A Discovery Of Witches

After blogging about Hilary Benn and his links to those we know and love in my post ‘Badlands’, I mentioned that if I had time I’d blog about two of those who had helped Hilary’s career. The two people whom I was thinking of are Richard Corbett and Ian McCartney.

Richard Corbett shares Hilary’s constituency office in Leeds. Richard Graham Corbett is the MEP for Yorkshire and Humber and the Labour Leader in the European Parliament. Corbett represented Merseyside West, 1996-99, (under the system that predated the present proportional representation regional system); he then represented Yorkshire and the Humber, 1999-2009 and Yorkshire and the Humber again after being re-elected in 2014.

So Richard Corbett was elected as MEP for Merseyside West in the year that William Hague announced the Waterhouse Inquiry and Corbett remained in the seat for most of the duration of that Inquiry. Dafydd and the gang’s empire included Merseyside (see post ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’) and they were colluding with Liverpool City Council, including members of Militant. John Hamilton, the Leader of Liverpool City Council when Derek Hatton was Deputy Leader and havoc prevailed in Liverpool, was seriously injured in a house fire in Jan 2000, the month before the Waterhouse Report was published. John Hamilton knew about Dafydd’s influence on Merseyside and the crime empire. Hamilton had a particular interest in schools/education. See post ‘I Warn You…’ for further information about John Hamilton.

Corbett is Vice-Chair of the European Movement in the UK and sits on the executive committee of the Labour Movement for Europe. 

Between January 2010 and February 2014, Corbett was an adviser to the first full-time and long-term President of the European Council, Herman Van Rompuy. In this capacity and as a frequent writer and commentator on European affairs, on 14 Nov 2012 Corbett was voted by a panel of retired diplomats, journalists, academics and think-tankers as the fourth most influential Briton on EU policy, ahead of the PM and the High Representative of the EU for Foreign Affairs and Security Policy, Baroness Ashton. 

When Catherine Ashton was appointed as the EU’s first High Representative of the Union for Foreign Affairs and Security Policy in Nov 2009, some elements in the right wing UK media were fuming about the power that a virtually unknown woman had been given without most of the UK public even being aware of this. The anger was constructed by some as the ranting of Little Englanders, but they did have a point. Very few people in the UK knew who Ashton was, they had definitely not elected her and they had very little idea of the enormous influence that she would be wielding. Huge swathes of the UK public take little interest in the European Parliament, the turnout in EU elections is low and furthermore the structures of the EU Parliament are really only fully understood by the few people who’s work is linked to the EU Parliament.  Since I began researching for this blog, I have become acutely aware of just how many MEPs were involved in colluding with Dafydd and the linked gangs – pan-European trafficking gangs. That should worry everyone. There has been much publicity given to the European ‘gravy train’, but there are public figures who assisted trafficking gangs who have sat, or are sitting, in the EU Parliament wielding huge power.

Consider this:

Woy Jenkins, President of the European Commission, 1977-81; Leon Brittan, Vice-President of the European Commission, 1999; The Windbag, Vice-President of the European Commission, European Commissioner for Administrative Reform, 1999-04; Baroness Glenys Windbag, Labour MEP, 1994-09; Beata Brookes, Conservative MEP, 1979-89.

These are just five people who over decades concealed the organised abuse of children and vulnerable people and were personal friends of many others who did so. There are many more sitting in the EU Parliament with biographies just as shameful.

As for Catherine Ashton, she has passed through many of the bodies which were peopled by paedophiles’ friends of a left wing variety, including Bedford College, London; CND, 1977-83; Central Council for Education and Training in Social Work, 1983; National Council for One Parent Families. Ashton Chaired the Health Authority in Hertfordshire, 1998-2001. Blair gave Ashton a peerage in 1999, just before the publication of the Waterhouse Report.

In June 2001 Ashton was appointed a junior Minister in the DES. In 2002 Ashton became Minister responsible for Sure Start in the DES. In north Wales, Sure Start was used as a recruiting ground for tame social work students – all those vulnerable young women who genuinely wanted to work in the caring professions, but who’s difficult personal histories were known to the paedophile gang and their friends and were used to threaten them into silence once they qualified…

Baroness Ashton was a Minister in the DES when there was an attempt to strike me off the teaching register after the paedophile gang tried to frame me for ‘threatening to kill’ an NHS manager. The charges were withdrawn on the first day of the trial and I was instead convicted of the lowest category of a public order offence – for telling the secretary of Alun Davies, the NHS manager in question, that he was a fat idiot. See post ‘Interesting Happenings In The Legal System’. A junior Minister – not Ashton – cleared my name and he was then named in the media as having ‘allowed paedophiles’ to remain on the teaching register no less. The DES subsequently wrote to me telling me that if I ever wanted to teach again I’d have to be passed as being ‘medically fit’ to do so. For not being a paedophile and having not been convicted of threats to kill on the basis of the perjury and conspiracy of those who would be trusted with deciding whether I was now ‘medically fit’….

In September 2004, Baroness Ashton was appointed a junior Minister in the Dept for Constitutional Affairs, with responsibilities including the National Archives and Public Guardianship Office. Ashton was sworn of the Privy Council in 2006 and she became a junior Minister at the new Ministry of Justice in May 2007. By which time I was once more being arrested for ludicrous reasons at the behest of the paedophiles’ friends, who were also threatening me and other witnesses in public. There was no investigation into any of it.

In 2006 Cathy Ashton won the ‘Politician of the Year’ award at the annual Stonewall Awards, made to those who had a positive impact on the lives of British LGBT people. This was a woman who had by now done many favours for a paedophile/trafficking gang who targeted underaged boys in particular.

On 28 June 2007, PM Gordon Brown appointed Ashton to the Cabinet as Leader of the Lords and Lord President of the Council. One function of the Lord President of the Council is to act as the visitor for Bangor University. So Ashton was in that role when chaos was breaking out at Bangor, with obvious attempts to undermine the then VC, accompanied by plots to plant fallacious stories about him in the media and to frame him for a criminal offence, to ensure that ‘he went’.

A close friend of the then VC of Bangor University was the junior Minister who, some five years before, had cleared my name.

So Cathy and Gordon, what was going on? I have 10,000 documents with me demonstrating serious organised crime, people died unnecessarily at the hands of the Top Docs who had facilitated the paedophile gang in north Wales/Cheshire and innocent people were having their careers and lives ruined.

I think that Blair and Gordon might need more than a meal at The Granita to extract them from this heap of crap.

Catherine Ashton is married to Peter Kellner, President of YouGov, who is always mouthing off in the ‘New Statesman’.

Ashton was instrumental in steering the EU’s Treaty of Lisbon through the UK Parliament’s upper chamber. In Jan 2017 she was appointed as the Chancellor of Warwick University, the University’s first female Chancellor. I would like to think that Cathy was also Warwick’s first Chancellor to have assisted organised abuse, but she isn’t. Warwick has a long tradition of such Events, dating back as far as the appointment of the first Chancellor, Viscount Cyril Radcliffe, who came from Denbighshire (see post ‘Comedies Of Menace’).

 

Here’s Catherine Ashton with a big admirer of David Miliband, one of Uncle Harry’s nephews:

You’d better keep Bill under lock and key, Hillary, Rachel Webb is in hot pursuit (see post ‘Badlands’)….
Hilary Benn’s colleague Richard Corbett was born in Southport, Lancashire, to parents from Wales and London. He attended the primary Farnborough Road School in Southport. When his father was offered a post as a statistician at the World Health Organisation, the family moved to Geneva and Corbett attended the International School of Geneva (attended at the time mostly by children from UN Agencies in Geneva).

Corbett then studied at Trinity College, Oxford, where he was the Secretary of the Labour Club and Chairman of the Oxford Committee for Europe. He co-ordinated the Oxford student ‘Yes’ campaign in the 1975 EEC referendum.  

Corbett later did a PhD in political science at Hull University. A number of the current generation of Labour politicians went to Hull University, come of whom were active in Labour politics there, such as Tom Watson and David Hanson. Tom is someone who knows a great deal about Dafydd’s empire (see previous posts). David Hanson is the Labour MP for Delyn in north Wales and was a Cheshire County Councillor when Dafydd and the gang were operating through the Social Services in north Wales and Cheshire. David is married to Margaret Hanson, who was also a Cheshire Councillor, as well as a family and children’s social worker for Cheshire Social Services. She is now the Vice-Chairman of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board. David Hanson was appointed as Blair’s PPS in 2001, once the Waterhouse Report was safely published and the initial outcry over the cover-up had died down. See post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part II’ for more details regarding David Hanson and other posts for accounts of Margaret’s excesses.

There was of course a trafficking ring operating in the Yorkshire region for many years. The sort of students at Hull who were active in politics would probably have known at least something about it, even if they didn’t realise the enormity of what was going on.

Richard Corbett’s activities in the European Students at Oxford led on to him being elected first to the youth board of the European Movement in Britain; then to the International Presidency of the youth wing of the European Movement and of the Union of European Federalists, the Young European Federalists (JEF), a post which Corbett held from 1979 to 1981.

Corbett was Secretary-General of the European Co-ordination Bureau of International Non-Governmental Youth Organisations, 1977-81, representing youth organisations in the Council of Europe’s European Youth Foundation and European Youth Centre. Corbett also helped to set up the European Youth Forum and represented Western European youth organisations in negotiations with Eastern European organisations pursuant to the Helsinki Treaty (as well as at the World Festival of Youth in Havana in 1978 along with Charles Clarke and Mandy). Corbett worked with Altiero Spinelli MEP on the latter’s proposal for a draft treaty establishing a European Union, adopted by the European Parliament in 1984.

Before being elected as an MEP, Corbett worked in the voluntary sector and as a civil servant, later becoming a policy adviser to and then Deputy Secretary General of the Socialist Group in the European Parliament. He worked on drafting the parts of the treaties of Maastricht and Amsterdam that increased the powers of the Parliament.

In 1992, Corbett was made Ambassador of Goodwill of the US State of Arkansas, by its then Governor Bill Clinton.

Corbett was a member of the European Parliament’s Constitutional Affairs Committee and the spokesman for the Labour Party, as well as the whole of the wider Group of the Party of European Socialists, on European constitutional affairs. In 2006, Corbett was elected Deputy Leader of the European Parliamentary Labour Party, which he remained until the end of his period as an MEP.

In 2003, Corbett’s proposals to re-write the European Parliament’s Rules of Procedure were largely accepted. In 2004–2005, Corbett was the co-rapporteur (with Inigo Mendez de Vigo) for Parliament on the Treaty establishing a constitution for Europe. This report formed the basis of Parliament’s official position on the treaty, which Corbett was invited to present to several national parliaments.

In 2005, Corbett was appointed as Parliament’s negotiator (along with Joseph Daul MEP) to broker a new system of Parliamentary scrutiny over Commission implementing measures (under the previously much-criticised ‘comitology’ procedure), which led to an agreement among the Council of Ministers, the Commission and the Parliament in 2006 giving Parliament the right to veto quasi-legislative implementing measures. This represented a major increase in Parliament’s powers over the Commission.

In 2007–08, Richard Corbett was again co-rapporteur with Inigo Mendez de Vigo for Parliament on the Treaty of Lisbon, which replaced the constitutional treaty after two member states declined to ratify it and was again rapporteur for a new overhaul of Parliament’s procedures in 2009.

Throughout his career, Richard Corbett has been a strong advocate of EU reform and has a particular interest in improving democratic accountability by continuing to increase the European Parliament’s power within the EU institutional system. Professor Juliet Lodge of Leeds University has named Corbett as one of five ‘movers and shakers’ in the European Parliament who ‘have brought the European Parliament from being a mere talking shop to a legislature with genuine power’.

Richard Corbett is a man who knew/knows about Dafydd’s crime empire, has said nothing but has been a busy bee nonetheless.

Richard Corbett has been critical of UKIP and in June 2004, he drew attention, in the Indie, to UKIP links with the BNP in that year’s local elections: ‘In Yorkshire, where both the BNP and UKIP put up candidates, they appear to have come to an arrangement not to stand against one another’.

I’m not sure if Corbett actually had the evidence that there was such an arrangement between UKIP and the BNP, but Concerned Corbett could have mentioned a few other things going on in Bradford which he chose not to. The organised trafficking gangs which were causing havoc for a start. There has now been much publicity regarding their activities, but the media coverage has concentrated on the role of South Asian men in those gangs. Very much less has been said about the role of the Social Services and police colluding with the gangs and nothing at all has been mentioned about the NHS substantially contributing to the problem.

The mental health services in Bradford are scandalously bad and have been so for a very long time. Things got so acutely embarrassing that a few years ago Bradford drummed up much good PR in a very Dafyddesque manner by stressing that one of their clinical psychologists, Dr Rufus May, was a ‘former schizophrenic’. Rufus was profiled in many media outlets and told the world of how when he was a teenager, he had actually been sectioned and forcibly injected, so he Knew What It Was Like. Brown and I had just begun publishing about the north Wales mental health services when Rufus became famous. I e mailed Rufus but did not receive a reply. Rufus’s website currently promotes every bog standard initiative that is required if one is to nail one’s colours to the mast of Service User Empowerment, including Mindfulness, the research fraud perpetrated by Bangor’s very own Professor Mark Williams when Mark Williams worked with Dafydd and the paedophile gang in the late 1980s (see post ‘The Biggest Expert Of The Lot’).

I and my friends know Mark Williams Rufus and most of his patients from the 1980s are now dead.

This will really piss Rufus off, but I am friends with two people who spent their whole working lives in Bradford, in FE and HE. I have some knowledge of what passed/passes for mental healthcare in Bradford and it was a north Wales situation. People begging for care and treatment only to be told to piss off after being diagnosed with ‘borderline personality disorder’ and then their dead bodies being found a few months later. At one point my friends were sending me every newspaper clipping regarding the death of a psych patient in the Bradford area and it was certainly impressive.

My friends lived in Shipley, which is where Richard Corbett lives. Their house had a view of the ‘mental health resources centre’, which, like the ‘mental health resources centre’ in Bangor, was usually closed and when it was open was staffed by people who didn’t give a stuff about the profoundly desperate people who had been ‘referred’ to them. Bodies of Empowered Service Users were turning up everywhere.

Corbett also kept quiet about the high mortality rate among baby girls from the poorest South Asian families, as well as the forced marriages and even honour killings among certain communities in Bradford. Corbett will have known about it all, although the people who were compiling the terrifying stats in the NHS at Bradford were keeping it as quiet as the local politicians were, because they feared that if the BNP got hold of the data they’d use it to their advantage.

The only politician in the area who dared talk about the sexual abuse of teenagers, the forced marriages and the honour killings was Ann Cryer, the Labour MP for Keighley. Anne Cryer was given a really bad time and accused by the rest of the Labour Party of racism. My friends knew Ann and absolutely assured me that she was not racist, she had just found out what was happening to some young women in certain communities in Bradford and was not prepared to keep quiet. It is now admitted that Ann was quite right to be concerned and furthermore Bradford’s health and social care services have now fessed up to the problems resulting from consanguinity and are offering genetic counselling at last. No-one has yet dared admit that among certain South Asian communities in Bradford – not all of them – there is an inexplicably high rate of infant mortality among girls. These matters could have been addressed without providing fodder to the BNP and without beating the South Asian population over the head with a stick, but as ever fuckwittery prevailed with clueless Top Docs and Angels not knowing what to do.

As for racist conduct, there was one Angel tutor in one institution in Bradford who was subjected to such severe racist bullying by her fellow Angel tutors – on one occasion a picture of a monkey was attached to her door by another Angel – that she sued. The institution didn’t dare admit publicly that they had a major problem with Angels of Race Hate, so the matter was settled by giving the target of the racism a Chair in Nursing, even though she did not have anything like the CV required to achieve success in that role. This Dept of Health and Welfare was so troubled that it was known as Health and Warfare by the rest of Bradford.

The balloon went up in Bradford in 2010 with the conviction of the self-styled Crossbow Cannibal Killer aka Stephen Griffiths. Griffiths murdered and dismembered three Bradford sex workers and the remains of one of them was found in a river near Shipley. The media coverage made much of this man’s status as a criminology PhD student, but there were plenty of clues that he was or had been an Empowered Service User. There was a curious absence of detail regarding that and I wasn’t able to find out the identities of the ‘medical experts’ who gave evidence at his trial either.

I was particularly interested in the Crossbow Cannibal Killer, not only because my friends had by then been telling me for some time about the excesses of the mental health services in the Bradford area, but because Dr Robert Kehoe used to practice as a psychiatrist in the area. Kehoe was one of the ‘experts’ who lied and lied about me, Brown and everyone who made a statement detailing the way in which they had witnessed me being treated by the mental health services in north Wales (see post ‘An Expert In Resistant Service Users’). As an added extra in his ‘report’, Kehoe recommended that the Hergest whistleblower should face disciplinary action for ‘colluding’ with me.

One of Kehoe’s business partners had connections to Dr Tony Roberts, one of Dafydd’s colleagues in north Wales and the man who’s dangerous practice and gross negligence Kehoe had been asked to comment on. Tony Roberts is a graduate of Manchester University, having ‘trained’ there when Dafydd’s mate and mentor Dr Bob Hobson reigned over the mental health services at Manchester (see post ‘The Mentor’).

Robert Kehoe is the former Medical Director of an NHS authority in the Bradford area. He resigned after it was found that one of the Angels had been murdering patients by lethal injection. Kehoe set himself up as an expert witness – he’s got a Harley Street practice as well now – and became involved with Cygnet Healthcare, an American private healthcare company. Kehoe was then appointed as Clinical Director of Cygnet, who are now breaking into the UK mental health market big time. Kehoe is now back working as an NHS psychiatrist in Keighley near Bradford as well.

 

Lest readers think that Corbett might have been too busy in Europe to notice these horrors on the doorstep of his permanent residence in Shipley, I’m happy to inform everyone that Corbett has held a number of offices in the UK Labour Party as well as being busy in Europe. As well as being Deputy Leader and, since October 2017, Leader of the European Parliamentary Labour Party (EPLP), Corbett served on the Regional Board for Yorkshire and the Party’s National Policy Forum, a position to which he was re-elected by fellow Labour MEPs in May 2014. He was formerly national Chair of the Labour Movement for Europe and now serves as one of its Labour MEP representatives.

As Leader of the EPLP, Corbett is a member of the NEC of the Labour Party and attends Shadow Cabinet meetings.

Corbett is Vice-Chair of the UK European Movement.

 

Corbett used to live in Saltaire, a village near to Shipley. Corbett helped to campaign for UNESCO World Heritage Status for Saltaire. Saltaire is part of the Shipley electoral ward of the City of Bradford and part of the Parliamentary constituency of Shipley, currently represented by Tory Philip Davies. Philip Davies is very good at angering Labour MPs, particularly female ones. Davies is often to be found demanding things like International Men’s Day when the wimmin are celebrating their own International Day or being obstructive if people are trying to pass legislation protecting women from harassment and suchlike. My Friends In The North told me years ago that Philip Davies was indeed an offensive pain, but Labour wimmin do tend to supply him with ammunition, as do the local authorities on Philip Davies’s home patch, with their combination of corruption and fuckwittery.

Saltaire gaining World Heritage Status may have had something to do with a few other people who lived there as well as Richard Corbett. From 1999 to 2005, Parliamentarians from three chambers all lived in Saltaire – Chris Leslie, a Labour MP in the Commons, Lord Wallace in the Lords and Corbett in the European Parliament.

 

Christopher Michael Leslie has been the Labour Co-operative MP for Nottingham East since 2010. In 2015, between May and September, he served as Shadow Chancellor of the Exchequer in the Shadow Cabinet of Acting Labour leader Harriet. Earlier in his political career, Leslie was the MP for Shipley, 1997-05 and a Minister in the Dept for Constitutional Affairs, from 2001-05. Between 2005 and his 2010 re-election, Leslie worked as the Director of the New Local Government Network think-tank.

Chris Leslie was born in Keighley, near Bradford, attended Bingley Grammar School and then Leeds University, graduating with a Bachelors degree in 1994 and then with an MA in 1996. From 1994 to 1996, Leslie was an office administrator and later a political research assistant in Bradford in 1996–97. He was elected to Parliament a month before his 25th birthday.

Chris Leslie knew about the paedophile/trafficking ring operating in Yorkshire and Savile’s involvement in it, as well as the other health/social care scandals that I have discussed above. 

Leslie gained the seat of Shipley in 1997 when he defeated Marcus Fox, the Chairman of the Conservative 1922 Committee and Shipley’s MP. Marcus Fox was a dreadful old Yorkshire Tory who was elected for Shipley in 1970 and kept quiet about the considerable wrongdoing in Yorkshire by the trafficking ring and their associates. Fox knew Betty Boothroyd from when he was young. Boothroyd, in her capacity as Speaker, silenced Ann Clwyd when in June 1996 Clwyd wanted to raise questions and elicit debate in the Commons about the abuse of children in care in north Wales, in the wake of the Jillings Report (see post ‘The Aftermath Of The Jillings Report – In Parliament’).

Betty Boothroyd’s image is one of a game old bird, the former Tiller Girl who broke a glass ceiling – just like Thatch – by becoming the first women Speaker. Boothroyd actually has done everything possible to protect the most appalling people who have found their way into Parliament, because she clearly prioritised the reputation of Parliament over the lives of the victims of serious crime. It was a really stupid thing to have done Betty and the result is not a pretty sight.

Marcus Fox’s political career began when he was elected to Dewsbury Council in 1956. He served as a Whip under Heath and as a junior Minister under Thatch. Fox became Vice-Chairman of the highly influential 1922 Committee in 1983 and Chairman in 1994.

Sir Edward du Cann, the MP for Taunton, was Chairman of the 1922 Committee, 1973-84. Du Cann was a youthful Tory MP when my grandfather was a Tory activist in Somerset. My grandfather always maintained that du Cann was a crook and indeed it became very obvious indeed by the time that du Cann was middle aged that he was one hell of a crook. After du Cann’s criminality bankrupted him, somehow he bounced back, buggered off to Cypus to make a new life and was able to invest money in yet more business ventures. Du Cann’s fortunes took an unexpected upward turn late in life after du Cann, by then just a politician from the past, gave an interview to the ‘Sunday Herald’, which was published on 18 July 1995. Du Cann explained that he was so pissed off with the Tory Party that he was going to speak out, that he ‘had a lot to tell’ and was ‘going to tell it’. At the time that du Cann was making these threatening noises, John Major’s Gov’t was pushing out all the boats to conceal the crap in north Wales, dirty deals had just been done to give Dafydd an offer that he could not refuse to ‘retire’ and the machine had gone into action behind closed doors to plan a rigged Inquiry into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. Du Cann soon decided that he didn’t have anything to tell after all and died decades later, at a very good age, in affluence and comfort. See post ‘Conference At Cold Comfort Farm’.

Marcus Fox knew about all the Parliamentary scandals under Heath and Thatch, including those which were concealed until recently, such as the Westminster Paedophile Ring and Sir Peter Morrison’s part in it. When ‘Private Eye’ got hold of the story that Cecil Parkinson had made Sara Keays pregnant, they didn’t publish it but instead published a spoof, which claimed that it was Marcus Fox who had made his mistress pregnant. I always presumed that the Eye had done that for a laugh, but I wonder if they were trying to draw attention to something else…

Dafydd had links with the Yorkshire gang and held ‘clinics’ in Yorkshire. As well as holding clinics in Yorkshire, Dafydd was really fleecing someone else in that region. On one occasion, Dafydd was travelling back to Llangefni and he literally stopped at someone’s house for a cup of char – in the past this someone had been a patient of Dafydd’s. Dafydd subsequently sent him a bill for several hundred quid for the ‘consultation’. I do hope that the patient then sent Dafydd an even more enormous bill for the cup of tea.

Shipley was the neighbouring seat to Chris Leslie’s hometown of Keighley, another seat taken by Labour from the Conservatives in Blair’s landslide of 1997. It was Ann Cryer who won Keighley for Labour – the Ann who was then subjected to a campaign of hate for her ‘racism’. Ann’s first husband was killed in a road accident in 1994, when she was in the car with him and her second husband died after they had only been married for a year. I have no idea whether the deaths were suspicious, but Ann did receive death threats herself when she took on the paedophile gang and their friends.

Like so many who helped Blair win his landslide in 1997, both Chris Leslie and Ann knew how serious the problem of organised trafficking was. Blair must have been really pissed off that Ann actually campaigned on the subject instead of keeping her mouth shut and praising the Top Doctors.

Chris Leslie found more favour in Parliament than Ann did. He was appointed PPS to paedophiles’ friend and Blair’s former flat mate Charlie Falconer (see previous posts) for a period of more than three years, which says it all. Leslie held his Shipley seat in 2001, but his majority was reduced by a half.

Leslie became a junior Minister in the Cabinet Office in 2001, after the fuss about the Waterhouse Report being a huge cover-up had died down. In 2002, he was appointed Parliamentary Under-Secretary of State to the Office of the Deputy PM – Prezza, who was the MP for Hull East since 2010 and had also been at Ruskin College when Matt Arnold taught there and Peter Howarth was a student. Matt Arnold and Peter Howarth played leading roles in the north Wales/Cheshire paedophile gang and before that they had been part of the linked gang operating in the north east of England. See post ‘A Study In Tyranny’. Prezza originally came from north Wales. Chris Leslie then moved to spend almost two years as Parliamentary Under-Secretary of State in the Dept for Constitutional Affairs, again working under Charlie Falconer, 2003-05. 

Leslie lost his seat to Philip Davies in 2005. The Labour Party might like to ask themselves why that happened. 

Leslie didn’t stop assisting New Labour just because he was voted out. In 2005, he became the Director of the New Local Government Network, a Blairite think-tank. Leslie led Gordon Brown’s successful and uncontested campaign for the Labour Party leadership in 2007.  

On 14 April 2010, Leslie was selected as the Parliamentary Candidate for Nottingham East in the General Election campaign, after the Labour NEC imposed a shortlist and selection panel following the late resignation of the MP John Heppell, who stepped down due to his wife’s illness.

Chris Leslie  was obviously chosen as a safe pair of hands to follow the safe pair of hands which was John Heppell. Heppell was born in Newcastle-upon-Tyne, went to school locally and also completed FE in the north east. He worked for the NCB, 1964-70 and then relocated to Nottingham to work as a fitter. In 1975, Heppell joined British Rail, where he remained until 1989. He was elected as a Councillor to Nottinghamshire County Council in 1981, served as Deputy Leader, 1989-92 and then stepped down from the Council in 1993. He was elected to the Commons in 1992.

So John Heppell will have known of the corruption and wrongdoing in the NHS in Nottingham that I witnessed and was told about when I worked at the Cancer Research Campaign Labs at Nottingham University in the autumn of 1987 as described in previous posts, as well as the idiocy which constituted the Nottingham Satanic Panic (see previous posts). In my post ‘Jennifer’s Diary’ I described how in 1988, my father’s small, ailing workplace in Somerset was for some inexplicable reason purchased by a businessman based in Nottingham whom no-one in Somerset had ever heard of and who ran a business concerned with a different line of work anyway. The employees in Bridgwater were told to face redundancy or move to Nottingham. My father was the only person who did relocate to Nottingham where he worked in difficult conditions which seriously damaged his health. As father was nearly worked to death, other people in Somerset who knew what had happened/was happening to me at the hands of Dafydd and the gang but kept quiet about it became inexplicably very wealthy after bumping into the degenerate adult offspring of people connected to the Tory Party who befriended them (see post ‘Upper Class Twit Of The Year – Shooting Themselves’).

Ken Clarke was Heath Secretary when Richard Tennant from Nottingham decided that he was going to purchase the business which employed my father. Ken Clarke was concealing all the crap in north Wales – and at St George’s – that I found out about. Ken Clarke is MP for Rushcliffe in Nottingham and before becoming an MP had worked as a barrister in Nottingham. Ken Clarke had many business interests.

A One Nation Tory Who Went Into Battle With The BMA But Was So Fucking Stupid That He Wouldn’t Work With The One Person Who Would Have Given Him The Evidence To Have Some Of Them Imprisoned:

Official portrait of Mr Kenneth Clarke crop 2.jpg

Now who does that remind me of?

Edwina Hart

It was when Ken of the One Nation, pints, curries, cigars and Hush Puppies joined the Dept of Health that Brown, I and our friends who were witnesses to events in north Wales found our lives particularly disrupted by all those people whom I have now been told were gifts from the security services. I will be blogging more about them soon.

Hilda the Angel: you’ll be delighted to know I can remember everything about Avril the Cider Drinker, Womack and Womack and many more….

I’m quite sad that Hilda was a member of the security services because before she turned weird and made me homeless, she was very entertaining. Particularly when she rang the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and pretended to be a serial killer. They asked her if she ‘wanted to talk to someone’. Sadly Dafydd could not be found, being busy moonlighting in a private clinic somewhere or other.

In 1997, John Heppell was appointed as PPS to Ivor Richard, the then Leader of the Lords. Ivor Richard is a paedophiles’ friend from south Wales who reached high office. Positions occupied by Ivor include the British Ambassador to the UN; European Commissioner for Employment and Social Affairs, 1981-85; Leader of the House and Lord Privy Seal, 1997-98.

In 1985  Richard was appointed Chairman of World Trade Centre Wales Ltd., which tried to attract international investors for Welsh business.  That will have been one of the Tories scams to ‘build business’ in Wales, which, as with the development of Cardiff Bay, will have siphoned billions of pounds of taxpayers’ money into the pockets of a few Tory politicians and their mates (see post ‘Corruption Bay Special’). It was in 1990 that Ivor Richard’s name was included on a list of Labour Party ‘Working Peers’, so presumably that was the work of the Windbag.

Ivor Richard was appointed as Leader of the House by Blair when the Waterhouse Inquiry had just got underway. No wonder the fortunes of Professor Fergus Lowe took such a turn upwards at that time (see post ‘Feet In Chains’) with old Ivor leading the House. Deeply, deeply compromised Ivor…

The Coalition Government (it was a Labour-Plaid Coalition) in the National Assembly for Wales invited Ivor Richard to Chair a Commission on the future powers of the Assembly from 2002. The Report was published on 31 March 2004 and recommended that the Assembly have full primary legislative powers in devolved areas from 2011, a recommendation that was controversial with Wales’ Labour MPs. Not that it matters, most of them are paedophiles’ friends anyway.Ivor The Engine - Oliver Postgate & Peter Firmin | Karenza ...

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John Heppell was appointed as PPS to the Deputy PM Prezza in 1998. He became a member of Blair’s Gov’t following the 2001 General Election when he was appointed as a Lord Commissioner to the Treasury and Gov’t Whip. Heppell was in there in the aftermath of the Waterhouse Report then and remained in post until 2005. Nice work if you can get it Heppell! While you were doing that, I had been forced out of my teaching job, arrested and charged on the basis of the perjury and conspiracy of an NHS manager and eight or nine Angels, lost my house and job while on bail, witnessed the charges against me withdrawn on the first day of the trial, began a PhD and then finished it. Oh, I fitted in a few modules of an MEd as well – 93% in one assignment.

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Professor Brian Brown, witness to Dafydd’s wrongdoing who, after writing to Gwynedd Health Authority about this, was the subject of a murder attempt, in daylight in Nottingham city centre, when Heppell was a Nottingham MP:

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All you did Heppell was help Blair conceal a barrel of shit. God how you must all loathe me, what with me making you look so fucking stupid constantly.

