The Battle For The Labour Party’s Soul

Readers might remember that the Battle For The Labour Party’s Soul took place in 2015 when Jeremy Corbyn stood for the leadership against a collection of clapped-out Blairites who had previously been convinced that Ed would have been PM by then and that they would all be Cabinet Ministers. Would Yvette the Strong Woman win the leadership? Or would it be Andy ‘I’m From The North Me’ Burnham?  I was delighted when Jeremy won and then appointed John McDonnell as his Deputy, I’d never had such a laugh. Except after all those phone calls to Dafydd of course. Kim Howells is on record as saying that ‘two old Trots’ will never lead the Labour Party to victory, but he’s got to admit that they are enormously entertaining.

There was however a previous Battle For The Labour Party’s Soul which involved an even greater campaign of vilification than that which the mainstream media mounted against Jeremy in 2015, although because the press did not believe that Jezza would ever win the Labour Party leadership, they only mounted their attack on him after he was elected Labour Party leader in Sept 2015.

The first Battle For The Labour Party’s Soul took place in 1983, when Peter Tatchell stood as the Labour Party’s candidate in the Bermondsey by-election of February of that year. Peter Tatchell was subjected to an all-out character assassination before the by-election; Bermondsey was a safe Labour seat, so a massive hate campaign was launched from multiple angles to ensure that Tatchell didn’t win.

Now that Peter Tatchell has attained the status of a National Treasure on account of his Brave Fight For Gay Rights, people who were born by Feb 1983 will find it difficult to believe that to which Tatchell was subjected, by the media, the opposition and by the leadership of his own Party. Tatchell was given a really, really bad time; it was constructed as a battle against the far-left, but most of the insults thrown at Tatchell were slung at him solely because he was gay and a campaigner for gay rights when such past-times were enough to exclude one from polite society.

The press coverage leading up to the 1983 Bermondsey by-election has gone down in history as  the most sordid and vindictive coverage of an election campaign that there has ever been. The dirty tricks and abuse included the famous photo of Tatchell which appeared in the tabloids and was doctored to make it look as though he was wearing heavy make-up. There were quips about ‘the queen’ and references to Tatchell as ‘her’. The campaign material of Tatchell’s opponents, even of that nice Simon Hughes who stood as the Liberal candidate and stressed that the by-election involved a ‘straight choice’ – as opposed to a queer choice – was appalling.

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Simon Hughes said not one word in condemnation of the homophobic abuse directed towards Tatchell and Hughes subsequently won the by-election. Years later Simon Hughes admitted that he was bisexual and had been in homosexual relationships.

Simon Hughes was the Lib Dem MP for Bermondsey and Old Southwark and the preceding constituencies, 1983-2015; President of the Lib Dems, 2005-09; Deputy Leader of the Lib Dems, 2010-14.

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Before and after the by-election, Peter Tatchell was violently assaulted and received death threats; I always thought him admirable to have withstood it all. Tatchell was remarkably forgiving towards Simon Hughes when Hughes later admitted to having had gay relationships himself and maintained that he ‘didn’t know’ about the abusive campaign material issued in his name.

I have just read Tatchell’s 1983 book, ‘The Battle for Bermondsey’, which provides much detail regarding the Bermondsey by-election campaign, the events leading up to it and the history of the Labour Party in Bermondsey. In his book, Tatchell provided extracts from the hate mail which he received at the time from people who were horrified at the notion of a gay man representing the constituency, but which dwell extensively on the sexual practices that the writers presume that Tatchell indulged in. It reminded me rather of the screaming homophobes of my teenage years, who, when I stated that I didn’t really have a problem with consenting gays, would yell at me ‘do you know what they do??? They don’t just hold hands you know’. I wasn’t 100% certain of what they did do, because I didn’t consider it any of my business and I’d never have been rude enough to ask them. As I got older I did gain some idea of ‘what they do’ and I still didn’t consider it any of my business… Peter Tatchell’s book provided some shining examples of the lurid fantasies of his more rabid correspondents.

One reason why I read up on the Bermondsey by-election and what went before it, is that Bermondsey, Peckham and Dulwich were the areas which came under the domain of Southwark Borough Council. Previous posts have described how Southwark was one of the Councils which sent huge numbers of kids in care to children’s homes in north Wales throughout the 1970s and 80s and some of the most serious complaints of abuse, such as children being forced to have sex at gunpoint, were made by children from Southwark. Southwark continued to send kids to children’s homes in north Wales in great numbers even after the most serious complaints had been made. Huge amounts of money was being transferred from Southwark Council into the coffers of John Allen et al, so much that numerous people in Southwark Council could not have not noticed this.

Sir Simon Hughes I am sure would tell us that he didn’t know about Dafydd and the gang in north Wales. Previous posts have provided details of Simon Hughes’s background, but I’ll note here that Hughes was educated at the Cathedral School, Llandaff, where he was Dean’s Scholar and Head Boy in 1964, then at Christ College, Brecon and Selwyn College, Cambridge where he graduated with a law degree. Hughes subsequently attended the College of Europe in Bruges. He was called to the Bar at the Inner Temple in 1974.

The Llandaff Cathedral School has long been a favourite seat of learning for the paedophiles’ friends and their offspring. Professor Geoffrey Chamberlain went there; when Simon Hughes was contesting and then representing Bermondsey, Chamberlain was concealing the south London branch of the Westminster Paedophile Ring which was operating via St George’s Hospital, the associated mental health unit Springfield Hospital and Wandsworth Social Services. Chamberlain’s mate Oliver Brooke, the Professor of Paediatrics at St George’s, was a key figure in the pan-European paedophile ring of which Dafydd’s gang was a part. Ollie was jailed in Dec 1986, but his mates who colluded with him all remained in business at St George’s and Wandsworth. See previous posts, including ‘Oliver!’.

After the bad PR which accompanied Ollie’s imprisonment, St George’s symbolically deposed their Dean and in 1988 replaced him with Professor Sir William Asscher. Asscher had spent most of his career in Cardiff, where he had er concealed the crimes of Dafydd’s gang in north Wales, the related gangs in south and west Wales and the crimes of George Thomas aka Viscount Tonypandy, the Labour MP for Cardiff Central and then Cardiff West, 1945-83, the Secretary of State for Wales, 1968-70 and the Speaker of the House, 1976-83. See previous posts.

Christ College, Brecon is another favourite establishment of the paedophiles’ friends. Plenty of highly influential paedophiles’ friends have of course passed through Cambridge University, including Selwyn College, which was one factor which afforded Dafydd et al such protection. As well of course as all those dodgy barristers with Welsh connections.

Simon Hughes first joined the Liberal Party in 1972, when he signed up to Cambridge University Liberal Club as a student. Jeremy Thorpe’s penchant for casual sex with a wide variety of men was well-known in the Liberal Party by 1972 and quite a number of them knew that he was hassling and threatening Norman Scott by then as well, including Emlyn Hooson, a barrister practising in Wales and big figure in the Liberal Party, especially in Wales. People in the Liberal Party also knew about Cyril Smith abusing children and even more people knew about it after details appeared in an alternative paper in Rochdale in 1979 and the story was picked up by ‘Private Eye’. David Steel was so concerned that it would impact negatively on Jeremy Thorpe’s forthcoming trial as well as damage the Liberals that Steel made an arrangement with the crooked much-feared barrister George Carman QC – who acted for Thorpe – to keep the Cyril Smith story out of the mainstream press. Carman knew about Dafydd’s gang in north Wales/Chester.

 

Lord Elizabeth Butler-Sloss is a member of Inner Temple. Butler-Sloss’s  brother Michael Havers was the Tory MP for Wimbledon, 1970-87 – Geoffrey Chamberlain and many of his colleagues lived in Wimbledon – and while Havers was Attorney General for England and Wales as well as AG for N Ireland, 1979-87, under Thatch, he blocked prosecutions against a number of high profile paedophiles, including the diplomat Sir Peter Hayman.

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Elizabeth Butler-Sloss came into her own in 1988, when she Chaired the Inquiry into the Cleveland Child Abuse Scandal and concealed the extent of the havoc caused by the trafficking gang in the North East of England with links to Dafydd’s gang (see previous posts eg. ‘Twas The Night Before Christmas And The Culprits Were Named…’).

Mahatma Ghandi and Jawaharlal Nehru, the PM of India, studied law at the Inner Temple:

The Inn contains several buildings and sets of buildings used to house Chambers, with those rooms above the second floor generally being residential in nature. The sets are Crown Office Row, Dr Johnson’s Buildings, Farrar’s Building, Francis Taylor Building, Harcourt Buildings, Hare Court, King’s Bench Walk, Littleton Building, Mitre Court Buildings, Paper Buildings and the eastern side of Temple. 

 

Simon Hughes became part of the SDP-Liberal Alliance, along with Dr Death – who was personally mates with some of the Top Docs in north Wales who were facilitating Dafydd’s gang – the Boy David and Shirl, who also knew all about Dafydd’s gang and who, in 1979 when she was Secretary of State for Education, refused to hold a Public Inquiry into UCNW (Bangor University), despite the chaos reigning as a result of the institution being run by Dafydd and the gang. Hughes joined the newly founded Lib Dems in 1988 and was their Spokesman for Education until 1992, during which time teachers in north Wales and elsewhere with links to Dafydd’s gang were convicted of offences against children.

Simon Hughes moved to Bermondsey in 1981. There may have been many reasons why Hughes relocated, but in 1981 Dafydd’s gang were in need of help, because Mary Wynch had begun legal action against them. Mary alleged serious corruption on the part of legal and medical professionals in north Wales, so she was using Birnberg and Co, based in Camden, as her solicitors.

Simon Hughes will have known about Dafydd and the gang in north Wales by 1981, because Mary’s litigation made legal history and caused a stir from the moment that she began it. It was in the aftermath of Mary beginning legal action that reinforcements arrived in north Wales, including in the form of Tony and Sadie Francis, in the early 1980s. Dafydd knew that he could be in very, very deep shit if he didn’t call in numerous favours and those being called upon to help out knew that they’d go down with the Titanic as well if assistance wasn’t forthcoming.

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On 25 Jan 1981, The Gang Of Four broke the mould of politics and made the Limehouse Declaration:

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When the Gang Of Four broke the mould of politics, they based their strategy for targeting seats entirely on their knowledge of Dafydd’s gang and the Westminster Paedophile Gang (see post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’).

The strategy led to this:

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In 1992 -after the Gang of Four had broken the mould of politics and the Tories had been in Gov’t for 13 years – there were proposals that Garth Angharad, a ‘hospital for mentally abnormal criminals’ near Dolgellau, should be closed down. Elfyn Llwyd, the Plaid MP for Meirionnydd Nant Conwy and then Dwyfor Meirionnydd, 1992-2010 and a very good friend of Dafydd’s gang, tabled an Early Day Motion on 21 May 1992 opposing the closure of Garth Angharad, on the grounds that there were no other ‘hospitals’ in Wales providing a service like Garth Angharad. What services did Garth Angharad provide? Well it didn’t have an A&E or any machines that went ping or indeed even any Top Doctors. Because Garth Angharad was indeed a hospital like no other. It wasn’t run by the NHS or even BUPA; Garth Angharad was a remote old building hidden away in Snowdonia which was owned by Paul Hett, a solicitor who was struck off in 2007 for embezzling clients’ money. Paul Hett was the proud owner/manager of three children’s homes/schools in north Wales where children were abused, some of those schools/children’s homes having been located at Garth Angharad. Hett was so flaky and the abuse of kids housed in his institutions so bad that even Ronnie Waterhouse had a few harsh words for Paul Hett and his institutions. Garth Angharad was simply a prison for the victims of Dafydd’s gang who were held there illegally. See post ‘More On Those Prisons For Folk Who Dared Complain’.

The case conference held about me in 1989 – while I was sitting in a London medical school as a postgrad – which I only found out about four years ago and was Chaired by Dr Chris Hunter, Dafydd’s mate who I had never heard of until four years ago and took evidence from numerous other people whom I hadn’t heard of which culminated in Hunter declaring that I was extremely dangerous, capable of murder and should be sent to a high security hospital and offering to compile a Court Report even though I wasn’t facing any charges at the time (see post ‘The Night Of The (Dr Chris) Hunter), was held at Garth Angharad.

Simon Hughes was one of those who signed the EDM opposing the closure of Garth Angharad. See posts ‘Further Information on Garth Angharad Hospital’ and ‘More On Those Who Signed That Early Day Motion’.

When Simon Hughes signed that EDM opposing the closure of a an unregulated private prison owned by a man who had owned and managed schools where children were abused, Simon Hughes had spent four years as the Lib Dems Spokesman on Education.

 

Peter Tatchell eventually became the Secretary of the Bermondsey Labour Party, but he and his supporters did not become the dominant force there until the early 1980s. The conveyor belt of kids in care from Southwark to north Wales had begun years before Peter arrived in Southwark. Peter had previously lived in Hornsey (north London), yet another area with which Dafydd’s gang had excellent diplomatic relations; Peter had been a youth worker. Previous posts have mentioned that as a gay activist in London at the time, Peter must have known about the trade in people between London and north Wales but he has never spoken about it.

I do not however assume that Peter was necessarily involved in abusing youngsters. Previous posts have discussed a good friend of mine who moved to north Wales in 1979 and opened a cafe. He ended up being as much of a target of Dafydd’s gang as I did, because he told a few too many people that pre-1979, he was a youth worker in north London and that he withdrew from a social work course after he raised concerns about the abuse and neglect of clients by Haringey and Islington Councils, only to be told by his tutors at the North London Poly that he could not criticise the Councils and that was the end of it. This man also told people in north Wales about the luxurious life-style of one Margaret Hodge that he witnessed and he also knew a well-known ‘radical lawyer’ and his wife, the radical lawyer’s wife  in recent years having sat as a member of the GMC. The Top Doctors dripped so much poison into so many ears regarding my friend who owned the cafe that eventually no Top Doc would agree to treat him and it was recorded upon his medical records that he ‘destroys therapists’. No, they destroyed him because he was a witness and a whistleblower…

In Bermondsey, much was made of Peter Tatchell being Unemployed. Perhaps Peter Tatchell considered that a better option than working in social work/youth work in London at that time…

Tatchell’s book enters into considerable detail regarding the dreadful corruption in the Bermondsey Labour Party and its long history. Tatchell is not simply speculating; the people and events which he describes have been verified but most of it was never reported in the mainstream media.

John O’Grady was the leader of Southwark Borough Council, 1968-82. John Allen opened Bryn Alyn, which received so many kids in care from Southwark, in the late 1960s. O’Grady was a founder member and the Vice-Chair of the Social Democratic Alliance (SDA), which was formed in 1975 by a group of right wing Labour MPs and was a forerunner of the SDP. After much twisting and turning by everyone involved, after the SDP was formed in 1981, the SDA dissolved into it.

 

Tatchell identifies the Labour MP for Bermondsey, Bob Mellish, as well as his business associates and friends, as being the cause of the toxicity in Bermondsey. Mellish and his mates ran the Constituency Labour Party as a personal fiefdom, lied to everyone and rigged absolutely everything for the benefit of themselves while Mellish made much of being a True Cockney Who Represented The People, particularly against Incomers And Migrants. Bob Mellish sounds as though he was doing exactly the same as Dafydd, but Dafydd did it in north Wales in Welsh. The strategies were identical.

Bob Mellish’s business associates included the notorious T. Dan Smith from the North East of England who was notorious for his massive civic corruption, particularly involving local authorities and building contracts, which stretched as far as London. T. Dan Smith was involved with the corrupt Yorkshire-based businessman John Poulson, who in turn was responsible for the end of the career of Reginald Maudling, Heath’s Home Secretary who had previously served as Chancellor of the Exchequer Under Macmillan and Douglas-Home, Reggie having been caught out in dodgy business deals linked to Poulson. More recently, allegations that John Poulson was involved with the organised abuse of children have surfaced. See previous posts for further information on T. Dan Smith and John Poulson.

Robert Joseph Mellish, Baron Mellish served as the Labour MP for Rotherhithe, 1946-50 and then Bermondsey, 1950-82. Mellish was born in Deptford, the thirteenth of fourteen children. His father was a docker. After Mellish left school he worked for the TGWU. He began work at the Stratford office of the newly created TGWU on the evening of the day that he left school. So Mellish was there at the very beginning, which might explain why he was selected as the candidate for Rotherhithe, in the face of candidates which were considered to have a much greater chance and who were more popular across the constituency, after the TGWU dockers’ delegates voted for him en bloc. He easily won the constituency in a by-election in 1946 and in 1950 the constituency was expanded and named Bermondsey.

Mellish had fought the Japanese in South-East Asia during WW II, which gave him a great deal of kudos in many circles, the Japs being renowned for their extreme cruelty during the war.

In 1950 Mellish was appointed PPS to George Strauss, Minister of Supply. George Russell Strauss, Baron Strauss (18 July 1901 – 5 June 1993) was a Labour MP for 46 years and was Father of the House of Commons, 1974-79. Strauss was the son of the Tory (and previously a Liberal Unionist) MP Arthur Strauss (1847–1920), who later joined the Labour Party. George Strauss was educated at Rugby, where the hostile treatment experienced by him and other Jewish boys left him as a vehement supporter of racial equality. Sadly some of that obviously didn’t rub off on ‘I hate darkies’ Mellish, more of which soon. Strauss became a metal merchant and a leading member of the London County Council on which his wife Patricia also served.

Members of the London County Council, including Jim Callaghan’s wife Audrey (see post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’), colluded with the organised abuse of children and vulnerable people.

Strauss gained the seat of Lambeth North in 1929. He lost it in 1931, but regained it in a 1934 by-election. In 1939 Strauss was expelled from the Labour Party for supporting the ‘Popular Front’ movement of Stafford Cripps, whom he had served as PPS. Strauss was Parliamentary Secretary at the Ministry of Transport, 1945-47 and was the Minister of Supply, 1947-51. After boundary changes, Strauss became MP for Vauxhall in 1950, which he represented until 1979. On 9 July 1979 Strauss was created a life peer as Baron Strauss of Vauxhall in the London Borough of Lambeth.

The investigation into the paedophile ring that operated in the children’s homes of Lambeth throughout the 1970s, 80s and 90s which had links with Dafydd’s gang – kids were abused in Lambeth and sent to north Wales where they were abused – maintained that organised abuse of children in Lambeth dated as least as far back as the 1940s. See previous posts.

In 1951 Bob Mellish was appointed PPS to the Minister for Pensions, George Isaacs. George Isaacs was the MP for Gravesend, 1923-24, then Southwark, 1929-59. George Isaacs was an active trade unionist in the early years of the 20th century and served as General Secretary of the National Society of Operative Printers and Assistants (NATSOPA), 1909-49. This post also took Isaacs onto the General Council of the TUC – he was President of the TUC in 1945 – and he was active in the Labour Party. Isaacs was Minister of Labour and National Service in Attlee’s Gov’t, 1945-51 and then Minister of Pensions in 1951. Isaacs retired from Parliament in 1959. He had long since moved to East Molesey in Surrey where he served as a Deputy Lieutenant and as a JP. Isaacs was eventually Chairman of the Surrey Bench of Magistrates. Isaacs lived until 1979, so he was around to assist Dafydd and the gang as they built up their empire of child sex workers throughout the 1970s.

 

Bob Mellish was Chairman of the London Regional Labour Party, 1956-77 and it was through the London Regional Labour Party that Mellish exerted influence during the 1950s and early 1960s, when Labour were in Opposition.

Mellish was appointed as Gov’t Chief Whip, 1969-70 and 1974-76, by Harold Wilson and was renowned as a tough Chief Whip. He was Parliamentary Under-Secretary to the Minister for Housing and Local Government, 1964-67, then becoming Minister of Public Building and Works, 1967-69. Mellish became Minister for Housing and Local Government in 1970, under Tony Crosland, Secretary of State for Local Government and Regional Planning. Tony Crosland was a swinging bisexual who concealed the paedophile gang in the North East of England which was linked to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales and supplied Dafydd’s gang with staff and children from the 1970s onward (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’).

Mellish was a Wilson loyalist and was said to have wept when he heard the news that Wilson had stepped down as PM in 1976. He supported Footie to replace Wilson, but in vain; Callaghan won the leadership ballot. Mellish got on well at a personal level with Foot, despite the great ideological differences between the two men, but disliked Callaghan so much that he resigned from the Cabinet within months of Wilson’s own retirement.

It was Foot who in Dec 1981 as Labour Leader made a speech stating that Tatchell would not be endorsed as a Labour candidate and that Foot didn’t ever envisage that he would be.

I mentioned previously that Bob Mellish was a racist git and proud of it. At one stage he opened a speech by saying “As I come to this platform, many of you will know that I have never been an anti-racialist”. In 1976 Mellish argued that the Malawi Asians expelled by Hastings Banda should not be allowed to live in Britain despite possessing British passports:

We cannot go on like this. I do not care what those on this side of the House, or the Opposition side or anywhere else, say. Problems at local level will become worse and worse for our own people unless something is done. All hon. Members know that people come to their surgeries describing the most distressing conditions – terrifying conditions. People born and bred in their own constituencies have been on the housing waiting list for as long as six years. But, on the points system, one must give immigrants preference…People cannot come here just because they have a British passport – full stop.

Wasn’t having a British passport traditionally the essence of the criteria that allowed one to ‘come here’?

Tatchell mentioned in his book that a black person was actively blocked from becoming active in the Bermondsey Labour Party when Mellish and his henchmen were in control.

 

Thatch’s Gov’t was keen to get a Labour figure to sit on the London Docklands Development Corporation as Vice-Chairman in 1980 but the Labour Party was entirely opposed to the creation of the LDDC and refused to nominate. Mellish offered a way through as he was willing to take the post; as a sitting MP he would lose his seat if the post was paid, so a special provision was made that it would be unpaid until the Vice-Chairman elected to take payment.

Mellish’s appointment as Vice-Chairman of the LDDC, a non-elected body, was made directly by Michael Heseltine. Heseltine originated from Swansea and is someone else who knew about Dafydd’s gang, their role in the Westminster Paedophile Ring and Heseltine tried to benefit from that knowledge. Sir Anthony Meyer’s battle with Beata Brookes, a Tory politician in north Wales who was a former social worker, which resulted in an all-out civil war in the Tory Party in north east Wales (see previous posts) and Meyer’s subsequent ‘stalking horse’ challenge to Thatch’s leadership was a plan by Meyer to lever Heseltine in as Tory leader, but for reasons which are not yet clear to me, Heseltine didn’t go for it at the time as Meyer expected and hoped.

When I wrote my post ‘The Celtic Iron Lady And Yet More Recent History’, I presumed that Sir Anthony had gone into battle to prevent Beata Brookes from bagging a Westminster seat because he knew that Brookes was a mate of Dafydd and Lucille and was fully on board with the trafficking ring. I found out later that Anthony Meyer was also fully on board with the trafficking ring and went into battle because he just hated Beata and the Thatcherite wing of the Tory Party. Pretty much an everyday story of north Wales folk – fighting tooth and nail because they hate each other but everyone’s on board with Dafydd’s gang.

Mellish’s wiki entry tells us that his ‘acceptance of a post with the LDDC exacerbated the split with the Bermondsey Constituency Labour Party which had elected a slate of left-wing officers at its annual meeting that same year’. That is true, but the wiki entry does not mention the endemic corruption and the business deals with corrupt businessmen that Mellish was involved with which were part of the reason why there was a ‘split’ between Mellish and the ‘left-wing officers’ of his CLP. The split was always described as being ideological, but Mellish was involved in matters which no honest activist would ever have been able to defend and support.

Mellish’s wiki entry continues with the info that he ‘was against the shift to the left in the Labour Party and decided not to stand for election again. Tam Dalyell later said that “Mellish’s final years in the Commons were dogged by controversy and beset with troubles in Bermondsey from hard-left ‘yuppie’ incomers and the Militant tendency, people who were moons apart from the dockers who had selected him four decades earlier”.

Tam Dalyell failed to mention that Mellish ensured that his constituents knew all about his dad being a docker and Mellish fighting the Japs during the war which will have gone down very well with many of them, but no-one told those constituents that Mellish and his crew were exporting the most disadvantaged kids in the Borough into the hands of a gang of paedophiles in north Wales and that the reason why Mellish’s constituents couldn’t get housing wasn’t simply because the darkies were jumping the queue, it was because Mellish and his corrupt associates had completely screwed up local authority housing.

You should have socked it to them Mr Tatchell, I know that you were given a dreadful time, but if you had exposed the worst of what was going on and the links between Dafydd’s gang and Thatcher’s Gov’t, then history could not have been rewritten as a fight between yuppies playing at being lefties against a noble working class man who Really Spoke For His Constituents. Likewise had anyone briefed the dockers re some aspects of Enoch Powell and his activities, they might not have been so robust in their (alleged) support of him in 1968.

It was the same old crew who won the biggest prizes as a result of Lord Bob and his mates being The Authentic Voice Of Sahf London:

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Documents released from the National Archives relatively recently confirmed that Thatcher did indeed want to extinguish trade union power in the UK. Nice one Lord Bob of the Dockers, you certainly helped there!

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So why was Bob Mellish involved with Dafydd and the gang? Probably because of this particular child molester and mate of Dafydd’s gang, who was another Labour Party vote-puller of the same vintage as Bob Mellish and was also a friend of Harold Wilson and someone who, like Mellish, hated Jim Callaghan:

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Bob Mellish wanted his ally John O’Grady to be selected to succeed him as the constituency MP, but the constituency party selected  Tatchell, the Secretary of the Bermondsey CLP. Mellish threatened to resign immediately and force a by-election if Tatchell was endorsed by the Labour Party nationally. Michael Foot, then the Labour Party leader, hung Peter Tatchell out to dry in his Dec 1981 speech – without forewarning Tatchell – in which he stated that Tatchell would never be endorsed “so far as I am concerned”. Footie was rude about Thatchell’s Gay Lib activism. This was the Footie who shagged anything that moved of both sexes when he was younger and who’s wife Jill Craigie told him to satisfy his ‘additional needs’ with other people but not to bother to provide her with the details. See previous posts. Footie knew about Dafydd and the gang and colluded with them. Footie kept his own sexual shenanigans out of the press by making it clear to them that he had even more dirt on Lord Rothermere and Lord Beaverbrook than they did on him and one word about Footie’s additional needs in the press and the world would find out about the additional needs of Lords Rothermere and Beaverbrook.

Those other men of principle Denis Healey and Fattersley, who also knew about the activities of Dafydd’s gang, as well as the activities of George Thomas, Greville Janner, Sir Peter Morrison, Lord St John of Fawsley, Sir Cyril Smith, Jeremy Thorpe, Lord Louis of Mountbatten, Ma’am Darling and Ma’am Darling’s husband Lord Snowdon, joined Footie in condemning Peter Tatchell and his gay leftie ways. Merlyn Rees was also Shocked and Disgusted by Tatchell. Merlyn Rees not only colluded with Dafydd and the paedophiles throughout his career, particularly when he was Home Secretary, 1976-79, (see previous posts), but Merlyn Rees was a Director of Municipal Mutual in 1996 (see post ‘I Predict A Riot’).

Municipal Mutual were the insurers of Clwyd County Council and the North Wales Police. In 1996, when the Jillings Report into the abuse of children in the care of Clwyd County Council since 1974 was completed after the Jillings Investigation and it was known that Jillings had concluded that the abuse had been horrific, indefensible and that organised abuse had been taking place in north Wales for decades prior to the 1970s, Michael Beloff QC, the legal adviser to Municipal Mutual, ensured that no-one except for Municipal Mutual’s lawyers read the Jillings Report, not even the Clwyd Councillors. Michael Beloff QC ordered that if Malcolm King, the Chair of Clwyd’s Social Services Committee – who was feared to be a bit of a loose cannon where the matter of the abuse of kids was concerned – ever managed to see the Report and publicise its contents, then King should be sacked. See post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake…’

No-one did ever see the Jillings Report for many, many years because all known copies were pulped; in 2013, someone produced a copy that had been lurking quietly somewhere and it was finally made publicly available. It was so heavily redacted that it was virtually meaningless, even to those of us with a good knowledge of who the culprits were.

 

When the UK press were throwing everything including the kitchen sink at Peter Tatchell, Dafydd’s gang were trying to snare me into a glorious future which would have involved providing sexual services to the vile old grunters who were giving Tatchell such a bad time.

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Er, no Dafydd, I wouldn’t have even been tempted… Not even if I had known that one of their mates was the thirteenth son of a docker who had fought the Japs.

No rational person would ever have been tempted, which was why Dafydd’s gang murdered people who challenged them.

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In August 1982, it became clear that Tatchell would be permitted to stand if the CLP selected him again, so Mellish announced his resignation from the Labour Party to sit as an Independent MP. In November 1992, Mellish resigned his seat in Parliament and forced the 1983 by-election in which Mellish campaigned for John O’Grady who stood as a Real Bermondsey Labour candidate. O’Grady’s campaign involved him travelling around the constituency in a horse and trap singing a homophobic song about Thatchell.

You should have given me a ring Peter, I’d have popped down to Bermondsey three years later and sung a song about Dafydd, because I’d encountered him by then.

O’Grady performed badly at the Feb 1983 by-election although Mellish did take satisfaction from the heavy defeat of Tatchell by the bisexual Simon Hughes.

In 2003, after Mellish’s death, Tatchell claimed that Mellish was secretly bisexual and was “persistent” in propositioning Tatchell but warned Thatchell when he was rebuffed not to publicise it as no one would believe him. It wouldn’t actually surprise me if this was true. I’m not someone who believes that a paedophile lurks on every corner, but these mad old sods were so confused and hypocritical about sexuality, including theirs, that some very odd things were happening. Tatchell quietly behaved with a great deal of dignity in the face of these bastards and while I would never suggest that he should ever have conducted himself like them, Tatchell should have dropped the bomb of Dafydd, the Top Docs and the trafficking gang and dealt with them for good. We would have helped you Peter, but the British state were far too busy assisting Dafydd in murdering our friends and wrecking our lives. Even so, had someone even told me that Tatchell had been stung by the London arm of Dafydd’s gang I’d have been a most willing worker…

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Lord John Walton, President of the BMA, 1980-82; President of the GMC, 1982-89:

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Bob Mellish later joined Dr Death and the SDP. So the Devil went straight into the arms of Dafydd’s own true friends (see posts ‘Dr Death’ and ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’)

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In 1985 the thirteenth son of a docker who didn’t like darkies and had also fought the Japs stood down from the LDDC and accepted a peerage on 12 July 1985 as Baron Mellish, of Bermondsey in Greater London, sitting as an independent.

In July 1985, Dr D.G.E. Wood, Tony Francis et al were busying themselves with preparations to wreck the future careers of my friends and I. I had contacted lawyers as well as Keith Best, the Tory MP for Anglesey, re my concerns over the activities of the mental health services in north Wales, unaware that the whole lot of them were colluding with the gang. Mary Wynch’s application for leave to sue Dafydd and the gang was heard by the Master of the Rolls on 9 July 1985; Mary was given leave to go ahead and sue Dafydd and the gang. See post ‘The Mary Wynch Case – Details’.

In August 1985 my best friend from school worked in the box office at the Edinburgh Fringe. When she refused to pull strings to obtain a ticket and accommodation – the event was sold out by the time that she was asked – for Samuel Brittan, a journo on the FT and the brother of Leon Brittan, Home Secretary, June 1983-Sept 1985, Samuel sent a copy of the letter that my friend had sent him, in which she apologised but explained that she could not get him a ticket and an hotel, to his mate Michael Grade, the then Controller of BBC 1. Michael Grade wrote back to Samuel telling Samuel that he was ‘appalled’ at my friend’s ‘rudeness’ and that he would ensure that Samuel did get a ticket ‘even if I have to give you mine’. The Edinburgh Fringe box office went apeshit, presented my friend with copies of Brittan and Grade’s correspondence and gave her a bollocking. Just weeks previously my friends’ parents, who were both mental health professionals working in the West Country, had given me advice as to how to deal with the horrors then being thrown at me by the north Wales mental health services.

In 1986, my friend and her husband moved to a flat in Bethnal Green when they began their careers in the media. I stayed at their flat for a short time, for the first few weeks of my MSc at Hammersmith Hospital. We were all threatened by some seriously nasty characters. We attributed it to thuggery and possibly fascist activity but I now know that the sex offenders and nasties were gifts from Dafydd’s gang. Over the next five years, we all found ourselves on the receiving end of gangsters (see post ‘The Turn of The Screw’). In early 1991, just after I was forced out of my job at St George’s, my friend was unlawfully sacked from her job with the Royal Television Society. Her husband was soon afterwards forced out of his job at the BBC. Dear old Michael Grade and his pals were terrifically good mates with everyone at the RTS and the BBC… See previous posts.

Leon Brittan was known to have concealed the Westminster Paedophile Ring and there have been allegations that he too abused children and young people.

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It was Michael Grade who supported Esther Rantzen in establishing ChildLine, after a conversation between them in 1985. Rantzen has been accused of ignoring calls to ChildLine from kids in care in north Wales and one woman maintains that she told Rantzen about Jimmy Savile but was ignored. In 1988 I wrote to Rantzen about Dafydd and the abuses of mental health patients in north Wales. I did not receive a reply. Rantzen’s sister Priscilla Taylor worked as a social worker for Lambeth Borough Council and Priscilla’s boss Valerie – later Baroness – Howarth was appointed Chief Exec of ChildLine by Rantzen. See previous posts.

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Bob Mellish was a supporter of Millwall Football Club and was President of the Millwall Supporters Club. Wasn’t there a sizeable problem with serious violence on the part of Millwall fans at that time? And er, infiltration of the fans by the NF? NF recruiters distributing their leaflets at matches involving Millwall? And links between the organised violence at football matches and serious organised crime?

The tallest building in Milton Keynes, Mellish Court, is named after Bob Mellish. So there’s an honour for Milton Keynes, although perhaps someone could explain why a corrupt old bastard from Bermondsey who’s business associates were builders and planners involved in municipal corruption across the whole of England should be honoured by a tower block in Milton Keynes…

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Tam Dalyell’s obituary of Mellish which was published in the Indie gives further insights into the sources of Mellish’s power. Dalyell described Mellish as the ‘cement that prevented the Labour Party being split asunder’ under the entry of Britain into the Common Market and that Mellish achieved that by a ‘remarkable feat of political management’ which was matched by his ‘wheeling and dealing’ in Gov’t on ‘wage limits agreed by Jack Jones and Hugh Scanlon, the closed shop, the Docklands Labour Scheme and the compulsory introduction of comprehensive schools’.

Dalyell told us that Mellish was far more successful as Wilson’s Chief Whip than anyone ever thought that he would be; when Mellish was appointed, it was widely believed that Wilson had made a terrible mistake and that Mellish would be the most dreadful bully, but ooh no, he did a wonderful job. Mellish was appointed Chief Whip in 1969, just after John Allen opened the Bryn Alyn Community and the trade in disadvantaged children between the wider UK – including Southwark – and north Wales began in earnest. George Thomas was Secretary of State for Wales, April 1968-June 1970. When George Thomas was Secretary of State, responsibilities for Health and Social Services in Wales were transferred to the Welsh Office. George was in charge of the kiddies homes and the psychiatric hospitals!!!

 

Ian Mikardo, Mellish’s constituency neighbour and someone who was on the left of the Labour Party, was initially ‘quite appalled’ at Mellish’s appointment as Chief Whip but later stated that Mellish was ‘to a perfect degree a round peg in a round hole’. Ian Mikardo was someone who knew that disadvantaged children from his own constituency in the East End were being abused and trafficked by Dafydd’s gang but Mikardo said nothing (see previous posts).

