Radio 4 announced this morning that Baroness Jean Trumpington aka Trumpers has died. I can only echo the sentiments of Trumpers’s mate Thatch during the Falklands conflict when South Georgia was recaptured in April 1982: Rejoice!
Trumpers enjoyed so many biographical highlights that I will refer readers to my post on the life and career of Trumpers, ’95 Glorious Years!’ for full details, but Trumpers’ greatest achievement was surely during her time as a junior Health Minister when she appointed Jimmy Savile to a senior management post at Broadmoor Hospital, in which role he subsequently raped and sexually assaulted a number of female patients, resulting in two of them committing suicide.
Here is a brief celebration of Trumpers’ life in pictures.
Trumpers’ was born on 23 October 1922 into an incredibly wealthy family which was hit by the Wall Street Crash when Trumpers’ was a child:
It was OK though, Trumpers’s dad and mum had so much dosh that even after they lost millions, they were still far wealthier than virtually anyone else in the UK and continued to live the life of Riley, hobnobbing with Royalty.
Trumpers’s childhood playmates included the Carey-Jones’s, members of David Lloyd George’s family from north Wales. Two of the Carey-Jones’s were members of the gwerin who created havoc in north Wales when there was a challenge to the Top Doctors of the Walton Centre after the wife of the VC of Bangor University failed to survive her encounter with them. Trumpers’ was also friends with Jeremy Thorpe, who was seven years younger than Trumpers.
Trumpers’ only ever had one job until Thatch gave her a peerage and appointed her as a junior Minister and that was when Trumpers worked behind the counter in Peter Jones’s as a young woman. Trumpers was sacked after allowing one of her mates to steal from the store:
Peter Jones played a part in Trumpers’ life once more many years later when she was a member of the Lords. Trumpers invited one of the Directors of Peter Jones to tea at the House and demanded discounts on expensive goods what with her being a Lady and no-one at Peter Jones twigged that this was the thieving cow whom they had sacked decades previously. Trumpers got the discounts and on subsequent shopping trips to Peter Jones, the staff scurried around ordering taxis for her and carrying all the bags of discounted goodies that she had purchased, lest Trumpers suffered from tired arms.
As a young woman, Trumpers’ was groped by David Lloyd George while she was staying at his mistress’s house:
Trumpers’ dad was involved in running The Windmill Theatre; it opened in 1931 and naked girls famously stood motionless on stage throughout all performances. There was never any improper behaviour at The Windmill, because if there had have been it would have been closed down. On one occasion Trumpers and her dad had a good laugh when the men in the audience at a ‘private showing’ scrambled over the seats and stormed the stage to grope and manhandle the naked girls.
In later life, Trumpers maxed out on having Worked In Intelligence At Bletchley Park. By Trumpers’ own account, she was only ’employed’ there in a very junior capacity after her dad had a word with someone, was bored out of her head and spent her entire time messing about with her mates or escaping to London to go gambling and to get pissed.
Trumpers thought that she might have met Alan Turing on one occasion, although she wasn’t sure. Whether she did meet him or not, Trumpers hated poofs and once left a party when she realised that there were some of them in attendance.
Trumpers was one of those who made a lot of noise about putting her name to the Campaign To Pardon Alan Turing. Unfortunately by the time Trumpers et al did that, Turing had been dead for many years, having killed himself in the aftermath of his conviction for Being A Queer and experiencing Help For His Homosexuality from the Top Doctors.
Trumpers’ best mate at Bletchley Park was Sally Norton who later married Bill Astor and became mistress of Cliveden:
Sadly Bill wasn’t very nice to Sally and once she had produced a male heir Sally was dumped and Bill remarried.
Nonetheless Trumpers continued weekending at Cliveden. Trumpers’ continued partying at Cliveden after Bill dumped his second wife and married Bronwen Pugh, who went to school in Dolgellau and was the daughter of Sir Alun Pugh, a Welsh Judge.
Bill’s mum Nancy hated all of Bill’s wives and made their lives very difficult. Nancy is a Feminist Icon on account of her being the First Woman To Be Elected As An MP. Although she wasn’t, there was a Woman Elected As An MP before Nancy Astor, but everyone’s forgotten about her. Just as Trumpers’ hated poofs, Nancy hated Jews.
The interior of the Fasanenstrasse Synagogue in Berlin after Kristallnacht, part of the Holocaust:
Trumpers was attending parties at Cliveden throughout the Profumo Affair:
Trumpers met Lilibet at Cliveden:
Trumpers never liked the common slappers who found themselves sitting at the dinner table at Cliveden next to members of the Royal Family and Russian spies and she did know that None Of It Was Bill Astor’s Fault.
There was a happy ending though. Stephen Ward ‘committed suicide’
and Christine Keeler went to prison for perjury although she had been terrorised by a gangster with a gun.
Harold Macmillan’s Gov’t fell
but it wasn’t too bad because although Macmillan initially refused a peerage in 1964, he later relented, so he had access to a comfy chair and dining facilities. In old age Macmillan’s successor as PM Sir Alec Douglas-Home lived in the same retirement apartment block as Trumpers.
Bill Astor dumped Bronwen and she was kicked out of Cliveden along with her two young children and blamed for the whole mess, being nought but a Welsh slapper.
Bill Astor died not long afterwards, in Bermuda.
Here’s a few images from Hogarth’s ‘A Rake’s Progress’:
Call Me Dave’s wife Sam’s mum is married to Bill Astor and Sally Norton’s son, William Astor III.
Profumo redeemed himself by throwing himself into charidee work with Toynbee Hall in the East End with fallen women and rent boys. The sort of rent boys who’s services Lord Bob Boothby enjoyed while he was shagging Harold Macmillan’s wife.
After more years of partying and drinking, Trumpers’ married Alan Barker, a Master at Eton. Barker didn’t have any dosh but he knew a great many Posh Rich people and a few former PMs.
Barker was appointed Headmaster of The Leys School, Cambridge
Trumpers threw herself into Cambridge life and Conservative politics and she made many good friends:
Trumpers became Lady Mayoress of Cambridge and Barker fumed after he was told that when he was misusing the Mayoral car for personal business, he had to remove the flag from the car. Trumpers was told by the police that it was OK for her to keep the unlawful offensive weapons that they knew were in her house even though as a magistrate and Lady Mayoress it could prove difficult if this ever became public.
Mind How You Go Sir, particularly when you’re in the Mayoral car.
Meanwhile, in the Third World:
Trumpers was obliged to resign as a magistrate when it was discovered that she had been entertaining the Cambridge Rapist at her house. Trumpers continued with her work as a prison visitor, with Unmarried Mothers, the Mentally Ill and Juvenile Delinquents, making many useful contacts along the way.
Trumpers was involved with Addenbrookes Hospital
Has she fragrance? I have no idea, but she did perjure herself during that trial and only Tuppence was ever charged.
Barker was subsequently appointed Headmaster of University College School in Hampstead. As the Headmaster’s wife, Trumpers entertained pupils’ parents to tea, including Harold Wilson.
In Feb 1980 Trumpers’ received a life peerage.
Trumpers was always frank that she was only ever able to have a political career in later life because of Thatch’s kindness in giving her a peerage and she remained loyal to Thatch for ever after.
Barker’s old pupil from Eton, Douglas Hurd, of whom Trumpers confirmed Barker was ‘very, very fond’, was asked by Barker to Get Trumpers A Job. So Hurd gave Trumpers a role in the UN’s work with Wimmin. Thus Trumpers got to know Sally Mugabe.
In 1992, Sally was a patient at St Mary’s Hospital, Paddington and Trumpers went to visit her. Trumpers was at the time Baroness-in-Waiting to Lilibet.
No-one knew that Sally Mugabe was being treated at St Mary’s and indeed died there, the world was told that Sally was treated and died in Harare, because President Mugabe didn’t want to admit that she’d gone to Britain for treatment. Sally Mugabe was in St Mary’s under an assumed name although the Top Doctors all knew who she was.
Trumpers later pissed Robert Mugabe off when she let slip that she had visited his wife at St Mary’s, particularly as Robert Mugabe had been having an affair with Gucci Grace at the time. Here’s a PR shot:
Somewhere along the way Trumpers became a member of the Privy Council, where once more all rules were flouted.
As a junior Health Minister, Trumpers appointed Jimmy Savile to the senior management of Broadmoor Hospital
although Trumpers allowed Edwina Currie to take the blame for this after Savile’s crimes finally were publicly admitted after his death
What was kept even more quiet than Trumper’s decision re that appointment was Savile’s sexual assaults on Broadmoor patients and the subsequent suicides of two of them.
Trumpers served as a Health Minister alongside Lord Simon Glenarthur, who made the decision to use infected blood products purchased from the US to treat NHS patients. Thousands of NHS patients contracted Hepatitis and HIV as a result and many of them have died.
Lord Glenarthur was a Director of the MDU when the MDU provided Dafydd with free legal advice during Dafydd’s attempts to frame me for criminal offences in order to have me detained in Broadmoor.
There is one other OAP who has lived through nearly as many of these 20th century Events as Trumpers; a man not born into privilege a la Trumpers but who nevertheless found himself crossing her path many years ago as a result of their shared interest in Helping Those In Need:
God Save The Queen. Who won’t be with us for much longer.
Baroness Jean Trumpington: aristocrat, socialite, member of Thatch’s Gov’t. Her contribution to society can be summed up thus:
As any fule kno, Marx believed that the Point Is To Change It. The Life and Career of Trumpers demonstrates quite clearly that it certainly does need changing. Now.
The people’s flag is deepest red,
It shrouded oft our martyred dead,
And ere their limbs grew stiff and cold,
Their hearts’ blood dyed its ev’ry fold.
Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we’ll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We’ll keep the red flag flying here.
Look ’round, the Frenchman loves its blaze,
The sturdy German chants its praise,
In Moscow’s vaults its hymns are sung
Chicago swells the surging throng.
Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we’ll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We’ll keep the red flag flying here.
It waved above our infant might,
When all ahead seemed dark as night;
It witnessed many a deed and vow,
We must not change its colour now.
Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we’ll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We’ll keep the red flag flying here.
It well recalls the triumphs past,
It gives the hope of peace at last;
The banner bright, the symbol plain,
Of human right and human gain.
Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we’ll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We’ll keep the red flag flying here.
It suits today the weak and base,
Whose minds are fixed on pelf and place
To cringe before the rich man’s frown,
And haul the sacred emblem down.
Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we’ll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We’ll keep the red flag flying here.
With heads uncovered swear we all
To bear it onward till we fall;
Come dungeons dark or gallows grim,
This song shall be our parting hymn.
Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we’ll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We’ll keep the red flag flying here.
On account of Carlo being a member of the gwerin and the gwerin containing a great variety and number of people (see post ‘Meet The Gwerin!’), I’m using this, the occasion of Carlo’s 70th, to write a post about just some of the gwerin who have contributed to keeping the show on the road re Dafydd and the gang whom I really should have mentioned by now but who have not had the attention that they deserve through pressure of blogging. Think of it as the equivalent of a medley.
Making his first appearance on ‘Service Shenanigans’ is David Vivian Penrose Lewis, 1st Baron Brecon (1905-1976). Lewis was born in 1905, the son of Alfred William and Elizabeth Mary Lewis of Talybont-on-Usk, Breconshire. He was educated at Monmouth School and left at the age of 16 when he left to work with his father, who owned stone quarries and slag merchants. Vivian Lewis made a considerable contribution to the development of the quarrying side of the business, which became the largest and most advanced in Wales.
At a young age, Vivian Lewis showed an interest in local politics when he was elected to Brecon Rural District Council in 1938. He obtained a seat on the Breconshire County Council in 1946, giving up his Rural District Council seat in 1949. Lewis was a Conservative and served as Chairman or President of a number of local Conservative organisations: Talybont-on-Usk Conservative branch, 1935-50; Brecon and Radnor Conservative Association, 1947-51; Brecon and Radnor Young Conservatives, 1949-56. In 1956 Vivian Lewis became Chairman of the Welsh Conservatives.
Vivian Lewis knew Beata Brookes, a much loathed member of Dafydd’s gang who ended up as the Tory MEP for north Wales, 1979-89. Beata came from a wealthy Denbighshire farming family of which the male members were all freemasons. She joined the Young Conservatives at the age of 15 in the mid-1940s and became national Vice-Chairman. After her stint with the Young Conservatives, Beata joined the grown-ups clubs and was elected to the National Union of Conservatives and Unionist Associates. In 1955 she was elected as a Conservative Councillor for Rhyl Urban District Council.
Beata Brookes studied at UCNW and then worked as a social worker for Denbighshire County Council. In 1963 the Conservative Government appointed Brookes to the Welsh Hospitals Board, the authority directly responsible for the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. She remained in that post for eleven years, whereupon Brookes became a member of the new Clwyd Health Authority, which took over the running of the North Wales Hospital. Brookes also served on the Social Services Committee in Clwyd, on the Family Practitioners Committee, on a number of other healthcare bodies and took a leading role in virtually every charidee for disabled people in north Wales.
Beata Brookes was one of the lynch pins in a huge prostitution/trafficking ring run by corrupt professional people which targeted children and vulnerable people in north Wales and she became involved with it at a very young age. Brookes was procuring young people for sex work with the elites by the time of the Profumo Affair and Dafydd and Lucille were involved in it by then as well. Beata Brookes’ attempt to get herself elected as the Tory MP for Clwyd North West in 1983 resulted in a civil war within the Tory Party in north Wales in which Cecil Parkinson at Conservative Central Office did not dare intervene although he was asked to, because everyone involved was on board with Dafydd and the gang. See previous posts. The war resulted in the later leadership challenge to Thatch from Sir Anthony Meyer, who was the key person battling with Brookes. When I first blogged about all this, I presumed that Meyer was trying to remove a people trafficker from circulation. Sadly not, Sir Anthony was a member of the gwerin himself, but he just hated Beata Brookes. Meyer had actually teamed up with Heseltine and was hoping that Heseltine would step forward to challenge Thatch as well if Meyer stood, but Heseltine held back until 1990. The whole situation began to explode as Mary Wynch headed toward the Master of the Rolls and Alison Taylor and I refused to shut up about the criminality in north Wales as well. For further information on Beata Brookes, Anthony Meyer et al, see previous posts.
One of Beata Brookes’s partners in crime was Peter Walker, who like Brookes entered Tory politics as a teenager and in 1958 became the Chairman of the Young Conservatives when he was in his mid-20s. Walker was the Tory MP for Worcester, 1961-92. He served in Ted Heath’s Gov’t as Minister of Housing and Local Gov’t, 1970, Secretary of State for the Environment, 1970–72 and Secretary of State for Trade and Industry, 1972–74. It was under Ted Heath’s Gov’t that Dafydd’s gang’s speciality in rent boys in particular bloomed and the violent, extreme sexual abuse of boys in Bryn Estyn as well as in other institutions in north Wales was wilfully ignored at Gov’t level.
Although Peter Walker was considered a Tory wet, under Thatch he served as Minister of Agriculture, Fisheries and Food, 1979-83, Secretary of State for Energy, 1983-87 – during which time he led the charge against the NUM – and Secretary of State for Wales, 1987-90. It was a puzzle to some political commentators as to why Thatch had tolerated the wet Walker in her Cabinet. It was because he knew all about Dafydd’s gang in north Wales and colluded with and concealed their crimes. Walker was at MAFF when UCNW’s Dept of Agriculture, a hive of activity of Dafydd’s gang, effectively bankrupted the College; he used his knowledge of the trafficking gang in Wales that was led by Well-Respected People to shaft the NUM and break the 1984-85 Miners’ Strike and then he continued covering up all the crap – and murders – as Secretary of State for Wales. See previous posts.
Walker and his mate Beata knew the member of the gwerin (see post ‘Meet The Gwerin!’) which was Lord Kenyon, a Tory peer who was President of UCNW, 1947-82. Kenyon’s interests, like Beata’s, were agriculture and healthcare; his son Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon was known to be sexually abusing boys in care in north Wales yet Thomas never faced any charges. Lord Kenyon was Chairman of Clwyd Health Authority, the most senior Freemason in north Wales, a County Councillor, a member of the North Wales Police Authority, a JP and many other things besides. See previous posts. Brookes, Walker and Kenyon knew exactly what was going on in north Wales and ensured that it continued.
Peter Walker was a ‘determined supporter of the hospice movement’, becoming a Patron of St Richard’s Hospice in Worcester when it was founded in 1984. He campaigned for greater NHS support for the hospice movement. During a Lords debate in 2000, Lord Walker stated: “Anyone who visits hospices and meets the volunteers – the people running them and guiding them – will recognise their unique spiritual and compassionate contribution to the health service.” I presume that Walker’s pioneering and leading role in the hospice movement explains why in north Wales, St David’s and St Kentigern Hospices were established and are run by Dafydd’s gang (see previous posts). I have noticed that hospices in other parts of Wales and the wider UK are not always run by the sort of people whom should be left to care for the dying in spite of all the rhetoric about volunteers infused with spirituality.
Brown had a grandmother who used to cause Brown, Brown’s brother and I much entertainment by telling everyone that she wanted ‘a place in a hospice’, because she thought that hospices were up-market old folks’ homes rather than places where one went to die. We didn’t realise at the time that hospices were run by paedophile gangs and crooks, but there does seem to be a problem. Furthermore, not so long ago St Margaret’s Hospice in Taunton was embroiled in scandal, so it’s just as well that Brown’s gran never got through the doors.
I’m probably missing something obvious but I cannot understand how Peter Walker the People Trafficker found hospices a source of raw meat/blood on which to gorge, but he obviously did. See previous posts for more information on Peter Walker.
Vivian Lewis was also well known in mid-Wales as a keen sportsman; he was President and Captain of the Crickhowell cricket team and a rugby player with both the Abergavenny team and Crawshay’s XV, formed by his friend, Captain Geoffrey Crawshay.
Dafydd’s gang’s great friend Sir Tasker Waktins, the ‘Greatest Living Welshman’, war hero, corrupt lawyer and judge, Law Lord, Deputy Lord Chief Justice, President of the Welsh National School of Medicine and many more things (see previous posts), was an enthusiastic rugger bugger throughout his life and was President of the Welsh Rugby Union, 1993-2004. Some rugger buggers are harmless but those who enjoy wrestling-with-each-other-in-oil-while-drunk-and-naked-to-show-that-they-are-not-at-all-gay do cause much trouble and many such specimens are to be found in medical schools. The rugger buggers are very loyal to each other as a result of all the drunken bonding and they have an extensive network which extends outside of the UK. The staff of Bryn Estyn were nearly all associated with Wrexham Rugby Club and the association between Bryn Estyn and the Rugby Club was so close that vacancies at Bryn Estyn were advertised in the Rugby Club. The one female member of staff at Bryn Estyn was also involved with Wrexham Rugby Club.
Graham the zany Python and Top Doc rugger bugger who qualified at Bart’s, prosecuted for the sexual abuse of underaged boys? No, that never happened…
Gay??? Max??? But he sang all those songs about going to Twickers with the lads…
‘There were three of us in this marriage.’ There were about 53 of them actually…
Capt. Geoffrey Cartland Hugh Crawshay (20 June 1892 – 8 November 1954) was a Welsh soldier, social benefactor and rugger bugger. Geoffrey Crawshay was born in Abergavenny and a descendant of Richard Crawshay, the ironmaster who oversaw the first major expansion of Cyfarthfa Ironworks.
Crawshay was educated at Wellington College and later University College of South Wales (which evolved into Cardiff University) before taking up an apprenticeship at an ironworks in Cwmbran. In 1914 he joined the 3rd Battalions of the Welch Regiment before being transferred to the newly formed Welsh Guards. Crawshay remained with the regiment until 1924 creating many social societies, including the Welch Guard Choir and the regiment rugby team. On leaving the armed forces, Crawshay ran as a Liberal candidate in several south Wales constituencies, but after failing to win a seat he left politics behind and moved on to social work.
Crawshay had always shown a strong connection to the Welsh rugby players living in England, often travelling to Oxford and Cambridge Universities, inviting Welsh undergraduates to breakfast, in an attempt to recruit new rugby talent. In 1922, Crawshay was invited to bring a team to play against Devonport Services RFC. The resulting team banded together as Crawshay’s Welsh RFC, an invitational team who still play to the present day.
Some of Crawshay’s proudest honours were the Eisteddfod prizes won by his military choirs. Crawshay was a member of the Gorsedd of the Bards – as were/are so many of the paedophiles’ friends – with the bardic name ‘Sieffre o Gyfarthfa’ and was a mounted Herald of the Bard. Crawshay was not a Welsh speaker from childhood, so learned the language as an adult to fulfil his bardic duties.
Dafydd boasted a great deal about his links with the Gorsedd. I believe that his bardic name was ‘Twm Hen’ (‘Old Tom’), taken from the masterpiece drawn by a Hergest Unit patient in 1993, ‘Old Tom Meets Pussy Brandt’.
‘We didn’t know.’
Then why did the Hergest patients spend so much of their time taking the piss out of it all???
I even had some of the artwork on the wall of my house. Visitors would come in and roll around laughing, instantly recognising the subjects of the portraits. And on one occasion, Jeff Crowther the nursing officer at the Hergest Unit, observed that Dafydd’s willy should have been drawn as a far smaller appendage and with an incontinence device attached to the end of it. You were an inspiration Jeff, your suggestion was indeed followed…
Sadly Jeff’s own wife, an Angel who later got a job as a lecturer in the Psychology Dept at UCNW, died at the hands of Dafydd’s gang. Jeff’s wife was an enthusiastic Women’s Morris Dancer and after her cremation, her mate Nicky Heinersdorff, a GP in Bethesda, another Morris Dancer, led a Morris Dance in tribute to Jeff’s wife. Heinersdorff was one of those who refused to blow the whistle on Dafydd’s crimes. As was Jeff. Jeff was subsequently threatened with murder by one of Dafydd’s ‘substance abuse patients’ and had to go into hiding. Jeff then left north Wales. Heinersdorff continued to practice as a GP with the gang and some years later, as the on-call out-of-hours GP, refused to go out and see a patient who was having a heart attack, although the man was one of her own patients who had a long history of heart problems. He died. This man lived about 10 mins walk down the hill in Rachub from Heinersdorff’s own house. That man was my former next door neighbour who had, over a period of years, witnessed what had happened to me and others at the hands of Dafydd’s gang. He was denied medical help after the gang had launched their attack on my PhD supervisor, the VC of Bangor University and escalated their attacks on Brown and I after we began publishing about the mental health services.
Nicky Heinersdorff’s victim had numerous connections which had left him with knowledge of gang members. This was well-known because he was friendly and chatty. As a young man he had done a degree in botany at Manchester University, where he had been taught by Peter Greig-Smith, who later relocated to UCNW where Greig-Smith spent years as a Prof in the Dept of Plant Biology, when that Dept was staffed by many friends and relatives of the gang. Greig-Smith was a colleague/friend of the Cambridge botanist Prof Edred Henry Corner, who was Douglas Hurd’s uncle. See post ‘Additional Security Measures’. Hurd was one of the Home Secretaries who colluded with Dafydd and the gang’s criminality. Greig-Smith’s son, also called Peter, was a Top Doctor in Liverpool. The man who was left to die by Nicky Heinersdorff had also for years been a volunteer for clinical trials/experiments in the Dept of Psychology at UCNW/Bangor University.
Ron is buried in Coetmor Cemetary near Rachub, if anyone would like to visit the grave of a man who was rather more intelligent, erudite and had more integrity than the murdering bastards who run north Wales.
Yesterday the Welsh Gov’t announced that it would be giving another £39m to the NHS in Wales to help it cope with ‘winter pressures’.
Ah the doctors they were wonderful! You can’t complain can you!
Indeed not, you’ll soon be dead if you do.
Heinersdorff’s husband was a builder and the Bethesda builders all had a massive scam which they were working in collaboration with the building societies in Bangor, to force people applying for mortgages to undertake expensive, unnecessary work on houses. See post ‘Meet The Gwerin’. I’m fairly sure that the estate agents in Bangor knew what was going on as well. One of the estate agents, Karen, who worked in Reeds and Rains in Bangor at the time later went to do an archaeology degree at Bangor University. Karen stayed on for a PhD and then secured a bit of lecturing work in the Dept where the VC of Bangor University Merfyn held his Chair, which was teaming with gwerin who had close links with Dafydd and the gang, when the gwerin were trying to force Merfyn out of his job.
Ron’s widow lives on her old age pension and supplements her income by selling her art work. GPs are some of the most highly paid people in Wales, which is why Heinersdorff only needed to work two or three days a week, yet still had a higher income than virtually anyone else in Rachub. Except for Ioan Bowen Rees of course, the Chief Executive of Gwynedd County Council, who was employing the social workers who neglected and abused their clients in Rachub. Heinersdorff now benefits from the very generous Top Doctors’ pension arrangements. Her pension will be more than the incomes of many people in Rachub who are of working age.
Give ’em a bit more Vaughan or Fings Will Break…
The Crawshay family married into the Huxley family in the early 20th century. The Huxleys were friends with Bertrand Russell and Sir Clough Williams-Ellis’s crowd in the Llanfrothen/Croesor area of what is now south Gwynedd, who knew about – and sometimes utilised the services of – Dafydd’s gang and, before Dafydd arrived on the scene, those who preceded Dafydd, Beata Brookes, Peter Walker etc, such as Gwynne the lobotomist. See previous posts eg. ‘So Who Was Angry About What?’ and ‘The Village’.
Rupert Crawshay-Williams, the great-grandson of Thomas Henry (T.H.) Huxley, wrote ‘Russell Remembered’, an account of Russell’s life of thinking and socialising and dropping in for afternoon tea with Clough and generally living the life of Riley while Gwynne and Dafydd destroyed the lives of their less privileged neighbours. It is a fascinating book and one which drops the names of many paedophiles’ friends from an earlier era.
A member of the gwerin doing a bit of philosophising:
A Leather Brogue Chelsea Boot. The sort of thing that a Well-Dressed Man might wear:
Thomas Henry Huxley, known as ‘Darwin’s Bulldog’ for his defence of Darwin’s work, ‘The Origin Of Species’.
Julian Huxley, when Fellow of New College, Oxford, 1922:
Sir Julian Huxley (1887–1975) was the first Director-General of UNESCO. He was Secretary of Zoological Society, Co-founder of the World Wildlife Fund and President of the British Eugenics Society.
The Duke of Edinburgh is the Patron of many organisations, including WWF and the Duke of Edinburgh Award. The Duke was the first President of WWF-UK from its foundation in 1961 to 1982, and President of WWF-International from 1981 to 1996. He is now President Emeritus for WWF.
HRH Carlo’s father was famously promoting the WWF while he enjoyed a bit of hunting.
Get that panda:
Many of the Top Docs who worked at the Maudsley when Dafydd and his colleagues ‘trained’ there were members of the British Eugenics Society.
Julian Huxley co-authored with H.G. Wells.
Julian’s brother Aldous is famous for writing ‘Brave New World’, which when Louise Brown was born in 1978 people stated was ‘about test-tube babies’. At the end of the book the hero in ‘Brave New World’ is found hanging, although Dafydd’s gang don’t feature in the story.
Aldous also experimented with mescaline and wrote ‘The Doors Of Perception’ as a result.
Here are the Doors Of Bryn Estyn; of course no-one can believe what those boys said about what happened to them there because they were just a load of drug addicts:
Aldous Huxley’s only child was Matthew Huxley (1920-2005). Matthew was an author, educator, anthropologist and prominent epidemiologist. His work ranged from promoting universal health care to establishing standards of care for nursing home patients and the mentally ill to investigating the question of what is a socially sanctionable drug. Didn’t he do well!
Andrew Huxley (1917–2012), another of T.H. Huxley’s grandchildren, was awarded the Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine for studies of the CNS, especially the activity of nerve fibres. Huxley’s work was carried out on the Atlantic squid, a creature with tentacles that get everywhere. Andrew was the second Huxley to be President of the Royal Society, the first being his grandfather, T.H.Huxley, because being President of the Royal Society, like mental illness, is Genetic. Sir Andrew Huxley’s education and work took place mostly at Trinity College, Cambridge and UCL. That was probably Genetic as well.
Here is the man who inherited such superior strands of DNA:
Sir Andrew Huxley
Jessie, the eldest daughter of T.H. Huxley, married Frederick Waller, who became architect to the Dean and Chapter of Gloucester Cathedral and unofficial architect-in-chief to the Huxley family. Sir Clough Williams-Ellis was an architect, he was memorably described as having built Portmeirion from a few bits and pieces that he found lying about in his back garden.
One of the victims of Dafydd’s gang whom I knew in Bangor in the 1980s and 90s was a man called Trevor Tunstall. Trevor had been one of the architects who had worked on the Bull Ring Centre in Birmingham in the 1960s and knew much about the civic corruption in Birmingham at that time, which was linked to the network of those we know and love in north Wales (see previous posts). People liked to believe that Trevor was a nutter but Trevor was in reality an intelligent man who knew much about the wrongdoing in Bangor University, especially that in the Psychology Dept and Trevor could name names as well, along with details of the crimes. Including Dafydd’s corrupt practices in relation to the abuse of the Army pensions system.
The man who wrecked Trevor’s life and credibility was Dr Tony Francis. Francis sectioned Trevor and detained him in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. Trevor was then offered a bed in ‘High Pastures’, one of Dafydd’s nursing homes. After admission Trevor noticed much wrong at ‘High Pastures’ and he was also presented with a bill for a great deal of money, far more than he had been led to believe. So Trevor discharged himself. He was subsequently refused all care and treatment after Tony Francis declared that ‘there is nothing that anyone can do for him’. Trevor and I made friends in the late 1980s and began exchanging experiences. Then a police officer in Bangor told Trevor that I was mad and dangerous and told me that Trevor was mad and dangerous. Trevor and I made friends all over again when we realised that we had both been told lies about each other and we exchanged a lot more information. At one point – although I only found out about this later – Trevor visited local solicitors in Bangor, including my solicitor Alwyn Jones and told them that he was very concerned at what was happening to me at the hands of the mental health services. But no-one took any notice because Trevor was mad. Then I told a few people that I was worried about what was happening to Trevor, but no-one took any notice, because I was mad.
Trevor died some years ago after being mad for decades. There are however Bangor grads about who knew Trevor because the students thought that Trevor was a bit of a laugh and used to invite him to their parties and they did not simply dismiss him as mad… I presume that one such Bangor grad is not Danny ‘Slumdog Millionaire London Olympics 2012 Wheel Me Out Whenever Dafydd’s Gang Needs Good PR’ Boyle.
Jessie and Fred had a son, Noel Huxley Waller, and a daughter, Oriana Huxley Waller. Noel became Colonel of the 5th Gloucesters and succeeded his father as architect to Gloucester Cathedral. and had five children from two marriages. He married, first, Helen Durrant, with Anthony, Audrey, Oriana and Letitia as children. Then he married Marion Taylor, with daughters Marion and Priscilla.
Oriana married E.S.P. Haynes, an Eton and Balliol scholar – although he wasn’t a Fellow of All Souls like all the best people are, he didn’t do too badly because Ted Heath went to Balliol – who became a dedicated divorce law reformer. They had three daughters, one of whom was Renée. Renee married Jerrard Tickell and they had three sons. One son is Crispin Tickell.
Sir Crispin is a member of the gwerin who has served the paedophiles’ friends in his capacity as Chef de Cabinet to Woy Jenkins, when Woy the member of the gwerin who gave long and loyal service to Dafydd’s gang was the President of the European Commission, 1977–1980. Sir Crispin was British Ambassador to Mexico, 1981–1983; Permanent Secretary of the Overseas Development Administration (now DfID), 1984–1987; British Ambassador to the UN; Permanent Representative on the UN Security Council, 1987–1990; Warden of Green College, Oxford, 1990-97. Sir Crispin is Director of the Policy Foresight Programme of the James Martin Institute for Science and Civilization at Oxford University. He is the President of the UK charidee Tree Aid, ‘which enables communities in Africa’s drylands to fight poverty and become self-reliant, while improving the environment’. Sir Crispin has many interests, including the early history of the Earth. Read all about it on this blog Sir Crispin, including the paleo-archaeology of the gwerin. See previous posts for more information re Sir Crispin and Woy.
The daughter of Sir Crispin’s brother Patrick is Dame Clare Tickell, Chief Executive of Action for Children, the new name for NCH (the National Children’s Home) which needed rebranding when it became public that many of those involved with it were paedophiles, including the Patron, George Thomas. In 2011, Clare Tickell’s brother, Adam, was appointed PVC at Birmingham University. Birmingham University grew out of Mason Science College, which Thomas Huxley formally opened in 1880. Professor Adam Tickell became VC at the University of Sussex in 2016.
Now here’s an interesting fact. Merfyn Jones went to Sussex University when he was a student because he took the view that Oxbridge was full of a load of moribund old stuffed shirts who were scratching each others backs. There’s no escape Merfyn, not even to Sussex, they are myriad, they are legion. Furthermore, as someone who left a comment on this blog recently observed, the stuffed blouses are every bit as bad as the stuffed shirts. What we need is Diversity! Let’s have some Wimmin! Now who’s wife/daughter/bedfellow is in need of a job???
Geoffrey Howe’s wife, who is also related to HRH’s wife Camilla:
Meri Huws, bedfellow of Alun Pugh AM, Andrew Davies AM and, it is said Rhodri Morgan FM. Meri’s highest qualification however is her previous job as a Gwynedd community social worker, while the gang abused the kids in care, including in the Ty’r Felin children’s home in Bangor, on Meri’s patch:
Henry Huxley, the youngest son of T.H. Huxley, trained as a Top Doc at Bart’s, along with so many others who served as umbrellas for Dafydd and the gang. Henry married Sophy Stobart, an Angel. Sophy was the daughter of a landowning and churchgoing Yorkshire family who were somewhat nervous of a connection with the son of a famous infidel, T.H. having maxed out on being an agnostic. Thus family meetings were held to smooth feelings and avoid difficulties. Everything must have been sorted though, because after the nuptials the couple were set up in London, with a medical practice for Henry. Henry and Sophy had five children: Marjorie, Gervas, Michael, Christopher and Anne.
A shooting party in Scotland, 1907:
Back row: Henry Huxley; Gervas Huxley. Front row: Anne Huxley; Netty Huxley; Dighton Pollock.
Gervas, the eldest son of Henry Huxley, fought in WW I and received the Military Cross on the first day of Passchendaele for capturing prisoners whose presence showed the arrival of a fresh German Guards Division. In 1939 Gervas was recruited to help set up the wartime Ministry of Information. After the war he sat on the Executive Committee of the British Council. Gervas’s second marriage was to Elspeth Grant (1907–1997) in 1931. Elspeth had grown up in Kenya and was a friend of Joy Adamson.
Joy Adamson’s life and adventures with Elsa the lion were of course immortalised in the film ‘Born Free’. Although things weren’t quite as they were portrayed in ‘Born Free’. Joy Adamson, who had studied medicine, was reputed to be a very confrontational woman who was discussing Uganda with numerous people other than her husband – George Adamson was Joy’s third husband, her second husband had been a botanist – and treating the servants very badly. So much so that the servants really hated her. At one point, in order to raise money for the lions, Joy Adamson offered to have sex with the highest bidder. It’s not as if she was coerced into doing that by Dafydd et al, it was free will, but it was nonetheless the sort of thing that wasn’t mentioned on ‘Blue Peter’. When Joy Adamson was found dead in 1980, the world’s headlines screamed that she’d been killed by her Beloved Lions. It transpired that the Beloved Lions had been framed by the servants who had murdered Joy Adamson because they had had a bellyful and they had constructed a scene to make it look as though it was the lions wot did it. If only Adamson’s servants had employed the services of Dafydd’s gang, with Dr Donald Wayte as the pathologist, Dewi Pritchard Jones as the coroner and Huw Daniel as the judge, those lions would have gone down for that. In 1989, Joy’s husband George was murdered as well, but that was by Somali bandits and it couldn’t be blamed on the Beloved Lions.
