An Appalling Vista

Previous posts such as ‘A Solicitor’s Letter From North East Wales MIND’, ‘Dirty Rotten Scoundrels’ and ‘The Banality Of Evil’ gave examples of the constant lies, the forging of documents and the perjury used to secure convictions against patients who had made serious complaints about Dr Dafydd Alun Jones, Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) and their colleagues – complaints which routinely went uninvestigated but were then documented as having been thoroughly investigated but found to be groundless. Some patients who were deemed to pose a particular challenge to Dafydd and the paedophiles were completely ruined by all the ‘help’ that they received from the Top Doctors.

My post ‘Killing Floor – I Know Cos I Was There!’ introduced the story of F, a mental health patient from north Wales who was a witness to serious wrongdoing and was fitted up, assaulted by the police, wrongfully arrested, left to rot in the North Wales Hospital for a year and then fleeced of his property and denied all contact with his child. Someone who witnessed much of this was later found dead.

I can understand that people unacquainted with the practices of Dafydd et al would find accounts of what mental health patients and kids in care in north Wales had experienced and witnessed hard to believe. It was certainly easier for everyone if those relating serious criminal conduct on the part of Top Doctors with the collusion of Angels, social workers, NHS managers, the police, certain lawyers, magistrates and members of the judiciary could be dismissed as being mad, malicious or making up horror stories to gain compensation. Those involved in the criminality were everyone’s neighbours, the parents of their children’s friends and the people whom they socialised with locally.

I have mentioned before that Lord Denning, the Master of the Rolls, 1962-82, took the view that it was better that the Birmingham Six remain in prison rather than anyone admit to the enormity of the miscarriage of justice to which they had been subject. When the Birmingham Six first appealed in 1979, Lord Denning famously stated that: ‘If the six men win, it will mean that the police are guilty of perjury, that they are guilty of violence and threats, that the confessions were invented and improperly admitted in evidence and the convictions were erroneous… This is such an appalling vista that every sensible person in the land would say that it cannot be right that these actions should go any further.’

The Birmingham Six were cleared in 1991.

The medical establishment undoubtedly operated on a Lord Denning world view of ‘it is far better that we continue to maintain that there are no serious problems in the medical profession because the reality of what has been allowed to continue in north Wales alone for decades is so dreadful that the fall-out would be unmanageable if anything approaching the truth were to be admitted’.

In my post ‘Killing Floor – I Know Cos I Was There!’ about F and the possibility that he had information about serious crimes committed before he ever arrived in north Wales in 1979 – including the death of Jimi Hendrix as a result of criminal negligence – and that being the possible reason why Dafydd and Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) destroyed him, I promised to write a further post with more details re F and the stitch-up and provide details of more celeb deaths with a link to those Top Doctors who were linked to the death of Hendrix.

I mentioned that it was Top Doctor’s wife Kathy Etchingham, a former girlfriend of Hendrix, who was sufficiently outraged by the claims of another girlfriend of Hendrix, Monika Dannemann, that Hendrix had died as a result of serious medical negligence that Kathy had attempted to have Monika imprisoned and gave multiple interviews to the press trashing Monika. After Monika was found dead, Kathy simply used this as yet more evidence that Monika was a mad, lying cow. Throughout it all F maintained that Hendrix had been killed by Top Doctors and that a cover-up at a high level had followed.

Despite F seeming to know some of the circumstances concerning Hendrix’s death, F was not at all au fait with the workings of the NHS. However, I am and I noticed that when Hendrix was found in a coma – Monika always claimed that Hendrix was still alive when the paramedics arrived –  he was taken to St Mary Abbot’s Hospital. St Mary Abbot’s was located nearby, but I suspect that Top Doctors themselves would not use that hospital or allow anyone that they cared about to use it. Hendrix died in Sept 1970 and at that time St Mary Abbot’s still had an A&E/acute dept and it was there that Hendrix was pronounced dead.

By 1972 St Mary Abbot’s had lost its A&E/acute dept and was only a geriatric and psychiatric hospital. There is a great deal of snobbery in medicine and geriatrics and psychiatry are considered the pits and they were back in 1970 as well. No hospital ever wants to lose its A&E/acute services and it is when those services are threatened that Top Doctors tell patients that they will all die if the service shuts, that people write to their MPs and protest in town centres and that the BMA sends a clear message to the local MP that they will lose the next election if the closure goes ahead. If a hospital loses its A&E/acute dept, it loses kudos, funding and the best staff. It is often the first step to the long rundown to complete closure.

If St Mary Abbot’s A&E had gone by 1972 it suggests that there were very big problems in that dept because no-one was able to save it. Hospital depts don’t disappear overnight – it is preceded by years of discussion and gradual disinvestment and once word gets out that a dept is on the way out, doctors stop applying for jobs there because they know how grim the atmosphere will be and it won’t do anything for their CV either. In 1971 the transformation of St Mary Abbot’s into a dumping ground began – a psychiatry ward was added.

In the way that Top Doctors in Gwynedd had an arrangement to ensure that their own children were never taken to Ysbyty Gwynedd because paediatrics there was alleged to be so dangerous and that no relative of a Top Doc ever ended up in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, I bet that Top Docs in London didn’t depend on the A&E in St Mary Abbot’s in 1970. It will have been for other people, particularly people who didn’t matter. Lest anyone believe that Top Docs don’t think like this, I’m happy to tell you that they do. If they think that no-one is listening, some of them will make this crystal clear. Dear old Dafydd once managed to say to me ‘you don’t matter’. What Dafydd didn’t realise was that someone else was listening to that call. (The security services were as well, but that’s because they had Brown and me under surveillance rather than Dafydd.) Hey ho Dafydd, you’re not very nice but you’re not very bright either.

Hendrix fell into a coma within spitting distance of some of the grandest, most elite teaching hospitals in London. He was taken to St Mary Abbot’s where, according to Monika, he died. When years later Monika made her allegations of serious negligence public, Kathy Ethingham and her Top Doc husband Nicholas Page didn’t inform the police, they contacted the staff who had treated – or failed to treat – Hendrix and then had a meeting with them. Where it was agreed that the witch should not be permitted to make such allegations and someone at least suggested that Monika had been responsible for Hendrix’s death herself.

 

By the 1990s Kathy Etchingham repeatedly stressed that her 1960s past was long ago and far away, but she had obviously remained in touch with at least one friend from those days, because in 1997 she invited him to the party that was held when Kathy – who had forgotten all about those days -succeeded in having an English Heritage Blue Plaque erected on the wall of the Mayfair flat that she had once shared with Hendrix. That old friend was Pete Townshend, who owned – and might still own – a house in Churt in Surrey. Kathy and the Top Doc lived in Churt.

 

In a 1989 radio interview Townshend acknowledged his bisexuality. He had recorded a song which he stated was an ‘acknowledgement of the fact that I’d had a gay life, and that I understood what gay sex was about’. However, in a 1994 interview for ‘Playboy’ Townsend said ‘in the interview I also talked about my “gay life,” which – I meant – was actually about the friends I’ve had who are gay’. Townshend later wrote in his 2012 autobiography that he at one point felt as if he was ‘probably bisexual’. Townshend also stated jokingly that he once felt sexually attracted to Mick Jagger. 

In Jan 2003 Townshend was arrested by British police in a child porn investigation. However, he was given a tip-off that the police were going to raid his home three days before they arrived. Towshend’s credit card usage to access a child porn site was traced to him through Operation Ore, the British counterpart of the US Operation Avalanche. When confronted by the police, Townshend admitted using his credit card to access a child pornography website. Townshend claimed he had accessed the child porn website for the purposes of researching a book. He has not as yet written that book. On another occasion he claimed he was researching child porn to protect his son.

Because Townshend confessed to accessing the child porn website, he received a caution and avoided a trial. Bob McLachlan, the former head of Scotland Yard’s paedophile unit, described the caution as ‘totally inappropriate’. He asked ‘Why is this rock star being given such lenient treatment when he has accepted a caution and therefore admits his guilt?’ His admission to using his credit card to access a child porn website and that he had viewed child pornography images was the central component of his guilty plea.

Townshend had access to his lawyers at all times. He avoided charges beyond a caution, as the police did not detect any images of child rape on his 14 computers. Townshend was never cleared of his offence and remained on the Sex Offender Register for five years, 2003 –08. He had to give a DNA sample, check in with the British police regularly and inform them of his movements during his Sex Offender registration. Townshend will have a lifelong criminal record for the caution.

On June 22, 2006 it was reported that Townshend had withdrawn an ‘ill-advised’ story from his blog, which depicted graphic teen sex. He told the Daily Mail: ‘I’ve taken down my story. I want to make it clear that I respect the requirements of the Sex Offenders Register without condition.’

Confusion was introduced into the Townshend case by British investigative journalist Duncan Campbell in an article he wrote for ‘The Guardian’ in which he stated: ‘(Operation) Ore has dragged big names into the spotlight – such as the musicians Pete Townshend…falsely accused of accessing child pornography.’ Campbell knew that Townshend had admitted to breaking the law and had accepted the consequences.

Duncan Campbell’s arguments against Operation Ore – initially well received – were cast under a shadow when the computer expert he used, Jim Bates of Computer Investigations, was convicted in March 2008 of falsifying his qualifications and given a six-month suspended prison sentence. As a ‘pioneer of forensic computer analysis’, Bates had until his conviction been used widely by police and prosecutors. He is no longer used as an expert witness by prosecutors.

I presume that this Duncan Campbell is the Duncan Campbell who used to write for the ‘New Statesman’. He did write some good exposes but on one occasion there were complaints from readers when a copy of the ‘New Statesman’ was published with a photo of Duncan Campbell on the cover sporting a visible nasty injury to his face accompanied by words along the lines of ‘What happened when Duncan Campbell met Scotland Yard’ [or the phrase might have been ‘The Met’]. It transpired that Campbell had not been thumped by the police, he had fallen off of his bike after he left the station.

I read the ‘New Statesman’ for years until Brown and I noticed that it was getting light on intellectual content and heavy on features advising one on the sort of wine one should have with one’s meals. When I did used to read ‘New Statesman’, I noticed that there was never a word about the abuse of kids in care or mental health patients of which I had become acutely aware by then, although the plight of a number of other cohorts having a hard time was publicised. Neither was there any admission of certain problems in the NHS which were well-known to everyone who worked within it.

Richard Webster wrote the book ‘The Secret of Bryn Estyn’, which maintained that there was no serious problem of abuse of kids in care in north Wales and that the bellyaching in north Wales was the result of hysteria, a witch hunt and Alison Taylor telling porkies. The ‘New Statesman’ published a libellous article about Alison in the wake of the Waterhouse Report which was written by Richard Webster, ‘Can A Whistleblower Be Wrong?’ Alison sued – she represented herself – and won. It was admitted by the ‘New Statesman’ that they published the article on the grounds that Alison would not be able to afford to sue them. Alison accepted a settlement.

When that article was published, ‘New Statesman’ was owned by New Labour big wig and millionaire Geoffrey Robertson.

 

It was reported in the ‘Mail Online’ that Townshend also claimed to have been sexually abused himself and gave this as a possible reason for his interest in child porn: ‘I believe I was sexually abused between the age of five and six and a half when in the care of my maternal grandmother who was mentally ill at the time. I cannot remember clearly what happened, but my creative work tends to throw up nasty shadows – particularly in ‘Tommy”.

So Townshend didn’t encounter sexual abuse throughout his long career and friendships with people who used rent boys and sexually exploited vulnerable people – it happened as a result of a mentally ill grandmother…

The reference to ‘Tommy’ will have been the Uncle Ernie scene, in which Uncle Ernie, a stereotypical dirty old man dressed in a flasher’s mac, molests a ‘deaf, dumb and blind’ boy whilst singing ‘You won’t shout as I fiddle about’. Kids with sensory disabilities are often targeted by people who sexually assault them, but their assailants are as likely to be health and welfare professionals as the Uncle Ernies of the world – Uncle Ernies don’t usually have unsupervised access to disabled kids, but Top Docs, Angels, social workers, carers, teachers and others do.

The Torygraph published an article in which Townshend maintained that he had only accessed the child porn site to demonstrate that British banks were channelling child porn profits. Which they may well be, but I’m not sure that using your credit card to access the sites yourself and join in the fun is quite the way to expose what the banks are doing. Townsend stated that ‘I felt I had an understanding, and I could help’. Which is exactly what Dr Dafydd Alun Jones said on every occasion that he was challenged after being caught doing something unacceptable.

Townshend was also quoted in the Torygraph as saying that he suffered from ‘White Knight Syndrome’. I have never heard of such a condition, but according to Townshend, it afflicts those ‘who like to be seen to be helping’. I don’t know if White Knight Syndrome will be appearing in DSM soon, but Dafydd is clearly a fellow sufferer. During every investigation into Dafydd, his explanation for whatever serious malpractice he was involved has been ‘I was only trying to help’. He even went on TV and said that after Mary Wynch won her case and accompanied it with the comment ‘I found myself in this bizarre situation’. Then bugger me if Dafydd didn’t say exactly the same thing to Robert Bluglass after I complained about him – ‘Well I found myself in this bizarre situation and I was only trying to help’.

Dafydd – take it from me, if you do not threaten women and then have them unlawfully arrested and imprisoned in psychiatric hospitals when they fail to succumb to your threats, you will find yourself in far fewer bizarre situations and you will not need to help quite so often. It’ll save you a lot of bother and it will be far cheaper for whichever organisation is stupid enough to employ you, because legal fees do mount up when Top Docs find themselves in bizarre situations and try to help in this manner.

 

Townshend was also quoted in one press report as saying that he had been accused of being a paedophile because he had a big nose. Not only is Peter Townshend’s nose not that big, but I rather suspect that the reason for the cloud of suspicion was his accessing a child porn website rather than his nose. As was said in Monty Python’s Life of Brian, ‘blessed are the big noses’ – a film which was co-authored by and starred Graham Chapman, a man who enjoyed sex with underaged boys (see post ‘Inside Information About A Hergest Unit Death’). Chapman didn’t claim to be undertaking research when he was questioned by the police, he just told them to take a running jump because he was a Top Doctor. Chapman qualified at Bart’s, which was where Dafydd’s protector Prof Linford Rees worked for years (see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’).

Townshend’s wiki entry doesn’t mention that caution for child porn and the five years on the sex offenders register, but it does have a great deal about his charidee work and explains that in 1974 Pete played a benefit show which was organised to raise funds for the Camden Square Community Play Centre.

The earliest public example of Townshend’s charidee work was in 1968, when he donated the use of his former Wardour Street apartment to the Meher Baba Association. The following year, the Association was moved to another Townshend-owned apartment in Eccleston Square. Townshend sat on a committee which oversaw the operation and finances of the centre.

In 1969 and 1972, Townshend produced two limited-release albums, Happy Birthday and I Am, for the London-based Baba Association. This led to 1972’s Who Came First, 15 percent of the revenue of which went to the Baba Association. In 1976 there was a further release, With Love. A boxed set of all three limited releases on CD, Avatar, was released in 2000, with all profits going to the Avatar Meher Baba Trust in India, which provided funds to a dispensary, school, hospital and pilgrimage centre.

In July 1976, Townshend opened Meher Baba Oceanic, a London activity centre for Baba followers, which featured film dubbing and editing facilities, a cinema and a recording studio. The centre also served as a regular meeting place for Baba followers. Townshend offered very economical lodging for American followers who needed an overnight stay on their pilgrimages to India. Townshend wrote in a 1977 Rolling Stone article:

Townshend also embarked on a MEFA, the Meher Baba European Film Archive, project dedicated to the collection, restoration and maintenance of Meher Baba-related films.

Townshend has been a champion of children’s charities. The debut of Pete Townshend’s stage version of ‘Tommy’ in San Diego’s in July 1992 was earmarked as a benefit for the London-based Nordoff-Robbins Music Therapy Foundation, an organisation which helps children with autism and intellectual disability.

Townshend performed at a 1995 benefit organised by Paul Simon at Madison Square Garden’s Paramount Theatre for the Children’s Health Fund. The following year, Townshend performed at a benefit for the annual Bridge School Benefit, a California facility for children with severe speech and physical impairments, with concerts organised by Neil and Pegi Young. In 1997, Townshend established a relationship with Maryville Academy, a Chicago area children’s charity. Between 1997-02, Townshend played five benefit shows for Maryville Academy, raising at least $1,600,000. His 1998 album ‘A Benefit for Maryville Academy’ was made to support their activities and proceeds from the sales of his release were donated to them.

As a member of ‘The Who’, Townshend has also performed a series of concerts, beginning in 2000, to benefit the Teenage Cancer Trust in the UK, which raised several million pounds. In 2005, Townshend performed at New York’s Gotham Hall for Samsung’s ‘Four Seasons of Hope’, an annual children’s charity fundraiser. In the same year, he donated a smashed guitar to the Pediatric Epilepsy Project.

On 4 Nov 2011, Roger Daltrey and Pete Townshend launched the Daltrey/Townshend Teen and Young Adult Cancer Program at the Ronald Reagan UCLA Medical Center in Los Angeles, to be funded by The Who’s charity ‘Who Cares’. The launch, followed on 5 November by a fund-raising event, was also attended by Robert Plant and Dave Grohl. 

Townshend has also advocated for drug rehabilitation. In a 1985 radio interview, he said:

You’ll be delighted to know Pete that Dafydd comes highly recommended by class A drug users. As one said to me – after he’d served a prison sentence for armed robbery – ‘DA’s great, he’ll give you anything that you want, anything that you ask for. And he’ll always give you a  good for court report’.

The ‘large clinic’ to which Townshend was referring to was a plan he and drug rehabilitation experimenter Meg Patterson had devised to open a drug treatment facility in London; however, the plan failed to come to fruition. Two early 1979 concerts by ‘The Who’ raised £20,000 for Patterson’s Pharmakon Clinic in Sussex.

Further examples of Townshend’s drug rehabilitation activism took place in the form of a 1984 benefit concert, an article he wrote a few days later for the ‘Mail on Sunday’ urging better care for the nation’s addicts and the formation of a charitable organisation, Double-O Charities, to raise funds for the causes he’d championed. Townshend also sold fund-raising anti-heroin T-shirts at a series of UK Bruce Springsteen concerts and reportedly financed a trip for former Clash drummer Topper Headon to undergo drug rehabilitation treatment. Townshend’s 1985–86 band, ‘Deep End’, played two benefits at Brixton Academy in 1985 for Double-O.

In 1979 Townshend donated his services to Amnesty when he performed three songs for its benefit show ‘The Secret Policeman’s Ball’. That was of course the event at which Peter Cook performed his wonderful satire ‘Entirely a Matter For You’ in which he sent up the summing up of the judge who presided over Jeremy Thorpe’s trial. Cook’s performance included memorable lines about the  hitman not even being able to carry out a simple murder plot without cocking the whole thing up and a man with a criminal past but no criminal future…

Why am I reminded of Huw Daniel every time that I watch ‘Entirely a Matter For You?’

Townshend had been invited to perform for Amnesty by Martin Lewis, the producer of ‘The Secret Policeman’s Ball’, who stated later that Townshend’s participation had been the key to his securing the subsequent participation for Amnesty (in the 1981 sequel show) of Sting, Eric Clapton, Jeff Beck, Phil Collins and Bob Geldof.

 

Townshend’s band mate Keith Moon was an old flame of Kathy Ethingham’s. I won’t recite in detail the highlights of Moon the Loon’s life here – readers will no doubt be aware of the Rolls Royce in the swimming pool,  the wrecked hotel rooms, the TVs chucked out of the window because the hotel staff were not up to Moon’s exacting requirements, the explosions in the bogs etc, but there are a few aspects of Moon’s life and death that are worth mentioning.

Keith Moon had a very serious drug and alcohol problem which by the end of his life was said by his friends to have sent him quite mad – Moon’s mates might have been describing an amphetamine-induced psychosis. Moon died in Sept 1978 of an overdose of Heminevrin, a drug prescribed to combat alcohol abuse. Heminevrin was routinely prescribed to people withdrawing from alcohol – although I’m not sure whether that is still the case. The problem with Heminevrin is – like so many drugs prescribed to people who are prone to not being particularly stable – that Heminevrin is lethal if not used properly.

By the time that Moon was given a massive quantity of Heminevrin to take home and play with, his excesses were very well known and had been the subject of much media coverage. Some very nasty things had also happened to some of the people associated with Keith Moon.

On 4 Jan 1970 Moon accidentally killed his friend, driver and bodyguard, Neil Boland, outside the Red Lion pub in Hatfield. Pub patrons had begun to attack his Bentley and Moon, drunk, began driving to escape them. During the fracas, he hit Boland. After an investigation, the coroner ruled Boland’s death an accident and Moon received an absolute discharge after being charged with a number of offences. Those close to Moon said that he was haunted by Boland’s death for the rest of his life and Moon had nightmares about the incident and said he had no right to be alive.

I’d be interested to find out how on earth Keith Moon got out of that one, even if he did feel terrible about it afterwards. As someone who was fined £60 for staring at a colleague of a paedophile gang who had unlawfully imprisoned me after encountering her in a supermarket (see post ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’), I am confident that if I had run over and killed someone whilst pissed, I would receive a little more that an absolute discharge.

In 1973 Moon’s wife Kim, convinced that neither she nor anyone else could moderate Keith’s behaviour, left Moon and took their daughter. Kim sued for divorce in 1975. Moon’s friends stated that Moon ‘couldn’t handle’ Kim leaving him and that she was ‘the only woman he loved’. So obviously to show how much he loved her, Moon harassed Kim with phone calls and on one occasion before Kim sued for divorce, sent several heavies in pursuit of her, forcing Kim to hide in a walk-in closet after the thugs broke into her home. Kim died in a car accident in Texas in Aug 2006.

In 1975 Moon began a relationship with model Annette Walter-Lax. She begged Malibu neighbour Larry Hagman (JR of ‘Who shot JR?’ fame) to check Moon into a clinic to dry out (as he had attempted to do before), but when doctors recorded Moon’s chemical intake at breakfast – a bottle of champagne, Courvoisier and amphetamines – they concluded that there was no hope for his rehabilitation.

Hagman had a long and successful TV career in the US and in the UK. He knew many of those who hung out with Dafydd’s umbrella Linford Rees’s actress daughter Angharad Rees and her husband Christopher Cazenove (see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’).

Early in The Who’s career, Moon got to know The Beatles. He would join them at clubs, forming a particularly close friendship with Ringo Starr. The Ringo who was a neighbour of one of F’s friends…Moon later became friends with Viv Stanshall, a man who was networked with Graham Chapman et al and who died in odd circumstances in March 1995, before there was any chance of him blabbing in the wake of the Waterhouse Report (see post ‘ The International Language Of Screaming’). In the early 1970s Moon helped Stanshall with his ‘Radio Flashes’ radio show for BBC Radio 1, filling in for the vacationing John Peel. Subsequently, in 1973, Moon himself filled in for John Peel in ‘A Touch of the Moon’. The John Peel who went to school in Deganwy in north Wales and who was later so helpful in creating rock stars out of the offspring of the paedophiles’ friends in the run up to the Waterhouse Inquiry and the publication of the Waterhouse Report (see post ‘The International Language Of Screaming’).

In 1974, Moon struck up a friendship with the drunken git Oliver Reed of ‘I’ve got a tattoo on my penis, would you ladies like to see it?’ fame. The Ollie who wrestled naked in mud with other men, lest anyone might suspect him of having homophilic tendencies.  