Eight of Mellish’s 13 siblings died as children from conditions such as meningitis and scarlet fever. According to Dalyell, this resulted in Mellish having a lifelong commitment to healthcare. You’ve guessed it, Mellish ‘devoted his time to the work of the East End hospital Boards throughout his life’. The East End hospital Boards who did not help their disadvantaged patients as much as they pretended to or indeed should or could have; the hospital Boards who removed slum kids from their parents and transported them to Australia knowing that they were going to lives of sexual abuse and slavery or, from the late 1960s onward, sent them into the arms of Dafydd and the paedophile gang.

For details of how, in the mid-1980s, a group of healthcare workers and managers in the East End who had concealed Dafydd’s crimes extracted dosh from Ken Clarke at the DoH to reopen the Mildmay Mission Hospital in Shoreditch and transform it into a hospice for terminally ill AIDS patients, many of whom were rent boys who had been abused and trafficked by Dafydd’s gang, see post ‘Apocalypse Now’.

The Mildmay also looked after a number of high profile celebrity AIDS patients. Their names have never been revealed, being people who were afforded rather more respect and concern than the victims of Dafydd’s gang. A number of celebs, including former East Enders stars are supporters of the Mildmay’s work.

The Labour MP Peter Shore was someone who assisted in extracting the dosh from the DoH to transform the Mildmay into a hospice for AIDS patients. Peter Shore was one of those who opposed Peter Tatchell standing as the Labour candidate in Bermondsey. Shore was someone else who knew about the activities of Dafydd et al and benefited greatly from keeping his trap shut (see previous posts).

 

A few other Interesting Facts with regard to Bob Mellish:

Mellish’s appointment as PPS to George Isaacs was backed by Mandelson’s granddad Herbert Morrison, then the Deputy Leader of the Labour Party. George Thomas was first elected in 1945, the year that Mandy’s granddad became Deputy PM. Mandy’s granddad knew Thomas.

Mandy’s granddad was born in and went to school in Lambeth. He was Leader of London County Council, 1934-40; MP for Hackney South, 1935-45 and for Lewisham East and then Lewisham South, 1945-59. In 1959 Herbert Morrison was elevated to the peerage.

Tam Dalyell alleged that Bob Mellish’s commitment to improving housing and slum clearance ‘created a bond’ between Mellish and Dame Evelyn Sharp, who was Permanent Secretary at the Ministry of Housing and Local Gov’t, 1955-66, during which time Mellish served in that Ministry. Sharp was born in Hornsey – now part of Haringey – the daughter of the vicar of Ealing. Sharp’s uncles included Richard Harvey, Archdeacon of Halifax, Sir John Harvey, Judge of the Supreme Court of New South Wales and Sir Ernest Harvey, Chief Cashier to the Bank of England. Evelyn Sharp studied at Somerville College, Oxford and graduated in 1925.

Sharp joined the Civil Service in 1926, served at first in the Board of Trade and then in the Ministry of Health, which at the time was concerned with Housing and Local Gov’t and this became Sharp’s speciality. When the Ministry of Housing and Local Gov’t was formed in 1951, Sharp worked with Harold Macmillan. From 1964, Sharp’s Minister was Dick Crossman. Mellish was promoted to Minister of Works in 1967, the year after Sharp retired. Dick Crossman was Lord President of the Council, 1966-68 – Herbert Morrison was Lord President of the Council, 1945-51 – one responsibility which comes with that position is that of the visitor to UCNW.

Evelyn Sharp had some interesting sidelines for the mandarin running the Ministry concerned with Housing and Local Gov’t while a corrupt MP with business associates who were notorious for local authority corruption in terms of building and planning worked in her Ministry. After she retired, Sharp was Director of Bovis, the construction company and was President of the London and Quadrant Housing Trust. Sharp served on the Royal Commission on Local Gov’t in England, 1966-69 and was a member of the IBA, 1966-73. Sharp’s enthusiasm for modernist architecture and urban rebuilding caused it to be said of her that she ‘truly did come close to doing as much damage as the Luftwaffe’; Sharp gave her backing to many development of high rise flats. Low income residents of the cities of the UK will have had a bum deal, but Sharp, Bovis, Mellish and their mates will have done very well out of it.

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When Mellish was causing havoc in Bermondsey, Mandy was working for LWT and then in 1985 began ‘modernising’ the Labour party and doing all that he could to make the Windbag electable after the Windbag was appointed Leader of the Labour Party in Oct 1983. The Windbag who knew Tony Francis and who’s wife was a school teacher from north Wales and who were both colluding with Dafydd et al.

The biggest light entertainment star on British TV in the early 1990s was Cilla Black; ‘Blind Date’, the show hosted by Cilla, was so profitable for LWT that it turned it’s fortunes around. Cilla was a close friend of Geoffrey Chamberlain at St George’s Hospital Medical School, who was colluding with that paedophile ring in south London and Dafydd’s gang in north Wales. Mandy was a member of Lambeth Borough Council, 1979-82.

Michael Grade was an executive for LWT throughout the 1970s and in the early years of the 80s.

 

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Tam Dalyell considered Bob Mellish to be the ‘authentic voice of working class dockland London’ – the authentic voice who was so concerned for his dockland constituents that he helped Thatch out by becoming Vice-Chair of the LDDC, 1981-85.

Mellish’s constituents will all have bagged jobs as bankers after the development of London’s Docklands:

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For further information regarding how those who concealed the crimes of Dafydd and the gang were part of the regeneration of London’s Docklands, see post ‘The Bodies Beneath Canary Wharf’.

Bob Mellish is on record as saying about Harold Wilson that ‘the Prime Minister is a soft and decent man, almost too gentle. Some say it’s a weakness. I believe it’s a strength. He is very loyal to his friends…I am not a sycophant, but I do respect and admire him.’

Bob Mellish: one crooked old bastard who was Mr Big in the London Labour Party, supporting a whole host of other crooked old bastards, who were all in the pockets of the crooked old bastard who was PM. The entire farce was underpinned by an absolute idiot but a very dangerous idiot:

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He doesn’t just hold hands you know!

Bob Mellish died in May 1998, during the middle of the Waterhouse Inquiry. Ronnie Waterhouse was on very good terms with Frank Chapple, the General Secretary of the ‘moderate’ union, the EETPU (Electrical, Electronic, Telecommunications and Plumbing Union), 1966-84 and Ronnie acted for the EETPU on many occasions. Chapple was personally involved in the attempt in Nov 1980 to flood the Bermondsey Labour Party with phoney members – many of whom lived nowhere near Bermondsey – when Tatchell and other members of Bermondsey CLP were challenging Mellish and his mates with regard to their abuses and corruption. The applications to join the Bermondsey CLP were all done using the EETPU as a vehicle, by people using their affiliation to the EETPU as the basis of their application. Two such people were Southwark Councillors Charles Sawyer and Joe Lees. If they are still alive perhaps they would like to explain why they sent so many disadvantaged kids into the hands of a vicious sex abuse gang in north Wales who then trafficked them back down to London to work as rent boys, infecting many of them with HIV in the process.

Frank Chapple, Baron Chapple of Hoxton (8 August 1921 – 19 October 2004) was born in the slum area of Hoxton, east London. There was no bath or running hot water in the Chapple home. A Communist Party member early in his adult life, Chapple left the party after and partly as a result of, the Soviet suppression of the Hungarian Revolution of 1956. Thereafter he remained a forceful anti-communist. Frank Chapple will have known many of the members of the Communist Party in the 1950s, including many of the radicals who used to spend their summers at Croesor in north Wales who were friends with Sir Clough Williams-Ellis, his wife Amabel and their friend Bertrand Russell. The crowd who used to visit Croesor knew about Dafydd’s gang, which before Dafydd ran the show was led by Gwynne the lobotomist (see post eg. ‘The Village’).

Hoxton is just down the road from the flat in Bethnal Green in which my friends lived in 1986-87. The Krays grew up in Hoxton and hung around with the more degenerate politicians as well as gangsters and showbiz folk. Lod Bob Boothby used rent boys and was reputed to have had an affair with Ronnie Kray as well as his long-standing relationship with Harold Macmillan’s wife Dorothy. I cannot understand why no-one was surprised when many years later it was revealed that Ronnie Kray was being feted and treated like a King in Broadmoor. Broadmoor and indeed the whole mental health system was run by criminals and traffickers which was how Jimmy Savile made his way into it and was given senior managerial responsibilities. See posts ‘Socio-Politicial Context of The North Wales Mental Health Services In The 1980s’, ‘A Pretty Classy Piece Of Operation’ and ‘The Old Devils’.

 

Chapple served as a member of the General Council of the TUC, 1971-83. Throughout that time the TUC concealed the crimes of Dafydd and associated gangs, sometimes very directly by protecting abusers employed in health and social care who were members of trade unions (see eg. posts ‘A Very COHSE Relationship With Some Very Nasty People’ and ‘Mary Turner – An Appreciation’). Chapple first joined what became the EETPU in 1937 and he had held offices at every level in the union. After his retirement, Frank Chapple was elevated to the Lords. Frank Chapple died in 2004. So he was around well after the publication of the Waterhouse Report to ensure that the truth remained suppressed.

Baron Chapple of Hoxton:

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One of Chapple’s sons, Barry Chapple, was a regional official of Amicus, which succeeded the EETPU. Amicus was the UK’s second largest trade union and the largest private sector union, formed by the merger of MSF and the AEEU, agreed in 2001 and two smaller unions, UNIFI and the GPMU. MSF was the union that represented many professionals in the NHS who were not Top Doctors or Angels and MSF used their knowledge of the wrongdoing of the Top Doctors to wield a great deal of power in the NHS, but did not use their influence to stop the wrongdoing or the abuse of patients. David Hole, who served as one of the MSF reps at St George’s Hospital Medical School when I worked there, 1989-91, was along with his colleagues concealing an enormous mountain of crap including crap directly relating to the trafficking gang which was operating in south London at the time and the Westminster Paedophile Ring (see previous posts). Amicus merged with the TGWU in 2007 to become UNITE.

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Lest anyone wants further evidence of the wrongdoing in Southwark with Dafydd et al, not only is Southwark on the doorstep of the Maudsley, where Dafydd ‘trained’ with other Top Doctors who were facilitating organised abuse and who protected Dafydd et al in north Wales for the rest of their careers, but Dafydd’s mate Dr Jim Birley (see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’) joined the Maudsley as a consultant in 1969. Birley was the Dean of the Institute of Psychiatry, 1971-82, Dean of the Royal College of Psychiatry, 1982-87 and President, 1987-90. He was President of the BMA, 1993-94.

There are plenty of accounts that suggest that Jim Birley was quite mad. He spent time working with William Sargant at Tommy’s – as did Dr Death – when Sargant was carrying out such dangerous irresponsible experiments on patients that many of them died. Jim Birley claimed to have seen miraculous recoveries as a consequence of barbarous treatments that even at the time were known not to work. Then Jim Birley had a psychotic breakdown himself but was alleged to have made a full recovery within two days, so he returned to work.

Jim Birley was one of the British psychiatrists who took Soviet psychiatry to task in the late 1980s for abusing psychiatry for political purposes. While his mate Dafydd had the victims of a paedophile gang who had dared complain illegally imprisoned in a dungeon.

Jim Birley didn’t confine himself to Top Doctoring in hospitals. He established the Windsor Walk Housing Association which was supported accommodation. At about the same time Birley established the Camberwell Rehabilitation Association, which employed patients to undertake tasks such as making fuse boxes. In 1971 Jim Birley – after meeting David Ennals – founded the Southwark Association for Mental Health.

In 1971 David Ennals was leading a major campaign for MIND and Ennals joined in the long tradition of MIND in concealing the crimes of Dafydd and the gangs associated with him (see previous posts). Ennals later became Chair of MIND and it was whilst Ennals was Chair that Tony Smythe was appointed as Chief Exec of MIND. Tony Smythe had links with paedophiles’ rights groups such as PIE. David Ennals was Secretary of State for the DHSS, 1976-79, while Dafydd and the gang ran riot in north Wales. Before he had ever met Jim Birley, Ennals had served as a junior Minister in the Home Office – whilst the Home Office was directly responsible for managing Approved Schools, such as Bryn Estyn and Axwell Park, where there were paedophile gangs in operation.

Lord David Ennals’ son Sir Paul Ennals was Chief Executive of the NCB (National Children’s Bureau). Peter Righton the social work academic who was a convicted paedophile was involved with the NCB. Paul Ennals was also a member of safeguarding Boards in Haringey, Gateshead, Sunderland and Tyneside. Which would have meant a lot of commuting. All of the locations in which Sir Paul was busy safeguarding had paedophile rings operating in the children’s services. Lord Ennals’ brother Martin Ennals was Secretary-General of Amnesty International for some years.

See previous posts for further information re David, Paul and Martin Ennals.

 

Much as I admire Peter Tatchell’s resistance in the face of the gangsters which were Bob Mellish and his mates and one can only fall about laughing at the idea that Labour big wigs believed that Tatchell was the Labour Party’s problem, Peter and his supporters fell into the usual trap of campaigning on behalf of the Top Docs, their campaign being to keep St Olave’s Hospital open, although St Olave’s closed in 1985. In the late 1960s, St Olave’s operated a Day Hospital for psychiatric patients which St Olave’s shared with Cane Hill Hospital. Cane Hill Hospital was used as a dumping ground by the Maudsley for ‘chronic’ patients who were ‘never going to get better’. Those patients will have been in a very sorry state and they will have been drugged up and abandoned. A Top Doctor will not have gone near them for months on end. In the late 1970s, virtually all the ‘services’ and patients at St Olave’s were transferred to Guy’s. In 1979, only 40 patients remained at St Olave’s and 30 of them were psychogeriatric patients, who were eventually transferred to New Cross Hospital. They too will have been abandoned by the Top Doctors.

I can understand that Peter may have felt that the psych patients of St Olave’s had so little that Peter et al were helping by keeping a shite mental health service going. After all, in the latter half of the 1990s, I argued very strongly for keeping the Day Centre in the Hergest Unit open on the grounds that at least it provided patients with a warm meeting place where they could socialise and have a cup of coffee with their friends, many Empowered Service Users being so poor and isolated that if the Day Centre shut they would not even be able to do that. Before the Day Centre died by a thousand cuts, it was a vastly preferable ‘service’ to that which was the North Wales Hospital Denbigh or the thugs of the Arfon Community Mental Health Team. After the Day Centre closed, patients died and became destitute en masse. See previous posts. However, what Peter and his supporters should really have been aiming for, while admittedly doing what they could to make patients’ lives as comfortable as they could under the circumstances, was to smash the racket that the Top Doctors were running, because that was the real problem. Those patients, along with the kids in care, were being abused and neglected, while the Top Docs stuck their noses into every trough available and dictated their own salaries. Every Gov’t Minister fell for it, even Battling Barbara Castle who was Going To Stamp Out Private Medicine. She didn’t, because the Top Docs told her to fuck off and Battling Babs didn’t dare cripple them and their rotten to the core profession. Furthermore Battling Babs ‘went private’ for fertility treatment herself because it wasn’t available on the NHS.

David Ennals and Dr Death were Ministers in the DHSS under Battling Babs.

Jeff Crowther, who for years worked as a nursing officer/manager in the mental health services in north Wales (see previous posts), was considered quite a leftie by his colleagues. Jeff loathed the Royal Family and one day I heard him telling the other Angels that the country fell for the Royals’ scams at every Royal Wedding and Royal Baby, but the Royal Family were a bunch of leeches who were bleeding the nation dry. I very much preferred Jeff to many of his colleagues, but he knew what Dafydd and the gang were doing, he admitted to me that Dafydd ‘was a corrupt old bastard’ and that he knew that Dafydd was sexually abusing patients and when I lost my temper and yelled at Jeff ‘why won’t any of you stand up to him?’, Jeff said ‘because we’ve got jobs to keep and mortgages to pay’ and walked off.

Sir Peter Morrison Jeff. One of those whom Dafydd was supplying with boys in care for sex parties. Morrison’s sister Dame Mary was Woman-of-the-Bedchamber to HM Queen Lilibet. The Duke of Westminster, one of Carlo’s closest friends, was involved in concealing Dafydd’s gang. So was Carlo himself, in his capacity as Chancellor of UCNW (Bangor University). Carlo’s mate Jimmy Savile was a visitor to Bryn Estyn, where one boy alleged Savile witnessed a gang rape of one boy. Why do you think that Di was making PR visits to AIDS wards where victims of Dafydd’s gang were dying, or to Broadmoor where victims of Dafydd’s gang were banged up and being assaulted by Savile? You knew all of this, you were not as thick as some of your colleagues and you kept quiet because you wanted a job as an Angel. You still didn’t grass the bastards up when they killed your wife and then sent a murderous thug after you.

Looks like you were taken to the cleaners as well Jeff.

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Labour Party ‘grandees’: Do you think that basing your election strategies and indeed Gov’ts on the continued success of a gang of paedophiles in north Wales was a particularly sensible idea? I wouldn’t expect anything better to have emanated from the brain of the Windbag, but surely some of you could have worked out what was going to happen? Battle for your soul? You didn’t have one, you only had a sole, which I and the others Empowered Service Users experienced as you trod on us for decades, you thick-as-pig-shit-we’d-better-give-the-Top-Docs-everything-that-they-ask-for-because-they-know-about-George-Thomas-and-anyway-we-won’t-get-medical-care-ourselves-if-we-piss-them-off utter dipsticks.

 

For all the mouthing off by Cockney Wanker and his chums about being the Authentic Voice and Committed to the Constituents, areas like Southwark are still on their knees, so somehow Cockney Wanker’s constituents didn’t reap the rewards throughout the decades that Cockney Wanker et al laid down their lives to fight their corner in the face of the invading gay hordes in the form of Peter Tatchell and co. I note that Cockney Wanker himself ended up in the Lords. Along with Lord Chapple, Lord Owen, Lord Kinnock, Lord Mandelson and the rest of them.

As for the fate of the wider UK after Cockney Wanker had saved us from Mr Tatchell:

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Ray Gunter succeeded Bob Mellish’s mate George Isaacs as Labour MP for Southwark, 1959-72. Gunter was born in Wales and had a background in the railway industry and the trade union movement – specifically his union, the Transport Salaried Staffs’ Association (TSSA). Gunter was elected as the MP for South East Essex in 1945 and was a backbencher throughout the six-year Labour Gov’t of Attlee. In the late 1940s, Gunter’s Essex seat was broken up; he was elected for Doncaster in Yorkshire in 1950. He was unseated in 1951 by the Tory Anthony Barber.

Gunter was associated with the right wing of the Labour Party and was a member of the Labour Party’s NEC, 1955-66. He was president of TSSA, 1956–64. Gunter was returned to the Commons as a TSSA-sponsored MP in 1959 and became a Shadow Cabinet member.

After Labour won the 1964 General Election, Harold Wilson made Gunter Minister of Labour. The dilemma Gunter faced was his trade unionist’s natural view that trade unions should be able to negotiate responsible pay rates for their members through “free collective bargaining” but on the other hand the wildcat strikes in some parts of British industry were often seen as damaging to the economy, and “wage restraint” was the alternative. Soon after Labour’s 1966 General Election victory, the seamans’ strike saw this conflict came to a head. Gunter took the same tough line as Harold Wilson. He would later describe his stint as Minister of Labour as a “bed of nails”. Gunter sought to complete his work by bringing in a new bill drawn from the findings of the Donovan Commission Report on trade union power, but Wilson reshuffled him to Minister of Power in April 1968. Gunter was rumoured to have been linked with negative leaks from Cabinet and resigned from Gov’t on 1 July 1968, stating he could no longer work in a Wilson Gov’t. Gunter’s successor in labour affairs, Barbara Castle, saw her proposals to reduce trade union powers in her 1969 White Paper, ‘In Place Of Strife’ fail in the teeth of concerted trade union opposition. Gunter resigned from Parliament in 1972.

Gunter died in 1977 and was buried on the Isles of Scilly, where for many years – like Harold Wilson – he had a house, located in Launceston Close, Old Town and called Y Bwythen Bach. Gunter’s name lives on in a block of sheltered flats for the elderly built by Southwark Council in Walworth; not that Gunter found himself spending his twilight years in that block of flats.

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Ray Gunter was succeeded in his Southwark seat by Harry Lamborn. Lamborn was born in London and also had a background in the union movement, specifically his union USDAW, local government and the London Co-operative movement.

Lamborn was a member of Camberwell Borough Council, 1953-65 and was Mayor in 1963/4. He represented the Dulwich constituency on the London County Council, 1958-65. Lamborn was elected to the successor body, the GLC, in 1964 for the constituency of Southwark and was re-elected in 1967 and 1970. Lamborn was Deputy Chairman of the GLC, 1971/2.

Harry Lamborn was elected for Southwark a by-election in May 1972 and after his constituency was eliminated in boundary changes, he ran in the newly configured Peckham. He was comfortably re-elected in the Feb 1974 General Election and was PPS to Denis Healey, the Chancellor of the Exchequer, 1974-79. Throughout it all, kids in care from Lamborn’s constituency were sent into the arms of Dafydd and the paedophiles.

Lamborn was comfortably re-elected in the Tory landslide of 1979, but with a reduced majority. He died in August 1982 and was succeeded in the Peckham constituency by Harriet Harman, a star of many previous posts on this blog. Harriet did and said nothing either about the kids from her constituency who had been and continued to be sent to children’s homes in north Wales where they were abused either, but then Harriet’s dad John Harman was a Top Doctor who was mates with many of those facilitating and colluding with Dafydd’s gang.

Harry Lamborn’s name too lives on in a block of sheltered flats for the elderly built by Southwark Council, on Gervase Street off the Old Kent Road in Peckham. Will Harriet too be immortalised in the name of a block of old people’s flats? Well Jane Hutt’s mate Val Feld who did more than most wimmin in Wales – except for Jane Hutt herself, Julie Morgan, Lesley Griffiths and Edwina Hart of course – to collude with Dafydd’s gang is remembered by a plaque on the wall of the Senedd (see previous posts)…

 

While reading about Southwark, I noticed something odd. Susan Elan Jones was a Councillor in the London Borough of Southwark, 2006-09 and was Deputy Leader of the Opposition on that Council, 2007-09. Susan Elan Jones is currently the Labour MP for Clwyd South, after being elected in the 2010 General Election, succeeding the paedophiles’ friend Martyn Jones (see previous posts). Susan Elan Jones is rather hopeless and invisible as an MP, but she has done a bit of screaming in the direction of the two old Trots who currently lead the Labour Party. Susan was one of those who resigned from Jezza’s Shadow Cabinet in June 2016, denouncing Jezza as unelectable and calling on him to stand down.

Part of Susan’s statement read: ‘When I was re-elected as MP for Clwyd South in May 2015, I made a plea that we should never forget those in our society who are less fortunate…although I shall no longer be a Shadow Minister, I will of course continue to be totally committed to my work in Parliament and my constituency, as well as to the Party of which I have been a member for nearly 31 years’.

Well Susan, some years ago this lot were on the doorstep of your constituency and as someone who grew up near Wrexham during the 1970s and 80s, you’ll know that a lot of people are still living with the consequences, so I’m wondering when you’re going to remember those who really were a great deal less fortunate than you were:

 

 

 

 

The milking of the notion of Violent NHS Patients continues. I’ve been too busy to read all the news stories properly today, but I see that The Torygraph is leading with a report that two patients died in a clinical trial at UCL and it was covered up (this will not be the first time that has happened) and other reports tell us that the NHS ‘needs more’, the billions and billions extra that they have been promised is still not enough.

Of course the ‘Today’ programme this morning also led with an NHS story; it is that hoary old chestnut Angels Are Being Attacked By Patients. This one is a favourite as any fule kno and it usually accompanies demands for more dosh. The strategy has a long and glorious history as well; my post ‘A Very COHSE Relationship With Some Very Nasty People’ used info from a PhD thesis that mapped the scare stories featuring Dangerous Mental Patients with pay claims from asylum attendants in the first half of the 20th century, although there was plenty of evidence to suggest that it was the patients who were usually on the receiving end of neglect and brutality. Matthew Hancock the Health Secretary has stated that the first NHS strategy to tackle Violence Against Staff is being launched.

That’s funny Matthew because I clearly remember that happening some years ago. The reason why I remember it so clearly was that I was one of the Violent Patients whom Keith Thomson, the CEO of the NW Wales NHS Trust, proudly told the local press about; one woman had been banned from all NHS premises by the use of a restraining order, it was in all the north Wales papers! That woman was me and I later discovered that the restraining order was legally invalid. It was issued by the corrupt judge Huw Daniel on the day that a court case collapsed against me because at least eight NHS staff were found to have lied to the police. One of those who lied was an occupational therapy student called Mike, who admitted to his line manager that he had been forced to make a statement about me after I rang him up for help and advice, having been banned from all NHS premises by the legally invalid restraining order… The original prosecution was mounted against me for ‘threatening to kill’ Alun Davies (the mental health services manager) after I made a complaint that an Angel and four healthcare assistants had assaulted and injured me. Alun Davies was sitting in the National Assembly with Jane Hutt and her officials when he repeatedly rang the police maintaining that he was terrified and that I presented a very real risk to him. As I sat, injured, in a locked ward at the other end of Wales…

So where was the prosecution of Alun Davies, at least six NHS workers including the Nurse Manager of the Hergest Unit Lena Henry and at least one police officer for perjury and conspiracy then??? Oh, there wasn’t one.

At the same time that Keith Thomson told the local papers about the Violent Patient who had been banned from all NHS premises, the RCN rep for Ysbyty Gwynedd provided the same newspapers with figures for the numerous ‘assaults’ on NHS workers at Ysbyty Gwynedd which I knew to be grossly exaggerated. The RCN rep knew the reality as well, because he was Gareth Phillips, who until he had health problems and was signed off work sick, was employed as an Angel at the Hergest Unit. Gareth’s wife Penny had also worked as an Angel at the Hergest Unit for years. Gareth wangled that job as a RCN rep by keeping schtum about the abuse of patients. Gareth was Jeff Crowther’s closest friend and they used to spend their weekends and holidays off in the summer going to festivals where they would indulge, in their own words, in a ‘drugs binge’.

Why were the former kids in care from north Wales who alleged that they had been abused by staff told by Ronnie Waterhouse and everyone else that they couldn’t be believed? Because they had drug problems and were thought to be after compensation. An Angel who regularly indulges in recreational chemicals, is looking at the end of their career and still wants a good salary? Come this way sir, we have a job as an RCN rep if you agree to keep your mouth shut and tell lies to the media when we fit up one of the witnesses to Dafydd’s trafficking gang.

By the time that I was acquitted of ‘threats to kill’ I’d nearly finished a PhD. After I had the temerity to get my PhD, a campaign of harassment was unleashed upon certain people in Bangor University, including my PhD supervisor and his wife, a number of my friends and even the Vice-Chancellor. See previous posts. Alun Davies subsequently began frequenting the University, a place where he had never previously set foot. Not only that, but Davies began turning up in the Students’ Union building when I was in there. Davies was frequenting Bangor University on the pretext of asking students to volunteer for charidee work. Some students had been volunteering at the Hergest Unit, a lovely bunch who volunteered with a group set up by the Hergest whistleblower. Alun Davies ordered that the group should be disbanded because the students Weren’t Qualified. No, but they all had an interest in entering the mental health professions and furthermore they noticed that Hergest patients were being abused and neglected. That was when Davies noticed that they Weren’t Qualified.

Students of Bangor University: as people who had passed A levels, you were ALL More Qualified than Alun Davies, who had NO qualifications. Davies began his career as the lowliest grade of NHS clerk in south Wales and rose to the top on the basis of his frank corruption. Davies came from the Rhondda, which was the domain of George Thomas and on the doorstep of the Windbag. Geddit???

Here’s Baroness Windbag, who’s mum and dad gave her boyfriend the Windbag a helping hand with his political career by introducing him to their mate Lord Cledwyn, the Labour MP for Anglesey, 1951-79, who was mates with Jim Callaghan and concealed the molesting ways of George Thomas, who served as a Welsh Officer Minister under Secretary of State Cledwyn and succeeded Cledwyn as Secretary of State for Wales. See posts ‘The Cradle Of Filth’ and ‘How Much Greater Is A Man Than A Sheep?’.

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Between 1974 and 96, Gwynedd County Council managed children’s homes on Anglesey, including one in Holyhead, where kids were abused by Dafydd’s gang. This was the Chancellor of UCNW throughout the decades when that institution was run by Dafydd and the gang:

Charles, Prince of Wales

 

Glenys and Neil: After I graduated, Dr D.G.E. Wood and your mate Tony Francis hurled at and insulted me and told me to get out of North Wales. When I didn’t, they hurled at me a bit more. When I did eventually leave north Wales and go to work in London, their mates down there hurled at and insulted me and told me to got back to north Wales. Could you ask Carlo where exactly he wants me to live, because there seemed to be a lot of indecision. Perhaps Carlo could provide me with a cottage on the Duchy’s estate, like he did for Peter Ball, the molesting Bishop?

The Gov’ts latest drive against Violent NHS Patients – believe me, there’s been quite a few now, all labelled as the first drive against Violent Patients – has been given a boost by legislation which will Double The Sentences of Violent Patients. The legislation was proposed by Chris Bryant, the Labour MP for the Rhondda. Bryant is a former vicar who some years ago appeared on Gaydar clad only in a rather sad pair of undies, accompanied by a message asking ‘Oi mate, do you want a fuck?’ I do not know how many offers the Rev Bryant received, but if he’d peddled his bottom in the vicinity of Gwynne, Dafydd and the gang in north Wales in the 1980s, he’d have had plenty of takers. When Thatch was destroying the Rhondda in the 1980s, Chris was a fresh faced Oxford grad who was a staunch supporter and member of the Tory Party (see previous posts). I really do think that someone ought to tell his constituents.

One of the tabloids today – I think it was ‘The Sun’ – reported that Cops believe that there may be ‘another two Saviles’ at large ie. celebs who are serially sexually assaulting kids. I would have thought that the world would now be a little suspicious of elderly men who wear nothing but a pair of gold lame shorts and ask 4 yr olds if they’ll be his girlfriend when they are invited to ‘glittering balls’ arranged by the NHS to raise money, but no, the Top Docs don’t learn, as they have learned nothing with regard to De-escalation Techniques When Faced With Violent Patients. Vanity, money and the desire for a gong will win the day every time.

 

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BBC News Wales reported today that the Royal College of Psychiatrists has employed a Poet in Residence no less. It is the brother of one of the Manic Street Preachers. I imagine that the Royal College of Psychiatrists will manage to kill anyone’s enjoyment of poetry stone dead. The Manic Street Preachers did of course star Richie Edwards, who disappeared many years ago. Richie was very able but had been distressed for years; he was a serious self-harmer and I really don’t think that the Top Docs did him much good…

 

As it is Halloween, here’s some pictures of the ghosts that haunt north Wales:

 

 

Not That Anyone Ever Knew Anything About This Lot Who Are Haunting The Region Of Course…

Dulce et Decorum est

Wilfred Owen wrote ‘Dulce et Decorum est’ – as well as ‘Anthem For Doomed Youth’ – when he was at Craiglockhart Hospital suffering from neurasthenia, ‘shell shock’. I don’t know what Craiglockhart and its Top Doctors such as W.H.R. Rivers thought that they were doing, because as everybody knows it was of course Dr Dafydd Alun Jones who identified the world’s first case of what is now known as PTSD ‘in a clinic in Dolgellau’, as Dafydd subsequently explained in a 2008 ‘memorandum’ which he submitted as evidence to a Parliamentary Committee, detailing how he created yet another money spinner on the basis of tall stories and clinical negligence (see post ‘Feet In Chains’). I do urge new visitors to this blog to take the time to read that post and join me in marvelling at how Parliament swallowed such nonsense from Dafydd.

The earliest surviving manuscript of ‘Dulce et Decorum est’ was drafted in Oct 1917 and was addressed to Owen’s mum Susan Owen, with the message ‘here is a gas poem done yesterday (which is not private, but not final)’.

There was an Angel who worked at the Hergest Unit called Susan Owen. She had previously worked in the psychiatry wards of Ysbyty Gwynedd pre-Hergest. Susan worked at the Hergest Unit until she died not so long ago. She witnessed the abuse, the malpractice and the suicides, yet remained silent. She was killed in a car crash and after her death tributes were paid to her compassion, dedication and other Angelic qualities and money for charidee was raised in her memory.

 

The last line of Wilfred Owen’s poem referred to ‘The Old Lie: Dulce et decorum est Pro patria mori’ – ‘how sweet and honourable it is to die for one’s country’. Which is nearly as much of an ancient lie as the traditional favourite, ‘we didn’t know’.

Whilst Owen was in Craiglockhart, he edited the hospital magazine ‘The Hydra’. The Hydra was a gigantic snake-like monster of Greek myth with multiple heads which lived in the marshes of Argos no less. If one of the Hydra’s heads was cut off, two would spring from the fresh wound.

 

I was planning to blog about Sir John Ashford, the former VC of Salford University, who not only continued to approve the qualifications given out to the members of a gang of paedophiles attending courses at Cartrefle College, but who somehow steered that institution through a crisis when in the mid-1980s, it received a 40% cut in funding from the UGC (see post ‘Anthem For Doomed Youth’). I should have known better than to mention that I would be doing this – all traces of Sir John Ashford have disappeared from the internet. He was there three days ago, he is still alive and I found a lovely photo of him, so at least I’ll recognise him if we bump into each other. As befits someone who spent many years running an institution which verified worthless qualifications for those who trafficked kids in care into sex work and who also failed to take action when one of his own students reported witnessing appalling abuse in a children’s home in north Wales, Sir John has clocked up a whole string of public appointments but I’m sorry to say that I didn’t make notes when I did my preliminary search a few days ago.

I can see that I am going to have to keep my blogging intentions under wraps to prevent paedophiles’ friends disappearing into the ether.

 

So I’ll move onto further observations regarding UCNW (Bangor University), who survived Sir Peter Swinnerton-Dyer’s 1980s plan to close the institution down by reminding him that the College was governed and managed by the people facilitating the Westminster Paedophile Ring and that many of the staff who were not actively doing this had dirt on the people who were, so it really was best not to tangle with them. Thus a monster called Fergus Lowe was allowed to grow and grow until he was completely out of control (see post ‘Feet In Chains’)…

I mentioned in previous posts that Mary Wynch, at the time that she was unlawfully arrested and imprisoned by Dafydd, worked as a secretary in the famously dysfunctional Agriculture Dept at UCNW. I believe that Mary found out about something whilst she worked there that fired the paedophiles’ friends into action. My post ‘Not Seen Since The 80s – Carwyn’ provides some details of the gross incompetence and farcical events in the Agri Dept as well as the bad atmosphere which prevailed under Prof J.B. Owen. Owen was responsible for much vindictiveness and wrongdoing, but as I remember, in 1981 Owen was still talked of as the ‘new man’ in that Dept. I don’t think that he was there when Dafydd opened fire on Mary. J.B. Owen I think had come from Aberdeen University, where he had been a geneticist. Owen had a sheep farm on Anglesey and I was told that his family provided the dosh that established the Agri Dept, but it was a case of him being called home in the aftermath of the Mary Wynch crisis rather than him being at the scene of the crime. I have no idea of who was Head of Dept before him, but I have spoken to people who said that the Dept was appalling before Owen ever returned to the cylch.

Historians have argued that in the 19th century, the Nonconformist church and the press worked very hard to reconstruct an image of Wales, in a Hobsbawmesque ‘invention of tradition’ way. I’m fairly sure that a similar process went on after the Mary Wynch case. I described how a flock of Nice Young Doctors and Angels arrived in north Wales in the face of the terrible publicity that Dafydd and Gwynne had brought to the region, but sadly the Nice Young Doctors and Angels just did the work of Dafydd and Gwynne with friendly smiles on their faces. It seemed to be pretty much the same phenomenon in the Agri Dept. Previous posts and comments have mentioned the ludicrous Gordon Farley, a lecturer in Agriculture who had to be removed as warden of a hall because of his habit of letting himself into the girls’ rooms and trying to grope them, getting pissed and gatecrashing student parties etc. Farley must have been about 60 and was widely regarded as an idiot, but he very obviously should not have been employed. He seemed to have only turned up at UCNW in 1980. I was told that Farley had been given the job at Bangor after a VSO project that he was working on was terminated – he still had time to run on his contract, so VSO gave him to UCNW as a free gift. Which suggests that VSO were certainly participating in some questionable practices. Like the Nice Young Docs, Farley was every bit as much of a liability as those who predated him.

