Rab, High Table and the Founding Fathers

A reader of this blog has sent me the Report of the Home Office Research Unit, June 1974 – when Roy Jenkins was Home Secretary – summarising current and past projects funded by the Home Office Research Unit as far back as the mid 1950s. This Report is certainly an interesting document but there is not the capacity on this blog to write as much as I’d like to about the research summarised. What is very clear from the Report is that for many years, the Home Office Research Unit had been conducting research into children’s social services, the psychiatric system, detox units, prisons and remand centres, borstals, approved schools, the Probation Service, the parole system and the practices of the police. Even if those researchers were of mediocre quality – and I imagine that some of them were – they could not have missed the large scale abuse of vulnerable people within the systems that they were researching. Research projects included investigating: who were the clients of prostitutes; why children and young people were attempting suicide or running away from approved schools and borstals; the histories of teenaged girls in Borstals and women in prison; narcotics users in detox units and prisons; and the workings of legislation relating to children, young people and prisoners deemed to be mentally ill. The Home Office Research Unit will have stumbled upon Dafydd and the gang repeatedly. Which might be why some of those being commissioned by the Home Office Research Unit to conduct the research were associates of Dafydd et al.

The Home Office Research Unit was established in 1957 under Macmillan’s Home Secretary Rab Butler. After the Children and Young Persons Act 1963, the Unit’s responsibilities were extended to matters relating to child care and adoption and extended again in the wake of the Race Relations Act 1968 and the Misuse of Drugs Act 1971. Universities and academics were invited to apply for grant funding from the Unit.

The Home Office Research Unit acted as a liaison between the Home Office and Social Work Group and the Scottish Home and Health Dept. Throughout many of the years that this Unit was in operation, there were at least two civil servants at the very top of the Home Office who were corrupt and colluding with serious crime – Barbara Kahan and Bing Spear. Kahan was a social worker based in Oxfordshire for much of her life who colluded with the most serious abuse of children throughout her career and was appointed as the Home Office’s Deputy Chief Inspector of the Children’s Dept in 1970, under Heath’s Home Secretary Reginald Maudling. When the remit for childcare moved to the DHSS in 1971, Barbara moved with it and became adviser to the then Secretary of State of the DHSS, Keith Joseph (see post ‘Always On The Side Of The Children’). Bing Spear spent years as the mandarin responsible for the supervision of the prescription of Class A drugs in the Home Office’s Drugs Branch. Spear seems to have been an addict himself and was undoubtedly facilitating the sale of Class A drugs by Top Doctors like Ann Dally and Dafydd (see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’). Bing Spear and Sir Peter Morrison were most conveniently found dead just four days apart in July 1995, as decisions were supposedly being taken by John Major’s Gov’t as to whether to hold a Public Inquiry into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. The decision to hold the Inquiry and to appoint Ronnie Waterhouse as Chair had obviously been taken by then because Ronnie had altered his retirement plans and was on manoeuvres, as was the well-camouflaged paedophiles’ friend Professor Eric Sunderland, former VC of UCNW (Bangor University). And of course Dafydd had finally ‘retired’, but he hadn’t, business had simply been re-routed through his charidee CAIS and the North Wales Hospital Denbigh had closed down, except that it hadn’t, parts of it were still up and running but no-one was told. Then there had been the recent musical chairs at the very top of the Welsh Office, with Secretaries of State coming and going and paedophiles’ friend Lord David Hunt just taking over for a few days whilst all the crime was concealed as best as it could be.

 

Some of the work commissioned by the Unit was conducted by people who were already big names, such as the now discredited Prof H.J. Eysenck and his wife Sybil of the Institute of Psychiatry, who conducted research on the ‘personality of offenders’, 1971-74. Dafydd, Tony Francis, Professor Bob Woods and many more passed through the Institute of Psychiatry during their ‘training’. Eysenck was there for years, Dafydd et al will have known him even if they didn’t work with his team. Many people named in the Home Office Research Unit’s June 1974 Report have disappeared without trace, some became well-known but are now names from a previous era, whereas a few are still highly influential today or have only relatively recently died.

This Report exemplifies why there are such problems with the care and treatment of vulnerable people, including those who end up in the criminal justice system. If one takes the time to read some of the other research published by some of those named in this Report, it comprises some of the most notorious ‘research’ conducted during the latter half of the 20th century, for example the experiments on ‘neurotics’ with sodium amytal. Such experiments at Aston Hall Hospital were a smokescreen for the most serious abuse of children by the Top Doctor who ran that institution. It was an Aston Hall survivor who sent me the Report – they have also told me that the report of the police investigation into Aston Hall is due to be published later this month. The people who abused children, patients and prisoners in the name of this lame, poor quality research trained the generation of researchers and practitioners who are just retiring now ie. those who were responsible for educating and training today’s researchers and practitioners.

 

The more critically minded students were able to see through the terrible practices of their mentors, but a frighteningly high proportion of those students were not critically minded and were taught laughable theory and inducted into very bad practice.

This was a problem in the School of Psychology at UCNW. Professor Fergus Lowe, who led the regime there for decades, was known to lie, cheat and plagiarise. Some psychologists walked away from Fungus and Bangor because of this, but a great many didn’t, they learned – or didn’t learn – at the knee of Fungus. Thus this ‘world leading department’ contained more than a few researchers who did not adhere to basic protocol. The School of Psychology used to recruit a lot of people to participate in the PhD students’ experiments and I and two friends of mine volunteered for this in about 2005. The students didn’t know that two of us held postgraduate qualifications in science subjects ourselves and they responded to us as they did to other participants. They were rude, arrogant and patronising while we watched them make elementary mistakes. Midway through one trial which involved me hitting a computer key in response to images flashing on the screen in front of me, the keyboard provided for the participants was changed. The substitute keyboard was of a completely different design and it was a design that I had not seen before. As I grappled with the new keyboard, the PhD student looked at me contemptuously and commented that I probably wasn’t intelligent enough to participate in this trial. I explained to him that I had been given a different keyboard. He stated that didn’t matter. Yes it did you idiot, it is called ‘alerting the variables during the course of the trial’ and it is something that one never does. I demanded the return of the original keyboard and after much aggro it arrived. I completed the experiment while Mr Fuckwit looked on in amazement.

My two friends who participated in trials with Fungus’s minions had similar experiences, but with added extras, having taken part in many more trials than I did. They noted serious breaches of ethics as well as flaws in methodology. I knew these friends from my days in Bethesda, when the Top Docs and paedophiles’ friends had me arrested constantly and tried to set fire to my house. They had lived in the same village as me and witnessed what was going on. One of them died some years ago. He had a long-standing heart condition with which he had lived for many years, which was known to the GPs at Bethesda surgery. He had a non-fatal heart attack at home one evening and his wife rang the GP on call, Dr Nicky Heinersdorff. Heinersdorff refused to attend her patient’s home, although Nicky Heinersdorff lived just up on the hill behind Rachub, about half a mile away from the house of the man who had the heart attack. His wife had to ring an ambulance for help. By the time that the ambulance arrived, my friend was unconscious. He died in hospital a couple of weeks later without ever regaining consciousness. Heinersdorff’s negligence was the talk of Bethesda but there was no investigation.

This man’s death was yet another death of someone who knew about the paedophile gang and what it was doing to victims, who also knew some of what was going on in the School of Psychology under Fungus and who many years ago had been a student of Prof Greig-Smith, the botanist at UCNW who worked with the spouses of some of the paedophile gang and who knew Prof Edred Henry Corner, the botanist who was the uncle of Douglas Hurd. Hurd was Home Secretary, 1985-89 and colluded with the crimes of Dafydd et al (see post ‘Additional Security Measures’).

It really is quite striking as to who pegs out when a Top Doctor refuses to do their job.

 

I have mentioned in previous posts that when I was an undergrad, a lot of my friends were postgrad students at UCNW in zoology or plant biology. I was friends with a number of students on the MSc Ecology degree at Bangor, which was at the time considered the leading course of its kind. Prof Greig-Smith led the course and even the keenest and most able students complained bitterly about Greig-Smith’s deep unpleasantness and the lack of student support. One such student was an Oxford zoology graduate called Adrian Barnett. Adrian had been a member of the Exploration Society at Oxford and had done the David Livingstone bit and had hacked through jungles. During the course of his adventures, Adrian had contracted malaria which is of course recurring. Adrian would be spotted shaking and sweating around the University and in lectures and would be cheerfully ignored by the staff, while the students said to each other ‘oh it’s Adrian’s malaria again’.

Adrian knew my friend Anne who was killed by the paedophiles’ friends in spring 1986 and I think that Adrian knew what was happening to me at the hands of the Top Doctors as well.

Adrian didn’t end up with an MSc from Greig-Smith, he was given a Post-Grad Diploma instead. I can’t remember whether Adrian was just given the booby prize or whether he opted for it by leaving the course early. There was such dissatisfaction with Greig-Smith that students did talk of leaving without hanging around for their MSc. Adrian later went to Surrey University in Roehampton to do a PhD in Primatology, but he didn’t get that either.

Not that any of this has held Adrian back. He has spent many years exploring Central and South America, including the Andes and the Amazon, as well as West Africa. Adrian now styles himself as a rainforest ecologist and works at the Instituto Nacional de Pesquisas da Amazonia.

Adrian’s career highlights include:

Research Associate, Department of Anthropology, California Academy of Sciences, San Francisco, California, USA: Public Lecturer: Los Angeles, London and Philadelphia zoos; Royal Geographical Society; British Museum of Natural History; Oxford, Cambridge and London Universities, Universities of California Berkeley and Pennsylvania and others; Senior Research Officer, Friends of the Earth England, Tropical Rainforest Campaign, 1991-93; Environmental Journalist, 1986-present: BBC Radio 4, 5 and BBC World Service Radio (Over 600 appearances and presentations.) Children’s educational radio: presenter of ‘Animal Talk’ and 2 years as resident scientist on the ‘Mark Curry Morning Show’. ‘BBC Wildlife’ magazine, ‘Earth’ magazine, ‘The Guardian’, ‘The Times’, ‘New Scientist’ magazine. Royal Geographical Society-Shell UK Rainforest Education Pack, Maraca Rainforest ProjectPartner, Akodon Ecological Consulting, 1996-present. Staff, Philadelphia Academy of Natural Sciences, Education Department, 1998-99. Staff, The Franklin Institute Science Museum, 1998-99. Resident Faculty, International Honors Program in Global Ecology, 1992-96. Expedition team leader, 1999, for the Wildlife Conservation Society mammal survey. 

Scientific societiesFellow, Royal Geographical Society. Scientific Fellow, Zoological Society of London. Member, American Society of Mammalogists; American Society of Physical Anthropologists; Neotropical Bird Club; Primate Society of Great Britain.

Adrian’s success is certainly impressive when one considers how many degrees that he failed to complete and how sought after opportunities in ecology in exotic places are. Zoologists and botanists of Adrian’s generation with career-orientated parents were very used to receiving grief from their mums and dads about their terrible prospects if they insisted on wasting their talents studying flora and fauna.

Jobs with the BBC as naturalists are damn near impossible to bag. David Attenborough landed one, but then his dad was Principal of University College Leicester, an institution which concealed a VIP paedophile ring (see post ‘Gwlad y Menig Gwynion’) and of course Terry Nutkins and Chris Packham landed such jobs, although I don’t know how, particularly as Chris Packham keeps telling everyone that he was seriously dysfunctional and autistic. Bill Oddie of course succeeded, the Bill Oddie who was part of the Footlights tribe, along with Graham Chapman, a Top Doctor who molested young boys and was a friend of one of those who gave thousands of quid to people in Somerset who knew what was happening to me in north Wales (see post ‘Upper Class Twit Of The Year – Shooting Themselves’) and of course Jonathan Miller, a Top Doctor who was the son of a Top Doctor, who knew damn well what Dafydd et al were up to (see post ‘The International Language Of Screaming’). Jonathan’s son William worked at the BBC with my friend, when a gangster went after my friend, before the BBC forced my friend out of his job (see post ‘The Turn Of The Screw’).

So when Adrian’s CV arrived on the desk of Jimmy Savile’s employer and of course the employer of Esther, who did not reply when I wrote to her and told her of Dafydd’s abuses in the late 1980s, what outstanding features did Adrian’s CV have out of the hundreds that the BBC would have received? Er – UCNW, Ecology, 1986 perhaps?? AAAARGGGH – we’ve either got to kill him or give him a job…

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Mark Curry used to present ‘Blue Peter’ and later in his career he starred in the TV series ‘Doctors’. I do hope that Val, John and Pete weren’t linked to Dafydd as well. I wasn’t one of these people who believed that my childhood had been stolen when Savile was unmasked as a sex offender, because I didn’t waste time with ‘Jim’ll Fix It’, I hated the weird old creep and years later, after falling into the clutches of Dafydd and the paedophiles, I knew that there was no innocent explanation when Savile was appointed manager of Broadmoor particularly as I had heard that Savile was a child abuser even if no-one at the BBC had. However I did like Val, John and Pete and of course Shep and the other pets and it would be a great disappointment if it were to become known they they too hobnobbed with a gang of paedophiles. If anyone has info that they did, please let me know and Brown and I will reconstruct the tale in the style of that popular ‘Blue Peter’ feature ‘John Nettleton Tells The Story’. It’ll make a change from The Life Of Mozart which was what John Nettleton was usually narrating.

 

To return to the June 1974 Home Office Research Unit Report. Many people working for the Home Office Research Unit, either directly as staff of the Unit or as researchers in universities who had received funding from the Unit, will have known about Jimmy Savile as well as Dafydd and the gang. These researchers were working with the group who were targeted by sex offenders – young people deemed to be troublesome. They could not have failed to have noticed what had happened and what was happening to some of their research participants.

The Director of the Home Office Research Unit, 1972-83, was John Croft. Croft was in post throughout the incumbencies of Home Secretaries Robert Carr (July 1972-March 1974); Roy Jenkins, (March 1974-Sept 1976); Merlyn Rees (Sept 1976-May 1979); Willie Whitelaw (May 1979-June 1983). Croft’s tenure may also have covered the last few months of Reginald Maudling’s time as Home Secretary and the first few months of Leon Brittan’s incumbency.

Throughout this time the Home Office was riddled with corruption. A whole series of high profile miscarriages of justice occurred, which took years to be remedied as a result of the Home Office’s flat refusal to admit the degree of wrongdoing involved. Dafydd et al did precisely what they wanted in north Wales and teenagers from children’s homes in north Wales as well as psych patients died at Risley Remand Centre without investigations taking place (see post ‘Include Me Out’).

For decades, Bryn Estyn was an approved school run by directly by the Home Office and I had thought that was the situation until Bryn Estyn became a community children’s home in Nov 1973 and was transferred to the management of Clwyd County Council. However, I have now found information from the Home Office stating that the running of approved schools was transferred from the Home Office to the DHSS in Jan 1971. Thus Bryn Estyn was managed by the DHSS from Jan 1971 until Oct 1973. So that’s how Dafydd and Lucille came to be ruling the roost there. The abuse of boys in Bryn Estyn was endemic throughout the various different regimes, but it was when the DHSS were responsible for the institution when one Head was forced out after only a short time in post and when his successor was killed in a car crash, along with his wife and young son – and the Deputy Head. That car crash provided the opportunity for Matt Arnold and Peter Howarth to take up positions at Bryn Estyn in 1973 and it was then that the place turned into basically a brothel staffed by children.

The Secretary of State for the DHSS June 1970-March 1974 was Sir Keith Joseph. In 1967 Harold Bennett who had been Head of Bryn Estyn for 26 years retired. David Ursell succeeded him. On 15 March 1971 – two months after the DHSS had assumed responsibility for Bryn Estyn – an inquiry was held into a complaint against Ursell concerning his methods of instilling discipline. In 1972 David Ursell was suspended as Head concerning complaints regarding his methods of discipline. Peter Burton was appointed Head of Bryn Estyn. In March 1973, Peter Burton and his Deputy were killed. In May 1973, Matt Arnold took over as Head and in Nov 1973, Arnold appointed his former colleague from Axwell Park Approved School in Gateshead to a position at Bryn Estyn.

Barbara Kahan was Keith Joseph’s adviser throughout these events. In my previous post ‘A Local Boy Made Good?’, I explained how when we were undergrads, Brown and I wrote to Keith Joseph in his capacity as Secretary of State for Education regarding student finance. We wrote separately, yet Joseph sent one – rather unpleasant – reply to both of us, knew that our both of our home addresses were near Bridgwater and seemed to know that we were friends. I have mentioned in previous posts how I have been given evidence that Brown and me were under surveillance by the security services, before I encountered Dafydd and the paedophiles, from my earliest days at UCNW.

It was Keith Joseph who, with Thatch, set up the Centre for Policy Studies.

Bryn Estyn was located in Wales, so of course the Welsh Office would have been the direct layer of management, below the ultimate masters at Westminster. Peter Thomas was Secretary of State for Wales while the events at Bryn Estyn concerning Headmasters were occurring. Thomas was also Chairman of the Tory Party for some of that time. Peter Thomas’s father was a solicitor from Llanrwst.

Peter Higson’s family are from Llanwrst. Higson was a clinical psychologist at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, then the manager of Denbigh, then a regional manager for the mental health services, then the Chief Executive of HIW and now Higson is the Chairman of the Betsi. Higson presides over patient harm and death wherever he is. Higson’s sister Dr Ruth Hussey is the former Chief Medical Officer of Wales.

Peter Thomas became a barrister and was a member of Middle Temple, as was Ronnie Waterhouse. Thomas and Waterhouse both worked on the corrupt Chester and Wales Circuit. Thomas was Deputy Chairman of the Cheshire Quarter Sessions, 1966-70 and Denbighshire Quarter Sessions, 1968-70. Thomas was the Tory MP for Conwy, 1951-66 and for Hendon South 1970-87. He was Secretary of State for Wales throughout Ted Heath’s time as PM. For more info re Peter Thomas, see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’.

The DHSS and the Welsh Office weren’t the only people helping Dafydd. The police and magistrates did as much as they could to assist him and the paedophiles, rather than their victims.

 

John Croft is an Honorary member of the British Criminological Society and on their website he explains that from approx 1953, he was a member of the forerunner of that Society, the Scientific Group for the Discussion of Delinquency Problems. Croft became a member of the British Criminological Society in approx 1961.

In 2015 Croft wrote a piece for the website of the Centre for Crime and Justice Studies regarding the problems of bridging the gap between research and policy. Croft mentions that when he was Director of the Home Office Research Unit, there was political resistance to acknowledging the bias against ethnic minorities in the criminal justice system. This is true, but at least Croft and others were permitted to voice their concerns regarding this matter. The serious widespread abuse of people in children’s homes, approved schools, borstals, prisons and long stay hospitals was not even acknowledged by people like Croft. Peter Morrison and his mates dropping into Bryn Estyn to have sex with the kids? Never even got a mention. Dafydd preparing young people for the sex industry in his ‘personality disorders unit’ in the North Wales Hospital (see post ‘Include Me Out’)? I don’t remember seeing any references to that, not even in the most radical of publications. I’d never have known myself if I hadn’t have heard all about it from Mary Wynch and if Dafydd hadn’t have been trying to manoeuvre me into that unit himself.

Even films like ‘Scum’ and ‘Scrubbers’ which were considered to be frighteningly frank regarding life in institutions for troubled young people didn’t show staff abusing inmates, they only portrayed volatile, unhappy inmates abusing each other. The 1994 film ‘Sin Bin’ about life in a secure psychiatric hospital was very much more realistic in that it made evident the extreme brutality towards the patients and staff whistleblowers on the part of the Angels, but even ‘Sin Bin’ couldn’t admit that the Top Doctors were facilitating such abuse. Top Docs and clinical psychologists were instead portrayed as naive idiots with no understanding of the realities of dealing with difficult dangerous patients. Sadistic Top Docs shagging the patients themselves? No sign of them.

 

Croft mentioned on the Centre for Crime and Justice Studies website that individual pieces of research rarely led to a direct change in policy, but they can influence the climate of opinion among policy makers as well as practice. Indeed Croft and his colleagues’ main achievement in their endless dishonest research was to convince politicians that places like Bryn Estyn were the proverbial holiday camps for violent terrifying young criminals, rather than repositories for youngsters with multiple vulnerabilities who were being beaten and sexually assaulted by gangs of men who either worked in those institutions or were mates with those who did. Thus the spectacle of Willie Whitelaw wobbling away banging on about short sharp shocks for young thugs when he became Home Secretary. Had Croft et al ever told the truth about what was happening in approved schools and borstals and the sort of young people who were ending up in them, no-one would have been able to claim that hardened teenaged criminals were ‘getting away with it’ in the face of daft pale pink Guardian reading social workers and criminologists.

As Director of the Unit, John Croft inherited about 50 research workers and approx 10 support staff. Before he retired in 1983, Croft was proud that he had managed to get the Unit located in the main Home Office building at Queen Anne’s Gate. So the bent researchers were sitting alongside the bent civil servants and their Ministers then. Croft was obviously following the model of the Welsh Office – all the crooks under the same roof.

The Home Office Research Unit under Croft had a Scottish arm, with a Senior Research Officer based in Edinburgh, P.J. Didcott and also had teams based in Manchester and Edinburgh. At that time, Dafydd’s mate Dr Bob Hobson had just left the Maudsley and had established an outpost of his empire at Manchester University (see post ‘The Mentor’). Dr Tony Francis was based at Manchester with Hobson, Ian Brockington et al in the 1970s, before he joined Dafydd and the gang in north Wales. Once Francis bid Manchester a fond farewell, Ian Brockington was given a Chair at Birmingham University’s Dept of Psychiatry, alongside Professor Robert Bluglass (see post ‘Ian Brockington’s Mischief’), Bluglass being Dafydd’s mate and umbrella (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’).

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It was John Croft’s Unit which was responsible for the launch of the British Crime Survey as well as the 1977 Review of the studies of screen violence and film censorship by Stephen Brody, a Principal Research Officer at the Unit. Brody’s Review was produced when paedophiles’ friend Merlyn Rees was Home Secretary and John Allen in north Wales was busy with his highly profitable side line in child porn starring kids in care.

There’s a few familiar names in Brody’s references, including Stan Cohen, Laurie Taylor and R.D. Hare. Laurie Taylor must have come across branches of the Westminster Paedophile Ring, he is yet another person who, with his CV, could not have missed it (see post ‘My Arse – It’s Tatifilarious’). Laurie’s mate Prof Dick Hobbs’s specialism is in white collar and organised crime; Dick was a friend of Lord K.O. Morgan’s late wife Jane. Lord Ken was VC of Aberystwyth University, 1989-95 and has spent his career surrounded by paedophiles’ friends, whereas Jane was a criminologist who grew up in Wrexham who’s specialism was the child victims of crime (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’). Laurie’s son Matthew is Blair’s former adviser.

R.D. Hare is the man responsible for the Hare Psychopathy Checklist, which enabled Dafydd and his ilk to spend twenty minutes failing to establish any rapport with someone whom they had unlawfully imprisoned and then by ticking a few simplistic ridiculous categories hey presto, creating a Dangerous Psychiatric Patient. Get Robert Bluglass on the blower please, a ‘second opinion’ is needed, then it’s off to Broadmoor because this particular witness has made a note of a few of the names of those involved in breaking the law on their journey here in the middle of the night. Hare went into business on a grand scale after he devised that Checklist, he started holding weekend courses for a few hundred quid – he held a few in Wales – allowing a variety of ‘professionals’ ie. social workers, Angels, Top Docs, clin psychs and other sundry paedophiles’ friends to acquire ‘training’ in diagnosing psychopaths. One journalist who got wind that something worrying was going on signed up for one of Hare’s courses and wrote a witty expose of how he was now qualified to give people the psychopath test.

It was good of that journo to expose the con, but he might be surprised to know that a great deal of ‘training’ in the field of mental health is just as farcical. The ‘therapist’ who one sees is very likely to be an Angel who has ‘trained’ in CBT or another ‘talking treatment’ over four weekends. The Mindfulness practitioner may have had just as little ‘training’ and they didn’t need any qualifications to get on the course – life experience is just as important! The only qualification that is required is a few hundred quid, Prof Mark Williams has always been quite strict about that. Oh and they don’t accept nutters either. Hergest patient? No, you’re not coming on the training course, it’s ‘not suitable’ for Hergest patients, as Mark’s colleague Judith Soulsby will confirm (see post ‘The Biggest Expert Of The Lot’).

I have yet to meet someone who has failed their course in talking treatments or Mindfulness.

Other names which made an appearance in Stephen Brody’s Review were those of Leicester University academics Prof Jim Halloran and Paul Hartmann, who were those responsible for pushing the boat out in an attempt to prevent Brown from completing his PhD (see post ‘Life In Cold Blood’). Halloran and Hartmann worked at Leicester University during the years when numerous people in that institution concealed the Leicestershire Child Abuse Scandal, which involved Frank Beck and Greville Janner (see post ‘Gwlad y Menig Gwynion’).

 

The 1974 Home Office Research Unit Report names many people as having conducted research for the Unit, so I’ll just draw attention to a few here. I’ve mentioned that the Eysencks received dosh to carry out work, but two others from the Institute of Psychiatry whose expertise was called upon were Professor T.C.N. Gibbens and Dr J.C. Gunn. Gibbens and Gunn were funded to conduct research on mentally ill people in prison, 1970-75. Top Doctor John Gunn became a very big name in terms of being a friend of Dafydd and the paedophiles and I blogged about him in my post ‘Security, Security’.

Professor Trevor Gibbens was a forensic psychiatrist who died in 1983. Gibbens was the son of a civil servant. Two of his brothers became Top Doctors, but medicine was not Trevor’s first choice as a profession. He was ‘steered’ in that direction by ‘the persuasive powers of Edward Glover and Sir Cyril Burt’ after Gibbens began a degree in history at Emmanuel College, Cambridge. I have not found out why Glover and Burt were so convinced that medicine could not do without Gibbens, but after Glover and Burt twisted Gibbens’s arm, he switched to medicine and subsequently did his clinical training at St Thomas’s Hospital.

Edward Glover was a Top Doctor and psychoanalyst who was close to Welsh psychoanalyst Ernest Jones who knew many of the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales and in Plaid, include Gwynne the lobotomist (see post ‘Feet In Chains’). Glover was co-founder of the Psychopathic Clinic (renamed the Portman Clinic in 1937) and the Institute for the Study and Treatment of Delinquency and co-founder of the British Society of Criminology aka the British Criminological Society.

Cyril Burt was the educational psychologist and geneticist who in the 1970s was accused of research fraud regarding his studies of the hereditary nature of intelligence using twins. Burt was suspected of having made up data and even the identities of the researchers who allegedly carried out the research. Burt’s name has been mud for years and he is viewed as being doubly unsavoury because of his involvement with eugenics and the use of his data to support racial theories of intelligence. However having read quite a lot about Burt’s contemporaries, it is clear that Burt was not the only person making up data, if indeed that is what he did (the matter was never resolved) and a belief in the benefits of eugenics was common throughout much of the 20th century among Top Doctors, scientists and many others. I learned about Burt’s alleged research fraud when I was 17 from a Guardian reading biology teacher who thought that Burt should be burnt at the stake, but a more salient question for me now is why was Burt exposed and his reputation ruined when so many others did rather worse? Very few of these people were kind, compassionate old buffers who wanted to Help The Poor; they were usually privileged, autocratic, arrogant, unpleasant people who saw themselves as very much more superior than the plebs upon whom they literally experimented. Their towering reputations are entirely based on the medals and prizes that they awarded each other and the obituaries written by their friends which stressed their genius.

 

At the outbreak of war in 1939 Trevor Gibbens was at the Maudsley, but as soon as it became possible, he was commissioned in the RAMC. Gibbens was posted abroad with the British Expeditionary Force, but was taken prisoner. He was directed to a prisoner of war camp where his job was to look after Russian prisoners. Gibbens and a friend attempted to escape but were caught. Gibbens was kept in solitary confinement for six weeks and was later transferred to a British POW hospital.

The website of the Royal College of Physicians tells us that ‘there can be no doubt that his experiences as a prisoner of war, and as an escapee, had a profound influence on him and were in no small measure responsible…for the deep, and lifelong sympathy he felt for the underdog. It was in fact the notes he kept of his clinical experiences in the POW hospital, where he had to cope as best he could with prison psychoses, that were to serve later as the basis of his MD thesis.’

OK, so Gibbens – who was one of those who held a senior position at the Maudsley when Dafydd ‘trained’ there, was also someone who concealed the crimes of Dafydd and who conducted dodgy research for the corrupt Home Office – was of course fully in sympathy with those on the streets and was such a whizz academically that notes compiled in a POW camp concerning the poor buggers who disintegrated under those conditions later became an MD thesis. I suspect that thesis was not particularly impressive.

After demobilisation, Gibbens was appointed as registrar at Hammersmith Hospital, where he joined the fraudsters who would do anything at all to make a name for themselves and who were given Chairs after making substantial donations to the hospital (see post ‘Interesting Facts’). There were strong links between Hammersmith Hospital/Royal Postgraduate Medical School and Top Docs in north Wales.

In 1946 Gibbens resumed his training at the Maudsley. In 1948 he was awarded a Nuffield travelling fellowship which allowed him to visit forensic institutions and prisons in the USA. On his return, he was appointed senior lecturer in forensic psychiatry at the Institute of Psychiatry located at the Maudsley. In 1967 Gibbens was appointed to the Chair of Forensic Psychiatry at the Institute. He retired in 1978 and was later appointed Emeritus Professor.

Trevor Gibbens’s ‘major research projects’ included surveys of borstal lads, of cruel parents, of the clients of prostitutes and a study of shoplifting. Gibbens’s colleagues were running paedophile and prostitution rings and removing kids from ‘cruel parents’ in order to traffick them into sex work. Furthermore they were fitting up anyone who complained for criminal offences. When I have time I will read Gibbens’s research, I imagine that it will be quite something.

Gibbens just kept on giving. He was a member of the Streatfield Committee in 1958 and a member of the Royal Commission on Penal Reform, 1964-66. In 1967 Gibbens served as President both of the British Academy of Forensic Sciences and of the International Society of Criminology. He was a member of the Parole Board, 1972-75. He acted as adviser to the World Health Organization, the Probation and After-Care Advisory Board and to the Institute for the Study and Treatment of Delinquency. Gibbens was Vice-Chairman of the Howard League for Penal Reform from 1975.

In 1950, Gibbens married Pat Mullis by whom he had three children: a daughter who qualified as a Top Doctor and two sons.

Gibbens found ‘comfort and relaxation’ with his family in his home in Dulwich – that’s the posh bit within spitting distance of the Maudsley, it’s not as if Gibbens was going to live in the slummy bit nearer to the hospital where the patients tended to reside. Not that Dulwich was sufficient for Gibbens, he later purchased a cottage in the Dordogne. John Allen owned a villa in the south of France to which he took kids in care ‘for holidays’. Dafydd held ‘clinics’ in the south of France.

Trevor Gibbens ‘left his mark on British forensic psychiatry, a mark as indelible, indeed, as the mark he made on the minds and hearts of those of us who were privileged to know him and to learn from him’.

Bless!

Well, Dafydd  – have the lambs stopped screaming?’

Da dafydd – a yw’r ŵyn wedi rhoi’r gorau i sgrechian?’

 

Drs Russell and Rebecca Dobash of Stirling University’s Dept of Sociology were listed in the Home Office’s Research Unit’s Report as carrying out research on ‘violence within the family setting’, 1974-75. Russell and Rebecca Dobash are two Americans who became leading researchers in the field of domestic violence, violence against women and men who murder women, particularly in Scotland. They will know that among the mess, false allegations are made about people by welfare professionals, that other people are sometimes pressurised into backing these false allegations up and that children involved in domestic violence are subjected to yet more abuse and violence on the part of the ‘helping professions’. They will also know that in mental health settings, patients are allowed, or even positively encouraged, to form relationships with other patients who have a history of abusive behaviour without being warned about this.

The Strathclyde University Centre for Law, Crime and Justice, listed Professors Russell and Rebecca Dobash as experts specialising in sexual killers, domestic violence, homicide, violence, gender and justice. The Professors Dobash contributed to the Future Learn course ‘Understanding Violence Against Women’ at the University of Strathclyde.

Russell Dobash received his BA and MA from Arizona State University and his PhD from Washington State University. He started his career at the University of Stirling, Scotland and moved to Cardiff University in 1992. Since 1996 he has been Professor of Criminology at the University of Manchester. He is an internationally recognised expert in the area of domestic violence. Rebecca Dobash is Professor of Social Research in Criminology in the School of Law, Manchester University. After completing her PhD at Washington State University, she went to the University of Stirling, then the University of Cardiff and finally to the University of Manchester.

Rebecca and Russell worked at Cardiff University while Dafydd and the gang wreaked havoc in north Wales and their colleagues at Cardiff University colluded with them. Cardiff University also colluded with organised child abuse in south Wales, including the crimes of George Thomas (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’).

Rebecca and Russell Dobash have won the World Congress of Victimology Award for Original Research and Publications in the area of Domestic Violence; the American Society of Criminology’s Distinguished Book Award for Comparative Research and the American Criminological Association’s August Vollmer Award; and have been visiting scholars at the University of California, Berkeley, University of Arizona, University of Melbourne and University of Sydney.

Russell and Rebecca have held fellowships and/or research grants from the Carnegie Foundation, the Rockefeller Foundation, the Fulbright Foundation, the Harry Frank Guggenheim Foundation, the ESRC, the Home Office, the Scottish Office and other Gov’t departments and served as research and policy advisers in Britain, Canada, USA, Australia and Sweden.

The volume ‘Women, Violence and Social Change’ by Rebecca and Russell Dobash ‘demonstrates how refuges and shelters stand as the core of the battered women’s movement, providing a basis for pragmatic support, political action and radical renewal. From this base movements in Britain and the United States have challenged the police, courts and social services to provide greater assistance to women. The book provides important evidence on the way social movements can successfully challenge institutions of the State as well as salutatory lessons on the nature of diverted and thwarted struggle’.
Perhaps Russell and Rebecca would like to explain why the Women’s Aid movement across the UK has never spoken out about the distressing experiences that women who suffered domestic violence then suffered at the hands of the mental health system or the ways in which their children were abused and neglected if those children entered the care system. It is often these factors which prevent women leaving abusive relationships. The ‘help’ isn’t actually there is it Russell and Rebecca? Women’s Aid has been very good at highlighting the fact that some men are violent within the home but it has never admitted that it is the abuses of welfare professionals which sometimes keeps women in the situations which Women’s Aid has lapped up so much credit in exposing. But then Women’s Aid is dependent upon Gov’t funding and it won’t be too rude about Gov’t ‘services’.
In Wales, the founder of Women’s Aid was Jane Hutt. Hutt ignored the abuse of children and vulnerable people by the state when she led Women’s Aid, she ignored it in her capacity as a Councillor for South Glamorgan County Council and the Vice-Chair of the Social Services Committee and she completely ignored even when she was Minister for Health and Social Services in the Welsh Gov’t.
In Jan 2009, Russell and Rebecca Dobash wrote the obituary of their friend and former student Kate Cavanagh for ‘The Guardian’, who ‘spent her life trying to understand extreme forms of violence in order to work towards their prevention’. In 1971 Kate enrolled at the University of Stirling, where the Dobashes were lecturers in sociology, newly arrived from the US. Kate stayed on after graduation as a research assistant to help the Dobashes with their studies of ‘battered wives’. After a one-year pilot focusing on recently opened refuges in Edinburgh and Glasgow, which became a part of the newly formed Scottish Women’s Aid, the team were granted further funding. The research collaborations and friendship lasted more than three decades. The Stirling team conducted more than 100 interviews with abused women and examined more than 12,000 police records.