Heppell was promoted within the Whips Office, becoming the Vice-Chamberlain of the Household – he really looks the part doesn’t he – following the 2005 General Election. He held this office until June 2007.

Heppell has been married to Eileen Golding since 1974 and they have two sons, a daughter and two grandchildren. Heppell used to have the words love and hate tattooed on his knuckles, but the tattoos have since been removed. It really is unbelievable isn’t it, those we know and love used Brown’s tattoos and piercings as evidence of his undesirability. Brown’s tattoos are Celtic knots etc. Obviously love and hate on one’s knuckles are OK in Cabinet and in the Household but Celtic knots are questionable in a university.

‘I’m a mindless meathead, but it’s OK because I was useful to the Windbag. And then to Tony Blair.’

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Heppell is a member of the GMB, having resigned from Prezza’s union in 2002. He is a keen ornithologist. As were my friends when I was an undergrad at Bangor. Including Anne Vernon, who was killed in a car crash after the threats from the Top Doctors came raining down upon my head thick and fast and Pete Jackson, whom I have been told landed a nice little number with the RSPB in return for keeping quiet about what was happening to me.

Ken Clarke is also a birder, as was George Carman QC’s Clerk. Carman was a bent barrister who concealed the Westminster Paedophile Ring. Blair was a pupil barrister of his and Cherie worked in Carman’s Chambers. See posts ‘No Ordinary Methods’ and ‘No Ordinary Methods – Supplementary Post’.

Heppell’s predecessor for Nottingham East was the Tory Michael Knowles. From 1971-1983 Knowles was a member of the Council of the Royal Borough of Kingston-upon-Thames and Leader of the Council, 1974-1983. Professor Hugh Bentall, who spent many years working as a surgeon at Royal Postgraduate Medical School/Hammersmith Hospital participating in the wrongdoing there (see post ‘Interesting Facts’), owned Bentall’s, the upmarket department store in Kingston-upon-Thames. Hugh Bentall ruled the roost at Hammersmith and pretty much ran Kingston-upon-Thames as well. Bentall’s son is Professor Richard Bentall, a clinical psychologist who did his PhD at UCNW (Bangor University) with members of Dafydd’s gang and also worked as an academic at Bangor with them. Richard’s first wife was the daughter of Eifion Jones, who was the Dean of Science at UCNW, while the institution was facilitating Dafydd’s gang. Richard’s former wife trained as an Angel and now works as a complementary therapist and a tutor for the OU.

I imagine that the occasion of the wedding made a gang of old paedophiles and everyone who was sheltering them very happy. In the way that marriages between medieval noble families shored up land, a knot was tied which linked some of the biggest wigs in the corrupt medical establishment in London with the smaller but equally grandiose wigs in north Wales, who were supplying the kids for the friends in high places of the London Top Docs. Just as Mary Wynch began kicking off with her litigation against Dafydd and the paedophile gang.

Professor Hugh Bentall:

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Michael Knowles first stood for Parliament for the Labour stronghold of Merthyr Tydfil at the Feb 1974 General Election. There was a trafficking gang in south Wales with links to Dafydd et al in north Wales and other gangs across the UK. This celebrity paedophile lived and represented a constituency just down the road at Cardiff at the time:

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In the October 1974 General Election, Michael Knowles was magnetically attracted to another hotbed of child abuse and neglect and fought the seat of Brent East, but was again being defeated. Brent Law Centre was graced by the presence of this Wimmin’s and Children’s Champ:

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Her bloke grew up in Brent and worked at Brent Law Centre as well:

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In 1984 Jasmine Beckford was battered to death while in the care of Brent Social Services.

The MP for Brent South at the time was Laurence Anstice Pavitt, a Labour and Co-Operative Party MP. Pavitt was the national organiser of the Medical Practitioners’ Union, 1956-59. The Top Doctors were deemed to have ‘failed’ regarding Jasmine, along with Brent Social Services. The MP for Brent East at the time of Jasmine’s death was Labour’s Reg Freeson. Mary Turner was a dinner lady who began working in Brent in the 1970s and campaigned tirelessly for Wimmin and Children who had nothing to say about Jasmine’s death which was odd what with Mary being an active trade unionist and a Labour Party activist. Not that remaining schtum about the long slow months of starvation and torture that preceded Jasmine’s death did Mary any harm. She sat on the executive of the GMB and in 1997 became the GMB’s President. Mary bagged a seat on the Labour Party’s NEC in 1996 and became Chair of the Labour Party in 2004.

Mary didn’t have ‘love’ and ‘hate’ tattooed on her knuckles, she had a GMB slogan tattooed on her arm – a permanent commemoration of her and her associates’ callousness and hypocrisy:GMB LEADER SOCKS IT TO MILIBAND | Ian Bone

For more on the phenomenon that was Mary Taylor and the heartfelt tributes that were paid to her on the occasion of her death last year, see post ‘Mary Taylor – An Appreciation’.

 

To return to the Shipley contingent. In 2011, Chris Leslie became Shadow Financial Secretary to the Treasury. In October 2013, Leslie was appointed as Shadow Chief Secretary to the Treasury. In May 2015, he was promoted to Shadow Chancellor.

Leslie supported Yvette Cooper in the 2015 Labour leadership election, the wife of his boss since 2011, Ed Balls. Not that Chris Leslie benefited as he had hoped – not only did Yvette not win the leadership, but Ed Balls had lost his seat in the 2015 General Election. Chris must have been really kicking himself, because Jezza won the leadership, after Yvette had been incredibly rude about, as well as to, him. On 12 September 2015, Leslie resigned from the Labour front bench following Jezza’s victory. No problem Chris, a lot of people were very glad to see the back of you and your buddies who threw hissy fits. You lot were the reason why so many people voted for Jezza.

Leslie is a member of the Labour Friends of Israel.

In June 2018 Leslie published a pamphlet through the Social Market Foundation, of which he is a member of the Policy Advisory Board, entitled Centre Ground: Six Values of Mainstream BritainIn August of the same year ‘The Guardian’ reported that ‘many saw the document as laying the intellectual groundwork for a future new [political] party,’. Leslie denied it, although he’s probably hoping that Blair is assembling his troops on the Rhine as I write this.

In February 2005, Chris Leslie married Nicola Murphy, a Spad to Gordon Brown. In which case Chris and Nicola might like to enlighten us all regarding the relationship between Lord Jack McConnell, Jack’s knowledge of what happened to me and other witnesses at the hands of Dafydd and the gang, including my best friend from school who was at Stirling University with Jack  and Jack’s rapid rise to the top of the Scottish Labour Party – all the way to FM, the year after the Waterhouse Report was published. Not bad for a school teacher from Lamlash who had only been an MSP for two years, particularly as Gordon hated Jack’s best mate and mentor, Dennis Canavan (see post ‘Badlands’). Do let us know where Jack found the Holy Grail everyone.

Chris and Nicola got engaged in 2004, which was the year in which there was industrial scale perjury and conspiracy on the part of the NHS and the criminal justice system in an attempt to have me imprisoned.

In April 2016, Nicola Murphy founded Labour Tomorrow, an organisation which funds Labour-connected activists and groups who oppose Jezza as party leader. Oh fuck off Nicola you ruthless bitch.

 

Chris Leslie’s fellow Saltaire resident Lord Wallace is William John Lawrence Wallace, Baron Wallace of Saltaire, an academic, writer, Liberal Democrat politician. Lord Wallace was a Lord-in-Waiting, 2010-15.

Lord Wallace was off to a flying start for someone who was going to spend his life concealing the Westminster Paedophile Ring because he was born in Leicester. Organised abuse is believed to have been happening in the Leicester area since at least as far back as the 1940s, long before Greville Janner and Frank Beck were busy (see previous posts). Lord Wallace was born in 1941. Greville Janner’s dad Barnett was elected as the Labour MP for Leicester West in 1945, but had been selected as the Labour candidate for that constituency ten years previously. Barnett remained in the seat – although it was renamed – until 1970, when his son Greville succeeded him because Barnett was off to the Lords. Which is exactly the same path that Greville took.

Barnett Janner grew up in Cardiff where he practised as a lawyer. For many years he was active in the Liberal Party and stood as a Liberal Party candidate three times before he joined the Labour Party.

By the 1980s, the abuse ring in Leicester was linked to Dafydd’s gang in north Wales and Top Doctors in Leicester were concealing the crimes of Dafydd et al (see post ‘An Expert From England’).

Barnett was knighted in 1961. Which was when all the action was taking place at Cliveden which later erupted in the form of the Profumo Affair (see post ‘In Memoriam – Bronwen, Lady Astor’). Jeremy Thorpe was busy at that time was well and dear old Lord Louis Mountbatten had just finished being First Sea Lord. Poor old Lord Mountbatten had terrible luck, throughout his time holding senior roles in the Royal Navy and at the Admiralty, he was surrounded by people who spent the rest of their lives concealing organised abuse, including the crimes of Dafydd and the gang. See post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’. Then there are the nasty allegations that old Louis was hanging out at the Kincora Boys’ Home…

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William Wallace was educated at Westminster Abbey Choir School – where as a chorister he sang at Lilibet’s Coronation in 1953 – and St Edward’s School, Oxford. Wallace went on to King’s College, Cambridge and as an undergraduate he joined all three political clubs, Conservative, Labour, Liberal. He decided that the Liberal Party was the most attractive and, in 1961, he was elected Vice-President of the Cambridge University Liberal Club, later becoming its President.

After graduating from Cambridge, Wallace spent three years at Cornell University doing his PhD but he actually finished it while in residence at Nuffield College, Oxford. The thesis was on the Liberal Revival, 1955-66. So Wallace knew all about that Party.

During his time at Oxford, Wallace met his future wife, Helen Sarah Rushworth, who was President of the Oxford University Liberal Club. They have two children, Harriet and Edward, both of whom were, like their father, educated at Cambridge.

Wallace began his academic career at the University of Manchester, where he lectured, 1966-1977. Dafydd’s big umbrella Professor Kenneth Rawnsley of Cardiff had, when he was younger, worked at Manchester (see post ‘The Discovery Of A Whole New Galaxy…’) and in 1974, Dafydd’s mate and mentor Dr Bob Hobson migrated from the Maudsley to Manchester University (see post ‘The Mentor’). Dr Tony Francis worked at Manchester University before he relocated to north Wales in the early 1980s (see post ‘Ian Brockington’s Mischief’). Before joining Dafydd’s mates in Manchester, Francis had worked with Dafydd’s mates at the Institute of Psychiatry at the Maudsley and before that he’d worked with Dafydd’s mate Kenneth Rawnsley and his colleagues at Cardiff University. There were linked paedophile/trafficking rings at the Maudsley, in south Wales and in Manchester.

It’s a small world!

Wallace served as Director of Studies of the Royal Institute of International Affairs, 1978-1990. From 1990 to 1995 Wallace was the Walter Hallstein Senior Research Fellow at St Antony’s College, Oxford. Between 1993-1996, Wallace was a Visiting Professor at the Central European University, where he was involved in setting up the International Relations Department. In 1995 Wallace moved to the LSE, where in 1999 he was given a Chair. He became an Emeritus Professor in 2005. He is Chair of the Advisory Board of LSE IDEAS, a centre for the study of international affairs, diplomacy and grand strategy.

One of Wallace’s doctoral students was Olli Rehn, a Finnish politician, a member of the Centre Party of Finland. Olli is currently the Governor of the Bank of Finland. He served as the Minister of Economic Affairs in Juha Sipila’s Cabinet, as the European Commissioner for Enlargement, 2004-10 and as European Commissioner for Monetary Affairs and the Euro of the European Commission, 2009-14. 

Lord Wallace has also been a visiting fellow/Professor in institutions located in the USA, Germany, France, Italy, Greece and Belgium.

In the General Election of 1966, Wallace served as the Liberal Party’s Assistant Press Officer, responsible for Jo Grimond’s press activities. Grimond led the Liberal Party, 1956-67, was succeeded as Leader by Jeremy Thorpe and then led the Party again on an interim basis in 1976 after the little local difficulty with a man called Jeremy Thorpe…

Wallace unsuccessfully contested five parliamentary elections as a Liberal candidate, standing in Huddersfield West in 1970, Manchester Moss Side in Feb 1974 and Oct 1974 and Shipley in 1983 and 1987. Every one of these constituencies hosted abuse gangs linked with Dafydd and co.

Wallace served as a speechwriter for David Steel. David Steel was told about Cyril Smith sexually assaulting boys in care and dismissed it as a matter of Cyril spanking a few bare bottoms no less. Just in case it was rather more worrying than a middle aged politician with an unexplained penchant for visiting children’s homes and spanking the bare bottoms of the boys within – I’m not at all sure that he should have even been doing that Sir David – David Steel struck an agreement with George Carman QC, which led to Carman ensuring that Cyril’s activities were kept out of the national press. Unfortunately a radical newspaper in Rochdale had published details of Cyril and his activity with young boys in the run up to Jeremy Thorpe’s trial for conspiracy and incitement to murder Norman Scott, Thorpe’s former gay lover. David Steel was acutely aware of the damage that the Liberal Party would sustain if Cyril’s innocent hobby involving young boys and their bare bums were to find itself gaining publicity before Thorpe’s trial.

Lord Wallace was Vice-Chairman of the Standing Committee, 1977-87. He was co-author of the 1979 Liberal and 1997 Liberal Democrat election manifestos. During the Liberal-SDP Alliance, 1982-87, Wallace was a member of the joint party steering committee.

David Hole, the corrupt MSF rep who worked at St George’s Hospital Medical School during the 1980s and 90s and was one of those members of staff concealing the trafficking rings in north Wales and south London, was an SDP Councillor for Wandsworth. Dr Death of the SDP was personally known to some of the Top Docs in north Wales who were involved with Dafydd’s gang and before Dr Death was elected to the Commons, he trained and then worked as a psychiatrist at Tommy’s, an institution whose staff were concealing abuse as well as Dafydd et al’s criminality in north Wales (see post ‘Dr Death’). Dr Death’s fellow travellers in the Gang Of Four all had previous where concealing the crimes of Dafydd and the paedophiles was concerned (see post ‘We’ve Been Expecting You…’).

In 2004 Lord Wallace became the President of the Yorkshire regional Liberal Democrat Party. In 2005 he returned to the Federal Policy Committee as the Lords representative, serving on several party policy groups. Wallace has also served as Chair of the advisory board of the liberal think tank, CentreForum. Lord Wallace is President of the Liberal Democrat History Group. He took over this position after the death of Conrad Russell in 2004.

Conrad Russell was the son of Bertrand Russell. Bertrand Russell spent his later years living at Penrhyndeudraeth in what is now Gwynedd and was very closely linked to many of those involved with Dafydd’s gang in north Wales (see post ‘The Village’). Russell was sexually abusive himself and there are clues that he may have been abusing his granddaughter Lucy, who was later diagnosed with schizophrenia and burnt herself to death when she was still quite young. Lucy spent a substantial part of her childhood living with Russell after her father – with whom she had a good relationship – was prevented from caring for her himself by Russell on the grounds of his (Lucy’s father’s) own ‘schizophrenia’. One of Lucy’s father’s symptoms was his belief that Russell was having an affair with his wife. Which Russell was. For further details of Russell’s abuse and exploitation of his extended family as well as a few others and information about Conrad Russell, see post ‘So Who Was Angry About What?’

In 1995 Lord Wallace was awarded the French Chevalier, Ordre pour le Merite. In 2005 he was awarded the Legion d’Honneur in recognition of his long-standing efforts to promote the EU.

In April 2010, Wallace courted controversy when he partially defended Jenny Tonge, following an interview she gave to the ‘Jewish Chronicle’, in which she called for an investigation into claims of Israeli organ harvesting in Haiti. Jenny Tonge is a Lib Dem peer who is also a Top Doctor and who married another Top Doctor. Jenny Tonge might have discussed Israeli organ harvesting in Haiti, but there are a great many other things that the Top Docs have got up to that Tonge has not spoken about. See post ‘Always On The Side Of The Children’.

Wallace was created a life peer on 19 December 1995. It was in Dec 1995 that Nicola Davies QC – who later became Dame Nicola – declared, after reviewing the paperwork of the North Wales Police which related to the abuse of children in north Wales (of which many years worth was completely missing anyway), that a Public Inquiry into the abuse of children in care in north Wales would not be in the public interest. Nonetheless, by the time that Nicola stated this, Ronnie Waterhouse seemed to know that he would be Chairing such an Inquiry and had altered his retirement plans. This allowed him to spend a few months in 1995 touring Wales, dining and even staying with many of the people who had asked no questions about the paedophile gang, although they held positions of responsibility in which they should have asked a great many questions. See post ‘Heart Of Darkness’.

In 1995, paedophiles’ friend Professor Roy Evans was appointed VC of Bangor University, after the retirement of the rather better camouflaged paedophiles’ friend Professor Eric Sunderland (see previous posts). Eric was not elderly or ill, he lived for another 20 years, throughout which he served in many public positions and continued his involvement with Bangor University. However, just before he retired, Eric was appointed Chairman of the Local Gov’t Boundary Commission, which determined that Clwyd County Council would be abolished in 1996, weeks after the Jillings Report was submitted, which admitted that children in care in north Wales had been very severely abused for many, many years (see post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake…’)

More importantly from my point of view, by the time that William Wallace had bagged his peerage, Dafydd and the gang had progressed a long way down the road with their dastardly plan to declare me insane and dangerous and have me banged up in a secure hospital. See previous posts, including  ‘The Banality Of Evil’.

In 1997 Wallace became a member of the Select Committee on the European Communities and Chairman of the Sub-Committee on Justice and Home Affairs 1997-2000. In 2001 he became the Liberal Democrats’ main frontbench spokesperson in the Lords on Foreign Affairs and in November 2004, Wallace was elected joint Deputy Leader of the Liberal Democrat Peers.

Following the setting up of the ConDem Coalition after the 2010 General Election, Wallace was appointed a Government Whip acting as Gov’t Spokesperson in the Lords on the Foreign and Commonwealth Office, the Department for Work and Pensions and the Department for Education.

Wallace is a Trustee of the National Children’s Choir; a member of Atlantic Community Advisory Board; Chair of the Board of Voces Cantabiles (professional choir, not-for-profit musical and educational work); is Vice- President of the Upper Wharfedale Agricultural Society; and is a Member and Shareholder of the Wensleydale Railway Association.

In the past Wallace has served as a Board Member of Genius of the Violin; a Chairman of the Academic Advisory Committee and a Trustee of Goodenough College, London; Chair of the Advisory Board of the Cold War Studies Centre, London School of Economics; Co-Chair of the British-Dutch bilateral ‘Appeldoorn’ Conference; was Patron of the Saltaire Festival; and was patron of the Shipley Glen Tramway. 

Wallace is a member and plot holder of the Saltaire Canalside Allotment Society. He is also a member of the Saltaire Tennis Club.

Saltaire houses the 1853 art gallery, in which several large rooms are given over to the works of the Bradford-born artist David Hockney. An artist whom I knew in north Wales always maintained that the art world was substantially fuelled by cocaine, champagne and sexual favours and that Hockney himself had spent his entire career at the centre of this. Hockney is of course openly gay which is not of concern. However something which was worrying was the death of Dominic Elliott, Hockney’s 23 yr old assistant, on 18 March 2013. Dominic died as a result of drinking drain cleaner at Hockney’s Bridlington studio; he had also earlier drunk alcohol and taken cocaine, ecstasy and temazepam. Elliott was a first and second team player for Bridlington Rugby Club. It was reported that Hockney’s partner drove Elliott to Scarborough General Hospital where he later died. The inquest returned a verdict of death by misadventure and Hockney was never implicated. In Nov 2015 Hockney sold his house in Bridlington for £625,000, cutting all his remaining ties with the town.

 

Someone else who was a close colleague of Hilary Benn was Sir Ian McCartney, the Labour MP for Makerfield, Greater Manchester, 1987-2010. McCartney served in the Cabinet, 2003-07, under Blair. When Hilary ran for the Labour Party Deputy Leadership, it was announced that Ian McCartney would be taking a major role in organising Hilary’s campaign. 

McCartney was born in Lennoxtown, Stirlingshire, to the Labour MP for Dunbartonshire East, Hugh McCartney and his wife, Margaret, a trade unionist. From 1974, Hugh McCartney represented Dunbartonshire Central, then Clydebank and Milngavie from 1983 after boundary changes. Hugh was a low-profile MP, a Scottish Whip and active in the TGWU and Scottish groups of Labour MPs. He retired from Parliament in 1987 and died in 2006.

Hugh McCartney may have been ‘low profile’, but he’ll have had all the dirt necessary to give to other people who may have been able to use it very effectively.

Hugh and Ian McCartney came from the same neck of the woods as Dennis Canavan and Canavan’s protege, Scotland’s FM Jack McConnell, who both put their knowledge of dirty deals made at the expense of other people to excellent use (see post ‘Badlands’).

Educated at Lenzie Academy, Ian McCartney left the school at the age of 15 ‘under a bit of a cloud’ without any qualifications or school prizes. He led a paper-boys’ strike at the age of fifteen and had a number of jobs after leaving school, including a seaman, a local government manual worker, and a kitchen worker. He was a Councillor for Abram ward, Wigan, 1982-87.

McCartney was elected for Makerfield at the 1987 General Election. Makerfield was on the stomping ground of Dafydd and Tony Francis’s mates who were running the Manchester psychiatric services when McCartney was elected. Which was also when Mary Wynch, Alison Taylor and I would not shut up.

This is a man who was hoping to become PM in June 1987, who knew Tony Francis and was absolutely bloody desperate to keep what was happening in north Wales quiet:

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This is his wife, who grew up in Holyhead and who’s parents were personal friends of many of those who colluded with Dafydd and the gang:

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Ian McCartney was one of the founders of the All-Party Parliamentary Rugby League Group in 1987 and was its first Chairman. He held a number of positions during Labour’s period in opposition and was variously a Spokesman on Health, Employment, Education and Social Services. In 1994, McCartney ran Prezza’s successful campaign to become Labour’s Deputy Leader. McCartney described himself on his parliamentary notepaper as the ‘Socialist MP for Makerfield’. 

McCartney was made Minister of State at the DTI following the 1997 General Election when Labour came to power. While at the DTI he introduced a major package of new employment rights that included whistleblowing protection and the National Minimum Wage and the first-ever right to paid holidays and steered the Competition Act through Parliament. As a former low-paid worker who had been sacked upon asking for a pound pay rise after having a child, McCartney later described the minimum wage as very important to him, saying that he would have ‘died in the ditch’ for it. During this time he was also responsible for employment relations, the Post Office, Company Law and inward investment.

I don’t know what Ian McCartney thought that he had done to protect whistleblowers, but it has been acknowledged that they are afforded no protection at all in the NHS. Furthermore, social care workers are very often paid below the National Minimum Wage.

McCartney was moved to be Minister of State at the Cabinet Office in 1999, where he was responsible for modernising Gov’t and E-Government. In 2001, McCartney became Minister of State for Pensions at the DWP and he was promoted to the Cabinet as Minister Without Portfolio and Party Chair in April 2003.

Between Oct 2004 and Oct 2005, McCartney was Chairman of the Labour Party in two capacities – as the Party Chair (appointed by the party’s leader) with a seat in the Cabinet and as the Chair of the NEC (elected by the members of the NEC). He was also Chair of the Party’s National Policy Forum, which formulates Labour party policy. The NPF also oversaw the ‘Big Conversation’ project, which saw the Labour Gov’t try to consult the general public on the future direction of Party and Gov’t policy. Trusted by both leadership and membership, he was seen as a key link between the Government and the wider Labour movement.

McCartney ‘worked to make the role of Party Chair a voice for Labour Party members within the Labour Government’. As architect of the Warwick Agreement by Labour’s National Policy Forum, he was a key figure in co-ordinating the election manifesto for Labour’s third term General Election campaign. In 2006 McCartney took a three-month leave of absence following heart by-pass surgery. His return to frontline politics was marked by his speech to the Labour Party 2006 Spring Conference in Blackpool. He returned to Gov’t as Minister of State for Trade in May 2006, attending Cabinet, but stepped down in 2007 when Gordon became PM.

Beginning in October 2007 McCartney worked with the construction, engineering and nuclear energy company Fluor, providing them with advice in anti-corruption and business ethics policies; political, economic, environmental and regulatory issues; and outside relations including working with trade unions. After details of this position were published in the Indie, McCartney stated unequivocally that he personally receives none of the remuneration for this role, instead using part of the fee to employ someone in the Commons from his Makerfield constituency. The remainder is used to support the Women’s Interlink Foundation, a charity based in India which rescues street children and disadvantaged women who are exposed to poverty and sometimes at the risk of rape and murder, providing them with clean drinking water, health treatments, housing and education.

In August 2008, after admitting that some of his claims for furnishing his second home were ‘inappropriate,’ McCartney repaid £15,000 of expenses claimed for among other items, a dining table, 18-piece dinner set and champagne glasses. McCartney had asked for the review and although only a portion of the amount was deemed excessive McCartney said he felt strongly that the full amount should be returned. McCartney commented that as a senior Minister he held meetings at home and ‘had to feed guests’.

In May 2009 after stepping down citing health issues, McCartney said his family had urged him to step down following a further bout of illness after his 2005 heart surgery and that he was also being treated for disc injury and was possibly facing further surgery.

McCartney was formerly chair of Healthwatch Wigan, resigning from the post in 2016.

McCartney was married firstly to Jean (née Murray), with whom he had son Hugh and daughters Yvonne and Karen, later divorcing. Hugh died aged 23 of a drugs overdose in 1999 in his flat in Parkhead. 

Parkhead is a very run down part of Glasgow, near the site of what used to be the Gorbals. I had the misfortune to be detained – unlawfully of course, why would anyone have ever done anything different – in Parkhead Hospital a few years ago (see previous posts). The Angels at Parkhead made their contempt for the local area clear and stated that they would never live there themselves. At Parkhead I and other patients witnessed staff stealing large quantities of prescription medication and I and other patients were assaulted by the staff. Every law that could be broken was broken and the TV on the ward was picking up subscription only porn channels. The patients had no access to the TV controls, so that was a member of staff who was responsible for that.

When I finally got out of Parkhead, I discovered that the hospital had been due for closure for years but it just hadn’t happened, although it was deemed to be not fit for purpose. Furthermore there had been a number of high profile deaths and scandals at Parkhead. When I was admitted, the walls of my room had blood and human hair on them. I presumed that someone had experienced their head been bashed against the wall just before I arrived. If that was the case, there will have been no investigation into any complaint. I wrote to Scottish Gov’t Ministers when I got out of Parkhead. No action was taken…

I took photos of the dreadful conditions in Parkhead Hospital only to be pursued by an Angel yelling at me that ‘taking photos isn’t allowed’. Just as well for that Angel, because the conditions in that hospital could and should have led to legal action on the part of the patients.

Ian’s son Hugh, known as ‘Shug’, had battled drug addiction since his teenage years. Only recently released from prison, he had been trying to break his habit. In 2002, McCartney gave an interview with the ‘Sunday Herald’ discussing his son’s experiences in the justice system and how he [Ian McCartney] believed ‘the way we deal with addicts sentenced his son to death’. 

Scottish Hughs are often called Shugs. The addict with whom Sheena, Lord Jack McConnell’s old friend from Stirling, was in a relationship was a Shug. Sheena was involved with the Shug just after she did everything that she could to destroy my friends’ lives. The friends who had been at Stirling University with Lord Jack and who knew what had happened to me in north Wales. When Sheena was causing chaos, my friends were discussing making a film about what was happening in north Wales, but they were sacked from their jobs at the Royal Television Society and the BBC just after Sheena left the scene, so that never happened (see post ‘Badlands’).

Strange but true

One of those friends pioneered getting the sack as a result of pressure from media big wigs who toadied to corrupt Gov’ts in 1985, when she was working at the Edinburgh Fringe box office and refused to pull strings to bag Samuel Brittan a ticket for the Fringe, when the tickets had sold out anyway. Samuel wrote a very angry letter to his friend who was appalled at my friend’s ‘rudeness’ in refusing to work fiddles for the brother of the Home Secretary who concealed the crimes of Dafydd et al. This was Samuel’s friend – who promised that he’d get Samuel a ticket:

Michael Grade

Yes, it is he, Lord Grade of Shameless Toadying. Who demanded my friend’s head on a plate just when her mum and dad were giving me advice re dealing with the north Wales mental health services (see post ‘The Cry Of The Lunatic’).

Here’s Lord Jack, as he appears on the blog of the Campaign for Human Rights at Glasgow University:

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For details of my friends’ experiences at the hands of gangsters just before they came under attack from Sheena and when they were frozen out by other mates of Lord Jack’s, see post ‘The Turn Of The Screw’.

 

My post ‘Badlands’ provided details of the MP who preceded Hilary Benn in the constituency of Leeds Central, Derek Fatchett. I mentioned that Derek Fatchett came to a swift, untimely end at a relatively young age – massive heart attack, a la John Smith and Robin Cook. Derek Fatchett’s PPS, Denis MacShane, is still alive, but Mr MacShane has certainly had his fair share of trouble.

Denis MacShane (born Denis Matyjaszek) was the Labour MP for Rotherham, 1994-2012. He served in the Labour Gov’t as Minister of State for Europe, 2002-05.

Denis MacShane is now notorious because of events of five or six years ago. In Nov 2012, MacShane was suspended from the Labour Party after the Commons Standards and Privileges Committee found that he had submitted 19 false invoices ‘plainly intended to deceive the parliamentary expenses authority’. The same day MacShane announced his intention to resign as MP for Rotherham. In Nov 2013 MacShane pleaded guilty to false accounting at the Old Bailey, by submitting false receipts for £12,900. On 23 Dec 2013 Mr Justice Sweeney (Sir Nigel Sweeney) sentenced MacShane to six months in prison. He served his sentence in HM Belmarsh Prison and HM Brixton and subsequently by wearing an electronic tag. 

MacShane was born in Glasgow to an Irish mother, Isobel MacShane and Jozef Matyjaszek, a Pole who had fought in WWII and who took British nationality in 1950.

MacShane was educated at the independent St Benedict’s School in Ealing, before going on to Merton College, Oxford. He worked for the BBC, 1969-77, including as a newsreader and reporter for BBC Radio Birmingham. He changed his surname to his mother’s maiden name at the request of his employers. He was fired by the BBC after using a fake name to call the radio phone-in programme he worked on at the time. During the call, MacShane accused Tory MP Reginald Maudling of being a crook, with the MP threatening to sue as a result. Maudling served as Chancellor of the Exchequer in Macmillans’s Gov’t and as Home Secretary under Heath. Maudling’s career ended because it was crystal clear that he was indeed a crook. Maudling was involved with John Poulson and his large scale corruption; Poulson in turn was linked to T. Dan Smith and his huge corrupt empire which began in Newcastle-upon-Tyne and ended up stretching as far as London. Poulson has latterly been alleged to have been involved with the paedophile/trafficking ring in Yorkshire. See previous posts for more information on Reggie Maudling. 

