An Expression Of Their Faith

One of the first Top Doc disasters that I became particularly aware of occurred in 1978, when I was a teenager interested in microbiology. There was much news coverage of a technician who worked at Birmingham University who had contracted smallpox. Days later it was reported that the Professor in charge of the lab had killed himself and from then on the story became of world-wide interest, particularly when shortly after the Professor’s death, the technician died as well. Panic gripped Birmingham because no-one seemed to know how the technician had caught smallpox…

A few days ago BBC Online had a little feature on the ‘last death in the world from smallpox’ and sure enough, it was the case that I remembered from my teenage years. I’ve done a bit of digging and guess what, the smallpox outbreak in Birmingham in 1978 involved such wrongdoing that even by the standards of Top Doctors it was truly awe-inspiring.

Smallpox is an infectious disease unique to humans which killed and was feared for centuries. It is caused by either of two virus variants, Variola major and Variola minor. The risk of death following contracting the disease was about 30%, with higher rates among babies. The last naturally occurring infection was of Variola minor in Somalia in 1977 and the World Health Organisation certified the global eradication of smallpox in 1980.

This is what smallpox does to you:

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Smallpox is so deadly that many took the view that if it could be eradicated from the globe completely and all traces of the virus eliminated, that would be a very good thing. There was an opposing body of opinion which maintained that no matter how deadly smallpox was, it would be worth keeping sample of the virus under controlled conditions for the purposes of research.

The unfortunate employee of Birmingham University who died from smallpox in 1978 was a medical photographer called Janet Parker. Not only did Janet die as a result of the most appalling practices on the part of some Top Doctors, but the Top Doctors concerned were global authorities on smallpox. No-one was ever held to account regarding Janet’s death and a cover-up of which the Top Doctors could be proud placed a veil over the gory details regarding what actually happened which led to Janet’s death. A number of the Top Doctors responsible for Janet’s death died with their reputations as giants of science intact, although of course one involved did feel so bad about what happened that he killed himself. At least that is the official line, but as is often the case when a Top Doc is found dead as a result of a scandal, there are elements in the story which don’t quite add up.

Janet’s death led to a Gov’t inquiry and ‘triggered radical changes in how dangerous pathogens were studied in the UK’. The Inquiry was led by Professor R.A. Shooter, who found that while Janet was working at Birmingham Medical School, she was accidentally exposed to a strain of smallpox virus that had been grown in a research laboratory on the floor below her workplace and that the virus had most likely spread from that laboratory through ducting. Shooter’s conclusion on how the virus had spread was challenged in Court when Birmingham University was unsuccessfully prosecuted by the HSE for breach of Health and Safety legislation. Shooter’s name and reputation are not remembered with anything like the reverence of the names and reputations of those whose serious mismanagement and cavalier attitudes led to Janet’s death and could have resulted in a smallpox outbreak in Birmingham. Reginald Shooter however was a far more eminent medical microbiologist than those whose wrongdoing he investigated or those who opposed his evidence in Court.

As they used to say on ‘Blue Peter’, John Nettleton tells the story.

Janet was married to Joseph Parker, a Post Office engineer and they lived in Kings Norton, Birmingham. After several years as a police photographer Janet joined Birmingham Medical School, where she was employed as a medical photographer in the Anatomy Department. Janet often worked in a darkroom above a laboratory where research on smallpox viruses was being conducted.

 At the time of Janet’s death, a laboratory at Birmingham Medical School was conducting research on variants of smallpox virus known as ‘whitepox viruses’, which were considered to be a threat to the success of the WHO’s (World Health Organisation’s) smallpox eradication programme.

On 11 August 1978, Janet, who ‘had been vaccinated against smallpox’, fell ill; she had a headache and pains in her muscles. She developed spots that were thought to be a benign rash. On 20 August at 3 pm, she was admitted to East Birmingham (now Heartlands) Hospital and a clinical diagnosis of Variola major, the most serious type of smallpox, was made by consultant Professor Alasdair Geddes. By this time the rash had spread and covered all of Janet’s body, including the palms of her hands and soles of her feet and it was confluent on her face. At 10 pm she was on her way to Catherine-de-Barnes Isolation Hospital near Solihull. By 11 pm all Janet’s close contacts, including her parents, were placed in quarantine. Her parents were later also transferred to Catherine-de-Barnes. The next day, poxvirus infection was confirmed by Professor Henry Bedson, then Head of the smallpox laboratory at the Medical School, by electron microscopy of vesicle fluid, which Geddes had sampled from Parker’s rash. (Samples of the fluid were also collected for examination at the Regional Virus Laboratory, which was in East Birmingham Hospital). Janet died of smallpox at Catherine-de-Barnes on 11 September 1978.

Six days before Janet died, her 71-year-old father, Frederick Witcomb, of Kings Heath, died while in quarantine at Catherine-de-Barnes Hospital. He ‘appeared to have died following a cardiac arrest when visiting his daughter’. No postmortem was carried out on Frederick’s body because of the risk of smallpox infection, so there was no knowing why Frederick Witcomb did die, although accounts of the 1978 Birmingham smallpox outbreak always remember to mention that Frederick died following a cardiac arrest.

Special disease control measures were put into place for Janet’s funeral. Undertaker Ron Fleet was sent to Catherine-de-Barnes to collect her body and later described his memories: ‘When the day of the funeral arrived, the cars were given an escort by unmarked police vehicles just in case there was an accident…The body had to be cremated because there was a chance the virus could have thrived in the ground if Mrs Parker had been buried. All other funerals were cancelled that day and the Robin Hood Crematorium was thoroughly cleaned afterwards.’

Many people had close contact with Janet before she was admitted to hospital. The outbreak resulted in 260 people being immediately quarantined, several of them at Catherine-de-Barnes Hospital, including the ambulance driver who transported Janet. On 26 August, health officials fumigated Janet’s home and car. On 28 August, 500 people were placed in quarantine in their homes for two weeks. Of those potentially infected, only Janet’s mother, Hilda Witcomb, contracted the disease – assuming of course that Janet’s dad hadn’t – although Hilda survived. The other close contacts, which included two biomedical scientists from the Regional Virus Laboratory, were released from quarantine in Catherine-de-Barnes on 10 October 1978.

 

Over a year later, in October 1979, the University authorities fumigated the Medical School East Wing. The ward at Catherine-de-Barnes Hospital in which Janet had died was still sealed off five years after her death, all the furniture and equipment inside left untouched.

Birmingham Medical School had previous where smallpox was concerned. A similar outbreak had occurred at the Medical School in 1966, when Tony McLennan, who was also a medical photographer and worked in the same laboratory later used by Janet, contracted smallpox. He had a milder form of the disease, which was not diagnosed for eight weeks. Tony was not quarantined and there were at least 12 further cases in the West Midlands, five of whom were quarantined in Witton Isolation Hospital in Birmingham. There are no records of any formal enquiries on the source of this earlier outbreak despite concerns expressed by the then Head of the laboratory, Peter Wildy. Peter Wildy’s name is barely remembered, probably because of he dared raise concerns about Birmingham University 12 years before a second smallpox outbreak in identical circumstances resulted in a death.

On 6 September 1978, the day after Janet’s dad died, Professor Henry Bedson, then Head of the Microbiology Department at the University of Birmingham Medical School, died. On 1 September 1978 Bedson, while in quarantine at his home in Harborne, cut his throat in the garden shed and died at Birmingham Accident Hospital five days later. Henry Bedson’s suicide note read ‘I am sorry to have misplaced the trust which so many of my friends and colleagues have placed in me and my work.’ I have not found details of Bedson’s death. Cutting one’s throat is quite an effective way of killing oneself, but I have always presumed only if medical help did not arrive very soon. I can’t work out why Bedson would have survived five days and then died. Surely the hospital would have been able to stop the bleeding, guard against infection and do all the other necessaries and see Henry Bedson safely out of the other side of his injury.

In 1977, the WHO had told Henry Bedson that his application for his laboratory to become a Smallpox Collaborating Centre had been rejected. This was partly because of safety concerns; the WHO wanted as few laboratories as possible handling the virus. Bedson knew that his lab would be due for closure if he did not receive more funding and he therefore worked more rapidly, storing more samples.

Professor Reginald Shooter led the Inquiry following Janet’s death and his ‘Report of the investigation into the cause of the 1978 Birmingham smallpox occurrence’ was debated in Parliament and also played an important role in the Court case brought against the University by the HSE. The official publication of the Shooter Report was postponed until the outcome of the trial was known.

The Shooter Report was published in 1980. It noted that Bedson had failed to inform the authorities of changes in his research that could have affected safety. Shooter’s Inquiry discovered that the Dangerous Pathogens Advisory Group had inspected the laboratory on two occasions and each time recommended that the smallpox research be continued there, despite the fact that the facilities at the laboratory fell far short of those required by law. Several of the staff at the laboratory had received no special training. Inspectors from the WHO had told Bedson that the physical facilities at the laboratory did not meet WHO standards, but had nonetheless only recommended a few changes in laboratory procedure. Bedson misled the WHO about the volume of work handled by the laboratory, telling them that it had progressively declined since 1973, when in fact it had risen substantially as Bedson tried to finish his work before the laboratory closed. Shooter also found that while Janet had been vaccinated, it had not been done recently enough to protect her against smallpox, Janet’s vaccination having been in 1966.

The report concluded that Janet had been infected by a strain of smallpox virus called Abid, which was being handled in the smallpox laboratory during 24–25 July 1978. The virus could have travelled in air currents up a service duct from the laboratory below, to a room in the Anatomy Department that was used for telephone calls. On 25 July, Janet had spent much more time there than usual ordering photographic materials because the financial year was about to end.

On 1 December 1978 the HSE announced their intention to prosecute the University. The case was heard in November 1979. Expert evidence, presented by the defence and accepted by the magistrates, showed that sufficient virus material could not be produced by the laboratory to generate an infectious dose in the telephone room where Janet was supposedly infected. Although the source of infection was traced, the mode of transmission was not. A defence witness and ‘smallpox expert’ Kevin McCarthy claimed that 53,700 litres of virus suspension would have been required to generate an infectious dose in the telephone room. Although the Shooter Inquiry noted the poor state of sealing of ducting in the laboratory, it was claimed that ‘this was caused after the outbreak by engineers fumigating the laboratory and ducts’. The University was found not guilty of causing Janet’s death. In August 1981, following a formal claim for damages made by the trade union ASTMS (Association of Scientific, Technical and Managerial Staff) in 1979, Parker’s husband Joseph was awarded £25,000 in compensation.

Professor Reginald Shooter as awarded a CBE in the 1980 Birthday Honours. He retired in 1981 and, like P. Wildy, has all but disappeared from history, although he was alive until 2013.

In light of the Birmingham incident, all known stocks of smallpox were destroyed or transferred to one of two WHO reference laboratories which had BSL-4 facilities; the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC) in the US and the State Research Center of Virology and Biotechnology VECTOR in Koltsovo, Russia. Russia at the time obviously being considered a safer pair of hands with deadly viruses than the Top Doctors of Birmingham. Did anyone tell Thatch?

Now let us look in detail at a few of the key players in the disaster which led to panic in Birmingham in 1978.

Henry Bedson was the second son of Sir Sam Bedson, who had been Professor of Bacteriology at the London Hospital. Henry Bedson’s paternal grandfather, Peter Philips Bedson, was Professor of Chemistry at Newcastle University. Bedson’s mother was Dr Dorothea Annie Hoffert, who worked on aeroplane dopes and subsequently did research on oils and fats at the Lister Institute. His maternal grandfather was Henry Hoffert, a Senior Inspector of schools. Bedson was educated at Brighton, Hove and Sussex Grammar School and qualified from the London Hospital Medical College in 1952.

After jobs as a house officer and junior registrar, in 1955 Bedson joined the RAMC and served in Hong Kong until July 1957. During this period Bedson became a junior specialist in pathology and was also part-time demonstrator in morbid anatomy at the University of Hong Kong. In 1957 Bedson was back again at the London Hospital.

In 1958 Bedson embarked on his virological career and was appointed research fellow in the Department of Bacteriology at the University of Liverpool. In 1959 he became assistant lecturer and after one year was appointed a full lecturer. In 1964 he moved to the Department of Virology, University of Birmingham, being appointed senior lecturer and honorary NHS consultant in bacteriology and virology. In 1976 Bedson was appointed Professor and Head of the reconstituted Department of Medical Microbiology. He was in that post at the time of his death.

Bedson developed an interest in poxviruses while he was at Liverpool University. At Birmingham University, Bedson continued his work with poxviruses. Bedson was a member of the International Commission for the assessment of smallpox eradication in Pakistan and Afghanistan in 1976, and of the WHO informal group on monkeypox and related viruses.

In 1978 Henry Bedson was not the only person at Birmingham University who was flouting good practice and misleading people. Dr Dafydd Alun Jones’s mate Professor Robert Bluglass was in place at Birmingham University by then and Bluglass concealed serious crime, including that on the part of Dafydd and his gang, for decades. There was endemic corruption in the West Midlands Police as well as in the legal system in the West Midlands and a trafficking ring was at work in the region, with links to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. People in Birmingham University, particularly senior figures, knew about these matters and colluded with them.

The Chancellor of Birmingham University, 1973-83, was the naturalist and broadcaster Sir Peter Scott, who had links with a number of those who concealed the activities of Dafydd et al. See previous posts.

The Vice-Chancellor of Birmingham University, 1968-81, was Lord Robert Hunter. Hunter was a Top Doctor who must have known the extent to which things were unravelling in Birmingham University, particularly in the Medical School. Robert Brockie Hunter was the personal physician to Field Marshal Montgomery, 1944-45. Hunter was educated at George Watson’s College, Edinburgh, then studied Medicine at Edinburgh University, serving in the RAMC during WW II. After WWII, Hunter lectured at Edinburgh University and then moved on to St Andrew’s University and its associated Clinical Medicine Unit at Dundee University, where he was Chair of Materia Medica, Pharmacology and Therapuetics and was also Dean of the Faculty of Medicine, 1958-62. In 1963, after the thalidomide disaster, Hunter was appointed to the Ministry of Health Committee on Safety of Drugs, was Chairman of the Clinical Trials Sub-Committee and served on the Committee until 1968. Hunter was appointed VC of Birmingham University in 1968. From 1973 to 1980 Hunter was a member of the DHSS Independent Scientific Committee on Smoking and Health.

With a VC with a CV like that, no wonder no-one was going to allow Birmingham University to be successfully prosecuted for killing Janet Parker, even if there was smallpox on the loose, warnings had been ignored and a pack of lies told regarding the conditions and practices in the labs.

At the time of Janet’s death, Jim Callaghan was PM, the paedophiles’ bestest friend Lord David Ennals was Secretary of State for the DHSS (see previous posts) and Hunter was working as a DHSS adviser. The Secretary of State for the DHSS when overt warnings were issued that Bedson’s lab was dangerous was Battling Barbara Castle. Dr Death served as a Minister under Barbara and Jack Straw was her adviser. Jack Straw might not have known what a smallpox virus can do but surely Dr Death did. Thatch was PM by the time that the HSE prosecution failed and the dreadful Patrick Jenkin was Secretary of State for the DHSS (see previous posts). Hunter was still an adviser to the DHSS.

Furthermore, Hunter bagged a peerage in 1978, the year of the smallpox outbreak. He was probably nominated for his peerage before the outbreak – although I am not certain of that – but whenever he was nominated, a lot of things were happening in Bedson’s lab and the wider Medical School which should not have been.

Hunter ‘was an active participant’ in the Lords and was ‘a vocal supporter of the NHS’. The poor old Top Docs could do with Hunter now, but he turned his toes up in 1994.

That splendid organ of propaganda for dead Top Doctors, ‘Munk’s Roll, The Lives Of The Fellows Of The Royal College Of Physicians’, tells us that ‘In 1948 [Hunter] was appointed as a lecturer in clinical medicine at the University of St Andrews, whose clinical medical school was based in Dundee. The Principal of the University promptly promoted him to the position of Professor of Materia Medica, Pharmacology and Therapeutics. He was only 33. By any modern standards it was a remarkable appointment. He had by then published little more than a paper on a review of antihistamine drugs, in which he developed an abiding interest, and a contribution to the Practitioner on cough mixtures. Nevertheless, he settled to his new post with aplomb, delivering an arresting inaugural address on the contributions of science to therapeutics.’

I can see why there was a disaster in Birmingham Medical School when Lord Bob was at the helm. His inaugural address must have been a real laugh, what with Lord Bob having less experience of research than many PhD students would have had. The Principal of St Andrews who was so wowed by Lord Bob that he gave him a Chair on the basis of one review of antihistamines and a ‘contribution’ regarding cough mixtures was Sir James Colquhoun Irvine, a Scottish organic chemist. Irvine was the son of factory owner John Irvine. James Irvine’s tenure at St Andrews ‘saw the renovation and restoration of both buildings and traditions and his works are still talked of today‘. As are the works of Fred West. Irvine’s commitments spanned further than the University, ‘into higher education in Britain and the colonies’. He also served as acting Principal of University College Dundee.

During Lord Bob’s twenty years in Dundee ‘he developed a remarkable flair for administration and for successfully plodding the corridors of power. He…played a major role in the planning and development of the new teaching hospital at Ninewells which replaced the old Dundee Royal Infirmary. At the same time he was increasingly called upon to serve on important national committees. He was a member of the General Medical Council from 1962 to 1968, and from 1966 to 1968 was chairman of the medical subcommittee of the University Grants Committee, then supervising significant developments in the medical schools, particularly those recently established. He also served on the clinical research board of the Medical Research Council.’

So Lord Bob was among those on the GMC who ignored the outrages of Dafydd’s early career.

Munk’s Roll explains that it was Lord Bob’s work on the Committee on Safety of Drugs (the Dunlop Committee), which led later to his appointment as Chairman ‘of a departmental committee to assess research into safer smoking materials, the hazards of smoking by then being well established. Many fellow members of his profession considered that Hunter was supping with the devil in appearing to give succour to the tobacco industry by endorsing a supposedly safer cigarette. In fact, his committee’s first report gave only a qualified endorsement and in any case smokers throughout the world spurned the product. He never, however, fully appreciated the addictive powers of nicotine.’

In the same way that Lord Bob didn’t fully appreciate the killing powers of smallpox.

Lord Bob was traumatised after being appointed VC of Birmingham University. Not by Robert Bluglass concealing organised crime, but because Lord Bob arrived at Birmingham ‘at a time of widespread student unrest. Although he had never had to deal with student revolt in the calmer academic climes of Scotland, in Birmingham he at once encountered a student body prepared to confront authority. The students went on strike and for a while trapped the new vice-chancellor in his room. From there Hunter organized his response, arranging meetings of the University Senate in the nearby Queen Elizabeth Hospital. He was later to set up an external advisory group to advise on the improvement of internal relations. The group was chaired by Jo Grimond whose report was to lead to a number of more democratic but largely cosmetic changes in the structure and governance of the University.’

So Lord Bob and Jo Grimond entered into an HE equivalent of a patients’ consultation exercise then.

Lord Bob continued to impress: ‘The undoubted respect in which he was held outside Birmingham led to his appointment as chairman of the medical sub-committee of the Committee of Vice-Chancellors and Prinicipals between 1976 and 1981. He was knighted in 1977 and elevated to the House of Lords as a life peer in 1978.’

It was Sunny Jim Callaghan who dished out the honours to Lord Bob.

Munk’s Roll makes intriguing comments regarding the smallpox outbreak on Lord Bob’s watch: ‘A case was brought against the University by the Health and Safety Executive, but in the event the University was cleared in court. In retrospect few really believed the conclusion of the Shooter report and there were later to be allegations that the escape of smallpox virus was due to human relationships not revealed at the time.’

What can Munk’s Roll be referring to?

Hunter retired in 1981. He must have been the most dreadful old fart, because even Munk’s Roll admits that ‘He was never a charismatic figure, nor ever a volatile character, yet his quiet dignity, his deliberate manner and the care with which he prepared his contributions brought him universal respect.’ Munk’s Roll tells us that ‘He was described by his fellow peer, Lord Walton, as “a wise and thoughtful man with much compassion. His criticisms (and they were few) were always couched in terms calculated to make his point but never to wound.”‘

Lord John Walton was the Monster of Newcastle-upon-Tyne University, who in his capacity as President of the BMA, 1980-82; President of the GMC, 1982-89 and President of the Royal Society of Medicine, 1984-86, as well as in other roles, protected Dafydd and the sex traffickers for many years (see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’).

The Indie’s 1994 obituary for Lord Bob, written by Professor Owen Wade, illuminates the glories of Lord Bob’s life and career further: ‘We were both appointed to the Committee on Safety of Drugs, the Dunlop Committee, set up as a result of the thalidomide incident to ensure that, before a drug could be marketed, its manufacturer should show that appropriate tests had been done to demonstrate it was safe and effective. Hunter was the Chairman of the Clinical Trials Sub-Committee. There were new and challenging problems on whether and how new drugs should be marketed by the pharmaceutical industry. Our American cousins admired us as ‘a lean and spare apparatus for drug safety which operates at a tiny fraction of the cost of a comparable FDA operation’.

In 1964 Hunter became a member of the University Grants Commission and in 1966 became Chairman of its Medical Advisory Committee. By 1968 Hunter had been in his Chair at St Andrews for 20 years. He felt that it was time for a change and he accepted the invitation to become Vice-Chancellor of Birmingham University.

Despite Lord Bob’s Chairmanship of the UGC’s Medical Advisory Committee, Professor Owen Wade explained that after the upset of dealing with the protesting students, Lord Bob received a Cruel Blow, when he ‘found himself at the receiving end of assaults on university funding. It was a difficult time. The reduction in funds from 1971 onwards was not accompanied by the power to alter staff contracts. The reduction in staff had to be by voluntary retirement, and this was too often taken by the able and the competent who knew they could get good jobs elsewhere. Hunter resented this stupid way of culling staff; humane perhaps, but not very fair on students.’

Hunter might have ‘resented’ this, but Hunter was one of those who ensured that ‘voluntary retirement’ was offered in the face of the cuts which his own Committee had implemented. Hunter will have known that useless old gits would stay in their jobs because they wouldn’t be offered another one, yet the best staff would bag the redundancy cash and move on to another post. This has happened in every round of university ‘cuts’ that has ever been implemented. When I was working at Bangor University, I and other research fellows rolled around laughing when people in senior lecturing jobs who had done nothing for 20 years were offered money by the VC to bugger off and retire, but they refused to accept on the grounds that ‘he’s not offering us enough’. Why would any of them have ever accepted the deal? The research fellows and a few of the hard working senior academics did absolutely everything, the Moribund Ones didn’t even come into the University on more than two days/week, why would they wave good-bye to a salary of £50k or more for doing nothing when they could stay there until retirement and then pocket pensions far more generous than their younger colleagues will receive?Peeling Oniontown - VICE

It is clear from Wade’s obituary for Lord Bob that Wade played a part in the events which led to the smallpox outbreak as well: ‘I was particularly grateful to Bob Hunter for the steadfast support which he gave me and my Faculty when a member of our staff contracted and died of smallpox. There were allegations that our Department of Virology, which was doing important work for the World Health Organisation in controlling smallpox, had been and was a hazard to the citizens of Birmingham. Hunter knew that this was nonsense, bore the brunt of criticism with quiet dignity and in the end was fully vindicated: the case brought by the Health and Safety Executive was dismissed and it was clear that the standard of care and competence in our laboratory was as high if not higher than in the only other laboratories in Britain where smallpox virus was held’.

Denying absolutely everything was a strategy that worked well for Lord Bob. Wade lets us know that in the Lords, Lord Bob ‘was a member of the Select Committee on Science and Technology and he was deeply concerned with EEC problems in Brussels’.

Professor Owen Lyndon Wade was himself described by the Royal College of Physicians ‘one of the founding fathers of clinical pharmacology and therapeutics in the UK’. Wade was born in Penarth, South Wales. His father James Owen David Wade was a surgeon. Owen Wade was of a similar vintage to Gwynne the lobotomist.

Wade was educated at Emmanuel College, Cambridge and UCL and subsequently worked as a clinical assistant at the Pneumoconiosis Research Unit in South Wales, 1948-51. Dafydd’s and Tony Francis’s mate and protector Professor Kenneth Rawnsley, later of Cardiff University, was associated with that Unit early in his career. Ken’s wife Dr Elinor Kapp was a child psychiatrist who was a key figure in one of the medical charidees in south Wales established by child molester George Thomas. See previous posts (eg. The Discovery Of A Whole New Galaxy…’) for information on Kenneth Rawnsley and Elinor.

Owen Wade was appointed as a Lecturer in Medicine at Birmingham University in 1951, rising to Senior Lecturer. In 1957, he became Professor of Therapeutics and Pharmacology at Queen’s University, Belfast. In 1971 he returned to Birmingham, to the post of Professor of Therapeutics and Clinical Pharmacology, from which he retired in 1986. Wade was Dean of Birmingham Medical School, 1978-84. So he knew Bluglass as well then and was also Dean when Dr Tony Francis’s pal and protector Ian Brockington was given a Chair at Birmingham Medical School after Francis relocated to north Wales to join Dafydd and the gang (see post ‘Ian Brockington’s Mischief’).

Dafydd’s mate Robert Bluglass studied Medicine at St Andrews. He will have been a student at St Andrews while Lord Bob worked there and then Bluglass rocked up in Birmingham when Lord Bob was VC of that University. Then Brockington joined the crew in Birmingham.

There is absolutely nothing ‘independent’ about the independent clinical opinions of the Top Doctors.

Owen Wade ‘oversaw the modernisation and 1981 relaunch of the British National Formulary’, published by the BMA and Pharmaceutical Society of Great Britain. This was described by Munk’s Roll as Wade’s ‘greatest legacy’. In 1978 Owen became Chairman of the Formulary Committee and led the team which transformed the BNF from a dusty old text full of Latin and chemistry into the gripping read which it is today. Which interestingly enough, although being the ‘Bible’ for prescribing Top Docs, is ignored by some of them. Particularly Dr Richard Tranter, who before he made a run for it to New Zealand a few years ago, worked at the Hergest Unit and prescribed me a combination of drugs which the BNF clearly flags up as being neurotoxic, leading to psychosis and possibly death (see post ‘Why So Many Die So Early’). Being the ‘difficult non-compliant’ person that I am, I of course didn’t take the drugs prescribed by Richard, which saved my bacon. Richard Tranter is a psychopharmacologist, supposedly one of the global leaders in this speciality. So what’s your explanation then Richard?

Richard prescribed the lethal combination after Brown and I published our first paper about the mental health services in north Wales and were planning a follow-up book.

Owen Wade’s three brothers also qualified in medicine. Two of his brothers became surgeons, one in Cardiff and one in Edinburgh, the other became a GP working in London. When Owen became a Professor in Belfast, ‘they had the UK well-covered’.

As a teenager, Owen ‘would help his father giving the anaesthetics (cloth and bottle) and began learning to do the operations. Well before starting his clinical course he had removed an appendix, repaired a hernia and enucleated a prostate – all performed rapidly before the anaesthetic wore off‘. The legality of the teenaged unqualified Owen’s operating is not clarified. Presumably Owen’s dad viewed Owen’s help with the operations in the same way that farmers do when their 14 year old children drive the tractor around the farm.

It’s just as well that Owen had been operating before medical school, because when he began his clinical training at UCL, ‘there was a shortage of clinical senior medical staff’ and Owen ‘recalled that students had to look after themselves and take clinical responsibility at a very early stage. On one occasion, he had to deliver a baby on the platform of Warren Street tube station. Coping with the spectators was a challenge, but he used the old trick of sending them off to find boiling water’.

‘Now don’t you worry dear, we’ll soon get that baby out. I’m not qualified, there aren’t even any lecturers at my medical school, but I’ve been treating patients since I was knee-high to a pompous old git.’

WW II provided Owen with ‘lots of excitement and he and the staff often had to take cover. In his obstetrics exam in January 1945, he was trying to talk about placenta praevia with Hilda Lloyd whilst conscious of the sound of an approaching V-1 bomb. Sensing her increasing concern, he asked if they should both get under the table, which they did. They were not hit and he passed the exam.’

Thank God the lady on the platform at Warren Street tube didn’t have placenta praevia, Owen hadn’t learnt about that then and he’d have probably killed her. ‘That bloody placenta hasn’t appeared yet, I’ll just give this a tug…’

Owen Wade married Margaret Burton, a dentist, which he said was the best thing that he ever did. We are not told whether Margaret began drilling and extracting when she was still at school.

Munk’s Roll supplies yet more terrifying details of Wade’s career. At Birmingham University ‘Owen was the first person to catheterise a normal subject at rest and during exercise. It was his team leader who kindly left a letter absolving his colleagues if anything went wrong, like sudden death. Nothing did go wrong, and Owen was catheterised by him at the next session. In total 12 subjects were studied, including the ward sister and the catheter team nurse – both willing volunteers. There was no ethics committee and no defibrillator.’

And if there was a death no-one would have admitted it. So we do not actually know that ‘nothing did go wrong’. Furthermore, the ward sister and team nurse almost certainly were not ‘willing volunteers’, in those days Angels followed orders no matter how dangerous. If they were told to volunteer, they will have.

‘In 1957 Belfast Medical School wanted to establish an active clinical pharmacology unit and appointed Owen. He was just 36, and had only been a senior lecturer for five months, had had no special training in clinical pharmacology and no specific interest in therapeutics. The department had one senior technician, who was a great asset, but no other staff and he was offered a few beds on someone else’s ward. He was there from 1957 to 1971.’

This is sounding like an Everyday Story of a Father of Modern Medicine.

Owen ‘set about devising a course, putting together a lecture programme and planning practical classes, having never done anything like this before. He gave all the lectures and ran all the practicals. He soon complemented the lectures with interactive road shows, discussing the management of specific patients with a panel of students whilst the rest of the class listened, learned and joined in. These were very clinically relevant and became very popular. Over the early years his clinical work prospered and he became the first consultant to have beds in both teaching hospitals.’

Owen may have simply been amazing. But if he wasn’t, no-one would have admitted that.

‘In 1961 it became clear that thalidomide taken during pregnancy caused very severe, often fatal, abnormalities in the foetus. Many babies were born with phocomelia. His response was positive. He tried to find out how much thalidomide had been prescribed in N Ireland and by whom. This proved impossible, but he was able prospectively to quantify all the drugs prescribed by each GP in Northern Ireland and subsequently worked with colleagues to obtain comparable data for Norway, Sweden, Czechoslovakia and West Germany.’

So if all this data was available, why was it ‘impossible’ for Wade to find out who prescribed thalidomide in N Ireland and how much? Prescriptions were easy traceable at the time, the data that Owen needed was recent and N Ireland is a small place. There will not have been millions of babies born during the relevant period, let alone millions with phocomelia. The number of such babies born in N Ireland will have been in single figures. Owen could have literally knocked on the door of every mother with a young child and found out who had prescribed thalidomide. Phocomelia is such a rare condition that it’s not as if mothers in N Ireland who gave birth to babies without limbs won’t have noticed. This was N Ireland in the early 1960s. Virtually all the mothers will have had one GP throughout their pregnancy, that GP would probably have treated them for years and very probably their parents as well. The GP’s own father could well have practised as a Top Doctor in the same community.

Whoever did prescribe thalidomide in N Ireland must have heaved a huge sigh of relief that Owen wasn’t able to trace them.

Munk’s Roll states that Owen Wade ‘used the computer-based system used in Northern Ireland to pay the pharmacists, and became the first person to use computers in this type of research, and the first to produce numerical data on drug utilisation. These tools fed his interest in adverse drug reactions and he wrote some of the earliest papers and books on this subject.’

But Owen just couldn’t find out who prescribed thalidomide…

Munk’s Roll explains that ‘The nation was horrified by the thalidomide disaster. At that time there was no legal framework for assessing new drugs, no system for monitoring the safety of drugs already on the market and no means of communicating rapidly with prescribers about safety concerns. In 1963 the Government set up the Committee on Safety of Drugs, the so-called ‘Dunlop Committee’, named after the chairman, Sir Derrick Dunlop [Munk’s Roll, Vol.VII, p.170]. Owen was a founder member and subsequently went on to chair the Committee on the Review of Medicines, the adverse drugs reaction subcommittee and became a member of the Medicines Commission, which set up and oversaw the regulatory committee structure.’

The parents of children born with disabilities as a result of thalidomide had to drag the Gov’t and the pharmaceutical company involved kicking and screaming into an admission that their children had been harmed and the battle to gain the (inadequate) compensation was huge and took years. Little wonder it was Owen ‘I just don’t know which Top Doc prescribed that’ Wade who was appointed a founder member of the Dunlop Committee.

Owen Wade’s ‘Deanship of Birmingham Medical School started at a minute past midnight on 1 September; by midday, he had had to shut half the medical school and his Professor of Virology had cut his own throat and was dying’.

By the time that Wade was appointed Dean, Birmingham University knew that Janet Parker had contracted smallpox and knew that the University could possibly be responsible for an outbreak affecting hundreds of people. What better Dean to have appointed to ensure that allegations of malpractice would be like water off a duck’s back and the culprits would be ‘impossible’ to trace?

Munk’s Roll tells us that ‘Trade union power in 1978 was at its peak and the Association of Scientific, Technical and Managerial Staffs (ASTMS) made life very difficult. However, Owen did well. He took command, learnt all about smallpox, took expert advice, kept the relevant documents in good order, looked after his staff and they gave him a lot of support. The medical school was battered but unbowed and lived to fight another day. Four of his professors became presidents of their respective colleges.’

I bet that Owen’s staff ‘gave him a lot of support’. Just think of the alternative if he didn’t win this battle…

Regarding the ASTMS making ‘life very difficult’. The ASTMS later became MSF. When I worked at St George’s Hospital Medical School, the MSF reps were corrupt and wielded power entirely by using their knowledge of the wrongdoing of the equally corrupt but much more powerful Top Doctors. Top Doctors are incredibly hierarchical and usually drip with contempt for anyone who is not a Top Doctor. They treat the lab staff – not so much the research staff, but the lab staff carrying out the routine work – appallingly. When anything ever goes wrong, the Top Doctors blame Angels or other staff, such as lab staff. You bet that the ASTMS would have been difficult, but it won’t have been anything to do with it being 1978 and trade union power being at its height. It was because ASTMS needed to ensure that one of their own wasn’t blamed for the smallpox outbreak, needed to get a compensation deal for Janet Parker’s family, but most importantly ASTMS could see that if they played their cards right over the smallpox outbreak, Christmas had come. I worked at St George’s between 1989-91. Thatch had finished off the union movement and the corrupt MSF rep in the Dept of Obs and Gynae at St George’s, David Hole, wasn’t a Trot, he was a leading light in Wandsworth SDP. Hole was surrounded by rich Top Docs concealing a trafficking ring, drug dealing and perpetrating research fraud and they also had celebrity patients and friends, one of whom was the biggest light entertainment star in the UK at the time. David Hole and his mates had a lorra lorra laffs by acquiring the dirt on their senior colleagues.Pigs feeding from a metal trough at feeding time on the ...

At the time of the smallpox outbreak in Birmingham, the General Secretary of the ASTMS was Clive Jenkins, the self-indulgent slimebag who was substantially responsible for orchestrating the arrangements which resulted in the Windbag becoming leader of the Labour Party in 1983 . For more information about Clive Jenkins, see post ‘I Warn You…’.. Jenkins and his associates became powerful because of the knowledge that they had of the wrongdoing of professionals like the Top Doctors. If Jenkins had found out that a cleaning lady had done a bit of shoplifting it would have been neither here nor there. But in 1978 Jenkins found out that the idiocy and lies of some of the UK’s most ’eminent’ Top Doctors had put the lives of the population of Birmingham at risk. I don’t know how Jenkins and those close to him used that info – including the info that was never made public and the info that was involved in the cover-up that was the failed HSE prosecution – but they will have definitely used it.

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In 1978 the full-time Health and Safety Director of the ASTMS was Sheila McKechnie. Sheila remained with ASTMS until her appointment as Chief Executive of the charity Shelter in 1985. After ten years there, McKechnie left to become Head of the Consumers’ Association. In 2001 McKechnie said: ‘I am a fully paid-up member of the awkward squad and will remain so for the rest of my life. No government would ever feel entirely comfortable with me or the association because we are both fiercely, fiercely independent.’

When she was a student at Edinburgh University, McKechnie was a close friend of Gordon Brown. Although she was fiercely independent of Gov’t of course. Awkward Sheila became Dame Sheila in 2001, when her old mate Gordon was Chancellor of the Exchequer.

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McKechnie was diagnosed with cancer in 1997 and died in 2004. If Dame Sheila had only been a little more awkward during her lifetime and had not kept quiet about the scams and research fraud on the part of Top Docs and their colleagues, the clinical outcomes for cancer patients in the UK might be rather better than they are at present. Dame Sheila was an activist in the Wimmin’s Movement. So that’s why she remained silent about the abuse and trafficking of vulnerable women and girls within the welfare system of the UK.

Following the Dame’s death the Sheila McKechnie Foundation was established to support a new generation of campaigners.

Clive Jenkins’s proud boast was that he unionised the middle classes. Indeed he did. Thatch destroyed the NUM, the print unions and most of the unions representing what were considered to be working class people. The NHS, universities and schools remained unionised. The BMA is the most powerful trade union in the UK. It tells Gov’ts of every political hue what to do and how much to pay Top Docs.Peeling Oniontown - VICE

The ASTMS was created in 1969 when ASSET (the Association of Supervisory Staffs, Executives and Technicians) merged with the AScW (the Association of Scientific Workers) under the leadership of joint General Secretaries Clive Jenkins of ASSET and John Dutton of the AScW. ASSET, the larger of the two unions, began as the National Foremen’s Association and chiefly represented supervisors in metal working and transport. Covering both the public and private sectors, AScW largely represented laboratory and technical workers in universities, the NHS and in chemical and metal manufacturing. The AScW could name half-a-dozen Nobel prize winners amongst its membership.

Between 1962-70 Ken Livingstone worked at the Chester Beatty cancer research labs looking after the research animals and during this time Livingstone helped found a branch of ASTMS to fight redundancies imposed by company bosses. Ken won’t have missed the opportunity to put what he witnessed going on at the Chester Beatty labs to good use in his later political career.

By the end of 1970 Clive Jenkins had become sole General Secretary of the union. Jenkins kept ASTMS in the public’s eye, within 15 years the union had expanded from 65,000 members to a figure approaching 500,000. This was achieved both by individual recruitment and by merging with small unions and staff associations, such as the Managers’ and Overlookers’ Society, Medical Practitioners’ Union, the United Commercial Travellers’ Association of Great Britain and Ireland, the Union of Insurance Staff and the Prudential Assurance Staff Association. The number of mergers was eventually to exceed 30.

In 1988 ASTMS merged with TASS, the federated white collar section of the AUEW (Amalgamated Union of Engineering Workers) to form MSF. On January 1, 2002 MSF was to amalgamate with the AEEU, a successor to AUEW) to form Amicus. On 1 May 2007 Amicus merged with the TGWU to form UNITE.

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I suspect that those four unidentified professors from Birmingham Medical School who were in post at the time of the smallpox outbreak and who later just happened to become Presidents of their respective Royal Colleges, used their knowledge of life behind the scenes in the smallpox lab as skilfully as Lord Clive Jenkins and Dame Sheila did.

 

Another Top Doctor who had a great deal to do with the Birmingham smallpox outbreak but who’s career suffered no deleterious consequences was Henry Bedson’s friend and senior colleague, Thomas Henry Flewett. In 1956 Flewett had been appointed consultant virologist to East Birmingham Hospital, where he established the Regional Virus Laboratory. Flewett was a member of the senior management team of East Birmingham (now Heartlands) Hospital overseeing Bedson. Flewett was ultimately responsible for the disaster over which Bedson killed himself. It was Flewett who ordered his staff to fumigate the smallpox laboratory with formaldehyde after Janet Parker’s death. Why Flewett told them to do that is a mystery, because formaldehyde would not eradicate smallpox viruses. Formaldehyde is very good at killing and preserving living tissue, but the only characteristics of ‘life’ that viruses have are that they replicate. There is still debate as to whether viruses are ‘alive’ or whether they are merely self-replicating pieces of DNA or RNA. It was also Flewtt who ordered the ward where Janet was cared for to be fumigated. The building at East Birmingham Hospital housing that fumigated ward was later demolished, probably in order to conceal how hopelessly inadequate it was as a location in which to treat a patient with smallpox, even by the standards of 1978. Here’s the scene of the fuckwittery:

It doesn’t inspire confidence does it. Well just take a look at the back of the Medical School building which housed the lab in which Bedson carried out his work with smallpox and the rooms above that lab, in which Janet worked:

The location of the smallpox laboratory (bottom) and the rooms where Parker worked (above):

 

Flewett was a founder member (and subsequently Fellow) of the Royal College of Pathologists and was elected a Fellow of the Royal College of Physicians of London in 1978. He was Chairman of the WHO Steering Committee on Viral Diarrhoeal Diseases, 1990–3, and a member until 1996. Flewett’s Birmingham lab was a WHO Reference and Research Centre for Rotavirus Infections from 1980 until his retirement in 1987. Flewett was a member of the Board of the Public Health Laboratory Service (now Public Health England), 1977-83 and was Chairman of the Public Health Laboratory Service Committee on Electron Microscopy from 1977-87.

Flewett was born in India where his father was a member of the Imperial Forestry Service. Flewett’s father was also a member of the Indian Reserve Army. Flewett was educated at Campbell College, Belfast and qualified as a Top Doctor from Queen’s University, Belfast. He worked at the Royal Victoria Hospital in Belfast and then as a demonstrator at Queen’s University Belfast for two years. Between 1948 and 1951, Flewett worked at the National Institute for Medical Research at Mill Hill. This led to his first use of electron microscopy, ‘in which he became a leading authority’.

Flewett’s work on rotaviruses brought him international recognition. He was one of the first western virologists to be invited to the People’s Republic of China (in 1983) to lecture. He was a judge for the King Faisal International Prize in 1983, which was awarded to Professor John S. Fordtran, Dr William B. Greenough III and Professor Michael Field, for their work on oral rehydration in reducing mortality and morbidity due to cholera and other acute infectious diarrhoeal diseases. Flewett travelled widely as a WHO consultant to most countries in which childhood diarrhoea is a major problem.

 

I noticed the reference to ‘magistrates’ with regard to the 1979 HSE prosecution of Birmingham University. This suggests that lay people heard the case and it was those lay people who rejected all the evidence suggesting that Birmingham University were hugely culpable where Janet Parker’s death was concerned. Unless one of those involved just happened to be a microbiologist, it might have been very difficult for them to weigh up the conflicting evidence presented to them by different Top Doctors, all stressing their ‘expertise’ in the matter. The same situation prevails today. Yesterday morning Radio 4 broadcast a programme in which various people reviewed the newspapers and one story discussed was the recent US Court case in which it was found that the weedkiller Round-Up was responsible for someone’s cancer. The manufacturers of Round-Up have been ordered to hand over a great deal of dosh. There didn’t seem to be any awareness on the part of the Radio 4 guests that there is no firm opinion on whether Round Up (ie. glyphosate) does cause cancer. The argument has raged for quite some time now, but a link has not been demonstrated in the way that the link between tobacco smoking and lung cancer has. The American jury could well have been unaware that the alleged carcinogenic properties of glyphosate are still very much a matter of debate. Someone on the radio also believed that glyphosate presents a risk because people spray it on their gravel paths to keep the weeds down. No, if there is a risk it is from the agricultural use of glyphosate. Some farmers drench their crops in the stuff and indeed in the 1980s, the Agriculture Dept at UCNW (Bangor University) recommended this practice to the students. Add in dishonest expert witnesses and how a jury is ever supposed to get to the truth I cannot understand.

 

BBC News Wales reported yet another good news NHS story – there’s a great many of them in these days of special measures and ever-worsening NHS performance – precisely that the crack team of Top Doctors at the University Hospital of Wales in Cardiff carried out ‘six kidney transplants in 30 hours’. Dr Mike Stephen, one of the transplant surgeons, mentioned that the theatres used for transplant surgery competed with space for other emergency surgery. As no additional operating theatres have been built, assuming that this story of six transplants in 30 hours is true, it can only mean that if a major incident had occurred – multiple car crash, train crash, a plane crash, industrial accident/explosion etc – that there would have been insufficient capacity in the theatres at UHW to deal with it. Aren’t hospitals supposed to organise matters to ensure that there is always sufficient capacity to allow for a major incident? UHW isn’t on top of Snowdon, it’s in Wales’s biggest city where a major incident could happen.

It was explained by delighted Top Doc Mike Stephen that Wales is now ‘the envy of the world’ because with regard to organ donation, it has ‘the highest rates of consent in the UK, after having previously had the lowest’. This is not true. A recent change in the law in Wales means that now, unless someone actively states that they do not wish their organs to be used for donation, the Top Docs can assume consent. Even if consent has not been given. This massive far-reaching change in the legal ownership of the bodies of the citizens of Wales – they now belong to the state, not the individual – was rushed through with the minimum of debate on the back of an advertising campaign featuring the usual eg. pictures of stylised hearts and other organs, shots of Angels holding the hands of patients and the promise that if the legal change took place, Doctors Would Be Able To Help.

I do not have any problems with organ donation but the main reason why there were so many anecdotes regarding people who carried organ donor cards but who’s relatives ‘were too upset to say yes’ at the time of death, was that the circumstances of so many of those deaths in Wales’s hospitals were just so distressing. The communication between staff and relatives was frequently terrible and if one’s nearest and dearest has had the sort of death that Ann Clwyd’s husband had in the University Hospital of Wales, one is not going to agree to organ donation. No-one addressed this issue, there was simply a command sent out – your organs now belong to the state.

One reason why awful death bed scenes may not have been addressed is that the Health Minister who pushed the presumed consent Measure through was Edwina Hart. Edwina knew just what a bloody dreadful state Wales’s hospitals were in, she knew that the NHS had become a site of considerable confrontation and she knew the sort of experiences that people were having as their relatives lay dying. Dealing with that was much too steep a mountain to climb, so Edwina Passed A Cuddly Fluffy Law. But in the hands of some of those who are running Wales’s NHS, it is not a Cuddly Fluffy Law, it conjures up the sort of scene in Python’s ‘Life Of Brian’, where two dodgy looking characters find their way into an older lady’s home, explain that they’d like her to donate her organs to medical science and then slaughter her.

I note that the good news story regarding Edwina’s Bright Idea appeared a few days after I mentioned on this blog the criminal activities of the former Chair and CEO of the NW Wales NHS Trust, Elfed Roberts and Martin Jones. It was Edwina who failed to deal with those two, despite me sending her enough evidence to have both of them prosecuted. Elfed disappeared from public view, only to quietly re-emerge as a member of the Welsh Ambulance Trust, an appointment made by one Edwina Hart. Martin was recycled into the newly created Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board. Edwina hated Elfed and Martin and they hated her, but they all had so much crap on each other that, as with Ken Clarke’s battle with the BMA in the late 1980s, no-one won. Edwina and the Top Docs loathed each other as well, it was the BMA who organised the Edwina Out campaign. Ah, but this blog is detailing serious crimes on the part of the BMA too. It’s a Rainbow Alliance against Service Shenanigans!

I wish the Rainbow Alliance all the best and I look forward to the next bit of propaganda. The Rainbow Alliance have obviously forgotten that not only do I have 10,000 documents detailing serious crime, but that I haven’t blogged about all the evidence that I have. I’ve also been sent documents relating to other people’s cases that I haven’t even mentioned.

By the way Rainbow Alliance, wasn’t it at the UHW in which the wrong kidney was removed from a patient? The only healthy kidney that he had? He died didn’t he? Now, as I have recently blogged about the close and chummy relationship that the child molester George Thomas had with the UHW, perhaps the Rainbow Alliance would like to clarify whether it was the UHW which treated Thomas for an STI in 1984 but backed up Leo Abse’s plan to issue a press release stating that George had prostate trouble; clarify whether the NHS were footing any part of the bill for George’s bungaloid that was on the doorstep of the UHW; and tell us all how George Thomas managed to wangle such a massive proportion of the hospital building budget for the development of the UHW when the rest of Wales was left with inadequate provision.

One more thing Rainbow Alliance. Among all the other wrongdoing and chaos at the UHW, can you please enlighten us all regarding Mrs Walker’s flagship fertility unit which was alleged to be in operation in the late 1980s at the UHW?  Mrs Walker was a little old lady who didn’t seem to know a great deal about fertility treatment but she was agreeing to treat pretty much anyone who arrived at her door if they had the cash. I don’t know how, because there were bugger all fertility specialists there and there weren’t the labs needed to run a successful fertility unit either. I could find no reference to Mrs Walker’s work when I researched her so I presume that she hadn’t done any. Mrs Walker’s right hand woman didn’t have a PhD and I don’t think that she knew much about fertility treatment either. So what was going on then?

Now you don’t really want me to mention anything else that was going on at the UHW do you? Such as the death of the medical student Philip Jones in 1984, after he volunteered for a clinical trial? Cardiff maintained that Philip’s death was unrelated to the trial, but Philip spent his final days in a London teaching hospital and they did not agree with Cardiff’s stated cause of death. Only no-one was told that the London hospital concluded that Philip’s death was everything to do with that drug trial.

Then there was the Dean of Medicine at Cardiff who was giving his friends places on the Medicine degree, even though they didn’t reach the entry criteria.

Ooh, what about the scores of complaints from the women who had given birth in one particular ward at the UHW, the ward that had such a bad reputation that those in the know made sure that they didn’t give birth there?

I’ll keep my many other accounts of UHW Experiences for the next time that the Rainbow Alliance make a media appearance… Perhaps they could find an area of medicine to boast about of which I do not have knowledge of the most dreadful scams or misconduct?

Dr Mike Stephen, being a transplant surgeon of many years experience, will remember the scandal involving Dr Michael Bewick in the early 1990s. Michael Bewick was a London transplant surgeon who stood accused of performing kidney transplants on Turkish peasants who had been paid for their organs. The scandal came to light after one such Turkish man came forward and claimed that he had not consented to organ donation, he had woken up in London after having been told that he was to undergo some other procedure while ‘on a free holiday to London’ only to find himself minus one kidney. Bewick maintained that he had no idea that the Turks were being paid for their kidneys and that there was never an operation carried out which had not involved informed consent. The GMC found Bewick guilty of serious professional misconduct. His punishment? He was banned from private practice and ordered to ‘work within the NHS’ for I think it was two years. That is the Top Docs’ view of the NHS. The NHS gets the crap that the Top Docs themselves don’t want. I knew a Top Doc at the time of that case who knew Michael Bewick and they assured me that he knew exactly what was going on with regard to those Turkish peasants…

At the time of the Bewick scandal there had been reports of dead bodies washed up on beaches in Turkey which had undergone recent removal of the kidneys. There was much public incredulity and ‘this can’t really have happened’. Well I would not have thought that a police officer known to be corrupt could be thrown out of the North Wales Police by the Chief Constable for er corruption and then be appointed as Chair of an NHS Trust, unlawfully refuse a patient all NHS treatment, have her arrested twice unlawfully, disappear from his job in a blaze of scandal and bad publicity and then be given further appointments as a member of the Board of the Welsh Ambulance Trust and as a governor at Bangor University where he subsequently Chaired the Fair Practice Committee. It happened and we have Edwina Hart to thank for it.

The new Chairman of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board will be taking up his position within weeks. It is Mark Polin, who has just stood down as the Chief Constable of the North Wales Police. The North Wales Police who have failed to bring any prosecutions against anyone in the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board, despite scandal after scandal and police investigations.

I am no longer in Wales, so if I am involved in a serious accident and someone has their eye on my kidneys, I hope that the chances of documentation being destroyed/fabricated and lies being told following my death from clinical negligence to allow the harvesting of my organs is rather less than it would otherwise be. Although I can’t be 100% certain, after all Michael Bewick was not in Wales…

 

Previous blog posts and recent comments added to posts have discussed the activities of the Dreadful Professors Irvine – Fiona, an Angel who was complicit with the abuse of patients and the most frightful workplace bully and her husband Stuart. The Irvines previously both worked at Bangor University and when one brave PhD student went to the HR Dept to make representation about Fiona’s appalling behaviour, he was asked not to make a formal complaint because Fiona ‘is not a nice lady’ and was expected to make a counter complaint against the student. Who had suffered a breakdown at the hands of Fiona. Another source told me that the Irvines had both lined up new jobs for themselves at another university but were conspiring to bring a case against Bangor in order to screw some dosh out of the institution as a golden goodbye. I’m not sure whether that plan did work but imagine my surprise when just weeks later, Stuart and Fiona left for Chairs at Glyndwr University!

The Chancellor of Glyndwr University had been paedophiles’ friend Trevor Jones, but he had been succeeded by Jon Shortridge (see post ‘A Vampire At Glyndwr University!’). Sir Jon Shortridge is a civil servant who served as the Permanent Secretary of the Welsh Office from March 1999 and then of the National Assembly of Wales from its creation in May 1999. Shortridge became Permanent Secretary of the Welsh Assembly Gov’t on its establishment as a separate institution in May 2007 and left the post at the end of April 2008. Which was when Elfed Roberts, Chair of the NW Wales NHS Trust, was having me unlawfully arrested and refusing me NHS treatment and Edwina Hart was failing to deal with it. It was also when Fiona Irvine was abusing her position at Bangor University.

In 2009, Shortridge was brought back as interim Permanent Secretary of the Dept for Innovation, Universities and Skills. Mandelson was the Secretary of State for that Dept and his right hand woman was someone who had grown up on Anglesey, the daughter of Ron Evans, who for years worked as a lawyer for Gwynedd County Council. Ron was the lawyer who, in the wake of the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal, told everyone that what had happened was so serious and so inexcusable that none of them must ever say a word about it to anyone. I know that because Ron’s wife told me. She worked as a lecturer at Bangor University. She is (or was) also a magistrate. Documents in my possession with Ron’s signature on them detail perjury and conspiracy in an attempt to have me imprisoned. The names of colluding officers from the North Wales Police also appear on those documents. See previous posts for details.

The documents with Ron Evans’s name and signature on are from the late 1980s/early 1990s. Jon Shortridge joined the Welsh Office in 1984. I first complained about Dafydd and the gang to Keith Best, a Welsh Office Minister in 1985. Between 1987 and 1988 Shortridge was Private Secretary to two Secretaries of State for Wales, Nicholas Edwards and Peter Walker. Throughout this time the sex trafficking gang caused havoc in north Wales and complaints about the NHS and social services were simply ignored. From 1988 to 1992 Shortridge  was Head of the Welsh Office’s Finance Division. He undertook the Senior Management Review of the Welsh Office in 1995 and was appointed Director of Economic Affairs in 1997, with responsibility for establishing the National Assembly for Wales.

So Sir Jon, did Ron Evans tell you too never to say a word to anyone because what happened was so serious and inexcusable? And how exactly did the delightful Fiona and Stuart let you know that they had all the shit on you and that they’d both like Chairs at Glyndwr University?

Sir Jon was educated at Chichester High School for Boys, then St Edmund Hall, Oxford and then Edinburgh University.

In December 2002, Sir Jon was summoned by the Audit Committee of the National Assembly of Wales in order to be questioned over delays and rising costs surrounding the construction of a new debating chamber, which was to become the Senedd. £250,000 of taxpayers’ money was spent on a legal dispute with sacked architects, the Richard Rogers Partnership. Sir Jon stated during the hearing that the design submitted by the Richard Rogers Partnership would not have been eligible for the original competition if the true costs had been known. The saga of the design for the Senedd and the Richard Rogers Partnership being commissioned is covered in an earlier post on this blog (see post ‘Have The Lambs Stopped Screaming?’). The man largely responsible for it all was the former Secretary of State for Wales, Ron ‘I was looking for badgers’ Davies.

In 2010 Jeremy Colman, the Auditor General for Wales, was imprisoned for the possession of child porn (see post ‘The Reality Is, There Is No Problem’). His position as Auditor General was succeeded by Huw Vaughan Thomas, who had been the Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council for some of the years when the paedophile gang flourished in the Council’s children’s homes (see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’). Huw’s son worked in the National Audit Office for Wales and Huw’s his wife, Enid Rowlands, was a Director of the North Wales Health Authority and is/was also a key figure in the Solicitors’ Regulation Authority (see post ‘Dirty Rotten Scoundrels’). Huw and Enid have numerous other links with the paedophiles’ friends which stretch back many years, as detailed in previous posts…

Fiona Irvine didn’t stay at Glyndwr University long, within a few short months she bagged a Chair of Nursing at Liverpool John Moores University. This is a woman who was unable to assess the work of a PhD student appropriately because her own grasp of the sociology of health was so shaky. Fiona’s inaugural lecture at Liverpool John Moores was entitled ‘Me, Myself, I’ no less.

Fiona is now Professor and Head of Nursing at Birmingham University. Whatever could be the key to Fiona’s success? Not that she’ll be telling us, Fiona will remember Ron Evans’s advice from all those years ago…

I have discussed in previous posts George Thomas’s many links with the NHS, medical charidees and his role as Patron of the National Children’s Home (NCH). The NCH is now known as Action for Children. Presumably the re-branding exercise followed all those embarrassing revelations that paedophiles were busy working for the NCH. A number of those involved with the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal had worked for the NCH, including Glanville Owen. Glanville was Deputy Director of Gwynedd Social Services, responsible for Gwynedd’s children’s homes for years while the paedophile gang enjoyed themselves within those homes. Glanville later became the Chief Exec of Gwynedd CHC, in which role he lied to patients and failed to investigate serious complaints, including assaults on patients by NHS staff.