Previous posts have mentioned Prof Richard Howarth, who, despite being a member of staff in the joke of an Agri Dept, bagged a job as an adviser to Thatcher. Howarth was an agricultural economist of a right-wing kind and for a few happy years, his star was high. He sunk without trace at about the time when Sir Peter Morrison, Thatcher’s mate and Minister who was abusing kids in care in north Wales and elsewhere, died. Howarth’s colleague Terry Thomas also found himself doing very well, until he too bit the dust, which eventually culminated in him suing Bangor University as the aggro between the two parties escalated (see post ‘Heart Of Darkness’). Dirty deals on the basis of Morrison, Dafydd et al were so obviously being done all over the region, as well as within UCNW, but I have not discovered for certain what it was that Mary Wynch found out about that caused the Final Solution ie. the utilisation of Dafydd’s talents.

I can think of one possibility. Previous posts (eg. ‘A Bit More Paleontology’) have described how in July 1979, Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon, the son of Lord Lloyd Kenyon, woke up in the Crest Hotel in Wrexham to discover that his clothes and property had been stolen – by a young man with whom he had been having sex the previous night. This boy, who was then two years below the legal age of consent and was in the care of the local authority, claimed at the Waterhouse Inquiry that Kenyon ‘had used him for sex on numerous occasions’. Kenyon reported the theft to the police and not only named the boy whom he believed had robbed him, but explained quite openly that they were having a sexual relationship.. Among the stolen items was a cache of explicit Polaroid photographs of Kenyon and the boy together. A note made by the boys’ social worker recorded that the North Wales Police were well aware of ‘homosexual activities’ between Kenyon and the boy. The matter was investigated and the outcome was that the boy was convicted of theft and sent to a detention centre. Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon was not charged with any offence.

An account of these events appeared on the website established by Richard Webster, ‘The Secret Of Bryn Estyn’. I note that the account has recently been amended. At present, the website states that Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon woke up in the Wrexham flat of Gary Cooke, where he had spent the previous night with a boy in the care of the local authority. The original account stated on the website stated that it was recorded upon the boy’s social work file that it was known by the North Wales Police that he was having a homosexual relationship with Tyrell-Kenyon. The original account stated that the photos were not recovered but the website is now stating that the photos were destroyed as a matter of course by the North Wales Police. If that was done, it will have been to destroy evidence, rather than to protect the dignity of the boy whom Tyrell-Kenyon was exploiting.

There seems to be a degree of uncertainly regarding precise details, but it would seem that Tyrell-Kenyon was definitely abusing a boy in care, that the North Wales Police and social services knew about this, that there was an incident in Wrexham which resulted in the boy being sent to a detention centre, that Tyrell-Kenyon was not charged and that the Waterhouse Inquiry received evidence about Tyrell-Kenyon’s conduct towards boys in care in north Wales.

Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon died of HIV/AIDS in July 1993.

Thomas’s father, the 5th Baron Kenyon, was, among many other things, a JP, a member of the North Wales Police Authority, a Flintshire County Councillor, involved with the senior management of the NHS in north Wales from 1960 onward and was Chairman of Clwyd Health Authority, 1974-78. Lord Kenyon was the most senior Freemason in north Wales. He died in the same year as his son. Lord Kenyon was also President of UCNW, 1947-82. Lord Kenyon was succeeded as President by paedophiles’ friend and indeed Ronnie Waterhouse’s friend Sir William Mars-Jones – at the time of the reconstruction of north Wales. Lord Kenyon didn’t die until 1993, so he probably did not step down as President out of infirmity or old age.

Lord Kenyon’s obituary stated that his achievements ‘included the improvement of agriculture and the health service in Wales’. Lord Kenyon was Chairman of Clwyd Health Authority whilst Dafydd and Gwynne were imprisoning the victims of the paedophile gang in the dungeon at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. Perhaps it was Lord Kenyon who was responsible for the ‘new blood’ arriving in the NHS in north Wales at the time of the reconstruction – it wouldn’t matter how infectious the new blood was, no-one is allowed to say anything too critical about the NHS, so we can deduce very little from the comments about Lord Kenyon improving the NHS. Ysbyty Gwynedd opened in 1984, replacing the C&A Hospital. Ysbyty Gwynedd was dogged by problems from the day that it opened, which was hardly surprising because it was managed by the same old paedophiles’ friends who had already shown themselves to be incapable of managing anything. Ysbyty Glan Clwyd was opened in 1980 and everybody had a good laugh because both YG and YGC had exactly the same major construction problems within their buildings.

Regarding the belief that Lord Kenyon had improved agriculture in Wales. I wonder if this is a reference to the changing personnel in the Agri Dept in UCNW? As with the ‘improvements’ to the NHS in the region, there was very little difference ‘before’ and ‘after’ because the rot was so deep. Regarding changes in UCNW – in 1984, Eric Sunderland replaced Sir Charles Evans as Principal. As with the rest of the reconstruction of north Wales, Eric Sunderland seems to have been just as much as a paedophiles’ friend as his predecessor was, but he wasn’t as offensive or confrontational, so his role in maintaining the status quo wasn’t readily perceived for what it was (see post ‘Heart Of Darkness’).

J.B. Owen’s status as a land owner on Anglesey almost certainly gave him influence over local authority matters. The local authority corruption on Anglesey is famous, there is a widespread belief that it cannot be surpassed. One Councillor went to prison, resumed office after he was released and then violently attacked a TV news crew on camera. He was not charged. Anglesey was the location of serious child abuse, both in the children’s homes and in foster families.

References to Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon abusing boys in care with impunity emerged in the public domain date in the late 1970s. Which was when Mary Wynch was banged up and subsequently ruined. Was it what Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon – and others as well – were doing to kids in care that Mary Wynch found out about which incurred the wrath of Dafydd and the paedophiles? Dafydd and the paedophiles were running UCNW as well as a sex trafficking gang and the son of the UCNW President was enjoying the services that they provided. A spin-off was the tolerance of a seriously failing dysfunctional Agri Dept in UCNW and the elevation of one of those within to a position as a Gov’t adviser. Local farmers rolled around laughing at the Agri Dept, it was an atrocious advert for UCNW because the Dept’s farm went bankrupt. It was bailed out by UCNW and I was told that a few years later it went bankrupt again. And there was a member of that Dept advising Thatch on economics…

In 1983, amidst the reconstruction of the image of north Wales, Ron Davies was elected as MP for Caerphilly (see post ‘Cottaging At Castle Gate’).

 

Back in the 1990s, ‘Private Eye’ gave Prof Richard Howarth sympathetic coverage, alleging that he was the Voice of Sense who had been forced out of Bangor. In those days, the agenda of the Eye was a rather conservative one and Ronnie Waterhouse’s mates such as Auberon Waugh dominated the magazine (see post ‘Heart Of Darkness’). Bron took the piss with the best of them and came up trumps during the Thorpe scandal by standing against Thorpe in the 1979 General Election as the Dog Lover’s candidate in honour of Rinka, Norman’s Great Dane who had been killed by the hitman allegedly hired by Thorpe. However Bron was a reactionary old Tory and also wrote for the Torygraph and ‘The Spectator’, along with people like Charles Moore. Bron would never have wanted the role of Thatcher in the Westminster Paedophile Ring exposed. Bron et al enjoyed entertaining themselves with the notion that the Liberal Party were all a bit mad, what with beards and sandals and homosexuality and of course the GLC and the loony left provided a rich seam of mirth as well, but the one thing that no-one was going to publish was that Sir Peter Morrison and Norman St John Stevas were holding sex parties with children. The Eye published an article about Harvey Proctor, but Harvey Proctor did not have a sister who was Woman-of-the-Bedchamber to HM Lilibet and he wasn’t friends with the Queen Mum. Which sadly was what made Morrison and St John Stevas untouchable.

Prince Charles was of course Chancellor of UCNW. He knew about the abuse of children in care in north Wales as well, because Alison Taylor wrote to him and received a reply from his office stating that he could not get involved (see post ‘Today We Have Naming Of Parts’). Which is a little inconsistent with Charles’s oft stated intention that he will ‘get involved’. Anyone for homeopathy/organic farming/architecture/Poundbury?

Meanwhile up in north Wales witnesses were found being dead. At the time, I remember Sir Alastair Burnet’s shameless toadying in the ‘At Home With Charles and Di’ documentary that was broadcast when William and Harry were little. I think it was also Burnet who conducted the interview with Princess Anne regarding her work with ‘Save The Children’, during which HRH Princess Snap stated that she ‘didn’t particularly like children’. HRH Princess Snap had two of her own by then, which was probably why Burnet didn’t pursue that line of questioning further.

Ronnie Waterhouse’s best mate Sir Robin Day described Burnet as ‘the booster rocket that put ITN into orbit’. Burnet was educated at the Leys School, of which Trumpers’ husband Alan Barker became Headmaster. Burnet predated Barker, but Trumpers made a point of keeping influential old boys on side (see post ’95 Glorious Years!’).

 CRASH! Another road accident kills another witness.

For Christ’s sake, is this really going to be tolerated? Gwynne and Dafydd – the foundation stone in this pyramid; who on earth advised the Royal Household? Obviously the same person who let Jimmy Savile through the doors on a regular basis. The paedophiles’ friends are certainly not showing much loyalty, Brown’s dad was killed by them and he used to go to garden parties at Buck House and was Deputy Lieutenant for Somerset.

Viv Stanshall’s masterpiece ‘Sir Henry At Rawlinson End’ featured Sir Henry’s loyal wrinkled retainer, Old Scrotum. Dafydd seems to have played a similar role in relation to the Royal Family.

In Feb 1991, the month after I had been released from Springfield Hospital having been forced out of my job and was facing serious charges on the basis of statements by Tony and Sadie Francis which their own lawyers knew were untrue (see post ‘The Sordid Role of Sir Robert Francis QC’), HM Lilibet knighted Peter Morrison.

Interestingly enough, Jeremy Thorpe’s second wife Marion had previously been married to the 7th Earl of Harewood, Lilibet’s cousin. Jeremy boasted that he had slept with both Princess Margaret and Lord Snowdon.

 

God you are pathetic D.G.E. Wood. About as pathetic as Lord Asa fucking Briggs, who couldn’t cope with a student protest but facilitated a paedophile ring (see post ‘Anthem For Doomed Youth’). I’ll put in an order for a vat of red paint. Or just a very big tank of slurry.

Bring up the bodies and let the world face up to what went on.

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‘Edmund – Who Is Queen?’

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‘Ludwig Is A Master Of Disguise. Nursey Is An Insane Old Woman With An Udder Fixation.’

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Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

Bottoms Up!

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Michael and His Radical Conscience:
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Risley Remand Centre, 1981. A lot of the prisoners were the victims of a sex trafficking gang and they had been fitted up:

 

Year No. of suicides Date of incident Cause of death (Inquest verdict)
1965 2 15 August Strangulation due to hanging
15 November Asphyxia due to hanging
1966 2 28 February Wound to abdomen by scissors
23 August Asphyxia due to hanging
1967 2 10 October Asphyxia due to hanging
20 October Asphyxia due to hanging
1968 3 15 June Asphyxia due to hanging
30 November Asphyxia due to hanging
30 November Asphyxia due to hanging
1969 2 2 April Asphyxia due to hanging
26 October Broken neck due to hanging
1970–1974 Nil 1975 2
13 May Asphyxia due to hanging
5 September Asphyxia due to hanging
1976–1979 Nil
1980 1 10 January Death by hanging

Things did not get any better – I invite readers to take a look at the mortality figures and inspection reports for Risley, even up until 2016.

‘Shut Your Mouth About DA.’

‘We didn’t know.’

 

Lord Kenyon and the agriculture connection explains why William Waldegrave, who had served the paedophiles’ friends so well when he was Secretary of State for Health (Nov 1990-April 1992, neatly spanning the time when I and two other witnesses had our careers ruined and the mountain of crap in north Wales and at St George’s Hospital Medical School was concealed), was installed as John Major’s Minister for MAFF, 20 July 1994-5 July 1995. Waldegrave’s time at MAFF covered the Time of Great Panic, as the Jillings Investigation took place, as the allegations of a paedophile ring in north Wales involving those at the very top of society just would not go away and as there was panic and musical chairs at the top of the Welsh Office, culminating in the lies being told about Dafydd’s retirement and the closure of the North Wales Hospital (see post ‘Criminals Are Getting Away With It’).

Matt Arnold, the Headmaster of Bryn Estyn, died of an ‘unspecified blood disease’ on 9 June 1994. The trial of Peter Howarth – Arnold’s longstanding friend and colleague at Bryn Estyn – for multiple counts  of sexual assault on boys at Bryn Estyn opened on 13 June 1994 (see post ‘The Banality Of Evil’).

On 5 July 1995, Douglas Hogg succeeded Waldegrave at MAFF. Hogg had previously been a Minister in the Home Office, 1986-88, whilst Home Secretary Douglas Hurd colluded with the criminality of Dafydd et al (see posts ‘Security, Security’ and ‘Additional Security Measures’). Hogg is the barrister son of Lord Hailsham aka Quintin Hogg who had spent a whole career in many different roles covering up for the crimes of Dafydd and the paedophiles in a previous generation (see post ‘The International Language Of Screaming’), despite telling the Wolfenden Committee – which resulted in the 1957 Wolfenden Report – that ‘The instinct of mankind to describe homosexual acts as unnatural is not based on mere prejudice’ and that homosexuals were ‘corrupting’ and ‘a proselytising religion’. But then Dafydd and Gwynne subjected gay people to ‘aversion therapy’ years after homosexuality had been decriminalised whilst they trafficked boys (and girls) into the sex industry.

Bing Spear, the corrupt mandarin who was the Home Office Drugs Branch Chief Inspector (see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’) and ensured that Dafydd continued to prescribe ‘anything that you want, anything at all’, died on 9 July 1995. Peter Morrison was found dead on 13 July 1995. See post ‘Criminals Are Getting Away With It’.

Another two problems solved. Now John Major just had to deal with the surviving witnesses in north Wales, most of whom were former kids in care, mental health patients or prisoners. Thus mental health services in north Wales were allowed to collapse as described in previous posts and scores of patients became destitute or died. Cue Ronnie Waterhouse and his Inquiry.

The Lord Hague of Richmond
William Hague Foreign Secretary (2010).jpg

 

 

In my post ‘Today We Have Naming Of Parts’ I provided details of Ceryl Wyn Davies, the serial sex offender who was nonetheless given the job as Headmaster of Tanygrisiau School, Blaenau Ffestiniog, only to offend against his pupils once more and who was imprisoned again in 1986. Ioan Bowen Rees, the then Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council, maintained that the Council had not known about Ceryl’s earlier conviction. I suspected that Ioan and many other people would have known about it, because Blaenau is a small place and Ceryl Wyn had grown up there along with most of the rest of the town. Ceryl Wyn served a prison sentence for child sex offences in 1964. In 1968 he was a member of the Ffestiniog Eisteddfod Youth Committee. I have now received further information about Ceryl Wyn from someone who made a civil claim against Gwynedd County Council after they discovered that Gwynedd knew about Ceryl’s past offending but still employed him to work with children.

Ceryl Wyn was born in 1938 in Tanygrisiau. He married his wife in Pwllheli in 1970. Ceryl Wyn was first jailed in 1964 by Holyhead Magistrates for indecently assaulting his pupils – he was living in Holyhead at the time. In 1970 Ceryl Wyn moved back to Blaenau with his wife, where they brought the house that they still live in today.

Ceryl Wyn was honoured by the Gorsedd of the Bards at the National Eisteddfod at Denbigh in 2001. His entry reads:

‘Ceryl Wynne Davies, Blaenau Ffestiniog, educated in Ysgol Rhemadeg Ffestiniog and in Normal College Bangor. The author of dramas and was equal first in the competition to write a short play in the Eisteddfod in Barri and Fflint. Broadcaster, producer, presenter, committee member and a lay preacher. Has been a teacher and school headmaster and at present is the managing editor/publisher of Dolgellau’s weekly local newspaper Y Dydd.’
Ceryl Wyn taught in three other primary schools before he was appointed Head of Ysgol Tanygrisiau in 1978. There were many complaints about his conduct at each school. Gwynedd County Council’s response was to move Ceryl onto another school. One of Ceryl’s own parents was a County Councillor, whose remit was either Education or Children’s Social Services. My correspondent was told by her solicitor that after Ceryl was released from his second prison sentence, he lectured at a college and was then employed again by Gwynedd County Council.
Ceryl Wyn has starred on S4C and in 1977 he published a book of Welsh prose with Gwasg Gomer. For many years he judged children’s beauty competitions and I am told that one child who was entered for one such competition was the offspring of a woman who is employed by Gwynedd Social Services who is well-aware of Mr Davies’s previous offending.
I have been sent copies of correspondence between a resident of Blaenau and Christine James of the National Eisteddfod, with regard to the Blaenau resident stating her concern that a serial child sex offender should have been honoured at the Eisteddfod.  Christine James makes all the right noises about protecting children and being shocked and disgusted but maintains that Ceryl slipped through the net. Ms James was told that Ceryl seems to have slipped through a great many nets. The Blaenau resident asked who proposed and seconded Mr Davies for membership of the Gorsedd. Christine James replied that she didn’t know – the administrator concerned is now dead and there are no records identifying those who recommended Mr Davies.
Under no circumstances do I think that Mr Davies should be subjected to vigilante action and I think that it says a lot for Blaenau that he has been allowed to live in their community and hasn’t been subjected to a baying mob. Neither do I think that his books, dramas, poetry, recordings etc should be wiped off the face of the earth – if he is a talented writer (or even an untalented writer), of course people should be allowed to enjoy his work. I was of the opinion that it was rather pointless of the BBC to refuse to allow the many clips of Jimmy Savile to be shown again. It was the BBC who concealed Savile’s offending for decades, as well as the NHS of course. That can’t be undone by not allowing access to archive footage. A member of my Welsh class complained about there being a reference to Rolf Harris in one of our WLPAN books – I couldn’t understand the problem myself, Rolf Harris’s crimes aren’t going to be undone if Welsh learners are protected from the mention of his name.
However, Gwynedd County Council were negligent in the extreme with regard to employing Mr Davies in the wake of his record of offending and there is a strong stench of nepotism and corruption surrounding his employment.
I note that with regard to Mr Davies’s 1986 conviction and imprisonment, Mr Davies was suspended from his job as Head of Ysgol Tanygrisiau before the trial. HTV announced his suspension in a news report on 29 Oct 1985. Some three months before, I had made complaint to Gwynedd Health Authority about the mental health services. By Oct 1985, Tony Francis had contacted the BMA and the managers of Gwynedd Health Authority, maintaining that I was mad and dangerous and that this was demonstrated by my ‘delusions’ concerning Gwynne the lobotomist.  As matters escalated over the following years, it was Ron Evans, the crooked lawyer employed by Gwynedd County Council, who, in collaboration with Lucille Hughes the Director of Gwynedd Social Services, made a number of attempts to frame me and have me imprisoned. All this happened whilst Ioan Bowen Rees, who allowed Ceryl Wyn to ‘slip through the net’ and who was remarkably forgiving towards Ceryl when he was released from prison, was Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council.
A paedophile ring operated in Gwynedd Social Services whilst Bowen Rees was Chief Exec. Bowen Rees’s staff and their colleagues in the NHS and Welsh Office stopped at nothing over the a period of many years in their attempts to imprison me. Not because I’d complained about Ceryl Wyn – I’d never heard of him – but because I had complained about Mr Big who had been running the trafficking gang for decades.
Ioan and his henchmen never lost sight of me or indeed my friends. We were threatened, harassed, driven out of our jobs and on occasions physically attacked, even when we were not living in Wales. However did Ioan manage to take his eye off the ball re Ceryl Wyn who lived in the same house in Blaenau and who worked for Gwynedd County Council for decades?
In 2000 I was told that the National Eisteddfod had been left red-faced after it was discovered that the man who had been responsible for running the children’s nursery one year was a convicted child sex offender from Kent.
In 2009 the National Eisteddfod was held at Bala and someone I knew arranged to go there with me and give me a lift. This person was a rather promiscuous gay and it was a while before I realised that he was actually quite busy on what was effectively a rent boy scene among Welsh celebrity circles. (That’s how I found out that Max Boyce was gay.) One of his many associates was a man whom I called the Foul Mouthed Harpist, a high profile award winning harpist based in north Wales, who behind his public image was an unhappy and very bad tempered man. People quipped that I was in no position to label someone ‘foul mouthed’ but the Foul Mouthed Harpist was a far greater offender than me. Brown observed that the ‘Foul Mouthed Harpist’ sounded like a character off The Fast Show and the name stuck. As we arrived at the Eisteddfod, we bumped into the Foul Mouthed Harpist, who was equipped with his harp because he was due to play at the Eisteddfod. Some twenty minutes later, my companion disappeared without notice and I spent two hours wandering around the Eisteddfod before he reappeared. It transpired that he had managed to have sex with the Foul Mouthed Harpist somewhere at the Eisteddfod. God knows where, perhaps behind the Pafiliwn, whilst the Bard was being crowned.
Gordon Bennett – and here she is with her harp:
  • Harp | Royal Welsh College of Music & Drama
And here’s her daughter-in-law, Royal Harpist to Prince Charles, or Carlo as that well-known Republican Dafydd Iwan calls him:
Lynn in the limelight | Let's Talk
Yma O Bloody Hyd.
I don’t mind the harp playing, or even the gay sex at the Eisteddfod – although I can only hope that the Foul Mouthed Harpist and his partner didn’t do it in the streets and frighten the horses  – but I do mind the hypocrisy, the corruption and the fact that someone tried to murder Brown and did murder one of my closest friends, whilst everybody wailed ‘we didn’t know’.
You did know, so don’t insult the memory of those who were found dead by telling us all that you are ‘shocked and disgusted’, that ‘safeguarding’ is a priority and that elderly sex offenders are now being ‘held to account’ and that ‘justice will be done’. Justice can never be done, the victims are dead, they died in full public view whilst screaming for help and that will never be altered, no matter how many geriatric sex offenders are imprisoned.
Many of the paedophiles’ friends made much of their involvement in political activism, including in anti-apartheid/anti-discrimination activities. Abel Meeropol aka Lewis Allan wrote the poem ‘Strange Fruit’ after being inspired by this photo of the lynching of Thomas Shipp and Abram Smith, Aug 1930:

Save your apologies, just accept that none of you have the right to hold positions of responsibility or play a part in public life any longer, yet alone comment on the solutions to societal ills. As the Foul Mouthed Harpist would say, just fuck off.

A few more local sinners past and present:

John Sims, the CPN and ‘substance abuse specialist’ who was wheeled out as the NW Wales NHS Trust’s answer to service user involvement and published on the sterling work that the Trust was doing in this area. John Sims was treated appallingly by the criminals and psychopaths with whom he worked but in the face of Operation Pallial he joined forces with them. Mr Sims has been trying to find out where I am now living. John Sims lived just down the road from me when I lived at Llandwrog, but I didn’t realise it. Whether he was responsible for the offensive anonymous notes left on my windscreen and through my letter-box accusing me of various trivial offences I do not know – someone else told me that they thought it was probably the work of an Angel who lived nearby, so she was the prime suspect, but I had no idea that John lived in the village as well.

Ken and Barbara Moulton, the owners of the Gazelle Hotel in the 1980s, a favourite watering hole of the Top Docs. Ken regularly exposed himself to the school girls who worked as waitresses there, Barbara was a former porn queen and the photos were circulating around Anglesey. The Top Docs knew about this. All staff were systematically short-changed on pay day and the only person who ever received the money that was owed to them was the daughter of Terry Maxwell, the corrupt Top Doc who was later Clinical Director of the Ysbyty Gwynedd. I wonder how Maxwell extracted the dosh out of Ken and Barbara because no-one else managed to. When I asked for the money that I was owed, Ken violently assaulted the friend who was with me at the time – in front of a restaurant full of diners, some of whom walked out in sympathy with us when they realised what was happening. The assault on my friend at the Gazelle Hotel was used as evidence of my insanity and aggression by Tony Francis. D.G.E. Wood knew the truth of the matter, because one of his tenants was a student who had also been targeted by Ken and Barbara. When I went to the Bangor CAB for advice, the CAB refused to get involved on the grounds that I had assaulted Ken and Barbara – the police were ready and waiting to charge me should I pursue the matter of the money owed to me by Ken and Barbara. Lucille Hughes has been involved with the senior management of the CAB in Wales for years.

Barbara’s ex-husband was a senior police officer in the Greater Manchester Police and was a regular at the Gazelle.

Barbara and Ken were known to be swindling other local businesses on a huge scale. One of the full-time staff was an Angel who preferred to work as a waitress because of the serious wrongdoing in the NHS in north Wales. I was friendly with this Angel and Wood and Liz Stables knew that. The Angel had a daughter who was nearly killed in a car accident when she was 18 – as a girl of 10 or so she had often stayed overnight at the Gazelle when her mum worked late shifts there. The Angel-turned-waitress warned Ken about his conduct with teenagers and made it clear that what he was doing was unacceptable and that he was running the risk of prosecution if someone complained. Liz Stables blamed the Angel herself – who had worked with Liz at the C&A Hospital – stating that Liz should not be working at the Gazelle if that sort of thing was going on. Unlike Liz, who was working with the sex traffickers whom the Angel was so desperate to avoid that she’d left nursing. Liz’s son Gareth was never nearly killed in a car crash. Gareth Stables bagged a place at medical school and is now a Top Doctor in Leicester.

Another summer waiter at the Gazelle was a medical student from Cardiff. He is probably one of those Top Docs who is avoiding jobs in north Wales like the plague.

 

Meanwhile, Top Docs have announced that they have found the cure for cancer three or four times over the last two days or so. Well there’s a surprise.

 

I’ve now written so many posts for this blog that it has become clear from recent e mails that some readers are unaware of the content of earlier posts. So now that I have blogged about the extremes of the horror that was happening to people in north Wales at the hands of Dafydd and the paedophiles, I’d like to once more draw attention to someone whom I blogged about months ago, who worked in the charnel house that was Gwynedd Social Services in 1973 – Ann Coffey, who since 1992, has been the Labour MP for Stockport. Ann qualified as a teacher among paedophiles’ friends, as a psychiatric social worker among paedophiles’ friends and worked in just about every Council that had a serious problem with the organised abuse of children and mental health patients.

Coffey is the Chair of the All Party Parliamentary Group for Runaway and Missing Children and Adults. In Oct 2014, Coffey published an ‘independent landmark report’: ‘Real Voices – Child Sexual exploitation in Greater Manchester,’ commissioned by the Greater Manchester Police and Crime Commissioner in the wake of the Rochdale child sexual abuse scandal. After this, Coffey launched a successful campaign to banish all references to ‘child prostitution’ from UK legislation. She also tabled a series of amendments to the Serious Crime Bill in 2015 to remove all references to child prostitution. She received support from all parties and eventually the Gov’t agreed to her proposal and tabled an amendment to substitute all references to ‘child prostitution’ with ‘child sexual exploitation’.

In 2017 Coffey wrote a follow up report: ‘Real Voices –Are They Being Heard?’ which looked at improvements made by the police and other agencies in tackling child sexual exploitation since 2014. Coffey concluded that ‘Better training and awareness amongst the police and the public had led to significant increases in reporting offences, identification of victims and offenders and intelligence tip-offs’.

Coffey went on to conduct a high profile campaign against the criminal exploitation of children. The APPG published a report in July 2017 on children who go missing and are exploited by gangs to sell drugs. Coffey particularly focused on the use of vulnerable children and young people in County Lines drugs operations, where children are groomed by criminals and forced to transport and supply drugs from one area to another.

In January 2018, Coffey conducted an independent survey of all 45 police forces asking if there had been an increase in violence connected to County Lines. Coffey campaigned for the children used and trapped in County Lines to be seen as victims, not criminals and for early interventions by agencies to prevent them becoming ’embedded in gangs’. She also called for more use of the human trafficking and slavery laws.

Together with Margaret Hodge, Coffey submitted a letter to the Parliamentary Labour Party Chairman requesting a vote on a motion of no confidence in Jeremy Corbyn, on 25 June 2016, two days after Britain voted to leave the European Union.

Coffey is married to Peter Saraga, a physicist and engineer, who is a visiting Professor at Imperial and who was Vice-Chairman of the Council of Sussex University, 2005-11. So Saraga knew the rather grander paedophiles’ friends who concealed the crimes of his wife and her colleagues.

 

As ever, no-one has woken up and smelt the Coffey.

 

Here’s Hercules battling the Hydra at the southern entrance to the Imperial Palace in Vienna:

Heracles (Hercules) battling the Lernaean Hydra; at the southern entrance to the Hofburg (Imperial Palace) in Vienna.

 

The White Heat Of This Revolution

A recent story on BBC News Online mentioned that business with the eggs which cost Edwina Currie her career in 1988. Edwina was a Minister in the Dept of Health at the time – she was one of the merry band in Health in the late 1980s whom I blogged about in my post ‘Criminals Are Getting Away With It’. Edwina wasn’t a member of the Ministerial group whose bright ideas led to the ‘internal market’ in the NHS and the NHS and Community Care Act 1990, which provided Dr Dafydd Alun Jones with such a business opportunity (see posts ‘Feet In Chains’ and ‘Criminals Are Getting Away With It’). Trumpers was a Minister in Health at the same time (see post ’95 Glorious Years!), but Trumpers wasn’t part of the Ministerial group either. Trumpers was the bright spark who appointed Jimmy Savile to the management committee of Broadmoor, but Trumpers let Edwina take the blame when Savile was exposed after his death. Edwina knew what was happening but it was not actually Edwina who made the disastrous decision. The DoH was seriously dysfunctional at the time and at least two mandarins with the remit for mental health – Brian McGinnis and Cliff Graham – were undoubtedly knowingly facilitating the organised sexual abuse of children and vulnerable people (see posts ‘The Socio-Political Context Of The North Wales Mental Health Services In The 1980s’ and ‘The Old Devils’).

Until I did the research for my post ‘Criminals Are Getting Away With It’, I didn’t realise that Nigel Lawson, in his role as Chancellor of the Exchequer,  led the Ministerial group reviewing the NHS. Lawson was MP for Blaby in Leicestershire, 1974-92. A paedophile ring operated in Leicestershire with connections to Dafydd et al which was concealed by all the usual suspects, including the NHS in Leicester (see post ‘An Expert From England’). It was this gang that Greville Janner was alleged to have been a member of. After Frank Beck, the social worker who was a leading light in the gang, was imprisoned in Nov 1991, it became clear that as in north Wales, everyone had worked very hard indeed not to notice that gang. Lawson must have heard something about what was happening, although by the time the extent of the collusion was clear, he was in the Lords, having stood down from the Commons days before the five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were killed by a firebomb (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’).

The dysfunction and injustice prevailing in the DoH and indeed in Thatcher’s Gov’t was exemplified by Edwina Currie being forced out. Edwina’s head was demanded on a plate after she stated in Dec 1988 on ITN News that ‘Most of the egg production in this country, sadly, is now infected with salmonella.’. Within days, at least one writ was served on Edwina by a ‘farmer’ (en masse egg producer) and the British Egg Industry threatened to sue as well. Edwina was gone very shortly afterwards, in the wake of allegations that she was an idiot.

Not on that matter she wasn’t. She was spot on – most of the egg production in the country was infected – not every egg, but the majority of poultry farms at that time did have salmonella. So Edwina could have defended herself in court against the accusations of libel, but she left Gov’t instead because she had pissed off some powerful Tory supporting very wealthy factory farmers.

I was fascinated by all this at the time, because by Dec 1988 I had realised that there was very serious crime in the mental health services in north Wales which was being concealed at the highest levels of Gov’t and I had also witnessed the research fraud and malpractice at Hammersmith Hospital/Royal Postgraduate Medical School (see post ‘A Cause Close To Our Hearts’) and the farce which was Prof Robert Baldwin’s Cancer Research Campaign Laboratories at Nottingham University (see post ‘Oh Lordy, It’s CR UK’). I had become very aware that even the alleged centres of excellence in British medicine were unsafe, troubled places which were rotten to the core.

I had also discovered that Brookwood Hospital in Surrey had a terrible safety record. During the year that I lived in Surrey, a Brookwood patient killed himself by firing a nail gun into his head and the press reported that this was ‘not an isolated incident’. I encountered Dr Michael Browne of Brookwood (see post ‘The BMA At The Root Of Another Mystery?’) and concluded that he was as much of a danger to patients as Dafydd was. After I left Surrey, Browne was the centre of a high profile case which involved a prisoner in Wormwood Scrubs who had killed himself. Browne was the prison psychiatrist who had been asked to see the young man by the warders because even they were worried about him. The young man had spent days in his cell in a foetal position crying. He hadn’t eaten and had stopped speaking. Browne had recorded that the young man ‘showed no signs of depression’. Hours after Browne had left the cell stating that the prisoner needed no medical care, the young man killed himself. Browne stated at the inquest that he couldn’t explain why he had recorded on the medical notes that the young man showed no signs of depression.

Michael Browne was not disciplined and the last time that I looked he was still practising. Prof Vincent Marks, my boss at the University of Surrey, had described Browne to me as being ‘very good’ and recommended him. Vincent’s brother was Dr John Marks, the then Chairman/President of the BMA.

Vincent was not a stupid man. He knew that Michael Browne was lethal.

 

In the face of all this, I marvelled that Edwina had been kicked out for stating a fact about the nation’s egg industry. The situation in the DoH in 1988 was far worse that I knew at the time.

I’d be interested to know who it was who served the writ on Edwina and which lawyers they used, there was obviously someone involved who terrified Thatcher’s Gov’t.

 

Everyone who worked in the NHS noticed that the most obvious change during the 80s/90s was the growth – in number, status and income – of the NHS manager. Top Doctors really resented this and routinely made comments about people whom they perceived as complete idiots who at best had poor degrees in arts subjects, when the highest achieving Top Docs had survived medical school and had then completed postgrad training and often a research degree as well. The rise and rise of the NHS manager was of course Thatcher’s response to the excesses of the Top Docs – there needed to be a response, but that was not the right one.

In north Wales, I looked on as Alun Davies, who was once an ‘assistant administrator’, became a ‘business manager’, then acquired grander and grander titles – that could only have existed in the public services – until he became things like ‘Directorate Executive Manager’. Davies acquired no more competence throughout the years but an awful lot more power. This wasn’t simply a result of Davies gaining promotion as a result of his corrupt deals with the paedophile gang – there was a ‘culture change’ which did involve non-clinical managers gaining a lot more clout.

I have a copy of a letter that Dr Tony Francis (Dr X) sent to a senior manager in the mid-80s regarding Davies that was insulting to Davies in the extreme. Francis had become miffed when he found that Davies had told someone that he would ‘chase’ Francis regarding a certain enquiry and Francis fired off a furious letter, reminding everyone that Davies the admin assistant was not going to chase any consultant. Davies wrote a grovelling apology. By the time that Francis took early retirement in the late 1990s Davies and other managers were as rude and insulting to the clinicians whom they did not like as the clinicians were to them. There was all out war between the two groups anyway and the cohort that had a terrible time were junior doctors, who were kicked half to death by consultants as well as by Davies and his mates.