The person who starred in ‘Born Free’ was Virginia McKenna:
When I worked at St George’s Hospital Medical School, one of the most obnoxious members of staff who enthusiastically joined in the efforts to force me out when I refused to withdraw my complaint about Dafydd and the gang, with whom St George’s had links, was a researcher called Mandy Leigh. Mandy was mates with Virginia McKenna’s family and was involved with their conservation and fund raising activities. Other highlights of Mandy’s biography were her subjecting a visiting Yugoslavian doctor to a hate campaign because the doctor had a hormone disorder which caused a distortion in her voice, so Mandy referred to her as Eaglet and every time the Yugoslavian doctor entered the room Mandy would start making loud croaking noises; and Mandy having sex with Richard Penketh, a Top Doctor, in the lab during working hours, while Penketh gave her the list of names of the other staff that he wanted to shag. Penketh proved to be such a liability in terms of his relentless sexual harassment of staff who were not consenting a la Mandy and his failing of professional exams, that St George’s stated that they would ‘pass him on’, but not within London. They were going to give Penketh to Wales, ‘because that’s where we send all the really bad doctors’. Richard Penketh is indeed now working as a consultant gynaecologist at the University Hospital in Cardiff and he also has a private practice at the Spire Hospital. When the paedophiles’ friend Dr Brian Gibbons was the Welsh Gov’t Health Minister, he gave Penketh an award for excellence.
Ah the doctors they were wonderful! We mustn’t complain!
Hey ho Gibbons you worthless turd:
With deepest love Gibbons!!! On behalf of George.
After Elspeth married Gervas, she wrote White Man’s Country: Lord Delamere and the Making of Kenya.
Biographers have sometimes noted the occurrence of mental illness in the Huxley family. T.H. Huxley’s father became “sunk in worse than childish imbecility of mind” and later died in Barming Asylum; brother George suffered from “extreme mental anxiety” and died in 1863 leaving serious debts. Brother James was at 55 “as near mad as any sane man can be”.
T.H. Huxley’s favourite daughter, Mady (Marion), who became the first wife of artist John Collier, was troubled by mental illness for years. By her mid-twenties it was becoming clear that she was not sane and was getting steadily worse (the diagnosis is uncertain). Huxley persuaded Jean-Martin Charcot, one of Freud’s teachers, to examine her with a view to treatment; but soon Mady died of pneumonia.
As a young apprentice to a physician, T.H. Huxley was taken to watch a postmortem dissection. Afterwards he sank into a ‘deep lethargy’ and though he ascribed this to dissection poisoning, Cyril Bibby and others have suggested that emotional shock precipitated a clinical depression. On the third voyage of HMS Rattlesnake in 1848, a voyage mostly to New Guinea and the NE Australian coast, including the Great Barrier Reef, Huxley experienced months of serious depression.
T.H. Huxley had periods of depression at the end of 1871, alleviated by a cruise to Egypt and again in 1873, this time coincident with expensive building work on his house. His friends were alarmed and his Top Doctor ordered three months rest. Darwin picked up his pen, and with Tyndall’s help raised £2,100 for him – an enormous sum. The money was partly to pay for his recuperation, and partly to pay his bills. Huxley set out in July to the Auvergne and his wife and son Leonard joined him in Cologne, while the younger children stayed at Down House in Emma Darwin’s care.
Finally, in 1884 T.H. Huxley sank into another depression, and this time it precipitated his decision to retire in 1885, at the age of only 60. Today’s Top Doctors are usually go earlier than that. Huxley resigned the Presidency of the Royal Society in mid-term, the Inspectorship of Fisheries and his Chair as soon as he decently could and took six months’ leave. His pension was a fairly handsome £1500 a year.
This is enough to indicate the way depression (or perhaps a moderate bipolar disorder) interfered with T.H. Huxley’s life, but he was able to function well at other times.
The problems continued sporadically into the third generation. Two of Leonard Huxley’s sons suffered serious depression: Trevenen committed suicide in 1914 and Julian suffered a number of breakdowns. Of course, there are many family members for whom no information one way or the other is available, but both the talent and the mental problems would have interested Francis Galton: “The direct result of this enquiry is… to prove that the laws of heredity are as applicable to the mental faculties as to the bodily faculties”.
No matter how rough the Huxleys felt or to what degree their troubles were Genetic, they at least did not encounter Dafydd et al. Had they done so, there would have been no books, voyages to New Guinea or Nobel prizes from any of them.
I will now return to Vivian Lewis and Brecon and Radnorshire after that detour.
During the early 1950s, the Conservative Gov’t resisted the growing pressure for the establishment of the post of Secretary of State for Wales. The MP for Brecon and Radnorshire, 1945-70, was the Labour member Tudor Elwyn Watkins, Baron Watkins (9 May 1903-2 November 1983), who was a supporter of the Parliament for Wales campaign, along with the Windbags’ and paedophiles’ friend and member of the gwerin, Lord Cledwyn, the Labour MP for Anglesey, 1951-79 (see previous posts eg. The Cradle Of Filth’ and ‘How Much Greater Is A Man than A Sheep?’).
A tablet at the Brecon Beacons Mountain Centre, with references to Lord Cledwyn and Tudor Watkins:
Watkins was born at Abercrave and worked as a miner from 1917 until 1925. He served as a Labour Party constituency agent in Brecon and Radnorshire, 1925-33 and was the General Secretary to the Breconshire Association of Friendly Societies, 1937-48. Watkins was also a supporter of CND. He visited the Soviet Union in 1961 and Patagonia in 1965. This member of the gwerin was created a life peer in May 1972. Lord Watkins died on 2 November 1983. He was cremated and his ashes buried in the churchyard of St David’s Church, Llanfaes, Brecon. His wife’s ashes are also buried there.
The Brecon area, like Snowdonia, was/is a favourite location to which children were/are taken for outward bound activities, weekends, holidays etc. Kids in care are often considered to benefit from such activities and there were problems in the Brecon area with those children being targeted and molested. On 6 January 1976, Anthony David Taylor was convicted at Talgarth Magistrates Court on two offences of indecent assault upon boys staying at the Bryn Alyn Community. He was fined £20 for each offence. The conviction of Taylor will have only been the tip of the iceberg. A number of people who were involved with the abuse of children or concealed it, including Baroness Eirene White, the Labour MP for East Flintshire, 1950-70, Adrianne Jones, who was one of the advisers to the Waterhouse Inquiry and had served as Director of Social Services in a number of authorities which were sending kids in care to children’s homes in north Wales including the City of Birmingham and George Melly, who offered underaged boys money in return for sex when he stayed in Bangor after a gig at Theatre Gwynedd, all retired to the Brecon area. See previous posts.
Churchill created a post of Minister for Welsh Affairs to be held by the post of Home Secretary. Harold Macmillan altered this arrangement in January 1957 when he appointed Henry Brooke as Minister for Housing and Local Government and Minister for Welsh Affairs. Around the same time, the Council for Wales and Monmouthshire recommended the appointment of a Secretary of State for Wales, with executive responsibilities similar to those of the Secretary of State for Scotland. The Council’s recommendation was supported by the opposition parties and by a number of Welsh Conservatives.
By 1957 the weekend gatherings at Cliveden, the family seat of Bill Astor, 3rd Viscount Astor, were an established tradition. The gatherings involved an interesting mix, including call girls from disadvantaged backgrounds – some of whom were still in their teens and had been coerced into sex work when they were as young as 15 – members of the Royal Family, Gov’t Ministers and it is alleged Russian spies. Baroness Jean Trumpington, who’s friend Sarah aka Sally Norton was dumped by Bill Astor in 1953 after producing the required heir, was a regular at Cliveden. See post ’95 Glorious Years!’. It was Trumpers who, in her capacity as Thatcher’s Health Minister, appointed Jimmy Savile to the management task force of Broadmoor in the late 1980s. See post ‘Socio-Political Context Of The North Wales Mental Health Services In The 1980s’ and ‘A Pretty Classy Piece Of Operation’. After Bill Astor ditched Sally Norton, he married Phillipa Hunloke, but he soon moved on and in 1960 he married Bronwen Alun-Pugh, the daughter of a Welsh judge. Bronwen was a former model and faced accusations that she and her friends were little more than Welsh slappers who had the goal of bagging rich men.
“With a Little Help from My Friends”
Single by Joe Cocker
from the album ‘With a Little Help From My Friends’
If Bronwen was an upmarket slapper, that particular idea had probably been suggested to Bronwen during her formative years by her Elders and Betters. Bronwen went to school in Dolgellau, the town in which Ioan Bowen Rees, the CEO of Gwynedd County Council when Dafydd’s gang ran riot in the kids homes, grew up and went to school. Ioan’s dad was the English master of the grammar school in Dolgellau and there was just one years difference in age between Ioan and Bronwen. Ioan Bowen Rees’s mum had been one of the first students to study at UCNW – UCNW paved the way by accepting women students from it’s very establishment before most universities did. Ioan’s father also went to UCNW and held office in the Students Union while he was there. For more information on Bronwen, see post ‘In Memoriam – Bronwen, Lady Astor’.
Henry Brooke, Baron Brooke of Cumnor (9 April 1903 – 29 March 1984) served as Macmillan’s Chief Secretary to the Treasury and Paymaster-General, 1961–62 and – following the “Night of the Long Knives” — as Home Secretary, 1962–64. So Henry was at the centre of the action when the Profumo Affair erupted, covering Macmillan’s Gov’t and his class in general with crap. Henry Brooke was a classmate of Rab Butler – another mate of Trumpers, from Trumpers’ days in Cambridge when Rab was Master of Trinity College, Cambridge, 1965-77 – at Marlborough College. Brooke then went to Balliol and taught there for one year.
Brooke worked at a Quaker settlement for the unemployed in the Rhondda, 1927–28. After a year on ‘TheEconomist’, Brooke became one of the original members, and subsequently Deputy Chairman, of the Conservative Research Dept, 1929–37, under the Chairmanship of Neville Chamberlain. By the 1960s, the Conservative Research Dept was notorious for being staffed by predatory gay men and some of them had been employed there for years.
Brooke served as the Tory MP for Lewisham West, 1938-45. He was elected to the London County Council in 1946 and served as Conservative leader on the Council until 1951, continuing to serve on the Council and the Hampstead Borough Council until 1955. Previous posts have mentioned how numerous people who sat on the London County Council colluded with the abuse of children, including Jim Callaghan’s wife Audrey. Brooke was the last Deputy Chairman of the Southern Railway before nationalisation, 1946-48. Brooke returned to Parliament in 1950, and entered Churchill’s Gov’t in 1954 as Financial Secretary to the Treasury, serving under Rab Butler and Macmillan when they were Chancellors of the Exchequer.
Brooke continued in this job until 1957, when he became Minister of Housing and Local Gov’t and Minister of Welsh Affairs in Macmillan’s Gov’t, entering the Cabinet.
As Minister for Welsh Affairs, Henry Brooke caused anger throughout Wales through his crucial support of Liverpool Council’s bid to secure Westminster’s approval of an Act of Parliament to flood Cwm Tryweryn in Meirionydd – in order to create a reservoir to provide water for the city of Liverpool – thereby by-passing Welsh local authority opposition to the scheme. The flooding of Cwm Tryweryn resulted in the villagers of Capel Celyn being forcibly removed from their homes because the village was going underwater. There was a great deal of bad feeling and much was made by members of Plaid that Capel Celyn was a Welsh speaking village. Dafydd was involved with the Tryweryn campaign. Dafydd was a medical student at Liverpool at the time and he forged links with Irish Republican activists, travelling to Ireland to visit them, to gain knowledge and experience of violent methods of activism, including the use of explosives. By that time, Dafydd had found out that young people from Wales were being exported to England as sex workers and he began cultivating the company of corrupt professional people in Liverpool who would later assist him when he cranked up the people trafficking in a big way after he had qualified as a Top Doctor.
Nice work GMC, a people trafficking drug dealer who was mates with armed terrorists and you stood and watched it all for decades despite hundreds of complaints, police investigations, Public Inquiries…
Here’s Ioan of the Gwerin:
Largely in response to the protests over Tryweryn, Henry Brooke subsequently attracted investment to Wales, including such projects as the Severn Bridge, the steelworks at Llanwern, and the Heads of the Valleys Road.
Can anyone see North Wales hidden in the picture? Because I can’t. But then if the north Wales economy had been anything to boast about in the 1970s, 80s and 90s, Dafydd and the gang would not have been able to reign supreme as a result of them holding all of the scarce professional jobs in the region.
Some critics have maintained that Brooke was one of the worst Home Secretaries of the twentieth century. In the Oxford Dictionary of National Biography, Philip Knightley-Smith wrote, of Brooke’s two years at the Home Office: ““His declared priorities were to confront the crime wave and to reduce prison over-crowding by a new building programme: but his deliberative pragmatism was ill-suited to his new responsibilities…He was involved in one rumpus after another, and became widely reviled.”
Brooke was plunged into controversy at the very beginning of his term of office because of his initial reaction to the case of Carmen Bryan, a 22-year-old Jamaican woman and first offender, who pleaded guilty to petty larceny (shoplifting goods worth £2) and was recommended for deportation by Paddington Magistrates Court. Brooke’s acquiescence to the court order and Carmen’s six-week detention in Holloway Prison pending deportation was seen widely as both unnecessary and unjust. Neither bail or the opportunity to appeal were offered directly to Carmen. Standing firm, Brooke told the Commons, “I think it would be a great act of injustice if I were to stand in the way of her returning to Jamaica. I am not prepared to look at this case again”. Parliamentary outrage and the media spotlight combined to force a speedy review where, four days later, Brooke recanted, freeing Bryan and allowing her to remain. Deportations for misdemeanours were subsequently suspended. There had been more than eighty recommendations for deportation in the seven weeks following the Conservative Gov’ts introduction of the Commonwealth Immigrants Act (1962).
Now, Sir Henry has made it clear, you’ll be back on the next boat, although there may be a little weekend job for you at Cliveden if you’re interested…
Brooke received unprecedented criticism on ‘That Was The Week That Was’ on the BBC in 1962–63, which called him “the most hated man in Britain” and ended a mock profile of him with the phrase “If you’re Home Secretary, you can get away with murder”. You can if you are a Top Doctor as well, as Graham Chapman, who worked with and was friendly with many of those who starred in TWTWTW, knew by witnessing what his colleagues at Bart’s got up to.
Chapman came from Leicester where his father was a policeman. By the time that Chapman was growing up, the abuse ring in Leicester that later linked up to Dafydd et al in north Wales was established.
Brooke was also involved in the passage of various new anti-drug laws, including ones banning possession of amphetamines and the growing of cannabis. The hippies in Bethesda always maintained that it was Henry Brooke’s mishandling of drugs legislation that caused such problems with class A drugs and criminalised so many harmless people. Dafydd however did really well out of it, as the hippies used to point out. After all, they knew what Dafydd was doing.
As the final arbiter in death penalty cases Brooke was the last Home Secretary to allow a death sentence to go ahead.
Sir Alec Douglas-Home kept Brooke in office as Home Secretary when he became PM in October 1963 and his last 12 months in office, which saw the introduction of the Police Act 1964 and the creation of a Royal Commission on Crime and Punishment, attracted much less controversy.
Brooke lost his seat in 1966. He was created a life peer as Baron Brooke of Cumnor in July 1966 and acted as a Conservative front bench spokesman in the House of Lords until 1970. The onset of Parkinson’s disease then led him to retire gradually from public life.
Brooke married Barbara Muriel, the daughter of the Rev Alfred Matthews, a Welsh Minister in 1933. After having started a family, Brooke entered politics in 1948, when she became a member of Hampstead Council, a seat that she held until 1965; she also was a Joint Vice-Chairman of the Conservative Party from 1954-64. She had also been active in a number of health organisations in her lifetime, including being a member of the North West Metropolitan Regional Hospital Board from 1954–66, Chair of The Queen’s Institute of District Nursing from 1961–71 and the North London Hospital Management Committee from 1963-66. Babs knew about Dafydd and the gang and a great deal more.
In 1964, Babs was made a life peer as Baroness Brooke of Ystradfellte. See previous posts for details of the many roles and activities in which Babs helped Dafydd and the gang out.
Lord Henry Brooke of Cumnor died in 1984, aged 80. One biographer has written of him: “He was a quiet, friendly, honest and steadfast man, who was regarded by his detractors as a cruel, deceitful, ogre. His gentle, affectionate memoir of his father Leslie Brooke and Johnny Crow (1982) belies the public’s view of him”.
The dreadful Babs died in September 2000, aged 92. She clung onto life until the Waterhouse Report had been safely published and the cover-up completed.
Here is Babs and she’s not going to listen to any nonsense about that nice Dr Jones, who has been very good to those boys, no-one else would have bothered with them:
Whether Gentle Henry and Babs were any relation of Professor Oliver Brooke, the paedophile paediatrician at St George’s Hospital Medical School who was rescued from prison in the summer of 1987 by Lord Chief Justice Geoffrey Lane himself, I do not know. But Henry and Babs did have four children:
Peter Leonard Brooke, later the Lord Brooke of Sutton Mandeville, who was the Tory MP for the Cities of London and Westminster, 1977-2001 and served in the Cabinet under Thatch and John Major. Among other posts, Brooke was Chairman of the Conservative Party, 3 July 1987 – 24 July 1989 and Secretary of State for N Ireland, 24 July 1989 – 10 April 1992. Brooke did of course conceal the crimes of Dafydd et al and the rest of the Westminster Paedophile Ring. See previous posts for the full lowdown on Brooke.
Sir Henry Brooke, (died 2018), a judge and Lord Justice of Appeal. Sir Henry was a member of Inner Temple, as was Lord Elizabeth Butler-Sloss, who concealed the extent of the crimes of Dafydd and the gang’s associates in Cleveland (see post ‘Twas The Night Before Christmas And The Culprits Were Named’) and was the sister of Lord Michael Havers, who was Attorney General under Thatch and actively blocked the prosecution of ‘VIP’ paedophiles, including the diplomat Sir Peter Hayman. Sir Simon Hughes, who went to school in Brecon, qualified as a barrister and spent many happy years as the Lib Dem MP for Bermondsey ignoring the trafficking of numerous children by Southwark Borough Council to children’s homes in north Wales over years, was a member of Inner Temple. Southwark was on the doorstep of the Maudsley, which was full of Dafydd’s mates who were covering up for the gang in north Wales. One of those was Dr Jim Birley, who also established community programmes for psych patients in Southwark. Birley was mates with Lord David Ennals, who for years was a leading light in MIND while Dafydd was involved with that organisation. Ennals also concealed the crimes of Dafydd et al when he was a Minister in the Home Office, a Minister in the DHSS and as Secretary of State for the DHSS. Ennals’ brother Martin was Secretary-General of Amnesty International and had links to numerous people who colluded with Dafydd, as does David Ennals son Sir Paul Ennals. See previous posts eg. ‘The Battle For the Labour Party’s Soul’.
Honor Leslie Brooke, married Dr. Thomas Nigel Miller.
Margaret Hilary Diana Brooke, married Dr. James Pulfer.
On 3 December 1957, Macmillan’s Cabinet agreed to appoint a Minister of State for Welsh Affairs and to develop further measures of administrative devolution. Vivian Lewis was appointed Minister of State for Welsh Affairs on 12 December 1957 and he was created a hereditary peer as Baron Brecon of Llanfeugan, Brecknock, on 30 January 1958.
With Beata Brooke’s mate Vivian Lewis as Minister of State to the Cabinet Minister with responsibility for Welsh Affairs and Lewis in the Lords as well, I imagine that it was party time.
The astonishment which greeted the appointment was recorded by ‘The Economist’: “How an obscure Brecon County Councillor, visiting London (in his tweed suit) for the University Rugger match, was called to Downing Street to be made a baron and a Minister of State, represents one of the most curious political appointments since Caligula made his horse a consul. Mr. Lewis, the gentleman concerned, has shown engaging frankness about the unexpectedness of his appointment; he owes it, of course, to the fact that he combines some Welsh mystique, and probably the organising ability that often accompanies that mystique, with the very rare attribute of also voting Conservative.”
I can’t see much wrong with wearing a tweed suit, that’s a matter of personal choice and as the old gits on ‘The Economist’ knew, people of that era in rural areas always wore a tweed suit if they were dressing up in their best, no-one’s going to bother with a top hat and tails in Brecon. Had those on ‘The Economist’ spent less time sneering at the bumpkins and more time doing their jobs, they’d have known that the man from Brecon in a tweed suit had been given a peerage because he was a member of the gwerin’s trafficking ring which supplied Welsh wenches (and Welsh boys) to the Royals, Gentry and Gov’t Ministers of England and furthermore he knew where the bodies were buried.
Besides Vivian Lewis’s obscurity, the other objections against the new Minister were that his role was imprecise and that he lacked executive power. He was to assist Henry Brooke in bringing forward specific devolution of tasks from central Gov’t and he was to be based in Cardiff. The appointment did not satisfy the Council for Wales and Monmouthshire which produced a further report on 18 April 1958; in a tart reply, the PM commented “Nor do I share the view of the panel – indeed, it would surprise me to learn that the people of Wales generally shared it – that the new post of Minister of State for Welsh Affairs occupied by Lord Brecon is valueless to Wales”.
Indeed, the sex workers of Wales had never had it so good. There were excellent opportunities for them in England.
The Lord Boothby
Bob Boothby was a Tory politician who had an affair with Harold Macmillan’s wife, Dorothy. Bob Boothby had affairs with a great many other people as well and utilised the services of rent boys. Boothby was friends with Ronnie and Reggie Kray.
The risks were high for the sex workers in the event of exposure, as Christine Keeler discovered. In the wake of the Profumo Affair, Christine was the only person who went to prison. She was 19, had been sexually assaulted by her mother’s male friends when she was 15 and when she was 17 had given birth to a baby who had lived only days. Shortly before the media explosion, Christine had gone into hiding because she was so frightened of one of the men who was an associate of the criminal gang who had introduced her to the Cliveden set. She was also attacked at home. Keeler later pleaded guilty to charges of perjury before Sir Anthony Hawke, the Recorder of London and in December 1963 was sentenced to nine months’ imprisonment. Hawke was a member of Middle Temple, as was Ronnie Waterhouse. Hawke didn’t die until 1964, so Ronnie will have known him. The Home Secretary when Christine was jailed was one Henry Brooke.
The other casualty of the Profumo Affair was Stephen Ward, an osteopath who really was screwed over by those who had asked him to provide them with young women. The official story is that Ward killed himself, but he was certainly helped on his way in that endeavour by some Top Docs. See previous posts.
Jack Profumo took a great deal of flak and was on the receiving end of a lot of How Very Dare Yous, but he subsequently rehabilitated himself by spending many years Working For The Poor Of The East End as a result of his involvement with Toynbee Hall. With which more than a few paedophiles’ friends were involved. By the time that Jack Profumo was doing his charidee work dahn in the East End, Dafydd’s gang were operating in the area.
‘The Guardian’ never published a word about any of it, although they assisted Dafydd’s gang when the gang was in need of help in the early 1990s by publishing fallacious allegations about a Bangor University sociologist who had spilt the pints of the gwerin.
Polly famously joined the Gang of Four in the SDP and Poll stood unsuccessfully for election as an SDP candidate. Dr Death knew some of the Top Doctors in north Wales who were involved with Dafydd’s gang and every member of the Gang Of Four knew about the serious criminality with which Dafydd et al were involved. See post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’
The Lord Boothby
In his first month in Ministerial office, Lord Brecon had visited north Wales three times; on the third occasion, he undertook an analysis of the problems facing the slate quarrying industry and on the same day found himself both 1000 ft up a mountain as he toured the Dinorwic Quarry and 1000 ft underground at the Oakley Quarry in Blaenau Ffestiniog.
After all, Lord Brecon’s family business Owned Quarrymen.
Within a few months of his appointment, Lord Brecon was involved in the establishment of the Development Corporation for Wales, which was launched by Lord Brecon and Sir Miles Thomas, the Corporation’s Chairman, on 17 September 1958. The corporation was an organization of Welsh industrialists, ‘free from Gov’t control and finance’. These activities reflected Brecon’s background in industry and led to little comment. Why are we not surprised? When Lord Brecon was appointed, he agreed, in answer to public criticism, that he did not speak Welsh but understood a certain amount. He promised that he would take steps to ensure that he was more confident in his knowledge of the language.
Lord Brecon’s appointment was made against the background of the controversy over the Secretary of State, which led to a number of resignations from the Council for Wales and Monmouthshire and the ensuing emasculation of that body and of the very bitter controversy over Tryweryn. In view of this, it is surprising that he did not anticipate the controversy that would arise over the appointment of another member of the gwerin, Mrs Rachel Jones, as the BBC’s Welsh Governor.
Rachel Jones was the wife of the Dean of Brecon and she had spent a number of years in Australia where her husband held positions in Perth; she had little knowledge of Welsh affairs or the Welsh language. The Dean of Brecon and his wife were close friends of Lord and Lady Brecon. There was a great public row over the appointment, which gave both Brooke and Brecon a very uncomfortable time; a joke reported that the BBC now stood for Brooke, Brecon Club. Mrs Jones also bagged the job of Chairman of the Broadcasting Council for Wales.
Lord Brecon served as Minister of State to Ministers for Welsh Affairs Henry Brooke 1957-1961; briefly to Charles Hill 1961-62; and to Sir Keith Joseph, 1962-64.
Lord Charles Hill was the Lord Haw-Haw of Top Doctors. Charles Hill was born in Islington and was educated at St Olave’s Grammar School in Southwark. He won a scholarship to Trinity College, Cambridge and continued his medical studies at the London Hospital. Hill became Deputy Medical Officer of Oxford in 1930. He became Assistant Secretary of the BMA from 1932 and was Secretary, 1944-50.
During WW II, Charles Hill served as the “Radio Doctor” became part of the Ministry of Food’s programme, “Kitchen Front”, every morning from 1942. This was a disguise for propaganda on behalf of the Gov’t.
Hill was the BMA’s Secretary when the NHS was introduced in 1948. He was one of the Top Docs who held Nye Bevan over a barrel and ensured that GPs did not simply become salaried employees.
Hill was elected as the Conservative and National Liberal MP for Luton in 1950. Hill was appointed Parliamentary Secretary to the Ministry of Food in 1951. He became the Postmaster-General (a non-Cabinet Ministerial position with responsibilities that included broadcasting) in 1955; during his period in office Hill publicly berated the BBC for its reporting of the Suez Crisis. In May 1956, Hill attempted to formalise the existing agreement by which discussions or statements about matters before Parliament could not be broadcast in the fortnight preceding any debate (the ‘fourteen-day rule’). However, the Suez Crisis rendered this policy unworkable in practice and the government agreed to its suspension at the end of the year. Hill, who had been uneasy about the implications of the rule for freedom of expression, was relieved.
From 1957 to 1961, Hill was Chancellor of the Duchy of Lancaster and from 1961 he was Minister of Housing and Local Gov’t and Welsh Affairs but he lost his place in the Cabinet in the ‘Night Of The Long Knives’ reshuffle in 1962.
Hill was appointed as the Chairman of the ITA in 1963, where he continued his hostile attitude towards the BBC. He was created a life peer in 1963. In 1967, Hill announced that all the ITV contracts were all to be re-advertised, because he was concerned about the large profits being made by the major companies and their lack of regional identity. This resulted in a radical reorganisation of the ITV network.
Hill succeeded Lord Normanbrook as the Chairman of the BBC Governors, 1967–1972, having been appointed by PM Harold Wilson, to “sort out” the Corporation. His appointment as BBC Chairman surprised the BBC’s Governors and several resigned. Wilson encouraged Lord Hill to be active in Editorial decisions. Hill had a difficult relationship with the DG of the BBC, Hugh Greene and he eventually forced Greene to resign in 1969. Greene later described Hill as a “vulgarian”. He had a quieter relationship with Greene’s successor, Charles Curran. Hill retired from the BBC in 1972 and died in 1989, aged 85.
Hill married Marion Spencer Wallace, with whom he had two sons and three daughters. See previous posts for more information on Charles Hill.
Harold Wilson was well aware of the Westminster Paedophile Ring and the role that Dafydd et al were playing in it. Wilson also knew that George Thomas was a child molester but Thomas was a real crowd puller for the Labour Party in south Wales, so Wilson remained on excellent terms with him and used to lead his election campaigns with Thomas in south Wales. Wilson utilised the Top Doctors to the maximum in concealing the Westminster Paedophile Ring, he knew that they were the key to keeping the lid on it.
Keith Joseph also concealed the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Joseph’s seat was in Leeds at Jimmy Savile HQ and he knew that there were strong links between the gang in Yorkshire and Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. When Joseph’s was in the DHSS in Heath’s Cabinet, he appointed as his adviser Barbara Kahan, a senior social worker who had concealed abuse in Oxfordshire and in other regions before that.
Lord Brecon remained in the Gov’t when Sir Alec Douglas-Home became PM in 1963. With Keith Joseph’s assistance, Lord Brecon promoted, with a view to the investiture of the Birthday Boy the Prince of Wales, the appointment of Major Francis Jones as Wales Herald Extraordinary.
When he left office in 1964, Lord Brecon resumed a directorship with Television Wales and West Ltd. Lord Wyn Roberts who spent years as a Minister in the Welsh Office covering up Dafydd’s doings, was the son of a Nonconformist Minister and Wyn spent his early career as a journo with TV stations covering Wales and the West Country. See post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’.
Lord Brecon joined the board of Powell Duffryn, which had purchased his family’s firms in January 1964 and took on other company appointments. Lord Elwyn-Jones’s brother Idris Jones worked as Research Manager for Powell Duffryn. Idris was also a rugby enthusiast. While at college Idris was captain of the rugby team at Aberystwyth and a member of Cambridge University Rugby XV. He played flanker for London-Welsh and Llanelli Rugby Clubs and also for the Barbarians. He played for Wales against England, France, Ireland and Scotland and was captain on one occasion. Idris was a prominent active member of Welsh societies in London and was Vice-President of University College of Wales, Aberystwyth, 1963-71. IdrisJones died in 1971, a Bachelor who had not been blessed with children. See post ‘Lest We Forget’ for more gen on Idris.
Lord Brecon was one of the four Assistant Commissioners for Wales, appointed on 9 September 1969 to assist the Commission on the Constitution in the examination of regional problems. From December 1972 to the summer of 1973, Lord Brecon was nominated to the Conservative delegation to the European Parliament where he was placed on the Economic and Transport Committees. In the European Parliament, he raised questions on Welsh matters.
Lord Brecon was Chairman of the Welsh National Water Development Authority from 1973 to his death, a period which included the very dry summer of 1976. In this role, he relied heavily on the Authority’s officials.
The gwerin who assist Dafydd and the gang are strangely attracted to the water industry. T.M . Hadyn Rees, a friend of Ronnie Waterhouse and the man who was the Chief Exec of Clwyd County Council while if anything the abuse of children in care of Clwyd was even worse than it was in Gwynedd, was Chairman of the Welsh Water Authority, 1977-82. Hadyn Rees was a member of the Severn Barrage Committee, 1978-81 and a member of the National Water Council, 1977-82. Ann Beynon, another member of the gwerin who is a UCNW graduate and sat on the Council of UCNW for years, is Senior Advisor for Welsh Affairs for Severn Trent Water. Ann Beynon was previously BT’s Director for Wales. As a student Ann was a leader of NUS Wales and established a Gay Branch in NUS Wales. Ann is married to Leighton Andrews, who is a former AM and served as the Welsh Gov’ts Education Minister.
Lord Brecon aka Vivian Lewis was a man of energy ‘with a strong sense of public duty’. He married Mabel Helen, the daughter of John McColville of Abergavenny, on 19 April 1933; they had two daughters. He died at his home, Greenhill, Cross Oak, Brecon on 10 October 1976 and his barony became extinct.
Lord Brecon’s funeral service was held at Llanfeugan Church. His memorial service was attended by John Morris, the Secretary of State for Wales and by leading figures in the public life of Wales and in the Conservative Party was held at Brecon Cathedral on 23 October 1976.
Lord John Morris has been one of the bestest friends to Dafydd and the gang that they could have ever asked for. Morris is an Aber and Cambridge graduate who worked as a barrister on the corrupt Chester and Wales Circuit. Morris was a member of Gray’s Inn, as was Dafydd’s big umbrella Sir William Mars-Jones, a friend and senior Chambers colleagues of Ronnie Waterhouse. John Morris was Labour MP for Aberavon, 1959-2001 and Secretary of State for Wales, 1974-79, under Wilson and then Callaghan. Morris is such a useful member of the gwerin that when Miranda became PM, he got Morris out of mothballs and appointed him Attorney General for England and Wales and for N Ireland, 1997-99. While the Waterhouse Inquiry took place…
Lord Morris was President of the London Welsh Trust, which runs the London Welsh Centre, Gray’s Inn Road, 2001-08. He is also a Council member of HRH Carlo’s initiative The Prince’s Trust.
You get to dress up in some impressive gear when you’re a member of the gwerin:
The Lord Morris of Aberavon
KG PC QC
Lady Brecon (8 May 1910 – 4 September 2005) was active in the public life of Breconshire. She followed her husband as a member of the Brecon Rural District Council and was both a Justice of the Peace and a High Sheriff in the county. Lady Brecon was appointed C.B.E. in 1964 for political and public services in Wales.
Lord and Lady Brecon had a daughter who was a member of the gwerin who married another member of the gwerin, whom I shall blog about soon…
Now here’s something interesting. When Carlo attended a special ceremony at Bangor University some years ago, the gwerin seemed to believe that Carlo was going to Bangor to depose Merfyn, the VC. I don’t know why the gwerin had drawn this conclusion but they most definitely had and that was why some of the gwerin turned up to the ceremony. A member of the gwerin was good enough to tell me that ‘if Merfyn Jones’s blood is going to be on the carpet, I want to be there to see it’. This member of the gwerin was a member of the Council of Revolutionaries who had been meeting regularly with Professor Eric Sunderland – a previous Principal of UCNW and a well-camouflaged paedophiles’ friend himself who had saved the gang’s bacon on many occasions – and were imploring Eric to Get Rid Of Merfyn. I attended the ceremony too, not because I wanted to see Carlo do anything untoward to Merfyn but because Events at Bangor University were sufficiently entertaining to usually be worth attending, the gwerin could always be relied upon to provide the Cabaret. They’d have probably burst into a rendering of ‘Tomorrow Belongs To Me’ if they thought that they could have got away with it.
However, there was no blood on the carpet at or indeed after the ceremony. Merfyn made a nice speech about the architecture of Top College and didn’t say anything to Carlo like ‘is it true that you murdered your wife?’ or ‘why did you tell Alison Taylor that you couldn’t get involved when she wrote to you in the late 1980s and told you that children in care in north Wales were being horrifically abused?’ or even ‘why did the whole damn lot of you go after Sally Baker and her friends when she and Brown complained about Gwynne the lobotomist who was employed in UNCW for years while you were Chancellor?’