I have discovered an entertaining document in the archive of the Margaret Thatcher Foundation. It is the text of a speech that Thatch gave on Jan 17 1990, at the National Children’s Home, as the inaugural George Thomas Society Lecture. The George Thomas Society was founded by the NCH for the purposes of tackling child abuse. For those of us who knew what Thatch was concealing and what George Thomas was up to for decades of his life, this speech is wonderful. I won’t reproduce it all here, it can be found on the website of the Margaret Thatcher Foundation, but I’ll highlight the best bits:

George Thomas is admired and loved throughout this country. As Mr. Speaker, his voice became known in every home. His life has been dedicated to the service of people and especially, through the National Children’s Home, to children. He has never ceased to proclaim the importance of Christian values in family life…

George has always believed that children must come first because children are our most sacred trust….We need to do all we can to ensure that children enjoy their childhood against a background of secure and loving family life. That way, they can develop their full potential, grow up into responsible adults and become, in their turn, good parents.

But it is a sad fact that throughout history some children have been neglected, exploited and cruelly treated. So it was in the mid-19th century in England. Dr. Stevenson, the founder of the National Children’s Home, was born when Lord Shaftesbury was campaigning to reform the appalling conditions in which children were made to work in factories and mines. It was a time when Charles Kingsley described the plight of child chimney sweeps in the “Water Babies” and Charles Dickens that organised juvenile crime in “Oliver Twist” . It was a world in which many children were neglected and even rejected and thrust into a life of crime, violence, exploitation and poverty, yet by the reformers’ response to these conditions, that period also stands out in English history as a period of social progress based on Christian belief.

People like the Earl of Shaftesbury campaigned for laws to protect children; Robert Raikes started the Sunday School Movement, Dr. Barnardo established his famous homes, Prebendary Ruolf founded the Church of England Children’s Society, Benjamin Warr started the National Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children, Margaret MacMillan founded nursery schools and, of course, Dr. Stevenson founded the first National Children’s Home in South London—a remarkable period—and all of this was done because those people felt impelled to care for the needs of these children….

Voluntary societies like yours can respond quickly to meet changing needs. They are run by people with a commitment to building genuine relationships with others and not simply to introducing programmes.

the early reformers were almost all Christians who saw such duties as an expression of their faith…

the very foundation of human happiness lies in the development of secure emotional relationships within the home, but far too many children are denied a secure and affectionate family and that is the greatest deprivation of all. Alas, today, that truth is not universally accepted and it is the children who suffer.

I believe that in the 1960s, far too many young people were ridiculed out of their true beliefs by the proponents of the permissive society who believed in precious little but themselves. They talked a lot about “rights” yet they gave away the fundamental right of a child to be brought up in a real family and now we are reaping the harvest.

There are, of course, some who blame all our social ills on poverty and others who think that affluence is the cause. Certainly, young people who nowadays have more money and more freedom, also have more opportunity to misuse them and some do, but do not blame freedom and prosperity for the faults ingrained in human nature!…

cruelty to children is still with us and the breakdown of so many families adds to the deprivation which children suffer and brings with it a new problem of teenage homelessness…

Over eighty children a year have died at the hands of a parent, step-parent or connected adult and there are thousands more who suffer. Even though child abuse is now more widely reported, it is very disturbing that at any one time about 40,000 children in England alone are registered as needing protection. Tragically, the case histories from a variety of backgrounds suggest that many of those who ill treat their children have themselves, when children, been ill-treated. To use children for sexual purposes, whether through the wicked perversion of sexual abuse or through fantasies induced by child pornography, must provoke the strongest outrage and reaction from individuals and Government alike.

The Government has increased the penalties for child cruelty and tightened the law on child pornography by making possession of this material an offence but I am very concerned by recent reports of what is still occurring…

four out of five lone mothers claiming income support receive no maintenance from the fathers. No father should be able to escape from his responsibility and that is why the Government is looking at ways of strengthening the system for tracing an absent father and making the arrangements for recovering maintenance more effective.

Another area of children in danger is teenage homelessness. The problem is not confined to London but it receives most publicity in the capital. We are not talking about teenagers who leave a perfectly good home voluntarily but about those who leave because of the breakdown of the family and the fact that they do not get on with the new step-father or mother. Sometimes, violence and sexual abuse may also be involved.

Other teenagers come out of Local Authority care with nowhere to go and without being given any proper training in how to look after themselves. I know that in some cases social services departments will find lodgings or a family to which the children can go and that is right because these young people are in special need of someone who cares about them personally…

our initiative on more hostels in partnership with the voluntary sector has produced an extra 21,000 hostel beds in the last eight years and in total, there are now a similar number in London alone and a further 31,000 hostel beds in the rest of England…

not all teenagers who choose to come to London are homeless and we must try not to pursue policies which have the effect of encouraging still more young people to leave their own home for our large cities without any idea of where to live or what to do… 

As well as responding to the problems of homelessness, we in Government have also been especially concerned to do our part to improve the care and protection of children. As a politician, I first came into contact with the problem of child abuse when I was Secretary of State for Education and Science. I used to ask young teachers to come and talk to me about their work. A few told me of children who at the end of the week would cling to their teachers—they were not wanting to go home themselves. What should the teacher do in those circumstances with a child clinging to her? Should she walk home with the child to see the parent or would that bring down the wrath of the parent on the child later? Should they report the incident?Should they call in the social worker or should they even alert the police? To those who would criticise their hesitation, I have frequently said:“Well, what would you do under those circumstances?”

Teachers and social workers and others working with children must have enough confidence to know how to respond. That means proper training for all of those who come into contact with children and everyone must know the circumstances in which the social services or the police have the power to take a child into their protection. 

So last year and this year, we are making £7 million available to Local Authorities to train those involved in caring for children, particularly social workers, and student teachers are now taught about child abuse as an essential part of their preparation for teaching.

We are making the largest ever grant to the National Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children to help them to establish their new training centre…

The Children Act of 1989 is the most comprehensive piece of legislation about children ever enacted in this country; it draws on the experiences learned in Cleveland and through the tragic deaths or abused children such as Kimberley Carlisle, Jasmine Beckford and Tara Henry. Above all, the Act seeks the right balance in protecting those too young and vulnerable to protect themselves while preventing excessive and over-zealous intrusion into family life by the State; and in 1988, the maximum penalties for child cruelty were increased from the previous two years to ten years…

all the voluntary helpers of the National Children’s Home and other similar organisations and all those who give to their work are just such people. Nearly a third of your income of £37 million comes from private individuals and companies and we would like to thank them very much indeed. Truly, this country has become an active and generous society and I know that you, the National Children’s Home, have played an important part in developing new ways of alleviating distress such as “Touchline” , the telephone counselling service for sex abuse victims in Leeds, which is similar to the wonderful work of Esther Rantzen—she is here and we would like to pay tribute to her work too!… Also, the new facilities you are pioneering through the George Thomas Society to overcome the consequence of sex abuse and the programme for sixteen to nineteen year-olds in Wales and for those who are needing care in Calderdale, to equip young people with essential skills such as budgeting, shopping, cooking and housework. Once again, a Methodist Foundation is showing by example that common faith is the best basis for common effort to build a better life in every sense of the word…

They knew—and we dare not forget—that children cannot flourish unless they learn to distinguish right from wrong and have respect and thought for others…

When we have all done our best to repair the broken lives of children, we must also keep in good repair that foundation of standards and values…That way, we can best emulate and honour John Wesley, Lord Shaftesbury—the poor man’s Earl—Dr. Stevenson, the founder of the National Children’s Home, and George Thomas—the children’s Viscount—whom we honour tonight.

When Thatch made this speech she had given George Thomas, who was known to the police and to Parliament to be a serial child sex offender, an hereditary Viscountcy. I don’t know why, because he was a paedophile who targeted boys Thomas had no heirs to whom he could pass on the Viscountcy.

By Jan 1990 Thatch had become good friends with Jimmy Savile and he had spent a few Christmas’s at Chequers with her. Thatch was warned by the civil service that Savile’s ‘private life’ threatened to damage the Gov’t and bring the honours system into disrepute were he to be given a knighthood. Thatch’s response was to lobby ever harder for Savile’s knighthood. Savile received a knighthood in the 1990 Queen’s Birthday Honours.

When Thatch made this speech, her personal friend Sir Peter Morrison, Tory MP for Chester, was Minister of State for Energy. It was known that Morrison was abusing kids in care in north Wales, Cheshire and elsewhere. Thatcher was directly told about this but nonetheless in July 1990 she appointed Morrison as her PPS. He then organised her leadership campaign at the end of that year.

Since 1979 Thatcher had led a Gov’t which had systematically ignored, concealed and colluded with the most dreadful abuse of children and vulnerable young people in north Wales and elsewhere.

Thatch mentioned that Esther was in the audience. I had written to Esther some two years before this speech was given, providing Esther with details of the abuse of mental health patients in north Wales, after Esther launched her campaign re mental health. I did not receive a reply.

Thatch mentions the notion of people knowing right from wrong. Paedophiles and their friends are keen on this idea. When I was illegally imprisoned in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh in Dec 1986, I overheard Janice Davies, Dafydd’s mole and the Sister of Bryn Golau Ward, telephone Dafydd and tell him that I was ‘dangerous’ and had ‘no sense of right and wrong’. Nothing had happened to elicit the phone call, but Dafydd was in need of ‘evidence’ to justify sectioning me because people were asking questions about my unlawful detention. I challenged Janice and she ran out of the office shrieking ‘I never said any such thing’.

Bryn Golau Ward at the time was full of people who were been detained unlawfully because they had in some way crossed the path of the sex trafficking gang which Dafydd was facilitating.

Everyone in positions of responsibility and authority in Wales and Westminster and Whitehall knew something of what was happening. They have so much blood on their hands that it will never wash off.

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I will now try and find out more about this initiative launched by George Thomas for people of 16 to 19 in Wales and Calderdale who had been sexually abused. I shudder to think what I will discover.

Hearing Voices

In my post ‘Conference At Cold Comfort Farm’ I discussed the dishonesty of the former Tory MP for Taunton, Edward du Cann, who despite being pursued by so many for bad debts and holding senior positions in companies which went bankrupt owing millions of pounds, always seemed to manage to come out smiling himself. In 1993 it looked as though Sir Edward might have had his comeuppance when he was declared bankrupt, but bugger me if dear old Sir Edward didn’t bounce back again and end up living the life of Riley in Cyprus within a short few years, after having invested in vineyards. Sir Edward did have an incredible ability to find himself a rich man no matter what was happening to those around him, but I have always presumed that was because Sir Edward was, as my grandpa always told me, ‘a crook’.

Sir Edward did not like my grandpa one bit and they knew each other well. Du Cann outlived grandpa by many years, he was younger than grandpa anyway, but my grandpa pegged out when he was in his mid-70s whereas dear old du Cann lasted until he was in his 90s and only shuffled off this mortal coil very recently. As I explained in ‘Conference At Cold Comfort Farm’, Sir Edward’s final bounce back from disaster occurred at the same time as some people in Somerset received huge quantities of money in return for their silence regarding what was happening to me at the hands of the trafficking gang. Du Cann was by then just a politician from the past, but he caused a bit of a stir when on 18 July 1995 the ‘Sunday Herald’ published an interview with him in which he explained that he was so pissed off with the Tory Party that he was going to speak out, that he ‘had a lot to tell’ and was ‘going to tell it’.

At the time that Sir Edward was making these threatening noises, John Major’s Gov’t was pushing out all the boats to conceal the crap in north Wales, dirty deals had just been done to give Dafydd an offer that he could not refuse so he had agreed to ‘retire’ (see post ‘The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron?’), William Hague had not yet announced any public inquiry into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal although Sir Ronnie Waterhouse seemed to know that he would be Chairing it and the paedophiles’ friends were doing everything possible to have me banged up in a secure mental health unit without trial. If that wasn’t sufficient for a du Cann feeding frenzy, Blair was knocking at the door of No 10, Cherie was mates with numerous ‘radical lawyers’ who were concealing the crimes of those linked to the Westminster Paedophile Ring and Ron Davies was busy having moments of madness and was lined up for the job as Secretary of State for Wales when Blair became PM (see post ‘Cottaging At Castle Gate’).

Sir Peter Morrison, the then former Tory MP for Chester who had spent years abusing children in care in north Wales and elsewhere was found dead on 13 July 1995. Morrison had been a personal friend of Thatch and was one of the MPs who robustly supported her leadership bid against Ted Heath. Du Cann had been the leading light in the rout against Heath (see post ‘Conference At Cold Comfort Farm’). Four days before Morrison was found dead, Bing Spear died. Spear was the corrupt mandarin who had been at the top of the Home Office Drugs Branch for years and facilitated Dafydd’s generous prescribing of class A drugs (see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’). Brown was forced out of his job at Aston University in July 1995.

No wonder that du Cann subsequently decided that he didn’t have anything to tell after all and found himself living it up in Cyprus.

There must have been a cross-party whip-round in Parliament after an observation along the lines of ‘Oh God it’s that old crook from Somerset, he doesn’t just know the key witness’s family but he’s been around for decades and he is au fait with the details of every political scandal since the Jurassic. Dig deep into your pockets everyone.’

Craven unprincipled politicians: Have you by any chance all had your brains collectively removed? Do you not understand that the wrongdoing was so great and involved so many people that you were never ever going to be free of it? Even if you had have succeeded in silencing me and my friends for ever, you would still always have been bothered by the du Canns of the world returning for more dosh. It won’t have died with du Cann, there is the next generation, you know as well as I do that you’re having to do favours for the grandchildren of the Westminster Paedophile Ring now. Then there’s the Top Docs who just tell you what their next pay rise is going to be. Now would you like to write me a thank you letter for having exposed what went on, thus freeing you all of future blackmailers?

Du Cann’s Lazarus-like revival was contingent upon the very helpful Registrar Mr Pimm. It was reported in the Indie that a bankruptcy order against du Cann was made in the London Bankruptcy Court on 12 March 1993 on a petition over unpaid bills by the solicitors Denton Hall Burgin & Warrens, who used to act for du Cann. Because of that order, an Inland Revenue petition for unpaid taxes became a formality on 25 March 1993 and was automatically dismissed at a brief private hearing before Mr Registrar Pimm in London on 25 March 1993. Both the Inland Revenue and the law firm had filed their petitions in Jan 1993. Du Cann told the Indie on 25 March 1993 that his solicitors would be applying to have the bankruptcy order lifted in the next few days.

I thought that I’d find out a bit more about Mr Pimm. Geoffrey Pimm died not so long ago and the website of the Chancery Bar Association website published his obituary.

Geoffrey Leonard Pimm was appointed as a Registrar in Bankruptcy of the High Court in 1981. Born in 1926, Pimm became a Bevin boy after leaving school, working in the mines in Nottinghamshire, but was later commissioned into the RNVR during WWII. When he left the RNVR he took the Bar examinations. Pimm was called to the Bar at Gray’s Inn in Feb 1952. Pimm became a tenant in the same Chambers as Michael Havers before joining the Colonial Service as a magistrate and being posted to Southern Rhodesia in June 1958.

Just from the information provided in the previous paragraph alone, we can presume that Mr Pimm had many valuable connections. Jimmy Savile was a Bevin boy and being Savile he utilised this network every bit as ruthlessly as he used all of his other networks. Geoffrey Pimm’s time in the RNVR will have meant that he knew of the people and the misconduct described in my post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’. Du Cann was also in the RNVR at that time.

The connection with Michael Havers will really have given Pimm influence though. Havers was from a high profile legal family. His father was the High Court judge Sir Cecil Havers, his sister became Lord Elizabeth Butler-Sloss and Havers himself was Attorney-General, 1979-87, during which time he blocked the prosecutions of a number of celebrity paedophiles, as well as overseeing numerous serious miscarriages of justice. Havers was the Tory MP for Wimbledon, 1970-87 and his constituents numbered many of the Top Docs from St George’s Hospital Medical School, including Professor Geoffrey Chamberlain who was concealing the crimes of Dafydd et al in north Wales as well as a linked paedophile ring in south London (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’). Havers was Solicitor General, 1972-74, under Ted Heath and was Lord Chancellor for a few months in 1987, before stepping down for health reasons. Havers was also in the RNVR.

Michael Havers was Attorney General when Geoffrey Pimm was appointed Registrar in Bankruptcy in the High Court in London.

Geoffrey Pimm and Michael Havers’ Chambers was also the Chambers of Edward Clarke QC. Clarke was number two to Frederick Geoffrey Lawrence in the defence team for the suspected serial killing Top Doctor John Bodkin Adams. Between 1946 and 1956, more than 160 of Bodkin Adams’s patients died in suspicious circumstances and of these, 132 left him money or items in their wills. He was tried and acquitted for the murder of one patient in 1957. Another count of murder was withdrawn by the prosecution in what was later described as ‘an abuse of process’ by the Presiding judge Sir Patrick Devlin, causing questions to be asked in Parliament about the prosecution’s handling of events.

Adams was found guilty in a subsequent trial of 13 offences of prescription fraud, lying on cremation forms, obstructing a police search and failing to keep a dangerous drugs register. He was removed from the Medical Register in 1957 and reinstated in 1961.

Bodkins Adams’s case demonstrates that the BMA, MDU and GMC had a history of protecting dangerous criminal Top Doctors by the time that Dafydd was learning the ropes.

After the investigation into Bodkin Adams was launched, the BMA sent a letter to all doctors in Eastbourne – where Bodkin Adams practised – reminding them of ‘Professional Secrecy’ (ie. patient confidentiality) if interviewed by the police. Yet the patients in question were dead. The Attorney General Sir Reginald Manningham-Buller wrote to the BMA secretary, Dr Macrae, “to try to get him to remove the ban”. The impasse continued until on 8 November Manningham-Buller met with Macrae to convince him of the importance of the case. During this meeting he passed a police officer’s confidential 187-page report on Adams to Macrae. Macrae took the report to the President of the BMA and returned it the next day. In all likelihood, he also copied it and passed it on to the defence. Convinced of the seriousness of the accusations, Macrae dropped his opposition to doctors talking to the police. In the end two Eastbourne doctors gave evidence to the police.

Opposition Labour MPs subsequently gave notice of two questions to be asked in the House regarding the affair, one asking what “reports [the Attorney-General] has sent” to the GMC in the “past six months”. Manningham-Buller replied that he had “had no communications” with the GMC, but only with an officer of it. He did not mention the police officer’s report. Instead, he instigated an investigation into a leak, later concluding that the police officer himself had passed information regarding the meeting with Macrae to a journalist.

The police acquired a memo belonging to a Daily Mail journalist, concerning rumours of homosexuality between “a police officer, a magistrate and a doctor”. The last directly implied Adams. This information had come, according to the reporter, directly from the police officer who had compiled the report which had been given to the BMA. The ‘magistrate’ was Sir Roland Gwynne, Mayor of Eastbourne (1929–31) and brother of Rupert Gwynne, MP for Eastbourne (1910–24).  Gwynne was Adams’s patient and known to visit every day at 9am. They went on frequent holidays together and had recently spent three weeks in Scotland. The ‘police officer’ was the Deputy Chief Constable of Eastbourne, Alexander Seekings. The officer who compiled the report ignored this line of inquiry (despite homosexual acts being a criminal offence in 1956), and the police instead gave the journalist a dressing-down.

The leading Defence counsel at the trial, Sir Frederick Geoffrey Lawrence QC, was briefed by the MDU. Lawrence was ‘a specialist in real estate and divorce cases [and] a relative stranger in criminal court’ who was defending his first murder trial and convinced the jury that there was no evidence that a murder had been committed, much less that a murder had been committed by Adams. He emphasised that the indictment was based mainly on testimonies from the nurses and that none of the witnesses’ evidence matched the others’.

One of the defence witnesses at Adams’s trial was the Harley Street practitioner Dr John Harman, Harriet Harman’s dad. Harman proffered opinions in areas in which he had no personal clinical experience.

During the committal hearing prior to the trial, Lord Chief Justice Goddard had been seen dining with Sir Roland Gwynne  at The White Hart Hotel in Lewes: there is no indication of what they discussed. Goddard, as Lord Chief Justice, appointed Devlin to try the Adams case shortly after the end of the committal hearing and, in a meeting of 19 Feb 1957, Goddard, as Lord Chief Justice, had a responsibility for the conduct of all courts in England and Wales, from magistrates’ courts to the Court of Appeal and was entitled to give Devlin his views on the case.

The jury took 44 minutes to find Adams not guilty.

There are numerous aspects to the Bodkin Adams case which are strangely familiar to anyone acquainted with Dafydd and his ways. Lies were told constantly, overwhelming evidence of crime was dismissed by throw away comments about a doctor’s duty, there was much pompousing about how doctors could never be accused of murder, nurses giving evidence were belittled and documentary evidence compiled by nurses went missing. The whole case just shrieks ‘Dafydd’.

Geoffrey Pimm served as a district magistrate in Zambia
until independence in 1964. Pimm then went into private practice in Zambia, working as a solicitor, 1964-69, when he divorced and re-married, leaving Africa and losing touch with his family for a while. Leaving your wife and ‘losing touch with your family’ was in those days something done by the very posh or the plebs, but it was considered somewhat scandalous among Pimm’s layer of society. I wonder what the circumstances were.

Pimm’s obituary on the Chancery Bar Association website tells us that ‘Between 1970 and 1972 he served as Attorney General in the Gilbert and Ellice Islands, which remained colonies of the Crown until 1972. He advised the Gov’t of these islands on various matters, but considered one of his great achievements to be the settlement of a claim by the Gilbert islanders for several millions of pounds in compensation for phosphate mining and environmental damage to the islands. He accomplished this in part through his personal connections: he considered politics to be as important as the legal side of his work.’

The Chancery Bar Association seems to have told a number of porkies regarding Pimm’s service in the Gilbert and Ellice Islands, I suspect because Pimm did something really disgusting when he ‘served’ in that capacity. The Gilbert and Ellice Islands remained colonies of the crown until 1976, not 1972. A referendum was held in Dec 1974 to determine whether the Gilbert and Ellice Islands should each have their own administration. As a consequence of the referendum, the Gilbert and Ellice Islands colony ceased to exist on 1 Jan 1976 and the separate countries of Kiribati and Tuvalu came into existence.

The Islands had become a Crown colony in 1916, along with a number of other islands, some of which were transferred to New Zealand in 1926. The Gilbert and Ellice Islands colony continued to be administered by a Resident Commissioner. Banaba Island (Ocean Island) remained the headquarters of the colony until the British evacuation in 1942 during the Pacific War when Banaba Island and the Gilbert Islands were occupied by the Japanese. After World War II, the colony headquarters was re-established on Tarawa, in the Gilbert Islands. The Tuvaluans were concerned about their minority status in the Gilbert and Ellice Islands colony. In 1974, ethnic differences within the colony caused the Polynesians of the Ellice Islands to vote for separation from the Micronesians of the Gilbert Islands (later Kiribati). In 1975, the Ellice Islands became the separate British colony of Tuvalu.

In 1947 Tarawa was made the administrative capital. In 1963, an Advisory Council was created, consisting of officials and representatives who were appointed by the Resident Commissioner. In 1964 an Executive Council was established. A Constitution was introduced in 1967, which created a House of Representatives for the Gilbert and Ellice Islands colony that comprised seven appointed officials and 23 members elected by the islanders. Tuvalu elected four members of the House of Representatives. The 1967 Constitution also established the Governing Council. The House of Representatives only had the authority to recommend laws; the Governing Council had the authority to enact laws following a recommendation from the House of Representatives.

As it became apparent that the Tuvaluans were concerned about their minority status on the Gilbert and Ellice Islands colony, a new constitution was introduced in 1971. However that did not end the Tuvaluan movement for independence.

In 1974 Ministerial government was introduced in the Gilbert and Ellice Islands colony through a change to the Constitution.

After the Dec 1974 referendum to determine whether the Gilbert Islands and Ellice Islands should each have their own administration, separation occurred in two stages. The Tuvaluan Order 1975 made by the Privy Council which took effect on 1 Oct 1975, recognised Tuvalu as a separate British dependency with its own Gov’t. The second stage occurred on 1 Jan 1976 when two separate administrations were created out of the civil service of the Gilbert and Ellice Islands colony. The British conducted a formal inquiry into Tuvaluan attitudes towards secession and announced that a referendum was to be held, in which Tuvaluans could choose to remain with the Gilberts or secede. They were told that if they separated they would not receive royalties from the Banaba Island phosphate or other assets of the colony. Despite this, 3799 Tuvaluans (92%) voted to secede, while 293 voted against secession. On 1 Oct 1975, legal separation from the Gilbert Islands – now Kiribati – took place. On 1 Jan 1976, full administration of the new colony was transferred to Funafuti from Tarawa. Tuvalu became an independent constitutional monarchy and the 38th member of the Commonwealth on the 1 Oct 1978. The Gilbert Islands attained independence on 12 July 1979 under the name Kiribati by the Kiribati Independence Order 1979, as a republic with Commonwealth membership.

Banaba Island, which was formerly rich in phosphates before becoming fully depleted in the latter colonial years, also sued for independence in 1979 and boycotted the Kiribati ceremonies. The Banabans wanted greater autonomy and reparations of around $250 million for revenue they had not received and for environmental destruction caused by phosphate mining practices similar to those on Nauru. The British authorities had relocated most of the population to Fiji after 1945, but by the 1970s many were returning to Banaba. The British rejected the Banaban independence proposal and the island remained under the jurisdiction of Kiribati.

So the Banabans and Tuvaluans were really shafted in terms of not receiving compensation for the phosphate mining. Declare independence from Lilibet? Then you’re not getting your dosh. I haven’t had time to research which mining company benefited from the mineral deposits on Banaba and Tuvalu, but now I am becoming familiar with the ways of the world, I suspect that it was probably Chaired by Edward du Cann or one of his mates. Geoffrey Pimm obviously had a great deal to do with the screwing over of the Banabans and Tuvaluans and he could well have continued ‘advising’ on the fleecing of certain islanders until after he left his post. Of course Pimm might have laid all the plans while he was AG, 1970-72, but for some reason the Chancery Bar Association has lied about the date that the Gilbert and Ellice Islands achieved independence. Whatever the truth behind this, Pimm was a key mover and shaker in making things very difficult for certain islands to achieve independence from Lilibet, which suggests that Pimm had friends in very high places and was doing favours for those friends. Friends of a Royal nature.

According to the Chancery Bar Association, in 1972 Pimm was off to Bermuda – after having provided such a good service in his previous post – where he then served in the Attorney General’s Chambers until 1974.

In the 16th century Bermuda was known to Spanish and Portuguese explorers as the Isle of the Devils, as a result of the storms and dangerous reefs. During the 2oth century, Bermuda became a popular tourist destination.

Here’s Lilibet and Phil travelling in style on Bermuda in 1953:

 

Tourism reached a peak on Bermuda in the 1960s-70s, but by the end of the 1970s, ‘international business’ aka tax evasion had supplanted tourism as the dominant sector of Bermuda’s economy. Universal adult suffrage only occurred in the 1960s; prior to that, voting was dependent upon a certain level of property ownership. On 10 March 1973, the Governor of Bermuda Richard Sharples was assassinated by local Black Power militants during a period of civil unrest. So Geoffrey Pimm found himself where the action was once again.

Bermuda is a British Overseas Territory and executive authority in Bermuda is vested in Lilibet and is exercised on her behalf by the Governor, who is appointed by the Queen on the advice of the British Gov’t.

It will have been Ted Heath’s Gov’t who sent Geoffrey Pimm to Bermuda to do whatever it was that he got up to out there. Whatever that was, Pimm put it to good use. His obituary states that he returned to London after his posting in Bermuda and worked ‘for Kleinwort Benson as a specialist legal adviser, a post in which he was able to put to good use his knowledge of the Bermuda offshore insurance business’.

After leaving Kleinwort Benson, Pimm joined the High Court as a bankruptcy registrar, eventually serving as Chief Registrar until his retirement in 1997. Pimm resided in a flat in Gray’s Inn.

Ronnie Waterhouse’s mate Sir William Mars-Jones lived at Gray’s Inn. Mars-Jones provided a huge umbrella for Dafydd and the paedophiles for years from Paedophilia Central in London and Mars-Jones’s brother and sister-in-law also provided valuable back-up to Dafydd et al on a local basis in Denbighshire. Mars-Jones, Waterhouse and Havers all spent many enjoyable hours in the Garrick.

Pimm enjoyed flying; he held a private pilot’s licence in Zambia and for a time part-owned a Cessna aeroplane. He also enjoyed dinghy sailing and was a regular at the opera.

The Chancery Bar Association claimed that Pimm was ‘a private man who revealed little to his colleagues’, although it’s not rocket science to work out that Pimm was shafting Little People. Pimm ‘declined the offer of a valediction when he retired, an occasion that was marked only by an informal presentation by his colleagues and court staff’. He ‘went off quietly to spend his retirement in Port Elizabeth in South Africa where his
second wife, Alvina, wished to live’. Alvina died shortly before him, after which he moved to a retirement complex run by the Catholic Church in Port Elizabeth. Pimm died in Nov 2015 in Port Elizabeth and is survived by his children, Sarah, Jonathan, James and Mary and his first wife Beryl.

This is pure speculation, but by 1997 – the year in which Ronnie Waterhouse began hearing evidence at the Waterhouse Inquiry – was Pimm’s past finally perhaps looking dangerously like catching up with him? Low key retirements are usually a sign that someone is fed up with their employers and glad to be escaping or that they have become a major embarrassment and only a few trusted employees who can be replied upon to behave themselves are invited to wave goodbye. It was under such circumstances that Meri Huws departed from Bangor University. Now I and one of my friends actively tried to find out where Meri’s leaving party was being held but we did not manage it.

Someone else who had a carefully managed retirement party was Dafydd. There was a buffet held for him in the Hergest Unit and colluding Angels and Top Docs were invited. I and another victim had plans to gatecrash Dafydd’s party and give the old bastard a send off that he’d never forget but we missed it by merely hours. I later found out that the whole Hergest Unit had been briefed as to how the party had to be planned and held without patients – in particular me – having any idea about it, lest some unwanted reminders of Dafydd’s glorious career blighted the occasion. I observed to Jeff Crowther, the nursing manager, that holding a party for Dafydd was a slap in the face for all of his victims. Jeff responded by saying ‘it was a slap in the face for him, no-one went’. Someone else confirmed that this was indeed true, there was only a very small turnout and the uneaten grub was sent around the hospital afterwards.

If Dafydd operated on the same level as the rest of us, the snub might have been felt. This is Dafydd, he wouldn’t have given a stuff, he ‘retired’ clutching the NHS contract to provide ‘substance misuse services’ for the whole of north Wales and an agreement that none of the very serious outstanding complaints against him would be followed up (see post ‘The Evolution Of A Drug’s Baron?’). That was over 20 years ago. Dafydd is still Chairing the biggest ‘substance abuse’ charity in Wales. Since his ‘retirement’ in 1995, his charity CAIS has branched out into therapy, counselling, Army veterans, employment projects, supported housing and ‘service user involvement’. Such a slap in the face for him Jeff…

 

The appointment of the Chief Registrar is a matter for the Lord Chancellor. Who when Geoffrey Pimm was appointed was Quintin Hogg aka Lord Hailsham, a paedophiles’ friend and homophobe (ironically the two characteristics often are found together) of many decades standing (see previous posts). The Lord Chancellor when Pimm did such a big favour for Edward du Cann was that other sex offenders’ friend Lord Mackay (see previous posts).

 

Previous posts (eg. ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’) discussed how in 1993 I was prosecuted for ‘staring at a social worker’ in Safeways in Bangor. I was found guilty, although the social worker in question, paedophiles’ colleague Jackie Brandt, began crying in the witness box under a polite cross-examination by my solicitor and admitted that she had lied in her statement about me. Brandt had claimed that I had screamed and yelled at her in Safeways and followed her around the store with intent to launch a murderous attack upon her outside. Under cross-examination Brandt admitted that none of that had happened, but I had stared at her. I had to part with £60 on the orders of Bangor Magistrates.

Years later I discovered that it had been faithfully documented by Top Doctor Sadie Francis that I had ‘stormed out of the court swearing’ after the case. Which is certainly interesting, because what actually happened was that when Brandt started crying in the witness box and fessed up to lying, I began laughing. I was laughing so much at this trembling wreck who, just before stressing to the magistrates how she had ‘many years of experience in dealing with disturbed people’ but I was the worst that she’d ever encountered, had forgotten her own name – she regressed to childhood and stated that she was ‘Jackie Muriel Billings’ and then had to correct herself and shrieked ‘No, no, I’m sorry, it’s Jackie Muriel Brandt’ – that the magistrates threatened to put me in the cells if I ‘didn’t remain silent’. I wasn’t saying anything, swearing or otherwise, my co-accused and I were simply too busy laughing at the farce. Furthermore, Sadie Francis knew this, because I saw her husband days later and he said ‘that case was just a laugh to you wasn’t it’, so I explained that considering the prosecution witness was a lying jelly who got her own name wrong, yes it was quite entertaining. Sadie and Tony should have known that I and my co-accused were not the only ones who had a good laugh, Brandt became known among the patients afterwards as Jackie Muriel Billings in honour of that performance.

Jackie Muriel Billings had previously unlawfully detained me and at least one other person but our complaints against her were never investigated. Jackie Muriel Billings was on one occasion faced by a patient who loathed her so much that she refused to answer the door to Jackie Muriel Billings. Jackie Muriel Billings called the police, told them that there was a mad psychiatric patient inside the house, the police broke the door down, the young woman was sectioned by Jackie Muriel Billings and was subsequently evicted from her house as a result of the damage to the door. She then became a ‘homeless schizophrenic’. Prior to that she was a young business studies graduate who was doing her best to recover from a period of illness which was made considerably worse by Jackie Muriel Billings et al . Yes, we Hergest patients had suffered distress and illness, but we were not completely mad and violent with it, which was the only way that Billings et al ever constructed any of us. Furthermore, by the time that Jackie Muriel Billings and co had finished, as Brown observed, most of what were once simply vulnerable young people were irretrievable.

Another curious thing that Jackie Muriel Billings wrote about me in one of her affidavits – she took me to court several times – was that she ‘had even given [her] little dog away lest [I] hurt it to upset her’. I didn’t even know that Jackie Muriel Billings had a dog and even if I had have known, Jackie Muriel Billings had no indication at all that I would have hurt her dog or indeed anyone else’s dog. No-one questioned why such a ludicrous comment had been included in an affidavit for the High Court, it was yet another bit of the craziness of the paedophiles’ friends that became part of the case against me, ooh she was going to murder Jackie’s dog.

Jackie didn’t actually give the performance of a lifetime in front of Bangor Magistrates until later in the year in 1993, but when Jackie made up that nonsense about her encounter in Safeways with me it was I think in February 1993. Despite the imminent danger to Jackie’s life that I presented, I and my co-accused were not told that Jackie had made a police statement about us for at least two weeks. It was sometime in March that we were told that the complaint had been made and that we would be prosecuted. Which was when Pimm and du Cann were busy working their scam…

One of those who worked at the Cancer Research Campaign laboratories at Nottingham University who was part of Prof Robert Baldwin’s massive research fraud was a Dr Malcolm Pimm. Pimm was lazy, dishonest and vindictive towards both me and a medical student who was on placement at the labs at the time. I don’t know what Pimm’s problem with the medical student was, she was lovely, but Pimm and his side-kick Sandra Gribben held conversations in front of me regarding how they were going to get this student out. This student was never anything but polite to them, but like me she had noticed exactly what was going on in those labs (see post ‘Oh Lordy, It’s CR UK’) and in her capacity as a medical student had also witnessed abuse, bullying and neglect in the flagship Queen’s Medical Centre, Nottingham. The medical student had a father who was a very senior civil servant. I have now found out who he is! I’ll be blogging all about him and the Nottingham connection – I’ve found yet more corruption – very soon.

Note to Ken Clarke: Ken, this is looking really, really bad for you. I have now pieced together some of the parts of the puzzle regarding why my father, from Somerset, found his former employer suddenly dead and his former employer’s business taken over by a man from Nottingham who, for some reason that I could never understand, arrived in Bridgwater to buy the company out. Do you know a businessman from Nottingham called Richard Tennant by any chance Clarke? Because he has a famous nephew – Neil, a pop star! I’ll be blogging more about this soon. Frankly Ken, I’d leave for another planet now if I were you. You’ll need more than a curry, a cigar, a pint, a pair of Hush Puppies and an utterly complacent attitude to get you out of this.

Next time that you want to deal with the BMA Ken, ask the person who has the evidence to put some of them in prison, rather than shaft her and her friends you daft old sod. You didn’t manage to deal with the BMA did you Ken? You tried to, to your credit you were about the only person in Westminster who did try, but like Edwina Hart in Wales you thought that you could outwit the world, screw over everybody and then bag the ‘top job’. You plonker.

 

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 ‘And what do you do?’ ‘I cover up the crimes of paedophiles with Royal connections Ma’am, it’s why I couldn’t win the war with the BMA.’
One of Geoffrey Pimm’s children was Jonathan. There is a Jonathan Pimm who is a Top Doctor, who works as a consultant psychiatrist and honorary senior lecturer at the East London NHS Foundation Trust. I have not been able to confirm whether Jonathan is Geoffrey Pimm’s son, but Jonathan Pimm did co-author the 2013 Guardian obituary of a Top Doctor who, along with his mentor, is worth discussing here.
The subject of the obituary was ‘the pioneering psychiatrist Professor Hugh Gurling’. Pimm and his co-author explained that Gurling ‘was determined to find the genes that cause severe mental illness. His resolve to investigate the biological processes underlying devastating diseases such as schizophrenia, manic depression and alcoholism was very much at odds with the prevailing approach in the late 1970s, when the focus in psychiatry was on psychological and social factors. Despite scepticism and at times frank opposition, Gurling single-handedly obtained funding and developed and led a research unit at University College London (UCL) now recognised as being at the forefront of psychiatric genetics. This field, these days involving hundreds of researchers around the world, is widely seen as potentially the greatest source of biological insights and advances in treatment.
Gurling began his research career in 1976, studying alcoholism under the supervision of Professor Robin Murray at the Institute of Psychiatry, London. As part of this project, he sought to uncover genetic influences on alcoholism. This often involved him driving around London collecting blood samples and sometimes visiting patients’ houses late at night. With the emergence of the “new genetics”, he realised the potential to gain radical insights into the understanding of schizophrenia and manic depression. To this end, he collaborated with researchers in Iceland, where large family sizes and good genealogical records provided ideal material for his purpose. He began studying them with novel technologies to identify DNA markers for disease.

A course at the London School of Hygiene and Tropical Medicine in 1977 and a year as a visiting scholar and Wellcome training fellow at Stanford University’s department of genetics in 1981 added to his skills. After gaining a Wellcome senior fellowship, in 1987 he moved on to UCL, where he set up a molecular psychiatry laboratory. The following year he published a landmark paper in ‘Nature’, which appeared to demonstrate that chromosome 5 harboured a gene for schizophrenia. Although the exact implications of this paper are still disputed, it served as a stimulus for the development of innovative techniques.

His laboratory found genes that provide the code for neurotransmitter receptor proteins, variants of which are thought to be centrally involved in causing psychosis. He published a paper showing that highly informative markers called microsatellites could be used in gene-mapping studies, and subsequently it became standard practice to use panels of these markers to localise the genes responsible for hundreds of genetic diseases. As the research continued to progress and new technologies emerged, he seized on them enthusiastically. He was involved in work showing that small deletions or duplications of parts of chromosomes could cause schizophrenia. He published papers showing that changes to single DNA bases appeared to affect dramatically the risk of schizophrenia and manic depression.

Most recently, he sequenced all 3 bn DNA bases of 100 subjects with manic depression and identified a number of changes that might be causing disease. In order to confirm these findings, he arranged for these variants to be detected in samples of thousands of people with and without manic depression. The results had the potential to identify definitively which variants in which genes could cause the disorder. He died before receiving them.’

Journalists love Top Docs like Hugh Gurling. Journos don’t usually understand their work, but if you have no education in science the sort of thing that Gurling talked about really does sound impressive and if your article can be accompanied by a female researcher who fits society’s stereotypes of Attractive Girl With Brains doing something with lots of test-tubes while wearing a lab coat and protective eye gear, your editor will be really pleased. Particularly if your editor doesn’t understand anything about Gurling’s work either.

I am in no way hostile to biomedical research or biomedical research in genetics. I love the science behind it, I always have and my problem when I worked in biomedical research was not the science, it was the utter lack of integrity that so many of those involved displayed. There are those who do not think that anything about severe mental illness can ever be explained by biomedical research. I am not one of them, but I am deeply concerned about the degree of research fraud in biomedical sciences, about the poor quality of much research and the lack of intelligent interpretation of results, as well as the way in which billions is being poured into such research when the basic needs of people suffering now from serious illness are not being met. People are dying destitute or languishing in prison while UCL is given another few million and not really held accountable for the spending of the dosh.

However, even if the factors which worry me were to be addressed, the biggest problem in research into severe mental illness is that the diagnoses are simply so often not credible. Yes, there are patients who’s ‘symptoms’ do approximate to those described in DSM. But there are many more who’s ‘symptoms’ do not. Then there are all the patients who find, as I so often did, that the Top Doc to whom they were talking had only the minimal understanding of what they were trying to say. Then there are the numerous basic very serious errors that nearly everyone who reads their own records finds. In north Wales of course, this phenomenon was so marked that people’s ‘medical histories’ were simply a fairy tale. Then there is the pure speculation that ends up recorded as fact on records which are then used to make a ‘diagnosis’. Even if the speculation isn’t downright malicious lies – ‘she planned to kill the dog of a social worker’ or ‘Dr Jones feared that she was going to murder him there and then’ – much of it is utterly naive stereotyping.

My own socio-economic background is complex. My paternal grandpa to whom I was very close was the son of a wealthy Scotsman who abandoned his wife and children when my grandpa was four. Grandpa was brought up in poverty in east London by his sister, who was 12 when their father (and mother) abandoned them. He grew into a self-made businessman, moved to Somerset and in the 1950s and 60s was a big name in the small pool of Bridgwater and a leading light in the Tory Party. He was by then, considered to be a middle class businessman. My maternal grandfather was a farm labourer who came from a Somerset village and lived there his entire life. He was lucky enough to get a council house in the 1930s, where he, my grandmother, two of my aunties and a cousin also lived, after the many other children of my grandparents had grown up and moved out, nearly all of them living in neighbouring villages. They all considered themselves working class. I would sit in my father’s parents’ house and have them telling me what was in the Torygraph or how important it was to get rid of Ted Heath and then go two miles down the road and visit my other grandparents. My gran would have come back from the bingo in Bridgwater, my grandpa would be smoking No 6 and watching the ‘Golden Shot’ and if I wanted to read something there was the ‘News of the World’.

This account always wows sociologists, but they can easily cope with it. Top Doctors couldn’t. I would watch their brains going into overdrive as they desperately tried to pigeon hole me after asking – quite unnecessary – questions about some aspects of my background. It was fascinating to watch as some of them tried to categorise me as the offspring of a scumbag who was on the cider 24 hrs a day – even more confusion resulted when I explained that my father rarely drank and neither did I under most circumstances – while others told each other that I was a spoilt stuck up cow who didn’t know anyone who worked for a living.

I then realised that despite all the talk of assessing patients’ social and cultural circumstances, all these enquiries about my background were for one reason only. To discover whether I was someone who had people close to me who were going to complain about what was happening to me at the hands of the negligent maniacs running and staffing the mental health services or indeed raise the alarm with influential people. More of which later.

As Top Docs clearly have no idea as to how to ‘assess’ the social and cultural background of the person sitting in front of them yet alone start assessing their family members by failing to grasp any of the info that they have been given, I suggest that they stop trying to do so.

It is among this half-understood – if even that – mess and confusion that records are made referring to ‘genetically inherited mental illness’ within the patient’s family. There are some families where mental distress emerges in several members, but with the Top Docs on the job, that doesn’t really tell us much.

Then there are the patients who acquire several different diagnoses, sometimes within the course of just two or three years. Look at the records of people in north Wales. People admitted to the North Wales Hospital Denbigh in the 1970s and 80s were nearly all diagnosed with ‘paranoid schizophrenia’. A small number had manic depression. Attractive young people whom Dafydd wanted to traffic had ‘personality disorders’, so that Dafydd could send them to his ‘young persons personality disorders unit’, where they were encouraged to have sex with each other while Angels watched and were then groomed for sex work (see post ‘Include Me Out’). DSM tells us that the diagnosis of personality disorder should never be made in young people but that didn’t stop old Dafydd and Gwynne. No-one questioned them.

In the 1990s, in north Wales scores of the ‘mental patients with paranoid schizophrenia or manic depression’ became ‘service users with borderline personality disorders’. This was because Top Doctors could refuse to treat people who were deemed to have borderline personality disorders on the grounds that they didn’t have a mental ‘illness’, but they could send them to prison or a secure hospital on the grounds that they had a mental ‘disorder’ and were ‘potentially dangerous’. Christmas had clearly come for the people traffickers of the UK.

I gathered much evidence of these phenomena in north Wales, but they were happening across the UK. David Healy is one person who has written some fascinating material regarding psychiatric diagnoses falling in and out of fashion. Sadly David didn’t scream from the rooftops when his criminal fuckwitted colleagues pulled out diagnoses from a hat to justify whatever abuses they wanted to inflict upon the patient concerned. Patients who had been diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia if a Top Doc wanted to lock them up and drug them against their wishes would days later find that they suddenly had a borderline personality disorder as they were marched off hospital premises by the police and refused all further care and treatment now that they were suicidal.

It was a big twisted farce.

No-one can possibly carry out work into the genetics of mental illness when practices like this are prevalent.

I would also ask readers to note that Hugh Gurling and the global leaders at UCL have not made a jot of difference to the lives and clinical outcomes of the Empowered Service Users in the wake of their decades of dedication to clarifying ‘the genetics of severe mental illness’.

Readers might have noticed that Hugh Gurling worked at the Institute of Psychiatry (which was then located at the Maudsley) in 1976. Which was about the time that Dr Tony Francis was ‘training’ there. In 1976, many of those who ‘trained’ Dafydd were still working at the Institute of Psychiatry and were concealing his crimes. Dafydd based his ‘treatment’ of alcoholics in north Wales – he cranked up his interest in this field in the mid-1970s, when Hugh was working with the ‘experts’ in alcoholism at the Maudsley – on the knowledge that Dafydd had acquired at the knee of the Great Men of the Maudsley. See post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’. The practices and ‘research’ at the Maudsley were simply not what they were cracked up to be. David Davies was the basis of the Institute of Psychiatry/Maudsley’s ‘expertise’ in alcohol addiction. Davies was the Dean of the Institute of Psychiatry, 1950-66, which covered the time that Dafydd was ‘training’ there. Davies’s ‘international reputation’ was based on a short study that he conducted of alcoholics. The study was based on seven patients and it was later discovered that they weren’t all alcoholics. It was on the basis of the accolades that Davies received after that study that he established the Alcohol Education Centre at the Institute of Psychiatry. See post ‘The Discovery Of A Whole New Galaxy…’.

 

Hugh Gurling was born in London. His father, Kenneth Gurling, was a physician and inaugural Dean of Medicine at the University of Nottingham. His mother, Nonie Sempill, was an Angel. After attending Sutton Valence School in Maidstone, Kent, Hugh qualified in medicine at King’s College London in 1973. He specialised in psychiatry at Guy’s Hospital and then at the Maudsley and continued with clinical work throughout his academic career, notably with a psychiatric intensive care unit, ‘treating patients too severely psychotic to be safely managed on ordinary wards’.

We now know that when Hugh Gurling was doing that, many patients ‘too severely psychotic to be safely managed on ordinary wards’ were patients who had complained of being sexually abused in care settings, including children’s homes or hospitals, or by professional people who’s careers and reputation would have bitten the dust if anyone had not dismissed the allegations of those dangerous nutters out of hand.

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The Comedians was a British television show of the 1970s (later reprised in the mid-1980s and early 1990s) produced by Johnnie Hemp of Granada Television. The show gave a stage to nightclub and working men’s club comedians of the era, including Russ Abbot, who later became known for his own TV series ‘Russ Abbot’s Madhouse’. I never watched ‘The Comedians’, I did not need to with the likes of Dafydd and Jackie Muriel Billings in my life.

Professor Hugh Gurling was brought up in Derbyshire. Where a long-standing paedophile ring was in operation, with links to Dafydd and the gang in north Wales.

In 1987, Hugh Gurling married Meryl Dahlitz, an academic neuropsychiatrist. His children are Holly, Alisdair and Laurel.

 

High Gurling’s obituary on the UCL website tells us that: Hugh’s uncompromising style and his, at times challenging, opinions did not always sit easily with colleagues and collaborators. However, his enthusiasm and energy gave him the ability to innovate and motivate young researchers and this underpinned his well-deserved reputation in the field. Hugh was also a most valued and supportive clinical colleague, who was committed to the welfare of his patients. As on any subject, he had strong views on the origins of mental health problems, but was always open to discussion and debate with those who had quite different opinions. He had strong interests in politics and the impact of health reforms on his patients.

Articles about Hugh Gurling constantly stressed his love of and commitment to the NHS. That usually translates as being a commitment to denying any healthcare failures or wrongdoing in the NHS, if necessary by launching personal attacks on anyone who dares come forward with evidence of serious wrongdoing.

Hugh Gurling’s sister Catherine Gurling is, or was, a senior lecturer at Kingston University. Which merged with St George’s Hospital Medical School during the 1990s, after repeated scandals at St George’s. Catherine is a clearly some sort of polymath. References to Catherine on the internet refer to her working with cardiologists and neuroscientists. Although Catherine works at Kingston University, she is listed as having been a company director for the British Pregnancy Advisory Service and the Neuroscience Research Charitable Trust and her address is given as Worcester. Is Catherine a Top Doctor of impressive experience? I doubt it, because Catherine is listed as being of the Business School in Kingston University. Furthermore the one piece of Catherine’s handiwork that I have found is an utterly lame power point (‘power point, the teaching aid for those who can’t teach’) discussing pedagogic research. Pedagogic research is a concept like being an expert on gender equality, its name has been taken in vain by a great many people who know nothing about it at all. From what I can see of Catherine’s power point she doesn’t either. But it’s called ‘Experts and Novices’ and there’s photos of people taking to school children.

Even more interesting than Hugh Gurling and his sister is Hugh’s mentor, Robin Murray. Robin Murray knows Dafydd!

Sir Robin Murray
Robin Murray at the Mental Health conference in Hanover, April 2013 - IMAG5320-cropped.png

Professor Sir Robin MacGregor Murray is a Scottish psychiatrist, Professor of Psychiatric Research at the Institute of Psychiatry, which is now located at King’s College London. He has treated patients with schizophrenia and bipolar illness – shouldn’t that be manic depressive insanity Robin? – at the National Psychosis Unit, South London and Maudsley NHS Trust who are referred because ‘they fail to respond to treatment’ – gosh, why ever might that be? – or ‘cannot get appropriate treatment locally’. Sir Robin sees patients privately if they are unable to obtain an NHS referral. Sir Robin will be quids in then, as mental health services collapse across the UK and no-one is able to get a referral for anything. It must be because Hugh Gurling died just before he could put the final touches to his genetics of mental illness project which was going to lead us to a place where the wolf also shall dwell with the lamb and the leopard shall lie down with the kid and the calf and the young lion and the fatling together and a little child shall lead them and the Top Doctors shall wipe away all tears from their eyes and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.

Robin Murray qualified at the University of Glasgow. He started training in psychiatry at the Maudsley Hospital and has remained there ever since, apart from one year at the National Institute of Mental Health in the USA. He has been Dean of the Institute of Psychiatry, King’s College London and Professor of Psychiatry there, but now focuses on research into, and care of people with psychotic illness. In 1987 he and Shon Lewis were among the first to suggest that schizophrenia might in part be a neurodevelopmental disorder.

Professor Murray is part of the Psychosis Research Group at the Institute of Psychiatry, perhaps the largest (by number of papers produced per annum) in the world. Yeh, OK, I can imagine the sort of thing that is being published. Murray is ranked as one of the most influential researchers in psychiatry by Thomson Reuters’ Science Watch and 3rd in schizophrenia research. So that’s why the prisons are full of psychotic people, why those who have been in receipt of Sir Robin and his colleagues’ expertise are dying in doorways and embankments and why the few long term mentally ill who have money to spare are beating a path to Sir Robin’s door for private care.

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In 1994, Robin Murray was the President of the European Association of Psychiatrists; now the European Psychiatric Association. He is a Fellow of the Royal Society (elected 2010) and also a Fellow of the Royal College of Psychiatrists. Murray is co-editor-in-chief of ‘Psychological Medicine’. He was Chairman of the Schizophrenia Commission which, over 2011 and 2012, reviewed in detail the care of people with psychosis in England and concluded people with this illness were neglected, often poorly treated and subject to discrimination.

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The Commission made numerous recommendations for improvement.

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Robin Murray and colleagues were among ‘the first to demonstrate that prolonged heavy abuse of cannabis can contribute to the onset of psychosis, and that starting early before 15 years and using high potency cannabis (e.g. skunk) particularly increase the risk’. Currently, they are researching why some people are especially vulnerable to this drug while most develop no problems. In 2009 Murray had a public disagreement with Professor David Nutt in the pages of ‘The Guardian’ about the dangers of cannabis in triggering psychosis. 

Murray previously wrote that while the risk increase is “about five-fold […] for the heaviest users”, the issue has become a political football. Murray has commented repeatedly on these issues in BBC articles and programmes, including in a ‘Panorama’  documentary on BBC One.  

 

I’m not sure when Sir Robin noticed the reefer madness which surrounded him, but Dafydd was a pioneer in this field. My post ‘Amber Rudd, The Miners’ Strike And A Memory Jogged’ describes a public meeting regarding drug abuse organised by the Bishop of Bangor, Cledan Mears, in 1984 at which Dafydd was the keynote speaker, where Dafydd told the audience had he had a patient who ‘had a problem with cannabis resin’. Brown whispered to me ‘the only problem that I’ve got with cannabis resin is that I can’t afford it’.

Brown knew what he was talking about, because until summer 1984 I used to enjoy a joint in the evening, but after I graduated I wanted to clear my debts and save some money so I gave up ‘cannabis resin’. However, Dr D.G.E. Wood had already noticed that I was suffering from reefer madness and this had been documented upon my medical records without my knowledge and given to Gwynne the lobotomist before I ever got near Gwynne. Once again, the level of the ignorance and confusion on the part of the Top Docs was impressive. Wood had concluded that I was suffering from reefer madness because I ‘habitually smelt of oil of petunia’. Now what I ACTUALLY smelt of was patchouli oil, because my mates were hippyish and that’s what hippies like to use, as any fule kno. One day I spilt a whole bottle of patchouli oil on my favourite jumper, so of course it really reeked. I did wash the jumper a few times, but it still reeked so I just thought oh sod it, I’ll smell of patchouli oil. I went to see Wood, not knowing in those days that he was running a sex trafficking ring and he asked me what perfume I was wearing. So I said patchouli oil, but I’ve spilt the whole bottle on my jumper.

Wood is thick and arrogant and obviously didn’t know what patchouli oil is, neither did he ask, so he thought that I had said pentunia oil. Whatever that is. Somehow, among all this confusion, someone else had told Wood – I think it was either Adrian Bell, the lecturer in Plant Biology who was mates with Wood or Liz Stables, the nurse in the Student Health Centre, both of whom knew about the trafficking ring and who were colluding – that people who smoke joints and hang around with hippies also have a penchant for patchouli oil.

Thus, along with the many other diagnoses, I was deemed to be suffering from reefer madness. Of course, because I gave up smoking my ONE evening spliff in 1984, by the time that I encountered Dafydd, I could not possibly have been suffering from reefer madness, because I had parted company with the reefers ages ago. But I still had reefer madness.

It was as a result of these sorts of experiences that Brown and I concluded that the Top Docs were stupid, bigoted, prejudiced, dishonest and quite mad.

Dafydd is extreme, but he is not alone. There will be other diagnoses made of reefer madness on bases as confused as the one on which Wood made his comments about me. Dafydd continued to lead the posse re cannabis psychosis throughout the 1990s, he popped up everywhere, including on the BBC, most memorably on the Kane Debates and was touted as an expert. He isn’t, he is an idiot. Furthermore, while Dafydd banged on about the Serious Problem Of Cannabis Psychosis, he was flogging Class A drugs and at least one of his patients whom Dafydd had used in a TV programme as an example of a patient suffering from cannabis psychosis could be seen selling heroin and amphetamines to school kids in Bangor on a regular basis. This young man told his foster mum that he had been paid to appear in the TV documentary with Dafydd.

By the way, Cledan Mears’s predecessor, Gwilym Williams, served as Bishop of Bangor for many years, as well as the Archbishop of Wales. Gwilym Williams was someone who concealed the paedophile gang.

Why do some people develop psychosis from smoking skunk and not other people Sir Robin? Probably because there is no correlation between the two events at all, but some people met a mad old Top Doc who didn’t know his arse from his elbow and he diagnosed reefer madness. Particularly if the Top Doc in question was running a trafficking ring and he wanted to snare the young person. Who might have just spilt a bottle of patchouli oil on her jumper.

It might well be worth investigating any possible link between skunk and psychosis but please don’t let these people do it. Furthermore, if anyone wants to know why young people are still smoking ganja like there’s no tomorrow in spite of the dire warnings from Robin Murray et al, talk to those young people and you will find that their experiences with the Top Docs are as surreal as mine were 30 years ago and as a result they do not believe what these charlies are saying. One real danger from smoking cannabis is from the tobacco which is also in the joints and Murray et al would do far more good if they educated people about that. Inhaling the smoke of anything is not a good idea which is why I’m glad that I have never been a tobacco smoker and was ever only a light cannabis smoker. The excesses of Wood et al achieved nothing but upset.

