JC Miles ended up giving me a lift home. He changed his approach completely, he was friendly, chatty, talked about university and poetry and we discussed Descartes. When he dropped me off, he told me to go and see him again the following week, because he would ‘take a personal interest’ in my progress.

When I next went into College, it was all over that I had been spotted by the caretaker – a friend of Pam Sellars’s – being escorted off the premises and herded into JC Miles’s car. So it was even a bigger shock when everyone found out that I hadn’t been put in prison, I had been given a lift home and had enjoyed a conversation about philosophy.

Graham Bishop never came near me again, although I did not receive an apology. I sat my A levels a few weeks later and ended up doing quite well in them. Indeed the biggest laugh of all was that I was one of the highest performers, my name appeared in the ‘Bridgwater Mercury’ and when JC Miles went to give a speech at Chilton school in September, he mentioned their former star pupil, me. I was, I understand, described by JC Miles as ‘a very nice girl’.

Now then Dafydd, WHERE did this account of my insanity at Bridgwater College come from? I had no more contact with the Bridgwater College lecturers after I was declared – ON STAGE IN FRONT OF AN AUDIENCE! – to be a ‘very nice girl’.

JC Miles is now dead, so we can’t ask him. Graham Bishop, while I was still at university I think, became the Principal of some sort of educational establishment outside of Somerset, but I can’t remember where. C.A. will have retired years ago and the last that I heard, he had moved away from Somerset.

 

Here’s a bit more context regarding why I have been asked to publicise this utter silliness.

There was at least one teacher at Chilton who was known to be abusing children. His misconduct was ignored. His wife had formerly been married to a leading light in the Tory Party in Somerset and when she was younger her difficulties were such that she had a child who was removed from her care. Her husband, would you believe, made a bet with another teacher when I was still at that school, that I would ‘end up as a prostitute, in prison or in a mental hospital’.

Can readers guess who those worms were in contact with? They knew where I had gone to university, because one of them, unbelievably, had posed as a friend to me, my father and my uncle and had kept in contact with us after I moved to north Wales. He split up from his wife after I left Somerset and remarried a truly vile PE teacher from Chilton. I was told that they were caught having sex together in the gym on one occasion. I received an e mail from this man’s daughter the other day, demanding to know why I had described her father as a ‘nasty wolf in sheep’s clothing’ on this blog. She has been given the full details behind my rationale, which I will not be publishing on this blog.

Now. Anyone want to make any more statements about me being dangerous? Or are you all going to shut up at last?

 

I have been told that there was an abuse ring operating in Somerset when I lived there. It wasn’t anything like as bad as the ring in north Wales, but I am told that there definitely was one, that it was linked with the gang in north Wales and rings in other parts of the country and the whole bloody lot of them got together when I refused to shut up about Gwynne the lobotomist and Dafydd because they feared that Brown and I would blow the whole thing open.

I mentioned on a previous post that when I was twelve, I used to visit a farm worker who lived down the lane and help him with his goats. I have been told that he was a paedophile. He never touched me or attempted to, but he did say some things that he probably should not have said to a 12 yr old. As an adult I take the view that he was probably a rather sad man and I’m not going to exaggerate any of his actions. He was however dealing in drugs and I’ve been told that some of those who visited his house were undercover officers and that I was filmed in his house. Because policing priorities were drugs, this man’s interest in me was ignored. He left Somerset when I was 14 and went to live in Wales. I have no idea where. I have been told that he had a connection to the paedophile rings in Wales and when I fell into the hands of Dafydd et al, my link to this man was known and noted.

I couldn’t imagine why this man, Stuart, would have been one of Dafydd’s gang. Stuart was a farm worker, there’d be no rich pickings for Dafydd with Stuart. However Brown has told me that gangs employ ‘spotters’ and Stuart might have been one of them. Furthermore, although Stuart never tried to molest me, the drug squad in Somerset was utterly corrupt and Brown suggested that Stuart may have been working for corrupt officers, or began working for them to save his own skin and that might be why he gave my name to the gang in Wales.