The gwerin departed disappointed. Interestingly enough, the member of the gwerin who told everyone that he had turned up in the hope of seeing Merfyn’s blood on the carpet had told everyone for years that as a young man Carlo had been ‘AC/DC’ and that this was widely known. HOW anyone without first hand experience would ever have known I don’t know, but there you are Carlo, that’s what was being said. The member of the gwerin in question knew a great deal about Dafydd’s gang because his father had been a Top Doctor at the C&A Hospital in Bangor and had helped facilitate it.
That is a fact and a very interesting one.
There is something that Merfyn could have asked Carlo though. He could have asked him why on earth the person who was chosen to carry out the inquests on Di and Dodi, Sir Thomas Scott Gillespie Baker, had never carried out an inquest before in his life and had a particularly strong and sordid link to Dafydd’s gang, precisely his role in the Susan Brooke case.
In 1995, a woman called Susan Brooke hit the headlines. Susan Brooke had abducted a new baby from Ysbyty Glan Clwyd. The baby was discovered after 20 hours and the case never gained the UK-wide media attention that other cases of abduction of newborns gained during the late 80s/90s. In most of those cases, women who had abducted babies were given probation or were detained under the Mental Health Act. There was also a growing body of research suggesting that women who abducted new babies did not fit the profiles of ‘thieves’, but were often deeply distressed, had lost babies themselves through miscarriage, stillbirth or cot death and that treating them as wilful criminals was cruel and unproductive. There had been a TV documentary screened in the late 80s that explored the whole syndrome and featured a young woman who had I think miscarried, attempted suicide and then taken a baby from a maternity ward. She had been imprisoned by a judge who told her that she was a ‘wicked woman’. The case caused a furore and various practitioners were wheeled out to explain that this was a serious misjudgement. It was at this point that women who abducted babies began to be treated more humanely.
But not if they lived in north Wales. When Susan Brooke was discovered with the baby, she broke down, becoming incredibly distressed and stating that she only took the baby because she was frightened that her husband was going to leave her. It transpired that she had been in a mess for quite sometime, had been sterilised after having three children but had for some reason faked another pregnancy. It was claimed in Court that she had ‘duped’ her husband with a ‘fantasy pregnancy’ for 14 months no less, who had then demanded that she produce a baby or he would ‘drag’ her up to the hospital himself. At this point she stole the newborn.
The trial of Susan Brooke took place at Chester Crown Court. The Chester Crown Court where I faced trial on charges of numerous breaches of an injunction – which had itself been acquired on the basis of perjury – when Gwynedd Social Services attempted to imprison me. See post ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’. That happened to me in Chester Crown Court in 1990. My documents demonstrate that Gwynedd Social Services then worked very hard behind the scenes for the next few years to take me back to Court for more alleged breaches of the injunction. So something was going very wrong in Chester Crown Court, indeed on the whole Chester and Wales Circuit. Susan Brooke faced trial in 1995.
Sir Thomas Scott Baker presided over Susan Brooke’s trial. After Brooke pleaded guilty to child abduction and bigamy (it was revealed that she had remarried whilst still married to her previous husband), Scott Baker jailed her for three years. It was reported that he said at the trial: ‘You are an accomplished, manipulative and determined liar and somehow succeeded in persuading those close to you that first you were pregnant and then had given birth. I am satisfied that you planned the abduction of this child with some care. You are not mentally ill. You bear complete responsibility for what you did and what you did was both cruel and wicked’.
So who was Scott Baker relying upon for ‘evidence’ as to whether Susan Brooke was mentally ill or was a lying cow who had deceived the world? None other than dear old Bryn Golau ward at Denbigh – that was where she had been sent for ‘assessment’ after her arrest. That’s the same Bryn Golau ward where I had been illegally held and assaulted by staff, where I had encountered a young woman who had been abducted and sexually assaulted by a number of men but had been taken to Bryn Golau rather than being given access to the police (see post ‘The Distressed Young Woman Who Vanished’) and the same Bryn Golau ward where staff lied about patients’ actions repeatedly in the wake of which untruthful psychiatric reports for Courts were produced. And where no complaints, no matter how serious, were ever investigated. Only Bryn Golau could have asked no questions about the mental state of a woman who had faked a pregnancy whilst she was bigamously married to a man who had demanded a baby and who had subsequently stolen one. Only Bryn Golau could have asked no questions about a husband who claimed to have been ‘duped’ by a woman with a fantasy pregnancy for 14 months – 14 months, how long did that man believe that pregnancy in humans lasts?? And how on earth was this husband ‘duped’ – didn’t he ever notice the cushion stuffed up her jumper or whatever wheeze that she was alleged to be utilising in order to fake a pregnancy? Only Bryn Golau could have asked no questions about a husband who sounded very intimidating who ordered his wife to produce a baby after her 14 month pregnancy. And only a judge on the Chester and Wales Circuit would have swallowed this load of cobblers and constructed Susan Brooke as a master criminal.
Other information provided about Susan Brooke suggested that she had probably been in the clutches of the child care and/or mental health services herself in north Wales before she got around to a rather hopeless attempt at abducting a baby.
Scott Baker also became notorious after he ordered that a mentally ill woman ‘with the mind of a child’ should be sterilised against her will – I wonder if that was based on another ‘assessment’ produced by Dafydd and the gang.
According to an article in the Torygraph, Scott Baker was chosen as the coroner for Di and Dodi’s inquest because it was felt that he was one of the few who could take on Michael Mansfield QC, who was acting for Mohammed Fayed. There is only one reason why Scott Baker could have had the upper hand on Mansfield. It was because Mansfield too knew what Dafydd and the gang were doing in north Wales and Scott Baker knew that Mansfield knew. Everyone else knew as well, but Michael Mansfield QC is the man with the reputation of taking on state corruption and abuse no matter how serious. After all, Michael Mansfield represented the Price Sisters on charges of terrorism when his own car had been blown apart by the bomb that they planted. But Michael Mansfield did nothing at all when I wrote to him in 1993 about Gwynedd Social Services, beyond sending me a reply thanking me for my letter. Neither did Mansfield mention that Risley Remand Centre’s medical wing was full of kids from care and psych patients from north Wales who were victims of Dafydd’s gang when Mansfield represented the inmates of Risley who had been charged with very serious offences when they held a riot in 1989…
For the full horror of the Susan Brooke case, see posts ‘So Who’s Path Had Susan Brooke Crossed?’, ‘More On The Susan Brooke Case’ and ‘ Update On Cases Of Susan Brooke And Sara Thornton’.
Sir Thomas Scott Baker is correctly referred to in English legal writing as Scott Baker, distinguishing him from his father, Sir George Baker, a former High Court judge who was President of the Family Division, 1971-79. One of his brothers, His Honour Judge Michael Baker, QC, was the Resident Judge at St Alban’s Crown Court.
Scott Baker was educated at Haileybury and Imperial Service College and studied at Brasenose College, Oxford. He was a member of Chorleywood Urban District Council, 1964-67. He married (Margaret) Joy Baker in February 1973. They had 2 sons and one 1 daughter together.
Scott Baker was called to the Bar at the Middle Temple in 1961 and practised in a range of legal areas, including family, finance cases and professional negligence. He knew Ronnie Waterhouse who was a member of Middle Temple and heard family cases.
Scott Baker became a Recorder in 1976, and was appointed a QC in 1978. He became a Bencher at Middle Temple in 1985. Ronnie was a Bencher and Treasurer of Middle Temple. Scott Baker was a member of the Warnock Committee, 1982-84, Chaired by Mary Warnock, none of whom had any idea of what Top Doctors were getting up to in fertility clinics. The Warnock Committee’s Inquiry led to the Human Fertilisation and Embryology Act 1990. Which did not curb the excesses of the Top Doctors.
Scott Baker was appointed as a High Court judge in 1988 (and was styled Mr Justice Scott Baker) and allocated to the Family Division. He moved to the Queen’s Bench Division in 1993. He was Presiding Judge of the endemically corrupt Wales and Chester Circuit, from 1991-95, when members of the gang were repeatedly perjuring themselves in attempts to have me imprisoned. See eg. post ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’.
Scott Baker was a member of the Parole Board, 1999-2002. Professor Robert Bluglass and Drs Colin Berry and David Mawson, all of whom lied to conceal the crimes of Dafydd and the gang, also sat on the Parole Board. Scott Baker was the Lead Judge of the Administrative Court, 2000-02. In 1999, he presided over the trial of Great Western Trains following the Southall rail crash in 1997. He dismissed charges of corporate manslaughter as there was no identifiable individual in the company who was also guilty of gross negligence, but levied a then-record fine for health and safety offences of £1.5m. Scott Thomas’s judgement was upheld on appeal. The same year, Scott Baker presided at the trial of Jonathan Aitken on charges of perjury following the collapse of Aitken’s libel suit against ‘The Guardian’.
Scott Baker was promoted in 2002, becoming a Lord Justice of Appeal. He was Treasurer of Middle Temple, in 2004.
In March 2011, Scott Baker was sworn in as a Justice of the Court of Appeal of Bermuda.
Scott Baker’s dad Sir George Gillespie Baker, (25 April 1910 – 13 June 1984) was President of the Family Division (formerly of the Probate, Divorce and Admiralty Division) of the High Court of Justice, 1971-79 and a Judge in the Division, 1961-1979.
Sir George served as Assistant Adjutant General on the British War Crimes Executive at the Nuremberg Trials, 1945-46, where he worked with and knew Lord Elwyn-Jones, someone else who spent years facilitating the crimes of Dafydd and the gang (see post ‘Lest We Forget’).
George Gillespie Baker was educated at Glasgow Academy; Strathallan School, Perthsire and Brasenose College, Oxford, where he later became an Honorary Fellow. He was called to the Bar received by Middle Temple in 1932 and would in later life become Treasurer of the Middle Temple in 1976. So he knew Ronnie Waterhouse as well. At the beginning of WW II Baker joined the Army and after a brief spell in the Queen’s Own Royal West Kent Regiment he was commissioned in The Cameronians (Scottish Rifles) in 1940.
Baker served as Deputy Assistant Adjutant General at the War Office, 1941-42; Assistant Adjutant General with the Allied Force HQ, 1942-44, Colonel ‘A’ 15th Army Group, 1945 and Assistant Adjutant General on the British War Crimes Executive at the Nuremberg Trials, 1945-1946. After the war Baker resumed his career at the Bar, mostly on the then Oxford Circuit. He was Recorder of Bridgnorth, 1946-51, Smethwick, 1951-192 and Wolverhampton, 1952-61. He was appointed a QC in 1952 and served as Deputy Chairman of the Shropshire Quarter Sessions, 1954-71. Lord Kenyon who did so many favours for Dafydd’s gang was based in Shropshire, served as a JP and knew Sir George. Sir George was Leader of the Oxford Circuit for seven years until his promotion to a High Court Judge in 1961. There was long-standing organised abuse of children in Oxfordshire which was concealed by, among other people, Barbara Kahan and her husband, Top Doctor Vladimir Kahan. The Barbara Kahan who was appointed as an adviser to Sir Keith Joseph when Joseph served as Secretary of State for the DHSS in Ted Heath’s Gov’t. Keith Joseph also knew that UCNW was facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring…
Which might be why Thatch appointed Joseph as Secretary of State for Education and Science, 1981-86, while the Tories implemented big spending cuts on universities, including on UCNW. UCNW experienced a huge cut in its budget in 1981 and another one was promised, but the Tories backed off when one of the gwerin reminded a few people in Gov’t that the place was facilitating the paedophile ring which was delivering small boys to Sir Peter Morrison for him to hold sex parties with. Morrison was the Tory MP for Chester and his sister was Dame Mary Morrison, Women-of-the-Bedchamber to Carlo’s mum Lilibet. The President of Morrison’s Constituency Party Association was Gerald Cavendish Grosvenor, the Duke of Westminster, a close friend of Carlo’s.
Sir Thomas Scott Baker’s ‘deep personal integrity was founded on his staunch Presbyterian faith’. A great number of Presbytarians assisted Dafydd and the gang, they received excellent service from Presbytarians.
Sir Thomas Scott Baker is still alive, so perhaps he could explain why he decided that after a few years as a Lord Justice of Appeal that he fancied having a go as a coroner after Di and Dodi were killed. I’d like him to shed a bit of light on the extraordinary case of Susan Brooke as well, because it stank.
Recent posts eg. ‘The Battle For The Labour Party’s Soul’, ‘Lord Snooty The Third’ and ‘Sons And Lovers’ named some of the people based in London who ensured that the supply of disadvantaged kids from that city into the arms of Dafydd’s gang in north Wales to be abused and trafficked remained unhindered. Dafydd had links in London from his time ‘training’ at the Maudsley, but there were many other links between unscrupulous professional people in Wales and London as well.
One of the biggest and best rogues who oiled the wheels of the whole machine was Frederick Elwyn Jones, Baron Elwyn-Jones, known as Elwyn Jones was one of the crooked barristers from Wales who concealed the crimes of Dafydd and the gang and who served as a Labour MP and then sat as a Labour peer.
Elwyn Jones was born in Llanelli, Carmarthenshire, where organised abuse had existed for a long time. By the 1970s, the gang in West Wales had direct links to Dafydd et al in north Wales. Ioan Bowen Rees served as the County Secretary for Dyfed County Council from 1973/4 and then relocated to Gwynedd County Council. Ioan was Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council, 1981-91. When Ioan was forced to hold an investigation into the abuse of children in children’s homes in Gwynedd in the early 1980s, Ioan commissioned a team of ‘senior officers’ from Dyfed to carry out the investigation; they were Ioan’s mates who unsurprisingly reassured everyone that there were no serious problems regarding the abuse of children in care in Gwynedd. See post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’.
Meri Huws, the Welsh Language Commissioner who in the 1980s worked as a Gwynedd social worker and who’s patch covered the Ty’r Felin children’s home – where children were abused and trafficked, including to Dolphin Square – grew up in Henllan, Carmarthenshire.
Numerous other people involved in Dafydd’s gang or in concealing their crimes, including many politicians, had/have links to West Wales, as detailed in previous posts.
Elwyn Jones read History for a year at what is now Aberystwyth University and then at Gonville and Caius College, Cambridge. He was a Recorder of Merthyr Tydfil and was also a broadcaster and journalist. Elwyn Jones served as junior British Counsel during the Nuremberg Trials and led for the prosecution at the Hamburg trial of Marshal Erich von Manstein in 1948.
In 1966, Elwyn Jones led the prosecution of the Moors murderers, Ian Brady and Myra Hindley, at the Chester Assizes. Jones’s junior at Brady and Hindley’s trial was Ronnie Waterhouse. The trial of the Moors Murderers involved some of the barristers who spent their careers colluding with Dafydd’s gang and who built their careers on their celeb status which resulted from that trial. See previous posts. One of those who was in the public gallery who watched the trial and many years later was still telling people how the whole Court was in tears during the trial of Evil Myra, was a lady called Ingrid, who was a student Angel. Ingrid spent the rest of her career as an Angel at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, overseeing the victims of a paedophile gang whom Dafydd had illegally imprisoned. Which was why Ingrid probably could not cope with her own emotions when I told her what Dafydd et al were up to and ran off in tears telling me that she was deeply insulted because they all Cared.
Ingrid was one of the Angels who accompanied me to Bangor Magistrates Court after Dafydd et al forced a junior doctor to make a complaint to the police alleging that I had ‘tried to throttle’ him. I was ordered to be detained in Denbigh for ‘assessment’ after committing such an ‘Orrible Crime, after which of course the junior doctor withdrew his complaint against me and all charges were dropped. I had by that time been deemed mad n dangerous by Dafydd, so I therefore stayed in Denbigh. I now have documentary evidence of the whole fit up (see previous posts). Ingrid witnessed everything.
When Dafydd subsequently ordered me to be released from Denbigh and for Angels to drive me to the nearest train station and physically put me on a train to London after telling me that if I ever returned to north Wales I would be arrested, Ingrid was one of the Angels who drove me to the station and stood guard as I boarded the train.
When Dafydd’s mate Professor Robert Bluglass finally Chaired the Inquiry into my complaint about Dafydd et al in 1989 (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE), Bluglass told me that he had ‘particularly wanted’ to take evidence from Ingrid but that she had refused to attend. They were all such a bunch of liars that I don’t know what the truth was. However, Ingrid knew all about the trafficking ring that Dafydd et al were running and she will have known that it was the very same lawyers who concealed the crimes of Dafydd et al who became famous after their involvement in the trial of Evil Myra and Brady.
It was Ingrid who told me that the young men who had been abused in the children’s homes in north Wales who made complaints about Dafydd lying about them, having them arrested and imprisoned and then detained for years in Denbigh, were ‘lucky’ to have Dafydd, ‘because no-one else would bother with those boys’.
Well Ingrid, after I complained about Gwynne the lobotomist and made it clear to Dafydd that I wasn’t interested in shagging him either, Jeff Crowther told me that the Top Doctors had ‘run out of patience’ with me and that none of them were ‘going to help’.
Stephen Bagnall died in front of all of you Ingrid (see post ‘Hey, Hey DAJ, How Many Kids Did You Kill Today?’), as did many others. Where are their bodies?
No wonder so many Angels in north Wales spent so much of their time stressing how they had Cried when they found the body/heard about the death and lost their tempers with patients and reacted in an inexplicable manner to so many situations. They spent their working lives among complete madness and horror.
How did Dorothy Griffiths die then Jackie Ehlen? ‘Drowned in the bath after locking herself in the bathroom’ after her parents refused to allow her to be transferred to Denbigh. Why were the accounts that you, Sadie Francis and Dr Colin Flood gave to the coroner ALL different?? And why did the results from the path lab say something different again? Perhaps Jeff Crowther can help us all out, he was the person who broke down the door and found Dorothy’s body. Or at least that’s what the official account said. See post ‘Inside Information About A Hergest Unit Death’.
Dorothy died AFTER yet another truly damning report about the psych wards in Ysbyty Gwynedd; they had been deemed a serious risk to patients. In response to the report, a Psychiatric Services Management Committee was formed, comprised of Tony Francis, Barry Shingles and Alun Davies. Alun Davies is the only one of these three still alive. Francis and Shingles both committed suicide.
Now here comes Dr DA to visit the latest young female patient whom he illegally imprisoned. Yes it’s 2 am and the patient is fast asleep in bed, but none of the Angels are even going to comment on this.
When Dafydd turned up at Denbigh to visit me at gone midnight after having me unlawfully arrested, the Charge Nurse Mike Williams got me out of bed. When I asked Dafydd what the hell he wanted, Dafydd told me that he had driven 60 miles to see me. I told him that if he hadn’t have had me arrested he wouldn’t have had to have bothered. Mike Williams told me that he thought that I was being a bit harsh on Dafydd.
‘There is no evidence that there was a sex abuse ring operating in north Wales which was concealed at Gov’t level.’
‘It was different in those days’. No it wasn’t, in 1986 mad old doctors were not to supposed to proposition young female patients, have them unlawfully arrested and imprisoned when they said no and then appear in the female dorms in the middle of the night out of the kindness of their hearts.
The Olden Days:
Chernobyl or the North Wales Hospital?
Elwyn-Jones served as the Labour MP for two East End constituencies, Plaistow, 1945-50 and then years later, West Ham South, a seat he held for a short while in 1974.
Children from the East End were sent to children’s homes in north Wales throughout the 1970s and 80s, where many of them were seriously abused and then trafficked. See previous posts.
In 1964, Elwyn Jones was sworn of the Privy Council and appointed Attorney General for England and Wales by Harold Wilson, a post that Jones held until 1970. The Moors Murderers trial was famous for being the trial in which the AG himself led the prosecution.
Jones left the Commons in 1974, soon after he was elected as the MP for Newham South, because he was made a life peer. Lord Elwyn-Jones then served as Lord Chancellor, 1974-79, under Harold Wilson and Jim Callaghan. The Lord Chancellor is a member of the Cabinet and, by law, is responsible for the efficient functioning and independence of the courts.
Elwyn Jones was Lord Chancellor when his pal Ronnie Waterhouse was appointed a High Court judge in 1978. He was Lord Chancellor when Dafydd’s gang rapidly expanded their trafficking business in north Wales and when hundreds of children were sent to north Wales children’s homes from metropolitan boroughs, including those in inner London. Elwyn-Jones was Lord Chancellor when Mary Wynch was unlawfully arrested and imprisoned by Dafydd et al and he was of course in that post when a few other notorious things happened eg. the fitting up of the Birmingham Six and many others. Numerous deaths of kids in care and psych patients in Risley Remand Centre who had been arrested on trumped-up charges also happened on Elwyn’s watch (see post ‘Include Me Out’).
Looks like Elwyn let a few things slip through his fingers.
Hansard recorded the tributes paid to Elwyn Jones after he died in Dec 1989.
The Lord Privy Seal, Lord Belstead, kicked off the proceedings. Lord Belstead aka John Ganzoni was a Tory peer who was Leader of the Lords, 1988-90, under Thatch. Ganzoni was the only son of Sir John Ganzoni, a barrister and the Tory MP for Ipswich who was later created Baron Belstead. The 2nd Baron Belstead, John Ganzoni, ‘showed little interest in politics and waited six years after succeeding to the peerage on his father’s death in 1958 before making his maiden speech’. So that will have been why Ted Heath made Ganzoni a junior Minister in the Dept of Education under Thatch, then a junior Minister in the N Ireland Office. When Thatch became PM, she gave Ganzoni a Ministerial job in the Home Office and he was then moved to the Foreign Office after Lord Carrington resigned in the wake of the invasion of the Falklands. After that Belstead was of the MAFF, then it was back to the Dept of Education and then Deputy Leader of the Lords when Willie Whitelaw as Leader, while Willie colluded with Dafydd et al in north Wales. Then Belstead succeeded Willie as Leader of the Lords! In 1990 the man who had shown sod all interest in politics became Paymaster General and N Ireland Office Minister under John Major. Bless! In 1992, Belstead retired from the Government to become Chairman of the Parole Board, which was packed to the rafters with people like Robert Bluglass and Colin Berry, who had directly concealed the crimes of Dafydd and the gang. After the House of Lords Act 1999 removed the right of hereditary peers to sit in the Lords, Belstead was given a life peerage and went right back in there again. John Ganzoni’s hereditary peerage and baronetcy became extinct when he died in Dec 2005, because he was a Bachelor who had not been blessed with children. John Ganzoni was an active Freemason and President of the Board of General Purposes for the United Grand Lodge of England. This mate of Dafydd’s had been appointed as Deputy Lieutenant of Suffolk on 2 April 1979.
…Lord Elwyn-Jones came to your Lordships’ House as Lord Chancellor in 1974… immediately he endeared himself to the whole House: his great charm and wise counsel will be sorely missed not only by his close political friends and colleagues but by my noble and learned friend on the Woolsack, by members of the legal profession and by all your Lordships.
Elwyn, as we came to know him, held strong views and debated with passion but never with personal rancour. He had a lightness of touch which sometimes made one forget his capacity for sheer hard work. After taking part as prosecutor in the Nuremberg war trials, he served as Member of Parliament for 30 years…while building up his legal practice. He was Attorney-General from 1964 to 1970 with a heavy workload and Lord Chancellor from 1974 to 1979. As Lord Chancellor he was skilful in balancing the legitimate interests of the executive and the judiciary. He maintained a steady flow of law reform measures including—and I think that this was very close to his heart—the Children Act of 1975.
Little wonder that none of those complaints about kids from London or indeed elsewhere being abused in north Wales ever got anywhere or indeed that virtually no lawyers would touch such cases, not even those with Radical Consciences. The Children Act 1975 resulted from the hard work of Leo Abse, who used Jim and Audrey Callaghan and Dr Death to get it through Parliament (see post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’). It was the Children Act 1975 that caused so many children to be placed in children’s homes in north Wales.
Leo Abse was a close friend of George Thomas, the child molesting Labour MP for Cardiff Central and then Cardiff West, 1945-83, who served as Speaker, 1976-83. Abse was a bent lawyer who was the Labour MP for Pontypool and then Torfaen, 1958-87; Abse threatened and paid off witnesses to/victims of Thomas’s crimes and also lied to the media when Thomas found himself on thin ice (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’). Abse himself was investigated for historical abuse. Abse came from a Jewish family with many lawyers/Top Doctors/analysts among them. See previous posts.
Lord Cledwyn of Penrhos spoke after Belstead’s gushing. Lord Cledwyn was a long-standing friend of the Windbags and before that Glenys’s parents. Cledwyn was the Labour MP for Anglesey, 1951-79 and someone else who concealed the crimes of Dafydd’s gang in a very direct way (see previous posts eg. ‘How Much Greater Is A Man than A Sheep?’):
Elwyn was one of three outstanding brothers brought up in the great Welsh nonconformist tradition….We know that he was devoted to his profession of law and to Gray’s Inn…
Dafydd’s mate and protector Sir William Mars-Jones was a big wig in Gray’s Inn. Ronnie Waterhouse was a junior in Mars-Jones’s Chambers. The Mars-Jones’s were a farming family from Denbighshire and while Sir William did his stuff in London, the rest of the clan defended the interests of Dafydd and the gang on their home turf of north Wales. See previous posts.
I had the privilege of instructing Elwyn when he was a junior barrister on the Welsh circuit…
Really?? The Windbags’ big pal instructed the little crook that was Elwyn, who was later the Man At The Top with regard to the Mary Wynch scandal??? Did the Windbags know about this?
…His place in Welsh history is certainly secure, not least because he was the first Welsh speaking Lord Chancellor for centuries…
Pity about all those other Welsh speakers who suffered so much because of Elwyn’s desire to do the bidding of the English establishment.
Even before the war, as a young barrister, his passion for human rights impelled him to travel to Austria and elsewhere where those rights were imperilled. His appointment to prosecute at Nuremberg was, in a sense, a natural sequel to his experiences before and during the war. The Holocaust, the suffering of Jewish people in Europe, was never far from his mind…
Sadly a number of unscrupulous people made capital out of their role in the Nuremberg trials, built careers and reputations and subsequently rather let themselves down. Whenever a bent lawyer or an abusive Angel excused themselves with ‘I’m just doing my job’, Patient F delighted in telling them ‘that wasn’t an excuse at Nuremberg and it is not an excuse now’. No, it wasn’t, but it was a phrase that a great many of them used because they could not defend their actions.
Those who had the privilege of his friendship will not forget him. His kindness, his compassion and his sense of humour will remain with us. We shall miss that beautiful voice that we came to know so well.
Bechod!! Elwyn fitted people up in the language of heaven! Yma O Hyd!
I shall always think of him as a young man, because even at the age of 80 he was young in his attitudes and in his outlook. Age did not wither him
Oh please, this is ridiculous, he wasn’t a fallen soldier, he was a crooked lawyer who assisted a gang of paedophiles.
Now for a laugh. After Cledwyn’s nonsense, it was the turn of Woy, Lord Jenkins of Hillhead, one of the Gang Of Four and another loyal paedophiles’ friend to pay tribute (see post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’):
[Elwyn’s] life’s work could, I suppose, be said to be complete.
Indeed, none of you ever went to prison or lost your jobs and pensions.
His career of public service is the now rare classical example of a great lawyer politician—barrister at 25, MP at 34, QC at 43, Attorney-General at 54, Lord Chancellor at 64, and then ten years of exceptional subsequent devotion to this House in Opposition…
It’s incredible what can be achieved by keeping one’s mouth shut.
…Yet there is much of the poignancy of a younger life cut off about his going.
Here we go again, the fallen soldier in the first flush of youth…
I think it was because he was so vividly, so acutely and yet so benignly among us until very recently. Only a few months ago he looked and sounded the model of what many of us, without much confidence, might hope to be at the end of our eighth decade…
If I live that long I very much do not want to be anything like Elwyn.
I worked closely with him during his two periods of high office.
Here comes the confession…
For two years while he was Attorney I was Home Secretary, the Commons Member of the Cabinet whose responsibilities are most closely intermingled with legal processes. For half the time that he sat on the Woolsack I was again Home Secretary. It is well known that the responsibilities of the Home Office and of the Lord Chancellor’s Department are entwined with more closeness than logic.
Woy, a bisexual swinger himself, covered up for Dafydd’s trafficking gang throughout his career, but particularly when he was Home Secretary.
After Woy, Baroness Stedman had a go. Phyllis Stedman began her political career in 1946, when she was elected as a County Councillor for Labour in Peterborough. She served on the Council until 1976. In 1972, Stedman was appointed to the Peterborough New Town Development Corporation. She bagged her peerage in 1974. This was seen as a way of bolstering Harold Wilson’s Labour Party in the Lords. Stedman served briefly as a junior Minister under Callaghan, for Sport and Water Resources. Stedman defected to Dr Death’s crew on the formation of the SDP in 1981. She became the SDP’s Chief Whip in the Lords in 1986. Most of the SDP peers opposed the Party’s merger with the Liberals in 1988, remaining loyal to Dr Death who was in a huff. Phyllis led the peers into Dr Death’s continuing-SDP and served as its leader in the Lords. When Dr Death came to grief at the hands of the Monster Raving Loony Party in the 1990 Bootle by-election and the continuing SDP was dissolved, Stedman became a crossbencher. The Monster Raving Loony Party polling more votes than Dr Death’s continuing-SDP eclipsed a far more worrying fact; that the Bootle by-election resulted from the death of the Labour MP Michael Carr after just 57 days in office, at the hands of Walton Hospital. Michael Carr had fought Militant. Walton Hospital was pretty much run by Militant, with a helping hand from Dafydd’s associates. The staff at Walton were considered to have been so criminally negligent that a case for prosecuting them was made. The case bounced around for months between two successive DPPs and in the end a tame coroner put an end to the chance of a prosecution. See post ‘News From Sicily’.
Militant had of course been Bravely Seen Off long before Michael Carr was killed by their supporters in the NHS.
Here are Stedman’s pearls:
…Elwyn Jones…was always so kind and courteous,
Another piece of bara brith Baroness?? It’s home made…
…He was a superb raconteur with a very wide range of humorous stories. I remember the long nights and the all-night sittings on the devolution Bills when Elwyn could be relied upon to dispel any tetchiness on the Front Bench in the early hours of the morning with a humourous aside or a whispered anecdote.
Have you heard the one about the lobotomist, the Speaker of the House and the 10 year old boy???
…As an MP he served his constituency faithfully…
We won’t mention the children of his constituents who were sent into the arms of a gang of paedophiles and of how all complaint was suppressed…
One can almost say that his interests were world-wide, and he enjoyed travelling to far away places….
To Turkish Baths?? To the Far East??
He was always willing to extend a friendly hand to political friend and foe alike, to the most humble of his constituents
Except for those bound for Dafyddville obviously.
and to the highest in the land. He retained the common touch…
Gawd Bless ‘im.
Our sympathy goes out to his widow, herself in hospital at this time.
Lady Elwyn-Jones won’t have been in Denbigh or Ysbyty Gwynedd. The London Clinic or Tommy’s possibly…
Next up for paying tribute was Lord Wilberforce. Richard Wilberforce was the great-great-grandson of the abolitionist William Wilberforce, ‘afamily connexion which had much influence on Wilberforce’. Not that Richard was quite the man that his great-great-granddad was, but being a descendent of William Wilberforce was really brilliant for PR purposes. Richard was a graduate of New College, Oxford, a favourite recruiting ground for the security services. Wilberforce was called to the Bar at Middle Temple and was a senior member of Middle Temple when Ronnie Waterhouse was a whippersnapper there. Wilberforce was a lifelong Fellow of All Souls. The poor dear always found that his income was limited, having only his earnings from the Bar to get by on because he lacked ‘family connections’. That is the downside of one’s ancestor freeing the slaves. After his war service, Wilberforce returned to the Bar and acted for the Foreign Office in a number of high profile cases. He was the British legal member of the International Civil Aviation Organisation and was appointed a CMG for services in relation to the Warsaw Convention. Wilberforce became a High Court judge in 1961 and in 1964 was appointed a Law Lord, in which capacity he served until 1982. He is the only England and Wales judge in recent times to have been appointed to the Lords straight from the High Court Bench, without serving in the Court of Appeal. Wilberforce was Chancellor of Hull University, 1978-94. When he was younger, he stood as a Conservative Parliamentary candidate. Wilberforce died in 2003, so he was around to oil the wheels until well after the Waterhouse Report was published.
Wilberforce kicked off with:
Lord Elwyn-Jones… was valued on account of his warm-hearted humanity and his strongly felt sense of justice.
…In later years we came to appreciate his experience and common sense when he came to sit as a judge, an activity which I think he greatly appreciated.
He’ll have had a great time.
Then it was the turn of the Lord Bishop of St. Albans, John Taylor! John Taylor succeeded Robert Runcie as Bishop of St Albans in 1980. It has now been admitted that Runcie concealed many abusive clergy in the Anglican Church, including while he served as Archbishop of Canterbury, 1980-91. While Runcie was Archbish, two successive Bishops of Bangor, Gwilym Williams and Cledan Mears, were fully on board with Dafydd. Rowan Williams, who followed in the footsteps of that lot and who learned at their knee, also knows something about Dafydd’s gang (see previous posts).
Spot the difference:
Let us prey:
Bishop John Taylor told the Lords:
…I learnt of the death of Lord Elwyn-Jones just two minutes before taking prayers yesterday. I felt instant regret that the traditions of this House did not allow me an opportunity to voice the prayers of those present at the loss of so distinguished a Member…
Dafydd used to tell journos that his children said their prayers at night ‘and I’m rather proud of that’. To which F responded ‘pride’s a sin’. But then so is abduction and sexual assault. And indeed murder.
…as a very nervous newcomer to your Lordships’ House I stood up here four years ago to make my maiden speech…I began by saying that before I was Bishop of St. Albans I was Archdeacon of West Ham. “Hear, hear” came the words of a benevolent gentleman on the Front Bench opposite to encourage me on my way and I instantly guessed who he must be.
Elwyn had control of the Church as well…
His twinkling eyes, his disarming smile, those expressive eyebrows, his rubicund countenance and his avuncular generosity made him for me the very personification of kindliness.
The boys in Bryn Estyn and Bryn Alyn might have disagreed there: Gang raped whilst Jimmy Savile looked on, forced to have sex with men at gunpoint, found dead hanging from nooses at various locations or after being hit by cars or lorries…
And behind it all was the acute legal mind, the penetrating advocacy, demonstrated from the days of his time as president of the Cambridge Union to his time as Lord Chancellor—brilliance clothed in warm humanity.
Some of these people actually knew what Elwyn Jones had concealed in north Wales.
I believe that I may speak with authority because the people of his constituency in Plaistow and Newham South were the people of my constituency.
Dafydd et al had it all sewn up.
I know how well they will be mourning him now. Perhaps I may be privileged to voice their gratitude for the way in which—and from the totally different culture of the Welsh Valleys—he identified completely with the aspirations, the needs and the interests of those great East Londoners…
Why was a Bishop in the House of Lords speaking for those in the East End BEFORE he has consulted them?
…In him the bishops have lost an unfailing friend.
Would the Anglican Church like to expand on this?
I know that Lord Elwyn-Jones featured in the prayers of many of us here during his illness in the hope that he would be upheld by God and maybe spared. But now he remains in our thoughts as we commend him to God, the loving and merciful Father, before whom he would not dream of pleading his own cause.