In 1978, Kate joined Leicestershire County Council as an unqualified social worker and over the next eight years obtained a Master’s degree, in social work, from the University of Warwick and a Certificate of Qualification in Social Work. She was also appointed guardian ad litem (in litigation) for Derbyshire, helped establish a voluntary hostel for women with housing needs and became the authority’s first research social worker.

So Kate, a member of the crack team on violence and abuse, worked as a social worker for Leicestershire County Council which was colluding with one of the biggest paedophile rings in the UK at the time. Kate then moved on to work for Derbyshire County Council, which hosted the paedophile ring who not only supplied abusive staff to children’s homes in north Wales, but who’s Director of Social Services was John Jillings, who later led the Jillings Investigation into abuse in Clwyd children’s homes. The Jillings Report was damning, but Jillings pointedly refused to state whether he found evidence of a paedophile ring in north Wales with links to VIPs and/or paedophiles in other parts of the UK (see post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake…’). Perhaps to men in Leicestershire called Frank Beck and Greville Janner or to a gang of molesters in Derbyshire.

Kate knew nuzzing.

Kate and her partner moved to Edinburgh in 1986 and later joined her old mates at the University of Stirling as a part-time lecturer in social work. Kate also worked with the Dobashes once more, which led to the book ‘Changing Violent Men’ (2000). Kate also completed her PhD with the Dobashes at Stirling in 1998, although in 1993, she joined the University of Glasgow, where she remained for 15 years, first as a lecturer and then as a senior lecturer in social work, before returning to Stirling in 2004 as a senior lecturer in social work.

While Kate was at Glasgow, with the Dobashes, she undertook a study of the murders of children by examination of more than 800 cases of men and women convicted of murder, as well as 200 in-depth interviews with men and women serving life in prison. The resulting publications included ‘Men Who Murder Children Inside and Outside the Family’ (2005), in the ‘British Journal of Social Work’, and ‘The Murder of Children By Fathers in the Context of Child Abuse’ (2007), in ‘Child Abuse and Neglect’. Kate’s ‘efforts to raise public awareness, change public policy and practice and introduce innovations for abused women and their children and for victims of rape, were tireless.’ Although Kate couldn’t quite bring herself to admit the complicity of welfare professionals with these crimes, because let’s face it, ‘Two Ovaries Good, Two Testicles Bad’ sounds good, is nice and simplistic and no-one dares quibble with a Strong Woman who’s Speaking Out About Male Violence. They’re certainly not going to dare mention that sometimes it is the female partner who is violent or of course that domestic violence occurs in some same sex relationships.

 

The Home Office Research Unit funded Professor R. Illsley at the University of Aberdeen’s Dept of Sociology to carry out research into ‘juvenile delinquency and the social control network’, 1972-75. This study investigated the role of social workers with young people in trouble with the law. Raymond Illsley arrived at Aberdeen University in 1951 and was the first Director of the MRC Medical Socioogy Unit there. There is another Prof Raymond Illsley who has recently worked at the University of Bath in the field of health inequalities but the Aberdeen Raymond Illsley was born in 1919, so they cannot be the same person. They might be father and son though…

Raymond Illsley of the Aberdeen MRC Medical Sociology Unit seems to have worked with some real butchers, even by the standards of Top Docs in the 1950s. Illsley was part of Sir Dugald Baird’s Obstetrics and Gynaecology empire, which pursued what was euphemistically described as ‘social reproductive health research’. Sir Dugald gathered together a team which included Top Doctors, midwives, a lady almoner (what would now be called a social worker), a psychologist, a physiologist, a statistician, a dietitian and a nutritionist. Then sociologist Illsley joined the crew. This team was involved in a number of strands of work, but what Sir Dugald was really proud of was their pioneering work in ‘NHS abortions for socio-economic reasons’. This was in the 1950s. Abortion for ‘socio-economic reasons’ was illegal, although no-one stopped Dugald. Neither does Dugald mention the views of his patients when he performed abortions on them for socio-economic reasons. Dugald boasted that he was leading the way, as he performed abortions upon low income patients and sterilised those who already had children. For socio-economic reasons.

Baird ‘saw Aberdeen as a unique opportunity in which to conduct research to establish the factors that contribute to efficient childbearing and the influence of social conditions’. The ‘population was of an appropriate size and a settled nature, which would permit follow up of women and their families and there was a centralised medical service. The relative isolation
of the northeast of Scotland, with the City of Aberdeen as the major administrative centre for a large rural hinterland, facilitated the epidemiological study of a total population.’

I think it was a Dafydd situation – a madman turned loose in a large rural area among a lot of desperate people who had no money. Dugald was so busy performing abortions for socio-economic reasons that word got round that abortion was rife in Aberdeen, indeed many believed that the situation was one of abortion on demand. Of course this wasn’t true, as Dugald and his supporters stressed. After all, it was only poor women who’s babies were aborted and who were being sterilised because they were breeding like rabbits. Lest anyone is in danger of believing that old Dugald was concerned for an over populated planet, a quick perusal of Dugald’s writings confirms that Dugald didn’t have a problem with moneyed women having big families, because that was Different.

Sir Dugald was a Wimmin’s Champ before his time. He was a strong supporter of abortion law reform, he was keen on cervical screening and on promoting ‘family planning’. A lot of people have thought me rather odd when I have shown such cynicism towards the causes which were so close to Dugald’s heart – I have been asked if I am a Roman Catholic or if I am ‘religious’. No, I have just met people like Dugald. The causes pursued by Dugald can, in the right circumstances, be used to help people. But not when Dugald and those like him have their hands on the controls. The worst case scenario is girls in their early teens being prescribed the contraceptive pill to ensure that the men sexually abusing them will not have the bother of a pregnancy, slightly older girls being sterilised without informed consent for the same reason and women being invited for cervical screening appointments by groping Top Doctors who know damn well that there are not enough staff in the labs to read the samples and where so many false positives and negatives are flying around that the screening programme is meaningless. Where have I seen this? North Wales of course, I was well aware of what was going on. So I was interested to receive an e mail from someone a few weeks ago who had witnessed contraceptive pills being prescribed for girls in their early teens who were in the care of Gwynedd Social Services in the 1980s. Girls who were not showing any interest in acquiring a boyfriend as well.

I had come across Sir Dugald Baird before I researched Raymond Illsley. When I was researching Dr Ann Dally, the Top Doc who ended up in such trouble for flogging prescriptions to addicts, I read Dally’s own account of her career. She detailed at some length the numerous illegal abortions that she and her colleagues at Tommy’s performed and made reference to their role model in Aberdeen, Dugald Baird (see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’).

Baird’s team collaborated with the London-based Social Medicine Research Unit (SMRU) under the directorship of Professor Jerry Morris. Jerry Morris and Richard Titmuss were involved in the initial planning and the research started in 1948.

Jerry Morris was a Scottish epidemiologist who was a lifelong member of the Labour Party until he resigned in old age over the Gulf War. Jerry Morris worked with Brian Abel-Smith, the elitist gay LSE economist who was an NHS adviser to successive Labour Ministers. Abel-Smith was one of those who loved the NHS so much on the grounds of his socialist principles that he remained silent about the poorest members of society whom Abel-Smith knew were being abused, neglected and were dying at the hands of the NHS. But Abel-Smith had his boyfriends, his celebrity friends, his range of Italian gentleman’s clothes which he flogged to pop stars and the reputation of the NHS and the Labour Party to think of, he could not be distracted by trifles such as organised abuse and trafficking. For more info on Abel-Smith, see post ‘The Old Devils’.

Richard Titmuss was the founder of the discipline of Social Administration (now known as Social Policy) and held the founding Chair in the subject at the LSE. Titmuss’s work in the 1950s helped shape the characteristics of Britain’s post-war welfare state. At the LSE Titmuss trained social workers – some of his students are among those we know and love. Titmuss advised Gov’t regarding matters health and social services. He robustly promoted public provision over private and was directly involved in social policy eg. he was Vice-Chairman of the Gov’ts Supplementary Benefits Commission. Titmuss was one of those who did design a welfare state, but much of what they built in to it was profoundly degrading and demeaning for those who were supposed to benefit. I found a short book written by Abel-Smith the other day which details many aspects of welfare provision that exemplifies this. Brian Abel-Smith and Richard Titmuss weren’t on the receiving end of their system.

Titmuss’s wife Kay was a social worker, which says it all really. Their daughter is the feminist sociologist Ann Oakley, who is Professor and Founder-Director of the Social Science Research Unit at the Institute of Education, University of London. Oakley went to Haberdasher Aske’s School for Girls, did her first degree at Somerville College, Oxford and her PhD at Bedford College, London.

 

In 1955, the Aberdeen offshoot of the SMRU (Social Medicine Research Unit) developed into an autonomous unit: ‘…the Medical Research Council created for Dugald Baird the Obstetric Medicine Research Unit. Together with the University and the Health Board, they built a new research floor on the top of the [Aberdeen] Maternity Hospital’. The nutritional and physiological parts of the Obstetric Medicine Research Unit was relocated to Newcastle when Sir Dugald retired in 1965.

Newcastle-upon-Tyne University housed many paedophiles’ friends, some of whom arrived in north Wales to join Dafydd and the gang, such as Dr Neil Davies and Prof Bob Woods (see post ‘The Newcastle-upon-Tyne Connection’). Others such as Lord John Walton provided the most enormous umbrella for Dafydd et al from their stronghold in Newcastle (see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’).

If one tried to escape Dugald, one had his wife Lady May to contend with. May, like Dugald, read medicine at Glasgow University. Prominent in her
own right, in 1937 Lady May became a town councillor in Aberdeen for the Labour Party and in 1947 she was appointed as the first Chair of the North Eastern Regional Hospital Board, with which she served until 1960, where she ‘supported’ Dugald’s work. She was also a National Governor of the BBC in Scotland for 4 years. Lady May Baird died in 1983 and Sir Dugald in 1986.

Feature Lady May on ‘Woman’s Hour’, she broke a glass ceiling!

When Raymond Illsley retired in 1984, the MRC Medical Sociology Unit moved to Glasgow, with Sally Macintyre as its new Director.

 

Professor Dame Sally Macintyre read social theory and administration at the University of Durham, graduating in 1970. She then did an MSc in Sociology as Applied to Medicine at Bedford College, London and undertook a part-time PhD while working as a research fellow at Aberdeen University, on the topic of decision-making processes following premarital conception, the degree being awarded in 1976.

From 1975 Macintyre was employed at the MRC Medical Sociology Unit in Aberdeen. She was appointed Director of the Unit in 1983 and moved it to the University of Glasgow in 1984. In 1998 she took on the Directorship of the Chief Scientist Office funded Public Health Research Unit, which merged with the MRC Medical Sociology Unit to become the MRC/CSO Social and Public Health Sciences Unit. Dame Sally retired from the Directorship in 2013 and was succeeded by Professor Laurence Moore. From 2011-14, Macintyre was also Director of the Research Institute for Health and Wellbeing and Prof of Social and Public Health Science at the University of Glasgow.

Sally Macintyre is an advocate for robust approaches and methods for evaluating public health policies and interventions and in doing so has contributed to guidelines for the evaluation of public health policies. So that is why so many interventions and policies have been endorsed and implemented which do not work and sometimes have had disastrous consequences for patients.

Dame Sally is a member of the Human Tissue Authority as well as the Ethics and Governance Council of UK Biobank and has recently completed an eight year term as a member of the MRC. In Feb 2017, Sally was appointed as the first Chair of the Governing Board of the Nuffield Council of Bioethics.

Sally Macintyre is married to Dr Guy Paul Muhlemann, a zoologist who later moved into computing systems management. They live in Glasgow and have an apartment in Chamonix, France. I do hope that place in Chamonix has been robustly evaluated. Now shut up and eat your five a day while Dame Sally gets on with the apres ski.

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One of Raymond Illsley’s team at the Medical Sociology Research Unit in Aberdeen was Janet Askham. Askham graduated from the LSE in 1960 and in 1963 began working for Mark Abrams, the market researcher and social surveyor, at Research Services Ltd. Askham’s early work was on families, relationships, fertility and marriage, her later work being on ageing and patients’ relationships with health professionals. In 1975, Askham published the ‘ground-breaking’ ‘Fertility and Reproduction’ a study of differential fertility among working class families in Aberdeen. Presumably the families who had the highest fertility rates were those who steered well clear of Dugald Baird and Lady May.

In 1980 Janet married the political commentator Byron Criddle.

In retirement Mark Abrams founded the Age Concern Research Unit, where Askham joined him in 1983. In 1986, Askham and Jonathan Barker subsumed the Unit into the new Institute of Gerontology at King’s College, London. 1998, Askham became the Professor of Social Gerontology and Director of the Age Concern Institute of Gerontology at King’s, launching and managing the Masters course. In 2004, Askham relocated to Oxford when she was appointed as the Director of the Picker Institute, where she remained until 2008. Janet led the external team on research on ageing and old age at the DoH and advised on the training and postgrad education of Top Doctors. She was Deputy Chair to the Advisory Committee on Older and Disabled People at Ofcom.

 

A member of Illsley’s wider academic network was Prof Margot Jeffreys, who, we are told in her 1999 obituary in The Indie, was ‘one of the founders of medical sociology’. Jeffreys discussed matters of social class and health with Illsley in the 1950s when she researched health and social services in Buckinghamshire. At one MRC funded meeting in 1956, one sociologist observed that medicine was looking to sociology for a ‘docile wife’ and that sociology would not play ball. Unfortunately people like Margot and Raymond Illsley did. We are told that Margot avoided the ‘doctor bashing label’ that ‘some sociologists’ earned. Indeed Margot was so successful at this, that many believed that Margot served as a ‘doctors moll’. Not that there was a word of truth in such an accusation, just as Dugald Baird didn’t carry out illegal abortions on women who were not as affluent as he and his friends. And when they say no they mean yes.

Margot joined the Communist Part of Great Britain in the 1930s, but left in 1956, with the Soviet invasion of Hungary. She graduated from the LSE in 1938 and her first academic appointment was at Bedford College at the University of London in 1949, researching ‘Mobility in the Labour Market’ (1954). Margot lectured in the Dept of Public Health at the London School of Hygiene and Tropical Medicine, 1953-65, where she taught sociology to Top Doctors. Between 1965-82, Margot worked at Bedford College once more, where she eventually became Director of Social Research.

Bertrand Russell’s son Lord Conrad Russell was an historian who spent much of his career at Bedford College. Bertrand Russell spent his later years living in north Wales, knew about Dafydd and the gang and made use of their services (see post ‘So Who Was Angry About What?’). Margot might have also known some of the members of the Communist Party of Great Britain who rented their second homes in Cwm Croesor in north Wales off Russell’s friend Sir Clough Williams-Ellis, who also all knew about Dafydd et al (see post ‘The Village’).

Following the Todd Report, 1968, (Royal Commission on Medical Education), Jeffreys was invited to develop medical sociology in the London medical schools and she taught the Masters in Medical Sociology from 1969. She later acted as a consultant to the WHO and helped launch an international research programme. Margot worked with GPs and Chaired the 1970 BMA Working Group on Primary Health Care. The DHSS funded her team on primary health care and in 1983 the volume ‘Rethinking General Practice: dilemmas in primary medical care’ was published, which she co-authored with Hessie Sachs. Sachs also published about team work in inner cities between health visitors and social workers. Hessie will have known that the children of poor and dispossessed people were being abused, trafficked into sex work and that many were being sent to children’s homes in north Wales. Margot will have known as well.

After Margot retired in 1982, she continued research into ageing and was appointed visiting Professor at the King’s College Centre for Medicine, Law and Ethics. In Nov 1988, the Royal College of General Practitioners gave Jeffreys an honorary fellowship, while the people trafficking GP from north Wales Dr D.G.E. Wood held senior positions with the Royal College.

Margot may have done the bidding of a bunch of Top Doctors who were doing many disgusting things including illegally aborting babies and sterilising people because they had less money than the Top Doctors did, but Margot did of course have many wonderful qualities. Her obituary explained that her ‘deep belief in equality, liberty and justice guided her life’ and that she was ‘strong, independently minded, generous and loving’. I was greatly relieved to read that although Margot was ‘not a Women’s Liberation kind of feminist, she was particularly helpful to women, conscious of the disadvantages and difficulties we faced’. Thank God for that, we wouldn’t want one of them Women’s Libbers burning her bra when Dugald had his hands full with the unlawful abortions and Wood needed to get on with the business of people trafficking. Presumably Margot showed her feminism to her disadvantaged female colleagues by sympathising over the bother of having to wear one’s girdle when the dratted things are just so uncomfortable.

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The Home Office Research Unit Report informs us that Dr Roger Hood of the Penal Research Unit at Oxford University investigated ‘the definition and explanation of crime’, 1971-76. Roger Hood retired in 2003 and is now Emeritus Professor of Criminology and Emeritus Fellow of All Souls College, Oxford.

Hood did his first degree at the LSE, graduating in 1957, then completed his PhD at Downing College, Cambridge in 1963. He held research posts at the LSE, 1957-63 and was then appointed as lecturer in social administration at Durham University. Hood was Assistant Director of Research and Director of Post-Graduate Studies at the Institute of Criminology, Cambridge, 1967-1973 and Fellow of Clare Hall, Cambridge, 1969-1973. He was Reader in Criminology and Director of the Centre for Criminological
Research (formerly the Penal Research Unit, now the Centre for Criminology), University of Oxford, 1973-2003. From 1996-03, Hood was Professor of Criminology and he was Professorial Fellow of All Souls College, Oxford, 1973-2003; Sub-Warden, 1994-96. He has been a Fellow of the British Academy since 1992.

In addition, Roger Hood has been: Member, Parole Board for England and Wales, 1972-73; Member, Judicial Studies Board for England and Wales, 1979-85; Member Social Science Research Council, Committee on Social Sciences and the Law, 1975-79; Member, Departmental Committee to Review the Parole System, 1987-88; Consultant to the UN on the death penalty, 1988- 2005; President of the British Society of Criminology, 1987-89; Member of the British Foreign Secretary’s Death Penalty Panel, 1999 until disbanded in 2015 and took part in the UK/China Human Rights Dialogues and the UE/China Human Rights Seminars; Consultant to the Great Britain-China Centre Project on ‘Taking Forward the Debate on the Death Penalty in China’ (in collaboration with Beijing Normal University, Centre for Human Rights, NUI Galway and the Max Planck Institute for Foreign and International Criminal Law, Freiburg-im-Breisgau) 2007-09;
Visiting Professor at the University of Virginia Law School, 1980-82, 1984-90 and from 2004-2011; Distinguished Visiting Professor at the University of Hong Kong, 2003-2004; Adjunct (Visiting) Professor, City University of Hong Kong School of Law, 2008-2011;  Guest Professor, College of Criminal Law Science of Beijing Normal University 2007-2012 and Guest Professor, Wuhan University 2008-2011; Consultant to the Death Penalty Project (London) since 2004; Consultant to the Taiwan Alliance to End the Death Penalty (TAEDP); Consultant to the Attorney General of Malaysia’s Committee to Study and Report on the Death Penalty in Malaysia 2014-16;
Member of Scientific Committee formed to advise on the programme for the
World Congress against the Death Penalty, held in Oslo, June 2016; Consultant to the National University of Singapore for a survey of public opinion on the mandatory death penalty, 2016-17.

Since retirement, Prof Hood has given lectures on the death penalty in China, Germany, Hong Kong, India, Japan, Malaysia, Pakistan, USA, Singapore, Slovenia, Spain, Taiwan, Trinidad, Uganda and Vietnam.

Roger Hood became well known as a specialist on the death penalty but in the mid 1960s he carried out work into the lives of borstal boys. Hood will have known about the brutality inflicted upon them and the miscarriages of justice.

Roger soon dispensed with researching the lives of borstal boys, he had his trajectory towards All Souls to think about:

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There is a piece on the internet in response to the question ‘What are formal dinners like at All Souls?’ and the response includes the line ‘Drinks are always excellent, especially reds, from the College’s own cellar and there is a fair amount of drinking (perhaps more than at a regular Formal hall) owing to the advanced age and strong liver of most Fellows’.

 

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Roger’s not really going to be concerning himself too much with the horrors that prevailed within Bryn Estyn is he. Not when there are reds to drink and such fascinating people at High Table.

 

The Home Office Research Unit Report lists Professor H.K. Bevan of the Dept of Law at Hull University as investigating ‘the interpretation by the Courts of the Children and Young Persons Act 1969’, between 1972 and 1974. H.K. Bevan graduated in law from Aberystwyth University in 1949, so he was a contemporary of all those crooked old lawyers who loyally protected Dafydd and the gang for decades. Bevan’s career as an academic lawyer began in Hull in 1950. He subsequently played a critical role in the emergence and development of the Law School at Hull, where he held a Chair for over 20 years. Bevan was called to the Bar at Middle Temple in 1959. He was a JP in Hull for many years and was Chairman of Hull Magistrates Bench, 1967-71. After he retired from Hull, Bevan was awarded an honorary fellowship at Wolfson College, Cambridge.

Hull and the wider Yorkshire region was the location of a paedophile gang and associated police corruption, much of which involved Jimmy Savile, with links to north Wales.

 

Professor Howard Jones of University College Cardiff is listed in the Home Office Research Unit Report as conducting an evaluation of Long Lartin, a maximum security prison, 1973-76 and as also evaluating a Community Training Centre in Gloucester, 1973-74. Howard Jones was Head of the Department of Social Administration at University College, Cardiff, 1969-84. Jones became Professor Emeritus on his retirement.

Howard left school at 14, worked for a glass firm and in local government before joining the YMCA as Deputy Warden to supervise the training of boys in farm work. In tandem with ten years in youth work, casework and residential social work, Jones completed a London degree as an external candidate part-time and went on to take a Diploma in Public Administration and to qualify as a psychiatric social worker, training at the Tavistock, a ‘leading edge place for psychoanalysis and group work’. Howard Jones also did a PhD under Hermann Mannheim at the LSE. Howard’s ‘sense of commitment’ and of ‘doing it my way’ ‘carried with him till the end of his days’.

Not only was the Tavi a hub of paedophiles’ friends, but all psychiatric social workers at that time were complicit with the most enormous Dafydd-like abuses, including the denouncing of people who had been targeted by organised child abusers as mad.

 

Hermann Mannheim, Howard Jones’s PhD supervisor and the father of British criminology, knew a great deal about white collar criminals and in his 1965 volume ‘Comparative Criminology’ he summarised them thus:

The white collar criminal is neither a political offender nor a rebel. He exploits the weaknesses of society rather than rebelling against its iniquities and his interest in the reform of the legal, political and social system is normally confined to changes which might enable him to make more and more money and to get more and more influence in order to exert increasing pressure to obtain his selfish objects.

Hermann Mannheim worked at the LSE from 1935 and in 1946 he was appointed a Professor. Mannheim was sent, at the age of nine, to Tilsit, in East Prussia where he attended the classical Gymnasium for nine years. He then studied law and political science at the Universities of Munich, Freiburg, Strasbourg, and Koenigsberg. Mannheim qualified as a lawyer, barrister and magistrate and served in the German artillery in Russia and in France during WWI. He held an administrative post in local gov’t, 1919-23, serving as legal adviser and as Chairman of industrial courts, industrial disputes tribunals, rent tribunals etc. Mannheim was appointed Privatdozent (roughly equivalent to that of lecturer) in the Law Faculty of the University of Berlin and at the same time became a deputy magistrate in Berlin.

Mannheim was soon appointed a judge, first in the lower courts, then in the superior court – the district court of Berlin – where he presided over a large number of difficult criminal trials in what was the busiest criminal court in Germany. In 1929 Mannheim was made a Professor Extraordinarius at the University and three years later was promoted to be a judge of the Kammergericht in Berlin, the highest court in Prussia.

When Hitler came into power, Mannheim was deprived of his academic post and realising that there could be no future for him as a judge under the Nazis, he retired from the bench.

In Jan 1934 Mannheim emigrated to London. At that time in England, criminology was not a recognised subject in universities and the scientific study of crime and the criminal was in its infancy.

The ideas of the English social reformers, the work of the Probation Service and expedients in the after-care of prisoners appealed to Mannheim and he had made contact with men such as Dr J. J. Mallon, Sir Basil Henriques and Mr H. E. Norman, the then Secretary of the National Association of Probation Officers, as well as with the Institute for the Scientific Study and Treatment of Delinquency in London, which was founded shortly before his arrival.

In 1935 Mannheim was appointed an honorary part-time lecturer in criminology at the LSE. In 1944 he was appointed to a full-time lectureship, and in the same year published the study, Young Offenders, undertaken on behalf of the Home Office and in association with Sir Alexander Carr Saunders, the then Director of the School and Dr E. C. Rhodes.

In 1946 Mannheim was made a Reader in Criminology in the University of London, a position he was to retain until his retirement in 1955. His link with the LSE was preserved through two years of part-time teaching and subsequently through his honorary Directorate of the Criminology Research Unit.

Out of a selected list of some 30 postgrad students supervised by Mannheim in the years between the end of WWII and his retirement from the School and with whom he had remained in contact, nearly half of that number held university appointments, six were directly connected with law and its practice, another six hold senior positions in the administration of social or penal services, while the remainder were engaged actively in social work. In addition, Mannheim also had a long association with the training of probation officers, at the LSE, at the training centre at Rainer House and at the Institute for the Study and Treatment of Delinquency.

It is clear from the Waterhouse Report that not only was the Probation Service as a whole fully complicit with the serious abuse of children in north Wales over many years, but that probation officers were among those abusing children. I described in my post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’ how, contrary to the stereotypes held by many English migrants to north Wales, those staffing and managing Gwynedd County Council and the Social Services during those years when the paedophile gang operated within were not all unqualified people or people who had simply picked up a certificate from Cartrefle College in Wrexham. The more senior people had postgrad qualifications, some of them had studied at elite universities and there were a number of LSE graduates among them. If one looks at the CVs of others who colluded with the child abuse scandals of the 1970s, 80s and 90s, one finds more LSE graduates. One of the north Wales academics who wrote an entirely untruthful sanitised account of the history of psychiatry in north Wales is an LSE graduate. As of course are dear old Jane Hutt and Margaret Hodge. When one takes into account the people who probably knew about north Wales because their close friends definitely did, one finds LSE graduates and staff crawling out of every corner. Such as Ralph Miliband (see post ‘What’s Left? The Politics Of Social Justice’).

Cherie Booth was a student at the LSE in the mid 1970s. Being a Strong Woman, Cherie has in the past discussed matters such as ‘juggling’ (I expect that Cherie multi-tasks as well) and Cherie is of course one half of a Power Couple. What’s the betting that Cherie also enjoys Networking?

Eric Hobsbawm’s daughter Julia is a Professor of Networking at the LSE. Or at least she was, she seems to have moved onto new pastures now, at the Cass Business School and the University of Suffolk. Always ahead of the game, Julia has now moved on from being an expert in networking and is currently an expert on connectedness. Julia founded Julia Hobsbawm Associates in 1992, subsequently Hobsbawm Macaulay Communications. Julia’s business partner was Sarah Macaulay, who later became Sarah Brown when she married Gordon Brown.

I used to wonder how Eric Hobsbawm managed to have such a dipstick of daughter, until I came across information that suggested that Eric Hobsbawm was probably working for MI5. Is there something that Julia is not telling us as she runs around disguised as a fuckwit rubbing noses with some of the most vacuous people on the planet?

Eric Hobsbawm was one of those with a second home at Cwm Croesor who knew about Dafydd and the paedophile gang (see post ‘The Village’). Julia spent much of her youth in Croesor. She didn’t really blend in up there.

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Croesor village, Gwynedd, Wales Stock Photo

Not of course because one cannot wear a scarf surplus to requirements and pretentious glasses in a village in Snowdonia, but because Croesor is mercifully free of people who are multi-tasking, networking, juggling or indeed who are connected.

 

Harmann Mannheim was associated with the Howard League for Penal Reform for over 25 years. He sat on the Executive Committee from 1940 and became a  Vice-President. Mannheim was a Director and a member of the Council and Executive Committee of the Institute for the Study and Treatment of Delinquency. He was also instrumental in founding the Scientific Group for the Discussion of Delinquency Problems (now the British Society of Criminology), was Chairman from 1956-58 and subsequently a Vice-President.

In 1950, along with Dr Edward Glover and Dr Emanuel Miller, Mannheim founded the British Journal of Delinquency (since 1960 called the British Journal of Criminology) and in 1960 the Library of Criminology (now International Library of Criminology.)

Dr Emanuel Miller was one of the first child psychiatrists and was the father of Jonathan Miller, the self-styled polymath who’s talents were called upon to distract attention from Dafydd and the gang when the police investigations began in north Wales.

Mannheim was visiting Professor at the Universities of Oregon and Pennsylvania in 1953 and after WWII lectured in Holland, Norway, Western Germany, USA and Canada. From 1950-55 he was a member of the Council of the International Society of Criminology and for some years was President of the Scientific Commission of that body. For several years Mannheim was a member of the Colonial Secretary’s Advisory Committee on the Treatment of Offenders. He was repeatedly invited to undertake research for the Home Office.

Mannheim’s most famous work included the wartime study of juvenile delinquency and in 1955, jointly with Leslie. T. Wilkins, the first large-scale prediction study carried out in the UK.  In his capacity as Director of Criminological Research of the LSE, Mannheim directed and supervised two investigations on the sentencing policy of the magistrates’ courts and the psychology of the short-term prisoner respectively, carried out on behalf of the Home Office and the Nuffield Foundation.

Mannheim and Leslie T. Wilkins 1955 work ‘Prediction Methods in Borstal Training’ is noted in the Home Office Research Unit Report, as is Leslie Wilkins’ 1960 work, ‘Delinquent Generation’.

Mannheim must have known about the routine neglect and abuse of vulnerable people by welfare professionals, he had fingers in every professional pie, including psychiatry and worked with and taught some of those directly involved with abuse of their patients and clients.

 

Mannheim’s PhD student Howard Jones began academic life as a lecturer in social studies and then a senior lecturer in sociology at Leicester 1953-65, before moving to a Readership at Keele 1965-69, where he began as the only member of staff in a new department and started criminology there.

Howard Jones worked in one of the Depts of Leicester University where staff were concealing the paedophile ring which was established in the area decades ago and he then moved to Keele, which became notorious for employing people embarrassingly close to child abuse scandals. Keele hit the jackpot when it employed Peter Righton, the social work academic who’s work justified sexual relationships between adults and children, which was certainly convenient for Peter Righton because he was a paedophile who was later convicted of child sex offences. Peter Righton was a Gov’t adviser and worked with Barbara Kahan when she was a Gov’t adviser.

After study leave at Berkeley, Howard Jones in 1969 moved to Cardiff as Professor to head the then Department of Social Administration and School of Social Work. He retired in 1984, before the merger of University College Cardiff with UWIST.

Along with many other people in what became Cardiff University, Howard Jones will have known about the abuse of children in care in south Wales, the scale of which became evident after Howard Jones retired. He’ll also have known about the offences of George Thomas (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’) and he probably knew about Ron Davies’s foibles as well (see post ‘Cottaging At Castle Gate’). Howard Jones will have known about Dafydd; most of Cardiff University were protecting Dafydd and Dafydd’s colleague Tony Francis trained and worked in Cardiff.

Jones’s obituary noted that ‘in an age when publishing did not receive the obsessional focus it does today, he was an avid communicator’. His books included Reluctant Rebels (Tavistock, 1961); Crime and the Penal System(University Tutorial Press, 1962); Alcoholic Addiction: a Psycho-Social Approach to Abnormal Drinking (Tavistock, 1963), Crime in a Changing Society (Penguin, 1965); Towards a New Social Work (Routledge, 1975); Open Prisons (Routledge, 1977); The Residential Community (Routledge, 1979); Society against Crime: Penal Practice in Modern Britain(Penguin, 1981); Crime, Race and Culture (Wiley, 1981); and Social Welfare in Third World Development (Macmillan, 1990).

The leading light in the Leicestershire Child Abuse Scandal Frank Beck was well thought off by his colleagues. He was so committed to those kids, Frank generated new theories, devised new therapies and was always keen to share his expertise. As was Peter Righton. When brave souls did raise questions about Beck and Righton they were met with a wall of ‘how very dare you?’ Because Beck and Righton were experts. As people kept telling me that Dafydd was. It was patently obvious that Dafydd was an insane old man who didn’t know his arse from his elbow, just as it was obvious that the kids in Frank Beck’s care were terrified of him and that there was nothing ‘therapeutic’ about making boys on the verge of adolescence wear nappies, but it’s incredible what one can get away with if one is a Top Doc or a senior social worker. And it’s a real laugh because if anyone does say ‘bloody hell, look what he’s doing to those kids’, all you have to do is to tell everyone that they are a paedophile or a dangerous mental patient and they will soon find themselves unemployed and a pariah.

Howard Jones also made a significant contribution to probation and social work research and practice. He once told the story of a public talk he gave while he was at Leicester – where else? – which included a spoof on how the rabid ‘hang-em-and-flog-em’ brigade would deal with criminals. A reporter walked in during this sequence, having missed the contextual prefatory remarks, and he quoted this purple passage verbatim in the local press. A furious Howard – ‘and he could be a match for Sir Alex Ferguson’s ‘hairdryer technique’ when roused’ – phoned the editor to complain, but the editor refused to issue a retraction or apology, since Howard had indeed uttered the quoted words.  Howard ‘ruefully remembered the damage this press report did to his reputation with local practitioners’.

I’m tempted to suggest that Howard Jones got off lightly if people merely mistook him for the sort of Sir Herbert Gussett who writes letters to the Torygraph from the family seat at Barking-in-the-Marshes, I think that Howard might have been rather more dangerous than that.