Murray was knighted in the 2011 New Year Honours for his services to medicine.

I knew Robin Murray’s name, but I never noticed his presence in the lay press until about ten years ago. Suddenly Robin and his grave warnings re reefer madness were everywhere. It happened very shortly after Brown and I published our first academic article about my experiences in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. It was only a short article and had nothing of the horrors that I have subsequently detailed on this blog, but it was noticed. I was contacted by a mature student who had been a Denbigh patient – one of the very few survivors – who asked me if I knew what a stir I had caused when people realised that I could remember what I’d witnessed in Denbigh. It was then that I noticed the collective crapping themselves of the many welfare professionals still cluttering up the place in north Wales who had worked in Denbigh and denied the abuses which were rampant there and the ‘historians of medicine’ who had written the history of Denbigh but seemed to have forgotten a few crucial facts…

Well suckers, I never used to talk about Denbigh much, not because of ‘the stigma’ but rather because I was busy with other research interests and I knew that most people from Denbigh were dead anyway, that you lot would never tell the truth and that the police were refusing to investigate because the whole damn lot of you were involved. It was your disgusting vendetta against me and anyone who supported me which reached boiling point after I published that article that prompted me to decide that one day I’d expose the lot of you.

In Dec 2017 an interview with Sir Robin Murray was published on the ‘Mad In America’ website. ‘Mad In America’ is a collective of Top Docs who are rightly concerned with practices in psychiatry and the patient harm resulting. Phil Thomas is a leading light in ‘Mad In America’. Phil Thomas worked at the Hergest Unit in the mid-1990s. Phil was there among Dafydd, among the paedophiles’ friends and among Professor Mark Williams’s research fraud which was Mindfulness (see post ‘The Biggest Expert Of The Lot’). Phil wasn’t abusive like his colleagues, but he knew what they were doing and he subsequently left the region. I can’t blame him but Phil didn’t blow any whistles, he just left us all with the people traffickers.

Phil drummed up much good PR for his work with ‘hearing voices groups’. This was an approach which did not involve drugging people who experienced auditory hallucinations, but rather encouraged them to embrace their voices and tolerate them. It did work for some people and was far better than dosing them up, but for other people it was hopeless and they remained acutely distressed by voices for example hurling abuse at them. When Phil Thomas worked at the Hergest Unit, the TV cameras arrived – if they weren’t already in situ filming Mark Williams’s Mindfulness miracle or David Healy causing a rumpus by exposing the dodgy use of ‘clinical trials’ by drug companies – on a regular basis and Phil was constructed as yet another global leader based at the Hergest Unit. Phil struck up a partnership with the Dutch psychiatrist Professor Marius Romme, who pioneered Hearing Voices Groups. Marius arrived in Bangor and was filmed being greeted by Phil Thomas on Bangor station at the beginning of a TV programme which explained the miracles that Marius and Phil would be performing.

At the time patients were being found dead regularly and others were being imprisoned after staff had perjured themselves. There were concerns raised in the media that a VIP paedophile ring was in operation in north Wales which was being concealed at the highest levels of Gov’t. The people running that ring were staffing the mental health services which were being featured as ‘the best in Europe’ by the same media outlets discussing the VIP paedophile ring. But ooh it was so hard to find evidence of that paedophile ring, ooh paedos are clever you know, there were no signs at all..

Just the corpses turning up all over north Wales, the patients hanging themselves, jumping off the Menai Bridge, dying of overdoses, the police charging into the Hergest Unit tasering patients, patients up in the magistrates courts charged with ridiculous offences but going to prison nonetheless…

Here’s Mark (below), living in the moment. It was quite nice for Mark to live in the moment, Mark’s moments consisted of eating buffets provided by drug companies at the ‘seminars’ held in the Hergest Unit or being filmed meditating. The rest of us had moments of being wrongfully arrested, sitting in cells and being threatened by the police when we tried to report assaults on us.

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I have no idea whether Marius Romme knew exactly how patients had been abused in north Wales and were often still abused. Neither do I know who else was behind the well-publicised partnership of radicals which received so much PR from the media. Marius Romme was from 1974 to 1999 Professor of Social Psychiatry at the Medical Faculty of the University of Maastricht, as well as consultant psychiatrist at the Community Mental Health Centre in Maastricht. Romme is now visiting Professor at the Mental Health Policy Centre, Birmingham City University in Birmingham. He is also credited with developing Experience Focussed Counselling together with Dr Sandra Escher and Joachim Schnackenberg.

I have discussed previously how when Phil Thomas worked at the Hergest Unit there was masses of hype regarding how the mental health services in north west Wales were the best in Europe and how every Friday a drug company would turn up with food and wine to ‘sponsor’ the ‘research seminars’ being attended by the colleagues of the paedophile gang. Because that was what was happening. Phil Thomas and David Healy were not involved with that trafficking gang themselves, but they would dutifully stand in front of the paedophiles’ colleagues and give presentations about their research to them. This was such a farce that I used to protest at those seminars, it was laughable, Dafydd would be sitting there with a plate of nibbles balanced on his knee and these utter abusive fuckwits would pretend to be learning all about ground-breaking research. No-one but me would point to the King’s New Clothes. Then the police would be called and the colleagues of the paedophile gang would demand that the police throw me out or if possible arrest me.

While those dangerous failing traffickers were presiding over a genocide at the same time as being promoted in the media as global leaders in cutting edge patient-friendly research and treatment, Virginia Bottomley was Health Secretary (see post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’). She knew exactly what was happening in north Wales. Not only that, but somebody was co-ordinating this frantic reconstruction of the image of health and social care in north Wales, while knowing damn well that those who had run the trafficking ring were still employed. It was at this time that Richard Tranter arrived disguised as a Nice Young Doctor from Oxford. Tranter turned out to be as lethal and dishonest as his colleagues, but very much more socially skilled. As the net closed in a few years ago and talk began of re-opening the investigation into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal, Tranter emigrated to New Zealand.

In 1995, Bangor University acquired a new VC, Professor Roy Evans, who had previously worked in a senior position at Cardiff University, after the well-disguised paedophiles’ friend Prof Eric Sunderland decided to retire, despite being not very old, in excellent health and continuing his relationship with the University for another 20 years. Roy Evans managed the University in such a way that those who facilitated the sex abuse gang benefited. The School of Nursing began offering degrees and pompousing as never before, yet the ‘lecturers’ in that School were nothing more than Angels who had previously abused patients in the local hospitals. Local Angels told me that it was the worst Angels who headed for jobs in the School of Nursing – now known as the School of Healthcare Sciences – which was probably why there was such a problem with bullying in that School. Meri Huws, a former social worker who was a colleague of the paedophile gang, was appointed Head of the Dept of Lifelong Learning and that Dept fell apart within a few years, amidst complaints and litigation from staff. Roy Evans retired just before I began my PhD and senior staff were all heaving sighs of relief that he had gone. It was many years before a retired member of staff explained to me that Roy was a disaster because he colluded with all the old masters of the trafficking gang. See post ‘Heart Of Darkness’ for further details of the shenanigans involving Eric Sunderland and Roy Evans.

Carlo was Chancellor of Bangor University when Roy Evans was appointed and while Evans did his best to destroy the University.

Meanwhile down in Somerset, some people were becoming very wealthy indeed.

 

Just after I had finished my PhD, I contacted Phil Thomas regarding something that he’d published. He was ever so nice and friendly and we exchanged e mails, drafts of publications and then had a phone conversation. I didn’t realise that although I’d told Phil that I remembered him from the Hergest Unit, Phil had presumed that I was a former member of staff. Well Empowered Service Users don’t write PhDs on Bourdieu do they, not even with ‘Mad In America’ liberating us all. When I finally spoke to Phil on the phone, he cheerily asked me if I was the clin psych from Swansea who frequented the Hergest Unit. I said no, I’m me – and explained who I was, the patient who remembered him. There was a deathly silence and Phil asked ‘were you one of Tony Francis’s patients?’ And I said ‘yes, it’s me, I was the one who held the protests against Dafydd Alun Jones being allowed into that unit.’ Phil paused and said ‘Well I think that was the sanest thing that anyone ever did in that Unit’. He then rang off. I never spoke to Phil again, but I did receive an e mail saying that he thought that it was probably best that we didn’t work on anything together, but gosh I had done well for myself getting that PhD.

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They must have had their heads in their hands in despair. ‘Oh God, oh please no, she’s got a PhD, Brown’s now a Professor, they’re writing letters to the broadsheets, she’s been in ‘The Guardian’, She Knows Cos She Was There…KILL THEM, IT’S THE ONLY SOLUTION…’

 

Geoffrey Pimm wasn’t the only person who helped Edward du Cann make that miraculous comeback from bankruptcy and public disgrace in 1993 so quickly.

Du Cann didn’t have to pay all the tax that he owed the Inland Revenue because someone had agreed to du Cann’s bankruptcy petition and 13 days later Geoffrey Pimm had thus helpfully automatically dismissed the matter of income tax owing, just days before du Cann’s solicitors applied to have the bankruptcy order lifted.

One thing that people owed money by businesses in trouble don’t really want to happen is to see the folk who owe them money go bankrupt, because they probably won’t get the money that is owed to them if they do. Yet readers might remember from my post ‘Conference At Cold Comfort Farm’ that it was the solicitors who had ‘previously acted’ for du Cann who petitioned for his bankruptcy, claiming that du Cann hadn’t paid their bill. Those solicitors were Denton, Hall, Burgin & Warrens.

Denton, Hall, Burgin & Warrens are listed as having been Incorporated in Jan 1992 and were established as a ‘non-trading company’. The company is now listed as having been dissolved. The Directors were named as ‘Gray’s Inn Secretaries Ltd’ – they were the ‘Company Secretary appointed 9 Jan 1993’;  DWS Directors Ltd – they were the ‘Director appointed 9 Jan 1993’; and Dentons Managers UKMEA Ltd – they were the ‘Director appointed 9 Jan 1993’.

Although the company is listed as being dissolved, a very successful company which is clearly a descendant of Denton, Hall, Burgin & Warrens still exists. The website Dentons.com provides a timeline displaying the numerous different partnerships, variations, additions etc that the company has undergone from its origins as Warrens in 1742. A perusal of the timeline confirms that Dentons.com has at various times, involved Dentons, Hall, Burgin and Warrens.

Dentons is described on Linked In thus: ‘Dentons is a global law firm driven to provide you with the competitive edge in an increasingly complex and interconnected marketplace. We were formed by the March 2013 combination of international law firm Salans LLP, Canadian law firm Fraser Milner Casgrain LLP (FMC) and international law firm SNR Denton’.

According to the company’s wiki entry, ‘Denton Wilde Sapte LLP’ (informally Dentons) was an international law firm headquartered in London, UK. It merged with the United States-based law firm Sonnenschein Nath & Rosenthal in September 2010, forming SNR Denton. At the time of the merger, Denton Wilde Sapte had 16 offices and employed around 610 lawyers.

I don’t know enough about company law to know exactly what this firm of solicitors did when they briefly invented themselves as Denton, Hall, Burgin & Warrens, but whatever it was, it seemed to have been done for no other reason than to ensure that Edward du Cann did not have to pay the massive amount that he owed to the Inland Revenue.

 

Earlier this week the National Archives released a batch of Gov’t papers under the 30 year rule. Among the revelations were that Thatcher’s Gov’t drew up a secret blacklist of its own civil servants thought to be ‘subversives’ in order to keep them under observation and block their promotion. Whitehall departments worked with MI5 to identify 1,420 civil servants to be closely watched and, where possible, kept away from computers and revenue collection roles. The majority, 733 people, were identified as Trotskyists and a further 607 as communists. Forty-five were said to be fascists and 35 Welsh or Scottish nationalists, ‘black or Asian racial extremists’ or anarchists. MI5 also compiled lists of suspect local councillors and active trade unionists deemed to be of similar concern.

Because central Gov’t did not directly employ health workers, it was unable to compile a list of ‘subversives’ in the NHS ‘without alerting those concerned, with a high risk of public exposure of our investigation’. The Gov’t overcame similar problems in the surveillance of teachers by arranging for school inspectors to report directly to MI5.

The school inspectors in north Wales were colluding with Dafydd and the paedophiles.

The Cabinet Office told ‘The Guardian’ that it regarded all this as an historical matter. After initially refusing to confirm or deny whether such blacklist operations still existed, a spokesperson later said: ‘The inter-departmental group on Subversion in Public Life (SPL) is no longer in operation and there is no other unit conducting similar work.’

Somehow I find it hard to believe that Thatch was sufficiently concerned by the plight of benefit claimants to have been fired up into action in terms of asking MI5 to start vetting everybody in public life.

Sir Kenneth Stowe, the Permanent Secretary at the Department of Health, alerted the Cabinet Secretary, Sir Robert Armstrong, that three key organisers of the strike appeared to be members of the Trotskyist Militant Tendancy movement. Armstrong and other senior civil servants then decided to revive the SPL, a 1970s Whitehall body.

Kenneth Stowe’s background and rise to power was detailed in my post ‘Additional Security Measures’. Stowe spent virtually his entire civil service career in Health/DHSS until in 1973 he joined the Cabinet Office under Heath. In 1975 Cabinet Secretary and paedophiles’ friend John – later Lord – Hunt proposed that Stowe should replace Harold Wilson’s Principal Private Secretary, who was leaving. It was considered an unusual appointment due to Stowe’s lack of Treasury experience. Stowe was Principal Private Secretary to Wilson, Callaghan and for a very short while Thatch. Stowe then served as Permanent Secretary in the N Ireland Office until 1981, when he was appointed Permanent Secretary at the DHSS, helping Norman Fowler conceal the mountain of abuse and crime in the NHS/social services.

Stowe had all the shit on the paedophiles and their friends going back decades.

Previous posts have mentioned the key role that the Athenaeum played in the lives of the paedophiles’ friends. The Athenaeum is the club favoured by Top Doctors and there was outrage after Savile’s death when it was revealed that he had been appointed to the management team of Broadmoor Hospital as a result of some cosy chats over a few meals at the Athenaeum, attended by mandarins and Health Ministers (see post ‘Socio-Political Context Of The North Wales Mental Health Services In The 1980s’).

The Athenaeum was obviously the place to be seen.  When Stowe was Callaghan’s PPS, Callaghan was invited to join the Athenauem. He then took Stowe for a nosh there. Jimmy Savile became a member of the Athenaeum after being introduced by Cardinal Basil Hume. The other members were horrified, but by club rules, Basil Hume would have been obliged to resign if Savile had been rejected, so the idiots went ahead and accepted him. Interestingly enough Basil introduced Savile to the Athenaeum in 1984, as the voices of Mary Wynch, Alison Taylor and I would not be silenced regarding the paedophiles of north Wales.

Cardinal Basil Hume’s sister Madeleine was married to John Hunt, the Cabinet Secretary. Hume’s father was Top Doctor, Professor of Medicine at Durham University and physician at the Royal Victoria Hospital, Newcastle-upon-Tyne, Sir William Errington Hume. Sir William died in 1960, but the paedophile ring in the north east directly linked to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales was established by then. Newcastle University, along with Durham University, hosted scores of Top Docs and others who concealed the crimes of Dafydd et al, some of whom subsequently relocated to work in north Wales (see posts ‘The Newcastle-upon-Tyne Connection’ and ‘A Study In Tyranny’). Lord John Walton was Mr Big of Medicine and Mr Big of Newcastle and spent years protecting Dafydd (see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’). Professor Eric Sunderland who was appointed Principal of UCNW just when the paedophiles’ friends desperately needed assistance had spent his career at Durham University.

Basil Hume has been accused of concealing child abuse at Ampleforth and of ignoring it in the wider Catholic Church. Helpful readers are sending me information about Cherie and Tony’s Catholic connections, but I haven’t had time to read it all yet…

Blair’s political stronghold was/is in the north east. His own constituency was located there, as were the constituencies of many of his loyalists, including dear old Mo Mowlam, N Ireland’s sweetheart. Who knew about that paedophile ring in the north east for years.

Stowe will have been someone who not only knew of the practices of Dafydd and the paedophiles, but ensured that Dafydd et al remained completely protected. Stowe was of such value to Lord John Hunt and successive PMs precisely because of this knowledge.

Stowe was Chair of the Institute of Cancer Research at the Royal Marsden, 1987-97. Stowe was Chair when the Royal Marsden was involved in the 1990 Bristol Cancer Help Centre scandal, which resulted from a research fraud with which one of Tony Francis’s former colleagues was involved. The scandal resulted in the (presumed) suicide of Prof Tim McElwain. See posts ‘Reports Of Death Were Greatly Exaggerated’ and ‘Apocalypse Now’.

 

Sir – later Lord – Robert Armstrong has been a loyal paedophiles’ friend throughout his long career. Robert Armstrong was Principal Private Secretary to Ted Heath, 1970-75. Between 1979-87 he was Cabinet Secretary under Margaret Thatcher. He was elevated to the peerage in 1988 and sits as a cross-bencher. It was Robert Armstrong who, in 1986, coined the phrase ‘economical with the truth’ when he was giving evidence in the Spycatcher trial.

Armstrong admitted that he knew about the paedophilia of Sir Peter Hayman, the British diplomat who was a member of PIE. Armstrong stated: ‘I was aware of it at the time but I was not concerned with the personal aspect of it’. It was Armstrong who gave Thatcher a veiled warning not to give Jimmy Savile a knighthood because of the allegations of child sexual abuse swirling around him – advice that Thatcher ignored. It July 2015, the Mail Online reported that in 1986, the then head of MI5 Sir Antony Duff wrote to Armstrong and told him that an MP had a ‘penchant for small boys’. Armstrong’s response was that ‘at the present stage…the risks of political embarrassment to the Government is rather greater than the security danger’. It is believed that the MP referred to by Sir Antony was Sir Peter Morrison.

Armstrong was Chancellor of the University of Hull, 1994-2006 and until 2013, the Chairman of the Sir Edward Heath Charitable Fund. For more information on Armstrong, see post ‘Lord Robert Armstrong’.

 

The miners’ strike had been continuing for nine months by the time that Thatch demanded that the civil service was trawled for subversives and Ministers and officials were increasingly anxious that industrial unrest could threaten the stability of the Gov’t. I will be blogging about the miners’ strike and the movements of those behind the scenes soon, I’ve just got a stack of relevant material that I want to read first.

At a meeting with the Head of MI5, Sir John Jones and two senior MI5 officers, Royd Barker and Stella Rimington – who went on to lead the organisation – Armstrong was told that the agency was ‘very ready’ to assist.

The SPL was quickly established, with representatives from MI5, Scotland Yard’s Special Branch and each of the major Gov’t departments. It had four staff members – including Barker and Rimington – and produced annual reports. A group of civil service Permanent Secretaries, known as the subversion (home) committee, was also established to oversee the SPL. It defined subversion as ‘activities which threaten the wellbeing of the state and are intended to undermine or overthrow Parliamentary democracy by political, industrial or violent means’. By matching staff records against MI5 files, the SPL came to the conclusion that there were 1,420 ‘subversives’ in the civil service, including 52 in Customs and Excise, 169 at the Inland Revenue and 111 at the Ministry of Defence, many of them at the Royal Naval dockyards at Rosyth. The largest number, however, 360, were said to be at the Department of Health.

The SPL was clearly most concerned with members of Militant Tendency, reporting that it was ‘the largest and most threatening Trotskyist group in Britain’ and that its membership had quadrupled over six years to 6,300. The SPL also reported in 1985 that 284 members of Militant were civil servants. Three years later, the figure had grown to around 450.

Senior civil servants were informed that they should consult MI5 before moving ‘subversives’ to any new post. ‘It would need to be a covert process, because any systematic barring of known subversives from certain work would be contentious,’ they were told.

Armstrong recorded that he was most concerned about computer operators, revenue collectors and people who had contact with the public.

The need for the utmost secrecy is stressed repeatedly throughout the files that have been made available. One SPL Chair, John Chilcot, wrote in June 1988: ‘It is right on balance to continue with this exercise, despite its acute sensitivity and the high risk of embarrassment in the event of any leak.’

The papers also show that MI5 mounted an operation to identify ‘subversives’ teaching at eight schools in inner London. The Office for Standards in Education said school inspectors had not reported directly to MI5 since it took over the work of HM Inspectors in 1992.

Some pages within the files passed to the National Archives have been withheld by the Cabinet Office under the section of the Public Records Acts that covers national security concerns.

The files show that Thatcher was not shown the annual SPL reports. She and her Home Secretaries, Leon Brittan and Douglas Hurd, were shown SPL’s recommendations and the appendices that detailed the number of ‘subversives’ within each department.

Thatcher informed Armstrong in Dec 1985 that she believed managers should be ‘very ready to sack subversive troublemakers if they showed any cause under the civil service rules’. She was also ‘somewhat disquieted’ to learn that there were a handful of ‘subversives’ above the rank of higher executive officer.

Rimington went on to become MI5’s Director General. In her 2001 memoir, ‘Open Secret’, Rimington describes how she was appointed as Assistant Director of one of the agency’s counter-subversion sections in 1983. ‘We worked to the principle that the activities of organisations or individuals with subversive intent was of concern to us; the right to set up and join pressure groups and to protest was not. We gave a great deal of careful thought to this distinction, and to establishing what we should and should not investigate and report on. I believe we got it right, though it would be foolish to claim that no mistake was ever made,’ she writes.

Stella, while you and Thatch obsessed over ‘subversives’ who might be supporters of Militant, a vicious gang of sex traffickers targeted me. Because I and then Brown dared complain about them, you came after us – because we were ‘subversives’. We were so subversive that Brown’s dad was a senior Army Officer who spent his time supping with Chief Constables and attending garden parties at Buck House and my whole family were paid up Tories, a number of whom had actively campaigned for the Tory Party. My grandfather was offered a knighthood for ‘services to politics’ because he worked so hard for the Tory Party, but being grandpa he turned it down and stated that he did what he did because he believed in it, rather than because he wanted an honour. Oh is that why you tried to murder his granddaughter? Pissed off that he wasn’t one of the new trashy Tories who said anything that was convenient and who’s party bosses paid good money to Saatchi and Saatchi to tell lies to voters?

TOM KING: grandpa – and my father actually – were firmly of the opinion that you were in this category. Looks like he was right.

This lot just lost it, they went completely mad. Nearly all of us who were targeted because of my encounters with Dafydd and the gang were from Tory families who had grown up among the Sir Bufton Tuftons and Sir Herbert Gussetts of the shires. None of us were even members of Militant. One of us knew someone involved with Class War and everyone considered the man from Class War a tosser. Some of us did become involved with leftist groups eventually, but don’t worry Stella, we parted company with them when we found out that they too were ignoring the serious abuse of vulnerable people because of the left’s determination to show ‘support’ for the NHS.

Many of the events that I have described on this blog happened when Stella was busy employing the services of SPL group. Some of the mad or simply unpleasant people whom we encountered who caused us so much grief, who stole from us, who told people that I was ‘dangerous’ and told Brown’s students and colleagues that he was a ‘paedophile’ were employed by MI5 or Special Branch. I am aware of counter-espionage and that there was a battle going on between different factions of the security services, but I remember what happened to me Stella. I was left to die after a serious illness, my friend was killed and then I and every other witness was hounded out of job after job after job. If you did have anyone trying to help us, they were spectacularly ineffective. They were however highly effective in helping Dafydd and the paedophiles.

In the wake of the revelations regarding the depths of madness to which Thatch and her Home Secretaries sunk, it was gobsmacking to read that the think tank Policy Exchange is suggesting that ‘life imprisonment’ should be introduced for ‘enemies of the state’ who commit ‘treason’; the last person convicted of treason was of course William Joyce aka Law Haw-Haw. Now if ‘treason’ was to be interpreted as a gang of NHS and social care professionals running a sex trafficking ring and politicians colluding, perhaps there might be a reason for waxing lyrical about treason. But treason won’t be interpreted as that will it. Treason will be ‘gaining substantial evidence that Dafydd is running a paedophile gang, one of the members being linked to the Royal Family’ or ‘wearing one of those Spartist little black caps that Jeremy Corbyn used to wear’. I’m tempted to suggest that treason could just be defined as voting Labour, but voting for the Windbag, or Blair or the drip Ed would still be a vote for the paedophiles. As is a vote for Plaid, for the Lib Dems or indeed anyone else. Because we mustn’t upset the Top Docs. Brown and I spilt their pints when we were 20 and look what is still happening now that we’re 55.

There is a long and glorious history of prioritising sex offenders over Brown and I. I have explained how the paedophiles’ friends were paying people in Somerset to keep quiet about what was happening to us and also to smear us. I also mentioned that when we were in the sixth form, the man who drove the sixth formers to Bridgwater College had served a prison sentence for abusing children and denounced Brown and I as ‘really strange’. The bus driver is dead now, so I’m happy to name him as Mick Parkin. Years after Mick Parkin came out of prison, his long suffering wife finally left him, because, she told people, of Mick’s ‘carrying ons with children’. Who, at that very time was scuttling around Somerset telling people how Mick thought that Brown and I were really strange? Only the one girl in the village who a few years later became a police officer. She was a neighbour of Mick’s and he was fine by her. This particular girl also covered herself in glory when we were 14 and an older girl at school became pregnant. WPC Young or whatever her fucking title later was gloried in telling the other kids that the girl who’d become pregnant ‘hadn’t been brought up properly’. There was a happy ending though, the baby was born with spina bifida and died. The bereaved teenager was told by everyone that it was one problem out of the way.
Then there was the other sex offender in a neighbouring village, a young man who did gardening and window cleaning. Concern was expressed by some regarding his habit of exposing himself but nothing really was said about it. One night he broke into a disabled woman’s home and sexually assaulted her. There was no action taken against him.
In your constituency Lord King! While you were an MP and the Cabinet of which you were part were in hot pursuit of Brown and me.
More recently I heard that one of the girls with whom I had been at school was now working as a prison officer and was guarding a celebrity prisoner – Gary Glitter, who did of course have a house at Wedmore in Somerset. Everybody maxed out on their disgust of Gary Glitter. Including the prison officer, whom I remember when she was in her late teens was a close friend of a very predatory bunch of young men who were sexually exploiting underaged girls…
There is a great deal of hypocrisy and confusion saturating the whole field of sexually exploitative behaviour and those frothing at the mouth about paedophiles and perverts or bellyaching on about ‘safeguarding’ seem to be so often rather close to abusers themselves…
A bit more regarding the benefits that were enjoyed by one of the Somerset contingent when he was receiving a great deal of money from paedophiles’ friends in high places, holidays to Japan, guest appearances on TV etc as described in my post ‘Upper Class Twit Of The Year – Shooting Themselves’. He also found himself taken to a Pro Celebrity Golf Tournament! Among the stars with whom he mingled were that twattish actor off East Enders who played the car dealer, Frank Butcher and a young Tiger Woods!
The actor who played Frank Butcher was a real-life friend of Barbara Windsor.
Who starred in ‘Carry On Doctor’.
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‘Young chickens may be soft and tender but the older birds have more on them”

“Yes.  And take a lot more stuffing”

Ooh matron…

I have been sent two interesting news stories from the past which I somehow missed.

In Oct 2016 the Rev Mark Carey, the son of George Carey, the former Archbishop of Canterbury, was arrested over an allegation that in the 1980s he sexually abused a child. The Rev Carey was suspended by the Diocese of Leeds after a complaint was filed with Durham Constabulary. In April 2017 the Rev Mark Carey was cleared.

The Rev Mark Carey may have indeed been completely innocent, he may have been subjected to a thorough and fair investigation and might have been subsequently rightly cleared. However his dad George hasn’t really done Mark’s reputation any favours now that it had been revealed that George undoubtedly concealed the sex offences of Bishop Peter Ball for years.

 

In June 2005 Wales Online reported on a huge row at Swansea NHS Trust involving a paediatric neurosurgeon, Tim Buxton. It was stated that Tim Buxton, who had been suspended on full pay for two years, had now been dismissed by the Trust after ‘an irretrievable breakdown in relationships’ with his colleagues. Tim Buxton’s defenders claimed that he was ‘an internationally renowned consultant who was dismissed as a consequence of a bitter campaign to retain paediatric neurosurgery at Morriston Hospital’, after it had been decided that the Morriston should only offer an emergency service and that inpatient paediatric neurosurgery in south Wales should be carried out at Cardiff.

Dr Dai Lloyd, a GP and the Plaid AM for South Wales West, was defending Tim Buxton and was quoted as saying that the only reason why Tim had been sacked was that ‘he’d stood up for the future of his own unit and this is pay back time’.

It was admitted in the news report that although Tim Buxton himself had been suspended after complaints made in 2003 – the nature of the complaints and who made them was not given – his unit at Swansea was in serious difficulty. The NHS had issued a statement referring to communication problems, problems in relationships between staff and stating that ‘new leadership’ was probably needed. I am very familiar with NHS-speak and the comments provided regarding that unit could only have meant that it was in a dreadful state with consultants at each others throats and trying to blow each other out of the water while patients were caught in the cross-fire. Patients will have been in danger as well, but no-one ever dares mention that as they bollock on about ‘communication’ and ‘leadership’.

Buxton himself was clearly livid that he was being questioned and he talked about the need to bring in mediators to ‘mend relationships in difficulty’.

Things at Swansea were obviously as bad as they could be. People in the NHS only begin to talk about bringing in mediators when the staff are behaving so badly that the situation has become frankly so embarrassing that it cannot be concealed or excused. Neither does the mediation work, because by then things are unresolveable. Mediators are also called in when something so serious has happened that there is potential for litigation regarding matters that it would attract headlines. Any other organisation would have sacked those involved years before, but no, the NHS will bring in mediators after years of ignoring an ever-worsening mess which has usually resulted in at least a few patient deaths.

In 2003 my lawyers had the NW Wales NHS Trust bang to rights. We demonstrated that I had been assaulted by staff and injured, refused access to the police to report the assault, subsequently refused treatment unlawfully, harassed in public by NHS staff and that members of the public who had witnessed some of these events had been insulted and threatened by NHS staff. It was known by then that the Hergest Unit was in meltdown, the suicide rate was one of the highest in the UK and some GPs were refusing to refer patients there because they were of the opinion that it was dangerous.

So the NW Wales Trust told my solicitor that they’d organise ‘mediation’. I felt like rolling my eyes at this after all that I had been through, but my solicitor said no, you’ve got to give them a chance. The Trust called in mediators and footed the bill. The staff who had assaulted and injured me refused to attend the mediation. Every member of staff but one who had been involved in the failure to investigate my complaint or ensure that I had access to treatment refused to sit in the same room as me. So I sat in a room with my lawyer and the mediators, while people who had lied about me to the police and unlawfully refused me treatment sat in another room and sent messages through. One member of staff did agree to sit in the room with me, Dr Tony Roberts, the ‘clinical director’ of the Hergest Unit, who had been responsible for ordering every other Top Doctor in north Wales not to treat me. I asked Tony Roberts ONE question – not rudely, no swearing, just one question regarding his orchestrating of the complete withdrawal of NHS treatment for me. He snapped ‘I’m not going to listen to this’ and walked out of the room. He had been in the room for approximately three minutes. The hospital solicitor Patricia Gaskell ran out of the room after Roberts and begged him to return. Roberts walked away. The mediators subsequently wrote to the Trust and told them that the situation was unmediable.

Keith Thomson, Chief Exec of the NW Wales NHS Trust, subsequently wrote to my solicitor stating that the mediation had broken down because of ‘your client’s behaviour’. That was the end of the matter as far as Thomson was concerned and I continued to be refused treatment unlawfully.

Tony Roberts at the time had the highest suicide rate among his female patients across the whole of England and Wales except for Top Docs in Camden. Other Hergest patients as well as I had written to the Secretary of State for Wales such was our despair at the ‘service’. Keith Thomson declared us to be ‘attention seekers’.

Patients continued to die at the Hergest Unit. Some three years ago it was made public that a ‘secret report’ had been written about the Hergest Unit confirming that problems there were terrible and that patient safety was compromised. The Betsi had concealed the report. The author of the report was an ‘independent consultant’, Robin Holden. Robin Holden recommended ‘sensitive mediation’ between staff .

Robin Holden was previously an Angel at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. Following that, Robin Holden was the manager of the Hergest Unit, where he refused to investigate serious complaints, lied to patients and colluded with the forging of documents (see post ‘A Solicitor’s Letter From North East Wales MIND’). Holden had managed the Hergest Unit just before I was assaulted and injured by staff there.

Is there any other organisation on the planet which would recommend ‘mediation’ after violent criminals had spent years assaulting and injuring people, committing perjury and conspiring to pervert the course of justice when a lawyer had finally gathered enough evidence to put them on trial?

I have no idea whether Tim Buxton and his colleagues were guilty of anything like the sort of misconduct that I witnessed at the Hergest Unit. I did consider that Tim just might have been a whistleblower, that is usually the only circumstances in which a consultant is sacked. It was mentioned by Wales Online that the NHS had searched for other positions for Tim Buxton across Wales and England ‘without success’. So no-one wanted to employ Tim. If Tim was a whistleblower, that is precisely what would happen.

There is one factor however that causes me to suspect that Tim was not a whistleblower and had not been dismissed simply for defending his unit. That is that Tim was being supported by the BMA, who had stated that if Tim’s forthcoming appeal against dismissal – which was being conducted through the BMA – was unsuccessful, the BMA ‘would not hesitate to launch a legal challenge on Tim Buxton’s behalf’. The BMA had stated that there ‘is no doubt that he has suffered’.

Who from the BMA was making the statements and representing Tim Buxton? One Tony Chadwick, the Deputy Welsh Secretary of the BMA. Tony Chadwick is also known as AH Chadwick and he has been supporting suffering Top Doctors for many years. Tony Chadwick’s name is all over my documents. For years during the late 1980s and early 1990s, Tony Chadwick was advising Tony Francis and the other ‘BMA psychiatrists’ in north Wales regarding me. Chadwick was cc’d into letters discussing how I could be held responsible for offences for which there was no evidence that I had ever committed and how this could be used as a basis for transferring me without trial to a secure hospital. Chadwick knew that I had complained about being illegally imprisoned one two occasions and he knew that I had detailed the most serious abuses of patients and associated crime on the part of the ‘BMA psychiatrists’. He was fully aware that none of the complaints had been investigated. Chadwick offered his full support to Francis and the ‘BMA psychiatrists’ and was popping up to Bangor to meet them. Chadwick agreed that I was a problem who had to be dealt with and he was most concerned about the way in which Francis and others were suffering at my hands. See previous posts for details.

So Tony Chadwick’s robust defence of Tim Buxton does not mean that Tim has behaved perfectly. Tim could be running a paedophile gang and Tony Chadwick would still do all he could to help him and criminalise any patient who complained.

Tony Chadwick has disappeared from the internet since I began this blog.

Tony Chadwick and the BMA came up trumps for Mr Buxton though. In Feb 2009, Wales Online reported that Abertawe Bro Morgannwg University NHS Trust, the successor to Swansea NHS Trust, had been ordered to repay Buxton £500k after a High Court hearing. The case had not finished and it was estimated that the Trust would end up paying Buxton nearly £1 million. Buxton seemed to have won his case on a technicality, the Trust having used the ‘wrong procedures’ for dismissing him. Not that the wrong procedures which were used had involved people shoving custard pies in Tim’s face and de-bagging him, there had just been a very minor breach of protocol which the BMA lawyers had managed to find after four years of intensive scrutiny. And no doubt if necessary they’d have forged a few documents.

There’s another reason why the BMA would have been able to get Abertawe Bro Morgannwg University NHS Trust to fees up and cough up for dear old Tim. The BMA knew about Tony Francis and his wrongdoing, after all Tony Chadwick had helped them all out years previously. That would have been a powerful factor in 2009. Because by then, the NHS in north Wales was in meltdown, there had been a constant stream of deaths at the Hergest Unit and the mistreatment of one Sally Baker had become so high profile that it could not be ignored any longer.

The Health Secretary in Feb 2009 was Edwina Hart. She had tried to take on the paedophiles’ friends but had been reminded of how much shit they had on her from her previous activities as Chair of the Wales TUC. Edwina’s husband Bob was also Chair of Wales TUC. In that capacity they had both concealed the crimes of the paedophiles’ friends. It was the BMA who were leading the ‘Edwina out’ campaign. Edwina had received enough evidence from me to begin a police investigation into the conduct of the Chair and the CEO of the North West Wales NHS Trust. She did not follow up my complaints after the CEO and Chair just ignored her requests to ‘investigate and resolve the situation’. Edwina knew that I had been refused all NHS treatment for any condition and had been repeatedly wrongfully arrested on the orders of the Chair and CEO of the Trust. Neither of them ever faced any action. Edwina hated them but they all had so much shit on each other that they were paralysed. Edwina was the AM for the Gower, near Swansea. At the time that Buxton hit the jackpot, Edwina was leading a Brave Campaign to retain NHS services, including neurosurgery, at Swansea.

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After I demonstrated that I was completely unable to access NHS treatment, I asked Edwina if private provision could be made for me. She flatly refused and it was explained to me that Edwina was ideologically against any sort of private care.

Tim Buxton can be seen on the internet listed as a Top Doctor offering private care through BUPA.

No wonder Edwina ended up giving business support grants to people with whom she’d had sex when she was Minister for Business and Enterprise, could one ever imagine anyone getting themselves in such a pickle in terms of being compromised?

Wales Online reported that in Feb 2009 Tim Buxton’s rep from the BMA was by then Andrew Cross. Tony Chadwick must have been busy elsewhere fighting on behalf of people traffickers. It was explained that Buxton had been supported by his family, by politicians and his patients. Dr Richard Lewis, the Welsh Secretary for the BMA, told Wales Online that ‘it was astonishing that while patients recognise the importance of retaining the expert skills of Buxton, the Trust was blind to it’.

It is highly likely that patients did support Tim Buxton, because even if he had have been harming them, it will have been concealed. They will have all have been reassured repeatedly by everyone that Mr Buxton was an internationally renowned neurosurgeon who was doing his best. If patients died as a result of his incompetence, no-one would have been told, it would simply have been explained that the patient was seriously ill, that the operation was a difficult one and that poor old Tim was mortified to have lost a patient.

When Tony Francis fell out with his own colleagues in the late 1990s, I and other patients robustly supported him. We could see that he was being treated appallingly by the other ‘BMA psychiatrists’ and we hated them anyway because they had been so dreadful to us. None of us had any idea that Francis was just as mad and dangerous as they were, because he had better social skills than his colleagues and our medical records had been witheld from us so none of us knew what he had written on there and was trying to do to us. We had all had run-ins with Tony Francis over the years and witnessed him losing control and doing and saying some odd things. Whenever we raised concerns we were simply reassured that Tony was very sorry, he didn’t mean to upset us, he was ill, he was in pain and he was suffering from depression, so please could we understand his situation. He was ill, we knew that, so being the axe wielding maniacs that we were, we were sympathetic to Francis and gave him the benefit of the doubt. Meanwhile he was conspiring to have us framed for serious offences and banged up.

The world caught up with Tony in the end and after Operation Pallial was launched, he killed himself. His wife told everyone that it was because of me. I hadn’t seen him for years and I was actually in Scotland when I received an e mail from a friend telling me that he’d killed himself. I was in Scotland because it had become far too dangerous for me to remain in north Wales and no-one would respond to my concerns about the policeman with a gun who was threatening me and my friends or the cars that had tried to run me off the road.

OK Sadie, it was all my fault. You lot ran a sex trafficking gang, everyone was either involved or terrified, the gang got bigger and bigger and more and more powerful with politicians in their pocket and Tony finally going over the edge and killing himself was all my fault. Because I had dared complain about the gang twenty years previously.

No-one seems to know how Tony Francis killed himself. One person told me that they thought that he’d hung himself. Brown observed that if he did, he must have been in a very bad way indeed. Top Doctors don’t usually hang themselves. It is a slow and unpleasant way of dying because one is strangled to death. During the process, most people change their minds and try to get the rope off but can’t. The bodies of the deceased usually have injuries to the fingers where they have desperately grappled with the rope. Top Docs are able to prescribe themselves powerful drugs which will kill them painlessly, so I wonder why Francis didn’t do that, particularly as he was on opiates for pain relief anyway.

A number of the ‘suicides’ of the victims of the paedophile gang in north Wales were almost certainly murders. Former kids in care and mental health patients were found hanging on a regular basis, sometimes in situations which they would not have been able to have arranged themselves. There were never any questions asked, just as there were no questions asked about all those inmates of Risley Remand Centre’s hospital wing who were found hanging.

Presumably no-one suspected that Tony Francis’s death was a murder disguised as a suicide, although Tony was someone who would have had a great deal of information regarding the Mr Bigs behind the Westminster Paedophile Ring. If murder had been suspected, Sadie would have had me arrested wouldn’t she.

Thanks for not pinning that one on me Sadie! It was simply just all my fault, it wasn’t actually me who had committed the murder…

As for Tim Buxton, obviously he was happy with his jackpot, but he did explain to Wales Online that the ‘strapping financial constraints’ had been difficult and that he had been living on just one seventh of his usual income. I take Tim’s comments to be more of a reflection on how huge his ‘normal income’ is, rather than any suggestion that the BMA opened a soup kitchen to keep him alive.

As for Abertawe Bro Morgannwg University NHS Trust who had been stung by this unholy alliance between the Top Docs, the BMA and utterly shameless politicians, the Chairman of the Trust Win Griffiths stated that he was ‘disappointed’ with the High Court judgement, but that the Trust would adhere to it.

Win Griffiths is a former teacher who was the Labour MP for Bridgend, 1987-05; the MEP for South Wales, 1979-89: and a junior Minister in the Welsh Office, 1997-98. Win was a mate of Rhodri Morgan’s, Win knew about Dafydd and the paedophiles in north Wales, Win knew about George Thomas in south Wales and Win knew about Ron Davies. Win knew that patients in north Wales were being grossly abused and fitted up by NHS and social services staff. Win never uttered a word about any of it. After leaving politics, Win became Chair of WCVA – in which capacity he ignored the collusion of the Third sector with the abuse of vulnerable people – and the Chair of Abertawe Bro Morgannwg NHS Trust. So after a career of colluding with criminal and abusive Top Docs, Win was stung for the best part of £1 million quid by the BMA.

As ye sow, so shall ye reap Win…

What of Tim Buxton’s Loyal Supporter, GP Dr Dai Lloyd, the Plaid AM for South Wales West?  Back in 2005 when Tim was fuming at being sacked, Dai wanted Dr Brian Gibbons to intervene. Gibbons was then the Health Minister and was the best mate of many a paedophiles’ friend and abusive Top Doc. When I wrote to Gibbons and told him that I had documentary evidence of serious crime on the part of NHS staff in north Wales, Gibbons wrote back and told me that this correspondence was over. Presumably poor old Gibbons didn’t rush to the aid of Tim Buxton either, perhaps Gibbons was just paralysed into inaction under all circumstances.

Dai Lloyd was born in Tywyn in Gwynedd in 1956 and studied at the Welsh National School of Medicine, qualifying in 1980. Dai knows all about Dafydd and the gang as well as the people such as Prof Kenneth Rawnsley in the Welsh National School of Medicine who protected them then. Dai will also have known about the huge problems in the Welsh National School of Medicine which were concealed for years. Perhaps as a result of the University Hospital of Cardiff’s deep and meaningful relationship with the child molester George Thomas.

So Tim Buxton picked up a million quid, the BMA lawyers were paid handsomely and the spineless politicians who didn’t dare do anything but support the internationally renowned neurosurgeon who was Tim, although they all knew how much blood there was on the carpet at the Morriston Hospital, remained in their well-paid jobs. Dai continued to enjoy an income as a GP as well as an AM. Even Win Griffiths remained in his well-remunerated public positions. The public still do not know if any disability or deaths sustained during neurosurgery at the Morriston were unavoidable or the consequence of a load of mad bastards who hated each other and refused to work together.

The usual contingent won the day.

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Life In Cold Blood

Previous posts have described how the security services monitored what was happening in north Wales, as well as at other places such as St George’s Hospital Medical School and Springfield Hospital, but used their resources to protect Dafydd et al, not their victims. It was obvious to me that ‘national security’ was being defined in terms of avoiding reputational damage to institutions such as law and medicine, although the corruption was so serious many lives were undoubtedly at risk.

While reading Hugo Young’s biography of Thatcher, ‘One Of Us’, I was reminded of a landmark judgement during that Thatcher years, in which the interests of the Gov’t were defined as the interests of ‘national security’, no matter what the interests of the Gov’t was.

In 1984, Clive Ponting, a senior civil servant in the MoD, felt that the deception and misinformation on the part of the Cabinet regarding the sinking of the Belgrano during the Falklands conflict was so great that he leaked sensitive Gov’t documents to Parliament via the Labour MP for Linlithgow, Tam Dalyell. Clive Ponting had witnessed discussions between Michael Heseltine, the then Defence Secretary and Heseltine’s officials, who concluded that Parliament should continue to be misled regarding the sinking of the Belgrano.

When Ponting was identified as the source of the leaked documents, he was prosecuted under section 2 of the Official Secrets Act. The presiding judge at Ponting’s 1985 trial was Justice McCowan.

 

Ponting was subsequently acquitted by the jury, despite remarks in McCowan’s summing up which, as ‘The Daily Telegraph’ said in a leading article, ‘seemed to lean heavily towards the prosecution case’. Ponting’s defence had been that his actions were to save Parliament from being misled and were therefore in the interests of the State (a defence under the Act). McCowan ruled that the interests of the State must mean the interests of the Gov’t of the day, to which the Civil Service was bound by a relationship of trust. McCowan’s ruling meant that civil servants had no higher duty than their duty to carry out the instructions of Ministers.

So it was Justice McCowan who determined that if the Gov’t wished to conceal the crimes of a pan-European sex trafficking ring which was murdering witnesses, that was in the national interest.

 

Sir Anthony James Denys McCowan (12 January 1928 – 3 July 2003) was a British barrister and judge of the High Court of Justice and Court of Appeal. After attending Epsom College, McCowan studied at Brasenose College, Oxford, where he was a member of the University Conservative Association. McCowan was called to the Bar at Gray’s Inn in 1951. Sir William Mars-Jones, President of UCNW, 1982-95 and Ronnie Waterhouse’s friend, who acted as an umbrella for Dafydd and the trafficking gang for years, was a member of Gray’s Inn. After building up a practice in criminal, property and personal injury law, McCowan was made a QC in 1972 and was appointed a judge of the Queen’s Bench Division of the High Court of Justice in 1981. In 1989 McCowan became a judge of the Court of Appeal, but only sat for eight years until ill health forced him to retire in 1997.

McCowan was born in Georgetown, Guyana, the son of a magistrate. In 1951 he helped found the Bow Group, the first meeting of which was attended by, among others, William Rees-Mogg, Geoffrey Howe and Norman St John Stevas. Howe worked as a barrister on the corrupt Chester and Wales Circuit and was a lifelong friend of Sir Ronnie Waterhouse. When I worked at St George’s Hospital Medical School, a member of staff who was well-acquainted with the gay scene told me that St John Stevas was known to be ‘holding spanking parties with little boys’ and that ‘no-one knows how he is getting away with it’.

McCowan’s pupillage was with Stanley Rees, at 1 Crown Office Row. Sir Stanley Rees was born in South Africa. His father was an English doctor of Welsh descent and Rees subsequently read law at University College, Oxford. After taking Silk in 1957, Rees defended in a series of high profile criminal trials at the Old Bailey, including the Brighton police corruption case, at which his client was acquitted. Rees was Recorder of Croydon, 1961-62 and the last Chairman of the East Sussex Quarter Sessions, 1964-71. When Rees was appointed a High Court judge in 1962, he went into the Family Division. His most famous case was the wardship proceedings concerning the three children of the 7th Earl and Countess of Lucan.

In the drawn-out first hearing in 1973, Rees – unimpressed with Lord Lucan’s character – gave custody to Lady Lucan, a decision that Lord Lucan’s friends later suggested had triggered the events of the following year. Although Lord Lucan had been granted ‘reasonable access’ to his children, his friend John Aspinall later said that the decision had been a ‘terrible blow’.

On the evening of November 7 1974, a year after the custody hearing, Lady Lucan ran into a Belgravia pub with blood on her face, saying that she had just escaped from a murderer. The police later found the body of the family nanny, Sandra Rivett, in a mailbag in the basement of Lady Lucan’s house.

Lady Lucan told police that she had gone downstairs to find the nanny when her estranged husband attacked her. When challenged by her, he said that he had mistaken the nanny for her and killed her. A warrant was soon issued for Lord Lucan’s arrest and a search was launched along the Sussex coast near Newhaven where it was believed he may have committed suicide; another theory was that he had fled overseas.

A week after Lucan’s disappearance, Rees presided at a further hearing concerning the children and after two and a half hours of secret consultation with Lady Lucan, he announced that the children would remain with their mother. Lord Lucan was never seen again.

After being attacked by her husband, Lady Lucan had the misfortune to end up in the hands of St George’s Hospital and her sanity was questioned. Lady Lucan always maintained that the various Top Doctors who pronounced on her alleged mental health problems were taking instructions from her husband.

The coroner who presided over the inquest of Sandra Rivett, Dr Paul Knapman, was a St George’s graduate himself and in his capacity as the coroner for Westminster presided over some of the highest profile inquests of the 20th century. When I worked in medical research in London I was told quite explicitly that Knapman was corrupt.

 

Sir Anthony McCowan practised in London and on the South Eastern Circuit. He became leader of the South Eastern Circuit in 1978, having been appointed Deputy Chairman of the East Sussex Quarter Sessions in 1969. McCowan was a member of the Parole Board for England and Wales, 1982-84 and of the Crown Court Rule Committee, 1982-88. In 1986, the year after the Ponting case, McCowan became Presiding Judge of the South Eastern Circuit. Throughout the 1970s and 80s, John Allen owned brothels in Brighton, Sussex, where kids from children’s homes in north Wales were trafficked.

On 3 Oct 1989 McCowan was appointed to the Court of Appeal of England and Wales and made a Privy Councillor. In 1991 McCowan was made Senior Presiding Judge of England and Wales, a position he held until ill-health forced him to resign in 1995. He resigned from the Bench two years later.

1991 was the year of the Great Cover-Up; the year that I and my two friends who worked in the media and who wanted to make a film about north Wales had our careers ruined (see post ‘The Turn Of The Screw’); the year that there were two attempts to have me imprisoned by the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales, one of those attempts taking place at the Royal Courts of Justice in the Strand (see post ‘Upper Class Twit Of The Year – Shooting Themselves’); the year that the Somerset contingent who knew what was happening to me in north Wales really began raking in the money (see post ‘Upper Class Twit Of The Year – Shooting Themselves’); and the year that Lilibet gave Sir Peter Morrison his knighthood and also handed out honours to a few others who were involved in the Westminster Paedophile Ring.

The Lord Chancellor when McCowan was appointed Senior Presiding Judge of England and Wales was paedophiles’ friend Lord James Mackay (see post ‘Upper Class Twit Of The Year – Shooting Themselves’).

When he was young, Anthony McCowan had briefly featured on Conservative Central Office’s list of approved Parliamentary candidates, but soon decided to concentrate on the Bar.

During the 1980s McCowan presided in a number of highly publicised IRA trials. After his promotion to the Court of Appeal, McCowan was one of the judges on the appeal of the Maguire Seven in 1991; the appellants had spent 15 years in prison after being jailed at the Old Bailey for running an IRA bomb factory. Following an 18 day hearing, the judges allowed the appeal on the sole ground that traces of nitroglycerine found on their hands and gloves at their north London home, which formed the basis for their convictions, could have been the result of innocent contamination. They rejected five other grounds of appeal, in particular claims that the prosecution scientists had deliberately withheld relevant evidence.

The miscarriage of justice involving the Macguire Seven was quite extraordinary. There was no evidence against them, they had been horrifically brutalised while in police custody, including Anne McGuire – a middle aged lady who was a member of the local Conservative Club – and her 14 year old son Patrick. After she was released, Anne McGuire gave interviews in which she said that despite the brutality that she had suffered at the hands of the police, she never thought that she would be convicted because the allegations were so ludicrous. As with the Birmingham Six, virtually every professional involved in the Macguire Seven case had lied and lied and lied.

It was Anthony McCowan, in his capacity as Lord Justice McCowan, who in March 1993 rejected the application of the families of six victims of Hillsborough for a judicial review to quash the Hillsborough inquest verdict.

 

Clive Ponting was not the first civil servant under Thatcher’s Gov’t to have been prosecuted under the Official Secrets Act. In 1983, Sarah Tisdall, then an FCO clerical officer, leaked British Gov’t documents to ‘The Guardian’ and was subsequently jailed. in 1983. Tisdall anonymously sent ‘The Guardian’ photocopied documents detailing when American cruise missiles would be arriving in Britain. The documents set out the political tactics that Heseltine, then Defence Secretary, would use to present the matter in the Commons.

There did not appear to be any threat to national security in the revelation but the Gov’t nonetheless brought a legal action against ‘The Guardian’, seeking an order requiring the newspaper to reveal its source. Although ‘The Guardian’ successfully argued that it was protected by section 10 of the Contempt of Court Act 1981 from providing the information, the judgement by Justice Scott was almost immediately overturned. The appeal by the Attorney-General – paedophiles’ friend Michael Havers – was on the grounds that although the documents themselves were harmless, a civil servant capable of leaking them might leak other documents which could pose a threat to national security.

‘The Guardian’ complied with a court order to hand over the documents, which were identified as coming from a FCO photocopying machine. The machine led to Tisdall. In March 1984, Tisdall pleaded guilty to a charge under section 2 of the Official Secrets Act 1911. She was sentenced to six months in jail, but was released after four months.

‘The Guardian’ handed over the documents when the Editor Peter Preston realised that he might go to prison if they did not. So Sarah went to prison instead. There was much criticism of Preston from other journos at the time for failing to protect his source. But then Preston knew what was happening to kids in care and mental health patients in north Wales and he never published a word about it. Furthermore ‘The Guardian’ was accepting advertising revenue from Social Service Depts which they knew had been infiltrated by paedophiles. See post ‘Workers’ Play Time’.

 

The prosecutions of Tisdall and Ponting took place in an atmosphere of paranoia and panic on the part of Thatcher’s Gov’t re ‘national security’.

I cannot help wondering if Thatcher’s Gov’t were well aware that the wrongdoing of people like Peter Morrison and St John Stevas was so great that they were going into overdrive in order to ensure that it never became public. After all, whilst all this was happening, a bunch of benign students in Bangor had been placed under surveillance by the security services because of the fear that they were going to uncover the enormity of the crimes of Dafydd et al.

Heseltine: we were not terrorists, we were entirely harmless young people, with no money and no access to things like broadsheet editors. What on earth did you think that you were doing you mad old git? All I did was complain about an old pervert and people directly linked to your Gov’t tried to kill us and indeed did kill one of us.

 

My friend Anne Vernon was killed in the spring of 1986. Heseltine did not occupy any Ministerial position at the time of Anne’s death, because he had waltzed out of the Cabinet in Jan 1986, over the Westland row, another incident from which someone in Somerset who knew what was going on in north Wales did very well out of (see post ‘Those Who Wish To Serve’). Douglas Hurd was Home Secretary when Anne was murdered by the British state. Law-abiding harmless Anne, doing a PhD on noctuid moths, who’s mum was a teacher and who’s dad was an accountant. Because her closest friend in north Wales had complained about the people running the Westminster Paedophile Ring.

 

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Is it not extraordinary that Thatcher’s Gov’t set out to kill the young adult children of some solid Tory supporters?? I expect that Thatch thought that we were holding the country to ransom.

 

After completing my MSc at Hammersmith Hospital/Royal Postgraduate Medical School in June 1987, I spent a few months living with Brown and some others in Leicester. Brown was doing his PhD at the Centre for Mass Communication Research at Leicester University. I have mentioned previously that although Brown was in receipt of an ESRC studentship which covered tuition fees paid to Leicester University, he was given absolutely no facilities or mentoring at all. Not even a desk, although other PhD students were accommodated. So Brown made himself an office in our house and worked from home. The only facilities that Leicester University provided for him were library facilities.

Leicestershire was the location of the paedophile ring which included social worker Frank Beck and Labour MP Greville Janner. Beck had not been jailed when we were living in Leicester and Greville Janner had not yet been investigated by the police, although many complaints had been made about Beck and Janner. As in the case of north Wales, the police, the local authorities, the criminal justice system and the NHS in Leicestershire were fully on board with the gang, as were huge swathes of Leicester University, particularly those members of staff in the medical school, education, law and the social sciences (see posts ‘An Expert From England’, ‘Radical Leicester and Some Other Free Radicals’ and ‘Gwlad y Menig Gwynion’). Leicester University also had strong links to the BBC/media industry, as a result of the former Principal being the father of David and Richard Attenborough.

 

University of Leicester – view of the Attenborough tower.

 

David Attenborough’s bibliography includes: Zoo Quest to Guyana (1956); The Tribal Eye (1976); The Trials Of Life (1990); The Private Life Of Plants (1994); The Life Of Birds (1998); Amazing Rare Things (2007); Life In Cold Blood (2007).

David’s brother was the notorious luvvie dear, dear Dickie. Dickie starred in ‘I’m All Right Jack’ (1959). In the late 1950s, Attenborough formed a production company, Beaver Films and began to build a profile as a producer on projects including ‘The League Of Gentlemen’ (1959). His feature film directorial debut was the all-star screen version of the hit musical ‘Oh! What A Lovely War!’ (1969). Attenborough’s later films as Director and Producer include ‘Chaplin’ (1992).