Keith Moon was mates with Graham Chapman who, as well as regularly visiting north Wales with his 13 year old ‘adopted son’, used to dip his penis – presumably untattooed – in folk’s drinks in pubs near his house in Belsize Park. He didn’t receive a kick in the carregs because he wasn’t in Wetherspoons in Caernarfon, he was a zany Python within spitting distance of Hamptead, so it was OK.

In mid-1978 Moon moved into a flat in Curzon Place, Mayfair, renting from singer Harry Nilsson. (The wiki entry for Nilsson states that he died of a heart attack in 1994 at 52 years of age – which is a bit weird because I can remember when he was found dead and I seem to remember that the media reports stated that it was thought that he’d killed himself. Nilsson was a close friend of Ringo.) The singer Cass Elliot had died in the same flat four years earlier, at the age of 32. Cass’s wiki entry states that she too died of a heart attack. Curiouser and curiouser – Cass Elliot definitely choked to death, on, I understand, a ham sandwich. I wonder if someone has been busy amending wiki? Nilsson was concerned about letting the flat to Moon, believing it was cursed. Townshend disagreed, assuring him that ‘lightning wouldn’t strike the same place twice’.

After moving in, Moon began a prescribed course of Heminevrin. He wanted to get sober, but he had a fear of psychiatric hospitals – very wise – so he wanted to detox at home. Heminevrin is discouraged for unsupervised detox  because of its addictive potential, its tendency to induce tolerance and the risk of death when mixed with alcohol. The pills were prescribed by Dr Geoffrey Dymond, a Top Doctor from Harley Street. Dymond prescribed a bottle of 100 pills, instructing Moon to take one pill when he felt a craving for alcohol but not more than three pills per day.

On 6 Sept 1978 Moon and Annette dined with the McCartneys in Covent Garden, after a party. David Frost was a guest at the party – the Frost who conveniently pegged out on a cruise in Aug 2013 in the midst of Operation Pallial and the Macur Review and who’s death was followed by the sudden death of his 31 year old Miles not long afterwards (see post ‘The International Language Of Screaming’). Moon watched a film – ‘The Abominable Dr Phibes’ no less – and asked Annette to cook him steak and eggs. When she objected, Moon replied, ‘If you don’t like it, you can fuck off’. He then took 32 Heminevrin tablets. When Annette checked on Moon the following afternoon, she found him dead.

Police determined that there were 32 Heminevrin pills in Moon’s system. Six were digested, sufficient to cause his death; the other 26 were undigested when he died. Max Glatt – one of many Top Docs who has previously starred on this blog (see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’) – wrote in The Sunday Times that Moon should never have been given the drug.

When Moon’s friends discovered how lethal Heminevrin is in overdose they were all baffled as to why the Abominable Dr Dymond prescribed so many for him. The Abominable Dr Dymond maintained that he was ‘unaware’ of Moon’s lifestyle.

In 1978 I was a school girl in Somerset. Even I knew about Keith Moon’s lifestyle, as did my friends and I had never been to London in my life, so how the Rolls Royces in the swimming pools etc escaped Geoffrey Dymond’s notice I don’t know.

Interviews with Moon’s mates suggest that they put a great deal of trust in Dymond and his abilities to ‘look after’ Keith Moon and just assumed that the Top Doctor had made an inexplicable error. I am happy to tell Moon’s surviving friends that a lot of Top Docs detest patients a lot less twattish than Keith Moon – and by the time that he died, Moon really was a twat of the highest order who had pissed off a great many people. Whilst working in medical research and in my capacity as a patient I have heard Top Docs and their associates express such callous attitudes towards patients and follow this up with criminally negligent conduct of such a magnitude that the general public would not believe that it ever happens.  Take it from me, they help people on their way. I have heard the most shocking comments made by Top Doctors after distressed colleagues – let alone patients – of theirs have killed themselves and I know of at least three suicides of mental health patients which could have been avoided with very little effort but that effort was quite deliberately not made. When faced with someone like Keith Moon, a lot of Top Doctors really could not give a fuck.

How are you Dafydd and Keith Fearns? Is it not ironic that it was Tony Francis who committed suicide rather than me? You didn’t expect that did you? Christ almighty, all I did was complain about Gwynne the lobotomist and catch Tony Francis out on a lie and WW III was declared. To paraphrase Morrissey : ‘They bear more grudges/Than lonely High Court judges’…

 

F repeatedly told me, whilst he related anecdotes from his youth in the bosom of Ringo et al, that ‘they hated us’.

 

Another bedfellow of Kathy Etchingham’s was Brian Jones, the original leader of the Rolling Stones. F always maintained that Brian Jones was murdered. Jones died in July 1969 – he was found motionless at the bottom of his pool at Cotchford Farm. His girlfriend Anna Wohlin maintained that Jones was still alive when he was taken out of the pool but Top Doctors arrived at the scene ‘too late’ and pronounced him dead. The verdict was of death by misadventure. It was Sussex Police who stood accused of failing to investigate the allegations that Jones was murdered or to have even concealed a murder.

Brian Jones was someone else who developed drug and alcohol problems and was identifiably quite seriously mentally ill by the time that he died.

Brian Jones seems to have been treated very callously by many of those around him. When asked if he felt guilty about Jones’ death, Mick Jagger told ‘Rolling Stone’ in 1995: ‘No, I don’t really. I do feel that I behaved in a very childish way, but we were very young and in some ways we picked on him. But, unfortunately, he made himself a target for it; he was very, very jealous, very difficult, very manipulative and if you do that in this kind of a group of people you get back as good as you give, to be honest. I wasn’t understanding enough about his drug addiction.’ 

Ah well Brian Jones was manipulative unlike Mr Clean Mick, so who gives a stuff that he was treated badly and found dead in suspicious circumstances. Mick is now what Viz magazine calls a ‘shag relative’ of Rupert Murdoch ie. Mick has shagged someone that Murdoch has shagged. Or at least married. So I doubt that we’ll be reading much about any interpretation of Jones’s character other than that he was ‘manipulative’ and people ‘didn’t understand’.

 

Kathy also had a relationship with Georgie Fame. Georgie is still alive but his wife Nicolette, the Marchioness of Londonderry, isn’t. Her body was found beneath the Clifton Suspension Bridge in Aug 1993 and it was assumed that she had jumped. At the time, it was reported that Nicolette was seen on the bridge, approached someone, gave them her name and asked them to ‘raise the alarm’. Whether they did or not I don’t know – Nicolette’s body was found later. A statement was given to the media explaining that Nicolette had been under the care of an expensive Top Doctor because she was distraught at the menopause and by her children leaving the nest. As someone who has now had a menopause, I can confirm that there is no need to even bother to read the volumes of rubbish that are published by the likes of Miriam Stoppard to ‘guide one through it’, let alone chuck oneself off the Clifton Suspension Bridge, it really is not that much of a big deal if you keep away from Top Doctors recommending unnecessary things like HRT. Some people do feel bereft when their children leave home, but women are no longer put in the dustbin when that happens and a lot of them have a great time, particularly if they’re a Marchioness. I cannot help suspecting that there might have been something far more serious worrying Nicolette than the menopause and the kids moving out.

Georgie Fame’s first job was at Butlins in Pwllheli. Like Kathy Etchingham, he went to London and the age of 16 and hit the music scene.

August 1993. Just before the North Wales Police wound up their investigation into the possible existence of a VIP paedophile ring in north Wales and declared that there was no evidence of any such thing.

 

The coroner who carried out the inquest into the death of Jimi Hendrix was Lt Col Gavin Thurston. Thurston was educated at Dulwich College and Guy’s Hospital Medical School. He served in the RAMC from 1939-45 in India and NW Europe. Thurston was called to the Bar in 1952 but never practised.

Thurston came under the influence of an older Guy’s man, Percy Barnard Skeels, a solicitor of the City firm of Hoddinott & Skeels, then HM coroner to metropolitan Essex. Thurston was appointed as Skeels’s deputy in 1949. He was appointed as Westminster coroner in 1956 and occupied this post until his death in 1980. Thurston served as Treasurer, Secretary and President to the Coroner’s Society and was President of the Medico-Legal Society in 1969. He was a member of the British Academy of Forensic Sciences and for a short period a lecturer at the West London Medical School. Thurston sat on the Council of the MDU, 1960-80.

Thurston lived in Sussex and was married to Janet, another Top Doctor who specialised in community medicine. Janet accompanied Thurston to medico-legal and forensic meetings. After Thurston died, in 1982 Janet married a colleague of Thurston’s, the pathologist Professor Keith Simpson, who also spent a career investigating suspicious deaths that could prove difficult for high profile people. More details about Keith Simpson can be found in my post ‘Oh, No! It’s The Pathetic Sharks…’.

Thurston had a son, John, who was also a Top Doctor. A Dr John Thurston, an A&E Top Doctor at Joyce Green Hospital, Dartford, contributed to one of those regular BBC News Online reports regarding How Fucking Daft All The Patients Are. Top Doc Thurston was able to tell the BBC that ‘people really can be stupid’. The Top Docs are often somewhat conflicted over the intelligence of patients. Top Doctor Devakumar, one of the paedophiles’ friends who was employed at the Hergest Unit for many years, once yelled at me ‘you are stupid’ because I did insist on complaining about Dafydd. Yet Devakumar was also a signatory to the documents detailed in previous blog posts in which the BMA, MDU and many other people were told that I was a wicked genius who needed to be banged up in a secure unit asap. Perhaps I should consider myself fortunate – in one ward round Devakumar rolled up his sleeves and told a male patient that he’d fight him whenever he wanted.

‘As experienced psychiatrists we are used to patients who are aggressive to us and have training in de-escalation techniques’ wrote Dr Sadie Francis in one letter to Hempsons, detailing the problem that was me, after Hempsons had written to her and Tony Francis and them that they were ‘over-reacting’ and strongly advised them not to pursue litigation against me.

De-escalation techniques – ‘SCRAAAAP’…

 

At the time of writing, ‘The Guardian’ website features yet another article about Dangerous Psychiatric Patients attacking Top Doctors and Angels. It is a ‘global problem’ according to ‘The Guardian’.

 

Gavin Thurston was certainly Coroner to the Stars. His cases included Keith Moon, Cass Elliot, Stephen Ward (the scapegoat of the Profumo Affair – see post ‘In Memoriam – Bronwen, Lady Astor’), Judy Garland, Professor Gordon Fairley, Airey Neave, Sandra Rivett (Lord Lucan’s nanny) and Georgi Markov.

 

 

The Top Doctor who carried out the autopsy on Hendrix was pathologist Dr Donald Teare. Teare was from the Isle of Man and his father was a newspaper proprietor who also became a member of the House of Keys. Teare was educated at King William’s College on the Isle of Man and Gonville and Caius College, Cambridge. He trained at St George’s Hospital Medical School. Teare began his career as a lecturer in forensic medicine at Bart’s Hospital Medical College. He was Reader and then Professor of Forensic Medicine at Charing Cross Hospital Medical School, 1963-75. Teare was also a lecturer at the Metropolitan Police College, Hendon. He served as President of the MDU and President of the British Association of Forensic Medicine; President of the Association of Forensic Pathologists; President of the Medico-Legal Society, 1965-66. Teare was given a personal Chair in the University of London in 1968.

Donald Teare worked on many celebrity corpses and his famous cases included the murder of Beryl Evans and her baby Geraldine – for which Timothy Evans was hanged only to be posthumously cleared – and Podola (see post ‘The Discovery Of A Whole New Galaxy…’). Together with Prof Keith Simpson and Prof Francis Camps, Teare was one of the ‘Three Musketeers’, who dealt with almost all the suspicious deaths in the London area. Teare retired in 1975 and in Jan 1979 on the Isle of Man, at the age of 67.

Teare’s wife Kathleen was a magistrate in London.

The Royal College of Physicians website ‘Lives of the Fellows Online’ section informs us that Donald Teare was ‘much respected and loved – a combination not always achieved by men of distinction in medicine’. Someone’s been telling porkies then, because a read through the Royal College of Physicians ‘Lives of the Fellows Online’ reveals numerous distinguished Top Docs who were outstandingly brilliant, wonderful with patients, revered by everyone and had hearts of gold. In the cases of Top Doctors who were so obnoxious that even the Royal College of Physicians can’t pass them off as being lovely, it is stressed that they were really just very shy and no-one knew that within the complete bastard was a cuddly fluffy bunny. It was a CK Simpson who wrote Teare’s ‘Lives of the Fellows’ entry, who I suspect was Keith Simpson, Teare’s mate.

Thurston and Teare were both Top Docs to Scotland Yard and the Royal Family. Thurston was Deputy Coroner to the Royal Household.

 

I really am looking forward to reading Dafydd’s obituaries. A friend has already instructed me to pay a special tribute to Dafydd on this blog when he finally turns his toes up. When Lucille pegs out I could write a little piece along the lines of ‘together in heaven for ever’…

 

Professor Francis Camps was the son of Dr Percy William Leopold Camps, a GP and surgeon. Camps was educated at Marlborough College, followed by Guy’s Hospital. He went on to postgraduate studies at the Liverpool School of Tropical Medicine and the Neuchâtel University, Switzerland. Camps took up the post of pathologist at the Chelmsford and Essex Hospital. He was Reader and then Professor of Forensic Medicine at the London Hospital Medical School; President of the International Association of Forensic Scientists; President of the British Association and Secretary General, British Academy of Forensic Sciences.

Camps worked on, amongst others, the Dr John Bodkin Adams case in 1956 where he identified 163 suspicious deaths and was an expert witness in the trial the following year. However, Adams was acquitted of murdering one of his patients, owing to lack of evidence of motive, among other uncertainties. Harriet Harman’s father Dr John  Harman gave evidence supportive of Bodkin Adams, although Harman had very little experience in the matters on which he gave ‘expert evidence’.

Camps gave evidence during the trial of John Christie in 1953, having produced a detailed and comprehensive report on the many bodies found at 10 Rillington Place. The bodies were well preserved and so much relevant information could be gleaned from their condition. His report showed a consistent pattern of attack by Christie, most of the intact victims having been sexually molested and strangled. Beryl and Geraldine Evans had alone been strangled and their bodies were exhumed to be re-examined for Christie’s trial – by then Timothy Evans had already been convicted of their murders and hanged.

The skeletal remains of Christie’s older victims buried in the back garden at Rillington Place provided less information, although it proved possible to identify the women involved. There could be little doubt that Christie had murdered them all, that Timothy Evans was innocent and that he had been wrongly executed. The forensic and witness evidence pointed to a serious miscarriage of justice, although it was contested by a series of lawyers and politicians well after the events.

Several authors, including Ludovic Kennedy, pointed out the many contradictions and errors in the Crown’s case and the innocence of Evans is now widely accepted, by the public, experts and by the Crown itself.

 

Thurston and Teare were involved in having the final say regarding a few other suspicious celebrity deaths as well.

Tara Browne died in a car crash in Chelsea in 1966 – she was a friend of Paul McCartney’s. Jane Asher was Paul McCartney’s girlfriend whose dad Dr Richard Asher’s body was found in 1969 in the basement of the family home at Wimpole Street after he had been missing for days. It was deemed that Dr Asher died by suicide. McCartney had previously lived at the Asher’s Wimpole Street home in the mid-60s. Dr Asher was an endocrinologist and haematologist with an interest in the physical fators contributing to mental illness. He was the senior physician responsible for mental observations at the Central Middlesex Hospital but for some reason in 1964 his job was given to a psychiatrist. Asher was so upset by this that he effectively gave up medicine. In my experience this sort of thing is usually a consequence of war being declared upon someone who has fallen foul of their colleagues, rather than bearing any relation to their clinical skills. Dr Asher had possible connections with Profumo via Stephen Ward.

 

Donald Teare also performed the autopsy on Brian Epstein, the manager of ‘The Beatles’ and Cilla Black. Epstein died in Aug 1967, at his home in Kingsley Hill.

Epstein’s homosexuality was not publicly known until some years after his death, although it had been an open secret among his friends and business associates. Whilst Epstein was in the Army, he commissioned a tailor to make an officer’s uniform for him that he wore when cruising the bars of London, but was arrested one night by the Military Police for impersonating an officer. Epstein managed to avoid a court martial by agreeing to see an Army psychiatrist, who learned of Epstein’s sexuality. After 10 months he was discharged from the Army for being ’emotionally and mentally unfit’. 

Epstein spent a year studying acting at RADA, but dropped out shortly after his arrest for ‘persistent importuning’ outside a men’s public toilet in Swiss Cottage. McCartney said that when Epstein started to manage The Beatles they knew that he was homosexual but did not care, because he encouraged them professionally and offered them access to previously ‘off-limits’ social circles. John Lennon was often sarcastic about Epstein’s homosexuality but no-one outside the inner circle was allowed to comment. Ian Sharp, one of Lennon’s art school friends, when talking about Epstein, asked, ‘Which one of you [Beatles] does he fancy?’ Sharp was sent a letter by Epstein’s office within 48 hours that demanded a complete apology. Sharp apologised but received a letter from McCartney directing him to have no contact with any of them in the future. Epstein went on holiday to places such as Amsterdam, Torremolinos and Barcelona or Manchester at weekends, as the attitude to gays there was more tolerant than Liverpool.

In his autobiography, Pete Best, a close associate of The Beatles, stated that one evening Epstein expressed his ‘very fond admiration’. Epstein then supposedly said, ‘Would you find it embarrassing if I ask you to stay in a hotel overnight?’ Best replied that he was not interested and the two never mentioned the incident again. There were reports of a brief sexual encounter between Lennon and Epstein during a four day holiday in Barcelona in April 1963, although Lennon always denied the rumours. Male homosexual activity was not decriminalised in England and Wales until one month after Epstein’s death.

Epstein used stimulants, usually Preludin, which did not require a prescription at the time. Lennon, McCartney, Harrison, and Starr also used it. Epstein developed dependencies on carbromal, a barbiturate-like sedative/hypnotic drug.

In 1964 Epstein was introduced to cannabis by Bob Dylan. Epstein later became heavily involved in the 1960s drug scene. Whilst the Beatles’ album Sgt Pepper was being recorded, Epstein spent his time on holiday, or at the Priory Clinic in Putney, where he tried unsuccessfully to curb his drug use. 

In June 1967, after McCartney had admitted to LSD use, Epstein defended him to the media, stating that he had taken the drug, too.

Epstein attended a traditional shiva in Liverpool after his father died, having just come out of the Priory Clinic where he had been trying to cure his acute insomnia and addiction to amphetamines. On 24 Aug 1967 Epstein asked Peter Brown and Geoffrey Ellis down to Kingsley Hill – Epstein’s country home in Warbleton Sussex – for the weekend. After they arrived, Epstein decided to drive back to London alone because an expected group of rent boys he had invited failed to arrive, although they did turn up after Epstein left. Epstein phoned Brown at 5 pm the next day from his Chapel Street house in London. Brown thought that Epstein sounded ‘very groggy’, and suggested that he take a train back instead of driving under the influence of Tuinals. Epstein replied that he would eat something, read his mail and watch Juke Box Jury before phoning Brown to tell him which train to meet. He never called again.

Epstein died of an overdose of the barbiturate Carbitral in his locked bedroom, on 27 August 1967. He was discovered after his butler had knocked on the door and then hearing no response asked the housekeeper to call the police. Epstein was found on a single bed, dressed in pyjamas, with various correspondence spread over a second single bed. At the inquest his death was ruled an accident, caused by a gradual buildup of Carbitral in his system, combined with alcohol. The Beatles were in Bangor at the time, with the Maharishi Mahesh Yogi. Epstein had previously agreed to travel to Bangor after the August Bank Holiday. The second of two shows by Jimi Hendrix at Epstein’s Saville Theatre was cancelled on the evening of his death.

Peter Brown wrote in his memoir that he had once found a suicide note written by Epstein and had spoken with him about it. According to Brown the note read in part, ‘This is all too much and I can’t take it any more’. Brown had also found a will made by Epstein. When confronted with the notes, Epstein told Brown that he would be grateful if Brown did not tell anyone. He explained that when he wrote the note and composed the will he had simply taken one pill too many, and that he had no intention of overdosing, promising to be more careful in the future. Epstein’s doctor, Norman Cowan, was prescribing the drugs. The coroner, Thurston, told the Westminster inquest that Epstein’s death was caused by an overdose of Carbitral, and ruled it as an accidental death. The pathologist, Teare, stated that Epstein had been taking bromide in the form of Carbitral for some time and that the barbiturate level in Epstein’s blood was a ‘low fatal level’.

Bromide was famously used by Top Docs to suppress the sexual urges of men who were suspiciously gay, although Top Docs often deny this.

The Beatles did not attend Epstein’s funeral, both to allow his family some privacy and to avoid attracting fans and the media. Epstein was buried in the Long Lane Jewish Cemetery, Aintree. The service at the graveside was held by Rabbi Dr Norman Solomon, who stated that Epstein was ‘a symbol of the malaise of our generation’.

Whatever Epstein did paled into insignificance when compared to that cartel of Top Doctors.

 

It is worth discussing another Top Doctor who was called upon the investigate many suspicious deaths as well, Professor David Bowen. As Head of Forensic Medicine at Charing Cross Hospital between 1973-89 and Professor of Forensic Medicine at London University from 1977-89, Bowen investigated some 500 cases of murder and suspicious deaths.

In Feb 1983 Det Ch Insp Peter Jay, head of Hornsey CID, arrived at Bowen’s office at Charing Cross and showed him several strips of skin and four small bones which had been recovered from a house in Muswell Hill, where blocked drains had been reported. The strips had a few fine hairs and appeared to have been partially boiled; initially they were thought to have come from the skin of a chicken. But Bowen was certain they were human. Noticing indentations on the surface of the skin, Bowen remarked that it might well have come from someone who had been strangled.

On the strength of Bowen’s advice, the detective returned to north London to await the arrival home from work of Dennis Nilsen, a 37 year old civil servant with the Manpower Services Commission. ‘I’ve come about your drains,’ said Jay.

That evening Bowen was called to make an initial examination of Nilsen’s flat at Cranley Gardens, Muswell Hill and was immediately struck by its unpleasant foetid atmosphere. When he examined two plastic bin bags taken from the wardrobe he found human chest tissue, expertly dissected from the rib cage and an almost complete human torso. He also found the upper half of a second torso with arms but no hands; a decomposed skull; and the freshly decapitated head of Nilsen’s last victim. In total Bowen counted up the major parts of two bodies plus a recently dismembered one which was easily identified by fingerprints. In this case, the head had been parboiled in a stockpot which Nilsen kept on his stove. Nilsen said the other two had died in March and Sept 1982.

At his previous address in Melrose Avenue, Cricklewood, Nilsen had dismembered another 12 victims and buried them under his floorboards. To make way for newcomers as space became tight, he progressively transferred the remains to his garden, burning them on huge bonfires before crushing the residuum with a heavy roller. Bowen and a colleague identified enough bone fragments retrieved from the topsoil to establish that at least six bodies were represented. At Nilsen’s trial, the jury found him guilty on six charges of murder.

At the time, the Nilson case involved the disposal of more bodies by one man than in any other case in British criminal history.