Managerialism won the day. Whereas Top Docs once fell off their chairs laughing at the idea of MBAs, just before I left Bangor University in 2012, the Management Centre was plastered in adverts advising Top Docs that their careers would not go far without an MBA – sadly that is probably true these days – and advising them to sign up for a tailor made Top Docs MBA. Meanwhile patients committed suicide and the clinical outcomes for people in north Wales were for many conditions among the worst in Europe.

Of course I understand that good management is about facilitating people’s work and can be justified. The NHS does not have good management. NHS management is so bad that huge swathes of the private sector simply will not employ former NHS managers. I also know of cases in which managers from other sectors have dipped their toe into the NHS and walked away quickly saying ‘I was not staying there’.

I noticed that when one of those TV series about ‘turning around the NHS’ was screened a few years ago, the hatred between the managers and Top Docs was such that it couldn’t even be hidden for the sake of the cameras. Managers were walking around wearing T shirts which they had made bearing slogans saying ‘how old are they today?’, a reference to their standing joke that the Top Docs carried on like a bunch of three year olds. Meanwhile a Top Doc was interviewed on camera saying ‘I have five degrees. These people have a 2:2 in geography. I am not going to be told what to do by them.’

The two professional groups really do not like each other and the situation is inflamed by the fact that so many of them do live up to their stereotypes – rather dim managerial idiots who have no knowledge of medicine or the human condition, or arrogant pompous Top Docs who indeed think that they are God. Most other people have walked away in despair.

 

Not only did I witness what administrators did on the ground when they metamorphosed into managers but I had a bit of knowledge of a truly extraordinary phenomenon – the development of a University Dept which ran the courses for NHS and social care managers. At Aston University to be precise. The Aston Business School seems to have been a mecca for a very long time if one is an NHS/social services manager. I invite readers to start looking at the CVs of people who run the health and welfare services, even those who have become embroiled in scandal – a great many have gained a business or management qualification from Aston.

Dear old Martin Jones who screwed up so monumentally in every position which he held in the NHS in north Wales left Bangor University in I think 1983, with it is rumoured a Third – marine chemistry I think. There is a Duncan Orme-like gap (see post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’) in Martin’s CV, which I was told was a result of Martin, like Duncan, failing his accountancy exams. Martin rolled up in Gwynedd Health Authority after that in a junior admin role (people who remember Martin from that time enjoy referring to him as ‘the office boy’). Martin later disappeared from the inner circle of the paedophiles’ friends of north Wales to the West Midlands for a few years where he worked as an NHS manager – and completed a business/management qualification at Aston. Martin then returned to north Wales at a senior level and caused havoc.

Under the glorious dictatorship of Keith Thomson, Martin was the Finance Director of the NW Wales NHS Trust. When Keith resigned as CEO of the Trust in 2005 – a few hours after the High Court in Cardiff ordered him to hand over my medical records or face a contempt hearing and a possible prison sentence – Martin became Acting CEO of the Trust. Martin was Keith’s loyal henchman and had contributed as much to the disaster that was the NW Wales NHS Trust as did Keith. I heard conversations in north Wales along the lines of ‘surely the Welsh Gov’t are not going to let mad Martin became CEO of that Trust?’ Martin did become CEO – allegedly because he remained as Acting CEO for a certain period of time which then meant he automatically became CEO under Welsh NHS rules.

I was told at the time that the Welsh Gov’t took their eye off the ball, that Martin landed the job as CEO by default and that the Welsh Gov’t were seething. Health Minister Edwina Hart was known to loathe Martin and allegedly stated that she would not let him privatise Wales’s NHS. Martin was doing that as well as rather more serious things – Martin was facilitating serious criminal misconduct.

However, it wasn’t Edwina who was Health Minister when Martin nipped in through the back door. It was Dr Brian Gibbons, the good friend of the paedophiles. The Gibbons who was receiving letters from me before Thomson resigned, telling him that I had documentary evidence of serious crime on the part of the NHS and social services in north Wales. Gibbons sent me a letter saying ‘this correspondence is closed’. My very serious complaints were never investigated and I heard no more from Gibbons.

Of course Gibbons knew that Martin was sitting in Thomson’s old chair in the NW Wales NHS Trust. The Trust was being sued constantly, there were scandals and deaths on a regular basis, the bill for agency staff was sending the Trust into near bankruptcy because Martin was running the whole Trust  by using agency and locum staff and patients were writing to the Secretary of State for Wales such was the mismanagement.

Furthermore, although after the High Court case in Cardiff Keith Thomson had appeared in the ‘Daily Post’ stating that he was retiring and would be spending more time with his family, playing golf and ‘doing a bit of management consultancy’, Thomson didn’t retire. He was appointed as the CEO for the Trust which at that time covered Pembrokeshire and west Wales. Gibbons will have made that appointment.

Gibbons knew damn well that two crazed, dangerous paedophiles’ friends who were facilitating serious crime were in the most senior positions in two NHS Trusts in Wales.

There was a longstanding paedophile ring in west Wales which was linked to the ring in north Wales.

My post ‘The Human Stain’ details Gibbons’s links to Ireland and Yorkshire as well as to south and west Wales.

Keith Thomson returned to north Wales after his ‘retirement’ from the NHS in west Wales – he lived in a flat owned by Alun Davies in Colwyn Bay.

When Edwina took over from Gibbons as Health Minister in 2007, she dissolved the NW Wales NHS Trust and how glad everyone was. Sadly at the same time, Edwina thrashed out a ‘no redundancies’ deal and every one of those mad, incompetent criminals who had facilitated a paedophile gang and brought north Wales to its knees was re-employed on their previous salaries in the newly created Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board. Martin had a whole new job created for him. Guess what? The Betsi Board was in chaos from it’s inception and it is now a laughing stock which no-one will work for.

There was one senior person from the NW Wales NHS Trust who was not given a role in the new Health Board, Elfed Roberts, the Chairman. So instead Edwina appointed Elfed to a role in the Governance of the Welsh Ambulance Service. Elfed had previously been a senior officer in the North Wales Police who was removed amidst allegations of corruption.

Readers in Wales will have noticed the state of the Welsh Ambulance Service.

This lot were a bunch of crooks who were all in it together. Gibbons was completely on board and was facilitating it and Edwina was colluding, although she loathed Martin et al. Edwina had a previous career in the trade unions, she’ll have spent years concealing the crap that emanated from the organised abuse of vulnerable people in Wales and the associated criminality and she was not able to control the paedophiles’ friends, although she was frequently under attack from them herself. Then there was the big idiot Rhodri, who had spent his whole career keeping schtum about George Thomas, Ron Davies, Dafydd and the paedophiles in north Wales and the gang in west Wales as well.

I gave some indication in my post ‘The Human Stain’ the depths to which Gibbons and Edwina sunk and the disgrace that they have brought upon Wales. Surely the Lords is the only destination for them now. As well as the anecdotes about Edwina giving out business support grants during her tenure as Minister for the Economy to people whom she had slept with, I have heard people in public life in England making jokes about jobs in the Welsh Assembly being given out on the basis of people shagging Ministers. I know who the person being discussed was – it was Meri Huws, the subject of crude jokes about her being ‘passed around’ after Rhodri had had a go.

Are this lot so stupid that they believe that no-one is aware of these practices?

Gibbons and Edwina received information from me, in confidence, after I trusted them to behave as Ministers should, who could and should have put people in prison. They became accessories by colluding with the criminals.

The Health Minister who succeeded Edwina, Lesley Griffiths, had concealed the organised sexual abuse of children in Wales (see post ‘History Repeats Itself, First As Tragedy, Second As Farce’). The Health Minister who succeeded Lesley Griffiths was Mark Drakeford. Who worked as a social worker in west Wales, whilst a paedophile gang operated there through the social services.

Theresa May is pointing at the Welsh NHS and using it as an example of all that is wrong with the world. Hats off to all of you committed socialists, what a great job you’ve done.

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I don’t know how they all thought that this was going to end, they knew that I had the evidence and was gathering more…

 

To return to the institution which equipped Martin, the ultimate paedophiles’ friend Rhian Huws Williams (see post ‘No One Is Innocent’) and so many others for a life of grime in the NHS and Social Services – Aston University. Brown did his first degree at Aston, and returned there as a lecturer after he completed his PhD at Leicester University. During the mid-1980s, Brown’s dept – the Psychology Dept – was very obviously being deliberately destroyed by the VC, Sir Freddie Crawford, a mate of Thatcher’s. A man called Norman Graham, a former headmaster who still behaved like one and was indeed referred to by the staff as ‘the headmaster’, was installed as Head of Dept who kept telling the psychologists that ‘you must think of yourselves as part of the Business School’, as the Business School expanded and expanded and gradually swallowed the Psychology Dept. Individuals were seriously harassed and one lecturer, Ron Easterby, committed suicide in the mid-1990s. There were many people who took the view that the University had killed Ron Easterby.

It was after 1984 that Freddie Crawford systematically and deliberately destroyed the Psychology Dept at Aston University. Crawford’s assault began after Brown wrote a stiff letter to Dr D.G.E. Wood about events at the Student Health Centre at UCNW (Bangor University) involving Gwynne the lobotomist and me, reminding Wood that patients’ welfare should be his priority, not loyalty to colleagues who are unworthy of that loyalty. Brown also told Wood that altering medical records and lying to patients was not an acceptable way of conducting oneself.

I noticed many years ago that Crawford’s assault on Brown’s colleagues and indeed Brown himself came very soon after that letter, but I didn’t have the info about the links between the paedophile gang in north Wales and similar gangsters in the West Midlands. Neither did I know that Crawford was a leader among white-collar crooks, although I was aware that he was famously ‘Mrs Thatcher’s favourite Vice-Chancellor’.

Dafydd and the paedophiles might have thought that Ron Easterby knew what had happened to me at their hands. For one term when I was a student at Bangor I lodged in Port Dinorwic with a man who had grown up in care and who I am now certain was under attack by the paedophiles. His dog was shot, his house caught fire – twice – and he was completely unable to get anybody to employ him, although he didn’t have a criminal record. His friend’s kept telling me that he was having a lot of ‘bad luck’ and that people didn’t like him because he’d been in care. I now have info that suggests that the paedophiles’ friends had noticed me living at this man’s house, particularly because I was English and used to go in for punkish style clothes and hair at the time.

Whilst I was lodging in Port Dinorwic, one weekend I went down to stay with Brown in Birmingham and we went to a club known as the Arts Lab. We went there because it was showing a film that we wanted to see, but the Arts Lab was a popular venue with transvestites and gender bending people. Ron Easterby’s daughter was there – like us, she’d gone to see the film. As we came out of the club, Ron was there waiting to pick up his daughter and saw us and obviously Brown stopped to chat to him. I had no idea that there was a network of sex trafficking gangsters operating between north Wales and Birmingham who watched everyone all the time. I think it highly likely that someone saw us there and saw Ron and his daughter talking to us and thought that we might have known Ron better than we did.

The harassment of other Aston staff who were not Of The Business School continued and Brown was forced out of his job in July 1995.

It was in July 1995 when Sir Peter Morrison and corrupt civil servant Bing Spear, both of whom were associates of Dafydd and the gang, were found dead and the month that before truly bizarre shenanigans had taken place at the highest echelons of the Welsh Office (see post ‘Criminals Are Getting Away With It’).

Another notable Welshman is a graduate of Aston Business School – Prof Dylan Jones-Evans, the Tory Party adviser who has now been sacked from nearly every university in Wales (see post ‘News Round-Up, March 20 2017′). Dylan knows what the paedophiles’ friends have been up to – he hated the likes of Meri Huws but knew that the Tories were crawling with paedophiles’ friends as well. Dylan stood for election as the Tory candidate in Aberconwy in 2007 but was unsuccessful – Dylan is not the sort of person to stand as the anti-corruption candidate, he just played the same insane games as everyone else.

Sir Frederick Crawford played a big part in civil life in Birmingham. When he was appointed Chair of the Criminal Cases Review Commission there were objections raised because of his enthusiasm for Freemasonry. Sir Freddie had an off the rails son who was found dead from a heroin overdose in an hotel in Israel. Before he died this young man used to tell people that he could do pretty much anything re drugs n crime and not face prosecution because of who his dad was.

Whilst Sir Freddie was VC, Aston had a lethal student doctor, Philip Cauthery. Cauthery was so negligent with regard to distressed students that Aston had one of the highest suicide rates of any UK university. The students jumped out of the windows of the tower blocks where they were housed – one who lived a few floors above Brown went flying past his window one night and when I went to visit him shortly after the blood stains were still on the place where she had landed – and took overdoses of the anti-depressants which Cauthery dished out in huge quantities. Aston had a very high proportion of overseas students and some of them had relatives living in regimes where family members were tortured, disappeared, assassinated etc. The man allocated for students to talk to in such circumstances was Cauthery…

Cauthery was best known for his sex therapy work. He was on the Editorial Board of Forum magazine – for which Alastair Campbell used to write porn stories. Forum did not feature child porn but it didn’t keep a very close eye on who advertised in the small ads. In 1987 the investigative programme The Cook Report revealed that the small ads were being used by paedophiles to exchange child porn on the European market (see post ‘Apocalypse Now’).

Cauthery set up a sex therapy clinic and an abortion service with Dr Martin Cole. Martin Cole was a geneticist whereas Cauthery was a Top Doctor. Cole produced a sex education film called ‘Growing Up’ which caused a furore among Mary Whitehouse and her mates – Mary also went for Cole’s jugular because she claimed that his sex therapy clinic was a front for prostitution. I know someone who went to that clinic – they did indeed have a relationship with one of the ‘surrogates’ that Cole was famous for using and she had worked in the sex industry. However Cole was not half so damaging to this man as Dafydd and the paedophiles of north Wales had been, which was why he had given up with the NHS and gone to Cole.

Cauthery was never attacked in the press or by Mary Whitehouse in the way that Martin Cole was. I am sure that this was because Cauthery was a Top Doc who will, like Dafydd, have enjoyed the full protection of the medical establishment.

For more info on Cauthery and Coleman, see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part III’.

Mary Whitehouse was a former teacher from the West Midlands who loved referring to what doctors and psychiatrists had said about adolescents’ mental health and the alleged dangers of sex education/porn etc. That’ll have been the Top Docs like Prof Robert Bluglass who were colluding with Dafydd and the paedophiles.

I have mentioned previously that Dr Colin Berry, a Top Doc from Coventry, was one of those who assisted Bluglass in concealing the crimes of Dafydd and the paedophiles in 1988-89 (see post ‘Enter Professor Robert Bluglass CBE’). I have missed an obvious link between Berry and others who worked on behalf of Dafydd et al. Berry was from Coventry. Geoffrey Robinson, the very rich Labour MP who’s loan to Peter Mandelson caused Mandy’s first resignation, owned the ‘New Statesman’ when it published Richard Webster’s 2000 article trashing the Gwynedd whistleblower Alison Taylor following the Waterhouse Inquiry (see post ‘Cottaging At Castle Gate’). Robinson has been the Labour MP for Coventry North West since 1976.

Martin Jones, the former CEO of the NW Wales NHS Trust who presided over chaos, unlawfully prevented me from accessing NHS treatment and tried to frame me on more than one occasion, had worked in the NHS in Coventry after he left north Wales but before he returned in a senior position.

Numerous children in care from the West Midlands were sent to children’s homes in north Wales. After Tony Francis (Dr X) relocated to north Wales to join Dafydd and the paedophiles, Francis’s former boss Ian Brockington was appointed to a Chair in Birmingham University, to join old Bluglass (see post ‘Ian Brockington’s Mischief’).

Then there were the links between the notoriously corrupt Freemason-heavy West Midlands Serious Crime Squad who stitched up Ali Khan from Caernarfon in the 1980s and the North Wales Police.

My post ‘Amber Rudd, The Miners’ Strike And A Memory Jogged’ provided details of a family who moved from Birmingham to Anglesey in the early 1980s after rescuing a little girl from ‘cruelty’ in Birmingham. This family showed all the signs of being under attack from Dafydd et al. Dafydd personally began a campaign to try and put their shop out of business, the kids were isolated and marginalised by teachers at Ysgol David Hughes and the father of the family – who had multiple serious health problems – was so badly neglected by the Top Docs that he died in his 50s.

Dafydd and the paedophiles were fully networked into serious organised crime in the West Midlands.

 

Now for more information about the movers and shakers at St George’s Hospital Medical School.

St George’s website makes reference to that shameful episode when it was publicly admitted that the computer programme used to select applicants to the medicine degree was written to systematically disadvantage ethnic minority and female candidates. It got worse. The computer programme had been in use for years and senior academics in St George’s knew that it had been designed to discriminate. St George’s website reminds us all that the programme was the 1979 work of Dr Geoffrey Franglen, so he was the scapegoat for that particular embarrassment. Not only did Franglen not design that programme without anyone else’s knowledge – someone told him to do it – but the website makes reference to the discovery of the discriminatory computer programme in Dec 1986. Now I seem to remember that the scandal didn’t become public until years after Dec 1986 – the shit didn’t hit the fan until the 1990s.

The person who took the credit for blowing the whistle on the Computer Which Said No was the pharmacologist and Top Doctor Joe Collier. Joe Collier had spent his whole career at St George’s and he was fully au fait with the appalling attitudes and practices there. Collier was friends with the society fuckwit Dr Cathy Wilson, who was a mate of Geoffrey Chamberlain’s and the root of many problems in the Obs and Gynae Dept. Collier liked to align himself with radical causes – I could imagine him being mates with Michael Mansfield, he seemed to move in such circles – and he was probably delighted to expose Racism and Sexism. Which is a real laugh, because Joe was described to me by one of his colleagues as ‘an arsehole’. Not that the judgement of that particular person could always be relied upon, but I remember Cathy Wilson getting very angry with Joe Collier after interviewing med school candidates with him because he was aggressive and discriminatory towards the girls who hadn’t come from independent schools in London. Cathy talked about a girl from Yorkshire whom she claimed had been chewed up and spat out by Joe and was denied a place to do medicine despite being very much better qualified that others who were given places. The girl’s crime was to have not defended a feminist position – in Joe’s eyes at least – in her interview.

Nice one Joe! A middle aged white man who has kept quiet about his colleagues running a sex trafficking ring stops a girl from getting into medicine because she’s not a feminist. Joe Collier And His Radical Conscience.

Joe Collier worked in the Pharmacology Dept at St George’s. In 1989 one of the PhD students in Joe’s Dept was Mark Roy, who had previously been employed as a psychiatric nurse in the Reaside Clinic, which was Prof Robert Bluglass’s empire. Mark Roy admitted to me that some wards in the Reaside Clinic were appalling, but Bluglass ensured that no-one saw those wards. For info on Mark Roy’s career among yet more paedophiles’ friends after he left St George’s, see post ‘An Appalling Vista’.

 

The elephant in the room as far as the row regarding the Computer Saying No at St George’s was that St George’s accepted far, far many more ethnic minority candidates (and I think more women as well) than any other medical school in the UK. St George’s was known for being so positive towards ethnic minority candidates that they were encouraged to apply there by schools, careers teachers etc. So what were the other medical schools doing as part of their admissions process and why was this never mentioned?

Then there were the Top Docs who mentioned that you could tell that St George’s wasn’t what it should be by the number of ethnic minority students that they were ‘letting in’.

There was also that student at UCNW whom the sex trafficking GP Dr D.G.E. Wood knew who’s uncle was the Professor of Surgery at St George’s who in 1984 was guaranteed a place at St George’s as a mature student…

 

Between 1971-82 the Dean of St George’s was Robert Lowe, so he had something to do with the Computer Saying No. The Computer Said No throughout the tenure of the next Dean as well, Richard J. West, who was Dean until 1987. Richard J. West was Dean when the time bomb went off which was Prof Oliver Brooke and his enormous collection of child porn stashed on medical school premises. Brooke was jailed in 1986 but was out again in 1987 thanks to Lord Chief Justice Geoffrey Lane. There is no trace of Richard J. West on the internet or indeed Robert Lowe, so obviously the world needed to forget about them. I have no idea if West disappeared from St George’s in 1987 because of Ollie and his kiddie porn and contacts with paedophiles in Europe, but in 1988 Professor Sir William Asscher arrived. Not only did the Computer Continue To Say No after Asscher arrived, but the rest of the paedophile ring of which Brooke had been a member remained in business and Asscher’s colleagues at St George’s continued to conceal their crimes and colluded with them and their mates, including Dafydd and the paedophiles of north Wales .

My post ‘Enter Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London…’ details some of the evidence in my possession demonstrating that Top Docs at St George’s and Springfield (the associated mental health unit) knew that Dafydd was sexually exploiting patients and they believed that Tony Francis was as well. Nonetheless the very same people were in phone contact with Dafydd, Tony Francis and Lucille Hughes and dutifully recorded that I was ‘extremely dangerous’ and had ‘broken into’ Dafydd’s office ‘such that he thought that he was going to be killed there and then’ because Dafydd had told them this.

Dafydd, please do tell me – when did all this happen????

Dafydd’s mate from the Maudsley, Dr Paul Bowden – who had co-authored with Bluglass – was also called upon to refuse to treat me and declare me dangerous.

Meet Professor Nigel Eastman of St George’s:

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Who is a friend of St Helena Kennedy:

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St Helena is married to a Top Doc herself!

St Helena is a colleague of Mike Mansfield of the Proletariat:

 

Mike went to Keele University – where so many paedophiles’ friends and indeed paedophiles themselves worked/studied (see post ‘The Human Stain’) – and was Secretary of Keele Students’ Union. Mansfield was called to the Bar at Gray’s Inn in 1967 and was elected as a bencher of Gray’s Inn in 2007.

Sir William Mars-Jones – a good friend of Dafydd, the paedophiles and Ronnie Waterhouse, was President of UCNW when the staff were running the sex trafficking ring with Dafydd – was a leading light in Gray’s Inn.

Michael Mansfield’s art teacher was Sir Kyffin Williams. Kyffin was an artist who came from Anglesey, spent some time when he was younger in England and then returned to Anglesey where he spent the rest of his life. Kyffin was considered part of high society in north Wales and was greatly toadied to by the paedophiles’ friends.

Dafydd Iwan used one of Kyffin’s paintings as the basis for an album cover:

 

Bangor University has an extensive collection of Kyffin’s paintings.

Other artists in north Wales don’t seem to like Kyffin very much. They all say the same thing – that the only reason he became so well-known is that he was rich enough to establish his own gallery and not need to live by his work. One north Wales artist who had a particular bee in his bonnet about Sir Kyffin maintains that the echelons of the art world which Kyffin moved in was all about ‘cocaine and champagne’ and that there was a great deal of pursuit of young boys on the part of older gay artists.

Sir Kyffin died in Sept 2006. He never married and had no heirs.

 

Cheers Professor Bluglass, let’s raise a glass to remember Kyffin!

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Letters from Dr Robin Jacobson to Nigel Eastman about the dangerous nutter that is me didn’t only just flag up that Dafydd was a colleague of Dr Bob Hobson at the Maudsley (see post ‘The Mentor’), but for some reason Jacobson told Eastman that Dafydd is ‘in his late fifties or early sixties’. This is a rather unusual piece of information to note about a colleague – I suspect that Bob Hobson’s lot of Dafydd’s generation at the Maudsley were known to be shagging the patients or doing other things that they shouldn’t have been and the mentioning of Dafydd’s age was the hidden signal to Eastman…

 

It was on Asscher’s watch that my former boss Malcolm Pearce was struck off for research fraud in June 1995. The BMJ dated 17 June 1995 stated that Pearce was found guilty ‘last week’. ‘That week’ was just two weeks before all that fancy footwork at the Welsh Office which saw David Hunt return as Welsh Secretary for just a few days before Hague was appointed (see post ‘Criminals Are Getting Away With It’). The fancy footwork spanned the days when a veil was drawn over the details of Dafydd’s retirement and the fact that the North Wales Hospital had not closed down, contrary to what the general public were told.

In the following month, July 1995, Bing Spear and Sir Peter Morrison were found dead within four days of each other – both people who if they squealed could have put a lot of other people in prison for years and caused embarrassment to a great many others – and Brown was forced out of his job at Aston University (see post ‘Criminals Are Getting Away With It’).

During the summer of 1995, Sir Ronnie Waterhouse was conducting his farewell tour of Wales, dining with all those who had facilitated the abuse of children in Wales into which Ronnie would soon be holding an inquiry, but of course Ronnie or indeed no-one else knew that.

Pearce was struck off, but his colleague Prof Geoffrey Chamberlain who had been involved in the same fraud and had co-authored the paper of lies was not even disciplined. He gave evidence against Malcolm and Malcolm took the rap for everything. The President of the GMC when Malcolm was struck off but Chamberlain was left free to practice was Robert Kilpatrick. Kilpatrick was Dean of Leicester Medical School, 1975-89, during which time another associate of Dafydd and the paedophiles, Dr James Earp, a forensic psychiatrist in Leicester who was involved with Leicester Medical School, concealed the crimes of Dafydd et al (see post ‘An Expert From England’). At that time social worker Frank Beck was sexually abusing kids in care in Leicestershire and there is considerable evidence that Beck’s mate Lord Greville Janner was as well.

Kilpatrick was given a peerage in 1996, the year in which Hague announced the Waterhouse Inquiry.

 

Chamberlain was concealing the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Pearce might have been as well, but Chamberlain went back further and had bigger and better mates than Malcolm. Chamberlain came from south Wales. His dad was Secretary to the Lord Mayor of Cardiff and when Chamberlain retired from the NHS in 2000 he was given a lecturing job at Swansea University, domain of Rhodri Morgan, who had concealed the child molesting of George Thomas, which Chamberlain would have known about.

The molesting ways of George Thomas were known about and concealed by the Top Docs of Cardiff, one of whom was Sir William Asscher. Asscher qualified in London but went to Cardiff in the mid-1960s. He became the Professor of Medicine at Cardiff in 1976. Asscher knew about Dafydd and the paedophiles in north Wales as well. Asscher was involved in medical charidee work, as was George Thomas.  In June 1990, whilst I was working at St George’s, Gwilym Jones, a Tory MP and Minister in the Welsh Office who was one concealing the wrongdoing of Dafydd and the paedophiles, held a promotion event at Parliament for the charidee which Asscher founded – Gwilym Jones was Vice-President of the charidee in question. The charidee event received the support of David Hunt the then Welsh Secretary and indeed ‘all Welsh members’ (see post ‘The Paedophiles’ Friends Of Cardiff North’).

Asscher was not appointed Dean at St George’s to clean up post-Brooke – he was appointed because he was a safe pair of hands who was going to keep the lid on Brooke’s mates who were all still at St George’s. Asscher stepped down as Dean/Principal in 1996 – the year that Hague announced the Waterhouse Inquiry.

Asscher may well have utilised one of the networks that Greville Janner and Leo Abse, George Thomas’s friend and protector – who stood accused of child abuse himself – used, the Jewish network in south Wales and across the UK. I do not for one minute believe that Jewish people are any more likely to be child molesters than anyone else, but Dafydd and the paedophiles used all available professional networks to protect themselves – even feminist activist networks. It wasn’t just the Freemasons who were used – St Helena Kennedy is not a Freemason, she is a feminist lawyer.

Sir Adolf William Asscher – his full name but he didn’t publicise that for obvious reasons – was born in the Netherlands to a Jewish family. His family were taken to the Westerbork transit camp – the camp to which Ann Frank and her family were taken – and were under threat of being transported to a concentration camp. Asscher’s mother fabricated claims that the family were of English descent and even pointed to Adolf’s blond hair as back-up. In 1943 they were released and they left the Netherlands in 1947.

Leo Abse was from a Jewish medical/legal family and was networked within the Jewish community. Leo Abse’s brother Danny Abse was a Top Doctor well plugged into Top Docs networks in south Wales and London. Greville Janner was born in Cardiff and lived in south Wales until he was 11 yrs old. His father Barnett Janner was a Lithuanian who’s family moved to south Wales when Barnett was nine months old. Barnett went to what later became Cardiff University and established a solicitor’s practice in Cardiff. He lived in south Wales until 1929. In 1947 Barnett Janner became the MP for Leicester North West, the seat to which Greville Janner succeeded in 1970. Both Barnett and Greville Janner were active in the Jewish community, holding many high profile positions.

When Greville Janner was named as a child molester by Geoffrey Dickens MP in the 1980s, Janner accused him of anti-semitism. It is an easy charge to make and of course it could be true. The first time that I saw Janner named as a child abuser was on a fascist website. The accusation was accompanied by so much ludicrous facist propaganda and crazed theories about Jewish conspiracies and just about every prominent Jewish person in the country was named as a child molester on this site so I simply ignored it. It was only later that I realised that there had been a mountain of evidence against Janner and that Dickens was in no way anti-semitic…

 

After Asscher went off into the sunset in 1996, it looks as though St George’s continued with its tradition of appointing safe pairs of hands who steered the ship through the potentially choppy waters which were the years of the Waterhouse Inquiry.

 

Sir Robert David Hugh Boyd was Dean/Principal of St George’s, 1996-03. He was another paediatrician ! You’d have thought they’d have learnt wouldn’t you. Furthermore, from 1989-93 Boyd was Dean of the Medical School and Professor of Paediatrics at Manchester University. Which not long previously had hosted Tony Francis, Sadie Francis and Dafydd’s mate Bob Hobson.

Not only that, but the unhinged Dr Tony Roberts – the Top Doctor at Hergest who diagnosed borderline personality disorders in everyone and maintained that it was their choice as to whether they killed themselves or not and who presided over the highest suicide rate among his patients of anywhere in England or Wales except for Camden – graduated from Manchester in the mid-1980s and made his way to the North Wales Hospital Denbigh for work.

It was with regard to my complaint about Tony Roberts in 2002 that a forged letter purporting to have been written by me was found in the possession of the GMC (see post ‘The General Medical Council And Yet Another Forged Document’). Roberts was involved in the attempt to frame me for ‘threatening to kill Alun Davies’ in 2002, on the basis of the perjury of numerous Angels from the Hergest Unit and of course Davies himself. The case collapsed, but I discovered years later that days after the case collapsed, the PNC had been unlawfully amended – twice – to show crimes against my record of which I had not been convicted and furthermore a forged certificate of indictment was found in the possession of Chester Court, stating that I had pleaded guilty to ‘violent disorder’ at Caernarfon Crown Court. I haven’t ever been charged with ‘violent disorder’.

Robert Kehoe, the ‘expert witness’ who lied about both Brown and me in his farcical report some two years after the ‘threats to kill’ case collapsed (see post ‘An Expert In Resistant Service Users’), was the business partner of a man who had professional links to Manchester University and to Tony Roberts. It was this man who had recommended Robert Kehoe to my lawyers.

Robert Boyd was Chair of the Manchester Heath Authority, 1993-96. The mental health services in Manchester were in a very ropey state by then and eventually imploded (see post ‘The Mentor’). So obviously Robert Boyd was the choice to lead St George’s when Adolf waved them a fond farewell. Boyd was Pro-Vice-Chancellor of the University of London from 2000-03.

Boyd was subsequently appointed Head of Research for Greater Manchester NHS.

My post ‘Criminals Are Getting Away With It’ described how I was allocated a ‘community worker’ by Gwynedd Health Authority in 1997, after there was an attempt to frame me on the back of the perjury of Angel Bridget Lloyd and my key worker had been ordered not to communicate with me after he raised concerns about my treatment at the hands of the mental health services. The community worker was an Angel, Dave Reader, who was introduced to me as being an Angel who had just arrived in north Wales to do his PhD. I discovered a few days ago that Dave Reader was no such thing, he was an Angel with many years experience and had joined the paedophiles’ friends of north Wales in 1992. Before that he had been a paedophiles’ friend working at St George’s – under Sir Adolph Asscher’s regime.

Reader studied for a BSc with Manchester University, 1994-97 – although he had by then been qualified for ten years and already had a degree. Reader also took a Diploma in Psychosocial Interventions in Psychosis at Manchester in the 1990s. Reader’s friend and colleague Dr Mike Jackson from north Wales not only developed and popularised psychosocial interventions in psychosis but admitted to me that they don’t work.

Dave Reader has called in on many institutions run by the paedophiles’ friends during his career.

 

Robert Boyd is the son of James Dixon Boyd, who was the Professor of Anatomy at Cambridge University, 1951-68. So he probably knew Trumpers (see post ’95 Glorious Years!’).

So somebody in London University wanted Asscher in the most senior post at St George’s in 1988. The VC of London University at the time was Lord Brian Flowers, a paedophiles’ friend who came from and went to school in Swansea (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’). Flowers spent many years at Imperial College and was Rector, 1973-85, working among the wrongdoing. Flowers was VC of London University, 1985-90. Flowers was a member of the Council of the Royal Postgraduate Medical School and Vice-Chairman, 1990-97. So Flowers presided over the research fraud and misconduct that I witnessed at Hammersmith Hospital/RPMS and at St George’s. Flowers was VC whilst St George’s concealed the paedophile ring on their doorstep in south London, as well as the criminality of Dafydd et al in north Wales.

Flowers will have hand-picked Adolf for the job at St George’s.

When Geoffrey Chamberlain retired from St George’s in 2000, after being involved in research fraud and concealing the paedophile gangs, he took up a lecturing job at Swansea University.

 

Here’s the VC of London University who presided over research fraud, the awarding of degrees and jobs in return for sexual favours and of course ran an institution which facilitated and concealed a paedophile gang and serious organised crime, with an admirer:

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Between 1994 and 2001, Flowers was Chancellor of the University of Manchester.

Flowers was a physicist who was a member of the Atomic Energy Authority, 1971-81. He was just the sort of person that you want involved with such matters wasn’t he. For details of Flowers’s numerous other roles, some on ethics committees, see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’.

Events at St George’s before Adolf arrived were every bit as interesting as the events were once he kissed the tarmac there.

 

Richard J. West, the Dean who preceded Asscher, obviously presided over interesting times as did the Dean before him, Robert Lowe, who was in post 1971-82. I cannot find anything online about these two which is very odd because Top Doctors love splashing their details everywhere and their friends do it for them after they die.

 

Something very momentous indeed went on at St George’s in the late 60s/early 70s. In 1980, St George’s relocated to a brand new building in Tooting. Before that it had been located at Hyde Park Corner since its inception in 1733. St George’s was originally built as a result of a trust donated by the Duke of Westminster. So there was a strong relationship – of a shamelessly toadying kind – between St George’s and High Society. Even in the late 1980s, staff at St George’s would wistfully remember their days in the ‘old hospital’ at Hyde Park Corner and how wonderful it was. Some of that lot really did not want to move to the mean streets of Tooting, even if it meant brand new labs. Bits of the Hyde Park Corner building had been taken across London and re-installed at Tooting so that people could remember the glorious past.

Ken Clarke explains in his autobiography ‘A Kind Of Blue’ that Thatcher’s Gov’t fell out with the Duke of Westminster, Gerald Cavendish Grosvenor, in a big way after St George’s relocated to Tooting in 1980 and the Hyde Park Corner site was vacated. According to Ken, Ken Clarke wanted to flog the old St George’s Hyde Park Corner and keep the dosh to reinvest in the NHS  – the Hyde Park Corner site in Knightsbridge was worth a bomb. Grosvenor was demanding the land back on the grounds that his ancestors had donated it so he was now reclaiming it. Ken tells us in his book that Thatch was indeed going to hand the land back to Grosvenor, but Ken was horrified at this free gift to one of the richest men in the country. Ken touchingly speculates in his book that perhaps Thatcher had a respect for the aristocracy and had trouble saying no to them. Er, no. Thatch was shamelessly nouveau riche, she insulted gentlemen, she did not hold with giving them billions of pounds on a plate. Thatch may just have had more difficulty than usual with the Duke, what with him being a friend of Prince Charles.

An added complications were that the Duke was President of the City of Chester Conservative Association. The MP for Chester was Sir Peter Morrison, who was abusing kids in care in north Wales and who’s sister Dame Mary was Woman-of-the-Bedchamber to HM the Queen.