After 33 years of service as President of the Muscular Dystrophy campaign, Attenborough became the charity’s Honorary Life President in 2004. In 2012, the charity established the Richard Attenborough Fellowship Fund to honour his lifelong commitment to the charity and to ensure the future of clinical research and training at leading UK neuromuscular centres.

Attenborough was also the Patron of the United World Colleges movement, whereby he contributed to the colleges that are part of the organisation. He was a frequent visitor to the Waterford Kamhlaba United World College of Southern Africa (UWCSA). The Baroness of Ely is involved with the United World Colleges movement, having attended Atlantic College, one of the United World Colleges, herself.

Attenborough was a longtime advocate of education that does not judge upon colour, race, creed or religion. His attachment to Waterford was his passion for non-racial education, which were the grounds on which Waterford Kamhlaba was founded. Waterford was one of his inspirations for directing the film ‘Cry Freedom’.

Attenborough founded the Richard Attenborough Arts Centre on the Leicester University campus in 1997, specifically designed to provide access for the disabled, in particular as practitioners.

Richard Attenborough was elected to the post of Chancellor of the University of Sussex in March 1998. He stood down as Chancellor of the University following graduation in July 2008. There now hangs a portrait of him in the newly opened Attenborough Centre for the Creative Arts on the university campus.

 

 

Attenborough was also head of the consortium Dragon International Film Studios, which was constructing a film and television studio complex in Llanilid, Wales, nicknamed ‘Valleywood’.

Now why would Dickie have been taking an interest in poor old Wales just as people began demanding that the criminal investigation into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal should be re-opened?

In March 2008, the ‘Valleywood’ project was placed into administration with debts of £15 million and was considered for sale of the assets in 2011.

So which numpty in the Welsh Gov’t gave the green light to the nonsense in the first place?

Attenborough had a lifelong ambition to make a film about his hero the political theorist and revolutionary Thomas Paine, whom he called ‘one of the finest men that ever lived’. Attenborough said in an interview in 2006 that ‘I could understand him. He wrote in simple English. I found all his aspirations – the rights of women, the health service, universal education… Everything you can think of that we want is in Rights of Man or The Age of Reason or Common Sense’.

#Me Too Dickie!!

Sadly Dickie could not secure the funding for his feminist socialist blockbuster. Do you know Dickie, I too have found that if a bit of tenacity, sacrifice and God forbid cash is required for a Cause for the Oppressed, suddenly people become a great deal less enthusiastic.

The website ‘A Gift for Dickie’ was launched by two filmmakers from Luton in June 2008 with the aim of raising £40m in 400 days to help him make the film, but the target was not met and the money that had been raised was refunded. I would imagine that Dickie was a man who was very hard to buy for, so he probably just used to get socks and underpants for Christmas.

In Dec 2008, Dickie suffered a fall at his home after a stroke and was admitted to St George’s Hospital. He’ll have been OK there, they weren’t going to neglect or abuse Dickie, like Cilla he’ll have been useful for PR purposes. In Nov 2009, Dickie held a ‘house clearance’ sale and flogged off a few Lowries, Nevinsons and Sutherlands at Sotheby’s, generating £4.6 million. In Jan 2011, Dickie sold his estate on the Isle of Bute for £1.48 million.

In June 2012, shortly before her 90th birthday, Dickie’s wife Sheila Sim entered the professional actors’ retirement home Denville Hall, for which she and Dickie had helped raise funds. In Oct 2012, it was announced that Dickie was putting the family home, Old Friars, with its attached offices, Beaver Lodge, which come complete with a sound-proofed cinema in the garden, on the market for £11.5 million.

In Dec 2012, in light of his deteriorating health, Dickie moved into a nursing home in London to be with his wife. Dickie died on 24 August 2014, five days before his 91st birthday.

Lest anyone accuse me of being mean spirited and begrudging Dickie and his wife comfort in their later years, I honestly don’t. The reason why I ruthlessly take the piss out of people like Dickie and his extended clan is that they know something about the grim underbelly of the welfare services, yet they knowingly allow themselves to be used as a shameless PR vehicle if anyone dares to say ‘Oh Christ, look what happening here’.

 

After Frank Beck was given five life sentences and a further 24 years in prison in Nov 1991 at Leicester Crown Court for sexual and physical assaults, including rape, against more than one hundred children in his care, there was subsequently outrage in Parliament when Beck gave an interview to a local BBC radio station from inside prison. This was not only considered to have involved a huge misjudgement on the part of the BBC, but it transpired was also against Home Office rules. The BBC was colluding with abuse in high places, as was the Prison Service and the Home Office itself. All three institutions were endemically corrupt and were cravenly following instructions from Gov’t, even when those instructions were to conceal VIP traffickers. Justice McCowan had set the precedent. Concealing paedophiles with links to Gov’t was now in the interests of national security.

Why was anyone surprised that Greville Janner’s mate was allowed to address the nation from his prison cell?

 

I now realise that Brown and I – at that time with Dafydd and the gang in hot pursuit of us – probably could not have ended up living in a worse place than Leicester, if we were not going to live in north Wales, in the way that I could not have ended up working in a worse place than St George’s Hospital Medical School between 1989-91. Since beginning this blog I have been told that traps were laid for both of us to ensure that we ended up living and working on the manors of Dafydd’s mates. Dafydd’s gang had tentacles across Europe by the late 1980s, but Leicester and St George’s were hot spots, along with Haringey, Islington, Lambeth, Camden, Richmond-upon-Thames and Brighton.

Brown did his first degree at Aston University which was run by Sir Freddie Crawford, Thatcher’s mate who was a Freemason and at the heart of the corruption of civic life in Birmingham. Previous posts have explained how Brown and I were targeted by the gang when we were still undergrads. Brown wanted to do his PhD with the Centre for Contemporary Cultural Studies at Birmingham University.

The CCCS was a cool n trendy place, but it was most definitely under fire from Thatcher’s Gov’t, they hated it because of the perception that it was a colony of leftists. The CCCS was founded in 1964 by Richard Hoggart and Stuart Hall was Director, 1968-79. Raymond Williams was also involved with the creation of the CCCS. The CCCS produced some very famous sociologists, such as Angela McRobbie, Paul Gilroy and Paul Willis.

Birmingham University closed the CCCS suddenly in 2002. There was much outrage and it was widely perceived to have been a political move and a backlash against the CCCS as a result of so many of their staff locking horns with the authorities at Birmingham University over the years. However the CCCS did have a track record of a relatively high proportion of PhD students not completing.

The CCCS produced some excellent work, but some of their associates were among those on the left who were colluding with the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Since researching for this blog I have come across quite a few such names linked with the CCCS. It is very sad that everyone on the left talked about bringing down Thatcher, but the thing that would have done that would have been to have exposed Sir Peter Morrison, Norman St John Stevas and other child molesting Tories with Royal connections, but the lefties wouldn’t do it because there was the matter of Greville Janner, George Thomas and all those Labour-run Councils who were supplying kids in care to the gangs…

Then there was the gay scene, which no self-respecting leftie could dare reveal overlapped with the rent boy scene, the rent boys coming from the children’s homes of north Wales and elsewhere. I have been told that the reason why Dafydd et al became so over-excited about me was that when we were undergrads, Brown and I had been clocked going to a club in Birmingham which had a gender-bending contingent in attendance. We also used to frequent a clothes shop/designers in Birmingham called Kahn and Bell to buy our gear. Kahn and Bell jointly occupied a premises with a vintage clothes shop run by a man called Whiskers – I don’t know what his real name was – who was pretty stereotypical, all handle-bar moustache and leather and he used to compere at the gay nightclub Heaven. The shop used to get raided by the corrupt West Midlands Police on a regular basis who would charge in searching for ‘drugs’, but only ever find a load of young people with interesting hair-styles.

It is quite funny to think of those old fools Gwynne the lobotomist and Dafydd steaming away at the thought of a young woman with coloured hair who dared visit such places – obviously it could only mean that I’d be more than happy to drop my knickers for elderly Top Docs liberally covered in Brylcreem – but I don’t think that they should have tried to murder my friends and I when I said no thanks. Indeed I did just say no thanks, a lot of people seem to believe that I must have inflicted a crippling kick to their cerregs. I wish I had, I just thought that they were horrid old perverts trying their luck, I didn’t realise that they were running a paedophile gang targeting kids as young as 10.

 

Brown applied to the CCCS, was interviewed but didn’t get the offer of funding. They were very nice about it, wrote him a friendly letter telling him that he had performed very well and that his work was of an excellent standard, but funding was tight and difficult decisions were having to be made. Brown later noted that some much weaker candidates had been offered funding, but he didn’t dwell on it. Instead he came to live in our shared house with us on Anglesey, while he built up his publication list and waited for the next round of studentships.

I have been told that the paedophiles’ friends were desperate to keep Brown out of the CCCS and to ensure that he ended up instead at the Centre for Mass Communication in Leicester (the only other place which was researching his chosen field), where the plan was to do everything possible to stop him getting a PhD.

When Brown was a student at Aston, he became very friendly with a lecturer called Guy Cumberbatch and began publishing with him. Guy came up to stay with us on Anglesey one summer and at one point Brown lodged with Guy and his wife at their house in Leicester  and in return did the housework and baby sitting. Guy had previously worked at the Centre for Mass Communications in Leicester. Guy never discussed Dafydd and the paedophiles with us, but Guy was no fool and he took an interest in the murky underworld of political life. He also personally knew some of the 1980s figures who were loud voices on the morality scene, such as dear old Mary Whitehouse and the Rev Brian Brown (not THE Brown, just a pillock with the same name), as well as a senior policeman in the Obscene Publications division who I think was later accused of corruption. These folk all knew about the organised abuse of young people and were keeping schtum.

Guy particularly hated Freddie Crawford and in the end left Aston for Worcester University.

People have been telling me for ages that Guy was knifing Brown without our knowledge, but I haven’t put anything about it on the blog yet, but Brown recently confirmed that yes, Guy had done and said a few things that one would not have expected from a friend and mentor.

I don’t know whether Guy was bribed or threatened, but I am told that the rot had begun when Brown was an undergrad. It would also have been crucially important for Dafydd et al to nobble Guy, because Guy’s area of research was, in the 1980s, ‘video nasties’ and the like and research into whether such material really did increase aggression in children who watched it. Guy’s research interest was dangerously close to other questionable material – John Allen was producing child porn as well as trafficking children and young people.

 

Brown’s first degree was in psychology and there were close links between the Psychology Dept at Aston and the Psychology Dept at UCNW (Bangor). Margaret Newton at Aston, a dyslexia specialist, was a big mate of Prof Tim Miles, the dyslexia specialist at UCNW. Tim Miles was a lovely old boy, but he must have known about Dafydd and the paedophiles. Dafydd was pulling the strings in the Psychology Dept at UCNW until Prof Fergus Lowe overthrew Dafydd in the late 1980s and then created his own toxic empire based upon lying, cheating and holding everyone who had colluded with Dafydd over a barrel (see post ‘Feet In Chains’). Furthermore Tim Miles had built up his reputation as a result of his fieldwork with children on Anglesey in the mid-1960s. Not only had Dafydd conducted ‘mental health research’ on Anglesey, 1959-62, but Lucille Hughes had been a children’s social worker on Anglesey in the 1960s. Tim must have known that Dafydd and Lucille were running that gang, he couldn’t possibly have missed it.

One of the mature students on Brown’s course at Aston, Diane Underwood, after causing much grief to Brown and others before the end of the course, subsequently rocked up at UCNW, working for Fungus. Diane arrived at UCNW as the war against Brown and me really escalated. Oh and just to let us know that we were surrounded, Diane spotted us on the platform at Bangor Railway Station one day – now that was a coincidence – and made a point of coming up to Brown to make her presence known, but then refused to engage in conversation when I tried to talk to her. Diane now seems to have disappeared off the face of the planet.

Guy Cumberbatch knew about the murder threats that had been made to Brown and Guy knew that the man making them had previously violently assaulted someone. Dr D.G.E. Wood, the corrupt GP who worked in the Student Health Centre at UCNW, knew about the murder threats to Brown, as did Dr Adrian Bell, my tutor in the Dept of Plant Biology. There was no help or advice forthcoming from anyone.

Whether it was Guy who was responsible for Brown being rejected by the CCCS and subsequently ending up being ignored at Leicester University by Guy’s former colleagues, I do not know. But a few interesting things went on at the CCCS in those days.

 

Stuart Hall stood down as Director of the CCCS in 1979 to take up the position of Professor of Sociology at the Open University, but Hall remained a very powerful influence at the CCCS as well as in wider sociology as a whole and on the left.

Hall was born in Jamaica and in 1951 won a Rhodes Scholarship to Merton College, Oxford, becoming part of the Windrush generation. Hall continued his studies at Oxford by beginning a PhD but, galvanised particularly by the 1956 Soviet invasion of Hungary (which saw many thousands of members leave the Communist Party of Great Britain and look for alternatives to previous orthodoxies) and the Suez Crisis, abandoned this in 1957 or 1958 to focus on his political work. In 1957, Hall joined CND and it was on a CND march that he met his future wife, the feminist historian at UCL, Catherine Hall. From 1958 to 1960, Hall worked as a teacher in a London secondary modern school and in adult education.

After working on the ‘Universities and Left Review’ during his time at Oxford, Hall joined E.P. Thompson, Raymond Williams and others to merge it with ‘The New Reasoner’, launching the ‘New Left Review’ in 1960 with Hall as the founding Editor. In 1958, the same group, with the Marxist historian Raphael Samuel, launched the Partisan Coffee House in Soho as a meeting place for left-wingers. Hall left the board of the ‘New Left Review’ in 1961 or 1962.

E.P. Thompson was one of the radicals who had a second home at Croesor in north Wales, as did Eric Hobsbawm, who was also involved with the Partisan Coffee House. Thompson and Hobsbawm knew about Dafydd and the paedophile gang (see post ‘The Village’). Raphael Samuel knew Hobsbawm and Thompson well – Raphael Samuel taught at Ruskin for decades (see post ‘A Study In Tyranny’). Matt Arnold, who became the Head of Bryn Estyn in May 1973, taught at Ruskin in the mid-1960s and one of his students was Peter Howarth, to whom Arnold gave a job at Bryn Estyn in Nov 1973. Arnold bagged the job at Bryn Estyn after the previous Head, Peter Burton, his wife had their young son were killed in a car crash. The Deputy Head of Bryn Estyn was killed in the same crash. Peter Burton had only been in post for about a year when he was killed. His predecessor, David Ursell, had been suspended after only four years in post, after a complaint regarding the way in which he enforced discipline. Ursell’s predecessor Harold Bennett had retired in 1967 after 26 yrs.

As far as I can see, somebody badly wanted Matt Arnold in post as the Head of Bryn Estyn and that person could have been on manoeuvres by the late 1960s.

In 1969 John Allen established the Bryn Alyn Community.

 

It was in the latter half of the 1960s that Leo Abse began working towards bringing about what became the Children Act 1975. Abse co-ordinated everything single-handedly, but received assistance from others in ensuring that the legislation was passed, others which included childcare experts such as Dafydd’s colleagues and helpful politicians like Jim Callaghan and Dr Death (see post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’). The Children Act 1975 vastly increased the number of children finding themselves in the hands of the paedophiles of north Wales.

To spare the readers of this blog the confusion that I experienced for years, let me explain that when the police and others made comment about paedophiles being ‘very clever people’ who are working in professional positions ‘high up’ in society, I think that it was Dafydd and his mates that they were referring to. Police: next time, can you please not use the sort language that one uses if one is addressing primary school pupils? If you had simply mentioned an insane old idiot in north Wales, I would have realised immediately to whom you were referring.

 

There was abuse at Bryn Estyn before Arnold and Howarth arrived, but once those two took up positions there, business really boomed. Arnold and Howarth had previously worked at Axwell Park Approved School in Gateshead, where there had been complaints of boys being abused.

Scores of Labour and trade union figures passed through Ruskin College, including John Prescott, who was a student there at the same time as Howarth and when Arnold was teaching at Ruskin. For details of Ruskin and those who taught or were students there, see post ‘A Study In Tyranny’.

 

Throughout the 1970s and 1980s, Stuart Hall was closely associated with the journal ‘Marxism Today’ and in 1995, he was a founding editor of ‘Soundings: A Journal of Politics and Culture’. I can’t complain about ‘Soundings’, they published an article that Brown, I and a colleague at Bangor wrote about the north Wales mental health system. 

Hall’s political influence extended to the Labour Party and had a profound impact on the Party under both the Windbag and Blair, although Hall was highly critical of New Labour. The Windbag – and his wife – knew all about Dafydd and the gang as well as of course George Thomas and Ron Davies’s penchant for moments of madness and looking for badgers. The Windbag had known Tony Francis, Dafydd’s partner in crime, when Francis was a student in Cardiff. When Brown applied to the CCCS, the Windbag was the leader of the Labour Party.

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Stuart Hall was linked to the Centre for Mass Communication Research in Leicester. Hall first presented his ‘encoding and decoding’ philosophy in the form of ‘Encoding and Decoding in the Television Discourse’ (1973), a paper he wrote for the Council of Europe Colloquy on ‘Training in the Critical Readings of Television Language’ organised by the Council & the Centre for Mass Communication Research at Leicester. In 1974 the paper was presented at a symposium on Broadcasters and the Audience in Venice.

There was quite a degree of hostility between broadcasters and media academics and a lot of people in academia grumbled that a few academics such as Guy Cumberbatch and Alastair Hetherington were too close to broadcasters. Hetherington was the son of Hector Hetherington, a professor at University College Cardiff who later became Principal of Glasgow University. Alastair Hetherington served in the Intelligence Corps in WWII and then went into journalism. He was Editor of ‘The Guardian’ for nearly twenty years and then was appointed as Controller of BBC Scotland.

In 1982 Hetherington was given a Chair by Stirling University. There was much gnashing of teeth and my two friends who’s media careers were killed in the early 1990s and who found a gangster after them when they had wanted to make a film about north Wales (see post ‘The Turn Of The Screw’), were media students at Stirling at the time. My friends were among those who signed a letter to ‘The Scotsman’ in protest at Stirling appointing Hetherington – who had until then had no academic background – as a toadying gesture to the rich and famous (see post ‘Workers’ Play Time’). I have recently found that this did not go unnoticed by those who were protecting national security – my friends were already under surveillance because of their friendship with Brown and me.

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At one point, Polly was a fellow traveller with Dr Death.

 

One of my friends had that Jack McConnell in her bed once – without her permission either (see post ‘The Turn Of The Screw’). Now Jack would never have become First Minister of Scotland and then Lord Jack if he had not kept schtum about celebrity paedophiles (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – The Scottish Play’). You might be friends with Kirsty Wark Jack, but I’ve got 10,000 documents.

 

Stuart Hall’s colleague Richard Hoggart was the father of Simon Hoggart, the journo and Parliamentary sketch writer who knew about the Westminster Paedophile Ring.

 

Raymond Williams, another pal of Hall et al, was a Marxist cultural theorist. Williams was Welsh, but investigated his Welsh identity from the perspective of someone who grew up on the Welsh-English border near Abergavenny. Williams was the son of a railway worker in a village where all of the railwaymen voted Labour while the local small farmers mostly voted Liberal. Williams’s writings on cultural theory are great, but his novel ‘Border Country’ sent me into such a sound sleep that I didn’t finish it. 

When Raymond Williams was at Trinity College, Cambridge, he joined the Communist Party of Great Britain and, along with Eric Hobsbawm, Williams was given the task of writing a Communist Party pamphlet about the Russo-Finnish War. Williams became part of the New Left in the 1950s, but by the 1970s he was a member of Plaid, which is why Leanne Wood, who styles herself as a Plaid Marxist, mentions him when she’s on ‘Any Questions’.  Raymond did ignore that paedophile gang though Leanne. But then so did you. When Leanne quoted Raymond Williams on ‘Any Questions’, she referred to ‘a man called Raymond Williams’. Dimbleby elaborated and said ‘you mean the sociologist Raymond Williams’. No Dimbleby, he was a cultural theorist. At least Leanne managed to get his gender right. I would have thought that the BBC could have dug up someone who knew who Raymond Williams was.

Williams retired from his post at Cambridge University in 1983 and spent his last years in Saffron Walden.

Raymond Williams, relaxing in that well-known Welsh working class community of Saffron Walden.
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Saffron Walden market square in July 2012, with the half-timbered Guildhall. Indistinguishable from Methyr Tydfil.

Castle Street contains many historic buildings. It always reminds me of Llanfair­pwllgwyngyll­gogery­chwyrn­drobwll­llan­tysilio­gogo­goch.

 

Bridge End Gardens, a group of seven interlinked 19th-century gardens, including a maze, rose garden and walled garden. Just like the scree slopes of Snowdonia.

Saffron Walden’s MP, for its eponymous Westminster constituency, was Sir Alan Haselhurst, 1977-17. It has been considered a safe seat for the Conservative Party since 1922. I know a little bit about Saffron Walden, because one of my house mates from my undergrad days at UCNW came from there. He was one of those who knew what was happening to me at the hands of the Top Docs and he was also a victim of the chaos that rained down upon us in 1983, when the gift from the security services that was Trishles came our way (see posts ‘He Got On His Bike And Looked For Work’ and ‘A Local Boy Made Good?’). My friend from Saffron Walden was driven out of his job with a drug company in 1991!

The security services will have heard all the phone calls that we were making to each other as we were all driven out of our jobs within weeks of each other.

 

Tony Blair was elected as MP for Sedgefield in June 1983. Sedgefield is a constituency just down the road from the territory of the paedophile gang in the north east, of which Matt Arnold and Peter Howarth were members, until they relocated to Bryn Estyn. During the 1970s and 80s, hundreds of children in care from the north east were sent to children’s homes in north Wales (see post ‘Another Episode Of Friends…’).

Before he became an MP, Blair was a pupil barrister of George Carman QC. Carman knew about Dafydd and the paedophiles and he was retained by Greville Janner and Jimmy Savile, lest he was needed. Cherie also worked in Carman’s Chambers.

Ron Davies was elected as the Labour MP for Caerphilly on the same day that Blair won Sedgefield. In 1998, Blair was just about to appoint Ron as First Secretary of the new National Assembly of Wales, but poor old Ron was caught with his trousers down on Clapham Common in the company of Boogie, a male prostitute. Of course, as Rhodri Morgan explained, Rhodri ‘didn’t know’ that Ron had such encounters because Ron cleverly covered his tracks. So carefully that Ron used to go cottaging at Cardiff’s most popular tourist attraction (see post ‘Cottaging At Castle Gate’):

A popular cottaging location for a potential FM:

 

Castles in Cardiff

A thick, lying pillock, whose family ran Swansea University:
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In 2007 a collection of Raymond Williams’ papers was deposited at Swansea University by his daughter Merryn, herself ‘a poet and author’. Merryn’s bio on her website tells us: ‘I went to grammar school in Hastings in eleven-plus days, studied English at Murray Edwards College, Cambridge, and got a doctorate for my thesis on Thomas Hardy’s novels. After that I taught adult students for the Open University and the W.E.A., living for several years near Cranfield University where my husband worked as a physicist. I am literary adviser to the Wilfred Owen Association, having a great interest in the poets of the First World War.’

There’s a down to earth Welsh girl for you!

This is Dai, he holds the Raymond Williams Research Chair in Cultural History at Swansea University. He is – or was – Chair of the Arts Council of Wales, so he decides who gets the dosh:

 

Professor Dai Smith

 

This is Oily, Dai’s offspring:

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Oily got his hopes up, but I think they’ve been dashed now. Oily didn’t live in Saffron Walden, Oily lived in Surrey, until he decided that he’d like to be a Cabinet Minister, preferably Chancellor of the Exchequer. Then he remembered his dad and the pits and the NHS and Nye Bevan and Oily moved to Pontypridd.

Oily’s dad wrote the 2008 volume, ‘Raymond Williams: a Warrior’s Tale’.

Warrier???? He pussy-footed around a gang of sex traffickers and lived in Saffron Walden after spending a few decades at Cambridge University.

The Raymond Williams Society was established in 1989 ‘to support and develop intellectual and political projects in areas broadly connected with Williams’s work.’ Presumably that includes banging on about peace, socialism and feminism while keeping schtum about a gang of paedophiles who are murdering witnesses. The Raymond Williams Centre for Recovery Research was opened at Nottingham Trent University in 1995. The Raymond Williams Foundation (RWF) supports activities in adult education. A collaborative research project building on Williams’s investigation of cultural keywords, called the ‘Keywords Project’, was established in 2006 and is supported by Jesus College, University of Cambridge and the University of Pittsburgh.

 

The person who interviewed Brown at CCCS was Professor Michael Green. Brown told me that Michael Green ‘came over as a bit of a twit despite the loving obituaries which he inspired’, but Brown presumed that he just hadn’t hit it off with Green. The other media specialist who was at CCCS when Brown wanted to do a PhD with them was Ann Gray, who ended up with a Chair at Lincoln University.

 

So after drawing a blank at the CCCS, Brown was offered a studentship at the Centre for Mass Communication Research at Leicester University, which unbeknown to him was at the heart of a load of people concealing the activities of Lord Greville, Frank Beck et al, who had close links to Dafydd and the gang in north Wales.

The Centre for Mass Communication Research was established in 1966 under Prof Jim Halloran’s directorship, initially concentrating on delivering PhDs. In 1978 the Social Science Research Council (predecessor of the ESRC) invited Halloran to design and deliver the UK’s first Masters Degree in media and communications.

Brown’s supervisor at Leicester was Paul Hartmann ‘who was affable enough, but we mostly made small talk about his motorbike and building projects he was undertaking around his house, so there wasn’t much by way of solid academic advice’. So Brown did it by himself.

 

The backgrounds of the senior managers at Leicester University when Brown was a PhD student there and an account of an interesting game of musical chairs which took place at the very top of the institution can be read in my post ‘Gwlad y Menig Gwynion’.

 

As for my arrival at St George’s in 1989 as a result of an offer of a job opportunity which seemed to be a dream come true but turned out to be a living nightmare (see post ‘St George’s Hospital Medical School, 1989/1990…’), I have been told that it was all stage-managed as carefully as Brown’s eventual arrival at Leicester was. D.G.E. Wood et al in north Wales knew that I was looking for a research post, preferably in the area of fertility studies, which would allow me to complete a PhD at the same time and I responded to an advert in ‘New Scientist’ placed by St George’s offering such an opportunity. Now for the really interesting bit. When I was interviewed, it was for a fixed term contract as a research assistant. St George’s then telephoned me that evening, told me that I hadn’t got the job that I’d applied for, but I was such a good candidate that they were prepared to create a job for me, a permanent one at that and could I start immediately…

I knew that Prof Oliver Brooke at St George’s had been imprisoned for child porn offences in 1986, but I had no idea that he was a key figure in a pan-European paedophile ring containing many professional people, with which Dafydd’s gang were directly linked (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’). Neither did I realise that many members of Brooke’s gang were still working at St George’s, Springfield Hospital and in Wandsworth Social Services, that I’d be surrounded by them and that the only reason why I was offered that job was to hound me out of medical research and ensure that I didn’t get back in again. After Brooke was jailed, Sir William Asscher was appointed as Dean of St George’s. Asscher had spent his whole career in Cardiff, he was a mate of Dafydd et al and he’d concealed their crimes as well as the offending of George Thomas, for years. Asscher was sent to St George’s for no other reason than to continue with the cover-up post-Brooke, he kept a home in Glamorgan and moved back there when he retired from St George’s. See post ‘The White Heat Of This Revolution’.

Here’s a man who knew what was going on but who’s desire to become PM was greater than his concern for the lives of the witnesses who’s corpses were regularly turning up in north Wales:

 

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It was just after I began the job at St George’s that Gwynedd Health Authority took me to the High Court in Cardiff in an attempt to obtain an injunction to prevent me even writing to them to pursue my complaints (see post ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’.  The legal advice was given by Andrew Park, the crooked lawyer who was employed by the Welsh Office. The Secretary of State for Wales at the time was Peter Walker.

The barrister who witnessed the extraordinary scenes in Chester Court on the occasion in 1990 when four members of the paedophile gang perjured themselves repeatedly and 14 charges against me had to be thrown out of Court – the barrister herself was deliberately sent to the wrong Court, leaving her no time to prepare my defence – was Suzanne Evans. Suzanne was friendly and courteous towards me, but she knew that four people had lied repeatedly on oath, she knew that the judge – Justice Roch – had simply ignored their perjury AND Suzanne witnessed Roch offer to give the four perjurers more time to rewrite their affidavits. Furthermore Suzanne knew that she had been sent to the wrong Court. I have documents in my possession written by a lawyer employed by Gwynedd County Council which not only make it clear that Gwynedd County Council were told about the change in Court and judge in advance but my team wasn’t, but also indicate that the four perjurers from the Arfon Community Mental Health Team had not actually previously seen the affidavits that they had allegedly sworn. See post ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’.

Suzanne Evans is a graduate of St Anne’s College, Oxford and is now working as a Family Law barrister at Oriel Chambers in Liverpool and Preston.

‘In the Public Law arena she acts predominantly for parents, appearing in cases involving a wide range of key issues including neglect, addictions, non-accidental injury, domestic violence, mental health etc. In care proceedings she acts for parents, grandparents, Children’s Guardians and Local Authorities. In Private Law Children cases Suzanne acts for parents involved in the sometimes complex and distressing process of resolving the arrangements for their children post separation.’

Suzanne, you watched four members of a paedophile ring perjure themselves in an attempt to have me imprisoned and you watched a judge collude with them. Didn’t you think that you should have followed this up, rather than just have walked out of the door when 14 allegations against me were demonstrated to be fallacious?

The Home Secretary at the time was David Waddington, the Lord Chancellor was Lord Mackay and the Attorney-General who had authorised the prosecution was Sir Patrick Mayhew.

 

By the time that I was working at St George’s, some of those in Somerset who knew what was happening to me at the hands of Dafydd et al had acquired a great deal of money and a few others had found their careers taking a sudden turn for the better (see posts ‘Upper Class Twit Of The Year – Shooting Themselves’ and ‘Those Who Are Ready To Serve’).

I have explained in previous posts how the Somerset contingent suddenly found themselves tripping over aristos with connections to the Gov’t. I am trying to work out when the odious David Kirke and the Dangerous Sports Club began to spend their time in the region of the Cottage Inn near Fiddington – it must have been in about late 1985. In Nov 1986, the BBC TV programme ‘The Late Late Breakfast Show’ which was presented by Noel Edmonds, set up a badly managed stunt involving a bungee jump which resulted in the death of the volunteer, Michael Lush. There was an almighty fuss and I can remember the twat Kirke pompousing away in the media (and in Somerset) explaining how the BBC should have taken advice from him and if they had done that no-one would have died. Two of Kirke’s mates from Somerset later succeeded in killing a Bulgarian student by firing him from a medieval catapult in Nov 2002. There was a prosecution for manslaughter in 2004 but the nice lady judge at Bristol directed the jury to acquit the two defendants.

By the time that Michael Lush died, I had heard a great deal about Kirke, he must have been hanging around in Somerset for a year or so by then. So the son of the Governor of the Bank of England and his mates found themselves in close proximity to people who knew me at the end of 1985 or so. I hadn’t yet encountered Dafydd by then, but I had encountered D.G.E. Wood, Gwynne the lobotomist and Tony Francis. I had contacted Keith Best, the MP for Anglesey, about the problems that I was having with the north Wales mental health services and he in turn had written to the paedophiles’ friend Lord Wyn Roberts. Best and Roberts were Ministers at the Welsh Office and at that time Nicholas Edwards was Secretary of State for Wales (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’ and ‘Old Nick Bites The Dust’). Everyone was concealing the trafficking gang.

The Lord Kingsdown aka Robin Leigh-Pemberton
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The Secretary of State for the DHSS at the time was Norman Fowler, who is currently Lord Speaker:

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The Home Secretary at the time was Douglas Hurd, who assumed that office on 2 Sept 1985. Hurd was the nephew of the botanist Prof Edred Henry Corner, who knew Prof Greig-Smith, of the Plant Biology Dept at UCNW (see post ‘Additional Security Meaures’). Greig-Smith was a colleague of scores of people who were concealing the trafficking gang, including Chris Wood, who was the wife of D.G.E. Wood and Ralph Oxley, who’s wife Isabel Hargreaves worked as a social worker for Gwynedd Social Services. One member of staff in Plant Biology, Dr John Wilson, was known to be picking up under-aged girls in Bangor for sex and Dr Adrian Bell and his wife Alison were worried that John Wilson was going to get himself arrested and cause a scandal. John’s conduct was widely known to staff in the Plant Biology Dept as well as to those in the Zoology Dept. Other people whom I heard directly commenting on it included John Farrar, who many years later became a PVC at Bangor University and his wife Stel. At the time Stel had just finished her PhD, but years later she worked as a lecturer in the Dept of Lifelong Learning, while the Head of Dept was Meri Huws. In the 1980s Meri Huws worked as a community social worker on the Maesgeirchan estate in Bangor, the location of the Ty’r Felin children’s home, where the social workers trafficked the children for sex, including to Dolphin Square (see post ‘Are You Local?’). David Roberts, a technician who worked in the Zoology Dept, also knew about John pursuing school girls.

By the way, is there anyone else out there who would like to continue passing the tittle tattle on about me which they know damn well was made up by a gang of sex offenders because I had found out some of what they were doing? Stel? Fancy refusing to speak to me at a party again? What about you Meri? Feel like giving me one of your ‘you are a piece of shit’ looks? I can’t ask Fungus because the old bastard’s dead, but one day I really must go for an extended tour through Caernarfon and Bangor and watch everybody’s expressions now that I’ve outed the whole bloody lot of you on the internet. Did you really think that I didn’t know what at least some of you were colluding with, although it would seem that even more of you were colluding with serious crime that I realised…

Whilst huge swathes of UCNW concealed a trafficking gang, Carlo was the Chancellor. Sir Peter Morrison’s sister Dame Mary was Woman-of-the-Bedchamber to Carlo’s mum. Then there was Carlo’s mate the Duke of Westminster, who was President of the City of Chester Conservative Association, who’s members were openly gossiping about their constituency MP Peter Morrison molesting young boys.

 

Now back in the mid 1980s, not only were some of the zoologists and plant biologists personal friends/relations of the Top Docs and the gang, but even biologists had to ensure that they grovelled with the best to big wigs lest they lost jobs or funding. So let’s have a look at some of those to whom the biologists had to toady.

A lot of funding for the research in the natural sciences at UCNW came from NERC, the Natural Environment Research Council. By the mid-1980s, people were getting worried about their ability to extract dosh from NERC, but up until just a few years previously, they didn’t have to work very hard for their dosh at all. They would just stick the grant applications in and everyone would be given funding for a few PhD students. The biological sciences at UCNW had established their reputation in the late 1960s as a result of the work of people like Prof Greig-Smith and Prof John Harper and their work was well-supported.

The Chief Exec of NERC, 1965-70, was mathematician and meteorologist Sir Graham Sutton. Sutton was Vice-President of what became Aberystwyth University, 1967-76, when Aber was hosting paedophiles’ friends en masse and churning out crooked lawyers who concealed the crimes of paedophile gang. Until the constituent colleges of the University of Wales became independent universities in the own right quite recently, Aber and Bangor were both part of the wider University of Wales. Carlo was Chancellor of the whole of the University and there was a close relationship between Aber and Bangor. Both colleges had Depts of Biological Sciences and Agriculture doing similar things and there was a bit of traffic between those Depts.

The son of one of Dafydd’s Angels – one of Dafydd’s key henchmen actually – has lectured for years in botany at Aberystwyth University. His sister was a children’s social worker who was employed by the Office of the Children’s Commissioner for Wales.

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Sutton was born in Monmouthshire and was educated at Pontywaun Grammar School, then Aberystwyth University and then at Jesus College, Oxford. The former Principal of Bangor Normal College, the teacher training institution which crawled with paedophiles’ friends, is Professor Gareth Roberts, a mathematician who went to Jesus College, Oxford. I think that Professor Roberts also held a senior role in Gwynedd Education Authority at some point in the past and I think that he also worked as a Schools Inspector in Gwynedd. Meri Huws was employed as a lecturer at the Normal College after her stint as a social worker, as was Aled Griffiths. Aled Griffiths aka the Buffet Slayer has a brother, Huw, who was a solicitor in Gwynedd who spent years sitting in Court watching the paedophile gang stitch people up. Aled’s sister Gwenan Carrington was the Director of Gwynedd Social Services whilst her staff abused and neglected their clients and Aled’s wife Joanna Griffiths fulfilled exactly the same role in Conwy Social Services. Back in the pre-Cambrian, the Buffet Slayer was President of the Students’ Union at UCNW.

‘We didn’t know.’

Oh don’t be so bloody ridiculous, you were all working cheek by jowl with that gang of paedophiles.

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After a year teaching mathematics at Canton Secondary SchoolCardiff, between 1926-28 Sutton was a lecturer at University College, Aberystwyth before joining the Meteorological Office. He was seconded to Shoeburyness to work on the meteorological effects on gunnery practices and then transferred to Porton Down, best known as the Gov’t research establishment which among other things researches chemical and biological warfare. By the 1980s the only people who would work at Porton Down were those who would do anything for the comparatively high salaries on offer there.

Whilst working at Porton Down, Sutton was put in charge of the notorious 1942 trial which involved the release of anthrax spores over Gruinard Island as part of a biological warfare project. 

When WWII ended, Sutton was made Chief Superintendent of the Radar Research and Development Establishment, Malvern, a position he held until 1947, when he was appointed Professor of Mathematics at the Royal Military College of Science, Wiltshire. Sutton was Director-General of the Meteorological Office, 1953-65 and Vice-President of Aberystwyth University, 1967-76.

 

A previous post has mentioned that one of the botany students at UCNW, Peter Jackson, who knew what was happening to me at the hands of Dafydd et al landed a plum much sought after job with the RSPB after he graduated. He was an excellent naturalist but I have more recently been told that he was one of many who used his knowledge of what was being concealed in high places to secure his future.

The person who’s arm may have needed to be twisted at the time was Ian Prestt, Director General of the RSPB, 1975-91. Ian Prestt died in 1995 and his obituary in the Indie explains that after working as the Assistant Regional Officer (SW England), Nature Conservancy 1956-59, Prestt went to work for the RSPB, ‘appointed by the great Max Nicholson, doyen of international conservationists and then Head of the Nature Conservancy, as “his ornithologist”‘. Prestt worked at the Monks Wood Experimental Station, teasing out the relationships between ingested chlorinated hydrocarbons and the thin shells of birds’ eggs, leading to recognition of the threats to food chains and to humans.

Later Prestt worked at the Cabinet Office and in the Department of the Environment, under Secretaries of State Peter Walker and then Geoffrey Rippon, to wrestle with the pollution problems which were part of the roots of the subsequent Environment Bill. Walker was Secretary of State for the Environment, 1970-72, under Ted Heath. Peter Walker must have really had the dirt on Dafydd et al because this Tory wet who served in Heath’s Gov’t was retained by Thatch and served as Secretary of State for Energy, 1983-87. Thatch put him in that post because she knew that Scargill and the NUM were gearing up for the mother of all battles and she trusted Peter Walker to organised the opposition to the miner’s strike, which finally came in 1984-85. Walker did it as well.
One south Wales son of a former miner really pissed everyone off by sitting on the fence throughout the strike:
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Er, could either of these two people have been the reason why the Windbag was over a barrel:
Dr Dafydd Alun Jones
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 This man won’t have helped either:
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 Leo Abse, Labour MP, Pontypool then Torfaen, 1958-87. Abse was a crooked lawyer who paid off people who had been sexually assaulted by Lord Tonypandy and if that didn’t work, Abse threatened to fit them up and have them imprisoned. It was Abse who was responsible for the Children Act 1975, which sent hundreds of young people into the arms of Dafydd and the paedophile gang. In 1984 Lord Tonypandy was hospitalised with the effects of an STI. Abse organised the cover story and fed it to the media.
 After Walker organised the crushing of the miners, he became Secretary of State for Wales, in which role he directly colluded with the crimes of Dafydd and the paedophiles.
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I note that Walker was Minister of MAFF, 1979-83. Mary Wynch was unlawfully arrested and imprisoned by Dafydd in 1979. Immediately prior to that, Mary worked as a secretary in the dysfunctional Dept of Agriculture in UCNW. I don’t know what Mary found out what going on in that Dept, but something was going on that brought the wrath of the paedophile gang down upon her head. The President of UCNW, 1947-82, was Lloyd Tyrell-Kenyon, the 5th Baron Kenyon. Lord Kenyon was a land owner and his obituary claimed that he had done much to improve agriculture and health in north Wales. Lord Kenyon’s son Thomas was known to be sexually abusing at least one boy in care in north Wales. Thomas was never charged, although one of his conquests was sent to a detention centre after Thomas made a complaint of theft against him. Among other things, Lord Kenyon was: the most senior Freemason in north Wales, Chairman of Clwyd Health Authority, a member of the North Wales Police Authority, a magistrate and a Flintshire Councillor. He occupied numerous other public positions as well. Thomas died of an AIDS related illness in 1993. For further details see ‘A Bit More Paleontology’.
In that era, Agricultural Colleges and University Dept’s of Agriculture had a close relationship with the MAFF, because of the farming subsidy system, the role of the Gov’t organisation ADAS and legislation pertaining to  agriculture.
By the early 1980s, Richard Howarth, one of the members of staff in the Dept of Agriculture at UCNW, was an adviser to Thatch.
As for Ian Prestt’s other boss at the Dept of the Environment, Geoffrey Rippon, he played a role in the wrongful arrest and imprisonment of Mary Wynch. Mary circulated around the system run by the corrupt British state that she was still in the clutches of Dafydd in 1979. However, Mary was originally arrested in Oct 1977, when Jim Callaghan was PM, when Merlyn Rees was Home Secretary and when paedophiles’ friend and the man who was so closely involved with MIND for so many years, Lord David Ennals, was Secretary of State for the DHSS (see post ‘MIND Are Out For Mental Health – Never For Themselves Of Course’). David’s brother Martin led Amnesty for years and his son Sir Paul Ennals is involved with charidees, ‘safeguarding’ in Haringey and Tyneside and is the former Chief Exec of the National Children’s Bureau.
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Mary was committed to prison and then released into the ‘care’ of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones at the North Wales Hospital by one James Blackett-Ord, who enjoyed the title of ‘His Honour the Vice-Chancellor of the County of Palatine of Lancaster’. James Blackett-Ord was actually a circuit judge. However his glorious title conferred upon him another role- to exercise general supervision over the conduct of the Chancery Division business in the north of England. The Chancery Division is a Division of the High Court of England and Wales and deals with business law, trust law, probate law, insolvency and land law in relation to issues of equity. So in Mary’s case, Blackett-Ord was effectively judging on a case that it was his role to oversee. Conflict of interest anyone? It gets much worse. The Vice-Chancellor of the County of Palatine of Lancaster is appointed by the Chancellor of the Duchy of Lancaster after consultation with the Lord Chancellor. The Chancellor of the Duchy of Lancaster is a Ministerial Office of Government appointed by the Queen on the advice of, or by, the Prime Minister. Mary’s mother’s estate – the original source of the dispute – was administered by the Public Trustee (one of Mary’s later legal actions was against the Public Trustee). The Public Trustee is appointed by the Lord Chancellor – as well as Blackett-Ord! There was nothing impartial about this judge. But I haven’t finished. The Lord Chancellor was also in charge of the later investigation into Mary’s case in 1993 and 1995.

The Lord Chancellor when Mary was unlawfully arrested and imprisoned was Lord Elwyn-Jones, a mate of Sir Ronnie Waterhouse. The Windbag subsequently appointed Lord Elwyn-Jones as Shadow Lord Chancellor.

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The Lord Chancellor when Mary’s case was ‘investigated’ was Lord Mackay of Clashfern.

Are we surprised that Mary was ruined?

After Blackett-Ord’s time as the Vice-Chancellor of the County of Palatine of Lancaster ended in 1987 (he is described as ‘stepping down’), from then on the office was held by a High Court judge of the Chancery Division. Was this perchance related to the shit that hit the fan over Mary’s case? Blackett-Ord died a few years ago and his obituaries described him as a ‘churchman’ and a ‘landowner’ from Northumberland – they also remarked on how much he enjoyed being the Vice-Chancellor of the County of Palatine of Lancaster. They do not explain why he completely shafted a respectable middle aged woman from north Wales who had been swindled by some local solicitors by having her arrested and then handed her over to man – who’s mistress was facilitating a paedophile ring – to be illegally banged up in an asylum for a year.

Blackett-Ord was appointed in 1972 – the year of Mary’s mother’s death and the original dispute. When Blackett-Ord was appointed, the Chancellor of the Duchy of Lancaster was either Geoffrey Rippon or John Davies and the Lord Chancellor was Lord Hailsham, Quintin Hogg.

Walker and Rippon’s loyal lackey Ian Prestt became Deputy Head of the Nature Conservancy Council, 1974-75. In 1975, Prestt received an unexpected telephone call in his office at the NCC inviting him to dine. His hosts were the Chairman of the Council and Committees, four in all, of the RSPB. Eschewing head-hunters, they had decided that Prestt must be their man. He was Director General, 1975-91 and then President, 1991-95, of the RSPB.

The man who gave Ian Prestt his big break, Edward Max Nicholson, was President of the RSPB, 1980-85.

Max Nicholson was a naturalist and ornithologist who was educated at Sedburgh School and then Hertford College, Oxford. Nicholson was a founder member of the Oxford University Exploration Club.

In 1932 the British Trust for Ornithology was established and Nicholson was the first Treasurer and later Chairman (1947–1949). In 1947–1948, with the then Director General of the UN’s scientific and education organisation UNESCO, Julian Huxley, Nicholson was involved in forming the International Union for the Protection of Nature, now the International Union for Conservation of Nature (IUCN).

Some members of Julian Huxley’s extended family and associates were friends with Bertrand Russell and the Welsh Bloomsbury set who used to spend their summers at Croesor in north Wales and who knew about Dafydd, Gwynne and their wrongdoing (see post ‘The Village’).

 

In 1949 Max Nicholson oversaw Part 3 of the National Parks and Access to the Countryside Act 1949, which established the Nature Conservancy (later the Nature Conservancy Council). Nicholson was Director General of the Nature Conservancy, 1952-66. During his leadership, the Conservancy established itself as a research and management body which promoted ecology as having broad relevance and application to land use decision-making and management. Which will be why the weak botanists and zoologists didn’t dare upset him and why the tougher ones were able to thrash out dodgy deals with him.

In 1961 Nicholson, together with Sir Peter Scott (see post ‘He Got On His Bike And Looked For Work’) and others, formed the group that created the World Wildlife Fund (WWF) (now the World Wide Fund for Nature), with which Carlo’s dad was famously involved for years while he blasted various species to death with a shotgun. It was Max Nicholson who ‘was instrumental in directing the Duke of Edinburgh towards conservation. The Duke’s involvement with the World Wildlife Fund enabled him to travel the world, virtually as a head of state, allowing him to make valuable contributions without apparently straying into the fray of politics, since, as Nicholson enjoyed pointing out, the politicians of the early 1960s had little conception of environmental issues’.

So Max made friends with Lilibet’s husband and ensured that Phil the Greek got a few freebies under the guise of doing something useful.

Nicholson was also a founder of the International Institute for Environment and Development and in 1966 he set up and headed environmental firm Land Use Consultants, (LUC), remaining with them until 1989.

In 1976 Nicholson was an instrumental part of the setting up the Trust for Urban Ecology. In 1978 Nicholson was instrumental in founding the ENDS Report, a highly influential journal for environmental policy specialists. Nicholson helped set up the New Renaissance Group and was a Trustee of Earthwatch Europe.

Nicholson’s 1931 essay A National Plan for Britain led to the formation of the think tank Political and Economic Planning, now the Policy Studies Institute.

Max Nicholson joined the civil service in 1940 and during WWII he worked for the Ministry of Shipping, then the Ministry of War Transport and was with Churchill at the post-war peace conferences at Yalta and Potsdam. Nicholson was Private Secretary to Mandy’s granddad, Herbert Morrison, the Deputy PM, 1945-52. During those years, Herbert doubled up as Lord President of the Council – so he would have been the visitor for the University of Wales…

You kept that quiet Mandy! Here he is, desperately trying to make the Windbag electable:

 

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Max Nicholson also Chaired the Committee for the 1951 Festival of Britain. During the war years he was in charge of organising shipping operations and convoys across the Atlantic. Max was involved in the planning of ‘Operation Overlord’, the invasion of Europe. For his services he was awarded the CVO and CB. So Max was a birder who worked for the security services then.

 

Max married Mary Crawford in 1932 and they had two children, Piers and Tom. The marriage was dissolved in 1964. Nicholson then married Marie Mauerhofer (known as Toni) in 1965; they had one child, a son, David.

Max Nicholson seemed to have believed that he should rightly have been President of the World. He wrote a number of publications regarding how the planet should be organised and run and when the Callaghan Gov’t showed no particular interest in celebrating the Queen’s first 25 years on the throne in 1977, Nicholson got together with Charles Wintour, then Editor of the London Evening Standard, and Illtyd Harrington, then the Deputy Leader of the GLC, to promote the celebration of the Silver Jubilee.

 

Illtyd Harrington knew about Dafydd and the trafficking gang. Illtyd was an ally of Ken Livingstone and served as Deputy Leader of the GLC, 1981–84 and then as Chairman, 1984–85.

Harrington was born in Merthyr Tydfil. His father was an atheist and Communist, who fought against the Fascists in the Spanish Civil War and mother, known as Sally, was also an anti-fascist. Harrington was educated at the Roman Catholic Dowlais School before going to Trinity University College, Carmarthen (now part of University of Wales Trinity St David). Illtyd became a friend of Dylan Thomas while he was there.

Harrington gained employment in Brixton, before becoming a geography teacher at Kennington Secondary school. Then he moved on to become Head of English at Daneford School in Bethnal Green. Illtyd’s friends in the East End included the Krays.

Harrington was openly gay and lived for fifty years with his partner, Christopher ‘Chris’ Downes, who worked as a theatrical dresser for Laurence Olivier and Maggie Smith. Downes became a Board Director of the National Theatre on the South Bank. Both men were active members of the Board of Trustees of the National Youth Theatre. They shared a house in London and later in Brighton, where they entertained the gliterati. Both were heavily involved as writers and editors of The Camden New Journal and West End Extra. Downes died in 2003. 

Harrington’s nephew is actor Richard Harrington.

Harrington’s political career started with election to the Borough Council in Paddington in 1959 and in 1964, he moved up to the Westminster City Council, where he was leader 1972-4 and the GLC. He represented Brent South in 1973 on the GLC, having been rejected as a potential Parliamentary candidate for Merthyr. He was also Chairman of the GLC’s Policy and Resources Committee. During the period he was also Deputy Leader of the Labour Party. Illtyd was a member of Wilson’s kitchen cabinet when Labour returned to power in 1974.

Illtyd’s wiki entry tells us that ‘It was promulgated that he might be offered a peerage, but both MI5 and MI6 were investigating the Cabinet for suspected incidents of Soviet espionage and he was refused’. Well someone with a sense of humour has written that. The Lords is full of people with links to espionage activities but as long as they concealed Dafydd and the paedophiles, they were in. Illtyd concealed Dafydd and the paedophiles as well, so if he was refused a peerage there must have been some other reason.

In 1980, after the leader of the GLC, Sir Reg Goodwin, retired Harrington became Deputy to Andrew McIntosh. The flood of hard left councillors elected in 1981 staged a coup and ousted McIntosh in favour of Red Ken. Ken told Harrington ‘Of course I am not going to oust you as Deputy Leader, you are the acceptable face of extremism’.

Illtyd became an adviser to Red Ken when Ken became Mayor in 2001.

Later in life, Illtyd was a regular contributor to Camden New Journal.

 

Illtyd Harrington (left) and Andrew McIntosh celebrate Labour's victory over the Conservatives in the 1981 GLC elections

Illtyd Harrington (left) and Andrew McIntosh celebrate Labour’s victory over the Conservatives in the 1981 GLC elections. If Illtyd and his mates hadn’t have colluded with Dafydd and the traffickers, they might have been celebrating a General Election win over Thatcher.
 
If any of Illtyd’s mates who are still alive – John McDonnell perhaps? – would like to enlighten me, I’d be keen to know whether Illtyd and his crew were in any way related to the unpleasant things that happened to me and my friends when we lived on his manor (see post ‘The Turn Of The Screw’).
Max Nicholson saw the Silver Jubilee as an opportunity to lift the celebrations into ‘the realm of inspiration and guidance for the future’. He developed a document called ‘The Seven Thrusts’ in which he declared he was not content to leave ‘a haphazard legacy of scattered unrelated Jubilee halls, gardens, fountains, seats and suchlike’ but intended to initiate an overall plan for ongoing projects in partnership with local authorities and voluntary bodies.

The first of Max’s thrusts was the Jubilee Walkway, which aimed to knit London more closely together, and in particular to lure the walker from Leicester Square across Lambeth Bridge and on to the South Bank.

Max’s second thrust was to knit north London together by the fuller use of Regent’s Canal and the Grand Union Canal. The other thrusts involved the cleaning up and development of the Covent Garden area, improvement schemes overseen by the Civic Trust to develop a London-wide heritage and amenity programme, an extensive tree-planting programme and the development of ‘meanwhile’ use of derelict land, which included the creation of an urban farm at Newham. Nicholson also masterminded the Clean Up London Campaign.

Max ‘was against the Establishment’, although a ‘dedicated monarchist’, and predicted that the monarchy would survive the 21st century, because ‘any sensible person would realise that the system was patently more honourable than a presidency of ambitious and self-serving politicians’.

The nature loving anarchist who was Max spent most of his time in Chelsea, in the home he had bought when he was still quite young.

In 1982 Max enjoyed a proud moment when he accepted the Gold Medal for the World Wildlife Fund from the Duke of Edinburgh, the man who’s work with the WWF was of course as result of the efforts of Max.

Before Anne Vernon was killed, she used to talk about the RSPB as not being an organisation for anyone who was genuinely interested in birding. She maintained that it was run by grandiose people with Royal connections. I think I might know who she was talking about.

 

Magnus Magnusson was President of the RSPB, 1985-90. Magnus went to Jesus College, Oxford, which educated quite a few paedophiles’ friends because it is a college with Welsh connections. Magnusson was a journalist and before he found his true home pompousing on ‘Mastermind’, he used to present a lot of those TV programmes in the 1970s which investigated ghosts, past lives and other such matters. I watched a programme in which Magnus swore blind that the people whom he was interviewing were presenting evidence that they’d lived before. As is customary, Magnus’s guests had all experienced quite eventful previous lives, one of them had even been someone who had been part of the massacre of the Jews in York in 1190. No-one had just worked on a small-holding and done the washing-up for their entire lives.

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Magnus also wrote for the ‘New Statesman’, as did many paedophiles’ friends and it was through the small ads in the ‘New Statesman’ that Brown and I encountered some of the mad people who caused us grief whom I now know were presents from the security services.

Magnus was the founder Chairman of Scottish Natural Heritage upon its inception in 1992. He was Lord Rector of Edinburgh University, 1975-78 and later in 2002 Magnus became Chancellor of Glasgow Caledonian University.

Magnus’s daughter Sally and his son Jon work in the media.

None of the Magnussons ever blew the whistle on Jimmy Savile. Sally Magnusson has presented ‘Songs of Praise’. As did Aled Jones, the 1980s school boy singing sensation who lived at Llandegfan and was a neighbour of all those Top Doctors and staff at UCNW who were desperately in need of a distraction just when Aled became a superstar overnight because Alison Taylor, Mary Wynch and I would not shut up about the crimes of the Top Docs. Aled went to school with the children of D.G.E. Wood. Aled also went to school with at least five kids whom I know were being abused by those we know and love, but Aled’s school didn’t give a stuff about them and neither did anyone else.

More recently, Aled has presented ‘Cash In The Attic’.

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Jesus Christ, he’s grabbed a little boy in his pyjamas, the Abominable Snowman must be working for Gwynedd Social Services.

 

Lord Derek Barber, a civil servant and agriculturalist, was President of the RSPB, 1990-91. Barber was educated at the Royal Agricultural College, Cirencester and served in WWII. He farmed in Gloucestershire before serving in various posts at the MAFF, 1946-72. After that, Barber took various advisory roles on countryside and agricultural matters, including to the Gov’t and BBC. Derek Barber will have been networked into the landowning paedophiles’ friends, such as Lord Kenyon and the Duke of Westminster.

Barber was also President of the Gloucestershire Naturalists’ Society; President of the Royal Agricultural Society of England; President of the British Pig Association; and a Vice-President of the Nature in Art Trust.

Barber picked up his peerage in Aug 1992, four months after the five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were killed by the firebomb in Brighton (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’).

Barber sat as a crossbencher in the Lords.

 

The CEO of the RSPB, 1991-98, was Barbara Young aka Baroness Young of Old Scone. The Baroness of Old Scone is one of the breed of Labour peers who just go through life clocking up public appointments, anything will do, they’re not fussy, but the appointments do of course always include a few which involve keeping the lid on the barrel of crap which is the NHS.

Lady Old Scone is currently Chair of the Woodland Trust. She was the Chief Exec of Diabetes UK, 2010-15 and before that she was involved in the establishment of the CQC, Chairing that organisation between 2008-10. Lady Old Scone was Chief Exec of the Environment Agency, 2000-08 and other posts she has held include: Chair of English Nature; Vice Chairman of the BBC; Board member of AWG plc; and posts in a number of local health authorities, including Parkside Health Authority. In 2010 Barbara Young was appointed Chancellor of Cranfield University and was elected an Honorary Fellow of the Royal Society of Edinburgh in 2017.