Elwyn might not have been at the side of the loving and merciful father as Bishop John presumed. God might have had enough.
When he was at school, Brown’s brother used to enjoy singing a version of ‘All Things Bright and Beautiful’ that appeared in a Python book, which began with ‘All Things Dull and Ugly, All Things Short and Squat, All Things Rude and Nasty, The Lord God Made the Lot.’
Here are some of God’s creations:
F used to get very angry with me when I said such things and yell ‘you’re blaming God’. No, I’m not really. It was a matter of free will in these cases; the above absolutely did not have to do what they did…
After Bishop John had paid tribute to Elwyn, the grade A bastard with a Welsh lilt and a gentle manner, Lord Hailsham joined the party. I really don’t have time to remind readers of the excesses of that old git, just see previous posts – Hailsham was a protector of Dafydd and the gang who went back to the dawn of Dafydd’s career – and bear in mind that Lord Hailsham was the man who bellowed at a group of journos after the Argies had surrendered that it was God wot won the war for us, although Hailsham said it in Latin. God votes Conservative, as any fule kno.
The Mad Dog Hailsham said:
… I shall always owe to him an immense debt of gratitude because of his kindness to me. It was of a particular kind when in 1978 I returned from Australia absolutely shattered by a personal bereavement. My sympathy goes out to his family in proportion to what he did for me then.
None of this lot showed a jot of concern for those kids in care or psych patients who’s corpses littered north Wales or indeed their loved ones…
Lady Elwyn-Jones was previously known as Pearl ‘Polly’ Binder; she married Elwyn Jones in 1937. Pearl Binder died just weeks after her husband. Pearl Binder is described as a ‘writer, illustrator, playwright, stained-glass artist, lithographer, sculptor and a champion of the Pearly Kings and Queens’. She was a ‘legendary character’ who had a ‘lifelong fascination’ with the East End of London, where she settled in the 1920s.
The Poor are just such fun!
Polly Binder was born in Salford. Her father was Jacob Binderevski, a Russian-Ukrainian Jewish tailor. Binder moved to London after WWI and studied at the Central School of Art and Design. She published a series of lithographs that illustrated “The Real East End” by Thomas Burke, a popular writer who ran a pub in Poplar at the time. In 1933 Binder was one of the founders of the left-wing Artists’ International Association.
In 1937 Binder was involved in the earliest days of TV broadcasting for children. Also in 1937, she co-presented a live six-part series which was the first TV programme on the history of fashion. Pearl Binder was expecting a baby soon after the end of the last programme and could well have been the first heavily pregnant woman to appear on television. Polly was one of those many breakers of glass ceilings who ignored a lot of screams on their upward trajectory through the roof.
Binder travelled extensively in Russia and China, designed a musical, designed costumes for a theatre company, wrote stories for children, designed a mug and plate for Wedgwood and instigated and executed 22 armorial windows at the House of Lords. Binder died in Brighton on 25 January 1990 aged 86, seven weeks after the death of her husband.
Lord and Lady Elwyn-Jones both lasted until the end of the 1980s to assist with keeping the lid nailed firmly down on the serious criminality in north Wales.
Elwyn and Polly had three children: Josephine, Lou and Dan. Josephine was a researcher on Jacob Bronowski’s TV series ‘The Ascent of Man’. Jacob Bronowski was a Polish-born mathematician and historian. He is best known as the presenter and writer of the thirteen part 1973 BBC TV documentary series and accompanying book, ‘The Ascent of Man’, which led to him being regarded as “one of the world’s most celebrated intellectuals”. Python took the piss out of Bronowski by stating simply that ‘he knows everything’. I cannot understand how one of the world’s most celebrated intellectuals failed to notice Jimmy Savile cluttering up the BBC.
Bronowski’s family moved to Germany and then to England while he was a child. He was a Cambridge graduate who taught maths at what is now Hull University, 1934-42. Hull University provided a home for many paedophiles’ friends (see previous posts). Bronowski’s wiki entry tells us that ‘Beginning in this period, the British secret service MI5 placed him under surveillance believing he was a security risk, which may have restricted his access to senior posts in the UK.’ Which sounds to me like a tall story spread around by MI5 themselves to detract from suspicions that Bronowski was, er, working for MI5.
The man whom MI5 had under surveillance because they didn’t trust the bugger worked in operations research for the UK’s Ministry of Home Security during WWII, where he developed approaches to bombing strategy for RAF Bomber Command.
Just to show how much MI5 distrusted Bronowski, at the end of the war, Bronowski was part of a British team of scientists and civil engineers who visited Japan to document the effects of the atomic bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki for the purpose of studying the effects of the atomic bomb and its implications for future UK civil defence. Bronowski, in conjunction with Professor W. N. Thomas of the University of Cardiff, subsequently produced the secret “Report of the British Mission to Japan on an Investigation of the Effects of the Atomic Bombs Dropped at Hiroshima and Nagasaki” which was passed to various Gov’t departments and consulted in the design of future UK public buildings.
Following his experiences of the after-effects of the Nagasaki and Hiroshima bombings, Bronowski discontinued his work for British military research and turned to biology, as did his friend Leo Szilard and many other physicists of that time, ‘to better understand the nature of violence’. From 1950 to 1963 Bronowski worked for the National Coal Board, where he became the Director of Research. From 1963 he was a resident fellow of the Salk Institute for Biological Studies in San Diego.
Bronowski died in 1974 and his place as a Know All and National Treasure on the serious bits of the BBC was eventually taken by his daughter, Lisa Jardine. Jardine was an early modern scholar and Professor of Renaissance Studies at Queen Mary University of London, 1990-2011. In September 2012, Lisa relocated to UCL, taking her research centre and staff with her.
From 2008 to January 2014, Jardine was Chair of the HFEA (Human Fertilisation and Embryology Authority), which it has now been admitted was not doing what it should have been doing. Lisa did not stop the Top Doctors from ripping desperate fertility patients off and lying about their success rates.
When very young, Lisa won a maths scholarship to Cheltenham Ladies College and later studied at Newnham College, Cambridge and the University of Essex. Lisa was of course ‘fluent in eight languages (including Greek and Latin)’ and absolutely wonderful at everything from history to maths, as she used to remind people during her numerous Radio 4 broadcasts.
Jardine recalled that she initially found her father’s celebrity something of a burden, noting that she was “very, very conscious” of being his daughter, although I have a sneaking suspicion that Lisa might have reaped a few benefits from being Jacob Bronowski’s daughter…
Anyone for a regular stint at the BBC? Or for being a celeb historian who Chairs the HFEA and knows so little about what the Top Docs are up to in their clinics that it’s a free-for-all?
‘Now don’t you worry my dear, we’ll look after you after conning Lisa here who doesn’t know her arse from her elbow and has never sat in one of our labs and witnessed what we are actually getting up to…’ (see post ‘Every Sperm Is Sacred – Particularly In Scotland’).
In 1969, when Lisa married the Cambridge academic Nicholas Jardine, ‘she was relieved to assume her husband’s surname’ because she was so keen to disguise the fact that her dad was Jacob. Lisa was always so relieved that No-One Realised! So one wonders why the first thing that everyone always says about Lisa – and always said – was and still is ‘oh she’s Jacob Bronowski’s daughter’. I was the only person on earth who didn’t know this and I found out because when I was talking about elites to a senior sociologist at Bangor University, he named Lisa Jardine as being the ultimate example and said ‘Jacob Bronowski’s daughter’. But I never know who anyone is, I even interviewed the Governor of the BBC without realising it, although I did notice that he was very good at history.
Jardine was raised in a secular Jewish household, but when appointed as the new Chair of the HFEA, she expressed her loyalty to her observant grandparents’ Orthodox faith, which she described as going back “all the way back to whenever – Abraham” and her reluctance to clash with the Catholic Church on embryology. Which was all a red herring anyway, the real problem was that the Top Doctors were lying, fleecing people and some of them were putting patients’ health at risk. Lord Bob Winston is Jewish. Was Lisa perhaps trying to ingratiate herself to the biggest name in fertility and a Labour peer to boot? If Lisa had popped up to Bangor I could have told her some of what I knew about about Lord Bob’s colleagues, including the sex with research assistants in the lab during working hours, the constant sexual harassment of other staff, the research fraud and the colluding with Dafydd and associated trafficking gangs…
Lord Bob was a Child In Time! A very brutal time too from what I remember Lord Bob…
Lisa Jardine was a Trustee of the V & A Museum for eight years and was for five years a member of the Council of the Royal Institution in London. She was Patron of the Archives and Records Association and the Orange Prize. For the academic year 2007–2008 Jardine was seconded to the Royal Society in London as Expert Adviser to its Collections. She was a Trustee of the Chelsea Physic Garden. In December 2011 Jardine was appointed a Director of the National Archives.
Jardine judged the Novel category of the 1996 Whitbread Book Awards, the 1999 Guardian First Book Award, the 2000 Orwell Prize and was Chair of Judges for the 1997 Orange Prize for Fiction and the 2002 Man Booker Prize.
Jardine served as Chairman of the governing body at Westminster City School for Boys (which her younger son attended) and was Chair of the Curriculum Committee on the governing body of St Marylebone Church of England School for Girls.
In 2012, Jardine was awarded the President’s Medal by the British Academy. She was elected an Honorary FRS in 2015. She served on the AHRC. In 2013–2014 Jardine served as President of the British Science Association, which in 2012 made her an Honorary Fellow.
I have been told by a well-wisher that it may well have been Lisa Jardine’s influence that resulted in so many of my A-rated research bids to the AHRC and British Academy being turned down at the final hurdle. It is now very difficult to get that funding but very experienced people in the field were expressing surprise nonetheless because they definitely thought that I should have bagged at least one of the ones that they read for me. The words ‘Tony Francis’ have been whispered in my ear. Tony Francis was still alive when I submitted those bids and he was very worried at the prospect of Brown and me one day publishing what he knew we intended to publish. As were a great many other people. Including Lord Bob.
In November 2011, Jardine was made an Honorary Bencher of the Honourable Society of Middle Temple. Lord Elwyn-Jones’s mate Sir Ronnie Waterhouse was a Bencher of Middle Temple and served as the Treasurer.
It really is very obvious isn’t it…
Jardine’s hagiographies constantly stress that she was an historian who excelled in science. Lisa Jardine never showed any sign of excelling in science, but she was an early modern historian who’s dad was a famous scientist who worked for the security services and concealed a barrel of crap in a previous generation, which is why Lisa picked up all those awards and appointments from the scientific and medical establishments. Jardine rattled on about her Aga on Radio 4’s ‘A Point of View’ programme, she was not a genius. And that Aga was probably in the middle of Hampstead while Lisa did her country peasant home baking bit.
A Point of View – I’ll have all the best jobs please, you all know who my dad was, not that I have ever traded on that…
Lisa died of cancer in 2015, aged 71. In the tributes which followed, she was remembered for “her deep empathy for outsiders of all kinds – rebels, misfits and migrants.”
Here’s Lisa, at the heart of the British establishment, closely linked with virtually every elite who assisted in concealing the Westminster Paedophile Ring and even with those who were mates with Dafydd himself, empathising with the rebels and misfits:
CBE FRS FRHistS
Jardine at the Royal Society admissions day in 2015
A group of misfits and rebels:
As well as working as a researcher on Lisa’s dad’s TV series, Lord Elwyn-Jones’s daughter Josephine married Francis Gladstone, a relative of the former PM William Gladstone.
William Gladstone was much loved and revered in north Wales, what with being a Liberal PM when north Wales was dominated politically and culturally by Liberal Noncoformists and on the Watkin Path going up Snowdon there is a huge carved rock which marks the place where Gladstone and a crowd sung Cymric hymns. Gladstone lived at Hawarden Castle in Flintshire. In 1895, at the age of 85, he gave £40,000 and much of his own library to establish what is now known as Gladstone’s Library – it was previously called St Deiniol’s Library – close to Hawarden Castle. Gladstone’s Library is a national memorial to Gladstone. It is lovely, it is a residential library with an emphasis on theology, but it is a favourite hang-out of the paedophiles’ friends (see previous posts). So much so that when I used to stay there I would inevitably encounter them. It might well have been a coincidence, I’d expect to see theologians there, but Dafydd’s colleague Dr Neil Davies, who was one of those responsible for illegally imprisoning me in Denbigh??? Just browsing away just when I was in there myself? Neil Davies doesn’t live anywhere near Hawarden and he isn’t a theologian but he knows an awful lot of people who are who have also been of great assistance to him and Dafydd…
Ronnie Waterhouse came from a well-known Liberal family in Flintshire and many members of Ronnie’s family were active in the Liberal Party, as was Ronnie himself when he was a young man. Ronnie’s dad Thomas Waterhouse was a very influential in the Liberal Party himself at the time of Gladstone and knew Gladstone personally.
See previous posts for information on Gladstone and the Waterhouse family.
Gladstone at Hawarden with his grandchild Dorothy Drew, daughter of Mary Gladstone.
Gladstone’s statue in Gladstone’s Library:
In 1840, Gladstone began to rescue and rehabilitate London prostitutes, walking the streets of London himself and encouraging the women he encountered to change their ways. Much to the criticism of his peers, he continued this practice decades later, even after he was elected PM. Dafydd had a similar explanation when questions were asked of some of his past-times. But then Dafydd told people that he was ‘carrying out a ward round’ when he was found in the women’s dorm at Denbigh in the small hours of the morning.
Yes, we Empowered Service Users did do a great deal of laughing at Dafydd and at those who repeated his ludicrous explanations every time that he was caught with his trousers down or indeed off, despite the huge danger that he presented.
Elwyn Jones’s other daughter is the fashion historian Lou Taylor, who is an Emeritus Professor at the University of Brighton.
Elwyn Jones’s son Dan Jones describes himself as an ‘artist’ and ‘rhyme collector’. Dan has been based in the East End since 1967. John Allen set up the Bryn Alyn Communityt in 1969 and within a short time, it was receiving scores of children from London boroughs, including those in the East End (see previous posts). In the 1970s and 80s, Dan lived at Brick Lane, just down the road from the flat in Bethnal Green where my mates lived and I briefly stayed in 1986, when sex offenders and other nasties came after us, just after I had left north Wales (see previous posts, including ‘The Turn Of The Screw’).
Dan Jones has ‘campaigned against racism and fought for social justice all of his life’. Dan was a social worker and visited schools in the East End at the same time as his father ignored what was happening to all those kids who ended up being abused and even dying at the hands of Dafydd’s gang. Dan has painted many murals of children on the walls of schools in the East End. Dan’s has also carried out ‘education work’ with Amnesty International. The Secretary-General of Amnesty, 1968-80, was Martin Ennals. See previous posts.
Martin’s brother Lord David Ennals colluded with Dafydd et al in Ennals’s capacity as a leading light in MIND and in his role as a Labour Minister in the Home Office, in the DHSS and then as Secretary of State for the DHSS, 1976-79, when Dafydd unlawfully arrested and imprisoned Mary Wynch… David Ennals was mates with Dafydd’s old mate from the Maudsley, Dr Jim Birley . See previous posts.
Dan featured on the Radio 4 children’s programme ‘Go 4 It’, taking children through a role play of what it was like to have to run in fear from your country. I know the feeling Dan!
Dan’s blog, Spitalfields Life, contains messages from people who knew Dan’s dad! One is an Angel who nursed Elwyn-Jones’s when Elwyn was a patient at the Royal Sussex County Hospital, 1987-1989. Elwyn Jones encouraged that Angel in their law studies and that Angel is now a Lecturer in Law (Medical & Human Rights). Another message is from someone who’s granddad knew Elwyn Jones and Polly Binder; their granddad used to be a chef at Gray’s Inn and that is how he knew Dan’s parents. Dafydd’s mate Sir William Mars-Jones was a senior member of Gray’s Inn…
Here’s Dan in front of one of his murals:
Elwyn Jones’s brother Idris (1900–1971), was captain of the Wales Rugby Union team in 1925 and was an industrial chemist who became Director General of Research Development for the National Coal Board.
The Welsh Rugby Union had many links to Dafydd’s gang which the gang used to their full potential, particularly in the form of the dreadful Tasker Watkins, ‘The Greatest Living Welshman’. Watkins had the most impressive Paedophile Gang Bingo card imaginable.
Sir Tasker Watkins VC GBE PC QC DL (18 November 1918 – 9 September 2007) was a Lord Justice of Appeal, 1980-93 and Deputy Lord Chief Justice, 1988-93. Tasker was Leader of the Wales and Chester Circuit, 1970-71 and Presiding Judge of the Wales and Chester Circuit, 1975-80. He was Chairman of the Wales Mental Health Review Tribunal, 1960-71. Tasker was President of the Welsh National School of Medicine, 1987-98. He was President of the Welsh Rugby Union, 1993-2004.
In World War II, Sir Tasker was awarded the Victoria Cross, the highest British award for gallantry in the face of the enemy.
Tasker was appointed Deputy Lord Chief Justice by the Lord Chief Justice Geoffrey Lane. It was Geoffrey Lane who released Oliver Brooke, the Professor of Paediatrics at St George’s Hospital Medical School from prison early, after comparing Ollie’s vast stash of child porn to a collection of cigarette cards. Ollie was one of the key figures in the pan-European paedophile ring of which Dafydd’s gang were a part. See previous posts, including ‘Oliver!’.
Tasker was perceived as a Friend Of Wales particularly as a result of his Chairing the 1967 Public Inquiry into the Aberfan Disaster. Aberfan was blamed on the NCB and Lord Robens in particular was the fall guy, but the tip which fell on the school in 1966, killing 116 children and 28 adults, was known to be dangerous by local Councillors and politicians who had said nothing because the coal industry was about the only employer in the area and they feared the consequences if action was taken. Robens did a nice little deal with Wilson’s Gov’t which ensured that he remained in public life and was well-provided for after he took all the crap for Aberfan. See previous posts.
Lord Justice Desmond Ackner was another friend of Dafydd who was constructed as a Friend Of The Welsh People as a result of his role in Aberfan. Desmond Ackner was Counsel for the families of the victims at the Public Inquiry into Aberfan. Ackner condemned the ‘callous indifference, incompetence, ignorance and inertia’ in the National Coal Board. The people of Aberfan were well-impressed that an ‘English barrister’ wanted to help them and Ackner ‘remains a local hero’ in Aberfan, where a bench in the memorial garden bears a plaque in his memory.
Ronnie Waterhouse acted as junior Counsel at the Inquiry into Aberfan.
Not long after Ackner established his reputation as a Champ of the Oppressed due to his role at the Aberfan Inquiry, Ackner did a great job for those who were really close to his heart, Dafydd and the gang, when he acted as the Presiding Judge when Sir Kenneth Robinson and the Church of Scientology did battle in the libel courts after the Scientologists alleged that psychiatrists were experimenting on their patients, harming them and facilitating sex crimes against minors. Desmond Ackner denounced the Scientologists and dismissed their allegations as nonsense. The Church of Scientology’s allegations re psychiatry have never been taken seriously since. Yet Dafydd and his colleagues were doing exactly what the Scientologists stated that they were doing.
Sir Kenneth Robinson was Harold Wilson’s Health Secretary and President/Chair of MIND. Dafydd was a leading light in MIND when Robinson was Chair of MIND and when Robinson was Health Secretary. Furthermore Desmond Ackner knew about Dafydd’s gang and their crimes, as well as about Lord Louis Mountbatten, Sir Anthony Blunt, Kincora Boys’ Home and much else. The Scientologists don’t do themselves many favours, but their accusations re Dafydd et al had a substantial basis in fact. The trial was rigged and Ackner was appointed to preside over that trial to blow anyone who dared take on Dafydd et al out of the water. It worked, just look what happened in the years which followed that trial in the early 1970s. Ronnie Waterhouse was involved in the trial, he was Counsel for Geoffrey Johnson-Smith, a Tory MP who also maintained that the allegations that Dafydd et al were abusing kids and vulnerable people were libellous. Who was the senior Counsel acting for Robinson? One Elwyn Jones, having been recommended by Ronnie Waterhouse. The Scientologists were represented by a junior barrister, Ronald Schulman, who later ‘disappeared in mysterious circumstances’ and was subsequently smeared by Waterhouse and his mates. See post ‘The White Heat Of The Revolution’ for further details.
David Ennals was a leading light in MIND for many years during the 1970s and 80s.
See post ‘Include Me Out’ for further details of Desmond Ackner and his glorious career. Ackner died in 2006, so he was around to give Dafydd, MIND, Ronnie Waterhouse et al a helping hand well after Ronnie finished the the massive cover-up in 2000. Desmond Ackner was a member of Middle Temple, like Ronnie.
There’s a statue of Dafydd’s mate at the Millennium Stadium in Cardiff:
Sir Tasker Watkins
Bring on the Welsh Spring:
Elwyn Jones’s brother Idris was educated at what is now Aberystwyth University and then Gonville and Caius College, Cambridge. After finishing his PhD at Cambridge, Idris worked for ICI at Billingham, where he was Group Manager in the Oil Division. In 1933 he returned to Wales as Research Manager for Powell Duffryn Ltd. In 1946 Idris was appointed Director General of Research Development for the NCB. During summer 1955 he went to the USSR as a member of the NCB‘s specialised delegation. Idris visited the three biggest Russian coalfields, in Siberia, near Moscow, and the Donbas.
Idris Jones was Vice-President of University College of Wales, Aberystwyth, 1963-71. While at college Idris was captain of the rugby team at Aberystwyth and a member of Cambridge University Rugby XV. He played flanker for London-Welsh and Llanelli Rugby Clubs and also for the Barbarians. He played for Wales against England, France, Ireland and Scotland and was captain on one occasion. Idris was a prominent active member of Welsh societies in London.
IdrisJones died in 1971, a Bachelor who had not been blessed with children.
While the Lord Elwyn-Jones’s, the Lord Cledwyns and the Sir William Mars-Jones’s were busy in London helping Dafydd out, rather more obscure people in Bangor University unknown to anyone outside of their academic fields reaped the rewards of a gang of murdering paedophiles. Professor Fergus Lowe was the person who excelled in this regard obviously, but a few not-very-bright people did very nicely out of it as well.
One such person was, as he was known when we were undergrads, ‘the bad tempered bastard John Farrar’. John Farrar was a rather uninspiring and deeply unpleasant plant physiologist. He wasn’t too bright but was the most frightful bully – and according to someone who had shared a bench with him at Oxford when they were undergrads, Farrar was obnoxious back then as well – and most students just avoided interaction with him because the most innocent question would be met with a bout of swearing and shouting in response. He was reputed to swear and shout at the undergrad whom he was shagging as well, Stel. There was a major diplomatic incident when Stel graduated and bagged a job as Farrar’s research assistant ‘because it just looks so bad’, as a member of staff observed.
Looked bad?? No wonder Farrar ignored all of their protests, one of his colleagues, John Wilson, was having sex with school girls in Bangor; another colleague, Ralph Oxley, was married to Isobel Hargreaves, a Gwynedd social worker who was a member of Dafydd’s gang; another of Farrar’s colleagues in the Plant Biology Dept was Chris Wood, a marine botanist who was married to the corrupt GP Dr D.G.E. Wood, who was one of the key facilitators of Dafydd’s gang. One of the Profs in Plant Biology was Prof Greig-Smith, who was a colleague of the Cambridge botanist Prof Edred Henry Corner, Douglas Hurd’s uncle. Douglas Hurd was Home Secretary, 1985-89, during which time he concealed the serious criminality in north Wales. One of the mature students in Plant Biology at the time was Gaye Kennaway, who was married to Ian Kennaway, who held a very senior role in the National Trust in Wales. See post ‘Additional Security Measures’.
The National Trust in north Wales had numerous links with Dafydd’s gang (see previous posts), in particular by running a work scheme for ‘disadvantaged people’ at Penrhyn Castle, which was staffed entirely by victims of Dafydd’s gang under the supervision of Wing Commander I.H. Panton, who knew exactly what had happened to them at the hands of Dafydd and kept them hidden away in the gardens at Penrhyn Castle (see posts ‘That’s Entertainment’ and ‘Today We Have Naming Of Parts’).
One of the Profs in Plant Biology was Geoff Sagar, who was also one of the senior managers at UCNW, so he’ll have been on excellent terms with Dafydd and the gang who were running the whole institution anyway.
These were just the main links between Plant Biology and Dafydd’s gang; there were of course many, many more, because the staff were married/related to and socialised with other members of the gang and the gang’s relatives/friends. Not that everything always ran smoothly, in true paedophiles’ friends’ style, many of them spent much of their time at each other’s throats.
John Farrar hated everyone and everyone hated him. I was in a lab one day when I heard the most dreadful commotion in the lab next door. It was Farrar having a row with John Wilson. Farrar was demanding the use of yet another lab solely for himself – although like John Wilson Farrar was only a junior lecturer – and was effectively intimidating John Wilson out of his lab. Farrar was shouting and yelling and banging his fist on the bench and in the end John Wilson ran out of the door. I reported back to my mates and they said ‘oh we’ve heard that Farrar does things like that’.
When I returned years later to Bangor as a PhD student and then a post doc, the Bad Tempered Bastard was PVC for Research and what a lot of trouble he caused. The Bad Tempered Bastard treated everyone else, even senior staff, appallingly and then the Bad Tempered Bastard told senior academics in other disciplines which of their publications to enter for the RAE. Because the Bad Tempered Bastard wouldn’t listen to anyone and knew nothing about anything but plant physiology, he entered some academics’ work into the wrong categories, such as that of the sociologists. YOU THICK TOSSER FARRAR, YOU ENTERED US FOR SOCIAL POLICY, WHICH IS A DIFFERENT DISCIPLINE. Duh!!!
I watched the unfolding disaster, as did the senior sociologists but no, Farrar was not going to listen. Brown said ‘oh don’t worry, there’s a row after every RAE in most universities and whoever leads it usually leaves their job, Farrar will be gone’. How right Brown was. The RAE results were embarrassing and the knives went out for Farrar. Poor old Farrar tried to cling on but then Fungus turned on him, had the most blazing row and Farrar keeled over with a heart attack. It could not have happened to a nicer person. One of Farrar’s punch bags observed that ‘the most hated man in the University has now nearly killed the second most hated man in the University’. Farrar then announced his ‘retirement’ and an e mail was circulated from the organs of Gov’t at Bangor explaining that there wasn’t going to be a party because ‘John doesn’t want a fuss’, after which one of my mates observed ‘which is just as well because he’s not going to get one’. The e mail explained that anyone wishing to contribute to a Gift For John could leave a donation. Another punch bag who owned a small-holding where he kept sheep commented that he had a bag of shit that Farrar could have.
Thus Bangor University waved a fond farewell to Farrar.
It was deeply ironic that while doing all this, Fungus and Farrar, in collaboration with other paedophiles’ friends, were planning to shaft the VC, who must have been in despair over the idiocies of that lot. Presumably the man who was then VC is still alive and kicking and isn’t dead like Fungus or wrecked like Farrar.
Let me explain Farrar you thick idiot. The problem was me. Fungus knew that I had the dirt on Dafydd and the gang going back decades, he knew that Miranda, Gordon Brown and Lord Snooty the Third were all involved in previous cover-ups and he knew that Brown and I intended to publish. Fungus also knew that I hated the lot of them and he knew that I knew about the plans on the part of multiple people to Get The VC, who was not Of The Paedophiles’ Friends. That is why, when I was approached by a TV journo with regard to making a documentary about the mental health services in north Wales, the day before filming I was told that the programme would only go ahead if I dropped the VC in it on TV. I refused and they told me that I didn’t need to be scared of him. I replied that I wasn’t scared of him, he was one of the few people who had never threatened me, tried to extract info from me or tried to influence my plans re the battle with the paedophiles’ friends in any way and I was not going to smear one of the few sane people who had behaved properly.
Here are some of the people who were desperately hoping that I would be led into an obvious trap by the ‘investigative journalist’ who Wanted To Expose The Truth:
Whoops, Computer Says No!!!
Before Fungus nearly killed Farrar, a VIP paid a visit to Bangor University to open the new Ecocentre (I’ve forgotten its official name) aka the Good Ship Farrar. It was Gordon, during his brief period of being PM! There were some structural problems with the building, but no-one told Gordon that. Instead Farrar was touted as a Sensitive Green who Cared about matters Climate and the Environment, rather than a shitbag who had climbed to the top of the University by bullying weak stupid people who were colluding with a murdering trafficking gang.
The building of Farrar’s empire at Bangor involved the usual strategy ie. the touting as geniuses of a few of those who had shamelessly toadied to this vile git when they were his PhD students, instead of running away as fast as they could which happened quite often in the case of students doing PhDs with Farrar. A number of good botanists gave up on plant biology after having had the John Farrar Experience.
One of the Geniuses from the Farrar Stable is Professor Julie Scholes. Julie Scholes was a PhD student when I was an undergrad and Julie knew about many of the sordid activities on the part of Farrar and his colleagues that I have discussed on this blog. Julie is now a Professor in the Dept of Animal and Plant Sciences at Sheffield University. Julie is one of the partners in Sheffield University’s Leverhulme Centre for Climate Change and Migration.
The Leverhulme Trust grant-making foundation which was established under the will of the 1st Viscount Leverhulme (1851–1925), with the instruction that its resources should be used to support “scholarships for the purposes of research and education.” The Leverhulme estate is located in Cheshire/Merseyside and Philip Lever aka Lord Leverhulme, the 3rd Viscount was foolish enough to get himself linked with Dafydd and the gang, partly by Philip Lever’s position as Chancellor of Liverpool University, 1980-93. Fungus used this very effectively in terms of liberating funding from the Leverhulme Trust and no doubt in other ways a well. Before Fungus decided that Farrar was better off dead, Fungus and Farrar were partners in crime. Philip Lever’s lifelong passion was horse racing. He owned race horses and served as Chairman of Chester Racecourse and as a senior steward of the Jockey Club. Ronnie Waterhouse’s father-in-law bred racehorses and Ronnie made it his business to get to know everyone who was anyone in racing and the Jockey Club. See previous posts.
Philip Lever served as Lord Lieutenant of Cheshire, 1949-90, making him the longest serving Lord Lieutenant in the country. He was Lilibet’s representative throughout those long and happy years that Dafydd’s gang operated in Cheshire and Lever’s term of office spanned most of Sir Peter Morrison’s time as the Tory MP for Chester, when Morrison was molesting children in care in north Wales and elsewhere. Philip Lever died in July 2000. He obviously felt that his job on earth was done once Ronnie Waterhouse’s report had been published in Feb 2000.
I invite readers to take a look at the dates of the highlights of Julie Schofield’s career and think back to what was happening re Dafydd’s gang at the time:
BSc (1982) PhD (1986) University of Wales
Royal Commission for the Exhibition of 1851 Research Fellow, University of Sheffield (1986-1987)
Royal Society University Research Fellow, University of Sheffield (1987-1995)
Lecturer, Senior Lecturer, Reader, University of Sheffield (1995-2003)
Professor of Plant and Microbial Sciences (2003 – present).
One can go a long way by keeping one’s trap shut if one’s PhD supervisor is an absolute pig…
Another Outstanding Biologist who learned at the knee of a man who’s colleagues were running a paedophile ring is Professor Julian Hibberd of the
Department of Plant Sciences, Cambridge University….
What became of Stel, the undergrad whom Farrar was shagging? Well she ended up marrying Farrar when she finished her PhD and went on to have a big family. She and Farrar had a very acrimonious divorce when the children were quite young and Stel spent years working as a Welsh for adults tutor at Bangor University, in the School of Lifelong Learning of which the Head was Meri Huws, the former Gwynedd social worker at the time of Great Paedophilia in the 1980s. Stel and Farrar’s son Robin has for some years held various offices in Cymdeithas yr Iaith Gymraeg, the Welsh Language Society. Meri Huws Chaired Cymdeithas back in the 1980s…
When i was doing my PhD, I shared an open plan office with a number of others, including a Dr Christine Smart. Christine was married to a Prof in Biological Sciences at Bangor University, Davey Jones. Christine used to tell people that she knew that everyone hated Farrar, but Davey would always be grateful to him because Farrar got him his Chair. The reason why Christine’s loyalties were being stretched was that the Dept was being shut down because Fungus had forced our boss, my PhD supervisor, out of his job and everyone was being made redundant. Christine probably knew that this was a punishment beating for my PhD supervisor after I got my PhD, so I do hope that she and Davey screwed as much as they possibly could out of Fungus and Farrar. Especially as I’ve now exposed the whole rotten structure. Christine knew how bad the Top Doctors of Bangor were, because she had a very bad experience during the birth of one of her children. It should have been enough to have got one of the bastards sacked, but no, there won’t have been a complaint made because no-one can afford to upset the Top Docs and the associated paedophile gang. So other women will have been put at risk by him as well now…
Wales has got talent? Well it’s certainly got a great many people feeding off Dafydd.
Because there was so little employment in the Bangor area in the 1980s, of the Bangor graduates who stayed in the area, many set up their own small, often slightly alternative, businesses. One of the plant biologists who graduated a few years before me, Pete Winstanley, established an organic veg shop in Bangor, years before eating organic veg was a mass activity. Pete was always very friendly and the shop had a huge choice of veg but it was so cold in Pete’s shop in the winter that he’d have a gas fire on full blast and would still be serving the customers while wearing a scarf, hat and woollen gloves. Pete’s veg shop disappeared from Bangor years ago and I thought that he’d left north Wales. So imagine my surprise one day while, when researching Dafydd, I discovered that Dafydd had commissioned an oil painting of himself – paid for by Dafydd’s charidee CAIS I understand – painted by Anglesey artist Pete Winstanley. Yes, it was the botanist Pete who used to own the veg shop…
Pete’s veg shop was in Upper Bangor, opposite the left-wing book shop and just down the road from the C & A Hospital, with the Angels’ homes opposite. The C & A Hospital which was facilitating the trafficking ring and the Angels’ homes in the buildings which were in a nearly uninhabitable condition, housing Angels who were also involved in the trafficking ring.
In the early 1980s, students at UCNW were all exposed to the story of ‘Do you know that there is a prostitute in Bangor? She’s in the Railway Hotel.’ I never went in the Railway Hotel so I have no idea of whether there was a prostitute in there or not, but there were a a number of prostitutes who lived in the Angels’ homes and even more prostitutes in the Ty Newydd and Ty’r Felin children’s homes in Bangor.
‘We didn’t know.’
It is Remembrance Week. That is what you all did. You should never be allowed to forget it.
Previous posts and comments have made reference to Huw Daniel, the appalling old git who worked as a barrister on the corrupt Chester and Wales Circuit for donkey’s years until someone was foolish enough to give him a job as a judge, from which point on he cluttered up the Circuit in a more senior capacity. The tabloids loved old Daniel as a No Nonsense Judge Who Was Tough On Young Thugs. Those tabloids didn’t know much about him.
My post ‘Interesting Happenings In The Legal System’ described the attempt by those we know and love in north Wales to have me fitted up for ‘threatening to kill’ Alun Davies, a corrupt north Wales NHS senior manager, in 2002. What I had actually done was tell Davies’s secretary that he was a fat idiot. Davies delighted in telling everyone who would listen that I would get ‘seven years in prison’. The case circulated around the courts of north Wales for the best part of two years, during which time I lost my job and my home. The charges were withdrawn on the first day of the trial, although hordes of NHS staff, as well as a police officer, had loyally turned up at court to perjure themselves. Huw Daniel was the Presiding judge and was very angry indeed when he discovered the the prosecution had withdrawn the charges and instead were doing me for the lowest level of Public Order Offence, ie. telling Alun Davies’s secretary that he was a fat idiot. Daniel imposed the heaviest sentence that he was legally able to – more than 100 hours of community service and a fine – and issued a restraining order against me preventing me from going to NHS premises, such was the danger that I presented to NHS staff. I later found out that the restraining order was legally invalid and that Daniel knew this.