This is the man upon whom this house of cards was built:

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

And this was/is his partner in crime:

Lucille Hughes

 

It is incredible isn’t it.

From what I can work out from Ken’s book, the battle between Thatch and the Duke of Westminster over a great deal of dosh was taking place whilst I was working at St George’s!

Ken’s book states that the Gov’t did not hand the dosh to the Duke, although Ken doesn’t explain how Thatch and he won that particular battle with the Royal Family. Probably because she didn’t. The Duke of Westminster took the option of buying the Hyde Park Corner building off the Gov’t for £6000k, the value of the building in the 19th century.

This is what Prince Charles’s friend got for six grand:

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The St George’s Hyde Park Corner building is now the 5* Lanesborough Hotel. In 2015 it was said to be the most expensive hotel in London and it has Michelin stars.

 

It’s incredible what deals can be struck if murders have gone uninvestigated, as well as paedophile gangs with members who are Tory MPs with sisters as courtiers.

Most of the victims of the paedophile ring of which Peter Morrison was a member were subsequently found dead, so presumably they never shared in the good fortune once St George’s had relocated to Tooting.

Sir Peter Morrison was knighted by HM Lilibet in Feb 1991, which was when I was sitting in Springfield Hospital (the mental health unit linked to St George’s), having been forced out of my job, facing possible imprisonment on the basis of the perjury of Tony and Sadie Francis, whilst the Top Docs of Springfield and St George’s personally negotiated with Dafydd, Francis and Lucille Hughes without my knowledge.

In 1991 the North Wales Police launched the first investigation into the abuse of children in care in north Wales. The Chief Constable of North Wales, David Owen, refused to co-operate with the investigation. In 1993 the North Wales Police closed the investigation and declared that there was no evidence of a paedophile ring in north Wales.

The former colleagues of Dafydd – considering what a bunch of mediocre meatheads they were – all found pretty nice little numbers for themselves in the years after I was forced out of St George’s, as did their children. One of the daughters of an Angel who worked for Dafydd, a man whom his colleagues nicknamed Davey Crockett, was given a job as a senior social worker in the Office of the Children’s Commissioner for Wales! The Children’s Commissioner was established as a result of Ronnie Waterhouse’s recommendations. Wales leads the way in children’s safety.

 

Here’s where the bodies of the disappeared are buried:

  • North Wales Hospital, Denbigh - County Asylums

‘We didn’t know.’

Oh yes you did.

 

I think that my life must have stopped when I was in my 20s when I was transported into a Lyndsay Anderson film in 1973.

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Some of the people who know something about the reasons why Thatch flogged a piece of Knightsbridge worth millions to Charles’s friend for a bit of loose change who have not yet been named on this blog are:

Huw Griffiths, the incompetent solicitor who used to work in Bangor in the 1990s. Huw is the twin brother of the equally incompetent Aled Griffiths and they are the siblings of Gwenan Carrington, the former Director of Gwynedd Social Services. Aled and Gwenan have been named here previously.

Ceridwen Morgan. Ceridwen’s mum was the legendary Mrs Morgan, who worked in the Zoology Dept in UCNW, whilst the sex traffickers ran the institution. Ceridwen will know something – she was a young adult when it was all happening.

Mrs Morgan had an affair with Professor Lacey in the Plant Biology Dept. Two members of staff in Plant Biology were married to members of the sex trafficking ring. Ralph Oxley was married to Isobel Hargreaves, a social worker for Gwynedd County Council. Chris Wood was married to Dr D.G.E. Wood. Everyone who worked in Plant Biology knew something. Many of them are dead now but those still alive include Dr Dave Shaw, Dr Richard Shattock and a technician called Geraint. There was also a technician called Lynn who worked there for years.

Dr Kieran Lynch. Dr Lynch was a Top Doc working in the North Wales Hospital when Mary Wynch was illegally imprisoned there. Dr Lynch is Irish, he might well have a link to Gangster Gibbons. Gangster Gibbons arrived in Wales in Dafydd’s heyday…

Dr Eifiona Thomas Lane, who is hiding in the bowels of Bangor University after spending years in the comfortable surroundings of Coleg Normal, along with so many other paedophiles’ friends.  I think that Eifiona might be married to a Top Doctor from Penrhyndeudraeth, in which case he’ll be able to point to the burial sites at Denbigh.

The appalling Dr Giles Harborne, a former colleague of Dafydd’s who also worked at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh. I have mentioned Giles before, but I see that he is now on the ‘professional panel’ of the charidee Hafal, along with that other faithful paedophiles’ friend Lord Alex Carlile. Hafal has gone into partnership with CAIS and now provides ‘service user involvement’ services across north Wales. The Welsh Gov’t gave Dafydd and Lucille one and a half million quid for that scam.

Muriel Evans, a secretary in the School of English at Bangor University – she might have retired by now. Muriel was there when the paedophile gang ruined the lecturer Dave Nunn, who later disappeared from north Wales after telling some Top Docs that he’d read some ludicrous documents that Dafydd had compiled about me and presented to Liverpool High Court.

Muriel is married to Edward Evans, who worked as a technician in the Zoology Dept for years but ended up in HR. When Edward used to see me around he used to cheerily say ‘you’ll write your autobiography one day won’t you, we know you will’. Well Ed, I’ve done it. My original plan was to only name Dafydd and those directly responsible for the horrors, but then I found out how many people had gained jobs and promotions as a result of doing deals to keep quiet about what had happened to me, received money to perjure themselves or do other disgusting things, plagiarised my work, knowingly spread rumours about me etc etc. But most of all I’ve named everyone because you all swore blind that you knew nothing whilst a bunch of gangsters tried to murder me because of what I witnessed 30 years ago…

 

To return to the big umbrella at St George’s. I wondered who ever pushed the idea that St George’s should relocate to Tooting. The construction of the Tooting building began in the early 1970s. By 1976 the medical school had transferred to the Tooting site, along with part of the hospital and the Hyde Park Corner site finally closed its doors as a hospital in 1980. I presume that the movers and shakers behind the planning to move St George’s to Tooting were those in positions of responsibility in the mid-late 60s.

When the idea was mooted, Gerald Cavendish Grosvenor’s father will have been the Duke of Westminster. That was Robert Grosvenor, the 5th Duke of Westminster. In the 1970s, he was the richest man in Britain.

The 5th Duke went to Eton, followed a career in the British Army and between 1955-64 was the MP for Fermanagh and South Tyrone. He was responsible for the Adoption Act 1964, an Act that some unscrupulous people had a great deal of fun with…Just ask Dafydd and Lucille.

Robert Grosvenor was a member of the Lords, 1967-79, but he never spoke in the Lords. He was Lord Lieutenant of Fermanagh, 1977-79.

The Grosvenor family seat is in Cheshire, but Robert Grosvenor spent most of his life living at Ely Lodge, Enniskillen, which was where his son Gerald spent his early years.

Robert Grosvenor will have known whatever it was that was going on at Kincora Boys’ Home that the British Gov’t were so desperate to keep secret.

Somehow Grosvenor must have been persuaded to agree that St George’s would relocate to Tooting. The Gov’t at the time will have been Harold Wilson’s.

 

The VC of London University, 1967-69, was Sir Owen Saunders. Saunders was a mathematician and engineer who spent most of his career at Imperial College and seems to have been the reason why Imperial thrived and expanded enormously during the middle years of the 20th century.

Saunders was born in Streatham, went to Birkbeck and then to Trinity College, Cambridge. At Imperial College Saunders served as Professor and Head of the Mechanical Engineering Department, Dean of the City and Guilds College, Pro-Rector and, following the death of Sir Patrick Linstead in 1966, Acting Rector and then Rector of Imperial. At London University Saunders served in many capacities. He was Chairman of the Academic Council and was appointed Vice-Chancellor following his retirement from Imperial College in 1967. Yet Saunders only remained VC of London University until 1969. After that he was Chairman of the Board of Governors of the Royal Holloway College and he presided over the merging of that college with Bedford College to form the Royal Holloway and Bedford New College.

Saunders was the man responsible for the reorganisation of London University which led to increased devolution of responsibility to the constituent colleges of London University in the Seventies.

There are descriptions of the miracle that Saunders performed at Imperial, of how people began flocking to work there and of the expansionist building programme which effectively created a whole new college at the forefront of teaching and research. Saunders’s obituaries mention that ‘throughout’ it all, ‘there was close co-operation with industry and government laboratories’.

Saunders is described as having ‘moved quietly, almost mysteriously’. On one occasion he invited the staff ‘to a display of conjuring in one of the old lecture theatres. It was the cat rather than the rabbit let out of the bag when we discovered that the Professor was a member of the Magic Circle. Someone whispered, ‘So that is how he does it,’ and we knew what he meant’.

Greville Janner was a member of the Magic Circle.

I suspect that Saunders’s success was nothing to do with his abilities to perform conjuring tricks with animals, although his membership of the Magic Circle may have been very useful. Most people who achieve great things in the sort of institution that London University was and is do so by gaining knowledge of events that powerful people are desperate to keep quiet and then by doing the bidding of those people. As Robert Bluglass can testify.

A dungeon Blugass, with the victims of a paedophile ring illegally imprisoned there – a paedophile ring which numbered among its members a friend of the Prime Minister who was also the brother of Lilibet’s Woman-of-the-Bedchamber. Do you think that you’ll be able to get out of this one then Bluglass?

 

Owen Saunders was educated at Emanuel School, Wandsworth and at Birkbeck College, London University and Trinity College, Cambridge.

Saunders worked with many influential people and was in a position to gain knowledge of much sensitive material, particularly because he worked for the Civil Service as well as in academia. At Trinity College his tutor was Frank Dykes, the pioneer of the Engineering Department at Cambridge.  From Cambridge, Saunders moved to the Fuel Research Station at Greenwich where he met Dr Margaret Fishenden, who had worked with Ernest Rutherford. Saunders had a Civil Service contract that allowed him to move between establishments and colleges and libraries. As a result, Saunders was ‘spotted’ by Professor C.H. Lander (whom he later succeeded at City and Guilds College) and Fishenden followed him. Their research student, Hugh Ford, succeeded Saunders to the Chair and Headship of Mechanical Engineering in Imperial College almost 30 years later.

Early in WWII at Imperial College, ‘almost certainly under the influence of Sir Henry Tizard, then Rector of Imperial College’, Saunders was involved with work on the performance of aircraft piston engines at high altitude. He developed improvements for aircraft engines in aerial combat. Then Saunders was closely associated with Sir Frank Whittle at Power Jets and with Hayne Constant at the Royal Aircraft Establishment Farnborough. Saunders worked on the industrial applications of gas turbines with support from the Ministry of Fuel and Power and from the British Shipbuilders Research Association.

Saunders worked for numerous Gov’t committees – so many that his colleagues couldn’t work out how he actually did all the work that it was claimed he undertook for them. Saunders served on the Aeronautical Research Council for six years, as Chairman of the Propulsion Standing Committee for nine years and he was the first Chairman of the Rockets Committee. For the Admiralty he served in the Marine Propulsion Committee and was Chairman of the Panel for Special Propulsions Systems for Submarines. He was a consultant to the Engineer in Chief and a member of the Committee on Naval Engineering Establishments. He worked with the Department of Scientific and Industrial Research on the steering committee of the National Engineering Laboratory from its formation. He served on the Fielden Committee on Engineering Design.

So Saunders was involved with the Admiralty and associated organisations and people. The Admiralty which contained those very senior officers that featured in my post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’ such as Lord Louis Mountbatten and Sir Alec Bingley, who were the subject of allegations of child abuse themselves and/or were friends and colleagues of those who were and/or those who concealed child abuse and the associated very serious wrongdoing. The Admiralty was the site of the John Vassall Spy Scandal in the early 1960s (see post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’).

 

The problem with naughtiness in high places involving crime, spies and Royal personages is what unscrupulous people do if they find out about it. For example, a mad old psychiatrist in north Wales or a less mad but ruthless English engineer who fancies creating a vast world-leading empire out of Imperial College.

 

Owen Saunders was a member of the Ronan Point inquiry in 1968, sitting for many days with Lord Griffiths and Sir Alfred Pugsley. It was claimed that Saunders was so concerned at the possible hazards of a domestic gas explosion in a high-rise building that he pressed for action even before the official report was produced…

Saunders continued to exert influence long after he had stepped down from positions of responsibility, via his former students. His last research student had been Professor Peter Richardson who was then at Brown University. Richardson had just been elected into the Fellowship of the Royal Society and Imperial College had taken the decision to merge with St Mary’s Hospital Medical School, a decision Saunders ‘warmly welcomed’.

St Mary’s Hospital is the hospital containing Lindo Wing, the favoured location for Royal Births…

 

Owen Saunders probably wasn’t the sort of man who was particularly interested in democratising medical schools, expanding medical education or relocating a bunch of vile elitist Top Doctors from their paradise at Hyde Park Corner to Tooting, but Harold Wilson was interested in those things. Information about Harold suggests that he didn’t implement such policies because he had principles, but because he knew that they would be vote winners after the scandals involving the Toffs, such as Profumo, Vassall and the Spies in the Admiralty etc.

 

Harold of the Proles got on very well with HM the Queen, so well that when Harold was linked to matters such as Lord Kagan’s corruption, the Lavender List and Marcia Falkender et al, the Queen’s judgement of character was questioned – ‘she was friends with Wilson and he was a bloody crook!’. Then it was revealed that Lilibet’s art historian Anthony Blunt was a double agent for the Ruskies… No-one knew about Charles’s deep and meaningful friendship with Savile in those days or HM the Queen Mother’s loyal servant Backstairs Billy – satirised in Viz as Backdoor Bobby – being infected with HIV or indeed what Dame Mary Morrison’s brother was doing to boys in the children’s homes in north Wales…

 

Mike Mansfield is a Republican!

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones is a staunch Welsh patriot who only has the interests of his Welsh speaking patients at heart!

Tony Blair is a pretty straight kind of guy!

Tariq Ali is a revolutionary Marxist!

 

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The Dean of St George’s whilst the move from Hyde Park Corner to Tooting was planned was Alastair Hunter, who was Dean between 1956-71. Hunter was Vice-President of the University of London, 1974-75.

Alastair Hunter came from a medical family. His father was a GP in Sussex and he was educated at Winchester and Trinity College, Cambridge, before going on to St George’s Hospital, from where he qualified in 1933.

Hunter rose through the ranks at St George’s, worked at the London Hospital and then went to the Far East as a medical specialist in the RAMC. He returned to St George’s in 1947 to set up the cardiac department. He continued to practice medicine and cardiology during the whole of his long career at St George’s, but ‘also became increasingly involved in the vast transition which that hospital and its associated medical school were about to experience and was, in fact, one of the formative figures responsible for those changes’. He and others ‘had the vision in the early 1950s’, to see that the teaching hospital would be better placed in the centre of an ordinary population rather than at Hyde Park Corner and they set in train the events which led to the development of school and hospital at Tooting.

Hunter’s obituarist stated that as Dean of St George’s ‘He knew all the students, their strengths and weaknesses and knew too how to recognize and bring out their latent attributes. His judgement of people was phenomenally precise, and appointments committees usually had the good sense to follow his lead…On the larger scale, he steered the school through some of the biggest changes in its history and set it on the course towards the large independent medical school which it has now become’.

Hunter became an important influence beyond St George’s, especially in the University of London. He was a member of the Senate and the Academic Council, and he became Chairman of the Conference of Metropolitan Deans. At the College, Hunter served as Assistant Registrar (1950-57), Censor (1971-73) and Vice-President and Senior Censor (1974-75).

Hunter was interested in modern painting and owned a notable collection. He was involved with the Fitzwilliam Museum, Cambridge, which ‘benefited from his guidance and his generosity’.

Alastair Hunter continued an active working life after retirement, helped to plan the Cambridge clinical school and advised the Association of Commonwealth Universities.

Alastair was unmarried.

 

Sir Owen Saunders was succeeded as VC of London University by Professor Sir Brian Windeyer, who was VC between 1969-72. Windeyer was Professor of Therapeutic Radiology at the Middlesex Hospital Medical School, 1942-69 and Dean of the School, 1954-67.

Gwynne the lobotomist was an alumnus of the Middlesex Hospital Medical School – he was a student there whilst Windeyer worked there – and was protected by that institution throughout his career of crime. So one of Gwynne’s umbrella’s was appointed as the VC of London University the year after John Allen established the Bryn Alyn Community, which was the centre of the sex trafficking gang facilitated by Dafydd and Gwynne.

Windeyer was born in Australia, the youngest of seven children of Mabel Fuller Robinson (1864–1956), an orphan emigrant from London to Australia at the age of 18. In 1891 she married Richard Windeyer, a barrister, the son of Sir William Charles Windeyer, a well known Australian judge. Richard Windeyer acted as a Supreme Court judge, Nov 1936-37 and was counsel in the Australian Newspaper Proprietors’ Association’s successful case against Arthur Calwell’s censorship laws during WWII. Richard Windeyer stood as an independent Australian People’s Party candidate in the 1929 federal election. He lectured at the University of Sydney, 1935-44.

Brian Windeyer studied medicine at the University of Sydney, qualifying in 1927. After time at Royal Prince Alfred Hospital Sydney, he worked at the Fondation Curie in Paris, 1929–30. He obtained a Diploma in Medical Radiology and Electrology 1933 at Cambridge University and also obtained FRCS at the University of Edinburgh. In 1931 he became radium officer at the Middlesex Hospital and officer in charge of the Meyerstein Institute of Radiotherapy, formed in 1936. In World War II Windmeyer was Director in the emergency medical service of Mount Vernon Hospital in Northwood, Middlesex. In 1942 he became the first Professor of Therapeutic Radiology at the Middlesex.

So Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends were bombproof in Australia as well. Could that have been why the terrible abuse experienced by the kids from the UK who were sent as child migrants to Australia throughout the 50s, 60s and into the 70s received no publicity for so long? The Councils and Boroughs which sent those kids to Australia were also sending kids to children’s homes in north Wales.

 

The VC of London University who preceded Sir Owen Saunders needs a mention – it was Sir Thomas Percival Creed. Sir Thomas was a lawyer and Principal of Queen Mary College, University of London, 1952-67 and VC of London University, 1964-67.

Creed was born in Leicester, the son of a clergyman and went to Wyggeston Grammar School for Boys in Leicester. He served in the Artists Rifles in France in WWI and then studied at Pembroke College, Oxford. After Oxford Creed joined the Sudan political service, where he read for the bar. In 1926 he became a District judge and in 1928 was called to the Bar at Lincoln’s Inn. In 1931 he was seconded to Iraq, became a judge in Baghdad and held other positions in Kirkuk and Mosul. In 1935 he returned to Sudan as a High Court judge, was Chief Justice of Sudan, 1935–41 and Legal Secretary, 1941-48.

Creed became Secretary of King’s College, London in 1948 and Principal of Queen Mary College in 1952. From 1964-67 he was Vice-Chancellor of London University. His time there was a period of expansion but he managed to ensure the continued federal structure of the university.

Creed married Margaret Brewis of St Helen’s, Merseyside. Creed died in 1969. So until then, Gwynne and Dafydd et al had a powerful friend who had strong connections to Leicester. In 1987, Dr James Earp from Leicester concealed Dafydd and Tony Francis’s criminality.  Anyone remember that business of no-one being able to explain why Greville Janner escaped prosecution in the face of so much evidence and why the police, NHS and Leicester City Council had been criminally negligent in the face of Frank Beck’s offending?

 

The Health Minister/Secretary of State for Social Services, 1964-68, under Harold Wilson was Kenneth Robinson. So Robinson was in post whilst Alastair Hunter of the Big Democratic Vision was Dean of St George’s and whilst Sir Thomas Percival Creed of Sudan and Leicester was VC of London University. Robinson also caught the first year of Sir Owen Saunders tenure as VC.

Readers might remember previous posts on this blog which discussed Sir Kenneth Robinson. Robinson served as the first President of the National Association of Mental Health (MIND) in the 1960s. Dafydd was a leading light in MIND in the 1960s. It is worth me reminding everyone of the highlights of Sir Kenneth.

Sir Kenneth was the son of a Top Doctor and a nurse. He was born in Warrington and was educated at Malsis School in North Yorkshire, before attending Oundle School until his father died when Kenneth was 15 yrs old.  His mother withdrew him from the school on cost grounds. Kenneth joined the Royal Navy during WWII as an ordinary seaman, was commissioned in 1942 and promoted to lieutenant-commander in 1944. So Kenneth was one of the Naval officers who would have known about the naughtiness in the higher echelons of the Navy and the Admiralty (see post ‘Defence Of The Realm’ and ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’). Lady Juliet Bingley became involved with MIND and took a leading role for many years. Lady Juliet was married to Admiral Sir Alec Bingley. Between them, Lady Juliet and her son William concealed the crimes of Dafydd et al for decades whilst they worked for MIND and then when William was Chief Exec of the Mental Health Act Commission (see post ‘MIND Are Out For Mental Health – Not For Themselves Of Course’).

Kenneth Robinson was a St Pancras Borough Councillor, 1945-49. He was elected as the Labour MP for St Pancras North in 1949. Robinson’s wiki entry tells us: ‘he was probably one of the UK’s most respected Health Ministers. He was always willing to listen, and indeed took informal advice from his local GPs during difficult negotiations over the GP Charter in 1965. John Horder stated of Robinson’s role as Minister of Health: “Kenneth brought to this crisis a mind that was well prepared and the calmness, consideration and personality which we all have known.” Robinson noticed problems with Britain’s approach to General Practice Medicine and quickly sought to reach agreement with practitioners and change the organization, funding, and nature of practice in the system. Robinson published the first consultative document on reorganisation and the need for administrative reform of the National Health System. One compromise he instituted was to reduce the number of hospital beds, under an argument of current under-utilization, and in agreement with the medical profession. In return, the government lifted the limits on fees that medical consultants could charge to patients.’

Little wonder that the Top Docs loved Robinson – he reduced the number of hospital beds AND allowed the Top Docs to charge what they wanted…

Kenneth’s willingness to roll over and have his tummy tickled by the Top Docs had far-reaching consequences. His reduction of beds in return for even more dosh in the Top Docs’ pockets formed the basis for the 1966 General Practitioner’s Charter, which Robinson negotiated with Dr. James Cameron, the General Medical Services Committee  Chairman. Robinson also placed emphasis on nursing, appointing Sir Brian Salman to a ‘special committee of management experts and nurses, which looked into ways to advise and prepare senior staff at hospitals for their posts’. Nurses were treated appallingly and paid very badly for well over twenty years following Sir Kenneth’s ’emphasis’ on them, so he obviously ensured that they continued to keep their traps shut and do what they were told.

Robinson was the man who became embroiled in a massive legal spat with the Church of Scientology. The Scientologists were, strangely enough, convinced that psychiatrists were facilitating crime, experimenting on patients and involved in the sexual abuse of minors. The Scientologists infiltrated MIND in 1969 and MIND conducted a mass expulsion of members who were also Scientologists.

I’m not sure of the exact chronology but the Church of Scientology and Robinson both seemed to have sued each other for libel, although there seems to have only been one trial.

Ronnie Waterhouse was involved in the battle between the Church of Scientology and Robinson/MIND. Ronnie defended Geoffrey Johnson-Smith, the Tory MP for East Grinstead – who was a friend of Sir Robin Day – against Church of Scientology. The Church tried to sue Johnson-Smith and Robinson over claims that Johnson-Smith had made on the BBC that families were being alienated by the Church. Although the Church produced witnesses who spoke highly of it, the jury decided that Johnson-Smith’s comments were substantially true and made in good faith.

Ronnie recommended that Sir Elwyn Jones lead for the defence. Sir Elwyn Jones – who later became Lord Elwyn-Jones – ranked high in the pecking order among the paedophiles’ friends of north Wales. He grew up in west Wales, passed through University College Aberystwyth and Cambridge and became a barrister on the Chester and Wales Circuit and a Recorder of Merthyr Tydfil. He served as the Labour MP for Plaistow, West Ham South and Newham. Elwyn Jones was Attorney General under Harold Wilson, 1964-70 and then Lord Chancellor, 1974-79, under Wilson and then Callaghan. It was on his watch as Lord Chancellor that Ronnie was appointed a High Court judge. Elwyn Jones was Shadow Lord Chancellor, 1983-89, under the Windbag.

Elwyn Jones was Lord Chancellor when Mary Wynch was unlawfully arrested and imprisoned by Dr Dafydd Alun Jones et al, as well as during the preceding years when she had come under attack from a ring of crooked solicitors who fleeced her of her inheritance.

Sir Peter Rawlinson was Attorney General at the time of the Geoffrey Johnson-Smith case – Rawlinson was AG throughout the years of Heath’s Gov’t. He had been Solicitor-General under Macmillan at the time of the John Vassall spy scandal (see post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’), so Rawlinson knew that there was naughtiness in high places accompanied by much hypocrisy.

Geoffrey Johnson-Smith’s appearance on the BBC which sparked the legal case with the Scientologists was the result of a question he’d put to Kenneth Robinson in the House in 1968. Robinson really did not like the Scientologists. It is a great pity that the Church of Scientology is built on such shaky foundations itself, because much of what they have said about psychiatry for years I have found to be true.

The first person whom I met who really hated the Scientologists was Dr D.G.E. Wood, who was helping run Dafydd’s sex trafficking business. Did Wood just think that L. Ron Hubbard’s writings were a bit outlandish? No. Wood told me that the Scientologists needed a shotgun against their heads. Which was an interesting desire, in the light of the claim by one boy at Bryn Alyn that he was sexually assaulted at gunpoint.

Ronnie Waterhouse’s book mentioned that in the Geoffrey Johnson-Smith case, the Scientologists were represented by a junior barrister, Ronald Schulman, who later ‘disappeared in mysterious circumstances’. Ronnie’s story was that Schulman ‘behaved oddly’ in relation to the will of a man who died in a private plan crash en route to France. Ronnie maintained that Schulman was last seen by Ronnie’s barrister friend James Crespi, ‘breakfasting at the Great Eastern Hotel’. Ronnie tells us that it was speculated that Schulman ended up in Brazil. After tangling with Ronnie and the gang it was rather more likely that Schulman ended up in the concrete in a flyover.

James Crespi QC was a friend of George Carman’s and they used to go out boozing and clubbing together. Crespi married a ‘young nightclub hostess’ who left him after three weeks of marriage.

The case appeared before Justice Ackner, and was entitled Robinson v Church of Scientology of California and Others. This resulted in a settlement between the parties on June 1973, where the Church of Scientology acknowledged that there was no truth to the allegations that they had published and offered its apologies to Robinson along with a ‘substantial sum to mark the gravity of the libels’.

I am not a Scientologist and I do not subscribe to L. Ron Hubbard’s theories, but I take the view that Robinson winning that libel case is no reflection upon the truth or otherwise of the allegations made about Robinson, MIND and the psychiatric establishment by the Scientologists. Dafydd was a leading light in MIND at that time and he and his colleagues were running a sex trafficking racket which involved very serious crime; he was being protected by Robinson and the legal establishment. That lot would have been capable of doing and saying anything to force the Scientologists to retract their allegations and cough up damages. At one point Tony Francis instructed his solicitors to sue me for damages on the grounds that I was ‘harassing’ him – my ‘harassment’ consisted solely of letters of complaint about the criminal activities of him and his colleagues. Francis subsequently dropped all talk of suing me once he realised that I’d found a lawyer to fight back on my behalf.

 

Robinson was a member of the Homosexual Law Reform Society’s executive committee. He supported the legalisation of abortion and was Minister of Health in 1967 when the Abortion Act 1967 came into force. Robinson was supportive of voluntary hospitals and health services and voiced his encouragement to these institutions in a speech to the National Association of Leagues of Hospital Friends. These organisations colluded with the Top Docs and the abuse of vulnerable people, almost certainly because they occupied a very submissive position in relation to the NHS.

Robinson later joined Dr Death in the SDP. Which says it all – Dr Death had personal connections to some of the Top Docs of north Wales (see post ‘Dr Death’).

 

Whilst Kenneth Robinson was Health Minister, the criminal activities of Dafydd and Gwynne were well-known to Gov’t and were being concealed. At that time Bryn Estyn was directly managed by the Home Office as an Approved School and it was known that boys were being abused there. There was also abuse of boys at Axwell Park Approved School at Gateshead, the institution which employed Matt Arnold and Peter Howarth, who later transferred to Bryn Estyn and were at the hub of the paedophile gang in north Wales. The Home Secretaries whilst Robinson was Health Minister were Roy Jenkins and then Jim Callaghan. Woy spent years concealing the abuse of vulnerable people and after his adventures with Dr Death spent a sufficiently long time in politics to end up as an adviser to Blair. Jim Callaghan also concealed abuse, including in Wales. Callaghan knew that George Thomas was molesting children – Callaghan hated George Thomas but wasn’t going to take him on. The Labour Party couldn’t have afforded such a scandal in its stronghold in south Wales and furthermore George Thomas was mates with Harold Wilson – Wilson kicked off election campaigns with visits to south Wales, accompanied by Thomas. George Thomas was also a good friend to the Royal Family.

Callaghan’s wife Audrey concealed child abuse, both in London and in south Wales. The Callaghans socialised with Leo Abse, who intimidated people and threatened to stitch them up in court in order to conceal his mate George Thomas’s crimes (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’). Abse has been investigated for historical sex offences himself. It was whilst Kenneth Robinson was Health Minister that Abse began his efforts which resulted in the rewriting of the legislation regarding children in care which Dafydd and the paedophiles found so helpful, using the paedophiles’ friends to provide ‘expertise’. It was Jim Callaghan who in his capacity as Home Secretary invited Abse to sit on the Houghton Committee, which led to the Children Act 1975. Abse had been working since the late 1960s to establish such a Committee, he pulled the strings and the Committee was comprised of paedophiles’ friends. See post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’ for details of Abse’s Grand Plan, which came to fruition with the help of Dr Death.

 

Kenneth Robinson et al were influential figures when the Windbag began his career in politics – the Windbag who knew Tony Francis when they were at university in Cardiff, the Windbag who was married to Glenys the schoolteacher from Holyhead who’s family were mates with Lord Cledwyn, who colluded with Dafydd and the paedophiles himself. Once the Windbag had established himself politically, it was time for Ron Davies of the Moments of Madness and Looking for Badgers to emerge as a force in south Wales Labour politics…. And so it snowballs into the present.

 

Robinson served as Chairman of English National Opera, 1972-77, of the GLC’s London Transport Executive , 1975 -78, and of the Arts Council of Great Britain, 1977-82.

It was Nye Bevan’s widow Jennie Lee who was Harold Wilson’s Minister for the Arts whilst Kenneth Robinson was Health Minister. Lee was responsible for renewing the charter of the Arts Council in 1967 which saw an expansion in its work just in time for Sir Kenneth to benefit from that. Jennie Lee and Nye Bevan knew about the abuse of children and other people which was facilitated by the NHS, the creation of which was what Nye built his reputation on (see post ‘The Human Stain’). It was deeply flawed from the very beginning but no-one dared say a word.

Jennie Lee and Harold’s crooked lawyer friend Lord Goodman – who helped to get Jeremy Thorpe out of the slurry pit in 1979 – were responsible for establishing the OU, one of Wilson’s flagship achievements.

 

So Harold Wilson busied himself expanding and indeed creating universities, investing in the arts and pushed through schemes such as the relocation of St George’s to Tooting in the name of democracy. It looked very good, but an analysis of the activities of the people who were the movers and shakers behind all this and the trade-offs involved leaves one in no doubt that the poorest and most vulnerable citizens in the UK paid a high price for aspiring wealthier people to lead the life of Riley. Those at the bottom of the heap were locked in a dungeon in north Wales because they were capable of telling people that they had been used for sex by some of the most revered members of society.

Kenneth Robinson died in London in February 1996. By which time Ronnie Waterhouse knew damn well that he was going to be Chairing a rigged Judicial Inquiry in order to conceal the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal, but he, Hague and many others pretended that they knew nuzzing.

 

The nature of those governing London University got no better when Professor Sir Brian Windermeyer stepped down as VC. The VC who succeeded him was Sir Cyril Phillips, 1972-76. Sir Cyril was educated at Rock Ferry High School and then attended the University of Liverpool. Sir Cyril then attended the  School of Oriental Studies in London. Sir Cyril served in the Army Education Corps during WWII, ending the war as a lieutenant colonel. He joined SOAS, becoming Professor and Head of the History Depart. In 1956 he became Director of SOAS. It was said that Sir Cyril ‘virtually remade the school’ in the following years.

It was Sir Cyril’s job as VC of London University, 1972-76, to implement the reforms that had been planned years before. He took advantage of his appointment not to follow the original plans.Not that whoever appointed him would have expected him to implement those plans – Sir Cyril’s track record was of a conservative man who had no sympathy for the student activism of the late 1960s and who became embroiled in feuds with other people. By the time Cyril Phillips became VC, Ted Heath was PM.

Philips’ inherited ‘a reforming brief and a financial crisis’. Phillips’s obituary stated that ‘Extraordinary battles ensued as he sought to replace the worst aspects of a re-centralising plan with more rational governance.’ This did not make Phillips a popular man and his tenure as VC was shortened. He stepped down in 1976. Not that his talents had gone unnoticed. He was invited by the Callaghan Gov’t to Chair the Royal Commission on Criminal Procedure (1978-81) into the police and criminal evidence system, the police complaints board and review of the Prevention of Terrorism Act – which led to the police and criminal evidence system under Thatch. Which was when Dafydd and the paedophiles had a party…

 

Philips’ report was described by Patrick Mayhew – the corrupt barrister who did favours for the GMC with regard to ensuring that the paedophile Top Doc Dr Morris Fraser continued practising and who in his capacity as Attorney General authorised two attempts to imprison me for contempt of court although it was known that the paedophiles’ friends had perjured themselves – in Hansard, June 30 2003 as ‘one of the finest expositions of the balance … between administrative and security convenience … and … the liberty of the citizen’.

Sir Cyril then Chaired the Police Complaints Board and Reviewed the Prevention of Terrorism Act.

Orgreave, 1984:

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Stonehenge, 1985:

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Hillsborough, 1989:

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Dafydd, still in business today:

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

Here’s a man who spends his days in the Lords:
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And here’s a man with a Radical Conscience:

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After Sir Cyril Phillips had stood down to prepare the ground for Thatcher’s abuse of the police force and criminal justice system, Sir Frank Hartley took over as VC of London University, 1976-78.

Hartley was born in Lancashire and attended Nelson Municipal Secondary School and went on to study for the diploma of pharmaceutical chemistry at the School of Pharmacy, London – now part of UCL. He then worked there as demonstrator and studied for a degree in chemistry at Birkbeck College.

Hartley completed his PhD whilst teaching at the School of Pharmacy. He then became Chief Chemist of the British laboratories of Organon, which were mostly concerned with steroids. From 1943 Hartley was involved with maximizing penicillin production and also research into other antibiotics. In 1946 he became Director of Research and Scientific Services at British Drug Houses (later merged with Merck KGaA) and was involved with work on contraceptive steroids. In 1974 Hartley became Vice-Chairman of the Medicines Commission.  In 1962 he became Dean of the School of Pharmacy, which had then become a school of the University of London. In 1965 Hartley became President of the Royal Institute of Chemistry. He took an active role in university affairs becoming Deputy Vice-Chancellor in 1973 and Vice-Chancellor in 1976. He was the first pharmacist to be an honorary member of the Royal Society of Physicians in 1979 and Royal College of Surgeons in 1980.

Hartley’s son Peter became a canon of the Church of England and his son Frank Robinson Hartley was Vice-Chancellor of Cranfield University from 1989-06.

When I was researching Frank Hartley a few days ago, there was information on the internet linking him directly to the Thalidomide Scandal, but like a great deal of info relating to people whom I mention on the blog that I am about to start researching into, it has disappeared. However Dr David Healy’s blog has featured two recent posts concerning thalidomide. I am still waiting for David to grass up the people traffickers in the north Wales mental health services with whom he has worked for so long, but his exposes of Big Pharma are always worth reading.