 

I remember the media coverage of the Dennis Nilsen case well. Some of the comments in court regarding Nilsen’s ‘madness’ were very stereotypical and quite farcical and although it was clear that human remains had been found, there was much confusion and speculation over exactly how many people Nilsen was alleged to have killed. Then there was the question that everybody was asking – why were none of the men whom Nilsen was alleged to have killed ever reported missing? The conversation at the time centred around how sad it was that numerous young single homeless men had been murdered by Nilsen and no-one even missed them. Some years after Dennis Nilsen was convicted, I encountered Dr Paul Bowden, one of the ‘experts’ in the Nilsen case. Paul Bowden was one of those called upon the ‘assess’ me when the paedophiles’ friends of north Wales perjured themselves and had me arrested in early 1991. Bowden was one of those who knew about the criminality of Dafydd et al but who said nothing (see post ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London…’). Bowden worked at the Maudsley, where Dafydd had ‘trained’ and Bowden had also worked closely with Professor Robert Bluglass, who concealed the criminal conduct of Dafydd, Tony Francis, Gwynedd Social Services et al in 1989 (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’).

Many years ago I found the transcript of a public lecture that Bluglass had given, of a ‘my brilliant career’ type. Bluglass waxed lyrical about murderers that he had known but failed to mention that there was a dearth of evidence in some of the cases that he discussed, there was merely rumour and speculation. Bluglass discussed Dennis Nilsen – the journal in which the lecture was published  was illustrated by photos. Someone had recreated the imagined scene in Dennis Nilsen’s kitchen where he was alleged to have boiled someone’s decapitated head on the stove and for effect there were tufts of hair sticking out from under the saucepan lid. The journal was very complimentary about this touch. Now if one of Bluglass’s patients had done that for a laugh, it would have been recorded in triplicate and used as evidence as to how dangerous that patient was for years to come. In much the same way that Dafydd and Bluglass agreed that I was really quite mad and dangerous because I called Dafydd a wanker, yet Bluglass’s daughter Amanda – who fancies herself as an avant garde artist – can embroider a sampler with ‘Happy Fucking Holidays’ on it and display it on the internet. I don’t mind if Amanda Bluglass wants to do that, but it certainly illustrates that her father was moving goalposts.

Perhaps Dennis Nilsen did invite all those men back to his house, strangle them, have sex with them and then dismember them in the kitchen as alleged. Someone definitely killed someone, there were some human remains found. But beyond that no-one can be sure of anything very much because so many of the ‘experts’ involved were not only out of their depth but endemically corrupt liars as well.

 

Four years after the Nilsen trial, Bowen worked on the Railway Murders, two of which had been carried out by John Duffy and three by his close friend David Mulcahy. In 1988 Duffy had been convicted of two killings but acquitted of a third – that of Anne Lock – because of lack of evidence.

But 10 years into his sentence, Duffy named Mulcahy as his accomplice in some 25 rapes and three murders near suburban railway stations in north London, including the unsolved killing of Mrs Lock. Unlike the other two victims, she had been suffocated by a sock stuffed into her mouth. In Sept 2000 Bowen returned to the Old Bailey to testify about the tape that had bound Mrs Lock’s hands and was cross-examined on exactly how the tape had been fastened to her fingers, corroborating the story that Duffy had given. As a result Mulcahy was convicted of three murders, seven rapes and five counts of conspiracy to rape and given a whole life sentence.

David Bowen was born at Pontycymmer, near Bridgend, south Wales. After Caterham School and Garw Secondary School, Pontycymmer, Bowen completed a medical degree at University College of Wales in Cardiff and took a Master’s at Corpus Christi, Cambridge. He completed his training at Middlesex Hospital Medical School. Bowen was pretty much the same age as Gwynne the lobotomist – who also trained at the Middlesex. Bowen undertook house officer posts at the West Middlesex and London Chest Hospitals and followed them up with two years in the RMAC.

Such is the nepotism among Top Doctors that Bowen will have known Gwynne and Dafydd.

Bowen trained in clinical pathology and histopathology at the Royal Marsden Hospital and in 1957 was appointed as Demonstrator in Forensic Pathology at St George’s Hospital Medical School.

In his memoirs, Bowen recalled how a telephone call and an interview led to a job as ‘bagman’ to Professor Donald Teare. It was a ‘rare chance to gain a foothold in such a specialised sphere’ and Bowen seized it.

Bowen carried out forensic investigations into many notable cases, including the murder of Ross McWhirter who was shot on the doorstep of his north London home by the IRA in 1975; the death of the teacher Blair Peach at an anti-racism demonstration in London in 1979 and the killing of PC Keith Blakelock, hacked to death in the riots on the Broadwater Farm Estate, Tottenham, in 1985. Bowen also conducted autopsies in the wake of the IRA bomb at the Baltic Exchange in London in April 1992.

In 1999 Bowen was asked to provide a report on the case of Roberto Calvi, head of Italy’s Banco Ambrosiano and known as ‘God’s banker’ because of his close ties to the Vatican. Calvi was found hanging below Blackfriars Bridge in 1982. Bowen had been retained by lawyers acting for Italian insurers dealing with a claim by Calvi’s widow on a $4 million life insurance policy. She and her son insisted the banker did not take his own life, as the police had concluded.

Bowen believed that evidence pointed to Calvi having been forcibly taken to the bridge, possibly by boat, and to his having been the victim of foul play. In 2007 five Italians tried for Calvi’s murder were acquitted.

The Roberto Calvi case is yet another one in which no-one knows what to believe because of the very questionable track records of so many who were involved with it.

Another case of Bowen’s cases was the death in Spandau prison in 1987 of Rudolf Hess. A British consultant surgeon, Hugh Thomas, who attended Hess, sought Bowen’s opinion on the cause of Hess’s death. Bowen scrutinised two separate postmortem reports, one prepared on behalf of the Four Powers (Britain, the United States, the Soviet Union and France) and the other drawn up on behalf of Hess’s family.

The Four Powers believed that the prisoner had hanged himself using electrical cord he had found in a shed. But Bowen agreed with Hess’s son that the alleged method of Hess’s hanging left considerable doubt about the truth of the matter. Suicidal hanging, Bowen noted, usually leaves few marks on the neck or internal tissues because of the invariably short drop. In Hess’s case the autopsy had found bruising in the deeper neck tissues. Such bruising, Bowen reasoned, while unlikely to occur in a case of hanging, is, however, a feature of strangulation.

Bruising to the top of the head – again as found in Hess’s case – is also unlikely to occur in hanging. ‘Doubts must remain’, Bowen concluded, ‘on the reliability of the official statement given concerning the death of Rudolf Hess.’

As well as his London appointments, Bowen was examiner in forensic medicine at the Universities of Saudi Arabia and Colombo, Sri Lanka. David Bowen married, in 1950, Joan Davis, with whom he had two sons and a daughter. Following her death in 1973 he married, in 1975, Helen Landcastle.

Bowen will have been part of the Dafydd and Gwynne network, so once more, who would ever know whether his opinion was worth anything at all.

 

I am left with the possibility that the ‘delusions’ of F are probably as reliable as the expert opinions of the tightly knit bunch of crooks who carried out so many of the autopsies and inquests of those 60s and 70s rock stars. They managed to condemn Timothy Evans to hang, although people were told very clearly at the time that the police had forced a confession out of Evans, had written his statement themselves and that the evidence wasn’t convincing.

The other thing worth noting is that Kathy Etchingham ended up as a Top Doctor’s wife, but when she went to London she was a 16 year old runaway with a troubled background. She was also from Derby – where a paedophile ring with links to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales operated. Hendrix called Kathy his ‘Yoko Ono From Chester’. Did Kathy end up in London via Chester? Chester was a major part of the north Wales sex trafficking network.

 

There is someone who is still very much alive who could fill us all in on many of the mysteries from swinging London who, like Kathy Etchingham, dines out on her status as someone who was at the heart of it all but who experiences brain fades at very convenient moments – Michael Howard’s wife Sandra, who is the former model known as Sandra Paul.

Michael Howard was the Home Secretary who ruined Mary Wynch as she had the temerity to continue her fight after it was admitted that Dafydd did indeed have Mary unlawfully arrested and imprisoned for a year (see post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’).

Sandra was the daughter of an RAF Top Doctor and seemed to have been expected to lead a rather pointless life when she was young, so she went to London and ‘became a model’. Sandra boasts of having been photographed by David Bailey and Norman Parkinson. She knew JF Kennedy, Frank Sinatra – aka Ol’ Mafia Connections – and Bob Dylan.

Like Kathy, Sandra stresses that she was never promiscuous, but Sandra did get through quite a few husbands in quite a short time before she married Michael Howard. Sandra’s first husband was the jazz pianist Robin Douglas-Home, nephew of former PM Alec. Sandra and Robin’s divorce occurred at about the same time as Robin was shagging Princess Margaret. Robin killed himself in 1968 after suffering clinical depression. Someone else whom the Top Docs didn’t manage to do much for then. After she divorced Robin, Sandra married publicist David Wynne-Morgan and once she’d finished with him, he moved onto advertising exec Nigel Grandfield. Whilst married to Grandfield, Sandra was at a charity knees up on behalf of the Red Cross when she met Michael Howard, who was at that time still working as a barrister. Howard and Sandra married in 1975.

Michael Howard began life as Michael Hecht. His mum had lived in Wales from the age of six months but his dad was from Romania. What with the UK being populated by so many bigots, Michael’s dad did what many immigrants did and changed his name. Thus Michael was able to rise to the top of a party containing even more racist bastards than the other parties.

Howard was from south west Wales and went to Llanelli Boys’ Grammar School. He then went to Peterhouse College, Cambridge. Whilst a student, Howard was part of the notorious ‘Cambridge mafia’, along with Ken Clarke et al who later filled Thatcher’s Cabinet. Howard was elected as the MP for Folkestone and Hythe in 1983.

Another Tory of that era who came from the Swansea area was Michael Heseltine. Then there was Geoffrey Howe who was born in Port Talbot, the son of a solicitor and coroner. After Bridgend Prep School, Howe went to school in England then went to Trinity Hall where he too became part of the Cambridge mafia. Howe worked as a barrister on the endemically corrupt Wales and Chester Circuit, along with Ronnie Waterhouse and so many others who concealed the crimes of Dafydd and co. Howe investigated the Ely Hospital Scandal in 1969 – conditions at the North Wales Hospital were known to be worse but there was no investigation. Howe was Solicitor General under Heath, 1970-72. Howe served as MP for Bebington on the Wirral, 1964-66, then for Reigate in Surrey, 1970-74, then for East Surrey, 1974-92.

Geoffrey Howe knew about Dafydd and Gwynne (and of course George Thomas) even before Sir Peter Morrison was elected as MP for Chester and began abusing kids in north Wales and Cheshire.

Geoffrey has turned his toes up but his widow Elspeth is still with us. Elspeth is a peer in her own right – Blair made her a People’s Peer, along with all those paedophiles’ friends. Elspeth was Deputy Chairman of the EOC, 1975-79 – so she’ll have known the paedophiles’ friends who log jammed that organisation them – and was Chair of the Broadcasting Standards Commission. Just in case anyone had thought of screening a TV expose of Dafydd et al…

Do you have anything that you wish to declare Elspeth?

Elspeth is a relative of Camilla, as in the Camilla who is married to Prince Charles.

 

Sandra Howard was interviewed by the ‘Express Online’ in 2014, to promote her novel. Sandra stressed although she drew upon her days as a 60s It Girl for her novel, she’ll never write an autobiography. No, she would never dare.

Sandra told the Express that ‘the invitation to the White House came while she was staying with the British ambassador David Ormsby-Gore and his late wife who was godmother to Sandra’s eldest child, Sholto’.

David Ormsby-Gore aka Lord Harlech was later killed in a car crash. After Lord Harlech did that stint as the US Ambassador, Ormsby-Gores have a habit of dying in unfortunate circumstances. Alice Ormsby-Gore was engaged to Eric Clapton – who was a mate of Hendrix’s – and died of a heroin overdose. Eric has since admitted that he introduced Alice to heroin, treated her appallingly, managed to give up heroin himself and left Alice wrecked. One of the Ormsby-Gores shot himself and Francis Ormsby-Gore – who lived near Harlech rather than at the family seat in Shropshire – showed every sign of having come under attack from the paedophiles’ friends. For the full details of the many suspicious deaths among the last two generations of the Ormsby-Gores and the way in which poor Francis found his life falling apart once he’d been helped by the Top Doctors, see post ’95 Glorious Years!’.

Sandra states that she ‘was invited to the White House at a time when the special relationship was extremely special,’ she says.

Sandra met Ol’ Mafia Connections when she was 20, through a friend of her first husband Robin. Sinatra introduced them to Marilyn Monroe. ‘Frank invited us to California to discuss the idea for a book about him and his music. We were with him much of the next three months. Since he was between girlfriends and looking after Marilyn I met her at social events.’

Through Sinatra, Sandra also met Ava Gardner and Ella Fitzgerald. But Marilyn made the biggest impression: ‘Marilyn had to feel loved by all and wanted by every man in the room,’ recalls Sandra of a dinner party where Sinatra insisted everyone was served ‘telly dinners on individual trays’ and she found herself seated next to Marilyn ‘feeling awash with my own inadequacies’.

Never mind Sandra, you might have been green with envy but Marilyn was found dead in questionable circumstances whilst in the care of Top Docs and the down side of Marilyn wanting to feel loved and wanted by every man in the room – or people believing this of her – was that predators like JF Kennedy and Ol’ Mafia Connections moved in on her.

 

I don’t think that F, the Hergest patient whose life was destroyed by Dafydd and the paedophiles as described in my post ‘Killing Floor – I Know Cos I Was There!’, personally witnessed the death of anyone like Hendrix or Brian Jones, but he did know people who may well have been at or near the scene.

From what F told me, his life only seemed to begin unravelling after his father died. F had begun his life of excess before then, but he seemed to have a great ability to evade the sort of consequences which other people would have experienced. On one occasion F’s car was stopped and surrounded by armed police, after a prank that he and his friends had played with a replica gun at an airport. The gun was definitely not a real one, but pretending to be conducting an armed robbery was the sort of thing that would have landed most young men in prison. F wasn’t even charged. I heard many such tales from F and in passing he used to sometimes comment that the police were always OK about it because ‘they knew my dad and everyone liked my dad’. F’s dad was a Freemason. F used to stress to me that he had no knowledge of his dad ever abusing that position, as far as he could see Freemasonry was just a benevolent charitable organisation. When F’s dad was dying, he was cared for by the Royal Masonic Hospital and after he died the Masons helped the family financially.

After F’s dad died, F’s family suffered very badly. The family business – which had been a thriving one – went tits up in a major way and his mum, who had grown up in south Africa, returned to Capetown because there was nothing left for her in Surrey.

F then found himself constantly threatened and arrested by the police in Surrey and again when he moved to north Wales in 1979. F really enjoyed his recreational chemicals so there was plenty that the police could legitimately have pursued him for, but the police did a bit better than that. F was constantly fitted up for ludicrous offences which he had not committed. By the time that I knew him, this was undoubtedly happening to F because he was being targeted by Dafydd and the paedophiles.

There was another factor in F’s life as well, a factor that I believe F had seriously underestimated – his father-in-law, who was a society dentist in Surrey and was networked to Top Docs in Harley Street. F knew that his father-in-law hated him, although F did get on very well with his mother-in-law. After he married his wife, C, C revealed to F that her father had offered to pay her not to marry him. C was quite rebellious, didn’t get on with her father anyway and although she had a very volatile relationship with F, in many ways they were incredibly close – they are now pensioners and long divorced, but they still see each other. C refused to be bribed by her father. C later told F that after they married, her father gave her what he called ‘running away money’, a sizeable sum to leave F ‘when’ she decided to do that.

C didn’t ever utilise the running away money, but there were certainly traumas. F was constantly ending up in psychiatric hospitals and some of his experiences in those in the south of England before he ever reached the clutches of Dafydd and the North Wales Hospital Denbigh were quite extraordinary. He was nearly murdered by another patient in one hospital and although he was deemed to be far too ill to look after himself, he was discharged because the doctor on duty judged that the patient who had attempted to murder him was very probably going to try it again and they couldn’t keep F safe. So he was discharged onto the streets. Which is a good deal more common than the Top Docs ever admit.

What was happening throughout this time was that F’s father-in-law was conducting a very cosy relationship with the Top Doctors who were ‘caring for’ F. F did find out about this on two occasions and had serious bust-ups with the Top Docs concerned, but F seemed to think that it had only happened on those two occasions. I suspect that it was happening systematically. F did not like Top Doctors and certainly didn’t trust them, but he had no idea of the depths of corruption in medicine, the professional loyalty that Top Docs feel towards each other which nearly always takes priority over patients’ welfare and that the Harley Street crowd are the worst of the lot. F used to comment that his father-in-law was such a greedy horrible man that dentistry was a most inappropriate profession for him – but greedy horrible people working in healthcare are not unusual. When F first told me about his ‘evil’ father-in-law, I took the view that a society dentist probably wouldn’t be overjoyed at his daughter marrying someone with F’s lifestyle so a clash was inevitable. Then a couple of people whom I knew from Bethesda met F’s father-in-law when he visited his daughter and both of these people – one of whom was a conservative wife of a local businessman – remarked to me ‘gosh, C’s father is a really unpleasant man, I couldn’t feel at ease with him’.

I never met C’s dad, but I suspect that he was the sort of cold sadistic martinet that Gwynne the lobotomist was.

F’s in-laws lived in Weybridge in Surrey, as did he before he moved to north Wales.

Geoffrey Howe was a Surrey MP and senior member of Thatcher’s Gov’t whilst Thatcher’s friend and another member of that Gov’t, Sir Peter Morrison, abused kids that Dafydd delivered. The MP for Weybridge throughout many of the years that F did battle with his father-in-law and whilst F found himself banged up and harassed by Dafydd and the paedophiles, was Sir Michael Grylls – dad of the Boy Scout Bear – who, along with Sir Peter Morrison, was involved in the lobbying scandal re Ian Greer Associates (see post ‘Always On The Side Of The Children’).

 

I know how Dafydd works and it is by using corrupt contacts within a corrupt network. I think it highly likely that F found himself fitted up in Risley Remand Centre because of some sort of deal that was done between F’s father-in-law and Dafydd. I am not going to name C here or her father-in-law, because we are talking serious organised crime and C is a potential witness. But there is someone else who I think might have played a role as well – someone who knew how corrupt Dafydd was, who didn’t like him but who was very aware of how comfortable his own life was and how difficult it would be if he crossed Dafydd’s path.

Step forward Jeff Crowther, the former psychiatric nursing manager at the Hergest Unit. Jeff came from Guildford, just down the road from F’s father-in-law and Jeff’s mother still lived in Surrey when Jeff worked at the Hergest.

Jeff: They killed your fucking wife for God’s sake and sent a thug after you. I am in hiding and none of them have ever stood trial. You might be prepared to take this sort of shit from a bunch of gangsters but I am not. Hand yourself in and fess up and whilst you are about it name everybody else involved. I do not know how any of you can live with yourselves, you knew what they were doing to people. It’s not as if they treated you any better, why do you think that Lil ‘never recovered’ once she ended up in the hands of Ysbyty Gwynedd? Just how bloody weak are you all? People DIED so that you could keep your job as an Angel and go to festivals with Gareth and Penny every summer – where you hung out with the rock star children of the paedophile gang… Was it really worth it?

Just call me The Green Green Grass of Home…

Only I don’t think that I am quite so fucking green as a bunch of dickwits who colluded with serious organised crime and I’ll be naming all of them. There was barely one person working in the NHS in north Wales who did not know something about the deaths, the organised sex abuse, the large scale drug trafficking and the en masse embezzlement of NHS funds. How about another interview with the ‘Daily Post’ then suckers, telling the world about all those vicious attacks that you have to endure from the Dangerous Psychiatric Patients? Somehow I don’t think that it’s going to save your bacon.

Perhaps John Mullen, the former CEO of the Gwynedd Community Health Trust, who allowed his staff to conduct themselves in this manner and who failed to investigate every complaint about them, would like to explain what the ‘special arrangement’ with BT that he and his colleagues had going was. A new telephone sir? Of course. Will that be On The Special Arrangement? No need to talk receipts or invoices, just tell us who wants the phone and we’ll install it – the bill will be going to the Trust, no questions asked. Because they’re all a bunch of crooks in the finance dept as well. Hefin Davies, the Chairman of the Trust, Freemason and friends with the crooks of that parish who knew those involved with the massive theft of slate at Penrhyn Quarry will also have known about the Special Arrangement…

 

 

I am still unclear as to why Capitalist Extraordinaire Martin Sorrell resigned in a hurry the other day. Sorrell began his career with Saatchi and Saatchi who have links to the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales (see post ‘The International Language Of Screaming’), but I’ve found a link between Martin Sorrell’s company WPP and dear old Ronnie Waterhouse as well. I’ve nearly finished reading Waterhouse’s autobiography and gosh Ronnie did have a lot of friends in high places, as well as a personal connection with most of the paedophiles’ friends. No wonder William Hague gave Ronnie a call and told him that he would be Chairing the cover-up. I’m planning a mini-series of Ronnie-related posts, Ronnie’s friends and relations are too numerous to be dealt with in only one post. Meanwhile, here’s a little taster.

 

Among Ronnie’s many friends was Woodrow Wyatt, the most dreadful old bigot who advised Thatch and wrote one of those ‘The View From The Bar Stool’ columns for the ‘News Of The World’, telling the working classes why the millionaire Thatch – whose friend and aide Sir Peter Morrison was raping children from north Wales whom Dafydd had delivered to him – was On Their Side.

Woodrow was the Labour MP for Birmingham Aston, 1945-55 although he was also a friend of HM the Queen Lilibet, Thatch and Rupert Murdoch. In 1959 Wyatt was returned as the MP for Bosworth in Leicestershire where he remained for many years. So he will have known about Greville Janner, Frank Beck and the Leicestershire Child Abuse Scandal. Whilst out of Parliament, Wyatt worked as a reporter for ‘Panorama’, in which in 1957 he revealed ballot-rigging in the ETU (Electrical Trades Union). It was through the ETU that Waterhouse got to know Wyatt – Waterhouse represented the ETU in court and curiously, although he lost the first big case that he did for them, he mentioned that from then on the ETU passed much work his way. In the mid-80s Wyatt played a role in the negotiations between Murdoch and the electricians’ union, aiding Murdoch’s move to Wapping. Wyatt opposed sanctions against apartheid South Africa. Like Ronnie Waterhouse, Wyatt was a good friend of Roy Jenkins. Jenkins spent years concealing the wrongdoing of Dafydd et al and in later life acted as an adviser to Tony Blair (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part I’).

Wyatt’s daughter Petronella worked at ‘The Spectator’ and famously had an affair with Boris Johnson.

Woodrow Wyatt also hung out with Bertrand Russell – Wyatt conducted many interviews with Russell. Russell used to go and have tea with Woodrow and friends at Clough Williams-Ellis’s house at Llanfrothen.

 

In the late 1950s, Ronnie Waterhouse – in between dining at the Savoy (yes, even as a struggling young lawyer Ronnie was a regular at the Savoy and at Glyndebourne and of course at the Waldorf, where Ronnie’s dad used to stay when he went down to London to visit Ronnie) – was a member of a group of people who were mostly drawn from the Labour Party who imaginatively called themselves  ‘The Group’. This was to distinguish themselves from the Bow Group, which was comprised of friends of Ronnie et al – although Ronnie was for quite a while active in the Labour Party (before he became a Liberal), he was also mates with many Tories, including Geoffrey Howe.