MacShane supported Solidarity in Poland, where he was arrested in 1982 for attending a demo and deported. He became an activist for the NUJ and later its President, 1978-79. MacShane was Policy Director of the International Metal Workers’ Federation, from 1980-92. He completed a PhD at Birkbeck in 1990.

MacShane first contested a parliamentary seat at the Oct 1974 General Election, when he failed to win Solihull. In 1984, he was shortlisted for the post of Labour Party Communications Director, but Mandy was appointed instead. For the 1992 General Election, MacShane attempted to secure a nomination for Coventry South East, Neath and Rotherham – all the attempts were unsuccessful.

This suggests that the knives were out for MacShane when the Windbag was on the throne.

MacShane was elected to the Commons for Rotherham in 1994. He was a member of the Deregulation Select Committee, 1996-97 and served as PPS to a succession of ministers in the 1997-2001 Parliament. MacShane was appointed junior Minister for Foreign and Commonwealth Affairs in June 2001, with responsibility for the Balkans and Latin America. He caused embarrassment to the Gov’t in 2002 by describing Hugo Chavez as a ‘ranting, populist demagogue’ and compared him to Mussolini. Afterwards, MacShane had to make clear that the British Gov’t did deplore the attempted coup to remove the democratically elected Chavez, which had prompted MacShane’s comments. 

In November 2001, an article was published in ‘The Observer’ under Khalid Mahmood’s name supportive of the war in Afghanistan headlined ‘The Five Myths Muslims Must Deny’. A few days later however, it was revealed that it had not in fact been written by Mahmood, but by MacShane; Mahmood had agreed to put his name to the article after Lord Ahmed of Rotherham had refused to. Mahmood’s actions were condemned by Inyat Bunglawala from the Muslin Council of Britain, who said, ‘MacShane then found Mahmood – universally regarded as being not exactly the brightest spark in parliament – to be a more willing instrument for his scheme’.

In 2002, MacShane became Minister for Europe in a reshuffle. After the 2005 General Election MacShane was dropped from the Gov’t. His position was considered to be untenable after comments he made to a meeting of Durham Labour Students in which he described Gordon Brown’s five economic tests for joining the European single currency as, ‘a bit of a giant red herring’.

When contacted by ‘The Scotsman’ about whether or not he made the comments MacShane responded: ‘Jesus Christ, no. I mean, ‘red herring’ is not one of my favourite metaphors. If you think any Labour MP saying the Prime Minister’s most important policy is a red herring, then they would not survive long in the job.’ He had been recorded on a dictaphone, and the tape was played on both the ‘Today’ programme and BBC News 24. MacShane wrote in ‘Tribune’ ‘I have no idea why I was removed as a Minister and it does not worry me in the slightest.’

MacShane was appointed a member of the Privy Council in 2005 but resigned his membership in 2013.

MacShane has been involved in other foreign relations fields, including in relation to the Middle East. He was a member of Labour Friends of Israel Policy Council for many years. In 2003, he criticised Muslim community leaders, saying they did not do enough to condemn acts of Islamic terrorism.

MacShane was a supporter of the 2003 invasion of Iraq and strongly supported Blair’s foreign policy in relation to the Middle East and elsewhere. In 2005, he signed on to the Henry Jackson Society principles, advocating a proactive approach to the spread of liberal democracy across the world, including by military intervention. The society also supports ‘European military modernisation and integration under British leadership’. After returning to the backbenches in 2005, MacShane was appointed as a delegate to the Council of Europe and the NATO Parliamentary Assembly. 

Another issue on which MacShane was active as a parliamentarian was combating anti-semitism. He was Chair of the inquiry panel of the All-Party Parliamentary Group against Anti-Semitism, which reported in September 2006. In March 2009, MacShane became Chairman of a think-tank on antisemitism, the European Institute for the Study of Contemporary Anti-semitism. 

MacShane was an advisory board member of the now defunct Just Journalism, a pro-Israeli media advocacy group which presented itself as a neutral voice monitoring reports about Israel in the UK media. Just Journalism had strong links with the Henry Jackson Society and shared an office with it.

After MacShane was forced to resign his seat, the ‘Jewish Chronicle’ wrote that his ‘fall from grace has been a blow for those who share his concerns about extremist politics, whether it is radical Islamism in the Middle East, neo-fascism at home or the rise of ultranationalist groups in Eastern Europe.’ In Nov 2013, Bright described MacShane as ‘one of’ the Jewish community’s ‘greatest champions’.

MacShane has been accused of repeatedly using false statistics in order to inflate the number of female victims of sex trafficking. In Jan 2007, he stated, ‘According to Home Office estimates, 25,000 sex slaves currently work in the massage parlours and brothels of Britain.’ MacShane repeated the figure in a 2008 debate, attributing it to the ‘Daily Mirror’. It was later claimed that no such figure exists as an estimate.

No-one actually knows how many female victims of sex trafficking there are. There is evidence that in some contexts there could have been inflation of the figures, because in order to gain protection from deportation/prosecution, some sex workers claimed to have been trafficked when they were not. However, there has been for many years not only massive collusion by all parts of the state with the sort of trafficking gangs that Dafydd facilitated, but a flat denial that those gangs existed. They did exist, by the 1980s they had linked up right across the UK and were operating on a pan-European level and no-one, no-one at all would help their targets. I can only imagine what the true state of affairs is now. Everyone is entirely in the dark, because no Gov’t has ever been honest about the scale of organised abuse/sex trafficking in the UK. Even today, the problem is only ever discussed in terms of South Asian criminal gangs targeting off-the-rails white working class girls or ‘slaves’ from Foreign Parts. Cartel of Top Doctors targeting university students who had the misfortune to become ill and then killing any witnesses? Don’t be ridiculous. Furthermore when they said no they meant yes. As Dafydd will confirm.

On 17 Dec 2008, MacShane initiated a debate about Britain’s libel laws in Parliament. Specifically, he described how the UK has become a destination for libel tourists as well as how various jurisdictions in the US were ready to pass measures designed to halt, at the minimum, reciprocal enforcement of civil judgments related to libel with the UK and quite possibly, to allow countersuit and the award of treble damages in the US against any person bringing a libel action in a non-US court against US publications or websites.

On 25 Aug 2010, The Guardian reported that MacShane admitted he was the MP involved in an incident with a volunteer with the new Independent Parliamentary Standards Authority: ‘On 11 May a volunteer had an encounter with an MP who was described as ‘very difficult … disruptive [and] angry’ during an induction session. The official report said: ‘At the 10 minute mark the volunteer burst into tears and a staff member [from Ipsa] attempted to intervene. When the staff member offered to help, the MP dismissed him as ‘condescending’, at which point another staff member pulled the volunteer (still in tears) out of the session.’ MacShane apologised for his conduct.

MacShane was publicly criticised by the Association of Political Thought for wrongly accusing the LSE Professor of Political and Gender Theory Anne Phillips of supporting prostitution and filling the minds of her students with ‘poisonous drivel’. As evidence of her supposed support for the latter, he cited a question from an LSE reading list about the ethical differences between legal waged labour and prostitution. MacShane later admitted that he had taken the question ‘out of context’. Labour MP Fiona Mactaggart subsequently called Professor Phillips’ views ‘frankly nauseating’ on the basis of the same evidence.

MacShane was a Patron of Supporters of Nuclear Energy and supported the development of a nuclear industry manufacturing centre in Rotherham. MacShane was employed as an adviser by United Utilities, Britain’s largest water company, during 2006 and 2007.

MacShane was MP for Rotherham during the period of large scale sexual abuse of children in the constituency. After the publication of the Independent Inquiry into Child Sexual Exploitation in Rotherham he said in a BBC radio interview that no-one had come to him with child abuse allegations during that period, but that he should have been more involved in the issue. Saying that he had done too little, he said he had been aware of what he saw as the problems of cousin marriage and the oppression of women within parts of the Muslim community in Britain, but: ‘Perhaps yes, as a true Guardian reader and liberal leftie, I suppose I didn’t want to raise that too hard. I think there was a culture of not wanting to rock the multicultural community boat if I may put it like that.’

In which case MacShane had done exactly what thousands of other people had done when anyone mentioned what was happening in some northern towns.

As part of the review of all MPs expenses, MacShane was ordered to repay £1,507.73 in wrongfully claimed expenses, with his appeals against the ruling being rejected. He was also alleged to have passed twelve invoices from the ‘European Policy Institute’ for ‘research and translation’ expenses to the parliamentary authorities and claimed for eight laptop computers in three years. A number of newspapers stated that the EPI was ‘controlled’ by MacShane’s brother, Edmund Matyjaszek, a claim which MacShane denied: ‘The EPI was set up 20 years ago by a network of people on the Left working in Europe and the US… Ed is my Brother, but simply administrates it.’

MacShane had previously written an article for ‘The Guardian’ in which he played down the expenses scandal, writing, ‘There will come a moment when moats and manure, bath plugs and tampons will be seen as a wonderful moment of British fiddling, but more on a Dad’s Army scale than the real corruption of politics.’

I think that MacShane’s perception is badly wrong, the public were outraged at what MPs had been getting away with. Yes, the duck house and the moat cleaning did cause a lot of hilarity, but nonetheless what had been going on was shameless and revealed just what a shocking bunch inhabited the Commons. No-one else in the UK could have claimed for a duck house, or the cleaning of a moat or for their tampons on work-related expenses. While those troughing bastards did that, I knew Empowered Service Users in north Wales who were genuinely too poor to afford dentistry and specs and I knew of one Empowered Service User who was having to skimp on the groceries to buy sanitary towels.

Neither was it just the Empowered Service Users who were faced with such harsh economic realities. In the 1980s and 90s, the bus which ran between Bethesda, Rachub and Bangor – which was packed at peak hours because there were so many people without cars – made a special stop at Kwik Save in Bangor, because it was by far the most popular shop with those on the bus who had families. Kwik Save had their own brand, ‘No Frills’. I was very short of money myself but I didn’t frequent Kwik Save because from what I could see, the No Frills line was substantially crisps, fizzy drinks, burgers etc, whereas I went for cheap ingredients to make meals. I had a close friend who was also an Empowered Service User, but unlike most of the rest of us, she was financially well-off, being married to a local successful businessman. My friend was a real laugh – she derived endless entertainment from Dafydd – and just constantly took the piss out of the bizarre world in which we found ourselves. One of the things that she was particularly interested in were the No Frills sanitary towels. She maintained that they summed up life in Bethesda. I could see the joke, but the reality was that there was a run on the No Frills sanitary towels because so many people living in and around Bangor were just so fucking poor that other options were unavailable to them.

My friend later split up with her husband and he came unstuck in a serious way. He acquired a much younger girlfriend, whom it transpired was a heroin addict. She lied, swindled, was severely emotionally abusive and he ended up penniless, having lost his business. This man was a solid Tory who had won the Queen’s Award for Industry. The young woman who ruined him was known to the drug treatment team in the Rhyl area. Who were agents of Dafydd. I’ve done a bit of triangulation of evidence. That man was targeted by an addict who would never normally have made a bee line for a middle aged Tory businessman. He had a weakness for young women and also had various psychological problems which made him particularly vulnerable. The mental health services knew about them, because it was his behaviour within the family that caused his wife such distress that she ended up in the hands of the Hergest Unit.

When my friend and her husband split up, they lost a lot of money on the sale of their house. They wanted a quick sale because of the fraught domestic situation and did get an offer as soon as they advertised the house, but those who bought the house drove a hard bargain. Who were they? Two Angels from the Hergest Unit, Lena and Jim Henry. Lena Henry ended up as the senior Angel who ran the Hergest Unit when it finally hit the buffers some 15 years ago and was deemed by many GPs as being far too dangerous to which to refer patients. Lena and Jim knew about my friend’s domestic situation, because one of them had been involved in her ‘care’ when she was an in-patient. Never mind confidentiality, let’s just use the info that we have gained during the course of our work to grab all that we can. Lena and Jim told their friends that they’d always liked my friend’s house but never thought that they could afford it. They also gossiped about my friend’s personal situation to third parties.

Lena’s sister Gwen Hughes worked as a secretary in the School of Education at Bangor University and felt able to tell other members of staff that she ‘knew all about’ me, because her sister ‘was a senior nurse at the Hergest Unit’. That’s right Gwen, she worked with a trafficking ring who murdered witnesses. Lena was someone who repeatedly perjured herself, which resulted in my arrest on two occasions.

Jim Henry used to work at Neuadd Deiniol, a truly appalling ‘nursing home’ in Bangor, owned by a crook called Tindall (see post ‘Feet In Chains’), which housed patients of Dafydd’s. Dafydd used to take his kids along to Neuadd Deiniol, where they insulted the patients and helped themselves to the food from the kitchen.

One man at Neuadd Deiniol was found dead after having choked on a ham sandwich. He was supposedly being observed every 20 mins. His dead body wasn’t discovered for an hour.

I witnessed Jim Henry use physical force to prevent a deeply distressed teenaged girl trying to walk out of Seiriol Ward, one of the psych wards in Ysbyty Gwynedd which pre-dated the Hergest Unit. She was sectioned ‘for her own safety’. After she was sectioned, a patient with drug problems – so he would have been one of Dafydd’s – who had spent the whole morning threatening female patients, walked up to the teenager and unprovoked, punched her in the face. Afterwards, she spent hours sitting on her bed crying. The assault was not reported to the police or to her parents, but an Angel called Mal Hendy, who lived in Bethesda and who knew many of the hippyish/alternative crowd socially, did sit next to her for 30 mins or so, presumably lest she received another punch in the face from Dafydd’s mate. This young woman’s assailant was very aggressive to the Angels as well, they did not like him. He used to shout at them that he wasn’t a fucking mental case, he just had addiction problems and he wanted a house and wouldn’t be leaving the ward until he got one and he wasn’t going in a fucking hostel either. He was quite right as well, that git stayed for free B&B until someone did indeed find a nice little North Wales Housing Association place for him, while other people were discharged to destitution if they said no to Neuadd Deiniol.

Jim Henry always knew what was best for distressed female Empowered Service Users. When he worked at the Hergest Unit, there was a lady of about 60 who had a drink problem and had been admitted with severe depression, who most unreasonably tried to walk around the garden where patients used to sit and feed the pigeons. Jim didn’t want the lady to walk around the garden, God knows why not, but he repeatedly told her not to do so. She did insist on walking around the garden, so Jim grabbed hold of her and hung onto her for a good 30 mins while he chatted to the other Angels, repeatedly interrupting his own conversation to tell her ‘you are NOT going to walk around that garden’. The lady was soon discharged and a few months later was found dead. The Hergest staff comforted themselves by telling each other that she had been an alkie for most of her life.

Jim Henry was Scottish and liked a drink himself. Jim liked a flutter on the horses as well. In fact when I was on Bangor railway station one day, I came across Jim and a big gang of Angels from Ysbyty Gwynedd, pissed out of their heads, in their Sunday Best, just having come back from the races at Chester.

Like many of the psych Angels in north Wales, Jim wasn’t what you’d call cultured, but he was proud that he’d done his Training as an Angel. Someone once told me that before Jim did his Training, he didn’t have a stable job and got by with a bit of ‘ducking and diving’. I suspect that was a euphemism for ‘being a petty criminal’.

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Back in the mid-1990s, Jim and Lena’s favourite hang-out in Bangor was a pub called, most appropriately, Angels Bar, in Bangor. On a summer evening, the Empowered Service Users could walk past Angels – Neuadd Deiniol was just further down the road – and see Jim, Lena and the other Angels getting bladdered and enjoying a smoke.

I bet that Lena never purchased No Frills sanitary towels.

To return to my friend whom Lena and Jim gossiped about and relieved of a house on their own very favourable terms. She moved away from Bangor and ended up with a very happy existence. Her husband didn’t of course, the addict known to Dafydd and the ‘drugs team’ wrecked his life. This was just after the Waterhouse Report had been published.

Christ Almighty there’s a witness out there who isn’t a former kid in care, isn’t an Empowered Service User, hasn’t got a criminal record, OH SHIT he’s a Tory-voting successful businessman who met Thatcher and won the Queen’s Award for Industry, we’d better fix that and fast, now what was it that his wife told us about him when she was so distressed that she ended up being admitted to hospital…We’ll just access those medical records and don’t Lena and Jim know the family as well???

Er – so why did Lena Henry, just another not very good Angel who assisted a paedophile gang along with many other not very good Angels who also assisted a paedophile gang, end up in an NHS management position in which she failed as dismally as all of her colleagues?

Perhaps Gwen Hughes, Lena’s sister who worked as a secretary at Bangor University, who knew all about me, could enlighten us.

The Top Doctors hadn’t finished with my friend’s family once they’d destroyed her former husband.  My friend had two children and she was particularly close to her eldest daughter. Her daughter knew me, knew how we were all treated by Dafydd et al and when she was doing A levels, she had worked at Neuadd Deiniol and told her mum how badly the patients were treated there. Years later my friend’s daughter qualified as a teacher. A Top Doc from north Wales contacted the authorities and declared her unfit to teach because she had, as a teenager, suffered from bulimia and therefore she ‘might run out of the classroom to make herself sick’.

That’s nothing. According to the corrupt expert witness Robert Kehoe, I was unfit to teach because I might set fire to the school if I had a row with another teacher. Well I did that on a daily basis didn’t I, I expect that I did that when I worked at Bangor University as well, perhaps Gwen Hughes would like to make a police statement providing full details.

Gwen’s statement could be backed up by a statement from Professor Colin Baker aka Toad, who’s wife worked at Ysbyty Gwynedd. Toad was a Professor in the School of Education at Bangor who, serving as Professor Fungus Lowe’s loyal assistant, implemented the plan to force my PhD supervisor out of his job as soon as I finished my PhD. Someone else suffered as a result of Toad’s desperation to blacklist anyone who worked with me as well. When I was doing my PhD, I got to know the VC’s secretary quite well, because she had just finished her degree in social sciences and was interested in doing a PhD on a topic related to my PhD. So she asked me if I could help supervise her and we discussed writing a paper together to get her off the ground. She told Toad that she was thinking of doing this and for some reason Toad told her that my academic background was unsuitable for her to be working with me and he recommended that she work with the crook, plagiarist and former social worker with Dafydd’s gang, Dr Duckula Morris, instead (see eg. post ‘Badlands’ for just a little of what Duckula got up to).

The VC’s secretary took Toad’s advice – well Toad was a Professor of Education who was suddenly taking an interest in her career. Within three months, this secretary had fallen out with the VC in a big way and handed in her resignation. I never quite worked out what the row was about, because she’d worked as his secretary for years, well before he was appointed as VC and always told me that he was a wonderful boss, the best in the University.
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The VC’s secretary left her job at the University, her ambitions to do a PhD were abandoned and she took another job. I bumped into her about two years later in Spar in Penygroes. She told me that leaving her job at the University was the biggest mistake that she had ever made, the wonderful new job that she had been offered when she resigned from the University had turned out to be a bloody nightmare and she had never worked with such twisted people in her life. She subsequently resigned. The VC’s secretary had left the University to work as a senior secretary with Gwynedd Social Services.

Strange but true

As for Duckula, who was so highly recommended to the VC’s secretary by Toad, Duckula’s own PhD student failed his viva and had to rewrite. The external examiner made it clear that his supervision had been nowhere near appropriate. Duckula had ‘supervised’ Cynog single handedly. Other people knew that Duckula didn’t know her arse from her elbow and that he was heading for a crash, but she wouldn’t take advice from anyone and screamed at them to keep away from Cynog.

Perhaps Toad’s finest hour came when it was discovered one year that the exam results from Bangor Law School were so bad that more than half of the students had failed. So in his capacity as PVC for Teaching and Learning, Toad ordered that all results should upgraded to ensure that everyone passed. At the time, law graduates at Bangor were being blacklisted by law firms because of concerns regarding practices and low standards at Bangor Law School.

Nice work Toad, several careers ruined out of your loyalty to a paedophile gang and a load of people given law degrees that they later found were worthless.

I witnessed Toad give a welcome speech to one intake of new students at Bangor during which he stressed that although students now pay high tutition fees and allegations were appearing in the media that universities were selling degrees, no-one bought a degree from Bangor University. Except of course if one was a student in the Law School, a PhD student in the Business School, an Angel doing a PhD in the School of Healthcare Sciences…. I could continue but I’ll leave the anecdotes for another post, should the paedophiles’ friends carry on screaming and stamping their feet.

Toad was a Professor of Education who did his first degree in the Psychology Dept in Bangor. Which at the time was ruled by Dafydd. Dafydd’s daughter Dwynwen completed a PhD in Psychology at Bangor although the results of her first degree were too poor for her to be offered a place to undertake a PhD. Dafydd had a word…

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In 2008, Denis MacShane supported Speaker Michael Martin, calling for Conservative MP Douglas Carswell to be disciplined for saying that Martin aka Gorbals Mick should resign for failing to do enough to prevent the abuse of parliamentary expense claims.

MacShane was suspended by the Labour Party as a result of questions raised over his own expenses claims and re-admitted in July 2012, but was then suspended again on 2 November 2012 after a parliamentary committee found that he had submitted 19 false invoices for expenses that were ‘plainly intended to deceive. Later that day, MacShane announced that he would be resigning from Parliament. 

It was reported on 14 October 2010 that the Parliamentary Commissioner for Standards had referred an expenses-related complaint about MacShane from the BNP to the Metropolitan Police. The matter referred was his claiming of expenses totalling £125,000 for his constituency office, the office being his garage. The Labour Party suspended MacShane from the PLP pending the outcome.

In June 2011, the Torygraph highlighted further discrepancies in MacShane’s expenses which had been uncovered by former independent candidate Peter Thirlwall. As a result, MacShane held an emergency meeting with House of Commons officials and agreed to repay a further £3,051.38. The lengthy investigation concluded on 4 July 2012 with an announcement that the Met would take no further action,  but it was reported on 21 Jan 2013 that the police were to re-open the expenses claims investigation involving MacShane.

On 11 July 2013 the CPS announced that MacShane would be charged with false accounting involving the creation of £12,900 of fake receipts. He continued to write columns for ‘The Guardian’ as well as appearing on television programmes relating to European affairs both in Britain and in other European countries. On 18 November 2013 MacShane pleaded guilty to false accounting at the Old Bailey and on 23 Dec 2013, he was jailed for six months. When he was released from prison, MacShane was tagged electronically.

In 2014, Denis MacShane was forcibly ejected from the premises of the European Parliament for ‘loitering’.

I don’t think that MacShane has always conducted himself as he should have and I found the en masse swindling of the Parliamentary expenses system very unacceptable. However, throughout his whole career, MacShane does not seem to have behaved any worse than many other MPs, some of whom have been rewarded with peerages. Even MacShane’s abuse of the expenses system was no worse than that of some of his colleagues, yet he was the only MP who went to prison. Furthermore, MacShane went to Belmarsh. A high security prison which houses people convicted of terrorist offences. Since when has fiddling expenses equated to terrorism?

The incident in 2010 when MacShane was accused of causing a volunteer for the IPSA distress, could have been a result of MacShane behaving dreadfully and really upsetting someone. Or that young woman might have been doing what the Angels of north Wales have been doing for decades in the face of patients who challenge their abuse of patients – turning on the taps and maintaining that they’ll never recover from this trauma.

As for the 2014 occasion on which MacShane was ejected from the premises of the European Parliament for ‘loitering’ – was MacShane doing anything other than loitering? Presumably not, or we’d have heard about it. Since when has loitering justified being physically chucked out of somewhere, unless MacShane was loitering in the ladies loos? That European Parliament will be enormous, with loads of people coming and going, MacShane doing a bit of loitering will barely have been noticeable.

I get the impression that someone somewhere really has it in for Denis MacShane and they have had it in for him for a very long time and in a very big way.

Denis has had a great deal of bad luck in his personal life as well. From 1975 to 1981, MacShane had a relationship with broadcaster Carol Barnes. Their daughter, Clare Barnes, died in March 2004 after her parachute failed to open on her 200th skydiving jump in Australia. MacShane married Liliana Kłaptoć, originally from Poland, in 1983, but the relationship lasted only a few years. In 1987, he married Nathalie Pham. They divorced in 2003. His relationship with feminist journo Joan Smith ended in 2010 after seven years. In 2012, he began a relationship with the economist Vicky Pryce, who had been married to the former Energy Secretary Chris Huhne. 

Vicky and Chris were famously jailed some years ago. Vicky had wanted to see her husband in serious trouble after a marital bust-up and had been greatly assisted in her criminality by Constance Briscoe aka Miss Pissabed, a Black Woman Barrister who made her name by writing a misery memoir about her child abuse at the hands of her mother. Her mother maintained that the story was complete fantasy and sued Miss Pissabed for libel. Miss Pissabed’s mother lost the case and Miss Pissabed flogged yet more interviews about her Journey.

Pissabed also carried out a citizens arrest on a London cabbie whom she maintained had been so angered at the sight of a Well Dressed Black Woman that he had yelled at her that she was a ‘black cunt’. The cabbie denied that he had ever done any such thing. My thoughts on reading the story were that well-dressed black women are not at all unusual in London, cabbies make a good living out of carting them around for exorbitant fares and it was certainly fortunate that after being insulted by the cabbie, Miss Pissabed was able to hop straight into the cab behind, pursue the offensive cabbie through the congested streets of London, catch up with him and perform a citizen’s arrest.

Miss Pissabed was a friend and neighbour of Vicky Pryce’s and agreed to help ensure that Chris Huhne, Vicky’s husband and a Lib Dem MP, was charged with a criminal offence after Chris had an affair. Everyone was subsequently caught and jailed, including Miss Pissabed. Miss Pissabed is no longer a barrister or judge – Miss Pissabed had specialised in children’s and mental health cases, who had maxed out on her position as being the nearest thing to an Empowered Service User that the judiciary could produce. Miss Pissabed knew a great deal about child abuse and mental health law and not because she had been a Victim. Miss Pissabed found out all about Dafydd et al because Miss Pissabed had as a whippersnapper worked at Took’s Court, with Michael Mansfield and his Radical Conscience. Who ignored what I told him was happening to me in north Wales in 1993.

Miss Pissabed grew up in Camberwell, where the trafficking gang facilitated by Dafydd’s mates at the Maudsley operated. She did her law degree at Newcastle, the hub of another gang linked to Dafydd et al.

After leaving prison, Vicky Pryce wrote a prison memoir about being an Oppressed Woman which dwelt on the friendship that she found among other inmates and the unacceptability of prison issue knickers. Vicky returned to her former job as a Gov’t economist and was on the ‘Today’ programme within weeks of being released from prison. Vicky initially stated that she wrote her memoir because she was going to campaign on behalf of prisoners, but that seems to have been forgotten now.

The world agreed that Chris Huhne was a Bastard, what with having an extra-marital affair with a woman who was bisexual.

Miss Pissabed was released early from prison but at least the ‘Daily Mail’ have stopped publishing interviews with her about her extensive cosmetic surgery and expensive clothes in which she was described as a ‘role model’.

See previous posts for further information about the phenomenon which is Miss Pissabed.

MacShane’s partner Carol Lesley Barnes was a TV newsreader and broadcaster who worked for ITN, 1975-2004. Carol was born in Norwich and attended St Martin-in-the-Fields School for Girls, Tulse Hill, London. She left school at the age of 16, taking a number of jobs for a year, before leaving to study for A levels at a local poly. Carol graduated from Sheffield University and then completed a PGCE at Birmingham University.

Carol started her working life as a supply teacher, but decided to switch to a career in media and held various posts including PR officer for the Royal Court Theatre in London and sub-editor on ‘Time Out’, before moving into broadcasting, working for Independent Radio News. She was one of the original news team members at the launch of LBC in 1973 and then worked as a reporter for BBC Radio 4 for a year, before joining ITN in 1975. During her time as an ITN reporter, Carol covered the Troubles in N Ireland and the Brixton riots in 1981. She made her name as a reporter with ITN on the lunchtime news in the late 1970s, but her first stint as a newscaster came in March 1980 when she was a presenter on the News at 5:45. Carol was a regular presenter on the ITN Lunchtime News and ITN’s weekend news bulletins, July 1985 -March 1989 and then again, Jan 1991-1998. During the intervening period, she was a presenter of the Channel 4 Daily breakfast programme. Carol regularly fronted the ITN flagship News at Ten programme, as well as other current affairs programmes. Barnes left ITN in 1999 and then returned in 2003 to work on their short-lived 24-hour ITV News Channel until she left in 2004. 

Carol Barnes will have known about the Westminster Paedophile Ring, including Kincora and Dafydd’s involvement and links with it all. Furthermore, she’ll have acquired a great deal of information about the corruption and serious criminality involved when she was in a relationship with Denis MacShane.

No wonder someone really hates Denis.

Denis ended up being investigated by the Met for doing no more than many other MPs had done in 2012. By which time Operation Pallial was re-investigating the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal and the Macur Review of the Waterhouse Inquiry was on the way.

Tony Francis killed himself in 2012.

In 2013 Denis was imprisoned. By which time I had been illegally incarcerated at Parkhead Hospital and then transferred to the Heddfan Unit at Wrexham Maelor Hospital. Unlawfully and unnecessarily.

Carol’s daughter from her relationship with Denis died in that skydiving accident in March 2004. Which was just about when I appeared in court for ‘threats to kill’ – the charges were withdrawn on the first day of the trial. My documents show that numerous people committed perjury and conspiracy in an attempt to have me imprisoned.

Carol also had a son James, after she married ITN cameraman Nigel Thomson.

Carol lived in Brighton, the location of John Allen’s brothels, to which he trafficked children in care from north Wales. The firebomb which killed five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal was thrown into a building in Brighton in April 1992 (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’). Carol became a local magistrate in 1999, until forced to stand down after being convicted of a drink-driving offence in 2004, shortly after her daughter’s death. A lot of people will have been waiting for an excuse to get Carol off of that bench and I know magistrates who have done rather worse than driving when drunk.

On 4 March 2008, it was reported that Carol Barnes had suffered a life-threatening stroke that had left her in a coma. The Top Doctors did not expect her to recover and several of her closest friends also voiced these fears.  Her son James gave doctors permission to switch off her life support system after they had warned him that there was no ‘reasonable hope’ that she would recover. While Barnes was dying in hospital, her London flat was burgled.

I know a few people who have recovered from conditions after the Top Docs maintained categorically that they never would.

I’m sure that Brown knows that if a Top Doc ever asks him if they can turn off my life support machine, I want him to say NO, because the Top Docs cannot be believed, particularly in the case of witnesses to the crimes of Dafydd and the gang….

After Carol Barnes died, ‘The Argus’ newspaper in Brighton named their Courageous Child of the Year Award after her. The Carol Barnes Courageous Child of the Year Award is one of around 20 awards given to ‘unsung yet deserving heroes of Sussex’ at an annual ceremony, hosted by the newspaper.

The 1992 Brighton firebomb did receive coverage in the local press but the questions which needed asking never were asked. Presumably the Courageous Children who work in the media didn’t want to find that their parachutes failed to open or that the Top Docs were going to switch their life support machines off.