 

One other person to whom biologists will have grovelled is Professor Peter Bridgewater, an Australian conservationist, who was Chief Scientist of the Nature Conservancy Council, 1989–90. Peter Bridgewater was also Chief Executive of the Australian Nature Conservation Agency and Director of the National Parks and Wildlife Service, 1990–97 and Secretary of UNESCO’s Man and the Biosphere Programme and Director of its Division of Ecological Sciences 1999–03. Subsequently Bridgewater was Secretary General of the Ramsar Convention on the Protection of Wetlands of International Importance and from 2007 he has been Chairman of the UK’s statutory Joint Nature Conservation Committee. Among many international appointments, Bridgewater was Chair of the International Whaling Commission, 1995-97.

 

Another name from the past who knew some of what was happening in Bangor was Dr Dorian Moss. Dorian was a statistician who worked at the Institute for Terrestrial Ecology in Bangor in the 1980s. He was a member of Bangor Bird Group and knew Anne well. Anne had spent a summer working at the ITE with Dorian. After the gang killed Anne, it was Dorian’s wife who came over to help sort Anne’s things out…

 

 

There are bombs going off everywhere at the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board. More patients have died unnecessarily and yet more notices have been issued by coroners with a view to ‘preventing further deaths’. Yet another damning report has been compiled re the mental health services in north Wales and Donna Ockenden, an independent investigator, appeared on camera saying that this cannot go on, the Board cannot simply continue to produce action plan after action plan after action plan, with no improvement in ‘services’.

Nothing will change. No-one in north Wales knows how to provide a mental health service, they never did know how to do that. They weren’t providing a mental health service, what they were doing was running a paedophile ring. Everyone knew it and everyone allowed it to continue. Patients’ complaints were ignored as were deaths, inspections were conducted by the paedophiles’ friends and subsequently described the traffickers as kind, compassionate and excellent. Research was faked and trumpeted as world leading by both Westminster and the Welsh Gov’t. The people at the Betsi are the very same people who ran that paedophile ring 20 yrs ago.

There is no mental health service in north Wales and very little NHS per se. The reason why people are finally squealing is that the situation is now so bad that better off people are dying as well. When it was just the dispossessed nobody minded. Now no-one is safe. It’s what happens when a cartel of Top Doctors are allowed to kill people who dare complain.

Everyone needs to stop the endless reports and reviews, the meaningless historical enquiries led by the paedophiles’ friends which are going to bring ‘closure’, the vacuous #Me Tooing and the promises to give Wales a ‘feminist Gov’t’ and they need to arrest those doctors who colluded with each other to refuse all care and treatment to anyone who complained. They also need to arrest the Health Ministers who were told repeatedly what those doctors were doing yet refused to act – Jane Hutt, Brian Gibbons, Edwina Hart, Lesley Griffiths and Mark Drakeford. People died. It was quite deliberate.

One person who might like to give evidence is Dr Gruff Penrhyn Jones, formerly of Waunfawr Surgery. Gruff was much more pleasant than his dysfunctional colleagues, but he knew what they were doing. For a period of years, Gruff knew that I was unlawfully refused all treatment by every single doctor in north Wales. There is at least one other patient living in Gwynedd who was in exactly the same position. Gruff looked on but did not act. But then no-one did. Gruff’s dad was a Top Doctor in north Wales and Gruff knew about Dafydd and the paedophiles. Gruff spent part of his career in Sweden and his son is in the Swedish police force. The last that I heard was that Gruff had left the UK, I think to live in Sweden. Gruff is not the only witness who emigrated, Dr Richard Tranter of the Hergest Unit and a number of his colleagues did as well.

The Top Docs watched an international paedophile ring in operation for years, said nothing and when Operation Pallial was launched they emigrated. Of course there is no mental health service in north Wales, how could there possibly be?

 

Anthem For Doomed Youth

The first line of Wilfred Owen’s famous poem was of course:

‘What passing-bells for these who die as cattle?’

Shirley Williams was one of those who knew that in north Wales, young people were dying as cattle at the hands of a sex trafficking ring – at least she did by the time that she was Secretary of State for Education and Science under PM Jim Callaghan, 1976-79 – but like so many others, she ignored it. Shirl later got into bed with (so to speak) Dr Death, who was an accomplice of some of the Top Docs who were facilitating the crime in north Wales (see post ‘Dr Death’). Dr Death was Chancellor of Liverpool University, 1996-09, Dafydd’s old alma mater, whilst that institution still employed a great many people who were colluding with Dafydd and the paedophiles. Shirl’s subsequent political bedfellow was David Steel, someone who was told what Cyril Smith was doing to boys in Rochdale, but who dismissed it as a matter of Cyril having merely ‘spanked a few bottoms’. I have recently discovered that one reason why the lid was kept on Cyril’s crimes when it was very nearly blown off in a very big way was that George Carman QC ensured that Smith’s activities were published nowhere else but in an alternative paper in Rochdale, because the trial of Jeremy Thorpe was approaching and the wagon would have come off the rails completely if Smith’s sex offending had become known to the wider public. One of George Carman’s pupils was a Tony Blair and a young barrister called Cherie Booth also worked in Carman’s chambers.

Jeremy Thorpe was the leader of the Liberal Party. After Jo Grimond was for a brief time caretaker leader when Thorpe stood down after even the Liberals realised that he had become too much, David Steel succeeded Thorpe as leader in 1976-88. It was Steel who memorably told the foot soldiers of the Liberal Party to ‘go home to your constituencies and prepare for government’ in 1981. A phrase which became the subject of as much piss-taking as Dr Death’s aspirations to ‘break the mould of politics’. Dr Death had been a member of Callaghan’s Cabinet along with Shirl.

Shirl has spent her entire life dining out on her mother being Vera Brittain, who wrote about her friends being wiped out whilst still young in WWI…

When Shirl refused Dafydd Wigley’s 1979 request to hold an inquiry into the mismanagement of UCNW (Bangor University) under paedophiles’ friend Sir Charles Evans whilst she was Education Secretary, UCNW was facilitating the crimes of Dafydd et al. The most unfortunate of Dafydd’s victims were at that time dying as cattle in the slaughter house which was Risley Remand Centre. The cattle continued dying in spite of questions in the House regarding the number of deaths at Risley (see post ‘Include Me Out’).

Politicians of all hues knew what was going on in north Wales and at Risley and concealed it. I have blogged extensively about how it was common knowledge in Parliament that Thatch’s friend and Minister Sir Peter Morrison was one of those abusing kids in care in north Wales and that Thatcher herself was told this. It would seem that not only did Thatcher’s Gov’t  conceal and collude with the crimes of Dafydd et al, but that the Tories assisted in the growth of the sex trafficking gang.

 

Yesterday I received a number of e mails in response to my recent posts. I have been told that ‘probably around 1984’, Lucille Hughes was given paid leave by Gwynedd County Council to tour around Europe with Lady Olga Maitland no less and was away ‘for at least a month’. No explanation was given and the few people who dared to ask questions were told to keep their noses out. In 1983, Lady Olga Maitland established ‘Women and Families For Defence’, a campaigning group set up by the Tories because of their concerns in the face of the support which the Greenham Common protesters were receiving. It was a party political project, yet Olga Maitland was assisted by Ann Widdecombe, another high Tory but who had not yet been elected to the Commons, who was given secret funding and support from her employers, the University of London. Widdecombe was pals with the Anglesey Conservative Association, although she had turned down their offer to be their Tory candidate in favour of what she thought was a better deal from another constituency (see post ‘Doris Karloff – Honest About Her Expenses But Not Much Else’). Widdecombe was a high profile anti-abortion campaigner and it seemed to be this that was the reason for the love-in between her and the Anglesey Tories.

At the time that Lucille undertook her Grand European Tour with Olga, Gwynedd County Council was led by Plaid and the Chief Exec was Ioan Bowen Rees, an adviser to Dafydd Wigley, the Plaid MP for Caernarfon. Under Bowen Rees, Gwynedd County Council acquired the reputation of having built ‘fortress Gwynedd’, with the Council prioritising issues of language and nationality, accompanied by a degree of overtly anti-English rhetoric.

A recent e mail told me that local people were so reluctant to allow their children to be taken ‘into care’ by Gwynedd that an underground fostering system had grown up among extended families. This was something that I noticed when I was a student. I presumed that it was a consequence of particularly helpful relatives, although I was told about the appalling social workers who did not give a damn about those in their care and I heard a lot about ‘cruelty’ to kids in care.

By the time that Lucille was touring Europe with Lady Olga Maitland, there had been many formal complaints about the abuse of children in care in north Wales and Mary Wynch had begun legal action against Dafydd et al. It was in 1985 that Mary’s case came before Lord Donaldson, the Master of the Rolls. The Welsh Office had colluded with the abuse of children in north Wales and knew that Gwynedd Health Authority was in such serious debt and chaos – by 1989 the Welsh Office had sent a hit squad of management consultants in (see post ‘A Visit To Gwynedd Archives’). In 1984, Brown and I complained about Gwynne the lobotomist to the University authorities and had received threats from Dr D.G.E. Wood, but I had not yet contacted MPs – but I did write to the GMC. It was in the first part of 1984 that the well-camouflaged paedophiles’ friend Eric Sunderland took over from Top Doc and long-standing paedophiles’ friend Sir Charles Evans as Principal of UCNW (see posts ‘Feet In Chains’ and ‘Criminals Are Getting Away With It’).

The Secretary of State for Wales was Nicholas Edwards and his gofer was Wyn – later Lord Wyn – Roberts (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’). It was in the summer of 1984 that the Octagon nightclub opened in Bangor, which immediately became a venue for the trafficking of the kids in care and the flogging of class A drugs on a scale previously unseen in the region (see post ‘Are You Local?’).

John Allen owned a villa in the south of France to which boys in care from north Wales were taken ‘for holidays’. Kids in care in north Wales were also taken to Amsterdam where they were sold for sex. Dafydd was holding ‘clinics’ in the south of France.

Ron Davies was elected as the Labour MP for Caerphilly in 1983. Ron had previously been an adviser to Mid-Glamorgan Education Authority, the organisation that concealed the sex offences of John Owen against his pupils (see post ‘Yet More Inglorious Bastards’).

Olga Maitland was subsequently elected as a Tory MP for Sutton and Cheam, but that wasn’t until 1992. When she was enjoying herself in Europe with Dafydd’s mistress, Olga was a journo for the ‘Sunday Express’, edited by the odious John Junor, who was a mate of George Carman QC, who knew what was happening in north Wales. Olga Maitland was married to barrister Robin Hay, who became a Crown Court Recorder.

No wonder no-one helped those of us in north Wales who were being threatened, harassed, fitted up for crimes – or who saw our friends murdered. Dafydd and Lucille were overtly assisted with developing their international people trafficking ring as long ago as the mid-80s by Thatcher’s Gov’t.

Anyone fancy telling us that ‘you didn’t know’ now? By 1984 I had told people – including Dr D.G.E. Wood – repeatedly that someone had threatened to murder Brown. I was ignored. That person subsequently tried to fracture Brown’s skull in the middle of Nottingham in broad daylight.

Anyone for law n order or getting tough on criminals? People died you fucking idiots, they died.

 

It was in 1983-84 that Brown and I started finding ourselves surrounded by some rather odd people who caused us a lot of bother. There were the two people whom Brown met when he replied to adverts in the ‘New Statesman’ offering work, just at the time when Wood et al knew that Brown was living with me on Anglesey and was scanning the adverts in the ‘New Statesman’ for part-time work opportunities. My post ‘Oh Lordy, It’s CR UK’ discussed the insane and offensive Leslie Gore, a therapist living near Llangollen who worked as a part-time alcohol counsellor at the North Wales Hospital no less. Hot on the heels of Leslie Gore came Naomi Grunfeld, a teacher in the Orthodox Jewish school in north London, who had placed an advert in the ‘New Statesman’ claiming to be a post-graduate student with ‘writer’s block’ in need of extra tuition. It became clear that not only was Naomi nuts, but that she wanted Brown to actually do her MA for her. Brown noticed that Naomi seemed to have acquired her first degree as a result of someone else doing the work. Naomi was a student at Strawberry Hill College, Twickenham and the college seemed to know exactly what was going on.

Brown observed that Naomi’s advert should really have been in the lonely hearts column. The others in our house were greatly entertained by Naomi’s hot pursuit of Brown, particularly when four letters arrived in one day for him and when she started ringing the telephone box down the road asking the local teenagers who answered to go and find him. Brown escaped from Naomi by telling her that he was going abroad and was due to leave for Bristol airport. Naomi demanded a Bristol address, so Brown said ’10, Clifton Road’. Clifton was the area of Bristol where the Top Doctors hung out, so presumably one of Wood’s criminal colleagues received a few dozen crazy letters from Naomi. We didn’t realise that they were a load of sex traffickers at that time, so let’s hope Naomi gave them hell.

Then a few years later there was Diane Foxhills, who surpassed even Naomi, let herself into Brown’s house and was waiting in his bed for him.

MI5: all Brown wanted to do was to get on with his writing and avoid people who were trying to murder him. When he got so fed up of Diane that he actually told her to fuck off and get out of his face, he meant it. So that must have been why, a few years later, when he thought that the coast was clear, you sent Shar along. Who it transpired was not only mad but a member of the BNP, with a long-lost adult son who was in Combat 18. Then a few years after that, there was Emma, who precipitated what was probably a heart-attack in Brown. Not that it was ever diagnosed, because as you knew damn well, by then it was no longer safe for Brown or me to go near a Top Doctor, but Brown knows the symptoms of a heart-attack as well as the average stupid, negligent Top Doctor does. Then there was the vicious Denise Baker McLearns who moved in next to me at Llanllechid and spent the next few years harassing me and spreading vicious rumours about me. Then there was Donna Morgan, who moved into my place as a lodger, knew social workers from Conwy County Council, bounced a £500 rent cheque on me, stole everything of any value from my house, made an allegiance with Denise Baker McLearns and left me a letter telling me not to go to the police because she would tell them that I was a danger to children and Denise would ‘vouch for her’. I went to the police, who refused to tell me where Donna Morgan was living, on the grounds that she was under police protection after her ex-boyfriend had threatened her. That was the ex-boyfriend whom she had also threatened to set on me, a gangster from Llandudno, the mention of who’s name was supposed to have me shaking in my boots, but it didn’t because I didn’t know any gangsters from Llandudno. Although I do now, obviously. The gangsters in question were a family called Hogan.

As a treat, Donna Morgan made allegations about one of my neighbours, who had given her lifts and brought her son clothes and toys whilst Donna pleaded poverty. Years later I was told that she had made a false rape allegation against an innocent man who was only cleared after he’d been arrested and held in custody. But then Donna Morgan was shagging a number of officers in the North Wales Police, whom it would seem were, in return, happy to arrest targets of the paedophile gang at whom she pointed the finger.

 

Wouldn’t it have just been easier to have arrested Dafydd and Lucille and stopped the international people trafficking gang? The security services seem to have spent much time and money behaving like fuckwits and trying to get rid of Brown and me, but Dafydd and Lucille are still sitting in north Wales running CAIS. They’re probably surrounded by undercover officers ‘gathering intelligence’, but the one thing that no-one will do is put Dafydd and Lucille out of action…

We were initially targeted in 1983. Whatever MI5 were doing, they were definitely not stopping that trafficking gang.

 

Another reader of this blog has told me that David Bailey Hughes was the officer in charge at Y Gwyngyll, the children’s home in Llanfairpwll, when it was in meltdown and that the kids ‘were running wild, never going to school and being treated for genital lice’. It was the chaos at Y Gwyngyll which forced Bowen Rees to hold an ‘investigation’ – Bowen Rees called in his old mates from Dyfed County Council, where he had previously been County Secretary, to conduct the investigation… For info on the happenings at Y Gwyngyll and some of the people involved, see post ‘Today We Have Naming Of Parts’.

Despite allegations of sexual abuse against Bailey Hughes – some of which stemmed from his time as a care officer at Ty’r Felin – he was subsequently given responsibility for Gwynedd County Council’s new fostering and adoption service, which was set up after Alison Taylor’s dismissal at Cartref Bontnewydd. The dreadful Malcolm John, ‘senior tutor in social work’ at Bangor University, moonlighted for years as a ‘consultant’ for this ‘service’, without the knowledge of Bangor University, who did suspect that he had another job somewhere because he was so infrequently in the university (see post ‘Local Accessories’). There were many people at Bangor who were at their wits end with regard to Malcolm John, but they were being undermined by the toxic Lyn Meadows, the HR Director and paedophiles’ friend who now sits on the Betsi Board. I was told that one Professor who had tried to protect other staff from Malcolm John’s dreadful conduct was threatened with disciplinary action for ‘bullying’ from Meadows.

My correspondent informed me that the paedophiles’ friends setting up shop at Cartref Bontnewydd forced the closure of at least one fostering and adoption service in the area that had been running for decades.

I have been told that at least one girl of 14 in the care of Gwynedd County Council was given oral contraception without her step-mother’s knowledge, although this teenager did not have a boyfriend and had not shown much interest in acquiring one. My correspondent suggests that girls ‘were being prepared for action on the sly’. This was rather the impression that I formed as a result of my encounters with the Top Doctors. OK I wasn’t 14, but all any of them wanted to do was talk to me about sex and my ‘boyfriend’. I too was spontaneously offered advice on contraception. QUE??? I was a grown-up who was quite capable of deciding such matters for myself and at no time did I ever enter those consulting rooms seeking advice on sexual problems. Other mental health patients I spoke to had similar experiences. It was suggested to me the other day that perhaps the Top Docs had gained the wrong impression because I used to sport black nail varnish, coloured hair etc. For God’s sake, I was in my 20s and furthermore if I’d gone in there wearing a burkha I’d have been met with the same response. They were trafficking young people into prostitution – Dafydd et al even targeted boys of 11, did they ‘ask for it’?

My post ‘Today We Have Naming Of Parts’ mentioned that supply of nice young doctors who arrived in north Wales in the 1980s when Gwynne and Dafydd were becoming excruciatingly embarrassing. Those of us who had complained were then referred to the nice young doctors – who sadly were assisting the old gropers, but had better manners and concealed their activities more effectively. One such nice young doctor was Tony Francis, another was Dr Lyndon Miles.

Since mentioning Lyndon in my post ‘Today We Have Naming Of Parts’, I have received an e mail from someone who raised concerns about Dafydd and the paedophiles who’s health was subsequently ruined by one Lyndon Miles, who had seemed such a nice man. I had similar experiences. After confronting Gwynne and Dafydd, I encountered years of Top Doctors – not just in north Wales – whom I did not complain about and who were charm itself to me. When I finally accessed my medical notes, I read what they had written to third parties about me without my knowledge and it was pure poison. Other patients who dared complain had the same experience. One man in north Wales who had as much crap as I did from the Top Doctors described them as a ‘cartel’. Which pretty much sums it up. This was an extensive network of corrupt professional people involved in serious organised crime who were assisted by corrupt police officers and members of the security services.

Here’s someone else who, at the beginning of his career, exploited his status as a Nice Young Doctor:

The Lord Owen
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Dr D.G.E. Wood really loved Dr Death. Wood said to me ‘Owen’s got guts’. I responded by telling Wood that nevertheless he didn’t have any seats.

Dr Death, a friend of people traffickers!

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In my post ‘Today We Have Naming Of Parts’ I mentioned that Lyndon worked in the Student Health Centre at Bangor and knew exactly what Wood, Gwynne etc were doing, but colluded with them. There was another Nice Young Doctor who rolled up at the Student Health Centre in about 1984 as well, whom distressed students were urged to meet as an alternative to Gwynne the lobotomist – Dr Chris Tilsen. Dr Tilsen, like Dr Miles, didn’t cause the sort of disasters that Gwynne did, but Dr Tilsen knew what was happening…

I did know of one student house who’s inhabitants had a bad experience with Dr Tilsen. One of the boys in the house caught measles and his girlfriend rang the GP – Dr Tilsen. Tilsen initially refused to go out to see him, but because his girlfriend grovelled, a rather bad-tempered Tilsen subsequently arrived, took a look at the ailing student and said ‘he’s got measles, what’s the problem?’ When our friends told us about this, I mentioned that measles can cause deafness and Brown observed that it can occasionally result in death. Our friend didn’t die of measles, but this was the sort of response that local people received from the Top Doctors. They really were very often not that helpful. Furthermore they all knew that people were living in severe poverty, that the ‘services’ were rife with corruption and that the infrastructure of the whole region was being utilised by a sex trafficking gang.

I was told some years ago that Dr Tilsen’s wife Amanda was an Angel who worked at the School of Healthcare Sciences at Bangor University and was very unpopular among her Angel colleagues. That doesn’t say anything about Amanda Tilsen, because nearly everyone in that School was previously employed by the corrupt regional NHS and they spent their whole lives in a state of civil war with each other.

‘We didn’t know.’

Yes you did.

There seemed to be a push in the mid-80s to conceal the damage being done by Dafydd and co. As well as all those Nice Young Doctors, the Student Health Centre employed Liz Stables as an Angel (see post ‘Just A Language Divide?’), who made friends with all those students who had complained, pumped them for info and reported back to the Top Docs, who then shafted us all. Liz was a friend of Dafydd. Liz replaced a crotchety old bat who was worthy of a prize in ‘Viz’ magazine’s ‘insincere smiles’ feature, who had been employed as the Angel up there for eons, but I can’t remember her name. She was so unpleasant that I refused to have anything to do with her, so Liz was sent in my direction.

 

I mentioned in a previous post that witnesses who gave evidence at the Waterhouse Inquiry, as well as those people who worked for the Inquiry, were granted immunity from prosecution, which I suspect is why those who ran the paedophile gang such as Lucille agreed to give evidence. None of the witnesses can now be prosecuted for abusing those kids. I have been told that the Attorney General – Sir Nicholas Lyell – did grant the immunity but excluded perjury and perverting the course of justice. Therefore, if Waterhouse and co had not constrained themselves, any number of people could have been referred for prosecution. One such person I am told would have been social worker Mari Roberts, who lied in her evidence to the Inquiry (see post ‘Today We Have Naming Of Parts’).

The temporary immunity should not have stopped the North Wales Police investigating the evidence that emerged of abuse, of widespread conspiracy, of perverting the course of justice and of misconduct in public office. Documents in my possession also contain ample evidence of these matters.

 

I have received more info regarding Ceryl Wyn Davies, the serial child sex offender defended by Ronnie Waterhouse’s mate Emlyn Hooson QC – another one of David Steel’s colleagues – who was given a job as Headmaster of Tanygrisiau School at Blaenau Ffestiniog by Gwynedd County Council, despite his previous imprisonment for molesting children (see post ‘Today We Have Naming Of Parts’). I have been told that there were many complaints about Ceryl Wyn which were ignored and it is alleged that he had a family member on the Council who afforded him protection. My correspondent has promised me more information, so once I receive that I’ll blog further.

 

 

In my post ‘Today We Have Naming Of Parts’ I mentioned that it was Cartrefle College in Wrexham – which later became NEWI and then Glyndwr University – who assessed the members of the paedophile gang as being suitable to qualify as social workers. I received information from someone who told me that standards at Cartrefle were appalling and that in the early 1980s at least, Cartrefle had a hotline to Lucille Hughes and Nefyn Dodd and were passing on inappropriate info about students to them, with a view to identifying potential whistleblowers. Cartfrefle qualifications were verified by the University of Salford. Salford University knew that there was serious abuse of children in care in north Wales, because one of their own students on placement reported it to them. He was withdrawn from the placement and his evidence was dismissed by Ronnie Waterhouse on the grounds that he’d only been on placement in north Wales for a matter of days so he didn’t have the full picture re the standards of care for children in north Wales.

Salford University still provides social work training and whilst I was working at Bangor University, I and two colleagues had the most extraordinary experience with their ‘Research Professor’ Stephen Shardlow. It was so weird that we wondered whether Shardlow had personal difficulties which had resulted in him not being able to function at work – I kept our e mail exchanges  – but one of my colleagues was later told by someone at Salford that a new ‘Research Professor’ had been appointed who did not know anything about research, who did no work and who had only been appointed to give credibility to a very troubled dept. It was a man called Stephen Shardlow. Shardlow had managed to get himself appointed as the editor of a major social work journal. I wonder how that happened.

Salford was established as a University in 1967. Between 1967-91, the Chancellor was Prince Philip. So he flew the flag for Salford throughout those happy years when the institution provided qualifications for a paedophile gang and continued to do so even after one of their own students blew the whistle. Princess Fergie followed Phil the Greek as Chancellor until 1995, when Sir Walter Bodmer, the man who was at the helm of the Imperial Cancer Research Fund in 1990 when the ICRF was involved in a major research fraud scandal which resulted in the (presumed) suicide of Prof Tim McElwain (see posts ‘Reports Of Death Were Greatly Exaggerated’ and ‘Apocalypse Now’), succeeded her. In 2005 Sir Martin Harris was appointed Chancellor. Harris was in post when Stephen Shardlow was given a job that his colleagues maintained that he should never have been given… Martin Harris comes from Ruabon near Wrexham and has passed through many institutions run by the paedophiles’ friends.

 

What of the VCs of Salford, the people who had their hands on the tiller? Clifford Whitworth was the VC, 1967-74. Salford University was in full swing qualifying paedophiles at that time, but I can’t find any trace of him on the internet. So he must have been the fall guy. Whitworth’s successor Sir John Horlock was just as guilty however – he was in post 1974-81, when many more child abusers were given qualifications and when that hotline between Cartrefle and Lucille and Nefyn Dodd was established. It would be difficult for even someone as dedicated to the science of cover-up and denial as Ronnie Waterhouse to airbrush John Horlock out of history, because John Horlock was responsible for a considerable piece of HE history.

 

Sir John Horlock was a mechanical engineer who built his reputation by refining gas turbines in jet engines for use in military aircraft. He was raised in Edmonton, North London and attended The Latymer School, Edmonton. He went from there to St John’s College, Cambridge, where he gained his PhD in 1958.

Ronnie Waterhouse went to St John’s College, Cambridge and Ronnie was a man who certainly maxed out on the utilisation of alumni networks. Furthermore, the appalling Deb Everard, one of the biggest problems at St George’s Hospital Medical School in the late 1980s/early 90s, was a Tory Councillor in Edmonton. Everard knew about Oliver Brooke the paedophile Prof of Paediatrics at St George’s and she knew about much other wrongdoing as well – indeed she was responsible for some of it. Everard was considered untouchable although she was not in a senior role – one lame attempt to discipline her was thwarted by the MSF rep David Hole. Who was corrupt himself, loathed Everard anyway but was involved in the misconduct along with everyone else and thus was obliged to defend her. Meanwhile everyone dined out on the personal friendship that their Head of Dept, Prof Geoffrey Chamberlain, maintained with Cilla, the nation’s auntie. It was a lorra lorra laffs, unless you were someone being targeted by this bunch who were concealing a paedophile gang. Everard also had an inexplicable friendship with Prof Ian Craft, the Top Doc who ran the private clinic where practices considered even too unacceptable for the rest of the sharks in the IVF world were routine, such as the implantation of eight or nine embryos in the full knowledge that five or six of them would be aborted at a later stage in the pregnancy. Why Ian Craft, an elitist very rich man, gave Deb Everard the time of day I do not know, but it will have involved questionable practices of some sort. If Everard was in reach of Sir John Horlock, I’m sure that she would have made use of him.

 

After graduation, Horlock worked for Rolls Royce at Derby, who sponsored him whilst he was doing his PhD, providing him with £30k worth of equipment at 1951 prices.

By the 1960s, there was a paedophile gang in the Derbyshire area with links to north Wales – the problems in Derbyshire were thought to have pre-dated the 1960s.

After he finished his PhD, Horlock stayed at Cambridge. He subsequently took a one year sabbatical at MIT and turned down a job offer from Rolls Royce in favour of the position in 1958 of Professor and Head of the Mechanical Engineering Department at the University of Liverpool. At Liverpool, Horlock oversaw a major expansion of the mechanical engineering building. Horlock’s Indie obituary tells us that he was ‘invited by Pergamon Press to edit a series of books in their Commonwealth Library and was subsequently invited to London to meet Pergamon’s proprieter, Robert Maxwell, which was ‘the beginning of a relationship which bore fruit later when he went to the OU’. I suspect that Horlock’s relationship with the Cap’n might have borne fruit before that, because Salford University has a Maxwell Building. Here it is:

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That the building was named after the Cap’n suggests that he probably paid for it, although I have not yet had a chance to inquire about this. Could this have been where some of the missing millions went? The Cap’n was the Labour MP for Buckingham, 1964-70, whilst Harold Wilson was PM.

The Cap’n went overboard in Nov 1991, whilst I was being forced out of my job at St George’s and whilst my friend who wanted to make a documentary about north Wales was being forced out of her job at the Royal Television Society. It was just after the Cap’n was found floating in the Atlantic that Tony Francis et al pulled out all of the stops (several times over the course of a few weeks) in an attempt to have me imprisoned, on the basis of statements that the MDU and their solicitors Hempsons knew constituted perjury which after the most florid allegations were demonstrated to be untrue, eventually resulted in a last ditch attempt to prosecute me for contempt (see post ‘The Sordid Role Of Sir Robert Francis QC’).

Headington Hall was the home of Robert Maxwell for the last 32 years of his life, which he rented from Oxford City Council. It is now part of Oxford Brookes University.
There was organised abuse of children – and associated abuses of psychiatry – in Oxfordshire, which was concealed by, among other people, Barbara Kahan – who was appointed as an adviser on children in care to Ted Heath’s Gov’t in 1970 – and her husband, Dr Vladimir Kahan. Babs remained as a Gov’t adviser until the 1980s, after which she continued to make herself useful by failing to notice that many of those with whom she was working on various child care and education/training projects were paedophiles and also by Chairing the Inquiry into the Staffordshire Pindown Scandal and not reporting just how bad things were there (see post ‘Always On The Side Of The Children’).
Tom Burns, who worked at St George’s whilst the staff concealed organised child abuse and who admitted that he believed my allegations regarding what was happening in north Wales, later found himself a Chair at Oxford University. As did Mark Williams, who worked with Dafydd and the paedophiles in north Wales, whilst committing the research fraud which was Mindfulness (see post ‘The Biggest Expert Of The Lot’). Richard Tranter, who joined the merry gang at the Hergest Unit for a stint as a junior doctor and then returned as a senior doctor, trained at Oxford, as did his wife Siobhan, who in her capacity as a tutor of Angels in Bangor University failed to pass on concerns from students that patients were being abused.
The crimes of Cap’n Bob are worthy of a blog in themselves, so I’ll do a bit of digging and see what I can find that is most relevant. Obviously, as a starter,  there was Cap’n Bob’s purchase of ‘The Mirror’, which employed Alastair Campbell as a journo and some dodgy big hitters as in-house lawyers and used the services of George Carman QC…

Sir John Horlock returned to Cambridge as Professor of Engineering in 1967. In the early 1970s, Horlock ‘played a major role’ in the activities of the Science Research Council, Chairing the Mechanical Engineering Committee. Horlock witnessed the success of his physicist colleagues in bagging funds from the SRC, so he suggested to a colleague that they should apply for a major grant themselves. Before you could say ‘massive conflict of interest’, Horlock’s Dept received a grant of £300k from the SRC and used it to found, in 1973, the Whittle Laboratory, Horlock becoming its Director. 

In 1974 Horlock was appointed as VC of Salford University. There doesn’t seem to be much information available regarding Horclock’s time as VC of Salford, possibly because Cap’n Bob played a role in the ‘achievements’, so Salford have decided that it is best forgotten.

Much has been written about Horlock’s subsequent job as VC of the Open University, 1981-90. The OU cannot thank Horlock enough for his contribution, because many believed that he stopped Keith Joseph, who was Education Secretary, 1981-86, from closing the OU down. Not only did Horlock successfully defend the OU from Gov’t cuts, but he expanded the institution, enrolling the first postgrads and overseeing the foundation of, in 1983, the Open University Business School.

The OU was regarded by many as ‘Harold Wilson’s gimmick’ and for some people this alone was enough reason to close it down. In my post ‘The White Heat Of This Revolution’ I describe how Harold Wilson gave the OU project to Nye Bevan’s widow Jennie Lee and it was Jennie Lee and Wilson’s friend and solicitor Lord Goodman who succeeded in getting it off the ground, partly by providing a huge underestimate regarding costs and not providing a more realistic figure until it was too late to scrap the development. Arnold Goodman was widely believed to be dishonest and he acted as the solicitor for Jeremy Thorpe immediately after Thorpe was charged with incitement and conspiracy to kill, before Sir David Napley took over. Jennie Lee know about the abuse of children in Staffordshire that was being concealed and she also knew that from the very inception of the NHS, Top Doctors assisted in concealing the abuse, neglect and sometimes deaths of the poorer and more vulnerable citizens. What with Nye Bevan having become a folk hero in the Labour Party because of him being the driving force behind the NHS, nearly everyone colluded with the myth that ‘poor people’ benefited from the NHS to a greater extent than the better off. They didn’t.

It was obviously fairly important that no-one pissed off Jennie Lee, who outlived her husband by many years. The OU had support from some unlikely people. Despite the hostility of many Tories towards it, Thatcher, when she was Education Secretary in the early 1970s, opposed her Cabinet colleagues to save it. Thatcher was subsequently a fan of John Horlock.

Horlock himself claimed that in the fight to save the OU in the mid-80s, he reminded many Tory MPs that the number of students enrolled with the OU in their constituencies exceeded their majorities. He mentioned that one of the strongest supporters of the OU was the MP Tam Dalyell, who became a good friend of Horlock’s. Tam Dalyell wrote many of the obituaries of his generation of MPs. I have been really impressed by Dalyell’s ability to repackage the characters and track-records of the most unpleasant of his colleagues, including some of those that have since been exposed as having done some truly dreadful things. There are a lot of clues in Dalyell’s biography that he was concealing the crimes of Dafydd et al. Keith Joseph was said to have given the OU a reprieve after receiving so many letters from people who had benefited from the OU. The OU also received considerable support from the HE Minister, William Waldegrave, who knew about the abuse of children and associated criminality in north Wales and elsewhere and who was Health Secretary, 1990-92, whilst all that trouble at St George’s and in north Wales was concealed.

The OU provides training for a lot of health and social care staff, including social workers. I’m not sure when the OU started training social workers, but it was churning out psychology graduates who later became clinical psychologists as long ago as the 1970s. The really great thing about the OU for local authorities who have a problem with the abuse of people in their care, is that if their trainee social workers do a degree with the OU rather than another university, that local authority does not have to deal with students who are whistleblowers, because the OU just provides theoretical input, it is entirely up to the local authority as to whether the students qualify or not. There is no other party to negotiate with. Some years ago a whole series of social work students at Bangor University reported very serious problems on placement with Anglesey County Council. Staff from Bangor University defended the students, only to be told by Anglesey County Council that if the ‘problems with the students’ continued, Anglesey would hire its own staff as trainee social workers and qualify them through the OU. The ‘problem students’ were all whistleblowers. The students didn’t know this, but the people who’s conduct caused them such distress were the dear old paedophiles’ friends.

Whilst researching for this blog, I noticed that Harold Wilson systematically tied off all routes for professionals who might raise concerns about the abuse of vulnerable people by the state by the creation of supposedly citizen-friendly structures. Tony Blair did a very similar thing – the ‘service user empowerment’, the ‘social inclusion’, even the Human Right Act, were all used to give abusive state structures more and more power over citizens who raised questions about the conduct of the state.

Harold Wilson’s widening of HE opportunities did benefit people, but it was particularly effective at producing a whole cadre of state educated and state employed professionals who  found themselves in a position in which it would be virtually impossible to blow the whistle on serious state-endorsed crime – such as organised child abuse within the NHS and social services – and continue their professional careers. This situation exists today – it’s why there is a former Cardiff cardiac surgeon working as a cabbie after blowing the whistle on patient safety issues. Even if someone says OK then I’ll work in the voluntary sector, or private sector or academia, they will be forced out, because the funding and/or inspection regimes of those sectors is the responsibility of the state and the people in those funding/inspection roles are there after years of colluding with abuse.

I’ve watched the workings and the effects of this rigged system for a long time, but I didn’t realise that the roots of it were in Harold Wilson’s Gov’t. The long tentacles extended into the world of the arts as well, but I will return to that in a future post. Meanwhile, I’ll just mention a few things that were highlighted in Horlock’s obituary.

Horlock was elected a Fellow of the Royal Society in 1976 and then served as its Vice-President and Treasurer during his retirement. Horlock ‘was an adviser to government and industry for 50 years. This included work with the National Grid, on the safety of nuclear installations and at the Aeronautical Research Council, as well as numerous other important contributions’.

Horlock was ‘knighted in 1996 for services to science, engineering and education’. It could be a complete coincidence, but 1996 was the year that the Waterhouse Inquiry was announced and established.

So Horlock advised on the safety of nuclear installations – a controversial and sensitive area. It was also an area in which on a number of occasions at least, Gov’ts did not keep the public informed. Lord Brian Flowers was another person who was involved in matters nuclear – he was a member of the Atomic Energy Authority, 1971-81 – who concealed Dafydd and the paedophiles’ crimes as well as medical research fraud and much other wrongdoing in the University of London (see post ‘The White Heat Of This Revolution’). Sir Alec Merrison was another nuclear physicist who was called in by Gov’t with regard to the Top Docs and their crimes.  Merrison was Senior Physicist at CERN, 1957-60; Chair of Experimental Physics at Liverpool University, 1960-69; VC of Bristol University from 1969. Sir Keith Joseph, when he was Health Secretary, appointed Merrison in 1973 to Chair a Committee of Inquiry after thousands of Top Docs threatened a mass public strike after a dispute with the GMC (see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’). In 1976 Barbara Castle, then then Secretary of State for the DHSS, along with her Health Minister, Dr Death, appointed Merrison to Chair a Royal Commission on NHS Reform.

I grew up virtually on the doorstep of Hinkley Point and because I was used to it being there and I knew so many people who worked there, I took it as a fact of life. I had heard, as a teenager, that various worrying things had gone on at Hinkley that the wider public were kept substantially in the dark about, but what was more well-known among the local teenagers was that some of the people at Hinkley Point were thieving on a grand scale – not just pilfering pens and stationery, but they were making off with just about anything, building materials, household necessities, there was even a trade in whole bathrooms that had been stolen from Hinkley. It was a trough as deep as the NHS. The security out there was either very lax or the people driving off with the goodies had dirt of a valuable kind on the senior managers. After I left Somerset, one of the biggest accidents in UK nuclear power history happened at Hinkley – tons of radioactive CO2 was accidentally released into the atmosphere. Not a word appeared in the Somerset media, although there was coverage in the ‘New Statesman’. Then there were the local leukaemia clusters that no-one ever got to the bottom of – they definitely existed, but people were strangely reluctant to undertake a rigorous analysis. Some far-fetched theories were put forward – such as that the workers who migrated into Somerset from elsewhere when Hinkley was first built introduced new viruses into the local population… It’s not as if the Hinkley workers were missionaries going into darkest Africa, it was only Somerset. It could theoretically have been an explanation, but, er, radiation-related causes might be a more obvious one.

The best Hinkley-related story occurred some years before the CO2 leak. When I was about 11, a local man caused a major outrage by breaking into the houses of three people in one night and violently raping the women in each house. He was caught and arrested but was not imprisoned because, as his mother freely admitted, his uncle was an influential man locally and ‘got him off’. The rapist didn’t get off completely – he was diagnosed with schizophrenia and sat in Tone Vale Hospital near Taunton for a few months. Tone Vale didn’t have anything like the reputation that the North Wales Hospital did, but it was a receptacle for people who’d overdone the cider, but also those who had alleged abuse on the part of people with spotless reputations. This man ‘made a full recovery’ and returned to live locally, much to the anger of some who alleged that women and children had been placed in danger as a result of this small town corruption. The rapist then got a job at Hinkley Point. After a while, there were ructions. He had ‘gone mad’ again and was publicly hauled off to Tone Vale by the police. His schizophreniform symptoms of serially raping people had not popped up once more, but some new ones had. He had alleged that there were terrible things happening at Hinkley Point, that the safety of local people was at risk and that the trade unions and management were covering up very serious wrongdoing…. He spent longer in Tone Vale recovering from his Hinkley-related delusions than he did recovering from raping three women in one night.

No wonder people were cheerfully driving out of Hinkley Point in the possession of thousands of quids worth of goodies without being stopped.

So the OU was Harold Wilson’s and Jennie Lee’s ‘baby’, which received a bit of help from Lord Goodman to get it off the ground.

In 1967, Wilson’s Cabinet set up a Planning Committee in 1967, which kicked off the launch of the OU via its recommendations, which were accepted by the then Secretary of Education and Science, Ted Short aka Lord Glenamara. Ted Short trained as a teacher at Durham University – he later did a law degree at London University as well – and after WWII worked as a teacher and was the Newcastle-Upon-Tyne branch of the NUT. Short was elected as a Councillor on Newcastle-Upon-Tyne City Council in 1948. He was the Labour MP for Newcastle-Upon-Tyne, 1951-76; Education Secretary, 1968-70, Deputy Leader of the Labour Party, 1972-76; Lord President of the Council, 1974-76 and also served as Chancellor of Northumbria University.

A paeophile gang operated in the north east with direct links to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales for decades. Huge numbers of children from the north east were sent to children’s homes in north Wales and two key figures in the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal, Matt Arnold and Peter Howarth, relocated to Bryn Estyn from Axwell Park Approved School in Gateshead. The Lord President of the Council serves as the visitor for a number of universities, including the University of Wales.

Ted Short was given a peerage in 1977. Why was there such a problem with child abuse in north Wales and mismanagement at UCNW which Shirl refused to investigate? Look no further than Ted…

The Committee was Chaired by Sir Peter Venables, the VC of Aston University. Other members included Lord Goodman, who was at that time the Chairman of the Arts Council of Great Britain; Dr Eric Briault, the Deputy Education Officer of ILEA; Prof Roy Shaw, the Director of Adult Education at Keele University and Prof Hilde Himmelweit of the School of Social Psychology.

Can anyone see some paedophiles’ friends hidden in the picture? Lord Goodman for a start. ILEA was busy colluding with the export of kids in the care of London boroughs to north Wales where they were abused and trafficked back down to London. Keele University employed Peter Righton, a paedophile who was a social work academic who used his work to justify adults having sex with children – Keele has welcomed a number of other paedophiles’ friends over the years. Prof Hilde Himmelweit completed her PhD at the Institute of Psychiatry under the discredited H.J. Eyesenck (see post ‘Radical Leicester And Some Other Free Radicals’).

Sir Peter Venables was Principal of the College of Advanced Technology (which evolved into Aston), 1955–1966 and Aston University’s first Vice-Chancellor, 1966–1969. He was born in Birkenhead and attended Birkenhead Secondary School and Liverpool University, where he obtained a degree in chemistry, an education diploma and a PhD. He served as the Open University’s first Pro-Chancellor and Chairman of the Council. Peter Venables is yet another person who seems to have largely disappeared from the internet. I wonder why that might be.

Venables will have known about the corruption linked to Dafydd et al in Liverpool University and he will also have known about the equally serious corruption in Birmingham University, the City Council and the West Midlands Police. Kids in care in Birmingham were sent to children’s homes in north Wales and the Medical School in Birmingham contained Dafydd’s mate Robert Bluglass.

There was also a heavy presence from Sussex University on the Planning Committee – Asa Briggs, the then VC of Sussex; Lord Fulton, the former VC of Sussex; and Norman McKenzie, the Director of the Centre for Educational Technology at Sussex University. So someone in Harold Wilson’s Cabinet was desperate to have Sussex University wielding influence over the OU Planning Committee.

Lord John Fulton was a friend of Harold Wilson. I have blogged about John Fulton previously, but he’s worth resurrecting here, particularly as I have a suspicion that he might disappear from the internet soon as well.

John Fulton’s father was Angus Fulton, Principal of University College, Dundee. Fulton was born in Dundee and went to school there, then went to St Andrew’s University, then onto Balliol College. Ted Heath went to Balliol, but was 14 years younger than Fulton. During WWII, Fulton served in the Mines Dept and the Ministry of Fuel and Power, which was when he became a colleague and friend of Harold Wilson.

Fulton was Principal of University College, Swansea, 1947-59 – the employer of Rhodri Morgan’s father as well as of Dafydd’s buddy Saunders Lewis. Then Fulton was VC of the University of Wales, 1952-54 and again between 1958-59. In 1959 Fulton was appointed Principal of University College Sussex, which became the University of Sussex in 1961. He remained there until 1967.

So Fulton left Sussex the year before John Allen opened the Bryn Alyn Community, where kids in care were abused and then trafficked to John Allen’s brothels – in Brighton, Sussex and in London. Within just a few years, business was booming and many more people with money to spare moved to north Wales and brought isolated buildings which they turned into children’s homes or residential schools, thus expanding the business of the sex trafficking gang which was now well-established in north Wales. The business was considerably assisted by the Children Act, 1975, which was passed as a result of Leo Abse cultivating the company of Jim Callaghan and his wife Audrey and persuading Callaghan to set up the Houghton Committee, of which Leo Abse was a leading light (see post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’). The Houghton Committee ‘took advice’ from Dafydd’s friends and associates who were concealing the booming business in the trafficking of young people in north Wales and who recommended changes in the law…

Leo Abse was a good friend of George Thomas, who was molesting children. Harold Wilson appointed Thomas as Secretary of State for Wales in 1968 and at that time the responsibility for the NHS and social services in Wales was transferred to the Welsh Office. Abse himself has been the subject of historical child abuse investigations. Audrey Callaghan concealed child abuse in the London boroughs before she relocated to south Wales (see post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’). George Thomas and Callaghan hated each other, but Thomas got on very well with Harold Wilson because Thomas was a real vote winner in south Wales, what with all that Methodist lay-preaching and chumminess with the Royal Family (see ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’). And chumminess with Thatcher as well, but Thomas was forgiven that, it was just part of his natural charm.

Fulton went straight from the centre of a well-planned sex trafficking operation onto the Planning Committee for the OU.

Fulton was also: Chairman of the Universities Council for Adult Education and of the Council of the National Institute of Adult Education (1952-55); Chair of UCCA, 1961-64; Chair of the BBC and ITA Committees on Adult Education, 1962-65; Governor of the BBC, 1966-71; Vice-Chair of the BBC, 1966-67 and in 1968-71. Fulton was Chairman of the British Council, 1968-71 and in 1964, Wilson invited Fulton on the Committee of the Civil Service in 1964, which reported in 1968.

Fulton was involved in university policy making in Malta, Sierra Leone, Nigeria and Hong Kong. In 1962, Fulton Chaired the Committee which established the new Chinese University of Honk Kong. He was Chair of the Inter-University Council of HE Overseas, 1964-68.

Well if you’ve got an outstandingly helpful paedophiles’ friend, you might as well give him international responsibilities.

Lord Fulton died in 1986, at home, among friends – in Jimmy Savile Central, Yorkshire.

 

I haven’t yet found any clue as to what precipitated Wilson’s sudden resignation as PM in 1976, but I suspect that it will have had rather more to do with this lot than with Wilson being a KGB agent, or getting fed up of being PM or believing that he was developing Alzheimers. He was an unscrupulous old bugger who rigged the whole of the UK’s state infrastructure to facilitate and conceal child abuse because George Thomas pulled in the votes in south Wales and Leo Abse was a very effective henchman.

 

The man who succeeded Lord Fulton as VC of Sussex and was in post as John Allen’s brothels in Brighton filled up with kids from the north Wales children’s homes was Asa Briggs, who was VC, 1967-76. Asa had his feet well under the table at Sussex by then though – in 1966 he was appointed Professor of History at Sussex, while also serving as Dean of the School of Social Studies, 1961–65 and PVC, 1961–67.

Asa Briggs was an historian who was born in Keighley, Yorkshire – he was off to a flying start in terms of a career as a paedophiles’ friend then. He went to Keighley Boys Grammar School and then Sidney Sussex College, Cambridge. During WWII he served with the Intelligence Corps and at Bletchley Park. Whilst at Cambridge, Briggs had been a friend of Howard Smith, who became DG of MI5 in 1979. Between 1955-61, Briggs was Professor of Modern History at Leeds University and then moved to Sussex. Between 1976-91, Briggs was Provost of Worcester College, Oxford. He was Chancellor of the OU, 1978-94.

Briggs held a visiting appointment at the Gannett Center for Media Studies at Columbia University in the late 1980s and again at the renamed Freedom Forum Media Studies Center at Columbia in 1995–96. Callaghan gave him a peerage in 1976.

Between 1961-95, Briggs wrote a five-volume text on the history of broadcasting in the UK from 1922-74 — essentially, the history of the BBC, who commissioned the work. Briggs’ other works included the corporate history of Marks & Spencer – the company which provided the loan for the paedophiles’ friends of the Royal College of Psychiatrists to acquire a grandiose building in Belgravia which nearly bankrupted them (see post ‘The Newcastle-Upon-Tyne Connection?’). In 1987, Briggs was invited to be President of the Bronte Society. He presided over the Society’s centenary celebrations in 1993 and continued as President until he retired from the position in 1996. He was also President of the William Morris Society from 1978-91 and President of the Victorian Society (UK) from 1986 until his death.

Briggs died at home in Lewes at the age of 94 on 15 March 2016. Presumably he slipped off peacefully, rather than dying as a result of someone chucking a firebomb into the building, like the five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal who died in Brighton in 1992 did (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’).

Asa Briggs had a terrible trauma whilst he was VC of Sussex. No he wasn’t arrested for being an accessory to serious organised crime, the trauma resulted from three Sussex students throwing red paint over a visiting US official, in a protest regarding the Vietnam War. Old Asa was so traumatised that decades later he banged on about these three students in a radio interview. Even better, after the old bastard was dead his daughter popped up on Radio 4 discussing the dreadful behaviour of the three Sussex students decades previously. She stated that Asa never got over it.

One of those students was from north Wales and when I heard about the red paint episode, I rather hoped that the man concerned would drench a few of those we know and love in north Wales with red paint. Sadly he never did, perhaps because he would have needed so many gallons of the stuff that he couldn’t lay his hands on enough of it. Before Briggs died, the wife of one of the students with whom Asa was so pissed off did not survive her encounter with the paedophiles’ friends of the Walton Centre at Liverpool. I didn’t know this when I was told about the red paint, but that student will have known about Dafydd and Gwynne and the paedophile gang. They never got the drenching in paint that they so richly deserved but they’ve got this blog instead. The child abusing murdering bastards.

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

 

Bottoms Up, We’ve All Become Millionaires!

Old Warwickians - 1940s-1960s School House Dinner

 

Readers might remember me mentioning in previous posts that in the mid-1980s, Thatcher’s henchman at the UGC, Sir Peter Swinnerton-Dyer, wanted to close down Bangor University, but he was reminded by UCNW that the place was full of people who were either assisting in supplying youngsters to the Westminster Paedophile Ring, or knew who was. Swinnerton-Dyer changed him mind quickly. Swinnerton-Dyer also went for Aston University, but the Thatcherite VC Sir Freddie Crawford did her bidding by closing down the Psychology Dept and transforming it into a Business School, where the paedophiles’ friends went to do business management qualifications for their future roles as public service managers (see post ‘The White Heat Of This Revolution’). Guess where else Swinnerton-Dyer aimed his axe? Salford. Salford was hit very badly, they had a 40% cut in their funding. They did survive – the VC who saw them through it was the VC who took over in 1981, when Salford was busy giving respectability to Cartrefle College which was run for the benefit of the paedophile gang of north Wales. I shall be blogging about that VC in a future post.

So Swinnerton-Dyer went after the three universities who were doing the most to facilitate Dafydd and the paedophiles – but he backed down and they survived…

 

There will be more background on other associates of Harold Wilson in future posts. Whilst digging around, I discovered a bit of info on Wilson’s mate Barbara Castle that I hadn’t known before. Barbara was the ‘fiery red-head’ (her hair was dyed) whom aspiring female Labour politicians all feel obliged to say that they admire or even consider as their ‘role model’. The Strong Woman Who Didn’t Take Any Crap, the Real Socialist etc. Barbara shagged her way around the Labour Party during the middle years of the 20th century, which is what people meant when they made reference to her ‘fiery red-hair’ and ‘passion’. I don’t mind that Barbara shagged her way around, but Barbara also concealed the abuse of kids and vulnerable people by the health and welfare services whilst boasting of her commitment to equality and women. What I didn’t realise was that Barbara and her husband were very keen to have children but experienced fertility problems. I watched an old clip of Barbara talking about the fertility treatment that she tried and she was stressing that it was, in her view, appalling and bizarre, involving her having injections of hormones extracted from mares’ urine. People are often very surprised at what is at the root of the Top Docs miracle cures. Not that it was a miracle cure, Barbara had enough and gave up. I know one thing though. Barbara, the True Socialist, who Hated Private Medicine and pissed off the Top Docs by Taking a Stand on private beds, would not have been able to get that treatment at that time on the NHS.

So which expensive Harley Street Top Doc treated Red Barbara then? I think we should be told.

 

One of many who told me how much she admired Barbara Castle and how sad it was that all those men stopped her becoming PM was Nicky Mitchell-Heggs, the occupational health physician at St George’s Hospital Medical School – who now runs a substantial private practice, as does her Top Doc husband. Mitchell-Heggs was one of those who was instrumental in forcing me out of my job at St George’s. After I obtained copies of my records, along with the full written admissions that Nicky and co knew that Dafydd was sexually exploiting patients and they believed that Tony Francis was as well, Nicky had written and CC’d a letter about me in which she stated that now that I had left my job, she would ‘be taking a back seat’. Which was interesting, because I thought that Nicky was a bourgeois idiot and I only saw her on about two occasions. So what sort of front seat was she taking before I left my job then?

So Nicky, who was it from St George’s who traced some relatives of mine that I had not given anyone any details of, impersonated Brown and told them that I’d tried to kill myself? Which was not only extraordinary but was untrue. Who ever did it was obviously quite skilled, because the people whom they spoke to knew Brown and sincerely believed that it was him. I know who can do things like that – the security services can. They can record, splice, etc. It certainly wasn’t Keith Harris and Orville. I know that Nicky knows something about it because there was a reference to it in the letter that she CC’d to everyone.

The problem with the coroners’ verdicts on so many of the victims of Dafydd et al who were found dead in north Wales was that some of those deaths were murders, but they were recorded as suicides because they were of mental health patients who were known to be distressed. Er – Springfield patient loses her job at St George’s, appears in court on serious charges on the basis of statements provided by Top Docs in north Wales, her friend rings up her relatives and tells them that she’s tried to kill herself. Was the scene being set for my dead body to be found Nicky?

Nicky Mitchell-Heggs originally trained as a psychiatrist. She became the occ health physician at St George’s allegedly because of ‘male prejudice’ towards her. Mitchell-Heggs was the occ health physician in an institution in which a great many staff were facilitating a pan-European paedophile ring and a Professor of Paediatrics had been imprisoned for his part in it. I don’t know why Mitchell-Heggs was in that job, but it won’t have been anything to do with sexism at work.

Michell-Heggs seemed to have a great deal of money for a working mother in an NHS job…

 

I heard earlier that the Home Secretary Sajid Javid has announced that the UK is to employ 2000 more security services agents. Tell you what Sajid, why not hire 2000 patients of Dafydd’s with a sense of humour, give them a bit of loose change and a phone box and get them to do what they did 20 yrs ago, when they rang him up and took the piss out of him. They presented more of a challenge to him and found out more about his crimes and who assisted them than the police force did and the security services were helping him anyway. Theresa should have popped around to my place when I worked at St George’s because I could have filled her in – she was a Councillor just down the road from St George’s…

 

There will be more posts soon naming more of the guilty…

 

Apocalypse Now

Since I wrote my post ‘Oh Lordy, It’s CR UK’ detailing the scientific fraud and misconduct that I witnessed on the part of some of those who are now among the biggest names in cancer research when I worked in cancer research myself, there has been a horde of celebs appearing in the media stressing that they have cancer and oh how they wish that they’d Got Tested. So in my post ‘Reports Of Death Were Greatly Exaggerated’ I reminded everyone of the Chilvers Report published in Sept 1990 which within weeks was utterly discredited and made history in terms of a piece of work which was deeply flawed and could not be believed. The work was funded by the Cancer Research Campaign and the Imperial Cancer Research Fund and the team was led by Professor Clair Chilvers, a leading light in cancer research at the time who, after being completely disgraced, went to work for the Dept of Health, Chaired two NHS Trusts and now ‘leads’ a charity conducting mental health research. One of the authors, Prof Tim McElwain, was found dead after the scale of the disaster became clear – it was assumed that he had killed himself, although a veil seems to have been drawn over the circumstances of Prof McElwain’s death.

I mentioned that I don’t have access to a university library at the moment so I was unable to access a copy of the original paper by Chilvers et al. However, a reader has very kindly sent me a copy. The celebs are still queuing up to bang on about their Cancer Journeys – although I did hear Helen Stokes-Lampard, Chair of the Royal College of General Practitioners, very effectively demolishing the myths surrounding the PSA test for prostate cancer on Radio 4, which was a breath of fresh air. Stokes-Lampard was robustly opposed by another Top Doctor who desperately wants many more men to undertake the PSA test, although it throws up so many false positives that it is virtually a waste of time.