It was the ‘Sunday Times’ journo Marjorie Wallace who was behind the campaign on behalf of those who had suffered as a result of thalidomide – it made Marjorie’s name as a fighter for justice. Sadly Marjorie participated in the ultimate deceit in the late 1980s when the net looked as though it was closing in on Dafydd and the paedophiles. Marjorie posed as a mental health campaigner but aligned herself with the Top Docs whom she knew were concealing sex trafficking rings. Marjorie’s shameful record is detailed in my post ‘One Dangerous Fucker’.

Sir Frank Hartley sat on numerous committees and Boards, including the Board of the Royal Free Hospital. Duncan Orme, who as an SU sabbatical officer at UCNW colluded with the wrongdoing of Gwynne and the sex traffickers and who has now reached the higher echelons of NHS senior management, landed his first NHS job at the Royal Free (see post ‘Cry, The Beloved Country’). Just when everyone was really desperate to keep the lid on the Westminster Paedophile Ring. I was interviewed by the Royal Free at pretty much the same time – during the interview a comment was made to me which contained info regarding me that could only have come from the sex traffickers of north Wales…

Hartley was also on the Boards of Tommy’s Medical School and Kingston Poly. Adrian Bell, one of the staff at UCNW (Bangor University), who colluded with D.G.E. Wood and the sex traffickers did his degree at Kingston Poly. One of Sir William Asscher’s tasks as Dean/Principal of St George’s Hospital Medical School was to oversee the merger of St George’s with Kingston Poly. I have never been able to get to the bottom of why this happened. As with the move to Tooting, the Top Docs of St George’s really did not want to merge with a Poly – I mean St George’s had a hotline to the Royal Family…

One thing that I remember Adrian Bell talking to students about at Bangor was his previous career as a forensic scientist. His story was that he had given it up because of the constant serious abuses of the law with which the forensic science service assisted. So that’s why he rocked up in an institution run by sex traffickers and joined in with them… Adrian was keeping up standards! Or did some of Adrian’s former colleagues from the Home Office/forensic science service catch up with him when I found out about Dafydd et al and began writing letters to Ministers? Adrian Bell was a colleague of Prof Grieg-Smith, who knew Prof Edred Corner, the uncle of Douglas Hurd – who was the Home Secretary turning a blind eye to Dafydd and the paedophiles trying to fit me up in court (see post ‘Additional Security Measures’).

Wheels within wheels – or the same incestuously corrupt shithouse?

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After Sir Frank Hartley died, his son Frank, the former VC of Cranfield University, said that his father had regretted his work on oral contraceptives because he had not been at all happy with the changes in sexual behaviour that he believed that the ‘pill’ had brought about. Sir Frank was someone who oversaw large scale research fraud at London University and protected people who facilitated a paedophile gang who murdered victims and witnesses. I’m sure that it won’t have been Sir Frank’s work on oral contraceptives that caused St Peter to lock the gates when he saw Sir Frank approaching. Particularly as the oral contraceptive that Sir Frank was involved in developing was never marketed because of its ‘side effects’. This was said to have enhanced Sir Frank’s standing on committees concerned with the safety of medicines. One wonders how thalidomide or indeed the many other harmful drugs that ended up on the market slipped past Sir Frank. Along with the Westminster Paedophile Ring.

'God Judging Adam', William Blake | Tate

 

 

 

 

Cry, The Beloved Country

Previous posts have mentioned that Sir Ronald Waterhouse, who carried out the mother of all cover-ups when he Chaired the Waterhouse Inquiry, was a personal friend of many of those who were responsible for facilitating and concealing the abuse of children in care in north Wales that he was supposed to be investigating. I knew that Waterhouse grew up in north Wales and practised as a barrister and then sat as a judge on the corrupt Chester and Wales Circuit for decades but the depths of Waterhouse’s corruption and the sheer number of his personal links with those involved with the abuse of children was not apparent to me until I read his autobiography ‘Child Of Another Century’. Ronnie’s autobiography is little more than a long list of the names of corrupt lawyers, politicians and others and an account of the fiddles that they, along with Ronnie, performed to convict innocent people or ensure that the guilty got off.

Ronnie Waterhouse was the networker’s networker – I could never do justice to Ronnie’s toadying skills on this blog, but I will write some posts drawing attention to the highlights. From his earliest years, Ronnie was acutely aware of whom it was worth ingratiating oneself to. North Waleians like Sir Ronnie Waterhouse and Sir William Mars-Jones who became London based lawyers and High Court judges are portrayed in the London-based media as country bumpkins of enormous talent who were socially mobile on account of their essential wonderfulness. Whilst it is true that the Waterhouses and Mars-Jones’s of the world were not as privileged as many of the people with whom they worked in later life, they were born into a group of people who constituted an elite in north Wales.

When Waterhouse and Mars-Jones were growing up, their families were almost as posh as you could get in north Wales. There was a small number of land owning gentry, but the socio-economic composition of north Wales was rather different to England and a lot of English people did not understand this when they wrote about the bumpkin Ronnie or ‘farmer’s son’ William Mars-Jones. There was a certain amount of resentment towards Waterhouse and Mars-Jones’s class in north Wales – they are frequently referred to as the ‘Liberal Nonconformist elite’. They were a group of people who gained dominance in the 19th century and produced many of the movers and shakers of 20th century north Wales. It was felt by many that they literally ruled north Wales and they really did piss some people off. Whilst there were many people among them who involved themselves with radical causes – most famously of course pacifism – they were at the same time a profoundly socially conservative group of people. They didn’t identify as politically Conservative, but they had many similarities to the rural Conservatives in the West Country with whom I was very familiar when I was growing up.

It was this group of people in north Wales who packed the County Councils, the magistrates benches, the health authorities, the social services committees etc. Whilst I believe that not all of them knew of the extent of the abuse of children and mental health patients in north Wales, some of them undoubtedly knew exactly what was going on and ensured that it continued. I was told many years ago – by someone who, like me, wondered how many people knew exactly how serious Dafydd Alun Jones’s crimes were – that Dafydd had ‘duped’ a lot of people from the Welsh middle classes with his anecdotes of a childhood of praying in Welsh and learning Bible verses.

When I witnessed Jones doing this I used to piss myself laughing and wonder how anyone could ever be taken in by such an old ham, but then I thought well, if you are 70 and in chapel and you have not witnessed what Dafydd does and says when he thinks that certain people are not watching, perhaps you would think that he was a kindly old rather eccentric doctor from a previous era. However by the time that the Waterhouse Inquiry was happening, the Jones-related anecdotes flying around north Wales were so florid and so numerous that I don’t think many people could really have claimed to have honestly believed that there was not a problem. The prevailing situation by then was that Dafydd and a number of utterly corrupt people around him had led north Wales into crime so serious that no-one could afford to admit what had gone on. As the wife of Ron Evans, the crooked lawyer employed by Gwynedd County Council, told me, Ron told everyone that what had happened was so serious and so indefensible that none of them must ever say a word about any of it or they’d all be in prison. They’re still adhering to Ron’s instructions.

To be fair to many people, by the time that Waterhouse was Chairing that Inquiry, a lot of people were simply far too frightened to challenge Dafydd and the paedophiles. They knew damn well that dissenters found that their careers would be wrecked, that people would be bankrupted and that in cases of where someone would not shut up, they were found dead. North Wales: it’s called serious organised crime and it involves gangsters. They are not very nice people and I can understand how terrified you were. However it is the inevitable consequence when a whole region spends decades toadying to some deeply unsavoury people on the grounds that they know Uncle Goronwy or they’re in the same chapel or that those telling tales of abuse and serious crime are only kids in care or psychiatric patients so the best way of dealing with the problem is to pretend that it doesn’t exist.

I can feel quite sorry for paedophiles on the grounds that their sexual development has gone seriously wrong and that there is no help for them even when they beg for it – which some of them do. The people whom I will never forgive are the Ronnie Waterhouses of the world. The indulged, entitled, privileged offspring of a region where so many had so little and who spent a lifetime grovelling to the Mr Bigs of England, supping and dining at the Savoy on a regular basis, professing their love of the common man back in north Wales whilst the children of the common man were battered, abused, trafficked to provide sexual services to some sadly inadequate people and stitched up and imprisoned if they complained. Lest people accuse me of aiming a kick at the chapel goers of north Wales who are always an easy target, I hasten to add that the Neil Kinnocks and Ron Davies’s of south Wales – the alleged working class sons of toil – are just as guilty. They knew what was going on as well and concealed it. The Kinnocks’ troughing outdid Ronnie Waterhouse’s. Then there’s the swathes of pompous Top Doctors, the daft little Angels, social workers, the corrupt plods, etc. Not many people come out of this smelling of roses.

 

Many people assisted in propelling Ronnie Waterhouse into high society when he was young, but one name stands out – Sir William Mars-Jones, Ronnie’s pupil master. As mentioned in previous posts, William Mars-Jones was from Denbighshire and became a big name in London legal circles, yet retained his links to north Wales. Mars-Jones was the Big Mate who was wheeled out when Dafydd and the paedophiles met serious resistance from someone whom they couldn’t just swat in the usual way. Mars-Jones was very, very influential in legal circles. When he was older he was the stereotype of a batty old homophobic conservative judge, but as a young man Mars-Jones was active in the Labour Party, as was Ronnie.

I read Adam Mars-Jones’s memoir of his father a few days ago and I realised from Adam’s book just what a powerful figure Mars-Jones was. I got the distinct impression from Adam’s book that Adam was under no illusions about his father or the role that he played in concealing the barrel of crap in north Wales and I kept wondering why Adam didn’t write the sort of book that Dominic Carman did and expose just how malevolent his father was. Then I came to the bit when Adam mentioned that on the completion of the draft of one of his novels in which Adam had mentioned one of his father’s legal cases, the publisher – Faber – handed the draft to the libel lawyer Peter Carter-Ruck to read. Carter-Ruck was a close friend of William Mars-Jones. Faber told Adam that if the draft was published, both Faber and Adam would be sued for seditious libel. Just in case Faber and Adam dared go ahead, it was made clear that as a bonus, all of Faber’s big name authors would take their business elsewhere.

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

Adam Mars-Jones is a novelist who did not inherit money. He needs his publishers and cannot publish what his father and his father’s friends and colleagues did. I am not a famous novelist. Dafydd and the paedophiles have already wrecked my life and career several times over anyway and I witnessed at first hand what they did. The name of Adam’s aunt is actually on the highly incriminating documents in my possession. As they say in north Wales Adam – dim problem. You might not be able to publish but I can. I have 10,000 incriminating documents that even Peter Carter-Fuck can’t argue with.

Readers who follow the comments section of this blog will have noticed that on a recent post about the Mars-Jones’s, someone left a comment stating that Adam was alleged to have been a visitor to the children’s homes in north Wales. I have no idea whether he was or not, but it’s worth mentioning here that I too visited institutions which were the sites of serious abuse – I was friends with those within and was keeping an eye open… Adam Mars-Jones had a partner who died of an HIV related condition and he also worked as a buddy for the Terence Higgins Trust. I mentioned in my posts ‘Apocalypse Now’ that a lot of the rent boys who died of AIDS in the 1980s had been residents of children’s homes in north Wales who were trafficked to London. It is highly likely that Adam worked with some of those young men and realised where a lot of them had spent their youth. Perhaps he began popping into children’s homes in north Wales to find out what the hell was going on. With a surname like his, the people running those homes would never have suspected that Adam would have had a shred of sympathy with the residents or any interest in the dreadful things that were happening to them…

I mentioned in my post ‘Dirty Rotten Scoundrels’ that confidential information about me and others who had dared complain about Dafydd and the paedophiles was being CC’d to a Mrs D. Mars-Jones, who I presumed was Mrs David Mars-Jones. David Mars-Jones was, as confirmed by Adam’s book, William Mars-Jones’s younger brother. David Mars-Jones’s wife was called Dilys. Yes, it was definitely her then. I presume that Dilys Mars-Jones was a member of Clwyd Health Authority – although Dafydd and the paedophiles were so bloody lawless that she may not even have been that.

Adam’s book mentions that William Mars-Jones used to stay with David and Dilys when he went to north Wales. David was a Freemason which William thought was questionable. Adam noted that David interpreted this as William not understanding how business was conducted in the country – I’m sure that William Mars-Jones knew just what the Freemasons of north Wales got up to, or at least some of them. Adam observes that the Garrick played the same role in his father’s life that the Freemasons did in David’s. Yes – and when a dissenting voice couldn’t be controlled by the Freemasons (for example if the dissenting voice was a social worker who was a whistleblower or an angry older lady with a brain or, perish the thought, a Bangor student who pissed herself laughing at a mad old psychiatrist’s efforts to chat her up and his subsequent threats), help from the Garrick was enlisted…

Adam saw the Mars-Jones’s of north Wales as his backward looking country cousins, but they really were quite something in the region. William Mars-Jones’s father was a farmer and owned and ran the local PO and shop – his father before him had been Chairman of Denbighshire County Council. From the information given in Adam’s book there was not just one farm between the extended family, there were several – Adam mentions two aunties who each possessed a farm whom it was believed were relieved of their property in the 1970s by David’s ‘sharp practice’ and who ended up living in Colwyn Bay. Adam explicitly states that William believed David’s business deals and acquisition of wealth to have been questionable. Adam also mentions that for some reason an Eddy Batty from Liverpool had a share in David’s farm.

Adam summed up the difference between his uncle and his father by saying that David wanted honours and William wanted cash. People from north Wales who desire honours have ended up doing some pretty disgusting things for some pretty disgusting people and a High Court judge in need of money with a brother in that position might find himself severely compromised.

I mentioned in my post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’ that David Mars-Jones was High Sheriff of Clwyd in 1989. Adam mentions that David had been Mayor of Colwyn Bay.

Colwyn Bay was a hub of corruption in north Wales. The North Wales Police HQ was there and Chief Constable Sir Philip Meyers had built a personal ‘office’ at his home where business was conducted – at the time the force was notoriously corrupt (see post ‘Top Of The Cops’). The Gwynfa adolescent psychiatric unit where the most dreadful abuse of children occurred was located at Colwyn Bay. The Angel in charge was a former North Wales Hospital Denbigh nurse, Nigel Mannering Berry – he lived in Colwyn Bay and was a leading light in the Colwyn Bay Masonic Hall (see post ‘Don’t Be Silly, He’s Nice’). Professor Robert Owen who concealed the crimes of Dafydd and the paedophiles lived in Colwyn Bay and received inappropriate telephone calls and mail from inappropriate people regarding NHS business at his home address (see post ‘In Memoriam – Professor Robert Owen’). Huw Vaughan Thomas – the Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council, 1991-96, as the paedophile gang raged within its children’s homes and who some years previously had spent six years as Chief Executive of Denbighshire County Council – lived at Colwyn Bay (see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’) with his wife, Enid Rowlands, who was involved in NHS governance (see post ‘Dirty Rotten Scoundrels’). Of course Gordon Anglesea, the senior police officer who was imprisoned for sex offences against children in care in north Wales, lived and worked at Colwyn Bay. David Jones MP, who spent years working as a solicitor in north Wales watching in silence as Dafydd and the paedophiles stitched up the innocent, ended up in Colwyn Bay (see post ‘The Right Honourable David Jones MP’) – David Jones is also a Freemason. Many, many more paedophiles’ friends were out at Colwyn Bay with them. It was a hot spot.

Adam mentions an Aunty Mary – Mary Cobley – who lived in Denbigh and David’s two daughters Jenny and Eleri.

Adam also talks about a holiday home that his father owned at Rhosneigr on Anglesey, the purchase of which David had assisted back in the 1960s. Rhosneigr is a popular second home destination and in recent years it has become very expensive. By north Wales standards Rhosneigr is a big village but it is still small enough for regular long term second homers to have known each other.

Someone else whose parents had a second home at Rhosneigr – and who inherited it from them – was Duncan Orme, who studied biochemistry at UCNW in the 1980s. Duncan took a sabbatical year as the Welfare Officer in the UCNW Students’ Union. It was Duncan to whom I made representation about Gwynne the lobotomist in the early summer of 1984. Duncan admitted that there was a major problem with Gwynne and tried to persuade me to drop my complaint. When I refused, Duncan crapped himself and fled (see post ‘Just A Language Divide?’). Duncan went into NHS management and ended up as Financial Director for one of the very troubled NHS authorities in England.

Duncan Orme knew that three students had attempted suicide after encountering Gwynne the lobotomist. At least. Duncan will have known of much more as well.

An excellent foundation for a career in the NHS Duncan! You ignore patient harm related to crime whilst playing at being a student politician, you get a Third and then fail your accountancy exams – of course you will become Financial Director of an NHS Authority! Because you kept your mouth shut about a bloody paedophile gang.

Sir William Mars-Jones was President of UCNW, 1982-95. Which spanned quite a few of the lobotomist and paedophile years – and the term of Duncan’s office as Welfare Officer and the first part of Duncan’s NHS career.

Duncan when you were at university, you were widely regarded as a bit of a wally, not very bright and a bit inadequate. You have now been outed as an amoral ally of the Westminster Paedophile Ring. You epitomise everything that is wrong with the NHS. I have never forgotten the time that you told me how much you enjoyed your days at Millfield School and that no matter what politics you were forced to proclaim at university, you would buy your own kids the best education that you could possibly afford. Having known two people who escaped to Millfield from the shite comprehensives of Bridgwater and who had very much happier teenage years as a result I didn’t recoil in horror at your hypocrisy because I had knew parents who watched their kids attempt suicide and took the view that this could not continue. But you knowingly assisted a paedophile gang who murdered their victims. That is a whole order of magnitude of difference from a parent who is desperately trying to stop their 12 year old from topping themselves.

I bet that you don’t use the NHS do you Duncan.

I have just popped over to Linked In and found Duncan’s latest. He’s told a porkie – he states that he was Welfare Officer in 1986. I’m fairly sure that it was 1984 – because I consulted Duncan within weeks of encountering Gwynne the lobotomist, which was in 1984. Duncan’s Linked In however does tell us that he was ‘Nightline’ co-ordinator in 1984. ‘Nightline’ was the student run and staffed helpline at UCNW. The Nightliners tended to be well motivated but, like all student helpers, often out of their depth. I do know that the Nightliners knew about Gwynne and those attempted suicides because I knew four Nightliners and they were well aware. Some Nightliners went into social work after graduation – they knew about the paedophile gang…

Here are the rewards that Duncan reaped for keeping quiet and having a father who knew William Mars-Jones:

1987-91: Financial Trainee and Principal Auditor, Royal Free Hampstead NHS Trust

1991-93: Management Accounts, Barts NHS Trust

1993-02: Head of Financial Management and Deputy Director of Finance, Northampton General Hospital

2002-07: Director of Finance, Northampton General Hospital NHS Trust

2008-10: Non-Executive Director, BMI Three Shires Hospital

2007-10: Director of Finance, St Andrew’s Healthcare

2010-11: Chairman of the Lighthouse Centre – ‘a rape crisis centre offering a professional service for anyone who have experienced sexual violence, whether recently or in the past, operating since 1986’.

2011-present day: Operational Director of Finance, Nottingham University Hospital; ‘Leadership of award winning finance department’.

Every NHS organisation that Duncan has worked for has had serious difficulties. He boasts that as Director of Finance at Northampton, he ‘turned around’ the service and made millions in savings. Yes, Duncan is one of those highly paid NHS conference-attending managers who whittle away at patient care – particularly mental health, learning disabilities and the elderly – whilst spending money on executive offices and bonuses for people like himself when they have ‘turned around’ services.

St Andrew’s Healthcare has been at the centre of scandal after scandal after learning disabled people have been abused or died whilst in their ‘care’.

As for Duncan’s Chairmanship of a sexual violence centre – I am tempted to quip that perhaps those who suffered at the hands of Dafydd and the paedophiles should try knocking at Duncan’s door, but nearly all of them are now dead…

When Alison Taylor, Mary Wynch and I were making a lot of noise, Duncan landed his first job at the Royal Free. During the first police investigation into the existence of a possible paedophile ring in north Wales, Duncan was hiding away at Barts – where Dafydd’s mate Prof Linford Rees had ruled the roost for decades (see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’). In the year that the North Wales Police found ‘no evidence’ of a paedophile ring, Duncan landed his job as Head of Financial Management at Northampton General Hospital. Whilst the Waterhouse Inquiry took place Duncan was promoted to Deputy Director of Finance at Northampton. His nose was probably so deep in the NHS trough of plenty that he didn’t even have time to stick his head up and say ‘I Know Nuzzing…’

Once old Ronnie had given the biggest offenders a clean bill of health and the bellyaching about a cover-up had died down, the sky was the limit for Duncan…

I think that there might be more than one porkie on Duncan’s Linked In profile. Because a few years ago I googled Duncan and he was at that time Director of a very troubled scandal ridden Trust next door to Mid-Staffs – that particular part of Duncan’s career has disappeared from his Linked In details.

 Duncan’s got a yacht! But then he had the use of his dad’s yacht when he was an undergrad…

The ‘turn around’ Finance Director who made £18 million of NHS savings enjoys his gin palace moored off Anglesey.

 

The Waterhouse and Mars-Jones families will have known each other before Ronnie became a pupil of William Mars-Jones.

The Waterhouses came from Flintshire, the neighbouring county to Denbighshire, the stomping ground of the Mars-Jones’s. There was and is a lot of cross border activity between the two counties.

 

Ronnie’s dad Thomas was at one time the Vice-Chairman of the Flintshire Quarter Sessions and Ronnie mentions in his book that his own career was given a boost when he was young by the Holywell solicitor J. Kerfoot-Roberts and Cyril Jones, a solicitor who practised in Wrexham – they were both ‘supporters’ of William Mars-Jones, who had already established himself as a lawyer.

Ronnie’s dad was a member of Holywell Urban District Council and was Chairman in the early 20th century. He was a high profile Liberal when the Liberals were the biggest party on the Council (and a very influential force in north Wales per se). Thomas was Chairman of Flintshire Education Committee, 1925-34. So he probably knew Prof J.E. Daniel, a theologian and inspector of schools in north Wales at the time (see post ‘Tuppence And His Fragrant Wife’). J.E. Daniel’s son is the hideous Huw Daniel, who like Ronnie spent a lifetime on the corrupt Chester and Wales Circuit and who was so looking forward to imprisoning me on the basis of the perjury of the paedophiles’ friends in 2004 – Huw became very angry when the case collapsed (see post ‘Interesting Happenings In The Legal System’). Can you still fit into that ludicrous General Pinochet outfit of yours Huw, because those seams and buttons were certainly straining as a result of all those dinners on the last occasion that I saw you dressed up in your gear.

Ronnie was also mates with Justice John Roch who was someone else on the Chester and Wales Circuit who wanted to imprison me on the basis of the perjury of the paedophiles friends in 1990 (see post ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’). On that occasion Roch had to throw out more than twelve charges against me because WHOOPS the paedophiles’ friends had lied – there was of course no action taken against anyone for perjury.

John Roch disappeared off the face of the earth – and indeed the internet – a few years ago, so I was gratified to find him mentioned in Ronnie’s book. After Roch fumed at not being able to imprison me and ignored the perjury of those giving evidence, he became Lord Justice Roch. Lord Justice John Roch has now reappeared in corners of the internet.

Lord Justice Roch might like to make a statement to the police about the bizarre events in Chester Court in 1990 when the paedophiles’ friends demanded my imprisonment for contempt of court, particularly now that I have documents in my possession demonstrating that the court and judge were changed at short notice without my barrister being informed – yet the paedophiles’ friends received a handwritten note from the Legal Dept of Gwynedd County Council explaining this to them. The note also told the paedophiles’ friends who to speak to when they arrived at the court – that person would also show them the affidavits and tell them what to say when they gave evidence. The note to the paedophiles’ friends told them to ‘familiarise’ themselves with the affidavits and evidence – which suggests that they had not seen any of it before. Further details and the names of all of the crooks involved can be found in my post ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’.

Ahem. Just a little bit irregular I think Lord Justice Roche.

The whole scene was witnessed by the solicitor who accompanied me to court, Meleri Tudor. Meleri came with me because WHOOPS the date of the case clashed with another case that my usual solicitor had to be present at, although he was desperate not to send me into the paedophiles’ den unaccompanied. So his assistant Meleri came with me. I always liked Meleri and I very much appreciated her company, but she swore blind that the last minute change of venue and judge was just a blip – as was the fact that my barrister was not informed of this essential information. I now have documentation that shows quite clearly that there was no blip – there was corruption of the most serious sort at work.

Meleri moved on to work at another solicitor’s firm in Caernarfon shortly after the saga in Chester and the last I heard she had become a judge. On another occasion Meleri witnessed Tony Francis (Dr X) abuse process whilst he was in the witness box in Bangor Magistrates Court demanding my imprisonment. Meleri did stop him immediately and the magistrates also reprimanded him, but I remember Meleri commenting afterwards to me that ‘Francis knew exactly what he was doing and he knew that he shouldn’t have done it’.

At the time I just thought that Francis was seriously pissed off with me and had lost his rag, but since then I have acquired numerous documents written and signed by Francis in which he describes how he and others will frame me for serious offences for which there was no evidence.

I’ve got a stack of such documents Meleri, they were a bunch of lying crooks who were running the paedophile gang that you all maintained did not exist. Time to cough…

 

Not only did Ronnie’s dad reach the heights of being the High Sheriff of Flintshire in 1942, but he was  also Chairman of the County Finance Committee when the estate for Mold Crown Court was purchased. The building which currently houses Mold Law Courts was developed as a result of the efforts of T.M. Hadyn Rees, the Chief Executive of Clwyd County Council, 1974-77 (see post ‘Ain’t Nothing Clean – Not Even The Welsh Calvinistic Methodists’). The Waterhouse Inquiry was tasked with investigating the abuse of children in care during that time. Ronnie’s autobiography makes it clear that he knew Hadyn Rees. He mentions him by name and furthermore before he was Chief Exec of Clwyd County Council, Hadyn Rees was the Deputy Clerk and then Clerk of Flintshire County Council. Sir Ronnie, in his capacity as a barrister, acted for Flintshire County Council on many occasions and took instructions from Hadyn Rees.

After Hadyn Rees retired as Chief Executive of Clwyd he became a magistrate.

Ronnie’s book mentions that he attended a dinner at the Shire Hall in Mold in 1978 – it was held in his honour by the Chairman of Clwyd County Council and was attended by ‘many north Wales friends’. Many of whom will have also been paedophiles’ friends.

There’s nothing like an independent judicial inquiry is there.

Not that Ronnie was only mates with paedophiles’ friends in local authorities in north Wales – he was friends with paedophiles’ friends in local authorities in west Wales as well. In May 1983 Ronnie was involved in litigation in Swansea and Carmarthen Courts brought by the Welsh Office and seven local authorities – led by Dyfed County Council – in an attempt to gain a High Court order against some travellers. There was a paedophile gang operating in Dyfed and Pembrokeshire in the 1970s and 80s. In 1980, the County Secretary of Dyfed County Council Ioan Bowen Rees moved to Gwynedd to take up the position of Chief Executive – where he did nothing about the paedophile gang operating in the Council’s children’s homes (see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’).

 

Ronnie knew the influential Flintshire farming family of paedophiles’ friend and Tory politician Beata Brookes (see post ‘The Celtic Iron Lady And Yet More Recent History’). At one point George Brookes did battle with Flintshire County Council after they ordered him to move his caravans. Ronnie noted that ‘a great deal of money was at stake for the appellant, who was a strong Conservative supporter’. Brookes had wanted to instruct Sir David Maxwell Fyfe QC (a famous homophobic Welsh judge and former Secretary of State for Wales known as Dai Bananas), but Sir David had recently metamorphosed into Viscount Kilmuir as Lord Chancellor, so George Brookes slummed it and instructed the then Viscount Hailsham QC, who was soon to be appointed First Lord of the Admiralty.

The wife and son of the Fifth Sea Lord Admiral Sir Alec Bingley – Lady Juliet Bingley and William Bingley, who worked for MIND and in William’s case the Mental Health Act Commission as well – were involved in concealing the criminality of Dafydd and the paedophiles for years. My post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’ also names other very high ranking naval officers who were involved in ignoring, or concealing, serious wrongdoing associated with sexual offences against children.

Lord Hailsham was the First Lord of the Admiralty, 1956-57. So he will have known Sir Alec Bingley, Lord Louis Mountbatten and others named in my post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’.

 

William Mars-Jones was in the Royal Navy Volunteer Reserve during the war. But so many of the paedophiles’ friends served in the Royal Navy or the Royal Navy Volunteer Reserve – including of course Gwynne the lobotomist…

William Mars-Jones served in Malta during the war. Sir Alec Bingley was stationed in Malta when he was Commander-in-Chief of the Mediterranean Fleet in the late 1950s/early 60s. Lady Juliet Bingley was friends with the Prime Minister of Malta and Ronnie Waterhouse knew Lt General Sir William Dobbie, the Governor of Malta, 1940-42.

 

In response to George Brookes instructing Lord Hailsham, Flintshire County Council instructed Edmund Davies QC to lead, with Ronnie as his junior. Ronnie tells us in his book that this case resulted in his highest fee to date for a single case and that there was ‘further reward’ when Brookes appealed. There was thus another magistrates hearing on a date when Hailsham and Edmund Davies were unavailable. St Asaph’s Magistrates Court heard the case in July 1955 – the Chairman of the bench was the brother of Judge David Pennant, who was a descendant of Thomas Pennant.

The Pennant family are part of the extended family of Antoinette Sandbach, the Tory MP for Eddisbury. Antoinette’s father Ian Mackeson-Sandbach was the most senior Freemason in North Wales throughout the years of failed investigations into organised child abuse in north Wales and during the Waterhouse Inquiry. Antoinette’s grandmother Geraldine Mackeson-Sandbach was the President of the Denbigh branch of the Royal College of Midwives. Before Antoinette became an AM and then an MP, she worked in the office of David Jones MP. For more details on the Sandbach clan, see post ‘News Round Up, 19 January 2018′.

A whole extended family of paedophiles’ friends there.

 

Flintshire County Council won the case against George Brookes. But there was yet another hearing in 1957. By this time Hailsham was in the Cabinet, so Brookes instructed Ted Maggary QC, later Vice-Chancellor and de facto Head of the Chancery Division. Edmund Davies was engaged elsewhere and Hadyn Rees decided that it wasn’t necessary to have a leader on the Council’s side and Ronnie acted for the Council. Ronnie doesn’t relate the outcome of this bizarre dispute involving caravans at St Asaph which involved some of the most senior lawyers in the UK, but Ronnie did note that he ‘was fortunate that Maggary proved to be a very courteous opponent’ and ‘we disposed of the case in two much shorter days’.

I suspect that a very dirty deal was done somewhere within those two short days which was why the big names made themselves scarce. I doubt that George Brookes spent all that money for nothing and knowing how the paedophiles’ friends conduct business, this saga over the caravans at St Asaph which involved none other than Lord Hailsham could hold the key as to why Beata Brookes – a universally loathed old bag – ended up as the leading female Tory politician in Wales despite no-one wanting her in that position.

Beata Brookes was a social worker before her ascent upwards into the higher echelons of the paedophiles’ friends and her gaining numerous positions of responsibility in the health and social care services in north Wales.

 

Ronnie’s dad, being prominent in Flintshire County life, will have known Lloyd Tyrell-Kenyon, the 5th Baron Kenyon. Lord Kenyon was the most senior Freemason in north Wales, a member of the North Wales Police Authority, Chairman of Clwyd Health Authority, President of UCNW, 1947-82 (preceding William Mars-Jones), Deputy Lieutenant of Flintshire, a magistrate, a member of Flintshire County Council and much more besides (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’). Lord Kenyon’s adult son Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon was known by the social services to be sexually using at least one underaged boy in the care of Clwyd County Council’s Social Services. On one occasion in 1979 Thomas spent the night in the Crest Hotel in Wrexham with the boy and took compromising photos of them together. The following morning Thomas made a complaint of theft against the boy on the grounds that the photos and Thomas’s clothes had disappeared. Thomas was quite clear when he called the police with regard as to why he had spent the previous night in bed with a boy in care. The boy was sent to a detention centre. Thomas faced no action. Thomas Tyrell-Kenyon died of an HIV related condition in 1993.

Ronnie knew Lord Kenyon as well. In his book Ronnie mentions chatting to him in 1984 at the annual dinner for old students of Ruthin School in north Wales.

 

Ronnie and his network were able to show a great degree of tolerance in the face of sexual transgression. In 1945 Ronnie’s parents were looking for a suitable Liberal Parliamentary candidate for Flintshire and one of Ronnie’s duties was to drive the candidate about. Ronnie explained in his book that one day as Ronnie was driving, the candidate had the ‘impertinence and stupidity to make an unambiguous homosexual advance’. Ronnie stated in his autobiography that if he’d have told his father, the candidate would have been disowned. Ronnie doesn’t provide a very convincing explanation as to why he didn’t tell his father that a gay groper was being fielded as the Liberal candidate, but he does mention that the seat was won by the Tory Nigel Birch.

However, perhaps Ronnie didn’t need to tell his father. Ronnie admitted that ‘our candidate’s proclivities were quite well known when he stood again for Parliament, this time in Anglesey against the popular Cledwyn Hughes’. Lord Cledwyn was a loyal paedophiles’ friends for decades – he was also mates with Glenys Kinnock’s parents and was one of those who inducted the Windbag into Welsh Labour politics.

Ronnie doesn’t mention the gay groper’s name, but it’s not rocket science to work out that it was John William Hughes. Obviously a Ron Davies situation (see post ‘Cottaging At Castle Gate’). ‘Well of course if we’d have known we’d have acted immediately.’

There is a great deal of ‘not knowing’ in north Wales, as the social anthropologist Isabel Emmett observed in her 1964 work ‘A North Wales Village: A Social Anthropological Study’ (see post ‘How No-One Knew About Dr Dafydd Alun Jones’). Not that even Isabel Emmett could have predicted the mass outbreak of not knowing that afflicted north Wales when Ronnie Chaired that Inquiry.

 

Ronnie and his dad weren’t the only red hot networkers. Ronnie’s Uncle Horace did pretty well. Horace sat on the Holywell Urban District Council and was also a member of the English Congregational Church in Holywell. The Waterhouses were a well known Congregationalist family in north east Wales (Ronnie’s dad was a deacon in the Tabernacle Church) – as were the Mars-Jones’s.

Ronnie’s Uncle Sidney trained for the Congregationalist ministry at the Lancashire Independent College in Manchester and subsequently worked as a Minister in Hemel Hempstead and in East Sussex. The Waterhouses had branches of the family in England – Ronnie’s dad was from a big family and the siblings had scattered all over the place. Ronnie married the daughter of an influential Birmingham family.

Ronnie was a lay preacher from the age of 17. He had been invited to fulfil the role by the father of his friend J. Gwynne Williams. J. Gwynne Williams later became the Professor of Welsh History at UCNW and the Vice-Principal, as well as the President of the National Library of Wales and Chairman of University of Wales Press. His father was the supervising Minister of the Welsh Wesleyian Methodist Church circuit at Holywell.

Ronnie’s sister went to Howells School, Denbigh, a popular independent school for girls in north Wales. The actress Nerys Hughes went there (see post ‘Have The Lambs Stopped Screaming?’) as did many other well known people from north Wales. The Mars-Jones’s lived in a village just outside of Denbigh and will have known many alumni of Howells School.

Ronnie’s sister extended the influence of Ronnie and the gang. Ronnie’s sister Sylvia worked for the BBC intermittently throughout her life – her first job with them was as a producer for ‘Woman’s Hour’ – and she also worked for ‘Vogue Export Book’, the ‘Daily Express’ and ‘Time and Tide’, which was owned and edited by Lady Rhondda. Sylvia married John Thompson, a journalist on ‘The Observer’.