Howard ‘had the good fortune not be cluttered by the range of literature available today’ – thank goodness that Howard didn’t have to bother with that, he just churned out his own literature – and ‘he had a direct style and an ability to think and dictate/write in whole paragraphs or chapters’. His first book, Reluctant Rebels, arose out of his work with ‘maladjusted children’ (a term he used without the inverted commas) and addressed the extent to which group therapy could provide them with a sense of security and some insight into their problems. He stressed the importance of treating kids as individuals rather than labelling them as ‘yobs’… The regimes in the school he studied had some positive results, which were dispassionately reviewed in his book, but the school was closed down by the Ministry of Education because its results were not unambiguous enough to fit its evaluation metrics. The date – not 2008, but 1961’.

So that school with the positive results which Howard reviewed dispassionately must have been in a very parlous state indeed, schools didn’t tend to get closed in 1961. What could have been happening there?

Howard’s book ‘Society Against Crime’ was an edited collection of articles by Cardiff criminology and social work staff, aimed at increasing the profile of Howard’s department. I’m familiar with that technique, it doesn’t always lead to high quality outputs.

Howard may not have been supping the reds at High Table in All Souls along with Roger Hood, but he certainly enjoyed himself. As well as sabbaticals with his family visiting adventurous spots such as Papua New Guinea, he ‘played an influential role in developing probation and alternatives to prisons’ in the Caribbean, especially Barbados, Guyana and, to a lesser extent, Jamaica.  A five year project funded by what is now DFID brought some Guyanese to Cardiff to carry out their PhDs and sent to a member of the Howard’s contingent to Guyana.

How the hell did Howard, a state bureaucrat from Cardiff, wangle a sabbatical – with his family – to Papua New Guinea?? Do they have social work teams and therapists in Papua New Guinea?

Papua New Guinea, as visited by Julia Hobsbawm:

Croesor village, Gwynedd, Wales Stock Photo

 

Howard’s last book before retirement, Crime, Race and Culture, explored differences in crime rates between Guyanese of Indian and African origin and tried to account for them in cultural and employment terms. Howard would have known all about that having worked among the paedophiles of Leicester and then the accessories to George Thomas and Ron Davies in Cardiff University.

Howard was kept busy with building up and then managing a ‘quite fractious department of overwhelmingly junior staff’ – could that have been because Howard ensured that no-one ever received promotion? – the majority being social work/probation lecturers; the next largest group being social policy (who distanced themselves from both him and criminology); plus two criminologists other than him.   Most of the social work staff saw themselves primarily as ‘trainers of professionals’. Professionals who would go out and join the world of abusers or find themselves ruthlessly frozen out.

Howard Jones ‘was intellectually and personally sharp in debate’ during the ‘sometimes vitriolic staff meetings and treated some staff like the (far from) ‘reluctant rebels’ of his first book’.  Howard also had to ‘manage some cohorts of social work students who were keen to hone their skills in the culture of complaint’.

Howard’s dept sounds a nightmare. Everyone at war, the students horrified at what they were seeing and probably trying to blow the whistle on abuse of clients as well, only to be dismissed by Howard as vexatious complainants. No wonder Howard Jones did so well for himself in the world of the person-centred professions who care.

Howard ‘was fearless and could be quite outspoken in private and public settings (including with the Home Office), and – though bull-like in his determination to achieve those objectives he thought right – had no temperament for the sustained delicate interdepartmental and governmental alliance-building that might have enabled him to bring to fruition the Welsh Institute for Social Policy or police-funded lectureship he sought to get in the first half of the 1980s.’

So Howard Jones was obnoxious, so obnoxious that even tame people refused to give him resources to expand his dept.

In the early 80s, Howard ‘imaginatively hosted four lectures by leading Chief Constables’ and when he took his regular study leave in the Caribbean, one of his colleagues, Professor Michael Levi, took over from him on ‘an interesting project on police-public relationships in Devon & Cornwall and Greater Manchester’.

Michael Levi will have learned a great deal. In the early 1980s, Greater Manchester Police was riddled with corruption (see post ‘Top Of The Cops’) and were led by the notorious Chief Constable James Anderton, 1976-91. Who had an obsession with prostitutes and poofs but was very much more relaxed about violent, corrupt police officers, as was demonstrated by the conduct of the police towards the students who dared protest when Leon Brittan visited Manchester University on 1 March 1985. The students had the living daylights beaten out of them, in public, on camera and two who made complaint were subjected to such extreme threats that one of them went into hiding on mainland Europe. The other was a female medical student who found herself being confronted by plain clothes officers when she was working in a hospital on placement who threatened her with violence and told her that they’d have a go at any Top Docs who tried to defend her. The corrupt plods needn’t have worried, no Top Docs came to her assistance.

Down in Devon and Cornwall, the Chief Constable, 1973-82, was at the other end of the spectrum, John Alderson, who pioneered community policing. Alderson was appointed a Fellow Commoner of Corpus Christi College, Cambridge and of the Cambridge Institute of Criminology in 1982 and he was a research fellow at Nuffield College, Oxford, 1982-83. Alderson was Visiting Professor of Police Studies at the University of Strathclyde, 1983-89 and a research fellow at the Institute of Police and Criminological Studies at the University of Portsmouth, 1994-2000. He returned to Australia in 1987 as Australian Commonwealth Fellow with the Australian Government.

John Alderson was fully aware of the scale of serious crime and police corruption in some regions of the UK, because earlier in his career he had served in Yorkshire and had been a senior officer in the Met. Alderson was frequently told that community policing might work in the west country where there was no serious crime, but it wouldn’t work in Greater Manchester. Neither did police corruption, but no-one mentioned that. Not that John Alderson didn’t have serious crime on his patch. In the way that Croesor was plagued by Dafydd, the west country had Jeremy Thorpe and his associates and the person who tried to murder Norman Scott. James Alderson didn’t just know about Jeremy as a result of his role as Chief Constable, Alderson will have known Jeremy personally, because Alderson was active in the Liberal Party and in 1983 unsuccessfully contested the Devon seat of Teignbridge. John Alderson served as a consultant on human rights to the Council of Europe from 1981 and was a member of the BBC General Advisory Council from 1971-78. He also served on the Committee of the Royal Humane Society, 1973-81 and was President of the Royal Life-Saving Society, 1974-78.

One of Alderson’s volumes was entitled ‘Principled Policing’. I doubt that’s what Norman Scott felt was prevailing as his desperate pleas for help in the face of Thorpe’s escalating unpleasantness were ignored.

 

Departmental duties at Cardiff left Howard Jones ‘with insufficient time to engage in personal fieldwork in the UK’ so ‘some of his writings lacked the ethnographic base of immersion in the field that would have given them more lasting power’. He always found time for a quick jaunt to Papua or the Caribbean though.

 

The Home Office Research Unit Report certainly looked kindly upon people from the Cambridge Institute of Criminology when they asked the Unit for money. The Report stated that the Unit was funding the Cambridge Study in Delinquency Development, led by Dr D.J. West, which was running between 1961-76, as well as an investigation into sentencing policy by the Court of Appeal, led by D.A. Thomas, 1963-76, as well as another investigation led by D.A. Thomas into maximum penalties, that study having been carried out during 1973-74.

The Unit also funded someone else from the Cambridge Institute of Criminology who later became very well-known, to investigate perceptions of crime and attitudes to criminal justice, 1971-74 – Dr R.F. Sparks.

 

Richard Sparks is Professor of Criminology at the University of Edinburgh. From 2014-17 Sparks was Head of the School of Law at Edinburgh and from 2006-16 he was a founding Co-Director of the Scottish Centre for Crime and Justice Research. He was Professor of Criminology at Keele University and in his early career also worked at the Open University as well as at the University of Cambridge Institute of Criminology.

Richard Sparks has carried out a lot of work with Ian Loader, Professor of Criminology at Oxford University and Fellow of All Souls College. I briefly met Ian Loader about 11 years ago. The Oxford University Amnesty International branch had invited a French social theorist, one of Pierre Bourdieu’s former students, to give a lecture at Oxford, so I went over to Oxford to attend the lecture. Ian Loader had organised the event. A few days later I told a friend who used to work as a criminologist at Oxford that I had met Ian Loader and they rolled their eyes, told me that he was a very ruthless man and that him organising a lecture by a old French radical was the pinnacle of irony, but then Ian would do anything to advance himself. I’d never heard this person be even mildly rude about anyone before, so I was a bit surprised. At that time, a close friend of mine was working at Oxford, but they weren’t a criminologist. So image my surprise when they too had heard of Ian Loader and told me that the ‘new Professor of Criminology’ was doing some pretty terrible things to people.

I know no more about Ian Loader, except that one casualty works in Wales. This is what Oxford University tells people about Ian Loader:

Ian arrived in Oxford in July 2005 having previously taught at Keele University and the University of Edinburgh, from where he also obtained his PhD in 1993. He is a Fellow of the Royal Society for the Arts. Professor Loader was a member of the Commission on English Prisons Today from 2007-2009, and now Chairs the Research Advisory Group of the Howard League for Penal Reform. He has, since 2006, been co-convener, with the Police Foundation, of the Oxford Policing Policy Forum. From 2011-2013 he was a member of the Independent Commission on the Future of Policing and part of the editorial team which produced the Commission’s Report. Ian is an Associate Fellow of the IPPR (The IPPR is the think tank set up by the Windbag which serves as a job creation scheme for the children of New Labour big wigs who believe that it is their destiny to become PM. I mean ‘who are ready to serve’).

 

Long ago and far away, Richard Sparks learned at the knee of Sir Anthony Edward Bottoms. Yes, that is his name, a splendidly appropriate name for one of the big beasts in criminology who absolutely must know about the sordid practices in swathes of the welfare state and criminal justice system but who won’t be mentioning any of it. Anthony Bottoms is Emeritus Wolfson Professor of Criminology, University of Cambridge and a life fellow at Fitzwilliam College, having previously been a Wolfson Professor of Criminology at Cambridge, 1984-06. Bottoms was the Director of the Institute of Criminology, University of Cambridge, 1984-98. Until Dec 2007, Bottoms was a Professor of Criminology jointly at the Universities of Cambridge and Sheffield.

Bottoms was educated at Eltham College and then read law at Corpus Christie College, Oxford. Bottoms subsequently became a student on the first ever full-time postgraduate course in criminology in the UK, at Cambridge in 1961-2. After a short period as a probation officer, Bottoms returned to Cambridge as a research assistant to F.H. McClintock in a study focused on institutional training for young adult males.

So Bottoms is someone who spent years dining at High Table, but who many moons ago worked as a probation officer when scores of people working in that role were abusing and molesting their clients or keeping quiet when other people did.

Readers who are sufficiently nerdy to remember my previous posts will notice that much of the action in terms of people being favoured by a Home Office Research Unit during the years when the Home Office was actively concealing serious crime and the abuse of youngsters took place in Cambridge. Of course Cambridge by its nature will have hosted some influential people during the 1970s, but there was one person in particular who played a leading light in Cambridge life at that time – Baroness Jean Trumpington aka Trumpers. Thatch gave Trumpers a peerage for doing bugger all and then someone was foolish enough to give Trumpers a job as a junior Health Minister. Trumpers repaid the kindness by appointing Jimmy Savile to the task force responsible for managing Broadmoor, although after Jimmy pegged out and the media began reporting what he had done in reality rather than simply maintaining that he worked as a hospital porter pushing beds along corridors, Trumpers let Edwina Currie take the blame. Edwina wasn’t exactly innocent, she knew that Trumpers had done the dirty deed and did not raise any objections, but Trumpers was the Brains behind it (see post ‘Socio-Political Context Of The North Wales Mental Health Services In The 1980s’).

Trumpers’s crowning achievement before Thatch gave her a peerage was becoming Mayor of Cambridge. Trumpers had a great many fingers in a great many pies in Cambridge. She was ‘involved with’ single mothers, teenaged delinquents (so how did you get to know Savile then Trumpers?), the insane who didn’t know what was good for them, the NHS and Addenbrookes Hospital, the Social Services Committee and the Leys School, where her husband was Headmaster. Trumpers had been a magistrate but was obliged to resign for reasons which do not add up. I suspect that Trumpers hasn’t been entirely honest regarding the reasons for her departure from the bench.

Trumpers was also mates with Lord Rab Butler, who was Master of Trinity College, Cambridge from 1956-77. Butler had previously held numerous Gov’t positions over a period of many years, including that of Home Secretary, 1957-62, under Harold Macmillan. When Butler was Home Secretary, he established the Home Office Research Unit, which subsequently funded so much research at Cambridge University.

Bring up another red from the cellar, one of our mates is Home Secretary.

Butler was Chairman of the Conservative Party, 1959-61. Butler was Home Secretary and Party Chairman when it was all going off down at Cliveden, with Lord Astor, Jack Profumo, the teenaged call girls, the Russian spies and the unidentified members of the Royal Family (see post ‘In Memoriam – Bronwen, Lady Astor’). Trumpers used to stay at Cliveden at the time and her mate Sally Norton was Bill Astor’s first wife.

Anything to declare Trumpers?

Rab Butler was particularly concerned with education and legislation concerning the insane.

 

As if Trumpers’s presence in Cambridge wasn’t enough to blight the place, Tuppence and the fragrant Lady Mary Archer were cluttering up the city as well and they certainly weren’t ones for keeping themselves to themselves (see post ‘Tuppence And His Fragrant Wife’).

Anyone for Krug and Shepherd’s Pie? Tuppence is in the slammer for perjury, but rules are there for him to break, so the Home Office has kindly agreed to let him out to hold his parties. Don’t mention Monica, the prostitute whom Tuppence paid to leave the country, who unfortunately died as a result of a car crash shortly before she was due to give evidence at Tuppence’s trial.

 

The Home Office Research Unit Report states that Sir Anthony Bottoms’s former boss, F.H. McClintock, who at the time was based at Edinburgh University’s Dept of Criminology, led research investigating the Scottish Parole System, 1973-75; the institutional treatment of young offenders, 1971-75; children’s hearings and the work of social workers in relation to children in trouble with the law, 1971-74.

Frederick Hemming McClintock was, from 1960, Assistant Director of Research at the University of Cambridge, Institute of Criminology and was Dean of the Faculty of Law, 1982-85. McClintock was a council member of the Scottish Association for Victim Support Schemes (SAVSS), and was a member of the Perks Committee on Criminal Statistics.

McClintock died in 1994 and his obituary for the Indie was written by one Anthony Bottoms.

Bottoms stated that McClintock, who was Professor of Criminology, Edinburgh University 1974-94, began life as an orphan but was fortunate to be fostered by a loving Unitarian couple in South London. He was educated at Colfe’s Grammar School and the LSE. Immediately after graduation, McClintock was recommended by Morris Ginsberg, the sociologist and philosopher, to Leon Radzinowicz, who was then seeking a research officer for the fledgling Department of Criminal Science at Cambridge. McClintock remained at Cambridge for 25 years, first in the Dept of Criminal Science and from 1960 as one of the founding staff members of the new Institute of Criminology, the first major interdisciplinary department of criminology to be established in a British university.

McClintock’s research was mainly the analysis of crime patterns (including studies of sexual offences, violent crimes, robbery and an overview of all crime in England and Wales) and the evaluation of treatment programmes for offenders (including studies of probation, attendance centres and borstal training).

McClintock was twice Acting Director of the Cambridge Institute of Criminology (1962-63 and 1972-73). He was elected a founding Fellow of Churchill College in 1962.

In 1974 McClintock moved to the newly created Chair of Criminology at Edinburgh University. He persuaded the University in 1983 to create the Centre for Criminology and the Social and Philosophical Study of Law, of which he was twice the Director, 1983-86, 1989-92. McClintock was also elected Dean of the Faculty of Law, 1982-85.

One can imagine Bottoms’s eyes misting over as he wrote that obituary, explaining that ‘Other personal memories that his death have brought to mind include watching him interview Borstal boys with a very real empathy, based on his own disadvantaged background; and joining him and his wife, Franca, on summer outings with their large and boisterous family. Derick McClintock was, emphatically, not one of those social scientists who have forgotten how to be human.’

McClintock was born an orphan, but he was adopted into a good family. If he did emphasise with the borstal boys, he never got round to detailing the horrors that the staff of the borstals as well as other people were inflicting upon them, even if McClintock was not one of the bastards of social science.

 

At Cambridge, Bottoms worked at the new Institute of Criminology under the guidance of Sir Leon Radzinowicz, who was the founding Director of the Institute. Radzinowicz was born in Lodz, Poland and studied law at the Universities of Paris and Geneva. He then studied for a doctorate at the University of Cracow. During this time, he spent a year studying under Enrico Ferri at the Institute of Criminology in Rome. Radzinowicz moved to England in 1938, having been granted funding by the Polish Ministry of Justice to study the English legal system, ‘took refuge’ in the Law Dept at Cambridge University when he realised what Hitler was doing in Europe and remained at Cambridge for the rest of his life.

Radzinowicz was Director of the Department of Criminal Science, University of Cambridge, 1949-59. In 1959, he founded the Cambridge Institute of Criminology and in the same year Radzinowicz became the first Wolfson Professor of Criminology. Radzinowicz became a fellow of Trinity College Cambridge, fellow of the British Academy and was a member of the Athenaeum. The Athenaeum is the club of choice for academics and Top Doctors. Jimmy Savile joined after being introduced by Cardinal Basil Hume. Radzinowicz also liked hanging out at Brown’s Hotel over tea and toasted teacakes.

Radzinowicz’s obituary provides a considerable amount of information regarding the state of criminology in the UK when these intellectual giants were building their reputations and their empires. We are told that: ‘Criminology in England had, until the arrival of these emigrés [Hermann Mannheim and Radzinowicz], been a minority interest of the medical profession. It was seen as having little relevance to penal policy and less to forensic aspects of criminal justice.

Mannheim, at the LSE became the “father” of modern English criminology. Without his teaching in the 40s and 50s, the present generation of academic criminologists would not exist. But he was a proud man who never entirely abandoned the formalities of his youth, when he had been a Prussian officer and judge; he lacked the social skills to give the subject the public legitimacy crucial to its survival; he upset so many people that he was never to have the professorial accolade.

In 1957, the Conservative home secretary, RA Butler, approached London University about establishing an institute of criminology; Mannheim was not even consulted. At a private lunch given by the Vice-Chancellor, the Principal, Douglas Logan, dismissed Mannheim’s claims in a single sentence, but praised Radzinowicz, whom he knew well as a fellow Fellow of Trinity. The lunch was attended by the under secretary of state at the Home Office and the Secretary of the Royal Commission on Capital Punishment, on which Radzinowicz had served. 

Many in London believed that the whole thing had been a stitch-up and the man with the needle was Logan. It will never be possible to know why the Vice-Chancellor did not acknowledge, let alone reply, to Butler’s letter until prompted by the Home Secretary’s private office. Did Radzy know what was going on behind the academic arras? It seems inconceivable that he did not, but the Old Fox, another of his nicknames, would have been far too wily to have left the least incriminating scent.

Mannheim wasted a disproportionate amount of energy in his retirement expressing his hatred of the “upstart Pole”; this degenerated into such an obsession that any former pupil who visited Cambridge was re-categorised as an “unperson”. By 1959 the Institute was established in Cambridge. Radzinowicz became the first Professor of Criminology in Britain and some of Her Majesty’s judges began to accept invitations to contribute to the institute’s seminars.

Radzinowicz had carved a niche in the Law Faculty and, by 1948, he had his fellowship at Trinity. By 1949, he was appointed a member of the Gowers Commission on capital punishment’.

With regard to Radzy’s prolific output, the obituarist tells us that ‘Not that they were the result of only one man’s labour down the years. Radzy’s enemies have ascribed to his various co-workers the greater part of particular volumes. For all that his mind ranged the horizons of the subject quick as a falcon’s eye, his individual writings were probably not outstanding.

His membership of the Gowers Commission stood him in good stead, for he made friends in the Home Office and in the shadows of the political establishment. Trinity and the Athenaeum came in handy for such things and lesser, and younger, mortals got the toasted teacakes. He was never short of money.

In 1966, there was a major scandal following the escape of the Soviet spy George Blake, who had just been sentenced to 42 years’ imprisonment. The Labour Home Secretary, Roy Jenkins, appointed Earl Mountbatten to report. Radzy’s seat on the Advisory Council on the penal system led to his becoming Chairman of the sub-committee that considered Mountbatten’s proposals for maximum security prisons in 1967-8. He came out in favour not of Mountbatten’s idea of a concentration of high risk prisoners in one place but of the preferred Home Office option of dispersal.

Mountbatten was furious, which must have troubled Radzy, since he was totally sycophantic about royalty; the history of the dispersal policy has been the unmitigated failure its critics predicted. Perhaps, knowing the tide, he judged it better not to go against it. Yet, from his introduction to a book by Richard Sparks in 1971, he clearly saw what was happening in the English prison system and made few bones about it.

In 1986, he spoke at a reception in Lincoln’s Inn to mark the publication of the final volume of his History (the Conservative Home Secretary [Douglas Hurd] was the principal guest) and his asides made little secret of contempt in which he held Thatcherite social policies and the mess of British society, never mind its prisons. By this time, he lived in Philadelphia.

His knighthood came in 1970. At last he could feel on equal terms with those senior civil servants whom he had assiduously cultivated down the years, although his heart had been set on a peerage. He was not to be presented in their Lordships’ house, but his retirement dinner was unforgettable.

For many years, Cambridge held regular conferences on criminology and these had become feudal gatherings at which fealty was paid to a liege lord; except that a number of young squires had begun to have their own show, what was to be the York deviancy symposium.

In the paranoid climate of British universities, Radzy was genuinely fearful of the activities of these leftist critics of orthodox criminology and the establishment. Unfortunately, quite a few of them were at his retirement dinner during a conference. Congratulatory messages were read out like wedding telegrams while Radzy, surrounded by the senior home civil service…As he rose to speak, some young squires made an ostentatious exit, but it was not his style to notice such things.

He was not always good at human relations but there was, in his retirement, a mellowness about him. Some thought it stemmed from guilt, long overdue, for the appalling way in which he had treated junior colleagues.

Carel Weight’s portrait of him as a young man conveyed through the eyes a fierce, almost vulpine, impression of a man who knew what he wanted and how to get it. He would have been at home in the courts of Renaissance Italy. It was not in his nature to be a tyrant, for he had too much humanity; he was just uncommonly ill-tempered, especially when he thought that he had been thwarted, when his behaviour degenerated to the level of any departmental bully. He despised weakness in others and respected those with the courage to stand up to his tantrums.

In old age, Radzy was forgiving, even to Mannheim, in a generous tribute in the Dictionary of National Biography; Mannheim would never have done the same for him. Those of us whom he described in his account of the events of 1957 as “still young, but gifted and enthusiastic… eager to leave a mark on the future development of the discipline” had a lot to put up with in the years of his ascendancy.

So if one was being beaten and raped in Bryn Estyn or had been banged up in prison as the result of a corrupt deal between a gang of paedophiles and their mates in high places, it was this group of selfish, warring, complete bastards who spent their time conducting personal vendettas against each other, or getting pissed at High Table and in the Athenaeum while beating a path to a knighthood, upon whom you had to depend to report upon the conditions of the institution in which you were incarcerated or whether the criminal justice system and law were working as they should.

My how things haven’t changed.

In 1968 Anthony Bottoms was appointed by Sheffield University’s Faculty of Law as that University’s first dedicated Lecturer in Criminology. Bottoms became Sheffield’s first Professor of Criminology in 1976. Bottoms did his PhD at Sheffield, but I’m not sure when – he may have completed it while he was working as a lecturer there. In 1984 Bottoms returned to Cambridge as Wolfson Professor of Criminology (a post he held until 2006) and as Director of the Institute of Criminology (1984-98). Bottoms returned to the University of Sheffield as a part-time Professor, 2002-07, holding this position conjointly with his Cambridge post.  Bottoms has been a Fellow of the British Academy since 1997.

Bottoms was a member of the Home Office’s Research and Advisory Group on the Long-term Prison System, 1984-90 and on three occasions acted as a Specialist Adviser to the House of Commons N Ireland Affairs Committee for its inquiries on prison-related matters, 1998; 2003-4; 2007. He was appointed by the Scottish Gov’t to write a report on the structure and content of criminological research in Scotland and this report led directly to the establishment in 2005 of the inter-university Scottish Centre for Crime and Justice Research.

Bottoms has collaborated with, supervised, or taught, a number of other notable criminologists, including David Garland, Alison Liebling, Richard Sparks, John Pratt and Mike Nellis.

In 2001 Bottoms picked up his knighthood. There was a glut of honours dispensed in 2001, the year after the publication of the cover-up which was the Waterhouse Report, as the immediate fury regarding such an obvious rigged scam had dissipated a little bit. I have no idea whether Bottoms’s K was given in that spirit, it wouldn’t surprise me if it was, Bottoms must have a mountain of shit on a great many people.

In April 2018 Bottoms and his colleague Dr Jo Parsons conducted a Review on behalf of the Sentencing Council regarding how the Council can best exercise its statutory functions.

Someone who had spent years at Bangor University sought refuge at the Cambridge Institute of Criminology in 2003 – Professor Roy King. I didn’t know Roy King, he had departed from Bangor by the time that I began working as a social scientist there, but he hadn’t long gone and the memories of Roy King were still raw. I heard a great deal about Roy King. Not from members of staff, I suspect that he was such a nasty piece of work that no-one dared speak of him, but swathes of students past and present and a few retired staff were frank in their opinion that he was the most unpleasant, vindictive, bullying, unscrupulous man that Bangor had ever entertained. Which is quite some accolade. I wondered for a long time why such evil should exist within a criminology team at Bangor until the penny dropped. It’s the paedophiles’ friends again. I met students past and present who’s projects and theses had involved them interviewing sex offenders, visiting bail hostels, liaising with the Probation Service, the mental health services and the social services. The heart of those who had facilitated the trafficking ring. Some of those students seemed to have been put in danger in terms of being left alone with potentially dangerous offenders and I marvelled at how some of the work had ever found its way past an ethics committee.

It did clarify a mystery that I came across in 2002 though. During the weeks when I was in the Hergest Unit in that year – just before the paedophiles’ friends had yet another go at imprisoning me on the basis of their perjury – I noticed that not only had the wards at the Hergest Unit become even more dangerous and not only were the staff even more abusive and neglectful, but that there were hardly any qualified permanent staff there. None of the staff would tell the patients their full names, neither would they wear their identity badges and they simply referred to each other as ‘nurses’. They weren’t, there were hardly any qualified nurses there, virtually all staff were nursing assistants, who were casual labour hired from the nursing bank. I watched carefully and I noticed that on a number of occasions, there was not one qualified nurse on duty. Which is of course unlawful. Assaults on patients by staff were occurring, threats and aggression towards the patients from staff were routine and I sustained injuries as a result of an assault by four Angels. I was prevented from reporting the matter to the police, I was repeatedly lied to and one member of staff external to the ward who was most concerned at what was happening on that ward, Taliesin Ward, was banned by the NW Wales NHS Trust authorities from contacting me and threatened with dismissal if he did so. See my post ‘Who Is In Need Of Restraining? for some of the details. Another patient told me that he witnessed a female patient sexually assaulted by male staff in the guise of ‘restraint’.

I am no stranger to abusive Top Docs and Angels, but one thing really surprised me, which was that one of the bank ‘nurses’ witnessing the thuggery and assisting in preventing me as well as other patients from reporting assaults on us by staff was it transpired a postgraduate student from Bangor University. In my experience, students from Bangor were usually among those being threatened and harassed by the mental health services. I then discovered that this young woman was doing an MSc in Criminology no less. With a Professor Roy King.

Perhaps Kate Madden would now like to tell the world why she regularly worked shifts on a locked ward in the Hergest Unit and stood by saying nothing as she witnessed patients threatened, assaulted, injured, refused visitors and indeed all contact with the outside world until they had agreed to drop their complaints against staff. Oh and Kate – why did you disconnect the ward phone when I tried to telephone a friend to tell them that I had just been violently assaulted by four staff and I was now injured and was being prevented from reporting the matter to the police? Then there was the statement that you subsequently gave to the police after Alun Davies et al conspired to have me jailed. It wasn’t true and the case against me collapsed. Ah – the other patient who had been assaulted by the staff on your watch Kate. The young Muslim man who sat on the floor crying ‘please don’t hurt me again?’

MSc in Criminology??? Where exactly were your ethics during the time that you worked at the Hergest Unit? By the way Kate, look at some of the inspection reports for the Hergest while you were employed there as a hired thug. Patients were dying. I understand that there had even been deaths on the ward. Then there was the elderly lady who set fire to herself ON THE WARD. How exactly did these things happen Kate? Would you now like to belatedly make a statement about what you witnessed Bethan Roberts, Sian Ruth Lloyd, Dave Wood and Michelle Shaw doing to patients? Why did so many female patients wake up to find ‘nurse’ Dave Wood in their bedrooms with them, alone, with no good reason, in the middle of the night? Er – four of us at least had that experience and complained didn’t we? Only to be told that we had assaulted staff and would now be charged. The witnesses to the assaults being Wood and his colleagues.

Another one of Roy King’s postgrads was the vile Dr Denise Baker-McClearns. Who spent years doing everything she could to intimidate me when she was one of my neighbours, then moved on to intimidating other people. Denise made allegations that a local man had molested her daughter. There was no evidence, the offence was said to have taken place years previously, but at least it split the man’s marriage up and made his alcohol problem a lot worse. The mental health services then housed him next to a pub in Bethesda. What happened? He was found dead of course, what else was the outcome going to be. I obviously escaped lightly, Denise only told everyone that I was a danger to their children. God forbid what she’d have said if I’d been in possession of a penis, I’d have been in prison years ago.

Denise was married to a children’s social worker on Anglesey. That’s the Anglesey which had a major problem with the social workers facilitating the abuse of the kids.

Denise had a career in the people business as well. She worked in mental health! Denise – after a great struggle because she isn’t the sharpest knife in the drawer – finished a degree in psychology at Bangor University, did whatever it was that she did with Roy King and then decided that she would help the mad. She was sacked from at least two jobs after she was deemed to be a danger to vulnerable people (imagine how I laughed when I heard about that, if only the poor sod who died after being on the receiving end of Denise had survived to know that as well) and then bagged a job with the Gov’t adviser, leading Top Doc, Manchester University’s Louis Appleby, as a member of his team carrying out the National Confidential Inquiry Into Suicide and Homicide By People With Mental Illness. Denise departed from Appleby’s team under a huge cloud as well and then rocked up at Warwick University’s Dept of Primary Care, where she was sacked within months. Denise then embarked on a new career as a food blogger and a manager of a cafe for the homeless/needy.

Louis didn’t raise the alarm and get Denise removed from circulation then.

Louis might be interested to know that I was told recently that the dreadful Denise was yet another gift to me and Brown from the security services. I can understand why the security services might have wanted a mole near Roy King and Louis Appleby, but not only did Denise cause me far more grief than she caused them, but she obviously wasn’t in the least bit effective, because Roy King bagged a Chair at Cambridge and Appleby has been appointed to more and more Gov’t roles and positions of responsibility.

Note to MI5: If I ensure that I always sport red lipstick as warning plumage, talk with a cockney accent and say fuck even more than I do at present, cheat, lie, steal and harass people so badly that they move house to get away from me, would you pay me whatever you were paying the toxic cow Denise? If you employ me, I’ll actually get rid of the trash for you, unlike Denise who simply joined them.

Another member of Roy King’s merry band was Preet Nijar, ‘lecturer in criminology’. Preet sported red lipstick as warning plumage as well. Preet Nijar was so excruciatingly embarrassing that Bangor University were spending good money on lawyers in an attempt to try and work out how they could get rid of her without the University disappearing in a mushroom cloud. My info re Preet came from students, because the legal nightmare which was Preet was far too hot for the staff to touch. Not all the criminology students were like Kate Madden or Denise Baker-McClearns, lots of them were great and I knew a number of them very well. It was they who filled me in on the extraordinary excesses of Preet Nijar.

Preet Nijar had managed to have a same sex relationship with one of her postgrads. Except that Preet was at the same time in a heterosexual relationship with another criminologist, but not one who worked at Bangor. For added excitement, at some point the relationship involved all three of them. As far as that goes, it’s their own business. Except that for some reason Preet and the man involved fell out with the postgrad and things got nasty. The postgrad began legal action against the University, alleging lack of duty of care. Nijar denied any improper behaviour and denounced the postgrad as mad and a liar. The postgrad then produced photos of all three of them in bed together. The University was left to pick up the crap. Nijar refused to resign and called on the assistance of the union to keep her in her job. Nijar’s male partner then arrived on University premises and told the postgrad to shut her mouth or he’d shut it for her. The Professor of Sociology was left to deal with this thug in order to protect students. Then Nijar and her partner managed to manipulate a few people into believing that they’d been mistreated by Bangor University, so those people began circulating rumours blaming innocent parties for the now unholy mess.

It went on for years and the last that I heard, Preet Nijar still held some sort of post at Bangor but they’d stopped paying her a salary.

So to all those who marvelled at the saga involving Preet Nijar and blamed the senior sociologists for the mess – no, it wasn’t their fault. Nijar and her partner were nuts and nasty, Roy King positively attracted such poisonous people and then departed for Cambridge, leaving Bangor to pick up the pieces in the face of a corrupt union rep who knew damn well that Nijar should have been dismissed on multiple grounds.

I think we do need to ask exactly what criteria the Cambridge Institute of Criminology are using to appoint senior academics…

There was another academic who had formerly worked at Bangor who, like Roy King, had never been forgotten on account of his alleged backstabbing, cheating and one upmanship, Ralph Fevre. Ralph Fevre left for dear old Cardiff, the former home of Howard Jones and Mark Drakeford. Ralph is now Professor of Social Sciences at Cardiff University. Ralph recently wrote a blog about bullying in the workplace and the need to value individuals! Some of Ralph’s former colleagues would I imagine be entertained by that blog, but then Cardiff University might have something to say to Ralph if he wrote a blog about how to behave like a total scumbag and bag a Chair at Cardiff. By the way Ralph, do you remember when I wrote that book proposal years ago and one of your mates recommended that I should send it to you in your capacity as the commissioning editor of the series? And you never replied? So weeks later I wrote to you again and it was a case of ooh dear, I forgot about your proposal and now the deadline’s gone! Ah well never mind Ralph, I was told that you were a cheating bastard who had done it deliberately because Cardiff didn’t want anything high quality coming out of early career researchers at Bangor. Fortunately University of Wales Press were sufficiently impressed that they offered me a contract anyway and they subsequently published my book outside of the series which you ensured only included volumes written by your mates or people working at Cardiff.