The Group thought that they tasted success in 1960, when they renamed themselves ‘The Labour Manifesto Group’ and presented their ideas at the Labour Party Conference. Their 1960 effort was co-authored by Tony Crosland and Philip Williams. Crosland was used by Blair’s mate Ernest Armstrong to conceal child sexual abuse in the north east of England on the part of those who had strong links to Dafydd and the paedophiles in north Wales (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’).

Ronnie stated in his autobiography that ‘two of the main moving spirits’ in The Group were Bill Rodgers and Dick Taverne. Ronnie’s proud boast is that some members of The Group became the nucleus for the Campaign for Democratic Socialism, which supported Hugh Gaitskill. They also ran off and joined Dr Death in the SDP years later. Ronnie himself left the Labour Party when Wilson became leader. Not because Wilson was a crook, but because he was dangerously left wing for Ronnie’s tastes.

 

Ronnie’s biggest lifelong buddy was of course Sir Robin Day, who was just so appalled when Lord Lambton cheerily fessed up to sharing a bed with some call girls and smoking a joint. If only Lambton been molesting kids in care and killing witnesses.

Waterhouse also knew Lord Aberconway, the 2nd Baron, of Bodnant Gardens fame. As did Bertrand Russell – the Aberconways were another family who hung out at Clough’s place and had tea with Bertrand. The 2nd Baron was one of Ronnie’s lawyer colleagues, but as Ronnie observed, Lord Aberconway was such a hopeless lawyer that the Clerk of the Court had to write the summing up and hand it to Lord Aberconway, who would then read it out.

Ronnie ingratiated himself to another north Wales family, the Pennants, who owned an estate not far from Ronnie’s turf at Holywell. The Pennants were an off-shoot of the slave trading Penrhyns of Penrhyn Castle fame. One of the descendants of the Pennants who lived near Ronnie is Antoinette Sandbach, star of this blog. Antoinette is the Tory MP for Eddisbury. Her dad was the highest ranking Freemason in north Wales throughout those years when the North Wales Police found no evidence of a paedophile gang, when Ronnie’s Public Inquiry found only a few Welsh sheep shaggers to blame and when other witnesses were found dead yet no questions were asked. Antoinette’s family have been doing favours for Dafydd and the paedophiles for years – her grandmother Geraldine was the President of the Denbigh branch of the Royal College of Midwives. Antoinette is a barrister. She won’t have dared become an historian with her ancestry. For more details of Antoinette and her proud family see post ‘News Round Up, 19 January 2018’.

 

Ever the one for keeping his eye open as to who around him it might be worth shamelessly toadying to, Ronnie was acutely aware of the presence of the Mostyn family in north Wales. Ronnie observed that Lord Mostyn was only interested in sheepdog trials – with neighbours like Ronnie I imagine that the sheepdogs would be rather better company – but Ronnie didn’t mention another younger member of the Mostyn family whom he will have known of.

Sir Nicholas Mostyn was born in Lagos, Nigeria. Sir Nicholas is a British High Court judge.

Sir Nicholas’s father was a British American Tobacco executive, thus Mostyn grew up in Nigeria, Venezuala and El Salvador. He was educated at Ampleforth College – alongside Edward Stourton. Mostyn studied law at Bristol University.

Mostyn was called to the bar in 1980 and earned the nickname of ‘Mr Payout’ after winning a number of notable cases including representing the wife of footballer Ray Parlour and winning the 1000 day marriage case for the wife of a leading City of London fund manager where no children where involved. Mostyn was retained by Fiona Shackleton in Paul McCartney’s divorce case with Heather Mills. Mostyn has been highly critical of the CSA and undertook pro bono cases involving the CSA where he thought there was an important issue of law involved. Mostyn has said:

The first CEO of the CSA who presided over so many disasters and injustices – some of which led to suicides – was Ros Hepplewhite. Being let loose at the CSA was her reward for those years of sterling service as the CEO of MIND, 1989-92, during which time Ros concealed the crimes of Dafydd and the paedophiles in north Wales as well as elsewhere (see post ‘MIND Are Out For Mental Health – Never For Themselves Of Course’).

(F received communication from the CSA in which he was accused of failing to concern himself with the upkeep of the baby whom the paedophiles had stolen from him. Because F had been bled dry, even the CSA didn’t in the end demand money off him. So then they investigated his new wife to see if they could extract any dosh out of her.)

In 2015, Mostyn was removed from a case after he went against a landmark ruling of the Supreme Court concerning the rights of disabled people (namely that they have the same right to ‘physical liberty’ as non-disabled people).

Mostyn’s bonanzas included that which he won on behalf of Sandra, the wife of Martin Sorrell, a sum of £29m. Mostyn represented Di’s brother Charles Spencer – who’s track record towards female partners is not too brilliant. After losing the right to have the case heard in a closed court session, Spencer was upset at the final settlement. Mostyn, a keen farmer, named his latest batch of seven pigs after his thoughts on the case’s High Court judge, Mr Justice James Munby: James, Munby, Self-regarding, Pompous, Publicity, Seeking, Pillock. Earl Spencer later unsuccessfully sued Mostyn.

Mostyn was the presiding judge over the highly controversial decision a few years ago which authorised an NHS Trust to deliver a child by emergency caesarean section, as the mother was judged to have lacked capacity to have consented to the operation herself. The mother was an Italian citizen who was visiting the UK and during her visit she suffered a severe bipolar episode. The child was later the subject of a care application by Essex County Council. The mother was utterly distraught and pointed to her stable home and family in Italy as the reason why to have done all this was outrageous and damaging. There was much talk of Mostyn having read the opinions of Top Docs and social workers before he made his decision. Unfortunately Sir Nicholas, they lie. If they knew what they were doing and were honest, one could come to sensible decisions on the basis of their opinions, but at the moment that cannot happen.

It was Springfield Hospital who pioneered performing Caesarean sections on women who ‘didn’t know their own minds’. Shortly after I left their clutches in the early 1990s, they performed a Caesarean on a silly young thing who worked as a veterinary nurse and who explained that she had a phobia of hospitals and did not think that she would cope with a hospital birth. She was sectioned, detained at Springfield and given a Caesarean at St George’s against her wishes. It was a disaster. She had a breakdown, couldn’t bond with the baby and over the next few months repeatedly attempted suicide. Her baby was taken into care. She sued and was told that the Top Docs had acted entirely in her best interests and lost the case. She gave an interview at a later date and explained very clearly how her life had been completely destroyed by the actions of Springfield Hospital.

From what I saw at St George’s not long before that event, the silly girl’s care on the delivery suite at St George’s would have probably been OK. A lot of the midwives there were very good, as were most of the Top Docs, although there was a lot of snobbery and casual racism among the Top Docs. One (female) Top Doc told a colleague of mine – another medical researcher – that ‘the midwives are all really thick, especially the black ones’. How bright was the researcher who repeated this in my presence, after berating me for being friends with the midwives? Er – well her boyfriend, a police officer with the Met, had just secured them  and their friends tickets to see ‘The Bangles’ in concert. The police officer had bagged tickets for the front row so that, my colleague told me, ‘the lads can look up the girls skirts’.

I say that most of the Top Docs on the delivery suite were good – most of them were and two of them were actually normal, pleasant people among much lunacy. There was however a Top Doc called Joseph who did all he could to get out of work, including declaring himself to be conscientiously against abortions. It was openly discussed by the other Top Docs that Joseph was anti-abortion because it was one less job for him. Then there was another one who was just as lazy as Joseph but more senior. He engaged me in an interesting conversation about how he went to Ronnie Scott’s several times a week and it was really great, I should try it. I was a little worried throughout this conversation because a midwife kept coming up and asking him to help with a birth because the woman had been pushing for a long while and she seemed to be in trouble. He batted the midwife away three or four times. I thought that if I stopped the conversation perhaps he would take a bit more notice of the now frantic midwife, so I went down to the other end of the ward. The jazz fan continued to sit there, chilling out, he read a newspaper and listened to a bit of music. I then noticed all hell break loose – the patient whom this man had refused to help was now in serious distress and a disabled baby was a very real possibility – WHOOPS, emergency caesarean necessary…

The midwife who’s pleas were ignored for over an hour wasn’t even black. Interestingly enough the jazz fan was, he was Nigerian.

So as long as women giving birth at St George’s managed to avoid the small number of lethal Top Docs – not that they would ever have been given any indication at all that the Doc caring for them was lethal, most patients are incredibly trusting and believe that standards in medicine are high and are robustly enforced and Top Docs always reassure patients of this – they would be OK. So I doubt that it would have been the staff on the delivery suite at St George’s who will have destroyed the veterinary nurse who didn’t know what was best for her.

It will have been Springfield. The brutal, drug-dealing, swearing, screaming Angels of Springfield who were the henchmen for the Top Docs who were concealing a sex trafficking gang, who admitted in writing that they knew that Dafydd was sexually exploiting the patients but agreed with Dafydd that I really was very dangerous when they found out that I knew at least some of what Dafydd was up to (see post ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London’).

There was another person doing a PhD at St George’s in the late 80s/early 90s who may well have known about Dafydd et al. This man had previously worked as a psychiatric nurse at Prof Robert Bluglass’s empire in Birmingham, the Reaside Clinic. He had not been very complimentary about Bluglass – he told me that there were wards at the Reaside Clinic which were frankly dreadful but Bluglass ensured that no-one ever visited them. Bluglass concealed Dafydd’s crimes and also was called upon to ‘investigate’ the serious problems at Ashworth and blame the murders, violence and sexual abuse there on the patients rather than the staff (see post ‘Security, Security’).

So Dr Mark Roy, how about making a statement about old Bluglass and his crimes and the many other crimes that you will have gained knowledge of at St George’s, then during your stint in the Dept of Psychiatry at Oxford University – home of Prof Tom Burns and Professor Mark Williams who also concealed the crimes of Dafydd and the paedophiles. After Oxford, Mark Roy bagged himself a job at the Dept of Biobehavioural Health at Pennsylvania State University, but I suspect that Mark left there under a cloud. He is now a senior lecturer in the School of Psychology at the University of Central Lancashire.

 

As for the present Lord Mostyn – he is a young man from Chelsea who owns most of Llandudno.

 

 

The media continue to tell us all that one only has to ‘ask for help’ if one is experiencing mental distress and the fickle finger of suspicion continues to be pointed at men in particular who won’t Talk About It. Even ‘Farming Today’ on Radio 4 a few days ago had an article on male farmers who Won’t Ask For Help.

This is not what I have seen. When I lived in north Wales I knew of men who were desperately begging for help, but as with women, no help would be forthcoming. I am sure that transgender or intersex people would have had no more luck at getting any assistance from the north Wales mental health services. When I was doing my PhD there was a member of staff who worked in Bangor University who was married to a farmer. The farmer became very seriously depressed and both his wife and him begged for help from the Anglesey Community Mental Health Team. He began to talk about killing himself and said that he had thought about how to do this, he would shoot himself. After quite some time of this, the Anglesey CMHT went out to the farm, visited him, offered no help but took away his shotgun. He had another one, as his wife had told them, but they ignored her concerns. Hours later he shot himself dead.

Bridget Lloyd, the Angel who perjured herself in an attempt to have me imprisoned (see post ‘A Solicitor’s Letter From North East Wales MIND’), was a member of the Anglesey CMHT at the time.

The suicide was widely discussed at Bangor University and a lot of people who knew the dead man and his widow were very angry. It was agreed by virtually everyone that it had been sheer inexcusable negligence. I was at a university function a couple of days after the farmer’s suicide and one of his friends, another member of staff, was there, fuming volubly about the idiocy of the mental health services and saying that someone should be sued. The dreadful Professor Tom Corns, latterly of the School of English at Bangor, started arguing the toss, trotting out the line that ‘it’s difficult, looking after people like that’. What the dead man’s friend didn’t know about Tom Corns is that he is married to a social worker, Pat Corns. Pat Corns spent many enjoyable years working as a paedophiles’ friend in north Wales and knew all about the unnecessary deaths, wrongful imprisonments and the child abuse. Tom Corns’s son is a Top Doctor.

I knew a number of other men in north Wales who did try and Talk To Their Doctors but who also got nowhere. I knew one man who developed a very serious drink problem and his wife confided in me that he had begun to get violent when he was drunk. She knew why he was drinking, it was because life had now got too much for him – his mum had killed himself when he was six, his dad hadn’t been able to look after him and he had literally scavenged in bins for food. This took place in rural Gwynedd in the 1970s. Most of the villagers in the village where this family lived knew what had happened to him as a child and they also knew about his alcohol problem. Finally he went to Bethesda surgery to ask for help with his ‘nerves’. He was given a prescription for valium and sent on his way.

His drinking continued and one day he arrived at my place completely bladdered and caused trouble, but didn’t actually damage anything or anyone. I rang the police at Bethesda and explained the problem and said that this man was clearly quite desperate. The policeman stated that he knew the ‘fat bastard’ and that if I wanted him arrested he’d do so. I explained that the fat bastard actually had serious problems and so far was a nuisance but not criminal. The police told me that they couldn’t do anything.

A few weeks later I heard that the same man had been the target of a malicious allegation that he’d sexually harassed a young woman. The basis of the young woman’s allegations that he was sexually dodgy was that he was a naturist who went to nude swimming sessions at the local swimming pool. Another local person went to those nudist swimming sessions as well – a local Top Doctor. I bet that no-one called him a fat bastard when he developed mental health problems or accused him of sexual harassment. Some months later the same young woman made allegations of rape against another man. She later admitted that she had made it all up – but not until he’d been arrested and held in custody on bail. One reason that this young woman’s complaints were taken so seriously by the police in the face of no evidence was her close friendships with a number of police officers. Very close friendships indeed with a number of male police officers – who in return for sex were quite happy to fit up anyone whom she cared to point the finger at. Interestingly enough, the people whom she accused had always crossed the path of the paedophiles’ friends…

Perhaps Donna Maria Morgan would like to tell everyone how she managed to have so many deep and meaningful friendships with so many social workers and police officers in north Wales. She might also like to pay me the £500 that she owes me after bouncing a cheque on me and writing me a letter telling me not to go to the police because she’s got mates everywhere ‘who’ll vouch for me’. Presumably the same mates who vouched for her when an innocent man was imprisoned on the basis of her malicious allegations.

Donna was a good mate of Denise Baker aka Denise Baker McClearns, who was for many years married to a children’s social worker employed by the Anglesey team. Prior to that Denise lived with a coke addict, who I was told, also flogged drugs to fund his habit. It was this man – Malcolm Fox – and Denise who were named by Donna as two of those who would ‘vouch for’ her should I contact the police. Denise later embarked on a career working with mentally ill female prisoners as a member of Prof Louis Appleby’s team on his flagship project re suicide. I was told that Denise was dismissed on the grounds that she was a danger to vulnerable people. So she went straight out and landed another job with vulnerable people…

 

I don’t wish to give the impression here that it was only Top Docs, social workers and police officers who abused or exploited vulnerable people in north Wales. A few other people tried their luck as well. F was a talented artist and before Dafydd et al ruined his life, he used to paint big oil paintings on 6ft canvases. When he was living in the south of England he used to sell them for several thousand pounds each. The market was far more difficult in north Wales because there were far fewer people with high disposable incomes, so F ended up with about eleven big canvases stored in his home.

In about 1993, two business graduates from Bangor University set up a cafe in Bangor called The Fat Cat and weeks they later opened another one in Chester. They made a deal with F that they would display his paintings in the Chester cafe – F might make a sale and meanwhile the cafe would have something nice on the walls. The Fat Cat men collected F’s paintings in their van and took them over to Chester. A few weeks later, one of them, Simon, contacted F and explained that there had been a break-in at Chester – the paintings were OK, but Simon and his business partner Matthew were worried that if it happened again and the paintings were damaged or stolen, their insurance wouldn’t cover it. F explained that he didn’t have transport to collect the paintings, so Simon said that he’d return them.

The paintings were delivered to F as arranged – except that one was missing. The most valuable one. Simon stated that it was slightly bigger than the others and wouldn’t fit in the van, but they’d return it soon. F waited and waited. Then he contacted Simon and Matthew and was once more told that the painting would soon be returned. This went on for many months. Then Matthew told F that if he wanted his painting back he’d have to hire a van himself and collect it from Nottingham of all places – where Matthew had a flat. Matthew had taken the painting to his flat ‘for safe-keeping’. F told Matthew that he couldn’t afford to rent a van and collect the painting from Nottingham. Matthew told F that he wasn’t getting the painting back unless he went to Nottingham. The price tag on the painting was £6k.  F went to the police to report the theft. The police told him that it was a civil matter. A very kind local solicitor wrote to Matthew  – and waived his fee – and asked for F’s painting to be returned. Matthew wrote to the solicitor and told him that F should spend his money on a van to collect his painting ‘rather than on expensive solicitors’.

Meanwhile, I had a friend who had been invited to a party at Matthew’s flat in Nottingham. There, hanging as the centrepiece, was the stolen oil painting. Matthew freely told his guests that he liked the painting so he kept it because he knew that the owner of the painting couldn’t afford to retrieve it or indeed take civil action against him.

By the time that my friend found the stolen painting, Matthew and Simon had opened a chain of The Fat Cats across the UK, had won an award for business and had stated their ambition to be create an international chain of The Fat Cats. Up in Bangor there was a stream of former The Fat Cat staff who had been treated abominably and not paid. Then there were the people who had enrolled for The Fat Cat ‘management training programme’ who found that health and safety legislation was being routinely flouted.

A few years ago, The Fat Cat chain of cafe bars appeared in the media. The business was in difficulties and the Director, one Matthew Saunders, was having to close many of his cafes because the bank had called in his overdraft without warning. Saunders gave interviews to the broadsheets about the outrageous behaviour of Lloyds Bank who had ruined the sort of business that this country needs no less.

I had a particularly good laugh at Saunders being stuffed over by the bank, as I’m sure did those waiters and waitresses to whom he owed money. The downside is that Saunders has probably flogged the painting that he stole to keep the wolf from the door whilst he works out another way of fleecing people.

I have begun wondering though. Is it possible that Saunders may have been acquainted with the paedophiles’ friends himself – that painting was stolen just when open season was declared on F…

 

One more conundrum before I finish this post. I have previously mentioned Dafydd’s habit of crashing his car every 50 miles or so and the multiple crashes that Dafydd had whilst he was flying light air craft. Dafydd was very obviously not medically fit enough to hold a driving licence yet alone any sort of pilot’s licence. From what I understand, the criteria for a pilot’s licence are stringent. One has to apply to the Civil Aviation Authority for a Light Aircraft Pilot’s Licence. There is a list of approved medical examiners. Does anyone know who was writing Dafydd’s medical reports, because I think that as ever with Dafydd, rules have been flouted.

 

 

NEWSFLASH – Carwyn announced this afternoon at the Welsh Labour Party conference in Llandudno that he is standing down as FM. Carwyn has never taken the action that he should have over the NHS, but Carwyn is the best of a very bad bunch. Paedophiles’ friend Mark Drakeford has stated that he will be ‘talking to his family’ about standing for election as FM. Now that really is an appalling vista.

Lord Denning

News From Sicily

An item on BBC News Wales yesterday reported that some members of the Welsh Gov’t are demanding that the smacking of children should be outlawed in Wales. One person articulating this view was Julie Morgan AM, a former social worker – who remained silent as did her colleagues whilst so many youngsters in their care were passed around a paedophile ring and trafficked to London and Brighton to provide sexual services for people in Westminster. Julie’s husband the late Rhodri, the former First Minister, remained remarkably silent about this problem as well, but that might have been because he kept appointing other people who had kept schtum about it to positions as Ministers for Health and Social Care – or Ministers for Children and Young People.  Another AM who wants to outlaw smacking is Huw Irranca-Davies.

Huw Irranca-Davies is the Labour AM for Ogmore. Huw caused a bit of a sensation because he had previously been the Labour MP for Ogmore and resigned his seat in Westminster because he wanted a seat in the National Assembly. He announced his desire to transition from Westminster to Cardiff Bay in October 2015, so it was most convenient that the Assembly seat for Ogmore – a safe Labour seat – was going begging within weeks, after the previous incumbent Janice Gregory stood down. Huw had been the MP for Ogmore since 2002 – he was selected for the safe Labour seat after the sitting MP Sir Ray Powell died unexpectedly. Sir Ray Powell was Janice Gregory’s dad! After her father died, Janice announced immediately that she would not be entering the selection to succeed her father’s seat – so that left the field open for Huw, who had been looking for a Westminster seat since 2001.

Huw was born in Gowerton in Swansea. As a boy he campaigned for his uncle, Ifor Davies, who was the ‘highly respected MP’ (or so Huw’s wiki entry tells us) for Gower, 1959-82. Uncle Ifor was also born in Gowerton, Swansea. Ifor had studied at Ruskin College and was a Councillor on Glamorgan County Council, 1958-61 and acted as election agent for his predecessor MP for Gower, David Grenfell.

Ifor was a member of Harold Wilson’s Gov’t – he was Lord Commissioner of the Treasury, 1964-66 and a Minister at the Welsh Office. Huw’s wiki entry tells us that at the Welsh Office, Ifor was ‘Deputy’ to Secretary of State for Wales Lord Cledwyn – the paedophiles’ friend, one of those who concealed the most appalling wrongdoing in north Wales whilst he was in the Welsh Office. Lord Cledwyn was a friend of the First Family of Troughing, the Kinnocks (see post ‘The Cradle of Filth’). Yet Ifor’s own wiki entry explains that he was Minister of State at the Welsh Office 1966-69. Lord Cledwyn was Secretary of State for Wales only until 1968 – George Thomas aka Lord Tonypandy then took over as Secretary of State for Wales until 1970. Furthermore George Thomas himself was Minister of State at the Welsh Office, April 1966-Jan 1967. So Huw’s Uncle Ifor worked alongside George Thomas as Minister of State and, after Cledwyn Hughes had moved on, then worked as Minister of State in the Welsh Office under George Thomas. The George Thomas that everyone would rather forget existed, the George Thomas who has been the subject of an historical investigation into child sexual abuse by the South Wales Police – as was George’s mate Leo Abse. The George Thomas who was also party to the shabby deal following the Aberfan disaster, which resulted in the Aberfan Disaster Fund being raided to pay for the removal of the coal tips because the National Coal Board was finding it a bit pricey. Whilst Uncle Ifor worked in the Welsh Office, the Permanent Secretary there was Sir Goronwy Daniel, who later became Principal of Aberystwyth University. Goronwy was someone else who pushed the boat out on many occasions to help the paedophiles’ friends (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’).

So what else did the highly respected Uncle Ifor get up to? Well he campaigned for a ‘No’ vote in the 1978 referendum as to whether a National Assembly for Wales should be established. Ifor was a member of the Gang of Six who led the No campaign – Neil Kinnock, Leo Abse, Donald Anderson, Alfred Evans and Ioan Evans.

Readers of this blog will be familiar with Neil Kinnock and Leo Abse – they’ve cropped up a great deal, just use the search facility – so I’ll concentrate on providing a bit of info about the other members of the Gang of Six.

Donald Anderson is now Lord Donald Anderson. He was Labour MP for Monmouth, 1966-70 and then for Swansea East, 1974-05.