Now that I have a copy of Chilvers’ paper to hand, I’ll make a few more observations. First, I need to clarify that although the paper is known as the Chilvers Report and in my post ‘Reports Of Death Were Greatly Exaggerated’ I referred to ‘Chilvers et al’ because Chilvers led the team, I note that the co-authors actually list themselves alphabetically on the paper. The full reference is ‘Survival of Patients With Breast Cancer Attending The Bristol Cancer Help Centre’: F.S. Bagenal, D.F. Easton, E. Harris, C.E.D. Chilvers, T.J. McElwain, The Lancet, Sep 8, 1990.

Chilvers, Bagenal and Easton were named as being affiliated to the Section of Epidemiology, Institute of Cancer Research, Sutton, Surrey. Harris was affiliated to the Bristol Cancer Help Centre and McElwain was affiliated to the Section of Medicine, Institute of Cancer Research and the Royal Marsden Hospital.

I note that on the paper, Chilvers stated that her present address was the Dept of Public Health Medicine and Epidemiology, University of Nottingham Medical School, Queen’s Medical Centre, Nottingham. In my post ‘Reports Of Death Were Greatly Exaggerated’ I mentioned that as a result of working at the Queen’s Medical Centre, Chilvers would have known about the research fraud and wrongdoing of Prof Robert Baldwin, Director of the Cancer Research Campaign Laboratories at Nottingham University (see post ‘Oh Lordy, It’s CR UK’), because Baldwin’s labs were located across the road from the Queen’s Medical Centre and some of Baldwin’s oppressed staff were married to people who worked at the Queen’s Medical Centre. The medical students who complained bitterly after they had been on placement at Baldwin’s labs were students at Queen’s. The authorities at Queen’s undoubtedly knew about Baldwin’s scam and as I explained in my post ‘Oh Lordy, It’s CR UK’, the CRC team at the University of Surrey also knew about Baldwin – members of that team were working at the Institute for Cancer Research by 1992.

So Clair Chilvers led that rubbish piece of research and before it was published had already found a home for herself in Nottingham – but not in the dreaded Robert Baldwin’s labs. Would Clair Chilvers like to tell us exactly what deal was done on the basis of the paper which was discredited within weeks of publication?

On Nov 10, 1990 letters from Chilvers and Sir Walter Bodmer (the Director of the Imperial Cancer Research Fund, one of the bodies which funded the flawed study) – for details regarding Walter and his stellar career, see post ‘Reports Of Death Were Greatly Exaggerated’ – accepting that the study had design faults and that the conclusions were invalid were published in The Lancet.

In ‘Reports Of Death Were Greatly Exaggerated’ I explained how Walter Bodmer’s career nevertheless headed for the stars after the shit hit the fan – he did even better out of it all than did Clair Chilvers. But what of the other people involved who were working for the CRC and ICRF?

Of Ms F.S. Bagenal – who was named as the author ‘for correspondence’ – there is no trace in the field of cancer research. There is a Frances Bagenal who is a geophysicist – it is not entirely impossible that after the Chilvers Report, Ms F.S. Bagenal waved a fond farewell to the Top Doctors and the causes close to their hearts and retrained as a geophysicist, but that is just me speculating.

D.F. Easton is Douglas Easton who can be found on the University of Cambridge website. He is now Professor Douglas Easton, Director of the Centre for Cancer Genetic Epidemiology within the Dept of Public Health and Primary Care/Dept of Oncology. We are told that Douglas ‘studied Mathematical Statistics at the University of Cambridge before gaining a PhD in Genetic Epidemiology at the University of London in 1992.  In 1995 he set up the Cancer Research UK Genetic Epidemiology Unit at Cambridge, where he was a CR-UK Principal Research Fellow from 2001-2011.  He was awarded Professorship of Genetic Epidemiology in 2003’.

So Douglas was involved in the Chilvers study whilst he was a PhD student – undertaking a thesis on statistics no less. His name was on a paper that was notorious in terms of epitomising everything that was wrong with science two years before he bagged his PhD. Five years after the publication of that paper, Douglas established his own unit at Cambridge University – funded by the charity which was brought into disgrace along with Douglas five years previously. Douglas now has a Chair at Cambridge. In 2017 Cambridge was delighted to find that it was ranked as the second best university in the world according to the league table produced by the Times Higher Education Supplement. So what exactly is it in which Douglas leads the world?

In the words of Cambridge University: ‘The main research interest of the Centre is in genetic susceptibility to common cancers and the aim of Professor Easton’s research group is to identify and characterise genetic variants associated with cancer risk, with particular emphasis on the hormone related cancers.  Much of their recent work has focused on the analysis of genome-wide association studies (GWAS) to characterise common susceptibility variants, and the characterisation of susceptibility loci through fine-mapping.  The group has conducted GWAS in breast cancer, prostate, endometrial and testis cancer.  Prof Easton’s group also co-ordinates three large international consortia: the Breast Cancer Association Consortium (BCAC), Prostate Cancer Association Group to Investigate Cancer Associated Alterations in the Genome (PRACTICAL, a collaboration with Professor Ros Eeles – team leader at ICR, London-) and, in collaboration with Dr Antoniou and Dr Georgia Chenevix-Trench (head of Cancer Genetics at QIMR Medical Research Institute, Queensland, Australia), the Consortium of Investigators of Modifiers of BRCA1/2 (CIMBA).  Professor Easton’s current work includes evaluating the role of rarer variants in breast and prostate cancer, and susceptibility to cancer-related traits including breast density, steroid hormones and telomere length’.

Anyone still want to Get Tested?

 

The Chilvers Report contains a bit more information that it is worth mentioning. The patients in the study came from the Bristol Cancer Help Centre, the Royal Marsden and two District General Hospitals – Crawley Hospital and the Royal Surrey County Hospital, Guildford. I don’t know anything about Crawley Hospital, but when I worked for the CRC at the University of Surrey I knew much about the Royal Surrey County Hospital, because it was the local hospital. Professor Vincent Marks, the leader of the CRC team at the University of Surrey, was a Top Doctor as well as a scientist and Vincent worked at the Royal Surrey County Hospital. Vincent Marks undoubtedly knew about Baldwin’s scam in Nottingham because two of the leading lights in his team discussed it with me. They were both good mates with Vincent Marks and they must have discussed it with him if they discussed it with me. There is another factor to be taken into consideration though. The Chilvers Report was widely perceived to have been an attempt to discredit the ‘alternative therapies’ offered at the Bristol Centre. Vincent Marks did not like alternative therapies and he was a Top Doctor who was voluble in his denouncement of them.

I am someone who was and is of the opinion that many ‘alternative therapies’ are ineffective and are as dishonestly marketed as much as some conventional treatments are, so I don’t have a problem with scientists who are trying to shine a light on quackery. However, whilst all this was going on, the medical establishment were involved in a full scale civil war with the Gov’t as well as with alternative practitioners and it was a very dirty war on the part of everyone. Vincent’s brother was Dr John Marks, the Chairman of the BMA. John Marks was such a pain in the bum to Thatcher’s administrations that he is singled out for a mention in Ken Clarke’s memoir (see post ‘Running The Country – And All That Jazz’). John Marks was Chairman of the BMA whilst Dr Dafydd Alun Jones, Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) and others were facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Documents in my possession demonstrate that Tony Francis was actually CC’ing letters about me to the BMA – these were letters detailing how Francis et al were going to fit me up for serious offences in an attempt to get me under lock and key.

The integrity of the BMA could not be relied upon.

There were some other people involved in the Chilvers study whose names were kept out of the scandal which followed the publication of the paper. In the introduction to the paper, it was explained that the study began in June 1986 – not, as Jean Corston MP stated in the Commons some years later, in 1985 – after Bristol Cancer Help Centre staff and patients invited a team of doctors and scientists to discuss how the results achieved by the ‘Bristol approach’ could be scientifically validated. The team advising on this were Lord McColl, Tim McElwain, Sir Walter Bodmer, Clair Chilvers and Dr Peter Macguire.

Lord McColl is Ian McColl, the former Professor of Surgery at Guy’s who according to his wiki entry still undertakes some teaching there. McColl was given a peerage for his work for disabled people, although I can’t find any indication of exactly what it was that he did to assist disabled people that caused someone to believe that McColl was deserving of this honour. McColl was PPS to PM John Major, 1994-97. So McColl was in post as the nightmare of dealing with Dafydd as he resisted retirement (see post ‘The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron?’), the shutting down of the North Wales Hospital – except of course it wasn’t closed down in 1995 as everybody was told, a part of it remained open – and organising the cover-up which was the Waterhouse Inquiry had to be handled. Whilst McColl was PPS to Major, Sir Peter Morrison was found dead, so that was one problem off a few shoulders.

McColl was Shadow Minister for Health, 1997-2000. So Lord Ian was on hand to deal with any difficult questions upon publication of the Waterhouse Report. Perhaps questions such as ‘why was a judge appointed to Chair this Inquiry who is a personal friend of so many people who ran the paedophile ring under investigation?’

McColl is a Trustee and surgeon to the charity Mercy Ships. For more details regarding Ian and a monumental porkie that he told to some of his colleagues in the Lords, see post ‘The Creme de la Creme’. 

Recently McColl has become an advocate to stop human trafficking. In June 2015, he introduced a private member’s bill to prohibit the advertising of prostitution. Of course prostitutes should not be allowed to advertise. They should be trafficked by Dafydd et al and forced to work for them – perish the thought that the prostitutes might be running the business themselves and calling the shots.

 

Dr Peter Mcguire died in 2006. His obituary in the Guardian stated that ‘since 2004 all future cancer specialists in Britain are expected to receive specific training in how best to communicate with patients. This achievement was, in no small part, due to the work of Peter Maguire, Professor of Psychological Medicine at Manchester University, who has died aged 66 from leukaemia. He believed that psychiatry should be at the heart of medicine’.

So Peter Mcguire was a psychiatrist at Manchester University – which was where Tony Francis (Dr X) worked immediately prior to relocating to north Wales and assisting Dafydd with the sex trafficking gang. Furthermore Dafydd’s mate the psychiatrist Bob Hobson also worked at Manchester University – Manchester University played no small part in concealing the abuse of kids in care and psych patients in north Wales (see post ‘The Mentor’).

The Guardian explains that ‘In 1988, his [Mcguire’s] work attracted the attention of the Cancer Research Campaign (now CR UK), which funded his work for over 15 years’.

So Francis’s and Dafydd’s mate found that his sterling work came to the attention of the CRC in 1988 – whilst I was working with the CRC in Surrey and whilst, my documents show, Dafydd, Francis and their partner in crime Alun Davies, were illegally accessing information in attempts to find out personal information about me, including my home address. In July 1989, Professor Robert Bluglass – in collaboration with a number of others, including Professor Robert Owen the corrupt Medical Ombudsman from the Welsh Office – performed the Great Cover-Up of the criminality of Dafydd, Francis and Gwynedd Social Services, in the wake of my complaint about them (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’).

Exactly one year later, July 1988, the Butler-Sloss Report was published which concealed the extent of the mess which was the Cleveland Child Abuse Scandal. The Cleveland Scandal was whipped up by some Top Doctors and social workers in the north east of England who had connections to the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales and it served as a very useful distraction from the criminal activities of the paedophiles of north Wales when Alison Taylor, Mary Wynch and I all witnessed and had gained evidence of serious crime on their part and refused to shut up about it (see post ‘Twas The Night Before Christmas And The Culprits Were Named’).

I only worked for the CRC in Surrey for one year – March 1988-March 1989 – because I was told that the funding to extend my contract had not been forthcoming from the CRC. I explained in post ‘Oh Lordy, It’s CR UK’ how very recently I discovered that whilst I was working at Surrey, data collected by me had been given to Professor Nicola Curtin of Newcastle-Upon-Tyne Medical School – who was not part of the project that I was working on and receiving funding for – without my knowledge or consent and that Curtin subsequently published it under her own name.

Whilst my data was given to someone else who continued to receive funding from the CRC, my contract was terminated – furthermore, not only did the CRC seek out Mcguire and give him lots of money at this time, but Mcguire’s funding continued after the Chilvers Report blew up in everyone faces.

The Guardian explains that ‘Peter maintained a busy clinical practice meeting the needs of seriously depressed cancer patients and their relatives at the Christie Hospital, Manchester and helping those struggling with traumatic bereavements. He always contended that to work directly with patients and their families was essential if he was to maintain the validity and integrity of his training and academic work.’

But Peter didn’t maintain any integrity at all, the Chilvers Report was evidence of that. Not that it held him back.

The Guardian states that ‘At a celebration of his career in 2004, many senior clinicians made it clear that their choice of speciality had been influenced by Peter’s work and all gave testimony to his personal interest in them. Some indicated that cancer care in their country or region had been influenced by the ‘Maguire’ model. The work now continues at the Maguire Communication Skills Training Unit, with initial funding from the Sir Edward Holt Trust, Cancer Research UK and the local cancer network’.

Mcguire read medicine at St Mary’s Hospital Medical School, London and trained in psychiatry at Edinburgh and Oxford, where he established collaborative research between the disciplines of psychiatry and surgery before moving to Manchester in 1974. So Mcguire moved to Manchester the very same year that Dafydd’s mate Bob Hobson  relocated to Manchester. Which was also at about the time that Tony Francis joined the merry band at Manchester.

In 1988 – halfway through what would become the disgraced Chilvers study – Mcguire established and directed the Cancer Research Campaign Psychological Medicine Research Group.

According to the Guardian, ‘Peter was a source of inspiration as well as an excellent colleague and dedicated researcher and clinician. We shall miss his loud and infectious laugh and his mischievous sense of fun’.

The world nearly split its sides laughing when Tim McElwain topped himself – what a scamp Peter Mcguire must have been.

The Christie Hospital, Mcguire’s stomping ground for over 30 years, has been classified as ‘outstanding’ by the CQC.

 

Now CR UK et al – please provide details of the circumstances of Tim McElwain’s death. We can’t ask Tony Francis what stinking heap of crap he, Dafydd and his mate Mcguire cooked up because Francis killed himself a few years ago just after Operation Pallial re-opened the investigation into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal and Mcguire has turned his toes up as well now, but someone somewhere knows why Tim McElwain killed himself whilst the rest of this bunch of crooks and charlatans went from strength to strength. Oh – and did the Chilvers study REALLY begin in 1986 as claimed? Or did that study perhaps begin in 1988 – when Dafydd, Tony Francis and the BMA decided that I was going to be shafted and that their mates would be receiving CRC dosh instead? You’ve lied about everything else, how can anyone believe a word of what was published? Will you now make your data public?

I managed to stay alive against all the odds- but Tim McElwain didn’t you worthless scumbags. Was Prof McElwain’s death actually a suicide?

Tim McElwain was found dead on 26 Nov 1990. Margaret Thatcher announced her resignation on 22 Nov 1991 but remained in office until 28 Nov, by which time John Major had been appointed to succeed her. Sir Peter Morrison – who had organised Thatch’s failed leadership campaign whilst molesting children – remained as her PPS until 28 Nov.

 

Just to encourage everyone to come clean, I’ll name the other Top Doctors involved in this dreadful episode, or at least those whom Clair Chilvers thought it worth citing in the acknowledgements on the paper: Prof P.S. Boulter, Dr A. Folkes, Dr A.Y. Rostom, Dr C.A. Topham, Dr W.F. White, Dr J. Brent (Guildford); Mr J.C. Ball, Mr S.J. Janvrin, Mr J. Neely (Crawley); Dr Trevor Powles and Dr Sue Ashley (Royal Marsden Hospital); Professor Sir Murdering Bastard (BMA, Royal College of Paedophiles).

I’ve made the last one up but I bet no-one’s spotted that.

 

The issue of The Lancet which published the laughable Chilvers Report also published – as a ‘Viewpoint’ column –  an article concerning the Assisted Death Institute of Medical Ethics Working Party on the Ethics of Prolonging Life and Assisted Death. The Chairman of the working party was Mr Geoffrey Drain.

Geoffrey Drain began his career as a trade unionist and ended it as a Director of the Bank of England. Geoffrey Sewer was Assistant Secretary, Institute of Hospital Administrators 1946-52; Executive, Milton Antiseptic Ltd 1952-58; he was called to the Bar in 1955; Deputy General Secretary, NALGO 1958-73 and General Secretary 1973-83; member, General Council of the TUC 1973-83; President, National Federation of Professional Workers 1973-75; Director, Bank of England 1978-86.

So Geoffrey Sewer led the union which represented the people who ran institutions like the North Wales Hospital Denbigh in the post-war years when the inmates were straight-jacketed, shocked and lobotomised because chlorpromazine was not yet available to drug them senseless.

During the 10 years that Sewer led NALGO, 1973-83, it was the largest white-collar union in Britain and the third largest union in the country with ‘an exceptional influence’ in local and central government. Many of those named in the child abuse scandals – including in north Wales – were members of NALGO and some of them were NALGO reps. Sewer led NALGO during the years of excess in terms of the infiltration of the UK Social Services Depts by paedophiles – it was whilst the nation’s paedophiles were sheltering under the umbrella which was NALGO that business boomed at John Allen’s Bryn Alyn Community and Dafydd’s dungeon filled up with victims of sexual assault.

In Dec 2017, the Morning Star reported the death of Ivan Beavis, the Morning Star Fighting Fund organiser and for many years its circulation and then campaigns manager. Before working at the Morning Star, Beavis was an activist and a rep with NALGO and was elected to its National Executive in 1988. Beavis stayed on the Executive through NALGO’s merger with NUPE and COHSE to form UNISON in 1993 (for more details of the way in which the comrades in these unions abused vulnerable people, see post ‘A Very COHSE Relationship With Some Very Nasty People’), stepping down in 1999.

Jeremy Corbyn told the Morning Star that he remembered meeting Mr Beavis when Beavis was NALGO rep at County Hall in London and Jeremy was the NUPE organiser. ‘The staff association had more members’, Jeremy recalled, ‘but under Ivan NALGO membership grew and we worked very closely together. Ivan was dedicated to trade unionism and all progressive causes and was always a cheery presence on demonstrations’.

I’m glad that you all had a good time on the demos Jezza – up in north Wales the victims of a paedophile gang were imprisoned in a dungeon and were being found dead and those responsible had mates in your neck of the woods in Haringey and Islington.

As for Geoffrey Sewer, he started his political life as a left-winger and a Bevanite. He was a Labour councillor in Hampstead and a leading figure in that local party during the late 1950s. He tried unsuccessfully to force the expulsion of Gaitskell from the Hampstead party when Gaitskill as Labour leader advocated the toning down of socialist ideology and the abandonment of Clause 4 and nationalisation. Sewer shifted to the right during the period of Wilson’s Gov’t, especially after his appointment as Deputy General Secretary of NALGO, 1958-73. By the time that he became General Secretary of the union of choice of the paedophile gangs, Sewer was a ‘moderate, statesmanlike trade-union leader ready to set a pattern for responsible trade unionism and co-operation with [Wilson’s] Gov’t of 1974’. By then Sewer was a member of the TUC General Council.

Four years later, in the critical period of James Callaghan’s premiership, Sewer became a member of the ‘Neddy Six’, a powerful group of the TUC’s inner cabinet. The Neddy Six – so called because they comprised the six most senior TUC leaders who sat on the National Economic Development Council – were the principal conduit between the Labour government and the trade-union movement. The other members were: Jack Jones, Hugh Scanlon, David Basnett, Alfred Allen, Len Murray. All but Jones and Sewer became peers – I cannot imagine why Sewer did not become a peer, I would have thought that he would have fallen into the same category as Margaret Hodge and have been given every gong and honour that it was possible to be given.

Sewer was at the historic meeting between the PM James Callaghan and the TUC leaders on the eve of the 1978 trade-union congress – a meeting which Callaghan held over dinner at his Sussex farm to discuss the timing of the coming General Election. Yes, the PM actually wined and dined a paedophiles’ friend and asked his advice as to when to call a General Election. But then that PM was busy colluding with serious crime to conceal the child molesting of George Thomas, a fellow south Wales Labour MP – and by the time that Sewer was telling the PM what to do, Speaker of the House (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’).

The Margaret Thatcher Foundation has published the diaries of Thatch online and I note that on 25 June 1979 15.00 Thatch had a meeting with the  TUC Economic Committee – Lord Allen, Mr. David Basnett, Mr. Frank Chapple, Mr. Tony Christopher, Mr. Geoffrey Drain, Mr. Moss Evans, Mr. Alan Fisher, Mr. Joe Gormley, Mr. Tom Jackson, Mr. Clive Jenkins, Mr. T. Parry, Mr. Harry Urwin, Mr. Len Murray, Mr. Norman Willis, Mr. David Lea, Mr. Bill Callaghan, Mr. Cumming, Mr. Percy, Mr. Barber] + Chancellor of the Exchequer [Sir Geoffrey Howe] and Secretary of State for Employment [Jim Prior] [ Mr. Ian Gow, Mr. David Wolfson, Mr. Clive Whitmore, Mr. Henry James, Mr. Tim Lankester] – No. 10.

It’s good to know that Thatch was meeting Geoffrey Sewer whilst he was affording complete protection to the people who were supplying her mates Peter Morrison and Jimmy Savile – as well as others – with under-aged kids to abuse. Whilst Thatch was holding this tete a tete with Sewer, Mary Wynch was illegally imprisoned in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh (see post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’) and later told me that Dafydd encouraged the adolescents on the children’s ward to have sex with each other whilst the Angels gathered around to watch.

The Good Old Days!

Sewer’s obituary in the Indie stated that Sewer ‘was an improbable trade union leader’, ‘always immaculately dressed, as befitted the highest-paid trade union leader at that time’. He was a long-standing member of the Marylebone Cricket Club (MCC). Jeffrey Archer was a member of the MCC and Robert Alexander QC – who acted as Archer’s Counsel in 1987 when Archer won libel damages after perjuring himself – was President and Chairman of the MCC (see post ‘Tuppence And His Fragrant Wife’).

Sewer was a Director of the Bank of England, 1978-86 and a Director of numerous companies. He was a member of countless committees dealing with health administration, local government and the law – including the Lord Chancellor’s Advisory Committee on Legal Aid (1974- 76). Who better to occupy such roles than the man who led the organisation which dispensed free legal advice to gangs of paedophiles who were murdering the witnesses to their crimes?

 

This is why I have serious reservations about assisted dying. It’s not that I want terminally ill people to die slowly and painfully in great distress, it is that the Top Doctors and those who toady to them cannot be trusted on any matter and are involved in serious organised crime.

 

A few days ago BBC News Wales ran an interview with an elderly lady whom it claimed was a ‘a spy’ whose lips were still sealed about ‘war time secrets’. I watched the clip and as far as I could work out this spy was about as much of a spy as Trumpers was – she had played a minor role in the WW II effort and explained that she’d joined up Special Operations Executive because she liked the uniform. People playing ‘minor’ roles in WWII did of course matter – after all some of them died – but there was a cadre of well-bred young women who, a la Trumpers, did nothing but were given grandiose job titles and have dined out on it ever since. I suspect that the ‘spy’ interviewed by the BBC was one of that group. This spy however – one Helen Taylor-Thompson – has done a few other things of far greater interest since she sported that fetching uniform during the war.

Helen Taylor-Thompson is Co-Founder and Life President of something called CAN (Community Action Network), ‘a network of social entrepreneurs who share a commitment to tackle social problems through business’. In the mid 1990s Helen – along with Adele Blakebrough and Lord Andrew Mawson, co-founders of CAN – organised the Great Banquet, a nosh in London for 33,000 people ‘from every background’, although presumably they weren’t all sitting around the same dining table. This was the launch of CAN.

Before I provide a few details about Helen the Spy Whose Lips Are Forever Sealed, I need to say a bit about Adele and Lord Andrew Mawson to give readers some idea of the sort of folk involved with CAN and that massive nosh.

Adele Blakebrough ‘has helped companies such as  Sony, Coca-Cola, and O2 to implement corporate social responsibility strategies’. She ‘strongly believes that big businesses can learn lessons from the Third sector, as well as charities learning from the corporate world’. Adele’s ‘strength as a speaker is to connect her own world with the worlds of her audience’. Adele is Chief Executive of the Social Business Trust and ‘one of the UK’s most influential social entrepreneurs’. She is ‘an inspirational keynote speaker on corporate responsibility’. She founded the Social Business Trust in 2010 and set out on a mission to ‘identify growing social enterprises and to help scale them up, with the help of partners, including Credit Suisse, Clifford Chance, British Gas and BT’.

You couldn’t get much more socially responsible than those companies that Adele has been involved with could you. According to someone from Sony, ‘Adele has a unique combination of vision and experience. Not only does she inspire you to do something but gives you the tools to do it’.

Adele was Director of Kaleidoscope, a ground-breaking London charity aimed at stabilising the lives of heroin addicts.

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and CAIS work as partners with a drug charity called Kaleioscope – I wonder if it’s the same one.

Adele is ‘a witty and highly engaging speaker, who is never afraid to tell stories about things that have gone wrong in order to help people understand how to improve their chances of getting things right. She knows the worlds of the Third sector, the public sector and business and can talk with insight and inspiration about getting the best out of people in all three. She is comfortable in a wide range of settings. She has spoken with great impact to large gatherings of civil servants, management consultants, bankers, professional women and at a number of party political conferences’.

Adele’s strength as a speaker ‘is to connect her own world with the worlds of her audience, so that people find themselves inspired in their own situation through intensified understanding of someone else’s challenges and triumphs. So, the banker and management consultant gain insight from the world of community re-cycling or drug abuse’.

Adele originally trained as a Baptist Minister.

The Great Banquet may have brought people from all social backgrounds together, but Adele doesn’t remember the cleaning lady – Adele remembers that the Great Banquet was attended by a man called Tony Blair and another man called the Rev Jesse Jackson.

However Adele really hit the jackpot when in 2010 she sat at the Cabinet table with PM David Cameron and Deputy PM Nick Clegg when they launched their ‘Big Society’ programme. Readers might remember that the Big Society was that idea of Dave’s which led to Dave giving millions to Kids’ Company without question, because Cameron and Cleggy were too thick to see through the pseudoscientific bollocks of Camila Batmanghelidjh.

Cameron – next time that a woman with a degree in theatre studies starts talking to you about the ‘thermostatic regulation of the emotions’ and ‘self-soothing neural pathways’, do invite someone who knows their arse from their elbow to come and listen to the pitch before handing over the blank cheque.

Adele has ‘convened a top level summit on the role of social enterprise in education, with the support of Ministers and ex-Ministers from across the political spectrum’. Where no doubt a few more gullible idiots were persuaded to part with taxpayers’ money.

Another co-founder of CAN, Lord Andrew Mawson, is also a social entrepreneur who trained as a Baptist Minister – he was ordained in 1979. Mawson was President of CAN until 2010. Andrew is ‘best known’ for his work at the Bromley Bow Centre, the UK’s first Healthy Living Centre. The Centre ‘has pioneered a whole new approach to community regeneration, which uses entrepreneurship and the creative arts as the tools to transform one of the most deprived areas of the UK. In doing this the Centre has led the development of and become a national exemplar for Healthy Living Centres and Children’s Centres’.

Healthy Living Centres have made bugger all difference to the health of the UK population as statistics relating to health outcomes in the UK demonstrate and the evidence regarding the various types of ‘children’s centres’ suggests that their effectiveness is variable. For example ‘Sure Start’ benefited disadvantaged parents but there was no effect on children’s outcomes, or at least those outcomes which were measured because people presumed that there would be an impact upon them.

However, we are assured that the Bromley by Bow model is now ‘recognised internationally’ and Andrew has been invited to present his work at numerous international symposiums, including the 18th World Conference on Health Promotion and Health Education sponsored by the WHO. The Centre is cited in numerous White Papers and policy documents and was described by Sir Kenneth Calman as ‘five years ahead of its time’.

Sir Kenneth Calman was Chief Medical Officer of Scotland, 1989-91 and then of England and Wales, 1991-98. Ken was appointed by John Major – he succeeded the old crook Sir Donald Acheson who was tasked with getting those involved with the Westminster Paedophile Ring to wake up to the fact that they could well contract HIV from the under-aged drug using rent boys with whom they were having sex (see post ‘Running The Country – And All That Jazz’) – but Sir Ken hung around long enough to serve under Blair, at least for a little while. Readers will have noticed that Sir Ken was CMO for England and Wales during the paedophile years in north Wales, the years when Dafydd built up his drugs empire, the closing down that wasn’t of the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and the first part of the Waterhouse Inquiry…

Sir Ken’s good fortune continued whilst Blair was PM and beyond – Sir Ken became VC of Durham University and is now Chancellor of Glasgow University…

Sir Ken is an oncologist and he’ll know all about the endemic research fraud in cancer research. For more details re Sir Ken and a Mystery which took place at Glasgow University on his watch, see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part V’.

 

Lord Andrew Mawson has been a member of the PM’s Delivery Unit – which PM I do not know, but as Blair, Brown and Cameron all used the same lame advisors who came out with the sort of idiocy spouted by Andrew and Adele it probably doesn’t matter. He was a founding member of Poplar Harca, (a £300 million housing company in east London) and of Leaside Regeneration Ltd., which runs a £100 million regeneration programme in east London close to the Olympic site. Lord Andrew was also involved in something called Water City – it seems to be a grandiose ambition to  transform some canals into something amazing – with Blair’s mate Lord Richard Rogers, who supplied the nation with much entertainment when he designed Blair’s folly the Millennium Dome.

In 1996 Andrew was asked to take responsibility for the Stanton Guildhouse in the Cotswolds where he is now President.  Stanton Guildhouse is a ‘successful national training and conference facility and a sustainable social enterprise’. Stanton Guildhouse is certainly not something for the disposessed of East London – it is ‘a beautiful Grade II listed conference centre specialising in select, small conferences’, which promotes ‘social entrepreneurship, assists with corporate team building and advises on business troubleshooting’. Stanton provides fully catered accommodation in a ‘visually stunning manor house’ – ‘an elegant venue for weddings or special events’. 

Andrew received an OBE for his work in Tower Hamlets in the Millennium New Years Honours List. He was awarded a peerage in 2007 – he sits as a crossbencher.

Manchester University’s International Festival of Public Health web page also features Andrew. We are told that Andrew ‘has recently been appointed Chairman of Well North, a Public Health England initiative linking local authorities and the private sector to improve the health of people living in some of the most deprived parts of the North of England’ and that ‘over a decade ago, Andrew and his partners wrote one of the earliest papers proposing that the Olympics Games be brought to east London. He is today a Director of the London Legacy Development Corporation. Over the next 25 years, this company will plan, develop, and manage the Olympic Park in east London and create a lasting legacy from the 2012 Games’.

Keynote speakers at Manchester University’s International Festival of Public Health included Professor Sir Michael Marmot. Marmot is a psychiatrist who has spent the last few decades fighting health inequalities and remains gobsmacked as to why his battle has not been in the least bit effective (see post ‘Professor Prestigious And His Associates’). Sir Bruce Keogh was Medical Director of the NHS in England and National Medical Director of the NHS Commissioning Board (NHS England).

So Adele and Andrew have spent years working in spheres and geographical locations in which vulnerable people are mistreated, harmed and let down by the various welfare services, including kids in care who end up working in the sex trade. More recently Adele and Andrew have ingratiated themselves to those at the top of the food chain who oversaw such serious failure but clocked up honours and gongs.

 

Now for Helen the Spy. Helen was elected to the Board of the Mildmay Mission Hospital in the East End in 1952 and afterwards sat on a number of Government NHS committees. She later fought the closure of the Mildmay Hospital and became its Chair when it reopened as the first hospice in Europe for people living with AIDS in 1988.

Online information about Helen explains that when the Mildmay Hospital was ‘cut’, Helen Taylor-Thompson ‘took over the hospital and reopened it herself’. It is explained that Helen is just the last in ‘a succession of strong women driven by a passion to care for the sick and the outcast, ever since the eighteen-sixties’ when the Mildmay ‘was established to minister to those in Shoreditch suffering from the cholera epidemic’.

There are shades of ‘Call the Midwife’ in this account of the work of the Mildmay. The reality is that health and welfare provision for the poor whilst the Mildmay Mission Hospital was doing its bit was pretty brutal. The poor were usually seen to be the architects of their own misfortune and many people attributed their poverty as well as any other problems that they encountered to inborn inherited deficiency. Their children were frequently removed from them and they had absolutely no say in what happened to those children – a lot of them were of course transported overseas as part of the child migration programme which has recently reared its head and caused such embarrassment to the UK Gov’t. Children from the East End were part of that programme and the Mildmay could well have been involved – Helen et al will certainly have known about it.

The Mildmay began life in 1866 as a mission hospital founded by Catherine Pennefeather as a memorial to her husband, the Irish evangelist William Pennefeather. In 1890, a foundation stone was laid for a purpose-built hospital which opened in 1892 and the Mildmay Hospital ‘served the people of the East End continuously until it was shut by Margaret Thatcher’s Gov’t in 1982’.

Helen Taylor-Thompson ‘refused to let the noble history and tradition of care that the Mildmay represented’ be broken. She reopened it in 1985 and three year laters in 1988, Mildmay inaugurated Europe’s first dedicated HIV clinic. It was Helen ‘who delivered the circumstance in which Princess Diana came to the Mildmay and kissed a patient who was dying of AIDS upon the cheek, a powerful gesture that reverberates in the collective memory to this day and that contributed to overcoming the ignorance and prejudice which surrounded the disease at that time’. It was an event that ‘occurred within a climate in which staff of the Mildmay were shunned in the neighbourhood and even refused haircuts at local barbers out of misplaced fear of infection’.

Helen is the direct descendant of the missionary Dr David Livingston and the daughter of the Chairman of the African Inland Mission.

The Mildmay was a ‘little general hospital, much loved’, with just a few wards and an A&E department. In the 1970s, the District Health Authority had tried closing it ‘but they were frightened to do so because it had such a good reputation’. Other small hospitals were closing locally and ‘many people felt that the Mildmay had had its day’, yet Helen believed it was still valuable because it was a Mission Hospital and it worked with the most vulnerable people. Helen was Chairman of the Hospital Advisory Council which she had formed to support the Mildmay and, when she saw that it was next in line to close, she ‘got the community behind her’ to fight. Nonetheless Helen was told that the Mildmay would have to close and indeed it did.

Helen took legal advice and consulted Peter Shore MP and Kenneth Clarke in her efforts to have the Mildmay re-opened. She requested a long lease. Two months later she was offered the opportunity of a peppercorn lease for 99 years – with strings attached. According to Helen she then received a phone call from an Angel’s father who wanted to help – and who just happened to work for the GLC. Helen had a feasibility study carried out by an accountant and her original plan was to work with young people who had suffered  chronic injuries in accidents and people with multiple sclerosis.

The District Health Authority opposed plans to re-open the hospital because they wanted to sell it. Helen was given a year ‘to make a go of it’. To raise money, Helen sold the Mildmay Convalescent Home for half a million and then discovered that a Trust fund existed from 1948 when the Mildmay was taken over by the NHS. It was £365,000, enough to do what Helen wanted for eighteen months. By now the Mildmay had been closed for three years. Helen stated that the first patient was admitted some six months later – so presumably this would have been towards the end of 1985 or the beginning of 1986. Elizabeth Willcocks, the previous matron who was in retirement, agreed to come back for two years and the Mildmay reopened.

Thirteen months later, the Mildmay was asked if they would accept some AIDS patients. Helen proposed to the Board that the top floor of the building should be used for AIDS patients. The Mildmay encountered much opposition – she mentioned that bricks were thrown through the windows, that other Christians opposed their work and gay groups boycotted them because of course the Mildmay missionaries were perceived to be ‘Bible bashers’.

In Oct 1988 the Mildmay opened as the first hospice in Europe dedicated to treating people with AIDS. The demand was such that the whole hospital – 36 beds – was turned over for that purpose. The Gov’t then agreed to fund the Mildmay.

Helen remembered that ‘the press used to be on the roof of the building opposite with telephoto lenses’ because they had some ‘quite well-known people as patients’. She explains that the Mildmay was not a sad place although people were dying, because the patients were so well looked after and that the Top Doctors ensured that they suffered no pain. Princess Diana came regularly and there was a patient called Martin who was dying and had lost touch with his family for eleven years. Helen asked Martin if he’d like to present a bouquet to Diana – the BBC were on hand and filmed Diana as she kissed Martin. His mother rang shortly after and ‘the whole family were reunited’ before he died.

The Chairman of the District Health Authority was so impressed that he paid a private visit to Helen.

Peter Shore was MP for Stepney, 1964-97. Shortly after he was elected, he was appointed PPS to Harold Wilson the PM. Denis Healey referred to Shore as ‘Harold’s lapdog’. Wilson concealed much wrongdoing, including the abuse of children and psych patients in north Wales and George Thomas’s sex offending in south Wales – George Thomas got on well with Wilson (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’).

Stepney is in the Borough of Tower Hamlets. Tower Hamlets was yet another London Borough that sent kids in its care into the arms of the paedophiles of north Wales (see post ‘Tower Hamlets, Paul Boateng and Tessa Jowell’). Peter Shore knew what was happening to those kids as did everybody involved in health and social care in the area  in which the Mildmay Hospital was located. Ken Clarke knew about the paedophile ring in north Wales and he knew about Peter Morrison’s involvement with it. Clarke knew that it was being concealed by the mental health services and the wider NHS and Shore will have known that as well.

When Helen Taylor-Thompson first began her battle to save the Mildmay, no-one was interested – probably because it was seen as a very outdated institution run by people who were seen by the locals as God botherers who had probably been alienated by Helen et al for years. However Helen obviously did wield influence and because she’d been involved with running the NHS for so long she knew how to campaign.

Helen only received Gov’t support for her Mildmay ambitions from the mid 1980s onwards. By this time Thatcher’s Gov’t were beginning to face the horrible truth that AIDS was terminal and infectious – no matter what Thatcher and her Gov’t spouted about Victorian values and not promoting homosexuality, they were quietly tolerating promiscuous gay sex among some of their own inner circle and in some cases the sexual exploitation of underaged people.

It was the awful Sir Donald Acheson – a Top Doctor who had spent years concealing the activities of Dafydd et al – who when he was Chief Medical Officer impressed upon Thatcher’s Gov’t that HIV killed people if they contracted it, there was no effective treatment and because of the lifestyle of some high profile people including politicians, they were at risk of being clobbered (see post ‘ Professor Prestigious And His Associates’). The Mildmay received Gov’t funding at the very time when there was a massive cover-up in north Wales over the business model of the paedophile ring – children were sent to north Wales children’s homes, brutalised, abused, groomed and trafficked back down to London and Brighton for sex work. John Allen’s Bryn Alyn Community mainly targeted boys – there was literally a supply of rent boys into London from north Wales and by the mid 1980s they were becoming infected with HIV.

Helen Taylor-Thompson, Peter Shore and Ken Clarke would have all known exactly what the score was. The young men dying of AIDS in the Mildmay were the witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal and the Westminster Paedophile Ring. They are all dead and Helen et al have never spoken about how those boys contracted HIV. There were often references to them having fallen out with their families – it wasn’t simply because they were gay, it was because they had become involved with male prostitution and they had been taken into ‘care’ when they were kids anyway.

Missionaries have a bad press these days – people tend to construct them as colonial types who impose themselves on other cultures and cause great damage. Not all missionaries did do that, some of them did excellent work and were respectful and sensitive to people from different backgrounds. Helen and those running the Mildmay however knew exactly what a sordid deal they had struck and why they were being given dosh and receiving visits from Diana. The witnesses to the most dreadful scandal were dying and STILL everybody was keeping quiet.

It occurs to me that although Helen’s career as a spy might have been rather exaggerated, her work with the Special Operations Executive could well have opened doors to the people with connections in the security services whom it has now been admitted concealed the organised abuse of children in north Wales and elsewhere.

 

A new building for the Mildmay Hospital is currently under development and Helen Taylor-Thompson remains ‘undiminished in her fervour to be of service to humanity’ – she is currently involved in an ‘ambitious educational project’. Thare Machi Education (originally Starfish Initiative) began in 2000 and Helen Chairs the organisation. Thare Machi Education (TME) uses interactive DVDs in local languages to educate children and young people regarding HIV. TME works with partners in Uganda, Kenya, South Africa, Malawi, India and Cambodia and soon will be in DR Congo, Zambia and China.

As every good hospital does, the Mildmay has some high profile supporters, including a few celebs.

Margaret Sentamu has been President of Mildmay International since 2010. Her background is in ‘recruitment and executive search’ and more recently she has focused on helping organisations to ‘harness difference’ in the workplace and in communities.  Margaret is a member of the Solicitors’ Regulation Authority and the CIPFA, the regulatory body for accountants. Margaret became President of Mildmay International in 2010. Margaret is married to the Archbishop of York Dr John Sentamu.

Corrupt solicitors who were somehow never disciplined assisted the organised child abuse gangs, as of course did crooked accountants – John Allen became a millionaire as a result of the serious criminal empire which was the Bryn Alyn Community and Dafydd’s done pretty well for himself too. Huw Vaughan Thomas was the Chief Executive of Gwynedd County Council for much of the time when the paedophile gang operated in Gwynedd’s Social Services. Huw’s wife Enid Rowlands was and might still be Chair of the Solicitors’ Regulation Society.

Margaret might have dedicated herself to harnessing difference, but her husband is famously homophobic and it is highly likely that someone from Margaret’s background is as well. The Sentamus are both Ugandan. Uganda is not a friendly place if one is gay – homosexuality is illegal and gay people are frequently murdered once they have been outed. Ugandans are seeking asylum in the UK on the grounds that their lives are in danger in Uganda.

Margaret is also a non-executive Director of the Leeds and York Partnership NHS Foundation Trust – who have still not come clean about Jimmy Savile and his legacy. One of Margaret’s roles is as Mental Health Act Manager. There have been serious mental health failures in Leeds and York.

John Sentamu was the Bishop of Stepney, 1996-2002. He was in post when there were complaints that children in care from that area had been abused in north Wales and he was in post throughout the Waterhouse Inquiry.

Earlier this week the BBC reported that John Sentamu was one of the Church of England leaders who had been named in a misconduct complaint in 2015 after someone alleged that they had been sexually assaulted by a vicar in Bradford but had failed to act. The Church has struck out the complaint on the grounds of a time limit.

 

The Vice-President of the Mildmay is the Rt Revd Adrian Newman who became the Bishop of Stepney in July 2011. He describes himself as a ‘social entrepreneur’ – of course. Newman worked as an economist before ministerial training at Trinity College Bristol and was ordained in 1985. His current portfolios within the Diocese of London include a response to the Olympics legacy, overseeing a joint venture with the Church Urban Fund to engage with issues of poverty across the capital, policing in London, and our continuing engagement with Urban Regeneration across the capital.

The Chair is the Very Revd John Richardson. He is an Anglican priest in the Diocese of Canterbury who joined the Board of Mildmay in 2004. John became Chairman in 2007 after visits to HIV and AIDS projects in Uganda, London and across the Pennines where he worked with Top Doctors and other health professionals. Since 2009 John has been working in partnership with statutory and regional authorities in Margate, one of the most deprived parishes in the South East of England.

The interim Chief Executive is Carol Stone who temporarily stepped down as a Trustee role to act as interim CEO. Carol was an Angel for nearly 40 years after training at King’s College Hospital. She retired as the Chief Executive of the Ellenor Lions Hospice in 2014 after 26 years. Carol became the senior nurse specialist at what was then the Ellenor Foundation in 1988, eventually moving to nursing director and finally CEO. At her time at the hospice, she introduced respite care in the area, and established the charity’s specialist home service children’s hospice, Chyps. Carol also assisted with the merger of the Ellenor Foundation with the Lions Hospice in 2007.
 Dr Ross White was CEO of Mildmay for nine years until Feb 2018 – he is now CEO of charity in Surrey.

Jim Bennett has 25 years of working in the charity sector and was recently ordained as Deacon in the Anglican church. His charity background includes working at a hospice in South East London where he joined as its first fundraiser and over time became its Chief Executive. He was at the hospice for 17 years and helped to develop both its care services and but took a key role in developing its sustainable income streams. When he left the hospice, he joined a national charity and led that through a period of transition and development. Jim left full time employment to train for the ministry and is now Assistant Curate at Saint Augustine’s in Slade Green, Kent.

Diana Forrest is a Top Doctor, with experience in developing countries and the UK. She started her public health activities in Tower Hamlets and she was Director of Public Health for Knowsley PCT for the last 12 years of her working life. For seven years after her retirement, Diana worked in a voluntary capacity on a local housing estate, linking church and community to improve quality of life on that estate. She also ran a foodbank, and chaired a small charity which engaged with children and families on the estate.

Diana has been following the progress of Mildmay since the 1970s and now she has moved to Hertfordshire has become more involved. Dr. Diana Forrest is listed as a Director of seven companies – she has resigned from six and is currently Director of ‘Transforming Lives Together, Chester Diocese/Church Urban Fund’.

So Diana spent many years as a Top Doctor working in public health in Liverpool. Healthcare in Liverpool was dominated by the Liverpool branch of Dafydd’s network (see post ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’). More recently Diana has become involved in the Chester Diocese. Sir Peter Morrison was the Tory MP for Chester and his abuse of children was facilitated by a number of professional people – and even more people knew what he was doing but did nothing. Dafydd’s toxic influence was present in the area – Dafydd used to hold clinics at the Grosvenor Nuffield Hospital in Chester, the north Wales paedophile gang operated in Cheshire and the Courts in Chester were riddled with corruption and doing favours for the paedophile gang. John Allen owned a children’s home in Cheshire. It was recently revealed that a former Bishop of Chester abused children for many years.

Diana is married to John Forrest whose wiki entry describes him as a ‘UK production creative’ who has ‘made significant contributions to the UK broadcast production scene since 1970’. He currently presents Pause for Thought on BBC Radio 2 and The Daily Service on BBC Radio 4. Forrest was a founder member of staff with BBC Radio Manchester. In 1973 John Forrest joined the establishing staff at LBC Radio in London as features producer and later as Deputy Head of Programmes. Whilst there he invented the character of Mr Nasty for the children’s phone-in programme Jellybone. Mr Nasty became an instant success….

Forrest worked for several years as a Researcher/Arranger with Thames Television in London. In the late 1970s he became programme director with the London-based ‘Arts Centre Group’ where his production credits included work with Cliff Richard. Forrest re-joined the BBC as a network radio producer in 1981. Following a number of television series that he produced for BBC Two, Forrest joined the production staff of ‘Songs of Praise’. His production from the Millennium Stadium on 2 Jan 2000 became the largest ever ‘Songs of Praise’ programme, with an attending live audience of 60,000, a choir of 6,000 and 100 Welsh harps assembled for the occasion.

Dr Rosalind Furlong is a Top Doctor – precisely a consultant psychiatrist in the NHS. She has been a Trustee of the Mildmay since 2004.

 

The Prebendary Ronald Swan is an Anglican priest who has served on the Board since 2008. He is also Chairman of the Executive Council of the Friends of Mildmay, a position he has held for the last 10 years. He has a long association and concern for pastoral care which has found expression in chaplaincy work and training of clergy.

Anna Turco is a dual trained RGN and specialist community public health nurse with 27 years clinical experience.  An advanced nurse practitioner, CBT and NET therapist, a Freedom Programme faciliator and training provider for ‘Toxic Trio’ – her background includes A&E, mental health, substance misuse and addictions, domestic abuse, prison liasion, safeguarding vulnerable adults and children, out of hours GP service and family drug and alcohol court for Kent and Medway.

Anna Turco has spent a whole career watching the abuse and mistreatment of vulnerable people and the welfare system colluding with this.

 

The Mildmay has snared a few big names to act as Patrons.

Dame Judi Dench has been a supporter and Patron of Mildmay for many years. Dame Judi says that ‘Long-term HIV care is proving more challenging and complex than we ever imagined. Mildmay helps to bring new hope to thousands caught up in the continuing HIV crisis. Not only does it provide the UK with a facility for specialist rehabilitation and capacity-building training, but also supports inspiring treatment and education programmes across East Africa.I urge you to join me in supporting their vital work.’

Dame Judi is Patron of the St James’s Singers, en elite choir. Vice-Presidents of the St James’s Singers include Professor Robert Bluglass and his Top Doctor wife Kerry, who must know that her husband concealed a paedophile gang.

Anita Dobson, another Patron, is an actor and singer. She was of course Ange from EastEnders, Dirty Den’s wife. She is married to founder member of Queen, Brian May. May’s friend and fellow band member Freddie Mercury died of complications resulting from AIDS in Nov 1991. Mercury knew that he was HIV positive in 1987 – it was alleged that he consulted a Harley Street specialist regarding his concerns that he had contracted HIV in 1986.

Anthony Furlong is a consultant architect for Sheppard Robson. He is also president of the City Property Association. Anthony is one of the Mildmay’s newest patrons but has known about the Mildmay for a while – he is married to Dr Ros Furlong. So which does the Mildmay value most, the clinical skills of Top Doctor Ros, or the global capitalism of her husband?

Lord Ian McColl is a Patron of the Mildmay!

Patron Humphrey Norrington retired as Vice-Chairman of Barclays Bank in 1993 and has since taken on several posts at not-for-profit organisations after his career in an industry totally devoted to profit. Humphrey is married to Frances and they are both active members of their local Anglican church.

The Mildmay also boast of Sir Cliff Richard as a Patron. Sir Cliff has supported Mildmay since its early days, helping to raise awareness as well as funds for its work. Sir Cliff was of course famously furious in 2014 when the police let it be known in the most public way possible that he was under investigation for sexual abuse by helpfully allowing the BBC to film outside of his Berkshire house as they rifled through his undies. Cliff was at his other house at the time – the one in the Algarve, a favourite location for very wealthy Brits who might have cause to avoid the police. Police officers sent the BBC an aerial photograph of Sir Cliff’s home the night before the raid, so that the BBC ‘knew how to find it’. Which suggests that the police have got one hell of a sense of humour. Probably as a result of all the time and money that they have spent trying to nail celebrity molesters, only to see the cases collapse in court and the witnesses kill themselves in the aftermath.

Another Patron is Linda Robson, an actress best known for ‘Birds Of A Feather’. In Nov 2014, Linda was a part of Gareth Malone’s ‘All Star Choir’ who released a cover version of Wake Me Up to raise money for Children In Need. Linda joined Mildmay for their appearance at the Lord Mayor’s Show in London in 2016, which was part of their 150th anniversary celebrations.

Canon Roger Royle, another Patron, is an Anglican priest, broadcaster and writer. He was ordained in the Church of England in 1962 and his first curacy was in Portsea, Portsmouth. During his career he served as Conduct and Senior Chaplain of Eton College. On leaving Eton in 1979 he became a freelance broadcaster, speaker and journalist working mainly for BBC radio and television and IPC magazines, while serving as a non-stipendiary priest. He also began working as a promoter of the preventative medicine campaign for ‘Save the Children’ – a charity with which Princess Anne was famously associated, which is now receiving a great deal of bad publicity. As well as presenting his own TV series, Roger has hosted BBC’s ‘Songs of Praise’ and been a regular contributor to radio including Pause for Thought. So he must be a mate of John Forrest’s.

In 1990 Roger was honoured by the then Archbishop of Canterbury Robert Runcie with a Lambeth Degree in recognition for his work in media. He is now a Canon Emeritus of Southwark Cathedral and in November 2016 he became Hon. Chaplain to the Lord Mayor of London. Southwark Social Services sent a great many children in their care to children’s homes in north Wales and continued to send them even after complaints of serious abuse. Dafydd’s mate Dr Jim Birley from the Maudsley – who was President of the Royal College of Psychiatrists as well as of the BMA – established the Southwark Association for Mental Health and was mates with Lord David Ennals (see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’). Ennals was a Minister in the Home Office and Secretary of State for the DHSS, as well as being a senior figure in MIND during the many years whilst MIND concealed the criminality of Dafydd and the paedophiles in north Wales (see post ‘MIND Are Out For Mental Health – Never For Themselves Of Course’).

Patron Donald Steel is Associate Director of Johnson Associates and is responsible for crisis communications, strategy and business development. In March 2011 the BBC in house magazine Ariel informed readers that Steel, who had been at the BBC 22 years and had variously worked as a local radio presenter and producer, press officer and for 11 years as the BBC’s Chief Media Spokesman. He orchestrated the BBC response to events ranging from the murder of Jill Dando to the Hutton Inquiry and served under four DGs. Steel maintained his links to the BBC after he left their employment, remaining in an advisory role.

So Donald Steel is the person who ensured that Jimmy Savile’s decades of sex offending never became public knowledge. Should the Mildmay find itself in a position in which they would rather something was not made public, Donald could be relied upon to keep it out of the media. Likewise if the Mildmay wanted a bit of good PR – for example if Helen Taylor-Thompson wanted to claim to be a spy who was still keeping wartime secrets – Donald would be in an excellent position to make that happen.

The people involved with the Mildmay remind me a bit of the Rev Nicky Gumbel and those around him who were behind the Alpha course. They were very affluent professional people but quite evangelical and they attracted similar people into the Church. It really wowed other church goers – the thing that was always said about Nicky Gumbel’s church was ‘there’s a row of Porches outside’. That section of society don’t tend to go to church. Brown told me that the Alpha course was reputed to be homophobic. I had been invited to go along to one at the time and the first few sessions were very sound, discussing issues of power, capitalism and internationalism, but Brown was right – towards the end there was a very strong element of rigid notions regarding gender roles and yes, homophobia.

 

 

Now for a bit more history. Someone helpfully sent me a link to a Welsh psychiatrist called William Rees-Thomas a few days ago and asked me whether he was linked to Gwynne the lobotomist or Dafydd.

Rees-Thomas was born in 1887 to a Welsh farming family near Senny Bridge in Breconshire. He was educated at the County School at Brecon and he won scholarships to University College, Cardiff and Charing Cross Hospital. He graduated in 1909. By 1912 Rees-Thomas’s interest had turned to psychiatry and his first substantive appointment was that of medical officer and pathologist at the East Sussex County Mental Hospital, Hellingly. He acquired the recently instituted Diploma of Psychological Medicine of Cambridge University and the older certificate of the Medico-Psychological Association.

In the absence of a special institution for ‘mental defectives’ in Sussex, Hellingly Hospital cared for many such patients. Rees-Thomas’s first published article was on ‘Syphilis Among Mental Defectives’. Which suggests that there was a lot of it about. Perhaps due to that long tradition of various people sexually exploiting other more vulnerable people – Rees-Thomas will have known how common this was but it was probably the mental defectives who took the rap for it. Rees-Thomas took up this branch of psychiatry as his speciality. In 1914 Moss Side Hospital near Liverpool opened as a state institution for ‘criminal and violent’ mental defectives, and Rees-Thomas was appointed its first medical superintendent. So Moss Side started its life as it ended it – a dreadful brutal institution which housed the pathologised victims of unscrupulous people (see post ‘Security, Security’).

Within a few months of Rees-Thomas beginning his job as superintendent, the buildings of Moss Side were taken over for use as a war hospital, mainly for the treatment of neurosis and ‘shell shock’. Rees-Thomas left for active service in the RAMC.

Rees-Thomas returned to Moss Side in 1919, but within a short time the use of the hospital was yet again changed and he was transferred with his patients to Rampton Hospital in Nottinghamshire which, having been built as a second Broadmoor, was now allocated to ‘mental defectives’ needing special security. It is claimed that ‘over the next twelve years Rees-Thomas developed the hospital on progressive lines, with full occupational and recreational facilities, so that its reputation stood as high as that of any psychiatric hospital in the country’.

This was probably simply not true. Every institution with a diabolical reputation stresses that at some point in the past it was a model of forward thinking and enlightenment. Someone e mailed me the other day after they discovered the joys of the North Wales Hospital Historical Society, which is not a historical society but rather an online social forum for the former staff of the North Wales Hospital, Denbigh. Their shared memories are hilarious – not only is there a total disregard for patient confidentiality as named patients from not that long ago are openly discussed, but of course everything was just great out there. Gwynne the lobotomist and Dafydd don’t get a mention, neither does anyone who was sexually exploited, physically assaulted or fleeced of their property whilst they were banged up, yet alone the folk who were imprisoned in the dungeon. Lobotomies are not remembered and neither is the notorious ‘aversion therapy’ for homosexuality which was taking place at Denbigh long after homosexuality was decriminalised.

The North Wales Hospital may have had high ideals when it was first built – as indeed did Broadmoor – but things went downhill a very long time ago. No-one who has worked at Denbigh – yet alone Rampton – for the last few decades could claim that those institutions led the way. They shamed the nation which was why people were demanding their closure as long ago as the 1950s.

In 1932 Rees-Thomas was appointed one of the two Medical Senior Commissioners of the Board of Control for Lunacy and Mental Deficiency – which at that time supervised the welfare of mental patients, inspected the mental hospitals and was directly responsible for the state institutions (later called ‘special hospitals’). His older colleague was Sir Hubert Bond, and together they encouraged the developments made possible by the Mental Treatment Act of 1930, such as the opening of psychiatric clinics and co-operation with local authority services, as well as the new physical methods of treatment, ie. lobotomy and other damaging irreversible ‘treatments’, which led to the deaths of more than a few patients.

After the disruption of WW II, Rees-Thomas was concerned with the changes connected with the inclusion of psychiatry in the NHS and then with ‘progressive’ developments such as community care and the informal admission of patients, foreshadowing the provisions of the 1959 Mental Health Act. Such developments are now written about as enlightening – yet informal patients at that time had almost as little choice and were treated as oppressively as detained patients. Conditions for everyone were nearly always appalling.

By this time the Commissioners of the Board of Control also held office in the Ministry of Health – Rees-Thomas, like his colleagues, felt that there was no longer a need for an independent Board of Control. The Royal (Percy) Commission agreed with this and the Board’s existence came to an end in 1960, when Rees-Thomas retired – long after the usual age.