 

The Home Office Research Unit Report lists work with offenders in areas of the UK where it is now acknowledged that there were paedophile gangs in operation at the time of the research. T.F. Marshall investigated criminal subcultures in an unidentified town in central Lancashire, 1973-74. Dr M.S. Folkhard studied the treatment of offenders in terms of probation aftercare, borstal and homeless aftercare in London, Sheffield, Dorset, Liverpool and Staffordshire, 1971-77. Rob Evans, who was the senior manager in Gwynedd Social Services who presided over the abuse of both children and mental health patients in the 1980s and 90s had previously been a team leader in Dorset (see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’).

Folkhard also investigated Community Service Orders, 1972-74, in Durham, Kent, south west Lancashire, inner London and Nottingham. Furthermore Folkhard researched Day Training Centres in Glamorgan, Liverpool, inner London and Sheffield, 1972-75.

While Folkhard was doing that, George Thomas and others were busy in Glamorgan.

Folkhard and colleagues in 1966 had produced ‘Probation Research – A Report’ for the Home Office Research Unit

The Home Office Research Unit funded work on the influence of narcotics on crime for the Advisory Council on the Misuse of Drugs, to be presented at a conference of the Council of Europe, Strasbourg in Nov 1974. The Advisory Council on the Misuse of Drugs was packed to the rafters with paedophiles’ friends. In 1972, Sir Philip Myers, who was the Chief Constable of North Wales, 1974-82, sat on the Advisory Council on the Misuse of Drugs. Myers’s Drug Squad officers were endemically corrupt, they were facilitating the large scale dealing of Class A drugs whilst planting such drugs on hippies and students who were blowing dope or indeed on anyone else whom they wanted to fit up. Myers also knew all about the paedophile ring and ignored it, except for to prosecute the victims and witnesses if they complained. After Myers retired he became an HM inspector of Constabulary. Read more about Myers’s eccentric ways in my post ‘Top Of The Cops’.

 

Professor R.A. Parker of Bristol University’s Dept of Social Work and Administration was funded by the Home Office Research Unit to research the operation of Part I of the Children and Young Persons Act 1974 between 1971 and 1974. Bristol University hosted a collection of people who assisted Dafydd and the gang and both D.G.E. Wood and Lord David Hunt were alumni of Bristol. Wood was part of the trafficking ring and Hunt spent years at the Welsh Office concealing their crimes.

 

Other people and studies listed in the Home Office Research Unit Report as having been funded by them included:

Dr W.H. Hammond – Studies of Criminal Histories, 1962-74.

Dr C. Banks and Stephen Brody – Survey of the Male Prison Population, 1971-74.

C.P. Nuttall – carried out a number of parole studies between 1968 and 1974.

Joy Mott – studies on the Boys in Approved Schools and the use of opiates in prisons and psychiatric hospitals.

Elizabeth Field, W.H. Hammond and Prof J. Tizard, ‘Thirteen Year Old Boys in Approved Schools in 1962’, published in 1971.

A New Zealander, Jack Tizard spent most of his professional life in England where, as a psychologist, he worked ‘at the boundaries of psychology, medicine, education and the social sciences’. His work on alternatives to institutional care in the 1950s and 60s ‘underpinned the subsequent development of ‘ordinary life’ models for children and adults with intellectual disabilities’. Tizard’s approach was ‘characterised by a commitment to using high research standards to address important social problems, ensuring through his extensive advisory activities that the results of research were available to practitioners and policy-makers’.

The University of Kent has The Tizard Centre, named in honour of the great man, concerned with learning disabilities and community care.

Helen Sylvia Anthony published ‘Depression, Psychopathic Personality and Attempted Suicide in a Borstal Sample’ in 1973. I think the very title of that work tells us all we need to know, it will have been manna from heaven to the paedophiles and their friends.

Nancy Goodman – Sentencing of Women, 1972-74; long term follow up of borstal girls, 1973-74.

The Home Office’s Research Unit Report also listed Nancy Goodman and Jean Price’s 1967 Study of Female Offenders.

Funds were made available to the Runnymede Trust, 1973-74, to conduct ‘An Analysis of the Coloured Population of Great Britain’. A great many paedophiles’ friends found themselves magnetically attracted to the Runnymede Trust (see previous posts).

 

So that is the story of how a Home Secretary in 1957 is still influencing policy today.

‘Da Dafydd – a yw’r ŵyn wedi rhoi’r gorau i sgrechian?’

 

I have received an e mail from someone who has sent me information concerning Top Doctor Anthony Baker who some time ago found himself in hot water regarding his misconduct but was of course allowed to carry on practising by the GMC. I did know about Anthony Baker, furthermore he was one of the advisers who were involved with the seminars held after the Waterhouse Inquiry, at which Waterhouse’s recommendations and their implementation were discussed. My reader commented that she found it worrying that there were so many perverts around. I’m not sure that there are. The generation of dreadful old politicians who were damaged beyond belief in brutal boys boarding schools and spent their adult lives molesting children has just about died out. The problem now is the hordes of people who knew about them or crimes relating to them who remained silent and continue to remain silent. The consequences of the Westminster Paedophile Ring and Dafydd et al are running down through generations, as so many people are acutely aware that they only bagged their current job/peerage by keeping quiet and toadying.

So here’s another person, a Top Doctor, who was never obnoxious or abusive himself, but who remained silent in the face of those who were. Dr Webb, a GP latterly of Cricieth Health Centre. In 2005, after my lawyer demonstrated that I had been threatened, assaulted and injured by mental health staff and that they had perjured themselves, the NW Wales NHS Trust were unable to continue their denials in the face of documentary evidence and witness testimonies. Their answer was to flatly refuse me all NHS treatment, to threaten me with arrest if I entered Trust properties and to refuse to make any alternative arrangements for me.

I had recently registered with Dr Webb, who seemed very pleasant, admitted that the mental health services left much to be desired but didn’t believe that I had been refused all NHS treatment. So he kindly, in front of me, rang up the NW Wales NHS Trust to reassure me that I had ‘misunderstood’. Medwyn Williams, the newly appointed manager of the Hergest Unit, confirmed to Dr Webb that I had indeed been refused all NHS treatment on the orders of the Trust CEO and Chair. Medwyn finished the phone call by telling Dr Webb that ‘mistakes were made but we’ll never treat her again’. After the phone call, Dr Webb looked a bit nonplussed and said ‘its not very good really is it’. No, it was disgusting and completely illegal. Medwyn then sent Dr Webb a letter in which he confirmed the contents of the phone call. I saw the letter but didn’t keep a copy. I have been told that the legal ramifications were such that Dr Webb threw the letter away.

I don’t think that Dr Webb works at Cricieth anymore. Wherever he now is, could he please come forward and admit that the legacy of a paedophile gang resulted in me being unlawfully denied all NHS secondary care and that this was endorsed at the highest level – by Dr Brian Gibbons, the Welsh Gov’ts Health Minister, who also refused to investigate my complaints.

When Medwyn Williams held that phone call with Dr Webb, the NW Wales NHS Trust had the highest suicide rate for women of any area in England and Wales except for Camden. Patients were suing and writing to the Secretary of State for Wales such was the chaos. The Hergest Unit had virtually imploded and Medwyn Williams had been recently appointed after Alun Davies got up and left in a hurry when he realised that there were too many deaths to explain away. Medwyn Williams did not stay long as manager of the Hergest Unit. He had a nervous breakdown.

These are the consequences of serious organised crime. It needs dealing with.

 

I’ve been so busy on the blog that I haven’t kept up with the news in detail, but I do know that the Independent Inquiry Into Child Sexual Abuse have been guilty of a massive data breach and made public the names and other personal details of hundreds of victims. They have been clobbered with a huge fine and have apologised for breaching people’s privacy. They’ve done rather worse than that. They’ve put the lives of all those people in danger. No-one seems to get this. We are not talking about sad men with arrested psycho-sexual development lurking on street corners. The phenomenon that IICSA is charged with investigating involved organised gangs of criminals with corrupt Top Docs, social workers, police officers, lawyers and judges on their payroll and they murdered witnesses. Please, just stop the IISCA now. Most of those who offered to give evidence have walked away in despair at the fuckwittery, the Chair is a former social worker who presided over the abuse of children herself and now they’ve put the lives of hundreds of witnesses in even greater danger. Just stop. You are idiots, you were the ones who caused the problem in the first place, you really do not have the answers. You might as well install Dafydd as the Chair.

 

I did see a little bit about Cliff, who I think has won a big damages settlement against the BBC. There has been much sobbing from Cliff and his celeb friends at the trauma of it all, in contrast to the media who are seething at the thought that they cannot name people accused of sex offences before they have been tried.

Cliff, the BBC shouldn’t have done it, people are innocent until proven guilty and the whole stunt was obviously designed to embarrass you. However you were in your other house in Portugal at the time and I’m not sure that the tomfoolery of the BBC on that morning was really so traumatic for you and your friends that it was worth a few hundred grand in compensation. No-one seems to really believe the allegations against you, you obviously have lots of good mates around you which is what matters at such times. It’s not as though you’re going to be subjected to vigilante attacks or you are going to lose your job.

As for the media, do you think that you might have brought this on yourselves? Your behaviour has been so bad, just so bad – the worst examples that I can think of at the moment are the treatment of Charlotte Church’s mum, Milly Dowler’s mum and dad and Max Mosley – that people are no longer sympathetic to the reptiles as ‘Private Eye’ always called them demanding their right to hurl poison at whoever they want. Did any of you ever name Savile? No. You had the evidence, but you absolutely did not name him. Instead you continued to run ingratiating stories about his charidee work. You turned your fire on Charlotte Church’s mum and two people who’s daughter had been murdered. Neither did any of you publish anything about what was happening to me and others in north Wales. We weren’t fantasists, there were witnesses and I’ve got 10,000 documents. I know at least one other person in north Wales who’s lawyer extracted a similar number of documents from his records over a period of nearly 30 yrs and as with mine, there is written evidence of wrongdoing on nearly every page. Some of the same signatures and even the same phrases appear on the records of both of us.

For what it’s worth, the consequences for most people – particularly men accused of sex offences – of being named in relation to crimes are usually so negative that I think that people probably should be granted anonymity until they are found guilty. The MO of the paedophile gang in north Wales was to drag anyone who complained through the courts on serious charges in the knowledge that the damage to their reputations would be such that even if they were found not guilty, they were stuffed anyway. Naming innocent people was a Godsend to Dafydd. Was Dafydd ever named? Not until I began this blog, no he wasn’t. Never. Not once. But scores of people who had complained about him or his associates were, some of whom died in prison before their cases were ever heard.

My solicitor in Bangor told me years ago that the magistrates considered that the offenders appearing in the local press was an even more effective punishment than the sentences that the Court imposed. It was certainly enough to stop most people daring to complain about Dafydd et al. Again and again, I was told ‘he knows things about me and he’ll tell people’. I was warned myself that he’d do that to me. Indeed Dafydd and his associates did, repeatedly. Confidentiality was broken again and again and even better than that, Dafydd et al just made things up as they went along. Indeed Judge Huw Daniel made things up about me in Court and they were subsequently published in the local paper as fact. Cliff doesn’t live in Bangor and work as a teacher, so Cliff being named n shamed when nothing has been proved against him is not going to cause much harm, but other people aren’t so well insulated as Cliff.

10,000 documents everyone. Detailing the most serious crime on the part of professional people in senior positions from right across the UK over a period of decades. But you did not want to know.

The irony is that it was Fran Unsworth whom the BBC wheeled out to talk to the media following Cliff’s victory. Fran appeared on this blog a while ago. She is someone who knew about the crimes detailed on this blog but who never breathed a word.

As for the problem of people keeping quiet to protect their friends: I do not have one scrap of evidence that Cliff Richard has ever broken any law in his life. But Cliff has spoken openly of his close friendship with Cilla. Cilla spoke openly of her friendship with Professor Geoffrey Chamberlain. Geoffrey Chamberlain definitely was someone who spent years concealing a paedophile ring in north Wales and a paedophile ring in south London, of which at least one of his friends and colleagues was a member. Cilla was a private patient at St George’s Hospital Medical School. The secretary with only the most basic qualifications and education who dealt with the private patients – who’s salary was paid for by the NHS – was a very rich woman. Inexplicably rich, as were her young adult children.

 

A Galaxy of Talent

Readers who follow the comments section of my blog might have noticed that a few days ago my correspondent Lydia drew my attention to a Top Doctor called Linford Rees who had practiced at the Whitchurch Hospital in Cardiff whom Lydia suspected had connections to Dr T. Gwynne Williams the lobotomist, Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and other paedophiles’ friends in north Wales. Lydia had discovered an obituary which was enough to suggest that Linford was a creep of the highest order and advised me to do a bit of research on Linford. I have not been disappointed, it led to a treasure trove.

Professor William Linford Llewellyn Rees was born in 1914 near Llanelli, so was of a similar vintage to Gwynne the lobotomist. The obituaries written about Linford are some of the most toadying that I have ever read and I have read many a fawning obituary of a Top Doctor, crawling is de rigueur if one is a Top Doctor compiling the obituary of another Top Doctor. Linford is universally acknowledged as a giant, the most eminent psychiatrist that Wales has ever seen. Much is made of Linford’s Welshness, but like many Professional Welsh, Linford was based for most of his life in London. Which if you want to rule the roost in Wales is what you do – a lot can be achieved if one is a member of the Professional Welsh based in London.

Linford went to Llanelli Grammar School, University College Cardiff and graduated from the Welsh National School of Medicine (Cardiff University’s medical school) in 1938.

After graduation Linford took up a job as Assistant Medical Officer at the Worcester City and County Hospital, Powick, where he received a first class training in doing whatever he felt like without ever being held to account, even in the event of the patients dying. The newly qualified Linford ran the place. He even made up the medicines if the pharmacist was absent and conducted the postmortems – as well as ‘participating in the patients dances’. Linford’s presence at the Lunatics Balls may not have been entirely benign as we will see shortly. The ever diligent Linford found time to examine all of the 800 chronic patients and uncovered a number of cases of syphilitic general paresis. Which indicates just how horrendously neglected those patients had been – although we can’t be entirely sure of anything because Linford was examining the patients, doing the diagnosing, the prescribing, making up the ‘medicines’ and then carried out the postmortem if things went pear-shaped. In between joining in the Lunatics Ball.

Then it was postgraduate training for Linford -the Diploma of Psychological Medicine at the Maudsley of course, where he developed a specialism in psychosomatic medicine. Such an interest could be used to develop genuine sympathy for patients and explore their problems in an interesting and sensitive way, but what seems to have been happening to people at Linford’s hands just sounds horrible. Linford worked closely with H.J. Eysenck, a man so discredited that a lot of people don’t like to admit to having worked with him. Eysenck was considered offensive by many and his ideas considered quite dangerous. His presence was sometimes met with protests from students and there were allegations that his thinking was dangerously near some of the Nazi ideology. Eysenck’s personal history was very effectively used by him to make counter-allegations against his detractors – Eysenck was of course Jewish. But then Greville Janner alleged for years that the people accusing him of child abuse were anti-semitic. Of course fascist websites did seize upon the accusations against Janner and publish them alongside mad anti-semitic rants involving notions of a worldwide Jewish conspiracy, thus doing Janner a very great service.

Rees and Eysenck pursued a particularly peculiar line of research during the war years at the Mill Hill Emergency Hospital (the war time site of the Maudsley) in which they carried out a series of ‘anthropometric measurements’ on all admissions to the hospital which resulted in them compiling the Rees-Eysenck Index for body build in males.

Another charming character with whom Linford worked at Mill Hill was the famously dreadful Sir Aubrey Lewis, the eugenicist and admirer of some of the scientists who worked on some of the Nazi research projects, whose excesses are detailed in my post ‘The Newcastle-Upon-Tyne Connection?’.

Linford’s interest in psychosomatic medicine resulted in him being let loose on patients with asthma, hay fever, bowel disease, urticaria, migraine and sexual dysfunction to conduct ‘pioneering clinical experiments’. I am left with visions of the 1940s version of what many patients with severe clinical depression and whatever ME actually is experienced from the Top Doctors in the 1980s as they became increasingly ill and could not in the end get out of bed or even talk – the Top Doctors bellowed that there was nothing at all wrong with them and they needed to pull their socks up. There was a case in the south of England where a seriously ill teenager died at the hands of the Top Doctors as they reassured everyone that her problems were the result of an over-indulgent mother. The teenager was taken into care, away from that toxic mum who was in despair – the teenager died. Because she was very, very ill. There was a bit of a ding dong over that death, but it was all OK in the end because an investigation concluded that the Top Doctors had acted in her best interests at every stage of her prolonged death.

Linford worked at something called the Prisoner of War Neurosis Unit – I bet he really enjoyed himself there – and then returned to Wales.

In 1946 Linford was appointed to the Whitchurch Hospital, Cardiff as the regional psychiatrist for Wales and Monmouthshire. The sky was the limit then. I never heard any tales of the Whitchurch having an underground chamber a la North Wales Hospital Denbigh in 1986 in which patients who Defied Dafydd were held, but the Whitchurch was pretty bad. The service users wept tears of joy when it was finally closed a few years ago and at one point Whitchurch had the distinction of administering the highest rate of ECT in Europe.

Despite his Welshness, Linford didn’t hang around in Wales for long, he soon returned to the Command and Control Centre at the Royal Bethlem Hospital and the Maudsley, where he was consultant physician, 1954-66. Linford also had a senior role at the Institute of Psychiatry, 1956-78.

In 1966 Linford became Professor of Psychological Medicine – the first Professor of Psychological Medicine in the UK! – at Barts in London. He had already been a lecturer at Bart’s Medical College, 1958-66. Barts was where Lady Juliet Bingley – who led MIND’s concealing of the crimes of Dafydd et al in north Wales – had her links with the Top Doctors via her father who had been a Top Doctor at Barts and her own previous employment there (see post ‘MIND Are Out For Mental Health – Never For Themselves Of Course’).

Linford was one of the founders of the Royal College of Psychiatrists in 1971 – Linford and co were desperate to have a Royal College and one with a suitably posh building, it made them feel a bit better about themselves what with their specialism generally considered to be a joke that no good graduate would consider entering. Linford was the second President of the Royal College, 1975-78. So Linford was President when his esteemed colleagues Dafydd and Gwynne in north Wales hatched their plan with Risley Remand Centre, a number of local GPs and corrupt local solicitors to unlawfully arrest Mary Wynch, imprison her and fleece her of her property because she just bloody well wouldn’t shut up about the endemic corruption in the legal profession in north Wales (see post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’). I suspect that Mary also knew rather more about UCNW (Bangor University) than was safe, she worked as a secretary in the dysfunctional School of Agriculture alongside the awful Prof J.B. Owen, a sheep farmer who doubled up as a nuclear physicist after Chernobyl (see post ‘Not Seen Since The 80s – Carwyn’). Lest anyone might have shown any reservations about Dafydd and Gwynne’s Cunning Plan re Mary, they could have always have relied upon the BMA to reassure them that they were doing the Right Thing and support them in their law-breaking – as Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) did in the 1980s and 90s when he faithfully cc’d the BMA into his correspondence concerning me, as he and his colleagues perjured themselves repeatedly in their attempts to have me banged up – because Linford was President of the BMA, 1978-79.

Linford retired in 1980 – by which I mean that he started receiving his generous Top Doctor’s pension and benefits – although he remained as Professor Emeritus at Barts until 1988 and as consulting physician at Barts, 1981-04.

In 1980 Linford entered the profitable world of private clinics. He was Medical Director of the Charter Clinic, 1980-84 and Director of and Advisor to Huntercombe Manor Hospital, 1989-04 and its President, 1992-04. Huntercombe Manor Hospital describes itself as being a hospital for young people with severe mental health problems and eating disorders. It also caters for young people who are sectioned under the Mental Health Act as well as those who have found themselves in trouble with the law. Huntercombe Manor is now one of those private companies which are picking up commissions from the NHS, but when Linford was leading it, it described itself as a private hospital. Whilst Linford was in charge, Huntercombe Manor came under fire for the inadequate care of at least one young patient. I suspect that was just the tip of the iceberg, because not only did Huntercombe Manor have Linford to provide a big umbrella but Huntercombe Manor worked in tandem with dear old St George’s Hospital Medical School. St George’s led the field in terms of Top Doctors concealing – or in the case of Professor Oliver Brooke perpetuating – child sexual abuse and the associated criminality. In 2000 a volume on eating disorders was published which was edited by Bryan Lask of St George’s and Huntercombe Manor Hospital and Rachel Bryant-Waugh, of Great Ormond Street Hospital. GOSH gets mountains of good publicity but they do have an unfortunate tendency to become involved in high profile cases of child abuse eg. Baby P. It’s soon forgotten though as another TV documentary hits our screens featuring jolly Angels wearing silly hats and playing with the children, sitting down with a cup of char to listen to the kiddies parents sound off about their stress levels and shed a few tears. The eating disorders unit at St George’s was yet another flagship dept at that institution – it was led by Professor Arthur Crisp, who was lauded for having such an impressive recovery rate among his patients. I heard from one of Arthur’s own nurses  what Arthur’s Secret was – if the patients didn’t eat, Arthur discharged them and refused them further treatment. So Arthur just kicked out the most seriously unwell patients. Some of whom will have subsequently died, because severe anorexia has one of the highest mortality rates where mental health problems are concerned.

When I was illegally imprisoned in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh in the winter of 1986/87, there was only two other young women on the ward. One was the distressed young woman who had been abducted, kept in an attic for three days and sexually assaulted who disappeared without explanation after Angel Iola Edwards heard the young woman telling me what had happened to her (see post ‘The Distressed Young Woman Who Vanished’) and the other one was a teenaged girl from Rhyl with anorexia. This teenager was a patient of Dr Neil Davies rather than Dafydd – Neil Davies was not the nutter that Dafydd was, but Neil Davies knew what Dafydd was doing and concealed the wrongdoing with the best of them. In my own case Neil Davies remembered that I had been a witness to Dafydd’s Doings thirty years later – and was happy to make a note of this on my medical records and continue the smear campaign whilst giving me every impression that he was getting along with me very well and chatting about my publications. When the patient of Neil Davies’s heard that I was doing an MSc in a London medical school, she told me that Dr Neil Davies had arranged for her to spend a few weeks at an eating disorder unit in London, near Wimbledon. She didn’t know the name of the hospital where she had been, but she knew that it was near Wimbledon. This does not mean that she was an idiot, it was absolutely standard practice for the paedophiles’ friends to send people to other places and not tell them where they were. This is very obvious from the Waterhouse Report, as Sir Ronald Waterhouse delighted in dismissing accounts of serious abuse from witnesses on the grounds that the witness had maintained that they had been assaulted in Bryn Estyn but ooh if you look at the records it is clear that the witness had been in Bryn Alyn. If you are a kid from Lambeth/Southwark/Birmingham/Newcastle and you do not speak Welsh and you are taken overnight (transfers always happened under cover of darkness) to somewhere in Wales, all you’re going to remember was that you were in Bryn somewhere when you were beaten, buggered and gang raped. You’re not going to concern yourself with the niceties of whether it was Bryn Estyn or Bryn Alyn, particularly as nobody will have told you where you were and who assaulted you. Futhermore as the same staff circulated between the different homes and indeed the same paedophiles visited the different homes, another layer of confusion was added. And because documents were forged on a regular basis no-one actually knew what had gone on unless they had been at the scene. I have concluded that the young woman in Denbigh had spent a few weeks at St George’s or at a unit attached to St George’s. There had of course been an attempt to frame this young woman for a crime. She told me that Dr Tony Francis had ‘assessed her’ and tried to force her into confessing to the burglary of a pharmacy which she knew nothing about. The reason why this young woman was still sitting in a medium secure unit in Denbigh was although she had ‘got better’ and was ready to be discharged, she had been remanded on bail by the Courts in Bryn Golau ward after she was arrested and charged with assaulting an occupational therapist called Betty just before she was due to be discharged. The assault was a consequence of the young woman throwing a table tennis bat across the room in frustration where it bounced off a wall and onto Betty. Problem solved, once there was a conviction for assault on a Female Angel, no-one was going to question why Tony Francis tried to force someone into confessing to a crime about which they swore blind they knew nothing and indeed were never charged with.

One other point about Huntercombe Manor Hospital. It is literally just down the road from Cliveden, which in the 1960s was the notorious location of parties to which teenagers from deprived backgrounds who had fallen into the clutches of the hands of Top Doctors and the like were invited in order to have sex with politicians, Russian spies and it is alleged members of the Royal Family. The lady of Cliveden in the 60s when the Profumo Affair erupted was Lady Bronwen Astor. Who began life as Bronwen Pugh, who went to school in Dolgellau, whose father was Welsh judge Sir Alun Pugh and who became a psychotherapist in the ashes of the scandal (see post ‘In Memoriam – Bronwen, Lady Astor’). Dolgellau was the location of a number of children’s homes and residential schools which starred in the Waterhouse Report, as well as a ‘hospital for mentally abnormal criminals’, Garth Angharad, which wasn’t a hospital at all but a building used as a prison by the paedophiles. It was owned by struck off solicitor Paul Hett who also owned a number of schools in which children were abused. People who complained about the paedophiles tended to find themselves in Garth Angharad (see post ‘More On Those Prisons For Folk Who Dared Complain’). The case conference held about me in Nov 1989 (of which I knew nothing until last year) which was co-ordinated by Tony Francis where evidence was given by people whom I had never met and at which Dr Chris Hunter – who worked at the Whitchurch Hospital as well as at the Caswell Clinic and Ashworth – whom I did not knew existed until last year, concluded that I was ‘extremely dangerous’ and should be the subject of a Court Report prepared by the appropriately named Hunter, was timed to coincide with a visit that Hunter was making to Garth Angharad (see post ‘The Night Of The (Dr Chris) Hunter’).

Linford will have known Dr Chris Hunter. And of course Tony Francis, Gwynne the lobotomist, Dafydd, Dr Neil Davies, he’ll have known the whole lot of them. Particularly as Dafydd ‘trained’ at the Maudsley whilst Linford led the way there and Tony Francis did a stint at the Institute of Psychiatry alongside dear old Linford.

Linford was a founder member of the Society for Psychomatic Research and its President, 1957-58. The Society evolved into the International College of Psychosomatic Medicine. Linford was Chair of the Research and Clinical Section at the Royal Medico-Psychological Association, 1957-63. He sat on the GMC, was a Governor of University College Cardiff and was an Advisor to and the Treasurer of the World Psychiatric Association.

A reading of the 2004 obituaries of Linford tells us even more about him than the nature of his colleagues does.

The Daily Telegraph explained that Linford ‘helped elevate the speciality of psychiatry from the rather second rate position to which it had been relegated’ – he elevated it so much that it attracted a bunch of criminals who were facilitating a paedophile gang. Linford’s ‘rigorous’ clinical trials originally with chlorpromazine and halperidol and subsequently with anti-depressant medication ‘contributed to the rescue of chronic patients from ‘backwards’ institutions into community psychiatry’. After which they were left half-destitute or to die on the streets, unless they made such a nuisance of themselves that they were placed in secure units. Or of course in prison. Whilst Linford’s ‘community psychiatry’ presided, Dafydd was operating that underground chamber in Denbigh. Where the patients will have been dosed up with chlorpromazine and haloperidol.

Linford was a ‘fine teacher’ and at Bethlem, Barts and Hackney Linford taught students in small groups in the great outdoors in the grounds of the hospital. He would ‘spice up the usual aids for his lectures on psychopharmacology with political incorrect ‘accidental’ insertions of a photograph of a bathing beauty’. Note – not a sunbathing beauty, who will have been wearing a swimming costume – or at the very least a thong – but a bathing beauty. So Linford was showing students photos of women in the bath. Who might these bathing beauties have been? Linford’s wife and daughters perhaps? Some of his students who happily let him into the bathroom with them? I don’t expect so. I think it most probable that the bathing beauties were Linford’s patients. The young attractive ones like the ones whom Dafydd targeted for sexploitation. There will have been no locks on the doors of the bathrooms in the institutions in which Linford did whatever he wanted and there might well not even have been any doors on the bathrooms in those days. The bathrooms will have been communal, the beauties will have been forced into them, ordered to strip off and get in there. WHOOPS here comes Professor Linford Rees with his camera, on the ward round…If Dafydd could conduct ward rounds at 3am and arrive at midnight to ‘visit’ me when I was in bed, I’m sure that Linford could have dropped into those bathrooms just as the beauties were having their clothes ripped off….

It was noted in another obituary that after he retired, Linford took up photography as a past-time. I am reminded of the Monty Python sketch Nudge Nudge, in which Eric Idle pesters Terry Jones as to whether he is interested in ‘photographs ay he asked him knowingly’. Jones asks ‘holiday snaps?’ only to be greeted with ‘could be, could be taken on holiday’. The putative wife of Jones in this sketch comes from Purley. So imagine how entertained I was to find that Linford actually lived in Purley. Although it is a location favoured by corrupt Top Doctors. Rashmi Varma, one of the Top Doctors at St George’s who ended up being investigated by the GMC for coercing NHS patients into donating eggs for private patients, lived at Purley. Linford is remembered for being a genial host at Purley. Yeh, I bet that he had all sorts to dinner over there, everybody worth toadying to or able to do him a favour or worth pumping for info. They probably all enjoyed the porn starring the patients as well.

The Torygraph scribbler remembers that Linford ‘could always put patients at their ease…ask them unthreateningly in his Welsh lilt ‘how do you feel in your spirits today?’ Not that he’ll have been in the least bit interested in the patients ‘spirits’, they’ll all have been dosed up to the eye-balls with the same anti-psychotic, the same dose prescribed for absolutely everyone, prescribed by the one virtually unemployable junior doctor who had ended up slumming it in psychiatry, who will have been told what to precribe by the senior nurse ‘because that’s what we do here’. Linford won’t have needed to have done the threatening either, that will have been done by the Angels in the days leading up to Linford’s visit to the ward. No-one else will have asked the patients how they were, they’ll have been given a grand total of 5 or 10 mins with Linford once a week – if that – and if any of them stated as was often stated in Denbigh re Dafydd ‘I don’t want to see him’, they will have been met with Angels yelling ‘you won’t get out of here until you do’. If the dissidents pointed out that they were surrounded by docile patients who had never shown a spark of rebellion but who had been in the hospital for decades nonetheless, when Linford arrived the refuseniks would have simply been physically dragged into his presence by the Angels.

Whilst I was imprisoned in Denbigh, one of the nurses told me that just the year previously an old lady called Mary had died. She was the ‘last one’ who had been banged up in Denbigh for getting pregnant before she was married. She died in Denbigh in 1985. Everybody knew that she was there only because 60 years ago she had become pregnant. The reminiscing Angel also told me that a few years previously she had obtained special permission to take Mary on a day trip outside of the hospital. For the first time in her life Mary saw a zebra crossing and was wowed by the Belisha beacons. Linford Rees had retired by the time that Mary died in Denbigh.

Thank goodness we had Linford who transformed psychiatry.

Not only did Linford have a Welsh lilt, but he spoke Welsh as well. Probably not in Purley because no-one would have understood him, but Linford did let it be known that he was a Welsh speaker, just like Dafydd, Gwynne and Tony Francis did. The language of heaven! Obviously where Mary had been for most of the twentieth century. How did Linford die? No, he wasn’t killed by a bathing beauty in an act of self-defence, he died in his sleep at home, during a nap after having a cup of tea and a Welsh cake. With the porn library in his study next door perhaps. I’m quite partial to Welsh cakes, but I did not ever see one served up in Denbigh and I bet that Linford’s patients didn’t get a Welsh cake either. They’ll have had slices of Mother’s Pride with factory produced jam on it.

Linford’s talents were such that ‘there is no doubt that his personality had a therapeutic effect in its own right’. The thing about gross Top Doctors is that no matter how gross they are, the Angels constantly tell the patients that no matter how outrageous or unacceptable the Top Doctor has been, it will have been for their benefit. One day in about 1993 I was sitting in the Hergest Unit with the other patients and Dafydd arrived in his Range Rover, parked it against hospital rules right outside the window blocking our view and when he got out everyone started exchanging Dafydd anecdotes. One patient quipped ‘he’s got an extension sheath that reaches to Cardiff’ and after much hilarity and ribaldry, a deeply shocked woman just remarked ‘well he says the most terrible things to you, but I think that he’s trying to shock you into getting better’. Which caused someone to ask whether Dafydd was a Zen master. When I told Brown about all this Brown remarked that it was interesting that whatever Dafydd did, the only interpretation permitted by the hospital was that somehow it had therapuetic benefit.

The now discredited anti-psychiatrist David Cooper had sex with his patients and called it bed therapy. I think there was quite a bit of that going on and not only on the part of the anti-psychiatrists either. After all who can resist a few bathing beauties if any complaints will simply result in the bathing beauty being sent to Garth Angharad and another bathing beauty will be coming along within days to fill her place?

Now just in case anyone might have been a bit concerned that the bathing beauties may have not welcomed the interest of Linford and his camera, the Torygraph let us know how irresistible old Linford was. He ‘had an attractive sun tan. Indeed he cut an elegant figure overall, with a handsome Celtic head’.

I lived in Wales for many years but I did not know that such a thing as a ‘Celtic head’ existed. Perhaps it was something that Linford and Eysenck managed to identify and categorise whilst they were busy measuring all those people back in the 1940s. Another obituary makes a reference to Linford being a snappy dresser and to his fashionable ties. After reading about this Adonis I was delighted to find a photo of Linford in the BMJ. All I could see was a middle-aged man who had lost much of his hair wearing a boring suit and a very 1970s tie, of the sort that the old farts on the BBC used to wear if the were trying to be with-it. No wonder Robert Bluglass told Dafydd that I’d probably end up in a ward for the criminally insane, I am obviously not as other women.

The Toryraph mentions that Linford ‘took a close interest in the lives of his junior doctors’. I noticed at Hammersmith/RPMS and St George’s that part of the game is to extract info from people that can be used against them in the future if necessary and of course with the Linfords of the world it also involved identifying which female members of staff one will be able to have sex with.

Another obituary of Linford written by Hamid Ghodse – to whom I will return later in this post – commented that ‘patients would pour out their symptoms to his sympathetic ear’, that he was ‘an excellent listener and a thoughtful advisor’ and had a ‘great sense of humour and of fun’.

Professor Griffith Edwards wrote in the Guardian that Linford ‘pioneered NHS psychiatric services in Wales as Regional Psychiatrist’ – so we’ve got Linford to thank for that state of the art cellar in which patients were incarcerated in Denbigh then. Edwards identified where Linford’s genius was able to blossom. It was of course at the Maudsley in ‘the heady days when Aubrey Lewis was in the lead and a galaxy of talent provided the peer group’.