Ronnie’s brother Stuart was active in the Liberal Party and stood as a Liberal Parliamentary candidate.

 

When he was young Ronnie Waterhouse was not only active in the Labour Party but stood as a Labour Parliamentary candidate on a number of occasions. William Mars-Jones stood as the Labour candidate for West Denbighshire in the 1945 General Election.

Ronnie was the Labour candidate for West Flintshire in the late 1950s. He knew Bessie Braddock, a fearsome battleaxe who was a leading light in Liverpool Council and then the Labour MP for Liverpool Exchange, 1945-70. Bessie Braddock was hated by many in Gwynedd because of her lack of sympathy and insulting behaviour regarding Welsh protests over the flooding of Capel Celyn in 1965 to form the Tryweryn Reservoir to supply water to Liverpool. At the time of the Tryweryn protests dear old Dafydd was a medical student in Liverpool, masquerading as a Welsh freedom fighter and was popping across to Ireland to learn at the knee of some IRA activists (see post ‘A Network Stretching Back Decades…’). So Dafydd wasn’t one of those involved in Welsh activism who refused to resort to violent means. Neither did his fellow activists know that in his day job Dafydd was busy cultivating the friendship of corrupt English professionals in Liverpool whom he relied upon very heavily in later life (see post ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’).

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Whilst campaigning, Ronnie shared a platform with Nye Bevan in East Flintshire and he noted in his book that paedophiles’ friend Baroness Eirene White (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’) was ‘always helpful and generous’. At one point Ronnie was joined on the campaign trail in north Wales by Barbara Castle, who made a ‘rousing speech’ in Rhyl.

In 1963 Ronnie was shortlisted as the Labour candidate for Wolverhampton North East via the help of Denis Howell, the Birmingham Labour MP who was famously the Minister for Snow, Floods, Drought and then Sport under Harold Wilson. Ronnie lost out to Renee Short, who in later life proved herself to be a loyal paedophiles’ friend in the Commons (see post ‘Little Things Hitting Each Other’). The other candidate was Martin Ennals,  brother of paedophiles’ friend Lord David Ennals (see post ‘MIND Are Out For Mental Health – Never For Themselves Of Course’). During the years in which he led Amnesty International, Martin Ennals managed to ignore some dreadful things – such as the framing and wrongful imprisonment of the Birmingham Six.

Ronnie was involved in the Labour campaigns in West Flintshire in 1964 and in East Flintshire in 1966.

In 1969 Ronnie stood for selection as the Labour candidate for Wrexham against Tom Ellis – Ronnie’s sponsor was the Wrexham solicitor Stanley Williams. By 1969 there was an abusive regime at Bryn Estyn at Wrexham and John Allen had just established the Bryn Alyn Community nearby. Tom Ellis was the Labour MP for Wrexham from 1970 and in 1981 he joined Dr Death and the gang in the SDP (see post ‘The Celtic Iron Lady And Yet More Recent History’).

All the local solicitors and MPs knew about the abuse of children at Bryn Estyn and Bryn Alyn.

Ronnie had yet another stab at getting into Parliament in 1970 when he stood for selection as the Labour candidate for East Flintshire. On that occasion Ronnie was supported by the TGWU and Tom Jones, the Wales regional TGWU organiser (see post ‘Dirty Rotten Scoundrels’), but he lost out to Barry Jones who was subsequently elected. Lord Baz as he now is had a background in teaching and the NUT and has been a loyal paedophiles’ friend over many years (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’).

 

Friendships across the political divide are not unusual, but Ronnie took this to the limit. His autobiography names scores of politicians – Liberal, Labour, defectors to the SDP and Tory, with whom he was very friendly. He was even on good terms with a few Communists and members of the Redgrave dynasty. As long as they wielded a bit of power and influence they were OK by Ronnie.

Ronnie didn’t become involved with the Labour Party until 1952 – when he was at Cambridge he was in the Cambridge University Liberal Society and made many friends there. His closest friend was Sir Robin Day and of course with Robin Day came friendships with a host of media folk. Ronnie knew many other Liberals as well – including Eric Lubbock aka Lord Avebury (see post ‘He Knows Where The Bodies Are Buried’), Jeremy Thorpe, Cyril Smith and Clement Freud. His memories of Jeremy were that he was an ‘elegant old Etonian’, who ‘played the violin’ and was impressively close to the Lloyd George clan. Whereas most of us remember Jeremy best for standing trial for conspiring to kill his gay lover.

Ronnie and William Mars-Jones were very friendly with Lord Emlyn Hooson, another member of the Chester and Wales Circuit and Liberal MP for Montgomery, 1962-79. Alex Carlile was a member of Hooson’s Chambers – the Alex Carlile who stopped asking awkward questions about Mary Wynch and then picked up a peerage a few years later. The Hoosons were neighbours of the Mars-Jones’s in Gray’s Inn and the Hoosons’ Montgomeryshire home was close enough to Ronnie’s other friends and hang outs for him to be a regular visitor.

Emlyn Hooson was involved in the secret inquiry which was held into Jeremy Thorpe years before Thorpe stood trial for conspiracy to murder Norman. Hooson was told quite clearly by Norman Scott and a Welsh friend of Norman’s who knew Hooson that Jeremy had been a very, very naughty boy indeed whilst he was being elegant and impressing people with his violin playing (see post ‘My How Things Haven’t Changed’). Hooson professed to have been horrified at Jeremy’s activities but no-one removed Jeremy from the leadership of the Liberal Party and when years later Justice Cantley, the presiding judge at Jeremy’s trial, hurled invective at Norman, Hooson didn’t say a word. Hooson remained silent when Jeremy was acquitted.

 

When Ronnie was at Cambridge, Glyn Tegai Hughes was President of the Liberal Club, who became another mate of Ronnie’s. Tegai Hughes stood as the Liberal candidate for Denbigh in 1950, 1955 and 1959. Tegai Hughes became Warden of Gregynog. Gregynog is a mansion in Powys originally owned by sisters Gwendoline and Margaret Davies, who donated it to the University of Wales in 1960 for use as a conference and arts centre. The Davies sisters were wealthy women who accumulated an impressive art collection. Ronnie’s parents knew their brother Lord David Davies of Llandinam, the Liberal MP for Montgomeryshire, 1906-29 and who was a visitor to the Waterhouse family home.

 

I have mentioned in previous posts that everyone who stood for election or who was elected for Denbigh remained silent about Dafydd and the paedophiles. Nearly everybody in Denbigh were employed in jobs that were dependent upon the North Wales Hospital. There were hundreds of people banged up in there being abused but they did not have votes. The patient batterers and paedophiles’ friends did. Isn’t that right Dafydd/Paul Flynn/Ieuan Wyn Jones/Robyn Lewis and the rest of you who said not a word about the horror just a mile or so away from the town as you stuffed leaflets through people’s letter boxes emblazoned with you wearing a rosette. Not so much ‘if you want a nigger for a neighbour vote Labour’, but if you want a murderous paedophile for a neighbour vote for absolutely any of this lot, their lips are sealed.

 

I have mentioned that Mars-Jones was an enthusiastic member of the Garrick – Ronnie was also a member. As was Robin Day – Day lunched at the Garrick daily and sat on the executive committee – and of course numerous high profile people from the worlds of law and entertainment. Much of Ronnie’s life revolved around the Garrick and its members.

In 1952 Justice Croom-Johnson recommended that Ronnie should join the Garrick. In 1958 Malcolm Morris QC ‘urged’ Ronnie to join – I very much doubt that Ronnie had ignored Croom-Johnson’s advice, I suspect that the waiting list was long and that the Garrick wasn’t tripping over itself to let Ronnie in at that point. In 1962 Robin Day was allowed through the door and arranged for Ronnie to be proposed as a member by ITN editor Sir Geoffrey Cox. Ron was elected as a member in 1964. Ronnie loved the Garrick so much that when he retired and sold his London home – he wasn’t homeless, he still had a country seat in Herefordshire – if he and his wife were in London (which was frequently, there were all those important people to hobnob with after all, even in retirement and the Savoy is not to be found in Herefordshire) they lived at the Garrick for a ‘very reasonable’ rent.

Ronnie’s notion of what constitutes accommodation was flexible. The Garrick suited him and Lady Waterhouse down to the ground, but he did mention in the Waterhouse Report that children ‘leaving care’ at the age of 16 in north Wales were housed in ‘unsuitable accommodation’. Was the unsuitable accommodation a bit damp perhaps? Unheated? Er, no. According to the former kids in care, the ‘unsuitable accommodation’ in question were brothels. They left ‘care’ and were trafficked to brothels in London and Brighton. Which for the purposes of the Waterhouse Report doubled up as ‘unsuitable accommodation’. Furthermore if Ronnie really believed that those kids weren’t housed in the unsuitable accommodation until they were 16, he’s even thicker than I’ve given him credit for. They’ll have been sent to the unsuitable accommodation when they were 14 or 15 – or as soon as they had been beaten and raped into submission and Dafydd et al could be reassured that they had given up trying to escape or complaining to the police about what was happening.

But then Dafydd told people that I had lived in his ‘therapeutic community’ after he had unlawfully imprisoned me in Bryn Golau Ward with victims of the paedophile gang. Dafydd: Brown and me did have a really good laugh at that. And an even bigger laugh when, Ronnie Waterhouse-style, Dafydd’s partners in crime at St George’s Hospital Medical School and Springfield Hospital – who admitted in writing that Dafydd was sexploiting the patients and that they suspected that Tony Francis might have been as well – obediently repeated to each other that Dafydd had really tried with me, I had even been in a therapeutic community, so that just showed that I was a complete recidivist.

 

Hanging out at the Garrick was certainly good for name-dropping purposes. Ronnie mentioned in his book that he found himself dining next to Kingsley Amis. The one who wrote ‘The Old Devils’… In May 1990, Ronnie attended a particularly big knees-up at the Garrick held for paedophiles’ friends Geoffrey and Elspeth Howe. The Commons speaker Bernard Weatherill attended and the booze up was presided over by Ronnie’s Cambridge friend Lord Jenkin of Roding aka Patrick Jenkin. Ronnie’s Cambridge buddy Peter Cooper was there.

Peter Cooper was someone who nearly came a cropper on life’s journey. Cooper had been ‘personal assistant’ to Sir Edward Hulton and Lord Tim Beaumont, but he then rashly ‘joined Sir Bernard Audley who established the market research company AGB Research plc’. AGB Research was acquired by Robert Maxwell and as with anything acquired by Cap’n Bob there was not a happy ending. Another one of Ronnie’s circle, Peter Jay – Jim Callaghan’s son-in-law – was the Cap’ns Chief of Staff, but Ronnie stresses that Jay parted company from the Cap’n in 1990. When the Cap’n went overboard and the missing millions became obvious, Peter Jay and Peter Cooper were able to reassure everyone that they knew nuzzing.

Ronnie and his friends were often at the scene of unfortunate events concerning money. Ronnie was treasurer for Middle Temple for many years and somehow in 1995 funds from Middle Temple found their way into a dodgy Bulgarian bank. Then a great deal of Middle Temple’s money was lost when Baring’s bank collapsed.

 

Another memorable celebration at the Garrick was held in 2001, to celebrate Alan King-Hamilton’s 100th birthday. King-Hamilton was the notoriously obnoxious old judge who presided over Peter Hain’s trial and insulted Peter Hain, when someone many years ago – widely presumed to be the security services – tried to fit Peter Hain up for robbing a bank. Which was about as convincing as the poison pen letter which was sent to the authorities at De Montfort University stating that Brown was a ‘known paedophile’ who had ‘committed many offences’ when he worked at Aston University, but had never been caught – so he wasn’t a ‘known’ paedophile then was he Dafydd/Elfed/Martin??? (see post ‘A Nasty, Ludicrous Poison Pen Letter’).

I’ll say that for Dafydd and the paedophiles, they’ve probably taken at least 10 years off my life with stress, but they have provided me and my friends with a great deal of entertainment.

Guests at King-Hamilton’s 100th birthday included paedophiles’ friends the Onslows (I think that might have been Michael Onslow aka Viscount Cranley and his wife), Michael and Christina Mates and Jeremy and Verna Hanley. Ronnie’s sister Sylvia and her husband John Thompson also attended. Entertainment was provided by those lame old wallies Kit and the Widow, who used to be given much air time on Radio 4. If I was Kit and the Widow I’d be really worried if I was considered to be suitable as the cabaret for the 100th birthday celebrations of a biased judge and his crooked circle of paedophiles’ friends. Jeremy Hanley knew that Sir Peter Morrison was a child molester because he told Gyles Brandreth.

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The Duke of Edinburgh is or was the Patron of the Garrick and Ronnie loved it when Phil the Greek and the other Royals turned up.

 

Ronnie’s autobiography supplies the details of some of the trials that he was involved in, including many in which Mars-Jones also played a part. Ronnie and his colleagues were certainly adept in the art of moving goalposts/flexing boundaries.

 

In 1952 Ronnie was the prosecuting barrister in a north Wales case in which his father was one of the JPs. Normally of course this would be considered completely unacceptable, but this is Ronnie and his dad who we’re talking about. No problem!!!

Another 1952 case involving Ronnie as Counsel but this time as defence took place in London. (Mars-Jones and Ronnie worked out of Mars-Jones’s London chambers but they did a huge amount of court work in north Wales among their family and friends.) Ronnie was defending a medical student at Westminster Hospital on theft charges. The medical student had got pissed, broke into the nurses’ hostel and then stolen a purse. The charges were burglary and breaking and entering with intent to steal. Ronnie contacted the Dean of the Medical School and they both agreed that although this young man really had gone a bit far, he was after all a young doctor in the making so what he didn’t wasn’t the sort of burglary and breaking and entering that plebs indulge in and well the purse had definitely gone missing and it did rather look as though he had stolen it, but it’s not really stealing is it. As for the nurse to whom he’d broken into the building to gain access, well she was most upset but the dizzy little thing probably didn’t know her own mind….

I suspect that there may have been a few incidents of this nature during Dafydd’s student days. Only Dafydd would have probably been found stark naked in the hostel as well as drunk. Not that we need to speculate about Dafydd’s youth to understand how Ronnie was able to see the good side of people. At one point in the Waterhouse Report Ronnie notes that ‘apart from the sexual assaults’ there was no evidence of violence on the part of John Allen – there was, a number of witnesses described John Allen’s explosive rages and violent assaults, but Ronnie dismissed them as liars. Furthermore Ronnie noted that John Allen was kind and generous to the boys in his care when he was told that John Allen was paying boys to have sex with him and purchased certain boys – described by the other kids in Bryn Alyn as ‘Allen’s bum boys’ – motorbikes and hifi systems.

John Allen is currently serving his third prison sentence for sexual assaults on children.

In the late 1980s when I told Jeff Crowther, the nursing officer at Ysbyty Gwynedd, that Dafydd was sexually exploiting female patients, Jeff told me that one needed evidence and although there were many stories of this nature about Dafydd, no-one had any evidence. I told Jeff that there were young female patients living in Dafydd’s house with him and that this was common knowledge. Jeff told me that a lot of people thought that Dafydd was a kind man who offered a home and employment to patients.

Jeff: Dafydd only offered homes and jobs to young female patients. He didn’t have 60 year old men living in Rhianfa, Talwrn with him.

Come forward Therese, the young woman who lived with Dafydd in Rhianfa in about 1994, your evidence is needed!!! How much did Dafydd pay you and what were your terms of employment?? Do you have your P45?? Therese was a lovely young woman and I am sure that if she really had a choice she would not have been living with a dandruff-covered nutter like Dafydd, but as Dafydd had complete control no-one ever found out whether she was living with him out of choice or whether he had destroyed her life by illegally imprisoning her in the dungeon at Denbigh and then made her the generous offer of bed n board.

 

As the proverbial fighting drunken tramps say to each other – you want a scrap Top Doctors?? Caaaame on…. I have many, many more such memories, so you just continue to tell us all that the only problem with the NHS is ‘low pay’ and ‘resources’.

 

Ronnie wasn’t one for questioning the very obviously flawed legal system within which he worked even in cases which ended in death. In 1954, paedophiles’ friend Edmund Davies QC (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’), Mars-Jones and Ronnie were prosecuting at the murder trial of 25 year old Ronald Harries at Carmarthen Assizes. Harries stood accused of the murder of his second cousins after they disappeared and Harries was the last person to see them. Harries maintained that he had driven them to Carmarthen Station where they caught a train for London, where they were then due to go forward elsewhere for a holiday. Ronnie explained in his book that it was the super-sleuthing of a Detective Superintendent Capstick of Scotland Yard who led the investigation that resolved the case. Capstick organised a search party of 400 farmers over an area of 80 square miles. The bodies of the missing couple were found some seven months after they had disappeared in a ‘part of a field where the kale had been planted upside down’.

How exactly does one plant kale upside down? If, after burying the bodies, Harries had planted the kale upside down – presumably he was the village idiot – with the leaves in the soil and the roots sticking up above the ground, the kale would have died within hours and not been in any fit state to conceal two corpses.

Sir Cecil Havers – whose son Michael years later as Attorney General blocked the prosecution of the diplomat Sir Peter Hayman for child sex offences – presided over the trial and Ronnie noted that a crowd of 5000, ‘mostly women’, cheered the outcome and booed Ronald Harries as he was led away to Swansea Prison.

The Case of The Upside Down Kale went to the Court of Appeal – I cannot think why, it was obviously a rock solid case – but fortunately that bastard Harries lost the appeal. The appeal was lost on the strength of ‘Capstick’s excellent report of his investigation’ which accompanied Ronnie’s brief.

Ronald Harries was hanged. That’ll teach him to plant kale upside down.

Presumably the Case of the Upside Down Kale is another one of those classics in the annals of Welsh law, along with the imprisoning of the Rev Emyr Owen of Tywyn in 1985 for cutting the penises off corpses, feeding one penis to the seagulls and injecting the other penises with hot water to make them stand up all erect-like. No severed penises were found, no corpses sans penises were produced and furthermore anyone with A level biology knows that you couldn’t induce an erection in a severed penis, by hot water or anything else. Who was the prosecuting barrister who told the court this nonsense? Step forward Huw Daniel. Now Huw, as a former biology teacher, let me explain that a penis needs to have a blood supply to become erect. Even your penis, if it were chopped off and injected with fluid, would not become erect. If indeed it ever does anyway even when it is connected to its blood supply. You might not have liked the Rev Emyr because he was dangerously gay and as a Minister and Sheriff of Caernarfon Crown Court he will have found out what the rest of you were up to, but whatever he was guilty of it was not what you told the court and for which he went to prison.

 

Ronnie was happy to stress that those in his Chambers didn’t need a body to know that someone had been murdered and indeed to work out how the ‘orrible murder had been committed. After Ronald Harries got the chop, a Polish man was convicted of the murder of his business partner at Carmarthen Assizes. There was no trace of any body and no evidence, but the Pole was a Bad Lot and everyone knew that he’d done it. Furthermore they knew how – he’d fed his partner to the pigs. You can’t argue with that. The prosecuting Counsel was Esyr Lewis, for Mars-Jones.

Esyr Lewis also gets a mention in Adam Mars-Jones’s book as a friend and neighbour of his father’s in Gray’s Inn. As a child Esyr lived in south Wales but the family moved to the north of England when he was ten. He served in the Intelligence Corps in the late 1940s. Esyr Lewis became a Deputy High Court judge.

 

In Feb 1958 Ronnie was the prosecuting counsel in a rape case at Chester Assizes – Justice Salmon was presiding and Emlyn Hooson was defending. The alleged rape had taken place in Flintshire. Ronnie noted that the alleged victim was a ‘pretty bus conductress’ and the accused ‘a less than attractive Italian immigrant’. The pretty bus conductress had left a dance with the less than attractive Italian immigrant and it was alleged that he’d raped her in a car. It was stated that the pretty bus conductress was a virgin. The problem that everybody had was that the car was considered to be too small to be the scene of a rape so there was speculation as to whether the pretty bus conductress had just regretted losing her honour to an Iti. Ronnie remarked that Justice Salmon – an ‘excellent judge’ – summed up and cast the seeds of doubt in the jury’s mind. The Iti was acquitted and the next day the pretty conductress threw herself in the River Dee and drowned.

Well Ronnie and Justice Salmon were so upset. Ronnie stressed to the readers of his book that Justice Salmon was ‘liberal and humane’ and ‘deeply affected’ by the suicide of the pretty bus conductress. Was Justice Salmon so deeply affected that he thought ‘Christ I’ve really screwed up there, I don’t want to make another mistake like that again’, resigned and then spent the rest of his life working for the Benevolent Society for Pretty Bus Conductresses Who Have Been The Victims Of Sexual Violence? No. Justice Cyril Salmon continued his career and ended up as a Lord of Appeal. Just like John Roch.

 

There were some colourful characters in north Wales. In his autobiography Ronnie explains that on one occasion he breakfasted with William Lloyd George, brother of David, THE Lloyd George. Ron enjoyed this treat whilst he was staying with William Lloyd George’s son, William Lloyd George junior, known as Wyl bach. Ronnie remembered that in the mid 1960s a judge at Chester Assizes was going to criticise Wyl bach in a civil case. So William Lloyd George senior ‘was trundled into Court the next day where he sat glaring at the judge, who was so incredulous to see this living embodiment of history that his nerve failed him and the criticisms were left unspoken’.

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

 

When Ronnie appeared in court alone, his ‘staple diet’ was personal injury cases, often for steel workers in south Wales, miners in north Wales or members of the TGWU. By the time that Ronnie was Chairing the Waterhouse Inquiry, the TGWU represented many health and social care workers.

Ronnie went one better than representing the TGWU members though. One of the solicitor’s firms which sent a lot of work Ronnie’s way was Russell Jones and Walker – who acted for the Police Federation as well as steel workers.

Ronnie undertook a lot of divorce work. So he’ll know about the Top Doctor in north Wales who gave medical evidence against his own wife, declaring her mad and unfit to have custody of the children. The Top Doctor gained custody although he had neither the time or inclination to look after the children and he hired a series of patients as nannies to look after them. His wife had left him for one of his patients, a man called Harry, who was found hanging dead after she lost custody of the children (see post ‘He Knew Far, Far Too Much’).

What was the Top Doc’s name now?? Er, a very Welsh name… Dr Ieuan Wyn Finlay??? Dr Iorwerth Jekyll??? Dr Gwilym Frankenstein??? Cannot think who it might have been…of course Ronnie might not remember the case, after all a Top Doc’s wife running away with one of his patients and then him hanging himself after she loses custody of the kids because the Top Doc has given psychiatric evidence against her is an everyday occurrence.

I expect that the Top Doc involved was a kindly man who just wanted to provide employment as nannies for some of his patients. Of course, once his wife had moved out there’d be space in the bed for a few more people as well.

Croseo i Rhianfa, employment agency and homeless shelter for nubile young women.

Sometimes I wonder if readers in England might think that I’m just making all this up. Now that I’m writing it down I can see just how extraordinary it is. No wonder ‘no-one knew’, it’s just the sort of thing that no-one would ever notice isn’t it.

 

Ronnie appeared regularly at Caernarfon Crown Court when he was a barrister, as of course did Mars-Jones. In Nov 1975 Mars-Jones was involved in a trial at Caernarfon in which defendant Norman Owen was accused of influencing a jury in a previous trial. Owen was defended by Ronnie’s mate Peter Weitzman QC. Even Ronnie admitted that the evidence against Owen was indisputable and Owen was found guilty and imprisoned. However everyone received quite a surprise when the conviction was quashed at a subsequent appeal Chaired by Lord Justice Lawton on the grounds that according to Lawton the crime with which Norman Owen was charged no longer existed. Ronnie and his colleagues were thrown into a state of confusion – because at the time that Norman Owen was charged and stood trial, the crime most definitely existed…

 

In my post ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’ I discussed the 1993 trial of Derek Hatton and two other Liverpool City Councillors which Ronnie presided over at Mold Crown Court. The trial was part of a much bigger police investigation into local authority corruption, Operation Cheetah, which was derailed when Ronnie acquitted Degsy and his mates. I wondered why the trial of three Liverpool City Councillors on fraud charges involving Liverpool City Council took place in Mold. Ronnie explains in his autobiography that the trial was held at Mold so as to be without prejudice. Whereas Ronnie had previously presided over the trial of Ken Dodd for tax evasion in Liverpool, Ken Dodd’s home town and the base of Ken Dodd’s fan club…

Ronnie’s book mentions that Sir Rodney Klevan QC, who defended Derek Hatton at the 1993 trial in Mold, defended in many high profile cases of murder and fraud. Sir Rodney successfully defended the ex-Liverpool goalkeeper Bruce Grobbelaar on bribery charges in 1997. Sir Rodney was leader of the Northern Circuit, 1992-95. So he was leader of the Northern Circuit shortly after his fellow judge on the Northern Circuit Sir John Kay issued an injunction against me from the High Court in Leeds of all places on the basis of the perjury of two colleagues of the paedophile gang, one of whom had never met me and one of whom had met me twice (see post ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’).

What I didn’t realise until I read Ronnie’s autobiography was that by the time Ronnie acquitted Derek Hatton and his colleagues, Ronnie was already experienced in handling trials of Liverpool City Councillors facing corruption charges. In April 1978 Ronnie and Mars-Jones were involved in a trial in Liverpool in which Councillors stood accused of corruption, when it was discovered that the jury had received copies of the official report on the case compiled by a senior police officer. In such circumstances there should have been a retrial, but somehow Ronnie and Mars-Jones persuaded the judge Derek Hodgson not to order a retrial. The defendants were acquitted.

Sir Derek Hodgson was a Law Commissioner and the Chairman of the Howard League for Penal Reform. In his capacity as a High Court judge, he was very generous to a number of defendants, some believed rather rashly so. He failed to imprison a number of people who had committed brutal assaults and murders. Sir Derek did however deal very harshly with one defendant – Winston Silcott in 1987, when Hodgson was presiding over the trial of those accused of killing Keith Blakelock. Hodgson was aware that the alleged confession of Silcott was unsupported by other evidence, but Silcott was convicted and described as ‘evil’ by Hodgson after conviction. In 1991 Silcott was released on appeal after it was accepted that his confession had been forged by the police.

 

Ronnie’s ‘useful vehicle’ on the circuit was his steady supply of work in defending men who were under 24 and charged with unlawful sexual intercourse with a girl under 16 but over 12. Some of those cases will have involved young men having sex with their girlfriends who were not quite 16. Other cases will have been the rape of girls of 13. In the light of Ronnie’s comments and conduct at the Waterhouse Inquiry I don’t like to think of what went on in those cases with Ronnie on the loose. Ronnie’s book tells us that with regard to such cases, Lord Morris of Borth-y-Gest, the Lord of Appeal, was ‘at the summit’ of these cases in Caernarfonshire, wheras Lord Aberconway, the 2nd Baron, was ‘at the base’. Lord Aberconway had been the PPS to David Lloyd-George and was Chairman of the shipbuilders John Browne and Co and according to Ronnie was good enough to ‘weep sympathetically’ as pleas were made in mitigation. It was Lord Aberconway who was at such a loss in court that his summing up had to be prepared for him by the clerk of the peace as the case progressed and would then be handed up to him at the appropriate moment.

Another of the elements of the staple diet for Ronnie and his colleagues at the Quarter Sessions pre the 1967 breathalyser was drink driving charges. Ronnie noted that junior barristers became so good at ensuring that people were acquitted that further legislation was introduced.

 

The Chairman of Flint Magistrates, Alderman H.R. Thomas, was a longstanding Liberal friend of Ronnie’s dad. Therefore the Holywell solicitor J. Kerfoot-Roberts proposed that it should be Ronnie who would make repeated applications for a licence to sell alcohol at the New Hotel in Flint. It took a long time but the New Hotel did eventually get its licence thanks to Ronnie. The Ronnie who grew up in a family who prided themselves on being temperance and who displayed their certificate testifying to 100 years of abstinence on the wall inside their house. It was of course up to Ronnie as to whether he kept up the family tradition of temperance or not. But the logic of Kerfoot-Roberts was exactly that of whoever decided that Ronnie was to Chair the Waterhouse Inquiry – this is a man with no principles at all who is related to, or friends with, all the interested parties. He’s the man for us.

One Liverpool brewery called, most appropriately, Bents, also employed Ronnie…

 

In 1980 Ronnie presided over the Moriah Chapel case in Caernarfon – the Calvinist Methodist Chapel of Wales sued some building contractors after the Chapel burnt down. Ronnie’s mates Emlyn Hooson and David Clarke were acting as counsel. No-one seemed to know why the chapel had burnt down – it was yet another one of those inexplicable fires in north Wales – although the defence ventured an interesting theory that a bird had entered the chapel, picked up a cigarette butt, had flown around with this dog end and set the chapel alight. In the midst of the mysterious fire and the outlandish theories as to how the fire had started, after considering the case carefully Ronnie declared that whatever the cause of the fire, it had obviously been the fault of the building contractors and he therefore found in favour of the Calvinist Methodist Church, for which I am sure that the Calvinists were most grateful.

Mervyn Phillips was the Chief Executive of Clwyd County Council, 1977-92, whilst the paedophile gang made merry in the Council’s children’s homes. Mervyn was extensively involved with the Welsh Calvinist Methodists, as well as a great many other things (see post ‘Ain’t Nothing Clean – Not Even The Welsh Calvinist Methodists’). Of course Ronnie will have known Mervyn.

 

In Feb 1983 Ronnie was involved in a ‘gruesome murder case’ at Caernarfon for which Ronnie’s knowledge of the socio-economic and linguistic backdrop of north Wales proved invaluable.  The defendant’s first language was Welsh and he had exercised his right to have his trial heard in Welsh. The defendant had every right to do this and people in Wales fought long and hard for this right. Neither would such a request have been at all unusual in Caernarfon. No-one actually told the defendant that he couldn’t have his trial heard in Welsh – that would have been breaking the law and Ronnie et al would never do that – but it seems that no-one tried very hard to ensure that he understood the proceedings, which it would seem were in, er, English. Ronnie wasn’t that concerned because he pointed out that the defendant had been held at Risley Remand Centre ‘for so long’ that ‘he had become accustomed to speaking English rather than Welsh’. Ronnie observed that after the trial which was held in a foreign language the defendant was ‘rightly convicted of murder’ and sentenced to life imprisonment.

In 1983, the screws at Risley Remand Centre were notorious for inflicting gratuitous violence upon the inmates; for refusing to ensure that Welsh speaking inmates could understand what was being said; and for doing deals with corrupt police officers and lawyers in which prisoners were framed. Prisoners knew when this might be going on because they found that they were spending inordinately long periods of time in Risley, as their cases were inexplicably repeatedly adjourned or charges were altered. People I know who were in Risley spoke of hearing the screams of the other prisoners at night as they were beaten up by the warders and one man whom I met in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh described how he was sharing a cell with a suicidal man who began his final successful suicide bid when they were in the cell together. The Denbigh patient rang and rang for the warders but no-one answered. He then spent a considerable period of time in the cell with the corpse. I was told by other people who had been in Risley that the warders ‘never’ answered the bell no matter how serious the situation. It was policy not to answer.

Risley was the domain of Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends.

Ronnie’s book mentioned something that I was unaware of – that those providing the interpretation for Welsh language court hearings were often Nonconformist Ministers. The sort of dispossessed people from Gwynedd who ended up in the clutches of Risley Remand Centre very often spoke Welsh and spoke it far better than English but were not very good at reading and writing Welsh. They certainly would not usually have the literary proficiency in Welsh that a Nonconformist Minister would have. The difference in their abilities would often be so great that the interpreter, if he was unscrupulous, would be able to substantially mislead the defendant…

 

No wonder Huw Daniel ensured that the Rev Emyr Owen went to prison for crimes so bizarre that no-one would ever listen to a word that Emyr said again.

 

 

The head of Ronnie’s Chambers at one time was Gerald Thesiger QC, the cousin of Wilfred Thesiger, the last of the Great Imperial Explorers. Ronnie himself became head of Chambers in 1975.

Lord Morris of Borth-y-Gest was another member of Ronnie’s Chambers and other tenants included John Roch, as well as Lord Gareth Williams of Mostyn – a very good friend of the paedophiles who was Attorney General under Blair, 1999-2001 (see post ‘People With Energy’) – Gerard Elias QC, who assisted old Ronnie at the Waterhouse Inquiry and Patrick Harrington. One of the juniors in the Chambers was H.J. Baxter, a County Court judge who had served as a Lt Col in the Intelligence Corps during WWII. As did a number of those who protected Dafydd and the paedophiles. Baxter shared a room in Chambers with Anthony Barrowclough, who was appointed the first Parliamentary Ombudsman in 1985.

Ronnie Waterhouse became a QC in 1969, the same year as Mars-Jones became a judge. The appointments will have been made by Lord Gerald Gardiner, Lord Chancellor under Harold Wilson.

 

William Mars-Jones’s wife Sheila was also a barrister who was a reporter for ‘The Times’ and ‘Weekly Law Reports’. Sheila was also Chair of the London Rent Tribunals.

William Mars-Jones was a good friend of paedophiles’ friend barrister Peter Thomas, Conservative MP for Conway and then Hendon South and Secretary of State for Wales throughout Ted Heath’s Gov’t (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’). Peter Thomas was brought up in Denbighshire.

 

Adam’s Mars-Jones reminds us in his book ‘Kid Gloves’ that his father had a reputation for hating police corruption and the porn industry. Huw Daniel had exactly the same reputation – but I know that Huw didn’t always act on his publicly pronounced principles…

Adam discusses his father’s reputation for ‘charm’ and ‘charisma’ and observes that in reality his father often behaved in a rather lame, witless way and not just in the company of his family. He noticed that nonetheless people who were not family members would continue to fall around laughing and maintain the myth that William Mars-Jones was something special when the evidence was in front of them at that very moment that he wasn’t. Adam states that it was as if his father was constantly in a game of ‘Simon Says’, except that his father didn’t need to do the ‘Simon Says’ bit – ‘he just said things and people surrendered all resistance’.

I’ve taken a bit of interest in people who are described in the sort of terms that Adam’s father was, because a number of the paedophiles’ friends – including Dafydd – were regularly described in such terms in north Wales. Now there are some people who do have charisma and charm and can dupe people, but believe me, Dafydd was not one of them. There was only one reason why no-one was prepared to discuss Dafydd’s ludicrous yet very unacceptable conduct in realistic terms – they were frightened of him because they knew that he was very, very nasty with equally nasty associates. No-one who met Dafydd really found him charming – if he was trying to be nice he was a creep and a ham and when there were no witnesses about he was frankly intimidating. People who could not deny Dafydd’s excesses took refuge in statements about him being ‘eccentric’. No, eccentric people simply pursue their own path with little regard for social convention – they don’t run sex trafficking gangs.

Dafydd’s mate and protector Professor Robert Owen was described in his obituaries as ‘charming’ with an ability to ‘persuade people to do things without them realising it’. When I met Professor Owen he was indeed charming and he gave every impression of being very unhappy with what had happened to me at the hands of Dafydd and being determined to get to the bottom of it. That was why I agreed to the terms of his inquiry. What I didn’t know was that Professor Owen was a liar – he was a friend of Dafydd’s, a friend of Tony Francis’s, a friend of Robert Bluglass’s and indeed was well networked into the whole paedophile gang.  If I really wanted to, I could lie through my teeth and mislead people as well, but I wouldn’t mistake this for having special qualities – particularly if I was in a senior position professionally and able to end the careers of anyone who crossed my path.