Years later I discovered that within days of the case, someone had unlawfully accessed the PNC and recorded a conviction for another more serious offence against my name. Furthermore, a forged certificate of indictment was subsequently found in the possession of Chester Court, stating that I had pleaded guilty to ‘violent disorder’ at Caernarfon Crown Court. I have never been charged with such an offence. I wrote to the North Wales Police’s legal department about the matter some two years ago but nothing has been resolved. See post ‘Even More Confusion Regarding Those Legal Conundrums’.
Huw Daniel was for a number of years the judge with responsibility for Mental Health Tribunals in Wales. His father was J.E. Daniel, one of the early leading lights in and the President of Plaid Cymru. J.E. Daniel was a mate of Saunders Lewis, who was a mate of Dafydd’s when Dafydd was busy being a young nationalist activist in the 1950s and 60s. See post ‘Tan yn Llyn’.
A lot of people in north Wales – and not just offenders either – do not like Huw Daniel. At best he is seen as a pompous obnoxious fool, but he has been described to me as ‘malignant’.
On 8 March 1997, The Indie reported on a case over which Huw Daniel presided at Chester Crown Court. The No Nonsense Judge, to several rounds of applause from the public gallery, had sentenced Keith Laverack, a former senior manager of Cambridgeshire Social Services, to 18 years in prison for a string of sexual assaults on children in care over a period of 20 years. Huw had a great time at the trial. He told Chester Crown Court that Laverack was a ‘career paedophile’, that this case was ‘unquestionably the most serious case of its kind’ that old Huw could remember and that it would cause ‘tremendous public outrage’. At one point Huw became seriously over-excited as he spoke about the ‘perverted lusts’ of Laverack.
According to Huw, Laverack had ‘taken advantage of damaged children to satisfy his perverted lusts knowing full well all his victims wanted was love, affection and security’. Pretty much like Huw’s mate Dafydd, who took advantage of ‘damaged children’ when they hit 18. The Dafydd who was known to tell his patients that he loved them and who cohabited with others…
Huw Daniel observed that Laverack abused his victims knowing that he could because ‘the system allowed you to get away with it’. Indeed it did Daniel, because if the kids complained, they were referred to Dafydd and his colleagues and would find themselves sectioned in a locked ward; then in Risley Remand Centre if they still didn’t shut up and if they really were presenting a challenge, in a secure psychiatric unit/high security hospital. Along the way, they would make a few court appearances in front of Huw Daniel et al, who would bellow and rant in court, maintaining that these were dreadful people in the dock and all that anyone had ever tried to do was help them.
At Laverack’s trial, Daniel commented that Laverack abused children ‘confident in the knowledge’ that if the kids did complain ‘they would not be believed’. Huw knew the ropes then.
At my 2003 hearing for telling Alun Davies’s secretary that he was a fat idiot – the charges of ‘threatening to kill Alun Davies’ were withdrawn on the first day of the trial after a whistleblower, who had witnessed the senior staff of the Hergest Unit planning to fit me up for that offence by encouraging a group of Angels to perjure themselves, made it clear that he would go public on what had gone on as well as on the abuse of patients at the Hergest Unit if my trial went ahead – Huw Daniel stated that he did not believe my malicious allegations against the ‘excellent’ staff of the Hergest Unit and that while I saw myself as the victim, the ‘real victims’ were Alun Davies ‘and his family’ no less. I have never communicated with Alun Davies’s family and would not recognise them if I saw them. I now have stacks of documents in my possession compiled and signed by Davies and his associates which detailed their plans to frame me.
Huw Daniel spent his entire working life on the corrupt Chester and Wales Circuit, working alongside many others who concealed the paedophile ring which had operated for decades in the region.
Keith Laverack had spent twenty years working as a teacher and then headmaster in children’s homes in Cheshire and Cambridgeshire and it was for offences that he committed when in those positions that he was tried at Chester Crown Court. Loverack, who was 52 yrs old at the time, denied 20 charges, but was found guilty of 15 of them, 11 of buggery and 4 of indecent assault.
Laverack’s first permanent appointment was at Greystone Heath Approved School in Warrington when he was 21 or 22 yrs old and it was alleged that he had assaulted children until 1987.
Laverack was jailed three months after the beginning of the Waterhouse Inquiry, which was Chaired by Huw Daniel’s colleague Sir Ronnie Waterhouse. The Waterhouse Inquiry famously excluded the abuse of children in care in north Wales at locations outside of north Wales or by people from outside of north Wales. So if, for example, witnesses talked about being taken to houses in Chester where they were abused by groups of men – which at least one witness did – Ronnie did not consider this in his conclusions. Likewise if men from outside of north Wales – perhaps the Tory MP for Chester or Jimmy Savile – arrived at children’s homes in north Wales and took the children away to be abused at another location, Ronnie didn’t consider that either.
Greystone Heath Approved School in Warrington was one of numerous children’s homes/schools in the north west of England which was part of a huge paedophile ring with links to other parts of the UK. Staff from those institutions also worked in locations in north Wales. Between 1994-97 a major joint investigation was conducted by Merseyside and Cheshire police forces. Social workers from Cheshire and Liverpool were brought in to investigate their own colleagues. The Merseyside and Cheshire Police, as well as senior social workers/managers from Cheshire and Liverpool, were linked to Dafydd’s empire. Cheshire Social Services were described as ‘one of the prime movers’ in the investigation but the Deputy Director David Whitehead made it clear that none of the County Council’s own homes were under investigation. The investigation resulted in a small number of social workers and teachers going to prison. Keith Laverack’s scalp seems to have been the biggest claimed. See post ‘The Mentor’ for details of some of those who got away and those who rocked up in north Wales.
After the Waterhouse Inquiry, there were many allegations that bottom feeding care workers and teachers had been scapegoated for the crimes of much more senior people, including public figures, who were never even named yet alone charged. Such allegations follow nearly every high profile paedophile trial; either that completely innocent people have been jailed or sex offenders at the bottom of the pyramid have taken the rap for the crimes of others.
As Dafydd et al in north Wales know, the really brilliant thing about securing convictions against anyone for sex offences or against mental health patients for Attacks On NHS Staff, is that the public are so horrified that should the person convicted ever complain of anything again, or had they ever complained of anything previously, no-one will believe a word that they say. Which is why Dafydd and the gang worked so hard over thirty years to secure convictions against me; why they tried to portray patient F as sexually questionable (see previous posts) and why a letter from someone who doesn’t exist – Sylvia Granalda – was sent to Brown’s senior managers at De Montfort University telling them that Brown was a ‘known paedophile’ who had ‘committed many offences’ when he worked at Aston University but ‘hadn’t been caught’. See post ‘A Nasty, Ludicrous Poison Pen Letter’. My, what a good laugh we had – if Brown hadn’t been caught, he wasn’t a known paedophile was he Dafydd/Elfed/Martin?
A Man Who In 1987 Heard Dafydd Threatening And Then Trying To Bribe Me:
Brown’s letters to Dafydd’s employers about the phone calls to which Brown was listening in were ignored.
A Lying Criminal Old Bastard:
The ‘hospital wing’ of Risley Remand Centre was full of Dafydd’s patients, many of whom were former kids in care. Risley Remand Centre was in Warrington, Cheshire.
The Mistress Of A Lying Criminal Old Bastard:
Lucille’s previous before she was Director of Gwynedd Social Services included employment as a children’s social worker in Cheshire. Even Ronnie Waterhouse admitted that Lucille knew about the abuse of children in the care of Gwynedd Social Services but failed to respond.
A Man Who Knows About Perverted Lusts:
Keith Laverack is a man who will have known many of the people who were involved in the abuse ring in the north west of England throughout the 1970s and 80s. He will have known about their links with rings in other parts of the UK. Keith later relocated to Cambridgeshire, where he eventually attained a senior position, so he will have known many of the people in that area who were involved with sexual abuse, as well as their links and associates. The Cambridgeshire shenanigans touched the lives of more than a few celebrity paedophiles because of the presence of Cambridge University in that region.
King, a Cambridge graduate, was jailed for historical sex offences against boys in 2001. King maintained that he knew many more people who had done exactly what he had and considerably worse to both boys and girls whom the police have never been near. Jonathan King is a tosser but I believe him with regard to that. Jonathan King also maintains that the judge who presided over his trial was known to him from his Cambridge days and was another person who had gay sex with teenaged boys.
Huw Daniel went to Jesus College, Oxford. Should any of Huw’s former peers wish to get in touch with info, I’d love to hear from them…
A 1965 clip from ‘Top of the Pops’ of King singing ‘Everyone’s Gone To The Moon’, which King recorded when he was still an undergrad, is available on You Tube and clearly shows Jimmy Savile having a knees up with the teenagers in the studio.
Jonathan King was a student at Trinity College, Cambridge. Rab Butler, Mr Tony Party throughout the middle of the 20th century who held just about ever ‘great office of state’ except that of PM, was Master of Trinity College, 1965-77.
Carlo studied at Trinity College, 1967-70 and Rab was his mentor and counsellor.
Rab was High Steward of Cambridge University, 1958-66 and High Steward of the City of Cambridge from 1963 until his death in 1982. Butler was also the first Chancellor of the University of Essex, 1966-82 and Chancellor of the University of Sheffield, 1959-77.
From 1972 to 1975, Butler Chaired the Committee on Mentally Abnormal Offenders, the Butler Committee, which proposed major reforms to the law and psychiatric services, not all of which have been implemented even today.
Baroness Jean Trumpington was a friend of Rab Butler and was the junior Health Minister under Thatch who appointed Jimmy Savile to the management task force of Broadmoor in 1986 (see posts ‘Socio-Political Context Of The North Wales Mental Health Services In The 1980s’ and ‘A Pretty Classy Piece Of Operation’). Trumpers was based in Cambridgeshire for much of her adult life, including during the 1970s. Her husband Alan Barker was Headmaster of The Leys School; Trumpers was a leading light in the Tory Party in the area and she was also Mayoress of Cambridge. Trumpers served as a magistrate but was obliged to resign for reasons which she was never very clear about but were something to do with her relationship with the Cambridge Rapist. Trumpers sat on numerous bodies, including the Social Services Committee; she was involved with ‘homes’ for unmarried mothers and provision for women with mental health problems; she served as a prison visitor; she was involved with Addenbrookes Hospital and was a friend of Thatch. See post ’95 Glorious Years!’
The fragrant Lady Mary Archer and her husband Tuppence lived and might still live in Cambridgeshire and Lady Mary is involved with Addenbrookes Hospital. In 1987, Tuppence won a libel case against the ‘Daily Star’ after it was alleged that in 1986 he had paid a prostitute for sex. Tuppence denied paying her for sex but it was later revealed that Tuppence had committed perjury during the libel trial, as had the Fragrant One. Tuppence however was the only one charged. He was jailed for perjury and conspiring to pervert the course of justice in 2001. The prostitute who was due to give evidence against Tuppence died as a result of a car crash very shortly before the trial. See post ‘Tuppence And His Fragrant Wife’.
The article which so upset Tuppence was published in the autumn of 1986 when Tuppence was Deputy Chairman of the Tory Party. As a result of the article, Tuppence resigned and was replaced as Deputy Chairman by Sir Peter Morrison. I was unlawfully detained by the gang in north Wales for the first time in the autumn of 1986, just weeks before the article about Tuppence appeared. My housemate Anne Vernon who knew what was happening to me at the hands of the Top Doctors was killed in a car crash in the spring of 1986. When I finally received copies of my medical records just a few years ago, I found copies of all the letters of complaint that I had written to Gwynedd Health Authority and other bodies. I had made some references to Tuppence’s trial – I had joked about it – and every reference that I had made to Tuppence had been underlined, but there was no indication as to who had done this. Gwynedd Health Authority had sent copies of all my correspondence to the Welsh Office’s crooked lawyer, Andrew Park.
A lot of people got very worried in 1986, because the net looked as if it was dangerously near to closing in on some molesters in high places. Professor Oliver Brooke, the Prof of Paediatrics at St George’s Hospital Medical School who was a key figure in a pan-European paedophile ring with links to Dafydd et al and many, many others, was arrested and in Dec 1986 jailed, two/three days after Dafydd et al had me unlawfully arrested and banged up in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. The High Society Paedophile In Distress flare was sent up and Ollie was released from prison early on appeal by Lord Chief Justice Geoffrey Lane in May 1987. The police who had worked long and hard to jail Ollie were furious, but they were dealing with a system which was rotten through and through. Ollie’s mates all remained in their very senior jobs at the top of their professions…
When I worked at St George’s, 1989-91, Ollie’s friend and colleague Professor Geoffrey Chamberlain articulated the view that Ollie was a wonderful man with a sad weakness and the whole business was most unfortunate. Had Ollie merely given in to temptation on a few occasions and exposed himself while clad in a dirty mac or even tried to resist his penchant for children I too would take Chamberlain’s view. Indeed many people who are dragged through the courts with the sound of the mob baying in their ears do fall into the ‘sad and lonely’ category. However Ollie was a leading figure in an international criminal gang, who was ruthlessly using his professional contacts to keep the whole lot of them out of trouble. Children were targeted, assaulted and trafficked into prostitution, including the sort of kids who were the last kids on the planet to be interested in sex or nightlife etc. Witnesses were killed and whistleblowers within the professional circles had their careers and lives ruined. Geoffrey Chamberlain was one of the people who was ensuring that whistleblowers’ careers came to an end.
The GMC and other professional bodies of those involved knew exactly how serious the crime was. They allowed it to continue and afforded the criminals complete protection.
The Lord Butler of Saffron Walden
If Keith Laverack did have any knowledge of those at High Table or indeed in other High Places who were doing what they should not have been doing, those people will have been most grateful to Huw Daniel for publicising Keith Laverack’s perverted lusts and banging him up for 18 years at the beginning of the Waterhouse Inquiry. Had Mr Laverack ever felt like Opening His Heart and grassing a few people up – because he wasn’t abusing those kids all by himself was he Huw? – the howls of outrage from all quarters would have drowned him out, as indeed they did Jonathan King.
Press reports of Keith Laverack’s trial also mentioned that Huw Daniel lifted an order previously imposed which the police had obtained preventing the identification of a number of other men who had been charged with sex offences against children as part of a big paedophile trial. The police had obtained the order because they were of the opinion that if the other men were identified at that stage, the bigger trial would be jeopardised.
Nice work Huw, you banged up one man for 18 years but ensured that everybody heard about his shocking perverted lusts, thus preventing anyone listening to any allegations that he might make in the future about his associates and then you did your best to sabotage a much bigger trial! The police must have felt like bludgeoning you to death you corrupt old bastard. They’ll have worked for years to have got that lot into court and witnesses lives will have been put at risk.
A round of applause for the No Nonsense Judge!
Throughout 1997, the mental health services worked very hard to have me arrested and charged – any offence would do, as long as it could be used to confirm how dangerous I was. The plans had begun long before then, back in 1994, when the arrests of the bottom feeders in north Wales/Cheshire began (see post ‘The Banality Of Evil’), escalated throughout 1995 and 1996 and then in Nov 1997, I was arrested on the basis of the perjury of Bridget Lloyd, an Angel, along with Patient F. We were acquitted in Jan 1998, only to find that Dr Tony Francis had written reports for the Court explaining that WHEN we were found guilty, F should be put on probation and I should be transferred to a secure psychiatric hospital (see post ‘A Solicitor’s Letter From North East Wales MIND’). I have now been told that the lawyers who asked Francis to write those reports were in breach of the law, because lawyers must not pre-empt court proceedings. The lawyers advising Francis et al up until then had been Tony Lane of Caernarfon and the crooked Welsh Office lawyer Andrew Park. See previous posts.
Although F and I were acquitted, there was no investigation into the perjury and a flat refusal to apologise to us. Francis and his colleagues robustly defended their decision to have us arrested.
It was recently made public that a former Bishop of Chester abused children for many years and was never stopped, although his activities were well-known. There were many busy bees, including wealthy, influential busy bees, in Cheshire for decades.
Because Huw Daniel always mouthed off when he was presiding, the press usually were given a few florid quotes for publication, even if they were rather misleading or simply lies. Daniel presided over another sex abuse trail in May 1997 which received coverage in the ‘Warrington Guardian’ on 30 May. It was reported that a Bruce McLean had ‘showed little emotion’ when Daniel had jailed him for nine years the previous week. According to Daniel, McLean was a ‘classic paedophile’ and Daniel said that many of McLean’s victims had come from troubled family backgrounds where they may have already been abused. Daniel told McLean: ‘You took advantage of the system within which you worked to have contact privately with young children… you knew it was wrong, they didn’t.’ Just as most of the psych patients and former kids in care had no idea of how many laws Dafydd et al routinely broke. Huw Daniel knew though, so one wonders why he never raised concerns about it.
McLean’s defence counsel, Anthony Gee QC, told Chester Crown Court that prison would be tough on McLean, 41, who had no previous convictions. But Daniel ‘attacked the former care worker for making victims relive their experiences in the witness box’: ‘You showed them no mercy at all’ he said, adding: ‘It will go hard on you in prison, but I have no sympathy with you at all.’
If for once in British criminal history, justice is ever done and Huw Daniel finds himself sitting in HMP Berwyn with anal injuries after encountering Mr Big in the showers, I’ll pay him a visit and remind him of that sentiment. I’ll look forward to that Huw!
McLean was convicted of 10 counts of indecent assault involving seven boys and a girl. McLean, formerly of King Street, Knutsford, was cleared of two other counts of indecent assault after Huw Daniel directed the jury to return not guilty verdicts due to insufficient evidence.
I have no idea whether Bruce McLean was guilty of any of the offences for which he was convicted or not, but I do know that I had not threatened to kill anyone when Daniel made it quite clear that he thought that he would be sending me to prison for threatening to kill Alun Davies. Well the evidence was overwhelming – at least eight Angels heard me do it. Except that every one of them was lying and Patricia Gaskell, the Ysbyty Gwynedd solicitor, had sent a memo around asking for even more of them to go down the police station and lie about me. There was also an occupational therapy assistant who made a statement about me threatening to kill Davies, whom I was told was ‘forced’ to make the statement.
In Feb 2000 Huw was in action once more. BBC News Wales reported that Daniel had jailed James McMorrow from Sligo, Eire, for three years after smuggling nearly 50 kilos of cannabis with a street value of more than £170k. The details of the case are impressive. McMorrow had been living in Spain for eight months and was paid £70 expenses and was due to receive another £3000 for successfully delivering the drugs to Dublin via Holyhead.
Huw Daniel said that there appeared to be an active drug trade between Spain and Ireland and it was clear that the defendant was a courier in a well-organised trip.
He was to be paid a substantial sum, he had contact numbers and a mobile telephone and there was a false passport.
‘This was carefully organised,’ Daniel said.
He had been caught thanks to the vigilance of Special Branch at Holyhead according to Daniel.
Prosecuting barrister Mr Andrew Green told how when interviewed the defendant said that he was in debt and there had been threats not only to himself, but also to his pregnant girlfriend and child.
Defending barrister Miss Anna Price said that her client had started a landscaping business in Spain and had borrowed money from those who were not terribly tolerant when it came to paying the money back.
Following the case, North Wales Police said it operated a ‘vigilant’ policy on drug trafficking.
‘A number of specific operations and routine checks have resulted in over £3.5 m worth of drugs seized in the last year,’ a police statement explained.
‘North Wales Police are aware of the potential use of Holyead port for illegal smuggling activities and work with other agencies in this country and abroad to prevent and detect offences.’
North Wales Police, Special Branch and Huw:
Dafydd’s been doing fake ID documents for years. He is also very good at giving his phone number(s) out and at answering his phone(s), even in the small hours, or when he is abroad conducting ‘clinics’ in France. He’s always available – not for NHS patients obviously, they languished in locked wards for years without so much of a glimpse of him – but if someone rings him at 2 am and he thinks that it might be one of his gang in trouble or a politician in distress having been arrested, dear old Dafydd will answer the phone.
It’s why Dafydd never changed his number and why he was in the phone book for years after he told the High Court in Liverpool in Nov 1994 that I was making his private and professional life ‘intolerable’ by my constant phone calls to him. Although the calls weren’t from me, as Dafydd explained himself in his affidavit, ‘the calls are from McDuff’. See posts ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’ and ‘The Banality Of Evil’. So why I received the injunction I never quite worked out. One call simply consisted of someone blowing a raspberry down the phone at Dafydd – or as Dafydd explained to the High Court, someone impersonating ‘the sound of a flatus’ – and another call involved a middle aged man telling Dafydd that it was me phoning and that I’d had a sex change. So Dafydd reported me to the North Wales Police who arrived at my house and threatened me with arrest. Although they could see that I hadn’t had a sex change. Perhaps they thought that I’d changed back again.
Brown and me were reminiscing recently and Brown said that what Top Docs involved in serious crime need to keep themselves out of trouble is celebrity patients, including politicians.
There was an Empowered Service User in Bethesda for years who was refused all Help from Gwynedd Social Services because they were Fed Up With Her. This Empowered Service User always maintained that when she was younger she’d been a groupie who had slept with Mick Jagger. See previous posts.
Bill Wyman: famous for picking up 13 year old Mandy Smith when he was in middle age and beginning a sexual relationship with her when she was 14. Mandy later said that she regretted her involvement with Mr Wyman.
Paula Yates’s very early career was as a model for Penthouse. Paula met St Bob when she was, by her own description, a groupie. Paula spent her early years in north Wales (see previous posts). She lived in Llandudno and then in Rowen, the village in which Lord Wyn Roberts – Thatcher’s Minister in the Welsh Office – who served as Dafydd’s umbrella for decades also lived (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’). Paula went to school in north Wales as well.
Professor Geoffrey Chamberlain of St George’s Hospital Medical School, who was concealing the paedophile/trafficking gang in south London of which his friend and colleague Professor Oliver Brooke was a key player as well as Dafydd’s gang in north Wales, was Cilla Black’s Top Doctor. See post ‘Now Then…’ and other posts. Cilla was also a personal friend of Chamberlain. That’s the Cilla who was the song bird from Liverpool when Dafydd was a young man with a spring in his step and building up his empire in the north west of England. See posts ‘My Arse – It’s Tatifilarious’ and ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’. Cilla was an enthusiastic supporter of Thatch and was well connected in Tory circles.
I also mentioned to Brown that I am certain that, a la Thatch, Dafydd was boosted up on amphetamines, hence his ability to undertake such a punishing schedule, crashing around in police stations and in Denbigh in the early hours. Brown suggested that Dafydd might have been fuelled by cocaine. Dafydd could have prescribed either for himself but his nose has never rotted away – although it was impressively red as a result of all the booze – so I suspect amphetamine was Dafydd’s preferred pick-me-up.
The North Wales Police have worked really hard for many years to avoid busting Dafydd. The GMC have ignored complaint after serious complaint about Dafydd since the 1970s, including abuse and neglect of patients leading to death; unlawful imprisonment; financial exploitation of patients; dishonesty; perjury; sexual exploitation of patients; bribery and corruption. If the GMC were to be forced to make public their file on Dafydd, it would make Harold Shipman look like a minor shoplifter. The GMC had received a couple of complaints about Shipman; they have received scores about Dafydd. Incredulous people have always remarked of Dafydd ‘he just does whatever he wants and no-one, no-one stops him’. It is quite true and the buck stops at every Chairman and Chief Exec of the GMC that there has been for decades.
Another case over which Huw Daniel presided was that of a child abduction in August 2002. BBC News Wales reported that Charles Kenneth Nicholls, 41, had appeared at Mold Crown Court, charged with abducting an 11 year old girl from near Wrexham. Nicholls appeared in Court accompanied by an Angel, as a result of being a patient at Ty Llewelyn, the secure psychiatric unit at Llanfairfechan in Gwynedd, which at that time was under the management of the North West Wales NHS Trust. The senior NHS manager responsible for Ty Llewellyn was Alun Davies. Nicholls had, by the time that he had appeared before Daniel, been transferred to Ty Llewellyn by the Home Office under the Mental Health Act. The judge responsible for Mental Health Review Tribunals at the time was one Huw Daniel. It was in 2002 that Davies and the perjurers of the North Wales Wales NHS Trust claimed to have been witness to me threatening to kill Davies.
Here’s an Interesting Fact. Before I was sentenced to the maximum possible for telling Alun Davies’s secretary that he was a fat idiot, Huw Daniel deferred sentencing for a psychiatric report on me to be compiled by the perjurers of the Hergest Unit. Daniel said that he would imprison me for contempt of court if I did not ‘co-operate’ with it. When I returned for sentencing Daniel hit the fucking roof because there was no court report. The Hergest hadn’t compiled one or invited me to ‘co-operate’ at any point.
So what went wrong then Huw you fat crook? Did someone at the Hergest Unit get cold feet because they knew that the whistleblower was onto them and had threatened to expose them? Or were the ‘excellent’ perjurers of the Hergest Unit so grossly incompetent that they failed to carry out the last bit of the plan and recommend that I should be transferred to a secure unit, because that is what the plan was wasn’t it?
You have questions to answer Daniel and I’m happy to call you a bent malignant bastard online because I now have a mountain of documents which makes it very clear what was going on behind closed doors at that time.
David Blunkett was Home Secretary throughout it all, under Miranda as PM. It was Michael Beloff QC, Cherie’s colleague, who in his capacity as legal adviser for Municipal Mutual, ensured that the Jillings Report on the abuse of kids in the care of Clwyd County Council from 1974 onward was completely suppressed and was not even made available to the County Councillors (see post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake’). Municipal Mutual also insured the North Wales Police. The Chief Constable of the North Wales Police, David Owen, refused to co-operate with the first police investigation into the possible presence of a paedophile ring in north Wales/Cheshire. When Miranda was PM, he and Cherie entertained Michael Beloff at Chequers.
In 2001, the year following the publication of the Waterhouse Report, Miranda appointed David Hanson, the Labour MP for Delyn, as his PPS (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part II’). Before becoming an MP, David Hanson had been a Councillor in Cheshire, as had his wife Margaret. Margaret Hanson had also worked as a children’s and family senior social worker for Cheshire County Council. Margaret Hanson is currently the Vice-Chair of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board. The Chairman of the Betsi is Dr Peter Higson, who worked as a clinical psychologist at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, later became general manager of that institution and then was appointed a senior manager for the mental health services for the wider north Wales region. While Higson occupied those posts, patients were illegally imprisoned in a dungeon at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. Higson’s sister Ruth Hussey is a Top Doctor, who ended up as Chief Medical Officer for Wales. David Hanson’s early career was with Scope – allegations concerning the abuse of residents in Scope facilities have been made.
If any readers know who Higson’s and Hussey’s parents were I’d love to hear. They grew up in Llanwrst, which is a hub of the petite bourgeoisie who have caused such chaos in north Wales and wherever there is an abuser who needs protecting there is Higson and Hussey. Furthermore who did Hussey marry?
When Huw Daniel jailed Keith Loverack and sabotaged the bigger trial, Miranda knew that he’d be in No 10 in two months time. When Huw Daniel jailed Bruce McLean, Miranda was newly resident in No 10.
Tough on crime, tough on the causes of crime!
BBC News Wales reported that it was alleged that Nicholls had abducted the girl from her home and released her outside. Nicholls pleaded not guilty to unlawfully taking and carrying the girl away and to a charge of affray.
Huw Daniel ordered that the trial should be held at Mold Crown Court. Which is interesting, because when I was charged with threatening to kill Alun Davies, Daniel just happened to be the judge on the occasion of the first hearing, yet he made a point of demanding that my trial should be listed for Mold Crown Court and that he should be the judge to preside over it.
So what was going on at Mold Crown Court that so endeared that institution to Huw Daniel? The Crown Court at which dear old Ronnie Waterhouse was a regular and at which some of Ronnie’s friends and relations had been/were at that time responsible for administrating?
Experience has taught me that when legal/judicial corruption is at work on the Chester and Wales Circuit, great care is taken to ensure that the defendant who is to be stitched up appears in the right court in front of the right judge, even if this means that the court and the judge have to be changed, as they were when Gwynedd Social Services tried to have me imprisoned in 1990 on the basis of the perjury of the Arfon Community Mental Health Team. In that case, great efforts were made to ensure that I appeared in Chester before Justice John Roch, although my barrister wasn’t told that the court and judge had been changed (see post ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’).
John Roch was must been the most excellent paedophiles’ friend because he later became Lord Justice Roch.
Legal authorities: Should anyone ever get round to jailing Huw Daniel, when he subsequently appeals, can you ensure that it is not Lord Justice Roch who hears the appeal? One way of preventing this would be to prosecute and imprison Roch for his own collusion with serious crime in 1990. Diolch yn fawr.
John Roch has also found his way into the Queen’s Privy, along with many other paedophiles’ friends.
Where justice is rarely upheld at Chester:
I mentioned in the comments following my post ‘Tan yn Llyn’ that at least one young man who had burgled Huw Daniel’s house near Tal-y-Bont, Bethesda, was never charged. The young man made a full confession in the police station – presumably Bangor Police Station – in front of someone with whom I was very friendly back in the mid-1990s, who told me that the scenes in the police station were quite extraordinary and very, very funny. The young man in question had turned over Daniel’s house and helped himself to a few interesting things, including a camera. I’m not sure when the burglary had happened, it was probably in the late 1980s.
The police were interviewing the young man and were trying to ascertain whether he had gone equipped for burglary. Which he had. He had been found with a screwdriver on him as well as other tools and the police officer asked ‘why did you have those tools with you?’ To which the young man replied ‘because I’m a fokkin professional aren’t I?’ A mental health professional was also present at the interview – it was either a Top Doc or a clin psy, I’m not sure which – who repeatedly told the person under arrest that he was here to help him. So the mental health professional was asked by the arrested person if he could get him a nice pair of trainers… The upshot was that the young man under arrest made it very plain indeed that he had gone to Huw Daniel’s house equipped to burgle and indeed he had burgled. He didn’t give a bugger about being arrested, because he had already served a stint in Risley Remand Centre where he had been treated so brutally that nothing could frighten him any more.
My friend had gone to visit him in Risley just after the screws had kicked the living daylights out of him. He was visibly injured when my friend went to visit him. She challenged a thug of a screw who yelled at her that he hated the little bastards and yes they would give them a kicking. My friend didn’t make formal representation to the Prison Service – she realised that would be a complete waste of time – but she did make damn sure that a lot of people knew that she had witnessed the state of the young man whom she visited in Risley.
So imagine her surprise when the young man was never charged with burgling Huw Daniel. The matter was quietly forgotten about and instead a referral to the mental health services was made. The young man in question rattled around the ‘services’ for a while until, in the early 1990s, Dafydd suddenly took an interest in him and he was told that he was Dafydd’s patient. By this time the young man’s life was in chaos and he had developed a serious drug problem.
My friend was very worried about some of the things that were happening in this young man’s consultations with Dafydd, including Dafydd telling him that he loved him. She tried to persuade him not to maintain contact with Dafydd but then she found that Dafydd’s patient was receiving a few benefits from being a patient of Dafydd’s, as well as of course whichever drugs he requested. The young man had been paid to appear in a TV programme and say that if Dafydd retired he would never be able to cope. This was in about 1994, when Dafydd had become so embarrassing that even the NHS in north Wales wanted to see the back of him. Dafydd received wall to wall good PR from just about every media outlet in Wales – Kilroy, the Vincent Kane Debates, S4C, BBC Wales, all the local papers, everybody really – and the message was the same: Dafydd is so overwhelmingly loved by his patients that they will never manage without him and here they are telling us that on camera. Er yes, because they were paid to do so…
Dafydd ‘retired’ in 1995, except that he didn’t retire, he left the employ of the NHS clutching the contract for him and his charity CAIS to provide substance abuse services for the whole of north Wales. Dafydd expanded that empire considerably over the following years and was gradually joined by his old muckers such as Lucille as they too ‘retired’ (see post ‘The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron?’).
During the Waterhouse Inquiry, the younger brother of the man who burgled Huw Daniel’s house died. He was 18 and a student at Coleg Menai. Unlike his older brother, he had never been in trouble with the law. He was taken ill at home and his mum rang Bethesda surgery. She was told by Dr Paul Nickson that he had flu. A few hours later he was even worse. His mum rang the surgery again and was told by Dr Gareth Jones that he agreed with Dr Nickson, all he needed was two paracetamol. Very soon afterwards, his parents took him to Ysbyty Gwynedd, not wanting to waste their time with Bethesda surgery again. As the young man entered Ysbyty Gwynedd he told everyone that he couldn’t see anything anymore, he had gone blind. He died shortly after. He had meningitis.
The following day there was a scene in Bethesda surgery. The dead boy’s mum walked into the waiting room and yelled at those waiting ‘Dying? Well just take a couple of paracetamol.’ She was chucked out and Dr Gareth Jones started shouting at the patients that it wasn’t his bloody fault. The dead boy’s mum subsequently tried to raise her concerns about the manner of her son’s death, but was told by the Top Docs that she was just upset because she felt guilty. Bethesda surgery certainly didn’t, they couldn’t give a stuff. The bad feeling towards the boy’s mum from the Top Docs continued for quite some time, because she did insist on doing things like having a gravestone with his photograph on it erected and she placed In Memoriam notices in the local papers. The Top Docs told people that she was making a right bloody fuss.
As for the lady who had been in the police station that day with the brother of the boy who subsequently died and witnessed the extraordinary scenes, she developed mental health problems – but not long term ones – and in the mid-1990s was referred to the Hergest Unit. Where two of her neighbours, Lena and Jim Henry, were employed as Angels. Lena and Jim were good enough to gossip about her to third parties to such an extent that she decided to move from the area, so she put her house up for sale at a reduced price to enable her to move away quickly. Lena and Jim bought it, after telling people that they’d always liked the house but couldn’t afford it when they first moved to that street.
It was shortly after my friend moved away that I was arrested and charged with threatening to kill Alun Davies. Lena Henry was by that time the senior nurse running the Hergest Unit and was one of those who perjured herself over the matter of my alleged threats to Davies. That was the third time that Lena had perjured herself within a few months; she had previously had me arrested on two other occasions, only for it to be revealed that she was lying. In one of her statements, she mentioned my friend who had witnessed the scene in the police station that day with Simon’s brother. There was no reason at all for Lena Henry to mention my friend in the statement, my friend knew nothing about Lena’s repeated efforts at having me imprisoned and was not involved in any way. But at least the North Wales Police knew the identity of yet another witness to Dafydd’s wrongdoing, to the violence of the staff at Risley and of course to whatever went on at the police station on the day that Simon’s brother was interviewed regarding the matter of Huw Daniel’s house being burgled.
So Huw Daniel knew that I had probably heard about that interview at the police station when he was looking forward to sentencing me to prison for threatening to kill Alun Davies.