‘A galaxy of talent’ ‘under the lead’ of the crazed and deeply unpleasant Aubrey Lewis with his links to the Nazi scientists  (see post ‘The Newcastle-Upon-Tyne Connection’). That galaxy included the dazzling star that is Dafydd.

These people are just quite delusional. It was this sort of culture that enabled Dafydd to appear in the media in the 1990s and claim to be ‘Europe’s leading forensic psychiatrist’, describing Denbigh as a ‘leading hospital’ and himself as the first person to identify a case of PTSD – it was in one of his outpatients clinics in Dolgellau no less. It also enabled a former manager of the paedophile gang, Rob Evans, to feel able to tell the Waterhouse Inquiry that the mental health services in Gwynedd were probably the best in Europe. The paedophiles in north Wales were leading the field on a European level, but down at the Maudsley they weren’t just reaching for the stars, they were the Milky Way itself.

How did the British state ever manage to invest so much responsibility and power in people like this?

Griffith Edwards reminds us that Linford’s first scientific paper was co-authored with Carl Lambert in 1944 and concerned ‘Intravenous Barbiturates In The Treatment Of Hysteria’ – as suffered by women no doubt. Probably the bathing beauties when the perma-tanned Linford joined them in the bathroom whispering sweet nothings in their ear in his Welsh lilt..  ‘Other early work included electronarcosis, insulin therapy, high dosage cortisone’ – all those utterly discredited things that killed a number of people and left most others damaged for life. Light was on the horizon however – ‘the beginnings of a new dawn with the arrival of chlorpromazine’ and tardive dykinesia with it… Linford was of course ‘a world authority on what drugs can do to help the mentally ill’ – in Linford’s day that was even less than they can do at present which very often is not much, other than send the patients into a sound sleep 18 hours a day.

Edwards remembers Linford’s ‘charm, courtesy and humour’ and how he was ‘endlessly kind to younger professionals who asked him for advice’. I really am wondering if perhaps a ‘younger professional’ in the shape of Tony Francis might have asked Linford for a bit of advice himself when a postgrad student began to discover the extent of the wrongdoing of Francis and his colleagues.

Griffith Edwards arrived at the Maudsley in 1959 to work with Linford. Obviously part of the Galaxy of Talent which Griffith himself identified. I will return to the astronomical phenomenon which was Griffith Edwards shortly.

Linford was an advocate of the ‘biopsychosocial model’ of mental illness – which covers all possibilities really – and understood the ‘importance of evidence based care’. He did of course contribute ‘to the destigmatisation of mental illness’ – so that’ll be why the Royal College of Psychs are still banging on about how they’re fighting the stigma. How can there be any stigma left to fight after Linford’s valiant battle? Robert Bluglass was a leading light in the non-stigmatising Royal College, which will be why he spouted crap to Dafydd about me being destined for a ward for the criminally insane.

The icing on the cake in terms of the Obituaries Of Lies however has to be the claim that Linford ‘was ever conscious of the need to safeguard [patients] rights’.

Linford was a leading figure in the World Psychiatric Association ‘when psychiatry in the Soviet Union was used to persecute political dissidents by the spurious diagnoses of mental illness…eventually the Soviet Union had to be forced to resign from the World Psychiatric Association’.

I remember that day back in 1987 when I was sitting in a cell in Bangor Police Station having been arrested for ‘attempting to stab a psychiatrist’, although the police had by then received a statement from a witness who very firmly told them that I had not tried to stab anyone (see post ‘Workers Play Time’), but nonetheless the police wouldn’t let me go although I hadn’t been charged – because they had received a call from Dafydd who told them that he was on his way to see me, which presumably was enough to justify unlawfully detaining someone. At about midnight Dafydd staggered into the cell  – Dafydd always appeared at midnight when he had ‘come to see me’, there must have been something about that particular witching hour – and I told him that he ought to put his talents to use in Russia….

Pussy Riot!

I hope that the Soviets didn’t pay good money for their membership of the WPA, because if they did Mr Putin needs to ask for their subs back.

The BMJ remembered the ‘handsomely Celtic’ Linford who remained ‘unwrinkled in old age’. We are also told that Linford used to take his children on the Christmas ward rounds with him, even to the locked wards. Now if the patients were treated humanely instead of being treated with a completely lack of dignity and respect, a Christmas visit from some children who didn’t have bad attitudes to psych patients could be really nice. But I suspect that Linford’s Christmas visits to the locked wards with his offspring were rather like the occasions on which Dafydd turned up to work with his kids – Dafydd’s kids were rude and unruly and insulted and took the piss out of the patients. Furthermore Dafydd divulged confidential information about patients to his older teenaged children which those kids felt able to pass on. And being Dafydd, it won’t have just been confidential info that was given to the kids to transmit, it’ll have been the usual bare faced lies. Your kids shouldn’t have really been yelling at me that I was a nutter should they Dafydd? Tch tch….and I have been told repeatedly that people were frightened to complain about Dafydd because he ‘knew personal things about them’ which they knew that he would make known in their communities. Probably by telling his kids.

Never mind, I know things about Dafydd! And they are a good deal more damning than any of the minor indiscretions over which he blackmailed and threatened so many people in the language of heaven with his Welsh lilt.

The BMJ reveals that not only did the handsome tanned Linford enjoy photographs of bathing beauties, but he whizzed around in a speed boat and also went water ski-ing.

Linford was awarded a CBE in 1978.

This ‘patriotic Welshman’ and member of the Gorsedd of the Bards lived most of his life in London, although he followed the London Welsh Rugby Club and his links to south Wales were described as being strong via his family and his wife, Catherine Thomas, who was ‘from Swansea Valley’. Linford had two sons and two daughters.

One of Linford’s sons, David, was a urologist who predeceased him. Another son Vaughan was described as a ‘retired fertility expert’ in a press interview a few years ago, but I can’t find any trace of him online. Linford’s daughter Catrin was a nurse who trained at Barts – where her dad ruled the roost –  but Catrin ended up marrying and being close friends with the rich and famous as a result of her sister’s contacts. Catrin’s sister was Angharad Rees, who became very well-known when she starred in  the 1970s TV series Poldark as the serving wench with a comedy west country accent who married above herself.

Like Linford, Angharad really maxed out on her Welsh credentials. Angharad ‘grew up’ in Rhiwbina, Cardiff but in 1953 the family moved to Purley.

Not only did Angharad become famous and a sex symbol, but she married another famous actor who was a sex symbol – Christopher Cazenove. Cazenove was an upper-class old Etonian luvvie whose younger brother Robert was an equerry to HM the Queen! I’m beginning to see why there’d be no chance of the activities of Angharad’s sleaze bag dad hitting the press. Cazenove’s flatmate when he was young was the ridiculous Julian Fellowes who has spent his whole life befriending aristocrats, so he doesn’t care that everybody took the piss out of his TV drama Downton Abbey for being so historically inaccurate. Cazenove really hit the big time in 1986 when he starred in Dynasty and befriended the likes of Joan Collins. Cazenove moved to Hollywood but jetted back and forth between Hollywood and London to see Angharad. Angharad and Cazenove divorced in 1994. Angharad had a relationship with actor Alan Bates – I think he was the one who did the nude wrestling scene with Oliver Reed, who was never in the least bit homoerotic and he’d punch anyone in the face who said that he was.

Angharad and Cazenove had two sons, Linford and Rhys. Linford was killed in a car crash when he was 25 years old in circumstances ‘which are a mystery’. He was going very fast on a motorway and whoops he went across the central reservation, just like that. I rather suspect that there might have been something about that crash that the Rees-Cazenove clan wanted kept quiet – they’d certainly have been able to achieve that if they wished, what with a corrupt Top Doc as the paterfamilias and Angharad and Christopher’s Lilibet-TV-theatre-Hollywood friendships.

Christopher earned a fortune from his work on Dynasty but spent even more of a fortune ‘on classic cars and fast living’ and at one point was made bankrupt. He died of septicaemia in St Thomas’s at the age of 64. I think that might be another death the circumstances of which we haven’t heard the full story. It was mentioned that Christopher had been ill for a long time, that Tommy’s were wonderful – as always – and that Christopher fought a valiant battle but succumbed. When people die of septicaemia there is usually some info provided as to how they developed it, but not a mention with Christopher. Septicaemia can occur after surgery but in those circumstances one usually hears about it because people are very cross with the hospital. Intravenous drug users are also susceptible to septicaemia.

Angharad married for a second time in 2005 – to Sir David McAlpine. Sir David McAlpine’s brother was Lord Alistair McAlpine, who was Deputy Chair of the Tory Party, 1979-83, Treasurer and a very successful fundraiser for the Tory Party in the 1980s when Thatcher was PM and when Sir Peter Morrison was a member of that Gov’t and molesting children in care in north Wales. Morrison was Lord Commissioner of the Treasury whilst McAlpine was Deputy Chair of the Party. Readers may remember that when the allegations about senior politicians being involved with the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal blew up a few years ago, one of the former residents of Bryn Estyn, Steve Messham, appeared on Newsnight and named Alistair McAlpine as being on the men who had molested him. McAlpine denied it and sued a number of people who repeated Messham’s allegation, including Sally Bercow, the Speaker’s wife. My documents do not contain any references to McAlpine, but McAlpine had connections to numerous people who definitely concealed the activities of the paedophile gang in north Wales (see post ‘Did Glenda Occupy A Key Role In Keeping It All Out Of The Media?’). McAlpine will have known what Peter Morrison was doing because it was an open secret. McAlpine gave the libel damages that he received to charity. One of those charities had connections with child abusers, but McAlpine may not have known that.

Angharad Rees starred in many other TV productions as well as in Poldark. The titles of some of them are quite poignant. They include: Doctor In The House, Crown Court, Within These Walls and Hands Of The Ripper.

Angharad was an Honorary Fellow at the Royal Welsh College of Music and Drama.

Like Linford who was Welsh but lived in London and hung out with the rich and famous in London, Welsh Angharad lived in Knightsbridge, where her jewellery design company was based. Angharad died from pancreatic cancer not so long ago. She left over £2 million in her will, to her husband. Not that he’ll have needed any of it, the McAlpines are worth a fortune.

It sounds to me as though Linford with his Welsh lilt and his Welsh cakes and his bathing beauties just about ran Welsh psychiatry. So I don’t think that the sleazy habits of Angharad’s dad or those of his colleagues were ever going to be given much of an airing in the media. Various seedy associates of Dafydd – including some of those kids of his – used to aggressively yell at me that ‘he knows really famous people’. Because the people shouting this in my direction were very obviously not too bright or well-educated I did guess that the ‘really famous people’ would probably be off the TV and of course I used to watch Dafydd popping up on Kilroy and the Vincent Kane programmes. What a laugh – just imagine if Linford had invited old Dafydd to his soirees in Purley with the likes of Joan Collins dropping in. I can’t imagine anything worse than being in Purley with Joan Collins, I think I’d rather be in the cellar in Denbigh, but Dafydd would really dine out on such an occasion.

To be honest Joan et al, all I could ever think of when Dafydd’s showbiz friends were hinted at was ‘haven’t they noticed what he is LIKE????’

There is a class of people who are very impressed with celebs and won’t upset them – politicians. Particularly those of a New Labouresque nature – as well as the Kinnocks who’s advisors created New Labour. The Kinnocks who really thought that they were were going to win that election in 1992 and would have done anything to have done so. Including wrecking the careers of a few young people working in the media and in medical research in London who knew about Dafydd et al in north Wales perhaps Neil?

Linford and Dafydd weren’t the only Top Docs who knew Really Famous People. Linford Rees jointly edited the ‘Textbook of Psychiatry’ (1977) with Chris Ball and Maurice Lipsedge.

Maurice Lipsedge is honorary senior clinical lecturer at the Institute of Psychiatry, King’s College, London. Lipsedge treated Diana Princess of Wales for anorexia. I’m not sure that he was very effective in making Diana feel any better about herself.

Lipsedge was named in an article in the Indie, 8 Oct 1994. The article concerned the case of a financier Harry Reuben, who had died of a heart attack after a two year Bank of England investigation into his company. Harry’s widow Sylvia protested directly to the Governor of the Bank of England Eddie George about the bullying tactics employed by the Bank, which Sylvia maintained led to Harry suffering an ‘acute nervous breakdown’.

Harry was an accountant who ran Sylcon Finance, which invested funds at Barclays for Harry’s contacts and relatives. Sylcon was positively encouraged by Barclays who guaranteed two deposits which totalled £500k. In Aug 1992 a new manager Steve Kalli reported Sylcon to the Bank of England. The Bank raided Sylcon’s office on 1 Oct 1992 and seized documents. They returned on 6 Oct – on Yom Kippur, although Harry and Sylvia were Jewish – and froze the assets. On 15 Jan 1993 the Bank had Harry’s sons Ian and Lawrence arrested and petitioned for the company to be wound up. The Bank then used three Metropolitan Police officers and three of its own enforcers to arrest Harry on 6 April 1994. Sylvia maintained that Harry was frail and confused, said ‘let me die’ and collapsed. Harry was then ‘de-arrested’ by Acting Det Sgt Byron Thomas and was taken to St Mary’s Hospital Paddington.

The Bank’s Enforcer-In-Chief Peter Filmer hired Maurice Lipsedge on 25 July to provide an opinion regarding Harry’s fitness to plead. Harry repeated ‘let me die’ constantly. In his written report Lipsedge noted that ‘It was a grotesque parody….He is malingering’. Harry did not see Lipsedge’s report for several weeks. After he did read it Harry experienced a heart attack and died on 9 August 1994.

Eddie George subsequently defended the Bank’s actions. After Jan 1993 Barclays distanced itself from Sylcon. Barclays took £1.2 million of investors money to pay off the company overdraft, bank charges and to pay back the guaranteed deposits. The other investors didn’t do quite so well as Barclays – they received less than 4p in the pound.

Because the Top Doctors all write obituaries for each other, I wasn’t surprised to see the old chestnuts appear in Lipsedge’s obituary of his mate Jim Watson in the Guardian in 2016. The words ‘committed psychiatrist’, ‘inspired generations’, ‘humour’ and ‘scientific rigour’ featured.

Jim Watson went to Trinity College Cambridge – like that corrupt foursome who concealed the wrongdoing of Dafydd et al at the Home Office in the 1980s who identified as ‘Trinity Men’ (see post ‘Additional Security Measures’) – and then King’s College London for his clinical training. Then Jim was part of the Galaxy of Talents under Aubrey Lewis at the Maudsley. At the Maudsley, Jim Watson was influenced by ‘poet and psychotherapist’ Bob Hobson – it was Bob who ‘trained’ Dafydd! Dafydd made a point of telling Dr Robin Jacobson of St George’s that in 1991 when I was admitted to Springfield as a patient of Jacobson’s. After a telephone call with Dafydd, Jacobson wrote to Professor Nigel Eastman of St George’s – a mate of Helena Kennedy’s – noting that Dafydd had described me as ‘attractive and seductive’ and that he stated that he and Tony Francis ‘had a soft spot for me’ (Francis was trying to have me imprisoned at the time). Jacobson noted that both Tony Francis and Dafydd had lost ‘their boundaries’ – that is shrink speak for ‘they’re having sex with the patients’ – and that he thought that it would be ‘very difficult’ to help me with ‘the set up in Wales’. Jacobson also told Eastman that Dafydd had trained under Bob Hobson and had treated me ‘in a therapeutic community’ – so that’s what Bryn Golau ward in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh was, which was full of victims of the paedophile gang illegally imprisoned and dosed up to the eye-balls on chlorpromazine, whilst they were occasionally assaulted by the Angels and threatened with incarceration in the underground chamber. It was a therapeutic community! The Chief Angel on the ward in Springfield – a truly dreadful Australian woman called Stephanie – told the other Angels that I’d been treated in a therapeutic community, that everything that could be tried with me had been tried, so I was going to be discharged. The registrar Dr Alice Levinson wrote a letter stating that I was not psychotic, that I was suicidal with the stress of being repeatedly arrested by those we know and love in north Wales, that I was to be discharged with no further treatment but referred to the forensic team ‘for containment’ no less.

Jacobson also documented that he had spoken to Tony Francis who had recommended that St George’s contact Lucille Hughes for information about my ‘dangerousnes’. Lucille Hughes was Dafydd’s mistress, the Director of Gwynedd Social Services and was named in the Waterhouse Report as knowing that a paedophile ring was operating in the children’s homes in north Wales but did not respond. I had never met Lucille Hughes and had never received a ‘service’ from Gwynedd Social Services. St George’s made the kind offer of the use of the social work team based at Clare House – which will have covered the Wandsworth area – should Lucille et al wish to tell them how dangerous I was in detail. I didn’t know that this social work team existed and I had never had any contact with them.

I’m so glad that the daddy of this lot Bob Hobson had a sensitive side and wrote poetry. I expect that Dafydd is a watercolourist in his spare time. Flowers probably.

My post ‘Always On The Side Of The Children’ which discusses the paedophile network that operated in the Borough of Richmond-Upon-Thames in London in the 1970s and 1980s mentioned that the Director of Education in Wandsworth had been named as a paedophile who visited the notorious Elm Guest House where children in care were taken to be used for sex. Sir Peter Morrison visited the Elm Guest House and a boy in care from Wrexham was taken there. The Professor of Paediatrics at St George’s Oliver Brooke was jailed for the possession of large amounts of child porn – which was stored on the premises of St George’s in the paediatrics dept – in 1986. Detectives who worked on the Brooke case stated that he was a key player in a pan-European paedophile ring. My post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’ discusses Cynthia Payne’s brothel at Streatham, just down the road from St George’s and how some St George’s Top Doctors were customers. The brothel was used as a networking opportunity for professional people with various fetishes – customers included judges, vicars, peers, lawyers and police officers. Cynthia Payne was the only person to be charged. Cynthia Payne shared her house – the brothel – with her friend Lord David Sutch, of the Official Monster Raving Loony Party. David Sutch suffered from manic depression and lived in the catchment area of the St George’s psychiatric team. He became seriously depressed, did not get any better and in 1999 David Sutch hung himself. Or at least he was found hung, it was presumed that he did it himself. An awful lot of people who were witness to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were found dead, having been presumed to have killed themselves. Carole Kasir the manager of the Elm Guest House was found dead, having killed herself it was said with an overdose of insulin.

Dafydd’s old mate from the unforgettable Galaxy of Talent Jim Watson was appointed consultant and senior lecturer at St George’s Hospital Medical School in 1971 and Chair of Psychiatry at St George’s in 1974. Watson then became the head of the academic department of psychiatry at the United Medical and Dental Schools of Guys and St Thomas’s.

Maurice Lipsedge’s obituary of Jim Watson stated that he ‘deplored the absence of training about sexuality for medical students and trainees and established a popular course on this topic’. Now that would have had interesting consequences at St George’s where a paedophile ring which was operating in the area was concealed, a member of the ring being the Professor of Paediatrics. It would have interesting consequences at St Thomas’s as well. St Thomas’s is located very close to Parliament and is the local hospital for the folk of Westminster.

Lipsedge also mentions in Watson’s obituary that Watson’s wife Christine Colley was a consultant and senior lecturer at the Middlesex Hospital in reproductive healthcare. Together they established a sex and relationship problems clinic at Guys.

Lipsedge noted that as well as Bob Hobson, the other influence on Jim Watson was Jim Birley, who like Bob Hobson ‘was a community psychiatrist’.

Jim Birley was the son of the neurologist Jim Birley and was born near Harley Street – another Top Doctor who was a Top Doctor by birth. Birley went to Oxford and then to Tommy’s for his clinical training. In 1954 whilst doing his national service Birley ‘was impressed by the way that deep sleep treatment helped a colleague’. One wonders what Birley thought that he had seen because deep sleep treatment is one of the many discredited dangerous treatments that didn’t work. After witnessing the miracle that is deep sleep treatment Birley took a series of junior medical posts, then rocked up at Tommy’s once more and spent a year working under the lethal William Sargant (see post ‘Dr Death’), just like Dr Death did a few years later.

In 1969 Birley joined the MRC Social Psychiatry Research Unit at the Maudsley as a consultant. Birley was the Dean of the Institute of Psychiatry, 1971-82. He retired in  1990. Birley was Dean of the Royal College of Psychiatry, 1982-87 and President, 1987-90. He was President of the BMA, 1993-94. Now let’s have a look at those obituaries written after Jim Birley died in 2013.

The Guardian obit – written by Caroline Richmond who writes many obits for Top Doctors – told us that Birley had made a ‘great breakthrough’ in the understanding of schizophrenia in the late 1960s. Which will be why schizophrenia is still baffling the people who’ve been working on it for decades, why no-one understands what it is or why it occurs and why none of the drugs used really do much more than sedate people. Pharmacologists freely admit that medical science is many, many years away from developing a drug that really will be effective in schizophrenia. Meanwhile clinical psychologists are trying a variety of non-drug interventions and the last big schizophrenia story to hit the popular media involved theories relating to the immune system. So it’s interesting to read that Jim Birley had it all sorted in the late 1960s. In 1968 Birley and George Brown published ‘Crisis and Life Changes and the Onset of Schizophrenia’ in the Journal of Health and Social Behaviour in the US, which, the Guardian tells us is of course a ‘classic’ paper. The Top Doctors do all tend to have written a classic paper, they have all published something which is the equivalent of Crick and Watson’s paper on the double helix.

The Maudsley passed its long term patients to Cane Hill Hospital near Croydon – those will be the many patients whose conditions had not improved despite the attentions of Sir Aubrey and his Galaxy of Talent, so they’ll have been dumped in the ‘backwards’ of Cane Hill, backwards which the Galaxy of Talent of course banished off the face of the earth altogether as they destigamatised psychiatry and transformed the landscape. In the 1970s Birley established the Windsor Walk Housing Association which was supported accommodation. At about the same time Birley established the Camberwell Rehabilitation Association, which employed patients to undertake tasks such as making fuse boxes.

Such’rehab’ work schemes were inevitably highly exploitative, with patients being paid an utter pittance. There were commercial relationships between the companies who benefited from the patients’ labour – the company paid for the work undertaken and they paid a lot more than the patients ever received in pay. Virtually free labour was also supplied by patients under the guise of occupational therapy. I was told of one hospital which had a commercial contract with a manufacturer of matches and at Warlingham Park Hospital patients spent their time packing paper towels. At Warlingham Park this ‘occupational therapy’ was obligatory. Patients clocked on at 9am and stayed at the yoke until 5pm and if they refused to ‘attend occupational therapy’ they were sectioned. There weren’t many who wanted to risk that, because Warlingham Park was a notoriously brutal hospital where a number of staff were actually imprisoned after patients had been seriously injured and raped. Please see my post ‘A Trade In People – Between London And North Wales’ for an account of the experiences of one family known to me who had experienced the delights of Warlingham Park. It involved the suspicious death of a middle-aged mother whilst sectioned at the hospital, the sectioning of her two teenaged children when they raised concerns about the circumstances of their mum’s death, the fleecing of those two children out of their inheritance by a number of crooked Top Doctors and lawyers and then the transportation of the two by now young adult children to north Wales – where they had never even visited – ‘for a new start’. Upon arriving in Bethesda, they found that their neighbours had been told that they were ‘interested in young children’ and the young woman was arrested by the police following baseless allegations that she had been ‘dancing naked’ in her house and inviting children in whilst at it. After years of neglect from the Hergest Unit the husband of this young woman choked to death whilst living in a ‘care home’ where he was under observation every 20 mins. No-one ever explained how his body laid undiscovered for a couple of hours.

The man whom I knew who was forced to pack paper towels at Warlingham Park to boost the profits of the NHS was paid a matter of pennies per hour. Before his mum died at the hands of Warlingham Park and he was sectioned, he had been an engineering apprentice.

The best story that I have heard re free labour as occupational therapy did of course come from someone who had been a patient at Denbigh. She was 19 years old at the time in 1985 and her therapy was to pack Dr Whites sanitary towels into boxes whilst a student nurse supervised her to make sure that there was no slacking. The student nurse in question later became the nurse manager of the Hergest Unit, Lena Henry. Happy memories Lena!!! I heard about this when I compared notes with this person about our Dafydd and Denbigh experiences. We did end up having such a laugh at the horrors of Denbigh that I received an e mail from her the next morning suggesting that the next time that we took a trip down memory lane we’d need incontinence pads rather than Dr Whites. Unlike me, this person was born in Bangor and went to school there. She told me that there were constant allegations that Dafydd ‘sold’ young female patients from Denbigh to members of local chapels who used them sexually. By the time that I was told this, I had already known a woman who had grown up on Anglesey who told me that when she was a child her father and uncle used her as a child prostitute and she was passed around the members of a chapel on Anglesey. She tried to kill herself when she was a young adult and ended up in Denbigh. The members of the chapel told her that if she returned to the chapel they would not sit next to her. This lady was a long-term mental health patient in north Wales and the Top Doctors were fully aware of her allegations.

Dafydd lives on Anglesey and was well thought of by members of the local chapel. As well as the Police Federation, members of the Methodist Church turned out to give former North Wales Police Superindent Gordon Anglesea a good send-off after he died in prison in 2016 following his conviction for the historical abuse of boys in care in Bryn Estyn.

In 1971 Jim Birley – after meeting David Ennals – founded the Southwark Association for Mental Health. The Southwark Association for Mental Health ran a charity shop and held fetes to raise funds.

Southwark Social Services sent numerous children in its care to the Bryn Alyn Community and continued to send them even after the kids complained of being abused. The local MP was Lib Dem Simon Hughes, who was one of the MPs who signed an early day motion opposing the proposed closure of Garth Angharad, that personal prison used by the paedophiles friends (see post ‘More On Those Who Signed That Early Day Motion’).

In 1971 David Ennals was leading a major campaign for MIND. He later became Chair of MIND and it was whilst Ennals was Chair that Tony Smythe was appointed as Chief Exec of MIND. Tony Smythe had links with paedophiles’ rights groups such as PIE. David Ennals was Secretary of State for the DHSS, 1976-79. Before he had ever met Jim Birley, Ennals had served as a junior Minister in the Home Office – whilst the Home Office was directly responsible for managing Approved Schools, such as Bryn Estyn and Axwell Park, where there were paedophile gangs in operation.

David Ennals brother Sir Paul Ennals was Chief Executive of the NCB (National Children’s Bureau). He was also a member of safeguarding Boards in Haringey, Gateshead, Sunderland and Tyneside. Which would have meant a lot of commuting. All of the locations in which Sir Paul was busy safeguarding had paedophile rings operating in the children’s services.

The Guardian assures us that Birley’s ‘patients adored him…he cared deeply for them, never trying to offload them onto other doctors’. Dafydd used to stress that he too never offloaded his patients. Once you were lumbered with Dafydd, you were stuck with him for life. Even if you went to London to work. Birley was ‘kind, gentle, modest, caring, tolerant and humerous’, ‘a great clinician, intellectually astute yet humble’, who ‘treated everyone with the same courtesy’ and was ‘a wonderful mentor’ who enjoyed ‘practical jokes’.

Birley once suffered a manic episode and ‘spoke quite openly about it, showing it could happen to anyone’. The circumstances under which this happened occurred whilst the Maudsley was being picketed – I’d love to know why that was. Birley ‘briefly’ became manic, feeling that he’d seen the light. His family and friends noticed and three colleagues sent him home with a tranquilliser which Birley said made him feel ‘as if he had stepped into a hot bath’. Two days later Birley was as ‘right as rain’.

The Top Doctors seem to enjoy rather better recoveries from mental health problems than the rest of the population. Other people who experience bouts of mental illness find themselves sectioned and subjected to occupational health reports from other Top Doctors stating that they are not suitable for various professions, but the Top Doctors make miraculous recoveries and carry on as if nothing had ever been amiss. Unless of course they are whistleblowers, in which case they never work again.

Whilst Birley was President of the BMA, 1993-94, he published a report on the involvement of Doctors in torture overseas. In 1993 I was fined £60 in  Bangor Magistrates Court for ‘staring at a social worker in Safeways’. The social worker in question was Jackie Brandt, a social worker employed by Gwynedd Social Services, who had previously unlawfully detained me in Ysbyty Gwynedd after Alun Davies told me that if I didn’t drop my complaints about the mental health services I’d be sectioned. My complaint against Brandt and Davies following these events was never investigated, although it was admitted that Brandt had not completed a report as she was legally obliged to do. Brandt saw me in Safeways one day and went straight down to Bangor Police Station and made a statement claiming that I had screamed and swore at her and threatened her. Under cross-examination by my solicitor in Court, Brandt started crying and admitted that I hadn’t even spoken to her in Safeways. I was fined for causing her ‘alarm and distress’ as defined by the Public Order Act. Brandt was never investigated for perjury.

After Brandt gave the performance of a lifetime in the witness box, I was told by the family of another patient that Brandt had unlawfully detained their daughter in the Hergest Unit and after they made a complaint, Brandt and Tony Francis ‘told lie after lie after lie’. Brandt was then appointed as this young woman’s key worker – although the young woman hated her and refused to speak to her. The young woman was renting a house which she shared with another young woman in Felinheli. Brandt went round to visit. The young woman refused to answer the door. So Brandt called the police, who broke the door down and took her to Ysbyty Gwynedd where Brandt and Tony Francis sectioned her. The young woman was then evicted from her house by the landlord because of the damage caused when the police broke in. So the young woman was now a ‘homeless paranoid schizophrenic’. Two years previously the homeless paranoid schizophrenic had been leading a rather yuppyish life in London. Her problems began when she made friends with Marco Pierre White and his circle of friends. A series of very distressing things happened to this young woman and a Top Doctor was called. She was ‘taken home’ to north Wales – where she had grown up – and sectioned by Brandt and Francis. Who told her that she mustn’t go back to London again because People In London Didn’t Want To See Her.

I got to know this young woman very well during the 1990s and on a number of occasions her mental health would very obviously improve and she would  land herself jobs and enrol on MBAs and look as though she was about to make a fantastic recovery and would talk about returning to London to live. Then Tony Francis would ‘alter her medication’ and within a month she’d be sectioned again.

On one occasion when she was sectioned, this young woman swore blind that Tony Francis came to her room late at night and exposed himself to her. Her parents went apeshit and demanded an investigation. Francis was cleared on the grounds that he wan’t in the hospital on that night and the whole saga was attributed to the young woman being a chronic deluded paranoid schizophrenic. The young woman never wavered from her story, no matter what the state of her mental health was.

‘Lie after lie after lie’. That was what I found that Tony Francis had written upon my medical records when I finally received all of them last year. He’d been doing it for years as well in an attempt to have me banged up, entirely without my knowledge. He had told other people to lie on oath and they had done it. Francis had made a serious attempt at having me transferred to a forensic unit in 1994 by telling a colleague of Brandt’s, a CPN called Bridget Loyd, to lie in Court about me having phoned her up and threatened her (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – The Scottish Play’). I was acquitted. There was no apology and no investigation. Many of the letters that Tony Francis had written to third parties encouraging them to contact the police about me and emphasising how dangerous I was had been cc’d to the BMA.

I could say ‘It’s a rat trap Tony – and you’ve been caught’ a la Bob Geldof, but Tony Francis killed himself shortly after Operation Pallial re-opened the investigation into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. I understand that his wife Sadie – who also worked as a psychiatrist at the North Wales Hospital and then at Ysbyty Gwynedd – told her neighbours that he became depressed and killed himself because of me. I had not seen him for years…

Sadie Francis sat on the North Wales Community Health Council. The  NHS watchdog and patients’ voice!

Jim Birley campaigned against poor psychiatric practice abroad, especially in the former communist countries and in China. Jim represented the Royal College of Psychiatrists at the World Psychiatric Association meeting in 1981, when those naughty old Soviets were readmitted under strict conditions.

Birley was a Fellow of the American Psychiatric Association and was a leading member of what is now called the Global Initiative on Psychiatry.

As Top Doctors always are, Birley was ‘alarmed by Gov’t reforms’. He claimed that the 1989 White Paper ‘Working for Patients’ was ‘written by people who didn’t understand the NHS….had Mrs Thatchter’s fingerprints all over it’. In 1989 Sir Peter Morrison was abusing kids in care in north Wales which were handed over to him by the North Wales Paedophile Ring whilst he was Deputy Chair of the Tory Party. In 1990 Morrison organised Thatcher’s leadership campaign. In 1990 both I and two of my friends who knew what had happened to me in north Wales were being seriously bullied at work.

Birley was awarded a CBE in 1990.

By the beginning of 1991 the careers of me and two of my friends who knew what had happened to me in north Wales had been destroyed.

The Maudsley still has a James Birley Unit for acutely ill women.

 

Now for more on two of the Top Doctors who waxed lyrical about Linford Rees of the Welsh cakes and celebrity daughter in their obituaries of him – Griffith Edwards and Hamid Ghodse.

Professor Griffith Edwards  went to Balliol College Oxford and then did his clinical training at Barts. He did his postgraduate training at the Maudsley under D.L. Davies. He spent the whole of his career at the Institute of Psychiatry – which for many years was based at the Maudsley, but it later moved to King’s College London. Edwards became an alcohol and addiction specialist, a ‘major international figure influencing the discipline of alcohol and drug studies’. Of course Edwards ‘promoted rigorous scientific and clinical standards’ and ‘initiated therapeutic communities for heroin addicts’. Edwards established day centres for drug users and help for ‘skid row drinkers’. He introduced CBT, motivational interviewing, psychotherapy and pharmacotherapy for addicts.

Edwards was the Director of the MRC funded Addiction Behaviour Unit (ABU) and he established the UK’s National Addiction Centre in London, of which he was the first Chair and Director. He wrote extensively on policy aspects regarding alcohol and drugs.

Edwards held the following appointments at the Institute of Psychiatry: researcher worker, 1962-66; lecturer, 1966-67; senior lecturer, 1967-73; Reader in Drug Dependency, 1973-79; Professor of Addiction Behaviour, 1979-94 (Emeritus Prof from 1994); Director of the Addiction Research Unit, 1967-94.

Edwards was the first Professor of Addiction Behaviour in the UK.

Edwards was hon consultant psychiatrist at the Royal Bethlem and Maudsley Hospitals, 1967-94 (Emeritus from 1994). He was Chairman of the National Addiction Centre, 1991-94.

Edwards contributed to the drafting of the addiction sections of the ICD-10 and DSM- IV.

He was: a member of the Academy of the Medical Royal Colleges group making submissions on cannabis to the House of Lords in 1998; Consultant to the Presidents Special Action Office for Drug Abuse Prevention, Washington DC; Consultant for the Ministry of Health, Bolivia and Mexico members in the Cabinet Office group concerned with the design of national UK alcohol policy in 2003.