After my ‘threats to kill’ trial collapsed in 2004, the North West Wales NHS Trust unlawfully refused to treat me for any condition and had me arrested on every occasion on which I sought medical help. The Trust refused to refer me to anywhere else. Witness statements were submitted by members of the public who knew that this was happening. The statements were ignored and those witnesses were then threatened by NHS staff as well. CCTV footage of a Senior Angel in Ysbyty Gwynedd A&E, Stephen Gallagher, which showed Gallagher screaming at me, threatening me, refusing to treat me and calling the police although I had not committed any crime, was destroyed by Martin Jones, the Chief Exec of the North West Wales NHS Trust. The Welsh Gov’t knew about all these events and received much documentary evidence. No action was ever taken against anyone. See previous posts.

I was subjected to Gallagher’s onslaught some six hours after my father died. He died very slowly and very painfully at the hands of the Top Docs in Somerset. My best friend from school, who knew what happened to me at the hands of Dafydd et al, gave birth to her first baby in Musgrove Park Hospital, Taunton, where my father died. Her baby died shortly after birth. She was told by an independent obstetrician that her baby undoubtedly died as a result of negligence but that the staff were all going to lie if she took legal action. My friend invited the family GP to her baby’s funeral. After the funeral he told her husband that she ‘was not good breeding material’.

Dr Johnson of Cannington Health Centre, you are so fucking twisted that you ought to relocate to north Wales, they’d welcome you with open arms.

Town Called Malice
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Carol Barnes’s son James hasn’t died in an unfortunate accident – at least not yet – but he’s certainly had his fair share of difficulties. An interview with James published by the ‘Evening Standard’ explained that James ended up in serious trouble shortly after Carol’s death. James had organised a memorial service for his mum for which ITN had told him that they would foot the bill. However James overspent, there was a row and James went out on the town in Brighton and got bladdered. After leaving a nightclub with a friend, they tried to re-enter when they realised that they had left their jackets behind. They were refused entry by the bouncer, who maintained that James carried out an ‘extremely violent and unprovoked assault’ on him. The police were called and James was then charged with assaulting two female police officers who were ‘injured’ by James when he ‘resisted arrest’. James maintained that he was distraught after his mum’s death, drunk and didn’t mean to assault anyone, let alone two women – according to James, it was a case of him in a scrum with five police officers and legs and arms flying everywhere. James was also sprayed in the face with pepper spray. James was convicted and received a suspended sentence, 200 hours community service and was ordered to pay £460 in compensation and costs.

I didn’t witness any of this and it may be that James was drunk, nasty and very violent. But there may be another interpretation. Accounts given to numerous people – as well as to Courts – of my conduct towards Top Doctors and Angels have included allegations that I too had launched ‘extremely violent and unprovoked attacks’ on various people, which included me trying to strangle, stab and throttle them. Some of these people also claimed to have been injured by me. When these people were asked to produce the evidence, in every single case they could not. It was admitted by their own lawyers that barefaced lies had been told to the police and on occasions in Court. No-one was ever investigated or prosecuted. I am not someone who gets pissed in nightclubs. I am female, have a middle class accent and am not the stereotype of a brawler. If I had been male and drunk, Dafydd et al would have had me in prison years ago. I was never assaulted by the police – although a small number of them hurled abuse at and threatened me – but I know witnesses to Dafydd’s wrongdoing in north Wales who definitely were assaulted by police, one man was nearly killed by them. In every case they were prosecuted and convicted. They lived the rest of their lives in north Wales being known as dangerous nutters. Because the courts handed them over to the mental health services after they had been convicted, they were loaded up with anti-psychotics which damaged their physical health, they lived in poverty and within a short time began feeling and looking very rough. So they looked like dangerous nutters as well. They weren’t all model citizens before their convictions, but they were not quite what the courts and mental health services pretended that that were.

But then those kids who ended up in Risley Remand Centre after being repeatedly raped and battered by Dafydd’s gang were not quite what the criminal justice system pretended they were either. See post ‘Include Me Out’.

As for bouncers, they don’t tend to be members of the liberal intelligentsia. Although I did know a bouncer in Bangor who was a graduate. Simon Worth, who had a degree in sports science. Simon Worth worked as a bouncer while he was doing his PhD and I heard him boasting to third parties of how he dragged one girl along the floor while ‘she was squealing like a pig’. After Simon failed his PhD, he applied to join the North Wales Police. At the time, the Chief Constable was Richard Brunstrom, who was desperately trying to clean up a deeply corrupt force. Simon’s application was rejected, which infuriated him, especially because according to Simon, it was only as a result of ‘something that happened when I was 19’. Not that Simon would come clean about what that something was. So Simon became a paramedic instead, the Welsh Ambulance Trust being far less fussy and full of thugs.

On one occasion Simon enjoyed sticking his head through the open window of my car and yelling at me when he was on duty. Simon later parted company with the Welsh Ambulance Trust after telling his mates that they were treating him terribly because ‘he was a whistleblower’. The Welsh Ambulance Service would indeed treat a whitsleblower terribly, but I don’t remember Simon blowing any whistles at all regarding what he knew was happening to me and others, including at the hands of the Welsh Ambulance Trust.

The Ambulance Service in north Wales were fully on board with Dafydd and the paedophiles, because it was the ambulances who would transport the unlawfully arrested and detained victims of the gang to the North Wales Hospital in the middle of the night. Police cars would have been noticed and could not have been passed off as a ‘caring’ service. I knew one ambulanceman in north Wales who was a ferocious wife beater, who was violent to his step-daughter because she was a Hergest patient and he hated nutters and who also told a Hergest patient whom he had to take to Ysbyty Gwynedd with breathing difficulties that ‘next time I’ll fucking let you die’. This ambulance man’s first wife had been incarcerated in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and was found dead, drowned on Denbigh moors, the day that she was released. Her poor husband was distraught, he had collected her from Denbigh and then as they were on their way home, his wife had Gone Mad, attacked him, overpowered him, escaped and run away across the Denbigh moor, never to be seen alive again…

 

‘I’m just a well motivated person who’s come to see ewe because I am so concerned for ewer well-being’ – Dafydd, 1986, when I had been unlawfully detained by the gang in Ysbyty Gwynedd.

‘I think I am a nice man, I’m kind to children’ – Dafydd circa 1989.

‘My children say their prayers before bed and I’m rather proud of that’ – Dafydd, press interview circa 1994.

Note the Caring Hands:

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

 

A paedophiles’ friend from north Wales was in the UK media yesterday – Guto Bebb, the Tory MP for Aberconwy, who featured on this blog recently. Guto is a former Plaid activist and was Chair of the Party in Caernarfon. He defected to the Conservatives after failing to be selected as the Plaid candidate for the seat on long-serving incumbent Dafydd Wigley’s retirement. Dafydd Wigley lived through the Peak Paedophile years in Gwynedd, Guto could not possibly have missed what was happening at the HQ of Gwynedd County Council in Caernarfon. I heard Guto interviewed on the ‘Today’ programme, complaining about Theresa and the ‘dangers’ of a No Deal Brexit. Guto got the violins and onions out, he told Justin Webb that ‘I have to be honest with you’ and talked about his ‘heavy heart’.

Guto, I have no idea how, inside your heavy heart, you actually feel about the gang of paedophiles with whom you have spent your whole life living and working cheek by jowl, but you really do need to speak out about them.

 

Diane Abbott has been in the ‘Morning Star’ praising the Fire Brigades Union. That is the FBU for which Ann Jones, the paedophiles’ friend who is the Labour AM for the Vale of Clwyd, spent many years working, as I mentioned in my post ‘It’s Just Another Gold Digger’. I mentioned in the same post that Vicky Knight, the President of the UCU, also worked for the FBU. Previous posts have explained how when I worked at Bangor University, the UCU rep Eileen Tilley was corrupt and had cultivated a chummy relationship with the corrupt HR Director, Lyn Meadows. Tilley undermined honest staff and supported staff who abused their positions. I was told that Tilley was hoping for a seat on the national executive of the UCU and that Lyn Meadows was giving her a helping hand towards that goal. Yesterday’s ‘Morning Star’ informed us that Vicky Knight is the TUC Women’s Committee Chair. Vicky wrote an article in the ‘Morning Star’ explaining how the TUC is leading the way in the fight against sexual harassment. Gosh, I’ve missed that Vicky…

A few days ago the ‘Morning Star’ reported that the FBU were involved in a legal case and were being represented by Thompsons. Thompsons have featured on this blog before. They are the lawyers who work for trade unions and throughout the years of Peak Paedophilia in north Wales, Thompsons loyally represented those unions who colluded with Dafydd et al and those unions even defended people who had abused kids after they had been convicted. Some of those who abused kids in north Wales were union reps themselves.

As Carwyn Jones approaches the end of his term as FM, there is a bit of movement in terms of those who wish to succeed him and their supporters. Owen Smith, the Labour MP for Pontypridd, has said that he’d like to see Vaughan Gething as FM. Vaughan is currently the Welsh Gov’t Health Minister who has refused to take any action in the face of the slaughter which continues apace in the NHS in north Wales. Vaughan has given those who have dared scream ‘but look at what’s happening’ a bollocking for ‘talking down the NHS’. I take this to be Vaughan’s version of Thatcher declaring people to be ‘moaning Minnies’. I can’t remember what crime the Moaning Minnies had committed, I expect they’d complained about being bludgeoned over the head by a truncheon wielded by a policeman or something trivial. It was even better when a load of people on the bones of their arse in a queue for a soup kitchen tried to talk to Thatch about their hardship, only for Thatch to bellow ‘cheer up, cheer up’ at them and walk away.

Before Vaughan Gething became an AM he was a lawyer. He worked for Thompsons. Vaughan’s supporter Owen was previously one of the most senior marketing managers at Pfizer.

Now I don’t want to hear any complaints about the nightmare scenario that is unfolding.

Cheer Up Pictures, Images, Graphics

 

 

The Turn Of The Screw

I have explained in previous posts how my documentation demonstrates that following my complaints about Dafydd and the paedophile gang, managers of Gwynedd Health Authority, Gwynedd Social Services and Clwyd Health Authority were tracking my addresses even when I was living in England. I have also detailed some of the unlawful methods that Alun Davies et al were using to gain this information when they were not passing the information directly on to each other as a result of the addresses that I had supplied in my letters of complaint. I have been told that the Top Docs in north Wales and their associates in other parts of the UK also used my CV – which accompanied my job applications – to trace people whom I went to school with or who taught me in order to nobble or bribe them or their families and friends. A lot of people who knew me at school or in the sixth form went into nursing and Brown and I knew a few others who went into medicine. It seems that nearly everyone was approached with a view to bribing or blackmailing them. Close friends of ours who would not be paid or threatened into doing dreadful things paid a high price for standing by us.

 

In 1986 I left Anglesey to begin my MSc at Hammersmith Hospital/RPMS. Getting affordable accommodation in London at that time was very difficult, so for my first few weeks in London I crashed out at my friends’ house in Bethnal Green. In my post ‘Oh, Lordy! It’s CR UK’ I described how I was targeted by a known sex offender who lived near Bethnal Green. Dafydd and the paedophile gang knew my address when I lived at Bethnal Green, because it was then that I was trying to pursue my complaint regarding my illegal detention in Ysbyty Gwynedd by Jackie Brandt and a Dr Perera of Gwynedd Health Authority, as well as the threats that had been made to me by Dafydd. My complaint was never investigated. After my second letter of complaint, Gwynedd County Council obtained a High Court injunction against me, on the basis of the perjury of social workers Jackie Brandt and Keith Fearns, although Fearns had never met me and Brandt had met me only two or three times (see post ‘ Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’). The injunction prevented me even writing to Gwynedd to pursue my complaints. Documents now in my possession show that Ron Evans, the crooked solicitor employed by Gwynedd County Council and Lucille Hughes, the Director of Gwynedd Social Services (and Dafydd’s mistress), had carefully planned and co-ordinated everything with the Top Doctors.

Not only was I targeted by the sex offender, but within days of moving in with my friends at Bethnal Green, one of my friends was followed home by some NF men every evening when he got off the tube who threatened to do him damage and insulted him for being gay. My friend isn’t gay, but he supposed that this was happening because he isn’t aggressively macho and there was NF activity/gay bashing in the area at the time. It could have been coincidental, this was before Bethnal Green had become gentrified, but now  that I know how many other of the unpleasant things happened because Dafydd and the gang sent thugs and nasties after us, I do wonder.

My friends in Bethnal Green were two of the friends who’s careers in the media were destroyed in 1991-92, along with my own career. I only stayed with them for a short while, because I was lucky enough to find a place in a shared house in Harringay fairly quickly. Interestingly enough, one of the other girls in the flat in Bethnal Green was incredibly hostile to me, although she knew that I had known one of her flatmates since I was 12 and another one since he was at university. I discovered the other day that Jules, the young woman who was so aggressive – and who constantly demanded of my friends that I should be pressurised into moving out, although she knew that I didn’t know anyone else in London with whom I could stay – was the girlfriend of John O’ Farrell, the writer and author who is a high profile Labour supporter. O’Farrell wrote for ‘Spitting Image’, ‘Alas Smith and Jones’, ‘Have I Got News For You’ and has written columns for the Indie and the Guardian as well as jokes for Blair and Gordon.

John O’Farrell is now married to someone else, but the lovely Jules knew some of what was happening in north Wales. Happy days John! Pursued by sex offenders and subjected to attempts to kill me and my friends!

 

Eventually my two friends moved out of Bethnal Green and into a house at Archway, near Highgate Cemetry. They were by then working for the Royal Television Society and the BBC. After I completed my MSc, I worked at the Cancer Research Campaign laboratories at Nottingham University and then worked for a team funded by the CRC at Surrey University, under Prof Vincent Marks, the brother of the then Chairman of the BMA Dr John Marks. Previous posts have detailed the research fraud and wrongdoing that I witnessed in these workplaces, the stealing of my data and its publication by someone else completely unknown to me and the links between people at my workplaces and Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends in north Wales. By the time that I was working at Surrey, Ken Clarke was Health Secretary and was in full battle with the BMA. Clarke knew about the criminality in north Wales and concealed it, as did the BMA. Because both parties were concealing the same criminals, their battle ended in stalemate.

My friends paid three months rent upfront when they moved into the house in Archway. They paid by cheque, so it could be demonstrated that they had paid. They did not deal with the owner of the property, but with the landlord’s agent, an Irishman going under the obviously false name of Mr Murphy, who described himself as an ‘hotel manager’. Mr Murphy looked frankly menacing, sporting sunglasses, a camel hair coat and leather gloves at all times. Furthermore Mr Murphy was often standing outside of the house without letting my friends know that he was there when I was visiting or staying with them.

My friends had only been in the house about three weeks when Mr Murphy ordered them to move out. He claimed that he had no record of them paying their rent. So they underwent the process of tracing the passage of their rent cheque and it was clear that the cheque had indeed been paid and to Mr Murphy. Murphy then simply started intimidating them. The tactics included cutting off the electricity and then the water, after telling the utility companies involved that my friends were squatters. My friends stood up to him, so Murphy arrived with builders who removed their bathroom. They were determined not to be intimidated but realising that they were dealing with a crook and an increasingly threatening crook, they sought advice from the harassment officer of Islington Council, knowing that Islington boasted of such a service for tenants receiving aggro. Murphy then had a load of rubble dumped in their house.

When my mates were living in Archway, the gangster Nicholas van Hoogstraten’s methods of dealing with his tenants – Hoogstraten owned huge swathes of property in London and Brighton – received a lot of publicity and they were identical to Mr Murphy’s. Hoogstraten too never dealt with tenants himself, he used intermediates. There was much discussion as to whether my friends might be living in one of Hoogstraten’s properties. They were subsequently offered a flat in Peckham, which Islington Council had organised for them.

My mates were very relieved to get away from Mr Murphy, but they found themselves out of the frying pan into the fire. After moving into the flat at Peckham, a friendly neighbour – of which there were some – warned them that the estate was so dangerous that they should not go out alone after dark and furthermore, it had somehow become known on the estate that they worked in professional jobs and were at risk of being ‘yuppy taxed’ – beaten up and robbed – although they were young with not much money. Two weeks after they moved in, whilst they were at work, their flat was broken into and cleared out. The door had been smashed right in, in spite of the multiple locks. They replaced it with an iron grate thing which they called ‘the portcullis’.

After a few weeks in Peckham, one of my friends was out driving when an addict loaded up with heroin crashed into her. My friend was injured, but not seriously, yet the addict was not prosecuted. When my friend went to the GP in Peckham about her injury he accused her of malingering in an attempt to gain compensation. My friend had made no claim for personal injury. The same GP subsequently prescribed her medication which would have had serious consequences for her health had she taken it as he recommended. By this time, Brown, me and my friends had experienced such malpractice and hostility from so many Top Docs that we just concluded that there was a lot of it about.

It was when my friends lived at Peckham that they were unlawfully forced out of their jobs, at the same time as I was forced out of my job at St George’s. Hospital Medical School. We used to ring each other up every few days and compare the awful things that had happened to us at work. Another friend from my Bangor days who knew about my problems with those we know and love in north Wales was working for a drug company in Kent and in early 1991, he too was forced out of his job. He had also been subjected to attempts to blackmail him after he left Bangor, but I don’t know the full details. My friends left London, as did I.

During those years, 1986-92, those two friends, Brown, Brown’s brother and I just assumed that we were having a run of terribly bad luck. We were offered jobs which seemed to be wonderful opportunities and were then ferociously bullied out of those jobs, cars crashed into us, we were harassed and forced out of accommodation and someone tried to kill Brown’s brother and Brown. My housemate Anne from Anglesey was killed just before I moved to London.

My friends with whom I shared the flat at Bethnal Green had been to Stirling University and from their time at Bethnal Green onward, they found that friends from Stirling began behaving in a very hostile manner towards them. Stirling was quite political in the 1980s and a lot of people whom my friends knew were involved in politics, usually the SNP or the Labour Party. Including dear old Jack McConnell, who became Scotland’s FM, after years of concealing organised sexual abuse. Jack McConnell is good mates with Kirsty Wark, of ‘Newsnight’ fame.

 

Kirsty Wark – known for asking politicians ‘tough questions’
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I have received info that virtually everything that happened to us during those very difficult years was the work of the paedophiles and their friends. They had set us up constantly, using information that they had about us – after all members of the security services were involved – to arrange splendid offers of jobs and accommodation, only to ensure that the opportunities would destroy us.

 

Bethnal Green was in the Borough of Tower Hamlets. Dafydd and the gang had excellent contacts there – Tower Hamlets sent kids in care to children’s homes in north Wales, despite repeated complaints of abuse and kids from north Wales were trafficked back to the area as sex workers (see posts ‘Tower Hamlets, Paul Boateng and Tessa Jowell’, ‘Apocalypse Now’ and ‘The Bodies Beneath Canary Wharf’). The constituency MP for the area until 1983 was Labour MP Ian Mikardo, who was on the left of the party. Mikardo  and his wife Mary retired to Cheshire, where the north Wales gang operated and they died in the mid 1990s. Peter Shore succeeded Mikardo as MP, again for Labour. Peter Shore knew about the organised sexual abuse of kids in care (see post ‘Apocalypse Now’).

My friends’ house at Archway was in the Borough of Camden. One leading light in Camden Borough Council whilst they were being terrorised was Tessa Jowell. Tessa was a social worker who had worked as a child care officer for Lambeth Borough Council, whilst children in the care of Lambeth were abused both in Lambeth and sent to children’s homes in north Wales where they were abused. Then Tessa worked as a psychiatric social worker at the Maudsley, the hospital where Dafydd ‘trained’ and whose staff concealed his crimes for years (see post ‘A Galaxy Of Talent’ and ‘The Mentor’). Tessa was Deputy Director of MIND when MIND worked with paedophiles’ rights groups. Dafydd was involved with MIND in the 1960s and MIND subsequently concealed his crimes for many years (see previous posts). Tessa was married to David Mills, who was found guilty in an Italian court of receiving a bribe from Blair’s mate Silvio Berlusconi, but Mills avoided prison on a technicality. For further information on Tessa and David, see posts ‘News From Sicily’ and ‘Baroness Tessa Jowell – A Tribute’.

David Mills was the brother of John Mills, Camden resident, Camden Councillor and  massive donor to the Labour Party. John Mills was married to Dame Barbara Mills QC, who worked as a GMC assessor and was DPP, 1992-98, when no charges were brought against anyone in relation to the police investigation into child abuse in north Wales, despite hundreds of complaints and a file being sent to the DPP. However Dame Babs managed to go ahead with a prosecution against me for staring at Jackie Brandt in Safeways. I was found guilty and it cost me £60, even though Brandt started crying in the witness box and admitted that she’d lied in her evidence.

Dame Barbara’s remains are interred in Highgate Cemetery on Mr Murphy’s manor. Here’s Dame Babs having a good laugh:

 

Dame Barbara Mills, British barrister, Director of Public ...

 

For more info re Dame Babs and John Mills, see posts ‘News From Sicily’ and ‘A Future Leader Of The Labour Party’.

Camden Borough Council was famously the training camp for many New Labour big wigs and was home to a lot of them as well. But they weren’t having rubble dumped in their houses by gangsters. One Camden Borough Councillor was Frank Dobson, who was later the MP for Holborn and St Pancras and Health Secretary, 1997-99. Dobbo ignored the organised abuse of children and mental health patients when he was a Councillor, an MP and Health Secretary (see post ‘The Most Dangerous Man In The World – Part IV’).

When my friends lived in Archway, the constituency MP was the Tory Geoffrey Finsberg. Finsberg was educated at the City of London School and was a ‘Bevin Boy’, 1945-47, as was Jimmy Savile. Savile dined out on his status as a Bevin Boy and shamelessly used the connections that he made in that role throughout his long and successful sex offending career.

Finsberg was active in the Conservative Party from a young age and was founder Chairman of Mansfield Young Conservatives, 1946-47. He served as National Chairman of the Young Conservatives, 1954–57 and took senior rules in the National Union of Conservative and Unionist Associations, 1953–79 and the Greater London Area of the National Union of Conservative and Unionist Associations. Finsberg was Vice-Chairman, Conservative Party Organisation, 1975–79 and 1983–87.

Finsberg was elected a Borough Councillor in Hampstead in 1949 at just 22 years old – where he remained until 1965 – and on the new London Borough of Camden, 1964-74, serving as Leader, 1968-70. He was Deputy Chairman, 1969–1971 and Vice-President of the Association of Municipal Corporations, 1971-74.

In 1970, Finsberg was elected MP for Hampstead, serving 1970-83, then for Hampstead and Highgate, 1983 -92. He acted as Opposition spokesman on Greater London, 1974–79; junior Minister in the Dept of the Environment, 1979–81 and junior Minister in the DHSS, 1981-83. So Finsberg will have known much about the wrongdoing in the NHS and social services, including in north Wales. Many of the Top Docs, analysts and therapists colluding with Dafydd and the gangs with which he had connections were Finsberg’s constituents. Finsberg was President of the Parliamentary Assembly of the Council of Europe, 1991-92. 

Finsberg retired from the Commons at the 1992 General Election and in the same years was given a life peerage. Days after the 1992 General Election, five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were killed by a firebomb which was thrown into a building in Brighton, where they had been invited to a party. It is believed that the property was owned by Nicholas van Hoogstraten. See posts ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’ and ‘Sleeping With The Fishes’.

Finsberg was also active in business and charities: he was Controller of Personnel and Chief Industrial Relations Adviser at Great Universal Stores, 1968–79; Member, 1983–1986, and Deputy Chairman, South East Regional Board, TSB, 1986–89; Member, Post Office Users National Council, 1970–77; Member of the Council, CBI, 1968–79. He was Joint National Treasurer, 1993–1995, and Joint National Honorary Secretary, Council of Christians and Jews; Patron, Maccabi Association of Great Britain; Trustee, Marie Curie Cancer Foundation; a JP for Inner London from 1962.

 

In 1992 Finsberg was succeeded as MP by Glenda Jackson. My friends had gone from Archway by then, but Mr Murphy will have just moved onto his next victims. Glenda Jackson was born in Birkenhead and was educated at the West Kirby County Grammar School for Girls. Merseyside was part of Dafydd’s empire (see post ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’). In 1954 Jackson went to RADA.

Jackson was a member of the RSC, 1964-68, along with a number of other luvvies known to Dafydd and his associates. Jackson joined the RSC for director Peter Brooke’s ‘Theatre of Cruelty’ season, which included Peter Weiss’ Mara/Sade (1965) in which Jackson played an inmate of an asylum. I was the real article Glenda, it’s why the Hampstead crowd did nothing when gangsters went after my mates.

Glenda stood for election in 1992 and has stated that she felt Britain was being ‘destroyed’ by the policies of Thatcher and the Conservative Gov’t, so she was willing to do ‘anything that was legal’ to oppose Thatch. Except for blowing the whistle on a sex trafficking ring which involved Thatcher’s Ministers obviously – because unfortunately people from the Labour Party were involved as well.

Following the 1997 General Election, Jackson was appointed as a junior Minister in Blair’s Gov’t with responsibility for London Transport, a post from which she resigned in 1999, before an unsuccessful attempt to be nominated as the Labour candidate for the election of the first Mayor of London in 2000.

The Secretary of State responsible for Transport at the time was Prezza. Prezza comes from north Wales – he returned to his past territory to campaign in the 2001 General Election and smacked a constituent in the face, twice, because Prezza was traumatised by an egg being chucked at him. It was an egg Prezza, only an egg, it doesn’t call for two punches to the face you big thug. Prezza studied at Ruskin College at the same time as Matt Arnold, the Head of Bryn Estyn, taught there and when Peter Howarth, Arnold’s friend and colleague, studied at Ruskin (see post ‘A Study In Tyranny’). Howarth was one of those who did go to prison for serial sexual assaults on the boys at Bryn Estyn.

I don’t know whether Matt Arnold taught Prezza at Ruskin, but whoever did needs to explain why their famous old boy came out with corkers such as ‘this Labour government will increase ‘omelessness’. Well they did among Empowered Service Users. At least if Prezza ever lost his house, he could sleep in one of the two jags that were famously needed to transport the Lady Pauline a few yards down the road lest the wind messed up her hairstyle. Lady Pauline had a trauma as big as that suffered by Prezza with regards to that egg. Lady Pauline was home alone – except for the presence of an armed police bodyguard – when some Greenpeace protesters climbed onto the roof of her place. Lady Pauline kicked up a dreadful stink, she wept and wailed and explained that she was by herself ‘with no man in the house’ and that she thought that the vegans from Greenpeace who were prancing about on the roof had come to kill her. Greenpeace activists being known for doing that sort of thing, that must have been why the Rainbow Warrior was blown to smithereens.

 

An Alpha Male:
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The Lord Prescott and a Friend:

 

Male ‘silverback’ gorillas are usually the alpha animal and may receive preferential treatment such as being groomed by other group members.

 

Glenda Jackson became a regular critic of Blair and called for him to resign following the Hutton Inquiry in 2003 surrounding the reasons for going to war in Iraq and the death of Dr David Kelly. Dr Kelly was no means the only person who died as a result of Blair’s decisions and activities. Jackson is a Republican. Glenda: Carlo was Chancellor of UCNW when the institution was used to facilitate a paedophile gang and he ignored correspondence directly telling him about the activities of that ring; a Tory paedophile’s sister, Dame Mary Morrison, was Woman of the Bedchamber to Lilibet; and the Royals were mates with Jimmy Savile as well. You didn’t think to mention any of this as a means of suggesting that the Royals had probably outlived their usefulness then?

On 31 Oct 2006, Jackson was one of 12 Labour MPs to back Plaid and the SNP’s call for an inquiry into the Iraq War. Most Plaid MPs colluded with Dafydd and the gang and of course more than a few SNP MPs kept schtum about the same, or similar, matters.

In April 2013, Jackson gave a speech in Parliament following the death of Thatch. She accused Thatch of treating ‘vices as virtues’. Another speech of Jackson’s in June 2014 was a scathing assessment of Iain Duncan Smith’s tenure as Secretary of State for the DWP, telling him that he was responsible for the ‘destruction of the welfare state and the total and utter incompetence of his department.’ IDS certainly didn’t help, but the ‘professionals’ employed by the welfare state were highly effective at wrecking their lives of some of their clients before IDS ever arrived.

 

Glenda’s son Dan Hodges is a journo who, since March 2016, has written a weekly column for ‘The Mail On Sunday’. Prior to this, Dan was a columnist for the Torygraph and in 2013 was described by James Forsyth in ‘The Spectator’ as Cameron’s ‘new favourite columnist’. Originally a member of the  Labour Party, Hodges is known for his Blairite views.

Hodges worked as a parliamentary researcher for his mother, 1992-97, describing it as ‘straight-forward nepotism’, before working in public relations for the Road Haulage Association, GMB and the Freedom To Fly lobby group. Hodges worked briefly as Head of Communications at the London Development Agency and as Director of News for Transport for London in 2007.

Dan supported Jon Cruddas in the 2007 deputy leadership election as a member of Compass, but has since been critical of the organisation. See post ‘He Knows Where The Bodies Are Buried’ for my horrendous experience with Lisa Nandy and Compass. Dan supported David Miliband in David’s unsuccessful campaign for the 2010 Labour leadership contest and was very critical of the winner Ed. It doesn’t matter which of those two tossers Dan supported, their dad Ralph knew about Dafydd and the gang (see post ‘The Village’) and I bet that Miliband minor and Miliband even more minor did as well. Their Uncle Harry’s colleagues were mates of Dafydd’s and colluded with him for years.

In August 2013, Hodges expressed strong approval for the border detention of David Miranda, the spouse of journalist Glenn Greenwald, under the Terrorism Act, who despite not being under suspicion of planning terrorist acts, was found to be carrying an external hard drive containing 58,000 highly classified UK intelligence documents. Miranda’s detention was subsequently ruled lawful by the UK High Court, which accepted that Miranda’s detention and the seizure of computer material was ‘an indirect interference with press freedom’ but said this was justified by legitimate and ‘very pressing’ interests of national security. Hodges expressed support for the government suppressing whistleblowers spreading ‘information highly detrimental to the UK national interest’. 

Thanks Dan, Brown and me were never warned of murder plots against us and the murder of others known to us was concealed in the interests of ‘national security’. It was this particular Miranda who’s career benefited as a result of the idiocy:

 

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Islington Borough Council, the organisation which found my friends an equally dangerous place to live after they fled Mr Murphy who’s crimes were being ignored by Miranda’s mates on Camden Borough Council, was of course led by Margaret Hodge from 1982. Hodge stood down from the Council to take up a job with Price Waterhouse in 1992, when the extent of the years of organised sexual abuse of children in care in Islington became clear. By 1992, my career in medical research had been killed and my friends who had sought sanctuary at the hands of the Islington harassment officer were finished as well.

Hodge was educated at Bromley High School, followed by Oxford High School. She went on to study at the LSE, graduating with a third-class degree in 1966. A number of those involved with the paedophile gang in north Wales studied at the LSE at about the same time that Hodge did.

From 1966-73, Hodge worked at Unilever in market research and in PR at Weber Shandwick. Prof Fergus Lowe, who established the corrupt empire of paedophiles’ friends at the School of Psychology at Bangor University from the late 1980s after overthrowing Dafydd’s influence in that School, did it substantially on the back of a very big grant from Unilever in 1992 (see post ‘Feet In Chains’).

From 1992-94, Hodge was a senior consultant at Price Waterhouse. 

Hodge was married to Henry Hodge, a solicitor and fellow Labour Borough Councillor. Henry Hodge became a High Court judge, but prior to that, he was Chairman of the NCCL (Liberty) when it had links to PIE.