Lena and Jim Henry were also two of the Angels who knew patient F, who, after challenging social workers about the abuse of boys in Ty Newydd children’s home in Bangor, had in 1986 been framed for drugs offences and arson, unlawfully imprisoned in Risley, then unlawfully detained in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh for a year by Dafydd (see post ‘It’s Bachman Turner Overdrive – Not Arf’). Some years later when Lena and Jim were employed at the Hergest Unit, this man’s child was hijacked and handed over by Gwynedd Social Services to a family of predators containing two child abusers with the knowledge and collusion of the Hergest Unit (see post ‘It’s All About Protecting Children’).
Lena Henry had been a student Angel at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh in the mid-1980s. She supervised the ‘occupational therapy’ of someone I know who, at the age of 19, found herself in Denbigh. The occupational therapy in question was packing Dr Whites in boxes. It was so bad that when she told me about this that we ended up laughing so much that she suggested that if we carried on taking trips down memory lane we’d be in need of incontinence pads rather than Dr Whites. I’m sure that Lena would be happy to deliver the incontinence pads to our respective houses and we could get packing. For no pay of course. I’ve got a PhD and the packer of Dr Whites ended up with a Masters degree, but hey we’re Empowered Service Users rather than Trained Angels, what would we want with a salary?
Lena is keen on higher degrees for the Angels at Hergest. She told Angels who struggled with their Training to enrol for Masters degrees even when they didn’t want to because ‘it will make the Hergest Unit look better’. Fortunately for Lena, even Angels without A levels yet alone first degrees were accepted onto Masters courses as a result of a most helpful attitude on the part of Bangor University’s School of Healthcare Sciences. It was only the semi-literate perjuring Angels of north Wales who were viewed so positively by the School of Healthcare Sciences. A mole forwarded me an e mail written by a highly competent Angel from elsewhere, to which a very impressive CV was attached, politely asking if she could apply for a place on a Masters at the School of Healthcare Sciences at Bangor. She was told to piss off.
The biggest laugh is that Denbigh will have been paid by whoever manufactured Dr Whites for my friend and the other patients’ free labour in packing the Dr Whites. Who on earth chose that line of occupational therapy for patients? In other places patients undertook educational, stimulating tasks such as packing paper towels, but at Denbigh it was Dr Whites. Dafydd must have worked doubly hard to land that commission. He probably rang around all the different sanitary towel manufacturers asking if Denbigh could take on the contract.
Patients in dungeons, packing Dr Whites as occupational therapy, the babies of people who had dared report the abuse of children in care abducted… This happened in the 1980s and 90s, not in the 19th century. The people who oversaw it all recently occupied/are still occupying the highest positions in the NHS/Social Services and are Gov’t advisers.
One person who appeared on the BBC Kane Debates along with Dafydd was Paul Flynn, the Labour MP for Newport West. Paul Flynn made very much more sense on TV than Dafydd; Dafydd banged on about cannabis psychosis and Paul Flynn challenged him over such idiocy. Although I appreciated Paul Flynn refusing to join in the panic over Reefer Madness, it was many years before I discovered that Paul Flynn knew Dafydd of old; he knew that Dafydd was involved with serious organised crime as well as with the most shocking abuse of patients, yet Paul Flynn has never said a word about any of it.
In the Oct 1974 General Election, Paul Flynn stood as the Labour candidate for Denbigh. Ieuan Wyn Jones was the Plaid candidate, who also knew all about Dafydd, as did the Angel to whom Ieuan was married (see post ‘Tan yn Llyn’). Flynn didn’t get elected to Parliament until 1987, when he won Newport West from the Tory incumbent Mark Robinson, who won the seat in 1983. Mark Robinson was one of those who wrote to me refusing to take action after I complained about the north Wales mental health services in 1985, in Robinson’s capacity as a minion at the Welsh Office. So Paul Flynn nipped into Newport West as a result of the election upon which the Windbag was pinning all his hopes and had caused the Windbag to toady like mad to NHS workers. It was during the run up to the 1987 General Election that Tony Francis, Dafydd et al made all those elaborate plans to trap me, frame me and imprison me immediately after the election (see eg. posts ‘Workers’ Play Time’ and ‘Security, Security’).
In 1992, Mark Robinson resurfaced as the MP for Somerton and Frome, when those people in Somerset who knew what was happening to me in north Wales became so affluent! See posts ‘Those Who Are Ready To Serve’ and ‘Upper Class Twit Of The Year – Shooting Themselves’. Robinson came from a west country family near Bristol – as did Dafydd’s partner-in-crime Dr D.G.E. Wood – and had worked at the UN before becoming an MP. After he was elected for Somerton and Frome, Robinson became PPS to paedophiles’ friends Baroness Linda Chalker and then Douglas Hurd (see previous posts). From 1987–1995 Robinson was a Director of Leopold Joseph, the Merchant Bank and from 1988–92 he was a Member of the Board of the Commonwealth Development Corporation.
As for Paul Flynn, he grew up in Cardiff, attended St Illtyd’s RC School and then went on to University College Cardiff. He worked as a chemist in the steel industry, where he remained until 1983. After a year as a broadcaster on Gwent Community Radio, in 1984 Flynn became a researcher for the MEP Llew Smith – who had to give up that seat in 1994 because the Windbag’s wife wanted it – and remained as such until his election to the Commons in 1987.
Flynn was a member of Newport Borough Council, 1972–1981 and of Gwent County Council, 1974–1982. Professor Kenneth Rawnsley, the Top Doctor at Cardiff University who protected Dafydd et al for decades, was married to Top Doctor Elinor Kapp, who worked as a child psychiatrist in Gwent. Elinor was involved in one of the charidees founded by the child molesting Labour MP for Cardiff West and Speaker of the House, George Thomas. See post ‘The Discovery Of A Whole New Galaxy…’.
Flynn joined the front bench under the Windbag in 1988 as a spokesman for health and social security and then for social security in 1989. While he ignored the screams coming from north Wales and all those bodies of witnesses which were turning up.
Paul Flynn Chaired the Broadcasting Council of Wales so perhaps he had something to do with all Dafydd’s TV appearances.
Here are the waifs who sang the song ‘I’d Do Anything’ in the musical ‘Oliver!’
Other favourites from ‘Oliver!’ were ‘Boy For Sale’, ‘I Shall Scream’, ‘That’s Your Funeral’, ‘Coffin Music’, ‘Oliver’s Escape’ (yes, Lord Chief Justice Geoffrey Lane let him out of prison on appeal), ‘Be Back Soon’, You’ve Got To Pick a Pocket Or Two’ and ‘Who Will Buy?’.
Fagin, the conniving career criminal who takes in homeless children, leads them into crime and then lets them take the rap for everything:
Dr Dafydd Alun Jones:
Dr. Grimwig, a friend of Mr. Brownlow. He assesses Oliver’s condition at the beginning of Act II, deeming him fit to go outside:
There were a great many waifs who tried to get into Parliament by standing as the candidates for various parties for the Denbigh constituency while singing ‘I’d Do Anything’. I have mentioned some of them in previous posts. Labour candidates included: Sir William Mars-Jones (the barrister/judge and friend of Ronnie Waterhouse) in 1945; the Godfather of the Pwllheli solicitors Robyn Lewis in 1955 (before Lewis defected to Plaid); Ann Clwyd in 1970; and Emlyn Sherrington (who ended up working as a lecturer in the School of History at Bangor University) in Feb 1974. In 1966 Edward Griffiths was the Labour candidate for Denbigh. Griffiths was the Director of the British Steel Association who was subsequently elected for Sheffield Brightside in 1968.
In Sept 1974 Griffiths was deselected by his constituency in favour of Joan Maynard, who was dubbed ‘Stalin’s Granny’ owing to her left-wing views. Maynard joined the Labour Party in 1946 and served as a councillor on North Yorkshire County Council. She was appointed a JP at Thirsk in 1950. Having acted as Labour agent in Thirsk, North Yorkshire, Maynard was elected in 1974 as MP for Sheffield Brightside and held the seat until she retired in 1987. She was elected to Labour’s NEC, 1972–82 and 1983–87 and was Vice-Chair of the Labour Party 1980–81. Throughout her political career Maynard advocated policies on the left of the Labour Party and Chaired the left-wing Campaign Group. She served on the Agriculture Select Committee, 1975–87.
Joan Maynard was succeeded in her seat by David Blunkett. Who, like Maynard, never said a word about the activities of Jimmy Savile and his associates in Yorkshire. Blunkett was Home Secretary throughout the whole of the time that Alun Davies et al conspired to frame me and have me imprisoned with the assistance of their mate Huw Daniel.
Blunkett: perjury, conspiracy to pervert the course of justice and then altering the PNC and forging a certificate of indictment stating that I pleaded guilty to ‘violent disorder’ immediately after Huw Daniel found that he wasn’t able to imprison me after all, although I have never been charged with violent disorder, is very, very serious stuff. Do you know anything about it?
The Lord Blunkett
Do leave a comment on the blog Blunkett, or perhaps your then boss Miranda would like to explain. His wife’s a judge, so she’ll know how bloody illegal it all was. Does she know a man called Huw Daniel by any chance?
Edward Griffiths defected to the Tories in 1979.
As for all these waifs who’d Do Anything to become the democratically elected Parliamentary representative for the patient batterers of Denbigh, it was all to no avail because again and again the bent barrister Geraint Morgan (see previous posts) held the seat for the Tories, over a period of decades.
Dear old Dafydd himself stood as the Plaid candidate for Denbigh in the General Elections of 1959 and 1964. I can only marvel that he didn’t win; despite providing 100% protection for the criminal wrongdoing of the whole town, Dafydd polled very poorly. It was early days for Plaid but had Dafydd not been such a scumbag who was silently loathed by those who did his bidding, he could have made political history by being Plaid’s first MP.
It should have been you Dafydd!
Dafydd wouldn’t have threatened to starve himself to death in order to obtain a Welsh language fourth TV channel, he’d have held a dirty protest.
Why anyone remained deluded about Huw Daniel’s integrity or even intelligence after March 1985 I do not know. That was the month in which the Rev Emyr Owen of Tywyn, Gwynedd was imprisoned for four years for defiling corpses; precisely cutting the penes off of three dead bodies, feeding one penis to the sea gulls and injecting another with hot water to make it go all erect like, Emyr being a man of perverted lusts. Huw Daniel was the prosecuting barrister who related this fairytale to the Court. Huw Daniel might believe that a severed penis will go erect if it is injected with hot water but anyone with a knowledge of Bachelor’s level anatomy and physiology would be able to tell him that it wouldn’t. The penis would need a blood supply attached to a living human being and even if an alternative to that were found – some sort of complex mechanical replacement – an injection of water into a severed penis would destroy the cells as a result of osmosis. So Emyr most definitely confessed to something that he did not do and could not have done. A psychiatrist’s report was involved in Emyr’s trial. Had this psychiatrist not passed his early exams in anatomy and physiology? I think we should be told, because a Top Doc who doesn’t understand basic physiology, biochem and anatomy is a dangerous thing.
Emyr was a man who was suspected of being gay. He came from Blaenau Ffestiniog so he would be familiar with those we know and love and furthermore he was the chaplain to the High Sheriff. So he knew how corrupt the whole lot of them were. No wonder he was imprisoned for Perverted Lusts and ‘Orrible Crimes, which came from the imagination of Huw Daniel.
See previous posts for more information regarding the farcical framing of the Rev Emyr Owen.
Was Emyr Owen the first Innocent Man Beyond Doubt whom Huw Daniel sent to prison? Or were there other victims, who, no matter to what they confessed, simply could not have committed the crimes because the crimes were a biological impossibility?
The 15th century European witch hunters guide the Malleus Maleficarum, written by Heinrich Kramer and Jacob Sprenger, maintained that witches kept penes in nests and fed them on oats.
OK Huw, are the affidavits ready? The ones which have been sworn by numerous Top Docs and Angels stating that they have found those nests of penes that I keep and that they’ve even seen me going off in the morning to feed the willies their oats? Feeding time is at 7 am, they have a snack for lunch, then I give the willies their main meal at 8 pm. Just so that you know!
When I was an undergrad, before I knew anything about Chester being the hub of a bunch of corrupt lawyers and judges and an associated gang of paedophiles, Brown and I used to like visiting that city. There was a bookshop with a friendly woman in there with whom we used to chat, a shop selling hippyish clothes called Lee Louise where I used to buy bits and pieces and also a shop selling Goth and alternative gear. The shop with the Goth stuff in was manned by two young women who certainly looked interesting but one day when we were in there burrowing around we heard them discussing one of their friends who had gone to study at a ‘Marxist College’ and the two young women were outraged by this. They were observing that their friend’s mind had been turned by reading ‘The Guardian’ and now he really was studying crap. Whereupon they got out their ‘Daily Mail’. It was so bad that Brown and I got the hell out of there and Brown observed that their ideology was rather more conservative than their appearance.
However during the conversation between the ‘Daily Mail’ reading Goths, it became clear to us that the Marxist College under discussion was Coleg Harlech. Harlech wasn’t what I would call a Marxist College, but it was unique in that it offered funded residential places to students who had come from backgrounds where they had not had opportunities to undertake Higher Education. Harlech was living Miranda’s dream of widening participation long before Miranda was doing his ‘Education, Education, Education’ bit.
Since I began this blog, I’ve been told that our trips to Chester were another place where Dafydd’s gang had clocked Brown and me. Whether the ‘Daily Mail’ reading Goths were yet more undercover officers helping Dafydd and the gang rather than their targets I don’t know, but I do know someone who was at Harlech at the same time as the gang was targeting me at Bangor. It was a girl whom I’d known from Bridgwater, but she was a few years older than me, Karen Knowledon. When we were all in Somerset Karen had known Stuart Beauchamp, the man who lived in our village whom I have now been told was linked to Dafydd’s gang. Karen shared a house with Stuart but she fell out with him, moved out and then a few years later went to Harlech. Karen had a sister, Beverley, who knew the same crowd. When she was at Harlech, Karen was taught by Ron Ipophen who later became a lecturer in the School of Healthcare Sciences aka the School of Nursing at Bangor University. I don’t know what Ron knew about Dafydd’s gang – Ron’s colleagues at the School of Nursing knew a great deal about Dafydd, indeed Ruhi Behi, the Head of the School of Nothing, had previously worked as an Angel at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh – but Ron will have known something. Ron Ipophen lived in Sin City, Chester.
There were two very good historians who worked at Harlech, but like Bangor and Aberystwyth, the wider institution was run by the paedophiles’ friends. See previous posts.
Well you can all fess up, not because I want people like Stuart and Karen to end up in prison, but because I want Huw fucking Daniel to be held to account. The world had had enough of people with not much money and not much power being banged up because they did something that they should not have many years ago, while bastards like Huw Daniel receive rounds of applause for Getting Tough. Perhaps someone would like to cram Huw Daniel, D.G.E. Wood, Peter Higson and Ruth Hussey all in the same cell with one chamber pot between them, while Martin Jones, Elfed Roberts, Lucille and Dafydd can all be detained in one of Dafydd’s own ‘care homes’. Edwina Hart and Mark Drakeford can be booked into Ysbyty Gwynedd for the treatment for their next painful, life-threatening condition. I’ll record their groans of agony when the Angels refuse them any pain relief and tell them that their attitude is all wrong. It will be guaranteed that no complaint that they make will be investigated, so there’ll be a happy ending.
In Dec 1999, two months before the Waterhouse Report was published, an article appeared in ‘The Guardian’, entitled ‘Touched By Evil’, which was written by Anne Garvey and presented the stories of some of the people who had been abused by Keith Laverack. Anne Garvey mentioned that her husband was a lawyer who was representing the survivors. I am in no way belittling what people went through at the hands of Keith Laverack and I am glad that Anne Garvey’s husband represented at least some of the survivors. However, Anne Garvey’s husband and no doubt Anne Garvey herself know that because of the endemic institutional corruption in medicine and the law, Keith Laverack is absolutely not the biggest problem. The people who are the biggest problem are The Guardian’s bread and butter and ‘The Guardian’ will not publish a word about them. ‘The Guardian’ has for decades provided acres of free PR for people who’s hands are awash with blood while delighting as another ‘career paedophile’ is jailed thanks to the New Attitude towards sexual abuse.
The abusers of north Wales really love ‘The Guardian’, I used to watch them reading it and discussing the insightful articles. Abusive mental health professionals are very keen on ‘The Guardian’ sweetheart Peter Beresford, the Only Professor Who’s An Out Service User, they lap him up. ‘The Guardian’ is a publication which is aimed at NHS workers, social workers and people working in education. ‘The Guardian’ has never got anywhere near to admitting how serious and widespread the abuse of vulnerable people is by the welfare services and how massive the collusion with it is. Everyone at all levels of the system colludes. Students notice it early in their courses. They report serious abuse/neglect and they are met with a tutor umming and aahing and telling the students that they are using ‘strong words’ if the students mention ‘abuse’ or ‘neglect’ and that they are only students without a full understanding of the complexities involved in caring for this client group…The usual outcome is that nothing is done and if the student expresses dissatisfaction at the lack of action, their card is quietly but surely marked…
After Huw Daniel served Dafydd and the Paedophiles In High Places so loyally from the bench, Huw was appointed Lord Lieutenant of Gwynedd! Lilibet’s representative! That’s why he got to dress up in this ludicrous outfit.
When the old bastard stepped down in 2014, Lilibet appointed Edmund Seymour Bailey as Lord Lieutenant. Edmund had been Huw’s Deputy Lieutenant. Edmund has previously served as President of NFU Cymru and was High Sheriff of Gwynedd, 2012-13. So Edmund knows Bob Parry, the dodgy Chairman of Anglesey County Council, who is also a big wig in the NFU as well as a mate of Ieaun Wyn Jones’s (see post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’).
Now here’s a salutary tale for those who gave Huw Daniel a round of applause in Chester Crown Court after he jailed Keith Laverack and waxed lyrical about Laverack’s perverted lusts.
In July 1996, a Llandudno man, Howard Hughes, was jailed for the rape and murder of seven year old Sophie Hook, who had been camping in her cousin’s garden in Llandudno when she disappeared in July 1995. Her body was subsequently discovered washed up in the sea. There was no forensic evidence against Howard Hughes. He had come under suspicion simply because he had been seen on the footpath near to the garden in which Sophie had been camping. Howard Hughes would have been noticed because he has a medical condition which has caused him to grow very tall; he’s heading toward 7ft. He has learning disabilities and cannot read and write.
Hughes began having problems in his early teens. He was from a middle class family and his father found it very difficult to accept that Howard was not going to achieve academically and lead the sort of life that would be expected for someone from his socio-economic background. Howard became involved with petty crime and by the time that he was convicted of Sophie’s murder his record of crime was appalling. Had the gang in north Wales succeeded in every one of their attempts to fit me up, my criminal record would look similar to that of Hughes’s. But I’m not a man with SEN who is nearly 7ft tall.
Howard Hughes had been in Bryn Estyn and in Garth Angharad, the personal prison of the paedophile gang where there was a ‘case conference’ held about me, by a man whom I had never heard of, attended by people who had never met me, while I sat in a lecture theatre in a London medical school as a postgrad, utterly unaware that this ‘case conference’ was being held. The conclusion was that I was extremely dangerous and should be placed in a high security institution. I knew nothing about this case conference until two years ago when my lawyer forwarded on my full medical files that had been witheld for decades. See post ‘The Night Of The (Dr Chris) Hunter’ for details.
Everyone involved with Howard Hughes throughout his life had been Of Those who we know and love. The whole lot of them. They had ‘assessed’ him, ‘treated’ him, ‘diagnosed’ him, arrested him, heard his confessions and indeed written them, because Howard is illiterate.
When Sophie went missing Howard was arrested what with lurking on that footpath, but the police had to release him because they could find no evidence at all that he had anything to do with Sophie’s disappearance. Howard was re-arrested hours later when the police searched his house in his absence and most conveniently found child porn. The North Wales Police seemed to know that they were looking for a man like Howard as soon as Sophie disappeared. They were after a ‘brute’, indeed a ‘big brute’.
The pathologist who gave evidence at Howard’s trial was Dr Donald Wayte. Wayte is married to Avril Wayte, who is a Trustee of Dafydd’s charity CAIS and who is employed to run the chaotic path labs of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board. Donald retired some time ago much to everyone’s relief. Donald’s career highlights included giving media interviews many years ago in which he stated that in most cases of cot death, the children had been murdered by their parents and taking a 15 year old boy who was the son of one of Donald’s friends into work with him for a few days because the teenager ‘wanted to know what goes on in a hospital’. There was no discussion re ethical issues, old Donald just took him into work with him. Corpses and all.
At Howard Hughes’s trial Wayte made a number of comments that were pure speculation but which he presented as fact. By then the only evidence against Hughes was the statement made by a child sex offender who was in prison with Hughes when Hughes was on remand, in which he stated that Hughes confessed to sexually assaulting and killing Sophie. The statement reads like the fantasy of a child sex offender. Howard Hughes was described as a ‘fiend’ by the judge at his trial.
Howard Hughes has always denied having any involvement with Sophie’s disappearance, assault or murder. After Howard Hughes was jailed, David Blunkett, the then Home Secretary, increased his tariff. Hughes is one of only three prisoners in the UK serving such a long sentence. See previous posts for the full details re Howard Hughes and Sophie’s murder.
There is much concern that Hughes is the subject of a serious miscarriage of justice.
Howard Hughes alleged that he was abused in Bryn Estyn and claimed compensation. His application was rejected, on the grounds that he was a convicted sex offender. One man who was very angry with Howard’s claim for compensation was Alan Guinn, the one time Mayor of Llandudno.
In March 2000, Alan Guinn was quoted in an article in ‘The Guardian’ as saying that those who ‘suffered’ at Bryn Estyn deserved compensation, but not Howard Hughes. Alan Guinn might like to take a long hard look at just about every person who said that they had been abused in Bryn Estyn. Virtually every single one of them has been denounced as a thieving, lying addict or worse who ‘doesn’t deserve’ compensation. They have the criminal records to prove it. Kids in care and psych patients in north Wales who complained about what happened to them somehow seemed to end up with criminal records which not only showed that they were ne’er do wells who couldn’t be believed, but also demonstrated that they didn’t deserve compensation either even when they had unquestionably been mistreated. There’s even a woman with a PhD who falls into that category, ooh she’s the worst of the lot, she’s really dangerous because she’s Just So Clever. You can tell she’s a bad lot, she was arrested constantly.
Alan Guinn will have known exactly how Dafydd et al conducted themselves in many situations, even if he didn’t witness events in Bryn Estyn.
A quick google search of Alan Guinn reveals him to be closely associated with many we know and love, indeed so many that I haven’t got time to detail them here, although I might return to this in a future post. It is worth my while mentioning one man who is in the Llandudno Rotary Club with Alan Guinn, Peter Tivy Jones. Tivy Jones is a retired obstetrician/gynaecologist who worked for decades at the St David’s Laundry in Bangor, where babies were illegally removed from women, where babies died or were born disabled as a result of cock-ups by Tivy Jones’s colleagues but the whole business was concealed and distraught bereaved parents were intimidated into silence by staff (see post ‘The BMA And It’s Ethics’). Tivy Jones was a man who refused to speak to private patients because ‘Mr Tivy Jones doesn’t like private patients’. So readers unacquainted with the Madness Of North Wales might be surprised to find that Mr Tivy Jones nonetheless accepted private patients along with their money. He just refused to speak to them, even when performing examinations. I know because I was friends with a lady in Beaumaris who had the Tivy Jones Private Patient Experience. If only she’d told me, I could have warned her not to waste her time or money with any of them.
Tivy Jones was also one of the Top Docs in north Wales who made it impossible for women throughout the region during the 1970s and 80s to access NHS abortions and forced them into the hands of the dangerous ‘private’ abortionist in Chester (see post ‘It’s Bachman Turner Overdrive – Not Arf’). Tivy Jones also probably knew about the gynaecologist in Ysbyty Gwynedd who sexually assaulted female patients; about the school girl who was unlawfully allowed into the hospital to observe gynaecological procedures; and about the psych patient who was passed around the junior gynaecologists of Ysbyty Gwynedd in the early 1990s, became pregnant twice and was coerced into terminations by the gynaecologists who had made her pregnant who arranged the abortions themselves. When she resisted their pressure to have terminations, the assistance of the mental health services was sought. See post ‘Another Case Of Not Knowing?’. After the young woman agreed to terminate her pregnancies, she was refused all NHS care in north Wales and told to move elsewhere if she wanted Help. Drs Tony and Sadie Francis knew about this case – they were among the Top Docs who refused to treat her – as did Dr Lyndon Miles, who was the young woman’s GP. The Dr Lyndon Miles who is a mate of Edwina Hart’s and who is now Chairman of St David’s Hospice in Llandudno; when Alun Davies finally waved good-bye to the smouldering wreck which was the Hergest after more than a decade of his mismanagement, he became Chief Executive of St David’s Hospice (see post ‘The CEOs of St David’s Hospice’) . Lyndon was previously Vice-Chair of Gwynedd Local Health Board and in the 1980s he worked with the people traffickers at the Student Health Centre at Bangor University.
Peter Tivy Jones is now gracing India with his Top Doc’s wisdom, but then a number of the Top Docs who have overseen the worst of the gore in north Wales are involved with medical missions to hot countries.
I remember Sophie Hook’s disappearance well. I was living in Rachub near Bethesda at the time and was being visited by the North Wales Police at least on a weekly basis – at the behest of Dafydd et al – who would either threaten to arrest me or arrest me. July 1995 was the month that Dafydd ‘retired’ and the month in which the world was told that the North Wales Hospital had closed, although it hadn’t… There were still patients out there and Gwynfryn Ward, the ‘mother and baby unit’ continued to operate…
My documents show that throughout 1995 and 1996, Dafydd et al conspired, lied, planted evidence and fabricated documents in their efforts to have me imprisoned or placed in a secure psychiatric institution…
It was the word of these people who were substantially responsible for sealing the fate of Howard Hughes.
I have no idea what Howard Hughes did or didn’t do. But I do know that one cannot believe a word of many of those who were involved with his case.
Yesterday a reader was kind enough to send me a document listing the Council Members of the BMA for 2014-15. There are a few interesting names on there, but in this post I just want to highlight two of them: Philip Banfield and Sheila Hollins.
Philip Banfield has featured on this blog before, but I’m briefly revisiting him. He is a Consultant Obs/Gyae for the Betsi Board and an Honorary Senior Lecturer, North Wales Clinical School / Cardiff University. Philip is the ‘Faculty Lead, Transforming Maternity Services’. So Philip is the man charged with turning around the maternity services in north Wales which were so bad that the Board ended up in special measures and is still in special measures.
Philip has worked in north Wales for many moons. So Philip, who was performing the dangerous abortions for money in Chester when your colleagues clubbed together and ensured that women in north Wales were unable to access NHS abortions? And what happened to all the babies born to those Denbigh patients?
Philip is Chair of the BMA’s Welsh Council. Or at least he was in 2014-15.
Professor the Baroness Sheila Hollins is a bundle of fun. The Baroness was a psychiatrist of learning disability at St George’s/Springfield Hospital when I worked there, 1989-91. When the whole of Springfield and much of St George’s facilitated Ollie Brooke’s paedophile gang as well as Dafydd’s in north Wales. Learning disabled with mental health problems as well? You’re not going to have a chance against the Top Docs are you. Such patients were getting pregnant, indeed I witnessed one of them give birth in the delivery suite at St George’s. The parents of the pregnant Springfield patients were always told that it was one of the other patients who was responsible for the pregnancy. Maybe it was in many cases, but when I met that young woman who had her baby in 1990, the staff kept commenting on the fact that the father of the baby was so disabled himself that they were surprised that he’d even managed to have sex competently to father a baby. How anyone knew that he was the father I don’t know, because he was so severely disabled that he couldn’t talk. The mother of the baby could talk, but she didn’t know how she’d got pregnant anyway. Oh well it was obviously him then wasn’t it…
Regarding the enormity of what is happening to vulnerable people and has been happening for a long time. On one of the occasions in 2002 when the Hergest Unit had me arrested, a very nice young policewoman came into my cell and was kind enough to say ‘look, most of the police down here think that you are a really nice person. We know what you’re trying to expose, but you will never, ever win. There are too many of them and they’re never going to leave you alone. You need to get out of north Wales for ever because they are determined to get you in prison.’ On that occasion I was released without charge. I saw the policewoman again in 2003. She turned up to Mold Crown Court for my trial and was one of those who had perjured herself in relation to the allegations that I had threatened to kill Alun Davies. As the charges were withdrawn, she followed the rest of the perjurers out of the door without saying a word to anyone…
One of my comments which followed my post ‘Rivers Of Blood’ provided a brief bit of background information about events in the early 1990s when the paedophile gang launched an attack on Graham Day, a senior sociologist at Bangor University and caused much grief in the process. ‘The Guardian’ were happy to publish the lies and false allegations of the paedophiles’ friends which resulted in the smeared sociologist being harassed by the world’s media. At about that time, the paedophiles’ friends misled and then screwed over one member of staff at Bangor University so badly that he attempted suicide. The one person to offer him support after the suicide bid was Graham, who had been attacked by ‘The Guardian’. I don’t think that Peter Preston ever published anything about that.
I was reminded of this when I heard Alan Rusbridger interviewed on Radio 4 about his new book, ‘Breaking News’. Rusbridger took over the editorship of ‘The Guardian’ from Preston; Rusbridger was a senior journo on ‘The Guardian’ when Peter Preston provided so much help to a gang of paedophiles who were under investigation by the police and who really hated an honest sociologist and wanted him out of his job. Rusbridger knew what was happening in north Wales at the time.
Alan Rusbridger stepped down as Editor of ‘The Guardian’ in 2014 and is now Principal of Lady Margaret Hall, Oxford. He is visiting Fellow of Nuffield College, Oxford and Visiting Professor of History at Queen Mary, University of London. Between 2004 and 2013 Rusbridger was Chair of the National Youth Orchestra of Great Britain. He is a governor of the Ditchley Foundation.
When ‘The Guardian’ published what they knew were lies fed to them by a trafficking gang, the Chairman of the Scott Trust, which owns ‘The Guardian’, was Hugo Young.
Hugo Young was born in Sheffield into an old recusant family. He was head boy at Ampleforth College. In recent years it has been acknowledged that for decades there was serious abuse of children at Ampleforth which was concealed by the Catholic Church (see previous posts’). A Top Doc has explained in comments on this blog that Top Docs knew about the abuse at Ampleforth and about the wider paedophile ring in Yorkshire and made ludicrous excuses to take no action, even in the face of children with anal injuries.
Hugo Young read law at Balliol College, Oxford and began working for the ‘Yorkshire Post’ in Leeds in 1961. In 1963, Young spent a year as a Harkness Fellow in the US and he spent the next year working as a congressional fellow. In 1965, Young returned to the UK and was recruited by Denis Hamilton of ‘The Sunday Times’. In his second year there, Young became chief leader writer, a position he kept until 1977. From 1973–84, he was also the political editor for ‘The Sunday Times’. He was joint Deputy Editor of ‘The Sunday Times’ from 1981, but his relationship with the paper cooled notably when Murdoch took the ‘The Sunday Times’ over in 1981. The conflict culminated in a series of battles with Editor Brillo, which ultimately led to Young leaving The Sunday Times and joining The Guardian in 1984.
Young continued to write a twice-weekly political column at The Guardian until his death and was widely acclaimed as one of the most important and influential figures in modern British journalism. Young remained on good terms with British Gov’t Ministers, including Blair and Thatch. He wrote a critical biography of Thatch, One of Us (1989), but didn’t mention that her two close friends Jimmy Savile and Sir Peter Morrison were known to be molesting children while supping with her. Young wrote other books, including This Blessed Plot: Britain And Europe From Churchill To Blair (1998).
Young’s Yorkshire/Leeds background and his position as a big beast in the media will have meant that he knew Mark Byford, the former Deputy DG of the BBC and Head of BBC journalism, 2004-11. Mark Byford’s dad was Sir Lawrence Byford, HM Chief Inspector of Constabulary between Jan 1983-March 1987. Between 1979 and 1983, Lawrence Byford was a regional Inspector of Constabulary. Byford had served as a senior officer with the endemically corrupt West Yorkshire Police – throughout the years when Jimmy Savile enjoyed a very cosy relationship with that force. Byford was HMI Chief Inspector of Constabulary while Dafydd and the gang in north Wales were causing havoc and when the utterly rotten North Wales Police colluded with and even assisted them, as well as during the years when the British police stood accused of acting as the personal army of the Thatcher’s Gov’t. See post ‘Top Of The Cops’.
Mark Byford’s boss at the BBC was DG Mark Thompson, under Chairman Michael Grade, frequent star of this blog and someone else who wilfully ignored serious crime committed by a gang of traffickers and did favours for those in high places who facilitated that gang.
Hugo Young became Chairman of the Scott Trust in 1989 and helped ‘The Guardian’ through important developments such as the purchase of ‘The Observer’. Young died in 2003, so was still there to help with the fall-out from the Waterhouse Inquiry and Waterhouse Report. I’m only surprised that ‘The Guardian’ didn’t launch another attack on Graham Day. Or indeed on me.
Here’s Hugo with a corrupt Home Secretary who ignored the serious crimes of Dafydd and the gang, with Peter Hain peeping around the corner:
So Hugo was every bit as as useful to Dafydd, Jimmy Savile et al as the biggest Glendas – including Amanda Platell – and their friends/bosses were (see post ‘Did Glenda Occupy A Key Role In Keeping It All Out Of The Media?’).
Hugo Young – crazy name, crazy guy…
There is now an annual Hugo Young lecture, organised by ‘The Guardian’ in Young’s memory. Those who have delivered the Hugo Young lecture include Cameron, Nick Clegg, Ed Miliband and Alex Salmond.
My post ‘The Cry Of The Lunatic’ promised information about Ronnie Campbell, the Labour MP for Blyth Valley. Ronnie succeeded the crook John Ryman, who had succeeded Eddie Milne, a Labour MP who had taken on the endemic civic corruption in the region and had his career destroyed as a result.
Ronald Campbell was elected for Blyth Valley in 1987. He was born in Tynemouth, attended Blyth Ridley County High School and left at 14 to become a coal miner. Campbell worked as a miner between 1958 and 1986; before entering Parliament he was a lay official of the NUM, led picket lines in the 1984-85 miners’ strike and was arrested twice. Campbell was also a District Councillor on Blyth Valley Borough Council from 1969. So he was a Councillor in the north east during the years when the Councillors in that region were endemically corrupt and participating in the sort of enormous wrongdoing which involved people like John Poulson and T. Dan Smith that Campbell’s predecessor Eddie Milne tried to challenge, only to find his political career ruined (see post ‘The Cry Of The Lunatic’ and other posts). Campbell was of course serving as a District Councillor for Blyth Valley Borough Council when the Councils in the north east were hosting a trafficking ring linked to Dafydd et al in north Wales and were sending kids in care to north Wales children’s homes.
Arthur Scargill was a good mate of Michael Mansfield QC, one of the many radical lawyers who kept quiet about organised abuse and trafficking across the UK, including in north Wales, although I wrote to him in 1993 about what was happening to me at the hands of Gwynedd Social Services and the courts. Mansfield famously acted for Scargill when Scargill was arrested during the miners’ strike. Other people involved in Supporting The Miners also turned their backs on those targeted by criminal trafficking gangs. Meleri Tudor, a lawyer from north Wales, was one of those who gave her expertise free of charge to miners during the strike, yet managed to witness en masse perjury and conspiracy in an attempt by Dafydd’s gang to have me imprisoned and not mention anything to anyone about this (see post ‘It’s Just Another Gold Digger’).