One of Edwards’s many papers was  his 1982 publication regarding cannabis and psychiatric morbidity. One of the Reports of the Expert Group of which he was a member was published by the Home Office. Which at the time employed Bing Spear as the Chief Inspector of the Drugs Branch – Bing who did many favours for Top Doctors who flogged prescriptions for Class A drugs and breached the rules, Bing who hung around with street addicts despite being a civil service mandarin. Bing who was very likely an addict himself. For the background on Bing and his celebrity drug dealer friends, see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’.

Edwards – along with with Milton Gross – wrote the original description of alcohol dependence which was published by the BMJ in 1976. It’s a classic paper – of course.

Edwards was described as ‘one of the few true giants’ by Dr Marc A. Schuckit of the University of Califonia, San Diego. Dr Thomas Babor of the University School of Medicine and Editor of the journal ‘Addiction’ described Edwards as the ‘father of some of the major conceptual advances in this field’.

Like every good Top Doctor Edwards networked furiously. Babor remembers that Edwards and his wife ‘hosted salon-like events at their home in Greenwich that were known for more than their warm conversation’. Furthermore Edwards ‘was a real wine connoisseur and there was always a cocktail before dinner…he was a strong believer in social drinking’.

The Society for the Study of Addiction’s website featured a tribute to Edwards written by Joanna Milward of King’s College London, who remembered Edwards’s contribution to British cannabis policy in the 1970s. Edwards’s rather subscribed to notions of reefer madness. Not that Joanna is one to mock. Joanna states that ‘substantial research has supported Griffith’s views, particularly around the risks associated with chronic, heavy use’.

Dr Peter and Margaret McCann remembered that Edwards was of great assistance to them when they established Castle Craig Hospital in 1988 – Edwards introduced them to ‘leading consultant psychiatrists in Scotland’ who specialised in addiction. Castle Craig is an upmarket ‘clinic’ for addicts. The McCanns also established Clouds House in Wiltshire, another sumptuous clinic for addicts.

Edwards researched and supported a new approach for homeless people and prisoners with alcohol problems. He was instrumental in establishing Pheonix House, the first therapeutic community for the treatment of drug dependence.

Alongside Lady Ann Parkinson, Edwards supported the charity Action on Addiction which was formed in 1989, which later merged with The Chemical Dependency Centre and Clouds House to form a larger charity, still called Action on Addiction. Lady Ann Parkinson was married to Cecil Parkinson, a member of Thatcher’s Cabinet and colleague of Peter Morrison. One of the Parkinson’s daughters, Mary, became involved with drugs and prostitution. She was found dead a few weeks ago.

Professor Griffith Edwards was awarded a CBE in 1987. There’s a nice photo of him available online – he’s wearing a stripey suit and a bow tie and is glaring aggressively at the camera.

Edwards took over the editorship of the British Journal of Addiction – in 1993 the journal was renamed Addiction – in 1978 from Max Glatt. Edwards remained Editor in Chief until 2005 and remained the Commissioning Editor until his death in 2012.

In his obituary of Edwards in the Guardian, Hamid Ghodse tells us that Edwards was ‘a sensitive clinician…aware that the therapeutic relationship between doctor and patient was of fundamental importance’. Dafydd and Tony Francis used to bang on a lot about the doctor patient therapuetic relationship and how trust in such a relationship was essential.

Ghodse reassures us that all Edwards’s ‘innovations were based on research findings and therefore influenced other clinicians and Government policy’ and that he ‘never had any involvement with the alcohol industry’. He didn’t need to – Edwards was the dominant figure in a field rotten with corruption where addicts were routinely neglected and treated like sub-humans by most Top Doctors, unless they had money in which case there were celebrity Top Doctors  who would flog them prescriptions and run luxurious expensive clinics for them. NHS clinics like the ones that Edwards ran were worse than mediocre, they were box ticking exercises in which patients purchased drugs off each other whilst the staff pretended not to notice.

I have only known one person well who was a drug user throughout the years when Edwards’s was doing all this splendid work and the anecdotes that this man related were extraordinary – but I have read similar accounts. He was an archetypal 60s hippy who took just about everything but would not touch heroin because he knew that it was addictive. He developed a psychotic illness after taking LSD and was sectioned a number of times in hospitals in affluent areas of Surrey and Sussex. At one of these institutions another patient tried to strangle him whilst he was asleep in bed one night. The patient who tried to kill him admitted to the staff that he’d done this to the acid casualty and stated that he was going to try it again. The acid casualty was still psychotic but he was discharged from the hospital on the grounds that the other patient was so dangerous that the acid casualty could not be kept safe.

At another hospital the acid casualty was told by a Top Doctor ‘I hate you hippies, you’re all revolving door patients’. The Top Doctor told the hippy that when he returned from holiday he would put him on morphine ‘to stabilise’ him. The hippy was horrified and at least had the good sense to see that turning into an addict would not be a good idea – although it would be highly profitable for any Top Doctor with a line in private prescriptions for addicts – and he actually managed to enlist the help of his father-in-law who was a Harley Street dentist to get him transferred to another hospital.

In another hospital this hippy – who enjoyed his drugs but wasn’t prone to punch-ups – was challenged to a fight by another patient who was enthusiastic about punch-ups. The hippy did all he could to avoid the violence but in the end he grabbed a pole and kept it with him lest he need it for self-defence. He was then violently attacked by the other patient and did end up in a serious confrontation. The Angels formed a circle around these two patients and watched the fight whilst discussing whether a psychotic hippy would be able to successfully defend himself against the ward psychopath.

This man was a patient of Dafydd’s in the North Wales Hospital in the 1980s. He told me that there was a patient on the ward who was supplying amphetamines to other patients with the knowledge of the staff. When the patients suffered from the effects of the drugs that they had purchased, Dafydd would section them for either six months or a year, so they would remain on the ward where the drugs were sold and offered the opportunity to buy more…

It was a free for all. Edwards will have known Dafydd and he will have known the sort of things going on at Denbigh, as well as at other Drug Dependency Units in hospitals. My post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’ describes the rampant corruption and in-fighting between Top Doctors in this field, none of whom were putting the welfare of their patients first. Meanwhile Griffith Edwards and Dafydd banged on about cannabis psychosis.

Hamid Ghodse observed that Edwards’s  National Addiction Centre at the Institute of Psychiatry at King’s College is now a ‘hub’ connecting Griffith’s ‘proteges’ – yet more from that Galaxy of Talent – with students across the world.

In 1966 Edwards designed the World Health Organisation’s alcohol policy and later their drugs policy. He was a member of the UK Advisory Council on the Misuse of Drugs – as was Sir Philip Myers who was Chief Constable of the North Wales Police when that force was riddled with corruption, particularly the drug squad (see post ‘They Planned To Put Acid In All The Reservoirs…’); a member of the ESRC; an advisor to the Dept of Health regarding alcohol problems and an advisor to the Cabinet Office on alcohol policy.

Max Glatt edited the journal which became Addiction before Griffith Edwards took it over.

In 1952 Max Glatt opened the first NHS unit for alcoholism at Warlingham Park Hospital. In 1962 Glatt established a unit for alcoholics and drug users at St Bernard’s Hospital in Ealing – it is now known as the Max Glatt Centre – run on ‘therapeutic community principles’. Glatt was also responsible for the establishment of the first addiction treatment in a prison – at Wormwood Scrubs, a unit which now also bears his name. Glatt taught at UCH, the Royal Free Hospital, the Middlesex Hospital. He retired from the NHS in 1977 and in 1978 became a consultant at the Priory.

Glatt ‘destigmatised’ alcoholism. So that’s why the Hergest Unit have for years refused to treat patients with alcohol problems, as have the A&E Dept at Ysbyty Gwynedd, even after a patient who had gone there for help was found inexplicably dead hours later (see post ‘Two Dangerous Very Dishonest Nurses’).

Glatt advised the BMA, the Home Office and the Royal Colleges. He was the co-founder of the Medical Council on Alcoholism and the National Council on Alcoholism.

Glatt was ‘universally liked and admired’, was ‘never censorius’, ‘seldom gave up hope’, ‘enabled patients to open up to him’ and was a ‘quiet, modest and gentle person with a sharp sense of humour and an infectious smile’ who was ‘deeply religious’. Glatt ran a weekly group at the Florence Nightingale Hospital until his death in 2002.

The Daily Telegraph’s obituary of Glatt stated that when Glatt began his group therapy at Warlingham Park ‘Glatt had little idea of what he was doing’ and after his initial experiment with a group of four alcoholic patients asked them ‘has anything come out of this?’. One of them replied that they had no idea, ‘but talking was better than making paper elephants in the occupational therapy class’.

There was a tribute to Glatt written by David Marjot in Alcohol and Alcoholism. Marjot was another Top Doctor involved in the battles between Top Doctors in the 70s and 80s regarding the treatment of addicts. I note that Marjot served in the Royal Navy – when he left in 1976 he went to work at Barts with Glatt and was his successor when Glatt retired.

Max Glatt had a very troubled early life, although I can’t quite work out how some of the pieces of the story fit together. His parents died in Belsen and Glatt was imprisoned in Dachau after trying to flee to Holland after Kristallnacht in 1938. Somehow Glatt found his way out of Dachau to the UK. Some accounts state that he was ‘allowed to buy his freedom’ from Dachau the form of a visa to South America, where he travelled via England, but whilst in England he was interned. Other accounts describe Glatt as having been ‘deported to Britain’ from Dachau, then interned as an enemy alien on the Isle of Man from where he was transported to Australia on a prison ship, after which in 1942 Glatt made his way to England and ‘drifted into psychiatry’ because he feared that if he entered a more popular specialism he would be deported when the British doctors returned from active service. I can imagine that fleeing the Nazis was a pretty difficult situation to be in, so who knows what Max Glatt had to resort to in order to stay alive, but there is the common theme here re ‘why I went into psychiatry’ – for a variety of reasons huge numbers of people, even those who later were described as giants among Top Doctors, entered psychiatry because they were unemployable in any other field.

 

Hamid Ghodse was the man who wrote the relentlessly fawning obituaries of Professor Linford Rees and Professor Griffith Edwards – although there is plenty of evidence that these two men were seriously abusing their positions and were involved in concealing the wrongdoing of Dafydd and the paedophiles. Ghodse died himself in 2012.

Ghodse was educated in Iran and in Beirut, but came to the UK after qualifying in 1965. He knew people in south Wales as a result of a friendship he had made on a previous visit to the UK, so he did his postgraduate training at Morgannwg Hospital in Bridgend, south Wales, 1968-70. He then returned to London and worked at Barts and the Maudsley until 1974. Ghodse became the resident psychiatrist at the Institute of Psychiatry, 1974-78. In 1978 Ghodse was appointed consultant psychiatrist at St George’s Hospital Medical School. In 1987 Ghodse became Professor of Addictive Behaviour and International Drug’s Policy at St George’s. In 1992 he set up and ran the International Centre for Drug Policy at St George’s, where he remained until his death in 2012.

Ghodse was training as a junior psychiatrist in south Wales at the same time as Tony Francis – he then went to the Institute of Psychiatry at about the same time that Francis did. The Royal College of Physicians website’s section on ‘Lives of the Fellows’ mentions that Ghodse was ‘strongly influenced’ by Linford Rees when he worked at Barts and that he got to know Linford’s family at Barts. When Ghodse worked at the Institute of Psychiatry his mentor was Griff Edwards.

Ghodse undoubtedly knew Tony Francis.

In 1992 when Ghodse set up his International Centre for Drug Policy at St George’s, five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were killed by that firebomb (see post ‘The Silence of the Welsh Lambs’).

Ghodse was working in the endemically corrupt St George’s whilst I was hounded out of my job there and then when I had dreadful experiences when I ended up as a patient of Ghodse’s colleagues. Colleagues who were busy communicating with Tony Francis, Dafydd and even Lucille Hughes without informing me let alone gaining my consent. Ghodse’s Drug Dependency Unit was originally located in Clare House – where those social workers who were offering to receive information from Lucille Hughes about me being phenomenally dangerous were based.

Ghodse’s inpatient unit was originally at Tooting Bec Hospital, which closed in 1988 – a new unit opened at Springfield to replace it. Ghodse was involved in training doctors, nurses, psychologists – and social workers.

Altogether Ghodse spent 34 wonderful years at St George’s. But he certainly got out and about and put his fingers in many pies. Ghodse began his career in addiction at Hackney Hospital’s DDU and he also worked as a consultant at Tommy’s as well as St George’s. He was the Director of Substance Misuse Services for Wandsworth, Merton and Sutton Health Authorities and was Director of the South West Thames Regional Drug Problem Team.

Ghodse was Chair of the Royal College of Psychiatrists Substance Misuse Section, 1990-94. I was working at St George’s whilst Ghodse Chaired that section – and by 1994, the agreement whereby Dafydd would be allowed to retire without any of the serious complaints about him being followed up and would also be given the contract for providing substance misuse services for north Wales had been thrashed out (see post ‘The Evolution of a Drugs Baron?’).

Ghodse was Vice-President of the Royal College of Psychiatrists, 2000-02. Whilst the Waterhouse Report was published.

Ghodse was non-executive director of the National Patient Safety Agency, 2001-to his death. He was Chairman of Higher Degrees in Psychiatry, University of London, 2003-until his death.

Ghodse was an advisor to the Department of Health and to the NHS Ombudsman. He was elected as President of the UN International Narcotics Control Board 11 times. That Board monitors countries adherence to drug conventions.

Vanessa Cameron, the Chief Executive of the Royal College of Psychiatrists, described this big time crook as ‘the wise elder statesman par excellence’.

Ghodse’s wife Barbara Ghodse whom he married in 1973 was a Top Doctor who went into hospital management. In fact Barbara Ghodse was or still is the service contracts manager for St George’s Healthcare NHS Trust.

A measure of Hamid Ghodse’s success as a Top Doctor was suggested by his former colleague Dr Jill Treganza who ran the DDU at St George’s with him. Treganza observed that when they first set up the DDU, she and Hamid would joke about managing over 100 patients with just one part-time nurse to help them. Hamid built the DDU up into a university department of addiction behaviour with over 200 staff, over 85 of them in the academic unit.

Now how ever did Hamid manage to do that?

 

After Hamid Ghodse died, a memorial service was held as a ‘celebration of Hamid’s life’. In attendance were: Prof Peter Kopelman, Principal, St George’s; Jill Treganza; Prof Dinash Bughra; Prof Fabrizio Schifano; Prof Sue Bailey; Dr N. Baghaei-Yazdi; Baroness Sheila Hollins; Prof Ilana Crome.

All together now, in memory of Hamid – ‘We didn’t know’.

 

Before I leave the topic of the festering cess-pit of corruption that is St George’s with its Top Doctors who were concealing paedophile rings which were linked to gangsters involved in large scale drug importation and dealing as well as child porn, there is one person who needs to make her way to the nearest police station and fess up. That is Deb Everard, the vile manipulative laboratory technician who caused such huge problems at St George’s but who never faced disciplinary action, no matter how dreadful her conduct. Everard was a Conservative Councillor in Edmonton and although she was a Tory she ruthless used the corrupt MSF reps in St George’s to keep herself out of trouble. Everard knew about Oliver Brooke the paedophile professor as well as mountains of other wrongdoing. St George’s was the centre of a major crime ring with international links – this is not about a daft old bat like you falling out with everyone Deb, this is about drug barons and child traffickers you stupid cow. Get down the police station now.

Now for a bit more information on Alice Mahon, the Labour MP who blew the whistle on the gross abuses at Ashworth Hospital, but which were then blamed on the patients and used to justify New Labour becoming even more oppressive and punitive towards people with mental health problems (see post ‘Security, Security’).

Alice Mahon was Labour MP for Halifax, 1987-05. She was on left of the party and member of the Socialist Campaign Group. Mahon resigned from the Labour Party in April 2009 because of her disgust at the plans of Gordon’s aide Damien McBride and Derek Draper’s plans to smear leading Tories.

Mahon went to grammar school in Halifax and after leaving school worked as an NHS nursing auxillary for ten years. She was born in 1937 so presumably she began working for the NHS in the mid-late 1950s. In 1979 Mahon graduated from Bradford University with a BA in Social Policy and then taught trade union studies at Bradford College, 1980-87. She was also a Councillor on Calderdale Council. By the time that Mahon resigned from the Labour Party in 2009 she had been a member for over 50 years. She campaigned on women’s rights, abortion rights and gay rights – all of which were systematically breached by the NHS whilst Mahon worked in it and for many years afterwards. Mahon was based in a region of the country where a paedophile gang targeted children in care – we’re talking Yorkshire, Jimmy Savile ruled supreme – where two psychiatrists raped and molested female patients over decades with the knowledge of other NHS colleagues across the whole of Yorkshire but were not even investigated until they had nearly reached retirement (see post ‘All The Ingredients Of A Scandal’) and where there was serious endemic corruption in the police. Bradford – anyone remember Peter Sutcliffe and the police not giving a toss for years because he was only murdering prostitutes?

Things were no better in that neck of the woods even during the later years of Mahon’s Parliamentary career. I have been friends with two people who have lived and worked in the Bradford area for the last thirteen years or so. The mental health services in Bradford rival those in north Wales for sheer fuckwittery and negligence – a zenith was reached in 2010 with the activities of the Crossbow Cannibal Killer – and for their ability to exterminate vulnerable people. The Airedale NHS Trust had a problem a with an Angel killing some of the patients by lethal injection. The corrupt expert witness whom I encountered some years ago Robert Kehoe (see post ‘A Very Succinct E Mail From A Reader’) was Clinical Director of Airedale at the time of the murdering Angel. Kehoe is now Medical Director of the enormous US based private healthcare company Cygnet, has a Harley Street practice from where he continues to provide expert witness reports and still keeps a finger in the NHS pie in West Yorkshire. People working in the NHS in  Bradford knew many years ago that there was a high rate of genetically inherited problems as a result of marriages between first cousins and that the mortality rate for baby girls was inexplicably high. Neither problems were made public – although Bradford has finally got around to providing genetic counselling for first cousins who marry – because these matters affected certain groups in the south Asian community and people were terrified of providing ammunition for the BNP which held seats on the Council. Then there was the huge problem of the grooming and trafficking of youngsters in care by criminal gangs. The Labour MP for Keighley Anne Cryer tried for years to draw attention to the problem of forced marriages and honour killings and was denounced as a racist.

The health and welfare section of Bradford University was so dysfunctional that it was known as ‘health and warfare’ by  staff working in other parts of the university. The crowning achievement of the Health and Warfare department was the naked race hatred shown towards one of nursing lecturers – who was black – by her fellow Angels. It culminated in someone posting up a picture of a monkey on her office door. Were any Angels dismissed or even disciplined? No. The settlement arranged with the union was that the Angel who had been the subject of this vile behaviour would be given a Chair – although she had neither the experience or research record to warrant such a position. Academics in other institutions couldn’t work out why there was a professor at Bradford with such a weak CV…

This was all facilitated by the NHS and social services and Mahon will have known about it. She does not seem to have uttered a word. So what about Mahon’s role in exposing the horrors of the Personality Disorder Unit at Ashworth Hospital in 2007, as detailed in my post ‘Security, Security’? Well she obviously did take up the case in 2006 when her constituents who were the parents of the Ashworth patient who alleged that such appalling things were happening approached her, but after the Fallon Inquiry everything was blamed on Dangerous Nutters who had ‘taken over’ the institution rather than anyone admitting that the root of the problem was that Ashworth was rotten to the core and run by Top Doctors who were concealing a paedophile ring in north Wales/Cheshire and ‘nurses’ who were members of the POA and National Front.

If Alice Mahon had wanted to finish the Tories off, she could have – by telling the truth about Ashworth Hospital, because the truth about Sir Peter Morrison’s role in the north Wales paedophile gang would have emerged as well as the enormous lengths to which the Tories had gone for years to keep it quiet. Ah – but that would have meant admitting exactly what had been going on in the NHS and what had happened to me and others at its hands and like everyone in the Labour Party Alice is passionate about the NHS. As was Alice’s leader Kinnock. The Kinnock who knew what was happening to us in north Wales – and who also knew about George Thomas and a few others on his doorstep in south Wales. The Kinnock who went to university with Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) – who was one of the Top Doctors who concealed the north Wales paedophile gang – and who was married to Glenys from north Wales whose parents were friendly with the likes of Lord Cledwyn who had concealed the paedophile ring years previously. The Kinnock who knew damn well that Michael Carr didn’t survive a visit to Walton Hospital after he dared take on Militant (see post ‘News From Sicily’). The Militant whom Kinnock so bravely fought by shouting the odds at Derek Hatton at the Labour Party Conference in 1986.

Comrade Alice really hated New Labour and before she resigned from the Party said that she was ‘dismayed’ at the impotency of the Gov’t in tacking the financial institutions. Had Alice et al had been a little more honest, less self-interested and had not been doing deals with Top Doctors involved in serious crime, they could have given Capitalism a good kick in the groin. How? By exposing the leading role that Sir Robin Butler, Thatcher’s Principal Private Secretary, 1982-85 and Cabinet Secretary played in concealing the paedophile gang and the mountain of associated crap. The Sir Robin who in 1969 had been seconded to the Bank of England and a number of City institutions and who was a founder member of the Central Policy Review Staff under Lord Rothschild, 1971-72. After a series of senior appointments at the Treasury, Butler was second Permanent Secretary for Public Expenditure, 1985-87. Whilst Thatcher was Education Secretary in Ted Heath’s Gov’t, she supported Lord Rothschild’s 1971 proposal for market forces to affect Gov’t funding for research.

Sadlly Nurse Alice knew best and the one thing that we mustn’t do is listen to psychiatric patients telling stories about Top Doctors because they don’t know their own minds do they….

You fucking idiot Alice. Nurse knows best which is why it’s such a mess. And why five witnesses were killed by a firebomb days after the Tories won the 1992 General Election (see post ‘The Silence of the Welsh Lambs).

I have mentioned in previous posts how I and others who dared challenge the paedophiles’ friends found it nigh-on impossible to gain NHS treatment. I’m delighted to report that at the time that Alice was resigning from the Labour Party in disgust at Gordon, Alice campaigned for someone who had been denied NHS treatment – one Alice Mahon. Had Alice been unlawfully refused treatment for life-threatening illnesses/told that she was mentally ill when she had cluster headaches and then refused pain relief/told to go and lie on her bed by Angels when she had a kidney stone/refused treatment for a head wound incurred in a car crash/gone into hospital to give birth as a healthy woman after a problem free pregnancy and come out with a dead baby or any of the other fun things that happened to me and others? No. Alice began a campaign because she was suffering from AMD (age-related macular degeneration) and her GP had refused to prescribe the drug that she wanted. Alice employed the services of clinical negligence specialists Irwin Mitchell and in 2007 threatened to take Calderdale PCT and Kirklees PCT to the High Court. Just to ram home her point, eventually Alice invited the press to her London house – as opposed to her other house in Yorkshire – and explained to them that because she her request for AMD treatment on the NHS had been turned down, she was having to let out her London home to fund the treatment herself. Alice’s press conference took place after she left Parliament.

The PCT later clarified the situation. The drug that Alice was requesting had not yet been approved by NICE, but if a patient’s doctor felt that it was the right treatment for them and chose to prescribe it, it was available on the NHS. So presumably Alice’s doctor felt that her particular condition was not going to benefit from the drug that she was requesting.

During Alice’s campaign she argued that the cost of the support that patients with AMD need as they gradually lose their sight in terms of treatments for injuries as a result of falls etc far exceeds the cost of the AMD drug which was actually available on the NHS if a Top Doctor chose to prescribe it. Alice was no doubt quite right about that. In much the same way that framing innocent patients for offences that they have not committed and then banging them up for many years in Ashworth at the cost of several thousand pounds per week before they are eventually beaten to death by the Angels who have joined the National Front and then commissioning Robert Bluglass to investigate the murder along with one of Dafydd’s Angels is far more expensive than treating them for whichever manageable mental health problem they had experienced in the first place before they had the misfortune to be referred to Dafydd or Tony Francis et al.

In 2009 it was revealed in the Parliamentary expenses scandal that in 2001 Alice had claimed £20k to repay a loan which she had taken out in order to buy some new doors for her house in London. It was discovered in 2004 that Alice’s claim fell outside the rules but because no-one noticed when Alice did it, they let her off. Alice still owned the house in question in 2009 two years after she had left the Commons. It was the legendary house that Alice had been forced to let out to pay for the NHS treatment that would not have helped her condition – the treatment that Alice claimed to have paid £5,325 for and was the basis of her proposed High Court action. The basis of Alice’s proposed High Court action was that the NHS had breached her human rights. She was quoted as saying ‘I have been an ardent supporter of the NHS all my life and now I feel totally let down’. Anyone for representing the human rights of patients who have been sitting in the secure hospitals for twenty years because when they were young they were deemed to be psychopaths after telling Wicked Lies about being sexually exploited by social workers or Top Doctors? Cherie? Mr Mansfield? St Helena Kennedy? Anyone????

Before she resigned from Parliament, Alice appeared as a defence witness for Slobodan Milosevic after he was indicted for war crimes. No, I am not taking the piss, she did. Presumably her eye-sight really was going downhill. Perhaps Alice should have spent that £5,325 of tax-payers money at the natural healing clinic of Slobodan’s fellow war criminal, Radovan Karadizic, a psychiatrist and Top Doctor who gave lectures at European conferences when he ‘went into hiding’ and ‘couldn’t be found’. Even though he was spotted by a BBC correspondent getting out of a red Merc in broad daylight.

Alice was Vice-President and is a Patron of the Stop The War Coalition. Stop the War was established in Sept 2001 after Lindsey German – who was then in the SWP – Chaired a public meeting of the Concerned. Lindsey German became the convenor of Stop the War. Others involved included George Galloway (Vice-President) who plants an incendiary device wherever he pauses, Tam Dalyell (Vice-President), who wrote many toadying obituaries of politicians who concealed child abuse and Harold Pinter. The President of Stop the War, 2001-14, was Tony Benn. Who when I wrote to him concerning matters north Wales did reply but simply said ‘sorry, mental health is not my area’. Yes, but bringing down capitalism was and all Tony needed to have done was to start digging re Thatcher, Sir Robin and the rest of the gang who introduced Reagan’s neoliberal experiment to Europe. But there we are, Viscount Stansgate was mates with them all at St Thomas’s, that bastion of inequality in the London medical establishment where people from titled families choose to study if they’re going into medicine. Who can afford to rock the boat for the sake of kids in care and psych patients when one can be filmed marching through central London with a megaphone leading thousands of Angels carrying banners saying ‘Save Our NHS’, accompanied by well-paid although tired junior doctors wearing their scrubs pushing beds and trolleys? Tommy’s has now merged with Guys. A former Top Doctor at Guys, Professor Harry Keen, was the uncle of Ed and David Miliband. Harry Keen’s memorial service was held at Guys. So presumably with their uncle having been a leading light at Guys Ed and David know exactly how that establishment carries on. It’s not a democratic place is it Ed? Did your Uncle Professor Harry know Professor Jim Watson then, the associate of Dafydd’s and the ‘sex therapist’ who spent years working at St George’s where his dept concealed a paedophile ring? If those who Save Lives wanted to attend Ed’s uncle’s memorial service they’d have had to have cancelled their Harley Street clinics for the day.

Louise Christian, a ‘human rights solicitor since 1978’ and ‘campaigning lawyer’, was a Vice-President of Stop The War. Louise established the law firm Christian Fisher in 1985. One of their early cases was representing 49 Liverpool Councillors who were prosecuted for wilful misconduct – so that’ll have been Mr Hatton et al who did battle with the pillock Kinnock whilst Walton Hospital finished off Michael Carr and absolutely everybody ignored what was going on down the road at Moss Side and Park Lane Hospitals (see post ‘Security, Security’). Sadiq Khan joined Christian Fisher as a trainee in 1994 and in 1997 became a partner, the firm then evolving into Christian Khan. The Sadiq who knows what happens to people in the care of the mental health services because he took on the case of David ‘Rocky’ Bennett who was murdered ooh I mean restrained whilst in the care of the NHS in 1998. Sadiq did that one case and didn’t dip his toe into such waters again- but the death of Rocky alone will have left Sadiq in no doubt about the lies and the character assasinations to which the NHS routinely resorts when it has been caught participating in the highest levels of naughtiness. The only reason Rocky’s death was ever investigated at all was because his sister was a Top Doctor and fought tooth and nail – that will have taken the Angels by surprise, Black Paranoid Schizophrenics aren’t expected to have sisters who are Top Doctors. In 2010 Christian Khan merged with Imran Khan and Partners. Louise was Chair of Liberty, 2007-09, which in its previous incarnation had those embarrassing links with PIE…

The Chair of Stop the War until 2011 was Andrew Murray, a member of the Communist Party of Great Britain. Murray is an old mate of Seamus Milne, they both enjoyed being Stalinists together. In 2003 Murray defended the regime which runs North Korea. Andrew worked for the TGWU, 1987-98 and then again from 2003 – it’s those NHS unions again. In 2010 Murray was involved Len McCluskey’s successful campaign to be General Secretary of UNITE – there they are again….

In 2011 Murray stepped down as Chair of Stop The War because he became  Chief of Staff of UNITE. A man called Jeremy Corbyn took over as Chair of Stop The War in Sept 2011. The Jeremy whom I really do not find half as offensive as many of his colleagues, but Jeremy did know what was happening to those kids on his home turf of Islington at the hands of the paedophile gang that operated in the children’s homes run by Islington Council…Jeremy is busy demanding more money for the NHS at the moment – along with the bloated managerialists running the NHS who are making a killing (so to speak) and the Top Doctors, including those who run Harley Street practices alongside their NHS work and who are sometimes raking in eye-watering amounts of money. Jeremy – pop along to Harley Street with John McDonnell sometime for a bit of fieldwork and take Brother Len with you. Some of those Rollers that you see parked outside the buildings belong to NHS consultants. We are not talking excellent hard working doctors being fairly rewarded here, we are talking taking the piss big time.

By Nov 2016 Murray had joined the Labour Party and in May 2017 it was revealed that he had been seconded by UNITE to the Labour HQ during the 2017 General Election campaign.

The incident which led to Mahon giving up on the Labour Party after more than 50 years of blind loyalty to the NHS is worth looking at in a bit of detail. The matter which so incensed Mahon was the plan cooked up by Damien McBride to set up a website which would run stories smearing the character of prominent Tories, including Cameron and his Samantha, as well as George Osborne and his wife Frances. Mahon mentioned that her stepdaughter was horrified to think that McPoison and his partner in crime Derek Draper could even think of smearing Cameron and Sam because they had a severely disabled child. That was Ivan – who was ruthlessly used by Cameron and Samantha to convince everyone that the NHS was safe with Cameron because what with Ivan Sam and Dave Know How It Is. Except that Sam n Dave are millionaires and could afford the care and respite that keep parents free of exhaustion and sometimes even suicide when they have a severely disabled child. Alice knows as well as I do that the NHS doesn’t provide that.

Whilst I don’t think that McPoison’s idea to throw mud that he knew to be untrue at leading Tories was a good one, Mahon might be surprised to know that some years ago I was told by a close friend of Professor Dylan Jones-Evans, advisor to the Welsh Conservative Party, that he had a Cunning Plan to ‘blacken the character’ of a public figure in north Wales. I was told that Dylan had stated that he had to do this because the person concerned ‘hadn’t done anything wrong’ so there was no real mud to throw. So what had this person done to so mortally offend Dylan? He was a supporter of the Welsh Labour Party. Why did Dylan think that a bag of venom thrown in this person’s direction would prove effective? Because this person’s spouse had just died of a brain tumour – after they were told by the Walton Centre that the tumour was inoperable – and the stress of that had left the person concerned ‘on their last legs’ according to Dylan. I was interested in that inoperable tumour. Because that inoperable tumour was diagnosed some time after the spouse of the person with that tumour and a close friend of theirs had dared take on the paedophiles’ friends, some of whom are Top Doctors with links to the Walton Centre (see post ‘A Vampire At Glyndwr University!’). At pretty much the same time, another person whom I knew in north Wales was also diagnosed with a brain tumour and treated at Walton. They were a social worker who had worked with the paedophile gang, as was their spouse. The colleague of the paedophile gang made a full recovery. It is possible that the paedophiles’ colleague really did have a tumour with a better prognosis – but I know what the Top Doctors get up to…

Sometime before these brain tumours were diagnosed Dylan found out that I had acquired a stack of incriminating documentation from my medical files demonstrating the serious criminality involved – everyone knew what was happening to me at the hands of the NHS and social services in north Wales, it had become public knowledge. I received a message from someone close to Dylan who told me that Dylan wanted to help me and perhaps I’d like to share my evidence with him. I remembered very clearly who flatly refused to help me when it all began – Keith Best and Wyn Roberts, two corrupt Thatcherite Tories in the Welsh Office. I decided that I could do without Dylan’s assistance and hung on to my evidence. Then my computer was stolen by John McTernan’s brother-in-law (see post ‘News From Sicily’).  Then my car was broken into and the only things stolen were the letters from my lawyer which were in the glove box. Then letters from my lawyer which were sent to me at Bangor University were opened before they arrived in my pigeon hole. Then I was offered a TV documentary about my case – only to be asked just before filming was due to begin if I would smear the person whose character Dylan had wanted to blacken.

This is the NHS for you Alice. McPoison didn’t need to smear anyone – he could have just given an honest account of what some people were actually doing. Including David Cameron – who appointed David Jones MP as Secretary of State for Wales in the run up to the organising of the second great cover-up of the paedophile gang which followed the Waterhouse Inquiry ie. the Macur Review. David Jones was a lawyer who worked in north west Wales and sat in the Courts for years watching whilst the paedophile gang perjured themselves and fitted people up (see post ‘The Right Honourable David Jones MP’). David Jones campaigns on an NHS ticket – his wife is a midwife. So Mrs Jones will have known that the obs and gynae services in north Wales have been dysfunctional and unsafe for years, that women were being unlawfully denied terminations because a group of Top Doctors in the region who were anti-abortion got together and determined that there would be no access to NHS abortions in north Wales – but women could pay Top Doctors in Chester and get them – and that Wrexham Maelor Hospital had a whole spate of deaths of mothers and babies but the hospital refused to hold an investigation because they didn’t want anyone to find out how dangerous the unit was (see post ‘The BMA And It’s Ethics’).

David Jones and his wife are opposed to abortion – but clearly didn’t feel as strongly about a paedophile gang which framed and murdered witnesses.

 

Regarding the previous of those who planned to smear Dave n Sam, ie. McPoison and Derek Draper – Draper had been a Private Eye favourite for years and was routinely referred to as Dolly Draper, although I don’t know the origin of that particular long-running joke.