One thing that has occurred to me now that I’ve been told that info relating my time at Bridgwater College was gathered by Dafydd et al, was the horror of JC Miles and other Bridgwater big wigs at events in 1981 at the ‘Bridgwater College discos’ in the Town Hall. The discos did originate with Bridgwater College, but they also proved popular among other people, including a group of exploitative young men who began attending the discos to pick up younger girls. These young men used to hang out in a pub called the Mansion House in Bridgwater. They were in their mid-20s to early-30s and had been kicked out of polys and universities so returned to Bridgwater to impress the teenagers with their knowledge of the world. They weren’t what I would consider to be sex offenders, they were just a bit daft and pretentious, but on their heels came some really dodgy characters. Things began getting more and more out of hand at the discos, until at one, there was literally a gang bang in the bogs, held by a 15 yr old girl who was what would now be described as a victim of grooming. The gang bang turned into a violent punch-up when it was discovered that one of the men in the queue was the teenager’s ‘boyfriend’. The ensuing scene was quite something for Bridgwater, the police arrived and could hardly believe what had been going on and local people were horrified at what ‘Bridgwater College students’ had been doing. There were hardly any Bridgwater College students at the disco in question, the students had stopped attending because the events had been hijacked by roughnecks.

Poor old JC Miles couldn’t cope at all with the thought that the name of Bridgwater College had been associated with such an event and the discos were stopped. So then ‘Town Hall discos’ were held, which really were something…

 

Knowing Dafydd, I expect that he drafted a statement in which it was stated that I had organised the gang bang. Well I’m sorry to disappoint you Dafydd, but I wasn’t even there. One of my friends was, which was how I heard about it. I have been to about eight discos in my entire life. One was at Fiddington Village Hall, one was at Holford Youth Club, one was at Cannington Village Hall, one was the birthday party of a friend at Bridgwater College and the others were parties at Bangor University. So it is plain just what a life of disco-heavy excess that I have led.

 

The ‘sensible girl’ with whom I was friends at Bridgwater College went to study medicine at the Welsh National School of Medicine in Cardiff and is now a consultant surgeon. I lost touch with her after Dafydd et al came after me. There are suspicions that they nobbled her, but I have not been given evidence. She did know about, even as a medical student, serious wrongdoing at the University Hospital, Cardiff, as did the man who later became her brother-in-law, who was also a medical student at the Welsh National School of Medicine. Brown’s best friend from Haygrove/Bridgwater College became a Top Doctor as well, he went to Westminster Hospital Medical School and now works as a Top Doctor in Somerset. I really do hope that those two friends of ours did not become corrupted, they definitely were not when they entered medical school.

Another student from Bridgwater College who knew me but only vaguely – he was in the year below me – went to do medicine at Southampton and is now a consultant obstetrician/gynaecologist, Bruce Ramsay. He was friends with one of the Top Doctors who was working at St George’s when I worked there, that particular Top Doctor becoming notorious after he told one of my colleagues that ‘I don’t have sex with medical students because it isn’t a woman’s place to be a doctor, I just have sex with nurses’.

‘Ah, your life in their hands, the doctors and nurses they were wonderful.’

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I have been told that there are concerns that Bruce Ramsay may have been involved in smearing me, but I have been given no firm evidence that he did. Bruce Ramsay will certainly remember Pam Sellars, him pointing out her numerous mistakes in front of the rest of the class provided endless entertainment for her victims.

I have mentioned previously on this blog that a number of girls whom I knew at school and Bridgwater College went into nursing. I have been told that some of them knew what happened to me in north Wales and that possibly, one of them, Ruth Moore, used the information for her own benefit. Ruth’s family lived in the same village as Brown’s parents and knew Brown’s mum well. I wrote to Ruth for a few years after we left Somerset. The last letter that I wrote to Ruth was written just after I’d been forced out of my job at St George’s, when Dafydd et al were in full cry. Ruth had just got married and was living near Nottingham. Where of course I had encountered massive research fraud and wrongdoing just three years previously (see post ‘Oh Lordy, It’s CR UK’). Ruth was working as a nurse tutor by then, which was a bit weird because when we wrote to each other before I went to work for the Cancer Research Campaign Laboratories at  Nottingham University, Ruth told me that she’d had enough of nursing, that there was much wrong with the profession and that she was going to go into primary teaching. Ruth trained at one of the London hospitals which was crawling with corruption – I think it was either Hammersmith or Great Ormond Street Hospital.

Ruth is now ‘Network Manager/Lead Nurse at Staffordshire, Shropshire & Black Country Neonatal Operational Delivery Network’. That’s the Staffordshire/Shropshire/Black Country which hosted an paedophile gang with links to Dafydd and of course the Staffordshire which has the lethal, dangerous NHS. Ruth’s Linked In indicates that she’s come a long way since she received my last letter in 1991:

University of Derby, BSc Advanced Nursing Practice, 1999-01; Acting Senior Educator, Nottingham Neonatal Service, 2000-02; Mid-Trent Neonatal Network Practice Development Co-Ordinator, 2002-04.