It’s no great mystery Adam – they were a bunch of ruthless, white collar crooks who mixed in circles of vacuous, unprincipled, rather weak people. Your father was feared because innocent people knew that they could be framed and imprisoned and those who were Top Doctors had the ultimate weapon – when you get ill, we will not treat you no matter how serious your condition. This was what happened to me and to other people who challenged them. People were left with agonising conditions (for which the Top Docs themselves rushed straight to the opiates if they were afflicted) and were refused all care and treatment. The Top Docs have done their worst to me and good friends of mine for 30 years now – they didn’t predict that we would arrive at the place satirised in Monty Python’s Life Of Brian, where the man is about to be stoned to death for saying ‘Jehova’ and John Cleese tells him that he’ll make it worse for himself if he says ‘Jehova’ again. So the man yells ‘how can it be worse, I’m going to be stoned to death, Jehova, Jehova, Jehova’.

You idiots Top Docs – some of my friends are dead, I’ve been refused treatment for the only three serious conditions that I have ever had and was left to die on each occasion, Brown and another witness were left in agony for days when they had kidney stones and ended up piddling the stone out a la the Middle Ages and there have been repeated attempts to imprison me. So now you’ve got this blog.

Jehova, Jehova, Jehova.

 

Adam’s book mentions the John Vassall spying case which severely embarrassed the Macmillan Gov’t until the Profumo Affair eclipsed it. Vassall was a gay civil servant who was blackmailed into spying for the Soviet Union for a number of years in the 1950s and 60s. Vassall worked at the Admiralty in the Naval Intelligence Division and then in the Private Office of Tam Galbraith, a Tory politician and Civil Lord of the Admiralty. After letters from Galbraith were found in Vassall’s possession, there was rumour and speculation that Galbraith and Vassall were involved sexually and that Galbraith might have shielded Vassall. A committee of civil servants investigated and cleared Galbraith but no-one was very convinced so the PM ordered another inquiry which concluded that no-one at all in any senior position had assisted Vassall.

Earlier in his career Tam Galbraith had served in the Royal Naval Volunteer Reserve along with the best of them…

Tam Galbraith was the Tory MP for Glashow Hillhead, 1948-82. His death triggered the by-election which saw paedophiles’ friend and mentor to Tony Blair Roy Jenkins became the SDP member for Hillhead.

 

After he was released from prison in 1972, John Vassall changed his name and lived in St John’s Wood – which was where Ronnie Waterhouse lived – and worked for a firm of solicitors at Gray’s Inn. Mars-Jones was a member of Gray’s Inn and lived in a Gray’s Inn apartment. Vassall died after suffering a heart attack on a London bus. In Nov 1996. Just after Ronnie opened the Waterhouse Inquiry.

 

After William Mars-Jones died, when Adam sorted through his possessions he found a few memorable objects. One was a gift that a defendant had given William after William had successfully defended him on charges related to crimes involving steel, although the evidence against the defendant had been substantial. The defendant had sent Mars-Jones a gift made of steel engraved with the slogan ‘in appreciation of the preservation of my stainless character’. Adam also found an over-the-top Christmas card that Sheikh Ahmad Yamani, the Saudi oil Minister, had given William Mars-Jones in 1984. Adam was perplexed because he was unaware that his father had known Sheikh Yamani.

Sheikh Yamani does however seem to have had a few dealings with people in Wales. George Thomas became friendly with him in 1977 and the Sheikh subsequently flew Thomas and Thomas’s dodgy money lender friend Julian Hodge around in the Sheikh’s private jet (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’).

 

William Mars-Jones was friends with Philip Yorke, the last ‘squire’ of Erddig, the stately home near Wrexham which is now in the hands of the National Trust.

Whereas Ronnie was Treasurer of Middle Temple, Mars-Jones was Treasurer of Gray’s Inn.

Another associate of Mars-Jones’s was Sir Edward Gardner QC. Gardner was a resident of Gray’s Inn who had the required CV – he had served in the Royal Naval Volunteer Reserve and had spent many years as a Tory MP. Gardner was for 25 years a Governor of the Thomas Coram Foundation for Children, which acted as a magnet for paedophiles’ friends.

Adam Mars-Jones mentions the Preacher of Gray’s Inn, the Rev Roger Holloway. The Rev Roger was a rather unusual Rev. Roger Holloway went to Eastbourne College and then spent his national service in Kenya during the Emergency. Roger shot a Mau Mau insurgent whom he came across in a forest at night dead and did the same to a buffalo. Holloway brought the buffalo’s head back to the UK with him and had it mounted above his bed in his London flat. Holloway spent time as a big game hunter and also worked for Pfizer as a salesman and brand manager, flogging the slimming range Limmits. In 1960 he joined the advertising agency Robert Sharpe and Partners, managing the Players and Unilever accounts. In 1963 he embarked on a long career in the wine business when he joined the Charrington United Breweries Group (later Bass Charrington). He then moved to Jardine Matheson and was MD of its wines and spirits division, 1982-88.

By this time Holloway had become actively engaged in the Church. A protégé of his friend Robert Runcie, he was ordained a priest by the Archbishop at Lambeth Palace in 1981. He served as a ‘worker-priest’ at St John’s Cathedral in Hong Kong, the Anglican church in Tokyo and at the US Central Intelligence and National Security Agency facilities in Asia.

In 1988 Holloway returned to London. As Priest-Vicar at St Margaret’s, Westminster, he took his turn at prayers in the House of Commons, where he became a favourite of the then Speaker Betty Boothroyd. He combined this role with the duties of appeals Director of the Imperial Cancer Research Fund and Director of the Industrial Christian Fellowship. Holloway will have been aware of the scams within the Imperial Cancer Research Fund which erupted in the form of the Bristol Cancer Centre/Chilvers Report Scandal in 1990 (see post ‘Reports Of Death Were Greatly Exaggerated’).

In 1997 Holloway was elected Preacher (effectively Chaplain) to Gray’s Inn, continuing in this post until his death in 2010.

William Mars-Jones knew Sir Hildreth Glyn-Jones, who had qualified as a pharmacist before practising as a barrister. Glyn-Jones was leader of the Chester and Wales Circuit in the mid-1940s and a Recorder of Cardiff in the late 1940s/early 1950s. He became a High Court judge and after he retired he became a Fellow of the Royal Pharmaceutical Society in 1975.

 

Ronnie worked with a number of junior barristers who later became even more well-known than the rest of Ronnie’s friends and colleagues. In 1977 Ronnie was working on a case with his junior Derry Irvine, who in turn rolled up with his two juniors, a Cherie Booth and a Tony Blair. Ronnie was mates with George Carman QC anyway, the crooked barrister (see posts ‘No Ordinary Methods’ and ‘No Ordinary Methods – Supplementary Post’) whom Tony Blair worked for. Ronnie was good friends with Derry Irvine and Derry’s wife Alison (who later left Derry Irvine for Donald Dewar) and in 1978 Ronnie holidayed in a French chateau located near to where Alison and Derry Irvine were also holidaying.

When Ronnie nipped over to Hong Kong in 1997 for a break to relieve the tedium of listening to the witnesses during the Waterhouse Inquiry (see post ‘Mr Thomas Waterhouse – An Apology’) he ended up having tea and a chat with the Governor, one Chris Patten and his wife Lavender. Derry had a hand in organising the jaunt.

Lavender was later a Patron of Prof Mark Williams’s Oxford Mindfulness Centre. As if being Patron of a Centre built on the back of a research fraud committed by a paedophiles’ friend wasn’t sufficient (see post ‘The Biggest Expert Of The Lot’), Lavender was Patron whilst her husband was Chancellor of Oxford University – which employed Mark Williams and hosted his Centre…

 

 

Whereas William Mars-Jones was a good friend of Ronnie’s who exerted great influence in north Wales, Ronnie also had a mate who was revered and feared in south Wales – Leo Abse, the lawyer who was the Labour MP for Pontypool and then Torfaen for decades. Abse was one of Ronnie’s neighbours in north London and Ronnie was friendly enough with him to go on holiday to the south of Italy with Abse and his wife Marjory. They were joined by Thatcher’s mate Woodrow Wyatt and his wife Verushka (see post ‘An Appalling Vista’); Kingsley Amis’s wife; Roy Jenkins and Bill Rodgers; Robin Day. Peregrine Worsthorne joined in the party – he stayed at the Abse’s place.

Peregrine Worsthorne spent many years working at the Telegraph and for many years edited ‘The Sunday Telegraph’ where he published opinions that were not usually found even in ‘The Sunday Telegraph’. A memorable column of Perry’s argued that working class people should not be allowed to enter universities – this was many years before ‘widening participation’ – because it would give them a glimpse of a lifestyle to which they could never aspire and they’d become all resentful and rebellious. Before Perry points at me as a prime example, I’ll remind him that I only went off the rails when I discovered that a great many Top Docs and others were concealing organised crime. I wasn’t exactly a Conservative voter before that, but to be honest Perry, I didn’t imagine that I would ever one day publish something like this blog…

In recent years Perry has become a figure of fun because after many years of loyal service railing against homosexuality, Perry has provided detailed descriptions of his homosexual encounters at Stowe School with, I think, George Melly.

Perry defended the conduct of Pinochet’s forces in the 1973 Chilean coup, and wrote that he hoped the British Army would launch a coup in Britain if a radical minority socialist government should ever enter power.

 

Ronnie Waterhouse obviously found Sicily to his liking, he crashed out there again in 2003 with Geoffrey and Elspeth Howe and David and Anna Skeggs. Dr David Skeggs was an oncologist who studied at Oxford and Barts. He did his national service with the Royal Navy and then returned to Barts to work. Skeggs was Director of the Radiology Centre at the Royal Free Hospital, 1964-88. After Skeggs left the NHS he became Director of Radiotherapy at the private Cromwell Hospital.

In 1997, following revelations that some women with breast and cervical cancers were being given substandard radiotherapy treatments at some hospitals, Skeggs appeared on ‘Panorama’ to help draw attention to a problem which he regarded as wholly avoidable. Although Skeggs will have known that this was happening for years…

The pressure group RAGE (Radiotherapy Action Group Exposure) had been fighting for compensation for patients with radiation-induced injuries for several years, and Skeggs explained that he had decided to speak out because he felt that ‘somebody in the medical establishment has got to stand up and speak for them’. Not that Skeggs had ever done so previously.

In retirement, Skeggs directed his energies to supporting the UCL Cancer Institute Research Trust as a Trustee and, from 2006, as Chairman. He played a major role in raising £4 million for a special facility for patients taking part in clinical trials of new treatments for cancer and led the charity in developing facilities at the new UCL Cancer Institute in Bloomsbury and at the college’s Royal Free Hospital campus. Whilst he knew that the research fraud and ineffective treatment of patients was continuing.

 

Ronnie Waterhouse also took holidays with Leon and Diana Brittan.

Ronnie acquired a taste for indulgent holidays years before he joined the Cosa Nostra on a regular basis – his book mentions a ‘sybaritic summer holiday’ in the south of France that he took in 1957, with the Hoosons and Robin Day – they were joined by the BBC producer John Danvers.

 

In 1971-72 Ronnie was involved in an action for slander involving Leo Abse, in which Leon Brittan, Ronnie’s junior, was defending. Leon Brittan worked as Ronnie’s junior again in 1976 when Arthur Scargill sued the ‘Sheffield Star’ for libel.

I have blogged about Leo Abse previously – he was an unpleasant aggressive man who was a lifelong friend of George Thomas and concealed George Thomas’s child molesting ways by resorting to bribery and intimidation when necessary (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’). Leo Abse has been the subject of an investigation into historical child abuse himself and he was someone whose writings and conduct were very obviously questionable at times, but I would imagine that as in the case of William Mars-Jones, a lot of people were just far too frightened of Abse to state the obvious.

Abse came from a legal family which also numbered among its members psychoanalysts and Top Doctors – the most famous being Danny Abse – and Abse had a big interest in psychoanalysis himself. Leo Abse did sometimes use psychoanalytic theory to make some interesting observations, but he very obviously also used the Top Docs ploy and utilised psychoanalytic theory to excuse himself or simply to throw mud at his opponents.

I have just finished reading Abse’s volume ‘Tony Blair: The Man Behind The Smile’. Not only does Abse extrapolate to ridiculous lengths on the basis of the limited information that Blair has made publicly available about his early life, but Abse really chucks the abuse about on the grounds of Blair and Cherie’s allegedly ‘dysfunctional’ families. This is a man who was close friends over decades with a brutal, lying child molester – but George Thomas was, Abse tells, us a pure Christian soul with noble motivations who was burdened by being gay.

A further irony is the amount of time in ‘Tony Blair: The Man Behind The Smile’ that Abse devotes to ‘perverts’ – he seems to be referring to sado-masochists. Give me a sado-masochist over a child molester any day Leo. Abse bangs on at length about narcissists – like Blair was at university according to Abse – who grow their hair long and wear colourful ridiculous clothes (in Blair’s case, purple loons). As I was reading this, my first thought was that long hair and colourful loons were standard issue for young people of Blair’s generation and then I remembered that one Leo Abse was well-known for his highly decorative coloured waistcoats – very nice waistcoats in fact. Abse had obviously foreseen the charges of hypocrisy – he explained that his bright waistcoats weren’t a sign of narcissism, that was just everybody else’s coloured waistcoats. No, Leo’s coloured waistcoats were a sign of him expressing his individuality and rebellion on Budget Day…

Leo continues in this vein throughout the book. Everybody else’s family traumas – even ones that aren’t the result of any perceived moral failing such as Blair’s dad’s stroke – allegedly result in damaged, deranged children who grow up to be seriously inadequate people who cannot be trusted on any matter. Even the photo that Cherie issued of her holding her own baby Leo as a newborn demonstrates that Cherie is a crazed nutter who as a mother cannot sacrifice her own needs for the sake of her baby. I too am of the opinion that Cherie is a bit mad but I didn’t draw that conclusion from Cherie having her photo taken with the new baby – I think that is a fairly popular past time among new mothers.

Leo Abse really does rival Dafydd et al in his book. Questionable psychoanalytic theory is used to discredit the actions and motives of absolutely everybody else, yet the same theory is used to put a positive spin on everything that Leo did – some of which was pretty sordid.

I did however discover something informative but deeply worrying from Leo’s book. That he was a member of the Houghton Committee, whose deliberations led to the Children Act of 1975. Anyone who has known anything about the harsh reality of the UK’s children’s/child protection services over the past few decades has looked on aghast as more and more power has been given to an endemically corrupt, chaotic state system dogged by a major problem with gangs of organised child abusers operating within its ranks. As the years pass with yet more admissions of ‘God there is one hell of a problem here and it is not with inadequate parents’ and the most dreadful first hand tales from kids who grew up in ‘care’ regarding what was done to them whilst they were in ‘care’ continue, legislative changes removing more and more rights from biological parents continue apace, with the people drafting the legislation urging that social workers and Top Doctors should be ‘listened to’. Those of us who have been on the receiving end of those professions respond by wondering whether the politicians/judges making these utterances have ever met one of the social workers or Top Docs in whose opinion they have so much faith.

 

It seems that the rot began with – or was certainly accelerated by – paedophiles’ friend Leo Abse. In 1967 Harold Wilson appointed Jim Callaghan as Home Secretary. Abse, as a result of his concern for children without two stable parents, persuaded Callaghan to establish an advisory committee to deal with this matter, with Abse as a member. Abse had previously set up an all party group of MPs ‘committed to pressurising the Home Office’ to reviewing the adoption and fostering laws.

Abse knew that at that time, fostering and adoption arrangements in the UK were ramshackle. Arrangements were frequently made privately between individuals, or by gynaecologists or hospital matrons and screening procedures by adoption societies frequently involved no more than ensuring that the prospective adoptive parents were of the desired religious denomination. I know of several instances in which mothers were undoubtedly coerced into handing over babies whom they desperately wanted to keep. Not only unmarried mothers either – I know of a case in the mid-1970s in which a pregnant woman in her late 20s from north Wales was banged up in Denbigh and then taken to the St David’s Laundry in Bangor (see post ‘The BMA And It’s Ethics’) to give birth. The baby was unlawfully removed from her by the combined forces of her own mother, the staff of St David’s Laundry and dear old Dafydd et al. The reason? She had left her husband and refused to go back to him when her family ordered her to. This lady then spent the rest of her life as a ‘community psychiatric patient’ under the ‘care of’ the abusive Arfon Community Mental Health Team – as did a daughter to whom she subsequently gave birth. I knew many of the details because I was friendly with her some 17 years ago. Where is she now? She’s dead of course. She was found dead just about the time that the Waterhouse Report was published…

So Abse knew that this sort of thing was going on – rampant abuse on the part of professional people. So who did Callaghan/Abse ensure were the members of the Houghton Committee? The very people who had carried out the abuses of vulnerable pregnant women – ‘for politically correct reasons, one Tory MP…the other members all already had, as directors of social service departments or adoption societies, as paediatricians, child psychiatrists or jurists, considerable fieldwork experience in adoption’.

If Leo Abse had wanted to increase the abuses in the system he could not have done better. By the time that the Committee was established, paedophiles had infiltrated most of the social services depts in the UK and many of the gangs were linked. The Committee was Chaired by Sir William Houghton. William Houghton worked for ILEA – which had been infiltrated by paedophiles…

The Houghton Committee sat for three years, ‘taking evidence’ and then ‘produced a unanimous report’. William Houghton himself died during that time.

After Abse et al had produced their report with recommendations, Abse wanted action and quickly. So her persuaded Dr David Owen – Dr Death was still a back bencher at the time – to sponsor an Adoption Bill. According to Abse, he approached Dr Death because Dr Death had been fortunate enough to have drawn in the Private Members ballot the right to have time to introduce a bill. Not only was Dr Death up for playing ball, but Abse, Dr Death et al got their act together to such an extent that they had their legislation ready and waiting for the incoming Labour Gov’t when Heath’s administration fell. Bills usually fell by the wayside with a change of Gov’t – not this one. The incoming Labour Gov’t took it up and it reached the statute book as the Children’s Act of 1975.

 

On the basis of Abse’s account, there seems to have been a great many fortuitous events involved in all this. Abse just happened to have set up an all party group just before Jim Callaghan just happened to be appointed as Home Secretary, who just happened to be receptive to Abse’s request and then Dr Death was up for grabs as soon as Abse’s Committee of paedophiles’ friends had written their Report. Even a change of Gov’t didn’t disrupt the process – the new (Labour) Gov’t took up the Bill and within months, bingo, Abse and the paedophiles’ friends were home and dry.

 

I have no idea how many of those involved in this were ‘charmed’ by the ‘charismatic’ Leo Abse or how many were intimidated by this deeply unpleasant man into following his orders.

 

I have mentioned in previous posts that John Allen set up the Bryn Alyn Community in 1968 and by the mid-1970s business was booming. Allen’s venture was followed by a number of other people arriving in north Wales in possession of enough money to buy isolated old buildings for use as children’s homes or residential schools. The kids housed in those establishments will have been housed there under the Children’s Act 1975…

I have previously wondered who was behind the business model which underpinned the Great North Wales Children’s Home Boom. John Allen came from Ipswich in Suffolk, so he had been on the turf of Dr J.G. Howells, the paedophiles’ friend who pioneered ‘family therapy’.

Howells was originally from Anglesey and studied first at King’s College, London and then at Charing Cross Medical School. He served in Germany as a medical officer to the Northamptonshire Regiment. Theological training led to the award of the AKC, coincident with his medical training.

After training at the National Hospital, London in neurology, Howells trained at the Maudsley Hospital in psychiatry, where he worked for a period in the psychoanalytical unit. He left the Maudsley disillusioned with psychoanalysis in the hope of being able to practice a different psychopathology elsewhere. This was at the inception of the NHS when innovation was encouraged and Howells set up his unit in a general hospital in Ipswich. Howells was the Director of the Institute of Family Psychiatry at Ipswich, 1950-85. The Institute was affiliated to the University of Cambridge and formed part of the postgraduate medical education of that university.

Throughout Howells’s career he sat on numerous influential NHS, professional and academic committees including the East Anglian Regional Hospital Board (1965-74), the Faculty Board of the University of Cambridge Clinical Medical School, the British Medical Association Psychological Medicine Committee and the Council of the Royal Medical Psychological Association. Howells served as Secretary and Editor of the Society of Clinical Psychiatrists.

Howells lectured all over the world, sharing platforms a with many significant individuals of his time, including Benjamin Spock and A.S. Neil. He was a council member of the World Psychiatric Association. The American Psychiatric Association appointed him a distinguished fellow and many American universities offered him chairs. Yale University even offered to transport his whole research team to the US.

Howells was a key figure in the establishment of the Royal College of Psychiatrists, along with Sir Martin Roth and that enormous inexplicable loan from Marks & Spencer (see post ‘The Newcastle-Upon-Tyne Connection?’).

J.G. Howells will have known Dafydd and many of those who protected Dafydd and he will almost certainly have known Trumpers (see post ’95 Glorious Years!’) and perhaps Tuppence’s wife – Lady Mary Archer – as well (see post ‘Tuppence And His Fragrant Wife’).

 

My suspicions as to who formulated the business plan behind the Great North Wales Children’s Home Boom are increasing… However it certainly never occurred to me that it was Leo Abse who was the driving force behind the legislation which made it all possible.

Jehova, Jehova, Jehova…

 

In ‘Tony Blair: Behind The Smile’, Abse makes reference to dining at Number 10 with Callaghan and his wife Audrey.  Abse approves of Audrey – in his opinion she’s everything that Abse thinks that a woman should be, just a nothing really. I don’t know how fond of Leo Abse Callaghan and his wife really were though. Callaghan did not like Abse’s child molesting mate George Thomas one bit – Callaghan knew of Thomas’s ways, as did most other people in politics in south Wales. However, George Thomas did get on very well with Harold Wilson. It was Harold Wilson who moved Callaghan from the post of Chancellor of the Exchequer to that of Home Secretary in 1967. At that time Bryn Estyn was still managed directly by the Home Office – Callaghan was one of the Home Secretaries who concealed the abuse of the boys there.

 

Audrey Callaghan was derisively named ‘the Yorkshire Pudding’ on account of her not prancing about like Posh Spice. However she had rather more about her than is widely publicised. In 1959 Audrey was elected as the member for Lewisham for the London County Council. She took a special interest in children’s homes and in the Children’s Committee. From 1964 she was an Alderman of the GLC and Chairman of Lewisham Council’s Children’s Committee, where she was an Alderman when the GLC was abolished. Audrey was Chair of Governors for GOSH (Great Ormond Street Hospital), 1969-82 and Chair of the Hospital’s Special Trustees, 1948-90. She was a fundraiser for GOSH for 30 years and for 15 years until 1999 was a Trustee of the Wishing Well Appeal. The spectre of Jimmy Savile looms large.

Jehova, Jehova, Jehova…

In 1987 Jim Callaghan became Lord Callaghan and he and Audrey retired to their farm in East Sussex. They supported causes related to the University College of Swansea, of which Callaghan was President.

The Callaghan’s daughter Baroness Margaret Jay was a good friend to the paedophiles and became a Health Spokesman and Minister for Wimmin under Blair (see post ‘Another Episode Of Friends…’).

 

Whilst Leo Abse and the paedophiles’ friends sat on the Houghton Committee, the paedophile who was Abse’s friend, George Thomas, was Secretary of State for Wales. In this capacity Thomas concealed the abuse of children in north Wales. George Thomas was succeeded as Secretary of State for Wales in 1970 by William Mars-Jones’s mate Peter Thomas – who concealed the abuse of children in north Wales, as did every other Secretary of State for Wales (see post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’).

It was in 1969 whilst George Thomas was Secretary of State for Wales when the responsibilities of the Welsh Office were extended to include Health and Social Services. One year after John Allen set up the Bryn Alyn Community in north Wales…

 

Leo Abse did of course have previous for successfully getting legislation through Parliament. It was Leo Abse who sponsored the private member’s bill after Harold Wilson won the 1966 General Election which was supported by Home Secretary Roy Jenkins – another paedophiles’ friend (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part I’) and led to the Sexual Offences Act 1967 and the partial decriminalisation of male homosexuality.

The irony was that years after Leo Abse’s efforts succeeded in decriminalising homosexuality, up in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh Dafydd and Gwynne were inflicting their own special brand of torture on adult gay men in the name of ‘aversion therapy’. Whilst they ran a sex abuse ring whose activities included concealing child abuse and trafficking the children who were in care – thanks to the Children Act 1975 – into gay sex work…

 

Either Leo Abse was working very hard to engineer a situation in which adult gay men with a predatory nature could have sex with coerced teenaged boys or Leo Abse was a very confused man.

Leo Abse was succeeded as the Labour MP for Torfaen by Paul Murphy. Blair had appointed Paul Murphy as Secretary of State for Wales by the time that Ronnie completed the Waterhouse Report and it was Paul Murphy who took receipt of the Report and declared himself to be delighted that a transparent and through investigation had been conducted with not an element of a cover-up. Before becoming an MP, Paul Murphy had spent many years as a Councillor in Torfaen. He knew Abse well.

 

Leo’s friend Ronnie Waterhouse did a bit of trailblazing for sexual liberation himself. Interestingly, Adam Mars-Jones’s book tells us that it was Ronnie Waterhouse who spent much time trying to enlighten William Mars-Jones – unsuccessfully – re homosexuality.

In 1965 Ronnie was instructed by the solicitors Lawford and Co to act in a case for the Albany Trust. The Albany Trust began life as a respectable charity whose work complemented that of the Homosexual Law Reform Society. When male homosexuality was partially decriminalised in 1967, the Albany Trust metamorphosed into an educational and counselling organisation, including developing sex education. The Albany Trust rather lost its way and was brought into disrepute when it produced literature in collaboration with paedophiles’ rights groups PIE and PAL. In the 1980s, the Home Office whilst Ronnie’s friend Leon Brittan was Home Secretary, funded the Albany Trust to carry out some questionable ‘research’.

 

I mentioned in my post ‘Pets Win Prizes’ that within days of the Jillings Report being submitted – the Jillings Investigation being the first external inquiry into the abuse of children in the care of Clwyd County Council (see post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake’) – Clwyd County Council was dissolved in a local authority reorganisation by the Local Gov’t Boundary Commission.

Ronnie Waterhouse joined the Boundary Commission in 1972 and reviewed boundaries across the whole of Wales for the next four years. Ronnie stated that a ‘most influential fellow member’ was Dr Elwyn Davies, who was Secretary of the Council for the University of Wales for many years, then the Welsh Secretary for Education and then in 1977 was appointed as the President of the National Library of Wales. Other members included Winifred Matthias, the former Tory Lord Mayor of Cardiff and Bill Coleman, a Labour Councillor from Gelligaer.

In 1974, veteran paedophiles’ friend Lord John Morris – whom Blair brought out of mothballs and appointed as Attorney General when Blair was elected as PM in 1997 – asked Ronnie to take over the Chairmanship of the Boundary Commission for Wales. Morris had been a pupil in Ronnie’s Chambers. William Mars-Jones’s mate Lord Peter Thomas, John Morris’s predecessor, had appointed the members of the Boundary Commission, but Morris was able to either accept or reject them. The Deputy Chairman of the Commission was Michael Gibbon QC – who was godfather to Ronnie’s daughter Laura. Gibbon – who became a senior circuit judge and recorder of Cardiff – succeeded Ronnie as Chairman of the Boundary Commission in 1978. Gibbon is a member of the Council of the Honourable Society of Cymmrodorion. He lives in London and works from Chambers there, but his family are from south Wales. His wife Amanda’s parents farm in mid-Wales. Much of Gibbon’s work at the Bar has involved representing Gov’t Depts. Probably when they have flouted the law or harmed citizens.

I highly recommend readers to pay a quick visit to the website of the Honourable Society of Cymmorodorion. The entire Society is composed of members of the Royal Family or paedophiles’ friends.

 

 

After all that bad publicity when the Tawel Fan Scandal reared its head again last week, I was expecting a TV programme about some wonderful aspect of life in Gwynedd or perhaps an announcement that a ‘research team’ based at the Betsi has scored another first. I was not disappointed – BBC News Wales online are reporting that cancer time waiting lists in Wales are the best in the UK! Which does not explain why the clinical outcomes are far from the best in the UK…

In the light of the paedophiles’ friends continuing the PR war, I’ll name a few more sinners.

Caaaaam on….

 

Ruhi Behi, the former Head of the School of Healthcare Sciences at Bangor University. Behi was an Angel from the North Wales Hospital Denbigh who went to UCNW to do a psychology degree. Behi did emerge with a degree but students on his course were convinced that he had obtained it fraudulently. Not only did they never see Behi in lectures, but he was also working as an Angel in the C&A Hospital in Bangor throughout the whole time. Two of the psychology students were watching carefully and they are convinced that someone else was attending the course and sat finals in Behi’s name. This was back in the 1980s and such practices were known to have happened at Aston University at the time, although in the case of Aston it had involved some wealthy students from the Middle East who had sent their servants over to Aston to undertake their degrees for them. The attitude of the Top Docs and Angels at Denbigh was so dreadful that they’d have had no problem using the services of servants. In fact Dafydd did so regularly…

When Head of Healthcare Sciences at Bangor, Behi presided over an appalling regime of homophobia and – ironically – racist bullying. I was told stories of overseas students being told that they ‘smelt’ so much that it was necessary to lock them outside of shared offices and of ethnic minority students on placement at Wrexham travelling miles to submit course work, only to be told by vindictive staff when they arrived that ‘the office is closed now’, the decision to close having been taken as soon as the student was seen approaching the building.

Many staff and students simply left the School of Healthcare Sciences in a hurry without explanation but a number did try to make representation about the appalling conduct of Behi and some of his colleagues. I knew two people who knew one of those who did try to raise the alarm very well. She was a young woman who was doing a PhD in that School who was effectively driven to a nervous breakdown by her PhD supervisor. This young woman couldn’t understand why there had been no response to her complaints. She eventually left with no resolution and after a period of illness, took up a job in Liverpool. I was told that she left ‘feeling very bad about her time in Bangor’. After the student left, the PhD supervisor concerned stated that her student had been ‘like a frightened rabbit caught in the headlights’. A colleague observed that therefore the main beam should have been switched off.

The PhD student who followed in the footsteps of the frightened rabbit was treated just as badly by the same supervisor. This supervisor wrote derogatory – and factually inaccurate – comments about the PhD student’s work (I saw the documents concerned). This PhD student also had a breakdown and left without completing his PhD. Before he withdrew, I accompanied him to a meeting in the University HR Dept during which his supervisor’s conduct was explained in detail. We were told that the supervisor was known to be a problem but we were warned that if the student made a formal complaint, the PhD supervisor would make a counter-allegation – she had told a number of her colleagues that she wanted to leave Bangor University and if possible she wanted a payout before she left. There was double trouble because this woman’s husband was also in dispute with Bangor University, having recently left his job there to join Glyndwr University.

The PhD supervisor concerned did leave, to take up a post of Chair of Nursing in Glyndwr University. She left Bangor at the same time as one of her colleagues, who was responsible for postgraduate students. When he left, a stack of letters was found in his old office – complaining about the dreadful conduct of the now Chair of Nursing at Glyndwr University. None of the very serious complaints had been dealt with.

So who was this Professorial Angel who induced breakdowns in PhD students and whom the University did not dare challenge for fear that she would make counter-allegations against the students if she was challenged?

Step forward Professor Fiona Irvine, who is now Head of Nursing at Birmingham University and a specialist in ‘end of life care’ no less. Fiona certainly ended a few academic lives when she was at Bangor. She left behind a trail of damaged students who had been reduced to jelly. Particularly one clever young Welshman whom Fiona LOATHED because he was bright and could see that academically she could not cut the mustard.

Fiona Irvine was involved in community nursing in north Wales. She will have known about the abuse of children and mental health patients.

Irvine began life as an Angel at Hammersmith Hospital in the 1980s. So she will have witnessed the malpractice and research fraud there that I did at that time. Only Irvine chose to join in the party.

 

Ruhi Behi co-authored academic articles as all aspiring Angels are now required to do. One of Ruhi’s articles appeared in the ‘British Journal of Nursing’ in 1995 and was entitled ‘Ethical Issues in Research’. Obviously a colleague of Dafydd’s who worked in a region where fraud in ‘healthcare research’ was endemic would know all about this.

Ruhi’s article was coauthored by Dr Mike Nolan. Dr Mike Nolan is now Professor Mike Nolan of Sheffield University. Mike was the first Professor of Gerontological Nursing in the UK! Where did Mike gain such expertise? Er – in the Deiniol Day Hospital in Ysbyty Gwynedd in the early 1990s. I remember the Deiniol Day Hospital well – it was next door to the Menai Day Hospital for the mental health patients. Mike’s managers were the very same people whose conduct I have detailed on this blog – people who ignored patient complaints, who forged documentation, who were fiddling the finances in a major way, who lied and lied and lied both in Court and elsewhere. And who were concealing serious criminality.

The glorious legacy of Mike Nolan and those other leaders in north Wales who had so much expertise in the care of elderly people has now exploded in the form of Tawel Fan.

I knew someone who undertook a student placement in Mike’s Deiniol Day Centre. They told me that it was not quite what Mike pretended that it was…

Mike entered nursing in the 1970s. Before that he trained as teacher.

Anyone for concealing child abuse?

 

I mentioned that Fiona Irvine worked at Hammersmith and joined in the party. Someone else from Hammersmith did that as well – one of the students who was with me on the MSc in Experimental Pathology, 1986-87, at Hammersmith Hospital/Royal Postgraduate Medical School. There was much malpractice witnessed by the students on that course and as a result by the end of the course no-one wanted to take a job at Hammersmith/RPMS. A lot of students were very voluble about the misconduct that was prevalent. There was however one student who, when we began the course, was as critical as everyone else but at some point became very, very friendly with the course leader, Dr Malcolm Alison and Alison’s boss, Professor Sir Nick Wright (see post ‘A Cause Close To Our Hearts’). Other people knew this student much better than I did and denounced him as being completely unscrupulous – there were also allegations that he was needlessly cruel to research animals.

That student emerged from the course with a distinction, but more mysteriously with a place to study medicine as a mature student funded by the Royal College of Surgeons no less. Allegations flew that a very, very dirty deal had been entered into. I have no idea of what the basis of the dirty deal was alleged to have been, but it was presumed by everyone that this student had discovered wrongdoing of such enormous proportions that he had been bought off.

So who was the lucky lad? None other than Dr Cyril Rooney, who is now the senior consultant in respiratory medicine at the Mayo University Hospital in Ireland. Dr Rooney was the centre of a bit of adverse publicity a few years ago when a patient in his care died. The patient’s family kicked up a fuss and eventually there was an investigation which revealed that Dr Cyril Rooney didn’t know – or at least claimed not to know – about the actions of his junior colleague which had resulted in the patient’s death. The dead man’s family alleged that the hospital had been most reluctant to come clean about the circumstances of the patient’s death and had attempted a cover-up.

 

Now for another memory of life at St George’s Hospital Medical School, circa 1990. I was reminded of this the other day when someone observed that although medical schools have been banging on about training medical students in communication for many years now, many doctors still have great problems talking to patients.

St George’s liked to think that it was at the cutting edge of medical education and the students were given a heavy dose of the fluffy bits of medicine such as ‘communication’. Did the students respond positively to this? Not really, they thought that it was all a bit bizarre. One reason why this conclusion was drawn was that St George’s really pushed the boat out and along with communication, the students were also subjected to a module on ‘sexuality’ to broaden their horizons. It certainly did – it blew their minds. They were given talks by gay people which involved graphic descriptions of gay sex, but the students were broadly OK with that. After all, some of them were gay. What caused the excitement was The Videos. The students were shown videos of people having sex. There was one video which was the subject of intense discussion – the video of elderly people having sex with each other. The questions on every student’s lips were ‘how the hell did anyone get the elderly people to agree to be filmed doing THAT???’

But St George’s had access to some people whose lifestyles differed from the rest of us. Such as Professor Oliver Brooke, their Prof of Paediatrics, who was jailed for the possession of huge amounts of child porn just before the grumble flicks for the med students were made.

Want more Top Docs? Caaaaam on….

 

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