In 199o Dolly was Constituency Secretary for Nick Brown, a paedophiles’ friend whose territory is in the north east of England and who ended up in a rent boy scandal himself shortly after Ron Davies was caught with his trousers down in the company of Boogie the male prostitute on Clapham Common (see post ‘News From Sicily’). Alastair Campbell repackaged the Nick Brown embarrassment as a good news ‘gay man comes out and is proud’ news story. In 1992 Dolly was employed as a researcher by Mandelson who was by then MP for Hartlepool – Dolly set up Progress with Liam Byrne, whose tracked record of being at the scene of the crime is excellent (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part IV’). In 1998 Dolly landed himself in his first scandal, Lobbygate, in which he was taped by an undercover journalist boasting of his access to key Gov’t figures. Dolly had also stated that ‘I just want to stuff my bank account at 250 pounds an hour’. Dolly’s conduct would seem to be entirely consistent with the sort encouraged by Mandy, so it was interesting to read that after Lobbygate Mandy observed that Dolly has ‘a fine intelligence but sometimes I’m afraid that he misuses that intelligence. He gets above himself’.  Mandy obviously feared some stiff competition from Dolly.

Dolly then embarked on a career as a psychotherapist, after having done an MA in Clinical Psychology in California. Dolly joined the British Association for Counselling and Psychotherapy and wrote a monthly column in Therapy Today. In 2009 when McPoison’s plan for the smearing of Dave n Sam n George n Frances became public, it was revealed that in response to McPoison’s Cunning Plan, Dolly had sent him an e mail describing McPoison’s idea as ‘absolutely totally brilliant’. Someone subsequently complained about Dolly having such untherapeutic thoughts to the BACP – nonetheless Dolly’s membership of the BACP was not withdrawn. But I wouldn’t have expected it to be – I know of numerous people registered with the BACP who undoubtedly do not have the temperament or knowledge to be allowed near huge swathes of the human race yet alone near vulnerable distressed people. The BACP pointed out that as well as his dodgy certificate from somewhere unspecified in California, in 2009 Dolly had acquired a second MA in the Foundations of Psychoanalytic Psychotherapy from the Tavistock Centre London/Essex University, which had involved Dolly undertaking more than 1500 hours of supervised clinical work, no doubt under the supervision of someone as mad and as unscrupulous as Dolly.

Dolly is married to Kate Garraway, the former GMTV presenter.

 

I spent some time earlier yesterday watching the post-1992 General Election TV clips featuring people bemoaning the fact that unbelievably John Major had won the election, even after the disaster that was his first administration. All the old faces were there or mentioned – Dr Death, Shirl, Paddy Ashdown, Red Ken. A fresh faced Blair was interviewed as well looking rather crestfallen that Mandy’s PR vehicle hadn’t been successful and Blair and Red Ken were both asked whether Kinnock ought to go. A smug David Mellor quietly gloated on camera. Every one of these people knew about the organised abuse of children in north Wales and elsewhere which involved politicians and any one of them could have pulled the plug on the Tories if they’d blown the whistle. Not one of them did. Mahon told Chris Mullin in 1994 that she was the Stop Blair candidate. No Alice, you were the Fuckwitted Candidate, one of many. You could have stopped Blair if you’d wanted – but it would have meant standing up to those NHS unions…

There was someone else who knew about north Wales who presented those political news programmes – Jeremy Paxman. His former partner Elizabeth Clough made the documentary ‘Who Will Listen To Mary Winch?’ A worthwhile documentary – which was never followed up and quietly forgotten shortly after it was screened in March 1991 for some unfathomable reason….

Alice Mahon was succeeded as Labour MP for Halifax by her protege from Calderdale Council, Linda Riordan.

 

There’s ructions in the NHS once more, the Top Doctors are squealing loudly. They want money. Lots of it. I haven’t had time to catch up with today’s events yet, but I did notice that recently Top Doctor Bruce Keogh decided that he just had to Speak Out. Keogh has been at the top of the NHS for years, so although the obvious response is well Bruce, the mess must be something to do with you, I absolutely accept that Bruce Keogh would not be able to turn around the rotten apple single handedly. Keogh is a cardiac surgeon who is keen on safer practice. I know nothing about cardiac surgery so I’m not in a position to pass judgement on Keogh’s surgery or on the measures that he uses to review his colleague’s work. However I have noticed an irony in view of the fact that many of Bruce Keogh’s responsibilities have been concerned with improving patient safety. The irony is the job of Bruce’s wife Ann. Ann is Director of Medical Safety at the Heart of England Foundation NHS Trust. That is the Trust which employed the surgeon Ian Paterson who is currently in prison after performing unnecessary operations on scores of patients. There were many warnings that Paterson was out of control but the Heart of England Trust did not take any action…

Yet another school where parents paid handsomely for their children to be abused has hit the media. The Guardian ran an article on the appalling abuse meted out to boys as young as 12 by the former headmaster of St Benedict’s School. It seems that the headmaster had been committing serious offences for years. Julian Clary went to St Benedict’s. When Julian Clary was still a relatively new face in comedy he talked about how his mum and dad sent him to an expensive school and he absolutely hated it there, but he didn’t tell his parents because they had made sacrifices to stump up the fees. Julian Clary never explained WHY he was so unhappy at that school, but a lot of his comedy was predicated on jokes about homosexual behaviour between school boys. St Benedict’s has another famous old boy as well – Chris Patten! The Chancellor of Oxford University, the former Chairman of the BBC, the Patten who never takes any responsibility for any atomic bombs exploding on his watch.

Patten famously lost his seat at the 1992 General Election which gave him a shock because he’d been responsible for the Tories successful election campaign. So Chris, the 1992 General Election was fought with a constant eye on the need to keep the activities of Peter Morrison and the paedophile gang in north Wales quiet. Then there were the deaths of the five witnesses as a result of that petrol bomb just days after the Tories won. Would your wife Lavender’s support for Professor Mark Williams’s ‘mindfulness’ fraud – which he developed whilst he worked in Bangor in the late 1980s alongside those who were concealing the paedophile gang – be at all related to your need to keep a lid on that barrel of shit? Furthermore I really don’t think that Lavender should have been doubling up as a Patron for Williams’s Centre for Mindfulness at Oxford University whilst you were the Chancellor.

The influence of Freemasonry in the police has been in the news. Steve White, who is standing down after three years as the Chairman of the Police Federation, has expressed concerns that Freemasonry is so influential in the police that it is blocking progress for women as well as for black and ethnic minority people. What is even more worrying was that it was used to protect people involved in serious organised crime running a paedophile gang in north Wales/Cheshire for decades. Brian Paddick then gave an interview admitting that both he and his father were Freemasons but he was shocked to find that after he joined the police certain people became very much more friendly to him when they found out that he was a Freemason. Paddick commented that the stereotype of the Freemasons is one of silly old men wearing aprons performing ludicrous handshakes but stressed that Freemasonry is a malign influence in the police. Which struck a chord with me because I used to think that Freemasons were ridiculous and I certainly thought that no-one under 60 would be involved. Then I found out that Trystan Pritchard, one of the corrupt managers who used to work in Ysbyty Gwynedd, was a Freemason. Trystan was good mates with Elfed Roberts, the disastrous former Chairman of the North West Wales NHS Trust (see post ‘Former NHS Managers Of Notoriety Now Keeping A Low(er) Profile’), the man who left the North Wales Police after a conversation with the Chief Constable about the privileges and perks that Elfed seemed to be enjoying. Trystan is now CEO of St David’s Hospice. He took over when Alun Davies retired – Alun Davies who was formerly the corrupt manager of the Hergest Unit, whilst Elfed was Chair of the NW Wales NHS Trust. Trystan was also big mates with Martin Jones, the former CEO of the NW Wales NHS Trust and currently the Director of Workforce at the rapidly imploding Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board.

A couple of days ago I read that a Court of Appeal ruling meant that numerous people who were abused as kids as a result of the negligence of the social services will now not be able to claim compensation. Well that’s one way of dealing with the acknowledgement that the abuse of children in care is a huge problem which was simply ignored. The three Appeal Court judges who made the ruling were Lord Justice Nigel Davies, Lord Justice Steve Irwin and Lady Justice Eleanor King.

‘They Planned To Put Acid In All The Reservoirs…’

I’ve just finished reading Stephen Bentley’s book ‘Undercover: Operation Julie – The Inside Story’. Stephen Bentley was one of the undercover police officers who worked on Operation Julie the celebrated undercover police investigation which ran between 1976-78. Operation Julie resulted in a huge drugs bust in 1977 and was followed in March 1978 by the sentencing of 15 people at Bristol Crown Court who were jailed in total for 124 years. The trial at Bristol was presided over by Mr Justice Park aka Sir Hugh Park, but there were numerous other associated trials in lower courts as well which dealt with more than 100 defendents, as well as a raid in the Dordogne in the south of France. Operation Julie was an investigation which spanned much of the UK and involved 11 police forces, but most of the action took place in rural mid-Wales.

Numerous myths surround Operation Julie – many of them have been denounced as being untrue even by the officers who worked on the case and others have been denounced as being untrue by friends of the people who were prosecuted. Some things that have been accepted as ‘fact’ by everyone are highly improbable if one just thinks a little bit about what was alleged to have happened. One thing that everybody agrees on – including Stephen Bentley – is that Operation Julie cost a huge amount of money, was hampered by police corruption and did nothing at all to impede the tide of hard drugs that had begun pouring into the UK as a result of organised crime.

The stars of Operation Julie were a group of hippies who were living in mid-Wales in the mid-1970s and who had allegedly set up an LSD factory with the intention of manufacturing enormous quantities of the drug in order to spike the reservoirs supplying water to Birmingham with the aim of enablling the Brummies to receive the beneficial effects of getting off their heads. The spiking of the reservoirs story is the one thing that many people think that they know about Operation Julie, but that is also something for which there doesn’t seem to be much evidence. Some of the people from mid-Wales who were convicted did subscribe to the idea that taking LSD was a good idea – they took LSD themselves and had no doubt made a bit of it, but that’s about where the truth ends. As the years have passed, there has been increasing disquiet expressed about what happened during Operation Julie, the lies that the police fed to the media – that the media then obediently and very successfully promulgated – and regarding the fact at least one of those imprisoned did no more than make sandwiches for her boyfriend who was alleged to be making the LSD. Bentley himself claims that during the course of Operation Julie the undercover officers uncovered far more serious crime which was ‘handed over’ to others to deal with.

Operation Julie was conducted whilst business was booming for John Allen and his associates’ empire of child prostitution, porn and hard drugs in north Wales. Allen’s children’s homes, the Bryn Alyn Community, were receiving children from local authorities across England and Wales and Allen also had a villa in the south of France where he was taking children for ‘holidays’. Operation Julie could not have failed to have stumbled across Allen’s criminal empire.

The principal ‘LSD factory’ which was placed under observation by Operation Julie was located in a house at Tregaron, the home of Richard Kemp and his girlfriend Christine Bott. Another house, Plas Llysyn, owned by American Paul Arnaboldi – Kemp’s friend – in another part of mid-Wales, Carno near Llanidloes, was also observed. Bentley and another undercover officer infiltrated a village called Llandewi Brefi whilst disguised as hippies. Llandewi Brefi was targeted because a man called Alston Hughes aka ‘Smiles’ lived there. Alston was English and had connections in London and Birmingham and was alleged to be the distributor of the vast quantities of LSD produced nearby – he received an eight year prison sentence. All this surveillance and infiltration was happening on the patch of the Dyfed-Powys police force.

At that time, there was abuse of children in care happening in Dyfed and Pembrokeshire (Dyfed-Powys Police cover Pembrokeshire). Ioan Bowen Rees, the County Secretary of Dyfed County Council, moved to Gwynedd County Council to take up the post of Chief Exec in 1980, where he remained until 1991. It was on Ioan Bowen Rees’s watch that organised child abuse in the children’s homes in Gwynedd reached dizzy heights, with children being trafficked to London and Brighton (see posts ‘I Know Nuzzing…’ and ‘Are You Local?’). Alison Taylor, a social worker from Gwynedd, blew the whistle on the child abuse loudly and clearly to Bowen Rees and his Director of Social Services Lucille Hughes – Alison was sacked and the abuse continued. Bowen Rees’s idea of investigating Alison’s concerns was to invite his former colleagues from Dyfed County Council up to ‘review’ the children’s homes in Gwynedd. Under Bowen Rees the chaos, corruption and fuckwittery in Gwynedd Social Services reached new highs (see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’). Gwynedd was a by-word for a Council that was a law unto itself, founded upon nepotism and cronyism. Operation Julie could not have missed the stories emanating out of Gwynedd – Gwynedd is only a few miles north of Aberystwyth Police Station, the venue for the meeting of the Operation Julie team for briefing and it borders Machynlleth, where it was claimed the crucial evidence was found that led to the establishment of the whole enormous police operation. At the time there was serious institutionalised corruption in the North Wales Constabulary/Police and in the legal system across Wales. The drug squad based in Gwynedd in particular were totally bent and I personally know people whom they framed and who ended up in prison (see post ‘Top Of The Cops’). One man who was fitted up by the drug squad in Gwynedd and then violently assaulted by a police officer in Bangor Police Station ended up in Risley Remand Centre and was then transferred to the ‘care’ of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh for a year after Dafydd diagnosed him with ‘cannabis psychosis’. There was never an investigation into what happened to him – or his wife who also had cocaine planted on her – at the hands of the police. The Chief Constable of North Wales throughout the paedophile and serious corruption years who presided over some truly extraordinary events was Sir Philip Myers (see post ‘Top Of The Cops’).

I suspect that as with the prosecutions of paedophiles in north Wales, Operation Julie made a great display of prosecuting and imprisoning the small fry – and very likely a number of people who were completely innocent – whilst ignoring some very serious criminals. In his book Bentley mentions uncovering links to the CIA.

Although the publicity in the wake of the Operation Julie painted a terrible picture of the hippies on trial who were running the ‘biggest LSD factory in the world, supplying 90% of the world’s LSD’, there is plenty of evidence that they weren’t quite the people portrayed in the media. In mid-Wales their neighbours actually liked them – yes they were hippies, but they were friendly and well-educated (two of those involved were medical doctors and one had a PhD in chemistry). When the undercover police first infiltrated mid-Wales, their cover was nearly blown because their behaviour was so much worse than the people whom they had placed under surveillance. Bentley’s own account of himself in his book isn’t too flattering – he stresses that he was never a corrupt officer, but he seems to have known many people who were. I can understand the difficulty that he and his colleagues encountered when they tried to pass themselves off as hippies…

After Operation Julie, Stephen Bentley left the police force and in 1997 he became a barrister – he mentions that the recreational drug of choice for barristers is cocaine…

Stephen Bentley is now living in the Philippines.

Dr Christine Bott – who ended up being sentenced to nine years in prison for daring to be the girlfriend of Richard Kemp (the ‘drug chemist’) and for making meals for the ‘gang’ – had read medicine at Liverpool University and then worked as a GP. What she really liked doing was keeping and breeding goats and she was well-known in mid-Wales for this. Richard Kemp had done his PhD at Liverpool University, which was where he had met Christine – Richard was sentenced to 13 yrs.

Christine and Richard were students at Liverpool in the 1960s. Liverpool University produced graduates who did very much worse things than Christine and Richard. Whilst Dr Dafydd Alun Jones was at Liverpool University in the early 60s he was visiting IRA activists in order to pick up a bit of advice to use in activist activities back home in Wales (see post ‘A Network Stretching Back Decades’). The security services will have known about Dafydd – they had all the Welsh nationalist activists under observation, because of their links to the IRA and the Gov’ts fears that Welsh activism might become very violent. Stephen Bentley talks about the FWA (Free Wales Army) in his book – one of the leaders of the FWA was Julian Cayo-Evans, who was based in Lampeter and Bentley and his colleagues used to bump into supporters of the FWA. The Welsh political blog Jac O The North is written by Royston Jones who was a member of the FWA and a friend of Cayo – at one point (I think during the investiture) Jac went into hiding in Ireland because he was surrounded by the security services wherever he went in Wales. Of course the security services knew about Dafydd – but the security services helped conceal the Westminster Paedophile Ring, which was being supplied with child prostitutes by the paedophile gang who Dafydd was assisting.

Professor Robert Owen, the Medical Ombudsman for Wales who concealed Dafydd’s wrongdoing (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’), was Professor of Surgery at Liverpool Medical School. North Wales was/is packed with Top Doctors and other professionals who had been educated at Liverpool University who were among the paedophiles’ friends. None of them were ever arrested. Yet a well-liked GP who kept goats and lived quietly in deepest mid-Wales ended up being sentenced to nine years in prison on the basis of the alleged activities of her boyfriend.

Dr Christine Bott had also worked at Charing Cross Hospital. We know that the paedophiles’ friends enjoy the support of their colleagues in the London teaching hospitals. I wonder what Christine knew about who. We can’t ask her, because she is dead now, as is Richard and a number of the others who were sentenced. When Christine and Richard came out of prison they kept a low profile, so no-one ever heard their side of the story. They were welcomed back to mid-Wales, so people there couldn’t have had much of a problem with them. What we did hear much about were the over-blown fantasies of dodgy coppers in terms of the activities of hippies – the police revealed that a rat ‘which had died from an overdose of LSD’ had been found at one property. At Plas Llysyn at Carno, samples of water from the cellar were taken which incredibly enough contained LSD ‘which matched LSD samples’ in the possession of the police. A frog and a mole were also taken away for testing – it was revealed that they’d been on acid as well. But beyond ‘traces’ of LSD, nothing was discovered after the police had broken into the Plas in the belief that it was a constituent part of the biggest LSD factory in the world. The police knew why they didn’t find anything though – it was because the hippies had abandoned the Plas! So how did the hippies manage to make their getaway along with all the equipment and goodies whilst the police were watching the place?

As is often the case with raids by the drug squad, by the time that the Operation Julie cases came to trial, the police boasted of having discovered a wonderland of goodies worth an absolute fortune – when the police didn’t actually produce the mountains of LSD, allegations of a huge stash of LSD buried somewhere in woodland in mid-Wales were bandied about. Likewise, the value of the LSD that the police claimed to have recovered didn’t equate to what was actually recovered by the police (the situation conjures up the old favourite which made an outing on one of Mel Smith and Gruff Rhys Jones’s programmes years ago – ‘that means the police are paying three times as much for their drugs as the rest of us’). The event which actually precipitated the establishment of Operation Julie and which sounded even more like the fantasy of a dodgy copper was a lot more worrying than stories about rats, frogs and moles overdosing on hallucinogens, as we shall see.

In the mid-70s, a number of senior police officers – including some of those who led Operation Julie – were trying to persuade the Home Office to set up a national police force and a national drug squad. My post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’ describes the serious corruption at the top of the Home Office’s drugs branch at this time, which went hand in hand with the corruption on the part of some of the Top Doctors holding Home Office drugs licences and treating addicts, including Dafydd.

Prior to Operation Julie, Detective Chief Inspector Dick Lee of the Thames Valley Police Drug Squad maintained that he had noticed a huge increase in the amount of LSD ‘arriving into the UK’ whilst he policed pop festivals in the south of England. Dick Lee was someone who wanted a national drug squad created which operated independently of the rest of the force. The international suppliers of LSD in mid-Wales were only ever brought to the attention of Dick Lee after Gerry Thomas, an associate of David Solomon – a Californian who was associated with Timothy Leary and who had been introduced to Richard Kemp in 1968 by a university colleague – was caught trying to smuggle cannabis into Canada. Thomas had known Richard Kemp and Kemp’s friends and Thomas gave information to the authorities in Canada in return for a shorter sentence. The information that he supplied was that the ‘biggest acid lab in the world’ was being run in mid-Wales. Thomas named Richard Kemp, Christine Bott, David Solomon and ‘a man called Henry’. This ‘intelligence’ was passed across the Atlantic and reached the ears of Dick Lee. Richard Kemp ‘was known’ to be living in Wales and ‘driving a red Range Rover’ – well of course this was ‘known’, he and Christine weren’t trying to hide, they lived in Tregaron with their goats and Christine even appeared in the local press with her prize-winning goats. Dick Lee alerted the Dyfed-Powys Police and Detective Sergeant Richie Parry – who was in charge of the Dyfed-Powys Drug Squad pre-Operation Julie – contacted his old drug squad colleague Dai Rees who was now a traffic inspector in Dyfed-Powys Police and told him to get in touch in the event of any ‘incidents’ involving a red Range Rover.

As so often happened in matters involving the drug squad in those days, within weeks – in April 1975 – ‘by pure coincidence’ the control room heard about a serious car crash near Machynlleth involving a red Range Rover. It was of course Richard Kemp’s car and he and Christine were in it at the time. The accident was a serious one – Kemp’s Range Rover had hit another car head on which contained a Minister and his pregnant wife. The Minister’s wife was killed and the Minister was seriously injured, although Kemp and Christine ‘escaped with their lives’. Kemp’s Range Rover was impounded by the police and searched.

During the search, the police found six strips of paper in the car which when ‘reconstructed’ into one piece was found to have the words ‘hydrazine hydrate’ written on it,a key ingredient in the manufacture of LSD. The police therefore had the evidence that they needed against Richard Kemp – whom Dick Lee already ‘knew’ was part of an enormous drugs ring – the evidence needed to set up a huge national police operation involving those senior officers who had been so keen to do this but needed to persuade the Home Office and ACPO that there was justification for it. Why a man with a PhD in chemistry who was allegedly mass-producing LSD  – indeed 90% of the global LSD supply – would need to write the name of the main ingredient on a piece of paper and cut it into small pieces which were then strewn around his car was never explained. This ‘evidence’ is as implausible as the physiologically impossible ‘evidence’ on which the Rev Emyr Owen from Tywyn was convicted in 1985, after he was accused of chopping penises off corpses and eliciting erections in the severed penises – penises which were never actually found (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’).

So it must have been most convenient when Richard Kemp crashed his car in Machynlleth – just after the police had been told to look out for any incidents involving that car – killing a pregnant Minister’s wife in the process (the local people liked Richard and Christine remember which could have caused the police difficulties), whilst those scraps of paper with ‘hydrazine hydrate’ written on them were in the car belonging to Mr Big. The only thing that the police seemed to have forgotten to mention was that the writing on the paper was in lemon juice and that they read it by warming the paper up, a la Fatty in the ‘Five Find-Outers’ as conjured up by the imagination of Enid Blyton. Although I seem to remember that Fatty’s nemesis was actually a foul incompetent policeman called Mr Goon – one wonders how Fatty never found himself fitted up for dealing to the ‘Secret Seven’.

The bits of paper constituted the solid evidence needed for Dick Lee and his mates such as Detective Inspector Derek Godfrey from Scotland Yard to convince the Home Office and ACPO that a massive police operation across the UK was needed. Not that ACPO will have needed that much convincing – the President was Sir Philip Myers the Chief Constable of North Wales. In Feb 1976 a meeting was held at Brecon between a number of Chief Constables and senior drug squad officers and a multiforce operation was arranged which evolved into Operation Julie. In May 1976 officers from Operation Julie had moved into the house overlooking Richard Kemp’s cottage and had placed him and Christine under constant surveillance. After Operation Julie concluded, other police officers revealed their concerns that not only had Operation Julie been the preserve of some not very competent senior officers with massive egos who liked to think of themselves as supercops, but that the whole Operation had been conducted in secrecy without the knowledge of or scrutiny of anyone else. Dick Lee had created exactly what he and his mates had dreamed of – an ‘elite’ squad independent of the rest of the force, answerable to no-one.

In 1976 a man working with children was found guilty by Talgarth Magistrates Court (Talgarth is near Brecon) of two counts of indecent assault on boys from the Bryn Alyn Community.

Although in Dick Lee’s opinion Richard Kemp was Mr Big, even after the police put him and his friends at Plas Llysyn under intense surveillance they didn’t find the sort of evidence that one would have expected to find in world leading LSD factories, although Neville Dunnett, a Home Office scientist and forensics expert, believed that the Plas was an LSD factory. Obviously the police found the animals who had all been tripping and the water from the cellar which was obliging enough to match samples of LSD in the possession of the police, but they didn’t find much else – until on the day of the big swoop in March 1977 when they did dig up some LSD making equipment from a well at Plas Llysyn. The police didn’t actually manage to even find much LSD in their first raid on Kemp’s house in March 1977, the date on which Julie conducted simultaneous raids on 87 homes across England, Wales and the Dordogne. It was only when they raided Kemp and Christine’s house again in Dec 1977 that they found £1000 cash in a package and a plastic box containing the mind-blowing quantity of LSD  that confirmed that the biggest LSD factory in the world was down at Tregaron run by the boyfriend of a doctor who bred goats.

The biggest LSD factory in the world certainly took some detecting. The surveillance equipment used to maintain a 24 hour watch on Richard Kemp and Christine Bott was top of the range stuff and had been supplied by the security services at Whitehall.

The centre of the action may have been in mid-Wales dangerously near to all those corrupt professionals who had a thing about hippies – whilst the corrupt professionals within spitting distance were afforded protection by the security services and the Home Office as they facilitated a paedophile ring with links to organised crime dealing in child prostitution, porn, drugs and trafficking – but the identities and backgrounds of some of the senior officers involved in Operation Julie is more than enough to ring alarm bells.

Stephen Bentley was plucked from the Hampshire Drug Squad to work on Operation Julie. He had grown up on Merseyside and before joining the Hampshire Drug Squad he had worked as a police officer in the Merseyside/Lancashire area. Bentley’s book mentions the most extraordinary situation involving the South West Lancashire CID Task Force before he went south  – they had set up their temporary HQ in Knowsley Hall, a stately home near Liverpool, the family seat of the Earl of Derby. Bentley explains that allowing the police to use Knowsley Hall as their HQ assisted the 18th Earl of Derby with the financial strain of the upkeep of his house. Earl Derby aka Lord Edward Stanley soon found a longer term solution to his financial problems – in 1971 he created Knowsley Zoo and Wildlife Park in the grounds of the house. Bentley does not tell us whether anyone questioned whether it was right and proper for the police to be camping out in someone’s stately home whilst they conducted enquiries.

Lord Edward Stanley was Deputy Lieutenant of Lancashire, 1946-51 and Lord Lieutenant of Lancashire, 1951-68. He was Pro-Chancellor of Lancaster University, 1964-71. Lord Stanley was Director of Martin’s Bank – as well as a Director of Granada Television.

There was a TV documentary made about Operation Julie, ‘from the police perspective’. It was made by Bob Mahoney for Tyne Tees TV.

So Dick Lee from Scotland Yard persuaded the Home Office and the ACPO to set up Operation Julie after the discovery of those scraps of paper in Kemp’s car. Bentley admits that in the mid-70s ‘corruption was rife in certain departments and squads’ of the Metropolitan Police. After Operation Julie, Lee left the police force and became a freelance journalist. Well after all that glowing publicity surrounding the hefty sentences handed down to those who were about to poison the country’s drinking water and addle the brains of our youth, Dick Lee was far too famous to waste his time being a policeman. Other members of the police force were critical of his published work, suggesting that the content compromised police operations.

In 1977 one of the venues used to hold the briefings regarding the Operation Julie raids was the fifth floor of Tintagel House at Lambeth, a building which housed some departments of the Met. The Flying Squad and other CID departments were excluded from the Tintagel House briefings, although Stephen Bentley mentions that the SPG (Special Control Group) attended ‘in force’. The SPG were the contingent from the Met who took advantage of their position to violently assault ethnic minorities and lefties. In 1979 one of the officers from the SPG succeeding in killing Blair Peach, a teacher who was on an anti-NF march. The officer was did this was never publicly named let alone charged although other members of the SPG admitted that they knew his identity.

The ‘nerve centre’ of Operation Julie was established at Devizes, in the HQ of the Wiltshire Constabulary – the hub of the operation later moved to Swindon. It has now been admitted by his Tory colleagues that Sir Peter Morrison, Tory MP for Chester, 1974-92 and an aide to Margaret Thatcher, was abusing children. Morrison was known to have abused children in children’s homes in north Wales. Peter Morrison’s father was John Morrison, the 1st Baron Margadale, Conservative MP for Salisbury, 1942-65, whose family seat and estates were in Wiltshire. John Morrison was Lord Lieutenant of Wiltshire, 1969-81. Lord Lieutenants tend to spend time with Chief Constables among other people. Peter Morrison’s elder brother Charles managed the family estates and in 1964 was elected as Tory MP for Devizes. He remained MP for Devizes until 1992 and was a friend and supporter of Ted Heath. Charles had been influential in Wiltshire before he became their MP – in 1958 he became a member of Wiltshire County Council and he Chaired the Education Committee, 1963-64. Charles Morrison’s wife was related to Ian Fleming by marriage and an article that Ian Fleming wrote entitled ‘To Westminster With Love’ opened with the words ‘Charles Morrison – Licensed To Kill’. Well somebody certainly was and it wasn’t a bunch of hippies in mid-Wales. Charles and Peter’s sister, Mary Morrison, has been Woman of the Bedchamber to Queen Elizabeth II for over fifty years.

Detective Superintendent Dennis Greenslade was drafted into Operation Julie from the Regional Crime Squad based in Bristol – Bentley remembers that Greenslade too was very unpopular – and Greenslade’s colleague from Avon and Somerset Police, Detective Chief Inspector Herbert also worked on Operation Julie. Greenslade was another officer who supported the creation of a national drug squad. The drug squad in the West Country during the 70s and 80s conducted themselves pretty much as the drug squad in North Wales did – dope smoking hippies and teenagers were pursued by the police and treated as serious criminals whilst far more serious crime was ignored. I knew of corruption in the drug squad in both Bristol and Taunton at the time of Operation Julie. Two corrupt drug squad detectives in Taunton were demoted and ordered to go back into uniform as plods on the beat, but they still managed to have the family of a local school girl who had been wrongly accused as a result of a school teacher’s idiocy threatened at gunpoint – whilst the man with the gun did this, he made a reference to the unsolved murder of a housewife from Bath, Mrs Beryl Culverwell. I also knew of a police constable from Bristol who was thrown out of the force for dealing in heroin but was quite miffed about this because he maintained that the other officers who had been doing it with him had all remained in the force. I knew of someone else who was arrested for the possession of cannabis, taken to Bridgwater Police Station where he was assaulted and then had his own cannabis sold back to him by the police. The Chief Constable of Avon and Somerset Constabulary, 1974-79 was Kenneth Steele.

Whilst Kenneth Steele and his officers were pursuing school children and threatening to murder members of their families, they accused Norman Scott of shooting his own dog as a publicity stunt after John Newton – the hit man who told the Old Bailey in 1979 that he had been paid by Jeremy Thorpe to kill Norman – killed Norman’s dog and then tried to kill Norman but was prevented from doing so when his gun jammed (see post ‘My How Things Haven’t Changed’).

There is a further link with Jeremy Thorpe mentioned by Stephen Bentley. Bentley talks about a lady called Pam who owned a house in the locality under observation and rented it out to some of the Operation Julie officers. Pam also had a home in Bayswater in London at Orme Square – Jeremy Thorpe was Pam’s neighbour. Pam had celeb connections by marriage – she was the ex of John Mayall who had been in a band with Eric Clapton. My post ’95 Glorious Years!’ explains how a great many very unpleasant things happened to Francis Ormsby-Gore in a way that leads me to suspect that he may have been targeted by the paedophiles’ friends. Francis’s sister Alice died from a heroin overdose – she was the former partner of Eric Clapton. Clapton has admitted that he treated her appallingly, as well as introducing her to the joys of heroin addiction, only to give it up himself leaving her in a mess.

Bentley mentions connections to other celebrities that I have previously heard had used those abused and trafficked by the paedophile gang in north Wales and he also mentions meeting Michael Wilding junior, the son of Elizabeth Taylor, at a party near Devil’s Bridge a few miles away from Aberystwyth. The interesting thing about rural Wales is that although it was and is sneered at by those who imagine themselves to be metropolitan sophisticates a cut above the sheepshaggers, Wales is quite nice really and the people who make derogatory comments about its permanent inhabitants do nonetheless like to make visits to Wales or to even acquire a second home there. Among those people there was always a cohort who liked taking drugs and having sex with much younger people who were poor and not in the least bit famous.

Whilst dealing with Pam, Bentley discovered a few things familiar to anyone who has had been on the receiving end of the paedophiles’ friends: that the police in Wales are very strongly influenced by Freemasonry and that this exerts a corrupting force upon them; that police business is openly gossiped about and discussed with other people who are not police officers in a way that it shouldn’t be; and that often the wives of police officers know almost as much about police business as their husbands do. Bentley also discovered that Pam was very friendly with a police officer based at Lampeter Police Station whom Bentley felt could not be trusted and thus the Operation Julie team had no dealings with the police at Lampeter.

The biggest acid lab in the world in mid-Wales was alleged to be connected to another acid lab in Hampton Wick, Greater London, which was placed under surveillance by a police team from RAF Hendon in Oct 1976. The police maintained that these ‘two drug rings’ had begun as one organisation. They maintained that a Henry Todd – remember ‘a man called Henry’ whom Gerry Thomas had mentioned to the authorities in Canada? – had been the person handling the sales of the LSD produced in mid-Wales because the mid-Wales cohort were producing so much LSD that they couldn’t handle the sales by themselves. The police alleged that Todd and the ‘organisation’ had been based in Cambridge but had then set up one ‘ring’ in mid-Wales and had recruited an Andy Munro to work as a chemist in a house at Hampton Wick. Henry Todd was imprisoned for eight years.

David Solomon received a ten year prison sentence, despite there being very little evidence to link him with the LSD factory at all – he had actually been in New York throughout most of Operation Julie. It was Solomon’s conviction that enabled the police to tell the world that Kemp and Chrstine had connections with Timothy Leary – Dick Lee had actually spent a great deal of time trying to find evidence of this but couldn’t.

Stephen Bentley’s book mentions that Operation Julie also utilised the services of Detective Superintendent Gerry Squires from the City of London Police Fraud Squad in tracing the assets of those running the biggest acid factory in the history of the world. Assets did play a role in the trial at Bristol, but Bentley mentions links to profits in Vancouver from a heroin business and a group of doctors and lawyers who were providing the money to buy $3 million worth of heroin. I can’t find any mention of them being put on trial.

 

All branches of Operation Julie was either working directly in the locations where the paedophile gang based in north Wales and their friends were running their enormous well-oiled machine or very close by. Not only was Operation Julie involved in a surveillance operation in Wales, the heart of the paedophiles’ friends territory, but they were holding briefing meetings in Lambeth whilst Lambeth Borough Council’s social services dept had been infiltrated with paedophiles and whilst Lambeth were also sending children in their care into the clutches of John Allen ‘on placement’. Rob Evans, who was one of the managers of Gwynedd Social Services children’s homes under the regime of Ioan Bowen Rees in the 80s, had been recruited from the West Country where he had been a ‘team leader’.  Talgarth Magistrates Court, where a man had been found guilty of indecently assaulting boys from John Allen’s empire, was a short drive down the road from Brecon , the meeting point of the ‘supercops’ where they agreed to establish Operation Julie – the case at Talgarth happened in the same year as the discussions in Brecon.