Rees-Thomas had throughout taken an active part in the Royal Medico-Psychological Association and after serving as Vice-Chairman of its Mental Deficiency and Educational Committees, occupied the Presidential Chair, 1949- 1950. He served for several years,as the RMPA’s representative on the General Nursing Council. He was made an honorary member in 1955. Top Doctors do have a habit of turning up on influential nursing bodies.

In 1917 Rees-Thomas married Muriel Hodgson Jones, whom he had met whilst he worked at Moss Side. They had a son, Frederick Douglas Rees-Thomas and a daughter, Aelwyn Minette, who married Dr D.W. Taylor Roberts, an obstetrician and gynaecologist at St George’s Hospital. Aelwyn Minette Taylor-Roberts died in 2012 but all information about her has recently been removed from the internet, as has all info relating to her Top Doctor husband and indeed her brother Frederick. Now why might that be?

William Rees-Thomas died in 1978 – no doubt his son-in-law outlived him and may well have still wielded influence at St George’s when I worked there, 1989-91 and they were busy concealing the crimes of the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales as well as other serious criminality in south London.

Muriel died in 1935 and in 1948 Rees-Thomas married Ruth Darwin, a granddaughter of Charles Darwin. Like Rees-Thomas, Ruth Darwin was a Senior Commissioner of the Board of Control until 1949, having previously for many years been actively engaged in promoting the welfare of the ‘mentally defective’. In 1929, with the money from her father’s estate, Ruth founded the Darwin Trust to foster research into ‘mental defect, disease or disorder’. Ruth’s idea of promoting the welfare of people whom she judged to be mentally defective was to ensure that they didn’t breed. She was an advocate of eugenics and in 1932 she was appointed to the Brock Committee, a Parliamentary Committee Chaired by Sir Laurence Brock – the Chairman of the Board of Control – which produced the Brock Report that called for the forced sterilisation of mental defectives.

Sir Laurence’s son was the historian Michael Brock. Michael Brock spent most of his career at Oxford University, apart from a brief interlude in the 1970s when he slummed it at Exeter. In 1978 Brock took up the post of Warden of Nuffield College, Oxford, where he remained until his formal retirement in 1988, serving as PVC of the University from 1980. After retiring from Oxford, Brock served as warden of St George’s House, Windsor Castle, until 1993.

After their retirement William and Ruth Rees-Thomas lived at High Hackhurst in Surrey, where they devoted themselves to their garden, which was regularly open to the public. Ruth Rees-Thomas died in 1972 and William outlived her by six years.

Ruth Darwin’s mother, Lady Ida Darwin – who was married to Charles Darwin’s son Sir Horace Darwin – was co-founder of the ‘Cambridge Association for the Feeble-Minded’. Ida also helped to found the ‘Association for the Care of Girls’ along with other wives of Cambridge University dons in 1883. The group offered support to abused women and those drawn into sex work and helped them with training and getting back to other employment. Ida’s daughter said of her that she ‘realised the injustices they suffered in an ignorant and careless world. She suffered with them and there was awakened in her the deep convictions of the need for social and legislative reforms that guided her future course’. Ida’s work with the particularly vulnerable, ‘feeble-minded’ women inspired her to campaign for legislation, such as the  Mental Deficiency Act of 1913.

After the Mental Deficiency Act was passed, the ‘Cambridge Association for the Feeble-Minded’ merged with the ‘Cambridgeshire Voluntary Association for the Care of the Mentally Defective’ and became the ‘Central Association for Mental Welfare’ which eventually evolved into MIND. Ida was Chairman of the ‘Central Association for Mental Welfare’ for her entire working life and provided a room in her house for the administration of the group. Ida died in 1946. Her obituary in The Times was followed by a note describing her as ‘one of the pioneers in this country in the field of social work’.

Sadly, Ida’s legacy became completely corrupted.

In the late 19th century people with brain injury and single mothers were labelled ‘feeble minded’ and local authorities had to provide public asylums to house those individuals deemed to be ‘pauper lunatics’. (Pauper lunatics from north Wales had to go all the way to Liverpool before the North Wales Hospital began accepting them.) Fulbourn Asylum was opened in 1858 for the feeble-minded people of Cambridge.

In the 1960s, the East Anglia Regional Hospital Board chose a site next to the Fulbourn mental hospital for a new hospital that was to cater for 250 residents with what was then called mental handicap – the aim was that the facilities would enable each resident to maximise his or her potential. At a meeting of the Regional Hospital Board in 1963 the Chairman Lady Adrian suggested that the new unit be named the ‘Ida Darwin Hospital’. 

This sort of history matters. Those involved may be dead now, but it was not so long ago that they were teaching some of the people who are still advising on healthcare – because of the way in which medicine works, Top Doctors don’t disappear when they retire. They remain on hand to dispense words of wisdom and even if they are considered a bit batty and past it, they still wield influence. Then there are the family connections and networks – the ‘he did some terrible things but he was my grandfather/taught my dad/taught me’ etc. It serves to prevent some very abusive people and practices being challenged.

Most of the victims of Gwynne and Dafydd are dead – people didn’t tend to live too long once they were on the receiving end of help from those two – but occasionally one stumbles across them. In 1999 I was working in a very substandard elderly people’s home on Anglesey and I met a lady who had been lobotomised – probably by Gwynne. This realisation was followed by an even worse  one – that this ‘old lady’ wasn’t that old, she was the youngest person in the home. She was there because after someone had taken a pick to her brain she couldn’t look after herself, so she’d been hidden in a questionable home on Anglesey. Of course lobotomy hasn’t been practised for years – er, so how did that lady end up in that state then?

At another home on Anglesey I met an old lady who always called the care assistants ‘the attendants’ – so she had obviously been in the sort of institution that was run entirely on the lines of the old asylums. The charmers who ran this home helpfully explained to me that I wouldn’t get any sense out of her because she was a ‘burnt out schizophrenic’ (whatever that is). The man who owned the establishment in which the burnt out schizophrenic was housed was a business partner of Dafydd’s. The manager of the home had been thrown off the mental health nursing degree at Bangor University…

Even if staff have been trained in an enlightened institution there is usually not the scope in the NHS to allow them to practice properly. There was a nurse at the Hergest Unit who had trained in psychotherapy at Fulbourn Hospital – she was the only person in the mental health services in north west Wales who actually had any knowledge of psychotherapy at all, although the others all claimed to be practising  this – and had she been allowed to practice without people demanding that her priority had to be to make excuses for Dafydd and the paedophile gang she would have really achieved something, but no-one would let her.

 

 

 

The former Minister for Public Services in Wales has been in the news this week. As the allegations of bullying on the part of various people in or advising the Welsh Gov’t continue to fly, the latest person to be named and in turn to make counter-allegations is Leighton Andrews, the former AM for the Rhondda, 2003-16.

Leighton was born in Cardiff and brought up in Barry until the age of 11. He went to UCNW (Bangor University) and then did an MA at the University of Sussex. 

Andrews was Parliamentary Officer for Age Concern, 1982–84; UK Campaign Director, UN International Year of Shelter for the Homeless, 1984–87; Head of Public Affairs for the BBC, 1993–96, based in London and responsible for the BBC’s relations with the UK Parliament and with the EU institutions. He was then a lecturer at Cardiff University School of Journalism, Media and Cultural Studies immediately prior to his election as the AM for Rhondda. He was Minister for Children, Education and Learning, 2009-11; Minister for Education and Skills, 2011-13; Minister for Public Services, 2014-16. After he lost his seat in 2016 Andrews was appointed as Professor of Practice in Public Service, Leadership and Innovation, at Cardiff Business School.

Andrews was a Liberal in the 1980s and stood as the Liberal Alliance candidate for Gillingham in the 1987 General Election. On returning to Wales to live in 1996, Leighton was appointed to the Board of Tai Cymru  – Housing for Wales – by the Conservative Secretary of State for Wales, William Hague.

Leighton was co-founder of the Yes for Wales campaign for the 1997 referendum. During the referendum campaign he produced a paper with Gareth Hughes, then of the Welsh Federation of Housing Associations (now known as Community Housing Cymru) and now of ITV Wales, arguing that savings could be found to liberate more funding for housing from the Government’s proposal to abolish Tai Cymru as part of the devolution settlement.

Leighton defected to the Labour Party following the successful referendum campaign for a Welsh Assembly. Michael Meadowcroft wrote an article on his blog in 2003 after experiencing the trauma of seeing his former Liberal colleague Leighton embracing Blair’s New Labour authoritarianism. Meadowcroft expressed his confusion and sense of betrayal. Well Leighton’s putting the boot into Carwyn Jones now, so perhaps he’s been working as an undercover Lib Dem since he joined Labour.

A lot of people in Wales do not like Leighton Andrews. When Andrews was Education Minister I watched Gareth Rees, a particularly obnoxious Professor of Education from Cardiff University, state in an address to a conference that education in Wales was doomed until the world was rid of Leighton Andrews. At the time I just presumed that this was yet another old fart feeling threatened by Leighton because Leighton had made some very rude noises about the deadwood that was and still is clogging up Welsh universities. I have a friend who alleges that Gareth Rees plagiarised his work and I never witnessed Gareth Rees being anything other than rude and dismissive to absolutely everyone, so I assumed that Gareth Rees knew that his days were numbered. How are you getting on with your colleague the Professor of Practice, Leadership and Innovation then Prof Rees?

However the conundrum is that although Leighton Andrews always said the right things about clearing out the paedophiles’ friends and other dross that have rendered Wales’s public institutions sclerotic, everything that Leighton actually did assisted them. He famously altered the funding for book contracts given out by the University of Wales Press without consulting or informing anyone, which resulted in the cancelling of contracts to a group of capable young researchers because the hopeless old gits wanted the funding for themselves in an attempt to make their CVs less embarrassing than they were.

Looking at Leighton’s CV, it is clear that he has been in positions throughout his career in which he will have been party to the activities of the paedophiles’ friends. The paedophiles’ friends ran Bangor University whilst Leighton was a student there, they colonised Age Concern and the Welsh housing associations and old Savile was busy at the BBC whilst Leighton worked there. Furthermore Leighton was in the Liberal Party – until he realised that he could become an AM in the Welsh Assembly if he defected – so he’ll have known about Cyril Smith, Jeremy Thorpe, the activities of Lord Rennard and all the other fun people discussed in my post ‘He Knows Where The Bodies Are Buried’. When Leighton was part of the Alliance he won’t have been able to avoid Dr Death. And Leighton worked for William Hague just at the time when Hague was orchestrating the Waterhouse cover-up.

Leighton is keeping quiet about an awful lot – perhaps he is about to write the best expose that the world has yet seen.

One of Leighton’s rudest speeches which resulted in much gnashing of teeth in Welsh universities contained a few insults levelled at the Governors of Welsh universities – insults which quite accurately described the prevailing situation. Leighton would know because he is married to one of them, namely Ann Beynon.

Ann Beynon, like Leighton, was a student at UCNW and years later sat on the Council of Bangor University. She was the first female President of the Students’ Union, helped found NUS Wales and ran its first gay rights campaign. Ann Beynon is a few years older than me. When I was a student at UCNW the Student’s Union was having its strings pulled by the paedophiles’ friends (see post ‘Just A Language Divide?’) and nothing will have changed from when Ann was a student. The Depts of Psychology and Social Work were employing people who had worked with the paedophile gang and were educating people who would work with the gang after they graduated. Dafydd was deciding what went on in the Psychology Dept and Gwynne the lobotomist was sitting in the Student Health Centre. Sir Charles Evans the Top Doctor and mate of Gwynne’s was the Principal of UCNW (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’) and Mary Wynch, whose life was destroyed by Dafydd and the paedophiles (see posts ‘Making Legal History – The Mary Wynch Case’ and ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’), will still have been working in the Agriculture Dept when Ann Beynon was a student.

I have no idea what Ann Beynon’s gay rights campaign involved, but by the time I was a student at Bangor even students were raising eyebrows at the activities of the Gay Soc. Gay Soc was very strong at UCNW and had links with the gay rights movement nationally. This might have been a problem in a town – and indeed in a university –  in which a sex trafficking ring was operating which targeted boys (as well as girls) and which was not a million miles away from Chester, where some gay men had walked away from the local branch of CHE because they believed that it was a front for paedophilia.

Not that it held Ann Beynon back – but then it wouldn’t, ignoring or assisting the paedophile gang in north Wales was the route to career success. Just look at Ann’s biography:

Ann is a former member of the Welsh Language Board and of the Board of the National Film and Television School. She was Business Development Director at the Cardiff Bay Development Corporation and previously Head of Political and International Affairs at S4C. In 1998 Ann joined BT and in 1999 she was a member of the Royal Commission on the Reform of the House of Lords under the chairmanship of Lord John Wakeham – John Wakeham was Peter Morrison’s boss when Morrison was Minister for Energy. Ann Beynon is a former Chair of Business in the Community in Wales and was the Prince of Wales’s Community Ambassador in Wales.

Wherever there was a paedophiles’ friend, there was Ann Beynon.

Beynon became BT’s Director for Wales and retired from this post in July 2015. She is now Senior Adviser Welsh Affairs for Severn Trent Water. Ann was approached for this role by the CEO of Severn Trent, Liz Garfield – she used to work for Ann at BT. Ann is Chair of the Wales Governance Centre at Cardiff University, a non-executive director of the Farmers’ Union of Wales Insurance Services Ltd and a Director of the social media company Cwmni Digidol. She has helped establish an Alliance Française in Wales. She consults and lectures on leadership and corporate social responsibility – an example to us all! She Chairs the Cardiff Capital Region Transition Board. She was Equality and Human Rights Commissioner for Wales, 2010-16, having spent a lifetime ignoring the most appalling inequality and a sex trafficking gang.

I used to know a relative of Ann Beynon’s who loathed her and repeatedly told me that all she wanted was a peerage ‘and she’ll bloody well get one too’. Ann, you’ll be among friends when you finally get through the doors, they’ll be keeping your seat warm for you. You can slumber away in there along with the rest of them who failed to stop a bunch of sex offenders who were murdering the witnesses to their crimes.

I was watching an old clip of Spitting Image yesterday which featured Leon Brittan hosting an episode of ‘The Price Is Right’. After he sold a knighthood for the price of a job for Thatcher’s son, the Leon Brittan puppet gave someone a peerage ‘for keeping your mouth shut’…

 

In 1987 Central Television’s series The Cook Report devoted an episode to child porn. Roger Cook – an investigative reporter who acquired a cult following as a result of being continually beaten up by gangsters when he confronted them – made his way to Amsterdam where he purchased child porn and confronted the man who flogged it to him who then called the boys from out the back. Roger Cook received the customary violent assault and a threat to kill him. The same episode featured an interview with Supt Iain Donaldson, the Head of Obscene Publications at Scotland Yard in which Donaldson took receipt of a list of names of child pornographers which Donaldson claimed to have never seen before.

It has now been admitted that the Obscene Publications Branch was corrupt and, surprise surprise, was employing paedophiles who were passing info to their mates. I have found on the internet a submission to the IICSA from someone who worked on that programme – his statement explains that the list of names handed over to the Obscene Publications Branch was a double bluff for the cameras because they knew that Scotland Yard had been infiltrated by the gangsters and they wanted to put out a bit of propaganda to throw the bent coppers off the scent.

Roger Cook’s programme also mentioned Oliver Brooke, the Professor of Paediatrics at St George’s Hospital Medical School, who in 1986 was jailed for the possession of child porn. The week before the programme was filmed, on 11 May 1987 the Lord Chief Justice Lord Lane had released Brooke on appeal after comparing his stash of child porn with collecting cigarette cards. Oliver Brooke was a major figure in a pan-European child porn ring.

I can understand that in the case of investigating serious organised crime which is being facilitated by professional people – including members of the judiciary – the police may have to employ techniques such as double bluffs etc. But two months after Roger Cook made that programme about the Evils of Child Porn with the film producers and police adopting techniques of subterfuge, Dafydd and the paedophile gang made a well planned attempt to frame and imprison me – an attempt which not only involved Dafydd, Tony Francis and a lying junior doctor, but also Risley Remand Centre and the Mental Health Act Commission (see post ‘Workers Play Time). One of the members of the paedophile gang who were desperate to have me banged up was Sir Peter Morrison, Thatcher’s friend. At the time that the Cook Report was filmed, Morrison was Deputy Chairman of the Tory Party. By the time that I was sitting in Bangor Police Station at the centre of a fit-up attempt, Morrison was the Minister for Energy.

That was more than thirty years ago. Dafydd, Lucille Hughes and some of those who facilitated the paedophile gang are now well into their 80s and are now running the biggest ‘substance abuse charity’ in Wales.

As part of the Cook investigation, the journos placed an advert for child porn in ‘Forum’ magazine and were contacted by people flogging child porn. ‘Forum’ was not a child porn mag but it wasn’t too fussy about the sort of small ads that it accepted. One person who was on the Editorial Board of Forum was Dr Philip Cauthery. Philip Cauthery was the student doctor at Aston University whilst Brown was a student there. Aston was alive with first hand accounts of Cauthery’s negligence and craziness – at the time Aston had the highest rate of student suicides in the UK and many staff and students attributed this to Cauthery. The VC of Aston was Sir Freddie Crawford, a friend of Thatcher’s…

There’s no need for the IICSA or for ‘historical investigations’ into child sex abuse. All that has to happen is for the security services – who harassed Brown and me, who put us under surveillance and dressed up as an assortment of fuckwits to variously cause us problems or pretend to befriend us because they were protecting Dafydd and the paedophiles rather than us – to hand over their material, including all those undercover recordings that they made as they bugged everyone in north Wales. Sadly it is too late for the people who were found dead.

One person who was ‘consulted’ for the Roger Cooke programme was Ray Wyre, who in the 1980s was the go-to person for advice on the treatment of sex offenders. There is a lot of speculation on the internet regarding whether Ray Wyre was a paedophile himself – if he was, he was just one of the many who chose to work in the field of mental health/sex therapy.

I do not know whether Ray Wyre was a child molester or not but he definitely knew who was protecting abusers. Wyre’s Gracewell Clinic was in Moseley in Birmingham – a few miles from the Reaside Clinic, run by Robert Bluglass. Wyre established the Gracewell Clinic in 1988 – the year in which Bluglass performed his cover-up of the criminality of Dafydd, Tony Francis and Gwynedd Social Services.

Wyre left school at 15 and joined the Royal Navy. After leaving, Wyre embarked on theological training, which involved a stint as a volunteer warden at a working men’s hospital. This experience helped him decide against ordination, and in the late 1970s, he was taken on as a trainee probation officer at Winson Green prison in Birmingham, where his first patient was a sex offender. From 1981 to 1986, Wyre worked with category-A inmates at Albany prison on the Isle of Wight, pioneering group therapy for sex offenders.

The Gracewell Clinic shut down in 1993 – the year following the firebombing which killed five witnesses to the north Wales paedophile ring (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’) – the year of numerous events designed to silence the complaints into the north Wales gang and suppress investigations. Wyre set up another clinic in Surrey, the Wolvercote Clinic which shut down in 2002. Wyre died in 2008.

Wyre was the only person in the UK offering residential treatment for paedophiles who want to change their behaviour. There is still no such provision. What there is, is a great deal of hot air, of politicians banging on, of tweets and campaigns. But nothing to address the problem.

The 1987 Roger Cook programme named and confronted a rather sad man with a thing about school girls who was living in poverty and forced him to burn his collection of photos on camera. If Roger had paid a visit to north Wales – or indeed to St George’s Hospital just two years later – I and others could have taken him to see some of the people organising the supply of such material. But I don’t think that Roger really wanted to know.

The Editor of that episode of the Cook Report was Mike Townson. Townson’s CV suggests that he too knew a great deal about organised crime which he did not make TV programmes about.

 

 

Carwyn Jones celebrated International Wimmin’s Day earlier this week. Carwyn joined all those affluent comfortable people who are Speaking Out about female oppression and sexual violence and stated that he would be working with Chwarae Teg to fight for equality. Chwarae Teg is a Third sector organisation which was founded by paedophiles’ friend Jane Hutt. It has certainly provided a good living for Jane Hutt and her mates but it hasn’t done much to achieve equality. One the same day that Carwyn made his statement, the trial of a man accused of murdering a woman in Denbigh was told that the young woman had asked for help from the police several times before she was killed but the police failed to respond.

Carwyn is a barrister- he should probably be prosecuting Hutt et al as accessories to crime rather than ‘working with them’.

 

Last week I received a message from Nicola Kingston – the nurse who blew the whistle on the abuse of patients at Tawel Fan – telling me that she was going to be on BBC News Wales last Thursday, so I put a notice up on this blog to let everyone know. I don’t have a TV so I couldn’t tune in to watch, but yesterday I received an e mail from a reader who told me that Nicola wasn’t featured. I don’t know why this was, but I know that TV crews always film a lot more footage than they use and that people who have been filmed are not kept informed if there is a decision made not to use their bit. I also know that anything involving a TV expose of the activities of the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales tends to have the plug pulled on it suddenly and without notice.

The person who e mailed me was very disappointed that Nicola wasn’t on TV – he is someone else who has suffered at the hands of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board and their ‘mental health services’ and he desperately wants to see the way in which patients are being neglected and mistreated given media coverage. He told me that people don’t seem to care what is happening to people until it happens to them.

It’s a bit more sinister than that. Most members of the human race are actually quite decent and if they witnessed what passes for ‘mental health care’ at the Betsi – or indeed in many other places – they would be horrified. They really do not know how bad it is – when I first started this blog, I received a number of e mails telling me that they would not have believed my blog had they not witnessed such events themselves. I was in the same boat – I had no idea of what was happening to many young adults with learning disabilities until I started reading the blogs written by people like Sara Ryan, Mark Neary and Finola Moss. It is so bad that one’s first response is bound to be ‘that’s got to have been a one-off’ or ‘there’s got to be exaggeration here’. There isn’t, this is what is happening to vulnerable people at the hands of the nation’s welfare services – it is grim, yet it is only very rarely covered by the mainstream media. Sara Ryan revealed the deaths of hundreds of patients with mental health problems and learning disabilities at Southern Health. People knew that was happening but until Sara began her blog after the death of her own son it was ignored. Sara drew attention to it, received media coverage, was insulted by the GMC and now the world has moved on once more. Sara is a sociologist who specialises in learning disability who works at Oxford University and who spent years fighting to have her son’s death investigated – that is what it takes to even get heard.

The other problem is the constant stream of PR and propaganda that follows any suggestion that things are not what they should be in the UK welfare services. I have mentioned that after I blogged about research fraud in cancer research, suddenly high profile people were queuing up to advertise the benefits of the very things that I had exposed. This phenomenon has a long tradition in north Wales – every criticism of any domain overseen by the paedophiles’ friends results in a favourable media interview with the paedophiles’ friends and a venomous attack upon the person who has dared mention the criminality or the harm that they or other people had suffered.

After I wrote my post ‘I Know Nuzzing’ which detailed the backgrounds and networks of all those in Gwynedd County Council who had stood by whilst the paedophile gang operated within the children’s homes run by that Council, Gruff Rhys of the Super Furry Animals appeared in the north Wales media explaining that he was going to hold a concert with his super star friends to celebrate the 70th anniversary of the NHS. Gruff Rhys is the son of the former Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council, Ioan Bowen Rees, who was discussed in my post.

There’s been a bit more free PR in the Welsh media over the past few days provided by people connected to those discussed on this blog. Paul Jones gave an interview with his bad boy made good story. Paul grew up in Denbigh and reminisced over how hopeless he was at Denbigh High School, that there was nothing to do if you were living in Denbigh when he was a teenager, so he never expected to find himself hanging out with celebs like he is now that he’s made it big as an actor. To what does Paul attribute his good fortune? The youth theatre group at Theatre Clwyd in Mold. Theatre Clwyd has featured on this blog – it is best described as the paedophiles’ friends folly.

Theatre Clwyd is a very impressive Theatre in a very small town and the person behind it was T.M. Hadyn Rees, the then Chief Exec of Clwyd County Council (see post ‘Ain’t Nothing Clean – Not Even The Welsh Calvinistic Methodists’). Theatre Clwyd has periodic crash crises and on many such occasions, after the Theatre had been ‘rescued’, there was a cash crisis at Clwyd County Council. Theatre Clwyd is really great – I’ve been there myself – but whilst Hadyn Rees was busting a gut to establish that Theatre and keep it going, the coffers of the Council were inexplicably empty and there were bugger all services for local people , despite at one point the council tax being sky high. There was also a paedophile gang operating in the children’s homes and Dafydd’s mates on Clwyd County Council and Clwyd Health Authority ensured that Dafydd was able to continue to unlawfully imprison victims of the gang in the dungeon at the North Wales Hospital without any questions being asked.

Paul Jones – and the even more famous Rhys Ifans, who grew up in Ruthin and went to school in Mold and was a friend of Gruff Rhys – have done very nicely out of Theatre Gwynedd, as have a few folk who enjoyed going along to watch the productions (as I did). But a lot of people paid a very great price for Theatre Clwyd. It’s called democracy Paul – a vicious paedophile gang being ignored because the Chief Exec of the County Council wants a theatre is not worth it. If you and Rhys wanted careers as actors there would have been a better way than that.

I note that Paul Jones came from Denbigh. Employment for the whole town was provided by the North Wales Hospital and when it closed – whilst Paul was at school – there was no other work. That was why no-one in that town – or any politician who stood for election there – would say a word about the rampant abuse that was going on in the institution. They should have. Hundreds of people were incarcerated, many of them illegally and a number of people were never seen again. The answer was to have admitted what was going on and at the same time press for continued development of the town, so that it would have a future that was not dependent upon Dafydd and a paedophile gang. A theatre in a neighbouring town providing titbits for a few fortunate people and their friends and relatives was not the answer.

 

More PR for the Betsi and the paedophiles’ friends was provided by BBC News Wales Online in the guise of a feature on Rhiannon Tudor Edwards. Rhiannon is Co-Director of the Centre for Health Economics and Medicines Evaluation at Bangor University, along with Dyfrig Hughes. Rhiannon is well-known because she lost her sight when she was young and is accompanied by a guide dog. Profiles of Rhiannon always mention her sterling work in health economics and summarise it as Rhiannon and Dyfrig researching and advising as to how the NHS can obtain ‘best value for money’. One glimpse of the NHS in north Wales – or indeed anywhere else – suggests that Rhiannon and Dyfrig are not dispensing very good advice, or if they are their advice is being ignored.

Rhiannon did her PhD at York University and lectured in health economics at Liverpool University. She also had an Honorary position with Liverpool Health Authority.  She and Dyfrig were ‘head hunted’ – I’d be interested to know by whom and why – to set up their unit at Bangor in 1998. Rhiannon works closely with a number of UKCRC registered Trials Units. She has worked in collaboration with trials of public health and psychosocial interventions and lead the economic evaluation of a range of trials in dementia care and parenting programmes.

Rhiannon  has served terms on the MRC  Steering Group on the economic returns of biomedical research in the UK, Wales Office for Research and Development in Health and Social Care Grants Committee and, with colleagues at Bangor, supported  the NICE  Collaborating  Centre  for  Cancer.

Rhiannon’s bread and butter is reassuring everyone that what is failing so dismally and so lethally in NHS Wales is actually a rip-roaring success. Wales has some of the worst health outcomes in Europe – and Rhiannon and Dyfrig have been telling NHS Wales what to fund for 20 years now. Rhiannon has been at the heart of giving the green light to numerous ‘interventions’ which do not work and which only ever found their way into the clinic because of the manipulation of data by everybody involved.

Rhiannon’s work on dementia care was carried out with Prof Bob Woods. Bob Woods was one of the paedophiles’ friends who worked in Newcastle-Upon-Tyne and the Institute of Psychiatry before going to Bangor (see post ‘The Newcastle-Upon-Tyne Connection?’). He led the clinical psychology training programme in north Wales whilst it was based at the North Wales Hospital and he knew what was happening to patients. Bob Woods is an advisor to the Betsi on dementia care – he has advised on dementia care in north Wales for years. The result was Tawel Fan. Presumably Bob had OK’d the ‘care’ – elderly people crawling around naked on floors covered in urine and faeces, one of them with an untreated broken arm – and Rhiannon had reassured everyone that it was value for money.

Rhiannon’s work on ‘parenting’ was carried out with Judy Hutchings – Hutchings was named ‘woman of the year’ in Wales a few years ago. Hutchings was a child psychologist working in a region in which a paedophile gang operated through the welfare services, of course she was woman of the year, look who was sitting in the Senedd at the time – there was Jane Hutt, Brian Gibbons, Rhodri and Julie Morgan etc. Hutchings’s parenting work – ‘Incredible Years’ – was also going horribly wrong but that wasn’t mentioned at the Glittering Awards Ceremony. I knew someone who’s young nephew’s dad died of cancer and the little boy’s mum was horrified to receive a letter from a member of Hutchings’s team offering her the ‘parenting programme’ because her little boy was distressed and they wondered if she and her ‘ex husband’ had been aggressive in front of the little boy. The boy’s mum contacted the Incredible Years chumps and explained that her late – rather than ex – husband had recently died slowly of cancer which was why she was a single parent and probably why her son was distressed.

I and a colleague attended a public lecture of Rhiannon’s a few years ago. The lecture was one of a series which had been organised by Richard Tranter, a Top Doctor at the Hergest Unit who was spearheading the propaganda war on behalf of the paedophiles’ friends at the time after Health Minister Edwina Hart had abolished the NW Wales NHS Trust. Richard later scuttled off to New Zealand when even Rhiannon and Dyfrig could no longer disguise what was happening at the Hergest Unit.

Rhiannon’s lecture was certainly interesting. It was advertised as a lecture on health economics. There was a slide of Rhiannon’s dad – a Top Doctor – who, as Rhiannon explained, inspired her to take up a career in health economics on the grounds that the NHS Must Always Be Protected. Then there were a number of slides of Rhiannon out riding on her horse with her friend Linda Dykes, a Top Doctor from the A&E Dept of Ysbyty Gwynedd. For many years now Linda has ignored the sight of psych patients being met with aggression or refused treatment by the staff the A&E Dept. Then Rhiannon made a number of statements about NHS funding and health economics that both I and my colleague noticed were wrong. We presumed that this was a minor slip up – but no, a number of other statements followed which were equally wrong. We both noticed that Rhiannon felt able to speak on matters completely outside of her experience without any qualifying comments.

The finale was questions from the audience. Both I and my colleague decided that we weren’t even going to go there. There were a lot of Top Doctors from Ysbyty Gwynedd in the audience who had lapped up Rhiannon’s uncritical praise of them and their work – and cooed over the photos of dad and Blind Woman On Horse – but one seemed a bit out of sorts and grumpily raised his hand. He told Rhiannon that he was a highly qualified man and he would decide what was best for his patients and he wanted to do lots of private work as well and why should he be told what to do by the bloody Welsh Gov’t. I resisted the temptation to yell out ‘because they pay you the best part of a hundred grand a year to serve the public you arrogant bastard’ – which was just as well because Rhiannon set him straight. Rhiannon explained that she will always support the NHS like her dad did before her, because the NHS was set up to Help The Poor and the Poor receive far more benefit from the NHS than everyone else. My colleague and I left before we threw up.

Rhiannon – the people who have done really well out of the NHS in north Wales are you and your colleagues, not The Poor. Every analysis has demonstrated that the more advantaged socio-economic groups gain far more from the NHS than do disadvantaged groups. The NHS institutionally discriminates against people with serious mental health problems and learning disabilities to such an extent that their life spans are decades shorter than other people. Poor people in every part of the UK die at a younger age than affluent people – and in some areas the gap is widening. Whilst you wrote papers with Bob Woods and Judy Hutchings, the ‘services’ that they provided trafficked young people into sex work.

Rhiannon is living proof that middle class people, even when they have disabilities, do rather better out of the welfare system than other people. Rhiannon is a health economist who has taken advantage of Gov’t support to provide her with assistance at work, both in terms of manpower (or it’s probably woman power) and hi tech equipment. I know a woman from Caernarfon with sight loss as severe as Rhiannon’s. She has been offered a guide dog but not a lot else. She has had no paid jobs since she left school at 16 other than ‘work experience’ schemes. Unlike Rhiannon she didn’t go to Atlantic College – one of the most expensive schools in Wales – and then do a degree. She went to Ysgol Sir Huw Owen in Caernarfon where she was so badly bullied for being blind that she seized every opportunity not to go to school. She ended up in the hands of the mental health services where yet more damage was inflicted upon her by some of those with whom Rhiannon works. She very nearly ended up in prison when she was younger as a result of trivial offences, but a lecturer from Bangor University who knew her socially made representation to the magistrates and offered to support her. She has spent the last ten years leading a very much more meaningful life than she ever would have if she had remained in the clutches of those whom Rhiannon has assessed as providing good value for money.

 

Jeremy Hunt has been fighting the tidal wave of propaganda himself this week. There is outrage that Hunt has offered NHS workers a 6% pay rise but in return has withdrawn a days holiday from them. Jeremy Corbyn is livid. I don’t think there is anything to worry about, I can tell the two Jeremys exactly what will happen. The NHS workers will take their pay rise and will all send in a sick note at a time convenient to them to ensure that they don’t lose their days holiday, they’ll be organising the campaign right now.

 

News Round Up, 13 October 2017

A case from Wales has been in the London-based media this week. A gay father from south Wales – Matthew Scully-Hicks – is standing trial at Cardiff Crown Court charged with the murder of the baby girl Elsie whom he and his partner had adopted just a few weeks before she died. The Court has heard how Scully-Hicks was completely unable to cope with looking after the baby, described her as ‘Satan in a baby gro’ and screamed and shouted in frustration at her. Scully-Hicks’s partner however claimed that their house ‘was full of love’ – I think that perhaps the Vale of Glamorgan Social Services who allowed Scully-Hicks to adopt Elsie might have some explaining to do.

 

Politicians and child sexual abuse have taken up much news time over the past few days, particularly as the Independent Inquiry into Child Sexual Abuse has been hearing evidence about former Liberal MP for Rochdale Cyril Smith. It was reported that for many years prosecutors were lying when they made public statements maintaining that they didn’t know about the allegations of sex offences against children involving Cyril Smith – prosecutors knew that there had been numerous complaints against Smith and he was even arrested on at least one occasion but was allowed to quietly walk away without charge. The Inquiry heard that Smith used his ‘respectability’ to protect himself from prosecution or public exposure. The DPP Alison Saunders popped up on Radio 4’s Today programme to reassure us all that nothing like this could ever happen these days – of course Smith would be prosecuted today because the ‘systems’ have improved so much. That explains why not only was Lord Greville Janner never prosecuted despite many allegations that he sexually abused children, but that Alison Saunders herself admitted that he should have been charged back in the 1990s. She was unable to explain why he wasn’t. Janner famously was eventually ordered to face a ‘trial of the facts’ – he could not actually be tried for the alleged offences because his lawyers submitted medical evidence that he was suffering from dementia. This evidence was challenged, but the CPS accepted it. Janner never did face a trial of the facts because the whole process took so long that he died before anyone got within a whiff of a trial of the facts. Alison Saunders was DPP at the time. For further background on Alison and her dedication to improving systems, see post ‘Sisters Are Indeed Doing It For Themselves…’.

Just to reinforce how much systems have changed, following the release of Operation Conifer’s report into the allegations that Ted Heath abused male children, supporters of Ted are demanding a judicial review of Operation Conifer as well as the blood of Mike Veale – the Chief Constable of Wiltshire Police who led Operation Conifer – for supposedly besmirching Heath’s reputation. Heath’s fan club are fuming because one of the men who claimed that Ted Heath raped him as a child is ‘a paedophile serving a prison sentence for a sex offence who confessed to a murder that he hadn’t committed’. He is therefore an ‘evil’ ‘fantasist’ who cannot be believed, whereas Ted Heath was a respectable politician.

No-one has felt able to mention that not only does being sexually assaulted as a child often lead to huge confusion and distress in adult life, but some – although by no means all – kids who are molested go on to sexually abuse other children. What leaps out at me however is that the man making the allegations against Heath confessed to a murder that he hadn’t committed – what if he also confessed to a sexual assault on a child that he hadn’t committed and that’s why he’s sitting in prison at the moment? Furthermore, we know nothing about the circumstances in which he confessed to a murder that he hadn’t committed – was he, like the Birmingham Six, beaten to a pulp by the police until he confessed? Was he being ironic after being accused of committing a very serious offence that he obviously hadn’t committed? Did he even confess to the POLICE to this murder? He could have been larking around with his mates in terms of ‘ooh there’s been a murder’ – ‘yeh, I know, I done it’ sort of thing. We have so little information about the man who alleges that Heath raped him that no conclusions can be drawn at all, let along a conclusion that he is an ‘evil fantasist’. I can only remind Heath’s supporters that one problem noted during the various investigations into the abuse of children in care in north Wales was that by the time that anyone began investigating, the former children had grown up and many had led very troubled lives. They weren’t Peter Pan – at the time that they gave evidence they were adult men and many of them had criminal convictions, drug and alcohol problems. (They had complained whilst they were children but had been ignored by everyone but the whistle blowing social worker Alison Taylor who was sacked.) Which is what tends to happen to teenaged boys who spend years in places like Bryn Estyn where they are beaten and buggered daily. It results in no-one believing them, which is particularly convenient when the whole of north Wales wants to delude themselves that the ‘children’s services’ really weren’t as bad as some people are making out and no-one knew  anything anyway.

 

Mail Online reported that 15 year old Robyn Lewis Ellson from north Wales died after Alder Hey Children’s Hospital gave her a toxic combination of medication during treatment for leukaemia. The Top Doctors admitted that it should never have happened and apologised to Robyn’s family. It won’t happen again they have reassured everyone. Toxic combinations of drugs are actually quite a common occurrence in the NHS – I was prescribed such a combination myself by Dr Richard Tranter at the Hergest Unit, but I didn’t take it which probably saved my life. Tranter is a psychopharmacologist. If he’s prescribing lethal combinations of drugs in the face of warnings published about those combinations, the problem will be widespread – but the patients are not usually in a position to know that it’s happening.

Radio 4 reported that the  CQC have blamed the now undeniable NHS crisis on the rising number of elderly patients and levels of obesity. So as with most things NHS, it’s the patients fault – they’re all too fat and old. A CQC spokesman arrived on the Today programme talking cobblers. He stated that because people are living so much longer, the cost of the NHS caring for them throughout their older years was enormous. Older people do not actually drain the NHS of resources in the way suggested. People are now experiencing much better health in their older years than a couple of generations ago. The huge cost is usually encountered only in the final 18-24 months of someone’s life, when multiple health problems frequently occur. That can happen when someone is in their 90s or, if they are less fortunate, in their early 70s. People don’t hit retirement age and then spend 30 years utterly decrepit, occupying a hospital bed on life support. Furthermore of course, in the case of many elderly people who are very frail, the final nail in the coffin is often an admission to hospital for a routine problem which is then dealt with appallingly.

The man from the CQC did stress that most NHS care is still ‘excellent’. Of course – there’d be no problem at all if it weren’t for all these fat old gits demanding a service from the Top Doctors and Angels.

 

There has been widespread derision from those on the left at Theresa May’s plan to train one million volunteers in ‘mental health first aid’ – although the likes of MIND have been vigorously promoting these ‘courses’ for ages. The Gov’t has stated that they will probably be online courses and the estimated cost is £15 million. Public Health England will consult on how the courses will be run and taught – that’s the Public Health England that is part of the system that has led to the current dire state of affairs. Theresa has of course used the stigma discourse – the mental health first aiders will be ‘fighting the stigma’. Theresa has been accused of wanting to replace mental health professionals with members of the general public after spending 15 quid on training each of them. I have always been very rude about the idea of ‘mental health first aid’ because it cannot possibly address the problems of people with severe and enduring mental illness – it’s the sort of thing that people might find useful to reassure a friend who is anxious or mildly stressed. If you’ve been clobbered with a psychotic illness or are so clinically depressed that you can’t talk or get out of bed, ‘mental health first aid’ is not going to do much for you. It will also possibly decrease understanding of seriously ill people and increase the levels of dear old stigma – if someone’s had mental health first aid applied and they’re still not back in full-time work or have topped themselves, it just goes to show that it was their fault and that there was probably something wrong with them.

On the other hand, mental health professionals are doing such a bad job that I’m not surprised that Theresa May has decided that she doesn’t want to waste anymore money on training and employing the sort of ones that we have at the moment. As I have mentioned many times, it is mental health professionals who have the most stigmatising attitudes to people with mental health problems -members of the general public are often very understanding, unless of course an Angel or a Top Doctor has been whispering sweet nothings in their ear about Dangerous Mental Patients.

After yet more ‘fighting stigma’ talk, I was interested to note the fulfilment of a prediction that I made on the blog a few days ago in my comments section, regarding the ‘research’ that Radio Five Live had ‘carried out’ among ‘nurses’, which ‘proved’ that the level of attacks on Angels by mental health patients were rocketing as a result of The Cuts. Radio Five Live did not mention their methodology, the way in which they analysed their results or even how many Angels that they interviewed, let alone how they selected those Angels. Neither did they explain the statistics behind the % increase in assaults that the Angels claimed was occurring or from which date they had calculated the alleged % increase – it was so obviously a figure plucked out of thin air.

As if on cue, the next day a Labour MP – an MP with a remit for disability as well – spoke up in Parliament about the ‘research’ that ‘proved’ that attacks on ‘staff’ by ‘psychiatric patients’ were increasing. Anyone for fighting stigma? Ironically on the same day in Parliament, Chris Bryant – a Labour MP for one of the constituencies in the south Wales valleys – very effectively ripped apart Theresa May’s laughable website of unanalysed statistics which she believes will help fight injustice against ethnic minority groups. Bryant made the point that there is a difference between correlation and causation – he quipped that when Thatcher was voted out, Marathon bars were renamed Snickers, but it probably wasn’t that which was responsible for Thatcher’s comeuppance. I am hoping that Mr Bryant will have a word with whichever dickwit Jezza has appointed disability spokesperson – even if ‘attacks’ on Angels by psychiatric patients are increasing (and I very much doubt that they are and Radio Five Live has certainly proved no such thing), it cannot be assumed that it is a result of The Cuts. Particularly as there haven’t been any Cuts – the Tories haven’t dared implement The Cuts much as they’d like to, because of the wailing and the gnashing of teeth that they know will follow. What has happened is that the dosh that has been given to the NHS for mental health services has been spent on other things. It is the NHS that has done this, not the Tories. The NHS really is not very nice to mental health patients, it certainly doesn’t spend money on them. The NHS spends money on PFI agreements, on expensive carpets for executives offices, on management consultants as well as on enormous salaries for its own managers, on machines that go ping, on expensive lawyers to fight patients whom the NHS has maimed or damaged, on away days and training, but it definitely doesn’t spend money on mental health patients.

The fuckwittery has been taken up by the Angels employed by the Betsi – who’s mental health services are so bad that they have landed the Health Board in special measures. The Daily Post Online ran a huge feature about an Angel who works as a psychiatric nurse for the Betsi. The unidentified Angel maintains that ‘every nurse’ whom she knows ‘has been attacked’. Well as the Betsi believe that a distressed or psychotic patient swearing in the presence of an Angel – not even AT an Angel – constitutes an ‘attack’ (it counts as a ‘verbal assault’) it is hardly surprising that ‘every’ Angel has been attacked. I can absolutely guarantee that very few Angels have been physically assaulted by a mental health patient – despite the crude stereotypes that the NHS likes to promote when it is asking the Gov’t for more money, physical assaults on staff by patients are unusual and when they do happen are more likely to come from drunks than mental health patients. However certainly at the Hergest Unit there have been a number of complaints from patients of assaults on them by Angels – I was assaulted myself by four Angels in the Hergest Unit. My complaint was not investigated by the Hergest let alone the police – and evidence was destroyed. I know of other patients who were assaulted by staff in the Hergest or who witnessed other patients being assaulted by staff. One male patient told me that he witnessed male Angels in the Hergest employing every excuse possible to ‘restrain’ one particular female patient and using this as an excuse to grope her.

The Angel interviewed by the Daily Post Online talks about the dreadful standard of the mental health services at the Betsi and how it is all the managers’ fault. She mentions that she has worked there for a long time and refers to the Tawel Fan scandal to illustrate her points regarding the dreadful service. The mental health service in north Wales is dreadful, it has been dreadful for decades – so that particular Angel has been part of the problem. The managers are indeed shite – many of those managers are promoted Angels themselves and they too have been there decades. The buck stops with this lot. They cannot blame anyone but themselves for the mess, the deaths, the litigation and the Ombudsman’s damning reports. The Top Doctors and Angels hounded out Mary Burrows, the CEO from outside of the region, who tried very hard to improve matters. The current Chair of the Betsi, Dr Peter Higson, is a former clinical psychologist who grew up in north Wales, who trained in north Wales, who worked as a psychologist in north Wales and who then managed the mental health services in north Wales. Higson’s sister Ruth Hussey was until recently Chief Medical Officer for Wales – she ignored what was going on as well. Martin Jones, the Director of Workforce for the Betsi, comes from Anglesey, went to school on Anglesey, went to Bangor University and then began his working life as an office boy in Ysbyty Gwynedd. (It is rumoured that he failed accountancy exams at some point, but I haven’t seen concrete evidence of that.) Craig Barton, the Director of Ysbyty Glan Clwyd, came from north Wales, went to Bangor University, became an NHS manager in north Wales and was previously a manager of the Hergest Unit. You couldn’t get much more local than this collection of local talent. And what a mess they have made. To quote from the mad mother in the horror film ‘Carrie’ – ‘the Devil has come to his own’.

As for Tawel Fan – no Angel was attacked by anyone. That ward was shut down because the Angels were abusing the patients. The only Angel who was disciplined was the real Angel who recorded what was going on in that ward and blew the whistle – she was arrested, received death threats, faced disciplinary action from the NMC and lost her job. The other Angels were transferred to another mental health unit. Where there was another scandal involving the abuse of patients shortly after they arrived. To my knowledge, no-one has been sacked, although the Angels concerned were refusing to co-operate with an external investigation.

The Angel in the Daily Post mentions that UNISON is supporting their campaign. UNISON and its predecessor COHSE have a long and glorious history of concealing misconduct and malpractice on the part of their members and of conjuring up images of violent nutters attempting to murder Angels when they’re about to submit a pay claim. The former General Secretary of COHSE was David Williams, an Angel from north Wales who trained and worked at the North Wales Hospital when patients died after being lobotomised, when they were physically and sexually abused by staff and when the staff of that hospital concealed organised child sexual abuse (see post ‘A Very COHSE Relationship With Some Very Nasty People’).

The abusive Angels of the Betsi have the full support of the North Wales Community Health Council – the Chief Exec of the CHC has spoken to the Post himself and backed up the Angels. This is the CHC that ignored at least two very serious complaints about abuse and neglect in the north Wales mental health services. The CHC that numbers among its past and present members Top Doctors from north Wales, including a retired psychiatrist from the Hergest Unit, Dr Sadie Francis and a retired surgeon from Ysbyty Glan Clwyd, Christine Evans. One member of the CHC is married to a member of the Betsi Board and another former member is Glanville Owen. Glanville was the Deputy Director of Gwynedd Social Services responsible for children’s homes whilst a paedophile ring raged in those children’s homes (see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’).The highest profile member of the North Wales CHC however is one Eleanor Burnham.

Eleanor was a Lib Dem AM for North Wales, 2001-2011, before the electorate decided that they’d had a bellyful of her and voted her out. Eleanor was born in Wrexham and her early career was in social services management. She sat as a Wrexham Magistrate and also on Mental Health Review Tribunals for the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. She competed in and won prizes at the International Eisteddfod Llangollen.

The children’s homes in north Wales where children were abused were run by the social services. The homes with the biggest problem of sexual abuse were near Wrexham. The abuse of children in those homes went back decades. The abuse was so extensive that the homes were functioning as child brothels. Boys who complained of being abused were stitched up for crimes in the local Magistrates Courts. The North Wales Hospital detained patients unlawfully and also detained people who complained of being abused by psychiatrists, social workers or in the children’s homes. A number of people involved with concealing the abuse in the children’s homes were involved with the International Eisteddfod. Sir Ronnie Waterhouse, the judge who carried out the biggest cover-up, was President of the International Eisteddfod.

Eleanor’s biography has disappeared from the Lib Dems website. I cannot imagine why.

Some years ago I attended a meeting of the Court at Bangor University when Eleanor Burnham was in the audience. I don’t know what precipitated it, but during the meeting Eleanor Burnham became very angry, stood up and started shouting and yelling at the Vice Chancellor and the Chancellor. She hurled comments about everyone being MEN and shrieked ‘do you have any women on the University Council?’ Instead of replying ‘we’ve got loads you dipstick, take a look at the list of members’, they simply commented ‘yes there are women on the Council’. It wasn’t enough for Eleanor – she continued yelling and eventually the Vice Chancellor quipped that he’d attended the first Women’s Liberation conference in Oxford (which was true – I don’t think that Eleanor was there though, she’d have been far too busy assisting the paedophiles of north Wales). At which point Eleanor screamed ‘and look what happened to you’ and stormed out of the room.

Christ almighty Eleanor, look what happened to YOU – you’ve got what must be the most shameful CV in Wales and you ended up in the Senedd and now you’re on the CHC, no wonder there’s problems, you shouldn’t even be walking the streets a free woman.

Eleanor lists one of her interests as being ‘social inclusion’.

 

The Daily Post Online also reported that Ernest Marjerison, an elderly man who was admitted to the Wrexham Maelor Hospital with a fractured hip, died after a feeding tube was inserted into his lung. Coroner John Gittins carried out the inquest in Ruthin. No, there was not a verdict of murder returned or manslaughter or even gross negligence…

 

Daily Post Online reported an enormous row over the alleged oppression of Welsh speaking police officers in north Wales. I have no idea whether there is discrimination against them within the North Wales Police, but I was interested to see that Arfon Jones the North Wales Police and Crime Commissioner came to the rescue, pledging to ‘support the language’. When Arfon was a police constable he was the man who chauffeured the senior officer Gordon Anglesea to the venues in which Anglesea molested boys in care. In his capacity as Police and Crime Commissioner Arfon was responsible for an ‘oversight’ that resulted in Anglesea’s widow receiving a police pension, although her husband died in prison a convicted child abuser. Another well-known defender of the Welsh language was former Assistant Chief Constable Elfed Roberts, who later became Chair of the disastrous North West Wales NHS Trust and had me arrested because I had pink hair, had called his car a penismobile and he was fed up of my complaints about the mental health services (see post ‘After The Attempt To Frame Me…’). A friend of mine was told by the dreadful Trystan Pritchard  – a former NHS manager in north Wales and now Chief Exec of St David’s Hospice – that he really admired Elfed because he had ‘done so much for the language’ in the NHS. The former Chief Constable of the North Wales Police Richard Brunstrom was also enthusiastic about the language. He learnt Welsh to a very high standard, became a member of the Gorsedd of the Bards and Wales’s national poet penned a tribute to him. Elfed Roberts really hated Mr Brunstrom, in fact Elfed Roberts fed stories to the Daily Mail about how everyone else hated Mr Brunstrom as well and how important it was that Mr Brunstrom should Go. It was Elfed who coined the description of Richard Brunstrom as ‘the mad mullah of the traffic Taliban’ – not of course that Elfed was at all bigoted, ignorant or held crude stereotypes of people who lived in Foreign Parts. Elfed Roberts left the North Wales Police himself after what was described to me as ‘a conversation about the privileges and perks that Elfed seemed to be enjoying’. Other people told me that Mr Brunstrom ‘kicked Elfed out for corruption’. The Daily Mail didn’t report that.

Arfon Jones recently signed a document of solidarity with the protesters in Catalonia.

 

A well-known and popular homeless man of Llandudno was found dead after going missing for days. He was being ‘supported’ by ARC – an organisation previously featured on this blog after winning an award from the paedophiles’ friend Arfon Jones. Nicola Jones the Coroner stressed that his death had ‘nothing to do’ with his homelessness – it could have happened to any of us. Except that it didn’t, it happened to the homeless man, in the same way that so many deaths in north Wales that Coroners rule to be completely unrelated to the appalling neglect of the local mental health services keep happening to people with mental health problems.

Police in North Wales tasered and nearly killed a man whom was ‘thought’ to be carrying a knife. The incident ie. near murder, was referred to the IPCC who have now cleared the North Wales Police. I note that it was not confirmed that the man who was nearly killed HAD been carrying a knife – just that it was ‘reported’ that he ‘had been seen’ with a large knife. Had the man actually been carrying the knife as reported, I’m fairly sure that this would have been stressed. So the police very nearly killed an innocent man and have now been given a clean bill of health by the IPCC. Years ago in England police shot dead man after a member of the public reported seeing him walking down the street carrying a shotgun- the shotgun that was spotted had actually been a chair leg…

 

The  crisis of austerity is really beginning to bite in Wales. Councils in Wales have been told by Carwyn Jones that the Welsh Gov’t is so short of money after limited settlements from Westminster that if the NHS in Wales receives yet more money the Councils will have to make drastic cuts. The Councils are squealing loudly about the prospect of closing down all non-essential services and still not having enough money to run schools. One Council leader has entertainingly lectured the NHS and told them that they could learn good money management from Councils, because of course Councils never spend their money in the manner of a drunken sailor themselves and the Councillors have never fiddled their expenses or indulged in misconduct. Not even those on Anglesey, one of whom inexplicably became very rich indeed and then went to prison.

I think that the NHS must be following a plan to give the Councillors ammunition, because days after the Councillors declared war on the NHS – the scammers in these ‘services’ had previously enjoyed very cosy relationships, particularly where screwing money out of the Welsh Gov’t for causes like CAIS had been concerned – a report stated that the Betsi doesn’t know what to do with itself because it had planned a £25 million overspend but now it realises that the overspend will be £50 million instead.

How exactly does one ‘plan’ for an overspend of 25 million and expect to be taken seriously???

Days later, a local people held a protest outside of a meeting of the Betsi Board about the lack of GP services in Wrexham.

 

Both the London-based media and the Welsh media have reported so many NHS cock-ups leading to fatalities that I haven’t got the scope to cover them all on the blog. A teenaged boy in south Wales hung himself after being refused help for mental health problems and scores of Top Doctors from England have ended up in hot water for various matters, including domestic violence as well as the standard catalogue of neglect and misconduct.

 

This morning Guardian Online has published an article by Gaby Hinsliffe praising Baroness Jean Trumpington on feminist grounds. The article maintains that Trumpers would have known how to deal with Harvey Weinstein. One of the many comments that follows my post ‘Wheels Within Wheels Or Flies Drawn To The Same Incestuously Corrupt Shithouse?’ outlines how Trumpers also knew a great deal about the abuse of children and mental health patients by the state, but Trumpers said nothing. Trumpers was also a big supporter of Jeremy Thorpe – although ironically she hated poofs. The high spot of Trumpers’ career came when she was Under-Secretary of State at the DHSS in 1987 – it was Trumpers who appointed Jimmy Savile to the Management Board of Broadmoor. Somehow Trumpers’ name has been completely kept out of the Savile business – Edwina Currie and Ken Clarke took the flack, but dear old Trumpers  was the one who did the dirty deed.

Trumpers et al ‘not knowing’ about Savile and all the associated shit is a pretty similar phenomenon to the current denouncing of Harvey Weinstein. It was explained on the radio that although Angela Jolie ‘knew about Weinstein’ (as indeed did everyone who worked with him), she couldn’t speak out because of the ‘stage of her career’ and the ‘place where she was’ when she found out what he was up to. Could that stage in her career and place where she was possibly have been realising that if one had sex with Weinstein, one’s career would go a very long way indeed? And that one could even end up as a Professor of Practice at the LSE without needing any qualifications at all? Or as an Ambassador for Women with the UN?

 

 

A Vampire At Glyndwr University!

The Daily Post is tremendously excited after discovering that a senior lecturer at Glyndwr University is an ‘expert’ on vampires, has published on the subject and even appeared on daytime TV. The Post has got it’s teeth into this story because a PhD student of the lecturer concerned is claiming compensation for ‘work related stress’ and is maintaining that there is a ‘health and safety issue’ at stake. Allegations have been made that after a lecture on vampires, a student cut themselves and licked the cut to taste the blood.

I’ll declare an interest in this story now. The lecturer concerned is Dr Emyr Williams and I know Emyr very well. I became friends with him when were both doing our PhDs at Bangor University and I remained close friends with him for years although I haven’t seen him recently because I was forced to leave north Wales after extreme harassment from the paedophiles’ friends. Dr Emyr Williams is not and never has been a ‘vampire’, as the lurid story in the Post speculates. Emyr is a psychologist of religion and his first degree was in theology. His PhD was actually on the beliefs and attitudes of people attending Bangor Cathedral, but Emyr is very bright, very inquiring and he also became interested in the beliefs of people who follow alternative spritualities -and yes, there are people in the UK who claim to be vampires. Emyr is now one of the leading authorities on this. That has nothing to do with being a vampire. Glyndwr University were very keen to employ Emyr – the institution is seriously short on high achieving academics and they bit his arm off when he showed an interest in working there. Emyr is also a whizz at stats, which very few academics are unless they are actually statisticians. This means that Emyr can spot bad research when he sees it or research that is trying to mislead and there is a lot of that about. As for ‘work related stress’ – if there is work related stress at Glyndwr and from what I used to hear there was always plenty of that, it will not be emanating from Emyr. He shows a concern for the well-being of his students and colleagues way beyond that usually found in universities. Indeed that is how I became such good friends with Emyr. Whilst the paedophiles’ friends harassed and threatened me, spread vicious rumours about me, rang up my PhD supervisor and dripped poison into his ear, drove cars in my direction very fast very carelessly and then had me arrested because the Chair of the North West Wales NHS Trust Elfed Roberts was ‘fed up’ of my complaints about the mental health services and was cross because I had pink hair and had called his ludicrous car a penismobile, Emyr was the best friend that one could have had. He could see exactly what was going on and like the Hergest Whistleblower and a few others who stood by me, reassured me that the appalling behaviour of these people said nothing about me.