Margaret Hodge was first elected as an Islington Councillor in 1973. She soon became Chairman of the Housing Committee. At one point, Hodge’s Deputy Chairman was Jack Straw. The Islington Labour Party was badly affected by the defection of members and elected representatives to Dr Death’s merry band, the SDP.

Dr Death had personal connections with some of the Top Doctors who facilitated the trafficking ring in north Wales and his other unpleasant activities are detailed in my post ‘Dr Death’. I discovered something further about Dr Death a few days ago. I purchased one of Dr Death’s books that he wrote years ago – when he still expected to end up as PM – after seeing it for £1 in a second hand bookshop. The book is dreadful actually, it is just Dr Death droning on in his pompous manner, but the £1 was well spelt nonetheless, because the blurb about Dr Death inside tells us that after his election in 1966, Dr Death was appointed PPS to the Minister of Defence Administration and then he was junior Minister for Defence (Royal Navy), 1968-70. So Dr Death knew about all those senior figures in the Royal Navy and Admiralty who were concealing the sexual abuse of minors, as well as the associated security risks (see post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’). As did Dr Death’s boss at Defence, the Secretary of State Denis Healey. I’m just reading Healey’s autobiography at the moment, he was friends with people who later became Top Docs and paedophiles’ friends from his teenage years.

 

The Islington Child Abuse Scandal was as impressive as the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal, with children being found dead and whistleblowers being ignored, intimidated or disappearing off the face of the earth. After Hodge was elected as the MP for Barking in 1994, she insulted one of the by then adult victims of the Islington paedophile gang and implied that he was mad. He successfully sued her. Since then, Hodge has apologised several times for the child abuse scandal which was directly linked her to her tenure, admitting that it was a ‘shameful disgrace’. So were the murders of the witnesses Margaret.

In 1994, Labour leader John Smith died – after a heart attack – at Bart’s Hospital, who found that they ‘could not revive him’. Bart’s was pretty much run by Dafydd’s mate Prof Linford Rees and the family of Lady Juliet Bingley, who in their various roles including in MIND and at the Mental Health Act Commission colluded with Dafydd and the paedophiles. Barts was under threat of serious cuts or even complete closure at the time of Smith’s death. After Smith’s death, Hodge endorsed Tony Blair, her former neighbour in Islington, for Labour Leader.

Blair returned the favour. Hodge held various Gov’t positions, including junior Minister for Disabled People, 1998-01; Minister for Universities, 2001-03; Minister for Children, 2003-05. Between 2012-15 Hodge was Chair of the Public Accounts Committee and in this capacity she insulted various people who were summoned to appear before her. For some reason none of them said ‘I don’t have to take this from a ruthless lying cow like you who presided over the murders of witnesses’.

Much of the aggro that I received from the paedophiles’ friends during my time as a teacher and when I did my PhD and then subsequently worked at Bangor University occurred curiously near to the time when Hodge had responsibilities for those areas.

Further information about Dame Lady Margaret Hodge, Sir Henry and their associates can be read in my post ‘The London Connection’.

 

Jeremy Corbyn has been the MP for Islington North since 1983. Jeremy previously worked for NUPE, which was the union to which many of those who stood accused of child abuse or colluded with it belonged. NUPE were happy to represent them. However, NUPE refused to represent Alison Taylor in her fight with Gwynedd County Council after she blow the whistle on the abuse of children in north Wales, although Alison was a fully paid up member of NUPE. Alun Michael, whom Blair imposed upon Wales as First Minister after the National Assembly came into being, had a close relationship with NUPE – it was believed that he did whatever they told him to do (see post ‘The Paedophiles’ Friends Of Cardiff North’). For information about the paedophile-friendly trade unions of which NUPE was one, see post ‘A Very COHSE Relationship With Some Very Nasty People’.

Jeremy’s election agent Derek Sawyer was a business partner of paedophile Derek Slade who was imprisoned for sex offences against boys (see post ‘Another Episode Of Friends’). The Islington whistleblower Dr Liz Davies maintains that she told Jeremy of the abuse of children in care in the Borough, but Jeremy did not act on her concerns.

 

In Jan 1987, after I was released from the North Wales Hospital Denbigh where I had been illegally imprisoned by Dafydd, Dafydd told me that he knew that I was living in Harringay and that he had told Haringey Social Services where I was living so that they could ‘keep an eye on me’. This was not a referral for any sort of ‘service’ or aftercare. Immediately after Dafydd told me that, I was driven to a railway station by two Angels and physically put on a train to London, after being told to ‘shut your mouth about DA’ and ‘don’t ever come back to north Wales again’. Clwyd Health Authority even paid for the train ticket. I now have documents showing that records were forged regarding my date of leaving the hospital. It was documented that I had left in February and had been discharged by a Top Doc of whom I had never heard who had diagnosed me with ‘paranoid schizophrenia’.

It was after I left Denbigh that I was followed and threatened repeatedly by the sex offender in Bethnal Green when I went back to the flat to see my friends.

Jezza sat on the Board of an NHS authority covering Camden and Islington and Haringey.

 

A woman who wilfully ignored serious organised crime:

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An expert on psychosis caused by mari-jew-ana:

 

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Peckham, the area in a state of terminal decay where it was too dangerous for residents to go out at night and where the neighbourhood street robbers had somehow been alerted to my friends’ arrival, the area employing a lethal offensive GP and the area where young women smacked out of their heads could drive into my friend causing injury with no consequences, was the domain of Harriet Harman. Well, it was in name, but Jack Dromey was the substantial driving force. At one point the residents of Peckham were so fed up of their shite, dangerous environment and the lack of facilities that there was a plan to oust Harriet. Harriet’s husband Jack Dromey saved the day by drumming up support from his mates in the unions. Those in Peckham who did favours for Harriet were richly rewarded, sometimes with peerages.

Harriet based much of her election campaigning on her support for the NHS. Harriet’s dad John Harman was a Harley Street Top Doc. I was working at St George’s Hospital Medical School when my mates were living in Peckham. When one of the medical secretaries head that my friends lived there, she stated that ‘Peckham is a vile area’.

Ah! Your life in their hands! The NHS treats everybody equally and it particularly looks after the poor!

 

Harriet Harman:

 

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

Dr Jeremy Alun Spart:

 

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I have been told that it was Sir Paul Fox, one of Thatcher’s favourite media executives, who was responsible for my friend being forced out of the Royal Television Society, although it was the fuckwit Claire Price who did the dirty work (see post ‘Radical Leicester And Some Other Free Radicals’). My friend was forced out of the RTS when she wanted to make a film about what had happened to me in north Wales. One RTS employee had an unfortunate taste for sex with children and on one occasion molested a 10 year old boy. Price’s colleague Tony Pilgrim commented that it was ‘sad that he had been caught’.

The Chairman of the BBC when my friend’s husband was forced out of his job with them was Thatcher’s mate Marmaduke Hussey, who’s wife Lady Susan Hussey was Woman of the Bedchamber to Lilibet. So she’ll have known the other Woman of the Bedchamber to Lilibet, Dame Mary Morrison. I wonder how many women Lilibet needs in her bedchamber. Lady Susan is godmother to Prince William.

Duke Hussey had numerous roles in public life (see post ‘Oh No! It’s The Pathetic Sharks’), among them Chairman of the Royal Marsden Hospital, until 1998. So Hussey will have been in post at the time that the Royal Marsden was involved in a research fraud in which Tony Francis’s former colleague Dr Peter Mcguire participated, which resulted in the Nov 1990 death – stated to be by suicide – of Prof Tim McElwain, an oncologist from the Royal Marsden (see post ‘Reports Of Death Were Greatly Exaggerated’). In June 1996 Hussey was given a life peerage – the month after William Hague announced the Waterhouse Inquiry.

Sir Michael Checkland was DG of the BBC, 1987-92 and was Vice-President of the RTS, 1985-94. So Sir Paul Fox obviously received a helping hand. Checkland, like Hussey, was Thatcher’s choice.

Following his retirement from the BBC, Checkland became closely associated with the National Children’s Home. A number of people involved with the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal and other child abuse scandals were involved with NCH, including Glanville Owen, Deputy Director of Gwynedd Social Services (see post ‘I Know Nuzzing…’), when the paedophile gang operated within its children’s homes and when Gwynedd County Council staff were perjuring themselves in attempts to have me imprisoned.

Checkland has since become involved in a range of other charities and public bodies: Director of the National Youth Music Theatre, 1992–02, Chairman of the City of Birmingham Symphony Orchestra, 1995–2001, Governor of Westminster College, Oxford, 1993–97 and Governor of Birkbeck College, London, 1993-97.

For many years Professor Eric Hobsbawm had a holiday home in Croesor in north Wales, a village in the region in which Dafydd et al wrecked lives (see post ‘The Village’). Hobsbawm was an academic at Birkbeck and was involved with the institution for many years, eventually becoming President in 2002. Eric Hobsbawm undoubtedly knew about the activities of Dafydd and the gang. An entertaining article on the net entitled ‘What would George think?’ claims that Eric Hobsbawm – a communist – was under surveillance by MI5 for decades and the site provides a link to what it is claimed is intelligence gathered by MI5 on Hobsbawm. Call me naive, but I don’t think it likely that MI5 are going to be posting up their info online. Unless it’s a case of Python’s ‘joining the secret services’ vision: ‘Can you keep a secret?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Well you’re in then.’

Hobsbawm was a member of the Cambridge Apostles. A number of whom were double agents working for the British security services.

Whether Hobsbawm was spy, spied upon, or both, he knew that people were being killed at the hands of a gang which supplied children for Thatcher’s mates, Ministers and associates of the Royal Family to have sex with. As for what would George think, consider this: Dafydd was supplying young people to politicians of all parties, celebs and others; he was using his status as a local born Welshman and Top Doctor to convince people that he could be relied upon to act in the interests of the region’s unfortunates; he’d do anything for money, was incredibly dangerous and enjoyed protection from the highest echelons. I imagine that George was in despair. George would also have been on his own in the face of the myriad assorted tossers and dipsticks colluding with Dafydd. Furthermore if George is thinking what I am thinking, he’ll be wondering why, in the face of the considerable resources available to the security services, that they could not have dealt effectively with an insane old man like Dafydd.

 

Michael Checkland was Visiting Professor at the International Academy of Broadcasting, Montreux, 1995–97; the Peabody Awards Board of Jurors, 1994-2000 and Chairman of HEFCE, 1997–2001.

In 1997-8 Checkland was elected Vice-President of the British Methodist Conference, the highest lay position in the Methodist Church. George Thomas, the Labour MP, Speaker of the House and friend of Thatcher, who molested children for decades, was a leading figure in the Methodist Church (see post ‘It Wasn’t On Our Radar’). George Thomas was also involved with the NCH.

Checkland is a Trustee of Reuters, Chairman of Horsham YMCA, Chairman of Horsham Arts Festival, Chairman of the University of Brighton and a Board member of the Wales Millennium Centre. He was a member of the  ITC, 1997-03, and Chairman of Brighton Festival, 1993-02.

John Allen owned brothels in Brighton to which he trafficked kids from north Wales. The firebomb attack in 1992 which killed the five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal happened in Brighton.

 

When my friend worked at the BBC, he said that not only were the senior managers endorsing the corruption within that organisation but it was rumoured that a few of them were molesting under-aged boys. I was also told that Esther was truly hated and a ruthless, insincere bully.

Previous posts have described how I wrote to Esther about Dafydd and Denbigh when she launched her mental health campaign in the late 1980s. I did not receive a reply.

Regular readers will know that Dafydd’s targets compensated by taking the piss out of him. One of the things that we did was to enter Dafydd for awards and quiz shows. I, in collaboration with others, entered Dafydd for Esther’s ‘Hearts Of Gold’ show in 1988 and we also entered Dafydd for ‘Bob’s Full House’, to appear with Bob Monkhouse. So imagine my surprise when, upon receipt of my medical records, I found copies of the letters to the BBC that we had written to enter Dafydd for Esther’s and Bob’s shows. So someone at the BBC had a hotline to Dafydd.

 

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I do not know whether my friend was forced out of the BBC because he refused to accept bribes, because his wife wanted to make a film about north Wales, because they were both friends with me or because I wrote to Esther and then took the piss out of Dafydd.

The BBC will never recover from Savile, Stuart Hall and Rolf Harris, but before those three were exposed, some people in north Wales were quite vexed by the BBC, although they were dismissed as nutters. There was a journalist who lived at Brynsiencyn on Anglesey during the 1980s, Ian Skidmore, who broadcast Radio Brynsiencyn from his own cottage. Ian Skidmore constantly alleged that the BBC were trying to ruin him – although he had previously worked with them –  but I’m not aware of the details of his allegations.

 

Ian Skidmore worked for Radio 4, making his mark in 1987 by presenting the ‘Archive’ programme and going on to present the nostalgic ‘Times Remembered’. Radio Brynsiencyn parodied the commercial broadcasters of the time. Recorded in the kitchen of his cottage and given a final polish by BBC Radio Wales, the programme created the illusion of coming from an independent outfit and gained an international following during the 1980s.

The former BBC foreign correspondent Angus McDermid was Skidmore’s ‘foreign editor’: they had first met while working on the ‘North Wales Chronicle’ in Bangor, Gwynedd. The Skidmores’ cleaner, Rose Roberts, appeared on Radio Brynsiencyn and Aled Jones was used as an interviewer when his voice broke.

The ‘North Wales Chronicle’ was an organ of the paedophiles’ friends. Angus McDermid began his career on the ‘North Wales Chronicle’ in 1939, based in his home town, Bangor.

 

In 1963, McDermid became the BBC’s central African correspondent and in 1964, he was appointed the BBC’s west African correspondent. By the end of the 1960s, McDermid was working as the BBC’s South Africa correspondent, based in Johannesburg. During his time in Africa, he reported on the death of Congolese PM Patrice Lumumba.

McDermid was a regular contributor to Radio 4’s ‘From Our Own Correspondent’. One of his pieces, according to fellow BBC journalist John Simpson, focused on a censor in Zanzibar who kept a revolver and a hand grenade under his desk. Yet McDermid never managed to utter a word about Dafydd.

McDermid’s career included a stint as the BBC’s Washington correspondent in the 1970s.

McDermid’s daughter Kate Dickens is a former journalist. His grandson Andrew Dickens is senior press officer at the Ministry of Housing, Communities and Local Government and was previously chief reporter at international television publication C21 Media.

 

In 2009 the ‘Daily Post’ reported that a series of plaques were going to be erected in Bangor to commemorate famous people associated with the town, one of those being McDermid. The famous people honoured had all concealed the crimes of Dafydd and the paedophile gang. Cllr Douglas Madge was most enthusiastic about the plaques. Douglas Madge is a retired technician from Bangor University, who, if one cuts his head open and counts the rings, can be dated back to the time when Dafydd and the paedophiles completely ran the institution. In retirement and in his capacity as a Councillor, Madge was one of those who declared war on the one VC of Bangor University who was not a paedophiles’ friend. Madge could be seen out and about in Bangor seething and fuming, co-ordinating coups and plots against that Very Naughty Boy who just would not do what a gang of paedophiles told him to. The paedophiles’ friends even generated a phrase which was the call to arms: ‘he’s destroying my culture, my language and my university’. That’s Welsh for ‘the whole damn lot of us could be behind bars if anyone re-opens the investigation into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal’.

 

I can highly recommend the famous Welshman Iolo Morganwg to Dafydd and the paedophiles’ friends. From an early date Edward Williams aka Iolo Morganwg was concerned with preserving and maintaining the literary and cultural traditions of Wales. To this end he forged a large number of manuscripts as evidence for his claims that ancient druidic tradition had survived the Roman conquest, the conversion of the populace to Christianity, the persecution of the bards under King Edward I and other adversities. Morganwg’s forgeries develop an elaborate mystical philosophy, which he claimed represented a direct continuation of ancient druidic practice. Williams’s reported heavy use of laudanum may have been a contributing factor.

Williams first came to public notice in 1789 when he produced Barddoniaeth Dafydd ab Gwilym, a collection of the poetry of the 14th-century Dafydd ap Gwilym. Included in this edition was a large number of previously unknown poems by Dafydd that Williams claimed to have discovered; these poems are regarded as Williams’s first forgeries. His success led him to London in 1791. There he founded the Gorsedd, a community of Welsh bards, at a ceremony on 21 June 1792 at Primrose Hill. Iolo organised the proceedings, which he claimed were based on ancient druidic rites. In 1794 he published some of his own poetry, which was later collected in the two-volume Poems, Lyric and Pastoral. Essentially his only genuine work, it proved quite popular.

 

 

Here’s a Welsh woman in traditional dress:

 

 

This traditional dress was invented by Lady Llanover aka Augusta Waddington (21 March 1802 – 17 January 1896). She made her servants wear it. The Traditional Welsh Hats – or at least plastic versions of them – are still sold in Rhyl today to the delight of small girls who are there on holiday from Birkenhead.

Yma O Hyd!

 

Ian Skidmore’s books included several on the history of north Wales. His 1983 autobiography was read on Radio 4 and the World Service. A new version, more than twice the original length, was published in 2008.

Born and brought up in Manchester, Ian was the son of a policeman. Skidmore left Didsbury Central School at the age of 12 when his mother took him to Derbyshire. His father responded to his journalistic aspirations by getting him a job as an apprentice printer on the ‘Evening Chronicle’ (later merged into the ‘Manchester Evening News’). At the age of 18 Skidmore was called up for national service, undertaken in the Black Watch, his stint including 56 days in a military prison. Upon his release, he joined the British Army PR unit. Mere mention of the ‘Chronicle’ had the staff there assuming that he was a reporter, and so he was posted to Berlin as a sergeant with the 7th Armoured Division. He was assigned to covering the Berlin Airlift of 1948-49 and within a year had made his first British Forces Radio broadcast.

After leaving the Army, Skidmore joined the ‘Manchester City News’ – which evolved into the ‘Yorkshire Evening Post’ – the ‘Daily Dispatch’ in Liverpool and the ‘Daily Mirror’ in Manchester. He became one of the youngest night news editors on a national paper, with spells at the ‘News of the World’, ‘Daily Mirror’, ‘Sunday Pictorial’, ‘Sunday Mirror’ and ‘Sunday People’. Then Skidmore worked as a freelance based in Chester, where in 1966 he covered the Moors murders trial of Ian Brady and Myra Hindley. Nearly all the lawyers involved in that trial were paedophiles’ friends.

Skidmore married a fellow journalist, Celia Lucas, his second wife, in 1971, and they moved to Anglesey. The MP for Anglesey, 1951-79, was paedophiles’ friend, Lord Cledwyn, aka Cledwyn Hughes. My post ‘Little Shop Of Horrors’ discussed how many people involved in agriculture in north Wales/Cheshire – both in the Agri Dept of UCNW, but also in their capacity as landowners/farmers – were colluding with and concealing the criminality of Dafydd and the gang. Cledwyn was a key mover and shaker among them.

In 1968 PM Harold Wilson moved Cledwyn Hughes from his position as Welsh Secretary to become Minister of Agriculture, Fisheries and Food. Hughes was disappointed to leave the Welsh Office, not least because he had done much preparatory work for the investiture of the Prince of Wales scheduled for 1969. This included sending a monthly letter on Welsh affairs to Carlo, then at Cambridge University.

At Agriculture, Hughes replaced Fred Peart, who was strongly opposed to the Common Market. Hughes was a supporter and a great admirer of paedophiles’ friend and later mentor to Blair, Roy Jenkins. During his time as Secretary of State for Wales, Hughes had favoured extending the nascent Dept’s powers over agriculture and health; as Minister of Agriculture, he transferred powers over agriculture in Wales to the Welsh Office. Which meant that the corrupt civil servants in the Welsh Office doing Dafydd et al so many favours then had responsibility for yet another domain colonised by the paedophiles’ friends, lest anyone was in danger of constraining them.

Cledwyn was succeeded as Secretary of State for Wales by George Thomas, who was mates with Harold Wilson.

Lord Cledwyn was close to paedophiles’ friends Roy Jenkins and Callaghan and was a long standing friend of Glenys Kinnock’s parents. In March 1977, Cledwyn Hughes was actively involved in the negotiations which led to the Lib-Lab pact. In the autumn of the following year, when the Callaghan Gov’t did not have a majority in the Commons, Hughes persuaded the three Plaid members to support the Gov’t in return for a commitment to legislate for compensation to workers suffering from silicosis as a result of working in the slate quarrying industry. When I lived near Bethesda in the 1990s, the old boys who could hardly breathe as a result of silicosis were still waiting for their compensation. Many of them died before they received it. Dafydd Wigley was very angry about the matter, but was in no position to put a boot into various carregs to ensure that the quarrymen received compensation before they died, because the politicians were all concealing the same bunch of criminals. Hard luck quarrymen, but here’s another media story about the wonderful NHS.

In late 1978 Lord Cledwyn was dispatched as an envoy to Rhodesia, seeking to accelerate the handover of power to the majority population, but as in 1965 when Cledwyn had previously attempted negotiations, he made little headway in persuading Ian Smith to co-operate. Hughes also failed to persuade Joshua Nkomo to give up the armed struggle. If I was Ian Smith or Joshua Nkomo I don’t think that I’d listen to a paedophiles’ friend from Anglesey either.

Keith Best, one of the greatest friends that Dafydd and the paedophiles had, was MP for Anglesey, 1979-87. Until he went to prison.

For further details on Lord Cledwyn and Keith Best, see my post ‘The Cradle Of Filth’.

 

It was a chance meeting with Lord Langford – aka Geoffrey Rowley-Conwy – which led to the first of Ian Skidmore’s more than 30 books. ‘Escape from the Rising Sun: The Incredible Voyage of the Sederhana Djohanis’ tells the story of the then Geoffrey Alexander Rowley-Conwy’s escape from the Japanese invasion of Singapore and his eventful journey to Ceylon.

The Rowley-Conwys are a land-owning family from Denbighshire. They are associated with many of those who concealed the crimes of Dafydd et al.

Col Geoffrey Alexander Rowley-Conwy, 9th Baron Langford, (8 March 1912 – 12 November 2017), was a British-Irish peer and British Army officer. His second wife was Grete von Freiesleben, the daughter of Colonel Erik Theodor Christian von Freiesleben, of Hjortekaer, Copenhagen, Ch Kings’s Adj’s Staff to His Majesty The King of Denmark. One of their three children is the Hon. Peter Alexander Rowley-Conwy. One of his two daughters is Gabrielle Catrin Rowley-Conwy. Gabby Rowley-Conwy’s biography can be found on Swansea University’s website. It reads:

‘I am a Clinical Skills Tutor in the Department of Nursing. My background is in Emergency and Critical Care, especially Burns Intensive Care. I have worked in Saudi Arabia and France as well as around the UK, and am passionately interested in international and cultural aspects of nursing. My other interests are clinical skills and resuscitation, particularly simulation based training. I have published several articles on burns care and am passionate about evidence based practice.’

I expect that Gabby is one of the Angels who is using foodbanks that we hear about.

Gabby’s grandfather’s third wife was Susan Winifred Denham, daughter of Cyril Henry Charles Denham, of Wrexham, Denbighshire. Lady Langford is a patron of St Kentigern Hospice, St Asaph, an institution founded and run by the paedophiles’ friends (see post ‘A Vampire At Glyndwr University!’).

 

In 1978 Skidmore joined the newly launched BBC Radio Wales, where for 15 years he hosted the interview series ‘In Conversation’, as well as making entertaining contributions to the quiz Chaired by Vincent Kane. Skidmore’s 15 television series were made for BBC Wales, HTV and Granada and he was a popular guest on chat shows.

In 1998, after more than 1,000 programmes, Skidmore was awarded a Golden Microphone for services to broadcasting, but a fortnight later was controversially dropped by BBC Radio Wales. This he put down to growing anti-English prejudice by the station’s management.

In 2003, Skidmore retired to Cambridgeshire, where he continued to write and blog.

Skidmore died in 2013 and is survived by Celia and by the two daughters, Gay and Lynn, and son, Nicholas, from his first marriage, to Leah, which ended in divorce.

Ian Skidmore worked with so many paedophiles’ friends in so many capacities that he will have known plenty about what they were doing. Dafydd was a regular on Vincent Kane in the 1990s as the police investigations into the abuse of children in north Wales began and as there was pressure on Dafydd to retire. Dafydd lived on Anglesey, not that far away from Ian Skidmore. Dafydd didn’t have to go on the bus like the Empowered Service Users, he had a gold coloured Range Rover, he could have soon nipped across to Brynsiencyn.

A Celia Lucas wrote a book called ‘Living Hell’ but I don’t know whether that was the Celia Lucas who was married to Skidmore.

What Skidmore’s ranting re the BBC was all about I don’t know – it could have been a publicity stunt in the way that people like the Pythons and Spike Milligan insulted the BBC while making a very good living from it.
The other person whom I knew who maintained that the BBC had done dreadful things to him was a quarryman from Llanberis with whom I made friends in the North Wales Hospital Denbigh, Peter Webb. Peter was just denounced as a nutter by the Angels and declared to have paranoid schizophrenia, but that was said about everyone in Denbigh. I got to know Peter quite well, because he taught me a bit of Welsh and history of the slate industry. He was not a stupid man and like everyone in Denbigh, he was held there illegally. He had been detained – again illegally – some months previously, which had led to him losing the tenancy of his council house. When Peter finally got out, he returned to Llanberis and, being destitute, he slept in a derelict building. He was picked up by the North Wales Police immediately, charged with ‘breaking into’ the derelict building and taken straight back to the North Wales Hospital. This was a typical Everyday Story Of Denbigh Folk – unlawfully detained long enough until they had lost their jobs and homes, released without a penny and with no aftercare and then immediately arrested and sectioned after arrest for a trivial – or non-existent – offence, relating to either their destitution or attempts to pursue a complaint about the unlawful detention. The diagnoses of people detained in Denbigh were meaningless. Everyone was held there unlawfully after pissing off the paedophile gang or their associates.
Peter repeatedly told me that the BBC ‘came into my house’ and that they had colluded with Dafydd to cause him problems. Like me, his response to the Angels and Top Docs was ‘you have grossly and unlawfully interfered in my life, I have no interest in you and I don’t want to know’.
Some months ago I read a couple of books about the history of BBC Wales, but I didn’t have time to blog about them. Again and again I noticed people who knew Dafydd et al and who had begun their careers in Wales who later hit the big time in the ‘main’ BBC. I have blogged about the paedophiles’ friend Huw Wheldon who went to Friars School in Bangor, retained close links with UCNW (Bangor University), sat on the University Council and ended up as an incredibly influential person in the BBC (see previous posts), alleged to exert as much influence as some of the Director Generals. Then there was Elwyn Parry Jones from Llangollen, who became a significant figure in BBC current affairs in the 1970s and 80s. Parry Jones became Deputy Editor of ‘Panorama’, 1977-85 and also produced ‘Rough Justice’. So that’s why we never saw a programme about any of the many whom Dafydd et al fitted up then.
During his career, Parry Jones travelled the world and palled up with Rupert Murdoch. After his divorce in 1978, one of his girlfriends was newsreader Anna Ford and another girlfriend introduced him to Silvio Berlusconi. Parry Jones left the BBC in 1986, after a dispute with the Lord Chief Justice Geoffrey Lane. Who was the man who so effectively assisted well-connected paedophiles. Parry Jones returned to north Wales and set up an independent production company, making films for S4C. He lived with his Czech girlfriend on their small holding in Trevor. Which is just down the road from where so many kids in a number of different children’s homes were being raped, battered and sold for sex. Parry Jones never mentioned any of it in any broadcast. He died in 2013, after Operation Pallial was launched.
 Then there were all the colleagues of Wheldon and Parry Jones, legions of them. And of course their children who followed their parents into the media. No wonder the only programmes about the horrors of north Wales that we ever saw on TV were free plugs for Dafydd in his capacity as an ‘expert’ on the Kane Debates or Kilroy or such like.
The biggest mate in the BBC that Dafydd et al had was of course Sir Robin Day.
My post ‘Dates For Your Diary’ detailed the rise to stardom of Top Doc’s wife Vanessa Feltz just as the Top Docs and paedophiles’ friends of north Wales needed assistance. I have previously mentioned other people linked with the paedophiles’ friends who achieved stardom in the wake of people going public about Dafydd’s activities.
‘Ooh there’s a lovely little cherub who sings in Bangor Cathedral and he has the voice of an Angel. His name is Aled Jones and he looks sweet and sings in Welsh and has been given a recording contract by Dafydd Iwan’s company SAIN. It is time that the BBC made him a star’. Translate as: ‘Oh SHIT, a young woman from Llandegfan has caught Gwynne the lobotomist forging documents after she complained about him, she won’t keep quiet and now her friends are backing her up. PAEDOPHILES IN DISTRESS, ASSISTANCE, ASSISTANCE. Call for that choirboy who goes to school with D.G.E. Wood’s children and lives just down the road from him. Dafydd Wigley – tell your wife to get that harp out, all hands to the pump. Get in a supply of Welsh cakes and Bara Brith and tell the kids to hide their mari-jew-ana, we’ve got the cameras coming round.’

Then there was, in April 1986, in the wake of Brown and me – as well as a few others – complaining about Gwynne the lobotomist and other Top Docs, the appearance on Welsh news of the paedophiles’ friend Prof J.B. Owen from the Agri Dept at UCNW, sharing his wisdom about Chernobyl, a subject on which he very obviously knew nothing. The appearance of this sheep farmer from Anglesey spouting bullshit caused massive embarrassment to the University, but of course, no-one mentioned anything to J.B. Owen. Meri Huws caused a similar degree of excruciating embarrassment years later by a TV appearance, but as ever it was a case of ‘I’m a paedophiles’ friend and you can’t get me’.

Hush Hush, Whisper Who Dares, Bangor University Are Saying Their Prayers. Because another paedophiles’ friend has appeared on TV again and has made the institution a laughing stock.

 

I have previously mentioned that people known to me in Somerset were paid a great deal of money for several years from approximately 1991 to lie about me and not ask any questions if I was found dead or imprisoned (see post ‘The Village’). Not only that, but one of them began appearing on reality shows and even starred with celebs on some occasions. I’d love to know how – he had no education, no expertise and no TV experience. But he was mates with some of the idle rich offspring of some leading Tories of the time, including Robert Leigh-Pemberton, the Governor of the Bank of England. Leigh-Pemberton was a member of the John Major’s ‘team’ who had caused the financial crash on Black Wednesday, 16 Sept 1992 (see post ‘Running The Country – And All That Jazz’). Leigh-Pemberton was also a member of Major’s ‘team’ who were charged with dealing with the aftermath and containing the disaster. They couldn’t, the whole bloody lot of them were clueless.

 

One of the Somerset contingent knew their constituency MP Tom King very well. King was elected as the Tory MP for Bridgwater in 1970. Among his positions, he was Secretary of State for Employment, Oct 1983-Sept 1985. For the entire time that King was in that role, Sir Peter Morrison was Minister for Employment.