In 2012, Ruth-less did a Masters course at Birmingham City University in the Social Care Assessment of Vulnerable Wimmin!

Would you like Brown and me to send you some of our publications on the ways in which the NHS and social care services assist and collude with the abuse of vulnerable wimmin Ruth-less?

 

Other observations re my days at Bridgwater College. At one point, one of the lecturers asked one of my friends if she’d like a babysitting job, because he had friends who wanted a babysitter. She said yes and began babysitting. After a few weeks she told me that she was really worried, because the man whom she was baby sitting for – who was married – had starting making moves towards her and had made it very clear that he expected sex as well as babysitting from her. She had decided that she was going to leave the job, but didn’t know whether she ought to tell the lecturer who had sought her out to babysit. She wasn’t under 16, but she did feel massively pressurised and she had no idea whether the Bridgwater College lecturer knew that his friend did this sort of thing. I don’t think that she did ever tell the lecturer what his friend expected in addition to the babysitting.

There was one married lecturer at Bridgwater College who had a relationship with a student, not a mature student either. JC Miles was horrified and told him to end it. The lecturer concerned didn’t like JC Miles, continued the relationship and from then on was as rude as possible in public to JC Miles. Bridgwater was a small place and the wife of the lecturer concerned was known to many staff and students and was incredibly upset about her husband’s conduct.

 

Not long after I left Bridgwater College, a new member of staff arrived who later became a big name in education. I never met her, but I heard a lot about her because Brown’s mum at one point was working as a lecturer for the summer schools at Bridgwater College and knew this person quite well. The person in question was a domestic science teacher called Maxine Room. Brown’s mum maintained that Maxine was a real problem. She was a work-place bully, she toadied to powerful people – by this time, Bridgwater College had expanded greatly, so it would be worth Maxine’s while ingratiating herself to people at the top of the organisation – and Maxine was not above lying to the senior managers for her own gain. There were also suspicions that Maxine was either having a relationship with one of her bosses or allowing him to think that she would be available for one. The thing that really pissed Brown’s mum off was that Maxine was such a princess that the whole summer school timetable had to be planned for Maxine’s convenience, Maxine refusing to work weekends or evenings. So Brown’s mum had to do those slots. Maxine also enjoyed making comments about a lady of Mrs Brown’s learning driving such an old wreck of a car.

I forgot all about Maxine Room until about ten years ago when a friend who was working at an incredibly troubled FE college in Keighley told me that the college had now been merged and was part of a super-college and the new Principal used to work at Bridgwater College. It was Maxine. I rolled around laughing and said ‘that’s the cookery teacher who was so awful to Brown’s mum’. Imagine my surprise when my friend said that Maxine was well-connected with New Labour in Westminster and was expected to end up as Lady Maxine. I got out the smelling salts at that point. The new super-college was highly dysfunctional and was mired in scandal within months but it didn’t stop Maxine. Maxine bagged another job, as the Principal of an even bigger super-college in Lewisham. It was after that when the wheels came off Maxine’s bandwagon. Maxine hit the headlines of the educational press as the first super-head of an FE college to lose her job after a truly terrible inspection report.

I googled Maxine a while ago. She was calling herself Dr Maxine Room – she shouldn’t have been, because she only had an honorary doctorate – and had of course set up her own ‘consultancy’. Upon receiving her honorary doctorate from Bristol University, Maxine gave an inspiring speech about being an inspirational Black Woman Leader who’s old mum and gran told her that education was the route to success so Little Black Maxine became a cookery teacher. Maxine’s narrative was a sort of less traumatised version of that of Constance Briscoe aka Miss Pissabed, an Inspirational Black Woman friend of Michael Mansfield’s, who was the First Inspirational Black Woman Judge in the UK who specialised in child protection and mental health and who subsequently went to prison for perverting the course of justice.

Maxine now features on the website of the Helena Kennedy Foundation, which tells us that:

Maxine is an experienced Chief Executive and strategic leader who was appointed Principal and Chief Executive of Lewisham College in September 2009. Lewisham College was awarded Learning and Skills Beacon status in 2004 and gained a Beacon Award for the strength of its links with employers in 2007.