Anderson went to Swansea Grammar School (now known as Bishop Gore School) – the institution which produced a whole collection of corrupt Top Doctors and their associates who concealed research fraud, criminal misconduct and the abuse of patients and children. For details of a few of them see posts ‘A Bit More Paleontology’ and ‘I Don’t Believe It’. After mixing with the future toxins in the NHS, Anderson went to what is now Swansea University, which has been host to so many members of Rhodri Morgan’s family and their friends.

Between 1970-74, Donald Anderson lived in the Borough of Kensington and Chelsea and sat as a Councillor ‘in a neighbouring borough’. The fact that a veil has been drawn over which borough this was suggests to me that something rather unedifying may have taken place which Donald would rather keep quiet, in the same way that Huw Irranca-Davies decided not to advertise the connections that Uncle Ifor had to George Thomas.

Donald Anderson was appointed Deputy Lieutenant of West Glamorgan in 2006. He became Lord Donald in Blair’s dissolution honours in 2005.

The man who succeeded Donald Anderson as MP for Monmouth in 1970 was the Conservative Sir John Stradling Thomas, who died in 1991. Sir John held a number of Ministerial positions under Heath and Thatcher. Readers may recognise his name. Richard Card who regularly leaves comments on my blog has mentioned Sir John a number of times. Richard maintains that Sir John was found dead at home in questionable circumstances just before it was believed that he was about to present evidence concerning the Westminster Paedophile Ring and demand an inquiry. Sir John was found dead in his flat in Dolphin Square – the Westminster Paedophile Ring were alleged to have abused their victims at flats in Dolphin Square and children in care from north Wales were taken there. In my post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’ I discussed Sir William Shelton’s silence regarding child abuse and the criminal activities of people at St George’s Hospital Medical School. I mentioned that after Shelton and Airey Neave had successfully installed Thatcher as leader of the Tory Party, the victory party – which was attended by Thatcher and Denis – was held at Shelton’s ‘Pimlico home’. Dolphin Square is in Pimlico.

Alfred Evans was Labour MP for Caerphilly, 1968-79. He was a graduate of University College Cardiff, went into teaching and became the headmaster of a number of boys secondary schools before entering Parliament. Evans’s seat was succeeded by Ednyfed Hudson Davies, who had previously been Labour MP for Conwy, 1966-70, in the heart of the paedophiles’ friends (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’).

Before Alfred Evans occupied the seat for Caerphilly himself, he had campaigned for his predecessor, Ness Edwards. Edwards was an associate of Nye Bevan and was a very radical man – but the next generation of his family were rather different.

Ness Edwards had a daughter Llinos, who called herself Llin. She is now a Baroness. Llin Golding was MP for Newcastle-Under-Lyme, 1986-01. Llin worked as a radiographer in the NHS and is now Patron of the Society of Radiographers. Llin is also a Board member of the Countryside Alliance. It was Llin Golding who enabled the Fathers For Justice protesters who covered Blair in purple flour in the Commons in May 2004 to gain entry to the House – she had vouched for them, although she later maintained that she didn’t know what they were going to do.

I am completely sympathetic to people who want to throw purple flour over Blair and to those who help them achieve their aim, but I am sorry that Llin didn’t facilitate a much more powerful protest about something that she definitely will have known about. Newcastle-Under-Lyme is in north Staffordshire. Throughout the years that Llin was MP there, not only were the kids in care being abused by the social worker Tony Latham and his mates and people raising concerns about the abuse were being framed and imprisoned themselves (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part I’), but just down the road there was that notorious hospital which was abusing and killing patients. No-one in authority said a word and patients who dared complain were subjected to hate campaigns from NHS staff. Successive Secretaries of State had known that things were terribly wrong in the NHS in Staffordshire at least since the early 1990s and Llin will have known it as well. Did she perhaps work in the NHS in Staffordshire? Or have friends who did?

Llin was given a life peerage in 2001. Just after the Waterhouse Report had slammed the lid shut on the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal and just before the general public got to hear the extent of the horror that was Mid-Staffs.

So what prompted Llin the NHS radiographer from south Wales to stand for election later in life in Newcastle-Under-Lyme? It was because her husband gave his job up. Llin’s husband, John Golding, had been the Labour MP for Newcastle-Under Lyme since 1969 and Llin took over the seat from him! John Golding stood down from the Commons to take up the position of General Secretary of the National Communications Union.

John Golding went to Chester City Grammar School, then to Keele University and then to the LSE. Very soon after being elected to Parliament he became PPS to Eric Varley, who was Wilson’s Minister of Technology in the latter half of the 1970s. When Gerald Kaufman who had been the Labour MP for Manchester Gorton for decades died recently, it was discovered that in his will he had left absolutely everything – and he was a wealthy man – to his friend Eric Varley. Varley had died several years previously but Kaufman had not re-written his will. Kaufman was married with children, but he wasn’t planning to leave anyone but Varley a penny. Which suggests that Kaufman and Varley’s relationship was rather closer than anyone had ever realised. For more details on Eric Varley and his big buddy Gerald Kaufman see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’. Kaufman wielded a lot of influence in the Labour Party for many years. Kaufman, like Golding, was on the right of the Party.

Golding was a key figure in opposing Militant and had a loathing of those on the left of the Labour Party. He was a Whip in Wilson’s Gov’t and was known to be highly effective in achieving his aims – he successfully delayed Thatcher from privatising BT with a record-breaking filibuster. A Guardian article written about him in 1999 after his death describes him as ‘one of the best right fixers ever’, indeed a ‘master fixer’. The Guardian article is full of interesting anecdotes. It tells us that Robert Kilroy-Silk used to beat a path to Golding’s door to obtain advice from him as to how to deal with folk who he felt were hampering him.

Kilroy -Silk was a duplicitous git, a lot of people did not like him. He was a lecturer at Liverpool University who started his political career in the Labour Party, but fell out with people at a rate which would have made Dr David Owen proud and ended up – but only for a short time – in UKIP. He then fell out with them and like Dr Death started his own minority party but that died a death. Kilroy embarked on a successful media career, wrote ill thought out bigoted articles for the tabloids and also presented a daytime discussion TV programme in the 1990s. I remember it well because Dr Dafydd Alun Jones appeared on there, constructed as an ‘expert’. At the time, Dafydd was facilitating the paedophile ring, selling drugs to addicts and then providing helpful Court reports when they ended up in trouble with the law. Complaints about Dafydd were coming in thick and fast and he was such an embarrassment that even Gwynedd Health Authority were trying to force him into retirement (see post ‘The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron?’). But there he was on Kilroy, with Kilroy deferring to him and ordering members of the audience to listen to his wisdom.  Kilroy’s TV programme used to be recorded in the north of England, I think in Liverpool, but Kilroy lived in a mansion in Buckinghamshire. A friend of mine who worked in TV at the time told me that not only did Kilroy insist on the BBC providing a plane for him to jet between his palace and the studio in Liverpool on recording days, but on one occasion a couple of BBC staff hitched a lift on Kilroy’s plane back down south after the show and Kilroy went apeshit about them sharing the plane with him.

The Guardian article also revealed that after the 1983 General Election when Gerald Kaufperson had described Michael Foot’s election manifesto as ‘the longest suicide note in history’, one of Golding’s fan club asked him why he hadn’t ensured that the manifesto was rewritten. It seems that Golding preferred to see his opponents screw up big time and fall flat on their faces although he knew that it would cost Labour the election.

Golding was a member of the Council of the TUC but he only remained as General Secretary for the National Communications Union until 1988. After that he continued to be fully politically active supporting his wife in her job as an MP, but also as a Councillor on the Newcastle-Under-Lyme Borough Council, which was Labour.

The fact that Golding is credited with helping ‘modernise’ the Labour Party – which was Kinnock’s project – and fought Militant, suggests that he was close to Kinnock. Effective Whips and ‘fixers’ in politics always achieve their successes by blackmailing or bribing their opponents.

So what did John Golding have over everyone? Apart from the knowledge that the NHS in Staffordshire was killing people.

What with John Golding, Kilroy, Kinnock et al all really hating Militant, I suspect that they noticed something else very worrying as well that led to a by-election in Bootle in 1990. In spring 1990 Bootle elected as their Labour MP Michael Carr. Michael Carr had been a dockworker who joined the Labour Party in 1976 and was on the North West Executive of the Party from 1980. From 1984 Carr was a full time union officer for the TGWU and he became Secretary of the Liverpool Walton Constituency Labour Party in 1987. Michael Carr was one of the Labour Party members who had fought very hard against Militant in Liverpool. He was elected for Bootle in the summer of 1990. Whilst in the Commons on July 17 1990, Tory MP and the Times’s medical journalist Dr Thomas Stuttaford noticed that Carr had an ‘extreme pallor’. On 20 July 1990 Michael attended a meeting of the Liverpool Walton Constituency Labour Party in his capacity as General Secretary. The meeting was heated because Militant were stating that they’d be gearing up for more action in Liverpool, following the selection of Peter Kilfoyle as a Labour candidate. Carr felt pains in his chest and went outside for fresh air and had to sit down. He broke out into a cold sweat, had a sensation of pins and needles and then his hands went numb. An ambulance was called and he was taken to Walton Hospital, arriving at 9-54 pm. He was told at the hospital that he was hyperventilating and at 10-25 pm was discharged with a letter telling him to see his doctor. He was sent home in a taxi. Fifteen minutes after arriving home he was taken ill and another ambulance was called. He had a heart attack, fell into a coma and efforts to revive him by the staff of the A&E Dept of Walton Hospital  proved unsuccessful. Michael Carr was pronounced dead at 11-50 pm.

Michael had been the MP for Bootle for 57 days.

Michael Carr’s inquest was opened on 26 Feb 1991. The Merseyside coroner Roy Barter postponed the inquest to consider criminal charges against some of the health care staff. A file was sent to the DPP but no charges were brought. The DPP at the time was Sir Allan Green. Allan Green was appointed DPP in 1987 but resigned after he was caught kerb-crawling in King’s Cross in Oct 1991. At least it was presumed that he was kerb-crawling – Sir Allan stated that he had stopped to talk to some prostitutes, but he didn’t explain what he was talking to them about. Two years later Sir Allan’s estranged wife was found dead. The explanation was suicide, but there were a number of things that didn’t quite add up. Between 2000-04 Green represented a number of soldiers at the Inquiry into the Bloody Sunday Massacre of 1972, for which he was paid £1.5 million. Green worked as a barrister until he retired in 2013. Sir Allan was DPP throughout the years that Alison Taylor, Mary Wynch and I were screaming as loudly as we could that there was serious criminal activity in the welfare agencies in north Wales. He was DPP whilst a number of kids in care were found dead, whilst mental health patients were detained illegally and framed for criminal offences and whilst no charges were ever brought against people employed in the social services and mental health services, although there was evidence of serious wrongdoing. I  don’t suppose Sir Allen wants to tell us what was happening when he was DPP. His wife might have been able to provide some useful info about Sir Allan and his habits, but sadly she is dead, having ‘committed suicide’ in the middle of the police investigations into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. For more details about Sir Allan and the circumstances of his wife’s death, see post ‘A Future Leader Of The Labour Party’.

After Sir Allan failed to bring charges against anyone in the wake of Michael Carr’s death, his inquest resumed on 9 April 1992. The coroner then postponed it after referring three points of law to the High Court. Carr’s family sought a judicial review of that decision, which was held on 28 May 1993. Once more a file was sent to the DPP, but the DPP considered that there was insufficient evidence to bring any charges. The DPP at the time was Dame Barbara Mills. Barbara Mills was married to John Mills. John Mills is a major donor to the Labour Party and was a Councillor on Camden Council for most of the time between 1971-06. John Mills was also the Deputy Chair of the London Docklands Corporation. John Mills’s brother David is married to Tessa Jowell. Barbara been a legal assessor for the GMC and was Director of the Serious Fraud Office, 1990-92. Whilst Barbara was Director of the SFO, the SFO were investigating allegations of bribery on the part of Silvio Berlusconi. David Mills was later charged with receiving bribes from Berlusconi. Like Sir Allen, Barbara was DPP during a period of time when a lot of people in the health and care sector in north Wales got away with an awful lot and whilst witnesses to and victims of the child abuse in the region continued to turn up dead. Barbara Mills was a non-executive Director of the Royal Free Hampstead NHS Trust, 2000-07. Dame Barbara had many high points during her glorious career, the details of which can be read in my post ‘A Future Leader Of The Labour Party’.

The judicial review relating to Michael Carr’s inquest nullified the findings of the first inquest and a new inquest was ordered under a new coroner. The second inquest opened on 20 Feb 1995. On the 23 Feb 1995 a verdict of death by natural causes was returned.

Some very unfortunate deaths continued to occur in the NHS facilities of Merseyside. My post ‘A Vampire At Glyndwr University’ explains how two people known to me from Gwynedd were both diagnosed with brain tumours and referred to the neurological centre at Walton for treatment within months of each other. One of these people was a former social worker from north Wales who was married to another former social worker. They both fall very firmly into the category of paedophiles’ friends. The other person was married to someone who was known to dearly want to see the back of the paedophiles’ friends and whose friend had dared spill the pints of the paedophiles’ friends on a number of occasions. The patient who was a paedophiles’ friend was successfully operated upon at Walton, made a full recovery and is now retired, enjoying themselves with the rest of the paedophiles’ friends.  The person who was married to the challenger of the paedophiles’ friends was told by Walton that their tumour was inoperable and palliative care was the only option. They died within months.

A by-election took place in Bootle after Michael’s death and Joe Benton was elected as Labour MP for the constituency. Benton had put himself forward as a candidate previously, but Carr had won the selection.

Joe Benton was Labour MP for Bootle until 2015. He was a JP on the Bootle Bench from 1969. Benton became a Councillor on Bootle County Borough Council in 1970 and was a Councillor for Sefton Borough Council after local gov’t reform in 1973 until he was elected in 1990, becoming leader in 1985. After Benton became an MP John Smith appointed him an Opposition Whip in 1994. Well there’s the ultimate way of persuading the MPs to vote in the right way – do what you’re told or the next time you visit an NHS hospital you’ll leave in a coffin.

Joe Benton was a devout Catholic who voted to restrict abortion, to oppose embryo research and euthanasia and who opposed equalising the age of consent between heterosexuals and homosexuals. He signed a petition supporting the definition of marriage as a voluntary union for life between one man and one woman to the exclusion of all others. This was the last straw for Joe’s local constituency Party. They could cope with his opponent being murdered by the Top Doctors and Angels and two DPPs concealing it all, but his old fashioned views on marriage were just too much and Benton was deselected. Benton’s mate and fellow Councillor Peter Dowd was elected and he’s the present day MP for Bootle.

In June 2014 Pope Francis conferred upon Benton the Knighthood of the Pontifical Equestrian Order of St Gregory the Great for his contribution to civic life. The Roman Catholic Church can be very understanding – many years ago one of the Popes met a similar fate to William Carr and only lasted a matter of a few weeks as Pope before he was found dead.

 

The final member of the Gang of Six who led the NO to devolution campaign in Wales that I mentioned was Ioan Evans. He was the Labour MP for Birmingham Yardley, 1964-70 and then for Aberdare, from 1974 until his death in 1984.

Ioan Evans was another person who was a graduate of the University College of Wales Swansea. He had been the Secretary of the Birkenhead Co-operative Party, 1950-53; the Secretary of the Birmingham Co-operative Party, 1953-64; he also sat on the West Bromwich Education Committee and was the agent for Birmingham Small Heath in the 1955 and 59 elections. Evans was a JP in Birmingham, 1960-70 and a JP in Middlesex from 1970. So Ioan got around all over the place. He’ll have known about the corruption in the Birmingham NHS and in the West Midlands Police and about the abuse of children in care in Birmingham as well as how from the late 60s onwards some of those children were being sent into the arms of the paedophile gang in north Wales on ‘placements’.

Ioan Evans was PPS To John Morris, the Secretary of State for Wales 1974-79. John Morris – now Lord Aberavon – was certainly a good friend to the paedophile ring. He led the Welsh Office whilst it covered up the activities of Dafydd and Gwynne the lobotomist as they lobotomised, shocked and drugged the victims of the paedophile gang in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and whilst the Welsh Office failed to even inspect children’s homes in north Wales which were managed and staffed by the paedophile gang. Morris was yet another law graduate from Aberystwyth University who proved so helpful to the paedophile gang. Blair appointed him Attorney General between 1997-99 – whilst the Waterhouse Inquiry took evidence. Morris held Ministerial office under Wilson, Callaghan and Blair, so a lot of people obviously found him very useful. He stood down from the Commons in 2001, once the cover-up that was the Waterhouse Report had been published and that box had been ticked. Then he picked up his peerage.

When John Morris stood down as MP for Aberavon, Hywel Francis, another member of the Kinnock-Rhodri Morgan network succeeded him. When Hywel Francis stood down, Stephen Kinnock succeeded him!

Ioan Evans however didn’t last long as John Morris’s PPS, he resigned in 1974. Not because Morris and the Welsh Office were concealing serious criminal activity, but because he disagreed with the Labour Party line over devolution – which at that time was to support it.

Towards the end of his incumbency, Ioan’s Aberdare constituency was renamed as Cynon Valley. Although the constituency changed its name, its boundaries remained pretty much the same. Ann Clwyd was the MP who succeeded Ioan. Ann Clwyd is one politician who did take an interest in the complaints of the kids in care from north Wales who had been abused. In fact Ann Clwyd conducted some interviews with some of the former residents of the north Wales children’s homes who claimed to have been abused – five of them were living in her constituency. So Ioan Evans didn’t notice them then.

 

It is interesting to note how many descendants of the friends and relatives of those who vigorously opposed the creation of the National Assembly are now participating in the most serious cronyism in order to bag themselves a seat in it – such as Huw Irranca-Davies.

Huw’s Uncle Ifor was an MP sponsored by APEX. APEX was the union which was at the centre of the notorious Grunwick dispute, 1976-78. The Grunwick dispute began over the terrible working conditions, treatment and pay of the employees of Grunwick, who were mostly East African Asians, women and first generation immigrants. The dispute began by the truly appalling treatment of six workers who challenged their employers about working conditions, were sacked for doing so and then set up a tiny picket. CAB advised them to seek union representation and the TUC recommended APEX – a very odd and not very sensible recommendation, APEX being a union representing mostly professional and office workers who were not particularly au fait with the sort of problems that the Grunwick workers were encountering. APEX was also possibly the most right wing union there was. Shirley Williams was an APEX sponsored MP and proudly boasted that it was ‘the most moderate and anti-communist’ union. The Grunwick workers followed the advice that they had been given and joined APEX. Despite APEX’s right-leaning bent, support for the Grunwick workers was mobilised and became substantial. One TGWU activist involved with drumming up support was Jack Dromey aka Mr Harriet Harman. The picket lines became very violent indeed, but it was police violence rather than violence from the pickets. The infamous Metropolitan Police Special Patrol Group were employed to police the dispute, which won’t have been a coincidence because the SPG really enjoyed violently assaulting ethnic minorities. The SPG managed to murder someone in 1979, Blair Peach, a New Zealand teacher who was on an anti-NF march. A member of the SPG clobbered him over the head with a truncheon and killed him, but the culprit was never identified – the SPG routinely covered their faces and removed their numbers from their uniforms -and no-one was ever held to account. Blair Peach wasn’t even black either.

The Grunwick dispute withered away when James Callaghan’s Gov’t agreed to commission an Inquiry by Lord Scarman. The boss of Grunwick George Ward belligerently stated that he didn’t care what Scarman’s Inquiry recommended, he would only obey orders from the Courts. The Grunwick workers had been treated appallingly, had lost their jobs and undoubtedly had a very genuine case. It was observed at the time that white British workers would never have been expected to work in the conditions in which the Grunwick women did. However at the mention of an Inquiry by Lord Scarman, the General Secretary of APEX – Roy Grantham – called off the pickets, saying that APEX would wait for Scarman’s recommendations and abide by them. Scarman recommended that there should be union recognition at Grunwick and that the sacked workers should be reinstated. George Ward – who was backed by the Freedom Association and the Conservative Party – told Scarman to take a running jump. There would be no union recognition and the sacked workers would not be reinstated. An appeal to the Lords backed up George Ward. In Nov 1977 one of the Grunwick workers went on hunger strike outside the TUC HQ. APEX suspended her union membership as a result. The others unions sold the Grunwick workers down the river as well. Grunwick is now acknowledged as having been the point at which unions lost their power. A pity that Uncle Ifor’s mates – as well as Jack Dromey and Len Murray, the General Secretary of the TUC – weren’t prepared to fight for some female immigrants who were being exploited in a way which would never have been tolerated if it had been happening to white, British born, male workers. Shirl lost her seat in 1979, but later joined Dr Death in the SDP and ended up in the Lords anyway.

 

Huw’s Uncle Ifor was also Chair of the Council at Swansea University.

Now that I’ve supplied a bit of background info on Huw’s highly respected Uncle Ifor and his mates, I’ll return to Huw’s entry into politics.

After graduation, Huw worked in local authorities and leisure management. Huw also worked for the private sector and taught at Swansea University. Whether Uncle Ifor was on the interview panel for that Swansea appointment I do not know.

Huw started sniffing around for a Westminster seat at about the time of the publication of the Waterhouse Report. He stood as the Labour candidate for Brecon and Radnor in 2001 but came behind both the Lib Dems and the Tories. Then in 2002, after the death of Sir Ray Powell, Huw was elected as MP for Ogmore.

So who was Sir Ray Powell, Janice Gregory’s dad?

Ray Powell was elected in 1979 and unlike Uncle Ifor and co was pro-devolution. Ray attacked Neil Kinnock and Leo Abse for their ‘rabble rousing egotistical behaviour’. However Ray changed his mind about devolution in the 90s – because he really hated Ron Davies and Ron Davies was the main standard bearer for devolution.  Ron Davies really hated Powell in return – Ron had unsuccessfully tried to have Powell removed from the Whip’s office. Ray Powell must have had the last laugh, because although Ron Davies won the devolution argument, in 1998 just before he was about to be officially appointed First Minister, Ron was caught up in an intriguing incident on Clapham Common as described in my post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’. The official story line – as formulated by Alastair Campbell – was that Ron had a ‘moment of madness’ and was mugged whilst doing nothing in particular on Clapham Common. Blair’s autobiography ‘A Journey’ effectively admits that this was a complete cock and bull story. Blair doesn’t admit what really did happen involving Ron Davies on Clapham Common, but the facts are that Ron Davies met a black gay prostitute going under the name of Boogie who somehow made off with Ron’s car, wallet, House of Commons pass and I think some or most of his clothes, after holding Ron up at knifepoint. Ron himself has never been able to explain what went on. Blair simply states in his book that things got very difficult because shortly after Boogie left Ron high and dry, Nick Brown the Agriculture Minister was also caught up in a scandal involving a rent boy, but Alastair came to the rescue once more and the story was repackaged as a good news story about Nick Brown coming out as gay.

Nick Brown has been the MP for Newcastle-Upon-Tyne East since 1983. He has served three terms as a Labour Chief Whip, 1997-98, 2008-10 and 2016-the present. Nick Brown originally moved to Newcastle  in 1978 when he took up the post of legal advisor to the Northern Region of the GMBATV (now the GMB). The General Secretary of the GMBATV at the time was David Basnett, who in 1978 was also President of the TUC. That union has a very high number of members who work in social care, the NHS, the ambulance service and local authorities. David Basnett took early retirement in 1986. Just at the time when Alison Taylor, Mary Wynch and I began writing to the authorities regarding the serious criminal activities in north Wales. I have previously speculated that the Cleveland Child Abuse Scandal which occurred in the first half of 1987 served as a useful distraction with regard to what was happening in north Wales and it also detracted from the fact that children were being abused by people paid to care for them. David Basnett was given a peerage in 1987. My post ‘The Newcastle-Upon-Tyne Connection?’ details links between people working in mental health in north Wales and people employed in medicine and mental health in Newcastle.