Meleri told me quite a bit about her work during the miners’ strike, including her conversations with people in mining communities who read the press coverage of their behaviour and said to Meleri ‘I didn’t realise that the newspapers lied’. Meleri knew that newspapers lied, she knew that mountains of garbage was published for years regarding the non-existence of the paedophile ring in north Wales and she knew that the newspapers were lying when they maintained that people complaining of being abused in north Wales were liars seeking financial reward. Meleri also knew that ‘The Guardian’ was publishing lies when it accused that senior sociologist at Bangor University of discriminating against Welsh people…
Ronnie Campbell often voted against Blair’s Gov’t on issues such as the Iraq War, being an outspoken member on the left of the Party. When the Gov’t nationalised Northern Rock in 2008, Campbell declared it ‘the People’s Bank’ and opened an account. In May 2009, during the MPs expenses scandal, Campbell agreed to return over £6,000 that he had claimed for furnishings in his London home.
In 2013, Campbell was one of 22 Labour MPs to vote against same-sex marriage.
Upon re-election in May 2015, Campbell announced that he would stand down at the next general election, although this did not materialise.
Campbell was one of 36 Labour MPs to nominate Jeremy Corbyn as a candidate in the Labour leadership election of 2015 and one of a handful of Labour MPs to publicly support leaving the EU.
Campbell was one of thirteen MPs to vote against triggering the 2017 General Election. Having previously said that he would stand down at the next election, he changed his mind stating: ‘It was my intention to stand down at the next general election, however due to circumstances following the announcement of the snap election I have decided to stand again for Blyth Valley.’
Ronnie married Deirdre McHale in 1967, who serves on Northumberland County Council.
In September 2016, Campbell underwent chemotherapy after being diagnosed with stomach cancer and returned to Parliament on 30 November 2016. Just as well that you and Deirdre never mentioned that huge paedophile ring which has operated in the north east for most of your adult life then Ronnie, or you might have found that somehow the Top Docs couldn’t treat you for that stomach cancer! Having said that, where stomach cancer is concerned it was a close run thing anyway. In 1990, the paedophiles’ friends of Ysbyty Gwynedd, assisted by none other than Sir Richard Doll no less, needing to generate a bit of good PR for themselves, perpetrated a laughable research fraud regarding the supposed cause of stomach cancer, which had it not been exposed within weeks would have thrown a spanner in the works regarding that whole field of research (see post ‘They Think It’s All Over – It Is Now’). Not that it held their careers back – one of them has spent the last few decades teaching statistics to psychology students at Bangor University and another one ended up leading the clinical trials unit at Bangor University.
My post ‘No Cuts’ provided details of Tony Benn’s career, another Champion of the Oppressed who ignored the organised abuse of vulnerable people, even when I wrote to him about it. Despite his undying loyalty to the white collar criminals who were sexually exploiting children and vulnerable adults, Tony Benn nevertheless went for a belt and braces approach and ensured that he remained very, very good mates with them all at St Thomas’s Hospital, an institution which not only employed/employs a few of those who directly protected Dafydd and the gang, but which also has a sizeable proportion of very rich Top Docs who run lucrative Harley Street practices as well as pulling in fat NHS salaries.
Tony Benn was a fourth generation MP – his father, his paternal grandfather Lord Stansgate and his great-grandfathers Sir John Benn and Daniel Holmes were all MPs, mostly with factions of the Liberal Party. Benn’s own children – and grandchildren – are politically active as well. Benn’s son Hilary became a Labour MP and was notoriously Blairite/centrist, at a time when Blair was known to loathe Tony Benn. Tony Benn always stressed that Hilary being to the right of him politically never caused any strain between them.
Hilary James Wedgwood Benn has been the Labour MP for Leeds Central since 1999. Hilary will therefore have known about Jimmy Savile’s activities in the Leeds area, including in the NHS there. Hilary will also remember the case of the two Yorkshire psychiatrists, Michael Haslam and William Kerr, who raped and sexually abused female patients for decades. Complaints were repeatedly made over a period of years by more than 100 patients but were ignored. One brave Angel who spoke out was demoted. An academic at Leeds University threatened to go public on what Kerr and Haslam were doing and was told that he’d lose his job if he did. Kerr and Haslam’s offending finally became public in 1996, at the end of their careers (see post ‘All The Ingredients Of A Scandal’). They both retired with their pensions intact and only Haslam went to prison, in 2003 – Kerr provided medical evidence of illness – and that was for a matter of just a few months. It was also revealed that the women whom these Top Docs had repeatedly assaulted were not permitted to have recorded upon their medical records that they had been assaulted by the Top Doctors who had compiled their records and described the nature of their ‘problems’.
When Kerr and Haslam were finally exposed, MIND spokespeople were all over the media expressing their outrage. At the time, I was repeatedly raising my concerns regarding the mistreatment of patients in north Wales at the hands of Dafydd et al only to be ignored by everyone, including MIND.
Dafydd held ‘clinics’ in Yorkshire, including in, of all places, the Queen’s Hotel, Leeds. Jimmy Savile hung out at the Queen’s Hotel Leeds and lay in state there after his death.
When Dafydd finally turns his toes up, I look forward to his coffin being pulled through the streets of north Wales by black horses with their manes plaited a la Ronnie Kray, while the route is lined with weeping mourners throwing flowers at the coffin.
Perhaps Dafydd can be buried on Church Island at Menai Bridge, a sort of north Wales variant of Princess Di’s resting place.
‘We didn’t know.’
Neither of course did Hilary Benn.
Hilary served in the Cabinet, 2003-10, under both Blair and Brown. From 2010 to 2016, Hilary served in various Labour Party Shadow Cabinets, most recently as Shadow Foreign Secretary, May 2015 until June 2016, when he was dismissed by Jeremy. In October 2016, Hilary was elected as the Chair of the Exiting the European Union Select Committee.
Hilary was the second son of Tony and Caroline Benn – Caroline was an educationalist who also kept quiet about the abuse of children (see post ‘No Cuts’). Hilary studied at Sussex University, which has excellent radical credentials, but is also located near Brighton, along with the brothels owned by John Allen, who trafficked kids from north Wales to those brothels. A number of senior figures at Sussex University have been complicit with concealing organised abuse and Merfyn Jones, a former Sussex student from north Wales who spilt the paedophiles’ pints decades ago has never been allowed to forget it. Neither have any of Merfyn’s friends or indeed members of his family. See post ‘Anthem For Doomed Youth’. Merfyn later became VC of Bangor University and while he was in that role, some rather odd things were happening at Bangor University. Such as my computer being stolen by John McTernan’s brother-in-law – that was in 2005. Hilary was in Blair’s Cabinet at the time. Hilary, do you have any idea why Blair’s adviser’s brother-in-law might have made off with my computer?
By the way Hilary, among the many seriously bizarre people whom Brown and I found ourselves approached by over the many years since we complained about a paedophile gang who were murdering witnesses, was someone who asked me to accompany them to the Labour Party conference who said that they wanted to introduce me to your dad. This was just after John McTernan’s brother-in-law stole my computer. The person who wanted to introduce me to your dad was someone called Rachel, whom I later found out was transgender. I only discovered that because, after asking me and Brown to act as ‘expert witnesses’ in court to get her off driving offences and then offering us money to do it when we said no, Rachel told me that she had been abused by a therapist in Brighton called Karen and sent me heaps of documents relating to it all. Among the documents was a statement from Karen in which Karen said that she was very angry that Rachel had not told her that she had previously been male. Karen also alleged that Rachel had admitted to past membership of fascist groups and taking part in violent attacks on gays and blacks. Rachel e mailed me stressing that this allegation was CRAP.
Rachel was an HGV driver and was in danger of losing her licence as a result of a drink driving charge, which is why she had the bright idea of asking Brown and me to falsely represent ourselves in return for money to get her out of trouble. Rachel told me that a Top Doctor had helpfully lied on oath for her the last time that she was caught bladdered behind the wheel. I stressed that we were not lying Top Docs, we were honest sociologists.
Rachel also gave me a great deal of dirt on Diane Abbott whom she seemed to know and told me all about the role that she (Rachel) played in the attempt to get John McDonnell elected as Labour Party leader a few years ago. Rachel certainly had an exciting life, I’m not surprised that a drip of a therapist was completely confused by her. One thing that I was never able to understand was Rachel’s desire for the body of Bill Clinton, which she told me about as well.
At one point Rachel was threatening to come to north Wales to see me. So I told everyone whom I knew that if they spotted an HGV lorry travelling in the direction of Caernarfon with a drunk transgendered person behind the wheel, could they please tip me off so that I could make myself scarce.
Rachel was most disappointed when I refused to accompany her to the Labour Party conference to meet Wedgie Benn and John McDonnell et al, but I’d realised by then that there was no telling what was going to happen to me if I ever met Rachel in the flesh, so I made my excuses in the tradition of a good ‘News Of The World’ reporter. Rachel did try her hardest though, she left eleven mad messages for me on my boss’s answer machine and then started ringing up a whole variety of people in the University, asking them if they knew me.
Do you happen to know Rachel Hilary? Was she a regular chez Tony and Caroline?
After graduating, Hilary worked as a research officer for ASTMS and was then Head of Policy for MSF. Regular readers will remember that it was the corrupt MSF reps David Hole and his mates who colluded with the wrongdoing at St George’s Hospital Medical School and used their knowledge of patient harm and serious crime – including the facilitating of Dafydd’s trafficking ring in north Wales and the linked ring which operated in south London – to shore up their own positions (see previous posts).
My documents contain letters to Wandsworth Social Services – who were colluding with Dafydd et al as well as running the south London gang – from Dr Tony Francis, explaining how dangerous I was and that if they needed further information about the threat that I posed to other people, they were welcome to write to Lucille Hughes for further info. I have never met Lucille Hughes. See previous posts eg ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London’.
After Dr Tony Francis took early retirement from the NHS – following a well-publicised breakdown and after falling out with the rest of the paedophiles’ friends – he enrolled for a history degree at Bangor University. The VC of Bangor who received such grief from the paedophiles’ friends held a Chair in the School of History.
Dr Sadie Francis followed her husband into retirement a few years after, as the paedophiles’ friends at the Hergest Unit began to rip each others throats out. Sadie enrolled for a course in Bangor University’s School of Lifelong Learning. The Head of Lifelong Learning at that time was dear old Meri Huws, who in the 1980s had been a community social worker employed by Gwynedd Social Services. Meri’s patch had included the Ty’r Felin children’s home, where children were abused and trafficked, including to Dolphin Square (see post ‘Are You Local?’).
Hilary Benn was Head of Policy at MSF when MSF was using to its maximum advantage the conviction of Professor Oliver Brooke at St George’s for the possession of child porn. A number of St George’s consultants were also discovered in Cynthia Payne’s brothel for members of high society at Ambleside Avenue in Streatham during the various police raids on Cynthia’s place, but that info was never made public. See post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’.
After joining the Labour Party, Benn was elected as a Councillor on Ealing Borough Council in 1979, on which he served for several years, rising to the rank of Deputy Leader, 1986-90. When I worked at St George’s, one of the obstetricians there lived at Ealing. When I was doing my MSc at Royal Postgraduate Medical School/Hammersmith Hospital, one of my fellow postgrads was a dentist who lived at Ealing. Neither of these Ealing residents, to my knowledge, were abusing their positions themselves, but they knew that other people were and kept quiet.
After the 1997 General Election, Benn was appointed as a Spad to David Blunkett, then the Secretary of State for Education and Employment. By 1997, there had been scandal after scandal regarding the abuse of children in schools, particularly special schools and residential schools. Many of those scandals had concerned schools in north Wales. In 1997, the Waterhouse Inquiry was underway and Ronnie Waterhouse was hearing about the most serious abuse of children in residential schools/schools attached to children’s homes in north Wales. Blunkett has been around since the dawn of time, he knew all about Dafydd and the related gangs, as well as Jimmy Savile – after all Blunkett ran the People’s Republic of Sheffield, 1980-87 – and in his role as Home Secretary, Blunkett concealed further layers of wrongdoing by Dafydd et al and awarded a medal for ‘good citizenship’ to a woman who lived in Gwynedd who had a track record of intimidating ‘service users’ who lived in her village. This Good Citizen has a close relative who raped a six year old girl, but it was made quite clear to me by a Top Doctor and his lovely wife – who is an aspiring Lady Vicar – that I had to keep my mouth shut about that. See earlier posts for info about David Blunkett’s previous.
Since Labour’s defeat at the 2010 General Election, Benn has served on the front bench in the Shadow Cabinets of Harriet, Ed Miliband and Jezza. Harriet’s dad was a Harley Street Top Doctor, as was her granddad and Ed’s Uncle Harry was of course a consultant at Guy’s and Tommy’s, along with Dafydd’s mates and protectors.
In 2002, Hilary Benn became the Parliamentary Under-Secretary of State for Prisons and Probation in the Home Office, serving as a Deputy to Lord Charlie Falconer as Minister of State (Criminal Justice). At the Home Office, Benn led a task force investigating internet paedophilia, which subsequently recommended the introduction of the new offence of ‘grooming’. In January 2003, Hilary had responsibility for introducing the Sexual Offences Bill in the Commons.
It was while Hilary was at the Home Office that the paedophiles’ friends participated in yet another round of industrial scale perjury in another attempt to have me imprisoned – that time for ‘threats to kill’. Alun Davies, the senior NHS manager who was a key mover and shaker in it all, told everyone who would listen that I would be going to prison for seven years. I was on bail for two years, during which time I lost my job and my house. The case collapsed on the first day of the trial, when it was clear that eight or so Angels as well as Alun Davies had lied to the police. See post ‘Interesting Happenings In The Legal System’. There was no investigation into the perjury or into an assault on me by an Angel and three Angelic assistants.
Hilary Benn served as Secretary of State for the Dept of International Development, 2003-07, in Blair’s Gov’t. In 2007, the ‘New Statesman’ noted that ‘Benn’s work at DfID … has often been at odds with the Bush administration’. In particular, an example was Benn’s opposition to the United States policy of increasing abstinence when it came to fighting AIDS in Africa, whereas Benn took a ‘harm reduction’ approach. Benn was also dismissive of US policy, saying: ‘Abstinence-only programmes are fine if you want to abstain, but not everybody does.’ Indeed not Hilary, some of those sexually abusing kids in care in north Wales refused to abstain, even when they contracted HIV, such as Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon, the son of Lloyd Tyrell-Kenyon aka Lord Kenyon. Lord Kenyon was a Director of Lloyds Bank, President of UCNW, Chairman of Clwyd Health Authority, a Flintshire County Councillor, a member of the North Wales Police Authority, the highest ranking Freemason in north Wales and many other things as well (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’).
In late October 2006, Benn announced that he would be standing in the 2007 Labour Party Deputy Leadership election. One of his earliest backers was Dennis Skinner, who kept quiet about the paedophile ring on his patch in Derbyshire, which was linked to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. Like many people of his generation who became big names in the Labour movement, Skinner attended Ruskin College. Matt Arnold, the Head of Bryn Estyn, taught at Ruskin College in the mid-1960s and Peter Howarth, Arnold’s friend and colleague at Axwell Park Approved School and then at Bryn Estyn, was taught by Arnold at Ruskin. John Prescott was a student at Ruskin while Arnold and Howarth were there.
The Lord Prescott, Deputy Prime Minister of the UK, 1997-2007:
The Lord Prescott managed to remain in high office despite barely being able to string a coherent sentence together – ‘This Labour Gov’t will increase ‘omelessness’ – and punching someone in the chops, twice, when on a walkabout in north Wales. The nation was subsequently entertained when Tracy Temple Opened Her Heart to the ‘Daily Mail’ and supplied details of her Ugandan discussions with Prezza.
Prezza subsequently went for the sympathy vote by claiming to have an eating disorder. He won’t have sought treatment for that at St George’s Hospital Medical School/Springfield Hospital, because an Angel admitted to me that the genius which was Professor Arthur Crisp simply discharged and refused to treat patients who weren’t making a good recovery. That is why Crisp had the best recovery rate among his patients of any Top Doc in the UK. I do hope that Prezza didn’t risk his sanity with The Priory Group either, because their Clinical Lead for Eating Disorders is Dr Adrienne Key, who ‘trained’ and worked at St George’s/ Springfield when those institutions were concealing and facilitating paedophile/trafficking gangs. I used to watch Adrienne shut the door in the face of distressed patients who were trying to talk to her. If the patients still didn’t piss off, Adrienne would shut herself in the Angels’ office and tell the Angels to get rid of them. Therefore an Angel would emerge from the office and yell at the patient to ‘leave Dr Key alone’. If the ward manager Stephanie, a particularly aggressive Australian Angel, was on duty, Stephanie would really push the boat out and swear at the patient. I always expected to see Stephanie opening a can of ale with her teeth, but she must have only drunk when off duty. See previous posts for details of the wonders of Arthur Crisp as well as Adrienne and her glorious career.
In 2007, Benn was the bookmakers’ favourite for the Deputy Leadership of the Labour Party, which was triggered by the resignation of Prezza. In the event Harriet won.
In 2007, Benn was appointed as the Secretary of State for Environment, Food and Rural Affairs, following Gordon’s election as Leader. Benn succeeded David Miliband in this post and therefore took over what had been Miliband’s responsibility to respond to the threat to cattle from bovine TB. The recommended option from the Chief Scientific Advisor until 2007, Sir David King, was a badger cull. In April 2010, on Benn’s watch, a badger cull was announced in Wales, after the High Court in Cardiff rejected a legal challenge from the Badger Trust.
Bovine TB led to some very strange events in Wales. There is just as much evidence that TB is not transferred to cattle by badgers as there is that badgers do transmit TB, which was why the cull was so controversial. Vets with sound credentials opposed the cull. Anxieties over bovine TB in Wales led to the extraordinary scenes involving Shambo, a bull who became famous. Shambo was a sacred bull who lived in the interfaith Skanda Vale Temple near Llanpumsaint. In April 2007, a routine skin test for bovine TB bovine indicated that Shambo may have been in contact with the bacterium that causes the disease. As a result, the Welsh Government required that Shambo be slaughtered. Skanda Vale disputed this and campaigned for a reprieve. They were backed by the Hindu religious community at large and by other well-wishers. Skanda Vale also set up a camera so that the public could go online and watch Shambo.
On 15 July 2007, Deputy High Court judge Gary Hickinbottom ruled that slaughtering Shambo would be unlawful, since the two slaughter orders had failed to give enough weight to the rights of the monks. He ruled that killing Shambo would violate the human rights of the Skanda Vale community, which has a right to ‘manifest’ its religious faith, according to Article 9 of the European Convention on Human Rights. A spokesman for the Farmers’ Union of Wales called the ruling ‘ludicrous,’ arguing that it ‘contradicts the principles upon which successful TB eradication programmes throughout the world have been based for generations.’ On 23 July 2007, the Court of Appeal upheld the Welsh Assembly Government’s appeal. Lord Justice Pill said former Rural Affairs Minister Jane Davidson acted lawfully when she refused to make an exception for Shambo as a sacred bull. David Miliband, who was at the time still Secretary of State for DEFRA, confirmed on his official blog that the matter came under the jurisdiction of the Welsh Assembly, not the House of Commons.
It is widely accepted in Wales, even by the most loyal of Labour Party supporters, that Labour at Westminster tell Labour in the Welsh Assembly what to do, even though there is much strife between the two groups.
Skanda Vale was notified that Shambo would be taken away for slaughter on 26 July 2007 at 8 am. Veterinarians arrived at the temple at 08:50 on 26 July accompanied by police and other officials, but without a cattle truck to remove Shambo. They were refused entry by the monks because they had no warrant and so they left to obtain one from a local magistrate. A warrant could not be issued until they had been refused entry, according to ‘The Guardian’. One of the monks said ‘They will have to physically desecrate a temple to get him … we will be having an act of worship in front of where he is. If the Welsh Assembly Government want to take him out of there, they will have to interrupt an act of worship…Our religious laws prevent us from assisting in the killing of any life and so we will not help the inspectors remove Shambo.’ At 2:00 pm the officials returned with two warrants which gave them permission to enter within one calendar month, but failed to gain access to the bull. At about 4:00 pm, police used bolt cutters to get through the gate and move their vehicles – including an animal trailer and four riot vans. The bull was removed from the site at around 7:25 pm, after protesters had been removed, who had come from as far away as New Zealand and Switzerland. Shambo was taken to a local abattoir and officials confirmed on 27 July that Shambo had been slaughtered.
Here are a few observations.
Testing ‘positive’ for bovine TB is not a conclusive or definitive process. Furthermore, animals which do test positive may not necessarily be carrying, let alone be suffering from, bovine TB; they may merely have been exposed to the bacterium. A similar process led to me, in my thirties, ‘testing positive’ for Rubella. I have never been vaccinated against Rubella, caught Rubella or even as far I know been near someone suffering from it.
Even if Shambo did have bovine TB, treatment was available and Skanda Vale were prepared to pay for it – no human would be slaughtered for testing positive for, or indeed for developing full blown, TB. Slaughtering Shambo was completely unnecessary.
Those involved in the murder of Shambo included two paedophiles’ friends. Jane Davidson, the then Rural Affairs Minister, is from Birmingham and has been involved with teaching/lecturing and knows much about Dafydd and the paedophiles but has spent her career keeping quiet (see previous posts). Lord Justice Pill, who upheld Davidson’s decision to murder Shambo after Skanda Vale appealed, was the man who in his previous incarnation as Sir Justice Pill, sat in the High Court in Cardiff in May 1989 for more than an hour and entertained the lies that Dafydd and the paedophile gang told about me in their attempt to gain a High Court injunction which would have prevented me writing to anyone in Gwynedd Health Authority in an attempt to pursue my complaints against them. Sir Malcolm Pill didn’t actually give Gwynedd Health Authority an injunction with the terms that they requested, which really pissed the Health Authority off. Their response was to instruct Andrew Park, the crooked lawyer employed by the Welsh Office, to collaborate with Gwynedd Social Services and Gwynedd’s corrupt lawyer Ron Evans, in order to gain an injunction on the terms that Pill had refused. My documentation shows that Park and Evans from then on encouraged even more false allegations, conspiracy and perjury.
While I was grateful that Malcolm Pill did not give Gwynedd Health Authority what they wanted, Malcolm Pill read scores of documents which showed quite clearly that patients in north Wales were complaining of being abused, assaulted, unlawfully arrested and imprisoned and that these complaints were not being investigated. Pill also saw evidence of perjury, conspiracy and of Dafydd intimidating people – including police officers – with his Doberman dog. Pill said not a word about any of this. Neither did the two barristers presenting the arguments to Pill – Ian Murphy and Crispin Masterman. Ian Murphy and Crispin Masterman later became judges themselves and both have presided over child abuse trials in Wales.
See post ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’ for the full story regarding Sir Malcolm Pill and the perjury that was involved in the attempt to gain the desired injunction.
When I was working as a post-doc at Bangor University in 2006 I encountered someone who knew Ian Murphy and Crispin Masterman as a result of previously working as a secretary in a Chambers in Swansea. She was a woman called Sue Davies who turned up as a secretary at Bangor University. Sue Davies lied, bullied other members of staff so badly that at least one secretary left her job because of her, forged documentation in order to cover for her many ‘sick days’ and threatened to sue me for defamation of character when I e mailed her and asked her to please stop trying to access confidential information about me. Davies wrote me a splendid letter in such a way that I was obviously supposed to believe that it had been written by a solicitor and e mailed it to me at 7 am one morning. My response was to laugh, so Davies then arrived at the office of the corrupt HR Director, Lyn Meadows, a good friend of the paedophiles herself, demanding that a bullying investigation be launched with regard to my shocking tendencies to laugh at attempts to intimidate me.
Sue – I know that you enjoyed telling people that you were ‘Clerk to the Chambers’ but I know that you weren’t. Because the Clerk to the Chambers is a lawyer, not a daft unqualified bint who is a member of the typing pool.
Not that Sue Davies intended to remain as an admin assistant for long, she clearly wanted to really be Chief Clerk to the Chambers, because I subsequently discovered that she had applied for a place on the law degree at Bangor University and had even been offered a place. This was after Davies had bullied, harassed, lied and produced forged documentation. Did Lyn Meadows ever investigate the many complaints that Davies’s line manager made against her, which were backed up by evidence? No. Instead Meadows did some crooked deal with Davies which resulted in Davies walking away from her job at Bangor University with a settlement. Jaws hit the ground. Then we found out about the offer of a place on the law degree…
Sue Davies was offered the place to study law by the Buffet Slayer, Aled Griffiths, who was the admissions tutor for the School of Law. Aled Griffith’s sister is Gwenan Carrington, the former Director of Gwynedd Social Services; his wife is Joanna Griffiths, the former Director of Conwy Social Services; his brother is Huw Griffiths, who is a grossly incompetent solicitor who was one of those who in the 1980s and 1990s watched the paedophile gang stitch people up in the various courts of north Wales. Every one of the Buffet Slayer’s nearest and dearest were up to their necks re Dafydd and the gang. See previous posts for further information on the Slayer and his Mafia.
The person who provided a glowing reference for Sue Davies so that boxes could be ticked re the application for the law degree was Professor Ian Russell, latterly of Bangor University, now of Swansea University. The Ian Russell who made as many fallacious allegations about colleagues as did Sue Davies and who was doing his best to do everything possible to smear and undermine the VC. See previous posts for info about Ian Russell, who even went as far as to make up lies about his RAE results and publish them on his Christmas Round Robins. I found the aforementioned Round Robins Of Lies after Ian used the University photocopiers to print them, fell asleep in his office and forgot to collect them from the photocopier.
Duw it’s hard and that bastard of a VC won’t give us redundancy packages big enough to make us go away. I have mentioned in previous posts the corrupt UCU rep at Bangor, Eileen Tilley and her funny little ways. One of the biggest laughs that I had when I worked at Bangor was after the combined forces of Tilley, Lyn Meadows and Professor Fergus Lowe opened fire on the Professor of Sociology, who was a friend and colleague of Graham, the target of the paedophiles’ friends and Hugo Young/Peter Preston in the 1990s. Fungus had demanded that the contract of a particularly hopeless paedophiles’ friend – the woman who was at the centre of the action that so excited Hugo Young et al – should finally be terminated. The rest of the paedophiles’ friends swung into action and were clearly hoping to re-enact the Battle Of Yesteryear and within hours, I was hearing how the Professor of Sociology had treated a ‘lovely, lovely lady’ ‘appallingly’. Who was broadcasting this across the University? Eileen Tilley. Who knew damn well that the paedophiles’ friend in question was in no way a ‘lovely, lovely lady’, she’d nearly caused World War III in her pursuit of a job for which she was not qualified and could not do 20 years previously and furthermore it was Fungus who kicked her out, not the Professor of Sociology. However, Tilley was able to come to the rescue of the lovely, lovely, lady and the full force of UCU was brought to bear on the University and the lovely, lovely lady was given a full-time, permanent lecturing job. The lovely, lovely, lady tried to plagiarise my work but was too thick to understand it, so the result was yet more entertainment for the rest of us.
The lovely, lovely, lady was such a wow with the students that the number of them opting for the course which she ran was in single figures.
Of course, as Clerk to the Chambers, Sue Davies had all the lowdown on the criminals of Wales, including, according to the Clerk to the Chambers, Peter Hain. Sue Davies was so disgusted by Peter Hain that she voted Tory.
One organisation who were fully behind Jane Davidson’s execution warrant for Shambo was the Farmers’ Union of Wales (FUW). Bob Parry has been both Deputy President and President of the FUW. Bob Parry has also been an Anglesey County Councillor since the 1980s and throughout his long and glorious time on that Council, Bob Parry ignored the criminal conduct of his fellow Councillors, the serious abuse of kids in care on Anglesey and the selling of Chinese babies to anyone who had the dosh (see post ‘The Old Devils’). Bob Parry served as Mayor of the Borough Council in 1989/90. He was elected as the Chairman of the Isle of Anglesey County Council for 2016/17. Cllr Parry first became a member of the Isle of Anglesey Borough Council in 1981 as a Plaid Cymru councillor, representing the communities of Bryngwran and Gwalchmai.
Bryngwran is the home of Dr Delyth Morris aka Duckula. Duckula was the best mate of the Lovely, Lovely, Lady and it was Duckula who spearheaded the assault in defence of the Lovely, Lovely, Lady in the 1990s which ended up requiring reinforcements from Hugo Young. Duckula was formerly employed as a social worker with Gwynedd Social Services. Duckula also plagiarised my work and succeeded in using it to net a research grant from the Board Of Celtic Studies. I suspect that Duckula plagiarised some work of the senior sociologist’s who found himself in the sight of Hugo Young’s cross-hairs in the 1990s as well. This man had an excellent idea for a community study, began discussing it with colleagues, only to discover some weeks later that Duckula had sprung up a friendship with the Scottish sociologist of religion from Aberdeen University, Professor Steve Bruce, who, bugger me, was embarking on exactly the same community study that the senior sociologist at Bangor was planning! Duckula sent an e mail to the Bangor sociologist cheerily explaining that she was advising Steve Bruce on the fieldwork. Steve Bruce may well have been entirely innocent and probably just thought that he’d discovered a wonderfully helpful lady in north Wales, but it was clear from Duckula’s gloating e mail to the Bangor sociologist that she was far from innocent.
Duckula was a magistrate at Holyhead but she was obliged to stand down when it was discovered that she had tried to use her influence with the police to get her son off an assault charge. I was told by one of Duckula’s son’s friends that Duckula’s bungaloid was used to store his drugs on the grounds that she wouldn’t be raided, but he might well be. Duckula’s son did his PhD at Bangor University, but no-one realised that he was Duckula’s son because he had a different surname. Duckula didn’t think to tell anyone that he was her son. Duckula’s son received funding for his PhD from Tesco. I have no idea why, that was years before Tesco began talking about creating their own University. Amazingly enough, sometime afterwards, a huge Tesco store was built in Holyhead, despite much local opposition. There was one public spirited citizen who campaigned on behalf of Tesco however – one Dr Duckula Morris.
Duckula was very much more affluent than a lot of her colleagues. I was told that this was as a result of her flogging a field of hers at Bryngwran after she received planning permission to build bungaloids on it.
Anglesey County Council is famous for taking backhanders in return for granting planning permission and at least one Councillor – who went to prison for various offences – became a millionaire when he gained planning permission to build all sorts of things on his land.
Duckula really hates English people who have second homes in Gwynedd. Duckula’s daughter, Gillian, Daughter of Duckula, was engaged to – although I don’t know whether she ever married – one of the few people who has served a prison sentence for violent Welsh activism. I think that he sent or planted a bomb. Duckula told the world that she was delighted to welcome him into the clan.
Duckula has a second home in France but doesn’t talk about it much because she ‘doesn’t want people to know’. Duckula’s mentor, Professor Glyn Williams, a now retired academic from Bangor who also really hated English people, had a second home in France too.
John Allen owned a villa in France, to which he took kids in care ‘on holiday’. Dr Dafydd Alun Jones used to hold ‘clinics’ in France.
We needn’t worry about Duckula participating in crime though, because Duckula had a family connection to the Ethics Committee at Bangor University. Her sister served as its secretary and helpfully provided Duckula with full details of everybody else’s projects which had been submitted for ethical approval. Including those projects which Duckula plagiarised. Not that anybody knew that the Ethics Committe secretary was Duckula’s sister – like Duckula’s son, she had a different surname from Duckula and Duckula didn’t think to enlighten anyone.
Duckula’s sister was as busy as Duckula. When I was conducting some fieldwork on Anglesey, I was surprised to be asked by someone whom I was interviewing, who did not work at the University or have any friends or relations who did, whether it was true that the VC was planning to close certain depts and sack staff, because Delyth Morris’s sister has told me that she is and is asking us all to protest about it.
The VC did not have plans to close down bits of the University as accused by Duckula’s sister. However Professor Fergus Lowe did and he tried to do this – Fungus wanted to close five Depts. He was unable to go ahead with his plans because the VC announced his retirement on the day that Fungus tried to force the closure plans through, assisted by the awful Professor Hilary Lappin-Scott. The Chancellor, Lord Dafydd Elis-Thomas, told Fungus that no such decisions could be made now that the VC had announced his retirement.
The vile Hilary Satan-Scott is now inflicting huge damage on Swansea University, having left Bangor under a massive cloud, following the suicide of a member of staff who had been told that his Dept would be closing. See previous posts for more Satan-Scott laffs.
Bob Parry is a friend of Ieuan Wyn Jones, the former Plaid MP and AM for Anglesey/Ynys Mon. Ieuan Wyn Jones comes from Denbighshire and before he entered politics he was a solicitor. Ieuan did his degree at Liverpool Poly. One of the governors of Liverpool Poly was John Hamilton, the Leader of Liverpool City Council when Derek Hatton was Deputy Leader. John Hamilton was much quieter than Degsy, but he will have known about the corruption in Liverpool City Council and he also knew that Liverpool was a branch of Dafydd’s empire (see post ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’). John Hamilton nearly died in a house fire just before the Waterhouse Report was published. So if he ever did feel like mentioning the names of anyone in High Places who were involved, lying in that bed suffering from third degree burns would have probably taken his mind off that. When Liverpool Poly became Liverpool John Moores University, Cherie Booth served a stint as Chancellor.
When younger, Ieuan Wyn Jones worked as a solicitor in Ruthin, in the same office as paedophiles’ friend and Freemason David Jones, who is now the Tory MP for Clwyd West (see post ‘The Right Honourable David Jones MP). David Jones then relocated to a practice in Bangor, where, like Huw Griffiths, he spent many years watching the paedophile gang frame victims and witnesses. David Cameron appointed David Jones Secretary of State for Wales just when Operation Pallial was opened and when the Macur Review of the Waterhouse Inquiry was being organised. David Jones is married to an Angel.
Ieuan was a pal of Alwyn Jones, the lawyer who acted for me but found himself indisposed when the paedophile gang took me to Court in Chester on the basis of their perjury and tried to have me imprisoned (see post ‘It’s Just Another Gold Digger’).
Ieuan Wyn Jones:
Bob Parry will know another past leading light of the FUW, Henry Brookes, the brother of Beata Brookes. Beata was a particularly unpleasant Tory politician who came from a farming family in Denbighshire. Beata had many strings to her bow. She was a former social worker who held responsibilities in the Social Services, in Clwyd Health Authority and in many charidees for the disabled. Wherever there was a victim of the paedophile gang there was Beata. See post ‘The ‘Celtic Iron Lady’ And Yet More Recent History’. In 1955, George Brookes, Beata’s father (I presume that it was her father), became involved in a relatively trivial dispute with a local authority and ended up hiring some of the most famous, priciest lawyers in the UK to represent him, including Lord Hailsham; it was so mind blowing that Ronnie Waterhouse wrote about it in his autobiography. See post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’. The dispute involved the location of some caravans on Brookes’s land and it would never have been worth his while employing the sort of lawyers that he did over such a matter, so I suspect that famille Brookes were actually up to something else at the time, something which could not under any circumstances be exposed.
Henry and Beata were rather grandiose and considered themselves a cut above your ordinary farmer. Henry wasn’t just involved with the FUW, Henry concerned himself with country sports and country landowning organisations. Lord Kenyon was involved with agriculture on that level, as was Carlo’s friend, Gerald Cavendish Grosvenor, the Duke of Westminster. The Duke was the President of the City of Chester Conservative Association when Sir Peter Morrison was the constituency MP and was molesting kids in care in north Wales, Chester and other locations.