Here’s a coincidence. Morrison was appointed Minister for Employment on 13 June 1983, when Norman Tebbit was Employment Secretary. That role was then transferred to King on 16 Oct 1983. It was during the summer of 1983 that I became so ill that Brown had to look after me and do very little else. He approached D.GE. Wood, the GP in the UCNW Student Health Centre, for advice repeatedly but Wood would not give any advice. Instead Wood told Brown to leave me and ‘get on with your own life’. Neither was Wood willing to give me any appropriate or effective treatment. By this time, Brown had received murder threats – D.G.E. Wood knew about this as did tutors in UCNW, because I told them. It was ignored and the man who made the threats later tracked Brown down and tried to kill him. So after all these events, Tom King, a man personally known to Tories in Somerset who knew Brown and me, was moved from his job as Secretary of State for Transport, to the Secretary of the Dept in which a Minister was a member of the paedophile gang which D.G.E. Wood was facilitating.

On 3 Sept 1985 – by which time Brown and I had begun to get very concerned about the mental health services in north Wales and had already been repeatedly threatened after we made formal complaints about Gwynne the lobotomist – Tom King was appointed Secretary of State for N Ireland. In which capacity he concealed the paedophile ring at Kincora Boys’ Home in Belfast, which had links to Dafydd and the gang. Meanwhile, Morrison was Minister of State for the DTI, 2 Sept 1985-10 Sept 1986, under Secretary of State Leon Brittan. Brittan has constantly been at the centre of allegations that he abused children and he definitely concealed the organised abuse of children, as well as the criminality in north Wales when he was Home Secretary, 11 June 1983-2 Sept 1985.

From 10 Sept 1986-11 June 1987, Morrison was Deputy Chairman of the Tory Party. Tebbit was Chairman, 2 Sept 1985-13 June 1987. By which time havoc was breaking out in north Wales and my friends had started to come under attack, Anne being killed in the spring of 1986.

 

Here’s a man who considered gay relationships between consenting adults wholly unacceptable:

 

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Peter Morrison was Minister of State for Energy, 11 June 1987-23 July 1990, under Secretaries of State Cecil Parkinson and John Wakeham (see post ‘These Sharks Are Crap As Well’). Between 23 July -28 Nov 1990, Morrison was Thatcher’s PPS and he organised her failed leadership campaign before the Tories gave her the boot. Weeks later, St George’s, the BBC and the RTS gave me and my friends the boot, all unlawfully.

On 24 July 1989, Tom King was appointed Secretary of State for Defence, a post he retained until 11 April 1992. Days later, the five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were killed by the firebomb in Brighton (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’). By this time, those known to me in Somerset had found themselves in receipt of a great deal of money.

Between 1994-01 King served as Chairman of the Intelligence and Security Select Committee. King was in the post throughout the Waterhouse Inquiry and at the time of the publication of the Waterhouse Report. When the fuss had died down in 2001, King was a given a peerage.

I met Tom King. When I was 10! He shook my hand whilst wearing his blue Vote for Tom King rosette. I met many other Somerset Tories but not old Tom again, because Tom didn’t have much time for Bridgwater, so he didn’t condescend to go there very often. You didn’t tell me that associates of your Gov’t were going to try to kill or imprison me when I grew up Tom and then pay your supporters to keep quiet when the dirty deed had been completed!

 

David Cameron made use of Tom’s talents by appointing King as Deputy Chairman of the Conservative Party’s Policy Group on National and International Security, which Cameron set up in 2006.

 

 

In June 1983, an unknown female journalist was propelled to stardom in a Venessa Feltz-like way, was soon the centre of numerous tabloid stories and became the Queen of daytime TV – Anne Diamond. The ‘Bridgwater Mercury’ went into overdrive, because Anne Diamond had worked for them back in the mid-1970s. No-one could explain why the talent that was Diamond had been plucked from the many hundreds of other bland, banal young female journos to sit on a sofa smiling vacuously.

Diamond began her television career with BBC West in Bristol, before moving over to ATV Today as a reporter and newsreader in 1979. When ATV became Central Television in 1982, she was paired up with Nick Owen, to present the new East Midlands edition of Central News. 

The launch of the Nottingham-based service was initially delayed for a month, but then extended indefinitely. With no end in sight to the dispute, Diamond left ITN before rejoining the BBC, becoming a reporter on the nightly programme ‘Nationwide’, along with being a presenter on BBC News After Noon.

On Monday 6 June 1983, Diamond joined TV-am, owned and run by Tories Jonathan and Tim Aitken. Greg Dyke, the newly appointed programme director, spoke with Nick Owen about replacements for sacked presenters Anna Ford and Angela Rippon. Owen suggested Diamond and later that evening they met in a pub. Six weeks later Diamond joined the station.

Nick Owen went to Leeds University and graduated in 1970. His first job was as a graduate trainee on the Doncaster Evening PostAfter two years Owen moved to a job at the ‘Birmingham Evening Post’, where he reported local news. He started working for the BBC’s local radio station Radio Birmingham in 1973, as a news producer and later as Sports Editor. So Nick Owen has known about the paedophile gangs in Yorkshire and the West Midlands for a long time. Nick will have known about the corruption in the West Midlands Serious Crime Squad, that kids in care from the West Midlands were being sent to the children’s homes in north Wales and were being abused in Birmingham as well. He’ll have known about Dafydd’s mate Professor Robert Bluglass and the wrongdoing in the NHS In Birmingham. It was known that the ‘Birmingham Evening Mail’, the sister paper of the ‘Birmingham Evening Post’, would not report bad news NHS stories because it was dependent upon maintaining a good relationship with the Top Docs for its survival. The ‘Birmingham Evening Mail’ found itself compromised in lots of other ways as well.

The man who tried to kill Brown grew up in Birmingham and lived in Birmingham. By the time that he tried to kill Brown, he had beaten up and nearly killed an old man who lived in the flat above him. He was charged, but acquitted. His defence claimed that the old man had dementia and that his injuries were self-inflicted. The West Midlands Police were of the opinion that the elderly man’s assailant presented a considerable danger to the public.

 

Diamond left TV-am in 1990, to work full-time on TV Weekly, first produced by TVS and later by Topical Television, which she had presented since 1989. The programme looked behind the scenes of various television programmes and interviewed various personalities from in front and behind the camera. Diamond was rejoined with Nick Owen to present the BBC daytime show ‘Good Morning With Anne And Nick’, which ran four years, 1992-96.

In the late 1990s Diamond presented the breakfast show on the London radio station LBC. LBC also gave David Mellor a home.

Diamond married Mike Hollingsworth, a TV exec, in 1989. There was much fuss before the wedding, because Hollingsworth was married to someone else when he began his relationship with Diamond. The other Glendas really didn’t like Anne Diamond, she was constantly the centre of tabloid stories and they really went to town re Hollingsworth.

Anne and Mike had five sons, one of whom died of SIDS – cot death – in July 1991. The couple subsequently divorced in 1999.

Diamond became involved in raising awareness of SIDS after her son, Sebastian, died from the syndrome. She fronted ‘Back to Sleep’, a campaign telling parents to ensure that babies slept on their backs. I always wondered how Diamond got away with running that campaign and why she wasn’t crucified by the Top Docs. There was evidence that babies were more likely to die if placed on their bellies – but hospitals, NHS and private, until Diamond’s campaign, TOLD new mothers to place babies on their bellies to sleep, because they believed that it was safer. At the time, if you walked into a post-natal ward, all the babies would be lying there, very carefully placed on their bellies. The Top Docs’ advice had contributed to SIDS deaths. I was gobsmacked that they didn’t go after Diamond, because IF she was correct, she had exposed massive clinical failure. The Top Docs didn’t fight back and they didn’t fight her. Most unusually for Top Docs they shut their mouths and Anne lapped up the praise. Yet there was no class action on behalf of parents who had lost their babies after following the Top Docs’ deadly orders.

But then people involved with MIND at senior levels all did very well for themselves; they also knew that Dafydd et al were running a paedophile gang with connections to the highest in the land.

Diamond was awarded the Gold Medal of the Royal College of Paediatrics and Child Heath, the only time it has ever been awarded to a non-medic. You bet that they gave her a medal, they’d have given her anything to keep her mouth shut.

I wonder why they tried to kill me  and my friends instead of giving us medals?

Perhaps agents of the Top Docs did sting Diamond, because her career went very flat for a while and she was mightily mocked by the amassed Glendas for being washed up. Anne subsequently enjoyed a bit of a comeback. At about the time of oooh, Operation Pallial wasn’t it Anne?

On 28 November 2011 Diamond gave evidence at the Leveson Inquiry into the culture, practice and ethics of the press. She gave detailed accounts of intrusion by journalists into her life and her dealings with tabloid newspapers. I’m sure that it wasn’t pleasant Anne, but try being the target of the sex trafficking gang about whose activities you remained silent and made a mint out of.

 

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Being a West Country journo in the 1970s, Anne would have known the truth behind the Jeremy Thorpe scandal. She and Nick Owen would also have known about Greville Janner and his associates from their stint as journos in the east midlands.

 

In 2007 the Torygraph ran a story in which Hollingsworth’s partner – a woman much younger than him – alleged that he had been seriously violent towards her. At the time, Hollingsworth was working for Cancer Research UK.

 

Lord Max Beloff was one of the founders of the University of Buckingham, which was strongly associated with Thatcher (see previous posts). Max Beloff was also a friend of Ioan Bowen Rees, who was Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council, 1980-91. Bowen Rees was an adviser to Dafydd Wigley, the MP for Caernarfon, 1974-2001. Lord Max’s son Michael Beloff QC was Cherie’s friend and colleague and was the legal adviser to Clwyd County Council’s insurers. It was on Beloff’s advice that Clwyd County Council kept the contents of the 1996 Jillings Report into the abuse of children in the care of Clwyd County Council completely secret (see post ‘It’s A Piece Of Cake…’).

Michael Beloff and Cherie know Michael Mansfield QC, whom I wrote to about Gwynedd Social Services in 1993. Mansfield lived in Wandsworth, just down the road from St George’s Hospital Medical School, along with many of the staff of that institution. The Top Docs at St George’s were colluding with organised child abuse in collaboration with Wandsworth Social Services, who were directly in contact with Lucille Hughes, Director of Gwynedd Social Services. Donald Naismith, the Director of Education for Wandsworth, was known to be a paedophile who was abusing boys in care in the Elm Guest House at Barnes, Richmond-upon-Thames. Louis Minster was Director of Social Services for Richmond-upon-Thames and was also known to be abusing boys in care. The police were concerned that the Elm Guest House was being used as a brothel with boys in care being sold for sex there, so a raid was organised. One boy in care was found in the Elm Guest House at the time of the raid but no charges were brought. It was discovered that Louis Minster has been told in advance about the raid, on the grounds that he was Director of Social Services, rather than that he was a suspect. See post ‘Always On The Side Of The Children’.

Dr Alice Levinson, a Top Doctor employed at St George’s/Springfield who was one of those who colluded with Dafydd and the gang in 1990-91, runs a private psychotherapy practice at Richmond-Upon-Thames (see post ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London…’).

In 1986 the Professor of Paediatrics at St George’s, Oliver Brooke, was jailed for the possession of child porn and procuring an indecent image of a 14 yr old girl. Brooke was a key figure in a pan-European paedophile ring, but was nevertheless let out of prison on appeal by Lord Chief Justice Geoffrey Lane in 1987. It was Geoffrey Lane who would have been responsible for changing the presiding judge and the court when Gwynedd Social Services tried to have me imprisoned in July 1990 on the basis of the perjury of Jackie Brandt, Keith Fearns, Bob Ingham and Maggie Fookes, employees of Gwynedd Social Services and Gwynedd Health Authority. My barrister was not told of the change of court and judge, although documents in my possession show that Gwynedd County Council knew days in advance. The perjurers of Gwynedd received handwritten instructions explaining this to them, giving them directions to the correct court and were told to introduce themselves to the clerk of the court at least 20 mins before the trial, where they would be given instructions. They were told to ‘familiarise themselves with the affidavits’. Which suggests that they hadn’t seen them before, although they were alleged to have written and sworn them previously. See post ‘Some Big Legal Names Enter The Arena’.

My documents show that one of those lawyers who helped prepare the evidence against me at that time was a Frances Jones. Frances Jones still practices in north Wales. I was told that she is very, very good and is the lawyer of choice for the crooks of north Wales. Before I left Bangor University, I was attending the memorial service for a member of staff who had died and I heard a bunch of paedophiles’ friends who were sitting behind me throwing around allegations about the Vice Chancellor. Frances Jones was one of them. I recognised Frances because she had attended the police station to help me after I had been wrongfully arrested by the paedophiles’ friends just months before. Frances got me out of the police station for which I was very grateful. But I heard no more after I was released. I’m fairly sure that if one of Frances’s other clients had been wrongfully arrested after a conspiracy between the Top Docs, NHS managers and the North Wales Police, there would have been questions asked.

 

In November 1985, a group of men led by paedophile Sidney Cooke each paid £5 to gang-rape 14-year-old Jason Swift in what the media described as a homosexual orgy. After Jason’s body was found in a shallow grave by a dog walker, an investigation by the Met led to the arrest of Cooke, along with three accomplices – Leslie Bailey, Robert Oliver and Steven Barrell. Cooke was sentenced at the Old Bailey to 19 years in Wandsworth Prison in May 1989 for the manslaughter of Swift. The Top Docs of St George’s who colluded with Dafydd et al in 1990-91 (see post ‘Some Very Eminent Psychiatrists From London…’) had doings with Wandsworth Prison in their capacity as ‘expert witnesses’.

Bailey had informed authorities that Cooke was among those who murdered 7-year-old Mark Tildesley in Wokingham, who disappeared while visiting a funfair in Wokingham on the evening of 1 June 1984. Bailey alleged that Tildesley was lured away from the fair by Cooke for the promise of a 50p bag of sweets. His bicycle was found chained to railings nearby. Cooke’s role in the murder was not investigated until 1999; by this time, Bailey was dead, having been murdered in prison in October 1993. In 1991, the CPS declined to prosecute Cooke for Tildesley’s murder as he was already in prison for the manslaughter of Swift. Cooke has indicated he knows where Tildesley’s body is buried, but refuses to tell the police, or the boy’s family, the exact location.

Cooke’s sentence for the murder of Swift was reduced to 16 years on appeal in 1989 and he was paroled nine years later in April 1998. He told an appeals court that Bailey was the ringleader of the gang, who are believed to have killed at least nine victims. Cooke’s parole caused huge public outrage. This was exacerbated by a plan to move him to a hostel near two schools and Cooke himself admitted that he might re-offend; while in prison, he refused to take part in rehabilitation sessions. Police refused to disclose the location where he was to be moved, smuggling him out of jail to avoid a vigil for his victims.

At one point it was revealed that Cooke had been housed near Yeovil in Somerset. The constituency MP for Yeovil, 1983-01, was Lib Dem Paddy Ashdown. Paddy knew about Dafydd and the paedophiles and other organised child sexual abuse, including the offences committed by Cyril Smith. Paddy knew about Jeremy Thorpe and probably Clement Freud as well. Paddy held negotiations with the paedophiles’ friends from other parties on a number of occasions regarding matters such as possible coalitions to form a Gov’t, Europe and the passing of budgets.

Following an investigation by the Channel 4 documentary programme ‘Dispatches’, Thames Valley Police began the reinvestigation of a series of rape and other serious sexual offences against young boys. On 26 January 1999, Cooke was again arrested by Thames Valley Police and charged at Reading Police Station with committing 18 sex offences which occurred between 1972 and 1981. Many of the offences had come to public attention after they were disclosed in the Channel 4 documentary.

At his trial on 5 October 1999, Cooke pleaded guilty to sexually abusing two brothers on ten occasions in 1972 and 1973. He admitted to having carried out five counts of indecent assault and five counts of buggery but denied the remaining eight charges, which were four counts of rape, three further counts of indecent assault, and one of buggery, that occurred in 1981. These were abandoned by the judge, who ordered them to lie on file. Following Cooke’s sentencing, NSPCC director Jim Harding said:

I would take Jim Harding’s outrage and concern a little more seriously if I did not know that the NSPCC colluded with child abuse for years, as did the police and judiciary. Furthermore, the security services recorded that abuse and placed targets under surveillance as long ago as the late 1970s. None of the targets were warned. Some of them were subsequently murdered.

On 17 December 1999, Cooke received two life sentences and the judge told Cooke that he would only be considered for release after he had served a five-year prison sentence.

 

Nicholas van Hoogstraten was jailed as a young man in 1968 for paying a gang to attack a business rival. In 2002 Hoogstraten was jailed for 10 years for the manslaughter of a business associate. The verdict was overturned on appeal, but in 2005 he was ordered to pay the dead man’s family £6 million in a civil case. Hoogstraten is estimated to be worth about £500 million.

Some years ago Hoogstraten was investigated for tax evasion. His trial was abandoned when it was discovered that there was a plan to assassinate the presiding judge. The risk to the judge was considered too high to be taken. Hoogstraten subsequently went to live in Zimbabwe – he was a mate of Robert Mugabe.

In 1988 Hoogstraten was a guest on Channel 4’s ‘After Dark’ chat show. SO fascinating – do you know, he’s a real live gangster??? Of course he only kills the little people. And I was told by an Angel that they were known to be dangerous. They’d been Assessed. Are we all going to the 70th anniversary of the NHS then? Ah, they’re wonderful really aren’t they, you can’t complain!

 

‘Be ye ever so high, the law is above you’. Although there are exceptions of course.

 

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The Village

Recent posts have touched on how some of the paedophiles’ friends pride themselves on being Arty, in their capacities as collectors but also in terms of them occupying positions of responsibility in museums, galleries or in Gov’t roles relating to the Arts.

Dafydd’s mate Robert Bluglass excels in this field, he owns Compton Verney in Warwickshire, one of the finest galleries in Europe. In 1993, Compton Verney was purchased in a run-down state by the Peter Moores Foundation, a ‘charity supporting music and visual arts’, established by Littlewoods Chairman Peter Moores, who restored it to a gallery capable of housing international exhibitions. In 1993, my career had been destroyed, as had the media career of my friend who wanted to make a documentary about the mental health services in north Wales and the North Wales Police closed their investigation into the abuse of children in care, concluding that there was ‘no evidence’ of a paedophile ring. Thousands of statements had been taken, hundreds of complaints made and a file was sent to the CPS, yet there were no prosecutions.

In Oct 1993, John Smith, the leader of the Labour Party, appointed Ron Davies as Shadow Secretary of State for Wales. Ron and his mates were cheerleaders for devolution and it was assumed by everyone that ‘when’ a Welsh Assembly was created, Ron would be First Secretary. It all fell apart when Ron had his moment of madness on Clapham Common with a male prostitute called Boogie, just before Blair was about to make Ron First Secretary in the newly established Welsh Assembly (see post ‘Cottaging At Castle Gate’).

Compton Verney Art Gallery is now run by Compton Verney House Trust, a registered charity no less. The charity in question is one Professor Robert Bluglass, who’s ‘Trust’ is ‘supported’ by the Peter Moores Foundation, after the Peter Moores Foundation transferred Compton Verney to the management of Bluglass’s blood-soaked, safe hands. In March 2004, the Compton Verney Art Gallery was opened by Prince Charles. That’s the Prince Charles who’s office told Alison Taylor that he ‘could not get involved’ when Alison Taylor wrote and told him that children in care in north Wales were being abused; the Prince Charles who was Chancellor of UCNW when Bluglass’s mate Dafydd and his colleagues were using their roles in the College to run a sex trafficking ring; the Prince Charles who’s friend Gerald Cavendish Grosvenor, the Duke of Westminster, was the President of the City of Chester Conservative Association whilst Peter Morrison, the constituency MP was abusing kids in care in north Wales; the Prince Charles who’s mater knighted Peter Morrison in Feb 1991, the month after I’d been forced out of my job at St George’s Hospital Medical School and was facing possible imprisonment after Dafydd’s colleagues Tony and Sadie Francis had perjured themselves.

Charles, what on earth are you doing mixed up in all this??? You’re the bloody heir to the throne, Bluglass has played a leading role in an international sex trafficking racket and the most probable explanation for Bluglass’s paws being on one of the finest art galleries in Europe is that it is the means by which he is laundering money. This is a very long way from the Duchy Organic range of expensive biscuits. It is, as you might say yourself, ‘sort of…um thingy…um appalling…’. Or if you are anything like the ‘Private Eye’ spoof of you in ‘Heir Of Sorrows’ you might. Heir of serious organised crime. It really is appalling. Pass me an oatcake, this is even more ridiculous than Jimmy Savile offering Charles and Di marriage guidance.

An online guide to ‘Greeting The Queen’ reassures readers that they mustn’t worry about what to say, they must just curtsy.

‘Have you come far?’ ‘Yes, I’ve fled north Wales because your son’s associates tried to kill me.’

It has recently been reported that Charles will be giving evidence to the IICSA relating to Bishop Peter Ball. Peter Ball was imprisoned for 32 months in 2015, for sex offences against children carried out between the 1970s and the 90s. The police received their first report in 1992. No charges were brought, but Ball resigned. It has been revealed that Charles had exchanged letters with Ball and that an independent inquiry found that Ball had ‘exploited his contact’ with members of the Royal Family, but there was ‘no evidence’ that Charles or any other Royals ‘sought to intervene at any point in order to protect or promote Ball’. Well that’s a relief, it’s simply that Charles is constantly rubbing noses with people who are involved with child abuse but can’t ‘get involved’ when he receives a letter telling him that someone has witnessed them abusing kids, it’s really nothing more sinister than that.

When Ball was reported for child abuse in 1992, the CPS received over 2000 letters of support for him, including letters from Cabinet Ministers and members of the Royal Family. It has not been made public who those Cabinet Ministers or Royals were. I was unaware that the CPS ever accepted ‘letters of support’. When I was prosecuted for ‘looking at a social worker in Safeways’ and for ‘calling Alun Davies a fat idiot’, no-one ever told me that I could get my mates to write to the CPS in support of me. I don’t know anyone else who was given that opportunity either.

Well it just goes to show that it’s one rule for molesting Bishops and another rule for the victims of sex trafficking gangs…

It has been admitted that Ball ‘tried to use his contact with with Charles to influence George Carey’, who was Archbishop of Canterbury at the time. I’m not sure that Ball will have needed to do that, George Carey used to be the Bishop of Bath and Wells and Somerset had one ‘dirty vicar’ known to me who molested the Brownies and Guides and another vicar who married a girl of about nineteen when he was nearly 50, who violently assaulted the kids in the local primary school and then nicked the money from the Church. Neither of them faced charges and ‘Bishop George’ – as Brown’s mum used to respectfully call him – did bugger all. All we ever heard about Bishop George were his fund-raising schemes such as the offer for the bereaved to sponsor a pipe of the organ in Wells Cathedral in memory of their loved one. Those pipes came at a very high price and it always sounded like a bit of a con to me.

Now that the paedophiles’ friends have bumped Brown’s dad off, I’ll reveal a state secret. When Col Brown organised HM Lilibet’s Silver Jubilee Celebrations in Bristol – for which Lilibet gave him an OBE – Col Brown wrote to the Palace to ask what to do about providing a bog for Lilibet, only not using that expression obviously. He received a letter back telling him that Lilibet ‘will not need to retire’. How Lilibet knew that she wouldn’t need to go for a piddle I do not know. Perhaps she’s had her pelvic floor tightened by Professor Stuart Stanton at St George’s Hospital Medical School, although she might not have risked going under his knife – his junior doctors all used to observe ‘God, I wouldn’t let him operate on me’.

 

I recommend that readers visit the Compton Verney website in order to see photos of the landscaped gardens (they were designed by Capability Brown no less) and the treasures that pack Bluglass’s house of ill-gotten gains. Meanwhile, here’s the spiel encouraging interested parties to join in the crime spree:

Corporate Sponsorship and Membership

Let’s all join in a chorus of ‘Delilah’ – ‘She stood there laughing’…

What a bunch of dickwits, even if they are serious criminals of dickwits.

 

Robert Bluglass is not the only paedophiles’ friend – indeed even Dafydd’s friend – who has an interest in art. Lloyd Tyrell-Kenyon, the 5th Baron Kenyon, who’s son Thomas died of HIV/AIDS but before that was known to be abusing at least one boy in care in north Wales, was, among all his many other public positions (see post ‘A Bit More Paleontology’), Chairman of Gwasg Gregynog Press, 1978-91; President of the National Museum of Wales, 1952-57; a Trustee of the National Portrait Gallery, 1955-88 and a member of the Royal Commission on Historical Manuscripts, 1966-93. It was Lord Kenyon who was credited with transforming the National Portrait Gallery from a small specialist museum into ‘one of the great national galleries’.

 

Previous posts have noted how many paedophiles’ friends have been involved with the Arts Council of Great Britain. Harold Wilson’s friend and crooked solicitor Lord Arnold Goodman was Chair of the Arts Council, 1965-72 and had a symbiotic relationship with Jennie Lee, Nye Bevan’s widow, who was Minister of Arts, 1964-70, under Harold Wilson (see post ‘The White Heat Of This Revolution’). Goodman was succeeded by Lord Patrick Gibson who was Chair of the Arts Council, 1972-77. Gibson was the paedophiles’ friend who knew that the victims of Dafydd and the paedophiles were being contained in low paid seasonal jobs at Penrhyn Castle (see post ‘Today We Have Naming Of Parts’). Sir Kenneth Robinson was Chairman, 1977-82. Robinson did Dafydd and the paedophiles a great many favours when Robinson was Health Minister, 1964-68 under Wilson and then again in his capacity as the President of the National Institute for Mental Health (MIND) (see post ‘The White Heat Of This Revolution’). Sir William Rees-Mogg was Chairman of the Arts Council, 1982-89. Mystic Mogg was a political appointment of Thatcher’s – he was a Tory, the former Editor of ‘The Times’, 1967-81 and a BBC Governor. He was also Chairman of the publishers Pickering and Chatto and a columnist for The Indie and the ‘Daily Mail’. Mystic Mogg stated in his memoirs in 2011 that Murdoch had been excellent for ‘The Times’ and for Fleet Street.

In April 1986, ‘The Times’ reported the case of Ceryl Wyn Davies, the Gwynedd Headmaster who was imprisoned for abusing his pupils, after being allowed to return to teaching in spite of a previous prison sentence for abusing his pupils (see post ‘Today We Have Naming Of Parts’). ‘The Times’ had reported on a scandal involving the serious neglect of Dafydd’s patients at the North Wales Hospital Denbigh some 20 yrs previously, but remained silent about north Wales abuse horrors from 1986 onward. Rupert Murdoch bought ‘The Times’ in 1981 and Sir Simon Jenkins, who has a home in Gwynedd, was Editor of ‘The Times’, 1990-92 (see post ‘Today We Have Naming Of Parts’). Simon must have missed that police investigation and all those deaths…

 

Rees-Mogg had a house in Somerset but spent most of his time in London, although he waved his Somerset credentials about a lot. He was High Sheriff of Somerset, 1975-78, so he would have known Brown’s father, who was Deputy Lieutenant at about the same time.

Mystic Mogg was of course the father of Jacob. When I was at school, Jacob featured in the ‘Western Daily Press’ and when he was about 10 yrs old he was promoted as a child prodigy with regard to his investments on the stock market. The ‘Western Daily Press’ was a sort of west country version of ‘The Sun’, a right wing newspaper which contained a lot of sex stories, although not pics of topless teenagers. The ‘Western Daily Press’ caught a whiff of sex everywhere, even when reporting serious harm or death. One memorable headline was ‘It’s Sex On Top Of The Cliff, Then Over We Go’, which was a report about quite a dangerous accident.

The ‘Western Daily Press’ also really maxed out on Diana Dors because she was from Swindon, but they had to keep remembering not to mention that her friends were gangsters and armed robbers. I think that Dors and her mates hung out at the Webbington Country Club near Bristol, which was viewed as a sort of Sodom and Gomorrah, the scene of gun fights and a venue for prostitution. The ‘Western Daily Press’ did manage to report it when Dors’ husband the actor Alan Lake was found shot dead. Lake’s death was always attributed to suicide but now I have a greater understanding of the circles in which he and Dors moved, I am wondering if questions were deliberately not asked about that death. As a young man, Lake went to prison after a particularly vicious pub brawl, which resulted in his mate Leapy Lee receiving an even longer sentence than Lake because he stabbed the pub’s relief manager. Leapy Lee was a rather lame pop singer who’s only hit was with the song ‘Little Arrows’. It would be a bit like Peter Noone of Herman’s Hermits being banged up for stabbing someone.

One of the Hergest Unit patients who derived such entertainment from Dafydd used to chunder on in a Dafydd-voice about Dafydd listening to Herman’s Hermits records. The joke arose from an incident in which Dafydd had tried to get down with the kids – the man in question had been sectioned and was telling Dafydd that he had gone up into the mountains and ‘I ate some grass’. To which Dafydd responded ‘do ewe mean mari-jew-ana?’ and the Hergest patient said ‘no, grass’. So Dafydd asked ‘why were ewe eating grass?’ The Hergest patient replied ‘because I was thirsty’. Dafydd diagnosed paranoid schizophrenia. I had no idea at the time that Dafydd’s gang were selling disadvantaged kids and young people to rock stars for sex, I just used to roll around laughing at Dafydd’s idea of the counter-culture. Who knows, perhaps Herman and his Hermits were buying underaged boys off Dafydd, along with everyone else.

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After coming out of prison, Alan Lake had a serious riding accident which nearly paralysed him and then he became an alcoholic and experienced psychotic episodes. He was treated by a Top Doctor, but I don’t know who. Lake became seriously depressed after Dors’ died and in Oct 1984 he was found dead having been shot in the head after taking his son to the railway station. His body was found in his son’s bedroom.

Lake played parts in the TV programmes ‘The Underworld’, ‘Locate And Destroy’, ‘Dixon Of Dock Green’, ‘Crown Court’, ‘Angels’, ‘No Hiding Place’, ‘Paint Me A Murder’ and ‘Hart To Hart’. His films included ‘Catch Us If You Can’.

 

Mystic Mogg’s daughter Annunziata stood unsuccessfully for a Somerset constituency for the Tories in the 2010 General Election and caused much mirth by calling herself ‘Nancy Mogg’ for electioneering purposes. Not that it fooled anyone.

 

In 1989 Lord Peter Palumbo succeeded Mystic Mogg as Chairman of the Arts Council and remained in post until 1993. Tory peer Palumbo is the son of Randolph Palumbo, himself a major property developer. Peter Palumbo was educated at Eton and then studied at Worcester College, Oxford. In 1972 Palumbo bought Farnsworth House in the US, expanded and improved the house by adding furniture of the man who designed the house and by purchasing adjacent properties and placing in them the work of eminent sculptors. Palumbo sold the property at auction to the National Trust for historic preservation in 2003. Palumbo also owns other swish properties in the US and for a time owned a Le Corbusier in Paris. In 1994 Palumbo demolished the Mappin & Webb building in the City of London and replaced it with a building designed by Sir James Stirling, which was opened by the Governor of the Bank of England, Eddie George.

Palumbo was a Trustee of the Tate, 1978-85 and Chairman of its foundation, 1986-87. He served as a Trustee for the Whitechapel Art Gallery and of the Natural History Museum. He was Chairman of the Serpentine Gallery’s Board of Trustees. He was also the Chancellor of the University of Portsmouth and the Chairman of the Friends of Highgate Cemetery. He has been on the Board of Trustees of The Architecture Foundation. Palumbo is or was Chairman of the jury of the Pritzker Prize for Architecture.