Previously Maxine held the post of Principal and Chief Executive of Park Lane College, Leeds. Followings its merger with Keighley College in 2007, this college grew to over 38000 students.  Maxine was instrumental in instigating the merger of three colleges in Leeds to form the Leeds City College and became the Principal of Park Lane Campus, Leeds City College before moving to Lewisham. Prior to taking up the post in Leeds, Maxine was Principal of Swansea College.

Maxine has always worked in further education and is passionate about education, training and skills and equality and diversity.  She has a vast experience of the business of further education including curriculum and quality, employer engagement, community development, merger and capital build.   Maxine’s career started in teaching at Bridgwater College, Somerset and progressed to management roles there and at Filton College, Bristol before taking up the post at Swansea. As a Principal of a large inner-city college serving a diverse and multi-cultural population, Maxine represents the institution on a number of groups and Boards including the 157 Group, London Capital Colleges and is a Board member for the Northern Ballet Theatre.  Maxine is a mentor for the Black Leadership Initiative.

So it’s the usual story of Inspirational Leadership then:

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I keep forgetting one major factor whenever people tell me that what happened during my days in Somerset did matter when Dafydd et al came after me. It is that Gary Glitter lived in Somerset for a long time, he lived at Wedmore. Gary Glitter was known to be abusing children for years before the law caught up with him and it wasn’t that Gary Glitter was having sex with girls two days before their 16th birthdays either. Gary Glitter committed serious offences against girls as young as eight. I used to hear stories from Somerset about Gary Glitter having traumas and attempting suicide. I am wondering if, as in the case of George Thomas aka Lord Tonypandy, Gary Glitter’s distress was linked to enquiries about his activities with children and his fears that he was about to be caught.

Dafydd’s mate and protector Professor Robert Owen (see post ‘In Memoriam – Professor Robert Owen’) had a daughter who lived/lives in Somerset, not that far from Wedmore and Ian Dunbar, the tame Prison Service Regional Director who was used to conceal the fact that Risley Remand Centre was full of kids from the north Wales children’s homes and Dafydd’s patients when the Risley riot broke out in 1989, also lived on the Somerset levels, not a million miles away from Wedmore (see post ‘Include Me Out’).

 

 

I need to mention Bath as well. Bath was always much grander than the rest of Somerset and was inhabited by celebs, city gents and the seriously rich, long before the rest of Somerset became gentrified. Bath saw action in 1983, because it was the location of the family home of Sara Keays, Cecil Parkinson’s secretary and mistress. Parkinson resigned as Trade Secretary in Oct 1983, after it became public that Sara was expecting his baby.

Sara had been in a twelve year relationship with Parkinson and was a fully paid up Tory herself when she was unceremoniously dumped by Parkinson after she refused to have an abortion, as requested by Parkinson who had previously voted to restrict abortion rights. Sara had hoped to become a Tory MP and I think that her father, Colonel Hastings Keays, was an active Tory as well.

It was later revealed that Parkinson was going to leave his wife for Sara, but it was Thatch who persuaded him not to. Thatch banged on about Cecil’s ‘poor wife’ – well there was also a ‘poor mistress’, someone was going to get hurt unless Cecil took up polygamy which would have been rather more honourable than what he did end up doing – but it was widely suspected that Thatch was desperate not to lose old Cecil from her inner circle and wanted him back in the Cabinet again asap.

Cecil was indeed rehabilitated. On 13 June 1987 he was appointed Energy Secretary, a post he retained until 24 July 1989. One of Cecil’s Ministers at Energy was Sir Peter Morrison, who was at the time abusing kids in care in north Wales and in other locations (see post ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’). Cecil was then Secretary of State for Transport, 24 July 1989-28 Nov 1990. When William Hague became leader of the Tory Party in June 1997 – just over a year after Hague orchestrated the cover-up which was the Waterhouse Inquiry – he appointed Parkinson as Chairman of the Conservative Party, a post Parkinson held until June 1998. So Parkinson was Party Chairman while Ronnie Waterhouse took evidence from witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal and called them liars and while Dafydd and the gang busted a gut to frame me for an offence and then have me transferred to Jimmy Savile’s place of employment! Cecil Parkinson had previously been Party Chairman, 14 Sept 1981-11 June 1983.

Cecil Parkinson was an active Freemason.

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Thatch and Sara Keays believed that Parkinson was an ‘attractive, charming man’.