It speaks volumes about Glyndwr that it is Emyr who has found himself at the centre of a storm there. Glyndwr University is a troubled institution and it has been for years. There are a number of other academics there who like Emyr are high performing both in terms of their research and their teaching, but Glyndwr has found itself at the bottom of the league tables ever since it was created but they don’t have enough staff like Emyr. Glyndwr has tried to construct itself as an institution which is vocationally based, but there are massive problems with that claim as well. I don’t know anything about the engineering side of Glyndwr, but I do know about the ‘health and social care’ side – we’re back to the paedophiles’ friends again. The institution is teaming with ‘experts’ in health and social care who have previously worked in or been very well aware of the practices of the dreadful ‘services’ in north Wales and their penchant for neglecting and abusing patients. But none of them will say a word. My post ‘Last Man Standing’ details the background of Dr Wulf Livingstone, a senior lecturer in social work there – Livingstone knows so much about the misconduct of the ‘services’ that he probably should make his way to the police station and give a statement. A few years ago Glyndwr was running a ‘substance abuse’ course for people who wanted to work with drug users. Except that it seemed that people with the backgrounds and skills necessary for that work were being turned down for places – whilst places were offered to people who were drug users themselves. Why are we not surprised? The ‘substance abuse’ business in north Wales is dominated by CAIS, the ‘charity’ run by the paedophiles’ friends Dafydd and Lucille and some of their ‘peer support workers’ are dealing to their ‘clients’. As Brown observed, no-one in north Wales would want a drugs worker who could actually do the job properly, because they’d see straight through CAIS and get more than a few of them arrested.

Glyndwr University has a history from which it has not escaped. It was previously known as NEWI, the North East Wales Institute and before that, Cartrefle College. Read the biographies of the paedophiles and their friends as described in the Waterhouse Report – again and again they had ‘trained’ at Cartrefle College. The thugs on the ground battering and sexually assaulting the kids in care in north Wales had qualifications from Cartrefle College but their managers frequently had qualifications from Bangor University, Liverpool University or Salford College of Technology. The lawyers and judges who protected them all were often graduates of Aberystwyth and the Top Doctors sitting on the heap of shit were frequently graduates of Liverpool Medical School. There was a very obvious pattern. Somebody was employed at Cartrefle College giving qualifications to that bunch of monsters – and that somebody will have been subsumed into NEWI when it was formed and then into Glyndwr University. Even if they are now retired, it will be the usual phenomenon – they’ll still be in touch with former students and associates who will not yet have retired, they’ll be pulling the strings and back-scratching and everyone will be quietly reminded of exactly how many reputations and careers will go tits-up or indeed how many now elderly people could die in prison if the vow of silence is broken. What happened in children’s homes in north Wales is now receding into history, a lot of the politicians and judges involved are dead and those we know and love are fully aware that if they can keep the lid on it for another ten years or so they’ll be home and dry. Pensions and reputations intact. Of course nearly all the kids who were in the homes and the patients of the paedophiles’ prisons – the North Wales Hospital and Garth Angharad – are now dead, having met unfortunate premature deaths.

People living and working in north Wales have long since been fascinated by the tales of madness and serious mismanagement that leaked out of Glyndwr University. The centre of the most florid stories was Professor Mike Scott, the former Vice-Chancellor. People looked on in wonder and asked each other how much longer the chaos could be allowed to continue – staff told stories of Mike Scott giving crazed lectures to the staff en masse, of Scott telling barefaced lies and of rumours that the University was known to be virtually bankrupt but Scott nonetheless was spending like a drunken sailor on bizarre plans. One of the most notorious was Mike Scott’s plan to establish a ‘corridor of knowledge’ – he purchased some sheds along the side of a road in Wrexham in pursuit of this plan, but somehow it never really got off the ground. One of the Biggest Mysteries in north Wales also involves Mike Scott – whilst it was widely alleged that Glyndwr was flat on it’s back breathing it’s last financially, Mike Scott purchased the Racecourse which was next to the University for nearly two million quid – no-one could work out HOW. Allegations of financial corruption flew…He paid a lot of money for the sheds as well. Even people who only fleetingly met Mike Scott never forgot him – someone who shook hands with him described it as like shaking hands ‘with a wet fish’. But then I discovered that Scott had previous. Before being given his own university to destroy, he had been a PVC at De Montfort University – and had really screwed up there. Whilst Scott was at De Montfort he announced plans to establish an ‘axis of knowledge’ passing through three countries (I think the countries involved were England, Wales and Ireland), a bit like Hitler’s expansionist plans a few decades ago. People marvelled at how, after the DMU years, Scott was ever actually given any sort of job at NEWI, let alone given responsibility for running the place. It was alleged that NEWI was such a train wreck that the Welsh Gov’t were desperate for it to ‘merge’ with another institution, but no other college would touch them with a barge pole. Whilst he was wreaking havoc in Wrexham, there was another truly fascinating anecdote circulating about Mike Scott. Some of the older staff at Bangor University claimed to know the man who failed Mike Scott’s PhD in times past. I was told that Scott had done a PhD in English years ago, but he failed his viva and had to resubmit, which is why so many at Bangor looked on in horror at what he was allowed to do in Wrexham.

I know that readers will be fully aware that much of this can be interpreted as academics sneering at other institutions and their alleged follies and of course an awful lot of that goes on. Brown always used to say ‘when you work in a university you hear the most appalling things about people and you must never believe a word of it. But you must never be naïve enough not to listen’. But the reason that there was so much interest in what was going on in Wrexham was that someone somewhere was allowing this to happen – and public money was being squandered on a very large scale. Where was the accountability?

So what about the governance of Glyndwr University? Let’s take a look.

The current Chancellor of Glyndwr University is Trefor Jones CBE; he took up the post in Jan 2016. Trevor is described as having a ‘long and distinguished relationship with NEWI’ – he was their Chair. Trefor Jones was the Lord Lieutenant of Clwyd 2001-2012. He took his duties seriously – when HM the Queen and went to visit Flint, Trefor met her at Flint station! (Flint station is a dreadfully grotty place, I’m gobsmacked that Her Maj ever agreed to alight there.) Readers will understand why my interest was piqued when I saw that Trefor had been appointed to this post – this blog is full of the names of the paedophiles’ friends who ended up as Lord Lieutenants or Deputy Lieutenants. So who is Trefor?

Trefor Jones grew up in Rhyl and started his working life as an apprentice at what is now called Airbus at Broughton. He eventually became Chair and CEO of Pilkington Optronics. In 2000 Pilkington won a contract worth millions to supply the Royal Netherlands Army. I note that the new Vice-Chancellor of Glyndwr, Professor Maria Hinfelaar, is described as a ‘Dutch national’. Now that could well be of no significance – but continue reading this post.

Trefor has many varied interests. He was or is Chairman of the North Wales Area Committee; was or is the Chair of Celtec; was or is a member of the Welsh Industrial Development Advisory Board; was or is the Chair of the North Wales Economic Forum; was the Deputy Chair of the WDA (see post ‘Corruption Bay Special’ for background on the infamous WDA); he was or is the Chair of Clwyd Justices Advisory Committee; he has just stepped down from his role as Chair of St Kentigerns Hospice. Now perhaps he is, as the local media reassures us, simply a man who has dedicated his life to public service in north Wales. But guess what else Trefor was? He was a member of Clwyd Health Authority. So Trevor knew that Dafydd and Gwynne the lobotomist of the North Wales Hospital were unlawfully banging people up who crossed the paths of the paedophile gang. Trefor will have been one of the people who ignored the numerous complaints about patients being assaulted, sexually abused and fleeced of their money. He was part of the Health Authority that did not investigate complaints about those matters. As a member of that Health Authority he will have known the other people named on this blog who as members of both the Health Authority and Clwyd Social Services were directly involved in concealing the abuse in children’s homes in Clwyd. After the abolition of Clwyd Health Authority, Trefor continued with an NHS role – he was Vice-Chairman of Conwy and Denbighshire NHS Trust. So he will have had domain over those notoriously dreadful wards for the elderly in Ysbyty Glan Clwyd then.

Trefor had fingers in many pies and was at the top of one of the biggest businesses in north Wales. He is someone who could have spoken up about the wrongdoing. But he didn’t.

More about those pies. When Trefor was appointed Lord Lieutenant, the Clerk to the Lord Lieutenant Colin Everett – who doubled up as CEO of Flintshire County Council – announced in Jan 2009 that Tefor had appointed numerous Deputy Lieutenants. Among them were Judge Roger Dutton, Lady Susan Langford, Michael Peters and Professor Mike Scott. Lady Susan Langford is President of St Kentigerns, the hospice of which Trefor has just stopped being Chairman! Lady Susan’s husband, Lord Geoffrey Langford, is a Patron of St Kentigerns. Michael Peters I believe is better known as Mike Peters, the rock star from the band The Alarm. Mike Peters and his wife Jules are probably the most effective PR people that Ysbyty Glan Clwyd has. Mike Peters famously developed testicular cancer and has spent the years since raising money and extolling the wonders of the hospital which saved his life. Presumably the Top Doctors didn’t tell Mike that testicular cancer has a very low mortality rate and that nearly all patients survive, even if they are treated in a hospital with a reputation as bad as Ysbyty Glan Clwyd. A recent press release informed us that Jules has now been diagnosed with breast cancer. I think that someone ought to tell her just how big the problems are in YGC and give her the chance to be treated elsewhere, because breast cancer has a much higher mortality rate than testicular cancer. As for Professor Michael Scott – well we know all about him…

So who sits on the governing body of Glyndwr University? I had a look at the University website and the Governor’s Register of Interests 2016/17 and this is what I discovered. The governors include:

Celia Jenkins. In 2013 Celia was the High Sheriff of Clwyd. She was originally from Cheshire – the stomping ground of Sir Peter Morrison MP and all those who kept quiet about him molesting children (see post ‘    ‘). Celia is the Deputy Chair of the North East Wales Magistrates Bench, the Chair of the North East Wales Magistrates Panel, a member of the Wrexham Youth Justice Management Board, a member of the Lord Chancellor’s Committee for Clwyd and a member of the Executive Committee of the League of Friends Robert Jones and Agnes Hunt Foundation Hospital. Celia’s spouse is a member of the Council of Chester University and a Board Member of the Llangollen International Eisteddfod. Previous posts have mentioned people involved in the abuse of children in north Wales who trained at Chester College – which became Chester University – and the paedophiles’ friends who were or are involved with the Llangollen International Eisteddfod, including the daddy of the biggest cover-up, Sir Ronald Waterhouse.

Barrie Jones. Barrie is the Editorial Director of NWW media – he joined the ‘family owned Board of Directors’ in 2010. This is the North Wales Weekly News Group, which published illustrious local titles including the North Wales Weekly News and Wrexham Leader. Barrie worked for those newpapers back in the 80s. When those papers had a penchant for printing flattering articles about Dr Dafydd Alun Jones rather than what was really happening inside of the North Wales Hospital. I very much doubt that the victims of the paedophiles’ were given much of a voice in those titles either. Barrie is involved with the journalism course at Glyndwr!

Gill Kreft. Gill is married to the well-known Mario Kreft and they own the Pendine Park empire, a substantial business involving care homes for the elderly and those with dementia. Gill is listed as a Director and shareholder of a number of the businesses that she and Mario run. She is also a Director of DBS Disclosures Services Ltd, a Director of Gwarchod Properties Ltd and a Trustee of the Social Care Institute of Excellence. The Social Care Institute of Excellence is now a standing joke in the wake of recent revelations as to the reality of much ‘social care’ in the UK. Gill also has a role with the Academy of Care Practitioners Ltd and Care Forum Wales.

Gill’s husband is very high profile in Wales and appears in the media regularly raising concerns regarding the lack of funding for social care. He certainly sounds much more compus mentis than many other people involved in that area of business in north Wales, although I don’t know anyone who’s ever worked for him so I don’t know what the reality is. His business is certainly very substantial and seems to be expanding rapidly, in spite of his pleas of living on the breadline and being unable to afford to pay his staff anything higher than the legal minimum. I note that Gill lists her interests as opera and exotic travel, such a viewing mountain gorillas. Opera and luxury holidays to the Virunga National Park don’t come cheap. I doubt that the care assistants at Pendine Park can afford such pastimes.

Rebecca Maxwell. Corporate Director of the Economy and Public Realm at Denbighshire County Council. In 2003 was Head of Children’s Services for Stirling Council. Prior to this, Rebecca had a ‘thirteen year career in the NHS in a variety of strategic and operational roles in England and Scotland’. Advisor to the North Wales Economic Ambition Board.

Paul McGrady. Has lived in Wrexham since 1977 – he was there when the paedophile gang in the Wrexham children’s homes was doing it’s worst than. Paul works at Wrexham County Borough Council as an accountant. That’s the Wrexham County Borough Council who were involved in the fiddle that I have previously blogged about which ensured that Dafydd and Lucille’s charity CAIS landed the contract for ‘service user involvement’ across the whole of north Wales then. Paul has previous – in 2005 he was Head of Finance and Assests for Denbighshire County Council. Denbighshire County Council has featured on the blog previously regarding irregularities in the funds – on some occasions the funds weren’t there. In 2015 Paul was appointed a Director of CCG, the ‘social landlord’ that was formed when the housing stock of Gwynedd County Council was transferred. The CCG who continues to employ the same staff who fiddled and embezzled when they were employed by the housing dept in Gwynedd County Council (see post ‘News Round-Up, March 24 2017’), the CCG that is the subject of constant serious complaints and media exposes.

Judy Owen. Judy is a Trustee/Director of St Kentigerns Hospice – that’s right, the hospice from which Trefor has just stepped down as Chairman! Judy joined Pilkington P.E. Ltd in 1973 and progressed to the role of site accountant. So she was an employee of Trefor’s then – and was responsible for the dosh. In 1999 she left Pilkington to work for Euro DPC at Llanberis, where she became finance director. I used to live near Euro DPC and they became a legend. When they first opened their doors in 1991 or 1992, they placed big adverts in the local papers telling local people how many ‘opportunities’ would be available. The employment situation in the area was dire, so everyone – including me – beat a path to their door. What a shock we had. The ‘international biotech company’ who had told the world that there would be well-paid managerial and scientific jobs in Llanberis was indeed seeking managers and scientists, but they had no intention of paying managers and scientists professional salaries, at least if those managers and scientists were local. I was offered the grand sum of £6000 pa after replying to an advert for scientists with postgrad qualifications and experience and the son of someone else I know was offered a similar pittance when he applied for a managerial position. When I asked why they were offering their scientists and technicians such poor pay they cheerily told me that the ‘market rate’ in Gwynedd dictated the salaries on offer. Euro DPC also had a plant in Oxford – where people doing exactly the same jobs as in Llanberis were paid very much more. I knew of one person who moved from Gwynedd to Oxford to do exactly the same job for much higher pay. Because Euro DPC paid sheepshaggers less. I that bet Euro DPC received ‘funding’ from the WDA to set that plant up in Llanberis as well. Do you want to tell us what was going on in that company Judy? Euro DPC played fast and loose with Health and Safety as well. One of the students that I did teacher training with in 2000/01 was partially blind. She’d been a chemist at Euro DPC in Llanberis, there’d been an accident and chemicals had got into her eye – there was no first aider on the premises and a manager refused to take her to Ysbyty Gwynedd for a check up. She suffered damage to her sight.

Phil Storrow. Phil is Head of a Dept at Glyndwr. He used to work at British Aerospace, just like Trefor. Phil is also a Director of Optic Glyndwr Ltd and of Glyndwr Innovations Ltd. So he is a Head of Dept at Glyndwr, a Director of two businesses owned by the University and a member of the University’s governing body – having previously worked for a company that the University’s Chancellor is associated with. Phil is also a Trustee of the Chester Childbirth Appeal. I don’t know what that is all about – although no doubt Trefor Jones will be involved somewhere – but the Countess of Chester Hospital has received an awful lot of bad publicity recently after it was revealed that the care was shite and a number of babies died unnecessarily. But then the maternity care at that hospital was not what it should have been for many years, but no-one piped up.

David Subbachi. Yet another Magistrate – David has sat on the Wrexham and Denbigh Benches for twenty years and was Chair of the Denbigh Bench. He is a former member of the Lord Chancellor’s Advisory Committee for North Wales on the selection and recruitment of Magistrates and a member of the Welsh Bench Chair’s Forum as well as the National Council for Magistrates’ Association. David’s career was spent as a civil servant in the Valuation Office Agency. He is a governor of Ysgol Morgan Llwyd Wrexham and a former governor of St Mary’s RC School, Wrexham. David’s wife is Chair of Offa Community Council.

Vincent Ryan. He was born and educated in Wrexham, but he won’t have been one of the kids who grew up in a children’s home there. He has a law degree from Cardiff University and in 1981 joined Allington Hughes Solicitors, becoming a partner with the firm in 1988. He stayed until 2009. So he was a local lawyer both whilst the paedophile ring raged and throughout the Waterhouse cover-up then. Which explains why he’s the Chair of Trustees of the Wrexham Diocesan Protection Management Committee. Vincent is an employment judge at employment tribunals.

Brian Everett. Brian has spent his career in UCU (Universities and Colleges Union). He is an employment judge in employment tribunals as well. Brian is a Director of Bevere H Consulting and the Chair of Wrexham RC Diocesan Safeguarding Commission. He is also a Trustee of the CAB. As is Lucille Hughes, the woman who was named in the Waterhouse Report as knowing that a paedophile ring was operating in the social services but failed to act, whilst she was Director of Gwynedd Social Services. Brian is Trustee and Chair of the Charles Lloyd Foundation.

Neil Ashbridge.  Neil is a non-executive Director of Cartrefi Conwy and Vice-Chair of Disability Wales. He is a member of the Liverpool Cathedral Finance Committee; a member of Liverpool Hope University’s Executive Advisory Board; a member of Oxford University’s Business Economy Project Advisory Board; a member of the Welsh Industrial Development Advisory Board; a Director of the Board of West Cheshire and North Wales Chamber of Commerce; the Chair of Liverpool Chamber of Commerce.

Professor Sandra Jowett. Sandra is Vice-Chair of the National Open College Network; a non-executive Director of Pennine Care NHS Foundation Trust; an Emeritus Professor at the University of Cumbria. Her son works for KPMG, London.

Tim Mitchell. Tim is a Director of McLintocks, Wrexham; a Director of the recently formed North Wales Crusaders Rugby League team, based at Glyndwr University Racecourse Stadium; the Hon Sec of the Chester and North Wales Society of Chartered Accountants.

Askar Sheibani. A Director of Deeside Business Forum Ltd; Group CEO Comtek Network Systems Ltd; a member of the Alyn and Deeside Constituency Labour Party.

Dr Colin Stuhlfelder. Colin is a Senior Lecturer in the Built Environment at Glyndwr University. He is also a Board member of Riverside Mersey North Housing Provider.

Emma Perrin. Emma’s spouse works at Airbus Operations at Broughton. Trefor’s former employers.

 

Well, there we have it. Perhaps I ought to open a competition for readers to see who can spot the highest number of conflicts of interest among that lot – before anyone does yet more research on the organisations that I’ve mentioned. The over-riding impression is of a group of people many of whom have worked for or with Trefor Jones or are involved in charitable causes or local authorities with which he has connections and who are in a position to do favours for or benefit from Glyndwr University. Many of whom are involved in the criminal justice system, which must be a dream for the paedophiles’ friends who are still cluttering up the region.

One further point about the organs of government at Glyndwr University. They have a senior member of staff, James Dawson – who has a famous brother-in-law. Dawson’s brother-in-law is John McTernan, the Rottweiler and former Director of Political Operations for Tony Blair! I have blogged about how Dawson left his previous job at Bangor University under a cloud after trying to steal a number of computers. One of which was mine, with lots and lots of info on it concerning the wrongdoing of the north Wales mental health services and how Blair’s Gov’t was keeping that as well as many other mental health scandals quiet (see post ‘When Showbiz Meets Politics’).

 

Having had a taste of what Trefor Jones got up to in his roles as Lord Lieutenant and Chancellor of Glyndwr University, I thought that I’d check out what might have been going on at St Kentigerns Hospice, where he was Chairman until literally a few days ago. I prioritised identifying who are Trustees and Patrons.

Trustees include:

Lady Susan Langford, the President. I have provided details re Susan earlier.

Judy Owen, Treasurer. That’s the Judy described earlier – who used to work as the accountant for Trefor’s company and then worked as the finance director for the dodgy Euro DPC.

Professor Mari Lloyd Williams. Mari is a Top Doctor specialising in palliative care who works at the University of Liverpool North West Cancer Centre. She has served on the fitness to practice and professional conduct committees of the GMC; on the HEFCW (Higher Education Funding Council for Wales) and UKHEAC committees 2006-12; was appointed by the Welsh Assembly Gov’t to the Review of Governance in HE in Wales; was a member of the Advisory Group under Chair Sir Adrian Webb into the Future of Higher Education in North East Wales; Chairs the Tenovus Cancer Charity Psychosocial Grants Committee. With all those connections to healthcare research and HE, presumably Mari could help Glyndwr University out if she wanted to. She’s also been in a position to decide what fate should befall the dreadful Top Doctors of north Wales should the GMC ever decide to place any of them in front of a Tribunal.

David Gozzard. David is a retired Consultant Haematologist from Ysbyty Glan Clwyd, a position that he achieved in 1988. He was Clinical Director of Pathology and was Medical Director of the Conwy and Denbighshire NHS Trust – Trefor was Vice-Chairman! After the Conwy and Denbighshire NHS Trust evolved into the North Wales NHS Trust – yet another reorganisation in a desperate attempt to stop the regional NHS killing people and it’s staff/managers siphoning off NHS funds – David became Medical Director of the new organisation. David was also Chair of the North Wales Medical Committee 2001-04.

Having been Clinical Director of Pathology in Ysbyty Glan Clwyd, David might be able to clear up a long-standing puzzle. In the summer of 1991 I had one of my many Bizarre Experiences. I had moved back to north Wales to live and I applied for a job in the path labs of Ysbyty Glan Clwyd. I was called for interview and faced a panel of three people. One man was someone from IT who was obviously the brightest on the panel but was the most junior in the hierarchy in terms of jobs, the other was a senior person from the lab staff – could it have been David Gozzard? – and the other was a most extraordinary man, even by the standards of north Wales, a Top Doctor called Binns-Smith. I should have realised that I was in for a fun time, because before I was called in for the interview I was sat in a waiting area near to some workmen who were working on the ceiling. An enormous man with a huge belly, no jacket, open-necked shirt and no tie emerged from an office nearby and started bellowing at the men working on the ceiling, hurling insults about the ‘average British workman’ no less. I presumed that he must have been their foreman, particularly as he was in possession of the stereotypical builder’s bum as his trousers started to descend whilst he yelled at the workmen. Then I noticed that not only were his trousers descending, but his flies were undone so in total quite an expanse of ancient white Y fronts were on display. He turned to me and asked if I was waiting for interview – this man it transpired was Dr Binns-Smith, head of pathology ay Ysbyty Glan Clwyd.

I followed Binns-Smith into the interview room with him still bellowing about British workmen. As I sat down, one of the others on the ‘panel’ gave me a very strained smile and simply said ‘portent’. Binns-Smith didn’t respond, but then introduced me to the IT man, making a joke about him being so lowly in the workforce but of course ‘everybody calls him the boss’. Binns-Smith commented that he had noted from my CV that I had a postgrad degree from and had worked in the London medical schools. He then launched into a rant about how his son had applied for a place in the London medical schools but had been rejected by all of them and the trouble was that medical schools were full of ‘cabbage patch socialism’ (whatever that is) and that his son’s teachers had advised him to apply for other courses after clearing but he wasn’t having his son doing an ‘arty farty’ course. This man was clearly both mad and offensive and was obviously embarrassing the other ‘interviewers’ who sat there without saying a word. I did wonder what his son was like – could he perhaps actually keep his trousers up, unlike his father? Was he as obnoxious as dad, or was he truly oppressed, having been told by his father to apply for medicine when he wasn’t able to gain the high grades needed? After about ten minutes of this, I decided that I really didn’t want to work for this lunatic, so I told Binns-Smith that I was leaving. As I walked out, I heard him bellowing at the other two men ‘gentlemen, this interview is over’. I expected the mother of all insulting letters afterwards, but I never heard another thing. I asked around, but no-one I knew was acquainted with Binns-Smith. Unlike Dafydd who regularly hit the media, I never saw any references to Binns-Smith in the local papers either. I have tried googling him since then, but nothing. Some years after my encounter with him, I did of course start hearing stories that Ysbyty Glan Clwyd was every bit as dangerous, corrupt and mismanaged as Ysbyty Gwynedd and that people were being misdiagnosed and dying when they shouldn’t have been. In the light of who was running their pathology dept I cannot say that I was surprised. Binns-Smith wasn’t the average British workman but he was only marginally worse than the average north Wales Top Doctor. If David Gozzard gets to read this blog and fancies meeting up, I’d dearly love to hear the many anecdotes that I know will have circulated around Ysbyty Glan Clwyd about that man.

St Kentigerns Hospice has a number of Patrons, one of whom is Colonel Lord Geoffrey Langford, Susan’s husband!  Lord Langford was identified as being 100 years old in an article about him a few years ago, so I’d be surprised if he was still alive. He spent his career in the British Army and inherited the family seat at Rhuddlan from a member of his extended family who had died without children. He married a number of times, the last time in 1975 to Susan. Who was then Susan Denham from Wrexham. I presume that Susan is quite a bit younger than Colonel Lord. Colonel Lord’s heir was listed as being his son, Owain Grenville Rowley-Conwy, who married a Joanna Featherstone. I presume that Owain is now Lord Langley. I note that after Trefor Jones finished his stint as Lord Lieutenant of Clwyd, the next Lord Lieutenant was someone Featherstone. It just has to be one of Joanna’s relatives doesn’t it.

One recent media article reporting that Trefor Jones was standing down as Chair of St Kentigerns after seven years mentioned that St Kentigerns was ‘saved’ solely by Trefor a few years ago when it faced bankruptcy. There were no details of how Trefor raised the money needed to save it – which will have been considerable. Trefor won’t have had it in his piggy bank. Perhaps Judy Owens – the Treasurer of St Kentigens, the former accountant of Trefor’s company and the former finance director of Euro DPC – might like to tell us.

 

I’m going to terrify readers a bit more now. Whilst I was searching for info on Trefor – I’ve only carried out a very brief search, God knows how much else I’d find if I spent a few days on it – I cam across Trefor’s name in Hansard no less. Trefor’s name appears in a document that was prepared in March 2008 and submitted to the Welsh Affairs Committee when the Committee were considering the provision of cross-border health services for Wales. The document is entitled ‘Memorandum Submitted By Huw Thomas And Colleagues’ beneath which are the words ‘submission from a group of retired people who have played a prominent role in the NHS and public life in North Wales’. The document is a lengthy, furious response to the proposals by Edwina Hart, the then Minister for Health, to redirect elective neurosurgery patients away from The Walton Centre in Liverpool to the Morriston Hospital in Swansea. I hadn’t seen this document before, but I remember that row very well. It happened as the Top Doctors and their associates in north Wales were doing their utmost to bring Edwina down. They really loathed her. The charge from the GPs was led by Dr Eamonn Jessup, who at the time was displaying a Facebook group on his Facebook page entitled ‘higher pay for doctors’. Dr Richard Tranter, lately of the Hergest Unit, was telling his patients that Edwina wanted patients referred to the Morriston because it was near her constituency. Tranter was also telling his patients to write to their AMs and MPs to complain about the NHS. Did Tranter ever tell patients to do this some years previously when the Hergest Unit were framing patients who had complained and presided over one of the highest suicide rates in the UK? No, he only did it when the Top Doctors began their co-ordinated campaign against Edwina.

The ‘memorandum’ bangs on at great length, presenting what it believes is a clinical case for continuing to refer patients to The Walton Centre. I note that the memorandum isn’t only fighting on behalf of The Walton Centre – it is also angrily maintaining that patients should not be referred to Cardiff and that referrals from north Wales should continue to Alder Hey Children’s Hospital, Broadgreen Cardio-Thoracic Centre, Manchester Royal Infirmary Cardiac Centre and Robert Jones and Agnes Hunt Gobowen (spinal injuries and specialist orthopaedics).

Now there are a great many arguments for and against sending patients from north Wales to either the north west of England or to Cardiff or Swansea for complex specialist treatment. But what I’m interested in is who signed that ‘memorandum’ along with Trefor. Because I recognised a lot of those names. Many of them are names that can be found on the early medical records of mine that my lawyer had to go to the High Court to extract. They are the names of people whom I had never met and in many cases whom I did not know existed – but they were all part of the effort to have me either banged up in a secure hospital on the grounds of my ‘dangerousness’ which was predicated entirely on statements made by Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) which they knew were untrue, or prosecuted for offences which they knew that I had not committed. Many of the names were also advising on how not to investigate my complaints concerning the criminal activities of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones, Dr Tony Francis and the staff of Gwynedd Social Services. Francis, Jones and Gwynedd Social Services were at the time facilitating and concealing the paedophile ring. I also recognised some of the names from archive material dating from the late 80s – they were the names of the people who were running Gwynedd Health Authority so badly that the Health Authority was bankrupt, the Welsh Office had sent a hit squad in and David Hunt, the Secretary of State for Wales, was writing letters to them himself.

The following names were the names that I recognised:

Dr Cedric Davies, former Director of Public Health Medicine, Gwynedd Health Authority. Cedric was on very chummy terms with Tony Francis and was part of a plot to incarcerate me in the Caswell Clinic in south Wales – although I was living and working in London.

Noreen Edwards, former Chairman of Gwynedd Health Authority. Noreen was cc’d into most letters about me. David Hunt wrote to Noreen Edwards regarding the ‘crisis’ in Gwynedd Health Authority – which had been caused by her and her mates.

Professor Robert Owen, former Consultant Orthopaedic Surgeon at Robert Jones and Agnes Hunt Hospital Gobowen and Professor of Orthopaedics at Liverpool University. Robert Owen was the Medical Ombudsman for the Welsh Office who organised the cover-up led by Professor Robert Bluglass after I complained about the criminal conduct of Dafydd et al (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’). I now have documents demonstrating that doctors who were not part of my complaint and whom I was no longer being ‘treated’ by were communicating with Robert Owen without my knowledge, outside the parameters of the ‘investigation’ and were communicating with him about this at his home in Colwyn Bay. (By the way on an earlier post I stated that Robert Owen was a surgeon and prof at Cardiff – I had always presumed that, because I met him in Cardiff and of course the letters from him had a Cardiff address on them, although it was obviously the Welsh Office’s address. The info in this post concerning Owen’s affiliations to Liverpool University and the Robert Jones and Agnes Hunt Hospital was supplied by Owen himself in the ‘memorandum’.)

Dr David Roberts, former Consultant in Public Health Medicine, Gwynedd Health Authority. David Roberts was cc’d into letters about me.

Hilary Stevens, former Chairman, Conwy and Denbighshire NHS Trust. I used to see Hilary in action when she was a member of the Betsi Board when the Betsi was first formed. She certainly wasn’t as mad or as obnoxious as many of those we know and love, but Hilary obviously didn’t have a grip on the Conwy and Denbighshire NHS Trust. Was this because Hilary was a normal human being who was unable to control a load of criminals, some of whom had concealed a paedophile ring? Or was Hilary a smiling devil with better social skills than the rest of them?

Professor Eric Sunderland, former Vice-Chancellor of Bangor University and Lord Lieutenant of Gwynedd. Professor Sunderland always struck me as being very establishment but not barking mad or corrupt. But he did run a University full of the paedophiles’ friends with Gwynne the lobotomist working in the Student Health Centre. Perhaps Eric was someone else who was surrounded by monsters whom he couldn’t control. Either way, he can’t have been completely Of Them because he never received a knighthood. Which everybody expected him to. I was told that Eric and his wife were deeply hurt by this lack of recognition and that Professor Sunderland Not Being Given A K was another north Wales conundrum. He should have taken it as a compliment – he obviously wasn’t friendly enough with the paedophiles’ friends. And if he’d been a child molester himself, he’d have been given a peerage and admitted into the highest echelons, along with Greville Janner.

Huw Thomas, former Chief Executive of Gwynedd Health Authority. Huw wrote me inane – and in the end rude – letters and failed to investigate the most serious of complaints. He was also writing the paedophiles’ friends letters about me – he was much friendlier to them than he was to me. Huw was Chief Exec of Gwynedd Health Authority at the time of the ‘crisis’ when David Hunt had words with Noreen.

The signatures of people unknown to me are:

Dr Pat Barry, former Consultant Anaesthetist, Ysbyty Gwynedd.

Mr Michael Crumplin, former Consultant Surgeon, Ysbyty Maelor.

Mr Chris Davies, former Consultant Surgeon, Ysbyty Glan Clwyd.

Dr Harry Edwards, former Consultant Anaesthetist, Ysbyty Gwynedd, Chair of Welsh Medical Committee.

Dr Ellen Emslie, former Consultant Dermatologist, Ysbyty Glan Clwyd.

Annwen Carey Evans, former High Sheriff, Gwynedd.

D.B. Carey Evans (no position given – presumably a nobody who was simply related to the High Sheriff, which was obviously quite enough to turn them into a somebody.)

Elizabeth Colwyn Foulkes.

Sir William Gladstone, former Lord Lieutenant of Clwyd.

Dr Jeffrey Green, former Consultant Cardiologist, Ysbyty Gwynedd.

Michael Griffiths, former Chairman, Clwyd Health Authority and Chairman, Conwy and Denbighshire NHS Trust.

Dr Idris Humphries, former GP and Chairman of Welsh General Medical Service’s Committee.

Mr O.M. Jonathon, former Consultant Surgeon, Ysbyty Glan Clwyd.

Professor David Jones, former Chief Nursing Officer, Gwynedd Health Authority and Professor of Nursing, Sheffield University.

Mr David Jones, former Consultant Orthopaedic Surgeon, Ysbyty Gwynedd and Great Ormond Street Children’s Hospital, London.

Dorothy Keddie, former Assistant Director of Nursing, North Wales Health Authority.

Mr Hywel Oliver, former Consultant Surgeon, Ysbyty Gwynedd.

Bill Owen, former Director of Finance, Gwynedd Health Authority.

Dr J. Gwyn Thomas, former GP and Chairman of Welsh Branch of Royal College of General Practitioners and Provost of Merseyside and North Wales Faculty of the Royal College of General Practitioners.

Dr Mari Thomas, former GP and Chairman of MENCAP Wales.

I do not know the above named, but I know from the positions that they were so proud to have held that they, variously, bankrupted a Health Authority, worked as leading Top Doctors in hospitals with appalling track records where serious mistakes were made which led to patients being maimed or killed, worked in a region where learning disabled people lived in dreadful conditions and were referred to as ‘cabbages’ by the managers of the ‘services’ supposedly caring for them, obstructed any attempts to improve services and declared all out war on patients who dared complain.

All of this lot who signed the ‘memorandum’ knew that terrible things were happening in the surgical depts of the local hospitals. They probably knew that the paediatrics dept of Ysbyty Gwynedd had such a dreadful reputation that there was an arrangement among local doctors that their own children would not be admitted there. Many of this lot also knew that there was a madman running the region’s psychiatric hospital, that he was sexually exploiting patients, that he was unlawfully incarcerating anyone who crossed the path of him or his criminal associates – of which there were many – and that some of those illegally incarcerated were literally never seen again. Oh and a lot of them will have known that a paedophile gang was operating in the children’s homes and that when the kids weren’t being beaten, starved or forced to work as free labour, they were being raped and buggered. This motley crew destroyed the fabric of north Wales – how did they believe that they had the right to send this foolish rubbish to Parliament and demand that they be listened to?

So why were this bunch of moribund old gits so desperate to get rid of Edwina and continue to send patients to hospitals where they had connections? Was it that they feared losing control of the vice-like grip that they had over the region and  – as with the employment of new staff from elsewhere  – they dreaded anyone uncovering evidence pointing to what they had done? Myself, I keep pondering on a truly nightmare scenario. I witnessed patients who were undoubtedly left to die after complaining about this shower – it was very obviously supposed to have happened to me as well. A number of us who refused to keep quiet have existed for years whilst being completely unable to access ANY medical treatment for any medical problem, no matter how painful or life threatening. We have found vicious rumours spread around the region about us and we found ourselves turfed out of jobs in bizarre circumstances. When we investigated, a member of the Cylch was always involved. People with businesses found themselves going out of business, even if they had previously been highly successful.

Some years ago, just before this almighty row erupted between Edwina and the paedophiles’ friends which hinged upon The Walton Centre, I knew of two people in north Wales who both developed brain tumours at about the same time. One was married to someone who was known to have had a bellyful of the paedophiles’ friends and would dearly have liked to see them brought down. The paedophiles’ friends themselves were doing everything that they could to shaft this person. The other person was a former social worker who had worked in this role when the paedophile gang were on the loose and undoubtedly knew what was happening. Both of these people were referred to Walton. The former social worker was operated on, made a slow but good recovery and still socialises with the paedophiles’ friends in retirement. The spouse of the person who was being targeted by the paedophiles’ friends was told that their tumour was inoperable and they subsequently died. Maybe that tumour was inoperable – but how would anyone ever know? I was told many things for many years – but once my lawyer obtained my medical records I discovered criminal conduct that shocked even me, I discovered that Top Doctors whom I always rated as being better than their colleagues and whom I liked and thought that I got on with well were ruthlessly using the fact that I trusted them to extract information about me and even people close to me in order to do as much damage to us as they could. I also found that the only two people who had actually dared stick their necks out to protect me had lost their jobs within months – after one was prosecuted and convicted of an indecent assault.

These people were involved in serious organised crime for years. And Edwina Hart knew all about – because I told her what was happening to me, as did a few other people. No wonder she wanted to put these fuckers out of action and stop them referring patients to their mates.

So to all the relatives of the people that they killed – have this blog as a free gift. I’ll name every single person whom I know was involved. Even those who spent time supping with HM the Queen. In fact, particularly those who spent time supping with HM the Queen.

The story dominating the news reports on the radio today has been the announcement that Alison Saunders (the DPP) is ordering the CPS to  prosecute trolls who send hate mail to others on social media. Female MPs in particular are waxing lyrical about this and Luciana Berger has been wheeled out on every news bulletin to tell us all how many nasty messages she gets and how they affected her mental health. I know that public figures -especially women – can be targeted by some deeply unpleasant people. Jess Phillips went public months ago on some of the online messages that she was receiving and read a few of them out – graphic descriptions of the various sexual tortures to which these sad bastards wanted to subject her. It is deeply, deeply unpleasant and it is not acceptable. But just look at what those we know and love have got away with and Alison Saunders and previous DPPs did nothing. In spite of the fact that back in the 90s, thousands and thousands of witness statements were taken and hundreds of people were identified as having abused children in care in north Wales. As for Luciana and her mental health – at one point Luciana was Jeremy Corbyn’s spokesperson on mental health. I was seriously underwhelmed by her complete failure to speak out about what actually happens to people in the mental health system. They die Luciana. Particularly if they have grown up in care and start talking about what happened to them.

 

There would seem to be many vampires in north Wales, particularly at Glyndwr University. But Dr Emyr Williams is not one of them. Emyr is a high achieving academic, someone who does not put himself first constantly and is a man of integrity. What on earth would north Wales want with one of them, it is hardly surprising that the writs are flying and the Daily Post is in overdrive.

 

 

 

MIND Are Out For Mental Health – Never For Themselves Of Course…

MRegular followers of this blog will know that I – and some of those commenting on my posts – have been bringing to public attention the appalling hypocrisy of MIND, an organisation claiming to be the ‘voice of the service user’ whilst concealing serious abuses in the mental health services and even entering into ‘partnerships’ with abusive services and individuals  (see posts such as ‘The Mysterious Silence Of MIND’, ‘Newly Discovered – Parabl’ and ‘The Commissioning Of Parabl – And Yet More History’).

I have explained that I first became aware of the corruption of MIND when I went down to see William Bingley, their Legal Director, in 1987 regarding the criminal activities of the north Wales mental health services. Bingley admitted that he knew all about the wrongdoing of Dr Dafydd Alun Jones and indeed he knew a lot more than I did. I gave Bingley yet more evidence re Jones et al but not only did Bingley continue to keep quiet regarding Dafydd and co but when Bingley later became Chief Exec of the Mental Health Act Commission, he and that organisation continued to collude with Dafydd and Dr Tony Francis (Dr X), although they knew about the continued illegal detention of people and abuse of the Mental Health Act in north Wales. I knew from my meeting with Bingley that he knew an awful lot about Dafydd – including the deaths in Dafydd’s ‘care homes’, the allegations that the wrongdoing in north Wales was linked to Freemasonry and the existence of Dafydd’s extensive ‘sex therapy’ practice and the possible purposes of that business. I have no idea whether Bingley knew that Dafydd et al were concealing the paedophile ring that was operating in north Wales at the time though – the paedophile ring that was concealed again at a higher level by Thatcher’s and Major’s Gov’ts. However before Bingley began working for MIND, he worked as a research assistant for Matthew Parris, A Tory MP who had previously worked as Thatcher’s correspondence secretary. A man whose autobiography told of his summer trips – in the company of friends – to a place in Italy that they named the ‘villa of shame’, where they would be visited by ‘boys’ whom Parris described as ‘always willing’. For more background on Parris and his connections, see post ‘A Pretty Classy Piece Of Operation’.

I had thought that I had previously dug up a substantial amount of shit and compromising info on MIND, but I’ve spent a bit of time doing more research on a few other key figures in that organisation and I’ve found much more worrying info – that organisation has been compromised for decades. Here are a few of the highlights that I have dug up.

The current Chief Exec is the disgusting Paul Farmer whom I have blogged about previously. Farmer’s reputation is plummeting fast as a result of his enthusiasm for MIND to land contracts from the Dept of Work and Pensions, contracts that are all about forcing ‘service users’ into employment that may well be unsuitable and for which they may well be too ill. Farmer’s enormous salary has also been made public by disability activists – he trousers in excess of £100k pa for his role as the Voice of the Service User – and I’m delighted to say that this unscrupulous git has been met with protests on his travels around the UK. I was expecting the BBC to wheel him out for him to give his comments regarding the latest round of bad news re the UK’s mental health services, but mercifully we were spared that for once. Had he done the rounds of the BBC studios perhaps somebody would have finally asked him why he and his lame organisation have kept so quiet about the crisis – which has been evident for many years. Of course Farmer also knew all about the criminal activities of the north Wales mental health services many years ago. When I wrote to Peter Hain in his capacity as Secretary of State for Wales in approx. 2005 giving him full details of what had happened to me t the hands of the mental health services, I cc’d the letter to the Chief Exec of Rethink (I didn’t cc it to MIND because I knew that they were ignoring what was happening in north Wales) – who at the time was one Paul Farmer. I never received a response, although a few months later Farmer then became Chief Exec of MIND!

But what of previous CEOs of MIND? Before Farmer, the CEO was Richard Brook, who was appointed in 2001. Brook was CEO when I e mailed MIND HQ about the assaults being carried out by Hergest Unit staff on patients – only to receive an e mail back written as though it was to a small child telling me that what I had to do was go to the yellow pages and look up ‘solicitors’ and go and talk to one of them…. At this time the ‘service user reps’ for the Hergest were heavily involved with MIND – those reps who wet themselves at the thought of confronting Hergest staff and managers concerning the gross abuses that were endemic. One of those ‘service user reps’ admitted to me that she knew that residents in Prestwood Homes were being abused – furthermore, Prestwood Homes were taking full advantage of free MIND facilities such as walking groups, drop in centres etc without paying MIND a penny, although Prestwood were charging thousands of quid a week for a ‘placement’. Somebody else involved with MIND knew about the abuse of residents at Prestwood as well – Geoff Lees, who is now Director of Vale of Clwyd MIND. I told him about it, whilst he was still working as a social work tutor at Coleg Menai in Bangor. I know that a number of other people told him what was going on at Prestwood as well. For details of the horrors at Prestwood and the unfortunate death of a young woman support worker there who witnessed even more that I did, see posts ‘A Convenient Arrangement With The Private Sector’ and ‘The Commissioning Of Parabl – And Yet More History’.

Richard Brook was able to publicise unacceptable practice if he felt like it though. In 2004 the ‘Daily Mail’ ran an article entitled ‘Why I Resigned Over This Disgraceful Happy Pill Cover-Up’. The article explained that Brook had resigned from the MHRA (Medicines and Healthcare Products Regulation Authority) after he discovered that they had known about the side effects of the anti-depressant Seroxat but had not publicised them. Brook claimed that he had been threatened with legal action by Prof Kent Woods, the CEO of the MHRA, if he revealed that the MHRA had been ‘sitting on’ it’s knowledge of Seroxat’s side effects. Brook stated that MIND had been ‘tracking Seroxat’ for a decade’. So MIND knew about Seroxat and it’s problems as well then – but then they’d known about the problems in north Wales since 1979 at least, when Mary Wynch was illegally arrested and imprisoned (see post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’) and had done or said nothing. In this article, Brook mentions the ‘Panorama’ programme about Seroxat that had been screened the year before – that will be the programme that featured Dr David Healy, who worked at the Hergest Unit! So MIND had got into bed (so to speak) with two psychiatrists from north Wales – Dafydd, who years before had been involved with MIND and David, as he Bravely Spoke Out. Brook told the Mail that following the ‘Panorama’ programme, MIND held a demo outside the offices of the MHRA. As opposed to outside of the Hergest Unit, where patients were being assaulted, framed for serious crimes, refused treatment no matter how ill they were and were committing suicide.

Brook maintains that he went to see the Health Minister Lord Warner to tell him of his concerns regarding SSRIs and Warner told him that he would speak to the MHRA. Warner then simply issued a guide to doctors detailing the max recommended dose of Seroxat (that must have been why Dr Richard Tranter, Healy’s friend, protégé and PhD student prescribed a friend of mine three times the maximum recommended dose of Seroxat then). It was at this point that the man of principle Brook resigned from the MHRA. Brook told the Mail that there was an urgent need for an inquiry into the MHRA and stated that many people involved with the MHRA also have connections to the pharmaceutical industry. Which is true – but then MIND’s hands are as dirty as those of any advisor to the pharmaceutical industry.

In Jan 2006 Brook featured in a BBC News online report and commented on the mental health of people living in rural areas. He stated that ‘the extent of mental health problems in the countryside is likely to be hidden’ – it was in north Wales, it was hidden by MIND, they knew that huge numbers of people were being given a diagnosis of ‘borderline personality disorder’ and refused care after being told that they were ‘untreatable’. At the time the area served by the Hergest Unit had the second highest rate of suicide for women in England and Wales.

After defending people with mental health problems so successively, upon leaving MIND Brook was appointed CEO of the newly created Office of the Public Guardian! Just the sort of person that was needed in such a position obviously. After a year guarding the public, Brook then became CEO of the deaf-blind charity SENSE.

MIND’s CEO before Brook was Judi Clements, who was in post between 1992-2001. So she oversaw those crazy years in which I was repeatedly arrested by the mental health services for ludicrous reasons, in which Dafydd resisted efforts to shut down the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and for his pains walked away with the contract to provide ‘substance abuse services’ for North Wales (see post ‘The Evolution Of A Drugs Baron?’) – the years which also saw the massive cover-up of the paedophile ring in north Wales which was the Waterhouse Report, in the wake of which a lot of people who’d been victims of that gang as children were found dead after becoming ‘users’ of the mental health services. Judi’s tenure also spanned the years in which Prestwood Homes were established and became big business within just a few months, what with the constant supply of vulnerable people from secure hospitals available for Prestwood to traffic them…

Something must have happened on Judi’s watch, because there is virtually no info from MIND available about Judi, it’s as though she never passed through their doors. However, there is some info about her in an article in HSJ from 2010. HSJ told us that after being Chief Exec of MIND for nine years, she was leaving due to health related problems, namely diabetes and arthritis. A David Peryer, the Chair of Trustees of MIND, stated that Judi would be ‘sorely missed’ – so that’s why they subsequently air-brushed her out of history. Preyrer mentioned that MIND was currently undergoing restructuring to concentrate on ‘supporting local offices’. These were of course the ‘local offices’ which included those in north Wales who were so helpfully providing free services to Prestwood Homes and who then began entering ‘partnerships’ with CAIS to provide yet more ‘services’ after being handed contracts by the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board – many of whose former staff and their friends were now working with MIND.

Judi didn’t just leave MIND, she did a Richard Tranter and left the UK for New Zealand. Despite the diabetes and the arthritis, Judi seems to have bounced back and in 2005 when she relocated to New Zealand, she landed a job as Chief Exec of the Mental Health Foundation over there. She ‘moved on’ in 2015. In Feb 2015 Judi featured on the website of the New Zealand Law Society, promoting her forthcoming seminar on Mindfulness for the New Zealand Law Society Auckland Branch. On this website Judi was described as an ‘experienced Chief Exec in the NGO sector’ with a ‘background in law, social policy, housing, local government and management practice’. It was explained that ‘after a successful career in local government service management, policy and practice development, Judi moved to the NGO sector’. So which failing local authority did Judi work for prior to keeping the lid on the barrel of shit in MIND then? Judi has an LLB – so she will recognise serious crime when she sees it. Or indeed conceals it – or even facilitates it.

Judi has sat on ‘several Gov’t advisory groups covering mental health, social policy and NGO development’.

Between 1989 and 1992, Ros Hepplewhite was Chief Exec of MIND. Whose reign also spanned the Dafydd years, but then the Dafydd years have gone on for the last five decades so everyone’s implicated where Dafydd is concerned. So perhaps it’s more helpful to mention that Ros’s reign spanned the period of time during which St George’s Hospital Medical School and Springfield Hospital colluded with Dafydd – although they knew what he was up – to in his attempts to have me labelled dangerous and banged up. The early 1990s of course also saw allegations that a paedophile ring was active in north Wales involving political figures appear in the London based media. Dafydd and his mistress Lucille Hughes were concealing and facilitating this paedophile ring – it was Dafydd and Lucille to whom St George’s Hospital and Springfield turned for ‘evidence’ of my dangerousness. It was in 1992 that five people with connections to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were killed in an arson attack on a flat in Brighton (see post ‘The Silence of the Welsh Lambs). So Ros was pretty close to some serious action.

However I can’t find any references to Ros’s activities at MIND. Although Ros did hit the headlines after she left MIND. In 1993 Ros was appointed CEO of the Child Support Agency – which was a Gov’t disaster as big as the NHS IT system that had to be shelved after a few billion had been spent on it. Although unlike the CSA, the failed NHS IT system was not thought to have contributed to anyone’s suicide…Ros was famously removed from her post and the CSA metamorphosed into something else because Gov’t could not withstand the embarrassment any longer.

I have found a reference to Ros on the blog of the Labour MEP for London, Mary Honeyball. Mary’s post dated Jan 11 2010 discusses examples of what she believed was outrageous sexism. Honeyball believes that Ros was removed from her post as a result of such sexism – nothing to do with the suicides of distraught parents then, or the numerous parents who were never able to collect their maintenance payments, or the absent parents who used every trick in the book not to pay up leaving their former partners destitute whilst the CSA refused to listen to their pleas for help… Tragedies as a result of the chaos that was the CSA involved both men and women – and of course the children. Honeyball entertainingly stated that Dame Barbara Mills the DPP was also the victim of sexism. Babs has featured on this blog previously – she was the DPP whilst the CPS found excuse after excuse not to mount prosecutions against numerous paedophiles despite stacks of evidence being presented (see post ‘A Future Leader Of The Labour Party’). Mary Honeyball also extended her ‘sympathies’ to the former Home Secretary Jaqui Smith, who was ‘hounded’ for being a ‘high profile woman’. No, Jaqui Smith became a source of national entertainment when it was revealed that her husband had rented porn films, the cost of which Jaqui had then reclaimed on her Parliamentary expenses. In a desperate attempt to salvage herself in the eyes of a nation rolling around laughing, Jaqui then tried to construct herself as a latter day Mary Whitehouse and began speaking out about Porn and Sex, which culminated in her presenting a documentary about prostitution. Unfortunately she did this whilst wearing one of those brightly coloured plastic macs when she was filmed under street lamps, which caused one of the better Radio 4 comedians – it might have been Sue Perkins – to comment that Jaqui looked like something out of ‘Band of Gold’.

Mary Honeyball ends her post by explaining that she speaks as someone ‘who ran’ the Association of Chief Officers of Probation in the mid-90s – she mentions that she didn’t have a background in probation, but that she was appointed on the basis of her other talents. So that’s why at that time some of those accused of molesting children in north Wales or failing to act when their colleagues were molesting children found it possible to move into careers with the Probation Service.

Ros Hepplewhite was CEO of MIND whilst the most dreadful scandals involving the abuse and even murder of patients occurred at Ashworth and Broadmoor. Don’t remember the Voice of the Service Users saying much about all that at the time.

At the time of my initial encounters with Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends in the mid-80s, the CEO of MIND was Christopher Heginbotham – he’d been appointed CEO in 1982. He was in post at the time that I had my meeting with William Bingley. I suspect that Chris and Bingley might have been chums – Heginbotham was appointed CEO in 1982. Bingley was working as lobbyist for MIND at that time and landed his plum full time post there in 1983. Bingley’s mother Lady Juliet Bingley was also a bigwig in MIND and was Chair 1978-84. Furthermore Heginbotham departed from MIND in 1989 – Bingley ‘moved on’ into the post as Chief Exec of the Mental Health Act Commission in 1990. Bingley eventually wound up in the Chair of Mental Health Law and Ethics at the University of Central Lancashire and then in a role at the University of Cumbria after resigning from his post as Chair of an NHS Trust when a few awkward questions were asked about his business interests. Heginbotham also eventually secured a position at the University of Cumbria. References to William Bingley seemed to have disappeared from the MIND website recently, but I know that MIND named a building after him in Lancashire, ‘William Bingley House’. I wonder if it’ll be a bit like the fall out after Jimmy Savile’s death and MIND will end up renaming the building in a desperate attempt to pretend that they’d never met Bingley? But guess what? Heginbotham ended up in Lancashire too – where I presume that he still is.

Bingley and Heginbotham were at MIND when Savile was appointed General Manager of Broadmoor. I do not remember them questioning the appointment. What’s the betting that there’s some photos somewhere of dear old Jim with folk from MIND that are now well hidden? Should anyone know of any, please do let me know…

Heginbotham is a Director of something called ‘Values Based Commissioning Ltd’ in Lancashire, which began life in 2011. The other Director is a Christine Heginbotham. It is described as ‘health and social care consultancy’. Christopher Heginbotham has also published a book on Values Based Commissioning of Health and Social Care. So what is this all about?

According to an article in HSJ from June 2013, ‘Values Based Commissioning’ (VbC) ‘aims to put users’ views at the heart of reshaping services’. The discussion concerns the commissioning of mental health services by CCGs (Clinical Commissioning Groups) and it is explained that ‘expertise’ in this area is ‘varied’. However, as readers may have guessed, a few aficionados are on hand to help! HSJ quotes words of wisdom from Rethink’s Associate Director of Policy, Research and Campaigning, Victoria Bleazard, as well as Sophie Corlett, Director of External Relations at MIND. A Joint Commissioning Panel on Mental Health (JCPMH) was established in 2011, which is co-chaired by the Royal Colleges of Psychiatrists and General Practitioners – this Panel produced ‘guidance’. VbC is ‘a new type of commissioning’ (which must be why it involves the same old people and institutions as the previous commissioning did), ‘prioritising service users’ values and experiences’ (the Royal Colleges mentioned, Rethink and MIND have such good track records in that area don’t they).

HSJ identifies a Dr Neil Deuchar as the architect and champion of VbC – he’s a psychiatrist from Birmingham, a specialist advisor on commissioning and JCPMH Co-Chair. The other Co-Chair is Liz England, a GP who is Mental Health Lead for a Locality Care Group within a CCG and National Institute for Health Research Clinical Lecturer at the University of Birmingham. Deuchar is quoted as saying that ‘patient power is the key’ and that ‘co-production between patient and carer groups, clinicians and commissioners is vital’. There then follows a bit of asinine text headed by the words ‘what do service users think?’

So Christopher Heginbotham saw an opportunity then – an insane system was devised by a Gov’t that had relied on the likes of Heginbotham and his mates at MIND for advice, this insane system was then explained to the world by HSJ and promoted by MIND and their friends, by which time Heginbotham had written his book and set up his company – presumably with Mrs Heginbotham – to serve the insane system. The insane system was entirely dependent at every stage on the involvement of the very same people and institutions that were colluding with the likes of Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends.

Is it surprising that five years down the line we have Sir James Munby, the President of the Family Courts, hitting the roof because there is virtually no provision in the whole of the UK for a suicidal 17 year old girl who is due to be released from ‘secure custody’? Although no-one has explained why a girl in her state is IN secure custody, allegedly alone in a seclusion room from which everything has been removed except a mattress on the floor. That’s going to do her a power of good isn’t it. Furthermore I guarantee that I know how that barbaric regime will be described on that girl’s records – there will be a reference to her being ‘nursed’. I have heard mental health nurses taking about ‘nursing’ people in ‘seclusion’ or ‘nursing’ them ‘on a mattress on the floor’. The whole system is completely nuts and the people working within it have been sent nuts by it if they weren’t already nuts when they took up their employment.

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