 

Ray Powell seems to have been a very robust man who didn’t mince his words. He called Nicholas Edwardes aka Lord Crickhowell – the man who planned and then became very rich as a result of the scam that was the development of Cardiff Bay (see post ‘Corruption Bay Special’) – ‘Nick the Ripper, the industrial rapist of Wales’. He was even ruder about Thatcher during the Falklands conflict and told her that she had blood on her hands. He refused to share a platform with Jin Callaghan on the grounds that he’d ‘ratted on Michael Foot’ in 1983 by opposing unilateralism. Ray Powell vigorously opposed Sunday trading, but freely admitted that wasn’t because of religious objections, it was because he was sponsored by the shop workers’ union USDAW and they told him to oppose it.

Ray was a Labour Whip between 1983-95 and one of his achievements was to refuse Ken Livingstone a desk for more than a year after Ken arrived in the Commons in 1987. Although Ray Powell had a reputation as an effective and formidable Whip himself, he later denounced the Whips office as ‘the Gestapo’ after he ended up on a hit list for refusing to vote to lower the age of consent for homosexual activities. Ray might have held out against that, but he never mentioned the matter of the abuse of children in care in Wales at all – although he was in the Commons throughout the years of the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal, the police investigations, the Jillings Inquiry, the Waterhouse Inquiry, the deaths of witnesses…Ray was also the honorary Secretary of the Welsh Parliamentary Labour Party, 1982-92.

One cause that Ray Powell did take up was that of grandparents’ rights. He became interested in this after he was approached by two constituents who had brought up their granddaughter whose parents were both drug addicts and had been unable to look after her. The little girl had lived with her grandparents for years and didn’t know her birth parents – Powell was horrified to learn that the social services were nonetheless able to remove her from her grandparents’ care and give her to her birth parents. Obviously Powell had no such concerns about social workers removing children from their birth parents and handing them over to a gang of paedophiles who then trafficked them to London to provide sexual services for some of Powell’s colleagues.

Ray Powell could make headway in the most unlikeliest of circumstances. In 1983 the Tory Gov’ts cap on spending resulted in problems with the building of phase two of the hospital in Bridgend in Powell’s constituency. Ray Powell took up the case with the paedophiles’ friend Wyn Roberts at the Welsh Office. Wyn Roberts was obliged to make special arrangements for the funding of the hospital and Ray was delighted to be able to tell his constituents that they would be getting the first rate hospital that they deserved. But Wyn Roberts found himself doing a few other remarkable things to help Welsh causes after he or his colleagues in the Welsh Office had received a visit from someone in a position to remind them that a vicious paedophile gang was operating in north Wales and that the Welsh Office knew all about it (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’).

Ray Powell was big mates with another south Wales MP, Llew Smith. Smith was MP for Blaenau Gwent, 1992-05 – he inherited the seat from Michael Foot. Llew was also elected as the member of the European Parliament for South Wales East in 1984. He stood down in 1994 – and made way for one Glenys Kinnock!

On the eve of the 1997 General Election Ray Powell told an interesting tale about two of his Blairite colleagues. He alleged that Mandelson and Ron Davies offered him a peerage if he gave up his sat in the Commons for Alan Howarth, the Conservative who had crossed the floor to join the Labour Party.

Howarth had an interesting background for a defector to the Labour Party. He had worked in the Conservative Party Chairman’s Office in Conservative Central Office under Willie Whitelaw – the Willie who had his arm twisted by the paedophiles’ friends in order to get him to agree to establish a Welsh language TV channel (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’).

Howarth had been Director of the Conservative Research Department – when Matthew Parris worked there, Parris claimed that Dept employed a senior member of staff who went out and around London on buses in search of young men. The Dept also arranged summer holidays on the continent for staff at a destination known as the Villa of Shame, in which ‘willing boys’ were supplied.

Alan Howarth had been the Conservative Party Vice-Chairman and had also founded the Thatcherite No Turning Back Group.

He defected to the Labour Party in 1995. The year that Sir Peter Morrison, Thatcher’s aide and he Conservative Deputy Party Chairman – who was known to be abusing boys in care in north Wales – was found dead in his house having ‘fallen down the stairs’. The year in which the Jillings investigation was nearing completion – which resulted in the report that was famously pulped and released to no-one, on the advice of the County Council’s insurers’ QC, Michael Beloff (see post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake’). Michael Beloff is a friend of Tony and Cherie and visited them at Chequers. The insurance company involved – Zurich –  also insured a number of police forces, including I think the North Wales Police. Michael Beloff’s dad Lord Max Beloff praised a book written by Ioan Bowen Rees Jones and recommended it as ‘essential reading’. Bowen Rees was Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council whilst the paedophile gang raged within the Council’s children’s homes and whilst mental health patients were threatened, harassed and left destitute and to die by psychiatric social workers employed by the Council. Under Ioan’s leadership, Gwynedd County Council employed a corrupt County Secretary and a corrupt lawyer who framed people who complained about the Social Services (see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’).

 

What would a long standing hard right Thatcherite like Howarth want with New Labour and what would they want with him?

Ray Powell refused to be bribed with a peerage but Howarth did find a safe Labour seat for which to stand at the 1997 General Election. Howarth was elected for the seat of Newport East. He succeeded Roy Evans, who had been an officer of the TGWU, 1959-66, a Councillor on Coventry City Council and the Secretary of Coventry City Labour Party from 1962. He was elected as MP for Newport East in 1966. Roy decided to retire at the 1997 General Election. He accepted a peerage upon his retirement.

Howarth was dropped from the Gov’t at the 2001 General Election – once the Waterhouse Report was done and dusted – and stood down from the Commons in the 2005 General Election. Whereupon he received a peerage.

Alan Howarth and his partner Baroness Patricia Hollis are one of the few couples who both hold peerages in their own right. I’m not quite sure how Patricia Hollis managed to pick up her peerage – she did write an award winning biography of Jennie Lee, Nye Bevan’s wife, but that’s hardly a reason to dish out a seat in the Lords and anyway Hollis didn’t write the Jennie Lee biography until 1998, eight years after she was given a peerage. Hollis was an historian at the University of East Anglia, 1967-90. She contested Great Yarmouth for the Labour Party in Feb 1974, Oct 1974 and in 1979. Hollis was a Councillor on Norwich City Council, 1968-91 and was leader of the Council, 1983-88. She was a member of the Press Council, 1988-90. If anyone knows how a not very well known historian from UEA who sat on Norwich City Council managed to persuade someone to give her a peerage, please do let me know.

Once in the Lords, Hollis was Parliamentary Under-Secretary of State in the DWP, 1997-05. She was made a Privy Councillor in 1999 and then became Deputy Lieutenant of Norfolk.

Alan Howarth and Patricia Hollis have come under fire for both claiming expenses for transporting themselves to and fro between their homes and the House of Lords, although they live next door to each other.

 

Once Huw Irranca-Davies had been elected as MP for Ogmore, he was appointed as PPS to Jane Kennedy, who was Minister of State in the N Ireland Office. Now Jane is certainly someone whom it is worth providing a bit of detail about.

Jane Kennedy graduated in Chemistry from the University of Liverpool and then worked in social care for Liverpool City Council, 1979-88. So Jane will know all about the abuse and neglect of children in care and other service users then. Children in care from Liverpool were sent on placement to north Wales. A lot of patients with drug problems from Liverpool also mysteriously found their way to north Wales, specifically to Dr Dafydd Alun Jones’s door. After doing her bit with the service users, Jane Kennedy became an organiser for the trade union NUPE – that was one of the trade unions who represented people who worked in social care, including those who had abused the people whom they were paid to care for (see post ‘A Very COHSE Relationship With Some Very Nasty People’). A union merger involving NUPE led to the formation of UNISON. Kennedy was also active in the Labour Party in Liverpool and was one of those who was credited with ridding the Liverpool Labour Party of Militant. So Jane Kennedy was another of Neil Kinnock’s foot soldiers then. In 1992 Kennedy was elected MP for Liverpool Broadgreen, after the sitting MP Terry Fields was deselected as a result of his links with Militant.

Kennedy was a member of the Social Security Select Committee, 1992-94 and in 1995 was appointed a Labour Whip. Between 1997-98 she was Assistant Gov’t Whip and then Gov’t Whip until 1999. Ah well the Waterhouse Inquiry was underway by then and Jane will have known where the bodies were buried. In 1997 Kennedy’s constituency was abolished, but she managed to get herself elected as MP for Liverpool Wavertree, so business continued as usual.

In 1999 Jane landed her first ministerial position – in the Lord Chancellor Derry Irvine’s dept, where she remained until 2001.

Jane then became Minister of State at the N Ireland office, which is when Huw Irranca-Davies worked as her bag carrier. Jane was responsible for security and the justice system in N Ireland! After the suspension of the N Ireland Assembly in Oct 2002, Kennedy was given responsibility for education and employment in N Ireland.

In 2003 Jane joined many other paedophiles’ friends as a Privy Councillor.

In 2004 Kennedy was transferred to the DWP as Minister of State, then after the 2005 General Election to the Dept of Health, where she was Minister of State once more, under Secretary of State the paedophiles’ friend Patricia Hewitt.

Jane left the Gov’t in May 2006. Journalists reported that she had been sacked but Jane maintained that she had resigned on principle as a result of her concern at the effect that Gov’t policies were having on the NHS. At the time Blair was stamping on whisteblowers and stuffing Top Doctors mouths with gold whilst concealing the neglect and abuse of patients which Jane will have known about for years. So what could Jane have been concerned about all of a sudden? It remains a mystery. Three years later in May 2009 when Jane announced that she would soon be standing down as an MP, Jane told the Liverpool Echo that she had thought about resigning from Parliament in 2006 when Sir David Henshaw was appointed Chair of the North West Strategic Health Authority. Jane told yet other people that she resigned in 2006 because of the damage that the Gov’ts NHS policies were inflicting on Alder Hey Children’s Hospital. This was the Alder Hey which years previously was the centre of a scandal when it was revealed that the organs of dead children had been retained without their parents’ knowledge let alone consent and that some of the organs had turned up in the garage of one of the Top Doctors. That had obviously all been OK with Jane.

Why might Jane have objected to the arrival of Sir David Henshaw so strongly? I’m not entirely sure, but Sir David Henshaw has the best CV that I have ever seen in terms of being associated with facilitators of serious crime. Here are the highlights:

BA at Sheffield City Polytechnic 1969-73, followed by an MA at the University of Birmingham, 1973-74.

Clerk, Merseyside Police Authority, 1989-01; Chief Exec, Knowsley Borough Council, 1989-99; Chief Exec of Liverpool City Council, 1999-06; Chair, North West Strategic Health Authority, 2006-11; Chair, Alder Hey Children’s Hospital, 2011-present day; Chair, University Hospitals of  Morecombe Bay NHS Trust, 2012-13; Interim Chair, Dorset Health Care University Foundation Trust, 2013-14; Interim Chair, St George’s University Hospital NHS Foundation, March 2016-present day; Chair, National Museums Liverpool, 2017-present day. Henshaw has also a non-executive Director of the National Offender Management Board; an advisor to the DWP, 2006-07; an advisor to the PM’s Delivery Unit. He carried out an Independent Review of Child Support Policy and the CSA in the UK and was an External Advisor on Public Service Reform to the Political Oversight Group for the States of Jersey.

Even a brief glimpse at the internet suggests that controversy follows David wherever he goes. A blog dedicated to exposing skulduggery in Liverpool maintains that after Sir David departed as Chief Exec of the Council he picked up a pension pay off of £240k – the blog also alleged that Sir David played around with his date of departure with a view to ensuring that the Council footed the bill for his pension. The same blog revealed that for his part-time job advising the CSA, Sir David was paid £340k a year. The enterprising blogger has posted up a nice photo of a young Sir David in the company of a young Jack Straw taken in the 1970s.

The website of St George’s University Hospital NHS Foundation Trust recently revealed that Chairman Sir David Henshaw  welcomed the appointment of Paula Vasco-Knight as the new acting Chief Exec. Paula Vasco-Knight featured on this blog last year. She is the former Chief Exec of an NHS Trust in Devon who narrowly avoided a prison sentence after it was revealed that she had played fast and loose with the Trust’s money. A number of Vasco-Knight’s close friends and relatives had also been appointed to jobs connected with the Trust. Whilst this was happening, local services were slashed, there was a protest march by the general public and there had been a number of deaths of mental health patients. An Angel who blew the whistle on the wrongdoing was sacked by Vasco-Knight. For the Vasco-Knight story in full, see post ‘NHS Chief Executive Collapses In Court After Being Spared Jail’.

Sir David Henshaw is either a secret agent who has been sent to spy on the biggest crooks in the UK welfare state or he needs to be arrested immediately.

A further twist in the story behind Jane Kennedy’s resignation from the Dept of Health was suggested by a May 2006 BBC News report, which quoted people loyal to Blair maintaining that recent events indicated that there was a plot to get him – Kennedy’s resignation was reported in the same news report.

Who could ever tell what the motive behind Jane’s resignation was, among this collection of deceitful, duplicitous, double-dealers whose only desire was of course To Serve.

Not that Jane’s resignation held her back for long. Under Gordon Brown, she was appointed Financial Secretary to the Treasury, 2007-08. She took on the responsibilities of Dawn Primarolo SP, the Paymaster General. Dawn was another Strong Woman who managed to throw a few principles overboard in order to bag a place in Gov’t.

In Oct 2008 Gordon appointed Jane Minister of State in DEFRA. In 2009 Jane resigned from the Gov’t again and returned to the backbenches, because according to Jane, Gordon was a bastard who didn’t know how to Lead. Jane subsequently announced that she would be standing down from her seat at the 2010 General Election, because she was ‘tired’ and needed a bit of time for herself. An interview with Jane in the Liverpool Echo reported Jane as saying that she wanted to learn to speak French and to train her recently acquired Belgian Shepherd puppy with a view to entering the pup in competitions. In the same interview Jane described Gordon as a Mafia boss who didn’t actually pull the trigger himself but knew who was going to drop next. Jane presumably knew how Mafia bosses operate.

The Belgian Shepherd pup obviously left Jane with time on her hands however, because a huge row soon erupted when it was revealed that the person selected as the Labour Parliamentary candidate to fight Jane’s seat at the 2010 General Election, a Luciana Berger, had stayed at Jane Kennedy’s house for a period before she had been selected. Jane Kennedy shared her house with Peter Downing, the local Labour Party’s election agent who was responsible for running the selection process. Downing had run the whole process and had received the completed ballot papers at his and Jane’s home address. The address at which Luciana had been kipping for a while before she won the selection. In the run up to the General Election, it was  alleged that Berger had been parachuted into Liverpool Wavertree by Labour Party HQ. Luciana Berger was part of an All Women Shortlist which had been imposed on the local party. As the allegations flew, Luciana herself stated that she wished that she had been selected via an open process and that she knew that people were  saying that she did not deserve to win. Did Luciana withdraw and have another go elsewhere in an open selection process? No. Luciana was elected as the Labour MP for Liverpool Wavertree at the 2010 General Election.

As for Jane – that dog of hers is obviously a genius and the easiest dog in the world to train for competitions, because after learning French and training the dog, Jane stood for election as the Labour candidate for the Merseyside Police and Crime Commissioner. She was elected as Commissioner in 2012 and remains in that post.

In May 2016 just after she was re-elected as Police and Crime Commissioner, Jane gave an interview to the Liverpool Echo regarding the huge problem of serious organised crime on Merseyside and explained that this is why the budget mustn’t be Cut. It’s also why people who have spent their lives since graduation ignoring serious crime in the welfare services shouldn’t be elected to Parliament or indeed as Police and Crime Commissioners.

 

Note to Neil Kinnock: Neil – I know that Derek Hatton was a pain in the bum, but did you really have to get rid of him and his friends by filling up the Labour Party with equally dreadful people who concealed criminal activities in the NHS and social care system? Would it have not been more sensible to have come clean about it, admitted that folk in your own Party were involved with organised child sexual abuse and associated wrongdoing as well and had the whole lot of them arrested? Witnesses were killed Kinnock – as was Michael Carr who did his best to help you. I know that you and Glenys have enjoyed the largesse of a very deep trough for many years now, as have your offspring, but Stephen and Rachel are a bit dim as well and probably will make as little contribution to the planet as you and Glenys have. Rachel’s place in Ed Miliband’s Top Team didn’t result in anything too positive for the Labour Party did it?

 

It’s worth saying a few things here about Jane Kennedy’s successor, Luciana.

Luciana seems to be another descendant of a famous Labour dynasty who have sold out – she is the great niece of Manny Shinwell, who was part of Attlee’s Gov’t. Luciana’s mum was a counsellor in a palliative care unit, so probably turned a blind eye to a few dangerous doctors and quite a bit of patient harm. Luciana went to the University of Birmingham and then to Birkbeck (University of London). She was a member of the NEC of the NUS but resigned in 2005 over the alleged anti-Semitic conduct of other members. Luciana spent three years as Director of the Labour Friends of Israel, but resigned just before the 2010 General Election. Jane Kennedy was Chair of the Labour Friends of Israel, 1997-98 and again between 2000-07. Luciana was also a committee member of the London Jewish Forum – a body which helps Jewish people get on in London life – but stepped down before she became an MP.

Before becoming an MP Berger worked for the CRE, for management consultancy Accenture and for the NHS Confederation! You weren’t really among the dispossessed were you Luciana. It also become known that prior to the row over her selection as the candidate for Wavertree Luciana had been selected to represent a safe Labour ward in Camden Council. She offered to relinquish her Camden candidacy, but the Labour Party wouldn’t agree to that until they’d settled (or should I say fixed?) the selection for Wavertree.

Luciana ran into trouble in Oct 2010 when she appeared in a Radio Five Live show with Kelvin MacKenzie, who is probably the most hated person on Merseyside – with good reason. Luciana’s excuse in the face of the outrage was that she didn’t know that MacKenzie was going to be appearing.

Luciana ran into trouble yet again in Sept 2011 when the Jewish Chronicle reported that she had come under fire from the Jewish community in Liverpool for not using her position as an MP to defend Israel for the sake of her career development. In 16 months Luciana had not managed to mention Israel in the Commons.  Well why would she, she’s bagged her seat now.

In the run up to the 2011 Budget, Luciana contributed to Left Foot Forward. That’s the blog run by Will Straw, Jack’s son, who’s also on the hunt for a safe Labour seat. Jack is part of a dance troupe who call themselves The Nutters, who as part of their routine black up.

In 2014 Luciana was appointed by Jeremy Corbyn as Shadow Minister for Public Health and in 2015 became Shadow Minister for Mental Health – Luciana stressed that the Tories haven’t got one of them. She wasn’t up to much though, she spouted the usual banal rubbish about service users and stigma.

In 2015 Luciana unsuccessfully applied for selection as the Labour candidate for the Metro Mayor of Liverpool.

In 2016 Luciana resigned from the Shadow Cabinet because Jeremy’s rubbish. Presumably she’ll now have time to do other things – perhaps she could black up and join Will Straw in The Nutters.

Luciana has certainly had her own cross to bear. She has been one of the leaders of the debate concerning the trauma of MPs receiving abuse on social media. Luciana has gone public on just how many anti-Semitic tweets she has received. She is so frightened that she has reported the matter to the police repeatedly. It’s really rough being an MP – Jess Phillips had to fit extra security measures to her house and tweet photos of herself doing so because meatheads were sending her insulting tweets and yesterday former TV presenter, barrister and Strong Woman Anna Soubry was on Radio 4 accusing the Torygraph of putting her life at risk because they ran a headline referring to ‘The Brexit Mutineers’. Anna explained that after that headline was published, she received death threats on twitter and the connection was obvious – mutineers are, well mutineers, they mutinied and killed people. I saw a little boy dressed up in a Pirate’s outfit the other day. I tell you, I was terrified. However because I am not an MP I wasn’t give media time to tell everyone how frightened I was.

 

Between June 2005-May 2006 Huw Irranca-Davies was PPS to none other than paedophiles’ friend and Blair’s biggest fan Tessa Jowell at the Dept of Culture, Media and Sport. Tessa who had worked as a child care officer in Lambeth when the kids were attacked by paedophiles and were also sent to north Wales children’s homes where they were yet again attacked by paedophiles whilst Lambeth Borough Council ignored it all; Tessa who had been a psychiatric social worker at the Maudsley which was concealing the abuse of children and mental health patients – and where Dafydd had worked and had connections; Tessa who was Deputy Director of MIND whilst MIND had links with PIE and held a conference which included a session on paedophiles’ rights and concealed the wrongdoing of Dafydd et al in north Wales. For more details of Tessa’s previous see post ‘Tower Hamlets, Paul Boateng and Tessa Jowell’.  By the time that Huw was bag carrier for Tessa, Tessa’s husband David Mills was doing favours for Blair’s mate Silvio Berlusconi which would have landed Mills in prison had he not maxed out the Italian appeals system and then exploited a legal loophole (see post ‘The London Connection’).

Huw was also PPS to an unidentified Minister at the DWP – I suspect that it was Jane Kennedy.

Between June 2007-October 2008 Irranca-Davies was Parliamentary Under-Secretary of State for Wales. The NHS is devolved but I’m sure that Huw will have heard about the chaos in the NHS in north Wales and who knows Huw might even have known that by then the brother-in-law of Blair’s Director of Operations John McTernan had made off with my computer.

Huw moved on to work as an Environment Minister in DEFRA – presumably alongside Jane Kennedy when she was there. After Gordon Brown lost the election, Huw became Minister for Energy in the Shadow Cabinet.

Huw was certainly a busy man whilst he was in Westminster. He tells us that he was involved in many All Party Groups, including those for Citizens Advice, Coalfield Communities, Universities and Children in Wales! Huw was co-chair for the Patient and Public Involvement in Health and Social Care Group. So Huw will know a great deal about many of the horrors discussed on this blog – and he’ll be well aware of what a travesty ‘service user involvement’ is.

Unlike so many of those who are now Ready To Serve, Huw hasn’t tried to shaft Jeremy Corbyn – in fact Huw nominated Jezza as a candidate in the Labour leadership election in 2015.

It was in 2015 when after all those years of the National Assembly awaiting him that Huw finally heard the call of Cardiff Bay  and realised that was where his heart lay – after all, at that time everybody was maintaining that Jeremy was never going to lead the Labour Party to victory and why would Huw want to waste his time in opposition in Westminster when there’s a Labour Gov’t in Wales? Huw’s opportunity soon arose when Ray Powell’s daughter Janice Gregory stood down as the AM for Ogmore. Did Janice pack the sort of punch that her dad did? Not really.

The Western Mail declared Janice to be a ‘well below par performer’ during the 2003-07 Assembly term. But Janice seems to have been a well below par performer before that – after her dad died there was even speculation that she might not be reselected. But she was and because she had a safe seat she was able to continue performing well below par in the National Assembly for many more years, until someone decided that Huw needed a helping hand.