Cecil Parkinson

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Parkinson might have been in need of a bit more Brylcreem, he hadn’t quite equalled Gwynne the lobotomist or Ronnie Waterhouse.

 

The Keays family went into a state of shock at their treatment at the hands of Parkinson and the wider Tory Party – they were subjected to an intense smear campaign by the Party and by the Tory-supporting press. Sara’s baby Flora was born quite severely disabled. Parkinson refused to ever see Flora and never communicated with her or sent her birthday cards etc.

At the time of the revelation of Parkinson’s relationship with Sara Keays in 1983, Parkinson made much of what he described as ‘the volume of letters in support’ that he received. As numerous members of the Conservative Party attacked Keays, Edwina Currie said ‘I feel very very sorry for Cecil and his family. Most of my thoughts on Sara Keays are unprintable. Perhaps the most polite thing to say is she’s a right cow’.

Well Edwina, I wouldn’t have gone public like Sara did, domestic scraps like that are best conducted in private, but as someone who spent a considerable time shagging John Major while you were both married to other people yet preaching monogamy to the rest of the world – ‘Back To Basics’ anyone? – and more importantly as someone who knew that Peter Morrison was molesting children and that because of this, the lives of a group of young people who were witness to Dafydd et al were destroyed to save a few reputations that were most definitely not worth saving, I’m not sure that you were in a position to denounce anyone as a cow.

Edwina was also at the scene of the crime when her colleague in the Dept of Health, Trumpers, appointed Jimmy Savile to a management position in Broadmoor, a position for which Edwina knew that Savile was unsuitable (see post ‘Socio-Political Context Of The North Wales Mental Health Services In The 1980s’). However Edwina is on record as saying that although Savile was a nasty piece of work, he did promise Thatcher’s Gov’t that he’d threaten and blackmail the Angels staffing Broadmoor into ceasing their massive fiddles and embezzling.

Why might those Angels at Broadmoor have been so uncontrollable? Er, how about the knowledge that they would have had that many of their ‘dangerous’ patients were nothing of the sort but were people who had been molested by social workers, Top Docs, celebrities and even politicians?

 

In 2002, Channel 4 made a documentary about Sara and Flora, in which Flora spoke about the father who refused to have anything to do with her. If I was Sara I wouldn’t have wasted my breath telling Flora about the old hypocrite, whatever use would a father like him have been. I’m not sure that Cecil was much more use to the children whom he fathered with his wife whom he did acknowledge. One of their daughters, Mary, developed serious drug problems and became involved in prostitution. She was found dead last year, at 57 yrs old.

 

The artist Graham Ovenden who was eventually jailed for a series of sexual assaults on children ( see post ‘The Village’) founded the movement The Brotherhood of Ruralists, some of whom were based in Somerset, including in the Bath area.

 

The MP for Bath, 1979-92, was Chris Patten aka Lord Patten of Barnes, who’s many conflicts of interest have previously been detailed on this blog. The good burghers of Bath must have seen through Patten eventually because in 1992, they voted in the Lib Dem Don Foster instead.

Don Foster’s biography is as incriminating as Chris Patten’s. Foster was born in Preston and attended the Lancaster Royal Grammar School before studying at that hotbed of paedophiles and their friends, Keele University, graduating in 1969. Foster received the Cert Ed in the same year and  received an MEd from Bath University in 1981.

Don Foster was a science teacher at Sevenoaks School in Kent in 1969, before his appointment as Avon Education Authority’s Science Project Director in 1975 and as a Lecturer in Education at  Bristol University in 1980, before being engaged as a management consultant with Pannell Kerr Forster, from 1989 until his election to the Commons.

Foster was a founder member of the Avon Liberal Democrats and was elected as a Councillor on Avon County Council in 1981. He was the SDP-Liberal Alliance Group Leader, 1981–86. Don also served as the county’s Education Committee Chairman and remained a Councillor until 1989.

Dr Death was personally known to some of the Top Docs in north Wales who were facilitating the abuse gang.

Foster was the Liberal Democrat Spokesman for Education under the leadership of Paddy Ashdown, 1992-99.

Paddy knew about Jeremy Thorpe, about Cyril Smith and almost certainly others. Paddy knew at least one person from Somerset who knew what happened to me in north Wales (see post ‘Those Who Are Ready To Serve’).

In Jan 2014 Don Foster announced that he would stand down as an MP at the following General Election.