Mary Wynch was working as a secretary at the Dept of Agriculture at UCNW/Bangor University when Dafydd and the gang had her unlawfully arrested and imprisoned. Carlo was Chancellor of UCNW at the time.
The Buffet Slayer, who in his youth was the President of the Students’ Union at UCNW, hates Carlo. If I was the Buffet Slayer I’d be thanking my lucky stars for Carlo, because without Carlo, the Slayer and his mates would be in prison by now.
For more background on Bob Parry, see post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’.
One final point about the murder of Shambo. On 26 July 2007, the Govardhan Charitable Trust, a sanctuary for cows in Maharashtra state, India, wrote to the temple offering Shambo a home. The Trust appealed to the Welsh Assembly to refrain from killing Shambo until the Trust could arrange for the government of India to approve the import. The Trust’s letter quoted Gandhi: ‘We should be willing to refuse to live if the price of living be the torture of sentient beings.’ Transportation for Shambo was organised by a supporter from Switzerland.
After the slaughter of Shambo, Skanda Vale community leader ‘Brother Alex’ threatened that a ‘nightmare’ was just beginning for the Welsh Assembly. Secretary General Ramesh Kallidai said ‘Ignorant people have chosen to desecrate our temple and have chosen to destroy life unnecessarily,’ and he wanted ‘to check how agricultural law can cater to the needs of sacred animals in Hindu temples in Britain’. The Hindu Conference of Canada expressed ‘shock and dismay’ at the decision of the Welsh Gov’t.
This is what happens when a nation is run entirely by a collection of Pathetic Sharks who do not have sufficient scientific knowledge to make appropriate decisions and who have only achieved their positions by colluding with a trafficking gang who were murdering witnesses.
The Welsh Gov’t Minister for Rural Affairs is now Lesley Griffiths. She doesn’t know her arse from her elbow, is an on-going disaster in that role and there was yet another feature on ‘Farming Today’ this morning on Radio 4, which featured farmers who were pissed off with Lesley. Lesley Griffiths grew up near Wrexham, worked as a medical secretary at the Wrexham Maelor Hospital and served as a Wrexham Councillor, before being elected as an AM. Throughout the years in which Griffiths was doing this, Wrexham Maelor staff and Wrexham Councillors ignored, colluded with and concealed a vicious paedophile ring operating on their doorstep. Lesley Griffiths is a paedophiles’ friend of the highest order. Lesley Griffiths was the Welsh Gov’ts Minister for Heath, 2011-13.
I wrote to Lesley Griffiths repeatedly during that time, informing her of the escalating threats which were being made toward me by the trafficking gang which she had spent her whole life ignoring. I did not receive any replies. My documents show that Griffiths received my e mails, but the concerns of the officials working for her were that I was e mailing my friends at Bangor University providing them with details of those threats as well as of a violent assault on me by a barrister’s daughter. Furthermore, Griffiths’ officials and NHS managers had documented that I had visited a Welsh Gov’t Minister’s house. I have never visited a Welsh Gov’t Minister’s house, I do not know where any Welsh Gov’t Minister lives.
For further details of Lesley – including her performance in front of a group of wimmin who aspired to be politicians during which Lesley told the wimmin that she used to get nervous speaking in front of ‘all the men’, but when she was a Councillor she found that she could ‘help the mums’ by campaigning for better street lighting – and the numerous bombs that went off when she was Health Minister, see post ‘History Repeats Itself, First As Tragedy, Second As Farce’.
It is worth noting that not only did Lesley fail to help the mums who’s kids were in the hands of a vicious paedophile gang, but Lesley oversaw some pretty terrible suffering of dads as well. When I was unlawfully detained at the Heddfan Unit at Wrexham Maelor Hospital, after being assaulted by that barrister’s daughter, Lesley was Health Minister. I made friends with another patient who was sectioned and prevented from seeing his own children because he wasn’t allowed out and there was pressure on his partner not to take the kids in to such a place to see their dad. He was in Heddfan for a long while and the family home was located just behind the Heddfan Unit. If he went outside to sit in the garden, he could hear his daughters playing. But he couldn’t actually have any contact with them. For months.
I think that we ought to campaign for Lesley to become FM. Russia’s got Putin who trained with the KGB. Wales will have Lesley, who’s suits don’t fit, who sports ankle-swingers and who gets nervous speaking in front of all the men.
A former Lieutenant Colonel in the KGB:
A Welsh Gov’t Minister:
In September 2015, both Leadership and Deputy Leadership elections took place in the Labour Party. Hilary Benn supported Andy Burnham in the Leadership election. The Andy who ignored somewhere in the region of 80 requests to hold an Inquiry into the Mid-Staffordshire NHS. While thousands and thousands of people died.
On 2 December 2015, Benn made the closing speech for the official opposition in the House of Commons debate on airstrikes against ISIL in Syria. Benn’s speech was described as ‘one of the truly great speeches in Commons history’. Speaking to the BBC the following day, John McDonnell – he who is admired by Rachel the transgender HGV driver – compared Benn’s speech to that given by Blair in 2003 ahead of the Iraq War. Was that one of the occasions on which Blair lied to the House perhaps? McDonnell described Benn’s speech as an ‘excellent’ piece of oratory, but added: ‘The greatest oratory can lead us to the greatest mistakes.’ Perhaps John McDonnell had in mind another giant of Labour history who was renowned for his ‘oratory’:
On 25 June 2016, ‘The Observer’ revealed that Benn ‘called fellow MPs over the weekend to suggest that he will ask Corbyn to stand down if there is significant support for a move against the leader. He has also asked shadow cabinet colleagues to join him in resigning if the Labour leader ignores that request.’ During a phone call in the early hours of 26 June, Benn told Corbyn that Labour MPs and shadow cabinet members had ‘no confidence in our ability to win the election’ under his leadership. Corbyn then dismissed Benn from his position as Shadow Foreign Secretary. In a statement issued at 03:30 – Hilary had obviously been up all night worrying – Benn said: ‘It has now become clear that there is widespread concern among Labour MPs and in the shadow cabinet about Jeremy Corbyn’s leadership of our party. In particular, there is no confidence in our ability to win the next election, which may come much sooner than expected, if Jeremy continues as leader.’ Later in the morning, Heidi Alexander, the Shadow Secretary of State for Health, also resigned. Throughout the day, a further eight members of the shadow cabinet resigned.
Jezza is still in place. Considerably helped by Margaret Hodge constantly mouthing off and reminding everyone why so many people voted for Jezza rather than any of the selection of New Labour tossers who were on offer at the same time.
When in September 2016, Benn announced his intention to stand for Chairman of the new Exiting the European Union Select Committee. His bid was supported by Uncle Harry’s nephew Ed Miliband, as well as other senior Labour Party figures including Angela Eagle and Andy Burnham. In a former life Angela worked for COHSE, an NHS union which represented many an abuser of patients. The General Secretary of COHSE was David Williams, who trained as an Angel at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. See post ‘A Very COHSE Relationship With Some Very Nasty People’.
I have a schedule of future blog posts planned, but if I have time to do so, I will blog about two people who have been loyal servants to Hilary’s career who have done a few interesting things…
Hilary’s predecessor as Labour MP for Leeds Central was Derek John Fatchett, who was elected in 1983. Derek Fatchett was predicted to have a great future in the Labour Party, possibly as its Leader one day, but he died suddenly in 1999 at the age of 53.
Fatchett attended Lincoln School and then Birmingham University, where he studied law, graduating in 1966. Fatchett joined the Labour Party in 1964. He took an MSc at the LSE in 1968, where he was a student activist. When young, Fatchett was on the left, but when an MP he migrated to the right…
Fatchett was a Councillor on Wakefield Metropolitan Council, 1980-84. He became a Lecturer in Industrial Relations at the University of Leeds in 1971, staying there until he became an MP.
Fatchett was a Leeds City Councillor and working at Leeds University when the Yorkshire Ripper was murdering unhindered thanks to police corruption and incompetence. One of the Sutcliffe’s victims was a student at Leeds and a friend of mine who was a student there at the time said that there was an atmosphere of sheer terror across the whole area. Fatchett will have heard about Savile and the rampant police corruption that prevailed in Leeds/Yorkshire at the time.
After Labour’s 1997 election victory, Fatchett was soon made a Minister of State at the Foreign and Commonwealth Office. Derek Fatchett died suddenly on the night of 9 May 1999 (aged 53), from a massive heart attack after collapsing whilst relaxing with his wife and close friend in a Wakefield pub. At the time of his death, it was predicted in political circles that he was soon to be Defence or N Ireland Secretary.
A BBC article on Fatchett’s life mentioned his ‘inner city constituency’, which will have contained people who had been or were being targeted by the trafficking gang operating in the area remembered that Derek Fatchett had said that ‘he was once a bearded leftie Marxist’.
Derek gave up being a bearded leftie under the Windbag’s ‘modernising leadership’. Fatchett will have known that the Windbag was staking his whole future on concealing the organised abuse gangs which were causing ructions in Wales and elsewhere, because the Windbag was so desperate for the votes of welfare professionals (see post ‘I Warn You…’). Fatchett then joined ranks behind Blair. He quit the left-wing Campaign Group of which Tony Benn was a leading light in 1985. He subsequently persuaded the Tribune Group to support the Windbag and Fattersley. Fattersley held a seat in an inner-city, poor Birmingham constituency for decades and knew about the massive corruption in civic life in Birmingham, including the excesses of the West Midlands Serious Crime Squad and the trade in abused and trafficked kids between Birmingham and north Wales.
Derek Fatchett joined the Foreign Office after Labour’s 1997 victory and was a close friend of his boss at the Foreign Office, Robin Cook.
Robin Cook, who died after a severe heart attack on 6 August 2005:
The day prior to his own death, Mr Fatchett joined Mr Cook at the daily Ministry of Defence briefing on the Kosovo conflict. He had recently visited East Timor and had also accompanied Lilibet on the previous month’s visit to South Korea. Earlier that year, Derek met with the Taleban’s Deputy Foreign Minister Abdul Rahman Zahidc in Islamabad in the first ever contact between the UK and the Islamic organisation. Mr Fatchett had became a Privy Councillor in October 1998.
One of Derek Fatchett’s responsibilities in Blair’s Gov’t was to sell the ‘Cool Britannia’ image abroad. A major contribution to ‘Cool Britannia’ was ‘Cool Cymru’, which was virtually entirely based upon a group of Welsh rock stars who were the children of the people who had been the key figures in facilitating and concealing the organised abuse and trafficking in Wales (see post ‘The International Language Of Screaming’).
‘The Guardian’ obituary for Fatchett mentioned that he had been involved in Cook’s highly successful initiative to bring the Lockerbie bombers to trial. There were constant allegations and counter-allegations regarding the conviction of one of the Lockerbie bombers – that he was a stooge, that a dirty deal had been done with Col Gadaffi – who after all became a Blairite at one point – and that false medical evidence regarding his condition had been submitted etc. See previous posts.
The Dear Departed:
Massive heart attack, 12 May 1994
Massive heart attack, 9 May 1999
Massive heart attack, 6 August 2005
Someone Who Is Still With Us, Who’s Heart Problem Was Diagnosed And Successfully Fixed By Top Doctors:
Lord Jack was elected as an MSP in 1999 and by 2001 he was FM! Fancy that happening just as the Waterhouse Inquiry was ending and then while Waterhouse published his Report. When Lord Jack was FM, he appointed Professor Alex Jay to the most senior role in social work in Scotland. Alexis had previously overseen many an abuse scandal and had been responsible for the chaos that was the Orkney Satanic Abuse Scandal (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – The Scottish Play’). Alexis is now Chairing the IICSA, which is falling apart.
Lord Jack has a particularly high opinion of Dennis Andrew Canavan, who was MP for Falkirk West, 1974-2000 (known as West Stirlingshire, 1974-83), first as a member of the Labour Party and then as an Independent. Canavan then served as an Independent MSP for Falkirk West, 1999-07.
Canavan was educated at St. Bride’s and St Columba’s Schools, Cowdenbeath, St Andrew’s College, Drygrange and at the University of Edinburgh. He worked as a schoolteacher from 1968 until 1974 and was Assistant Head of Holy Rood High School, Edinburgh at the time of his first election to Parliament. Canavan was also Head of the Maths Department at St Modan’s High in Stirling.
Canavan was leader of the Labour Party Group on Stirling District Council in 1974 and was Chair of the Scottish Parliamentary Labour Group, 1980-81.
Canavan is still a member of CND and Amnesty International, as are many on the left who have remained silent about the abuse of children and young people in welfare settings. He Chaired the N Ireland Committee of the PLP, 1989-97, and led several Parliamentary delegations to Ireland during the Troubles. Canavan served on the British-Irish Inter-Parliamentary Body, 1992-2000. Whatever it was that was going on at the Kincora Boys’ Home in Belfast, Canavan knows about it.
As a member of the European and External Relations Committee of the Scottish Parliament, Canavan was author of a report on the potential for co-operation between Scotland and Ireland.
Throughout his entire political life, Canavan played a leading part in the campaign for a Scottish Parliament. Which within two years of its creation was being led by his good mate Jack. However, in 1999, when the first elections to the Scottish Parliament were held, the New Labour leadership rejected Canavan as an official Labour candidate, despite the fact that he had the support of 97% of local party members. He therefore stood as an Independent and was consequently expelled from the Party. Canavan won with almost 55% of the vote, the biggest majority of any MSP in that election. Canavan resigned his Westminster seat in 2000 to concentrate on representing his constituents in the Scottish Parliament. Canavan retained his Holyrood seat in 2003 with 55.7% of the vote, again the biggest majority in Scotland.
In the Scottish Parliament, Canavan was a member of the European and External Relations Committee and Convener of the All-Party Sports Group from 1999.
Canavan is President of Ramblers Scotland.
When Canavan announced his retirement before the 2007 Scottish Parliament elections, he was the longest serving parliamentarian in the Scottish Parliament, having completed a combined 33 years at Westminster and Holyrood. He was praised by his mate the then FM Jack as ‘an outstanding parliamentarian over a long, long period of time’.
The careers of Canavan and Lord Jack are strikingly similar, but Canavan is a lot older than Lord Jack and entered politics years before Lord Jack did. I suspect that Canavan was Lord Jack’s big mate and mentor – back in the days when my friend found Lord Jack getting into her bed without so much as a by-your-leave – but Jack’s career then accelerated past old Dennis, particularly when Dennis was having dust-ups with New Labour. This is pure speculation, but I’m wondering if Dennis gave Lord Jack a leg-up when Lord Jack was a whippersnapper – when he was getting into my friend’s bed, I heard all about it at the time Jack! – but then when Lord Jack realised that my friend had the dynamite on the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal, he was able to clobber New Labour over the head with that and rise to the very top, even though they hated his best mate Dennis.
Am I right Dennis?
So where does Dennis’s answer leave these two?
On May 31 1994, 19 days after John Smith died, the two pictured above are famously alleged to have made a deal which dictated that Gordon would stand aside to give Blair a clear run for the Party leadership and then after Blair had been PM for a few years, he’d give Gordon a go. Gordon became mighty angry when Blair broke the deal years later. The deal was made over a meal in the Granita restaurant, Islington, when Tony and Cherie still lived in Islington. There was a paedophile/trafficking ring operating in Islington’s children’s homes at the time, with links to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales.
I was the person who told Tony Francis that John Smith had died – I was in the Hergest Unit at the time, I heard the newsflash on the radio and told the other patients. Francis heard me, came out of his office, interrogated me re the circumstances of Smith’s death and dashed off quite excited. My documents show that very shortly after that, Francis, Dafydd et al began yet another conspiracy to have me incarcerated in a secure hospital (see post ‘The Banality Of Evil’).
Tony Francis knew the Windbag when they were at university in Cardiff.
John Smith died on 12 May 1994 at Barts hospital after they were ‘unable to revive’ him. Dafydd’s mate Professor Linford Rees ruled the roost at Barts for years (see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’). Lady Juliet Bingley was also very influential at Barts, due to having worked there as a social worker and her father being a surgeon there. Lady Juliet was married to Admiral Sir Alec Bingley, who served with Lord Louis Mountbatten (see post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’). Lady Juliet and her son William spent their careers colluding with Dafydd et al when Lady Juliet and William held senior positions at MIND and when William was Chief Exec of the Mental Health Act Commission. See previous posts for details. On 9 June 1994 Matt Arnold, the Headmaster of Bryn Estyn, died of an ‘unspecified blood disease’. On 13 June 1994 the trial of Peter Howarth, Arnold’s friend and colleague from Bryn Estyn, for sexually abusing boys in care in north Wales opened. Paul Wilson was put on trial alongside Howarth. Arnold and Howarth had previously worked at Axwell Park Approved School in Gateshead, where boys had been abused. They relocated to Bryn Estyn in 1973.
The friend of mine who found Jack McConnell in her bed and subsequently came under attack from gangsters sought advice from the Islington Council harassment officer in 1988. Tony and Cherie were still living in Islington at the time. Margaret Hodge was the Council leader – it was Hodge who nominated Blair for the Labour Party Leadership. Islington Council were given full details of the threats and aggression to which my friends were being subjected and was the reason why they had to move house quickly. Islington did rehouse them, but to somewhere equally as dangerous (see post ‘The Turn Of The Screw’).
Once my friend and her husband arrived at their new flat, an old friend of theirs from Stirling, Sheena, known to Jack McConnell, moved in and wreaked havoc, just about destroying their lives.
Do you know anything about why Sheena did this Lord Jack?
My friend and her husband were then hounded out of their jobs in the media. My friend worked at the Royal Television Society and her husband worked at the BBC. Lord Jack is a big mate of Kirsty Wark, who was a stalwart of BBC’s ‘Newsnight’.
In April 2010, Lord Jack’s mate Dennis Canavan declared his support for John McNally, the SNP candidate for Falkirk in the 2010 general election. Falkirk is the successor to Canavan’s former Westminster constituency.
Now for someone who gave a big helping hand to the Gang Of Four, all of whom were up to their eyeballs in concealing the Westminster Paedophile Ring, including that branch in north Wales/Cheshire which was facilitated by Dafydd et al. Dr Death personally knew some of the Top Docs involved with the gang in north Wales. My post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’ mentioned that in a recent radio interview the Gang Of Four explained that after they made the Limehouse Declaration at Dr Death’s house, they received a most generous offer from David Kingsley, who gave his time free of charge and organised masses of free PR and advertising for them, utilising some of the most well-known names in the business.
David Kingsley died in 2014 and ‘The Guardian’ published an obituary for him. Kingsley was described as the first ‘moderniser’ in British politics and Labour’s first spin doctor.
Kingsley played a role – which only emerged much later – in Harold Wilson’s dramatic first speech as Labour leader to his Party’s 1963 annual conference, offering a new vision of socialism and a Britain ‘forged in the white heat’ of a scientific and technological revolution. The electorate liked it and Wilson won his first general election victory the following year.
Kingsley was one of the ‘three wise men’ who were brought in to help Wilson in 1962; Kingsley’s particular expertise being in advertising. Kingsley, Peter Lovell-David, a media-management expert and Denis Lyons, from the world of PR, formed a team of unpaid advisers to Wilson, deliberately situated outside of the Party hierarchy. They were responsible for the campaign slogans ‘Let’s go with Labour and we’ll get things done’ in 1964 and ‘You know Labour government works’ in 1966. The optimism that they helped convey on the party’s behalf, which lay behind the ‘white heat’ speech at Scarborough, offered an alternative to the austerity of the postwar years and would serve to end Labour’s 13 years in Parliamentary opposition.
After 1964, Kingsley was regarded as someone of considerable significance at No 10 and as the most talented of the ‘wise men’, who visited the PM once a fortnight. Wilson himself had written a report in the 1950s on the need to modernise the Labour Party organisation and he was determined to use people like Kingsley to introduce new ideas of presentation and public promotion of the party. With Kingsley’s help and advice, he also brought in regular opinion polling, using the services of Bob Worcester – later the founder of Mori – to look at the reasons behind the voting intentions of the electorate. This was an almost unknown science in British politics at the time and, in Kingsley’s view, if it had been taken more seriously would have averted Labour’s narrow and unexpected election defeat in 1970.
Kingsley proposed that politicians should use the latest marketing techniques to try to get through to people by using language rather than just headlines and that they should explain their policies and principles. In the event, the Labour 1970 election slogan ‘Yesterday’s men’, portraying the Conservative leader, Edward Heath and his team as plastic puppets in the dustbin of history, misfired badly. It had been planned by Kingsley and his colleagues as the first half of a two-part campaign and the follow-up was intended to convey the positive message ‘Make Britain great again’. But Wilson unexpectedly brought forward the General Election to June, apparently persuaded by his political adviser, Marcia Williams and the negative nature of the ‘Yesterday’s men’ slogan rebounded to his disadvantage. A BBC TV programme the following year, about how Wilson and his Ministers were adjusting to life in opposition, caused an enormous kerfuffle when it was broadcast under the same title and suggested that the former PM had unashamedly profiteered from the publication of his account of his time in Gov’t.
Kingsley was born in south London, but the family moved and he was educated at Southend High School for boys, before going to the LSE. He did his national service with the RAF, returned to be President of the Students’ Union at the LSE in 1952 and the following year became Vice-President of the NUS. Kingsley remained closely attached to the LSE throughout his life, as a governor for 40 years until 2006, an honorary fellow and Chairman of the alumni association. He will have known Brian Abel-Smith and Richard Titmuss, two LSE academics who were crucial to the early development of the NHS and welfare state very well. Abel-Smith in particular knew exactly how severely the NHS was abusing the most vulnerable citizens and he knew that the Top Doctors were facilitating organised abuse gangs (see post ‘The Great Stink’). David Kingsley will have known this as well, in addition to the wrongdoing of MPs such as Leo Abse and George Thomas which Wilson and his colleagues were concealing. The gang in north Wales was linked to Abse and George Thomas in south Wales.
The role of the Top Doctors in north Wales concealing sexual exploitation and abuse went back decades. My post ‘The Village’ describes how the situation can be traced as far back as before WWII, involving visitors from the Bloomsbury/Islington area to Cwm Croesor in north Wales.
David Kingsley had been adopted as the prospective Labour candidate for East Grinstead in 1952, but decided on a career in advertising, working in New York before returning to the UK and founding his own company, KMP, in 1964. With his business partners, Michael Manton and Brian Palmer, he created a ground-breaking agency that challenged some of the US giants at a difficult time for the industry.
Kingsley’s ideas were strongly opposed by the traditionalists at Labour HQ, particularly the General Secretary, Ron Hayward and the Head of the press operation, Percy Clark. Unlike his two colleagues, Kingsley was not given a peerage. He offered his professional advice to various foreign governments, including those of Zambia and Mauritius and of course to the SDP 1981-87.
Kingsley undoubtedly knew what Dr Death and his colleagues had colluded with in their role as healthcare professionals and knew exactly what the Gang Of Four were sitting on in their capacities as politicians who knew all about the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Any advice given to the SDP will have taken that into account. It was why Shirl and Woy targeted those seats at Crosby and Hillhead which had such strong links with people involved in the Westminster Paedophile Ring (see post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’).
A few years before he died, Kingsley gave an interview with blogger Oliver Shah. The interview tells us that Kingsley worked ‘in New York for Proctor & Gamble, the founders of modern advertising’ and that Kingsley ‘made regular TV appearances and knew the power players in London’s blossoming advertising scene’. But Kingsley insisted it was the Three Wise Men – together with their friend Bob Worcester, the founder of Mori – who started using regular opinion polls to guide party strategy, years ahead of Tony Blair: ‘In fact to my mind, introducing the Labour party to proper opinion poll research was one of the most important things we did…Bob [Worcester] was very good. If they’d used him more we needn’t have lost the 1970 election. I know everyone always looks back, but he was tracking very clearly what was happening and what the problems were in a way the Labour party had never experienced before.’
Shah’s blog notes that ‘the art of spin’ was ‘now so associated with vicious briefings and irresponsible hype’. Kingsley described Wilson as ‘a marvellous chap’ who would ‘bring his wife and children to parties and would charm friends and foes with his bluff northern manner’.
Wilson might have wheeled out his wife and kids for PR purposes, but Wilson knew that George Thomas was a child abuser, he was good friends with George Thomas and he also knew that Leo Abse, George Thomas’s friend and protector, was an aggressive bent lawyer who was in the process of rewriting legislation concerning children in care solely on the advice of people who were facilitating and concealing child abuse (see post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’).
Dafydd too maxed out on his children. Dafydd told third parties that I had used ‘foul and abusive language’ in front of his young children – I didn’t even know that he had young children when that allegation was made; Dafydd moved onto telling people that I was a ‘danger’ to his ‘young children’; Dafydd gave an interview to a local newspaper telling them that his children ‘say their prayers at night and I’m rather proud of that’; Dafydd told people that he was ‘kind to children’. Meanwhile Dafydd ran a paedophile gang, along with his mistress, children’s social worker Lucille Hughes and was so infrequently at home that he employed nannies – who were young female patients of his who lived with him – to look after his children.
Dafydd’s constant references to ‘children’ were a running joke among the Hergest Unit patients.
Dafydd’s teenaged children boasted of hurling abuse at and taking the piss out of Dafydd’s patients.
Oliver Shah’s blog tells us that David Kingsley ‘parted amicably’ from the Wise Men and the Labour party when Ted Heath’s Tories scraped to power in 1970 and ‘He says he has never been tempted to return to the heart of British politics, preferring to split his time between charity work and advising a number of African governments.’
Yet Kingsley moved heaven and earth, free of charge, to help the Gang Of Four.
Shah’s blog states that ‘Kingsley lets slip a surprising revelation: he didn’t draw a penny in salary from the government in all his time as its communications maestro. Offering his services for free gave him a feeling of distance from the political machine, he says and the freedom to do as he liked. His only remuneration came in the form of a Havana cigar, itself a gift from Fidel Castro to Harold Wilson.’
People like David Kingsley do not do things out of the goodness of their hearts or because of an ideological commitment. If Kingsley was ever to do that he would not have become an advertising/PR man.
So what was Kingsley’s real reason for tripping over himself to help the Gang Of Four? Where did his reward lie? What did this past master of vicious tawdry spin resort to in order to try and get Dr Death a job as PM?
Kingsley is dead, but his pal – and the pal of those Top Doctors in north Wales who facilitated the trafficking gang – Dr Death, is not. Dr Death, would you happen to know anything about the stream of people who befriended Brown, me and the friends of ours who knew what was happening to me in north Wales, who turned out to be a little peculiar and grossly abusive into the bargain? They worked in the media and in healthcare, they moved into house shares with us, they had relationships with Brown, they tried to split up our friendships and relationships and some of them knew Dafydd and other colleagues of yours Dr Death. Furthermore, references to them are to be found in documents from my medical records now in my possession.
You’re welcome to e mail me Dr Death or leave a comment on the blog! You’ve got nothing to lose you nasty old bugger – after all you never did become PM, although your colleagues in north Wales imprisoned and killed all those witnesses to their wrongdoing.
Previous posts have discussed how Donna Ockenden, the ‘independent consultant’ who recently was commissioned to ‘leave no stone unturned’ and to ‘get to the bottom of’ whatever has gone so terribly wrong with mental healthcare in north Wales is yet another person who has now run away screaming and abandoned the patients of north Wales after she discovered from documents that I sent her relating to my own case just how serious the crime in the NHS in north Wales was/is and how many people colluded with it.
I have explained in previous posts how Donna invited me to meet her, but after I sent her documentation demonstrating perjury, conspiracy, the destruction of evidence, wrongful arrest and the unlawful denial of NHS treatment to patients who had complained, Donna e mailed me and cancelled our meeting and I never heard from her again.
Before Donna cancelled, she invited me to meet her and someone else whom she told me was assisting her in the investigation into the Betsi Cadwaladr University NHS Trust, but who’s name has never been made public. It was Dr Graeme Zaki, an Oral and Maxillofacial surgeon who practices at Havant in Hampshire. Dr Zaki can be found listed on the website of Spire Healthcare, a private company. A number of the Betsi consultants are making good incomes from working for Spire. There is a Spire Hospital just down the road from Wrexham Maelor Hospital. If you want an appointment with a Spire consultant, you ring their NHS secretary and the NHS secretary arranges it.
For the past few years, waiting lists for joint surgery at the Betsi have been so long that I know of patients who expressly told their surgeons that they did not approve of private medicine and did not want to jump the queue when told that they could be treated within weeks rather than in nearly two years time, but who did end up going to the Spire because they were in so much pain that they could bear it no longer. One man I know suspected that this was going to happen so he logged the whole process and correlated dates. He told me that he could only conclude that the surgeons at the Betsi had got together and organised appointments and waiting lists such that they ensured that patients would be forced to go private. The consultants themselves have told the media that they do not tell any patients that they will be treated more quickly if they go private. No, the consultants don’t. The GPs do that bit and then let the consultants know who has agreed to go private because they can bear the agony no longer.
In 2005 Graeme Zaki was in the media. The BBC reported a scandal which involved a doctor at a South African health care firm who had been flown in to do hip replacements for the NHS being blamed for botching operations on six patients. The surgeon worked for Netcare and carried out the operations at the Royal Hospital Haslar in Gosport, Hampshire, between 10 and 20 November 2003. The BBC reported that another Top Doctor had described the surgeon’s work as ‘totally substandard and probably negligent’. Two of the surgeon’s patients had to have corrective surgery. It was Portsmouth Hospitals NHS Trust who had contracted Netcare and the surgeon. The Medical Director of that Trust at the time was Graeme Zaki. Zaki apologised.
In 2008 the Portsmouth Hospitals NHS Trust were facing a big negligence action after a young woman died in circumstances which they had admitted should never have arisen. The Medical Director of the Trust, Graeme Zaki, apologised.
I’ll do a bit of digging and see if I can find any direct links between Graeme Zaki and the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales.
My post ‘It’s Just Another Gold Digger’ mentioned that the man who prosecuted Rebecca Teacher at the Old Bailey for conspiracy to blackmail in 1993 after Rebecca blew the whistle on the physical and sexual abuse of children at a commune near Bethesda – abuse which was widely known among local solicitors, the North Wales Police, the Top Doctors and Angels and of course Gwynedd Social Services – was a David Bate. I’ve tried to find out who David Bate was/is, but I have drawn a blank. I noticed his name because there is a family who live in Bangor called Bate.
Chris Bate is an accountant and his wife Nan Bate is a magistrate. I don’t know where Chris Bate grew up, but Nan is the daughter of the man who was the leading Top Doctor in the Caernarfon and Bangor area during the postwar years. Chris is the accountant for two friends of mine and before I got the hell out of Wales, one of those friends had a stroke – he’d had a stroke previously, but the Top Doctors told him that he had a middle ear infection, so he was left untreated and then had an even bigger stroke – and I went to visit him in hospital. Chris and Nan Bate turned up to visit him at the same time. During the visit, the wife of the man who’d had the stroke began reminiscing how, as a child, at Christmas, her Methodist Minister dad used to take her and her siblings to visit children in hospitals and orphanages. Nan piped up and said that when she was a child, her father and mother too used to take her to visit children in hospital on Christmas morning and she hated it. The children whom Nan was taken to visit were children in the very hospital that we were sitting in, when it had been used for a different purpose! The reason why Nan hated the visits was that she didn’t like the children – they were ‘nutters’ with awful hairstyles and naff clothes. So I asked Nan if the children were what would now be called learning disabled or whether they were children with mental health problems. Nan said that she didn’t know, they were just nutters and she hated them.
Nan Bate’s Top Doctor father will have known Gwynne the lobotomist and he probably knew the young Dafydd as well. When Dafydd had that infamous photo taken of himself which he used to show to young women and say ‘This is me when I began my medical training. Don’t ewe think I was handsome?’
Dafydd: as someone who saw that photo, I can absolutely assure you that even when you began your ‘medical training’ at the Sodom and Gomorrah that was Liverpool University Medical School, you were not in the least bit handsome. Instead of being an insane horrible old man, you were merely an insane horrible young man. You also looked really bonkers in that photo. Furthermore, I’m not sure what passed for ‘medical training’ at Liverpool in the 1950s, but it only seemed to train you in the ways of idiocy and crime.
Nan: those junior nutters will not have chosen their awful hairstyles and clothes. Your father’s colleagues did that for them. Furthermore, it was your father and his colleagues who had such a bad attitude to those kids that they didn’t even enlighten you, his own daughter, as to the harsh reality of their lives. What was the point of taking you to visit them on Christmas morning when you hated them and dismissed them as nutters? Or was that part of your training for your future career as a magistrate, when the nutters came up before you in Court, on the basis of the perjury of the people who were trained by the Top Docs of your father’s generation?
Oh Nan – tell us what you know about the paedophile ring in north Wales which was facilitated by your father, his colleagues and those with whom you sat/sit on the Bench will you? The ring who targeted the nutters.
Nan and her husband benefit from the sort of perks that nutters don’t. One one occasion some years ago, Nan got her paws on free tickets for a Rugby International in Cardiff and offered tickets and a lift down to some people whom I knew. They were a bit worried that they’d be cramped and uncomfortable on the long drive to Cardiff, particularly as they knew that the traffic would be bad and they’d be in a jam for quite a while. Nan told them that they didn’t need to worry, she had just purchased a new Merc, it was top of the range and had every adaption necessary to ensure passenger comfort even on the longest of journeys.
The nutters would have to go on the bus. If they ever could afford the tickets to the big match.
One man who has famously travelled to many big rugby matches is Max Boyce, who became famous in the 1970s for singing songs about the hardship of mining as well as lighter ditties regarding getting pissed with the lads at Twickers and taking detours to Soho. Max Boyce is gay and has been for years. How do I know? Because a paedophiles’ friend from north Wales told me some years ago. He should know – he knew the people in Cardiff who were alleged to be, to use Brown’s phrase, ‘peddling their arses’ to Max and friends. The paedophiles’ friend also knew boys in care in north Wales who were peddling their arses more locally, including to a solicitor in Caernarfon. That particular solicitor is a friend of Aled Griffiths the Buffet Slayer and in the past has been invited to give talks to visiting international students at Bangor Law School. Not that the Slayer told the visitors that they were meeting a solicitor from Caernarfon – the visitors were told that they were meeting a ‘real British judge’.
It’s a rat trap Nan – and you’ve been caught..
Having a good laugh at the nutters:
Inspecting and measuring a nutter:
The final solution:
As one of the nutters said to Dafydd back in the 1990s, regarding the death of Mary Wynch’s mother: ‘I’m not saying that you were the doctor responsible – but it looks like you did it.’
A major beano has been planned for Carlo’s 70th birthday in November. It will include a gala at the London Palladium starring a few folk from the Magic Circle whom Carlo has ‘supported’. I was surprised to read in the Torygraph that Carlo himself is a member of the Magic Circle, he has been since the mid-1970s. My post ‘The White Heat Of This Revolution’ mentioned that Sir Owen Saunders, a paedophiles’ friend who used his knowledge of serious crime on the part of the Top Doctors and others to vastly expand his empire at Imperial College and who was VC of London University, 1967-69, was an enthusiastic member of the Magic Circle. As of course was Greville Janner.
Does anyone have any dirt on Ali Bongo, the children’s favourite of the 1970s, who memorably always wore a pair of ladies tights when he used to appear on TV?