I cannot understand how Operation Julie did not stumble across the paedophile gang that was operating in Wales – which dealt in drugs as well as in child sex – which only continued business unhindered throughout Operation Julie, but expanded their business. Perhaps Stephen Bentley and his colleagues did know about John Allen, Dafydd et al but Bentley just didn’t mention them in his book.

So who was Home Secretary whilst the police and the criminal justice system concerned themselves with wild animals who had taken LSD, whilst an absolute fortune was squandered on an investigation that imprisoned eccentric young people who at most were users of drugs themselves and small time dealers, whilst highly implausible evidence was found at convenient times and whilst clairvoyant police officers also seemed to know that there would soon be an incident involving Richard Kemp’s car in west or mid-Wales – an incident which when it happened involved the death of a young woman – yet ordered their officers on the ground not to go near a gang of very serious criminals who had colonised much of Wales?

The Home Secretary who agreed to set up Operation Julie on the basis of animals with a penchant for hallucinogens and Dick Lee’s psychic abilities was Roy Jenkins. Roy has starred on this blog recently and did a great many favours for the paedophiles’ friends (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part I) – Jenkins had also been Home Secretary at an earlier time in the 60s under Harold Wilson when Bryn Estyn, one of the children’s homes in north Wales with some of the highest levels of child abuse, had been directly managed by the Home Office. The Home Secretary who was in office during most of the investigation whilst gangsters who killed some of their victims as well as some witnesses but were allowed to go about their business unhindered and while the flimsiest evidence – some of which was very obviously fabricated – was deemed sufficient to imprison people for years was Merlyn Rees. Merlyn was another man who was a loyal paedophiles’ friend (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’). Roy Jenkins was appointed by Harold Wilson and Merlyn Rees was appointed by Jim Callaghan.

Who was the DPP who approved the prosecution of people on the basis of the fantasies of some bent coppers? The DPP who was in place during the earlier fit-ups of the suspects will have been Sir Norman Skelhorn. Skelhorn was DPP 1964-77 and before he retired there was huge concern expressed in many quarters regarding the practices of the police and the sheer number of miscarriages of justice that seemed to be occurring. In 1972 Skelhorn had granted the bank robber Bertie Smalls, Britain’s first supergrass, immunity from prosecution in a deal described by the Law Lords as ‘unholy’. The criticism constantly levelled at supergrasses is that they may be tempted to tell a pack of lies and name innocent people in return for lenient treatment. Skelhorn has also found his place in history as a result of admitting that whilst he was DPP terrorist suspects in N Ireland had been tortured and told a meeting of Harvard Law School Forum – after it had been agreed by Heath that torture should not happen under any circumstances – that when dealing with ‘Irish terrorists’, any methods were justified. In April 1976 after Young Liberal Peter Hain was cleared of robbery at a branch of Barclays Bank, six Liberal MPs led by David Steel demanded Skelhorn’s resignation. I don’t suppose Steel et al could dish too much dirt on Skelhorn though – because there was the matter of the doings of Cyril Smith and Jeremy Thorpe to consider.

Sir Norman Skelhorn was an active Freemason.

Upon Skelhorn’s retirement, Merlyn Rees appointed Sir Thomas ‘Tony’ Hetherington as DPP and it will have been Hetherington who was in office when the later Operation Julie prosecutions were prepared. Hetherington remained as DPP until 1987 and became the first head of the CPS when it was formed in 1986. The CPS that subsequently refused to prosecute in so many cases connected to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal or those child abuse cases involving Cyril Smith, Greville Janner and others. Hetherington did make the decision to prosecute Jeremy Thorpe however, although after that trial he might as well have not bothered (see post ‘My How Things Haven’t Changed’). Hetherington lied to two newspapers about never receiving police information concerning Cyril Smith. During his later years as DPP he oversaw a number of major changes introduced in the wake of concerns raised during Skelhorn’s incumbency eg. the introduction of PACE in 1984 and the creation of the CPS.

Hetherington was the son of a Top Doctor who was educated at Rugby and Christ Church, Oxford and was called to the Bar in 1952. He was the first DPP who was a career civil servant. He became part of the team supporting the Attorney-General and Solicitor General in 1962 and was head of the permanent legal staff supporting the Law Officers (A-G and SG), 1966-76. So Hetherington was the man behind Normal Skelhorn. He was appointed Deputy Treasury Solicitor in 1975. Which was when the Treasury Solicitor’s office was in the process of ruining Mary Wynch and illegally divesting her of her property (see post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’). As part of his mission to shine a light on the organs of the DPP, Hetherington allowed BBC Panorama’s team to film the DPP’s office at work. It was considered a very daring move, but I suspect that the BBC were happy to do their Lord Haw-Haw bit.

Hetherington was knighted in 1979. Which was the year that Thorpe was acquitted of conspiracy and incitement to murder. It was Hetherington who failed to prosecute any SPG officers after the death of Blair Peach.

The Attorney General, 1974-79, was Samuel Silkin. Silkin was a barrister from a well-known Labour family (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part I’). His father Lewis Silkin was the Labour MP for Peckham and a Minister in Attlee’s Cabinet, 1945-50 and his brother John Silkin was also a Labour MP and Cabinet Minister. John Silkin was very influential and at one point looked as though he would become leader of the Labour Party. Samuel Silkin retired in 1983 and was given a peerage in 1985. He Chaired the Society of Labour Lawyers.

The Solicitor General, 1974-79, was Peter Archer, a Labour MP for the West Midlands. Between 1967-70 Archer had been PPS to that good friend of the paedophiles Sir Elwyn-Jones whilst Elwyn-Jones was Attorney-General. In 1969 Archer was Britain’s representative on the UN’s ‘third committee’ on Human Rights. He was a founder member of the Amnesty International  Committee in 1961 and Chairman of Amnesty International’s UK section, 1971-74, as well as being a member in the Anti-Slavery Society. Archer was an extremely active member of the Fabian Society – he sat on the executive committee, 1974-86, was Chairman, 1980-81 and from 1993 until his death in 2012 he was President. He was also a leading figure in the Society of Labour Lawyers.

In his capacity as Solicitor General Archer authorised prosecutions in N Ireland.

Archer was close to Samuel Silkin when Labour were in opposition. When Silkin retired after Labour’s defeat in 1979, Archer was passed over for the role of Shadow A-G by one of the best friends that the paedophiles have ever had, former Secretary of State for Wales Lord John Morris. Peter Archer was Chief Legal Spokesman in Michael Foot’s Shadow Cabinet in 1981. In 1982 Archer became a Crown Court Recorder – he concentrated on his career at the criminal Bar after Labour’s defeat in 1970.

Archer was Shadow Secretary of State for N Ireland under Neil Kinnock, 1983-87. In 1986 he urged the reconsideration of the case of the Birmingham Six and in 1987 was not returned to the Shadow Cabinet.

Archer was a Christian Socialist and was always used as the living embodiment of ‘the Labour Party owes more to Methodism than to Marxism’ – Archer was very active in the Methodist Church in the Black Country and worked as a lay preacher.

In 1992, that excellent year for the paedophiles’ friends when so many good things happened for them including the murder of five witnesses by a petrol bomb just a few days after the General Election (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’), Archer picked up a peerage.

In 1998 Blair appointed Archer to make recommendations concerning the claims from the families of Holocaust victims whose assets in Britain were seized – Archer Chaired the £25 million compensation fund. Archer also led the 2007 ‘Tainted Blood’ Inquiry.

 

There has been huge quantities written about Operation Julie, but because so much was written by journalists who had close connections with the police I haven’t spent time reading much of it. It is established that the police had a hotline to many media outlets and were able to ensure that the story that reached the general public was one of heroic cops sending down dangerous criminals who presented a threat to western civilisation. Stephen Bentley mentions going out boozing with Colin Willis, the showbiz editor no less of the Daily Mirror and the evening ending in a huge punch-up between Bentley and some other folk – imagine the headlines if the ‘hippies’ had done that and it had been witnessed by a journalist. The Earl of Derby who obviously had a very cosy relationship with the police in the north west of England was a Director of Granada TV. Lawrence Byford, the Chief Constable of Lincolnshire at the time of Operation Julie, had a son – Mark – who worked for the BBC and who eventually reached the very top of that organisation.

Most of the people who were convicted have since died without their stories being told, although Lief Fielding did write a book.

So I have no idea why the police and full forces of the Home Office descended upon Richard Kemp and Christine Bott in 1975. I remember that in the case of the Macguire Seven, the reason why someone named Annie Macguire as an IRA bomb-maker after being duffed up by the police was that it was such a ludicrous notion that they were sure that the police would never make anything stick and Annie would be safe. In the event the police convinced themselves and a Court that this respectable middle-aged woman who was a member of the Tory Party and had nothing to do with Republican activism or politics, was indeed running a bomb factory from her kitchen and employed members of her family, including a 15 year old boy, to assist her. Oh and Annie Macguire was sexually assaulted in custody as well. At the time the British press ran lurid headlines about Aunt Annie’s bomb kitchen. When Annie Macguire was released from prison – after years – the running theme of her story was that she had no idea that such things could actually happen in Britain. The Macguire Seven were convicted in 1976 – the Guildford Four and Birmingham Six were convicted in 1975. Perhaps Gerry Thomas named Richard and Christine in an attempt to give some information, any information, to the authorities in Canada, thinking that it was such a ludicrous notion that they were supplying the whole world with LSD that charges would never stick. Or perhaps Gerry Thomas was unscrupulous, knew how daft the authorities were, told them a load of poppycock in order to get himself a lighter sentence and didn’t care what the consequences were for anyone else.

At the trial in Bristol, Sir Henry Park lavished praise on the officers of Operation Julie and complimented them on their ‘intelligent handling’ of the material. Including presumably the evidence of the mole, the rat and the frog who had all been tripping. Between 1970-74 Henry Park was the Presiding Judge of the Western Circuit – he was very well known in the West Country and almost certainly knew the senior officers in the Avon and Somerset Constabulary.

My post ‘The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron’ describes how Dr Dafydd Alun Jones was actually given the remit to provide ‘substance abuse services’ in north Wales via his charity CAIS, upon whose Board sits some of the people named in the Waterhouse Report as failing to respond to the presence of a paedophile ring in north Wales, although they were senior managers in the social services.

Dafydd set up CAIS in 1977. In the 1972 the Chief Constable of North Wales Sir Philip Myers was the police’s representative on the Advisory Council for the Misuse of Drugs.

 

 

 

 

 

Top Of The Cops

Some four years ago when I was openly discussing when and where I’d publish my experiences with the mental health services, someone who knew much of what they had got up to and had read the ludicrous affidavits that they had sworn in their attempts to gain High Court injunctions against me and have me imprisoned gave me a book to read, simply commenting that he thought that I’d find it interesting. That book was ‘Stalker’, by John Stalker, the former Deputy Chief Constable of Greater Manchester Police. It was published in 1988 and Stalker wrote it in the aftermath of him being removed from his role in leading an investigation into the possibility that the RUC had pursued a ‘shoot to kill’ policy against suspected IRA terrorists and following an investigation into Stalker himself. Stalker was accused of associating with people who had connections to criminals. He was removed from the ‘shoot to kill’ investigation, suspended from his job, reinstated but then left the police force anyway, although he was only in his late 40s. It all elicited huge media interest and Stalker’s story was that he had been removed from the investigation because of what he was uncovering in N Ireland – he maintained that he was smeared and that a cover-up of dodgy practices in the RUC had taken place. Stalker was appointed Deputy Chief Constable of Greater Manchester in March 1984 and began his investigation into the RUC in June 1984. In May 1986 he was told that he was removed forever from the N Ireland investigation and was instructed to stay at home. In August 1986 the Police Committee voted to reinstate him as Deputy Chief Constable and he returned to work. In March 1987 Stalker left the police.

Since ‘Stalker’ was published, much of what has been revealed regarding the conduct of certain police forces at the time and the allegations of organised child abuse by public figures – some close to Thatcher – allows one to read Stalker’s story in a way in which he probably never imagined one would. The picture that emerges from Stalker’s book is that of an awful lot of police officers at the most senior levels in Britain behaving badly, a number of whom seem to have axes to grind and are therefore making allegations and counter-allegations against each other. Admissions and accusations of Freemasonry swirl around numerous people and a lot of officers, including Stalker, seem to have very cosy relationships with journalists, whilst at the same time complain that other officers are ‘leaking’ to the press. The impression that I am left with is that of the scenario created by those we know and love – everyone involved loathes each other but have all done a lot of things that they shouldn’t have, so are condemned to one another’s company. One wouldn’t really trust any of these people further than one would spit a rat. Stalker certainly had some very interesting friends and contacts and I will return to this topic in future posts.

It transpired that the person who recommended that I read Stalker’s book had noticed something that I also noticed as I read it. On occasions throughout the book, the very words used, the phrases used and even the context in which Stalker frames himself as an honest man unfairly hounded, concerned only for the welfare of his loving wife and children and his desire to press on with his valuable work, is very reminiscent indeed of the affidavits that Dr Dafydd Alun Jones swore on oath in the mid 1990s regarding the reign of terror that he maintained that I was subjecting him to. Now those affidavits elicited hilarity at the time, as I shared them with a number of other people who had knowledge of what Dafydd was actually doing. Dafydd’s turns of phrase were so odd, stylised, quaint and melodramatic that some of those phrases were repeated frequently by numerous people, using a Dafydd voice. I remember those ridiculous affidavits very well and as I read Stalker’s book, I was right back there with them. My main thought was ‘I am reading something written by the person who dictated those affidavits’. Of course, people who have been educated by the same people in the same institutions often write or speak in a similar way. Stalker is slightly younger than Dafydd and grew up in inner Manchester and finished his education as a teenager, whereupon he joined the police. Dafydd grew up in a village in Gwynedd where Welsh was the first language of nearly everyone. I understand that he initially began a chemistry degree but was kicked out in disgrace (although no-one knows exactly what the disgrace involved) and subsequently studied medicine at Liverpool. There are no similarities between Stalker’s education and Dafydd’s. Stalker’s book reveals something else. That after he left the police, he pursued work in journalism and the media. At one point he was production manager for the soap opera ‘Brookside’ of all things. So Stalker had a talent for drama and fiction… Stalker’s skills are evident in the biography that he provides at the front of the book. He describes himself as living on a small farm in Cheshire, where he ‘generally lives off the land’. Yet his book is choc full of references to foreign travel and holidays, to hotels, favourite restaurants, his American express account, his big mortgage, his new carpets, his new kitchen, parties and social occasions with High Society in Manchester. This is not a man who lives in a yurt and grows his own. His extensive foreign travel is also a little inconsistent with his account of hearth, home and family life – he’ll have hardly had time to see his family. But then Dafydd hardly spent any time with the ‘small children’ whose existence he flagged up on many of the occasions on which he made lurid statements about me.

I have detailed previously on the blog the numerous occasions on which the mental health services in north Wales took Court action against me. This was usually at Courts in Wales or Chester, although Sir Robert Francis QC (please see post ‘The Sordid Role Of Sir Robert Francis QC’) had a go at me in the Royal Courts of Justice in The Strand, London. Yet when Gwynedd County Council sought an injunction against me on the basis of affidavits by two social workers who perjured themselves (one of whom had never met me and one of whom had only met me two or three times), they made representation to Sir John Kay, a judge on the Northern Circuit. When Dafydd sought an injunction against me, on the basis of his Stalkeresque affidavits, he went to Liverpool High Court – again, on the Northern Circuit. Manchester, Liverpool, Leeds are all on the Northern Circuit. They are also all a very long way from north west Wales which is where I, Gwynedd County Council and Dafydd were. Stalker’s book mentions legal contacts of his – in the region covered by the Northern Circuit.

Stalker’s base seemed to be Manchester – although he had previously worked in the midlands and mentioned contacts there as well – but Stalker had dealings with a man very well-known in north Wales. That is the former Chief Constable of North Wales, Sir Philip Myers. Stalker only met Myers a few times, under circumstances which will be explained in a minute, but Myers became Stalker’s nemesis. Stalker made it clear that he believed that it was Sir Philip Myers, along with Sir John Hermon, the Chief Constable of the RUC and Sir James Anderton, the Chief Constable of Greater Manchester, along with some unidentified civil servants, who were responsible for his removal from the N Ireland investigation and his subsequent problems. He named Myers as the ‘prime mover’ against him. Myers died in 2014 and his obituaries all made mention of his ‘battle’ with Stalker. So let us take a look at Sir Philip Myers.

Myers was born in 1931 in Liverpool but grew up in Denbighshire and went to school in Wrexham. Like so many who have featured on this blog – another local boy who did well for himself. After a stint in the RAF he joined Shropshire Constabulary. He wanted to join the Denbighshire force but his Welsh wasn’t good enough. He remained in the Shropshire force for 17 years, until he joined West Mercia in 1967. In 1968 he was appointed Deputy Chief Constable of Gwynedd Constabulary. As part of his duties in that role, he oversaw the security for the investiture of the Prince of Wales in Caernarfon in July 1969. There was famously much trouble as a result of that investiture and two ‘Welsh nationalists’ blew themselves up during an attempt to plant a bomb, but no-one actually blew Charles himself sky high and Myers’ policing of the event was deemed a roaring success.

I have heard many anecdotes from people who hated everything that the investiture stood for, including allegations that at least one man who was threatening violent action on the day was detained in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh in a political move. As he did with a number of patients, Dafydd then cultivated this man’s company and many years later ruthlessly used this man in joint media appearances when there was pressure on Dafydd to retire. The media appearances involved this man dressing up in a dog collar, calling himself ‘Rev’ and claiming to be a Minister, although he wasn’t. Everyone knew about this misrepresentation, but there he was in the Hergest Unit, with a TV crew, giving interviews about how ‘Welsh boys and girls are going to prison in England’ and that things would only get worse if Dafydd retired and ceased to ‘look after’ the addicts of the region – please see post ‘The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron?’

As a result of his success regarding the investiture, in 1970 Myers became Chief Constable of Gwynedd at only 39 years old, the youngest Chief Constable in Britain. This appointment laid the foundation for the establishment of the North Wales Police force in April 1974, formed from the merger of the Gwynedd, Denbighshire and Flintshire Constabularies. With the North Wales Police, Myers ‘fought a long campaign’ against the rise in truancy and youth crime and Myers was described as ‘holding strident views’ with regard to the policing of the region. Of course whilst Myers was fighting his campaign against errant youths, children in the children’s homes in north Wales were being physically beaten and sexually abused. One of those abusing them was a member of Myers’ own force, Gordon Anglesea. Most of the people abusing those kids were never prosecuted, but the kids themselves were prosecuted repeatedly, often for very trivial offences. When the children ran away from the homes to escape the abuse, they were returned by the police and no questions were asked even if they were visibly injured. In 1972 Myers represented the police on the Advisory Council On The Misuse of Drugs. Of course, Myers will have known both Dafydd and Gwynne the lobotomist – as well as many other people named on the blog.

Myers was quoted as saying that ‘we don’t prosecute all young people found in possession of cannabis…[it’s] treated as a social matter…I have said quite publicly that pushers and traffickers will be prosecuted’. I find this puzzling, because when I first arrived in Bangor in 1981 Myers was still Chief Constable. What I remember hearing again and again was that there existed locally a thoroughly corrupt drug squad who harassed and pursued hippies blowing dope and who also planted cocaine and the like on them. Indeed so notorious were two of the officers involved that I was given their names, a description of both of them, a description of their car (a red Ford Escort) and it’s number plate – and I’m delighted to say that I did indeed spot these two twats driving around Bangor, as they fitted up two people whom I knew. I knew one hippy from Bethesda who had cocaine planted on him by these two – they planted cocaine on his wife as well, but she was from an affluent well-connected family in Surrey and was somehow never prosecuted – he was and he ended up in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh for a year under the care of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones! (Christ I bet Dafydd regrets ever meeting me – you didn’t know that all this was going to be made public did you Dafydd when you illegally imprisoned me, threatened me and made deals with corrupt police officers…) But whilst all this was happening, a serious heroin problem began to develop in Gwynedd and on Anglesey yet no-one put a stop to it…

The drug squad were not the only members of the North Wales Police who were alleged to be corrupt. I was told that the local police were dreadful and that anyone who fell foul of them would find themselves harassed on all levels. In my first year at Bangor University, I heard a bizarre tale. One of the halls of residence next door to the hall where I lived was an all male hall and it had a rather difficult man as a warden. I always got on with him very well (he was one of my lecturers), but he could certainly be very vindictive if he took a dislike to someone. A strange atmosphere prevailed in the hall where he had control – some students had been invited into a select friendship group with him but other students were just being bullied and targeted over ridiculously trivial matters. This man was a leading light in the local mountain rescue team and through this knew many local police officers. I was told on one occasion that one of the students whom this man had taken a dislike to had been picked up by the local police, not charged with any offence, detained overnight at Bangor Police Station in the cells and then released again without charge – after being told not to annoy this warden again. The warden himself was openly boasting of having arranged this unlawful arrest for a laugh. I also heard a few references to Stalker’s colleagues from Manchester as well when I was an undergrad. One of the boys on my course came from Manchester and maintained that there was serious corruption in that force as well with villains from ‘north Manchester’ going unchallenged whereas small fry were hassled. Then villains from Manchester were alleged to be running a nightclub in Bangor. Bangor had been seriously short of such facilities, but in about 1983 or 84, there was much excitement because a real nightclub opened. Within weeks terrifying rumours were circulating, that is was being run by some heavies from Manchester, that serious violence and drug dealing were occurring and it soon became a no go area for most students. At about the same time the A55 linking Bangor with the north west of England was built and various dodgy people involved in serious crime began making their way across.

So what Myers claimed was happening regarding policing in North Wales was rather different to what the rest of us witnessed on the ground. Even more entertainingly, I have come across quotes from Myers that he made claiming that in the mid 70s his force was hampered by an increase in legislation that left the ‘victim of the villain naked and the police officer investigating crime impotent’. So is that why they were stitching people up and failing to investigate the serious abuse of children and the abuses of the mental health services? It was of course on Myers’ watch that the likes of Gordon Anglesea and Elfed Roberts rose through the ranks of the North Wales Police and it was officers who were promoted under him who were later alleged to be involved with the paedophile ring that operated in the area – officers who were also instrumental in the convictions that I’ve explored on this blog that may well be serious miscarriages of justice.

In the 1970s Myers was President of the Association of Chief Police Officers. He was very cross when the failed experiment with ‘short sharp shocks’ regarding youth offenders came to an end. He was also on record as maintaining that the increase in crime was ‘directly linked’ with film violence. He was particularly vexed over the film ‘Clockwork Orange’ and the gang bang scenes. Well such things were happening for real in the region’s children’s homes and in the North Wales Hospital. In the tributes paid to him after his death, Myers was described as being ‘intensely loyal to his officers’.  To illustrate this, it was explained that in 1981 when riots were predicted on Merseyside, Myers sent five coaches of his officers to Toxteth to ‘assist’ and before the coaches left, Myers boarded each one to explain to the officers what was expected of them and what they might encounter. I wonder what was actually said to those officers…

In 1982 Myers had the honour of being personally reprimanded by Lord Hailsham (who was no liberal), after Myers had forced a probationary policeman, Michael Evans, to resign. Myers had an issue with Evan’s ‘hippy lifestyle’ on a farm near Bangor – except that Myers aimed his fire at the wrong man, it was a case of mistaken identity. There was also a spat over Evan’s pet dogs and malicious rumours were seeded about Evans’s marriage. Knowing how those we know and love conduct business, there is only one question that needs to be answered here – what did Michael Evans know about whom? Hailsham described ‘the treatment meted out to this young man as little short of outrageous’. If only he’d been molesting children in care…

When Myers announced his retirement, the Home Office was said to have ‘persuaded’ him to become one of HM Inspectors of Constabularies and in Nov 1981 the Home Secretary Willie Whitelaw confirmed the appointment, that ran from 1982. Myers was one of the youngest Inspectors of Constabularies. This post is described as involving delicate mediation between Chief Constables and the Gov’t. Myers was responsible for the ‘North West Region’, which covered north Wales, north west England and N Ireland. It was in this role that Myers encountered Stalker. Although Myers had played a key role in removing Stalker from the ‘shoot to kill’ investigation, he had also played a pivotal role in appointing him. Myers remained in this post until 1993. In 1983 Myers became the Lord Lieutenant of Clwyd. He was knighted in 1985. In 1985 Myers mediated in the row between the Labour-controlled Police Committee and the Merseyside Chief Constable Kenneth Oxford, as Oxford resisted calls for his resignation on the grounds that he had the backing of his officers and the Home Office. Oxford pursued a notoriously aggressive style of policing, on one occasion achieving the distinction of being the first person on the British mainland to lead a force using CS gas – Oxford also stocked up on plastic bullets. During riots in Liverpool one person was hit and killed by a police vehicle and somebody else was run over and left disabled. It took Lord Scarman to calm everybody down in the midst of some of what Oxford had done.

Myers was embroiled in more trouble again in 1992 when he became involved in the case that Alison Halford, the Assistant Chief Constable of Merseyside, brought on the grounds of discrimination. He was named as a co-respondent – along with James Sharples (Halford’s Chief Constable), the Home Secretary and the Northamptonshire Police Authority. It was alleged that Sharples had commented to Myers that Halford had been involved with an ‘improper relationship’ with a woman (Halford is gay). Edwin Glasgow QC, on behalf of Myers, described him as an ‘old fashioned strait-laced man’ (er, with the exception of the activities in those children’s homes…) Halford won her case – she alleged that she had been passed over for promotion eight or nine times – and was reputed to have received more than a million in compensation.

Myers did something else that gained a certain amount of attention whilst he was Inspector of Constabulary that Stalker comments on in his book. Instead of making use of the offices provided for the Inspector of Constabulary in a more central location in north west England, Myers had his own office built – in Colwyn Bay, right next to his home. Stalker visited this ‘seaside office’ as he called it and observed that it was in a rather out of the way location. Of course it would not have been out of the way for Myers’s contacts and colleagues from north Wales, it would have been most convenient for them, because the North Wales Police HQ is at Colwyn Bay. Indeed Colwyn Bay seems to attract the movers and the shakers. Professor Robert Owen, the Medical Ombudsman from the Welsh Office who oversaw the investigation into my complaint about Dafydd in 1988 – an investigation which was a whitewash, which did not actually investigate most aspects of my complaint and which resulted in no action against Dafydd at al although he had broken the law and entered into a criminal conspiracy with Superintendent Roberts at Bangor Police Station – lived in Colwyn Bay. I have copies of letters which showed that correspondence about me, from people uninvolved in the complaint eg. Dr D.G.E. Wood, were being sent to Owen’s home address without my knowledge. So business was obviously being conducted informally at people’s homes. Someone else lived at Colwyn Bay as well – Gordon Anglesea, the Superintendent who was eventually convicted of sexually abusing children in care homes in north Wales. Anglesea had previously been based in the Wrexham area but in 1988 he was promoted to Superintendent in Colwyn Bay. Huw Vaughan Thomas also lives in Colwyn Bay – he is now the Auditor General for Wales but between 1991-1996 he was Chief Executive of Gwynedd County Council, whilst the paedophile ring was in operation in children’s homes in Gwynedd and Clwyd. There will of course be many other key public servants who decided to live near Colwyn Bay…

Myers died in 2014. Hundreds of police officers turned out for his funeral – as indeed they did for Anglesea’s, although he died in prison serving a sentence for child abuse – and it was agreed by many that he had been very, very well-liked among his officers. Well they did pretty much anything that they wanted when old Philip was in charge – and he remained near their Colwyn Bay base when he moved into his later, even more powerful role… Even the North Wales Police and Crime Commissioner at the time, Winston Roddick, mentioned that he was a great bloke. A party celebrating the 40th Anniversary of the establishment of the North Wales Police force was held in 2014. Philip was too ill to attend, but his wife went along and Winston was overjoyed to see her.

 

So Myers attained dizzy heights indeed. His role may have involved mediating between Chief Constables and the Gov’t, but there was one person above Myers, between him and the Gov’t. That was HM Chief Inspector of Constabulary, which between Jan 1983-March 1987 was Sir Lawrence Byford CBE. He’s certainly worth taking a look at, particularly as he was Chief Inspector whilst the paedophile ring in north Wales was causing havoc and whilst the British police stood accused of acting as the personal army of the Thatcher’s Gov’t. Byford was also Chief Inspector throughout the Stalker affair.

Lawrence Byford was born in 1925. His biography states that he was educated at the University of Leeds, but it doesn’t state at which stage of his life that was. In 1947 he became a constable with the West Yorkshire Constabulary, eventually becoming Commander of the Huddersfield Division. In 1968 he took up a senior leadership role with the Lincolnshire Police and was Chief Constable between 1973-1977. He was a Regional Inspector of Constabulary from 1978 until he was appointed Chief Inspector in 1983. He was knighted in 1984. After he retired he was President of Yorkshire County Cricket Club between 1991-1999 – he also undertook some management consultancy. Lawrence Byford was appointed by Willie Whitelaw to conduct the first inquiry into the massive stuffing up that was the investigation into Peter Sutcliffe’s crimes. Byford was assisted in this by the ‘Super Squad’, the external advisory team originally set up to investigate the murders committed by Sutcliffe! He was critical of the investigation by the West Yorkshire Police  (his old force) but considering how bad that investigation was, he should have been a lot more critical.

Two of Lawrence’s children have made the news. In 1999, his daughter and her husband were arrested whilst on holiday in Florida for leaving their two very young children in their holiday apartment alone. They spent the night in jail but were allowed out on bail to return home to Yorkshire. When they left the children alone, they were actually on holiday with Lawrence, who it was said ‘did protest quite a bit’ at their arrest. There were even suggestions that if Lawrence’s daughter and her husband were kept in prison it could lead to a diplomatic incident between the U.S. and Britain.

Lawrence has a son who is well-known in his own right. That is Mark Byford, former Deputy Director General of the BBC and Head of BBC journalism, 2004-2011. Mark Byford spent his early years in the West Riding of Yorkshire when his father was a police officer there. In 1976 he went to Leeds University to study law. After graduating, he worked for the summer as a researcher in the ‘Look North’ regional newsroom in Leeds. At the end of the summer Mark joined the BBC on a full time basis. In 1990 he was appointed Head of Centre at Leeds and in 1991 he was the Controller for Regional Broadcasting. He joined the BBC Board of Management in 1996. Byford was a member of the BBC Executive Board for 13 years. He established and chaired the BBC Editorial Standards Board and established and chaired the Complaints Management Board. He chaired the BBC Journalism Board and had overall responsibility for all BBC journalism, across the UK and the world. I would imagine that if there was a story that Mark Byford didn’t want to become public, he would be able to keep it quiet very effectively, even if other people thought that it should be broadcast. Mark Byford’s later career at the BBC did some strange things. Three weeks after he was appointed Deputy DG in 2004, the DG, Greg Dyke, resigned following the furore of the Hutton Report. The BBC Board of Governors appointed Byford as acting DG and he remained in that role for five months. Then Mark Thompson was appointed DG and Byford was given the journalism remit. In October 2010 Byford accepted voluntary redundancy in the wake of the row about the very high salaries of the numerous senior managers at the BBC. He was alleged to have received a redundancy package of between £800,000-£900,000 and previously had received a salary of £500,000 pa. Byford left the BBC in Jun 2011. During the row about senior executives and high salaries, a few very rude things were said about Mark Byford, with people asking what exactly it was that he did and whether anyone should have paid him half a million pa. Within 18 months of Byford leaving, the BBC was engulfed by two scandals relating to ‘Newsnight’. One of those related to Jimmy Savile and the other to Lord McAlpine. Jimmy Savile was finally outed as a paedophile who’d offended on a grand scale. That is the Jimmy Savile who’d had a base in Leeds and who had been on excellent terms with some officers of the West Yorkshire Police who had known what he was up to but had failed to take action against him. The Leeds where Mark Byford had worked and the West Yorkshire Police whom Lawrence Byford had once been a part of. Lord McAlpine, readers may remember, was wrongly identified on ‘Newsnight’ as being a paedophile and later sued a number of people for libel and won. McAlpine had been named by Steve Messham, one of the former residents of a children’s home in north Wales where he had been molested, but not by Lord McAlpine. The Pollard Review blamed the Savile row in the BBC on the lack of Mark Byford. Presumably he’d been keeping Savile under wraps for years. Media commentator Professor Stewart Purvis commented that ‘Byford watched the DG’s back and the BBC’s back’. It rather looks as though he watched Savile’s back, the collective backs of the West Yorkshire Police and his own father’s back as well.

 

Previous posts have explained how the serious abuse of children in children’s homes in north Wales spanned decades. The home with the worst reputation – from which a number of staff were convicted of very serious offences against children – was Bryn Estyn near Wrexham. Prior to becoming a children’s home in 1974, Bryn Estyn was a Home Office Approved School and many of the abusers had been employed there whilst it was run by the Home Office. Some of Gordon Anglesea’s offences were committed at a Home Office Approved Attendance Centre in Wrexham which he had been allowed to set up in 1978. So the Home Office had something to do with what was happening in north Wales, beyond simply ignoring the complaints and convictions. So who were the Home Secretaries responsible? During the late 60s and early 70s – by which time Bryn Estyn had gained an appalling reputation – they were James Callaghan, Reginald Maudling and Robert Carr. Callaghan was part of Harold Wilson’s Gov’t, Maudling and Carr part of Ted Heath’s. The Home Secretary in place when Gordon Anglesea set up his Attendance Centre was Merlyn Rees – Callaghan was PM. Regarding the appointments of Philip Myers: Reginald Maudling and Robert Carr were Home Secretaries under Ted Heath when Myers was appointed Chief Constable and the new North Wales Police force was formed. Willie Whitelaw under Margaret Thatcher was the Home Secretary who appointed Myers as an HM Inspector of Constabulary. When Sir Lawrence Byford was appointed HM Chief Inspector of Constabulary the Home Secretary was Leon Brittan, as part of Margaret Thatcher’s Gov’t. The Leon Brittan who was, before he died, investigated in connection with sex offences – and the Leon Brittan who mislaid all those files relating to allegations of people in public life abusing children. We’ve arrived at the Westminster Paedophile Ring again.

There are many more interesting names in Stalker’s book and I will be blogging about them and their possible relevance to the topics covered on this blog very soon.