Foster’s is a member of Amnesty and the Child Poverty Action Group, both causes which attract paedophiles’ friends and he is also a supporter of WaterAid. 

Foster was nominated for a peerage in 2015, despite having previously favoured abolition of the Lords. When accused of hypocrisy, Foster stated: ‘I want to get rid of [the House of Lords] and the only way [to do that]…is having people there who will do just that.’

Well you’re all doing a fantastic job of getting the Lords a dreadful reputation Don, but there’s no sign of it actually disappearing off the face of the earth yet. Why not invite Dafydd to join you all in there, you might as well take it to extremes. 

 

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Previous posts have mentioned that Bristol was a hot-spot for paedophiles’ friends, what with Dr DGE Wood’s family of Top Doctors being based there and Wood himself being an alumnus of Bristol University, along with Lord David Hunt, who is a Bristol law graduate and who spent a few years post-graduation involved in Tory politics in the West Country.

We should not forget that other Top Doctor, Liam Fox, who has been the Tory MP for north Somerset since 1992. Liam’s more questionable activities, including those with Adam Werritty, which no-one ever quite got to the bottom of, have featured previously on this blog. I am more interested in Fox serving as PPS to Home Secretary Michael Howard, June 1993-94. It was during that time that Michael Howard ruined Mary Wynch, after Mary had won her case against Dafydd et al  (see post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’). Michael Howard must have been really impressed with Liam’s abilities, because when Howard was leader, Liam Fox was Chairman of the Tory Party, 2003-05. When the paedophiles’ friends had yet another go at imprisoning me, this time for ‘threatening to kill’. No evidence once again, just at least eight NHS staff perjuring themselves. The case collapsed on the first day of the trial. Nonetheless, the corrupt judge Huw Daniel issued a restraining order against me that was unlawful and legally invalid. He also told lies to the press and those lies were faithfully repeated in the media. Days after the case collapsed, someone forged a certificate of indictment stating that I’d pleaded guilty to ‘violent disorder’. The PNC was also unlawfully amended to show a fabricated criminal record against my name. There was an attempt to strike me off the teaching register, but a junior Minister cleared my name. He was subsequently named in the media as ‘having let paedophiles remain on the teaching register’. There has been no investigation into any of this.

Liam Fox is a member of the Royal College of GPs. With whom Dr DGE Wood has held senior office for decades.

Michael Howard is a barrister from west Wales, where a trafficking gang linked to Dafydd’s gang operated. Howard is married to the former model Sandra Paul. Who, in her heyday, socialised with many of the celebs and VIPs who were known to be utilising the services of vulnerable young people working in the sex industry. Sandra’s first husband was Robin Douglas-Home, the nephew of the former PM Alec Douglas-Home. Robin’s affair with Princess Margaret took place at the time of his split from Sandra. Robin committed suicide three years after his fling with Princess Margaret (see post ‘An Appalling Vista’). Margaret’s husband Lord Snowdon was the bisexual, drug using son of a Welsh Top Doctor. Snowdon used to visit the Caernarfon area and it is alleged that when he was younger he used the services of rent boys. When he was elderly, Snowdon’s mistress was Marjorie Wallace, the Top Doc’s wife and ‘mental health campaigner’ who’s campaigning was directed at incarcerating dangerous mental patients and ensuring that Top Doctors involved in the abuse of vulnerable people were allowed to continue unhindered. I wrote to Marjorie giving her full details of the abuses at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh in the late 1980s. I did not receive a reply. See post ‘One Dangerous Fucker’.

 

I have been told that it might be worth mentioning the names of two other people who were at Bridgwater College with me, although no-one has told me that they were used to smear me. The concern is that Neil Hamilton, Aberystwyth law graduate and the Tory MP for Tatton, 1983-97, who socialised with Sir Peter Morrison and who lost his seat after the Ian Greer Associates lobbying scandal – with which Morrison was also involved – may have encountered them. The two students were Sally Sparks and Christine Skeats, who both went to Hatfield Poly in the early 1980s, while Hamilton taught there. Christine went into teaching and I think that she is now a Headteacher in England somewhere. Christine’s mum knew Brown’s mum, they lived in the same village and it is likely that Christine might have known what was happening to me as Dafydd et al did everything possible to protect Peter Morrison…

 

I have mentioned before on this blog that I have been asked by people what the illness that I experienced which took me into the hands of the paedophiles’ friends actually was. I am of the opinion that when I was much