How did Janice get into a position in which she was able to pursue a career performing well below par? Well from 1991 Janice worked as political secretary for her dad. That was the year of the Great Stuffing Over of me and a number of my friends who knew what had happened to me at the hands of Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends – the year in which there was an attempt to frame me for a serious crime, with which St George’s Hospital Medical School was complicit (see post ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London’), the year in which two of my friends who worked in the media had their careers ruined….

As a result of working for her dad, Janice will have been party to a great deal of information – including information about the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. Janice was also active in the local constituency Labour Party, was of course wimmin’s officer for the Party and Chair of Ogmore Wimmin’s Forum. Janice’s wiki mentions that ‘several other family members were active in Labour politics’. Yes I bet that family ran fucking Ogmore.

Janice was elected to the Assembly in 1999 as part of the first cohort of AMs and was appointed Labour Group Whip! But Janice soon had a hissy fit and resigned the Whip in Feb 2000 – which was the month that the Waterhouse Report was published! Janice didn’t resign as a result of that – or at least she didn’t say that she did. Janice resigned in Feb 2000 because in Feb 2000 Blair’s mate Alun Michael resigned as First Minister! But then the only person who had wanted Alun Michael to be FM anyway was Blair. Janice resigned the Whip along with unidentified others on the grounds that Andrew Davies AM had plotted to remove Alun Michael. Janice, I think that Alun Michael might have resigned for some other reason.

However Andrew Davies is someone who it’s worth writing a few lines about. Between 2002-07 Andrew Davies was Minister for Enterprise, Innovation and Networks. At the time Andrew had been doing a lot of networking himself with that other great networker Meri Huws aka the Crack of Doom (see post ‘Let Me Enlighten Lord Gnome…’) and they had an affair. It all kicked off at the National Eisteddfod and it even made the Western Mail. Such things shouldn’t actually matter, but what with Meri being Meri, allegations swirled that Meri was shagging Davies in order to land her next Gov’t job. The rumours wouldn’t go away and on one occasion Davies even felt obliged to joke to a group of Daily Post reporters that he hadn’t got Meri her job – Meri had just been appointed to yet another position that everyone knew that she should not have been, I think it was a position on the Welsh Language Board. Andrew Davies later became Minister for Social Justice and Public Service Delivery – that went well didn’t it – and then in July 2007 Davies was appointed Minister for Finance and Public Service Delivery. Davies subsequently had a serious heart problem and stood down from the Assembly. He is now a Professor at Swansea University – he had been the AM for Swansea West and was a graduate of Swansea University.

Janice did not only get angry with Meri’s bedfellow. Janice had been very cross with Ron Davies as well and called on him to resign when it was revealed that he had applied for jobs outside politics without informing the Labour leadership. I don’t think that Ron was going to take any notice, he tried to make a comeback after that business with Boogie on Clapham Common and still persisted after he was caught ‘looking for badgers’ at a well-known cruising and dogging spot a few years later. Ron is now a member of Caerphilly County Council and his ex-wife Christina Rees has been Labour MP for Neath since 2015. Not only that, but in Feb 2017 Jezza appointed Christina as Shadow Secretary of State for Wales!  Christina is a barrister who was married for many years to a man who did some very interesting things, but Christina’s wiki entry is surprisingly brief, concentrating on her time as head girl at school and her love of sports.

Janice was the Chair of the Assembly’s Social Justice and Regeneration Committee. Ah well it had been acknowledged that she was a well below par performer – although how the Western Mail managed to identify her among all the other well below par performers I do not know.

The man whom Janice made way for, Huw Irranca-Davies, has been busy writing articles for the web. He really churns them out. One of his articles received pride of place on the World Wildlife Fund site. Huw wrote another article regarding the necessity of killing Muntjac deer. Obviously that wasn’t one of the articles that Huw wrote for the WWF.

Some years ago the Western Mail announced that Huw was Wales’s sexiest man. I really had never noticed. Interestingly enough, the Daily Post Online made a very similar comment about Ken Skates AM the other day. Ken Skates is someone else who knows nuzzing about a paedophile gang that operated on his doorstep.

Ken Skates and Huw Irranca-Davies both consistently tell the journalists who write silly flattering profiles of them that they have no interest at all in becoming First Minister. They are of course just Ready To Serve.

Carwyn’s going to find himself sleeping with the fishes at this rate.

 

As for other news – the media in Wales are running reports about huge drugs raids by the police across north and mid-Wales last night. Numerous people have been arrested in a major operation involving the North Wales Police as well as police from Liverpool and Manchester. The news reports are claiming that a few Mr Bigs have been arrested. Oh well, that will have interrupted the supplies to the CAIS peer support workers who are busy distributing the goodies across north Wales – who knows a few CAIS peer support workers might now be in the cells. Dafydd and Lucille will need to recruit some more to replace those that have been taken out of circulation. I look forward to seeing adverts for CAIS volunteers over the next few weeks. Perhaps Jane Kennedy the Merseyside Police and Crime Commissioner could comment on why drug dealing has flourished in Liverpool since she was elected in 2012. No doubt north Wales’s very own Arfon Jones the paedophiles’ friend will appear in the Daily Post within days with a few words of wisdom.

Daily Post Online reported that some public spirited students from Glyndwr University have held a Pyjama Party to raise money to enable them to help homeless and vulnerable people on Merseyside who are going without basics. Well as Sir David Henshaw cleaned Liverpool City Council out with his golden goodbye, Liverpool won’t have any money left for people in need, so it’ll be down to students to plug the gap.

The Menai Science Park on Anglesey is now gearing up for business and has named the first businesses who have agreed to locate themselves in the Science Park. The Director of the Science Park is none other than the former leader of Plaid, former Deputy First Minister of Wales, former AM for Ynys Mon, a solicitor who managed to ignore the abuse of children in care and the abuse of mental health patients although it was happening in front of him for decades, Ieuan Wyn Jones. Ieuan had another go at being a politician a few months ago but no-one voted for him so he’s making do with being the Director of the flagship science park. The Science Park is in partnership with Bangor University which has just won an award for being a ‘sustainable university’. I’m not quite sure how sustainable parts of Bangor University are – some people who work there are great, but there’s certainly a major problem with those bits of the University which are associated with the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board. Daily Post Online also ran a feature on the cancer research team at the University. I don’t know any members of that team, but I couldn’t help noticing that their work is funded by Cancer Research UK, an organisation now led by the crooks that I witnessed in action in the late 1980s (see post ‘A Cause Close To Our Hearts’) and goes under the umbrella of North West Cancer, an organisation which has been recently questioned by some political bloggers in Wales.

Today has been Budget Day. I’ve been too busy working on this post to listen to the details of Spreadsheet Phil’s miracle, but I did overhear a few headlines at lunchtime. Phil is rolling out classes in basic maths – which I think is a good idea, because it might stop innumerate politicians misunderstanding the propaganda of Top Doctors and Angels. I do hope that Phil is going to send the nation’s judges to the arithmetic lessons as well, because perhaps then innocent people will not be jailed for murder because the likes of Sir Roy Meadow have chosen to make up ludicrous statistics in their capacity as expert witnesses. However I fear that Spreadsheet Phil’s maths lessons are somewhat belated – he has given many more millions to the NHS and I heard him making comments about those nurses who look after us all. Like the nurses who looked after Michael Carr at Walton Hospital presumably. Some of them will still be on the loose in the NHS.

The stream of revelations about sexual harassment in high places continues. There was an item on the Today programme this morning concerning ‘unwanted hugs’. I’ll tell you where one finds unwanted hugs – service user groups for wimmin. I gave up frequenting such events many years ago because of – as well as all the other fuckwittery – the very worrying manner in which female service users were constantly implored to hug and cuddle each other because it was considered to be of therapeutic benefit for some unexplained reason. Some of these service users were women who had been sexually assaulted, sometimes whilst in the care system. Wimmin who did not wish to participate in the hugging and cuddling were identified as ‘having problems’. I cannot think of a better way of rendering women who might have good reason not to want to be groped vulnerable to groping than telling them that there’s something wrong with them if they refuse unwanted physical contact and package that contact as being therapeutic. A few years ago I carried out an experiment. I had heard worrying anecdotes about a wimmins group for service users in north east Wales called KIM – this is an acronym for the truly vomit-inducing full name of ‘Kindness In Mind’. So some four years ago I popped along to a meeting of KIM. I had never witnessed so much hugging in one place in one morning. Lest readers dismiss me as a crusty old cow who doesn’t understand friendship, the hugging was not just going on between good friends. At least four people tried to hug me and they’d never clapped eyes on me before. Furthermore, the hugging was indeed being encouraged by the rather questionable group ‘leaders’. KIM’s client group is wimmin who have mental health problems – particularly problems that have arisen from sexual abuse. But who’s going to see the harm in pathological hugging when no-one even investigated after five patients made statements saying that they’d had a sexual relationship with Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and whilst he was co-habiting with two female patients at once?

The meeting at KIM was advertised as an activity session. The activity in question was making a plasticine pig. A pink one of course, because after all the group was for wimmin. Someone who described herself as a ceramic artist – I foolishly thought that we might get Wrexham’s answer to Grayson Perry – arrived and spent a whole hour showing a roomful of grown wimmin how to make a plasticine pig ‘to hang on your handbag’. The pigs weren’t even fired in an oven or painted, probably because that would have been far too dangerous for wimmin service users to undertake. I have heard that male service users have complained that KIM is discriminatory because they only offer a service to wimmin. I told one man that he really wasn’t missing anything by not making a plasticine pig for his handbag and I theorised that no-one would dare offer such nonsense to a group of men. In return he told me how he had been invited to an occupational therapy session at the Hergest Unit, run not by the occupational therapist – who was actually very good – but by a nursing assistant, where he was told to draw ‘the tree of life’. He had no idea what that was, so he asked the nursing assistant – again – what he was supposed to do. Once more he was told to draw the tree of life, only this time the nursing assistant shouted at him to draw the tree of life. He left the room, none the wiser. So if you’re a woman it’s plasticine pigs and if you’re a man it’s the tree of life. If any readers happen to know what the tree of life actually is, I’d be most interested to hear.

I’m glad to say that Radio 4 has recently been promoting the therapeutic use of colouring books for people with mental health problems. Lest they become overexcited with the plasticine pigs and the tree of life. I expect that someone has done a clinical trial somewhere.

 

There are far more exciting things happening at Cardiff University than colouring in, although it could well have been their Top Doctors who carried out the clinical trial. Yesterday BBC News Wales Online reported that Cardiff’s Vice-Chancellor Professor Colin Riordan has declared himself bisexual. I’m not sure why – it’s not really anyone’s business but his own, but Prof Riordan not only felt the need to come out, but he wrote a letter to everyone in the University explaining that he was bisexual. Cardiff University was then festooned in flags and banners to show the world how positive it is about bisexual people. Colin Riordan might not know this, but a lot of people are going to be having a good laugh at his claims that Cardiff is a university which welcomes bisexual people, because of the long-standing conduct of a member of his staff, who has recently been awarded a Chair at Cardiff despite a very threadbare CV with not very many not very impressive publications and only very modest grant capture. The man in question is notorious across Wales because of his penchant for wearing a navy blue blazer which makes him look like an aspiring Tory MP and for getting drunk at events to which he is invited and then propositioning people of both genders. I and a group of friends witnessed him in action a few years ago. It was only 8pm, we were still in the post-conference restaurant not having yet finished dinner when a horrified male PhD student told us that he’d just been followed into the gents and propositioned by that ‘pompous idiot from Cardiff’.

The big world news story is of course the resignation of Robert Mugabe and the national party that Zimbabwe has thrown to celebrate. Perhaps the British Army could take a leaf out of the book of Zimbabwe and place Theresa under house arrest until she agrees to thrown in the towel.

This afternoon I heard that Ratko Mladic the Bosnian Serb Commander has been sentenced to life at The Hague for the 1990s Srebrenica massacre. I await Blair’s trial for war crimes. Or indeed for systematically surrounding himself with and then promoting to high office people who had knowledge of organised crime within the child care system and NHS.

There will be another post soon concerning others whom Blair promoted, but I need to just clear up the mess left behind from that horse’s head that I discovered in my bed earlier…

 

 

 

The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III

I’m kicking off this third post in the Tony Blair series with yet another person who was PPS to Blair, a man who was appointed PPS to Blair just as David Hanson (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part II) moved upward and onward. I am talking about Keith Hill, who was PPS to Blair from 2005 until Blair resigned in 2007.

Keith Hill was the Labour MP for Streatham, 1992-2010. So he was another one who was selected as a candidate before Blair got his hands on the controls of the Labour Party machine. In fact Hill was the Labour candidate for Blaby (Nigel Lawson’s constituency in Leicestershire) in 1979, so Hill had been around for a very long time.

Keith Hill was born and went to school in Leicester. He then went to Oxford – and after graduating completed a Diploma in Education at that hive of activity of the paedophiles’ friends whose stronghold was/is in Wales, Aberystwyth University. Hill then lectured at Leicester University and at Strathclyde University, 1969-73.

The fact that Keith Hill both taught at Leicester University and some ten years later stood for Blaby suggests that he retained links to his place of origin. Could Keith Hill have been someone else who knew about the activities of Greville Janner and his friend Frank Beck with children in care and that Leicester City Council, the Social Services and people in Leicester University were concealing child abuse?

Hill worked as a research officer for the Labour Party’s International Dept, 1974-76 and was then the political officer with the NUR (National Union of Railwaymen), which subsequently amalgamated with the NUS (National Union of Seamen) – with which John Prescott had a long association – to form the RMT (National Union of Rail, Maritime and Transport Workers) in 1990. The RMT became a very powerful union – it is a big supporter of Jeremy Corbyn – thanks to the efforts of Bob Crow, it’s General Secretary, 2002-14. Crow was loathed by many for claiming to speak for the working class whilst he drew a salary of approx. £150k pa, dined in Mayfair restaurants and went on luxury cruises. However many of those who loathed Crow were dreadful themselves and certainly didn’t live modestly – Crow’s critics included Blair, Priti Patel, Max Hastings and Richard Littlejohn. In 1997 Bob Crow briefly joined the Socialist Labour Party, which was established by his mate Arthur Scargill. Michael Mansfield – who studiously ignored anything to do with the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal, as well as other child abuse cases and worked with a number of people who had colluded with child abuse (see post ‘Workers’ Play Time’) – was also a mate of Scargills and co-founded the Socialist Labour Party. I saw Arthur Scargill speak at Bangor University about six years ago – the person who seemed to have arranged his visit to Bangor was a paedophiles’ friend (see post ‘It’s All About Protecting Children’).

In 1992 Keith Hill took the seat of Streatham from the sitting Conservative MP Sir William Shelton, who had occupied the seat since 1974. Prior to that, Shelton had been the Tory MP for Clapham.

William Shelton had been one of the key people who ensured that Thatcher became leader of the Conservative Party in 1975. Airey Neave managed Thatcher’s campaign, with Shelton as his second in command. Shelton was responsible for mobilising the right wing of the Party behind Thatcher and also sent out misinformation to the media in order to manipulate the campaign outcome. Shelton would have been good at that – before entering politics he had pursued a career in advertising and he remained in that business whilst he was an MP. He was the MD for Grosvenor Advertising in 1969, the Chairman of Washer, Fox, Coughlin and in 1983 set up Shelton Consultants. He was appointed a Director of Saracen Consultants in 1987. Shelton undertook a lot of international work and at times had been based in Colombia and Venezuela.

Shelton was politically active in south London for years. In 1964 he was President of Wandsworth Young Conservatives; he sat on the GLC representing Wandsworth in 1967; in 1968 he was Chief Whip for the Conservative majority on ILEA. Whilst he was MP for Streatham, he clashed with the leadership of Lambeth Borough Council whilst the Council was under the control of Ted Knight. That will have been when Peter Mandelson was a member of the Council, along with Paul Boateng, Linda Bellos and many other friends of this blog. Whilst Lambeth Council’s children’s homes were rife with paedophiles and when the Council were sending some of the kids in its care to north Wales – where they were abused by paedophiles. I can’t find any references to Shelton speaking out about that though – or about the abuse of children in Wandsworth or about the corruption and malpractice at St George’s Hospital Medical School which from 1980 onwards was located just down the road and covered the population of Streatham. The wrongdoing that I witnessed and experienced at St George’s and the associated mental health unit Springfield Hospital took place between 1989-91, whilst Shelton was MP. As did the bizarre behaviour of the corrupt detectives in Streatham Police Station in 1990/91 when the mental health services in north Wales perjured themselves and demanded that I be arrested (see post ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London’) – detectives which included a man who boasted about having worked for the North Wales Police and whilst he was stationed there had, with his mates in the police, beaten up and framed local young men from Bethesda and thrown them in Llyn Ogwen. He had got away with it every time thanks to his friendship with a local corrupt magistrate Geoff, who was the landlord of the Douglas Arms Hotel in Bethesda. I remember those days well – on occasions, young men were found drowned in that lake, after having ‘gone swimming whilst drunk’.

Geoff and his wife Sheila had a son who, like Aled Jones and Catrin Finch, was a bit of a child star. Geoff’s son was a very talented organist and succeeded in winning a scholarship to Eton. As with Aled and Catrin, TV programmes and media articles appeared regarding the genius that was Geoff’s son. I think that he went on to either Oxford or Cambridge and after that returned to north Wales, to St Asaph Cathedral. There was a problem at that Cathedral – in 2015 Hugh Davies, the man who had been the choirmaster and organist at St Asaph, 1985-98, was imprisoned for the possession of child porn. Even more worryingly, a former music pupil of Davies’s who had alleged that Davies had abused him whilst he was a teenager killed himself.

Sir William Shelton was also MP for Streatham when Oliver Brooke, Professor of Paediatrics at St George’s, was jailed in 1986 for the possession of huge quantities of child porn – which he had stored in offices at St George’s…

There was another notorious establishment in Shelton’s constituency – Cynthia Payne’s brothel at Ambleside Avenue. Cynthia’s brothel came to national prominence in 1978 when the police raided it and found a sex party in full swing attended by over 50 men, including a peer, a number of solicitors and a vicar. What was not published in the press was that a number of consultants from St George’s availed themselves of the services of Cynthia’s brothel – she was also known to have judges on her guest list. After the trial in 1980, Cynthia ended up in Holloway, but none of the brothel’s customers were named let alone prosecuted. The police raided Cynthia again in 1986, whilst another party was underway but at her trial in 1987 Cynthia was acquitted.

I do not mind if Cynthia held sex parties for consenting adults and I certainly don’t think that she should have been imprisoned for doing so, but the worrying thing about Cynthia’s brothel was the allegations that men with a taste for sexual activities which did not involve consenting adults were using it as a networking base. Friendships between judges, Top Doctors, solicitors, policemen etc made in the brothel could have proved very useful in the events of people being charged for sex offences.

The detectives who worked on the Oliver Brooke case were livid when Brooke was released early on appeal after the judge compared Brooke’s collection of child porn to a collection of cigarette cards. The police who had investigated Brooke maintained that he was Mr Big in a pan-European child porn ring.

Cynthia Payne was very friendly with Screaming Lord Sutch, the leader of the Official Monster Raving Loony Party and at one point Sutch shared the house/brothel at Ambleside Avenue with her. Sutch was famous for polling more votes than Dr Death’s continuing SDP in the 1990 Bootle election, but what was less well-known was that David Sutch suffered from manic-depression and at times became very ill. I think the arrangement with Cynthia was that they were looking after each other, having both been through a bad time. Sutch hung himself in 1999 after a long period of severe depression. He had been under medical care for years and was known to have been in a very bad way.  So like all those former kids in care and mental health patients in north Wales who knew the names of the guilty and the details of their crimes, it would seem that David Sutch too wasn’t given the care that he needed when he was seriously ill and WHOOPS he killed himself. And his memories will have died with him – the memories of all those people who were visiting the brothel, those doctors and judges and peers and politicians who would have had a lot to lose if ever they were to be named in say, a child abuse scandal and David Sutch recognised their names.

David Sutch hung himself just before the Waterhouse Report was published. So he was not receiving appropriate help for severe depression whilst the Waterhouse Inquiry was underway and taking evidence.

Why do I remember so much about the brothel at Ambleside Avenue? Because at the time when I was being hounded out of my job at St George’s and arrested on trumped up charges at the behest of the mental health services in north Wales, I lived in Streatham. Not a million miles away from Ambleside Avenue. No I didn’t ever pop across for a cup of tea with Cynthia and Lord Sutch, but that’s because I didn’t at the time know that St George’s and their associates had links with and were concealing the criminal activities of the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales – I only found out about that years later, when my lawyer obtained documentation from St George’s and Springfield.

I described in my post ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London’ how those esteemed experts at St George’s all agreed with Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends that I was Most Dangerous and was probably planning to murder Dafydd et al in their beds, yet Professor Nigel Eastman – one of the corrupt Top Doctors at St George’s who is a mate of Helena Kennedy (see post ‘Eve Was Framed – As Were A Lot Of Other People’) – told me that he thought that I ought to go back to live in north Wales. This was my desire as well, because I hated London and presumed that they were simply all quite mad down there and although there was also a bunch of mad, corrupt Top Doctors constantly having me arrested when I was in north Wales as well, I reckoned that if I was going to be threatened and harassed constantly I’d rather be living in nice surroundings. However I did think it a little odd that Eastman had recommended this – did he want me to murder Jones and the paedophiles in cold blood and that’s why he recommended that I go back and live on their patch?? But what if Eastman et al had been concerned about who I might meet if I remained living in Streatham? They knew that I had researched Jones and the paedophiles’ friends, they knew that I was identifying their associates and they knew that I was beginning to find out the extent of their criminal activities. Just imagine if I continued to live in Streatham and started comparing notes with Cynthia Payne or David Sutch…

It is interesting to note that at her second trial Cynthia was acquitted. In 1987. By which time, Mary Wynch, Alison Taylor and I were making a lot of noise about the criminal activities of Dafydd Alun Jones and Lucille Hughes in north Wales. The Dafydd and Lucille who were facilitating a paedophile ring in north Wales which was trafficking children to London – the Dafydd and Lucille who were on very good terms with all those Top Doctors and social workers based at St George’s.

 

I was interested to read that William Shelton was ‘a traditionalist on moral issues’, in the light of what was happening in his constituency.

Dafydd Alun Jones was a traditionalist on moral issues as well – at least when he was giving talks to the members of various Churches in north Wales (see post ‘A Serious Moral Collapse?’). Then when he’d finished his lecture he would return to base to facilitate a paedophile gang, sexually exploit the patients, lie in Court and sell drugs to addicts.

 

After Thatcher became leader of the Tory Party, William Shelton worked as her PPS for a year. Shelton was Parliamentary Under-Secretary of State for the Dept of Education and Science, 1981-83. The Secretary of State for Education and the Science at the time was Sir Keith Joseph. Brown and me wrote to Keith Joseph when we were undergrads – about student funding – and Keith Joseph wrote us a very rude letter back. Thatcher probably put us on her hit list then and subsequently escalated our names to the very top when we complained about Gwynne the lobotomist and Dafydd and the paedophiles a few years later.

As befits someone who was a traditionalist on moral issues, William Shelton was banned from being a company director for five years in 1997, after an investigation into ‘financial irregularities’ in his company Access To Justice. Shelton had set up Access To Justice in 1995 to provide free legal advice for people on low incomes. Which sounds an interesting company for a hard right Thatcherite to have established. I wonder who was receiving the free legal advice and for what. Or indeed who was providing it.

After Thatcher became leader of the Conservative Party in 1975, the victory party was held at Shelton’s house in Pimlico – Thatch and Denis attended the celebration.