Palumbo led the fundraising effort to resurrect and refurbish the Church of St Stephen Walbrook in London, a building by Sir Christopher Wren. Henry Moore was commissioned by Palumbo to build a stone altar for the church. The former rector of St Stephen Walbrook and founder of the Samaritans, Dr Chad Varah, was the family chaplain. 

There were considerable problems in Bangor after the Samaritans refused to help suicidal people if they were mental health patients because the Samaritans ‘weren’t trained’ and ‘people like that often kill themselves anyway’. What made it worse was that the Hergest Unit were refusing to treat many mental health patients and would simply give them the phone number of the Samaritans and then call the police to throw them out of the hospital.

Palumbo was a polo team mate of Prince Charles and the two were close until 1984 when Charles publicly criticised some of Palumbo’s architecture. Palumbo nevertheless still became godfather to Princess Beatrice.  

Palumbo was created a life peer by Thatch in Feb 1991 – the same month as Peter Morrison was knighted! 

 

Palumbo’s eldest son is Jamie Palumbo who in 2017 had an estimated fortune of £350 million. He was educated at Eton and Worcester College, Oxford. From 1984-92, Palumbo worked for Merrill Lynch and Morgan Grenfell. 

In Sept 1991 Jamie Palumbo, together with his school friend Humphrey Waterhouse and DJ Justin Berkmann, founded the Ministry of Sound nightclub in South London. Initially Palumbo lost control of the club to drug dealers and a fight to regain control ensued. One wonders to what extent Jamie Palumbo ‘regained control’. Ministry of Sound has expanded into a number of areas including recorded music, live events, digital media and merchandise. Ministry of Sound Recordings is the largest independent music company in the world. In 2016 Palumbo sold Ministry of Sound Recordings to the Sony Music Group for $104 million.

It was the Sony subsidiary Epic which gave the Super Furry Animals such a generous recording deal (see post ‘The International Language Of Screaming’). The leading light in the Super Furries was Gruff Rhys, the son of Ioan Bowen Rees who was Chief Exec of Gwynedd County Council whilst the paedophile ring made merry within the Council’s children’s homes.

In 1994 Palumbo launched legal proceedings against his father with his sister, claiming that his father had mismanaged the family trust and subsequently his father resigned as a trustee. In 2010 new proceedings were launched relating to another family trust, his father also resigned from this trust and paid legal fees. I hate to think what Jamie will do when his dad dies, the notion of ‘where’s a will there’s a relative’ will be taken to a whole new level.

Jamie Palumbo is a major donor to the Lib Dems and in Oct 2013 received a peerage.

 

In 1993 Alexander Ruthven, Earl Gowrie aka Grey Gowrie, became Chairman of the Arts Council of Great Britain. Grey Gowrie’s grandfather was Governor General of Australia and Gowrie was educated at Eton, Balliol College and Harvard.

Grey Gowrie succeeded to the earldom of Gowrie on the death of his grandfather on 2 May 1955; at the same time he succeeded as 2nd Viscount Ruthven of Canberra and 2nd Baron Gowrie of Canberra and of Dirleton (East Lothian). In 1956, he further succeeded his great-uncle the 10th Lord Ruthven of Freeland as 3rd Baron Ruthven of Gowrie.

Lord Gowrie inherited his estate in County Kildare from his great-aunt Sheelagh Blacker in 1967 and later sold it to Tony O’Reilly, to whom he also sold his Dublin home on Fitzwilliam Square. Sir Anthony O’Reilly is the billionaire Irish former businessman and international rugby union player. O Reilly led the Independent News & Media Group, 1973-09 and is the former CEO and Chairman of the H.J. Heinz Company. He was the leading shareholder of Waterford Wedgwood.

Gowrie lived partly in Ireland until 1983 and then moved to the marches region of Wales, while also maintaining a London residence for much of the period.

Grey Gowrie joined the Tory frontbench under Ted Heath in 1972 as a Whip and remained in position until 1974. He served under Thatcher as Minister of State for Employment, 1979-81 and as Minister of State for N Ireland, 1981-83. So Gowrie served in Thatcher’s Gov’t with Peter Morrison and would have been party to what had gone on at the Kincora Boys’ Home. Thatch then appointed Gowrie as Minister for the Arts, 1983-85. He was also Chancellor of the Duchy of Lancaster between 1984-85. Despite being offered the post of Secretary of State for Education and Science, Gowrie resigned from the Cabinet in 1985, stating that it was impossible for him to live in London on the salary provided for the post. Grey Gowrie is very rich and very posh, so ‘Private Eye’ made much of Gowrie’s low wages as a Cabinet Minister and there was comment about the need to stop the priceless work of art that was The Gowrie from leaving Britain.

Grey Gowrie was also Chairman of Sotheby’s, 1985–1994.

The Arts Council of Great Britain was divided in 1994 to form the Arts Council of England, Scottish Arts Council and Arts Council of Wales. At the same time the National Lottery was established and the Arts Council of England became one of the distribution bodies, thus The Gowrie was responsible for dishing out the dosh. The National Lottery was of course Thatcher’s big idea – Thatch maintained that it would provide an opportunity for the creation of more millionaires. If the old cow was still alive I’d remind her that it is quite difficult to make a living by gambling – even George Carman had to use his income as a corrupt barrister to subsidise his huge gaming debts – and contrary to the advert assuring us that it ‘could be you’, it was most unlikely to be. It’s called statistical probability, Thatch would have done well to have acquainted herself with the notion. However there have been a number of scandals when it has been revealed that Lottery money has been used for certain minority interests including gay and lesbian groups, some of which have not been what they pretended to be. The National Lottery looks kindly upon ‘mental health support groups’ and the like as well.

Now why would a filthy rich, multiply titled connoisseur of fine art and paedophiles’ friend like The Gowrie have been interested in causes like that? The Chairman of Sotheby’s was not going to be found sitting in the MIND ‘drop in’ in Bangor, being told that there was ‘nothing they could do’ when distressed Empowered Service Users recounted tales of serious crime on the part of the mental health services and others. There was someone who was banned from the Bangor MIND drop in – it was the Hergest patient who was a fine art graduate and who used to bang on about the World of Art and the filthy lucre and sexploitation involved. But Helen Milne, the inadequate, lame servant of Dafydd’s who ran the drop in, only banned him AFTER he’d given the lecture on art and the free lessons for the Empowered Service Users.

Helen’s colleague Alison Greenaway was the Bangor MIND co-ordinator for donkey’s years – then Alison trained as a psychiatric social worker and made her loyalties quite clear, as patients were found dead and went to prison – she didn’t say a word (see post ‘A Bit More About Those Very Muddy Waters’). Alison felt the call of social work at about the time of the Waterhouse Inquiry.

Meanwhile Helen Milne also led Bangor Rape Crisis.

It was an absolutely joke, there was not one ‘helping agency’ in north Wales that Dafydd and the paedophiles did not control. It seems that they even had The Gowrie in their pocket.

 

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones:

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Alexander Patrick Greysteil Hore-Ruthven, 2nd Earl of Gowrie:

Dr Dafydd Alun Jones

 

 

Now if Wingett’s the auctioneers near Wrexham had been involved in channelling dosh to the paedophiles’ friends, it would not surprise me. This is the Chairman of Sotheby’s that we are talking about.

 

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The Gowrie lectured at Harvard and UCL and was Provost of the Royal College of Art. He is a Patron of the Elton John AIDS Foundation. Together with Rowan Williams and Sir Daniel Day-Lewis, he is a Patron of the ‘Wilfred Owen Association’. In terms of the subject matter of my post ‘Today We Have Naming Of Parts’, The Gowrie is a substantial part. The Gowrie was a founding Director of the British Friends of the National Gallery of Ireland.

In the summer of 1999, having been diagnosed with a serious heart condition, The Gowrie checked into Harefield Hospital and, after a heart transplant and a long recovery, left hospital in 2000. He became friends with his principal surgeon, Sir Magdi Yacoub and now Chairs the institute named for him. 

Magdi Yacoub worked with Dame Julia Polak, the person who was alleged to have been the most unscrupulous liar and fraudster at Hammersmith Hospital/Royal Postgraduate Medical School when I was there in 1986-87. Some years later Polak and Yacoub claimed to have performed a life-saving medical miracle on Polak herself and then founded a research institute on the basis of that miracle. My post ‘I Don’t Believe It!’ explains why I suspect that this was the most audacious of all Polak’s alleged research frauds.

In 2003 The Gowrie was elected a Fellow of the Royal Society of Literature. In Jan 2009, The Gowrie accepted Farad Azima’s invitation to Chair the Advisory Board of the Iran Heritage Foundation.

The Gowrie’s first wife was Alexandra Bingley, daughter of Colonel Robert Bingley. I’ve done a bit of digging to try and find out if Robert Bingley is any relation of the Bingley clan who colluded with Dafydd and the paedophiles for so many years but surprise, surprise, the info doesn’t seem to be available.

 

 

The Arts Council dates back to the 1940s. In 1940, the Council for the Encouragement of Music and the Arts (CEMA), was appointed to help promote and maintain British culture. The Council was Gov’t funded and after WWII was renamed the Arts Council of Great Britain.

A  Royal Charter was granted on 9 Aug 1946, followed by another in 1967. The latter provided for functions in Scotland and Wales to be conducted by two almost autonomous committees known as the Scottish and Welsh Arts Councils – the basis for today’s Scottish Arts Council and Arts Council of Wales.

The Council’s first Chairman was John Maynard Keynes who used his influence in Gov’t to secure a high level of funding, despite Britain’s severe economic problems following WWII. The majority of this funding was directed to organisations with which Keynes had close ties such as the Royal Opera House and was restricted to Central London. Keynes used his political influence to ensure that the Arts Council reported directly to the Treasury, establishing the principle of an ‘arms length’ relationship between UK Arts policy and the Gov’t of the day.

After Keynes’ death, Gov’t funding was reduced, but the Arts Council received wide recognition for its contribution to the Festival of Britain thanks to the new Chairman Kenneth Clark. Kenneth Clark was the father of the odious sexual predator, the Tory MP Alan Clark. Alan Clark was constantly constructed as a bit of a character – he was actually someone who had sex with anything that moved, including non-consenting people who were below 16 yrs old. Clark regularly exposed himself to school girls and would follow young women around London whom he’d seen on public transport and had taken a shine to. Clark was a junior Minister in Thatcher’s Gov’t in the Depts of Employment, Trade and Defence. He worked at the Dept of Employment with Ken Clarke and Ken Clarke’s autobiography alleges that Alan Clark rarely made it into work and spent most of his time drunk. Alan Clark wrote about the quality of the ‘globes’ of the young women whom he saw on trains and remarked upon Thatch’s ‘very pretty ankles’. Which caused Ian Hislop to remark that Thatcher’s globes obviously weren’t worth a comment.

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It really is quite unbelievable that someone allowed this lot to run a country.

Art works commissioned by the Council for the Festival of Britain were retained to form the basis of the Arts Council Collection. 

Under Wilson’s Gov’t of 1964-70, it is said that the Arts Council enjoyed a ‘golden age’, thanks to the close relationship between paedophiles’ friends Chairman Arnold Goodman and the Arts Minister Jennie Lee. This period saw the Arts Council establish a network of arts organisations across the country and a programme of touring exhibitions and performances.

During the 1970s and 1980s the Arts Council came under attack for being elitist and politically biased, in particular from Tebbit. It is clear from the Arts Council Chairs appointed by Thatcher that under the Tories it did not become less elitist or less politically biased in any way – instead of being run by paedophiles’ friends of a left wing bent, it was run by very rich paedophiles’ friends who were Tories. The Gov’t grant to the Council was capped, the idea being that the shortfall would be made up by increased sponsorship from the private sector.

The Secretary-General of the Arts Council from 1975–83 was Roy Shaw, the last Secretary-General to be knighted. Presumably after 1983, Lilibet had her hands full dishing the knighthoods out to Peter Morrison, Jimmy Savile and their ilk. Shaw faced the ‘difficult task’ of reconciling ‘the needs’ of arts organisations with the restricted funding. Mystic Mogg proposed slimming down the Council’s responsibilities. This led to a series of clashes with leading luvvies such as Peter Hall, who resigned from the Arts Council in protest. In 1987 the restructure inspired by Mystic Mogg cut by half the number of organisations receiving Arts Council funding. During the same period, the Arts Council began ‘encouraging a greater level of corporate sponsorship for the arts’, which I think means that Charles Saatchi was allowed to call the shots. Hence the elevation of Tracey Emin’s NHS-style disgusting bed and her ‘everyone whom I have ever shagged’ tent to the status of works of art.

Charles Saatchi became famous all over again in 2013, after he was photographed with his hands around the neck of his wife, Nigella Lawson, the daughter of former Chancellor Nigel Lawson. Charles maintained that it was a ‘playful tiff’. An acrimonious divorce followed with allegations and counter-allegations of unpleasant behaviour on the part of Saatchi and coke snorting on the part of Nigella. When Nigella Lawson was at Oxford, she was involved with the Dangerous Sports Club, a bunch of Top Tossers who routinely did some very dangerous and frequently unlawful things but who never faced many consequences.

A leading light in the Dangerous Sports Club was Tommy Leigh-Pemberton, the son of the Robin Leigh-Pemberton, the Governor of the Bank of England, 1983-93 . Tommy Leigh-Pemberton died in what is always described as a ‘tragic accident’, the details of which were not made public. I know the details. Tommy Leigh-Pemberton was shot dead, deliberately, by someone whom he had really pissed off. Leigh-Pemberton was a twat of the highest order and there was nothing that he liked more than driving dangerously, at speed, through built-up areas. He was living in Kenya and it was known that the staff of one of the embassies in Nairobi were trigger happy and that if someone drove past at speed, potshots would be taken at them. So the wanker Tommy and his mates dared each other to drive past and elicit the bullets. Which they did, repeatedly. Until one of the bullets hit Leigh-Pemberton and killed him. The truth behind Leigh-Pemberton’s death did not appear in any media report.

Leigh-Pemberton and his mates revelled in doing anything, anything at all, knowing that their Top Tory parents would get them off the hook, no matter how dangerous or illegal it had been.

The founder of the Dangerous Sports Club was David Kirke – although that was not  his real name – who lied and swindled his way around the world’s best hotels, spinning a yarn about being an Oxford Professor. After many years of fraud and deception, the world finally caught up with David Kirke in the early 1990s and he was imprisoned. His defence team stated that he was a ‘Walter Mitty’ character and was manic to boot. He wasn’t, he was a conman who targeted people whom he knew would be impressed with fuckwittery and a plummy accent. Graham Chapman of Monty Python was associated with the Dangerous Sports Club, as a consequence of Kirke wanting to ingratiate himself to someone affluent and famous to gain, as Kirke himself said, ‘some crumbs from the rich man’s table’.

Nigella’s association with the crook Kirke and his friends was never publicised. But then no-one mentioned that her father’s constituency was in Leicestershire, in the area of the Leicestershire Child Abuse Scandal with the associated serious criminality.

Now Nigella! Who ordered Kirke to contact people who knew me from years previously and pay them all that money to ensure that if – or indeed when – I was found dead, or was imprisoned, that a pack of lies would be told about me, by people ‘who really knew what she was like’? Because someone gave them a great deal of money, whilst I was working at St George’s Hospital Medical School. Thousands and thousands of pounds, two Range Rovers were purchased, a country house, it was incredible. Furthermore Nigella, how did your daddy and his mates ensure that no-one went to prison when the man whom you paid to collaborate with you regarding my allegations re Dafydd and the paedophiles KILLED that young Bulgarian student? The whole of Somerset wanted to know why it was only a manslaughter charge, not murder and why the judge ordered them to be acquitted. Bristol Crown Court, 2004. What was going on exactly?

I think that the Angels of north Wales are going to have to give many more interviews about being attacked by Dangerous Patients to get out of this one. We’ll need a few more cures for cancer as well. And a ‘Save The NHS March’ through central London.

Robin Leigh-Pemberton was given a peerage – in 1992. Once those five other witnesses had been safely killed by that firebomb and once my career had been wrecked and the career of my friend who had been planning to make a documentary about north Wales.

Leigh-Pemberton is dead, as is Thatch who appointed him as Governor of the Bank of England. But the man who gave him a peerage is alive and kicking and has questions to answer.

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Here’s a close pal of some murdering bastards, at a photo shoot at Selfridge’s no less. Probably after a visit to the hairdresser and a quick snort. She needs to look her best! Not that Nigel Lawson would ever have allowed his own kids within a mile of Dafydd – it was other people’s children whom he preyed on. Particularly when there was an election to be won.

 

 

As for all that modern art that Charles Saatchi purchased, I cannot help but wonder if someone was having a laugh at his expense. Perhaps someone who knew that the World of Art was crawling with rich abusive people and fancied making it a laughing stock? Hence Viz magazine’s awards for the best modern art spotted on Newcastle-Upon-Tyne bus shelters – the prize winner was 14 yr old Jason with his piece of graffiti ‘My Penis Smells of Apples’. Had Jason been blonde and pretty, no doubt ‘My Penis Smells Of Apples’ would have found its way into Saatchi’s Chelsea gallery.

 

My post ‘The International Language Of Screaming’ mentioned the art student turned Hergest Unit patient who told me that if he wanted, he could take the art world by storm with his construction ‘Turd Eclipsing The Sun’ in return for selling his bottom to the Big Beasts. I doubt that he could have at that point because he was in his 40s and had suffered from the ravages of Dafydd’s ‘help’, but when he was young I think it highly likely that his plan would have worked. This man supplied me with the names of many of the Great n Good, whom he assured me survived on a diet of cocaine, champagne and underaged kids. The names that I was given included Francis Bacon, Lucian Freud and David Hockney. The Hergest staff were far too bigoted to listen to a word that this man said, but I did and the reason why he was illegally imprisoned by Dafydd many years previously was that he objected to a North Wales Police Sergeant appearing at his side when he was in the loo and naked, after he had been fitted up for drugs offences. His objection to the police officer was met with a punch in the face, imprisonment in Risley Remand Centre and a lifetime in the ‘care’ of the paedophiles’ friends.

Ella Fisk, an Angel who worked at the Hergest Unit, once told me that I was ‘so much more intelligent’ than this man. No I was not, he did have a brain but it had been completely scrambled, initially by psychedelic drugs, but then it had then been finished off by the ‘medication’ that he was assured was absolutely necessary. I knew what he was being given – he didn’t because he knew bugger all about pharmacology – and I knew exactly what it was doing to him…Despite the best efforts of the paedophiles’ friends, some of his memories were crystal clear – of Denbigh, of Risley Remand Centre, of the rock scene in the 60s and 70s and of the art world. Dafydd knew what that man had witnessed and a decision was taken to ensure that – like everyone else who could name people in High Society who had done things that they shouldn’t have – this man disappeared in the criminal justice and mental health system of north Wales.

 

Mr Murdoch – there is more than one ageing Empowered Service User in north Wales who has named your wife’s ex as being part of a very sordid scene when he was younger. Before he was Sirred and sent his kids to Eton.

 

The Arts Council England’s website tells us that ‘We invest public money to make great art that has an impact on everyone’s lives’. It’s certainly had an impact on mine, they bankrolled the friends of a gang of sex traffickers who tried to kill me.

One of the websites ‘telling the story’ of the Arts Council features a splendid picture of Judi Dench and Ian McKellen doing their Shakespearean bit. Dame Judi is of course Robert Bluglass’s old mucker and Sir Ian is the man who campaigned long and hard to have gay people accepted into public life and polite society. I don’t have a problem with that, but an archive clip of an interview with Sir Ian on this subject shows him naming Michael Barrymore as a high profile Funnyman who to Sir Ian’s delighht had by then been taken into the nation’s hearts. Sir Ian gave that interview before a sexually injured corpse was found in Barrymore’s swimming pool, a sexually injured corpse who’s presence in that pool has never been explained.

Awight!

I know nuzzing…

Sir Ian only came out as gay in 1988, but his orientation was well-known in the acting world long before then. Sir Ian Bravely Spoke Out against Section 28, the insanity dreamt up by Thatcher’s Gov’t to prevent local authorities from ‘promoting homosexuality’ whilst kids in care in north Wales were imprisoned or killed lest anyone be in a position to testify that her mate Peter Morrison was abusing them. Section 28 was enacted in May 1988, which was after Alison Taylor and I had refused to keep quiet about Dafydd and the paedophiles and after Mary Wynch had done battle in court with them. So how about a grand gesture from a Gov’t of hypocrites who were knowingly colluding with the trafficking of kids in care for both heterosexual and homosexual tastes?

It was Jill Knight – now Baroness Knight – who introduced Section 28. Knight had some quaint ideas about gays – she was on record as stating that they were good with antiques – but she didn’t think that they should be promoted or indeed allowed to be parents. More importantly, Jill Knight was for years a member of the Monday Club, which was heaving with Tories who were concealing the abuse of children and contained a number who were actually abusing kids themselves. Jill was MP for Birmingham Edgbaston, 1966-97. Jill, having spent more than 30 years living cheek by jowl with the corrupt professionals who oiled the wheels of Dafydd’s trafficking gang and sent kids in care into his arms, I presume that you are well-acquainted with a man called Robert Bluglass, who virtually ran the NHS in Birmingham.

 

Sir Ian stated that he had to Do Something About Section 28, even if it ruined his career. Of course it did not ruin his career – everyone already knew that he was gay – in fact it did his career a great deal of good, he was hailed a Champ of the Oppressed. Which could have been very useful if there had been any service users knocking around who might have remembered Sir Ian or his mates utilising the services provided by Dafydd and Lucille.

In 2010 Sir Ian featured in TV adverts to support Age UK, which was formed from the merger of Age Concern and Help the Aged – Sir Ian gave his time free of charge. Paedophiles’ friend Margaret Hanson, the Vice-Chair of the Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board, was formerly the Chief Exec of Age Concern in North East Wales. Before that, Margaret was a children’s and family social worker and a Councillor in Cheshire. Whilst Dafydd’s paedophile gang operated in that county. Margaret’s husband David Hanson is the Labour MP for Delyn and the former PPS To Tony Blair.

Sir Ian’s former partner is Sean Mathias, a theatre and film director. Sean Mathias is described as being ‘Welsh-born’ – whether he is any relation of William Mathias, the esteemed late Welsh composer who was Prof of Music at UCNW for many years as well as a paid-up paedophiles’ friend (see post ‘Just A Language Divide?’), I don’t know.

Sir Ian was knighted in the New Years Honours 1991 – just like Sir Peter Morrison!

 

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Sir Ian at Manchester Pride 2010:

 

The Ass-headed Bottom:

 

Sir Roy Shaw – the Secretary General of the Arts Council, 1975-83 – also sat on Harold Wilson’s OU planning committee, along with a number of paedophiles’ friends (see post ‘Anthem For Doomed Youth’).

Shaw grew up in considerable hardship in Sheffield, but his schooling was terminated early as a result of Crohn’s disease. He left school young, worked first in a butcher’s shop and then at the ‘Sheffield Telegraph’ and for Sheffield Library. Shaw gained a place at the Quaker college at Woodbrooke, Birmingham, for a pre-university course in 1941. Previous posts have mentioned the involvement of a number of Quakers in the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal. Shaw later went to Manchester University, graduating in 1946.

While at Manchester University Sir Roy was an editor of the journal, ‘Humanitas’, along with Herbert McCabe, who later became a Dominican priest. In 1946, Shaw married Gwenyth Baron. They had seven children, including the Sussex University sociologist Professor Martin Shaw and the journalist Phil Shaw. Martin Shaw is a member of the Labour Party, a former International Socialist and was active in E.N.D. and other leftist groups.

 

In 1946, Sir Roy Shaw was appointed a tutor for the WEA in the East Riding of Yorkshire. In 1947, Shaw became a Lecturer in the Department of Extra-Mural Studies at the University of Leeds and in 1958 he was appointed Director of the Leeds University Adult Education Centre in Bradford. Shaw organised art exhibitions, concerts, and visits by theatre and opera groups.

There was organised sex offending in the Leeds and Bradford areas as well as in the wider Yorkshire region as long  the late 1940s – the situation was considerably inflamed by Jimmy Savile just a few years later. People involved in adult education/sociology/community studies will have known about it.

In 1962 Shaw was appointed Head of Adult Education at the University of Keele, which had a long running problem with paedophiles and those who protected them working there. Keele gave Shaw a Chair in 1967. While at Keele Shaw became a BBC Governor and a Governor of the  British Film Institute and it was at that time that he became involved in the foundation of the OU.

Shaw was the theatre critic of ‘The Tablet’, 1990-2000. He remained concerned with political issues, for example visiting Israel in 1994 to press for the release of the nuclear whistle-blower Mordechai Vanunu. In 2006, at the age of 88, Shaw Chaired the Celebrating Age festival in Brighton and Hove.

Shaw converted to Catholicism in 1955, but left the RC Church in the late 1960s and returned in the 1970s.

Shaw’s Indie obituary states that ‘he built Keele University’s outreach work in the Potteries and the surrounding villages’, that ‘he also became a national figure in the movement for second-chance education’ and that ‘he championed theatre in the round at the Victoria Theatre in Stoke-on-Trent, and loved music hall and comedians (especially Ken Dodd) as much as the classics’.

A long standing network of abusers targeting children in care with the usual knock-on effect on the mental health services/NHS existed in the Staffordshire area and my post ‘My Arse – It’s Tatifilarious’ details Ken Dodd’s links with those involved in the abuse of vulnerable people, including in north Wales.

Shaw also had dealings with Ruskin College, which educated many future Labour MPs (see post ‘A Study In Tyranny’). In the mid-1960s, Matt Arnold taught at Ruskin and Peter Howarth was a student of his. Arnold later became the Headmaster of Bryn Estyn when it bloomed into a major centre of paedophile activity and Howarth was one of the few who did actually end up going to prison for abusing boys there. Arnold and Howarth had previously worked together at Axwell Park Approved School in Gateshead, where the boys had been abused…

 

Shaw had a ‘passionate conviction’ that funding the arts was the state’s job – not that of private benefactors or commercial sponsors. At Shaw’s retirement party in 1983 he asked the then Arts Minister The Gowrie whether he had read the paper Shaw prepared on developing wider access to the arts, which The Gowrie had not even acknowledged. The Gowrie replied ‘Oh, yes, but my main concern is to foster the growth of business sponsorship.’

So it was either state-funded sexual exploitation or sexual exploitation funded by corporate sponsorship. It was a win-win situation for Dafydd et al. What nobody would do was expose what was going on. Shaw’s obituary in the Torygraph illustrates the difficulties that anyone alleging the existence of organised Naughtiness In High Places will face:

 ‘[Shaw’s] showed his wide browsing on the matter — he was able to pose such questions as “Did Orson Welles read Bertrand Russell?” — and it also contained attacks on such Conservative enemies as Kingsley Amis, Alistair McAlpine and Norman St John-Stevas. Shaw had once been on first-name terms with St John-Stevas but, following the latter’s appointment as Arts Minister, was riled when he found himself required to address him as “Minister” and gratefully wait for meetings “like a papal audience”….Margaret Thatcher was keen that sponsorship should play as great a role as subsidy, and the Arts Council often struggled to justify its own existence. Yet the forces within it were frequently so politically opposed that there was little coherence in policy, and attempts to compensate for Conservative policies resulted sometimes in support for wildly self-indulgent work.

Shaw was sentimental about the arts and the status the Arts Council gave him. “Who can deny,” he wrote, “that to sit in a box at the Royal Opera is a delightful experience — diminished only by twinges of regret that so many of the people one had lived with in the North or the Midlands could not share the delight? Who could fail to be excited by those glamorous annual theatrical dinners and lunches where you saw most of the famous actors you could think of — and talked to several you knew personally?”

Literature, Shaw conceded, was “a problem area”. More specifically, he disliked the Director of Literature, Charles Osborne. “I felt it my duty to try and persuade him to resign and devote himself more fully to the writing and broadcasting from which I had the impression he earned almost as much as his Council salary.”

Reviewing ‘The Arts and the People’, Osborne hit back: “Of the four Secretaries General with whom I worked, he was the only one who tended to wave his politics about like an offensive weapon. If one stood up to his hectoring manner, he could be quite genial. If one did not have the temperament to defend oneself, he could behave like the worst kind of bully.”

Shaw angrily denied that he was Left-wing and obsessed with adult education. He pointed to the occasions when he had advocated the withdrawal of grants to various Left-wing theatre groups. None the less, as Secretary General, he gave his support to the cause of North-West Spanner, a Left-wing alternative theatre company that had its grant removed at the behest of a Right-wing local councillor in 1977.

The resulting furore brought together a coalition of actors, theatre groups and leading intellectuals, who complained of political censorship and succeeded in having the money restored. In a way, it was the political theatre’s only tangible victory of the decade; but it was also a caricature of militant aims.

They had won the right to be employed by their avowed enemies, thus arguing the case for a system they were wholly opposed to. Subsequently, some of Spanner’s actors researched a play set in a hospital and so enjoyed the experience of real work that they became hospital porters…

He also turned his mind to policies for the arts and became an unpaid adviser to Jenny Lee, who, under Wilson, was Britain’s first Arts Minister. When the Conservatives were returned to power, Jenny Lee was replaced by Lord Eccles, who retained Shaw and appointed him an unpaid member of the Arts Council in 1972. Three years later Shaw was appointed Secretary General. ‘Private Eye’ noted the appointment of a “provincial academic” to an “Establishment” position.’

It will not have been a coincidence that Shaw, the ‘provincial academic’ was appointed to an ‘establishment’ position. He was a provincial academic who had spent years working in a region that was the hub of organised sex abuse and had worked in the institutions and settings in which that abuse was a substantial problem. Every Gov’t was concealing the same criminality as it snowballed – Shaw will have proved useful to all of them.

Lord Eccles was the Arts Minister, 1970-73, under Ted Heath. Lord Jack Donaldson succeeded Eccles as Arts Minister and remained there throughout Wilson’s and then Callaghan’s administrations. Jack Donaldson is described as, among other things, a ‘prison reformer’ and an ‘Approved School manager’. Abuse of children in Approved Schools was endemic and I don’t think that Jack was very effective where reforming prisons was concerned. Donaldson was a junior Minister at the N Ireland Office, 1974-76, so he’ll also have been in on the shagfest that was the Kincora Boys’ Home and the lengths that everyone went to in order to conceal that. Donaldson was Chairman of the National Consumer Council, 1968-71. He left the Labour Party to join Dr Death and the gang in 1981.

Donaldson was succeeded as Arts Minister by Norman St John Stevas, (1979-81), who was indulging in the very same activities with under-aged boys as Sir Peter Morrison. St John Stevas was succeeded by Paul Channon, 1981-83, (see post ‘Is The Party Over Yet?’), who was succeeded by Earl Gowrie, 1983-85, who was succeeded by Richard Luce, 1985-90, (see post ‘The International Language Of Screaming’), who was succeeded by David Mellor, 1989-90 – who had previously worked in the Home Office and the Dept of Health – and so it continued.

Every one of these Arts Ministers had previously held responsibilities in which they had concealed serious organised sexual abuse. Which set them up very nicely for presiding over a Ministerial Dept responsible for theatre, arts and music, areas in which the sexual exploitation of young people was rife.

 

So organised sexual exploitation was being concealed across the political spectrum, by people involved in the Arts from a range of backgrounds with different notions of what the Arts should be, who they should serve and who should fund them. Most ludicrously, on a broader societal scale, sex offending was being concealed by the nations’s moralists as well as by the sexual liberators. Mary Whitehouse or Sir Ian McKellen? Neither was going to help the victims of Dafydd et al.

 

I enjoy using the phrase ‘Naughtiness In High Places’ because when Thatcher was in Gov’t, Brown’s brother and I read an old Monty Python book which detailed their spoof general election campaign involving the Silly Party, who’s manifesto was ‘destroying industry, raising unemployment and encouraging naughtiness in high places’. We were reading it just after the Cecil Parkinson scandal broke and Brown’s brother observed that the Tories had managed to implement the Silly Party’s manifesto, which left us rolling around laughing for a very long time. ‘Vote Wisely – Vote Silly. You Know It Makes Nonsense’. At that time, Graham Chapman’s penchant for having sex with under-aged boys was known, but no-one in showbiz mentioned a word… Graham was just gay and a zany Python. It might have helped that John Cleese was very friendly with a number of analysts and Top Docs who were concealing child abuse, some of whom were personally known to Dafydd. The John Cleese who featured in a 1987 party political broadcast for the SDP-Liberal Alliance.

This man was mates with some of those who’s signatures are on documents in my possession, detailing serious criminal activity on their own part:

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Dr Death knew exactly what was happening and he knew that witnesses were locked up in Risley Remand Centre, the North Wales Hospital Denbigh and high security hospitals. You, Dr Death, need to cough and now. Dr Death’s former place of employment, St Thomas’s Hospital, served as the home of choice for those at the top of the pyramid of people who were ensuring that Dafydd et al never ever were held to account. Why Peter Hennessey gives Dr Death the time of day even when Hennessey trots around the Lords interviewing clapped out old farts who have caused so much damage I cannot imagine.

 

From 1977-83 Sir Roy Shaw was Visiting Professor at the Centre for Arts, City University London. Shaw died in Brighton, the location of John Allen’s brothels to which he trafficked kids in care from north Wales and the site of the firebombing which killed the five witnesses in April 1992.

The Guardian’s obituary of Shaw provides us with a bit more information regarding the reach of his tentacles and his self-interest:
As a member of the British delegation to the first world conference of culture ministers, in Venice in 1970, he greatly impressed Lord (David) Eccles… Preserving the integrity of bodies such as the Royal Shakespeare Company, capable of box-office successes but needing public support for their core work, was a continual concern. Opera brought out even more vividly what was important to Shaw. After he persuaded local government to match Arts Council funding, English National Opera North opened in Leeds with Saint-Saëns’s Samson et Dalila in 1978; since 1981 it has continued as Opera North. On the other hand, in 1990, after he had left the council, he criticised the Royal Opera House in London as “the least accessible arts institution in Britain”…

Again, he met opposition from the more artistically haughty among the staff and council members, and had at first to turn to the Gulbenkian Foundation for funding. However, the highly successful initiative was soon imitated by other arts organisations and the education department became a valued part of the council’s activities.

Shaw became an organising tutor for the North Yorkshire district of the Workers’ Educational Association. Within a year, Sidney Raybould, who was building a formidably committed extra-mural department at Leeds University, offered him a staff tutorship; he stayed for 13 years. The WEA district secretary, Fred Sedgwick, thought Shaw the best tutor in Yorkshire….[Whilst at Keele University] Shaw set up a fine, wide system, made some notable experiments in workers’ education, as with miners’ families in the village of Silverdale, and vigorously encouraged film and related studies.

‘The Guardian’ mentioned that Sir Roy, despite his Catholicism and his long service on ‘The Tablet’, ‘in the new century’, had ‘his faith’ was ‘shaken by events within the Catholic Church and after a brief period of attending Anglican services he finally ceased his lifelong quest and declared himself agnostic.’

I’m wondering if it might have been the tidal wave of allegations of child abuse that emerged from the Catholic Church ‘in the new century’ that shook Shaw’s faith so much, so he got the hell out of there before investigations began, nipped over to join the Anglicans, who then found themselves under fire in exactly the same way. At which point Sir Roy became an agnostic. I’m sure that there’ll be a group of agnostics somewhere abusing kids, Dafydd caters for a great many people, he’s all things to all men, no-one’s left out.

‘The Times’ also paid tribute to Sir Roy when he died: He arrived with a mission to open up the arts to working-class people, one that almost caused a deputation from the art form directors to the then chairman, Lord Gibson, though not for its socialist principles. Shaw had told them that they were too close to their clients, that they operated too much of an old boys’ network and that they needed to be more “clinically detached”. He avoided the threatened confrontation by talking his new colleagues through his intentions, but for some weeks they sported lapel badges reading, “I am clinically detached”.

I notice that Sir Roy borrowed a Top Docs notion. Top Docs are of course supposed to be ‘clinically detached’, it is supposed to protect them from becoming traumatised in the face of their patients’ suffering and it is also supposed to protect patients from things like sexual exploitation. Dafydd and his mates used the concept to dump patients after they had shagged them and then used it as an umbrella for ever after to refuse to answer questions or complaints etc.

Graham Ovenden was born in Hampshire, into a Fabian household and was taught music privately by Albert Ketelbey. He was a student at the Royal College of Music, before taking up painting around 1962. Ovenden was tutored by Lord David Cecil and John Betjeman. He attended the Southampton School of Art and graduated from the Royal College of Art in 1968.

Ovenden moved to Cornwall from Richmond-Upon-Thames in 1973 with painter Annie Ovenden and their family. He bought a cottage on Bodmin Moor with 22 acres of land and began constructing ‘Barley Splatt’, a neo-Gothic building.  

Ovenden was a founder of the Brotherhood of Ruralists in 1975, along with Graham Arnold, Ann Arnold, Sir Peter Blake, David Inshaw, Annie Ovenden and Jann Haworth. The Brotherhood is no longer extant, although in 2005 it had a major London exhibition at the Leicester Galleries. Ovenden’s daughter, Emily, is a writer and singer with the Mediaeval Baebes and Pythia.

Ovenden’s nude and semi-nude photographic portraits of young girls were published, as were his photographs of the children’s street culture in London taken in the late 1950s and early 1960s when Ovenden was a teenager. His book ‘Aspects of Lolita contains prints inspired by Vladimir Nabokov’s novel ‘Lolita’. A general monograph of his paintings, drawings, prints and photographs was published. Many other publications also contain his work . Ovenden’s work has also graced the covers of record albums and books. His work is in numerous collections, including the Victoria and Albert Museum, The Tate and the Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York.

In addition, Ovenden has curated numerous exhibitions, many featuring his extensive collection of antiquarian photographs. Ovenden and his work have been the subject of broadcasts and films, including ‘Lolita Unclothed’ for the series ‘World without Walls’ (ITV, Channel 4, 1993), ‘Stop The Week’ (BBC Radio 4, 1989), ‘Curious Houses with Lucinda Lambton’ (BBC-TV, 1987), ‘Bats in the Belfy – Home Sweet Home’ (ITV, 1987), ‘Robinson Country: The Painter’ (ITV, 1987), ‘Figures in a Landscape: The Brotherhood of Ruralists (BBC Radio 3, 1983) and ‘Summer With the Ruralists, a film produced and directed by John Read for the BBC (1978–79). In 2000, the British Library funded a formal interview with Ovenden as part of its ‘Oral History of British Photography’ series.

In 1980 Ovenden was prosecuted but found not guilty of fraud pertaining to his involvement in the production of hoax calotypes, purportedly images of Victorian street children by a photographer ‘Francis Hetling’. The images were actually taken by Ovenden’s friend, Howard Grey, and re-photographed and printed by Ovenden. Some of the images had been shown at the National Portrait Gallery.

Ovenden’s work has long been been controversial for its depiction of prepubescent girls. In 1991, as ‘States of Grace’ was being published, a set of proofs and a photograph for the book were seized by U.S. Customs and held for over seven months. In Feb 1992, the U.S. Department of Justice claimed that the work depicted ‘sexually explicit conduct’ and therefore was illegal to import, sell or own. During a court hearing one month later in the United States District Court, Eastern District of New York, a federal prosecutor identified page 54 as containing the sole offending image in the book, a substantial retreat from the initial position.

A hearing before Magistrate Zachary Carter was held on 28 May 1992. The hearing was attended by the subject depicted in the allegedly offending image, who was then 18 years of age, as well as the eminent photo-historian and critic, A.D. Coleman. Both witnesses were prepared to testify and gave written statements. The subject of the image on page 54 said:

I have known Graham Ovenden as a family friend for fourteen years – since I was four years old. I have modelled for Graham on numerous occasions – in fact, too numerous to count – for both his photographs and paintings. I have modeled for him both clothed and fully nude, both alone and with other children…. The portrait which the United States has charged as indecent is a portrait of me as I was eight years ago. I am not acting in a sexual way in the picture and Graham never asked me to sexual or treated me as a sexual object. The accusation that the image is ‘obscene’ is, to me, an accusation that I am ‘obscene,’ something to which I take offence.

A.D. Coleman’s prepared statement noted the many artistic qualities of the image which were inconsistent with their being labelled ‘lascivious’. Representatives of the American Civil Liberties Union were also in court to offer their brief and were joined by artists, art critics, administrators and various organizations, in opposition to the Gov’ts attempt to censor ‘States of Grace’.

Ovenden himself attested in writing as follows: ‘Symbolically speaking, we are dealing with feelings of the heart and the human yearning for Edenic simplicity – a state of grace, as it were, where there is neither sin nor corruption. The apple has yet to be eaten. The subject, of course, symbolizes this state in the photograph. At the same time, we see that the attainment of Eden is no easy task: the vulnerability of the child suggests, or rather confirms, the fragility of Eden, as well as its fleeting nature in the face of the concerns of the adult world and the demands of modernity’.

Ovenden may well have believed all this, but it reads curiously like Viz magazine’s art critic’s judgement when 14 yr old Jason hit the big time with ‘My Penis Smells Of Apples’.

 

In the face of the subject’s account of her experience of being photographed by Ovenden, the statements proffered by Ovenden and Coleman and the support of the ACLU and others, the government acknowledged defeat and returned the photograph and the proofs. Two months later the book was imported into the US.

On 21 May 1998, censors in New Zealand classified ‘States of Grace’ as UNRESTRICTED, ie. deemed suitable for all audiences. 

On 5 May 2000, the San Diego Public Library announced that it did not consider ‘States of Grace’ (as well as David Hamilton’s ‘Twenty Five Years of an Artist’) to contain child pornography and stated that both Ovenden and Hamilton are ‘contemporary and historically important photographers’ whose work is ‘culturally and artistically significant’. The determination was made in response to a ruling by a San Diego Superior Court judge that a man had photocopied images from those books ‘not for art’s sake but for sexual purposes’. In late Oct 2009, British customs permitted entry of Ovenden’s book, ‘States of Grace’, sent to a customer who purchased it at auction in the US on eBay. The auction price was $350.00.

A year later, in England, some of Ovenden’s photographs were confiscated by the Obscene Publications Squad from Scotland Yard but were returned after a campaign by Lord Jeremy Hutchison, Sir Hugh Casson and David Hockney.

Ovenden’s work ‘Five Girls’ and 29 other images in the permanent collection of the Tate were accessible online until Oct 2009, following the scandal that erupted over a photograph of Brooke Shields as part of the Tate Modern’s 2009 ‘Pop Life’ exhibit.

In 2009 Ovenden was charged with 16 counts of creating ‘indecent’ photographs or pseudo-photographs of children and two counts of possessing 121 ‘indecent’ photographs or pseudo-photographs of children. The 121 images are all versions or stages of the 16 works and had been deleted from Ovenden’s computer at the time his home was raided in 2006. The images were subsequently undeleted by police. The prosecution argued that these images were ‘indecent’. The defence argued that the works 121 images were temporary stages toward the creation of the 16 works, that those works constitute art and in no event were any of the works created with criminal intent. The Crown did not alleged that the images at issue depict any actual children.

On 22 Oct 2009, after less than two days of trial, the jury was discharged and a new trial date set. On 9 April 2010, after a five-minute hearing, the case was thrown out by the judge as two key prosecution witnesses – police officers who had searched his home three and a half years earlier – failed to appear in court. The police declined to comment and the CPS refused to disclose how much the investigation had cost the taxpayer. Graham Ovenden described the police as ‘totally and utterly transfixed by childhood sexuality’ and himself as ‘a controversial figure and, at the moment, a very angry old man’. The prosecution declined to launch an appeal.

On 19 April 2010, it was reported that the Child Abuse Investigation Team of the Metropolitan Police, the force which had carried out the three and a half-year investigation for the trial, was investigating Ovenden over allegations of child sex abuse. Ovenden said such allegations had been made at the start of the previous investigation and dropped, and that ‘the Metropolitan Police are being very vindictive about this’.

In March 2013, Ovenden went on trial at Truro Crown Court, accused with nine charges of indecency with a child and indecent assault on victims aged between six and 14. He denied the claims. On 2 April, Ovenden was found guilty of six charges of indecency with a child and one charge of indecent assault against a child. The charges came from adults who claimed they had been abused by Ovenden as children. Some of them involved claims that he abused children while they were posing for his pictures. The abuse charges related to incidents between 1972 and 1985. Ovenden was sentenced to 12 months imprisonment, suspended for two years. On 9 Oct 2013 the Appeal Court increased his sentence to an immediate prison term of 27 months.

Following Ovenden’s conviction, the Victoria and Albert Museum removed half of their 14 Ovenden images from its website and the Tate removed 34 of his images from its online collection. In 2015, District Judge Elizabeth Roscoe ordered that Ovenden’s personal collection of paintings and photographs, created by him and others, be destroyed, stating: ‘I have very little doubt that sexual gratification is, at the very least, part of Mr Ovenden’s reasons for making these images’. Ovenden responded to the press, saying: ‘I am a famous artist. I am an equally famous photographer and they are destroying material which has been in the public domain for over 40 years.’

 

The arguments over whether Ovenden’s images were obscene or not are fascinating, although no-one actually grappled with the fact that one cannot control the imaginations and fantasies of other people and that some people might actually have gained ‘sexual gratification’ from Ovenden’s work – as well as other people’s work – that definitely did not fall within any definition of ‘obscenity’. As a quip in Viz magazine said ‘If I sold nude photos of myself as a baby to paedophiles, would I be prosecuted?’ It is widely believed that Lewis Carroll had quite a thing about pre-pubescent girls, although his illustrations and photos were of children fully clothed. No-one has subjected his work to the purifying flames and I don’t think that they should. The real issue is that Graham Ovenden did abuse at least some children. He might not have abused all the kids who modelled for him and the former child model who gave evidence on his behalf may well have been quite correct that he never abused her and that she never felt abused. But he did abuse some children and there will have been people close to him who knew that his conduct was worrying. None of them spoke up and a lot of very big guns were prepared to do everything possible to ensure that Ovenden’s reputation remained unsullied.

Ovenden lived in Richmond-Upon-Thames until 1973. So he was there whilst the paedophile gang based in Richmond-Upon-Thames with links to Westminster and Whitehall which stretched right across London, to north Wales and to Europe was in operation, a paedophile ring which it is now admitted was protected by the very highest authorities (see post ‘Always On The Side Of The Children’). It is believed that some victims and witnesses were killed by that gang.

Graham Ovenden was almost certainly acting in the context of a wider group of child abusers.

Every time that a concern was raised about Ovenden, people’s defence of him was predicated entirely on stressing that he was a Very Important Person and Famous with it. He even said that himself. Then lots of other VIPs and Famous People would be wheeled out to testify to the quality of Ovenden’s work. What no-one did was to concern themselves with whether he was actually abusing children. He was.

Very Important People with Famous Friends seem to be very good at ensuring that the obvious is not asked about their conduct. Should those people be Top Doctors, the sound of other Top Docs screaming ‘but he is a very eminent man’ will drown out all other noise for the next few months. Won’t it Bluglass?

Cilla Black was a ‘star’. She was also a personal friend of a man who, along with his Top Doctor colleagues, was without doubt concealing a pan-European trafficking ring which killed some of the witnesses, the ring which included the Richmond-Upon-Thames contingent. Cilla Black may well not have known that, but we really should never be so naive as to believe that someone with famous friends or in possession of a medical degree cannot be a sex offender, because they can and I can name a few who are.

The state has now entrusted the IICSA – which is supposedly going to uncover the truth about organised child abuse – to the very people who caused the problem: social workers, Top Docs and lawyers. Of course not every member of these professions was actively abusing young people, but those professions have become institutionally corrupt and as a whole they concealed serious organised crime involving the mass sexploitation of vulnerable young people. The extent of the abuse that has been inflicted on people in the care of the state could never have happened if the state had not actively helped the abusers.

There is no point in the IICSA and there is no point in all the Me Tooing and the reassurances of the police that the paedos will be caught and ooh we’re building prisons for elderly sex offenders. You’re all bloody guilty, you knew what Dafydd and co were doing and you let them do it. You haven’t got the answers and all that you are doing is adding insult to injury. Excavate those bodies from the grounds of Denbigh, admit what went on so that people like me and Brown no longer have to be smeared and insulted by a gang of paedophiles and their friends and then bugger off and take Buck House and the House of Lords with you. Particularly Dr Death, the world has had quite enough of him.

 

Let us take a look at those who so robustly defended Graham Ovenden in 2001.

Jeremy Hutchinson QC was a barrister who stood as the unsuccessful Labour candidate in the 1945 General Election, when he received assistance in his campaign from Tony Benn.  Hutchison finally entered Parliament as a life peer in 1978 and eventually voted with the Lib Dems in the years after the SDP broke away from the Labour Party. Hutchison went to Stowe School and then Magdalen College Oxford. He was called to the bar at Middle Temple. So he will have known Sir Ronnie Waterhouse. Hutchison was in the Royal Navy Volunteer Reserve during WWII and served on the destroyer commanded by Lord Mountbatten (see post ‘The Defence Of The Realm’). Hutchison became a recorder of Bath and then a Crown Court judge, 1963-88. Jeremy Hutchison was Vice-Chair of the Arts Council of Great Britain; Trustee and then Chairman of the Tate; Chairman of the London Historic Museum Trust; and Professor of Law at the Royal Academy of Arts.

Hutchison was born into the heart of the Bloomsbury set, his parents were friends of Virginia Woolf et al. He was involved in some of the most memorable trials of the 20th century. He was a member of the defence team in the 1950 Lady Chatterley trial and he defended ‘Fanny Hill’. He led the defence at the 1965 trial of the art thief Kempton Bunton. Hutchison defended Christine Keeler and the spies George Blake and John Vassall; he defended Brian Roberts, the then Editor of the Torygraph and he defended Duncan Cambell in the ABC trial which was presented as a triumph over the vetting of juries by the security services. Hutchison also succeeded in getting Howard Marks acquitted after he was charged with drug trafficking and successfully led the defence for Michael Bogdanov in the 1982 ‘Romans In Britain’ trial.

The Guardian’s review of Thomas Grant’s 2015 book ‘Jeremy Hutchison’s Case Histories’ commented that Hutchison ‘cherished clients’ who were ‘amiable rogues’. Jeremy Hutchison was a highly entertaining performer in court and he had a following because of his challenges to what was perceived as establishment hypocrisy. However there was a high price paid by some for Jeremy having a laugh in court and some of his rogues were not that amiable. He succeeded in having Christine Keeler cleared on some charges – which in itself sounds great, Christine was a teenaged girl who was being eaten alive by friends of the Royal Family and those in Gov’t – but Hutchison did it by defaming Stephen Ward, who was the ultimate scapegoat in the Profumo Affair (see post ‘In Memoriam – Bronwen, Lady Astor’). Hutchison described Ward as ‘a perverted Professor Higgins’ and demolished his character in court. Yet privately Hutchison admitted that he knew that Ward was not what Hutchison portrayed him to be. Ward died as a result of the fall-out from that court case, allegedly by suicide – there are indications that if Ward did kill himself, he was he was given a good push by someone. ‘The Guardian’ review observed that Hutchison ‘had a job to do and he was very well paid’.

In the early 1990s I remember challenging a CPS prosecutor in Bangor Magistrates Court who knew that she was prosecuting me on the basis of the lies of the Top Doctors. She became very angry and told me not to ‘start on’ her, that ‘she was just doing her job’. Had her job been making cakes and I didn’t like the flavour of her cakes, she’d have had good grounds to tell me where to get off. But she wasn’t – she knew that she was smearing someone who was at the centre of a fit-up attempt by some very serious criminals. There must be SOMETHING in a lawyers code of conduct that allows them in such circumstances to refuse to act, even if they are a jobbing solicitor for the CPS. That was the CPS who did not mount one prosecution even when, after the 1991-93 police investigation into the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal, a file of hundreds of complaints was sent to the CPS.

I don’t know what the name of that lawyer was, but she was first language Welsh, had brownish hair and was pregnant at the time of the case. She sat in Bangor Magistrates Court, along with all the other lawyers in Gwynedd, as a gang of paedophiles fitted up witnesses. They all need to be asked to explain themselves.

As for ‘amiable rogues’ – Dafydd used to joke about being one. This led to Hergest patients taking the piss and making comments such as ‘of course Dr Dafydd Alun Jones didn’t murder Mary Wynch’s mother, he was just scrumping apples’. Dafydd could have been scrumping apples as well, but he was running a trafficking gang who were murdering victims. He wasn’t an amiable rogue, he was a dangerous offender.

Howard Marks, that other well-known scrumper whom Hutchison successfully defended, later admitted that he had been guilty of drug trafficking. George Blake admitted to being a spy, so Hutchison had to just go for mitigating circumstances, as he did in the case of John Vassall. Yet John Vassall undoubtedly had information about people in the Admiralty rather grander and more senior than himself who were doing things that they shouldn’t. Vassall was the fall-guy and Hutchison would have known that.

With regard to the ABC trial, that did go down in history as a triumph over the security services and state oppression and it sealed the reputation of the judge involved as being the voice of the common man against state corruption. Which was ludicrous, because the presiding judge was none other than Sir William Mars-Jones, a friend of Dafydd (and Ronnie Waterhouse) and someone who provided a very big umbrella for Dafydd and the paedophiles for decades.

Jeremy Hutchison’s obituary in ‘The Guardian’ was written by Geoffrey Robertson QC, the human rights lawyer who was Hutchison’s junior in the 1982 ‘Romans in Britain’ trial, which was brought by Mary Whitehouse. The trial famously collapsed amidst hilarity after Jeremy Hutchison ridiculed the claim of a witness to have seen a penis on stage during the play. The defence stated that it was an actor’s thumb that had been mistaken for a penis and in court Hutchison positioned his fingers around his groin such that his thumb was in an allegedly penis-like position. The court was entertained, Hutchison won the case and the witness became a national joke. Yet with regard to ‘Romans in Britain’, Robertson mentions that Hutchison disparaged an obviously ‘honest’ witness. It rather seems as though Robertson knew that the witness HAD seen a penis rather than, as Hutchison maintained, a thumb pretending to be a penis.

I was glad when Mary Whitehouse lost the ‘Romans in Britain’ trial because she was the most appalling old hypocrite. Neither would I be bothered if an actor did have his penis out on stage as alleged – it was during a scene in which a rape was being played. But I don’t think that Jeremy Hutchison should have undertaken a massive performance for the court, lied through his teeth and ridiculed a witness if Hutchison knew that the witness was telling the truth.

Geoffrey Robertson QC is the barrister who founded Doughty Street Chambers, which houses Theo Huckle QC, who, when he was Counsel General for Wales, maintained that there was no evidence of negligence in the way in which I had been treated by Dafydd and the paedophiles (see post ‘Theo Huckle QC’). Theo had copies of the 10,000 documents that I now have. There is documentary evidence of the most serious wrongdoing in the NHS, the social services, the probation service and the courts. In the words of a friend who saw those documents, evidence of ‘serious crime in every agency with whom you had ever had contact’.

Helena Kennedy QC also works at Doughty Street. St Helena is a former colleague of Michael Mansfield and also worked closely with Prof Nigel Eastman of St George’s Hospital Medical School. One of Helena’s books contains an acknowledgement and a thank you to Eastman (see post ‘Eve Was Framed – As Were A Lot Of Other People’). Nigel Eastman was one of those concealing the crimes of Dafydd and the paedophiles.

 

Jeremy Hutchison was a very well-connected man – his sister married a member of the Rothschild family and he married the actress Dame Peggy Ashcroft. He lived in London and in Sussex, ‘the heart of Bloomsbury country’. It was also where John Allen owned brothels to which he trafficked kids in care from north Wales and the area where five witnesses to the North Wales Child Abuse Scandal were killed by a firebomb (see post ‘The Silence Of The Welsh Lambs’).

Jeremy’s second wife June, Lady Hutchison, was as impressive as Dame Peggy. June’s biological father was the lover of Coco Chanel, but he was unaware of her conception and subsequently died in a road accient. After her father’s death June’s mother married the 14th Earl of Westmorland and June subsequently inherited a substantial amount of money. June’s first husband was the pianist Franz Osborn, who died in 1958. June’s was a friend of Lady Diana Cooper, the aristocratic socialite who was a friend of Trumpers (see post ’95 Glorious Years!’). Diana Cooper was married to Duff Cooper, who served as Britain’s Ambassador to France, 1944-48. During this period, Lady Diana’s popularity as a hostess remained undimmed, even after allegations that the embassy guest list included ‘pederasts and collaborators’. There’s nothing like guests with a bit of integrity is there.

Anyone for one of Dafydd’s parties? I did hear about them, they’re legendary…

Diana Cooper tried to get June and Cecil Beaton together – although it was well-known that Beaton was a ‘confirmed bachelor’ ie gay, Beaton did have heterosexual liaisons as well. He began to take June out, dining with people like Francis Bacon and Lucian Freud. Beaton subsequently proposed to June twice but she turned him down. Meanwhile Rhoda Birley, the widow of the portrait painter Sir Oswald, tried to encourage June to marry Ted Heath. At the same time, June tried to persuade Rhoda to marry Heath herself. Whilst all this unfathomable matchmaking involving Ted Heath was going on, June became genuinely keen on Jeremy Hutchinson – who was married to Dame Peggy – and Jeremy and June began an affair. All the action happened whilst June lived at St John’s Wood – which was where Sir Ronnie Waterhouse lived.

‘In her spare time’ – presumably whilst refusing to marry Cecil Beaton and Ted Heath, yet trying to persuade other people to marry Ted Heath and whilst shagging Jeremy Hutchinson – June ‘worked for the mentally handicapped’. She had previously worked as an Angel during WWII.

My post ‘The Old Devils’ details the paedophiles’ friends who ‘worked with the mentally handicapped’ in north Wales, helping them to ‘explore their sexual needs’. Dafydd’s mate Cledwyn Williams was Assistant Director of Social Services, 1983-96, whilst the whole of north Wales was being run for the benefit of Dafydd’s sex trafficking ring.  Cledwyn was responsible for mentally handicapped services and for the all-Wales strategy for people with learning disabilities. After this, he became Director of Social Services for Conwy.

Here he is, but I don’t think that I’d want to explore my sexual needs with a man in a cardigan like this, I’d be fumbling with those buttons:

Cledwyn Williams

 

June Hutchison’s friendship with Heath lasted for a decade. It became known to the general public and to some extent provided cover for her more secret relationship with Hutchinson and possibly for a few things that Heath might have been doing. June was quoted as saying that Heath was ‘a wonderful politician, and would make a great leader’. Er, I don’t remember him being that successful as PM actually June. ‘Who governs Britain?’ ‘Not you, we’ve just voted you out’.

The press noticed that June and Ted were ‘near’ each other on skiing holidays in Switzerland; when there were rumours of marriage she remarked: ‘It is much harder at 45 than at 25. One sees so many failures, don’t you think?’ Well one does in the circles that June moved in, but then targeting Ted Heath as a future husband is probably not going to lead to lifelong marital bliss.

Heath accompanied June to the film premiere of ‘The Yellow Rolls-Royce’ in 1965 and to the reception afterwards at Claridge’s. When pressed to comment, Heath replied: ‘We are just very friendly. I don’t think there’s any more to say. She is also a good friend of Mr Anthony Asquith, who directed the film.’ June was a good friend of quite a few other people as well, including Jeremy Hutchison and her mate Diana was a hostess of pederasts.

In July 1965, shortly before Peggy Ashcroft became aware of the affair with Hutchinson (she was soon to cite June in her divorce proceedings), June said of Heath: ‘He has a woman behind him. I am right behind him, urging him on. He’s a most attractive and wonderful man. No woman in her heart could feel otherwise.’

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‘Don’t fancy yours much June’.

 

Years later however, June said that Heath had never so much as held her hand, let alone breathed a word of love.

In May 1966 Hutchinson and June were married. Cecil Beaton, to whom June had confided her decision to marry, wrote a letter of support; Heath was somewhat put out at first, though in 1971, after he became PM, he invited the Hutchinsons to Chequers and showed them his bedroom, telling them that it was not normally the PM’s bedroom, as nothing would induce him to sleep in a room previously occupied by Wilson.

At a summer party given by the American Mrs John Barry Ryan in the 1980s, Heath approached June to enquire, somewhat prematurely, about her plans for Christmas. After he had moved on, a fellow guest – who was aware of the earlier friendship – was eager to hear what June might say. ‘He’s become awfully fat,’ she volunteered, which sounds like the sort of thing that Oscar Wilde would have said if he was asked if he’d had sex with someone. Although being fat was probably the least offensive thing about Ted Heath.

 

I have discussed Jeremy Hutchison at length not just because I find the subject matter fascinating, but to illuminate the social circle of some of those who have been accused of involvement in organised sexual abuse and who in return have shrieked with indignation that of course they have done no such thing, how very dare you, they are famous and important and their accusers are no more than nutters, druggies or petty criminals. Hutchison and his associates really did not conduct themselves very well at all in their personal lives. It is true that as a barrister Hutchison exposed hypocrisy which is very welcome, but he also concealed the crimes of some powerful unpleasant people whom he knew damn well could use the lower orders in any way in which they wanted, then completely shaft them if they complained and if necessary drive them to suicide or indeed proffer that as an explanation when their victims were found dead. It really is not just all a bit of Bloomsbury fun – it resulted in people trying to murder Brown and me.

As for those shrieking ‘how very dare you’ about this blog, I can only respond with:

Look at my face – am I bovvered?

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And if you don’t all start fessing up and indeed shutting up on the ‘how very dare you’ front, I’ll carry on blogging until I’ve evolved into this:

  • pilot

 

Sir Hugh Casson pitched in with Jeremy Hutchison to defend Graham Ovenden. Sir Hugh Casson was discussed in my post ‘Heart Of Darkness’. He was Director of Architecture for the Festival of Britain, had his own TV series in the 1980s and was President of the Royal Academy. Sir Hugh was a close friend of the Royal Family and taught Prince Charles how to paint in watercolours. Casson also knew Sir Ronnie Waterhouse.

David Hockney also defended Ovenden. Hockney is probably the UK’s most well-known 20th century artist. He was born in and grew up in Bradford, but since the mid-60s has spent much time living in California. He owns property in London as well as properties in California.