Sir Peter Morrison – the Tory MP elected for Chester in 1974 and who supported Thatcher’s 1975 leadership campaign – was known to be abusing children in care in north Wales. One boy from London alleged that Sir Peter Morrison abused him and some children in care from Wrexham maintained that they were taken to London and supplied to men for sex. Morrison was Deputy Chair of the Tory Party, 1986-87 and Thatcher’s PPS in 1990. When Thatcher was challenged for the leadership of the Tory Party by ‘stalking horse’ Sir Anthony Meyer in 1989, it was William Shelton who led her campaign. Anthony Meyer didn’t manage to depose Thatcher on that occasion but she was sufficiently weakened by him to crumble in 1990 when there was another leadership challenge. The organiser of Thatcher’s leadership campaign in 1990 was Sir Peter Morrison.

I told the story of Sir Anthony Meyer and his leadership challenge in my post ‘The Celtic Iron Lady And Yet More Recent History’. Anthony Meyer died a real unsung hero. Not only did he know how bloody dangerous Thatcher was and how dysfunctional and corrupt the Tories in Clwyd – and their leaderene Beata Brookes – were, but I think that Anthony Meyer knew about the paedophile ring as well and was trying to chuck a spanner in their works. Meyer was constructed as a deluded old bugger with grandiose ambitions – he wasn’t, he was a very brave man who did north Wales a very big favour and I only wish that there had been more politicians like Meyer, instead of hordes of weak greedy little people who ignored something horrific in order to bag a seat in Parliament.

 

To return to Keith Hill, the mate of Blair’s who was MP for Streatham after Shelton. Years before he was appointed PPS to Blair, in 1997 Hill was appointed PPS to a big buddy of Blair, Hilary Armstrong. Armstrong was one of Blair’s inner circle and Blair repeatedly praises her loyalty and commitment to New Labour in his autobiography.

Hilary Armstrong was Labour MP for North West Durham, 1987-10 and is now in the Lords. She was a student at the University of East London (then West Ham Technical Institute) and then went to the University of Birmingham to do a Diploma in Social Work. Hilary describes herself as a ‘former social worker and lecturer’ – she lectured in Community and Youth Work at Sunderland Poly and was a community worker at Southwick Neighbourhood Action Project, Sunderland. Hilary also did a stint with VSO in Kenya.

So Hilary was yet another social worker selected as a candidate for Labour during those years when it was evident that there was one hell of a problem with children in the care of social workers being sexually abused. Just to add to the suspicion in Hilary’s case, there could have been a great degree of control exercised by the Labour Party machine regarding the choice of Hilary as a candidate and indeed when it was decided that Hilary might be needed in the Commons – because Hilary took over her dad’s Parliamentary seat when he retired! I’ll return to Hilary’s dad soon.

Hilary was a Durham County Councillor, for Crook North Division, 1985-88. She was PPS to John Smith when he was leader of the Labour Party 1992-94 and Hilary played a major part in ensuring that the Labour Party adopted the policy of OMOV. Hilary was a member of AMICUS, the union which was formed from a merger between the AEUU and MSF. At least one of the MSF reps at St George’s Hospital Medical School in the late 80s/early 90s was corrupt and was concealing serious misconduct and criminal activity. AMICUS later merged with the TGWU to form UNITE. Hilary used her union links to drum up support within the Labour Party to rewrite Clause IV.

In the 1992 General Election, both Tim Farron and Theresa May stood against Hilary.

Hilary Armstrong spent four years as Minister for Local Gov’t in the DETR (Dept for the Environment, Transport and the Regions) and then the DTLR (Dept for Transport, Local Gov’t and the Regions). Hilary’s boss during these years was none other than John Prescott.

After the 2001 General Election Blair appointed Hilary Chief Whip. In May 2006 she became Chancellor of the Duchy of Lancaster; she was Minister for Social Exclusion, 2006-07. Hilary resigned from the Gov’t in June 2007 when Blair resigned as PM. Gordon subsequently appointed her as Chair of the Parliamentary Labour Party’s Manifesto Committee regarding policy ideas covering children…

In 2010 Hilary was given her peerage. She is Chair of Changing Lives, a charity in the North East which provides services for people with complex needs – Changing Lives is commissioned to provide some services for the NHS.

Hilary is married to Paul Corrigan, who was a senior advisor to Blair and his Health Secretaries Alan Milburn and John Reid, 2001-07. Between 2007-09 Corrigan was Director of Strategy and Commissioning at London Strategic Health Authority.

Corrigan ticks every box that someone should who has been involved with our institutionally corrupt NHS which has concealed neglect, poor care, patient deaths and has ruined the lives of whistleblowers. He is or has been: a non-executive Director of the CQC, as well as of the Kings Fund and Nuffield Trust; adjunct Professor of Health Policy at Imperial College; adjunct Professor of Health Policy at the Chinese University of Hong Kong; involved with Public Private Ltd (a consultancy firm based at Queen Elizabeth Street); a member of the Strategic Committee of Guys and Tommys Charity; a Trustee of the Ways To Wellness Foundation in Newcastle;  a Trustee of the English Touring Theatre.

Corrigan also works for NHS Providers, teaching on induction courses for non-executive and executive directors. He also describes himself as ‘a consultant and a coach’.

 

I have previously speculated that the Cleveland Child Abuse Scandal which blew up between Feb and July 1987 in the North East of England provided a useful distraction and muddied the waters in a most convenient way at a time when Mary Wynch, Alison Taylor and I were all screaming loudly about the criminal activities in north Wales. My post ‘The Newcastle-Upon-Tyne Connection?’ details some of the links between the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales and the North East of England.

Now to the man whose retirement enabled Hilary, his only child, to bag a seat in Parliament – Ernest Armstrong, Labour MP for North West Durham, 1964-87.

In 1983 one Tony Blair, a barrister living in London, was elected as Labour MP for the newly created constituency of Sedgefield, just next door to Ernest’s constituency. Just like that.

Ernest Armstrong went to Leeds Teacher Training College and became a primary school headmaster. He was elected as a Councillor on Sunderland Borough Council and Chaired the Sunderland Education Committee, 1960-65. Ernest was elected to Parliament in 1964. In 1965 he was appointed PPS to Tony Greenwood (who had been Deputy Leader of the Labour Party under Clement Attlee) and then PPS to Merlyn Rees.

Merlyn Rees was Labour MP for Leeds South (which changed its name to Morley and Leeds South in 1983), 1963-92. We now know that a paedophile ring was in operation in the Leeds area whilst Merlyn Rees was MP for that constituency. Furthermore there was serious police corruption in the region and it was also the stamping ground of Jimmy Savile. Savile was molesting patients in the local hospitals and Yorkshire was also host to the Kerr Haslam scandal. William Kerr and Michael Haslam were two psychiatrists in York who were known to be sexually assaulting and raping their female patients between the 1960s and 90s. They were not stopped until they had almost hit retirement age, never faced any action from the GMC and were not put on trial until the early years of the millennium – the trials were at Leeds Crown Court. Even then, only one of them went to prison and only for a short while. See post ‘All The Ingredients Of A Scandal…’ for details of the Kerr Haslam scandal.

Merlyn Rees was born in Pontypridd in south Wales but moved to London and went to school at Harrow. He was Secretary of State for N Ireland 1974-76, when the sexual abuse of children at the Kincora Boys Home in Belfast by Whitehall civil servants and members of the British Army was concealed. Rees then served as Home Secretary under Jim Callaghan between 1974-79. Bryn Estyn had been an approved school managed directly by the Home Office until just before Merlyn Rees was appointed Home Secretary. He will have known about the sexual assaults and brutality on the boys there. The Home Office was responsible for running Risley Remand Centre. Mary Wynch had been unlawfully arrested and imprisoned in Risley Remand Centre by Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends whilst Merlyn Rees was Home Secretary. Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends were using that place as their personal prison which was why Mary ended up in there – along with the kids in care from north Wales who complained about being sexually abused or beaten up.

Merlyn Rees retired from the Commons at the 1992 General Election. Just as it was all going off in North Wales, with police investigations into a suspected paedophile ring, former residents of children’s homes naming Gordon Anglesea – a senior officer with the North Wales Police – as having been one of the people who molested them and reports of the abuse of children in care in north Wales appearing in the London media. Then days before the General Election, five possible witnesses with information about the paedophile gang in north Wales were killed in a fire started by a petrol bomb  – the man who was alleged to have confessed to starting the fire was found dead days later having been hit by a lorry on a country road and one survivor of the fire died in mysterious circumstances after he alleged that victims of the paedophile gang were being murdered (see post ‘The Silence of the Welsh Lambs).

As soon as Merlyn Rees stepped down from the Commons he was given a peerage and became Lord Merlyn-Rees.

 

Ernest Armstrong was Assistant Gov’t Whip, 1967-69 and Lord Commissioner of the Treasury, 1969-70.

Ernest was a junior Minister in the Dept of Education and Science under Secretary of State Reg Prentice, 1974-75. Reg Prentice was a Minister in both Labour and Conservative Gov’ts. He was Labour MP for East Ham North (which later became Newham North East) from 1957 until 1977 when he defected to the Tories. Before he defected he was Minister of State at the Dept of Education and Science, 1964-66 – under Secretary of State Tony Crosland – then Secretary of State for Education and Science 1974-75.

Prentice left the Labour Party in 1977 after local activists deselected him. The local party had been infiltrated by Militant and in an attempt to ensure that Prentice wasn’t deselected, a Julian Lewis posed as a Labour moderate and joined the constituency party. It was later revealed that Julian Lewis had been backed by the far right Freedom Association. Lewis’s attempts to shore up Prentice’s position in the Labour Party were unsuccessful although he did gain control of the Newham Labour Party for a short time in 1976, but Lewis himself was elected as Tory MP for the New Forest in 1997, a seat he still occupies. Throughout the 80s Julian Lewis took part in covert activities to oppose left wing causes, particularly the anti-nuclear movement. He used Ann Widdecombe for this purpose (see post ‘Doris Karloff – Honest About Her Expenses But Not Much Else’).

After being deselected in Newham, Prentice became Tory MP for Daventry in 1979, after receiving considerable help from Lady Kisty Hesketh, Chair of the Daventry Conservative Association. Daventry is in Northamptonshire. The county contains St Andrews Hospital, a psychiatric hospital which for decades has been the centre of allegations of abuse and neglect and played a role in the case of Jeremy Bamber, a suspected serious miscarriage of justice (see post ‘Family Annihilation’). Much more recently there has been great concern at the number of learning disabled people being detained at St Andrews against the wishes of both they and their families. At least one such patient has died as a result of ‘restraint’ and ‘medication’.

After being elected as a Tory MP Prentice enjoyed a new lease of life and became a junior Minister for Social Security in the DHSS between 1979-81 in Thatcher’s Gov’t. The Secretary of State for Social Security at the time was Patrick Jenkin, who was best remembered for stating that if God had wanted us to have equal opportunities he wouldn’t have created men and women.  Which is almost as good as the old joke about the vicar who wrote a letter to the Times saying that if God had wanted us to run around naked we’d have been born with no clothes on.

There was of course organised abuse of children in Newham in the 70s and 80s – it was yet another Borough which was sending children in care to children’s homes in north Wales…

In 1992 John Major gave Prentice a peerage. In his later years, Prentice was President of the Conservative Association at Devizes. The local MP was Michael Ancram, Chairman of the Conservative Party.

 

After his stint with Reg Prenctice, Ernest Armstrong then became a junior Minister in the Dept of the Environment, 1975-79 – he served under two Secretaries of State there, initially under his friend Tony Crosland and then under Peter Shore. Peter Shore was MP for Stepney, 1964-97. Shortly after he was elected, he was appointed PPS to Harold Wilson the PM. Denis Healey referred to Shore as ‘Harold’s lapdog’. Stepney is in the Borough of Tower Hamlets. Tower Hamlets was yet another Borough that sent kids in its care into the arms of the paedophiles in north Wales (see post ‘Tower Hamlets, Paul Boateng and Tessa Jowell’). In 1994 Blair nominated Shore as his representative on the Commission On Standards in Public Life. Peter Shore received a peerage in 1997.

Ernest Armstrong’s obituary in the ‘Indie’ states that Ernest was very influential on Tony Crosland and civil servant Toby Weaver, whilst Crosland was Secretary of State for Education and Science, 1965-67. For more details about the bisexual Tony Crosland and the swinger whom he had an affair with, Roy Jenkins – whom Blair described as his ‘mentor’ – see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part I’.

Between 1981-87 Ernest was Deputy Speaker. He was Deputy to George Thomas aka Lord Tonypandy  – who concealed corruption and abuse of children whilst he was in the Welsh Office (see post ‘The Cradle of Filth’) and was posthumously investigated for historical child abuse himself, as was his friend Leo Abse.

George Thomas said of Armstrong that he was ‘a man whose reliability was as solid as Durham Cathedral’. Betty Boothroyd – who became Speaker herself and in that capacity prevented Ann Clwyd from asking questions in the House regarding the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal at the time of the investigations in the early 1990s – stated that Armstrong ‘helped to steer my early Parliamentary career’.

The good thing about Ernest was that he was a devout Christian – like his daughter’s bosom buddy Tony Blair and Tony’s wife Cherie. Ernest was to be precise a Methodist and was Vice-Chair of the Methodist Conference, 1974-75. Ernest was active in the UNA (United Nations Association).

Dafydd Alun Jones was invited to speak at Bangor University by the UNA some years ago – Dafydd was billed as an expert on drug abuse and was going to be speaking about that subject. Dafydd’s event was cancelled after I offered to attend and distribute information about Dafydd’s previous.

Like William Shelton, Ernest took a firm line on morality and he seconded Tim Sainsbury’s Private Members Indecent Displays (Control) Bill, 1980-81. I wonder if Ernest knew that Hilary’s and Blair’s friend Alastair Campbell used to write pornographic stories for Forum magazine? Although to be fair Forum didn’t have pictures in, just letters and stories and medical advice provided by Dr Philip Cauthery, who doubled up as the student doctor at Aston University whilst Aston had one of the highest rates of student suicides among UK universities. Cauthery also ran a sex therapy business with Dr Martin Cole in Birmingham, whom Mary Whitehouse tried to have prosecuted for running a brothel.

Ernest Armstrong was political advisor for the TV drama House of Cards. I never saw this, but I did hear a lot about it – I understand that the storyline centred around a particularly unpleasant scheming politician who was prepared to ruin and kill people in order to become PM.

Peter Howarth, one of the paedophiles who worked at Bryn Estyn who eventually went to prison for the serious sexual abuse of boys there, had between 1966-73 been employed at Axwell School in Gateshead. Matt Arnold had been the headmaster at Axwell whilst Howarth worked there. In May 1973 Arnold was appointed Head of Bryn Estyn. In November 1973 Howarth was appointed to a senior position in Bryn Estyn.

Just to remind readers – Ernest Armstrong was a teacher whose main interest was in education and he Chaired the Sunderland Education Committee between 1960-65. He also influenced and was friends with Tony Crosland, whilst Crosland was the Secretary of State for Education – whilst Howarth and Arnold worked at Gateshead.

Howarth and Arnold were not the only abusers of children in the North East of England. There was an approved school in Durham run by an ‘expert’ in ‘troubled children’ where children were being sexually and physically assaulted and whilst Blair was MP for Sedgefield one of the activists in his local Labour Party was convicted of child abuse.

 

After Keith Hill had finished being PPS to Hilary Armstrong, in 1998 he was appointed Assistant Gov’t Whip and then in 1999 Parliamentary Under-Secretary of State (and Minister for London) at the DETR. Hill was responsible for local transport and transport in London. Hill also prepared the way for the London Mayoral elections and was Minister for the national joke that was the Millennium Dome.

After the 2001 General Election, Hill was appointed Deputy Chief Whip by Blair.

In 2003 Hill joined the many paedophiles’ friends in the Privy Council. (He was offered a knighthood in 2010 but turned it down.)

Until the 2005 General Election, Hill was Minister for Housing and Planning in the Office of the Deputy Prime Minister, ie. Prescott. It was after the 2005 reshuffle that Keith Hill became PPS to Blair. Hill returned to the backbenches when Gordon Brown became PM in 2007.

After leaving Parliament, Hill became Chair of Lambeth Living, an ALMO (arms-length management organisation) which administers most of Lambeth’s  social housing stock. In 2012 he was appointed as the independent regulator for ARMA (the Association of Managing Agents). ARMA is described as a trade association for firms managing private residential leasehold blocks of flats in England and Wales. It is a ‘self-regulating regime’. I cannot help wondering why, if the firms managing the accommodation are abiding by the law and adhering to health and safety regulations, they need Keith Hill to allow them to do what they want in the name of ‘self-regulation’ and ‘arms length management’.

Grenfell Tower anyone?

In Feb 1915 Keith became Chair of  the Residents Commission On Council Housing for Hammersmith and Fulham Council. We are told that ‘the Commission is working with council house tenants to explore how they can be given more control and safeguards over their homes, rents and service charges’. Sounds like service userdom for tenants to me – consult them and hold them responsible for things which they have no control over. It will then be their fault when their houses go up in flames a la Grenfell Tower.

When Keith Hill stood down from the Commons, Chuka Umunna took over the seat of Streatham. A feature in a local paper looked back on Keith Hill’s time as MP for the constituency and mentioned that in the late 1980s Keith Hill shared a flat with the transgender cross-dressing comedian, major Labour Party donor and aspiring Labour MP Eddie Izzard. Eddie is a big supporter of Jeremy Corbyn – who was one of the many people politically involved in Islington when Islington Council’s children’s homes had been infiltrated by a paedophile gang with links to organised crime. The paper reported that Hill and Izzard shared a flat in Ambleside Gardens in Streatham. From what I can work out there is no Ambleside Gardens in Streatham – but there is most definitely an Ambleside Avenue. It was where Cynthia and Lord Sutch lived – Cynthia’s brothel.

Until Keith Hill won Streatham for Labour, for many years Streatham had been a Tory constituency. Hill’s win was attributed to a boundary change, which resulted in a sizeable part of Brixton, including the town hall, being relocated to the constituency of Streatham. I do not know who will have been responsible for the boundary change – but it certainly presented an opportunity for yet more concealing of the organised abuse of children and associated serious crime.

 

Whilst searching the internet for info about Keith Hill, an unrelated but topical news report popped up. It mentioned a Baroness Julia Cumberlege who had Chaired the ‘Better Births’ National Maternity Review in 2015. The report featured a nice photo of Cumberlege with some new mums who had all stated that they were delighted with Cumberlege’s recommendations for natural births. Over the last few months there has been an admission that there has been far too much dogma regarding ‘natural birth’ and whilst it is absolutely fine for some women, a number of women have suffered serious injury or have lost their babies because of a reluctance of midwives to intervene. In some cases mothers have died. It was the dogmatic insistence on natural births by a group of aggressive – and incompetent -midwives at Furness General Hospital Cumbria that led to a spate of deaths of babies. The deaths were concealed by the NHS and the sordid truth was only discovered by James Titcombe after his own baby died at the hospital in 2008. James was subsequently invited to contribute to the CQC’s work re patient safety but resigned after facing relentless hostility and rudeness from the midwives associated with the CQC. Cumberlege’s review didn’t take the Cumbria experience into account then.

Julia Cumberlege was given a peerage in 1990 – she sits as a Tory. I don’t know WHY Cumberlege was given a peerage, her wiki simply intriguingly refers to her coming ‘from a medical family’. That usually translates as ‘my dad’s a Top Doctor’.

In 1986 Cumberlege was involved with producing a report which recommended allowing Angels to prescribe certain drugs. In mental health that has been interpreted as giving Angels carte blanche to forcibly drug any patient they feel like – a patient who may for example be questioning them or even complaining about being ‘restrained’ – without seeking another opinion.

After arriving in the Lords, Cumberlege was in 1992 appointed a junior Health Minister. Until 1997 she covered all health and social services matters in the Lords. So she’ll have covered the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal, the associated criminality in the mental health services and the commissioning of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones to provide ‘substance abuse services’ for north Wales (see post ‘The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron?’).

Cumberlege was the ‘sponsor Minister’ for Plymouth, responsible for the regeneration and a budget of £45 million pa. Why she was let loose with that sort of money I do not know.

Speaking in the Lords in 2000 Cumberlege recommended replacing the NHS with an insurance premium. She has also promoted the use of private provision within the NHS and suggested that Gov’t should put hospitals under private practice. Note to Cumberlege: Cygnet Healthcare and the Priory are now being commissioned to provide huge swathes of mental health care for NHS patients. There has been scandal after scandal and numerous patient deaths. That is because Cygnet and the Priory are run by the same shite, unscrupulous Top Doctors who previously neglected their NHS patients and concealed criminal misconduct eg. Robert Kehoe, Adrienne Key and Robin Jacobson. Paula Yates and Michael Hutchence paid good money for treatment from the Priory Roehampton. They are both dead, having killed themselves.

In 2010 Cumberlege was awarded an honorary Fellowship by the RCN.
Cumberlege is, among other things: a Trustee of Cancer Research UK; a Senior Associate of the Kings Fund; Secretary of the Dying Well Parliamentary Group; Vice-President of the Royal Society for Public Health; honorary Fellow of the Royal College of Physicians; Vice-President of the Royal College of Nursing and Midwifery; President of Age UK, East Sussex.

Cumberlege is a Roman Catholic. In 2006-07 she Chaired the Commission reviewing the approach of the Catholic Church in England and Wales to child protection. She also spoke at the Catholic Medical Association in Bristol in 2009 – the meeting was officiated by Catholic prelate Archbishop Peter Smith.

Peter Smith is the Metropolitan Archbishop of Southwark. He was Bishop of East Anglia (1995-01) and the Metropolitan Archbishop of Cardiff (2001-10). Peter Smith has a law degree from Exeter University.

Smith was named as Archbishop of Cardiff in the wake of a controversy regarding paedophile priests in the archdiocese.  Smith stated that he wanted ‘to help people bind up the wounds and bring healing’.

In 2010 Smith was appointed Metropolitan Archbishop of Southwark. In 2015 Southwark Crown Court heard that Peter Smith was one of two bishops responsible for allowing Father Antony McSweeney to be appointed a priest in the Roman Catholic Diocese of East Anglia following an incident in 1998 when a housekeeper found porn at McSweeney’s home. Peter Smith treated the matter as one for the church to deal with alone and did not involve the police. Since Smith made that decision, McSweeney was imprisoned for abusing boys at Grafton House children’s home between 1978-81.

Peter Smith has Chaired the Catholic Truth Society since 1993, Chaired the Dept for Christian Responsibility and Citizenship within the Catholic Bishops Conference of England and Wales since 1998 and Chaired the Central Religious Advisory Committee of the BBC and ITC between 2001-04. He was made an honorary Fellow of the University of Wales Lampeter in 2004 and an honorary Fellow of Cardiff University in 2006.

In 2001 Cumberlege set up her own company, Cumberlege Connections Ltd. Her husband Patrick Cumberlege is a Director.

The Cumberleges were in the Courts earlier this year. They are opposing the development of affordable homes in East Sussex, in the village of Newick. The Cumberleges explained to the Court that they are residents of Newick and members of Newick Village Society. Patrick is the former Chairman of Newick Village Society and the Baroness has been a parish, district and County Councillor, ‘representing the village’. And they certainly don’t want riff-raff moving in near them.